The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 203
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Chapter 203: I’m Taking You Alive
Following Tae-ju’s orders, the warriors of the Dang Clan moved swiftly.
The heads and core figures of the Mo-yong and Hwangbo clans had their pressure points sealed, were tightly bound, and imprisoned in the Prison of the Mind.
Although the Mountain Valley Poison was severe, its toxicity would weaken enough over time to allow body movement, but their internal energy would never return.
It had the same effect as destroying their danjeon.
They would become ordinary people who had never learned martial arts.
The ronin who had sold themselves for money were expelled.
This was showing them mercy, all things considered.
They begged desperately to have the poison detoxified, but he absolutely refused to help them.
Meanwhile.
“Young Master!”
“Yes, what is it?”
“The clan head has awakened.”
“Ah, I’ll go see him.”
At that moment.
In the bedchamber where Dang Cheol-hwi had been battling his illness.
As soon as he awakened, he heard from his son and young clan head Dang Yeong-chan about everything that had happened.
“I see, I understand. You may go now. You must have much to do.”
After Dang Yeong-chan left, Dang Cheol-hwi fell into thought for a moment.
Honestly, he had thought it was a dream.
A panoramic vision seen just before death, that is.
He had met his father, looking exactly as he had in childhood.
But it hadn’t been a dream.
‘In any case, it seems I’ve overcome the qi deviation.’
He raised his body.
It felt light.
He could probably run right now if he wanted.
He tried circulating his true qi as well.
The Honweonmusangdokryeongong that only direct descendants of the Dang Clan who had mastered the Five Elements Divine Art could learn.
“Hehe.”
Originally, it had been at the 8th level.
But now it had jumped to the 9th level.
‘How on earth…’
It was already amazing that his blood vessels and danjeon, damaged by qi deviation, had been completely healed, but his realm had even increased.
Was such a thing possible?
Even Shaolin’s Daehwan Dan or Mudang’s Taecheong Dan couldn’t accomplish this.
Qi deviation wasn’t an illness that could be cured with elixirs.
As he was lost in such thoughts.
Creak.
A young man opened the door and entered.
‘Ah, Father.’
He didn’t say it aloud.
This was someone who had severed worldly ties and ascended to immortality.
He had told him not to call him father, so he must not go against his wishes.
“…Welcome, Young Master. I am deeply indebted to your great kindness.”
A situation where he couldn’t call his father ‘father.’
“Are you alright? Have you fully recovered?”
“Yes, I’ve fully recovered. Moreover, my poison arts have also advanced in level.”
“Oh! That’s something to celebrate. So Honweonmusangdokryeongong is at the 9th level?”
“…I am deeply grateful that you bestowed such fortune upon me.”
Tae-ju was genuinely happy.
But being happy was one thing, and knowing what needed to be known was another.
“But how did that happen? Honweonmusangdokryeongong isn’t such an unstable technique that mere circulation would cause qi deviation.”
That’s right.
No matter how much he had overexerted himself, qi deviation?
“Sigh, I’ll tell you everything. The truth is, there was a villain.”
“…A villain?”
“Namgung Hun, the supreme elder of the Namgung Clan. That bastard.”
What?
That son of a bitch.
“That day too, I was practicing Honweonmusangdokryeongong as usual…”
Dang Cheol-hwi’s testimony went like this.
A surprise attack during qi circulation—something a righteous faction warrior should never do.
Afraid of being discovered if he used a sword, Namgung Hun had used ordinary palm techniques.
Moreover.
“He stole the treasure robe, the Absolute Robe, that Father left behind when he ascended.”
Even theft.
“The Absolute Robe was definitely his main objective. As soon as I collapsed, he stripped off the robe I was wearing and disappeared.”
“…”
A subtle light of anger rose on Tae-ju’s face.
The supreme elder of the Namgung Family had ambushed during qi circulation and stolen a treasure?
‘You alone, I will not let live.’
He had tried not to kill anyone since coming to Gangho.
Because he was an outsider.
That’s why he had only restricted Mo-yong Cheong and Hwangbo Jang-ung without killing them.
But Namgung Hun—this bastard was different.
Tae-ju also had vivid memories of that man.
In the past, when they had joined forces to subjugate the Demonic Cult, how many elixirs had he fed to Namgung Hun?
Because he had needed a master to fight alongside him.
Despite all that, he had never heard a single word of gratitude.
He had only sent looks filled with jealousy.
A man whose nature was selfish and petty.
Letting that bastard live had been Danggumak’s mistake.
He would set things right before leaving Gangho.
‘Let’s hurry as much as possible.’
He was gradually feeling it.
The feeling of Gangho pushing him away.
Was this how the Immortals had felt?
He too was an immortal with enough power to twist the laws of the world. Therefore, while not immediately, he couldn’t stay here for long.
He also conveyed his intentions to Dang Cheol-hwi.
“Now that the clan head has recovered, I think I should take my leave.”
“What? Wh-when are you planning to leave?”
“Right now.”
“Co-couldn’t you stay just a few more days?”
“I’d like to, but I’m busy.”
“Ah!”
Dang Cheol-hwi looked dejected and sullen, as if acting spoiled.
He should at least say his final farewells before leaving.
* * *
A summons for the entire Dang Clan was issued to the training ground.
All members of the Dang Clan had gathered without exception.
Tae-ju and Dang Cheol-hwi appeared side by side.
It was truly a moving moment.
The elders’ eyes reddened, and young warriors including Dang Yeong-chan and Dang Yeong-ryeong openly shed tears.
Just moments ago it had been a desperate situation… even the word miracle wasn’t enough.
Dang Cheol-hwi stepped forward.
Then, toward the members of the Dang Clan.
“Regrettably, we must see the young master off.”
Then.
“What?”
“No, you can’t. Just a little longer.”
“We haven’t even properly hosted you yet.”
“If you leave like this…”
Everyone expressed their regret, but.
“Enough!”
Dang Cheol-hwi shouted in a powerful voice, his martial arts fully recovered.
“The decision has already been made. Do not disturb the young master’s heart as he departs.”
Tae-ju also came forward and spoke.
“I wish we had more permitted time, but there isn’t much leisure. So…”
Time for final farewells.
“Never forget, everyone. The Sichuan Dang Clan is a family that has produced an Immortal.”
Swish swish swish swish!
Hidden weapons poured out from the Infinite Space.
“Never forget chivalry, help the pitiful and weak…”
Clatter clatter clatter!
Hidden weapons shining with silver energy.
“I hope you stand tall forever as a prestigious family of Gangho.”
Whistle whistle whistle!
Silver flower petals fell from the sky.
Manceon Hwau falling on the training ground.
It wasn’t threatening.
There was no killing intent at all.
Rather, it was a warm and harmonious energy.
Sacred immortal energy mixed with Toxic Spirit.
A rain of immortal energy fell.
Tens of thousands of light clusters moved around the Dang Clan members as if dancing, as if alive.
Shaaaaa!
The training ground filled with light.
Each hidden weapon emitted mysterious energy.
They penetrated people’s bodies and gently caressed their blood vessels and danjeon.
Manceon Hwau was a terrifying mass destruction martial art.
But the Manceon Hwau they were seeing now was a mysterious technique that seemed to show the harmony of all things.
That wasn’t all.
The Willow Leaf Flying Blade flew through the air in a single flash.
Blood butterflies fluttered gently, while pear blossom needles and iron rings performed flying waterfall technique in front.
Various hidden weapon techniques of the Dang Clan were unfolding like a movie using the sky as a screen.
Ahhh!
The Immortal is bestowing teachings.
Dang Cheol-hwi was the first to fall into a state of selflessness.
Next were the elders, then young clan leader Dang Yeong-chan and Dang Yeong-ryeong, direct lineage warriors…
Though the degree would differ according to their martial arts level, anyway, the people in the training ground were half-opening their eyes while receiving the enlightenment Tae-ju was giving.
Time passed.
People came to their senses.
But Tae-ju had already disappeared.
* * *
The Namgung Family is still the most powerful family in Gangho.
Not only in martial power but also in wealth and connections.
The Namgung Family’s businesses existing throughout Gangho.
Land and farms, various handicraft workshops, banks that issue promissory notes, large merchant groups, escort agencies that transport goods…
The ruler of that Namgung Family was Imperial Divine Sword Namgung Hun.
He was one of the highest authorities in the Gangho Murim.
But Namgung Hun was actually a person filled with inferiority complex.
The target was none other than Jeoldaedokma Danggumak, the greatest master of Gangho who repelled the Demonic Cult’s rampage and killed Cheonma single-handedly.
Martial arts aside.
He could fully accept the fact that he was strong.
He himself was no less capable.
But ascension to immortality?
Even the true masters of Daoism couldn’t dare attempt ascension.
But that poison demon bastard who killed so many people using poison and hidden weapons became an Immortal?
He absolutely couldn’t accept it.
Even if he did ascend, that guy was a fake Immortal.
Wasn’t a true Immortal supposed to be one who rides a sword with noble and dignified bearing?
In other words, a Swordsman.
A realm that anyone who uses a sword wants to reach.
The image of a true Immortal that Namgung Hun desperately desired.
Of course, he already knew that a Swordsman existed.
Swordsman Dongbin had often appeared in old tales and legends of Gangho.
Namgung Hun wanted to become the next generation Swordsman.
He wanted to ascend to the Immortal Realm and receive praise from that person.
‘Swordsman…’
Meeting him.
Just imagining it made his heart swell.
‘Please wait. This junior will come soon.’
Riding swords together.
Discussing swordsmanship with each other and filling in lacking parts.
The Swordsman would never acknowledge Danggumak who used petty tricks like poison and hidden weapons.
Could that poison demon bastard even dine at the same table as the Swordsman?
He was probably being ostracized like a bug in the Immortal Realm.
So Imperial Divine Sword Namgung Hun also decided to ascend.
If Danggumak, that bastard, could do it, why couldn’t he?
He would definitely ascend.
Establish himself as a successor to Swordsman Dongbin.
The beginning of ascension work.
Creating the root of immortal energy, immortal roots.
First, he secretly visited the Dang Clan and stole the red robe, an Immortal’s treasure imbued with dense immortal energy that Danggumak had left behind.
The regrettable thing was the fact that Dang Cheol-hwi, who he thought was completely dead, was lying there with qi deviation.
Though he would never wake up, as a precaution he ordered the Namgung Family and Five Great Clans to annihilate the Sichuan Dang Clan.
No evidence would remain either.
Second, he came to Hwangsan.
Hwangsan was famous as a mountain of Immortals.
Training in Hwangsan, known for its spiritual energy, would be far more beneficial than the bustling city center.
At the highest peak of Hwangsan, Namgung Hun entered deep meditation wearing red robes filled with immortal energy.
One day passed, then two days, a month, two months… cultivation requires patience.
Would accepting immortal energy be an easy task?
But then?
“Meooooow!”
A cry broke the serene cultivation atmosphere.
“Damn it!”
Namgung Hun opened his eyes.
There he saw a single cat.
What kind of lowly beast was doing at the top of Hwangsan?
But then?
“Ho!”
Namgung Hun’s eyes sparkled with light.
This was no ordinary beast.
Moreover, the aura emanating from it.
‘…Immortal energy?’
He was certain.
That cat’s aura felt exactly the same as the immortal energy from the robes he was wearing.
‘I must capture it.’
The Heavenly Deities must have sent him a spiritual creature possessing immortal energy.
‘If I extract that creature’s inner core and consume it?’
I might ascend to immortality.
Shing.
His sword was slowly drawn.
The Emperor Sword Form that only the head of the Namgung Family could learn.
A type of spatial sword technique.
It could dominate and suppress any target that entered the sword’s domain.
“Quietly hand over your inner core. That is your destiny.”
However.
“Kyaak!”
The spiritual creature instantly grew larger and attacked with terrifying claws.
Clang!
Namgung Hun leisurely raised his sword to block.
“Oho!”
This was quite a strong creature among spiritual beasts.
“Not bad. But don’t resist. I’ll show you mercy and end this without pain.”
Right at that moment!
Swoosh!
“Hm?”
A young man appeared on the peak of Hwangsan.
“You are…”
“You thieving bastard, not only did you steal the robes, but now you want to extract our Ilbaek’s inner core too?”
It was Tae-ju.
Through his soul connection with Danggumak, he knew Namgung Hun’s identity better than anyone.
The conditions for activating the Pursuit Department were more than met.
Namgung Hun’s eyes widened.
Was he seeing things wrong?
The face of the young man standing before him…
“Da, Danggumak?”
“No, you bastard!”
Swoooooosh!
Tens of thousands of hidden weapons soared up to Hwangsan’s peak.
Namgung Hun looked up to witness the cloud of hidden weapons.
No way!
“Ma, Manceon Hwau, I knew it! You didn’t ascend to immortality. You underwent rejuvenation.”
“Hah, think whatever you want, you son of a bitch! Instead of repaying the kindness you received! You ambushed the Dang Clan’s head and stole treasures?”
“…Where did you hear such lies! What do you take me for?”
How ridiculous.
Who’s the one lying right now?
Tae-ju had no intention of dragging this out.
If there had been even a slight doubt, he could have confirmed it through conversation, but the Magistrate’s ring’s reaction, the robes he was wearing – his guilt was clear.
“You die here today.”
Namgung Hun gripped his sword.
Manceon Hwau was impressive, but the Emperor Sword Form was no pushover either.
He had even gained enlightenment recently.
The supreme sword that dominates space.
Those mere hidden weapons?
Let’s see about that.
“Repent deeply when you go to hell!”
“Hehehe, let’s go together. The karma you’ve accumulated is no small matter either…”
That’s when it happened.
Ziiing!
Suddenly, a door opened at Hwangsan’s peak.
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
A Jeoseungsaja emerged through the door.
It was the same Jeoseungsaja he had seen at the Dang Clan.
“Ta, Kim Tae-ju?”
“Why are you here again…”
“There’s someone who’s about to die, so I came to take him.”
“Ah!”
I know who’s about to die.
Namgung Hun was also greatly shocked.
Because he could see the Jeoseungsaja.
Wearing a black official hat and robe, with a white face and red lips – exactly like the Jeoseungsaja described in common tales.
‘Why can I see him?’
He had heard that you can see Jeoseungsaja when your time to die comes.
‘Then could it be?’
The stunned Namgung Hun paid no attention.
The Jeoseungsaja spoke to Tae-ju with a bright expression.
“So you were here! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
“For me?”
“Perfect timing. Please hurry to Hwangcheon-gye.”
“Right now?”
“Yama King has given orders to the Saja. Bring the hero quickly, he said.”
“Why…”
“The Immortals are protesting at Eophwagung and causing chaos. They’re demanding we open the door to the Human Realm, saying they want to meet Kim Tae-ju.”
“…”
It seems the rumors have already spread everywhere.
But would Yama King willingly open the door?
Knowing full well what kind of people the Immortals are.
It’s obvious that the entire Human Realm would be in an uproar.
“Please wait just a moment. Let me kill this bastard first.”
“Ah, he’s going to die soon anyway. Look at the Book of Life and Death. Isn’t the character for death written in bold?”
“…You’re right.”
“This bastard is going to die anyway. Is there really a need for you to dirty your hands, Great Hero? It’s not good to keep touching filthy things.”
The Jeoseungsaja tried to dissuade him, but.
“Still, if I leave him here, I don’t know what he might do. It’ll only take a moment.”
“I understand your concern. I’ll take this bastard to Hwangcheon myself. Alive! Whether he dies here or dies in Hell, it’s all the same, isn’t it?”
Tae-ju pondered for a moment.
His original purpose was to go to the Immortal Realm, after all.
“Alright. I’ll go. I just need to pass through this door, right?”
“Yes!”
Putting the hidden weapons back into the Infinite Space.
Tae-ju turned his head and said.
“Ilbaek!”
“Meow?”
“Let’s go.”
“Meow!”
Ilbaek leaped into Tae-ju’s arms.
And crossed through the door leading to Hwangcheon.
The Jeoseungsaja, confirming that Tae-ju had left, glared at Namgung Hun.
“You, come here!”
“…How dare a mere Jeoseungsaja!”
“What are you saying? You weakling.”
Grab!
“Ugh!”
He seized Namgung Hun by the hair.
He tried to resist, but the qi in his body wouldn’t move.
“No, this can’t be!”
What on earth is the meaning of this?
Why suddenly a Jeoseungsaja?
And calling Danggumak the Great Hero Tae-ju?
Namgung Hun had no way of knowing.
“Don’t worry. Your fate will be decided in Hell.”
The Jeoseungsaja also dragged Namgung Hun alive through the door to Hwangcheon.
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