Tangmunjeon - Chapter 393



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Tangmunjeon Episode 393

The pride of the saints

On the way back after finishing the story, Dang Mu-jin asked Hyeon-gong.

“Will this incident lead to Gwangyeomra and the Left Guardians betraying the leader for our sake?”

“I don’t think that will happen.”

Hyungong’s answer was quick. When Dangmujin glanced at Hyungong, Hyungong continued his story.

“The important thing is that we left them with a positive possibility. No matter how small the positive possibility is, it cannot be ignored. It is much harder than you think to let a positive possibility disappear.”

Hyun-gong’s story was not specific.

That’s why Dang Mu-jin didn’t quite understand the implications of the story.

“I did give it some assistance, but… I’m not sure what the significance is. It’s not like I found a clear weakness.”

“It makes sense.”

“What does it mean?”

“Let’s assume that the Tang Family, Cheongseong Faction, and Ami Faction have equal military power. If the Demonic Cult’s warriors had to break through one of the three – Ami Faction, Cheongseong Faction, or Tang Family – to advance, which one do you think they would attack?”

It was a question that didn’t even need to be asked.

“Only the people of the Demonic Cult would know that.”

“That’s right. But what if the leader of that group is Guangyeomra?”

“···At least they won’t attack the party leader.”

“That’s right. Kwangyeomra and the Left Guardian will try to avoid the Tang family as much as possible. That way, they can leave a positive possibility, a hope that they can survive even if things go wrong. At the very least, they won’t try to make you look bad for no reason.”

Hyun-gong continued the story.

“If it’s a situation where the Demonic Cult suffers great damage, Gwangyeomra and the Left Guardian will choose the leader over us. But what if the situation is equal? ​​Or what if the damage is not that great? Gwangyeomra and the Left Guardian will proceed in a way that is advantageous to the Tang family and the Wudang faction. We are just a slightly shaky pebble inserted into the dam called the Demonic Cult.”

“It’s a great achievement for something that can be achieved with just a few words.”

“Yes. It’s also important that we had a proper conversation. We came to see each other not as a sectarian or a demonic cult, but as human beings. That made conversation possible.”

Dang Mu-jin was now finally able to understand Hyun-gong’s intentions.

But one thing bothered me.

Hyungong said that they came to see each other as human beings, but Dang Mujin thought that Hyungong would not accept Gwangyeomra and Zuohubeop as human beings.

The hatred that Hyun-gong held for the Demonic Cult’s unarmed people was much greater than others thought. It even seemed to be growing little by little.

After that, Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong walked slowly through the cool forest, talking about all sorts of things.

Before long we arrived near the peak where the fight had taken place.

A fairly distinct smell of blood greeted Dangmujin and Hyeon-gong. However, no metallic sound was heard.

The fight was already over.

Dang Mu-jin avoided the corpses strewn around and approached Namgung Jin-cheon. Namgung Jin-cheon was wiping the blood off his sword with the hem of the Demonic Cult’s robe.

The party leader said.

“It looks like everything has been taken care of.”

“okay.”

None of the Demonic Cult warriors who were caught fighting until the end, drunk on the heat of battle, survived.

Namgung Jincheon was not a person so weak as to wait for the Demonic Cult’s martial artists to reflect on their actions, and the people of Kunlun Mountain were not in a position to be so relaxed.

“Are you leaving right away?”

“I guess I’ll just give the dead people a quick burial and then leave right away.”

The destination of the Kunlun School Taoists and Namgung Jincheon is Gongdong School.

It will take at least a month, even if we estimate it to be short, as we will have to move at the pace of people.

However, unlike Namgung Jincheon, who made a decision without hesitation, the response from the Kunlun Mountain Taoists and the people staying at Kunlun Mountain was a bit lukewarm.

An old Kunlun sect master intervened and expressed his opinion.

“···I don’t think there’s any need to rush.”

Now that the threat seems to have disappeared, it seems they are reluctant to leave Kunlun Mountain.

Dang Mu-jin approached the old Taoist monk and asked him.

“It seems like you’re having a hard time leaving.”

“Well, not necessarily. But now that the problem has been resolved, I don’t think there’s any need to rush. There are elderly people, children, and people who are not in good health, so moving a long distance isn’t easy…”

People nodded slightly. The minds of the Kunlun School members and the people who had gathered from the surrounding villages did not seem to be very different.

Dang Mu-jin let out a deep sigh.

After all, these are people who have lived their entire lives in the Kunlun Mountains and Qinghai Province. It would not have been an easy choice to leave their hometown and move to a faraway place.

But now we must be firm.

“That’s a ridiculous judgment. You must know that the Demonic Cult warriors we defeated today are just a small part of the entire Demonic Cult. Think about when the Demonic Cult warriors appear again. Then we won’t be able to hold out like we are now.”

Only a very small number of Kunlun School masters are able to unfold their formations and use magic.

Even so, since many of them were dead or in poor health, they could not regroup and hold out until spring.

The old Taoist man kept touching his beard as if he was ashamed.

“I know it’s a shameless thing to say, but since you guys are here, isn’t it okay…?”

“Hyun-gong and I plan to leave today.”

The party leader answered. There was no further explanation.

As an awkward silence ensued, Yu Yu-do-in, a Kunlun sect leader, appeared and lightened the mood.

“Look, you guys. You said you were going to get up and leave, and now you’re already lingering? It’s a great fortune that the nobles showed up and helped us. Don’t hold back your benefactor just to make things a little easier.”

This time, Namgung Jincheon came forward and spoke to the old Taoist.

“Now is the time to move. If you miss this moment, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.”

Dang Mu-jin thought so too.

Unlike before, when people would flock to Kunlun Mountain, there were no people flocking to Kunlun Mountain anymore. This means that no one would be left behind if they left Kunlun Mountain.

Even if Dang Mujin and Hyungong left first, the probability of people meeting the Demonic Cult’s warriors and being harmed was low. The Demonic Cult’s encirclement had disappeared, and the Kunlun Sect’s Taoists and Namgung Jincheon would be attached as escorts.

If they moved slowly, passing through nearby villages one after another, they would certainly not suffer from food or water shortages. The ordinary people who had relied on Kunlun Mountain were the ones most familiar with the geography of the barren Qinghai Province.

Lastly, the weather was good. It was a little chilly, but nothing compared to winter. The winter in Cheonghae is harsh. Even the natives of Cheonghae cannot go out freely.

Only then did people shake off their foolishness and begin to move.

After exchanging a brief greeting with Namgung Jincheon and Yu Yudoin, Dang Mujin and Hyeon-gong decided to leave a little faster than the others.

However, there was someone running towards Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong.

“I’ll go too!”

It was Mr. Lim, a peddler.

Well, since we set out together, it would be right to return together. The three of them headed east.

*

When they were almost out of Cheonghae Castle, Dang Mu-jin asked Mr. Im.

“What are you going to do from now on?”

“what?”

“The question was whether you would stay in Cheonghae-seong. This area will be chaotic for a while. It will definitely be chaotic until next spring.”

Although Dang Mu-jin was worried and said the same thing, Mr. Im shook his head.

“Until this age, I’ve been wandering around the neighborhood, working as a peddler to make ends meet. How can I leave my hometown with nothing? I should stay a little longer, even if it’s just to resent the hardships I’ve endured. I don’t know if I should get three pack horses, but I should at least get one before I can go on a trip to another place.”

Mr. Lim’s story naturally returned to the subject of luggage.

It seems that he was quite envious of the person who bought a horse by finding a ring.

The party leader said.

“Three pack horses. Not hard.”

Mr. Lim looked at Dang Mu-jin with a sullen look.

“Did I pick up some gold without you knowing?”

“That’s not true. But you can’t save a horse by picking up gold.”

Dang Mu-jin and Im became quite close while traveling to Kunlun Mountain.

A loyal merchant like Mr. Lim is something that seems common in the world, but is hard to find. It is easier to find a capable merchant.

“I’ll give you a choice. First, you can stay in Cheonghae-seong like you are now. I can give you enough money to buy a couple of horses right away.”

“Okay! Let’s do that!”

“···Listen until the end. Second. Coming to the party leader.”

The Tang Dynasty still needs help.

Although Mr. Im did not seem to have enough talent to run the upper house, he seemed to have enough talent to stay in the Danggajang and help with the affairs of the general Wang.

However, Mr. Lim’s reaction was lukewarm.

It was clear that Mr. Im still did not find the Tang family attractive.

Dang Mu-jin spoke about the final option.

“Third. Go find Man Geum Jang Ju.”

When Dang Mu-jin said that, Mr. Lim became visibly excited.

“···Mangumjangju? Are you acquainted with Mangumjangju?”

“yes.”

“Oh my god!”

Well, it was understandable to be excited. There was no merchant who didn’t admire Man-geum-jang-ju.

It remains to be seen who among the unmanned merchants is the best in the world, but no one disagrees with the idea that the best merchant in the world is Man-geum-jang-ju.

“If I write you a letter, the Lord of the Man-geum-jang will accept you without complaint. You may be able to gain experience by joining a suitable promotion. Of course, you will not be given menial tasks.”

Dang Mu-jin nodded and asked.

“I’ll ask again. Would you like to get a couple of pack horses and stay in Cheonghae Castle?”

Mr. Lim chuckled.

“That’s not possible. In fact, I was just getting sick of Cheonghae-seong. It’s been too long, isn’t it?”

Dang Mu-jin didn’t bother to answer. Instead, he smiled brightly at Mr. Im.

*

The three people left Cheonghae Castle and entered the castle.

When I left Danggajang and entered Cheonghae Castle, it was summer, but it was already fall.

Hyun-gong stretched and spoke.

“That’s good.”

“what?”

“Thanks to spending this summer in cool Cheonghae Province, I didn’t suffer from the heat.”

“···Is that so important?”

“You probably don’t know because Sacheon is a little less hot. The Mudangpa is different. It’s hot and humid because it’s in the forest. There are a lot of bugs too…”

The three of them walked along the wall of the Tang family house, chatting away.

Meanwhile, Mr. Lim asked Dang Mu-jin.

“How long does it take to get to the party hall?”

“The inside of this wall is the main building.”

“···?”

Mr. Lim looked at Dang Mu-jin with a suspicious gaze. He was trying to figure out whether Dang Mu-jin was joking or being serious.

Compared to other estates, the Tang family estate was quite large.

It wasn’t just wide. The walls of the Tang family were sturdy without any flaws, and the roofs of the buildings visible beyond the walls were all as clean as new.

The reason was simple: it was actually new.

None of the buildings in the Tang Dynasty were more than ten years old, and even those that were more than five years old were rare.

Dang Mu-jin could read Mr. Im’s thoughts through his eyes.

In the past, in Mr. Im’s mind, the suggestion of the party leader to stay in the party was worse than three pack horses.

But now, in Mr. Im’s mind, the Tang family was pushing aside three pack horses and climbing up to the bottom of the Man-geum-jang-ju.

Dang Mu-jin turned his head and asked Hyun-gong.

“But why did you come to the party hall?”

“It’s closer to Danggajang than Mt. Mudang. It’s also awkward to return to Mt. Mudang after losing the Songmun Sword.”

The reason Hyun-gong went to Kunlun Mountain was to capture Ban-yeop and get the Songmun Sword back.

Hyun-gong’s plan to use the crisis as an opportunity to obtain another sword was effectively foiled, but since he captured Ban-yeop, it can be said that he achieved his intended goal to some extent.

In Hyun-gong’s arms was a letter from Yu-yu-do-in, which he used as evidence that he had caught Ban-yeop.

“Are you back?”

Just as he was about to enter the party hall, Dang Mu-jin encountered two people in front of the main gate.

One of them was a familiar face, Sam-an-bul. But the other person next to Sam-an-bul was someone I hadn’t seen in a very long time.

Saehonnoong. He was the head of the Demonic Cult, and he was the one who kidnapped Dang Mujin and headed to the Demonic Cult with Samanbul. Saehonnoong smiled and winked at Dang Mujin.

Judging from his light attire, he must have stayed at the Danggajang while Dangmujin was away.

‘···It’s been several years since we last met.’

I think it’s been about six or seven years.

The last time I met Saehoneunnoong, he was so old that I could almost feel his age.

But now, Saeheonnoong looked much older than before. His limbs were weak and his movements were slow, to the point where he couldn’t move around unmanned.

The vast majority of unmanned aerial vehicles that fail to achieve a return to normalcy will eventually face such a time.

Sam-an-bul spoke while supporting Sae-hon-no-ong.

“I heard that you haven’t been in good health recently, so I’m going to have you stay at the party hall for a while. Is that okay?”

“How could it not work?”

When Dang Mu-jin answered readily, Sam-an-bul smiled happily.

“That’s good.”

This time, Saehoonnoong asked Dangmujin.

“It’s been a while since we last met, so thank you for recognizing me. Where have you been?”

“I went to Kunlun Mountain. The Demonic Cult’s warriors were surrounding Kunlun Mountain. I felt anew that the Great Battle of Jeongma was approaching.”

When Dang Mu-jin said that, Sae-hon-no-ong let out a deep sigh.

“That Great Guardian, when you first came to the Demonic Cult, I never thought you would do something like that.”

Saeheonnoong still referred to the leader as the Great Guardian.

In the mind of the disciple Saeheonnoong, the Great Guardian Law has not yet become the leader.

And then, Dang Mu-jin realized one thing.

‘What do I know about the leader?’

I was surprisingly ignorant.

All I know is that he looks great and that his martial arts skills are amazing.

It was the same for other people.

There were countless people who were interested in the leader’s actions and behavior, but no one knew who the leader was. No one even cared.

So, Dang Mu-jin asked Sae-hon-no-ong.

“Elder. What kind of person is Daehobeop?”

“He’s from your hometown.”

Dang Mu-jin did not immediately understand the meaning of the story.

“···yes?”

“You’re from Sacheonseong Seongdo. Didn’t you know?”