The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 181

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Chapter 181. This Thing?

 

 

Ha Seol-ran left Yeonryong Lodge and walked quickly toward the Instructors’ Quarters.

Though thick darkness filled the area, it didn’t matter.

Elder Brother would probably sense her presence and be coming this way.

Since she could also sense Elder Brother’s presence, it would be natural for Elder Brother, whose level was beyond imagination.

As she headed toward the Instructor Quarters, a familiar shadow came into view.

“What’s the matter coming so late at night?”

“Elder Brother!”

It was as expected.

In the darkest spot along the path to the Instructor Quarters.

Ha Mu-baek was waiting there.

“I sensed something strange while practicing Ki Sense.”

Ha Seol-ran spoke urgently.

At those words, Ha Mu-baek nodded.

As expected, Seol-ran too.

Ha Mu-baek had noticed immediately since he always kept his Ki Sense spread throughout all of Muchang.

But it was still too much for Ha Seol-ran.

Though her Ki Sense range was wider than Ha Mu-baek’s, she lacked the capacity to process all the information pouring in.

So normally she minimized her Ki Sense, only expanding the range when necessary.

Extending it throughout all of Muchang was only during cultivation.

She had detected the suspicious movements precisely at that time.

“People I’ve never sensed before today are gathering at Un-rae’s house. They seem like Murim people.”

Ha Mu-baek patted Ha Seol-ran’s head.

“You sensed well. I was also keeping a careful watch on them.”

At Ha Mu-baek’s words, Ha Seol-ran looked at him with earnest eyes.

The meaning of those eyes was obvious.

Ha Mu-baek nodded lightly.

“Now I should go take a look.”

Relief appeared on Ha Seol-ran’s face at those words.

Ha Mu-baek smiled once at his younger sibling and launched his body.

In an instant, Ha Mu-baek’s form disappeared into the darkness.

 

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Twenty people had gathered around Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

These people had assembled disguised as passersby going about their own business.

Before long, they had put on masks and changed into night clothes.

The thick darkness concealed them, allowing them to surround Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

“One woman and one young child. Just these two are in the house.”

The one who appeared to be the leader among the twenty whispered in a low voice.

“Our target is both of them. We keep them barely alive and take them out of Muchang.”

At the following command, nineteen pairs of eyes gleamed coldly. One of them spoke up.

“We just need to keep them barely alive?”

“They need to be able to listen and answer. It seems there are things to find out.”

The leader’s response came back.

“Then…”

Though he didn’t finish his words, they could understand what he meant.

The leader nodded lightly.

“If we finish quickly and have time left over, it doesn’t matter.”

Another emotion arose in their cold gazes.

Lust.

Their lips curled upward.

Just as they were about to move slowly toward the wall.

“What doesn’t matter? I’d like to know too.”

An unfamiliar voice rang out from among them.

 

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“This thing?”

The young man held up the glass bottle before him and asked in a languid voice.

“Yes, Sect Leader.”

The old man in front of him bowed and answered.

“Soul Sleep Poison…”

The young man called Sect Leader looked at the glass bottle with eyes that showed no trust.

The description of Soul Sleep Poison he had heard from Yuk-ro was unbelievable.

If such a poison had existed, they shouldn’t have lost the last war, and his grandfather shouldn’t have met such an end either.

Gae Se-ak, grandson of the previous Blood Sect Leader Gae Hong-cheon and his only blood descendant.

Now hiding in a place where people couldn’t live, Soul Sleep Poison failed to capture his interest.

Sip-ro, who had been researching something called Divine Destruction Art, seemed to have died too.

Honestly, Gae Se-ak had no interest in the Blood Sect’s revival.

Perhaps reading Gae Se-ak’s complex gaze.

The old man before him, Il-ro of the Blood Sect’s Ten Elders, opened his mouth.

“Soul Sleep Poison was the most secret of the Blood God’s secret arts. It was a secret art whose lineage was already cut off long before the last war. If we had Soul Sleep Poison alone, the Blood Sect would never have suffered such a devastating defeat.”

Gae Se-ak’s gaze, which had been looking at the glass bottle, turned toward Il-ro.

“According to Yuk-ro’s message, this is about half completed. Let’s test it once.”

At Il-ro’s words, Gae Se-ak rose from the Grand Master’s Chair.

“Let’s do that. Let’s go.”

Gae Se-ak began walking.

Il-ro followed respectfully behind.

A maze-like passage. Without a single point of light, only torches and luminous pearls illuminated the corridor.

The place they arrived at this way was Thunder Prison.

Not only those wearing the uniforms of the Jeongcheon Alliance’s Demon Suppression Corps, but people wearing various martial uniforms were imprisoned in Thunder Prison.

The martial artists who appeared to be guards were watching them with stern eyes, but as soon as they saw Gae Se-ak, they prostrated themselves.

“We greet the Sect Leader! Blood God’s descent, Blood God’s dominion over All Under Heaven!”

Gae Se-ak raised his hand lightly.

At Il-ro’s instruction, several guards brought out four people from among those imprisoned in Thunder Prison.

The place they arrived at leading them.

It was like a massive arena.

Here too the ceiling was blocked by rock, and only torches provided light.

After driving the four people into the arena, Il-ro received the glass bottle from Gae Se-ak.

“Hold your breath, Sect Leader.”

Then Il-ro entered the arena, opened the cork of the glass bottle, and sprayed Soul Sleep Poison on the four people.

And quickly retreated.

The four people who inhaled the poison.

These were people who seemed to have already given up on life, with no focus even in their eyes.

They changed after inhaling the poison.

Their eyes seemed to regain focus, then turned ferocious, and soon they appeared to crave something.

And the four people rushed toward each other.

The horrific scene that unfolded afterward.

Gae Se-ak frowned and shook his head.

Leaving the arena where everyone had collapsed behind him and heading to his quarters, Gae Se-ak muttered in a small voice.

“If the incomplete Soul Sleeping Poison was that powerful… if there had been a completed Soul Sleeping Poison, we certainly wouldn’t have been defeated so easily.”

Did he hear that muttering?

Il-ro spoke.

“All Under Heaven would have been under the Blood Cult’s feet. And we could have opened a true Blood God’s world.”

His confident words.

‘Blood God’s world…’

When the four survivors of the Blood Cult Ten Elders brought him to this place, he didn’t even know the reason.

The days when he lived in luxury as the Blood Cult Leader’s grandson and the Young Sect Leader’s son.

He was just a boy who knew nothing.

That child’s world shattered one day.

From that day on, he grew up day by day in hell.

‘Why must I live like this in such a place?’

Simply because his grandfather was the Blood Cult’s leader.

The four old men always spoke to him like brainwashing, saying he must accomplish the great task of reviving the Blood Cult.

In truth, he wasn’t interested.

Whatever happened to the Blood Cult.

When the Blood Cult was destroyed, he was still young if he was young.

He was just annoyed and angry that he had to hide and live in such a place.

Il-ro’s words that he could only escape from this place if the Blood Cult was revived.

It was only because of those words that he tried to move as the four old men desired.

From the beginning, he wondered if the Blood God that the Blood Cult worshipped really existed, would they be doing this in this place?

However.

Gae Se-ak’s thoughts changed a little.

If such poison was completed, it might not be impossible after all.

He became a little interested.

Along with the source of his being trapped in this place.

It seemed he might be able to get revenge on that enemy.

‘Ha Mu-baek.’

A person whose face he had never seen.

But it was a name he had heard from Il-ro until his ears bled.

His enemy and the Blood Cult’s enemy.

Perhaps he might be able to take devastating revenge on that bastard.

 

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A suddenly heard question.

The twenty attackers were startled by the fact that someone had hidden among them and scattered in all directions.

The man left alone.

Ha Mu-baek.

He lightly looked around at the twenty men.

Eyes that activated the Infinite Bright Wheel Eye.

Ha Mu-baek frowned after examining the origin of their internal energy.

“You bastards. What are you?”

He had no choice.

It wasn’t the Blood Cult’s Blood Art.

But it wasn’t normal martial arts either.

It was neither Orthodox Sect martial arts nor Demonic Faction martial arts.

Then what remained were only Blood Art and Demonic Arts, but it was neither.

People who had learned internal energy of completely unknown identity.

That’s why it was suspicious.

He had experienced something recently too.

“Demon Cult?”

Ha Mu-baek’s question.

They showed no movement.

No, they looked around in all directions.

Whether they should fight this sudden uninvited guest, or move according to their original target, or flee.

The leader’s mind was working busily now.

Before entering Muchang, he recalled his commander’s warning.

‘If you meet a bastard named Ha Mu-baek, scatter and flee unconditionally.’

At the same time, he had received a portrait.

The man before his eyes had the face from that picture.

“Blood Cult?”

Then the question was heard again.

Still there was no reaction.

Instead.

The leader’s mouth opened.

“Plan Six! Execute!”

At the same time, he launched his body.

The target was Ha Mu-baek.

He drew his twin swords and swung them aiming for Ha Mu-baek’s neck.

Ha Mu-baek avoided the opponent’s sword too easily.

In that gap, the remaining nineteen left that spot.

All in nineteen directions.

The leader who rushed at Ha Mu-baek was bait.

“This bastard is doing something interesting…”

Ha Mu-baek’s words stopped.

He realized the state of the one who had rushed toward him.

Of the twin swords, only one had flown toward him.

The other sword was piercing through the right chest of the one who had attacked.

He hurriedly approached the man and opened his mouth.

Whether he had bitten a poison pill, his mouth had already turned black.

With his attack, he had diverted Ha Mu-baek’s attention once.

And the nineteen attempted to escape, diverting Ha Mu-baek’s attention once more in the process.

In that gap, the leader committed suicide.

Without a moment’s hesitation.

Ha Mu-baek looked with an incredulous expression at the one collapsing helplessly before his eyes.

The fellow who had already met death.

Since the last war, such a situation had been truly rare.

There were two groups that used such desperate methods.

The Demon Cult and Blood Cult,

The Blood Cult and Demon Cult.

“It’s certain that something is happening in Muchang.”

Such determination to commit suicide as soon as they judged escape was difficult.

It seemed that Dan Mok Un-rae’s household was also entangled in that something.

Since the place these people had gathered to target was Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

“First, let’s go after those who escaped.”

Nineteen directions.

Even for Ha Mu-baek, it would take time to capture them all.

Moreover, he could somewhat predict the outcome of pursuing them.

Nevertheless, he had to attempt it first.

Ha Mu-baek spread his Ki Sense as wide as possible and launched his body with full power.

Lightning Ten Thousand Li Movement.

Since it had truly been a battle of split seconds, Ha Mu-baek deployed his Lightness Skill at maximum speed.

A moment later.

Ha Mu-baek muttered with a bitter smile.

“I lost.”

A low grassland northwest of Muchang.

A corpse lay before Ha Mu-baek’s eyes.

This one had gone the farthest and was the last one.

In the end, Ha Mu-baek had missed all nineteen.

No, he had caught up to them, but by then they had already committed suicide.

In that battle of split seconds, he hadn’t been able to capture a single one.

Ultimately, he couldn’t discover the identity of these bastards.

Either Blood Cult or Demon Cult.

It was certain it was one of those two, but he couldn’t tell which one it was.

On top of that, he didn’t know the reason they had targeted Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

“I should ask the Elder.”

The level of these bastards was by no means low.

They had evaded the Gaebang Members’ attention and gathered near Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

The reason why martial artists of this level would target Dan Mok Un-rae’s house.

Byeokryeokgae would probably know.

The moment Ha Mu-baek lightly stamped his foot, his form disappeared.

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