The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 5

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 5

 

 

 

The Masked Man didn’t answer and looked around nervously.

He wondered if others had been brought along, but fortunately, he was alone.

However, he couldn’t approach carelessly.

How should he put it?

It felt as if every cell in his body was warning him never to get close.

The constant goosebumps rising on his skin were telling him exactly that.

Jeok Wigang was approaching, while the Masked Man was backing away.

It was instinct.

The instinct to survive.

Strangely, this eight-year-old child looked like a massive beast.

“

I’m asking you. Did you come from Gwi Pung Gate?”

“N-no.”

“Then? Shin Gyeok Gate?”

“No.”

“Iron Fist Gate?”

 

The Masked Man shook his head.

Then Jeok Wigang smiled coldly and said.

 

“I didn’t think you’d tell me easily anyway.”

 

Jeok Wigang was seen clenching his fist.

A cute little fist like a pebble.

It was the kind of fist that made you wonder how much it could possibly hurt.

Then Jeok Wigang’s figure disappeared again and moved right in front of the Masked Man’s nose.

 

“Let’s start with a beating. You’ll remember once you get hit.”

 

It’s a universal truth.

The Four Heavenly Demons were the same way before.

At first, they resisted fiercely, but after getting beaten, they became obedient.

Indeed, fists are the ultimate truth.

He was using that truth right now.

Seeing the fist flying right to his nose, the Masked Man thought for a split second.

It probably won’t hurt much even if it hits, right?

At the same moment as that thought, he unconsciously dodged.

Just as shame was about to rise at the thought of fearing and dodging an eight-year-old’s punch.

 

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM CRASH-.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE-.

 

The ground shook and a tremendous explosion was heard.

Wondering what that sound was, he turned around.

A straight path had been carved through the dense forest.

The massive boulder that had blocked the end of that path had a round hole punched through it.

The Masked Man’s eyes widened as if they would tear.

Was he dreaming right now?

Even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it.

What if he hadn’t dodged that?

 

Gulp-.

 

Dry saliva was swallowed involuntarily.

He couldn’t sense any Internal Energy at all though?

 

“I knew you’d dodge.”

 

He knew?

 

“Wh-what if I hadn’t dodged?”

 

The Masked Man asked in a trembling voice, automatically becoming respectful.

 

“Can’t be helped. Unfortunately, you’d disappear without revealing your identity.”

 

What kind of crazy bastard is this?

To think of human life so lightly.

More than that, what is this monster?

Is he a master who used the Rejuvenation Technique to take a child’s form?

But he couldn’t sense any internal power at all?

Well, if he’s stronger than me, I might not be able to sense it.

 

“Still no intention of talking?”

 

Gulp-.

 

The Masked Man pondered.

Should he die?

Or confess and preserve his life?

However, if he confessed, he’d be a dead man even if he returned to the Main Base.

It might be better to die honorably.

With the power he’d just witnessed, he’d go to the afterlife before feeling any pain.

Right.

He would preserve his honor.

The Masked Man spoke proudly with determined eyes.

 

“You will hear nothing from my lips!”

“Really? Go ahead then.”

 

The moment he heard those words, a fist came flying.

No, that’s what it seemed like.

He was sure he saw it, but suddenly he felt a powerful impact in his abdomen.

 

“Kugh!”

 

The Masked Man collapsed on the spot.

The shock that started in his abdomen spread throughout his body like waves.

He was hit in the stomach, but his lungs contracted and his spine rang violently.

It wasn’t the skin but the inside that was being torn apart in agony.

Something came up through his throat, and he could taste iron strongly on the tip of his tongue.

As he collapsed, he checked to see if his abdomen had disappeared.

Fortunately, it hadn’t been torn away.

But what was this pain?

The Masked Man didn’t know.

That this pain was merely a taste of the pain that was to come.

 

Thwack-.

 

This time he felt the impact on his right cheekbone.

It felt like his entire head was flying away.

He felt his body floating in the air while the world spun around.

 

Thwack-.

 

Just as his consciousness was becoming hazy, he felt another impact from the left side.

That impact snapped his fading consciousness back to alertness.

The same spinning world as before.

Just as he was about to lose consciousness again, he felt another impact.

He felt the pain of a giant iron hammer pounding his cheekbones mercilessly.

His sense of balance had been gone for a long time.

He couldn’t tell which way was ground and which was sky.

The reason he felt this way was because the Masked Man’s body was being bounced around.

But strangely, he couldn’t bounce far away and was bounced back in the opposite direction.

This was because Jeok Wigang was hitting the Masked Man left and right at an invisible speed.

 

“Damn! Since he’s short, I have to jump to hit him each time, which is annoying. He needs to grow up quickly.”

 

Even in his pain, he could faintly hear an irritated voice.

His consciousness gradually fading away.

This time there was an intense impact to his head and he felt his whole body hitting the ground.

The Masked Man fainted on the spot.

How much time had passed?

When the Masked Man regained consciousness, he saw Jeok Wigang.

He seemed unaware that he had awakened and was absorbed in something else.

Looking closely, he seemed to be making something.

 

“Was this the order? My memory is getting hazy.”

 

Jeok Wigang scratched his head and focused again.

The distance was close.

Three Step Death Sword. A Life and Death Strike technique that could kill any opponent within three steps regardless of stance. Jeok Wigang was sitting within range of this technique.

He thought this was the last chance heaven had given him.

He was extremely cautious.

At the exact moment when Jeok Wigang was completely defenseless, he drew his dagger and threw it toward Jeok Wigang’s nape.

 

Thud-.

 

The dagger struck Jeok Wigang’s flesh.

But the dagger couldn’t penetrate his skin.

 

“Huh?”

“What are you doing?”

“Th-that’s Vajra Indestructible Body?”

“No, not that kind of thing. I was just born with a somewhat sturdy body.”

 

Somewhat?

A dagger thrust with full force couldn’t penetrate a somewhat sturdy body?

 

“But did you just attack me?”

“Th-that… I saw an opening… I couldn’t help myself…”

 

At the Masked Man’s words, Jeok Wigang smiled coldly.

Seeing that smile gave him chills.

Pain was still rising throughout his body.

 

“It’s my first time hitting someone with an eight-year-old body, so I can’t control my strength well.”

“Are you really eight years old?”

“Then what? How old do I look to you?”

 

He looked about eight years old.

 

“You look that age.”

“So?”

“Aren’t you a master who used the Rejuvenation Technique?”

“No. I’m eight years old, at the age of learning about the world.”

 

No matter how you looked at it, his way of speaking wasn’t that of an eight-year-old.

It sounded like someone who had experienced all the world’s hardships.

 

“Now, tell me.”

 

The Masked Man looked at Jeok Wigang and flicked his tongue between his teeth.

He was searching for the poison pill.

From the looks of the situation, there seemed to be no way to escape alive.

He didn’t want to die, but there was no choice.

Since even the Three Step Death Sword, his last resort, had failed, all that remained was suicide.

But he couldn’t feel the poison pill where it should have been.

 

“Looking for this?”

“Huh?”

 

Then Jeok Wigang approached holding something. It was the poison pill that should have been between his teeth.

 

“How did you know that?”

“My younger brother told me that ordinary assassins usually commit suicide like this.”

 

Younger brother?

According to my investigation, Jeok Wigang has a younger brother who is two years younger, right?

So you’re saying a mere six-year-old gave such advice?

My head was spinning.

The Masked Man looked at Jeok Wigang, then lowered his gaze.

Then he saw cute, delicate hands.

Why do those look so pretty?

The pain I felt from being hit by those was pain I never want to experience again.

I’d rather jump into fire instead.

 

“I’ll give it back if you tell me the answer I want.”

“What?”

“Give me the answer I want, then commit suicide.”

 

What kind of person is like that?

Does he have no blood or tears?

Finally, realizing he couldn’t escape, the Masked Man hung his head low and spoke.

 

“I… came to monitor you, young master, under orders from the Hao Gate Master.”

“Hao Gate Master?”

“The place you went yesterday to investigate Jin Mu Sect’s enemies was the Hao Gate Main Base. The old man you met, young master, is the master of Hao Gate.”

“Oh, really? But why monitor me?”

“I don’t know. I simply follow orders.”

“Hmm. Then I’ll have to meet the Hao Gate Master.”

“What?”

“Why are you so surprised? No wait… I’m still too young right now… I’ll have to wait until I grow up a bit more. Being young causes many hindrances to my activities.”

 

Jeok Wigang wanted to be a good son to his parents.

He had to move within limits that wouldn’t cause them too much worry, so there were many restrictions.

That’s why he moved at night when everyone was asleep like this.

Taecheon stood guard for a long time even after I fell asleep, and only left after confirming my safety.

He was simple yet loyal.

That’s why I liked him even more.

Thanks to that, I had to move at such late hours, but it was fine.

When I grow up a bit more, I’ll show Taecheon my strength.

Then it’ll be easier to move around.

It’s not time yet.

Jeok Wigang looked at the Masked Man.

 

“Take it off.”

 

The Masked Man immediately removed his mask, revealing a face full of wounds.

His eyes were so swollen he could barely open them, and blood was dripping from his injured lips.

 

“Tell me yourself.”

“Yes! My name is Milyeong. I am twenty-three years old.”

“Put the mask back on.”

“Thank you.”

“Continue monitoring me from now on.”

“What?”

“I said keep monitoring me. But make up appropriate lies for your reports.”

“Ah, understood.”

“Eh. Never mind then.”

“Are you sparing my life?”

“Why? Do you want to die?”

 

Jeok Wigang clenched his fist.

Seeing this, Milyeong shook his head.

He didn’t want to die in agony.

 

“N-no!”

“Prove your usefulness.”

“Understood!”

“Don’t think about running away. I have a good sense of smell. I can find you even if you run a thousand li.”

 

He’s not human.

 

“Really? You found my hiding place by smell?”

“Yeah. I caught a scent different from usual, so I looked and there you were.”

 

It was real.

Finding people by smell.

Even a dog’s nose wasn’t that good.

Wait?

The distance must have been considerable?

 

“I also have good eyesight.”

 

What kind of human is like that?

 

“If you get caught running away, I won’t kill you.”

 

He won’t kill me?

Is he suddenly showing compassion?

 

“Instead, I’ll make you spend your whole life lying down, eating only food others give you… no, only rice gruel.”

 

Just kill me instead.

Tears came to my eyes.

I only did as I was told.

Of all people to get caught by, it had to be someone like a demon.

Still, wouldn’t it work if I ran far away?

The moment I thought that.

 

“Eat this.”

“What is this?”

“Edible Ten Thousand Li Tracking Incense. If you eat it, I can smell you from ten thousand li away.”

“T-Ten Thousand Li Tracking Incense? There’s an edible version of that too?”

“The topical kind can be covered up with other scents, which gets confusing. So I asked my younger brother to develop an edible version.”

 

Just what kind of younger brother was he?

The second son of Jin Mu Sect was also a monster.

At that age, there was nothing he couldn’t make.

But why on earth would he make such a thing?

Misunderstandings were piling up.

 

“My younger brothers kept running away, you see. I barely managed to catch them once. After that, I had him develop it so I could catch them wherever they fled.”

 

Younger brothers?

Running away?

Wasn’t that second son at Jin Mu Sect?

I couldn’t understand what he was talking about.

In the end, I gave up trying to think about it.

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