I Shouldn't Have Joined the Martial Arts Alliance - Chapter 100

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Carelessly entering the Murim Alliance — Chapter 100
“Get out of the way! Move!”
The warriors of Dae Heuk Mun blocked So Seol-ru’s path. She’d anticipated this already.
“Damn it!”
The curse escaped her lips unbidden.
And then.
Shring!
So Seol-ru drew her blade.
“Everyone who stands before me dies!”
After all, wasn’t death the only way forward to Jang Family Manor if she meant to save her brother?
Yet not a single warrior stepped aside willingly.
That was when a middle-aged voice sounded from behind.
“Did I not tell you? As of today, you are to be discarded.”
Then the middle-aged man’s gaze turned toward the head of Dae Heuk Mun.
“What are you waiting for? Give the order at once.”
“Understood. That woman is no longer the deputy head of Dae Heuk Mun — she is a traitor to Dae Heuk Mun! Kill her now!”
The moment the command fell, the warriors of Dae Heuk Mun sprang forward.
“Damn!”
‘I have to save Yu-chan.’
She wanted Yu-chan to live his own life, at least.
She felt as if she might go mad. Tears kept blurring her vision.
‘No. I can’t do this!’
She had to clear her head and break through this siege. But then again—
There were far too many warriors of Dae Heuk Mun gathered here for So Seol-ru to handle alone.
Her teeth clenched involuntarily.
Unless the sky split in two, So Seol-ru had to admit she could not escape this place and save her brother in danger.
She had no choice but to abandon everything.
Thud.
So Seol-ru sank to the floor. Her cold tears spilled across the ground.
“Yu-chan…”
Her brother’s image wavered before her eyes.
“Please…”
It was all she could wish for — that the Master would protect Yu-chan.
Then it happened.
So Seol-ru’s prayer seemed to have reached heaven. That signal shook Dae Heuk Mun.
Crash!
The main gate of Dae Heuk Mun suddenly exploded into fragments. Every eye snapped toward the entrance.
Sa U-rin and Jang Ryeo, the Master of Sa Pa, had appeared.
“Wh— wh— what—”
The warriors of Dae Heuk Mun scrambled backward in terror. And that wasn’t all.
“Th— this—”
So In-hu, the head of Dae Heuk Mun, also staggered back before falling on his rear.
As for the middle-aged man of Cheon Hoon Mun—
“Did it fail…?”
He’d believed that even with Sa Pa’s Master present, his plan could not fail. Honwon-gong’s aura was something even Sa Pa’s Master could not detect.
Moreover, those he’d deployed to Jang Family Manor were no ordinary recruits — they were specially trained elite operatives of Cheon Hoon Mun, comparable to assassins.
“How is this possible…?”
He hadn’t known. He couldn’t have known.
Sa U-rin, too, had mastered Honwon-gong, and Sa U-rin’s Honwon-gong was such that even disciples of Cheon Hoon Mun who had learned Honwon-gong could not detect his aura.
Had it not been for Sa U-rin, Yu-chan, So Seol-ru’s younger brother, would be dead by now.
But unfortunately for the middle-aged man, his plan had come to nothing because of Sa U-rin.
That was not all.
The middle-aged man had to escape this place quickly before Jang Ryeo could act. So he turned to flee—
The middle-aged man spun around and tried to slip away from Dae Heuk Mun in an instant, but two figures appeared behind him, cutting off his path.
Those two men were—
“Y— you are… the Murim Alliance Leader…”
Indeed.
Former Murim Alliance Leader Hyeon-wi and Chu-yeop, who was scratching his head.
“Not the Alliance Leader anymore. I’m just another warrior of the Gangho now. Ha.”
“It must be nice being famous. Brother.”
“Famous? Hardly. If anything, it’s a nuisance.”
“Still, I’d love to try being Murim Alliance Leader once. Hahaha.”
“I won’t stop you. Heh.”
It was his way of saying: if you can manage it, go ahead and try.
The two of them had ridden hard from Hobeok Province and arrived at Jang Family Manor two days ago. The letter—or rather, Jegal Gun-sa’s words—had conveyed that they would die if they didn’t arrive as quickly as possible.
Yes, that was why.
Jegal Gun-sa had wanted to follow the Witch’s lead and see how it played out. So after delivering the full contents of the letter, he’d said this.
―”Want to die? Get out here now!” He said that was written at the very end.
That’s what he told them.
How could they possibly travel at a leisurely pace after hearing that?
But the letter contained no such thing. It had been Jegal Gun-sa’s prank—made while the Witch was absent.
Or rather, perhaps he’d simply wanted to get a sense of just how formidable the Witch’s authority truly was.
That was the reason.
The two men who believed Jegal Gun-sa’s words rode without rest, galloping like madmen, and arrived at Jang Family Manor.
And then the real Witch opened her mouth.
“Want to die? Now? Playing around eating fruit? What are you doing? Why aren’t you capturing him already?”
At that, Chu-yeop scratched his head again.
“Brother, you’re saying to capture him?”
“……Then you’ll have to capture him, won’t you? Will the younger one step forward?”
Then the Witch spoke again.
“Want to die! Both of you together!”
And so.
“Brother, you’re saying to move together?”
“That’s what we’ll do, then.”
At that moment, the middle-aged man of Cheon Hoon Mun drew his sword.
‘Capture him?’
Capture meant not killing gently. In other words, it meant torture—extracting information through pain.
‘That’s absolutely impossible.’
But with his own martial prowess, the middle-aged man could not contend with Hyeon-wi, the Murim Alliance Leader standing before him.
Hyeon-wi had clearly ascended to the Absolute Realm. To the middle-aged man, he was a formidable warrior whose strength he did not dare challenge.
And beyond that, was the man beside Hyeon-wi not stronger than the middle-aged man himself?
And behind them stood the Witch of Sa Pa, whose name needed no introduction.
‘……There’s no choice.’
So the middle-aged man of Cheon Hoon Mun resolved to end his own life. It was a hundred times better than enduring countless tortures.
The middle-aged man brought the sword in his hand to his own neck and cut.
No—he tried to cut.
‘……Damn it…….’
For some reason, no matter how hard he strained, his hand would not obey him.
He frowned and struggled, but to no avail.
So Chu-yeop asked the former Murim Alliance Leader Hyeon-wi.
“Was it you, brother?”
He was asking whether Hyeon-wi had stopped the middle-aged man of Cheon Hoon Mun from taking his own life using Void Sealing.
“……No.”
“Then…….”
It was as he suspected.
“These damned fools!”
It was the Witch. She approached the middle-aged man and spoke again.
“You lot are coming with us to talk.”
Then Hyeon-wi cleared his throat awkwardly, avoiding the Witch’s gaze.
“Ahem, ahem.”
And Chu-yeop scratched his head, evading his lord’s stare.
The Witch, drawing near the middle-aged man, pressed the vital points of the struggling man.
She couldn’t keep his movements frozen with her Void Sealing indefinitely, after all.
But then…….
“……Wait, why isn’t this working?”
Even though she’d pressed the vital points—the spirit seal and the death seal—the flow of his energy remained unchanged.
The Witch had never encountered such an absurd thing before. So she tried again. Yet it was the same.
Faced with something she’d never experienced, the Witch felt a flutter of confusion.
Watching this, Hyeon-wi cleared his throat once more. As if to say, you can’t even do that?
“Ahem. Heh heh, well.”
Chu-yeop covered his mouth. It was the first time he’d ever seen the Master make a mistake, and laughter kept threatening to spill out no matter how hard he tried to suppress it.
That was why the Master of Sa Pa’s composure was in shambles.
“Are those fools…actually trying to get themselves killed?”
No—it was Jang Ryeo who was dying of embarrassment.
Then Sa U-rin approached.
“Mother, allow me to try.”
“…You?”
Even she, the Master of Sa Pa, couldn’t manage it.
“It’s worth a attempt.”
“…Very well. Give it a try.”
So Sa U-rin pressed the pressure points on the middle-aged man’s arm and chest. And immediately, the blood circulation stilled.
Jang Ryeo gasped in surprise.
“That’s…not possible.”
“It’s likely because of the Honwon-gong.”
Jang Ryeo had never mastered Honwon-gong. And Sa U-rin himself was only now discovering this truth.
Only one who had mastered Honwon-gong could manipulate the pressure points of another who had mastered it.
“…I see. Then it won’t work on him next time either?”
“That’s correct.”
“…I understand.”
Jang Ryeo turned her gaze back to Hyeon-wi and Chu-yeop.
“Drag him along.”
“Understood.”
“As you command.”
So Hyeon-wi and Chu-yeop dragged the middle-aged man and departed first for the Jang Family Manor.
Then So Seol-ru, her face drenched in tears, appeared before Jang Ryeo and threw herself into a deep bow.
She thought she was dead. Had she not already surrendered everything?
But in that moment, as if heaven itself had intervened, Sa U-rin and the Master of Sa Pa, Jang Ryeo, appeared.
And in an instant, everything changed. Not only her own fate but also that of her younger brother Yu-chan.
How could she possibly express such gratitude?
So for So Seol-ru, bowing now was nothing. She was prepared to do it a thousand times—no, ten thousand times over.
“I will never forget this debt, even in death.”
“Yes. Your brother is alive, so worry no more. And that gratitude you owe—repay it not to me, but to my son. Do you understand?”
“I do.”
So So Seol-ru rose and approached Sa U-rin. She made to bow before him as well.
Sa U-rin stopped her.
“That’s not necessary for me.”
So Seol-ru’s tear-stained face crumpled.
“No—I want to do this.”
“I don’t like it.”
“But still…”
“I said I don’t like it.”
“…Understood.”
Then Sa U-rin embraced the weeping So Seol-ru.
“Cry all you need to. Cry now. And then—no more tears. Only become stronger. For your brother’s sake.”
“Sob…sob…”
So Seol-ru wept without restraint.
From gratitude.
So grateful, so very grateful.
And in that moment, she made a vow.
That she would give Sa U-rin, who held her so warmly, everything she could offer.
Whether it be her body, her heart, or her life.
Whatever it might be.
Watching from the side, Jang Ryeo clicked her tongue.
“Tsk, tsk. How naive and simple-hearted she is.”
Then Jang Ryeo shifted her position.
She approached So In-hu, the Master of Dae Heuk Mun.
So In-hu, Master of Dae Heuk Mun, didn’t know what to do. So this was the choice he had made.
“I have committed a sin worthy of death. Please, grant me mercy just once!”
“What are you babbling about? You committed a sin worthy of death, yet you ask for life?”
It was nothing but nonsense.
“Do you want to die, or do you want to live?”
“I—I want to live!”
“Then why are you pulling a stunt like this? Are you insane?”
“I have committed a crime worthy of death!”
“What? You want to die?”
“Please—please spare my life!”
The master of Dae Heuk Mun wanted to live, desperately.
“I will do whatever you command!”
“Whatever I tell you to do, you’ll do it?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Good. Then from now on, you swear absolute loyalty to the Jang Family Manor.”
“I swear my life to your service!”
“If I tell you to die, you die. If I tell you to run, you run?”
“Whatever you command, I will obey!”
“And if anyone comes asking about the man we took away just now, you know nothing. Understand?”
“I will remember.”
“And if anything happens involving them, report it to me at once.”
“I will remember.”
“Then, knowing you’ll remember, we’ll take our leave. Mind yourself.”
The master of Dae Heuk Mun prostrated himself deeply.
“Thank you! I will never forget your mercy!”
Jang Ryeo departed from Dae Heuk Mun with her son Sa U-rin and So Seol-ru, who still wept as she leaned against Sa U-rin’s side.

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