Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 19
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Chapter 19
Donghwa Guild.
Though the name contained the character for copper ,
it wasn’t just another common guild in Hangzhou.
The guild master was actually a supreme expert!
It was one of the places backed by the Golden Tiger Gang, a massive force in Hangzhou.
The fact that the name Donghwa Guild itself was derived from the Golden Tiger Gang
was something every resident of Hangzhou knew.
It was one of the forces that held considerable sway in Hangzhou.
A squad leader-level member of that force was setting foot in Jung Myeong’s Medical Clinic.
Jung Myeong had already detected them long ago, but
thinking they had even silenced their breathing,
half of them split off.
“This is the place?”
“That’s correct.”
“Good. Let’s go in.”
Half remained outside the bedroom to stand guard,
while half entered the bedroom and
“!!!”
Thunk-!
They immediately plunged their sword into the bed.
“He’s not here!”
“What!?”
“There’s no one here! Look at this!”
Swoosh-
When they pulled back the blanket, only an empty space remained on the bed.
Squad leader Chang Hwa-geom Lee So-seon and his squad members fell into confusion.
“He’s not here!? There was no report of him going outside, was there?”
“That’s right. They said only one working old man went out.”
“Then what’s going on!?”
“Maybe he’s making herbal decoctions?”
“Medicine…? He sells medicine here?”
“From what I heard, isn’t he someone who makes and sells medicine!”
“Ah!”
The situation was handled by a squad member.
Though the squad leader here calls himself Chang Hwa-geom,
when he’s not around, he’s called Chang-gyeon.
It’s because his personality is dog-like and his head is stupid.
The one assigned to assist him was Du Sam, the squad member now handling the situation.
“So what do we do, Du Sam? Do we go further in like this?”
“We have to go.”
“Haven’t we already been discovered?”
“If we’ve been discovered, so what? The Vice Guild Master clearly told us to inflict injuries and come back.”
“Damn it. Seeing how it didn’t work in one shot, I have a bad feeling.”
“If we go back like this, we’re the ones who’ll get turned upside down.”
“Got it. Let’s go. Go.”
Du Sam. The smartest one among the squad members.
As the deputy squad leader, he made the choice in place of Chang-gyeon.
It wasn’t strange.
In the lower levels of martial arts, ignorant stubbornness is sometimes more important than brains.
There are occasionally stupid guys like Chang Hwa-geom.
Even more so in Hangzhou, which is Evil Sects territory.
‘What damn it… Sigh. How am I supposed to make a living with a squad leader like this.’
Du Sam was inwardly displeased with this, but
with his actual skill being third-rate, he had no other options.
“What are you doing?”
“Pardon?”
“You need to guide me. Which way should we go?”
“No, we heard where it was together… Sigh. Understood. Let’s go. Come on, you bastards.”
“Yes!”
Du Sam took the lead. The squad members followed behind him.
“Hey guys, let’s go… Huh!?”
“What’s wrong with these guys?!”
Those who came outside.
They were thrown into panic at the sight before their eyes.
“Get a grip!”
“Wh-what the hell is this…!?”
All six who had been outside were collapsed.
With foam at their mouths.
They had been hit by something.
“P-poison!”
“Poison!? When and where!?”
“That’s…”
From the looks of it, it was poisoning.
They needed to figure out what they had been poisoned with.
They started examining from the chest area, but
‘No traces?’
There were no traces of being attacked by anything.
Poison.
It was harder to handle than expected.
They say it’s over once you poison someone.
But that poisoning is no ordinary matter.
Whether you hit them. Feed it to them. Throw it at their mucous membranes.
Whatever it is, you have to succeed to barely poison them.
With weak poison, it’s hard to kill someone without even letting them scream like this.
Normally, traces would remain.
But there were no traces.
“Where on earth is it…?”
To counter poison, he had to figure out the Poison Art technique used for the poisoning.
You need to know something to either block it or not, right?
Chest. Head. Forearms. Both legs.
Du Sam’s eyes, which had been examining here and there, stopped at one place.
“Huh? There’s a trace here on the ankle…!? Found it… Kek!”
Swoosh—
The moment he found the trace of poisoning.
He felt something sharp graze past his ankle.
“Ankle… What!?”
“…Poison!”
Thud—
Vice-leader Du Sam collapsed.
While poisoned.
* * *
It was Du Sam who had been in charge of the brains.
When that Du Sam collapsed, the confusion grew even greater.
“Ugh!”
Thud.
In the meantime, one more person.
Got hit again.
“What the hell!?”
Where on earth was it?
Even searching all around, the enemy was nowhere to be seen.
Already six out of eleven had been hit.
Thud—
Seven.
Thud!
Eight.
Only then did Chang Hwa-geom realize.
If it wasn’t all around or above, then it was one thing.
Below.
“It’s the ground!”
He hastily gathered his energy and stomped his foot.
Energy Release, the basic principle of the Spear Flower Sword he had learned!
He put that principle that had brought his dim-witted self to first-rate into his foot.
And unleashed it.
Rumble rumble rumble—
The ground below, receiving the power of Energy Release, resonated.
Boom! Crash!
Explosions erupted from various places.
Whoosh!
Dirt scattered.
“You bastard!”
Chang Hwa-geom saw the spreading dirt and had an intuition.
He was right.
It was underground!
Since the ground was hollow, this much earth burst out.
Jung Myeong, using Earth Movement Technique, was definitely moving through underground, applying poison to opponents’ ankles.
The poisons extracted from the medicinal herbs he had brought!
He had succeeded in realizing this belatedly.
But he needed to know one more thing.
That it was already too late.
* * *
Unlike the frantic situation outside, Jung Myeong was calm.
‘Three left.’
Jung Myeong calmly counted the remaining numbers.
One first-rate. Two third-rate scoundrels.
I had cut the enemy’s forces in half.
‘I’ve been lucky up to this point.’
I had properly used the art of surprise attacks to gain an advantage.
I was satisfied.
My medical clinic.
The various tunnels I had dug beneath it just in case.
Who would have thought that the tunnels I had prepared to store special medicinal herbs underground would serve such a role.
‘I didn’t make them knowing I’d use them like this though.’
Anyway. It was true that my preparations had paid off.
The problem was what came next.
I had luckily avoided the Energy Release they had launched.
Chang Hwa-geom who could launch additional Energy Releases.
Myself underground.
It was obvious who had the advantageous position.
Chang Hwa-geom!
‘Here, I need to change my approach.’
I had to go outside.
The problem was that I couldn’t just go out carelessly.
Even when going out.
I had to gain an advantage even in the moment of going out.
If I carelessly went out, the one who would suffer losses
could be Jung Myeong himself.
If I suffered losses here, the advantage I had worked hard to gain would disappear.
So.
‘Let’s do it one more time.’
Puuuuk- Puuk-
Jung Myeong who was underground.
He deliberately thrust his hand up through the ground above.
“Over there!”
“Where!?”
“Over there, a hand from underground!”
“Huh!?”
“He’s trying to come out. Boss!”
“I’m going!”
His hand clawed its way up through the earth.
Then came the reaction!
Kwaang! Kwang! Kwaang!
Chang Hwa-geom mercilessly launched Energy Releases.
Thinking he had properly targeted me,
Puuuuk-
He even drew his sword and ruthlessly stabbed it downward.
A sword was a sword.
Even one hit would be a fatal wound.
Chang Hwa-geom wasn’t concerned about damaging his sword and was trying to gain an advantage in one stroke.
Something an Orthodox Sect martial artist who treasured their weapon would never do.
But Chang Hwa-geom had no hesitation.
“Nothing! Damn it!”
It was a bold move.
However, he achieved no results.
His sword caught nothing.
It was a failure.
“Kek!”
“Kuk!”
The price of Chang Hwa-geom’s failure.
This was paid by his remaining subordinates instead.
“Hey, what’s this!?”
Chiiiik-
Instead of an answer, what could be heard was the sound of something melting.
Kuuung. Kung.
The sound of consecutive collapses followed.
“Huh!?”
Chang Hwa-geom pulled out the sword he had thrust into the ground and quickly turned around.
In his view, he saw his subordinates writhing in pain as their chests melted away.
“Poison!?”
He hadn’t said it wanting an answer.
It was instinctive situational assessment.
However, this time an answer came back.
“To be precise, it’s acidic poison.”
“You!”
The answer came from behind.
Huuuung-
Chang Hwa-geom turned his body and swung his sword.
But.
Again, it caught nothing.
“Huh!?”
He definitely heard it right behind him.
But when he turned around, the voice was far away.
“Farther than you thought?”
“How!?”
Whoooosh-
Instead of an answer, something flew at him.
Something sharp and thin.
‘Acupuncture needles!?’
Yes. They were acupuncture needles!
The kind doctors use!
Clang. Claaang. Clang.
He immediately swung his sword to deflect them.
‘This bastard uses poison.’
He couldn’t let even one hit him.
The moment those needles struck, he’d be poisoned.
They would take his life in an instant.
Just like the other team members.
The opponent knew this too.
Already smiling as if he’d won, he continued throwing needles.
Dozens in an instant.
Then dozens more.
‘How does he have so much poison!? Could he be from the Sichuan Tang Family?’
How did this bastard manage to coat so many needles with poison?
There were far too many needles.
But he couldn’t let himself get hit.
He didn’t want to die!
Whoooong- Whoong-
Claaang! Clang!
He swung his sword with all his might to block them.
Like creating a sword screen.
Continuously.
“Huff… Huk…”
Deflecting hundreds of needles.
Even for a first-rate master, this was no easy task.
Perhaps from overexertion.
Chang Hwa-geom’s breathing quickly became labored.
His internal energy was almost completely depleted.
His strength was weakening.
Pooook-
“Kuh…”
Finally.
He ended up allowing a needle through.
‘Damn! Am I going to die from poisoning now…’
Wandering as an Evil Sect martial artist, he never thought he’d die well.
But he never imagined he’d die so futilely from poison.
Dying from poisoning was shameful even for an Evil Sect member…
But then.
“…Huh!?”
“What? Does it sting?”
Nothing.
No reaction to poisoning!
He’d been tricked!
There was no way all those needles could be coated with poison from the start.
Unless he was a Tang Family martial artist, there couldn’t be that much poison.
Seeing his poisoned teammates, he’d been completely fooled.
He’d fallen for the bastard’s scheme.
Whoooosh-!
Realizing he’d been deceived, Chang Hwa-geom’s rage flared up.
“…You bastard!”
Chang Hwa-geom ran with all his remaining strength.
‘He’s just someone who knows how to throw hidden weapons. If I can land even one strike… I’ll win! He must have chosen this method because close combat is disadvantageous for him!’
Please. Somehow.
To land a blow on his opponent, Chang Hwa-geom exerted superhuman strength.
Pook- Puk- Pook-
He ignored the needles piercing his body.
It was painful and agonizing.
But as long as they weren’t poisoned, he could endure it.
This much pain, once he achieved victory… Then…
‘I can win… Huh…?’
Kuuung-
His legs could go no further.
His knees buckled involuntarily.
Chang Hwa-geom belatedly realized his vision was spinning.
“…Po, poison…?”
“This time you’re correct.”
Thwack—
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