Third-rate Martial Family Becomes the Best Under Heaven - Chapter 402

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Third-rate Martial Arts Family, Greatest Under Heaven – Episode 402
The Yang-liang Faction in Honam during mid-autumn.
The Heuk-do Faction, which dominated the surrounding regions and was growing at a considerable pace.
Yet today, the Yang-liang Faction would face a bolt from the blue.
“Kill them all. Since I’ll be feeding you with them, don’t eat beforehand—fight first. Understood?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Yes, sir!”
“Yes, sir!”
Yang Hwi kicked through the main gate of the Yang-liang Faction.
“Where’s your leader? Whether you call yourself the Dual Saber or whatever—get your boss out here!”
I was planning to deal with the leader first, but screams erupted.
“Gaaack, cough, cough….”
Turning my head, I saw a Blood Demon Disciple killing the gatekeeper.
“Hehehehe, blood. Blood.”
These inhuman bastards are exactly why I can’t stand them.
Can’t they even follow what I just said?
I flicked my finger lightly, sending them hand in hand down the path to the afterlife.
“The Highest One is Injoong Sinma. I am the one who shall bring your deaths. Dual Saber, reveal yourself.”
‘Ugh, even I’m cringing at what I just said.’
But there was no helping it.
No matter how much I wore a white mask, Gae-cheon-sin-eung Baek Yang-hwi and Injoong Sinma shared the common trait of wielding dual blades.
I didn’t want to abandon my swords and wander about, so I had to create as much contrast as possible in my speech and behavior.
“Who are you? Injoong Sinma—I’ve never heard of such a title.”
The Dual Saber who revealed himself was a middle-aged man with a cunning expression.
Yet despite his appearance, his physique was quite muscular.
“It seems you’ve recently picked up demonic cultivation and mastered it? Hehehehe.”
Yang Hwi frowned slightly.
Even if not completely, he was radiating a sufficiently powerful aura. What was this bastard so confident about?
“Hehehehe, welcome. I shall make today next year the anniversary of your death.”
Blood qi flowed from the Dual Saber’s entire body.
What? This bastard had also obtained and mastered the Blood Demon Technique somewhere.
“Now then, offer your blood and vitality to become part of me!”
“Hmm.”
I caught the Dual Saber’s fist as he rushed forward cloaked in blood qi, effortlessly.
“What?!”
Not “what,” but “what, sir,” is what he should say.
I gave him a sharp slap across the cheek to help him regain his senses.
“You dare challenge after mastering demonic cultivation? Lowly creature, submit to the descent of a Divine Being.”
“Tch, what nonsense! Release me this instant!”
Hmm? My religious fervor isn’t working?
I tightened my grip, shattering the bones in my fist.
“Krrrraaaagh!”
Only then did fear settle into the Dual Saber’s eyes.
-How long have you been cultivating the demonic arts? Answer through sound transmission.
-F-four days…
The fanaticism induced by the Blood Demon Art was a form of heart demon.
Since his original realm was at its peak, the heart demon hadn’t yet taken root.
“Dual Saber. Will you pledge your loyalty to me? If so, I’ll spare your life.”
“I’ll offer you my loyalty, my liver, my gallbladder—everything! Please, just spare my life…”
I released my grip. Despite appearances, he was at the peak realm, so once the heart demon from fanaticism took root, he’d become a useful subordinate.
With that thought, I unleashed my aura once more.
The aura of fanaticism directed toward the Hyeol-sin, now turned toward myself.
“The Highest One!”
“A Divine Being! A Divine Being has descended!”
“Aaaaah, aaaaah!”
Including the existing Blood Demon Disciples, there were a bit over one hundred twenty in total.
Quantity mattered, but considering the hassle, quality took priority for now.
“Fight each other until thirty remain. Use the corpses of the fallen as nourishment. Begin.”
“Your will!”
“Your wiiiill!”
It took roughly two hours for one hundred twenty to be reduced to thirty.
Considering the time needed to absorb blood and life force through the Blood Demon Art’s unique draining ability, I’d need to stay here for a day.
‘Hmm. It’d be a waste to just kill time here.’
I selected three separately. According to information I’d gathered beforehand, they were particularly vicious and well-connected.
“Go spread the word. Among those you know, pick out the ones with the dirtiest crimes and tell them to learn the Blood Demon Art and come under my command.”
“Divine Being, we accept your orders!”
These were people who’d learned the Blood Demon Art because they wanted to grow stronger, even if it meant devouring others.
What would they want to do once they became stronger? It was all the same.
The chance to boast about growing stronger in an instant by showing off a bit of power—they rushed off eagerly.
“Each of you absorb those you’ve killed and cultivate your qi. Ah, Dual Saber, come here for a moment.”
I learned from the Dual Saber the path through which he’d acquired the demonic art and the cultivation method itself.
‘Tracking the Blood Sect bastards through that path would be impossible.’
Still, the cultivation method was worth harvesting.
It was of a higher grade than the demonic arts distributed in the early stages to the other Blood Demon Disciples.
Evidence that the Blood Sect was continuously distributing demonic arts.
‘What the hell are those blood-soaked bastards after?’
Well, thanks to them, I’d managed to gather those who’d learned the Blood Demon Art and use them against the Hyeol Sa-ryeon in a mutually destructive conflict.
‘The cultivation method… hmm. The quality is still too low to be of practical use right now.’
Recently, I’d begun researching the demonic arts.
Since I harbored hun-qi, the purest form of demonic energy, in my dantian, I wanted to find ways to maximize its utilization.
‘Thanks to establishing the Primordial Spirit’s dual foundation, I no longer need to worry about being swayed by spiritual energy or falling into demonic possession or heart demons. Now I should put it to proper use.’
Conveniently, the Blood Sect was unleashing their blood demon techniques, making this an excellent opportunity from that perspective as well.
It was like digging a ditch and catching crayfish in the process.
“Divine Being, the training has been completed.”
“Is that so?”
A quick glance revealed that everyone’s momentum had changed dramatically from before.
Not only had their internal energy based on blood essence surged, but they also appeared skilled in wielding blood essence.
One of the terrifying aspects of the Blood Sect’s demonic techniques was that as the blood essence one possessed increased, so did one’s proficiency in wielding it.
‘By average standards, they’re still only second-rate. Only the Dual Saber has reached the pinnacle. Well, I should be able to build up a force quickly enough.’
Then shall I go find the next prey?

* * *
There were two objectives I needed to achieve while operating as Injoong Sinma.
First. Rally blood demons and build them into a faction.
Second. Establish a reputation as Injoong Sinma.
“The Sansha Faction is the largest sect in this region, correct?”
“Yes. They monopolize the human trafficking business, so there’s no doubt.”
Human trafficking? Where had I heard that before—ah, those bastards.
“Is the faction leader Noheukg-gwi-chal?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Noheukg-gwi-chal. A sect member who had died by Yang Hwi’s hand in my previous life.
I had taken on a request from someone whose daughter had been kidnapped, and their deeds were so heinous that after rescuing her, I had sought them out separately and killed them.
‘Thanks to that, I had a rough time shaking off the pursuers for several days. But it’s a fond memory now.’
I spent a moment in contemplation about the fate of killing someone I had already slain in my previous life.
Well, they weren’t good enough to spare from death anyway.
Contemplation over.
“Let’s go devour them.”
“As you command!”
“As you command!”
The Sansha Faction was large enough that I couldn’t annihilate them in a single day.
If I displayed my true martial power, I could crush the Sansha Faction ten or twenty times over, but doing so would ruin my plan to consume the Blood Sect’s subjugation force.
‘At first, I’ll appear weak. Gradually reveal my strength and consume as much as possible.’
Ten days passed that way. Noheukg-gwi-chal, the Sansha Faction leader, finally emerged, and after deliberately dragging out the fight for about a hundred exchanges, I severed his neck.
“Take it and consume it.”
“Divine Being, aren’t you absorbing it yourself?”
“At the Bon-jwa’s level, such trash is merely turbid energy.”
It was as I replied indifferently.
A faint scream echoed from afar. I immediately unleashed my lightness technique.
In one of the Sansha Faction’s warehouses, a Blood Demon Disciple was approaching a woman with his trousers lowered.
‘Human trafficking… a space where they confine the kidnapped?’
“Hey. What are you doing?”
“Ah, Divine Being! Would you like to taste it first?”
I cut his throat immediately.
Damn these worthless bastards.
I need to increase my numbers as quickly as possible. Gather them all up and dump them before the Blood Sect, then crush them.
‘First, I need to put on a show.’
I severed the limbs of the corpse that had just died.
“Blinded by lust, defying my orders.”
I deliberately muttered excuses while gazing coldly at the woman trembling in fear.
“Common people. Not even worth consuming.”
I turned my body and ascended to the roof of the highest pavilion in the mountain temple.
“I command you. Those who act outside my orders shall be put to death.”
If the demon leaders tried to prevent assault, it would look suspicious.
But killing those who prioritized their desires over my commands became a necessary act for the sake of propriety.
‘The problem is it’s only a temporary measure… Ah.’
A good idea occurred to me.
If desire is the problem, why not just castrate them all?
‘Won-woo.’
I whispered the name while gazing at the sky.
A spiritual connection formed immediately. Won-woo, who had been hiding in the sky so high it was invisible to the eye, had entered my range.
‘Go to Seolha and tell her. I need help.’
-Kiiiiiii!
Won-woo’s cry faded into the distance.
At the same time, a piece of paper tied to a stone fell from the sky with a thud.
‘A family communication slip.’
[MAJOR PLAN CHANGE.]
[CRITICAL VARIABLE IN HUNAN. IMMEDIATE COUNTERMEASURES AGAINST BLOOD DEMONS REQUIRED.]
[GAE-CHEON-SIN-EUNG AND BAEK FAMILY TO HANDLE EXTERMINATION OF BLOOD DEMONS LEAVING HUNAN PROVINCE.]
[IL-IK ALLIANCE MAIN FORCE HEADING TO SICHUAN. DIRECT CONTAINMENT AND ASSAULT ON GUIZHOU BLOOD SECT COMMENCING.]
I burned it immediately after reading.
‘Fortunately, it’s being handled exactly as I wanted.’
Now that the Blood Demon Technique has been unleashed, the Il-Ik Alliance’s strategy must change as well.
One advantage: since a major disturbance has erupted in Hunan, I no longer need to worry about Hunan’s forces aiding the Blood Sect.
After all, both the Heuk-do faction and heterodox sects in Hunan were doing the same things Yang Hwi was doing with his Blood Demon Disciples.
‘In other words, the Il-Ik Alliance can now project its full strength against the Blood Sect.’
Of course, we’re still at a disadvantage. Therefore, I must use the Sect Leader to sufficiently weaken the Blood Sect’s forces.
‘Either way, this means the Baek Family will monopolize all of Hunan.’
The Baek Family took full responsibility for countermeasures against the blood demons.
In other words, if we exterminate all the blood demons, Hunan’s profits would be exclusively the Baek Family’s.
‘Since we’re taking on the cleanup instead of gaining merit fighting the Blood Sect, other sects won’t be able to raise objections.’
“Hehehehe.”
“What brings you such joy, Divine Being?”
“Nothing worth mentioning.”
Everything was proceeding according to plan.
For the first time in my life, that Cheonma bastard actually proved useful.
If the Blood Demon Art hadn’t been released, I would have had to assassinate the Hyeol Sa-ryeon’s sworn brother and stake my life on it.
“Blood Demon Disciples, follow behind me. We hunt for our next meal!”
I repeatedly sought out appetizing heterodox sects, slaughtering them all to consume or subjugate them as subordinates.
Several days passed in this manner.
“Divine Being! The Blood Alliance approaches. The Blood Alliance has mobilized…!”
One of the Blood Demon Disciples reported with a voice laden with tension.
In the distance, a banner inscribed with “Great Blood Alliance” rapidly drew closer.
‘Injoong Sinma’s infamy hasn’t spread widely yet. There was no report from Namgung Cheon-yeong either.’
Ah, perhaps it was merely a coincidence that our paths crossed with a suppression force that had mobilized under the pretext of exterminating blood demons.
If that were the case, the absence of a report from Namgung Cheon-yeong made perfect sense.
‘How fortuitous.’
“I am Injoong Sinma. A Divine Being reincarnate. Before me, the Blood Alliance is powerless.”
I stepped forward, bathed in the reverent gazes of my disciples.
“Whelps of the Blood Alliance!”
I called out loudly and surveyed them at a glance—three at the pinnacle realm and twenty at the first-rate level.
This was equivalent to the full strength of an ordinary sect.
‘Perfect.’
“Your leader shall come forth. Kneel before me.”
“Who in the hell are you, crawling out from some hole?”
A cold-faced young man sneered and began emanating killing intent.
“Dare you? What? Kneel? To Naeng Do-hyeol-su?”
‘Naeng Do-hyeol-su. One of the disciples, then?’
“You’ve learned a bit of demonic art and grown arrogant. You should be the one kneeling. Do so, and I’ll spare you torture before sending you off gently….”
Shing—!
Naeng Do-hyeol-su’s head was severed.

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