Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 26



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Episode 26 – The Imoogi of Gangseo Castle (1)

The mastermind behind the salt sales incident was the remnants of the Demonic Cult, the Mad Demon!

As soon as the case was solved, rumors spread like wildfire.

As the saying goes, a horse without legs can travel a thousand miles, the rumor spread beyond Yihwang to the entire Oksan County, and now there was no one in all of Jiangxi Province who did not know about it.

Whenever three or more people gathered, this topic inevitably came up.

Moreover, there was no better side dish than this, so the taverns, drinking houses, and guest houses throughout the Jiangxi Province were filled with alcohol tables without end, and the truly absurd fact that record sales were being broken every day occurred.

As drinking parties continued to be held in the Gangseo Province every day, outsiders from other regions joined in to see what was going on.

“Oh my god! The remnants of the Demonic Cult instigated the salt merchant!”

“They say he was a man with a crazy mind.”

“You crazy fool!!”

“Oh, that’s surprising. Did this old man eat a pot of rice? Why is he so energetic?”

“Is that really…? That the mastermind behind it was really a madman?”

“It must be true since the Murim Alliance and the government office declared it, but does your Majesty know?”

A demonic sect that was destroyed 50 years ago.

However, the scars that the Demonic Cult had left on the world still remained, and there were still generations alive who remembered the horrors of that time.

“···Don’t be ridiculous. Just hearing the words ‘Gwangmaum-eui’ makes even a crying child stop crying.”

“I was one of those kids who just stopped crying. But I thought I’d never hear the word crazy again after that…”

Rumors, once they spread, have the property of gaining life.

Moreover, rumors that come to life tend to grow and expand at will, so rumors cannot be believed at face value.

“Was he really that evil?”

“These guys are full of boasts.”

“Sir, is it possible that Gwangmaumgui is not afraid of dried persimmons?”

Puhahahahahaha!

Laughter, half joking and half sarcastic, filled the room.

However, the generations that experienced the devil could not laugh.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t know.”

“If you haven’t experienced it······you will never know.”

“Why are these inspirations so serious?”

“You weren’t just saying that when you were drunk?”

The smiles disappeared from people’s faces one by one.

“Who did you say was the one who caught the madman’s ear?”

“Hey, he was a local military officer who was stationed in Oksanhyeon, Uihwang… Oh, right. He was the military officer’s Cheongun. He was called the military officer’s Cheongun.”

The missionary’s blue cloud.

“Someone said it was also called a snake.”

“Hahaha···!”

The older people suddenly burst into laughter at the mention of the snake.

“Yes, it’s an Imoogi! An Imoogi from Gangseo Province!”

“There was a giant snake sleeping in that corner of the village! Hahahaha!”

“Are these old men losing their minds? Why are they acting like that all of a sudden?”

Imoogi of Gangseo Province.

These words became a word without legs, and spread in an instant, crossing a thousand miles and reaching ten thousand miles.

* * *

The Wulin Alliance located in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province.

“Hmm.”

The military officer of the Murim Alliance, Zhuge Liangbao, let out a small sigh.

He was holding several letters in his hand, and Zhuge Liangbao’s eyes were fixed on the letters the whole time.

Zhuge Liangbao’s deep eyes and insightful gaze scanned the letter. He stroked his beard and thought about the contents of the letter.

“The revival of the Demonic Cult.”

There had been rumors vaguely circulating within the Murim Alliance for several years. However, they were nothing more than ‘rumors’······.

“Is it really true that Cheonma is alive and not dead?”

Now, it has become a rumor that cannot be ignored. No, honestly, even now, Zhuge Liangbao cannot believe it.

If the person who wrote the letter that Zhuge Liangbao was looking at now was not ‘Kwai Qingtian’, Zhuge Liangbao would have probably dismissed it as nonsense.

“Hmm.”

Zhuge Liangbai looked through the letter from Kuai Qingtian once more. The letter contained a report on the recent salt-feeding incident.

A detailed and detailed report spanning several pages.

The contents could be largely summarized into ‘two things’.

The first is definitely the revival of the Demonic Cult.

And the second is······.

“Cheongun.”

There was a warrior named Cheongun.

In fact, Kwai Cheong Cheon’s report was focused on a man named Cheong Woon rather than the revival of the Demonic Cult.

Since the content of the report would not have progressed without the name Cheongun, I thought it would be okay to just call it the ‘Cheongun Report’.

What’s more, the content is also······.

“Is this all true?”

It was a series of unbelievable stories. If this were true, it would be as if the man named ‘Cheong-un’ had solved all the cases by himself.

He even single-handedly confronted the mastermind and mastermind behind the incident, ‘Gwangmaumgwi’.

A mad demon and a lustful ghost.

Jegal Yangbaek was also a name I had heard of. As a soldier of the Murim Alliance, I could say that I knew him better than anyone else.

In the past, he was the red-blooded leader of the Demonic Cult and was a being no different from ‘fear’ to the people of the martial arts world.

If you see the Gwangmaumgui, a first-rate expert will keep a distance of at least three zhang, a second-rate expert will not even look at it, and a third-rate expert will already be as good as dead the moment he enters their sight.

Even first-class masters were nothing more than children in front of Gwangmaumgui, and hundreds of warriors died by his hands.

If we include innocent civilians, the number could easily reach thousands.

Of course, it is natural for people to become weaker as time passes, but Gwangmaum-gwi, who gave up on being human, was an exception.

Zhuge Liangbao’s thought and judgment was that it would be stronger than before, but not weaker.

however······.

“A man named Cheongun faced Gwangmaumgui alone?”

Who on earth is this Cheongun?

“An unrelated teacher?”

He is said to be a military officer called a missionary.

Of course, even if it was just an unrelated criminal, the key question was ‘what kind’ of an unrelated criminal it was.

The ‘Gupilbang’, the ten martial arts groups that command the world, and the ‘Odaesega’ that stand shoulder to shoulder with them were in some ways no different from ‘Mugwan’.

In other words, if he was a teacher of the Gupaebang and Odaesega, he was a very outstanding master······.

“Missionary.”

Cheongun was the teacher of a military officer called Seonmu-gwan. Jegal Yang-baek pondered the name ‘Seonmu-gwan’ deeply.

Even Zhuge Liangbao did not know all of the countless military leaders stationed throughout the world. However, as a soldier of the Murim Alliance, he knew the military leaders of the ‘famous’ families.

“······I don’t remember.”

But this is the first time I’ve heard of it.

In other words, it means that it is an unrelated person who has neither been heard nor seen.

“I am twenty-one years old.”

I’m just past the age of maturity.

But does this make sense?

Zhuge Liangbao was dumbfounded even while reading the report.

At twenty-one, he was a newcomer to the martial arts world.

That is, it means a newbie.

Of course, even if you are a rookie in the martial arts world, you can still have outstanding martial arts skills.

Aren’t the ‘latest indices of the old file room’, who are called the geniuses of the century, like that?

These ‘monsters’ are not only born with genius-level talent, but have also learned various ‘elixirs’ and ‘secret techniques’ called ‘upward martial arts’ since childhood.

The later index refers to the ‘future’ that will lead the future of martial arts.

···Still, it won’t work.

Even the review indices of the old file room are no match for the ears of the madman.

If the later indexes are ‘monsters’, then Gwangmaumgui is an ‘old monster’ that is nearly a hundred years old. He is not enough to deal with an old monster that has become more evil over time.

“And yet you fought the mad ghost alone?”

A criminal from a remote rural village who has just passed the age of majority, not even a senior citizen?

Thus, at the end of the report, Kwai Cheong Cheon evaluated Cheong Un as follows.

“It’s an Imoogi···.”

A snake biting a Yeouiju and waiting for the ‘time’ to become a dragon.

“Has there ever been anyone who gave such an evaluation?”

First of all, there was no memory of Jegal Yangbaek. In terms of skill alone, Kwae Cheong Cheon was one of the top ten in the Murim Alliance.

Isn’t it the same as the refreshing breeze that scolded the reviewers of the old file room, saying, “This is pathetic.”

“But it’s a snake?”

Zhuge Liangbai was suspicious of whether the person who sent this report was really Kwai Qingtian. However, the seal stamped on the report clearly proved that he was the leader of the Chupung Swords.

“The revival of the Demonic Cult and the Imoogi of Gangseo Castle.”

Both are major events that will shake the world.

Although Zhuge Liangbao had the important responsibility of being the military leader of the Murim Alliance, it was by no means an issue that Zhuge Liangbao could handle and judge on his own.

Outside the window.

It was a slow night with moonlight hanging over the clouds.

“I must see the leader.”

Zhuge Liangbao put the report in his bosom and slowly got up from his seat.

* * *

“Imugi of Gangseo Province?”

Yang Jong-cheon tilted his head at the words he heard all of a sudden.

I was momentarily curious, but that only lasted for a moment.

“That’s not even funny.”

Yang Jong-cheon couldn’t even laugh. It was understandable, because the nickname ‘Imugi’ seemed ridiculous to Yang Jong-cheon, who was a shaman’s later index.

This was not only true for Yang Jong-cheon, but also for those gathered here at the ‘Chilryongsambonghoe (Seven Dragons and Three Phoenixes)’.

Seven Dragons and Three Peaks Association.

It was a place of harmony where none other than the ‘Hugijisu’ of Gupaebang gathered to share friendship, and it was a gathering where seven dragons and three phoenixes played.

The term “late-generation exponent” refers to the next generation’s eldest son or those who demonstrate qualities, talents, and accomplishments comparable to those of the eldest son.

That is why the ‘Gupilbang’s Later Index’ who commands the world could be said to be the most promising ‘future’ of martial arts in the world.

“That’s too much of a title for a country bumpkin who doesn’t have a military background.”

The words of Tak Bo-Hui, known as the later index of Shaolin.

As expected, Tak Bo-hwi had the same thought.

“I heard that they caught the remnants of the demonic cult called Gwangmaumgui······”

Following that, Song Gwi-gwang of Jongnampa spoke up.

“Even if it’s called the Demonic Cult, wasn’t it a group that was destroyed 50 years ago?”

“You’re making a fuss over catching an old man who’s already so old, tsk.”

‘Maemulyeong of the Volcano faction’ and ‘Seongunyeop of the Communist faction’ added a word each.

“I listened carefully and it seems that the Imperial Central Army has moved in.”

“What? So the central imperial army captured everything and took all the credit?”

And then there was ‘The Flower of the Pointless’ and ‘The Open Imhobang’.

These are the seven dragons.

That is, among the later index of the old file room, there were seven ‘men’.

“But if you look at the fact that the Great Lord Kwai himself called Cheongun a snake, it is clear that he is no ordinary person.”

“Ha! When did you say we were in a bad situation, and now you’re saying that a country officer is a snake?”

It was ‘Amipa’s Akryuhyang’ and ‘Haenampa’s Gwachoa’.

“Even the best of the best have lost their discernment. Isn’t it time for them to retire now?”

Finally, to ‘Jonarin of the Kunlun School’.

They were three phoenixes and the later indices of women.

Seven Dragons and Three Phoenixes.

They were the later incumbents of the Gupaebang who commanded the world.

“Isn’t everyone curious? Who is the person that the quick-witted Daeju called Imoogi?”

The shaman’s later index, Yang Jong-cheon, asked the previous indexes. And most of them seemed to agree.

A member of the Murim Alliance, the leader of the Chupung Swordsmanship, and Kwaecheongcheon.

Kwai Cheong-cheon had commented on the Chilryongsambong gathered here as being ‘pathetic’, but he could not shake off his curiosity about the man named Cheong-un, whom he called ‘Imugi’.

but.

“I don’t think it’s necessary to go all the way to Gangseo-seong.”

Jonalin of Kunlun answered, and Yang Jongcheon also agreed with Jonalin’s words.

“Of course, there is no need for us to go all the way to such a remote place.”

“Then what do you want to do?”

“Isn’t the Yongbong branch meeting coming up soon?”

Yongbong Branch.

It was a gathering where the world’s greatest geniuses gathered to compete in martial arts, with the meaning being that the dragon and the phoenix would determine who was better.

The winner here would be given the honor of being considered the best late-game index player of the current era, so it was the best martial arts competition in the world, with the participation of all the schools in the world, including ‘Gupilbang’ and ‘Five Great Sages’.

“Should we invite a man named Cheongun to the Yongbong branch?”

“He is about the same age as us, and he is a missionary officer, an unheard-of military officer, but isn’t he still a ‘military officer’?”

In other words, Cheongun was fully qualified to participate in the Yongbong Branch.

So, all you have to do is show it clearly there.

In the end, a snake is just a snake.

If you don’t bite the Yeouiju, you are a ‘small creature’ that will never be able to become a dragon, even for a hundred years or a thousand years.

It can never reach the level of the dragons and phoenixes gathered here.

“Shouldn’t we let that arrogant snake know that there is a ‘heaven’?”

The words of Yang Jong-cheon that I heard.

The reviewers of other old files nodded their heads.

* * *

Flash!

As my eyes opened, something filled my vision.

It was a familiar ceiling now.

It was none other than the home of our town’s council member, Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon. It was an unexpected situation, but this was already the third time.

I got up without panicking and with familiarity.

“Ugh···!”

But I couldn’t get up because of the pain that was stabbing me in the stomach. It was no joke, it felt like someone was stabbing a knife into my stomach.

“ah.”

It was only then that he realized that he had suffered a serious injury, having been stabbed in the abdomen by the demon ogre.

It was literally a ‘fist-sized hole’, so it could be seen that a knife had been stuck into his stomach.

As it was a serious injury that threatened his life, his body was not in good condition.

In particular, my right leg was extremely numb, and I couldn’t move it at all no matter how hard I tried. I checked my leg in a hurry, wondering if something was seriously wrong.

and.

I was able to find a ‘woman’ sleeping with her head on my leg.

The woman was burying her face in my leg, so I couldn’t see her face, but I could still easily identify her.

Silver hair that seems to be soaking up moonlight.

Anyone who looked at it could tell it was ‘Namgung Yerin’.

however.

‘Why is Namgung Yerin here?’

And why are you sleeping with your legs cut off?

Above all else.

The slightly ‘warm’ and ‘sticky’ saliva felt on my legs.

“······.”

Namgung Yerin was sleeping with her drool dripping down my leg.

“Um···.”

Namgung Yerin stirred as if she sensed my presence. Namgung Yerin’s half-asleep eyes slowly opened, and soon our eyes met.

“·········Hot!”

Namgung Yerin jumped up in surprise.

Her eyes, wide open like a rabbit in surprise, were fixed on me. As I stared at her, Namgung Yerin instinctively felt her own face.

Just woke up, messy hair.

A trail of pure white saliva spread all over the corners of the mouth.

“······!”

Namgung Yerin’s white jade-like face turned red like a carrot.

Soon, just as Eungseon was ruffling her feathers, Namgung Yerin quickly straightened her hair and wiped the white saliva stains on her mouth with her sleeve.

The appearance of Namgung Yerin flustered.

A laugh escaped my lips without me knowing it.

“My lady, were my legs that comfortable?”

When I asked teasingly, Namgung Yerin’s face, which had been as crimson as a carrot, suddenly turned bright red like an apple.

Although she looked extremely embarrassed, it seems like Namgung Yerin didn’t have anything to say.

“Ha, is that something you say to someone who has been taking care of you all night for over a month?”

Namgung Yerin had a cold look in her eyes and a pretended expression of regret. I felt like she was sleeping soundly with my leg cut off.

······But wait a minute.

How long do you nurse her? More than a month?

So, does that mean I was unconscious for over a month······?

For a moment, the last words I had left in the chat room came to mind.

└[Cheongun]

: Senior, something suddenly came up so I’ll be out for a bit.

Clearly······I said ‘for a moment’.

“This is crazy!”

My mind suddenly turned blank.