The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 90

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 90

 

 

 

“That’s right. He’s already gathered people with connections to form a group to make Young Master the successor.”

“Can we join that group too?”

“You’re already in it.”

“If Young Master becomes the next Castle Lord, we won’t need to worry about Heavenly Martial City.”

“Right. It might even prosper more than when the current Castle Lord is here.”

“Castle Lord would defeat Young Master, right?”

 

Everyone fell silent at Jin Seokmyeong’s question.

Gu Yahuk spoke carefully.

 

“Even Castle Lord would find it difficult, wouldn’t he?”

“Come on. Castle Lord is on a different level from us.”

“Right. He’s at the Divine Transformation realm. Even dozens of people like us couldn’t defeat him.”

“Young Master wasn’t even using his full strength, yet he overwhelmed the three of us one-sidedly.”

“Is that so.”

“One thing is certain. He’s already this strong at his current age, so who knows how powerful he’ll become when he reaches his prime.”

“That’s true. But I heard he also uses magic arts? Is he good at them?”

“It’s not just good – he used those magic arts to heal my son’s shattered dantian.”

“Hah… There’s nothing he can’t do.”

“He absolutely must become the Cheonmu Castle Lord.”

“Let’s stop this and go see Castle Lord. Let’s meet with him and discuss future matters.”

“Let’s do that.”

 

 

 

Having achieved his target amount, Jeok Wigang was preparing to leave.

He had planned to stay just a few days, but somehow ended up staying for several months. Behind Wi Gang, Jeok Mugun was grinning broadly.

 

‘Hehehe. This kid has made not only the Heavenly Martial Eight Stars but all the leadership of Heavenly Martial City into his people. What a remarkable thing.’

 

Jeok Mugun was shocked when people came flocking yesterday.

They all said the same thing – that Jeok Wigang should be made the next successor.

It made him laugh.

Saying he didn’t want the Castle Lord position, yet charming people like this.

Moreover, the newly appointed Military Advisor was his grandson’s close friend.

He worked so well that within just a few days of taking the military advisor position, the chaotic military department had stabilized.

And he came almost daily to report on Heavenly Martial City reorganization plans, each one being a brilliant move.

He came this morning too, so I suggested he join us in seeing off Wi Gang, but he shook his head saying stabilizing Heavenly Martial City was the priority now. He said that was the way to help Jeok Wigang and asked me to convey his regards instead.

No matter how he thought about it, Jeok Wigang becoming the next Cheonmu Castle Lord seemed like destiny.

If he didn’t get impatient and just left things alone, he would naturally become Castle Lord.

Just in case, he had made sure to keep everyone’s mouths sealed so rumors wouldn’t spread.

It would be troublesome if he felt burdened and refused to become Castle Lord.

 

“Grandfather?”

“Yes?”

“Aren’t you a bit too happy about me leaving? I’m a little hurt.”

 

Oops.

 

“Huh? No, that’s not it. I was laughing because I remembered how the Heavenly Martial Eight Stars and the leadership came flocking yesterday just to praise you.”

 

At Jeok Mugun’s words, Jeok Wigang smiled and said.

 

“You shouldn’t resent me for taking money from your subordinates.”

“Resent what! It’s money you earned through your own hard work. It’s not like you threatened them for money – they happily brought it and gave it to you. And they said the weapons you made weren’t worth five hundred gold taels but two thousand, and it wouldn’t be a loss to buy them at that price. You sold them too cheaply.”

“I think it was a fair price.”

“You should never become a merchant.”

“I suppose so. But it’s good, isn’t it? I’m happy earning money, Grandfather is happy that Heavenly Martial City’s power has greatly increased. Those people are happy getting stronger.”

“Hehehe. That’s right. It’s a transaction that satisfies everyone.”

“Yes.”

“While you’re in the Imperial Capital, I’m thinking of visiting Jin Mu Sect.”

“That’s a good idea. Ah! My parents don’t know I’m strong, so please don’t mention that.”

“Huh?”

 

What does this mean?

 

“They still don’t know. They think I’m weak and only study.”

 

Weak?

It was absurd.

How on earth had he deceived them all this time?

 

“They don’t know anything at all?”

“Younger Brother knows.”

“That must be frustrating…”

“No. I’ll tell them myself, so Grandfather just focus on reconciling well with Father.”

“Alright. I understand.”

 

Let’s not rush.

Let’s wait slowly until the rice is fully cooked.

Jeok Mugun decided to wait patiently.

Having finished all preparations, Jeok Wigang smiled and said.

 

“I’m all ready. Grandfather, thank you for taking such good care of me.”

“What care? You’re the one saying sad things. Come anytime. Think of this place as your home. Understand?”

“Yes! I’ll come visit again next time.”

“Yes. You should.”

 

Going outside, Taecheon and Chu Sohwan were waiting with departure preparations complete.

After loading luggage onto the ox cart, Jeok Wigang approached Jeok Mugun and hugged him.

 

“Train hard while I’m gone.”

“Mmm. I will.”

“Well then, I’ll be going.”

“Yes. Go and do well.”

 

Waving his hand as he watched the ox cart gradually disappearing into the distance, Jeok Mugun felt somewhat empty inside.

He wanted to follow along, but he held back.

There were many things he had to do.

 

 

 

“Have you been training hard all this time?”

 

Taecheon and Chu Sohwan nodded with confident expressions.

While he was taking care of business in Heavenly Martial City, he had ordered them to train together while teaching Yeom Hwa.

Jeok Wigang checked the two men’s realms with an incantation.

A smile formed on his lips, seemingly satisfied.

 

“Congratulations on reaching the Transformation Realm. You really worked hard, didn’t you?”

“Thank you. This is all thanks to Young Master.”

“What do you mean my credit? This is the result of Taecheon’s hard work.”

“No. Without the elixirs Young Master gave me, I wouldn’t have achieved such results.”

 

Jeok Wigang smiled at Taecheon’s words.

The elixirs merely served to replenish Taecheon’s exhausted stamina.

He had given quite a large amount, and if he had consumed all of it, it meant he had worked hard enough to even reduce his sleeping time.

Having reached the Transformation Realm, he would continue to advance smoothly for a while.

After checking Taecheon’s condition and feeling satisfied, Jeok Wigang looked at Chu Sohwan.

Chu Sohwan, who was originally a master of the Manifestation Realm, had risen two stages from three-star to five-star.

Considering that from the Manifestation Realm onward, much more effort is needed to advance even one stage, Chu Sohwan must have also made blood-sweating efforts.

 

“You both worked hard. Thank you. For meeting my expectations.”

“Not at all. I’m still lacking.”

“I will strive harder.”

 

Jeok Wigang was happy every day.

Not only because he had such good people by his side, but also because the matter in Heavenly Martial City had been resolved well.

What kind of events would await at the Imperial Palace?

He was looking forward to it.

 

“Well then, let’s go to the Imperial Capital.”

“Yes!”

 

 

 

“Huff, huff, huff!”

 

Disheveled hair and blood-soaked bare feet.

His clothes were all torn and blood flowed from various parts of his body, staining them red.

Though it should have been painful, the elder was unaware of it all, frantically pushing through the bushes with a face full of terror as he fled.

After running like that for a while, his foot caught on something and he tumbled forward, immediately falling below the cliff.

 

“Aaaahhh!”

 

Thinking he was surely dead, he squeezed his eyes shut.

 

Thud-.

 

Feeling someone embrace him, he opened his eyes.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

Turning his head, he saw a handsome-faced man looking at him with worried eyes.

 

“Th-thank you.”

 

At his grateful words, the man gently set the elder down on the ground.

The elder was covered in wounds all over his body.

 

“Please forgive me for leaving like this without being able to repay my life’s benefactor. If we meet again someday, I will surely repay this kindness.”

 

The elder cupped his fists and bowed to express his gratitude, then began moving again, limping on his legs.

From his condition, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to go far.

 

Thud-.

 

Sure enough, he couldn’t go far before collapsing.

Already exhausted, the shock had completely drained his remaining stamina.

 

“Young Master. What should we do?”

 

That man was Taecheon.

 

“Put him on the cart. A person has collapsed, and it wouldn’t be righteous to just leave.”

“Understood.”

 

Taecheon carefully placed the collapsed elder on the cart.

Jeok Wigang examined the lying elder’s condition from various angles.

 

“Hmm. There are no serious injuries. His stamina has hit rock bottom, and combined with the shock from the fall just now, his energy seems completely drained. He should wake up after getting a good night’s sleep.”

“He seems to have some story. Looking at his clothes, he doesn’t appear to be an ordinary person.”

 

The fabric of his torn and worn clothes was high-quality silk that commoners couldn’t afford to wear.

 

“It looks like he’s being chased by someone.”

“Pardon?”

“I can hear footsteps from various places on that mountain. Urgent-sounding footsteps. They seem to be people looking for this elder.”

“Could the elder be a bad person?”

“No, I didn’t sense any evil aura from the elder’s body. But those guys searching the mountain are overflowing with evil aura. So the answer is clear.”

 

Jeok Wigang scanned the mountain.

 

“They would never imagine that the elder fell off a cliff. Let’s go.”

“Yes. I understand.”

 

The ox cart carrying the Elder began to move slowly again.

 

 

 

“Nothing to the east!”

“Nothing to the west either!”

“Nothing to the north either!”

“The south side is a cliff!”

 

A man listening to reports coming from all directions.

A Martial Artist wearing a navy blue court robe with silver thread scale embroidery, carrying an elegant Suchun Sword.

 

“Nothing? Does that make sense? We clearly saw him enter this mountain!”

“Yes! We definitely saw him.”

“We even deployed a dragnet and still couldn’t find one Elder? Then did that damn old man fly up to the sky? Or did he sink into the ground?”

 

The identity of the one raging furiously was Jin Musa of the Imperial Guard.

 

“There might be a place we missed! Search thoroughly again!”

“We surrounded and climbed in double layers. There’s no way to escape!”

“There’s no way to escape but we couldn’t find him! Stop making excuses and search again! Do you think the Great Person will forgive us if we return like this without catching even one exhausted Elder?”

“Ah, understood! We’ll search thoroughly again.”

 

It was just as they were about to start searching again following Jin Musa’s orders.

 

“There are traces of someone jumping down from this cliff!”

“What?”

 

Jin Musa quickly ran toward the cliff.

 

“Look here! Blood stains and marks where a body was dragged down. It seems he slipped and slid down the cliff after missing his footing.”

“Damn it! What are you all doing! Check below the cliff immediately!”

“Yes!”

 

 

 

Hundreds of Imperial Guards were thoroughly searching the area below the cliff, but no corpse was found anywhere.

 

“Still haven’t found it?”

“There’s no corpse.”

“Then he fell from that height and escaped alive? Do you think that’s possible for an Elder who doesn’t even know martial arts?”

“The trees are dense and positioned everywhere, so if he was lucky, there’s no reason he couldn’t have survived.”

“Stop with such speculation and bring me proof that he’s alive!”

“Found it!”

 

Someone’s shout.

Jin Musa hurriedly ran to that location.

But there was no corpse to be seen anywhere.

Instead, there were blood stains on the ground along with traces of someone having collapsed there.

Around the traces, cart wheel tracks led into the forest.

 

“Did he really survive by luck and collapse here? And then someone passing by coincidentally discovered him and carried him away?”

“It, it seems so.”

“Damn lucky Elder. He really has good fortune.”

“Should we pursue?”

“Why do you keep asking obvious questions? Hurry!”

“Yes!”

 

Just as they were about to hurriedly follow the wheel tracks.

 

Rumble—.

 

“What!”

 

Whoooosh—.

 

Suddenly, a torrential downpour began.

The heavy rain instantly erased the wheel tracks.

 

“Arghhhh! Damn sky!”

 

The furious Jin Musa pointed at the sky and shouted at the top of his lungs.

After raging like that for a while, he seemed to calm down a bit and spoke while breathing heavily.

 

“Spread the men out wide and find the cart. We must find it. Understood?”

“Yes!”

“Hurry!”

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