A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 65



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65.

#Bloodless Mycin (2)

Arsenic filled the corners of Mysin’s mouth.

“Who is going to fight whom? That guy, me? Even if you talk, you have to do something plausible. You might as well beg for your life. Then I’ll think about it.”

It’s you who should be praying. In front of Mao exactly one hundred days later.

“Exactly one hundred days from now. I will go to Maga with the Seven Princes. I will go there and personally ask the Seven Princes about your sins, and if you interfere with this, I will hold Maga responsible as well. So do not run away, but go quietly and wait.”

Myshin’s eyes became even colder. This meant that his pride was greatly hurt.

“Do you think that’s possible? Mao. That lowly servant. Dare to defeat me?”

Woohoo!

A resonant sound and a different energy than before flowed out from Mysin’s body.

A strange power that seems to suck everything in the world out.

And Jang-seo had a vague idea of ​​what it was.

‘Magha’s Bukmyeongsingong (北冥神功) that absorbs the energy of the five elements and even turns the opponent’s bet into your own!’

An unprecedented secret technique that can be said to be the best, excluding the Heavenly Demonic Art.

It was none other than Maga’s personal martial art, Bukmyeongsingong.

It’s the same thing as what sucked me in earlier.

It is definitely felt when he reveals his identity.

Although he is now overshadowed by the Seven Great Princes, it is certain that among the later scholars, there are very few in the world who can stand up to him.

That moment when the cool tension was at its peak.

“Hoo hoo… … hahahahaha!”

Mysin burst into laughter, dispelling the spirit.

Then he said, wiping away tears.

“Okay. I’ll take up that challenge.”

Is it that easy? Rather, it is Jang Seo who starts to distrust others when they agree.

“step.”

“step?”

“If he loses, then I have to have you.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means to become a slave to Mark. A dog that crawls when you tell it to crawl and barks when you tell it to bark.”

“… … .”

“Hehe, why? Are you scared?”

Not at all. Jang-i answered, looking straight ahead.

“Good. But if we win, you will have to pay for all your sins so far. You cannot replace anyone else, and you cannot run away. You will have to pay for it all yourself.”

“How? Should I give you my life? Hahaha! Take it.”

Mysin tilts his head back and touches my Adam’s apple.

If you want to try, then try.

The two people’s murderous gazes exchanged in the air, and finally their heads nodded. The deal was done.

“Then let’s look forward to a hundred days later.”

“Don’t expect anything. That day will be hell for you anyway.”

“Yes. Believe that. Then the expression you make when you do that will be funnier.”

Crazy bastard. As Jang Yiseo was shaking up and down, Mysin turned around as if he had done everything.

Then he walked away and said quietly.

“Prepare the carriage.”

Are you really asking me to make this and then do that?

I was speechless at the prince’s reckless words.

But surprisingly, the old man who had been lying on the floor began to react and wiggle like a trained dog.

He opens his eyes wide, which are now completely white, and walks forward as if he has lost his mind.

The body, not the mind, moved at his command.

He is a slave to the core.

Amazing in many ways.

“ah.”

Mysin, who was following behind, stopped at the entrance and said.

“I couldn’t come empty-handed, so I brought a gift.”

“gift?”

“I’ll leave a chest of drawers in front of you. Open it later. I think you’ll like it. Hahaha.”

And so he disappeared out of Chilsogung Palace, leaving behind only an echoing laughter.

and…….

“Fuck! You’re not here yet? Brother! Brother-! Hey, you little slave!”

An unimaginable tone poured out from the chest of drawers placed in front of the entrance.

“under…….”

Jang-seo looked at the red setting sky and thought.

It was truly a crazy day.

* * *

– Dongting Lake in Hunan Province, Central Plains.

Early evening, the sun was setting.

In front of the large pavilion, against the backdrop of the vast, misty scenery of Dongjeong Lake, there were numerous eccentric figures.

It was the Jeongdohuhakhoe (正道後學會), where the famous adults of the Jeongpa and the later scholars who had reached their prime came together to have a time of exchange under the leadership of the Murim Alliance.

Although it hadn’t even started yet, the pavilion was already bustling.

Because it was such a big event, there aren’t many opportunities for so many celebrities to gather together.

This was especially true for Zhuge Liang, who was one of the oldest adults in the clan and was treated as an elder.

“Your Majesty, it is an honor to greet you in this way.”

“Yes, yes. Always work hard.”

This was the 172nd greeting he received before he had even walked three steps from the entrance. But Zhuge Liang’s expression did not change at all and he held everyone’s hands with a kind smile the whole time.

‘Wow, you’re amazing. If you’re so kind, please let your granddaughter eat some food.’

Jegal So-mi stood in front of the entrance like a folding screen, forcing a smile the whole time and taking the lottery ticket. Now, he was so busy that his arms were about to fall off. His posture was also haphazard. It was understandable because his peers had already settled down and were enjoying the delicacies.

‘It looks delicious… … .’

As I was absentmindedly watching them eat, my mouth started watering without me realizing it. Then, as if I was being narrated, someone next to me shouted in my ear.

“Spit! Where is the big lady drooling? And didn’t I tell you to do your best when showing respect to your opponents? But why are you bending your palm like that when it comes to lottery tickets? Are you trying to make fun of this old man?”

“So… … Please stop now. You’re not the gatekeeper, and how long are you going to stay here? If someone sees you, they’ll think this is your grandfather’s 70th birthday party.”

“Oh my! The four seas are the same, and everyone is like Jijijiu. How can you be so rude… … Hehe, nice to meet you.”

“It’s not rude… … Yes, nice to meet you.”

The two men were grumbling to each other, and when someone approached them, they reflexively turned their heads, smiled faintly, and took the lottery ticket without even looking at each other.

But.

“Haha, sir. How long has it been? I hope you’ve been well.”

“You… … are a fool!”

A middle-aged Taoist monk wearing a dark blue robe and a long robe, which is commonly worn by Taoist monks.

He is the elder of the Hwasan faction and the youngest of the Hwasan Seven Pillars, also known as the Hwasan Seven True Pillars.

It was Hwapyeongja (華平子) Gu Ja-gi.

“How long has it been? Seven years, perhaps?”

“Yes, that’s right, sir.”

“Haha, it’s already like that. You’ve become a proud star now. I almost didn’t recognize you. Oh, you should say hello too. This way… … .”

“I know. You are the great swordsman Hwa-pyeong-ja, known as the gentleman of the volcano. Young girl Jegal So-mi, it’s been a while since I greeted you.”

Jegal So-mi smiled brightly and politely accepted the lottery ticket. It had been a long time since he had seen her, but he was so young that he didn’t have any special memories. However, when he pretended to know her and greeted her, Hwa-pyeong-ja seemed to be in a good mood as she smiled warmly and responded in a friendly manner.

“Yes. It seems like only yesterday that I was walking here, toddling. Now I’ve joined the Four Flowers of the Martial Arts Forest and am called Ji-hwa. I hope your parents are doing well.”

“Yes. How are you? You’re farming and traveling. Well, thanks to that, I’m a little busy.”

“Haha. I heard that you are working hard for the Murim. I hear that you are still busy, sir. I am ashamed to have to rely on you as my junior without being able to give you a break.”

At Hwa Pyeong Ja’s noble words, Jegal Sang and Jegal So Mi looked at each other and sighed deeply.

Hwapyeongja is one of the few who knows of the existence of the rock carvings.

It’s only natural that I feel touched when I meet someone who understands my situation when I have nowhere to vent.

“Let’s talk about that later, when the leader is present. I have a lot to say today.”

“Haha. Yes, I understand.”

Zhuge Shang smiled warmly as if he had met Jiwoo, who was really close to him. Then he looked around and changed the subject.

“But I don’t see any disciples of the Volcano Sect.”

“Hmm? Is something wrong? The disciples will be arriving soon.”

“Oh, I’m trying to find a mate for this punk.”

“Huh?”

Ha, Grandfather! Jegal So-mi’s face turned bright red and she hurriedly grabbed Jegal Sang’s arm and pulled him towards her. Then Jegal Sang snorted, let go of his grip, and grabbed Hwa Pyeong-ja’s hand.

“I’ve been watching you for a long time, but Shaolin and Mudang are too strict. The Hwasan faction is the most free-spirited, and I think it would suit my granddaughter well. What do you think?”

“Ha, haha… … Well. But I’m not sure if our kids will be able to match the status of Murim Sahwa. They still have a lot of shortcomings.”

“Charge! Why not! What’s wrong with the volcano? My close friend and your master, Shenzhou Five Absolutes, the Western Sword Yeojungak. He’s still standing strong.”

“still…….”

“Don’t be a brat. You don’t know what you’re talking about. That kid is so strong at home that there are no men around… … .”

“grandfather!”

Jegal So-mi bit her lip and shouted. As many people looked at her, she tried to cover her face and spoke.

“Grandpa. Seriously, I’ll see you later when I get home. Daehyeop, I’ll see you later.”

Jegal So-mi forced a smile and quickly disappeared. Hwa-pyeong-ja Gu Ja-gi burst out laughing at the absurdity.

“Contrary to her appearance, she is a very courageous woman.”

“That’s why I always worry about who will take him. Oh, by the way, isn’t your disciple also of marriageable age?”

At Zhuge Shang’s sudden question, Hwa Pyeong Ja’s eyes grew as big as lanterns.

“Yes, I’m nineteen now.”

“Oh, right. That kid, Doho… … .”

“I am Seonyu. I have now become a great disciple.”

“That’s right! That’s how it is since you’ve become an elder. You’re still so young, but you’re already a great disciple. The future of Hwasan is bright.”

Although Zhuge Shang spoke nicely, Huapingzi’s mouth was filled with bitterness.

In other words, it is because the power has weakened to that extent.

It’s been nearly 20 years already, but the war between good and evil has taken a lot.

The biggest of these was the loss of human life.

As a result, immediately after the war, many sects took on disciples without discrimination, and thanks to this, the strange phenomenon of people becoming great disciples at a young age became frequent.

“He is a child who still has a lot to learn.”

Anyway, it was like frowning in front of a snail, who knew this better than anyone else, and he quickly relaxed his expression and cautiously showed his intention to refuse.

“Why? Is it that you don’t like the granddaughter of the Zhuge family?”

When Zhuge Shang asked so directly, Hwa Pyeong Ja waved his hands in embarrassment.

“You don’t feel like it? I am honored.”

Honestly, there was absolutely no reason to dislike it. Rather, it was an honor.

Zhuge Shang, like his teacher, is also known as Dong-Hyeon (東賢) among the five great elders of the Zhengpao.

Even my master, Seogeom Yeojungak, is a close friend.

It is truly a great joy for the granddaughter of such a person to be married to my disciple.

“But… … Seonyu is not receiving proper support from the Hwasanpa right now… … .”

The peacemaker’s face darkened. It seemed as if there were internal circumstances that others were unaware of. However, Zhuge Liang answered as if telling them not to worry.

“Then it would be even better! If they don’t collect us from the volcano, why don’t we bring them to our Jegal family?”

At those words, Hwa-pyeong-ja nodded with a pleased yet displeased expression.

“If you think so… … . If the children are okay with it, I will make room for them.”

“No. You stay still. I need to see the child myself.”

“Haha, yes. Please do so. It will be a great learning experience for Seonyu if you meet him.”

“Ahem. That’s right. Come on in.”

Only then did Zhuge Liang, who had finished his business, enter with his characteristically sinister smile on his face, carrying his luggage on his back.

The peacemaker, still unfamiliar with the situation, exhaled and followed.