The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 146
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Legend of the Evil Martial God
Chapter 146
If that’s really true, then nothing would work on this bastard.
Suddenly, a chilling thought crossed his mind.
Even if his body became completely mangled from torture, he could heal it and start all over again from the beginning.
It was an absurd thought, but the fact that his arm had been reattached so perfectly showed it was entirely possible.
Right.
You won.
The Blood Red Assassin sighed and hung his head low.
“What do you want….”
At the Blood Red Assassin’s words, Jeok Wigang spoke in a disappointed voice.
“What? You’re telling me already?”
Why is this crazy bastard disappointed and acting up?
“No matter what I do, I can’t escape from your hands. The fact that you reattached my arm so perfectly means you can torture me to your heart’s content and heal me back to normal, right?”
“Oh! Sharp. That’s my specialty, how did you know?”
As expected.
This bastard is disappointed that he can’t torture me.
I won’t let you have your way.
I will tell you everything you want to know.
It’s absolutely not because I’m afraid of falling into the cycle of torture.
The Blood Red Assassin glared at Jeok Wigang while making this resolution.
“Hey. Won’t you soften that glare?”
The Blood Red Assassin immediately changed to gentle eyes.
“What organization do you belong to?”
“Black Blood Gate.”
“Eh…. I heard you talking about other assassin organizations earlier.”
“It’s Black Blood Gate.”
Jeok Wigang chuckled.
“Then who sent you?”
“Cheonhwa Trading Company.”
“Have you been attacking our Jinmu Trading Company all along?”
“That’s right.”
“This time it seems like your purpose wasn’t to kill us?”
“They told us to let you live and send you back. That way you’d challenge us again, and also Jinmu Trading Company would keep coming so we could continue this work and receive money.”
“For the future?”
“That’s right.”
“Where is your main base?”
For the first time, Blood Red Death’s mouth closed shut.
In Blood Red Death’s eyes, he could see Jeok Wigang smiling joyfully with an expression that said he had finally caught something.
Since Jeok Wigang looked pleased, Blood Red Death suddenly felt a surge of irritation and opened his mouth.
“It’s at Gongga Mountain.”
“Gongga Mountain? That treacherous mountain called the King of Western Sichuan?”
“That’s right.”
“Where on that mountain?”
“It’s inside Gongga Mountain’s Ice Snow Valley.”
Jeok Wigang nodded his head.
“Thank you. For telling me the answers I wanted so readily.”
Watching Jeok Wigang pat his shoulder, Blood Red Death finally realized he had been properly played.
“Ah…”
Jeok Wigang spoke to the frustrated Blood Red Death.
“You’ll die if you go back, so just stick with me.”
“What?”
“Black Blood Gate will become mine anyway. There’s no real difference between joining me later or now, right?”
“Do you think Black Blood Gate will fall into your hands so easily?”
Blood Red Death’s tone of speech had changed.
“Why wouldn’t it work? Ghost Kill Group and Nameless Hall already fell into my hands.”
“Huh?”
For a moment, Blood Red Death looked at Jeok Wigang with an expression wondering what he had just heard.
“Wh-what are you talking about?”
Jeok Wigang pointed to the top of the cliff and said.
“We met up there.”
Met up there?
Blood Red Death stood there blankly with a bewildered expression.
Jeok Wigang smiled and said.
“The escort leader you fought belongs to the Ghost Kill Group. And the escorts behind him were half Ghost Kill Group and half Nameless Hall.”
So that escort leader bastard was from the Ghost Kill Group after all?
Then it made sense.
The Ghost Kill Group was by far the best among all assassin organizations.
Seeing how easily he had cornered him, it seemed one of their most outstanding assassins had taken the role of escort leader.
No, wait.
That wasn’t what was important right now.
The bigger problem was that the Ghost Kill Group and Nameless Hall had fallen under one person’s control.
Had those two groups become part of the Jin Mu Trading Company?
Or had the Jin Mu Trading Company commissioned those two groups?
Blood Red Death looked at Jeok Wigang with suspicious eyes.
Could it really be true?
The man before him was certainly strong, but could he really be capable of unifying the Ghost Kill Group and Nameless Hall?
Just as he was pondering this.
Someone descended lightly from the air and immediately prostrated before Jeok Wigang.
Who was that?
“Dae-hyeong, I’ve finally arrived.”
“You came?”
It was Jin Muryang.
Jin Muryang looked at Blood Red Death and said.
“You should leave such tasks to your subordinates. Why are you doing it yourself again?”
“It’s faster when I do it myself. If I leave it to them, all they do is torture, right?”
Jeok Wigang introduced Jin Muryang to Blood Red Death.
“This guy is the leader of the Ghost Kill Group.”
Blood Red Death was shocked.
Should I really believe this?
The moment he doubted.
Shiver-.
The tremendous killing intent emanating from Jin Muryang’s body made his whole body shrink, and a fear of imminent death swept over him.
It’s real.
“Hey hey. You’ll kill the kid at this rate.”
“Yes.”
Jin Muryang immediately withdrew his killing intent at Jeok Wigang’s single word.
Now he could believe it.
Jin Muryang was on a completely different level from the bandits he had fought.
And such a Jin Muryang was rendered helpless with a single word.
That wasn’t simply a hierarchical relationship, but something only possible when truly subdued by power.
“Will you take over Black Blood Gate too?”
“Yeah. If I leave them alone, they’ll just keep doing things like this. It’s better if I take them in and use them for good deeds.”
Jin Muryang asked the Blood Assassin.
“What will you do?”
“I, I will follow.”
Although Black Blood Gate was one of the Central Plains’ three great assassin organizations, it couldn’t match Ghost Kill Group and Nameless Hall.
That was certain.
So following Jeok Wigang was a wise choice.
“What shall we do? Should we stop by Black Blood Gate first?”
“That would be good, right? We need to find out information about the client too.”
“Understood.”
***
Gongga Mountain’s Ice Valley, where fierce cold winds constantly blow.
This place, where nature itself serves as a defensive formation, is Black Blood Gate’s main base.
Black Blood Gate Master Wi Gang was looking out the window while facing the cold wind with a bored expression, then yawned loudly and muttered.
“Yawn! Why are these guys so late today?”
Behind him, Military Advisor Mukjin, who had been quietly drinking tea, smiled and said.
“This time we’re sending everyone back unharmed, so it might take longer.”
“Is that so? But isn’t it too late? Nothing happened, right?”
“You seem to have many worries today.”
“That’s right. Strangely, I don’t feel very good.”
At Wigaryang’s words, Mokjin put down his teacup with a serious expression.
On days when he said he didn’t feel good, something big always happened.
He trusted Wigaryang’s beast-like intuition.
“Do you really feel that way?”
When Mokjin asked with a serious expression, Wigaryang chuckled.
“Why are you so serious?”
“You know, don’t you? When Gate Master feels that way, it means something bad has happened.”
“That’s all just coincidence.”
“When coincidences repeat, they become inevitable.”
“Is that so?”
“I should send someone to check.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary. Look over there.”
Looking in the direction Wigaryang pointed, the assassins who had gone on the mission were returning.
“See? I told you it was just coincidence.”
Despite Wigaryang’s words, Mokjin carefully observed the returning assassins.
“There’s someone I’ve never seen before mixed in with them.”
“Huh?”
Hearing Mokjin’s words, Wigaryang finally looked more carefully.
“Oh? You’re right? What’s with that guy? Looking at his clothes, he seems to be from a wealthy house? Is he a hostage?”
“You said hostages weren’t necessary.”
“Hmm. Something must have happened. Let’s go out together.”
“Yes!”
***
Wigaryang immediately moved to where the returning assassins were.
The assassins who spotted Wigaryang quickly bowed their heads deeply.
It was quite different from their usual demeanor when returning after completing a mission.
Wi Garyang immediately asked the Blood Red Assassin standing at the front.
“What? The mission?”
“That is… it failed.”
“Failed?”
“I’m sorry.”
“What happened?”
“That is… we were defeated by the Jinmu Trading Company.”
“Huh.”
Goosebumps rose.
He had truly felt something bad would happen, and it became reality.
Did he really have some kind of intuition different from others?
Such thoughts occurred to him.
“See? I told you the Gate Master’s intuition is certain.”
Mokjin approached and turned his eyes toward the Young Man standing on one side, not among the Assassins, with an extremely calm demeanor.
“Who might that person be?”
When he asked the Blood Red Assassin, the man bowed his head deeply and answered.
“He is the Trading Company Leader of the Jinmu Trading Company.”
“What?”
“Pardon?”
Wi Garyang and Mokjin were both surprised at the same time.
If they had captured the Jinmu Trading Company Leader, wouldn’t that mean the mission wasn’t a failure?
They could use him as a hostage to apply Pressure Technique on the Jinmu Trading Company.
“Really the Jinmu Trading Company Leader? That’s strange. He seems much younger than the information I know?”
Mokjin also nodded his head.
“The information I know is the same. I definitely heard that the Jinmu Trading Company Leader’s age had passed fifty. But that fellow looks like he’s barely past twenty?”
Were they perhaps deceived?
The Jinmu Trading Company might have set Traps and conducted a false trade journey.
Wi Garyang asked.
“Are you really the Jinmu Trading Company Leader?”
At Wi Garyang’s words, Jeok Wigang smiled coldly and said.
“I am Jeok Wigang, leader of Jin Mu Trading Company.”
“I am?”
“Why?”
“Your words are short?”
“Yours are short too?”
“I’m older, and I’m also your senior in the Martial World.”
“So what?”
“Are you not afraid?”
“Nope.”
Where did they bring this lacking fool from?
Wait, Jeok?
“If you use the surname Jeok… what’s your relationship with Jin Mugun?”
“Our father.”
“Jin Mugun has two children? Wait, I heard the young Gate Master is called Jeok Wiun, and surely the eldest is…”
Mok Jin chimed in from the side.
“It’s Jeok Wigang, correct.”
“Right? I heard he doesn’t know martial arts?”
“He said he went to take the civil service examination.”
“Right?”
Wi Garyang looked at Jeok Wigang.
“But why are you so fearless? A scholar who doesn’t even know martial arts.”
“Originally, a day-old puppy doesn’t know to fear a tiger. It seems he was pampered at home and doesn’t know what to fear in the world.”
Wi Garyang asked the Blood Red Killer.
“Hey. You said the mission failed, so why did you bring him? Did you bring him to make up for the failed mission?”
“No.”
“Then? Why did you bring him?”
“We didn’t bring him… we were captured.”
“You captured him? Isn’t that the same thing?”
“No… we… were captured.”
“What on earth are you talking about? Who was captured?”
“We were.”
“So… all these many people here were captured by this one person here and brought to this place?”
“Yes.”
“Huh… So you’re saying he kindly escorted them here to reveal the location of our Black Blood Gate?”
“That’s correct.”
“What the hell!”
Wi Garyang threw a punch at Blood Red Death.
Thwack-.
“Kugh!”
Crash clatter-.
“This bastard is playing games because I’m being nice to him.”
Wi Garyang didn’t believe it.
Anyone could see this situation made no sense.
A guy who doesn’t even know martial arts captured and brought assassins from Black Blood Gate, one of the Three Major Assassination Groups of Central Plains?
Wi Garyang asked the other assassins.
“Someone who can properly explain what’s going on.”
There was no one.
“Why don’t you believe what people say?”
“What?”
Wi Garyang frowned at Jeok Wigang’s words.
“I’m going to talk with your Gate Master, so step back.”
At Jeok Wigang’s single word, the assassins moved back in perfect unison.
Wi Garyang and Mok Jin watched this scene with bewildered expressions.
“Is, is it real?”
Were they really suppressed and dragged here?
Looking at the current situation, this had to be the truth.
Unless those guys had collectively taken medicine and decided to mess with the Gate Master.
Wi Garyang asked Jeok Wigang.
“If all this is true, what purpose brought you to this place?”
Jeok Wigang said with a cold smile.
“I’ve come to take over Black Blood Gate. From today, Black Blood Gate is a sect under my command.”
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