Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 247
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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 247
Sacheon (4)
After taking care of the business of the Black Island Ark Moon Chang, Ilmok and his party headed towards the Black Island Ark again.
Ichimoku, who had been watching from a distance while hiding his body, clicked his tongue lightly.
“Compassion is overflowing.”
In the Black Island room, dozens of Black Swordsmen were subdued and on their knees, while the later leaders of the Jeongpa were admonishing them.
Looking over them, there were six bodies. There were about twenty who were so badly injured that they looked like they would have to live as cripples for the rest of their lives.
The remaining half of them had suffered minor injuries, and they were kneeling and listening to the lecture.
Although the Ilmok couldn’t see it because they were chasing the Black Island Ark, the Black Island Ark’s followers realized it soon after the Ark escaped and all of them threw down their weapons and surrendered, which was the result.
“Do you trust these despicable bastards? They’re the same scumbags who shot arrows during our conversation earlier!”
Peng Jiguang was still causing a ruckus with a face that still didn’t seem to have calmed down.
“Master Peng Jiguang, aren’t we the Jeongpa faction and not the Sima Weido faction? We cannot brandish our weapons against those who have surrendered and repented their sins.”
Those who had been listening with their hearing sharpened by their internal energy to Yunbaek Dojo’s words to appease Pang Ji-kwang shook their heads.
“How can asking for forgiveness because you don’t want to die be true atonement?”
To Dam-bin’s monologue, Ichimoku also nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, a young man wearing a plum blossom-painted uniform entered the Heukseombang’s main building, accompanied by a middle-aged man and an old man.
“They are here.”
As the Hwasanpa Inspector pointed to the seriously injured people and spoke, the faces of the middle-aged and elderly people turned pale.
“To be honest, it’s not easy to treat this condition.”
“Not only is the chance of survival low, but the chance of becoming disabled is high.”
It seemed that those two were members of the Gwangwonhyeon council.
“Anyway, it’s dangerous to leave it like this, so I think it would be better to move it to the infirmary first.”
Hwangbo Yeon nodded to the lawmakers’ explanation and opened her mouth.
“We’ll help you move them. Just wait a moment.”
After saying that, Hwangbo Yeon approached those who had thrown down their weapons and surrendered.
“Even if you repented your sins, we won’t know what happens after we leave. Pay the minimum price for your sins.”
She began to strike the stomachs of those who surrendered, breaking their dantian.
“Ugh… .”
“Ugh… .”
While those whose danjeon was shattered were lying down, foaming at the mouth and clutching their lower abdomen.
“Let’s go.”
She left the manor with the council members, carrying with her the people who had lost some of their limbs or whose bones were shattered to powder.
* * *
The next morning.
The later leaders of the Jeongpa faction that destroyed the Heukseombang that ruled Gwangwonhyeon left Gwangwonhyeon.
Dam-bin, who had been watching the scene from afar, turned his head and asked Ilmok.
“Then, can I start dealing with the remnants of Heukseombang from now on?”
At that question, Ichimoku shook his head.
“I plan to start preaching, but then observe for a day or two.”
When the group looked puzzled, Ichimoku added.
“All the guys from Heukseombang have become crippled or lost their martial arts skills. There’s a high possibility that one of the guys who have been holding back because of Heukseombang will step forward and try to take control of this place.”
“Do you plan to deal with those people and make the name of the Maitreya Buddhism known?”
“Yes. Just like when we first dealt with the enemy in Goranghyeon. If no one comes forward, we will start by attacking the Qilu belonging to Haomun.”
I had some idea of the Kiru belonging to Haomun. In addition to the information collected from the Cheonmasingyo branch, it was thanks to the information that Black Island Ark Moon Chang, who had brought me in yesterday, had spouted out.
After finishing his explanation, Ichimoku looked at the post-war indices of the Jeongpa disappearing from sight in the distance.
In particular, he was keeping a close eye on a rascal named Peng Ji-kwang.
‘Thanks for helping me, and let’s never see each other again, you piece of shit.’
After saying goodbye to the useless dog poop, Ilmok turned his head towards the group and tilted his head.
“Is there something that is bothering you?”
The mood of most of the group was somewhat different than usual.
“It’s not because of your plans. I just personally regret that it has been delayed in taking control of this place.”
Dam-bin took the lead and answered calmly, but it was still difficult to understand.
“Was there any special story behind this?”
“It’s not my personal story. I’ve just been eagerly awaiting the day when we can raise the flag of our new religion again in Sacheon.”
Ilmok, who was wondering for a moment what it meant, remembered a conversation he had with Dam-bin in the past.
“Is it because of the Bloody Heavenly Demon?”
Bloody Heavenly Horse. A person who was a Heavenly Horse of the Old and the Heavenly Horse of the Previous Generation. And the first man to attempt to invade Central Plains from the Heavenly Horse Sect that was banished to Xingang.
He succeeded in completely destroying the Kunlun sect and advancing to Sichuan, but as a result, he was also the one who provided the pretext for the birth of the Murim Alliance.
Dam-bin nodded as Ilmok discussed the name that appeared only in the history books of the Demonic Cult, who died about one hundred and sixty years ago.
“Sacheonseong is a land that must be reclaimed by our Cheonma Sect. Above all, isn’t it possible that the body of the Bloody Heavenly Demon Lord remains somewhere here?”
The day he fell into the trap of the Murim Alliance and was defeated. Bloody Heavenly Demon shed tears of blood and ordered his followers to retreat, and he said he stayed there alone. In order to buy time for his followers to escape.
Thanks to that, the Heavenly Demon Sect was able to avoid destruction and start again in Xinjiang, but in the end, the Bloody Heavenly Demon was unable to return to Xinjiang.
If you were a follower of the Cheonma Sect, which worships the Cheonma as a god, you would want to find the body somehow.
‘I’m not going to search the entire Sacheon region for a corpse that I don’t even know where it is.’
As a half-believer, I thought this was some crazy talk.
‘So that’s why they were so happy to be doing missionary work in Sichuan, unlike in Gansu.’
When I said I was going to Sacheon, I finally understood why the demon cult fanatics were so happy.
But, knowing the reason didn’t change anything.
‘I’ll just deal with the Haomen side and then leave.’
As of yet, I have had no intention of touching the three major powers of Sacheon.
Unless something goes wrong.
* * *
Following Ilmok’s instructions, Dambin, Jin Hayeon, Hyukryeon Seonah, and Jeong Hyeon set out on a missionary missionary activity for the first time in a long while.
It was a historic moment when various missionary methods, starting with “Do you know the Way?”, were finally initiated in Sichuan Province.
Additionally, the movements within Gwangwonhyeon also flowed as expected.
After the Jeongpa Huji Index left, some of the gangsters who had been watching for a day or so joined forces and attacked Heukseombang’s manor.
The Black Island group, which had lost its internal energy and had only about twenty members left, was swept away in vain, and the new group that appeared hung up a sign with a strange name.
But the only thing that changed was the people and the names. There was no difference in the way they extorted money from street vendors, taverns, and innkeepers.
And a few days later, the first meeting of the Mireukmyungyo was held.
As they had done several times in the past, angry masked figures stormed the Black Knights’ manor.
Unlike the later incumbents of the sect, they inflicted divine punishment on the Black Swordsmen who had been harassing the common people.
If it had been before, they would have finished the work at that level, but their actions did not end there.
After clearing the Black Sea, they went to places like Giru and Changgwan. They were targeting places related to Haomun.
People were initially terrified by their actions as they dealt with the master of the Giru clan and the disciples of the Haomun clan.
But the fear didn’t last long.
As they did in Gansu Province, they were compassionate to the believers of the Maitreya Buddhism.
He never robbed merchants on the streets, and only took minimal profits from the brothels and brothels.
In addition, he taught letters and employed Gwangwonhyeon doctors to provide medical care to the people.
Naturally, the civilians in Gwangwonhyeon were divided into two major groups.
“Do you really believe they’ll keep spreading it like that?”
And those who consider their actions as just a temporary pretense.
“What difference does it make if you don’t believe me? At least it’s better than the old guys, right?”
Still, those who believe that they are better than the previous ones.
In that kind of atmosphere, the name Mireukmyeonggyo was slowly permeating Gwangwonhyeon.
“Gwang~myeong, Gwangmyeong, Maitreya Gyo!”
With hymns.
* * *
At a time when the name of Mireukmyeonggyo was beginning to spread throughout Gwangwonhyeon.
The martial arts alliance near Dongjeongho Lake.
There, a beggar came. A beggar with seven knots hanging from his side.
The dog that had been following the opening passed the main gate of the Murim Alliance and headed towards the place where the sign that said [Biryongak] was hung.
“It’s been a while.”
“It’s been a while, Biryonggakju.”
The two met again a few months after asking for each other’s cooperation in chasing down the Blood Cult and exchanged a quick greeting.
“Seeing that the person who opened the gate came in person, it seems like it’s a pretty important matter. Is it perhaps related to the Blood Cult?”
To Biryonggakju Jeongyeong’s question, Sohogae nodded.
“I understand that there have been quite a few setbacks in pursuing the Blood Cult recently. I guess it’s time for an opening.”
“We’re also wandering around on the open side. They must have noticed the pursuit, because their movements are becoming more and more secretive. What we found this time isn’t certain either.”
“The fact that the latter came directly to the uncertain situation… means that the matter is quite serious.”
Sohogae nodded once and opened his mouth with a serious expression.
“On the Sacheon side, we found traces suspected to be of the Blood Cult.”
“…Why Sacheon of all places?”
Jeong-yeong frowned momentarily.
Even without that, Sacheon had recently been exuding an atmosphere where it would not be strange for a bloody incident to break out at any time, as the conflict between the three major powers had reached its peak.
“Sure, this would be a good place for them to do something. Would you mind waiting here for a moment? This isn’t something I can decide on my own.”
“I will wait for the results.”
At Sohogae’s answer, Jeongyeong got up and left Biryonggak.
Where he headed was a military battle.
“Hello, Commander-in-Chief.”
“Welcome. I heard Hougae came to see you. Is it related to the Blood Cult?”
In response to the question from General Gongsun Hyun, who seemed to know everything, Jeongyeong nodded and answered.
“It’s not certain, but I heard that the Blood Cult is preparing something in Sacheon.”
Information that is so abstract that it is not even certain.
But it was also information that could not be ignored.
“Why Sacheon of all places?”
The general, who seemed to be deep in thought, soon opened his mouth with a smile.
“Biryonggakju, this time you will step forward yourself.”
“… I may be presumptuous, but if I were to leave my post, there would be a risk that a loophole would be created in the surveillance of the Demonic Cult.”
“That’s why I’m telling you to step forward. Have you forgotten? Our goal is to concentrate the power of the Central Plains on this ‘Wulin Alliance’, not to stop the Demonic Cult.”
“!!!”
“If the power of the Central Plains is concentrated in the Murim Alliance, what is there to fear, whether the opponent is the Blood Cult or the Demonic Cult? Isn’t it dangerous because we are divided?”
Gongsun Xian, who reminded Biryonggakju of their true purpose, smiled gently and said.
“That’s why I’m sending you. If the bloody disaster caused by the Blood Cult in Sacheon, where it wouldn’t be strange if it exploded at any moment, wouldn’t that be enough to raise the heavy buttocks of the old people who only care about their own safety?”
Jeong-yeong could easily understand the meaning behind the commander’s words.
If the information about the blood sect is false.
‘It creates a bloody disaster that seems to have been caused by the Blood Cult.’
Also, even if you find traces of blood cult.
‘He said to come out after the bloody disaster has occurred.’
To do this, it would have been necessary to find traces before the opening and then hinder the tracking of the opening in reverse.
Jeong-yeong, who quickly thought about what he had to do, shouted at the commander-in-chief while paying tribute with a lottery ticket.
“For the safety of the Central Plains and the justice of the Murim Alliance, I will definitely return successfully.”