Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 172

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Chapter 172

“Krgh!”

“To aim for my head with such meager skills. Aren’t you underestimating me too much?”

On Yang-ja’s eyes gleamed with madness.

Instead of retrieving his halberd, he spun his body and swept horizontally.

Ashen sword ki extended along the blade of the halberd.

Mad Scythe, Beheading.

One of the Life-Death Seasonal Techniques he had personally created extended with sword ki, sweeping the surroundings.

Kukukoong!

The entire wall of the alley was sliced away.

Dust scattered.

The Masked Men were terrified and retreated backward.

“Krgh…”

On Yang-ja didn’t allow even that gap.

“Where are you running to?”

He laughed like a madman and plunged into the darkness.

Right now, the Hangzhou Martial World was in turmoil due to the chaos Jung Myeong had caused. It was only peaceful on the surface, and everyone knew well that this was the calm before the storm approached.

In other words, chaos.

Gyeom Gwang-ja knew better than anyone that new forces were moving, taking advantage of that chaos.

He knew even better how to take the enemy’s throat.

Pusssseuk-

The heads of the Masked Men who were grazed by Gyeom Gwang-ja’s halberd ki flew off.

Thud-

The bodies that lost their owners poured down to the ground.

He smiled brightly watching this.

‘Interesting. This is getting very interesting.’

On Yang-ja thought while smelling the scent of blood.

Perhaps even this ambush might be part of the grand scheme he had been waiting for.

He knew better than anyone.

“There are still some rats left!”

Until the very end.

His halberd gleamed eerily toward the darkness once more.

* * *

Tuuk-

The fight with the remaining ones ended anticlimactically.

Where the ashen sword ki had swept through, it was hard to find intact corpses.

“…”

A moment later, those dressed in black clothes appeared silently from the darkness.

They were there to clean up the scattered debris.

Among them, a man with sharp eyes who appeared to be the leader approached On Yang-ja.

“Leader.”

He addressed On Yang-ja as Leader.

It was a completely different title from the Branch Leader he had been called before.

But it suited him.

The Shadow Squad, the intelligence organization Jung Myeong had tasked him to newly create. On Yang-ja himself was the Leader of that place.

He responded obediently to being called Leader.

“You came.”

“Yes. I came upon receiving your call.”

“You’re late?”

“Reports came in that similar bastards were stirring in the southern and western districts. It took time to confirm that.”

“South and west, I see… Since I handled the north and east, they targeted all four directions?”

“That’s correct.”

On Yang-ja assessed the enemies.

Those he had fought last. They had definitely targeted him from the start. They launched an ambush as soon as they saw him.

But the ones he had dealt with before were different.

‘They were informants.’

They seemed to be those who were seasoned in handling information rather than martial power.

Rather than martial artists, they were more suited to Hao Gate or Beggar’s Sect.

Such people had tried to penetrate from all directions.

How could it be easy to raise such people?

In the end, the conclusion narrowed down to one thing.

“Quite outstanding individuals are targeting Hangzhou.”

“That’s right. Ordinarily, you couldn’t bring such informants.”

“Hmm…”

“Anyway, shall we deal with those sides too?”

On Yang-ja chuckled while brushing off the blood-stained halberd.

“Is there any need to ask? If the rats have crawled out, catching them is only natural. Clean them all up. Don’t leave any traces either.”

“I shall obey your command! However…”

“Hmm?”

“These bastards’ movements are unusual. They’re moving simultaneously as if they had made some promise, aren’t you curious about their backing?”

“Their backing. Kekek…”

On Yang-ja didn’t bother to explain at length to his subordinate’s question.

His gaze was already directed not toward the entrance of the alley where the corpses were being cleared away, but toward the brightly lit Jeongjin Medical Clinic in the distance.

‘What’s there to be curious about? Isn’t it obvious?’

Present-day Hangzhou was experiencing massive turbulence.

It only appeared fine on the surface.

Jung Myeong had shaken the board the most significantly.

And those desperately trying to profit from that upheaval were scattered everywhere.

He had already anticipated that such people would come from outside.

“There’s no need to dig into their backing separately.”

“Will that be alright?”

“How could it not be? It’s bound to be revealed anyway. You just focus on cleaning up here properly.”

“Yes!”

On Yang-ja slung his halberd over his shoulder and his eyes flashed.

“I need to go check on the Physician.”

His intuition was telling him.

To confirm the beginning and end of this chaos, he needed to go back to that place.

* * *

“…Huu-eup.”

In the deepest part of Jeongjin Medical Clinic, Jung Myeong sat in lotus position, immersed in energy cultivation.

[Three Origin Poison Art circulates throughout your entire body.]

[Natural energy accumulates greatly in your dantian.]

Massive light flashed around him.

Strange heat haze rose up.

It was an eerie haze created by the intermingling of green poison energy and clear blue energy.

Gooo-

This wasn’t simply the level of accumulating internal energy.

Even the murky impure energy around him was being converted into pure energy.

He displayed a domineering absorption power that devoured natural energy at will.

“Huu…”

With each of his breaths, the air in the room would sink down frighteningly, then expand.

Having already crossed the wall of peak level to super peak level.

Perhaps this was a sight that could only be seen because he was entering a realm even beyond that.

[Ki Sensing expands.]

Into his sensory network that encompassed the entire Medical Clinic, a very subtle foreign sensation intruded.

It was a human presence fainter than a speck of wind that ordinary skilled martial artists couldn’t even detect.

But for Jung Myeong, it was different.

[Ki Sensing detects an intruder.]

What was caught in his expanded sensory network was a familiar yet ominous energy.

Jung Myeong slowly but heavily opened his tightly closed eyes.

‘Has he come?’

His eyes, glowing brightly in the darkness, pierced exactly through one corner of the room.

There stood a figure that seemed to have melted into the shadows.

“It’s been a while?”

Eyes filled with madness, and a massive halberd slung over his shoulder.

On Yang-ja, who had become the Shadow Unit Leader, was facing him.

* * *

“My lord, this has become quite troublesome.”

On Yang-ja casually threw down his blood-stained halberd and slumped into a chair.

My lord.

The title he used to address Jung Myeong had naturally solidified by now.

Though he had kicked away his position as Black Point Branch Leader and come under Jung Myeong’s command, his attitude was still casual yet carried a strange weight.

It was a weight that only someone who had commanded others could possess.

‘Not bad.’

Jung Myeong looked upon such weight with satisfaction instead.

As a leader, he should possess at least that much weight.

“Are you talking about those rat bastards you reported? Are they troublesome enough to cause problems?”

Jung Myeong, who had already caught his breath and stood up, asked while grabbing a tea cup.

“Yes. No matter how many we catch, there’s no end to them. Just now I was coming back from slitting a few throats, and there were two more hiding behind them. Of course, those bastards became my meal too.”

“Hmm…”

On Yang-ja chuckled, but his eyes weren’t laughing.

“To simply consider them small fry from within Hangzhou, their numbers are too many and they’re too organized.”

“Outsiders?”

“Correct. To the extent that the Shadow Unit children don’t have time to rest.”

Jung Myeong furrowed his brow.

“Didn’t I send plenty of gold ingots last month for Shadow Unit operating funds? You should have reinforced personnel too, but even that’s not enough?”

At Jung Myeong’s words, On Yang-ja burst into laughter.

“Ah, my lord really. Don’t you know from running an organization yourself?”

“What do you mean?”

“Even if you build fortress walls with money, can you block all the rat bastards that dig holes and come in? Originally, rat bastards are the type that squeeze in whenever they see a gap.”

“There are too many of those rats?”

“Yes. That’s the problem. The problem! Sigh… Ever since becoming Leader, instead of doing other work, I’m just catching rats all day long…”

He tapped the map on the table with his finger.

“Anyway, the problem is no longer money or manpower.”

“Then what is the problem?”

“The problem is that the number of those rat bastards far exceeds the number of storehouses we have! No matter how many we drive out, they keep coming. It’s like pouring water into a bottomless jar!”

On Yang-ja’s words had weight to them.

It meant that those currently coming weren’t simply petty thieves or spies.

‘This is serious.’

Jung Myeong realized the situation was more grave than he thought.

It was natural for opposing forces to increase as the Medical Clinic grew and its reputation rose, but this was crossing the line.

“This isn’t simple interference.”

“That’s right. They’re coming at us with full determination!”

Jung Myeong looked directly at On Yang-ja.

And asked straightforwardly.

“So, where do you think they’re coming from?”

On Yang-ja shrugged his shoulders as he answered.

“Well…”

The answer he gave was quite serious.

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