The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 195

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Chapter 195

Shanxi Province, Taiyuan.

Moryong Gil was gazing at the faint morning sunlight cast over the city walls. His eldest son Mo-yong U and second son Moryong Seo cautiously approached him.

“Father, all preparations are complete.”

“Did you make sure the disciples had a hearty breakfast?”

“We fed them generously with white porridge filled with plenty of meat until they were full.”

At Moryong Seo’s sincere reply, Moryong Gil’s hardened expression softened slightly.

“Well done. You haven’t forgotten the task I entrusted to you either, have you?”

“Don’t worry.”

Moryong Seo turned his head and pointed behind them. There stood a carriage loaded with various goods, waiting.

“As soon as the city gates open, I’ll head straight to the Provincial Military Commissioner’s office to deliver the prepared gifts. And…”

“And?”

“I’ve personally prepared separate portions for the Regional Military Commander and the Inspector as well.”

Moryong Gil’s eyes widened in surprise before he smiled and patted Moryong Seo’s shoulder.

“How thoughtful of you. To think of all that.”

“I learned a lot while working as the Jinan branch manager.”

Moryong Seo smiled bashfully at Moryong Gil’s praise.

Even though the government and martial arts world maintained non-interference with each other, the emperor was still the true ruler of this land.

Maintaining proper distance from government forces was essential, but they couldn’t live in complete isolation either.

Especially today, when much blood would be spilled.

Showing proper courtesy would be better for the future as well.

“Good. Now go to your respective positions. The moment the city gates open, we move according to plan.”

At Moryong Gil’s command, Moryong Seo immediately headed to the carriage. Meanwhile, eldest son Mo-yong U lowered his voice and asked.

“What do you plan to do about the?”

Moryong Gil’s face instantly flushed red. His beard trembled slightly, and intense anger swept through his entire body.

While the Martial Arts Alliance chose to remain silent about the, it was already known among the major sects that formed the alliance’s core.

That the truly existed, and that the Namgung Family possessed it.

Remembering Namgung Cheon’s shameless face when he had gotten angry instead of answering questions about the made disgust surge within him.

“Let’s deal with the Shin Chang-yang Family first, then discuss it again.”

“Yes.”

Mo-yong U didn’t ask further and bowed his head before withdrawing.

‘Cheon…!’

Moryong Gil and Namgung Cheon had built their friendship since very early childhood.

They had many similarities and became close friends immediately upon meeting.

Both were second sons, not eldest, and both had superior martial talents compared to their older brothers.

After fierce succession battles, these second sons were ultimately chosen as their families’ heirs.

Two people walking the same path side by side.

Sharing the same goals, their friendship deepened and solidified further.

It was Namgung Cheon who broke that bond first.

‘Just wait. After crushing the Shin Chang-yang Family, the Namgung Family will be next.’

“Father, the city gates have opened!”

At his son’s shout, Moryong Gil returned to reality.

He revealed the killing intent he had been suppressing and roared.

“Today we will raise the Moryong Family’s banner high above the blood of the Shin Chang-yang Family! Let’s go!”

Led by Moryong Gil, the Moryong Family disciples all rushed out together.

As darkness slowly began to fall.

Noe Yeom-baek sat on the inn’s rooftop, munching on rice balls while recalling the day’s conversation.

“In-law, look here for a moment.”

“Is the operation tonight?”

“You’re quick to catch on.”

He had given advance notice that he would signal when the time came.

“Then I should take my Seolha out for a stroll.”

“They say Chaohu’s night scenery is quite beautiful.”

He had wanted to see it together that day, but due to Tak Joong-hak and Dang Cheol-woo’s intrusion, they couldn’t even properly enjoy the boat ride, let alone the night scenery.

“Today isn’t the only day.”

Perhaps sensing Noe Yeom-baek’s disappointment, Tak Joong-hak offered words of comfort.

“But where did Am-wang go?”

“He went to Cheon Su-dok-hwa.”

“Then I should prepare right away too.”

Tak Joong-hak patted Noe Yeom-baek’s shoulder once as if wishing him luck, then left immediately.

‘I wonder if they’ve arrived in Chaohu by now?’

It was a decision the three grandfathers had made after putting their heads together to prevent Seolha from getting caught up in unnecessary fighting.

By the time she returned, the situation here would already be completely resolved.

“What are you doing here?”

Dong Jeong Yong-wang Cheok Gwang was startled to see Noe Yeom-baek as soon as he climbed onto the roof.

“Could it be someone else wearing a human skin mask?”

Cheok Gwang brought his face close and examined Noe Yeom-baek from all angles.

However, there were no traces of a human skin mask to be found.

“Good grief, don’t you know not to bother even a dog while it’s eating?”

“Exactly!”

Cheok Gwang’s gaze now turned to the rice ball Noe Yeom-baek was holding.

“You, who always ate nothing but cheap liquor and boiled beans, eating rice balls! How could I not be surprised?”

“I’ve decided to quit that.”

Noe Yeom-baek had never liked alcohol to begin with.

Now that he had a precious granddaughter, such meaningless behavior was no longer necessary.

“More importantly, how many from Jang Gang came?”

“Nine out of eighteen vessels. Exactly half. What about you?”

“Same here.”

Noe Yeom-baek brushed off his bottom and stood up.

“As you said, standing on the roof gives a perfect view of the Namgung Family.”

“I told you so.”

With Seolha’s outing to Chaohu, the inn was currently completely empty.

Sang Gwan-su looked around various parts of the roof, tilting his head in puzzlement.

It seemed he was wondering why the Hao Clan’s communications hadn’t reached this place all this time, when it was just an ordinary inn.

“Salmak has mobilized two branches.”

Tal Baek-sal Wang Mag-gon grinned wickedly while gripping his night blade.

“The Hao Clan is ready too.”

Sang-gwan-su spoke with his characteristic confident demeanor.

“Not a single piece of news will leak out until tomorrow morning.”

Even hunting hawks to catch messenger birds were perfectly on standby.

“Leave the rear to this old man. I do hope Cheon Su-dok-hwa shows up.”

Poison God Sa Gun-myeong.

He wanted to use this opportunity to definitively determine who was the world’s greatest in poison.

“Special Agent Dang!”

In the middle of the night, breaking the inn’s tranquility, Shadow Unit Leader Baek I-gyeom and Iron Blood Unit Leader Jeong-seon came running in.

Dang Yeong-ryeong slowly opened her closed eyes.

It seemed that Sado-ryeon had finally attacked the Namgung Family.

The story she had heard through her father was disturbing her heart.

“Ho Jeon said that the Honcheon-gi is not his share, so he cannot give it up. Instead, he would yield the Gan-jang. He said that would be enough to resolve Sword Cry Manor’s grievances. Then he told us to come as late as possible. He said he needed time to ensure Namgung Cheon’s head was properly severed. He called it repayment for raising Seolha well. Ryeong-ah, the choice is yours to make.”

If she thought of revenge, pretending not to know would be right.

How had she lived these seventeen years?

However, Dang Yeong-ryeong was a special agent of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Since the Alliance had given her full authority, she had to bear the responsibility that came with it.

“Seopa forces presumed to be Nok-rim and Jang-gang have begun attacking the Namgung Family! Their numbers are in the hundreds!”

“It’s not certain, but it seems like all of Sado-ryeon has mobilized!”

At Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon’s reports, Dang Yeong-ryeong snapped to attention.

‘That’s right, I am currently a special agent of the Martial Arts Alliance.’

Not only that.

She was a daughter of the Sichuan Tang School.

‘I will take revenge with my own hands, not through others!’

Dang Yeong-ryeong stood up with determination.

“What about the members?”

“They are assembling.”

When she left the inn, the Dark Four and Iron Blood Squad were busily taking their positions.

“Attention!”

At Dang Yeong-ryeong’s voice, the members aligned themselves in rows and columns, straightening their postures.

“I don’t have time, so I’ll speak quickly. Forces suspected to be Sado-ryeon are currently attacking the Namgung Family. Their objective is likely the Gan-jang and Honcheon-gi. We must protect them. Understood?”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

“It will be a long and difficult night. Steel your hearts!”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

“Let’s go!”

Just as she always had since her days as leader of the Dark Four, Dang Yeong-ryeong was the first to dash forward.

Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon followed behind her, with the Dark Four and Iron Blood Squad following in orderly fashion.

It was when they had nearly reached the vicinity of the Namgung Family.

Suddenly, all the hair on Dang Yeong-ryeong’s body stood on end.

“Everyone stop breathing and take out your poison-repelling pills!”

She quickly sent a telepathic message to the members along with a signal to halt.

‘Colorless and odorless.’

There was nothing strange visually or olfactorily.

But her internal energy reacted violently to the breath she had inhaled.

“Huuu―!”

When Dang Yeong-ryeong exhaled deeply, dark purple smoke leaked from her mouth.

“It’s Yunnan.”

Since all of Sado-ryeon had come, Yunnan Poison Valley would be no exception.

Step!

Then, breaking through the silence, a man slowly walked out from the darkness.

She could tell without having to ask.

Long white hair and purple eyes rarely seen in Jungwon.

And a scorpion pattern embroidered on his chest.

“Cheon Su-dok-hwa!”

When their eyes met, he raised both arms as if welcoming her.

“I have been personally waiting for you to come.”

“Did they order you to hold me back?”

Blocking reinforcements was a basic principle of military strategy.

“I am called Dok-sin-gun Sa Gun-myeong. Won’t you give me a chance to see how pathetic the poisons of the Sichuan Dang Family are?”

Poison mist slowly rose from the arms of Sa Gun-myeong, who smiled with a fishy grin.

“Lady Dang, while waiting for you, I made some modifications to our Dok-hwa Gwi-rim Jin.”

“How so?”

“By reversing the inside and outside of the formation.”

“Reversing it? Then what happens?”

“It becomes a prison formation that can confine anyone. So I named it Dok-hwa Soe-ok Jin (Poison Flower Prison Formation). How is it? Do you like it?”

‘Yes, I think I’ll like it very much.’

It was exactly the formation technique needed for a situation like this.

Swoooosh―

Green light burst from Dang Yeong-ryeong’s eyes as her sleeves swelled as if about to burst.

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