The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 10

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 10

 

 

 

“Will those guys be able to hold out during the time it takes us to get there?”

“We need to tell them to build their defensive formations to the maximum. So they can hold out somehow.”

“They might move to a different region instead of staying here. Or they could go into hiding.”

“Why do you think that?”

“If they faced Yahon Ma, they would know that our Eight Commanders of Green Forest stepped in. Then naturally, they’d also realize that the Green Forest Alliance has made a move. So they could hide until things quiet down or move to another region.”

“Since it’s giving me a headache, let’s stop speculating and wait. We’ll know when we see for ourselves.”

 

Everyone nodded their heads.

 

 

 

An emergency order was declared to all mountain strongholds in the Southern Sea region, with instructions to build defensive formations to maximum capacity.

The strongholds mobilized everything available according to the command to create defensive walls.

They set traps on the paths leading up to the strongholds and hired Formation Masters to deploy formations as well.

They also planted watchers in various locations to monitor the situation.

After completing all these preparations and waiting.

No matter how long they waited, no one appeared.

While the bandits were anxiously waiting like this, Jeok Wigang was caught by his mother.

 

“What on earth were you doing running around that made your clothes end up like this!”

 

He had forgotten to throw away the clothes torn in battle with Yahon Ma and got caught by his mother.

 

“Well, that is… I was training…”

“No, what kind of training did you do while wearing such expensive clothes! And this! These are clearly marks from being torn by something sharp!”

 

Jeok Wigang, who had driven the bandits of the Southern Sea into terror, was being severely scolded by his mother.

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s apology, his mother approached and examined his body.

 

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“No.”

 

Smack-!

 

Mother hit his back hard.

It didn’t hurt, but he pretended it did.

 

“Ow!”

“Oh my! Do you know how shocked I was when I saw these clothes, thinking you might be hurt? It’s fortunate nothing serious happened!”

 

Jeok Wigang found his mother’s nagging, which was entirely filled with concern for him, so pleasant to hear.

Without realizing it, a smile formed on his lips.

 

“Are you smiling? Is this something to smile about right now?”

 

Jeok Wigang quickly managed his expression.

 

“I’m sorry, Mother.”

“Promise me! That you won’t do such dangerous training that ruins your clothes like this anymore.”

“Yes. I promise.”

 

As he was bowing his head deeply, a warm energy enveloped his body.

It was his mother’s embrace.

 

“You are more precious to me than anyone else. So you must always be careful and careful again. Do you understand?”

“Yes… Mother. I won’t worry you anymore.”

“That’s right. My good son.”

 

Jeok Wigang thought he should stay home for a while since his mother would be watching him with eagle eyes.

Most of all, he absolutely didn’t want to do anything that would make his mother worry.

 

 

 

“Young Master. Where on earth did you go?”

 

It didn’t end with his mother.

 

“Huh?”

“I heard from Madam. That Young Master trained so intensely that your clothes were ruined. And that they had marks of being torn by something sharp.”

 

Jeok Wigang shook his head at Taecheon’s appearance as he spoke while looking at him with frightening eyes.

 

“Sorry. I guess I was unknowingly too greedy.”

“From now on, I will absolutely never leave Young Master’s side.”

 

Taecheon made his vow with a determined expression.

Now Taecheon would watch over him with burning eyes.

 

‘I won’t be able to go out for a while.’

 

Since he had properly completed the Eight Ring Incantation at the end, he was satisfied with that.

Now there shouldn’t be anyone left to nag him, right?

But that wasn’t the case.

His father remained.

The two people who could make the mighty Jeok Wigang nervous.

His mother and father.

Jeok Wigang entered the Family Head’s Room with a tense face.

 

“Father. This is your son, Jeok Wigang.”

 

Father Jeok Rihyeon, who had been handling official business, raised his head to look at Jeok Wigang.

He got up from his seat and slowly approached Jeok Wigang, raising both hands high.

Was he going to hit him?

He squeezed his eyes shut, but once again felt warmth.

 

“You fool. Why are you pushing yourself so hard?”

“Father?”

“Did you want to learn martial arts that badly?”

 

Rather than anger, Father’s eyes held more pity than anything else.

 

“No. That’s not it.”

“I’m sorry. As a father, I didn’t even know my child was struggling like this.”

“No, Father. That’s not it.”

“It’s all this worthless father’s fault.”

 

He would have preferred to be scolded.

This was more torturous.

 

“That’s not it. I was just researching something and accidentally tore my clothes. I didn’t push myself the way you’re thinking. Really.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

 

Only after seeing Jeok Wigang’s clear eyes did Jeok Rihyeon nod and let out a sigh of relief.

 

“Alright. I’ll believe you.”

 

Jeok Wigang smiled brightly.

Jeok Rihyeon also smiled and said,

 

“Sit down. Today, let’s have a conversation, just this father and you. I’ve been so busy with family affairs that I haven’t been able to talk with my son.”

“I understand everything, Father.”

 

Jeok Rihyeon looked at Jeok Wigang with eyes full of affection.

From a young age, he had been a clever child who knew how to take care of himself.

So at some point, it seemed he hadn’t paid much attention to Jeok Wigang.

He felt sorry.

 

“What kind of person does our Wigang want to become?”

 

At Jeok Rihyeon’s question, Jeok Wigang thought carefully before answering.

 

“I want to become someone who punishes evil people.”

 

He looked at Jeok Wigang with surprised eyes.

Then he smiled and asked,

 

“How?”

“I will achieve success and fame to become an official who protects people and punishes evil ones.”

 

Jeok Rihyeon smiled at Jeok Wigang’s words about becoming an official.

He had worried that he might say he would learn martial arts to punish evil, but it was unfounded concern.

 

“Yes. Our Wigang can do it. Of course! You can do it.”

“Yes! I will definitely do it.”

“How will you punish evil people?”

“Evil must be eliminated.”

 

Jeok Rihyeon was startled by Jeok Wigang’s firm answer.

Then he stroked Jeok Wigang’s head with loving eyes and said,

 

“You cannot just kill everyone who is evil.”

“Why not? Isn’t killing evil to do good what brings peace?”

“Among them, there may be those who bear false accusations, and those who became evil against their will. So make just one promise with Father.”

“Please tell me.”

“I’m not saying to protect even irredeemable evil people. However, wouldn’t you give a chance to evil people who seem capable of rehabilitation?”

“A chance?”

“Yes. I would like you to give them a chance to become beings who help the world instead of being evil.”

 

Jeok Wigang pondered.

Then, his younger brothers came to mind.

Beings more evil than anyone else in the world.

But to Jeok Wigang, they were his precious younger brothers, weaker than anyone else in the world.

While they were with him, they never once committed evil acts.

Even now, seeing how they weren’t very active, they seemed to be living quietly.

Jeok Wigang nodded.

 

“I understand, Father.”

“Will you really promise me?”

“Yes! I, Jeok Wigang, will give one chance to evil people who seem capable of rehabilitation, as Father has said.”

“Good. You thought well. But there’s no need to show mercy to demon-like bastards who seem impossible to rehabilitate.”

“Yes!”

 

He had planned to erase all evil in the world, but since he promised Father, he decided to modify that plan.

Then, he should practice rehabilitation too, right?

How should he do it?

How should he set the standards?

Should he try targeting a vicious sect?

For now, let’s think about that slowly.

Anyway, he wouldn’t be able to move for a while due to all the watching eyes.

 

 

 

Unable to leave the house, Jeok Wigang began studying the Nine Ring Incantation while simultaneously pondering how to rehabilitate evil people.

No matter how much he thought about it, there was one most certain method.

The worst pain delivered through overwhelming force.

And he had to instill the fear that they could really die, all at once.

To do that, he would need to control his strength appropriately, and make sure they wouldn’t break no matter how much pain he inflicted.

Among the Three Ring Incantation, there was a healing incantation.

What if he incorporated that into his fists?

Striking and healing simultaneously.

In theory, it could inflict infinite pain.

I also need to create an incantation that makes pain feel more vivid.

There’s plenty to experiment with.

Where should I conduct these experiments?

I really need to go out.

Perhaps because everyone was watching me with burning eyes, opportunities didn’t come easily.

Most of all, Taecheon, who always follows me around, is the problem.

He’s so loyal that he sleeps outside my door and even eats outside my door.

When he goes to the bathroom, he even asks other colleagues to take his place.

Wait, couldn’t I just create another me?

Is that possible?

I dove back into research.

Come to think of it, this was the most necessary incantation.

There will be more situations like this in the future.

I named this incantation Dual Form Clone Technique.

Failure followed failure.

Then I succeeded using the energy of Seven Ring.

This incantation was a Seven Ring-level incantation.

It was a higher-level incantation than I thought.

A clone completely identical to myself was created.

The reason creating a clone was difficult was because there were too many formulas to input.

It had to know how to speak and react to others’ words.

I set its range of activity to within the room and made it spend most time studying.

No one disturbs me while I’m studying.

When I say I need to concentrate, they don’t even bring meals that day.

Since I often spent days immersed in study while eating Fasting Pills, no one would suspect anything.

Now, I need to incorporate the Healing Incantation and the incantation that makes pain sensation more vivid into my fist.

Jeok Wigang dove back into research with a serious expression.

 

 

 

One month later.

I finally created it.

A fist technique that prevents death and unconsciousness even when struck.

While it won’t kill, the bleeding and pain hurt much more than a regular beating.

Controlling the healing energy appropriately was difficult.

If I let too much flow, healing would occur simultaneously with the strike, making the victim think they were just dreaming instead of being hit.

They need to clearly feel they were hit for the fear imprinting effect to be greater.

Jeok Wigang called this Repentance Fist.

When facing multiple opponents, I can use Dual Form Clone Technique.

Indeed, Dual Form Clone Technique had many uses.

The problem is I need to test whether this works.

I obtained information through Milyeong.

I asked them to recommend a vicious Demonic Faction sect.

Preferably one located quite far from home.

The place selected was Mad Sword Gate, a Demonic Faction sect in Gangseoseong Province.

They said it’s a sect where sword-crazed lunatics gather.

They’re vicious bastards who constantly torment other nearby sects to prove their strength.

They were perfect as test subjects.

I decided to hear about the next target through Mad Sword Gate.

I felt slightly sorry for overworking the busy Milyeong.

I put on an Evil Spirit Mask to hide my identity and changed into Night Clothes.

All preparations were complete.

Now I need to first test whether I can fool Taecheon with Clone Technique.

 

“Mind Image Opening, Energy Flow Dispersion, Soul Shadow Response Form, Self Manifestation”

 

As I recited the incantation, an identical phantom emerged from Jeok Wigang’s body like shedding skin.

Standing face to face felt somewhat strange.

 

“Do your job.”

 

When I spoke to the clone, it went to the desk, settled in, and began reading a book.

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