My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 149

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149.

Knowing that blocking head-on would do no good, Seol Mujin rolled his body to deflect the palm force.

At the thudding sound, he turned his head to see one of the sitting women flying away covered in blood.

Gungju wore that familiar fishy smile of his.

“Because you dodged, a precious sacrifice has died. What shall we do about this.”

“You bastard!”

Two steel staffs fell again toward Seol Mujin who spat out curses.

Seol Mujin gathered attacks in both arms to block the steel staffs, but had to endure the bone-rattling pain.

The curse “Damn it!” that burst out was due to disappointment in himself.

Without his sword, he was this powerless.

He was disappointed in his own foolishness, only now realizing it without holding a sword.

Seol Mujin quickly grabbed the steel staff that bounced up.

Without a sword, he needed to grasp some other weapon.

Since it was a steel staff like an iron rod, he could think of it as a spear.

The startled monk tried to exert force, but couldn’t match Seol Mujin’s internal energy.

Seol Mujin punched the face of the monk who came along with the steel staff.

Thud!

“Urgh—!”

With a pained scream, the monk with his face smashed flew away.

Seol Mujin blocked the attack falling toward his back and swung the steel staff horizontally.

The monk struck in the side was pushed back two zhang and rolled on the ground.

Seol Mujin let out a long breath and felt his head spinning.

He had inhaled the Bewildering Incense due to failing to control his breathing while deploying martial arts.

Seol Mujin quickly observed the movements of the three women.

As expected, they too were unable to properly deploy their martial arts.

Though Seol Mujin had reduced their number by two, the number sixteen was still burdensome for them.

Whooom—!

Powerful palm force surged toward Seol Mujin.

Seol Mujin deflected the palm force with the steel staff and charged toward Gungju.

If he didn’t end the fight quickly and escape, the three women would die here.

But having a weapon didn’t mean he could subdue Gungju in one stroke.

The steel staff was still an unfamiliar weapon in his hands, and Gungju’s martial arts were no less than those of the Gudaemunpa sect leaders.

Seol Mujin could at best match Gungju evenly, but time was not on Seol Mujin’s side.

Seol Mujin, unable to properly deploy his martial arts due to the Bewildering Incense, was gradually pushed back by Gungju.

“Ah!”

At Jegal Jaeryeong’s short scream, Seol Mujin was startled and turned his head.

He saw Jegal Jaeryeong clutching her side and staggering backward.

“Jaeryeong!”

Seol Mujin wanted to go to her, but Gungju wouldn’t let him.

Gungju’s Great Tree Palm broke through the steel staff and struck Seol Mujin’s shoulder.

Feeling pain as if his shoulder had been dislocated, Seol Mujin staggered back and felt despair.

It was truly an emotion he hadn’t felt in a long time.

He had been too complacent, intoxicated by his own strength.

The lesson that he would never make such a mistake again would only be meaningful if he escaped from here.

“Seol Podoo! Come here!”

Suddenly Dang Choein shouted like that.

If Seol Mujin went to where they were fighting, he would only be subjected to coordinated attacks with no benefit.

Since Dang Choein, who couldn’t be unaware of this, wanted it, she must have some plan.

Having no other option, Seol Mujin flew his body as Dang Choein said.

“Where are you going!”

Gungju, who had gained the upper hand, followed Seol Mujin.

When Seol Mujin, who had pushed aside two monks to either side, came close, Dang Choein spoke.

“Please block the attacks coming at me for just a moment!”

Seol Mujin struck away the two steel staffs attacking Dang Choein.

Meanwhile, Dang Choein extended her arm toward the pursuing Gungju.

“Consider it an honor! To become the first sacrifice of the Mancheonhwawoo!”

Something like a metal cylinder popped out from Dang Choein’s sleeve, and a loud bang rang out.

Seol Mujin saw something shoot from the metal cylinder, but it was too fast to follow with his eyes.

However, what reflected in the sunlight was as beautiful as small glass fragments scattering.

And Gungju, who had been chasing Seol Mujin, stopped abruptly.

Seol Mujin could finally see the fine hidden weapons like small hairs embedded all over Gungju’s body.

“This… what is this…”

Gungju wore an expression of disbelief and staggered backward.

The fight stopped for a moment due to the Mancheonhwawoo shot at Gungju.

Seol Mujin didn’t miss that opportunity.

“Follow me!”

Seol Mujin kicked off the ground and brought down the steel staff toward Gungju’s head.

Gungju reflexively raised his hands, but couldn’t exert proper strength due to being hit by the Mancheonhwawoo’s hidden weapons.

Crack!

The steel staff broke Gungju’s arm and then smashed his head as well.

“Gungju!”

The monks’ cries were already behind Seol Mujin.

Seol Mujin, passing over the slowly falling Gungju, charged forward and swung the steel staff toward the wall.

Crash!

With that one blow, the wall had a hole large enough for a person to pass through.

The cold wind that rushed in helped hold onto his fading consciousness.

Seol Mujin threw his body through the hole in the wall.

Jumping down from a height of about ten zhang wouldn’t cause injury.

The three women jumped down following Seol Mujin.

Seol Mujin, having landed on the ground, charged straight ahead without looking left or right.

Jegal Jaeryeong stayed close behind him, and Dang Choein and Namiran followed.

Seol Mujin asked Jegal Jaeryeong.

“Are you alright?”

“Just bruises!”

“Catch those bastards!”

The monks who jumped down from the third floor raised their voices.

The monks of Podallap Palace blocked Seol Mujin’s path, but couldn’t stop him for even a single moment.

While escaping from Podallap Palace, about a hundred monks had their heads shattered by Seol Mujin’s steel staff.

When they crossed Podallap Palace and arrived at the main gate, it had already become a battlefield.

The Sichuan Dang Clan guards who had come to support them were fighting the monks.

Dang Choein spotted Dang Gongseong and shouted.

“Uncle! Retreat!”

Dang Gongseong, who had killed a monk by throwing a hidden weapon, was delighted.

“You’re safe!”

“We’ll only be safe once we completely escape!”

“We’re safe because the wind is helping us!”

Dang Gongseong shouted toward the Dang Clan guards.

“We’ll use the Wind Poison, so everyone fall back!”

As soon as the Dang Clan guards heard those words, they moved away from the Podallap Palace gate.

Dang Gongseong took out something like a round ball from his chest and threw it toward the ground.

The ball exploded with a bang as soon as it hit the earth, spewing out green smoke.

The smoke rode the wind and rolled into Podallap Palace.

The monks who came into contact with the smoke began coughing and collapsing.

Seol Mujin had never seen poison smoke that showed such immediate effects.

Thanks to the whirlwind poison, the monks could no longer pursue them.

Dang Gongseong asked Dang Choein, who was running alongside him.

“Where is Master Seol?”

“Right behind you!”

Dang Gongseong turned his head, his gaze stopping briefly on Seol Mujin before moving away.

“Where behind me?”

“That beautiful woman!”

Dang Gongseong, who had been making an expression like ‘What is this child talking about?’, was startled.

“This woman is Master Seol?”

Seol Mujin wanted to disappear somewhere immediately.

“Yes, it’s me.”

“My word, how beautiful. Haha!”

The fleeting laughter scattered emptily.

Seol Mujin moved to Jegal Jaeryeong’s side.

“It doesn’t seem like just bruises?”

Every time Jegal Jaeryeong took a step, wrinkles formed between her brows.

“I’m, I’m fine.”

“Let me take a look.”

When Seol Mujin stopped walking, Jegal Jaeryeong said playfully.

“You know you have to take responsibility if you see a woman’s bare skin, right?”

“I have to take responsibility for the treatment.”

Seol Mujin lifted her upper garment to examine Jegal Jaeryeong’s side.

There was a dark bruise, and when Seol Mujin touched it, she let out a short scream.

“It seems like a rib is broken?”

“It’s not broken. Probably just cracked.”

Even just a crack would be agonizingly painful with every movement.

“Get on my back. No, it would be better to carry you.”

“Can you take responsibility? I’m fine with it though.”

Seol Mujin let the joke go in one ear and out the other and carried Jegal Jaeryeong.

When Dang Choein said ‘I think I’m hurt too,’ Namiran added ‘Me too.’

Seol Mujin said to Dang Gongseong.

“We need to get a carriage.”

“Can we shake off Podallap Palace’s pursuit with a carriage?”

“Since the palace master is dead, they’ll be busy dealing with that, so there won’t be any pursuers for a while.”

Dang Gongseong brightened up.

“Oh! Master Seol killed the palace master?”

“It wasn’t me, it was Miss Dang’s achievement.”

“Choein did? If Choein could kill him, the palace master’s martial arts weren’t as great as rumored.”

“Uncle, are you looking down on me?”

“Rather than that… Right?”

“Yes, it was completely beyond my martial arts. Even Master Seol Podoo struggled.”

Hearing that he had struggled, Seol Mujin thought of the Bright White Pure Sword he had left at the inn.

“We need to stop by the inn where we stayed. I left my sword there.”

Dang Gongseong said.

“If it’s a sword, there are plenty at the Sichuan Dang Clan, so let’s just go.”

“It’s a sword I can’t leave behind. I also need to change clothes.”

He couldn’t keep wearing women’s clothing.

Since Seol Mujin insisted that much, they couldn’t refuse to stop.

They needed to get a carriage anyway, so they had to go to some village.

While Seol Mujin went to retrieve the sword he had hidden above the inn’s ceiling, Dang Gongseong obtained a carriage.

It was a large four-horse carriage pulled by four horses.

Fortunately, news of the palace master’s death hadn’t reached the village yet, so they could leave Lapsil without much trouble.

“What? You used Mancheonhwawoo?”

Dang Gongseong’s voice resounded loudly inside the carriage.

“I had no choice.”

“How does that make sense! Why did you bring Mancheonhwawoo in the first place! Don’t you know that Mancheonhwawoo is something that must not leave the Dang Clan’s walls!”

“That doesn’t make sense. If it’s something that shouldn’t cross the clan’s walls, why would they have spent all those years creating Mancheonhwawoo?”

“All decisions are made by my elder brother, the clan head! Is it right for you to bring the family treasure on your own!”

“It’s something that couldn’t have been made without me anyway!”

“Without the techniques the Dang Clan has accumulated over the years, you wouldn’t have dared to make it!”

“Without this Mancheonhwawoo, we would have died at Podallap Palace too! And Cheonwoo as well!”

Seol Mujin couldn’t understand the Sichuan Dang Clan’s behavior.

No divine object could be more important than life, especially the life of the young clan head.

“Don’t you know how dangerous Mancheonhwawoo is!”

“I brought it because I know!”

“If we’re careless, it’s a weapon that could even kill the greatest master under heaven if it falls into someone else’s hands!”

Having heard that much, Seol Mujin spoke.

“It doesn’t have that level of power.”

Dang Gongseong looked bewildered at Seol Mujin’s sudden interruption.

“What did you say?”

“While Mancheonhwawoo is certainly a remarkable hidden weapon launcher, it doesn’t have the power to kill the greatest master under heaven.”

“To say such things when you directly saw it kill the palace master. And Master Seol speaks as if you know who the greatest master under heaven is.”

“I do know.”

“Who is it then?”

“I can’t tell you that, but Mancheonhwawoo probably couldn’t even kill me, let alone the greatest master under heaven.”

Seol Mujin had replayed the memory of when Mancheonhwawoo was fired hundreds of times.

It certainly had the power that the Sichuan Dang Clan would consider their aspiration.

Most martial artists would cross the River of the Underworld without knowing why the moment Mancheonhwawoo was fired.

Just like the Podallap Palace master had.

But if Seol Mujin had a sword in his hand, he was confident he wouldn’t be helplessly defeated like the palace master.

Without knowing about Mancheonhwawoo, he had been seventy percent confident, and now Mancheonhwawoo could never kill him.

“There’s a big difference between watching from the side and experiencing it directly.”

“Dangju hasn’t experienced it directly either, has he?”

“Then I would already be dead.”

“So watching from the side is the most accurate for now. If you don’t believe it, you can test it.”

“You’re saying you’ll take a hit from Mancheonhwawoo?”

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