The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 187
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Chapter 187. Take Care of Yourself
News of the strange deaths in Muchang Castle was immediately delivered to Byeokryeokgae.
However, Byeokryeokgae was in no state of mind to receive that news right now.
He was simply trembling all over as he looked at the three portraits his subordinate had brought.
“This is Gwang Hoe-cheon. And this is Hyeong Ui-cheon.”
He placed the two portraits side by side.
Looking at them this way, the two were completely different people with no relation whatsoever.
But then he moved the two portraits apart and placed one portrait in between them.
The artists had applied possible modifications to Hyeong Ui-cheon’s face. There were even small annotations written.
The content explained how various modifications would result in this appearance.
“Wearing an eyepatch over one eye? No, that bastard Hyeong Ui-cheon is truly one-eyed and can’t see out of one eye. It’s not just covered with an eyepatch…”
He had already thoroughly investigated Hyeong Ui-cheon.
He had confirmed multiple times that the man had truly lost sight in one eye.
“Gaining weight. Injuring the throat to alter the voice.”
Byeokryeokgae carefully read through the annotations.
Indeed, looking at the changes in eye size and shape due to weight gain, Gwang Hoe-cheon and Hyeong Ui-cheon clearly resembled each other.
However, the most important thing.
Hyeong Ui-cheon had not learned martial arts.
His subordinates’ opinion on this matter was.
“Either his dantian was destroyed or his internal energy was restricted…”
Destroying one’s own eye, injuring the throat to change the voice. And eliminating internal energy.
Gaining so much weight that he could barely walk properly and would sweat profusely even while sitting still.
It was insane.
Each and every one of these acts was completely insane.
Most people wouldn’t be able to execute even one of these things.
But that bastard had done them all.
So.
“We couldn’t find him. Even after seeing him multiple times, we never imagined…”
It was a self-deprecating mutter.
“Hyeong Ui-cheon. No, Gwang Hoe-cheon! That damn bastard.”
Byeokryeokgae’s eyes flashed.
“Everyone. We attack Wolryong Manor! Prepare yourselves. And inform Instructor Ha of this fact as well!”
Byeokryeokgae shouted with a voice full of rage. However, that shout could not be immediately executed.
It was because of the subordinate who had come to report the strange deaths in Muchang.
“Sir. A great disaster has occurred in Muchang right now.”
Only then did the beggar who had rushed over urgently tell of the terrible incident that had just occurred.
After hearing the entire report, Byeokryeokgae’s eyes blazed even more fiercely.
“Those Blood Sect bastards who wouldn’t be enough even if torn apart and fed to dogs. Indeed, they were carrying out their cruel schemes in Muchang. In the end, all of this is Gwang Hoe-cheon’s doing! That bastard’s machinations. We attack Wolryong Manor immediately! Gather all our forces there!”
It was a repetition of his earlier command.
Ha Mu-baek had captured that monster, so it would be difficult to contact him immediately.
But seeing how he had appeared right away, he too must know there were problems at Wolryong Manor.
In any case, he would strike first now.
Gwang Hoe-cheon, who had likely restricted or destroyed his own martial arts to stay away from the Beggar Sect’s attention.
Thanks to that, he had been able to hide for all these years, but now that he had been discovered, it would prove to be a fatal mistake.
Byeokryeokgae grasped his striking staff made of blue steel bamboo for the first time in a very long while.
His unique weapon that he had always kept by his side.
How much blood of Blood Sect and Demon Sect members was stained on this?
Today would be the day to stain it with a traitor’s blood.
***
Hyeong Ui-cheon received an urgent report from a subordinate merchant during his morning meal.
Strange deaths had occurred in Muchang.
After hearing the details, Hyeong Ui-cheon nodded.
‘I expected one or two would emerge eventually, but it’s a few days earlier than I thought.’
He recalled Jang Han’s face.
Was he constitutionally susceptible to Jamhon Poison? Manager Dong had reported that his poisoning symptoms were particularly severe.
That’s why Hyeong Ui-cheon had personally gone to confirm his face.
The subordinate merchant making the report now was a truly pure merchant who knew nothing about Jamhon Poison.
So he was asking with such a terrified face whether they shouldn’t wrap up their business in Muchang.
Looking at his serious expression, Hyeong Ui-cheon quietly nodded.
Hyeong Ui-cheon also felt the need to wrap things up.
But for a different reason.
‘Now that things have come to this, both the Beggar Sect and Ha Mu-baek will target this place. Well, Ha Mu-baek would have been affected by Jamhon Poison.’
The reporting merchant didn’t know Ha Mu-baek’s face. No, originally he had been so startled when Jang Han tried to devour his colleague that he immediately ran here, so he didn’t even know of Ha Mu-baek’s appearance.
‘Byeokryeokgae will come attacking soon.’
Hyeong Ui-cheon knew Byeokryeokgae’s temperament quite well.
Then he should start preparing.
“I understand. Then discuss with the other managers how long it would take to wrap up the business.”
“Ah, understood.”
The merchant answered urgently and withdrew from the room.
Hyeong Ui-cheon dismissed all the maids. Then he took out a bell with a black tinge from among the bells hanging on his clothes and rang it.
Ding-a-ling. Ding-a-ling.
The ringing sound trembled finely, creating an eerie noise.
Shortly after, a white-haired old man entered.
“Dan-ju, did you call for me?”
“The Beggar Sect seems likely to come soon.”
At Hyeong Ui-cheon’s words, the old man’s eyes gleamed.
“Gather the subordinates and deal with them, Manager Jin.”
At Hyeong Ui-cheon’s words, an emotion of ecstasy arose in the eyes of the old man called Manager Jin.
A Blood Sect member who had not learned Blood Arts.
He was a subordinate who had been secretly hidden in Danan Trading Company, assigned to Hyeong Ui-cheon by Il-ro.
“Understood. I will slaughter every single one of those stinking beggar bastards without leaving any alive.”
“And please call Manager Dong.”
Manager Jin withdrew while emanating thick killing intent.
He and his subordinates were definitely not weak.
In the Blood Sect, they had selected and learned the relatively strong martial arts from all the orthodox and unorthodox sects from the last war.
Of course, Blood Sect members naturally had to learn Blood Arts.
However, given the nature of their work, they had no choice but to abandon Blood Arts and learn martial arts from other sects.
Perhaps because of this?
Their hostility toward the orthodox and unorthodox martial world was greater than other Blood Sect members, and their killing intent was thicker.
They blamed them for taking away their Blood Arts.
Shortly after, Manager Dong entered.
“I heard the news.”
Manager Dong bowed his waist respectfully.
“Yes. It was much faster than expected. Right when Byeokryeokgae was catching the scent.”
At Hyeong Ui-cheon’s words, Manager Dong simply kept his head lowered.
“Gather all the remaining quantity and send half to the Main Headquarters, then scatter the remaining half throughout Muchang.”
At those words, Manager Dong’s head shot up.
“It’s still incomplete.”
At those words, Hyeong Ui-cheon shook his head.
“It’s complete. That poison recorded in the texts… is impossible unless we perfectly recreate the Golden Command Greedy Blood Poison Arts. We created something similar through a combination of blood arts and poison arts, changing the poison mixture to make it as similar as possible, but… anything beyond this is impossible.”
Manager Dong said nothing.
In fact, he had somewhat expected this. The experiments at Wolryong Inn had mainly been about poison dosage after all.
“Then Muchang will truly become a hellish scene.”
At Manager Dong’s words, Hyeong Ui-cheon smiled coldly and nodded.
“That’s how it should be. The sect has a promise with me. To keep that promise, that level of chaos is necessary.”
“What about the targets?”
“Five hundred civilians. Half the remaining quantity should be enough for that. We need to turn Muchang into complete chaos. I’d like to use it all if I could, but… it seems my relationship with the sect will end today.”
At Hyeong Ui-cheon’s words, Manager Dong bowed deeply.
Having served him for quite some time to recreate the Soul Sleep Poison, he had developed considerable affection.
“You’ve worked hard all this time. Send the Soul Sleep Poison and its manufacturing method to the Main Headquarters immediately, then have everyone escape Muchang after scattering the poison. Some of you should return to the Main Headquarters as it will make creating Soul Sleep Poison easier in the future. Especially you, Manager Dong. I hope you return safely to the Main Headquarters.”
Manager Dong remained with his waist bowed.
“The Beggar Sect beggars will come rushing soon. Be careful. Well then, I’ll be going now.”
“Take care of yourself.”
Manager Dong left those words and departed from the room.
Now completely alone, Hyeong Ui-cheon.
He personally moved the wheels of his wheelchair.
Hyeong Ui-cheon came to the center of the room and shouted toward the outside with a thunderous voice like a lion’s roar.
Since the soundproofing was thorough, it had to be this loud for his subordinates outside to hear his voice.
“No matter what happens from now on, never let anyone into this room. Even if Wolryong Manor collapses!”
“Yes!”
The guard warriors’ response could be heard from outside the door.
Hyeong Ui-cheon nodded and pressed hard on the ends of both armrests of his wheelchair.
Click.
With a small mechanical sound, the ends of the armrests broke and two medicine containers popped out.
Hyeong Ui-cheon opened both medicine containers.
They contained white and black pills respectively.
“Finally, I get to take these.”
A smile appeared on Hyeong Ui-cheon’s lips.
“Now it’s time to return as Gwang Hoe-cheon.”
With those words, Hyeong Ui-cheon threw both pills into his mouth simultaneously.
As soon as they touched his saliva, they dissolved into liquid, mixed together, and went down his throat.
At the same time, hot energy began to fill all the blood vessels in his body.
‘Two hours. Two hours.’
That was the time it would take for the internal energy restraints placed on his dantian to be completely released.
***
The man’s eyes rolled back white as his whole body trembled violently.
He couldn’t endure the pain of burning away the poison energy.
Half an hour passed like that.
Ha Mu-baek’s hand left the man’s pulse point.
The man collapsed heavily to the ground.
Soon, a terrible stench began to rise from his body.
It was the smell of the burned poison energy.
A smell that naturally made one frown.
Ha Mu-baek was calm since he had experienced this once before.
The man’s appearance was pitiful.
Not only were the remnants of poison energy flowing out through all his pores, but he had even wet himself.
“Hi, hiik.”
The remaining eight of the Dongjeong Nine Heroes were startled by that sight.
When Ha Mu-baek’s gaze turned to them, they hesitantly backed away.
“You won’t be as bad as that. I’m busy, so come quickly.”
He detoxified them one by one like that.
At the same time, Ha Mu-baek’s face darkened.
The number of Muchang people who had eaten food from Wolryong Inn and Wolryong Pavilion was enormous.
They too would have poison energy latent in their bodies.
It was impossible for him to remove all the poison energy one by one like this.
“It seems we’ll need an antidote…”
Ha Mu-baek’s muttering.
“We should try to make one.”
Then Dang Ji-yeon, whom Han Seol-bing had brought in again, spoke.
“Would that be possible?”
“I don’t know. Just in case, I sent an urgent message to Grandfather and am on my way back.”
As she said this, Dang Ji-yeon took out various instruments from her backpack.
“Jin-san.”
Dang Ji-yeon’s cold voice.
“Uh, yes.”
“Help me. It seems a bit difficult for me alone.”
He was the only one here who had learned even a little about handling poisons.
“Oh, and the Beggar Sect’s movements were unusual.”
Dang Ji-yeon shared the information she had gathered while hurriedly visiting Muchang.
Ha Mu-baek nodded slightly.
He was already monitoring Muchang’s movements with his ki sense.
Then there was movement that caught Ha Mu-baek’s ki sense.
Countless flocks of birds flying up into the sky from Wolryong Manor.
They were messenger pigeons and messenger hawks.
Hundreds of them flew up mixed together.
How could they have possessed such a number of birds?
Ha Mu-baek hurriedly looked around.
However, there was no one with a bow.
“Elder Brother. They’re flying from Wolryong Manor toward twelve directions outside Muchang.”
Ha Seol-ran spoke urgently.
She too had been monitoring Wolryong Manor’s movements with her ki sense.
At Ha Seol-ran’s words, the others’ faces hardened stiffly.
What else could Wolryong Manor, which was trying to dye Muchang with fear and chaos using a strange poison, be plotting?
What was the reason for all those birds taking flight?
Could they be trying to scatter that strange poison throughout all of Murim?
If so, what were the destinations?
Would the Tang Family Territory, Wudang, and Zhongnan be alright?
And what results would that bring?
All sorts of thoughts tangled together, appearing and disappearing in their minds.
No matter how much they thought, there was no way to catch the birds in the sky.
Anxiety settled on the cadets’ faces.
Ha Mu-baek also looked up at the sky with a complicated gaze.
He too didn’t know what was tied to the legs of the carrier hawks and messenger pigeons.
He would need to catch at least one, but there was no bow and arrow.
“There’s no choice.”
Ha Mu-baek muttered as he brought his hand to his sword hilt.
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