Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 351



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 351

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“… It’s a different face from the one I’ve seen.”

At Ilmok’s words, the expressions of distrust on the three Jeongpa people’s faces deepened.

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“It may be that the portrait we drew was wrong, or that your memory has faded with the passage of time.”

At the words of Cheongmok Jinin and Geolwang, Ilmok slightly bowed his head and said.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

After asking for their understanding, Ilmok turned his head and looked in the direction where the group was.

“Miss Jin, are you still keeping the zombie’s portrait?”

In response to Ilmok’s question, Jin Ha-yeon unpacked the bundle she always carried with her whenever she moved somewhere.

As a member of the Silver Pavilion, which also serves as a guard, she always carries around the items necessary to assist Ilmok.

Jin Ha-yeon found a piece of paper in it and handed it to Ilmok.

“This is the face of the zombie I saw. Is this the same face as the zombie you saw?”

Ilmok asked if there was a possibility that the Yongmo Pagi was drawn incorrectly, but the three shook their heads.

While looking at the dragon with a complicated expression, Sohogae muttered as if he felt sorry.

“If there was such a thing as a show-off, it would have been better if you had told me first….”

“Oh my.”

As Sohogae closed his mouth at the harsh voice of the open ark, Ilmok slightly lowered his head while taking the lottery ticket.

“I’m sorry. I was also flustered. Also, I’m not very good with my hands, so I kept my mouth shut for fear of making a bad impression.”

“Then what is this Yongmo-daegi?”

“This is not the dragonfly we drew.”

With that being said, Ilmok opened the floodgates and told the story of what had happened in the northern grasslands.

The custom of wind burial in the grassland and the incident that led to the disappearance of such a custom. Namely, the incident in which the body of one of the best masters in the grassland was stolen.

“Just in case, I asked the chief of that tribe to draw a picture of the face of the missing body, and this Yongmo-ga-gi is that picture.”

After briefly explaining the situation, Ichimoku took the lottery ticket again.

“We also acquired the Yongmo Pagi not long ago. And by the time we returned from the West, rumors of the Blood Cult’s destruction had already spread far and wide. I know it was late in delivering the message, but please understand.”

Although it had been several years since he had acquired the Yongmo Pagi, Ichimoku spoke nonchalantly, mixing truth and lies.

I couldn’t say that I hid it so that you guys could fight each other and die.

“Ahem. If that’s the case, then there’s nothing we can do.”

Cheongmok Jinin took Ilmok’s side to some extent, and Geulwang looked at Yongmo Pagi with a complicated expression.

“Huh. So that means the place where those Blood Cult guys got the corpses to use as jiangshi is right in the north?”

“Master, that’s why we didn’t notice that there were remnants of the Blood Cult remaining.”

“Well, there are no beggars in the North, so it seems like it would be difficult to get news.”

The North was a harsh world.

There was no one to give alms to beggars, and the moment they became beggars, they were no better than dead. Or, they were absorbed by other tribes and treated like slaves.

After talking with his disciple, King Geul-wang, who had been gathering his thoughts for a moment, opened his mouth.

“To be honest, I can’t completely believe what you say. However, this is obviously an important matter, so I need to check it out.”

“If it’s confirmation, what kind of confirmation do you mean?”

“I’m thinking of searching the entire Central Plains again to find traces of the Blood Cult. If the jiangshi killed by the leader are fake, doesn’t that mean there are still remnants of the Blood Cult left? No. Since there are real jiangshi left, they are not remnants of the Blood Cult, but closer to the true Blood Cult.”

Ilmok also nodded at King Geul’s words.

“We will investigate as far as our Mireukmyungyo can go.”

“Please let us know if anything comes up. Then we’ll be going now. The matter is urgent, so it doesn’t seem like we have time to take it easy.”

As he said, the King of Geul followed the wind and left, leading the beggars as if they were following the wind.

After watching his back for a moment, Ilmok asked the remaining Cheongmok Jinin.

“What are you going to do about Cheongseong?”

“Now that we know that we were deceived by the Blood Cult, shouldn’t we find out somehow?”

Although the Cheongmok Jinin had attained enlightenment and possessed a much more refreshing energy, at this moment, a thick murderous aura was mixed in among that refreshing energy.

‘It was said that there was a disaster where Cheongseong’s disciples stabbed each other to death while being attacked by Hwanmongjin.’

Since Cheongseong’s resentment towards the Blood Cult was very deep and strong, it was a completely understandable reaction.

“Now that I think about it, it seems like it’s a good thing. If we stay confined to Sacheon, it’ll be hard to get information. I’ll use this opportunity to work as a messenger and look for information about the Blood Cult in various parts of the Central Plains.”

“It looks like you’ve decided to run the flag in the end.”

“That’s right. This too is thanks to the advice of the Maitreya Buddha. Immeasurable Life Buddha.”

The Qingmok Jinin, who had greeted them, also led the disciples of Cheongseong and left.

Ilmok, who was watching the departing Cheongmok Jinin, was lost in thought about a problem he had deliberately left unmentioned.

‘…Why did you put out a fake zombie? If you caused that much bloodshed, wouldn’t the zombie have been completed?’

The biggest incident that accelerated the war with the Blood Cult was the massacre that occurred in Guizhou Province.

A terrible massacre in which most of the small and medium-sized fire brigades in Guizhou were swept away, and even civilians were swept away, killing thousands.

If we just look at the number of dead, it was more than the number of bloodshed during the Sacheonbi-dong Massacre, so the Blood Cult must have gained tremendous power.

Even with that kind of power, why would they bother using fake ones?

‘It doesn’t make sense to say that it was to make the political bastards let their guard down. No matter how fake it is, if you want to deceive them properly, you would have to sacrifice a significant amount of your power.’

As Ichimoku was agonizing over his worries, a change of thinking occurred in his mind.

‘… What if the bloodshed was not caused by the Blood Cult?’

It was because of the bloody incident that occurred in Guizhou that the Jeongpa faction began to persecute the Blood Cult in earnest.

Until then, they had been fighting among themselves over territory under the pretext of blood ties.

From the Blood Cult’s perspective, it could be said that it was a situation that was rather convenient for them to exploit.

So, there is only one problem left.

Who disguised themselves as a cult and committed such a terrible massacre?

While massacring most of the small and medium-sized factions in Guizhou Province, there were hardly any forces in the entire Jianghu region that could fabricate evidence and disguise it as the work of the Blood Cult without being detected.

‘… In the end, it was the Murim Alliance that benefited from that, but it doesn’t make sense.’

The Murim Alliance was not a single force.

If such a massacre was committed under the pretext of eliminating the Blood Cult, there was virtually no chance that information would not leak out.

The moment his thoughts reached that point, the name of a certain force appeared in Ichimoku’s head.

Ilmok, who realized that the problem was more serious than he thought, quickly sent a message to Jin Ha-yeon.

– Please bring me paper and ink right now. I need to send a letter to the headquarters urgently.

* * *

A mountain located somewhere in the Central Plains.

The mountain was too difficult for people to climb due to its rugged terrain, and unlike the other sacred mountains called O-ak, it did not have any spiritual energy flowing through it, so it was a place that few people visited.

A deep cave dug into the heart of that useless mountain.

Inside the cave, hidden in a complex and mysterious formation, there was a corpse with an amulet attached to its forehead.

A bizarre pattern of red and black lines was drawn around the corpse, and in each direction, a sulfur-smelling candle was set up and burning.

An old man who had been reciting a mantra in an ominous voice in front of the bizarre creature stopped his spell and turned around when he felt a presence behind him.

“How is it going?”

“It is going according to the leader’s will. All the foolish sect members have been deceived by the leader’s intentions.”

After hearing his subordinate’s report, the leader let out a deep sigh.

Despite reports that he had succeeded in deceiving his enemies, the cult leader was far from satisfied.

It was a natural thing.

Although they deceived the enemies, the damage they suffered in the process was enormous.

The last hope of the Blood Cult, Cheonhyeol Gangsi.

While repeating various studies to develop that jiangshi, there was an incident where a jiangshi that was closest to the Cheonhyeol Jiangshi was created. It was the best blood jiangshi and could be said to be a derivative of the Cheonhyeol Jiangshi.

And the Blood Lord had no choice but to offer up the Blood Poem as a sacrifice to deceive the Jeongpa bastards.

In addition, he disguised the elder as the leader of the cult and pushed him into the trap.

No, the elder volunteered to go to the limbs for the future of the Blood Cult.

Even apart from the elders, many of the Blood Cult’s sorcerers and warriors lost their lives in the battle.

Excluding the unfinished Cheonhyeol Gangsi behind the Blood Cult, half of the Blood Cult’s power was lost in that battle.

Even now, when he recalls the events of that day, the Blood Lord’s teeth grind.

“I will never leave those vile hypocrites alone.”

There were those who committed massacres in Guizhou Province and blamed themselves for all the crimes.

“The leader of the martial arts world, Cheokpaemyeong. I will definitely catch that guy, torture him to death, and then turn him into a Thousand-Hyeol Gangsi and make him my slave.”

The Blood Cult Leader thought that all of this was the work of the Murim Alliance Leader Cheok Pae-myeong and the General Gongsun Hyeon.

At the Blood Cult’s oath, the man who came to report shouted while hitting his forehead on the floor.

“Since there is a Heavenly Blood Gangsi, it will definitely happen as the leader wishes! The Blood Cult World will come!!”

The Blood Lord, who had been looking down at his subordinates for a moment, gave an order.

“Tell them to continue hiding and watch the movements of the martial arts world. The hypocrites of the Jeongpa are those who cannot stand it in the end and have no choice but to shed blood. The day when they are blinded by greed and kill each other, we will complete the Thousand-Hyeol Gangsi with their blood and establish the Blood Cult World.”

* * *

Ilmok left the hastily written letter in the hands of Guyangmun and instructed him to return to Nanju.

Then Ilmok and his group headed south again, reached Amisan, and returned the hundreds of corpses and the nuns they had captured to Amipa.

“… As promised, I will let Amipa enter the royal palace for fifty years.”

“… Thank you for your mercy.”

As the elders of the Amipa, who had spoken with gloomy faces, gestured, the disciples of the Amipa wrapped a thick rope made by twisting straw ropes around the main gate and tied it together, and hung a cloth with the word [封] written on it.

It was the moment when the Amipa, one of the largest forces in the Central Plains and known as the Gupailbang, entered the Bongmun.

After finishing his business in Amipa, Ilmok headed north again to solve more important issues.

While Ilmok was moving towards Nanju in Gansu Province, the Martial Arts Alliance near Dongting Lake.

“How was your trip?”

The general asked, trying hard to hide his embarrassment.

I asked because it was too early for the leader to return.

At this point, it was like I just stopped by Sacheon and came back right away.

“Amipa has already been sealed. When we arrived, Amipa had already been defeated by the Maitreya Sect.”

The leader’s tone was unusually irritated.

“I tried to punish them, even if it was late, but Gaebong and Cheongseong got in the way.”

Then, Cheokpaemyeong briefly told Gongsun Xuan the conversation he had with Jiewang and Qingmok Jinin.

“… I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I expected it to some extent since they’ve been interfering with our work since before, but I didn’t expect Cheongseong to change so drastically.”

When Gongsun Hyun bowed his head and said that, Cheokpaemyeong clicked his tongue and replied.

“Tsk. That’s it. It’s already come to this, so there’s nothing we can do. Hwangbo Se-gae and Cheongseong on top of that. They’re the ones who needlessly complicate things.”

It was clearly meant to be comforting, but for some reason, the sound of him clicking his tongue was particularly loud to Gongsun Xian’s ears.

Gongsun Xuan noticed that the leader was very uncomfortable, so he opened his mouth very carefully.

There was news that had to be delivered because hiding it would only make people more angry.

“Your Majesty, the opening and the clear-sightedness of the Hwangbo family are not the end.”

“…What does that mean?”

“It is said that two more people have been added to the reinforcement force of the Hwangbo Se-ga family that set out from Shandong to help the Maitreya religion.”

“Two people?”

The fact that they only reported an increase of two people means that those two are very important people.

When Cheok Pae-myeong asked with an uneasy expression, Gongsun Hyeon answered.

“It is said that the shaman’s Taegeuk swordsmanship and the sword dragon Unbaek dojo have joined forces.”