Tangmunjeon - Chapter 413



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Among the few people who escaped from the Tang family before Dang Mu-jin spread the Sanbaek-eum poison was Woo Ho-beop Jo Eul-hyeon.

There were two reasons why Wooho Law’s Jo Eul-hyeon made the bold decision to leave the party.

First, I learned that Dang Mu-jin had mastered high-level poison techniques.

From the day when Jo Gwan, the uncle of Jo Eul-hyeon and the hope of the Sangsanjo family, was murdered by Dang Mu-jin and Namgung Myung at Nogunsan, Jo Eul-hyeon began gathering information about Dang Mu-jin and Namgung Myung.

Thanks to that, Jo Eul-Hyeon knew quite a bit about the poisonous power that Dang Mu-Jin displayed.

Dang Mu-jin’s poison skill was not at the level of poisoning a weapon or a sword like the assassins. Jo Eul-hyeon thought that Dang Mu-jin’s poison skill achievement might not be far behind that of the distant Namman Odokmun.

The second, more important reason is that Wooho Lawyer Jo Eul-Hyeon was keeping an eye on Gwangyeom-Ra’s movements.

Most of the Demonic Cult members were short-sighted, so they used to ridicule Kwangyeomra as an incompetent author who was good at running away.

But Jo Eul-Hyeon thought differently.

Except for Gwangyeomra, the other warriors were not ridiculed as losers, but died and turned into bones.

As far as Jo Eul-Hyeon knew, no one had faced Dang Mu-Jin and survived as many encounters as Gwang-Yeom-Ra.

The reason why Gwangyeomra is the object of ridicule is because Gwangyeomra is the only one who survived.

‘Gwangyeomra wouldn’t have left the party without a second thought. For now, let’s move after Gwangyeomra.’

After Wooho Lawyer Jo Eul-Hyeon made that judgment, he desperately swung his spear to shake off the Hong Geol-Gae that was clinging to him and escaped from the party hall.

And Jo Eul-Hyeon looked back.

Nothing happened. The drones were just fighting noisily.

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

‘···Did I get out for nothing?’

But just a few breaths later, something strange happened.

Just as a gentle breeze blows through the autumn fields and causes the rice stalks to fall, the demonic warriors inside the Danggajang began to fall down one by one.

Jo Eul-hyeon couldn’t even breathe and stared at the sight with her eyes wide open.

There was no scream. There was no blood. It was impossible to tell if he was dead. He just collapsed and stopped moving.

Not even everyone fell down. About half of them fell down, and half of them were fine.

Jo Eul-hyeon had no talent for reading alone.

However, I could guess that it would be more difficult to poison half of a person with poison than to poison all of them.

‘Can the head of the family decide who to kill and who to spare with poison? Is that even possible?’

It was a ridiculous idea, but the evidence was so clear.

Among the Jeongpa warriors in the Tang family, wasn’t there anyone who was poisoned? Even though they fought in a chaotic manner, didn’t the Tang family leader poison only the Demonic Cult warriors?

The fact that the leader of the Tang family poisoned half of the Demonic Cult members was probably to show off his skills. That’s what I’m thinking.

Only then did the terrified demonic warriors start to make noises.

“Ah, ahhh···!”

The sound soon turned into screams and shouts.

“Ahhhh!”

“It’s witchcraft! Run away! Run away!”

Even if you don’t die immediately, if you fall on the battlefield and can’t move, your fate is virtually sealed.

Those who did not fall ran out of the party with all their might to avoid the intangible death.

There was no time to worry about the floor collapsing or the engine suddenly firing a single spear.

At this moment, having a hole in your body was a relatively minor issue. You had to live, right?

Jo Eul-hyeon looked at the sight and thought.

‘···How did Kwangyeomra and the Left Guardian Law predict this situation and escape? Do they know something more?’

Woohobeop Jo Eul-hyeon set out to find Gwangyeom-ra and Joahobop. His legs were shaking slightly.

*

The warriors of the Amipa and Cheongseongpa saw for the first time the poisonous technique that Dangmujin displayed after making thorough preparations.

Even though Dang Mu-jin was on their side, and even explained to them before the battle how he would deploy his poison attack, the Jeongpa warriors gave off a similar impression to the Demonic Cult warriors.

‘No matter how I look at it, this isn’t martial arts, it’s sorcery.’

Gongryeongja, the head of the Cheongseongpa sect, felt the same way, and the nuns of the Amipa sect, who had a somewhat old-fashioned way of thinking, felt the same way even more.

Dang Mujin’s poison technique is outside the realm of martial arts that martial artists commonly think of.

The Emperor also sensed the atmosphere.

However, Hwangnyeongja had been living in the Seongdo branch of Cheongseongpa and had watched Dang Mujin since he was young, so she knew that Dang Mujin’s nature was not evil.

Furthermore, I had no intention of letting someone talk about witchcraft without any notice. If my relationship with Dangmujin deteriorated, the problem could become serious.

Didn’t the former eldest son, Yeong-heo-ja, also strongly urge him to maintain a smooth relationship with the Tang family?

The emperor praised Dang Mu-jin in a cheerful voice.

“Thanks to the Tang Family Master, my vision has expanded! The Tang Family Master’s martial arts are always unique when I see them!”

Only then did people recall one important criterion of witchcraft.

When used by the enemy, it is considered sorcery, but when used by an ally, it is considered a unique martial art.

“You are too kind.”

“How did you learn that unique martial art?”

The emperor hoped that Dang Mujin would give a plausible answer.

For example, enlightenment related to all things in the universe, or precise use of internal energy, etc.

However, since Dang Mu-jin had never thought about how his poison would be seen by others, he answered honestly.

“The poison itself has been extracted from poisonous substances since ancient times, but although it is powerful, it spreads slowly, so it has not been used in actual combat.”

“Oh, I see…”

“That’s why I was thinking hard about how to use it, so I isolated the poison that spreads silently in the body without any signs and poisoned them first, and the effects only become apparent when the two poisons are mixed. It’s difficult to use, but its power is outstanding. If the bloodthirsty bug had been a little more diligent, it could have poisoned them all. It’s a shame.”

“···.”

No matter how much I thought about it, it was an explanation that was very different from ordinary martial arts.

However, the Cheongseongpa and Amipa warriors desperately ignored that fact.

‘Yes. It’s a unique martial art. It requires poison and can handle poisonous insects… That kind of martial art.’

It is true that life depends on one’s mindset.

After calming down for about half a day, the warriors of the Cheongseongpa and Amipa were finally able to accept Dangmujin’s ‘unique martial arts’ with difficulty.

*

Kwangyeomra and Joahobeop were hiding not far away, watching what was happening in the Tang Dynasty.

Of course, if Dang Mu-jin’s story was just bluff, he would have quickly returned and joined the fight again.

But before long, the Tang family became a scene of chaos. Guangyeomra and Zuohufa exchanged glances and thought.

‘That guy Dang Mu-jin warned us, but it looks like he really did something.’

In the minds of Gwangyeomra and Joahobop, their evaluation of Dangmujin went up a little.

A guy who is somewhat loyal, proper, and considerate.

While they were taking in the atmosphere for a moment, Woo Ho-beop Jo Eul-hyeon appeared in front of the two.

After hearing Dang Mujin’s warning, Gwangyeomra and the Left Guardian secretly left the battlefield.

The two of them shrank a little, worried that the law of amity would be questioned or questioned.

However, the tone of the friendly law was a little different from what was expected. There was not a single hint of anger in the voice.

“Seniors.”

Since Woohobeop was young, there was a big age difference between him and Gwangyeomra and Joahobop. They were almost like uncle and nephew.

Gwangyeomra answered appropriately.

“Senior, what are you talking about… There’s no need to say something so embarrassing. What’s going on?”

“Do you two know what happened at the party?”

“It’s obvious even without looking. Isn’t it the head of the party who has unleashed his unilateral attack?”

A clear fear flashed across the law of friendship’s eyes.

“···How did the two of you know that a poison attack would unfold and retreat?”

A story that sounds like an interrogation at first glance.

But there was no intention to question Kwangyeomra in his voice. Rather, it felt like it was pure questioning or something closer to self-reproach.

Of course, I couldn’t answer honestly.

We are in collusion with the party leader, and the party leader has told us that he will launch a solo campaign. Isn’t it impossible to say something like that?

The left-wing law also had that much insight, so it didn’t open its mouth.

The light was shining brightly.

“That’s because we’ve only met once or twice. The owner of the party is an author who shouldn’t be taken lightly.”

“I’ve never taken it lightly. But I really didn’t feel anything!”

“At first, I was like that too. But if you encounter the Tang family leader and cross the line several times like me, you will instinctively realize it. You will have a gut feeling that if you hesitate even a little bit, you will die.”

A faint admiration passed through Woohobeop’s eyes as he looked at Gwangyeomra.

The look in his eyes was like that of a young boy looking at an old soldier who had returned from the battlefield after serving for about thirty years.

Kwangyeomra’s heart throbbed.

‘How long has it been since I’ve seen that expression…’

Memories of regret and sorrow filled Gwangyeomra’s mind.

These days, when I go back to the Demonic Cult, there are some guys who are not that great and secretly make fun of Gwangyeomra.

Even in the eyes of the cult leader, there was no longer the same level of trust as before. It was only natural, since every time he took on a mission, he failed and was defeated.

It was unfair and embarrassing, but it was clear that I had failed and run away repeatedly. Even if I had ten mouths, I had nothing to say.

But at this moment, Gwangyeomra thought of a way to wash away his stigma.

The so-called ‘We lost but fought well’ operation.

Gwangyeomra spoke while fully setting the mood.

“Friendship Law. You must think I’m a coward.”

“no.”

“No. I’m a coward. I’m very cautious. But all the careless guys are dead. It’s hard to count how many top-tier masters have been killed by the head of the party. Ssanggeukhyeolong, Hyeolmyeon Gwangrang, Gwiwang… Even Seonna Seung, that weird monk, died not long ago.”

“···I heard. I thought he must be quite strong.”

Kwangyeomra snorted.

“A considerable strength? No. The head of the party is not someone who can be described to that extent and moved on.”

Gwangyeomra said that and paused for a moment.

The law of friendship quietly waited for Gwangyeomra’s next story.

“Friendship Law. You know the nickname ‘Samanbul’, right?”

“Yes. I’ve never met him, but I’ve heard he’s a great master. I also know that he left the Demonic Cult and stayed in the Tang Family.”

“Yes. Even though Sam-an-bul clearly saw the leader’s abilities and potential, he turned his back on the leader and pledged loyalty to the leader of the Tang family.”

The law of amity was astonishing.

Doesn’t that mean that a master as great as Sam-an-bul evaluated the potential of the leader of the party as higher than that of the cult leader?

“You swear allegiance? I heard it’s not loyalty, it’s closer to cooperation.”

“No. You’ll know when you meet him. The relationship between the head of the Tang family and the Sam-an-bul is closer to that of a ruler and his subject.”

“···I can’t believe it.”

Kwangyeomra snickered.

“You don’t believe it? It’s not just Samanbul. Haven’t you heard that the leader of the Sapha martial arts world, Hyeolwoogaek, also knelt before the Dang family leader?”

“Hmm···!”

The law of amity had also heard of the notoriety of the bloodthirsty.

A cruel wolf from the southern Saphamuri Forest.

A man whose nature is so cruel that no one wants to be his disciple.

When I heard a rumor that such a hemophiliac was staying at the Tang family home.

When I heard a rumor that the silver was settled in a way I had never even heard of.

Woo Ho-beop also had many questions.

Of all the questions, there is one that is the biggest.

Is it even possible to bury the grudge that is so tangled like a spider’s web?

Kwangyeomra provided a solution to that question.

“The Blood Lover swore loyalty to the Party Leader and the Party Leader declared that he would protect the Blood Lover in return for his loyalty. It was just a declaration by one person, but the Jeongpa warriors had to bury all their grudges against the Blood Lover. Why do you think that is?”

“that···.”

“It’s simple. The political bastards knew what would happen if they disobeyed the words of the party leader.”

The blood-lover spoke thus, and stared intently into the eyes of the friendly law, speaking forcefully.

“And I was afraid of the consequences.”

“···!”

Although there were some parts that were different from the truth here and there, Gwangyeomra didn’t care at all.

No, I thought it was better for Dang Mu-jin to be overrated. Since ancient times, isn’t it true that the evaluation of ‘fought well even though he lost’ is only possible when the opponent is strong?

And that story also appealed to Woo Ho-beop Jo Eul-hyeon.

Wouldn’t it be better to hear that the uncle, the pride of the Sangsanjo family, was defeated by a great villain rather than a story about a vague rookie?

However, Jo Eul-Hyeon still could not completely believe Gwangyeom-Ra’s words.

“However, the momentum of the Tang family leader that I saw didn’t even reach the peak. Of course, his performance wasn’t at the level of an ordinary peak master…”

Gwangyeom-ra laughed at Jo Eul-hyeon.

“Look here. The previous leader of the friendly law was killed by the head of the party. Do you know how incompetent the head of the party was at that time?”

Jo Eul-hyeon thought of the appearance of the head of the family. The head of the family was about the same age as Jo Eul-hyeon.

If so, when Jeon Dae Woo Ho-beop died, the age of the party leader would have been just over twenty at most.

“Was that really the climax?”

“No. It would have been better if he had at least overcome the wall of climax. But at that time, the owner of the party was first-class. A first-class person killed a top-class person.”

“···!”

“Do you think that makes sense? No, that’s ridiculous! Those first-class rascals who are like insects can’t even cut off my collar with their hundred-edged swords! But the head of the party did it! The head of the party is a guy who does things that are beyond your common sense and accomplishes them.”

The law of friendship stood there blankly.

At first glance, it looked like he was looking at the light of the flames, but what Woo Ho-beop was seeing now was the sight of the Demonic Cult warriors falling down one by one. That bizarre sight played out in Woo Ho-beop’s head several times.

Gwangyeomra shook his head sadly.

“That’s the kind of person the leader of the party is. A person who can only be judged by the standards of the leader of the party, not by the standards created to fit the existing ignorance. A person who should not be tried to understand, but simply accepted.”

Gwangyeomra turned his back on the law of friendship and said:

“Go back. Go back to Cheonsan even if it means being branded as a fool. You are too young to die here.”

And spread the word throughout the mountains that I lost but fought well.

Gwangyeomra wanted to say that, but he didn’t say the last part.

The law of amity has become so shameful that I want to crawl into a hole.

After hearing the story of the Tang family leader, I felt once again how great Gwangyeomra was.

‘Gwangyeomra. What kind of fight have you been having until now? Without even a single word of excuse…!’

Wooho Law’s Jo Eul-Hyeon devoted himself to the Demonic Cult and set two goals for himself.

To learn new martial arts and establish the Sangsanjoga. And to eliminate my uncle’s two enemies.

Jo Eul-Hyeon has mastered a new martial art and achieved great results. His first goal is almost achieved.

But no matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t have the confidence to kill the head of the party and take revenge. No, let alone win, I didn’t think I could go back to the head of the party and survive.

‘Should I just give up and go back to Cheonsan for now?’

Exactly the reaction that Kwangyeomra was hoping for.

However, Wooho Lawyer Jo Eul-Hyeon shook his head vigorously.

“No. It’s too early to give up. I won’t run away and leave you, senior.”

This was not the reaction that Kwangyeomra had wanted.

“I’m young. If I survive, I’ll have the chance to kill the leader of the party someday.”

In order to survive without running away, what the young warrior needs is the teachings and advice of an experienced senior.

It was obvious who would be there to provide guidance and advice.

Wooho Law looked at Gwangyeomra with eyes full of trust.

“···.”

Kwangyeomra has a subordinate.