The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 29

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 29

Nine Layered Depths.

This is a term commonly used for palaces, but it’s not exclusively for palaces.

Even the vast Jangsa Land has such Nine Layered Depths.

If Nine Layered Depths is used to mean something that cannot be dared to approach, then Sadocheon located in the heart of Changsha could also be aptly called Nine Layered Depths.

If there was a place that would crush even fairly renowned great thieves before they could even dream of approaching, it would be the Sadocheon Lord’s residence.

A massive office that used an entire pavilion.

Sadocheon Lord, Dokgo Cheon could reside here, handle official business, and even practice martial arts.

Therefore, the Sadocheon Lord’s pavilion was constantly frequented by carefully selected attendants.

Servants who brought food and secretaries who handled documents were always stationed there.

But today the pavilion was quiet and solemn.

A situation where even authorized personnel had all been dismissed.

In the midst of this, Dokgo Cheon sat alone drinking tea, waiting for someone.

…Creak!

When the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor was heard, a small smile appeared on Dokgo Cheon’s lips.

The guest he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

But as the guest’s presence drew closer, Dokgo Cheon’s smile vanished without a trace.

When only the aura of an absolute ruler and unapproachable dignity remained, a voice was heard from outside the door.

“Cheon-ju, this is Execution Squad Leader Hu Seong.”

“Come in.”

Though there was no servant to open the door as usual, the door slid open smoothly.

Dokgo Cheon had opened the door using the mysteries of void manipulation.

“As you commanded, I have escorted the prisoner.”

“Well done.”

“Cheon-ju, and I…”

“…?”

Dokgo Cheon nodded lightly and praised him.

Then Hu Seong should have naturally shown humility and withdrawn, but he was different from usual.

He had a strange expression, as if he had something to say.

-What is it?

-…That bastard caused trouble again.

Hu Seong recounted the whole situation with a small sigh.

It was naturally telepathic communication, and hearing this, Dokgo Cheon chuckled and spoke to Jeok-un.

“Did you cause a disturbance even while confined?”

“Hmph, some crazy bastard pointed a blade at my face, so I just gave him a little lesson.”

Jeok-un acted shamelessly as if he had done nothing wrong.

Since Dokgo Cheon also had no intention of reproaching Jeok-un over Dojuman’s matter, his gaze naturally shifted to Hwamul standing beside Hu Seong.

“How is this man’s body?”

“Hehe, I did nothing. He’s not some lizard from the south – he shed his own skin and threw his tantrum all by himself.”

At Hwamul’s words that everything had healed before he could even treat it, a small gleam appeared in Dokgo Cheon’s eyes.

But Dokgo Cheon didn’t show this and praised Hwamul.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“Tch, I told you I did nothing. What work.”

Saying this, Hwamul glanced at Jeok-un.

Then he silently moved his lips.

-See you again.

That’s what he was saying.

“Hehe. Well, I should go drink more alcohol.”

“Huh, Black Robe Sect Leader!”

After finishing what he had to say, Hwamul immediately turned around and left.

But Dokgo Cheon showed no particular reaction, as if accustomed to this.

Rather, he spoke to Hu Seong.

“Execution Squad Leader, you may also withdraw now.”

“However, Cheon-ju. Then this bastard will be left alone with you.”

“That’s why I said it.”

“…!”

When Dokgo Cheon declared he would have a private meeting with Jeok-un, Hu Seong was startled and tried to dissuade him.

But Dokgo Cheon’s will shown in his eyes was strong.

“…I obey your command.”

Unable to dare oppose Dokgo Cheon’s will, Hu Seong had no choice but to follow his wishes.

Swoosh.

Soon only Dokgo Cheon and Jeok-un remained in the office.

* * *

Trickle…

Dokgo Cheon poured tea into Jeok-un’s cup.

Steam rose gently from the cup.

Dokgo Cheon had used his yang energy to warm the tea as he poured it.

“Drink.”

“Don’t you have alcohol?”

“Should I just splash it on your face instead?”

“…Ugh.”

Despite displaying a skill that could be described as nothing short of miraculous, Jeok-un calmly drank it.

And watching such Jeok-un, Dokgo Cheon casually began.

“Did you really drink the blood of some crawling lizard?”

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“How could your body recover so completely in just one day?”

“My mother gave birth to me sturdy from the start.”

Despite the light tone, the topic was heavy.

But Jeok-un answered while sipping his tea as if listening to someone else’s business.

At that seemingly trivial yet confident attitude, Dokgo Cheon chuckled and said.

“So you intend to keep it secret.”

“Well, we’re not even family yet, so how could I reveal my hidden secrets?”

At Jeok-un’s words, a gleam appeared in Dokgo Cheon’s eyes.

He had caught Jeok-un’s true intention conveyed through the word ‘yet’.

“Do you truly intend to join Sadocheon?”

“Didn’t I say at the entrance ceremony? That I need shelter and an umbrella to avoid the rain.”

“You did.”

“But for that, isn’t it like setting fire to the house you want to stay in?”

“Huh?”

At Dokgo Cheon’s words, Jeok-un furrowed his brow.

“Good grief, it’s not like I’m trying to steal the bundle from someone I rescued from drowning. What exactly caught fire?”

“You speak so casually. Do you know how serious the repercussions of what you did were while you were confined?”

Swoosh!

Dokgo Cheon lightly exerted his presence.

An ordinary martial artist would have been terrified and afraid.

‘How ridiculous.’

Jeok-un snorted.

This was a kind of psychological warfare.

Pressuring the opponent to induce mistakes and make them reveal their true feelings.

As if he would fall for such a thing.

Jeok-un effortlessly deflected his opponent’s energy and spoke.

“It’s obvious. Since Noh Hwang-mun and Noh Hwang-gu’s schemes have been exposed to the world. All gambling halls are being shut down. The manufacturing farms are being raided, the captured are being freed, and all the drugs in storage are being disposed of.”

“…!”

“The gutless ones are babbling that you mustn’t provoke Heukpaesong. The brainless ones are ranting that you should attack Heukpaesong right now.”

Dokgo Cheon was surprised.

He realized that Jeok-un’s scheming mind was as extraordinary as his martial arts.

Jeok-un’s words continued.

“So while the Execution Squad leader you sent out appears to be frantically dealing with the incidents that occurred—”

He glanced at the ceiling and twisted his lips as he spoke.

“You’ve turned all the ‘Hucheon-wei’ who protect the unseen Cheon-ju to internal investigations, secretly hunting down whether there are more spies from Heukpaesong, aren’t you?”

“!!”

Hucheon-wei.

A guard unit secretly operated solely to protect and guard Dokgo Cheon.

And it was a secret combat unit that no one within Sadocheon knew about except for a very few.

Swish.

Dokgo Cheon stared at Jeok-un as if to bore through him, but Jeok-un remained calm.

He wasn’t naive enough to fall for such pressure and schemes.

“…You’ve seen quite a lot at Singija’s Library.”

“I have particularly good eyesight.”

“Then try guessing once more.”

Dokgo Cheon looked at Jeok-un with sunken eyes and said.

“What do you think I’ll do next—”

Then Jeok-un also met his gaze with unwavering eyes and immediately answered.

“Once you finish the root-and-branch destruction you’ve started—”

“…!”

Root-and-branch destruction.

Cut the stem and dig out the roots.

The phrase meaning to eliminate the source of trouble passed, and.

“You’ll wage a great war with Heukpaesong.”

Shocking words burst from Jeok-un’s mouth.

War with Heukpaesong.

Comparing military strength, it was a plan that could never come from Sadocheon, which was at an absolute disadvantage.

But…

“Correct.”

Jeok-un’s answer was truly accurate.

Swoosh!

Crash!

The moment those words ended, as if the previous explosive energy was just child’s play.

Energy like the raging waves of a great sea devoured the space.

From the current Sapa Jeil-in.

It was the true spirit and overwhelming presence of one of Gangho’s absolute rulers.

“Once internal discipline is complete and strength is accumulated, I will wage total war with them. And I will sweep away everything so that not a single cornerstone of Heukpaesong remains.”

Dokgo Cheon spoke while emanating a terrible and fierce killing intent that seemed capable of killing someone just by looking at them.

In that situation where no one would dare easily open their mouth.

“Even knowing this, you still want to join Sadocheon?”

“You mean this?”

“…!”

Grin.

“Just hearing about it already makes my heart race.”

Jeok-un was showing an all too spirited smile instead.

And immediately after hearing that answer.

“Kahahaha!”

Dokgo Cheon burst into laughter.

After laughing for a long time until the interior shook as if an earthquake had occurred, Dokgo Cheon finally calmed down and spoke.

“I acknowledge it. You are the most insane among all the madmen I’ve seen in my lifetime.”

“Well, that sounds like both a compliment and an insult, quite ambiguous?”

“Huhu, interpret it however you want.”

When the storm had passed and a peaceful atmosphere continued, suddenly Jeok-un spoke as if something had occurred to him.

“Ah, but when and what will you give me as compensation?”

“What are you suddenly talking about now.”

When Dokgo Cheon looked puzzled, Jeok-un got angry.

“Huh. You’re as shameless as Heukpaesong?”

“…?”

Just as Dokgo Cheon was truly unable to guess the meaning and was flustered.

“I mean, if you’ve given teachings to surpass a stagnant realm, even ten thousand gold wouldn’t be enough, yet you’re pretending not to know.”

“…!”

“Being the head of a great power, don’t be so petty.”

Actually, Jeok-un’s words were reasonable.

In the sparring match with Jeok-un, Dokgo Cheon had truly gained insight.

For a martial artist, enlightenment that could break through barriers was more precious than a thousand gold, no, ten thousand gold.

“Come now, debts must be properly settled, mustn’t they? Hurry up and pay the proper price.”

“Hehe, truly a madman indeed.”

They say genius and madness are separated by a paper-thin line.

But unknowingly, a trace of a smile had formed on Dokgo Cheon’s lips.

“Fine, I’ll give it. What do you want to obtain?”

“A high position. It would be best if you came down from that seat you’re sitting in and gave it to me.”

“Huh, you want to swallow everything whole without even plucking a hair.”

Dokgo Cheon shook his head from side to side as he spoke.

However, a clear gleam had risen in his eyes.

“Good. I’ll give you the highest position I can offer.”

“Oh, excellent!”

Dokgo Cheon held back his words for a moment, then made a shocking proposal that even Jeok-un hadn’t expected.

“Become my disciple.”

“…!!”

Dokgo Cheon had never accepted even a single person until now.

Even the renowned rising stars of Sapa weren’t good enough for him, and he had rejected them all until now.

This was truly an impossible proposal.

But such an unprecedented, groundbreaking proposal…

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

Jeok-un frowned deeply and rejected it outright.

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