The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 82

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 82

 

After the merit evaluation ceremony ended, Jeok-un had returned to his office.

 

He had skipped the grandly prepared banquet entirely.

 

Though he needed to build relationships with key figures who showed favor toward him.

 

“Phew, no matter how many times I experience it, these formalities are damn annoying.”

 

Aside from drinking sessions shared with comrades who had faced death together, Jeok-un detested such occasions.

 

Besides, he had more urgent matters to attend to.

 

With his legs propped up on the desk, Jeok-un began calmly organizing the rewards he had obtained.

 

‘First, I achieved greater results than expected. To think he’d give me the position of Daeju of the Ten Heavenly Units right away. Saja Dohuang is quite generous.’

 

The first matter was naturally Baekya Unit being promoted to the Ten Heavenly Units, making him a Daeju of the Ten Heavenly Units.

 

The two artifacts he would obtain from Sachenbo Treasure Vault were certainly significant, but since he had already decided what to take, they were actually secondary.

 

In any case, Dokgo Cheon’s choice was unprecedented.

 

No matter how outstanding an achievement Jeok-un had accomplished.

 

Granting the position of Ten Heavenly Unit Daeju to someone from Jeongpa who hadn’t even been a member for a full year was no easy decision.

 

What made him even happier was that by becoming a Daeju of the Ten Heavenly Units, he had succeeded in gnawing away at Doyecheon’s influence in one stone, two birds.

 

The positions in the Ten Heavenly Units never increase beyond ten.

 

That meant for every unit that rose up like Baekya Unit, there was one that would be demoted.

 

Normally, the unit that had most recently joined the Ten Heavenly Units would be demoted.

 

But this time, that principle wasn’t applied.

 

The reason was simple.

 

‘How could they demote Hwamul’s unit, the Piercing Fist and Striking Palm?’

 

After the No brothers died, Hwamul had established a new unit.

 

Its name was Wonhwa Unit.

 

This unique unit that combined medical treatment and combat unusually took the courtesy name of the divine physician Hwata as its name.

 

And the unit leader was Hwamul, a Danzu-level figure, firmly holding the position.

 

Demote such a unit and expel it from the Ten Heavenly Units?

 

It was absolutely impossible.

 

Therefore, the unit that was one rank above was demoted instead.

 

It was Taesan Unit, which belonged to Doyecheon’s faction.

 

-This is absurd! Why should I…! This Gwak Dae-mo cannot suffer such humiliation!

 

Gwak Dae-mo, who was suddenly demoted to an Outer Heaven Unit, had a fit, but no one could help him.

 

‘Now there’s only one step left to Danzu.’

 

Jeok-un’s eyes gleamed.

 

If he became Danzu.

 

He would finally be able to challenge Dokgo Cheon for the position of Cheon-ju.

 

But it wasn’t as easy as it sounded.

 

Since the position of Danzu was core to Sadocheon, he couldn’t easily obtain it just by completing a few more black missions.

 

However, Jeok-un was confident he could become Danzu.

 

Because he knew what would happen in the future.

 

‘If I beat to death the bastard who dared try to assassinate the Cheon-ju, how could they not promote me to Danzu?’

 

Eliminating the Cheon-ju’s would-be assassin.

 

In other words, Jeok-un intended to eliminate Bucheonju Doyecheon.

 

Before his regression, Doyecheon had attempted to assassinate Dokgo Cheon.

 

According to what he learned through Ya-ju Ji-jung-yeong, the same thing was happening now.

 

Cornered by this incident, Doyecheon was most likely accelerating his plans with Yukhoenbang.

 

What he needed to do was clear.

 

‘Raiding Yukhoenbang’s headquarters would be most certain. There should be solid evidence of Doyecheon and Yukhoenbang joining hands there.’

 

Yukhoenbang was a special Sapa force that belonged neither to Sadocheon nor Heukpaesong.

 

A sect specialized in bizarre and grotesque left-path martial arts.

 

Information about who founded the sect and its history remained unknown.

 

Even Jeok-un, who had regressed from the past, didn’t know this sect’s headquarters, showing just how secretive they were.

 

But Jeok-un wasn’t worried.

 

‘The right person to find their headquarters is already crawling his way here.’

 

One person flashed through Jeok-un’s mind.

 

That damn younger brother he had met at Payang Lake.

 

‘Then what remains now is…’

 

The only thing left was how to explain to the Cheon-ju himself how he had discovered this assassination attempt.

 

Should he try selling it as information his father Jegal Mun had obtained again?

 

But this matter was far too serious.

 

It wouldn’t make sense for the Murim Alliance to obtain such intelligence yet show no movement whatsoever.

 

“Hmm.”

 

“You seem to have something on your mind.”

 

“…!”

 

Jeok-un was startled by the sudden voice.

 

When he came to his senses and looked ahead, Hwang-no had risen like a shadow and was standing respectfully.

 

* * *

 

“Ah, sorry. I called you here but got too deeply lost in thought.”

 

Jeok-un wasn’t surprised.

 

That was because he had made the banquet proceed without its main character and came to his office specifically to meet with Hwang-no before him.

 

“You could have called out to wake me.”

 

“No, sir. At a glance, it seemed you were thinking about an important matter, so I refrained from speaking.”

 

“Mm, thank you.”

 

Hwang-no never lost his courtesy to the end.

 

Though he was at the same Hyeon-gyeong level as Jeok-un, and even higher in skill.

 

Since first deciding to serve Jeok-un, his attitude toward him had remained consistent.

 

“Well then, let me hear your report first.”

 

“Yes, I’ll report all the information I obtained through infiltration.”

 

Before departing for the black mission, Jeok-un had given Hwang-no a separate assignment.

 

It was the most suitable mission for Hwang-no, a former assassin.

 

“As you said, Jin-jun Oh Chu-baek was indeed colluding with Bucheonju Doyecheon. However, as soon as you succeeded in the Tongseong County affair, Doyecheon’s side completely cut ties, which has been confirmed.”

 

“Heh heh, the old raccoon got played by a fox. Did you secure evidence?”

 

“Yes, I obtained and brought back a letter written directly by Doyecheon from Jeo-seo-won.”

 

“Good, I have one more blade to stab with.”

 

The request was to secretly infiltrate Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family and investigate their every move.

 

Since Jeok-un didn’t yet have a separate intelligence organization to operate, he had no choice but to ask Hwang-no.

 

No, it would be more accurate to say only Hwang-no could do this job.

 

The interior of Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family with its dozens of layers of thorough security and guards.

 

But for Hwang-no, it wasn’t difficult at all.

 

‘The world’s greatest assassin is equivalent to the world’s greatest spy.’

 

To kill someone, one must first hide their traces and infiltrate the target’s space.

 

Even though he hadn’t yet recovered his peak abilities, infiltrating Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family was easier than breathing for Hwang-no.

 

Sure enough.

 

Hwang-no had brought back perfect information without leaving even a hair’s trace.

 

The very information Jeok-un desperately wanted.

 

“In the worst situation of being abandoned by both the Murim Alliance and Sadocheon, they had no choice but to accept the vicious proposal Heukpaesong offered. But then…”

 

“‘They’ appeared?”

 

“…Yes.”

 

A chilling aura flickered in Hwang-no’s eyes as he continued his report.

 

It was unmistakable killing intent.

 

But there was no choice.

 

The ‘bastards’ he had just mentioned were none other than.

 

“They were definitely beings from the Demonic Cult.”

 

They were from the Demonic Cult, his mortal enemy.

 

“The name he revealed was Ho Baek-seon. He seems to be a disciple of Geom-ma.”

 

Ho Baek-seon had only revealed his name to Oh Chu-baek.

 

But Hwang-no had guessed that he was Geom-ma’s disciple.

 

“Though he tried to hide it, the energy I felt from him was definitely the same as Geom-ma’s.”

 

Geom-ma was the mortal enemy who had killed Hwang-no’s son and daughter-in-law.

 

How could Hwang-no, who had spent his entire life grinding his teeth in hatred and ruminating on revenge, fail to recognize that bastard’s energy?

 

Jeok-un nodded and said.

 

“Your guess is correct, old man. That bastard is Ssanghyung Ho Baek-seon. He’s Geom-ma’s chief disciple and the leader of Gwirryeongdae.”

 

“…!”

 

Jeok-un shared the information he knew with Hwang-no.

 

Before his regression, that bastard had died by his hand.

 

It was an event that had occurred about ten years from now.

 

At that time, the bastard’s position was Elder.

 

‘Back then, he was definitely at the mastery level of Hyeon-gyeong.’

 

But now, he wouldn’t have matured to that extent yet.

 

‘Peak of Hwagyeong. Or perhaps the early stages of Hyeon-gyeong.’

 

Martial prowess similar to or slightly higher than Dang Meng and Seo Do-yeom.

 

However, one shouldn’t consider them to be at the same level.

 

Demonic practitioners were on a different trajectory from ordinary martial artists.

 

“What could be the reason for Geom-ma’s chief disciple to make contact with Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family?”

 

“Probably, his initial venture into Gangho wasn’t because of Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“It must be because of Yasudomma, whom we eliminated. He suddenly disappeared without a trace.”

 

“…!”

 

“Ho Baek-seon is someone who excels in martial prowess within the Demonic Cult, but his strategic thinking is severely lacking. This is most likely something he did impulsively.”

 

Surprisingly, Jeok-un had deduced almost perfectly.

 

It was the result of analysis based on information he had obtained before his regression.

 

‘If he’s Geom-ma’s chief disciple, he must know a lot of important information.’

 

Jeok-un slightly curled up the corner of his mouth and said.

 

“Well, in conclusion, this worked out well.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“I was planning to annihilate Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family first before smashing Doyecheon anyway. But now the Demonic Cult bastards have come to die alongside them. How grateful is that?”

 

“!!”

 

It was an opportunity to eliminate early a Demonic Cult member who would rise to the position of Elder in the future, and to extract secret information from the Demonic Cult.

 

And it was also an opportunity to erase Oh Chu-baek and Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family, who had joined hands with the Demonic Cult when cornered.

 

Yes, if this wasn’t a fortunate turn of events, what would be?

 

‘As soon as I obtain ‘that thing’ from Sachenbo Treasure Vault, I can go and kill them all clean.’

 

Just as he was formulating his next plan in his head.

 

Clatter clatter clatter!

 

Suddenly, a loud commotion arose along with the sound of footsteps.

 

It sounded like someone running.

 

It wasn’t the movement of someone trained in martial arts, and it was extremely urgent.

 

‘What’s going on?’

 

As Jeok-un tilted his head in confusion, the door burst open.

 

“D-Daeju!”

 

The one who had caused a commotion in the middle of the night and come running was Go Bok-gil.

 

Go Bok-gil seemed to be out of breath up to his chin, gasping as he spoke.

 

“Hae, Hae-seon! Cough cough. Hae-seon senior!!”

 

“!!”

 

Jeok-un—no, both men—unconsciously shot to their feet.

 

There was only one person Go Bok-gil would call ‘Hae senior.’

 

To Jeok-un, a trustworthy subordinate.

 

To Hwang-no, like an adopted daughter.

 

Something had definitely happened to Hae-yeon.

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