Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 390



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 390

Enemy and I (2)

The unexpected shout created an atmosphere of confusion among the cultists.

Should we ignore them and attack them, or should we talk to them?

Breaking the awkward atmosphere, Ilmok shouted at Wi Jin-hak with all his might.

“Cult Leader, let me talk to them! Continue your advance!”

Because time was of the essence, we couldn’t just leave people here unattended.

Wi Jin-hak looked at Il-mok for a moment, nodded, and answered.

“I will trust you and leave it to you. Let the army advance!!”

At Wei Jin-hak’s command, the Demonic Cult’s warriors advanced forward again, while the Qingcheng Sect’s Taoist priests made way to the side to avoid them.

Immediately afterwards, Ilmok unfolded his lightness and approached the Cheongseongpa Taoist priests, and the servants followed him.

“I am the true person of Cheongmok. But, what brings you here?”

“Hahaha. Didn’t I just tell you? You said you came to form an alliance with the Heavenly Demon Sect.”

When Ilmok briefly greeted him with a poker ticket, Cheongmok also responded with a poker ticket.

Although the eyes of the Cheongmok Jinin had become clearer, the expressions of those behind him all looked complicated.

Even Jang Moon-in, the leader of Cheongseong, had a complicated look in his eyes.

He had a lot to say, but he was giving off the impression that he would be in trouble if he opened his mouth, so he would just leave it to Jinin Cheongmok.

“I know it’s rude of me to say this, but didn’t you clearly say that you couldn’t be on the same boat as us?”

“Hehehe. How can a person’s heart stay the same for the rest of their life? Oh. Is it too late to be together?”

Ilmok smiled awkwardly.

In fact, from the perspective of the Demonic Cult, it was a great advantage to have Cheongseong with them.

It wasn’t just because of the Cheongseongpa’s power.

Cheongseong was the founder of Sacheon, and Sacheon was the largest granary in the northwestern part of the Central Plains.

Considering that the enemy had secured the North China Plain and the Yangtze River Plain, which were called the greatest granaries of the Central Plains, Sichuan was a strategic point that had to be taken.

If Cheongseong joined forces, it would be possible to enter Sacheon without bloodshed.

Ultimately, there is only one problem left.

The question was whether they could be trusted as allies.

Because what is more frightening than an external enemy is a traitor within.

That is why I turned it around appropriately and revealed its true intentions.

“If you are an ally, I welcome you at any time. However, I was curious as to whether there was a change of heart that made you suddenly change your mind.”

“A change of heart….”

Cheongmok Jinin stroked his beard and trailed off for a moment as if reminiscing about the past.

“After waking up from the battle with the Blood Cult, I had a lot on my mind.”

Immediately after confirming the end of the Thousand Blood Gangsi and the Blood Sect Leader, the Qingmok Jinren, who had passed out from blood loss and internal injuries, woke up in a place called Edo (樂都), located on the border of Qinghai and Gansu.

He was treated for life-threatening injuries urgently, but he was visited by a demon who still had internal injuries.

“The first thought that came to my mind was a sense of doubt. After I finished my revenge, I felt ashamed of myself for only thinking about killing someone. Hehehe.”

It wasn’t because I thought that revenge breeds revenge, or that revenge wouldn’t bring back the dead.

It was clearly a time when I had been sharpening my sword with the purpose of cultivating my virtue. But at some point, I began to doubt myself, thinking that instead of helping anyone, I had been only focused on killing someone.

“Of course, I don’t regret killing the Blood Cult. Not only did they kill our disciples, but they also killed countless innocent civilians. It’s just that I thought that. How can they turn a blind eye to the tyranny of the imperial family when they have killed the Blood Cult?”

It was revealed that the Blood Cult was alive and well. After all, it must mean that what Ilmok had told them was true.

“Didn’t the imperial family also massacre thousands of innocent civilians just like the Blood Cult? For their lust for power. They don’t consider the people as people. If they didn’t consider them as livestock that can be ripped open whenever necessary, such a terrible massacre would be impossible. But why am I? Why must our Cheongseong point our swords at the Demonic Cult and not the imperial family? Such questions keep popping up in my head. Hehehe.”

There was clearly a reason.

In the first place, the Gaepajosa who founded Cheongseongpa was an enemy of the Demonic Cult, and they had killed each other in the previous Jeongma War.

One, that was also something that happened in the distant past.

Currently, among the elders or disciples of the Cheongseongpa, there is not a single one who is directly at odds with the Demonic Cult.

Of course, there were cases where some of the demon cultists occasionally crossed over to the Central Plains and caused trouble.

For example, didn’t Wei Jin-hak, who is now the leader of the Demonic Cult, also get the nickname of Mad Horse because he ran wild in the Central Plains dozens of times in the past?

But the Qingmok Jinin knew.

The military officers and government officials killed by the cultists and demonic cultists were mostly hypocrites or corrupt.

It’s just that, because I was on their side, I unconditionally took their side and called them ‘evil.’

A bad relationship that arose in the distant past.

Should we first punish the Demonic Cult because of that bad relationship? Should we fight against the royal family that is committing evil deeds right now?

After spending the night pondering over that topic, Jinin Cheongmok found his own answer.

“After much deliberation, I have made up my mind. The royal family has committed great evil, and you have not committed any other crimes in the past few decades, so I will now join you in punishing the royal family. I have honed my sword to cultivate the Way, and since it has already been stained with blood, I have decided that this will be the time to punish evil.”

Ilmok, who had been quietly listening to the story, asked back at the gaze of the Cheongmok Jinin, who was radiating clear energy.

“Is that the will established by the True Man of Cheongmok?”

“Hehehe. As expected, you recognized me right away.”

When the Qingmok Jinin laughed in vain at the question that seemed like a wise man’s answer, Ilmok nodded his head as expected.

The Qingmok Jinnin who succeeded in escaping from the mind had reached the state of Inhae-gyeong.

Having reached the level of Inhae-gyeong himself and having seen others around him successfully reach the level of Inhae-gyeong, Ilmok was now able to gain some understanding of the realm of Inhae-gyeong.

‘After all, it’s an idea.’

The process of advancing from the realm of Inhae-gyeong to the realm of Cheon-tong-gyeong could be seen as a practice of imposing one’s own will on the world.

Skills that can be performed through training after entering the Inhae-gyeong. Such as Igi-geomsul, Geom-hwan, Heo-gong-dap-bo, and Ho-sin-gang-gi.

These were all arts that went beyond simply controlling one’s own body, and forced illogical miracles on the world through one’s will.

And in order to impose one’s own ideas on the world, one must first and foremost have one’s own will.

Whether it is the grand intention of embracing all believers or the simple intention of protecting those you love.

It didn’t matter whether it was a good intention to make the world just or an arrogant intention to put the world under one’s feet.

All you need is a firm will that won’t be shaken by the harsh winds and waves of this world.

The state that a martial artist who has perfected his understanding of martial arts and the art of handling energy can reach when he sets his firm determination is the Inhae-gyeong.

“Congratulations on reaching this milestone.”

“Hahaha. Are you really going to praise this old man who hasn’t even reached you yet?”

The gentle-smiling Jinin Cheongmok joked, staring at Ilmok with clear eyes and adding,

“Since I have already revealed my intentions to you, I will be honest with you. The alliance I have proposed to you is only temporary. Just as the imperial family rebelled because of their evil deeds, if your evil deeds are revealed after this incident, the sword of the Qing Dynasty will be turned against you.”

To the warning given by the smiling Cheongmok Jinin, Ilmok responded with a smile as well.

“Still water always becomes rotten. If there is someone who watches over us so that we do not become rotten, isn’t that something to be welcomed?”

The Cheongmok Jinin, who had warned the other person even though he knew it might upset them, burst into laughter even louder when Ilmok smiled back and welcomed him.

‘As expected, he is a man of great courage.’

The Cheongmok Jinin, who had been laughing heartily, stroked his beard and spoke only after his laughter had calmed down a little.

“Hey, come to your senses. Excuse me for a moment.”

As he said this, the Qingmok Jinin turned around and bowed towards the Qingseongpa gate.

“Jang Moon-sun, thank you very much for listening to this priest’s stubbornness.”

The head of the Cheongseongpa clan, who was looking at the priest’s polite attitude with a very displeased expression, clicked his tongue and answered.

“Tsk. How many days have you been doing this? Also, do you think I will just follow your words without thinking? In my view, the tyranny of the royal family is a more serious problem than that of the people, so I have accepted your wishes.”

Only then did the old man straighten his back and answer with a gentle smile.

“Is that so? Hehehe.”

“Don’t laugh. I’m afraid you’ll get attached to me.”

“Hehehe. Now that the long-term leader has decided to join them, let’s laugh together.”

“Tsk. Isn’t it natural for people to have separate hearts and minds? This elder brother is still lacking in the Tao, and his will and heart are not as one as yours, so leave him alone.”

At the conversation between the two, which was like a comedy show, Ichimoku tried hard to suppress his laughter.

The combination of a bright-eyed priest and a grumbling but caring disciple seemed like a strangely good match.

At that moment, Jin-in Cheongmok, who had finished talking to Jang Moon-in, turned his head again and looked at Ilmok.

“Even though His Majesty the Long-liver speaks like that, he is a man who always keeps his promises in the name of Cheongseong, so don’t worry.”

“I’m fine. Hahaha.”

Ichimoku answered with a slight smile and opened his mouth to address his new allies.

“Now that we have decided to join forces, I will briefly explain what we need to prepare for.”

Ilmok only briefly reported on the matters discussed at the meeting held in Seonyeong that Cheongseong should know.

Instead of immediately attacking Beijing, they only advanced to Shaanxi Province, where they would join forces with Zhuge, Wudang, and Gaebong to establish a front line extending from Gansu to Shaanxi and Hubei.

It was a plan that did not necessarily mention specific strategies or future plans, because it was necessary to prepare for unexpected situations.

“I appreciate your intention to destroy the imperial family, but for now, protecting Sacheon is the top priority. Destroying the imperial family cannot be accomplished overnight, so we must protect Sacheon’s granary so that our comrades can eat their fill.”

At Ilmok’s explanation, the Cheongmok Jinin turned his head and looked to the side, and the Cheongseongpa Jangmunin stepped forward and answered.

“Understood. Then we will return to Sacheon and send out letters to the lay disciples and the martial artists of Sacheon to gather at least one more person who shares the same ideals.”

“Please.”

When Ilmok showed his respect by bowing his head, Jangmunin also responded by bowing his head and then turned around and left.

Ilmok, who had been watching the Taoist monks of Cheongseong leave for a moment, soon turned around and headed towards the main headquarters of the Demonic Cult.

After moving with light air, Ilmok passed by the people and approached the leader of the religious sect, Wi Jin-hak.

“Okay. How did it go?”

In response to Wi Jin-hak’s question, Ilmok briefly explained the conversation they had just had.

“So, for the sake of supplies, we gave them priority in the defense of Sacheon.”

“Hmm… Can you really trust them?”

Although the expression and words of the Cheongmok Jinin showed sincerity, Ilmok did not insist on telling him to trust his own eyes.

Because it was not something that could be done based solely on one’s intuition when the life or death of the Cheonmasingyo and various forces was at stake.

“I already have a solution in mind for that problem, Reverend.”

Also, I didn’t blindly believe in Cheongseong just because it was a first impression.

“In any case, for the propaganda that will be taking place in the future, don’t you think it’s necessary to make some preparations in Gansu? So, while we’re making those preparations, I’ll stay in Gansu with some of the necessary people and organize the rear.”

“Are you planning to watch Sacheon from the rear?”

“In addition, since it will be difficult to defend Sacheon with Cheongseong alone anyway, I am thinking of sending reinforcements to Sacheon under that pretext.”

Wi Jin-hak nodded at Ilmok’s explanation.

“Prepare for war and stabilize the rear. The priest excels at using his brain, so trust him to take care of the rear. I intend to clear out Shaanxi as soon as possible.”

Centered around Wei Jin-hak, who turned his head and looked toward the east, a heavy energy wave flowed out.

‘… I heard you were learning the Heavenly Demon Art. You’ve definitely gotten stronger.’

In Ilmok’s mind, the image of Hwasan and Jongnam being swept away by the calamity scattered by Wei Jinhak came to mind.