Moorim Pochang - Chapter 30

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Episode 30. The Great Confrontation.

“A suspicious man will breach the Murim Alliance’s wall within days, or so I’ve heard.”
The martial artists guarding the main gate of the Murim Alliance paid no heed to Yang Jeong’s words.
“Then where is this man now?”
“He’s vanished.”
“Very well. Be on your way.”
Yang Jeong felt heat rising in his chest as they refused to believe him.
“Please, just trust what I’m telling you—!”
“Enough. If you keep causing a disturbance here, we’ll have you arrested.”
Even the patient martial artists had reached their limit, and a subtle aura of Internal Energy began to seep from them.
‘Like words falling on deaf ears. In one ear and out the other.’
In the end, Yang Jeong had to turn and leave.
But then a thought struck him like lightning—a good one.
‘Wait. Why am I struggling here? When the Alliance Leader and Baek Won-yeong come looking, I can simply slip them a hint.’
His despondent shoulders straightened at once, and he spun back around to glare at the martial artists.
“You fools. Here—have this!”
Yang Jeong opened his palm beneath his fist, then thrust his hand forward toward them.
“You bastard—!”
The enraged martial artists drew their blades in unison.
They’d thought to let him off easy, handsome as he was, but there was no overlooking this.
Whissshhh—
Yet Yang Jeong didn’t even glance back as he unleashed his Body Movement.
As his figure vanished into the distance in an instant, the martial artists’ faces went rigid.
A strikingly handsome young man had appeared in the dead of night and then vanished like a ghost.
Exhale—
“Not bewitched or anything—”
The martial artist staring blankly into the darkness turned to his companion behind him.
“W-what should we do? Captain?”
“What should we do? Just chalk it up to bad luck and move on.”
The Murim Alliance was not a place to be taken lightly by just any suspicious character.
The number of resident martial artists alone exceeded fifteen hundred, and if you counted the servants and laborers, the total surpassed two thousand.
Moreover, with patrols recently intensified, even master-class martial artists could not easily scale the Alliance’s walls.

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Damn—
“Cursed bastards.”
Yang Jeong spat curses as he crossed the Stone Bridge.
Kang Jo watched him with a look of disappointment.
“Why court trouble like that?”
“I thought the martial artists of the Murim Alliance would listen to me.”
Yang Jeong’s slumped shoulders suddenly straightened as his eyes brightened.
“I have an excellent idea. When the Alliance Leader or Baek Won-yeong arrives, I’ll quietly drop them a hint. What do you think of the plan, brother?”
“You’re only thinking of that now?”
At Kang Jo’s reply, Yang Jeong’s bright eyes wavered sharply.
“What? Brother. Were you already thinking of that method?”
“Yes. But the question is whether the Alliance Leader or Baek Won-yeong will come here within the next few days. If they arrive after everything has already happened, keep your mouth shut.”
Tsk—
“Understood, brother.”

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“Brother. Haven’t they arrived yet?”
Yang Jeong came running over from where he’d been repairing the stable.
“Not yet.”
“Please inform me if the Alliance Leader or Baek Won-yeong arrives.”
“Fine, now go back and fix the stables.”
“Understood, brother.”
Yang Jeong turned to leave, and Kang Jo resumed trimming the dried mushrooms.
The supply was running low; he’d need to forage for more in the village soon.
Tap-tap….! Tap-tap…..!
The hammering sounds rang out, then ceased. Yang Jeong reappeared moments later.
“Brother. Have they arrived yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Yes.”
Yang Jeong turned and headed back to continue mending the stables.
Tap-tap…! Tap-tap…!
After some time, the hammering stopped, and Yang Jeong’s face popped through the door again.
“Brother. Still…….”
Kang Jo set down the mushroom he’d been trimming.
Whiiiiii……………………
In that instant, Yang Jeong’s body shot forward like an arrow.
Whiiiiii………
Kang Jo gave chase, unleashing his body movement after him.
“If I catch you, you’re dead.”
“Brother! Please forgive me just this once…..! Brother! I won’t do it again……!”

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Four days had passed, yet neither the Alliance Leader nor Baek Won-yeong had shown themselves.
Yang Jeong stared out toward the forest edge with a face mottled by bruises.
“Why won’t they come, brother?”
“How should I know? Just go fix the stables.”
“I finished that after lunch.”
“Then repair one of the halls.”
Yang Jeong answered in a dispirited tone.
“Brother. At this rate, I think I’ll have to change professions to carpentry.”
But Kang Jo was unmoved.
“Stop complaining and go fix the halls. We need to build a guest room.”
“It’s already growing dark, so I’ll start tomorrow.”
Kang Jo nodded, then jerked his chin toward the kitchen corner.
“Fetch some He Shou Wu from the wine jar.”
The moment those words left his lips, Yang Jeong’s expression brightened completely, as if his melancholy had never existed.
“Only you, brother.”
He opened the wine jar and retrieved the He Shou Wu, placing it on the cutting board.
It was what remained after giving some to Baek Moon-do and Dok-go Yeop.
Kang Jo cut the He Shou Wu into chunks.
“Put the rest back inside.”
Tap..tap…tap….
As he sliced the chunks thin, Yang Jeong began eating them with his bare hands.
“Delicious, brother.”
Kang Jo took a few slices for himself as well.
Then he rinsed rice and set it in the pot to cook.
Ahhh….
“Power is flooding through me, brother.”
Even without Yang Jeong’s words, the surge of strength was palpable.
Yang Jeong bolted outside and seized a large boulder that sat beside the inn.
Grunt..
As he exerted force, the stone tore free from the earth and lifted into the air.
“Look, brother.”
Yang Jeong hoisted and lowered the massive boulder repeatedly.
Kang Jo watched him with an expression full of exasperation.
“If you’ve got energy to spare, go fix those halls!”
That fool had stolen so much Spiritual Medicine that Kang Jo had been forced to break through to his Upper Dantian.
Normally, breaking through the Dantian with Spiritual Medicine was a perilous undertaking.
The Upper Dantian was especially difficult to break through.
Without Master’s guidance, that fool would have twisted himself to death long before piercing it.

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As darkness fell, Yang Jeong began laying out the meal at the table.
Kang Jo scooped rice from the pot and set it before them, then took his seat.
Just as he reached for his chopsticks, Kang Jo started and rose to his feet.
Whoooosh…
A biting wind swept through the forest and surged toward the Murim Alliance.
“The rice is delicious, isn’t it? Wait—what’s wrong?”
Yang Jeong, who had been eating heartily, also stood up.
Without a word, Kang Jo moved toward the crumbling fence and scaled it.
The moment he crossed it, dark silhouettes began to pour in.
Shhhh… shhhh…
Countless shadowy figures moved along the path toward the Murim Alliance, their bodies darting with unnatural speed.
From the grassland beyond the road, more dark shapes erupted upward.
Shriek! Shriek!
Those with eyes rolled back shrieked like beasts, while those whose faces were covered in black tattoos emanated a chilling killing intent.
Kang Jo extended his hand toward the kitchen.
Whoosh!
The Black Sword flew across the distance and landed in his palm.
Yang Jeong had already drawn his blade and fastened it at his waist.
“Something’s very wrong here.”
His face was etched with concern.
Kang Jo watched the unfolding scene with grim eyes.
Five hundred? Six hundred? No—the enemy numbered at least a thousand strong.
After the dark wind swept past, an eerie silence fell.
But the silence lasted only a moment—a man wielding a spear walked down the main road, heading straight for the Murim Alliance.
He stopped before the forest and turned his head.
“I’ll come find you once this is finished.”
Kang Jo nodded.
“Whenever you wish.”

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Those standing watch on the ramparts saw the enemies rushing through the darkness.
They filled the grassland and the road, already pressing right up to the gates of the Murim Alliance.
“Enemies! Enemies are coming!”
As their cries echoed, the dark figures pushed off the ground and flew upward.
Thud! Thud!
Bounding off the wall, they landed atop the ramparts.
But the Murim Alliance’s warriors were no easy prey.
They swung their weapons at those attempting to breach the wall.
Clang! Clang!
The sharp ring of steel against steel rang out, and the dark figures were flung back through the air.
Gasps! Cries!
Yet the enemies were countless.
Those who made it atop the ramparts cut the throats and slashed the chests of the Alliance’s warriors.
They pushed off the ground again, launching their bodies into the Murim Alliance compound.
Screeeech…
The dark silhouettes that had soared into the air split apart in unison.
Blood sprayed from their bodies, raining down like a downpour.
Boom! Crack!
At the same moment, enormous holes were torn through the great front gates of the Murim Alliance.
Crash! Crash!
Splinter! Boom!
Finally, the gates of the Murim Alliance gave way with a deafening roar.
Yet even those who had destroyed the gates did not escape unscathed.
Screeeech…
Their heads rolled across the ground in unison, and severed limbs tumbled across the dirt.
Baek Moon-do emerged through the collapsed entrance gate.
“Come………..!”
His Lion’s Roar shook the Murim Alliance and rippled out into the darkness.
The black-shadowed figures trembled at the sound.
But it was only for a moment.
Screech…! Shriek…..!
Those with eyes rolled back white lunged at him.
Clang-clang-clang…………! Clang-clang…….! Crash……..!
Behind Baek Moon-do, the Murim Alliance’s warriors charged forward and clashed fiercely with the creatures.
Slice……slice…..
Baek Moon-do pressed forward, carving through his enemies’ bodies.
Those with eyes rolled back, even as their limbs were severed and their chests split open, still hurled themselves at him.
But Baek Moon-do showed no sign of alarm.
Slice….slice……thud…
As their heads fell away and great gaping holes opened in their chests, they collapsed at last.
Still advancing and cutting down enemies, Baek Moon-do halted his Body Movement.
A fierce presence emanated from across the way.
A man wielding a spear in one hand stepped out from the darkness and smiled toward him.
“Long time, Moon-do.”
Baek Moon-do could not recognize his face because of the black tattoos covering it.
But the voice—he remembered the voice.
“Bi-ja. Is it really………..you?”
He had sincerely hoped, over and over, that the man his son spoke of was not Jo Bi-ja.
If it were him, his heart would shatter.
“Your perception remains keen as ever.”
Slice…..slice…..
Baek Moon-do raised his voice as he cut through the enemies rushing toward him.
“What brings you to such a place…….?”
“When you face an opponent you cannot defeat no matter how you struggle, submission becomes the only path.”
An opponent one could not defeat no matter how one struggled?
There had been such a man once.
But that man had his head severed by the Great General’s blade.
“The Blood Cult’s master is dead……!”
Kek-kek-kek………….
Jo Bi-ja laughed with an eerie sound.
“You know nothing.”
“What is it that I do not know…….?”
“I have……….faced a god.”
As he spoke, his Body Movement vanished before Baek Moon-do’s eyes.
Baek Moon-do too unleashed his Body Movement and rent the space to his right.
Boom……………crash….!
When spear and sword collided, an Energy Wave erupted in all directions.
Baek Moon-do swept aside the spear and soared into the air with his Body Movement.
At the same instant, the spear came driving down from the heavens toward the earth.
Crack………….!
“Since I came merely to pay respects, I’ll take only half.”

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Kang Jo and Yang Jeong had reached the main road and watched the Murim Alliance from afar.
The distance obscured the details, but they felt the Killing Intent that filled heaven and earth.
“Brother. Flames are rising, are they not?”
Just as Yang Jeong said, bright flames blazed visibly beyond the fortress walls.
“The Murim Alliance has fallen at last.”
Until mere moments before, he would never have imagined the Murim Alliance could be breached so easily.
But seeing the countless black-shadowed figures pouring in, he had changed his mind.
“Should we not go to the Murim Alliance’s aid?”

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