The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

Mount Hua, which they arrived at around lunchtime.

As expected, since the distance wasn’t far, it seemed like they had strolled leisurely, yet they arrived in an instant.

Geou moved separately just before arrival.

He was probably planning to become an ordinary beggar you could see anywhere and roam freely within Mount Hua.

“Mount Hua. So this is Mount Hua.”

Isn’t it a prestigious righteous sect?

Even now, the martial arts shown by a Mount Hua warrior who had been expelled from the sect, whom he had encountered by chance in his previous life, came to mind.

The subtle plum blossom fragrance that bloomed had the power to captivate those who witnessed it.

Cheongun had almost become one of them too.

That plum blossom fragrance he first saw remained as an unforgettable imprint in his mind even now.

So for a while, he wondered if he too could capture that plum blossom.

If not plum blossoms, then anything else would do.

This was also a kind of praise that Cheongun offered.

Well, not anymore though.

‘It doesn’t seem like they would suddenly close their gates…’

What could be hidden?

Cheongun had always headed to inns as usual, but this time it didn’t seem like it would be easy to obtain anything.

There were only ordinary stories.

Though unintended, it was a matter of hearing about the lives of common people.

He couldn’t keep hoping for the fortune of accidentally meeting important figures at inns forever.

Like a thirsty person seeks a well, and digs a well.

However, the thirsty one is not Cheongun.

He directly draws water and seeks out the thirsty.

“There seems to be nothing more to investigate…”

The timing seemed appropriate too, so he chose to visit directly.

There was another reason why Cheongun leisurely and comfortably chose to travel from Jongnam to Mount Hua.

Sufficient time was needed for information about what happened at Jongnam to be delivered to the interior of Mount Hua.

And as Cheongun expected, inside Mount Hua, matters about what had occurred at Jongnam were being discussed.

It was especially sensitive information because there had been someone who stormed through the gates of Jongnam, a massive sect.

Unless one was moderately insane, there would be no one who would commit such an act.

Perhaps because it was the season when plum blossoms bloom, the path up Mount Hua while watching plum blossoms scattering in the wind wasn’t too bad.

“Stop there.”

Recently, Mount Hua wasn’t under gate closure, but they said they don’t receive visitors very well.

Since this already indicated that an incident had occurred, Cheongun answered after showing proper courtesy.

“I am called Wun of Cheongeumjang.”

“Cheongeumjang…?”

He showed puzzlement at the mention of Cheongeumjang, but soon the puzzlement disappeared at the name Wun.

They should have stationed someone who knows how to hide their expressions at the entrance.

“What business does Cheongeumjang have with Mount Hua? Didn’t a merchant group affiliated with Cheongeumjang visit not long ago?”

“What special meaning could there be in a merchant’s visit? It would simply be to sell what I have, or to buy what you possess.”

At those words, he glanced behind.

It doesn’t look like anything was brought.

“What do you intend to sell? It doesn’t look like you have anything to sell.”

“What I’m selling isn’t necessarily just goods. I recommend you see what it is.”

“What is it?”

At those words, Cheongun showed a faint smile and answered.

“Unfortunately, Daoist Master, you don’t have the qualifications to see it.”

“What do you…”

Displeasure was clearly revealed.

He didn’t want to waste time like this.

If he couldn’t enter now, there were naturally ways, but it would become quite troublesome.

When he also showed Cheongeumjang’s identification token, the man nodded as if he understood.

He was being faithful to his assigned duty, so there was no need to say anything about it.

Thus, Cheongun was given time to further appreciate the surrounding scenery.

The plum blossoms he had seen on the way up were certainly beautiful, but indeed, everything seemed most beautiful when looking down like this.

‘The plum blossom fragrance is strong…’

But then, he could see someone descending the mountain in the distance.

Such people weren’t uncommon.

But those wearing such black clothes were rare.

“…Hey. Junior brother!”

“Ah, yes.”

“As I mentioned, it seems you have urgent business right now. They say they’re not receiving guests.”

He hadn’t planned to enter with such sophistry about selling invisible goods anyway.

If he was lucky, he would get in.

Hoping that news of Cheongun’s activities had been well conveyed.

“I understand.”

Cheongun turned around without regret.

Already, something else had caught Cheongun’s attention more than entering Mount Hua.

Quietly.

He followed behind.

Just because one wears black clothing doesn’t mean even their shadow is hidden.

“…They’re going to another deep place.”

This was definitely movement with another purpose.

Otherwise, they couldn’t move like that from a place where they had finished their business and come out.

About half a hour later.

The black-clothed figure who began looking around soon started waiting for someone to come.

Not long after, what appeared was a beautiful woman with impressive red hair.

“So. How did it go?”

“It’s all done. What choice would there be? Considering how much blood was spilled.”

“Those stubborn Daoist bastards. I don’t know why their pride is so strong. The timing?”

“I gave them about two days.”

“To drag out time like this even when there’s no choice.”

Quite a meaningful conversation was taking place.

‘I don’t know who they are yet.’

Just from their appearance and voice, it seemed difficult to identify their exact identity yet.

Red hair isn’t common hair, so it should be memorable, but it doesn’t exist at all.

Actually, when it comes to red, the Bloodied Sect comes to mind first.

Or perhaps they learned specific martial arts from the Demonic Sect.

However, since this was also prejudice, he hadn’t made a definitive judgment yet.

“What about that old man? Even if he looks like that, he’s an old man with several snakes inside.”

“What can be done? The sect’s disciples could die immediately.”

So that’s how it was.

He had obtained bigger information than expected.

‘The Hwasanpa disciples are in crisis because of them, and they seem to have made some proposal.’

That proposed something was probably something that could save Mount Hua’s disciples.

Then there was one thing he was curious about.

They said everyone was dying, so why were they extending a helping hand?

He thought they might be creating debt, but soon realized that wasn’t it either.

‘They’re not dying.’

If not that, it could mean that with time, the solution would naturally be found.

So, before that happens, she left a debt to demand something.

“All good. Though it seems a bit delayed. But…”

The lady who stopped speaking soon looked to one side.

“Really surprising? Ha, to deceive my eyes and senses?”

“What? What do you…”

The moment the man in black’s gaze followed the lady’s gaze and turned back.

Pit.

A clean and concise sound faintly echoed.

Swish.

And, with the same expression as the man who turned back.

His head fell to the floor and rolled around.

“I thought this one would at least be useful…”

The lady’s gaze still remained fixed on one place.

Without showing even the slightest interest in the fallen head.

“You came back with a strange tail attached.”

The footsteps gradually approaching could be felt.

He was showing himself boldly.

Since she knew where he was, she was telling him to reveal himself.

Just as the lady was surprised, Cheongun was also somewhat surprised.

No matter how lost in thought he had been.

To read his presence that he had erased this much from this distance?

She was certainly at least on par with the Seven Great Demonic Cultivators.

Why didn’t he know of such a person?

That fact was unpleasant, and the fact that his presence had been detected was also unpleasant.

“Indeed. Gangho is vast.”

Look at this.

Even though he was living a second life, someone he didn’t know appeared.

Cheongun also soon revealed himself.

Then, just as the lady had done, Cheongun also put his will into his footsteps.

Saying he would go there soon.

“…You don’t seem to be a rat? Come quickly. I need to gouge out those eyes and tear those ears.”

“Shouldn’t you also cut off the hands and feet, and cut out the tongue too?”

Cheongun, who had moved a considerable distance in an instant, looked at the lady without any disturbance.

Should it be called bewitching, or should it be called enchanting.

Of course, this was an impression from perspectives other than Cheongun’s.

“I thought it might be some gloomy old man. I didn’t know it would be such a handsome man?”

The killing intent was so blatant that it wrinkled her expression.

That killing intent became even thicker.

“I should cut off that neck and keep it by my bedside.”

“What a nasty hobby. Disgusting.”

“You have quite a taste for running your mouth. I’ll spare your tongue.”

When she cut the neck of the man in black clothes earlier, she didn’t even draw her sword.

Only now did she draw her sword, and the sword also resembled its owner, boasting a blood-red blade.

“You seem to like blood.”

“I love it.”

Indeed, how many people’s blood had created that red hair and sword?

Cheongun also drew his sword together.

As if to purify evil things, the pure white blade contrasted with the lady.

Holding his sword like that, Cheongun looked at the lady’s eyes consumed by killing intent and answered.

“How about your own?”

“How bold. I don’t dislike it.”

Drip, drip drop.

Red things dripped down along the tip of the lady’s sword to the floor.

Had her internal energy been manifested like that?

“Come at me with full power.”

She burst into laughter at Cheongun’s words.

“You have a talent for provocation.”

“Did it seem like provocation?”

Suddenly, displeasure settled on Cheongun’s expression.

It wasn’t provocation but sincerity?

How bold.

She thought he was some young man with considerable skill.

‘He’s a madman.’

“Fine. Since you want it, I’ll give you my sincerity.”

At the same time, with vibrations that seemed to shake the ground, red energy enveloped the entire sword.

Seeing this made it certain.

That martial art required the lives of others.

The one whose neck was just cut.

Wasn’t blood being drawn out from the body of the man who died without even recognizing that moment?

“Bloodied Sect? Or perhaps, Demonic Sect?”

“It’s not time for questions yet. First, try to survive even if you have to crawl on the ground.”

If it was the Bloodied Sect, it meant high-ranking, and if it was the Demonic Sect…

‘It would be the Seven Great Demonic Cultivators.’

Still, the former carried more weight than the latter.

“Come, try to receive this.”

Though she showed a murderous momentum, she knew this well too.

That it had to be done at an appropriate level.

Because she feared Cheongun?

Or because he seemed interesting?

It was absolutely not for such emotional reasons.

The distance was still not far.

If by any chance she was discovered by the old monster on that mountain, it would become more troublesome than imaginable.

If not for that old monster, she would have cut off this bold young man’s neck and taken it as a trophy.

And this was also acknowledging Cheongun.

That he was different from those kinds of guys rolling around on the ground.

“Blood Acupoint Support Extreme Sword”

Soon, at the moment the lady judged to use only enough power to inflict serious injury.

“Ah…”

Cheongun spoke up.

“So you’re one of the Seven Great Demonic Cultivators.”

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