My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 166

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166.

Yang Chang-sun glared fiercely at Baek Chungseok.

“This is not your concern.”

“When the very existence of the Qingcheng Sect is at stake, how can I…!”

“Shut up! How dare someone like you, who pretends to help me in front but stabs me in the back, speak of the Qingcheng Sect! You are expelled! Expelled!”

Expelling an elder, not just a second-generation disciple, was not something the sect leader could decide alone.

Still, mentioning expulsion meant Yang Chang-sun had lost his reason.

Yang Chang-sun’s anger did not stop at Baek Chungseok.

“Why have you two senior masters stepped forward in this matter?”

“Because of how you look right now. Your anger as sect leader will put the Qingcheng Sect in danger.”

“Rather than suffer humiliation from government officials, the Qingcheng Sect will die standing!”

“This matter is not the Qingcheng Sect’s humiliation, but merely the sect leader’s personal grudge.”

“I am the sect leader! Cheongseong is born from me and I am Cheongseong!”

Yang Chang-sun, who had shouted, turned around and disappeared toward the Qingcheng Sect’s main gate.

Watching that sight, Myeong Jangryeon let out a long sigh.

“Haah―! That’s why I opposed that fellow becoming sect leader. That fiery temper of his won’t be fixed even with age.”

“Let’s go see for ourselves. With Seol Mujin and the children of Odaesega having come, it would be troublesome if a fight breaks out immediately.”

On the way to the main gate, they could feel the war clouds gathering over the Qingcheng Sect with their skin.

The faces of disciples greeting them while carrying swords were clearly tense.

Seeing this, Ssangtaesang and Baek Chungseok strengthened their resolve to stop this fight at all costs.

There should be no sacrifice of Qingcheng Sect disciples over the sect leader’s personal matters.

The closer they got to the main gate, the stronger the incense smell became from the incense burning in the censers.

After passing through the mountain gate halfway up the mountain and climbing for quite a while, one could finally enter the Qingcheng Sect.

There was no particular door, just an entrance with pillars erected on both sides.

Upon entering, there was a large open space, and facing this space stood Cheonjeon Hall.

The open space was called Musoya, and a tension that seemed ready to explode at any moment hung over that Musoya.

On one side, the Cheongseng Seventy-Two Stars were lined up in orderly formation, with Yang Chang-sun and Jo Heetae positioned in front of them.

On the opposite side, Seol Mujin and the men and women of three families faced them.

Five elders and twelve family heads were also visible, and about two hundred disciples filled the empty spaces of Musoya.

It was a situation where nearly three hundred people faced four visitors.

Even facing the elite of the Qingcheng Sect with their clearly menacing air, no fear could be seen on Seol Mujin’s face.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked like a visitor who had come to pay respects at a Taoist temple.

Among the three men and women standing shoulder to shoulder with Seol Mujin, Hwangbo Cheonak stepped forward.

“Hwangbo Cheonak, eldest son of the Hwangbo Family Estate, has come to visit the Qingcheng Sect.”

His two hands clasped together respectfully seemed like a request not to show hostility.

However, Yang Chang-sun’s cold expression did not soften.

“The beast who killed my brother and nephew has come of his own accord. How much do you look down on our Qingcheng Sect?”

“How could we look down on the Qingcheng Sect, one of the pillars of Gudaemunpa? If there are misunderstandings, we have hurried here to resolve them.”

Hwangbo Cheonak, who had been a scoundrel of the world, showed the appearance of a young master from a prestigious orthodox sect at this moment.

Seol Mujin whispered to such Hwangbo Cheonak.

“Unfamiliar?”

“I’m getting goosebumps too, so stay quiet.”

Yang Chang-sun spoke.

“Are you saying you did not kill my brother and nephew?”

Seol Mujin answered immediately.

“That’s right.”

“What?”

“I alone killed the sect leader’s brother and nephew. These people are just my companions.”

“Then you’re saying the young masters of the three families have nothing to do with this matter?”

Yang Chang-sun was inwardly pleased with Seol Mujin’s words.

For the Qingcheng Sect as well, making enemies of Odaesega was an uncomfortable matter.

If they could finish by only killing their enemy Seol Mujin, that would be the cleanest solution.

Hwangbo Cheonak was about to say something, but Seol Mujin’s response was quick.

“That’s right. This matter is a problem between just the sect leader and me. So let’s not drag the Qingcheng Sect or Odaesega into this.”

“Nonsense! How can it not be the Qingcheng Sect’s business when you killed the family of the Qingcheng Sect leader!”

“I merely punished your family because they sucked the lifeblood of the people and killed innocent people.”

“Who are you to arbitrarily punish them?”

“A Geumeuiwi deputy commander.”

“Don’t you know about the non-interference between government and martial arts!”

“Is non-interference between government and martial arts written in the law? And were the people your brother and his son killed and tormented martial artists? You’re saying the government shouldn’t intervene even when martial artists torment common people, so is the martial world above His Majesty the Emperor?”

Thump!

When Yang Chang-sun stamped his foot, all of Musoya vibrated faintly.

“You killed my good brother and nephew, and now you try to escape with such sophistry! That’s proof that you look down on our Qingcheng Sect!”

Yang Chang-sun was determined to drag the Qingcheng Sect into this fight.

“That they were not good will be revealed through the government’s investigation. There will be overflowing witnesses and evidence, so there’s no room for doubt.”

“I cannot trust the investigation of the government that killed them! Dangju Jo!”

Jo Heetae, called by Yang Chang-sun, bowed his head.

“Yes!”

“Subdue that bastard immediately!”

Yang Chang-sun judged that there would be nothing good from continuing to exchange words here.

The quick-witted Jo Heetae shouted toward the Cheongseng Seventy-Two Stars.

“Formation!”

Then the Cheongseng Seventy-Two Stars all launched their bodies simultaneously.

Clang! The sight of drawing swords in mid-air was a rare spectacle.

The seventy-two people who cut through the air like flower petals scattering on a spring day instantly surrounded Seol Mujin’s group.

Jegal Jaeryeong shouted.

“Is the Qingcheng Sect really going to attack us?”

“If Odaesega doesn’t want to become enemies with the Qingcheng Sect, you just need to step aside!”

Namgung Hyemin drew her sword and said.

“Our Namgung Family cannot overlook the Qingcheng Sect’s lawlessness!”

“Do you truly intend to die here together with that rude government official?”

Hwangbo Cheonak said.

“Mujin-i and Odaesega will live together and die together!”

Hwangbo Cheonak and Jegal Jaeryeong also drew their swords.

Yang Chang-sun couldn’t help but be inwardly flustered.

He had thought the three would step aside once the fighting actually began.

Considering Odaesega’s position, there was no real benefit in helping Seol Mujin.

But he couldn’t withdraw the Cheongseng Seventy-Two Stars at this point.

“It’s your fault for siding with the lawless government official, so don’t resent Cheongseong!”

Then Seol Mujin opened his mouth.

“The sect leader is a coward.”

It was a low voice, but one that everyone could hear.

“What did you say?”

“How much of a coward must you be to hide behind the Qingcheng Sect and just shout?”

“There are limits to insulting Cheongseong, yet you come to Cheongseong and insult the sect leader!”

“What I killed were the sect leader’s brother and nephew, not Cheongseong disciples. So personal grudges should be settled between individuals. You must be afraid of me?”

It was a provocation strategy.

Yang Chang-sun was not someone who would fall for such a simple scheme.

Of course, it wasn’t that he was afraid of Seol Mujin.

What Yang Chang-sun finds troublesome isn’t Seol Mujin’s martial arts, but his background as a Geumeuiwi commander.

If Yang Chang-sun were to personally kill Seol Mujin, dealing with the consequences wouldn’t be easy.

But if it were the Qingcheng Sect, the situation would be different.

The Qingcheng Sect’s prestige was something even the government could never ignore.

Especially in chaotic times like these, it was natural that the Qingcheng Sect held superiority over Seol Mujin as an individual.

Even if they killed Seol Mujin, the Qingcheng Sect might be scratched but wouldn’t crumble.

That’s why Yang Chang-sun specifically wanted to punish Seol Mujin in the name of the Qingcheng Sect.

“This isn’t my personal matter…!”

Myeong Jangryeon’s voice cut through Yang Chang-sun’s raised voice.

“It is a personal matter.”

All eyes turned to Myeong Jangryeon.

The words of the Qingcheng Sect’s highest elder carried such weight.

“While it’s unfortunate that the sect leader’s family died, that family cannot become the Qingcheng Sect itself.”

“Master Uncle!”

“Do you think it’s right to drag the Qingcheng Sect into family matters? That the sect leader is Cheongseong, and Cheongseong is the sect leader?”

Myeong Jangryeon shook his head and continued.

“Cheongseong can never belong to anyone. In the thousand-year history of the Qingcheng Sect, no individual has ever owned the Qingcheng Sect, and there never will be.”

Yang Chang-sun pointed his finger at Seol Mujin and shouted.

“Are you saying that bastard is right, Master Uncle?”

“Right about what? That Commander Seol killed your brother and nephew? The government will judge whether that’s right or wrong. That you want to avenge your family? How could anyone call that wrong? But using the Qingcheng Sect for the sect leader’s personal revenge is unacceptable.”

“I don’t need Master Uncle’s permission. I am the sect leader of the Qingcheng Sect. I’m the one who raised the Qingcheng Sect from barely hanging onto the tail end of the Gudaemunpa to rival the Huashan Sect!”

“Are you trying to privatize the Qingcheng Sect with that achievement?”

“Master Uncles should stay out of this matter.”

“Who else will you exclude besides us? Are you planning to decide alone, excluding the elders and hall masters here? If that’s not privatizing the Qingcheng Sect, what is?”

“Anyone who doesn’t like my decision can leave the Qingcheng Sect!”

Seol Mujin interjected into their argument.

“How about settling this family dispute after we resolve this matter?”

Myeong Huseong asked Seol Mujin.

“How would you like to resolve this matter, Commander Seol?”

“What solution could there be other than that bastard being punished by the Qingcheng Sect!”

Seol Mujin ignored Yang Chang-sun’s shout and said.

“Since this is an extremely personal matter, wouldn’t it be better to resolve it personally?”

“A personal resolution would be…?”

“The sect leader and I fight one-on-one. Of course, it would be a life-or-death duel.”

“Even if it’s one-on-one, when one person is the Qingcheng Sect leader and the other is a high-ranking government official, can it really be a personal matter?”

“Are you worried there might be disadvantages for the Qingcheng Sect if I happen to die?”

“The position of Geumeuiwi commander is never light. Especially if he’s a retainer who receives the Third Prince’s favor.”

“Are you saying the Qingcheng Sect would harm me even if I killed the sect leader in a fair duel?”

Seol Mujin subtly steered it toward a one-on-one duel between Yang Chang-sun and himself, and Myeong Huseong played along.

“If we held grudges over a fair duel, how could the Qingcheng Sect be called an Orthodox Sect? You needn’t worry about that, Commander.”

“Then the last remaining issue would be the parties’ will. I have no intention of avoiding a duel with the sect leader.”

As Seol Mujin’s words ended, all eyes focused on Yang Chang-sun.

His insides were boiling because things weren’t going his way, when Jo Heetae, who was beside him, whispered.

“That bastard is digging his own grave. How dare he challenge Master Sect Leader.”

Hearing those words, his anger quietly subsided.

If there would be no aftermath after killing Seol Mujin, there was no need to involve the Qingcheng Sect.

Being able to take revenge with his own hands couldn’t be better than this.

Thanks to that thunderbolt fool Seol Mujin, his worries were completely resolved.

“How can I trust your words now?”

“These three people here will serve as witnesses.”

Hwangbo Cheonak whispered to Seol Mujin.

“Don’t underestimate the Qingcheng Sect leader’s martial arts.”

Namgung Hyemin also whispered.

“He doesn’t reach the Ten Greatest Masters Under Heaven, but he’s close to that level.”

Jegal Jaeryeong also whispered.

“There’s a high chance he’s stronger than the Odaesega family heads.”

Seol Mujin answered with an unconcerned expression.

“To be able to fight such a master – what luck.”

“Something that could kill you is never called luck.”

“Then it’s misfortune. For the sect leader.”

Hwangbo Cheonak chuckled and said.

“The most useless thing in the world is worrying about Mujin-i.”

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