Episode 377
Stagnant water is bound to rot (2)
Yangcheon was momentarily speechless at Moyonggun’s terrifying verbal abuse.
The second question was how this guy knew about Saeumgyo. Yangcheon could never have imagined that, other than the powerful of Seongcheon, there would be someone with the power to verbally abuse me like this.
Prince Moyong continued.
“How do you know about Saeumgyo? How do you think he knew? Because I planted ganja in Mukryongbu? Do you think I ordered my insensitive daughter to steal information from the Mukryongbu? you’re welcome!”
“….”
“While you were acting as a leader in this vast land of Honam, we were beating down the three religious b*stards who controlled the Henan government, one by one!”
“…!”
“I couldn’t believe it at first. I never thought that the barbarians on the border could have that much power. But they are strong! “It was fortunate that we struck first. If we hadn’t known that, the entire Murim Alliance would have been destroyed from the roots within a few years!”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes were full of life.
Surprisingly, the deadly force was directed towards Yangcheon, not Samgyo. He truly had murderous intentions towards Yang Chen.
“Where else have these damn b*stards been hiding? I was curious. So I did some research. We poured all the power of the Murim Alliance into that investigation. And I found it. Where is Saeumgyo, one of the three religions, connected? “Who is this idiot who lives in this sacred land of the central plains by borrowing the power of barbarians from the border and acting as a leader who is not even in the eight provinces?”
“…!!”
“It was you. “I couldn’t help but admire Yang Bu-su’s ingenuity and how he deceived the entire Baekdo Martial Forest and created a grand organization called the Mukryongbu, but it wasn’t like that!”
Prince Moyong pointed to Yangcheon with his index finger.
“Are you a member of the Three Religions?!”
“…Better watch that mouth.”
“Otherwise! “How could a man who is said to be one of the most powerful men in the central plains and a great senior of the martial arts group join hands with barbarians and gain double his wealth!”
“Can’t you just shut up!!”
Pusssss!
Yangcheon’s Ilgal contained truly terrifying power. That sound-like cry was enough to push Prince Moyong’s body backwards.
However, Prince Mo Yong was not at all discouraged. On the contrary, his energy was burning even more fiercely.
“Why are you angry? “Do you think I have the right to be angry at you?!”
“what?”
“The white and black have clashed for hundreds of years, but we are still the people of the central plains! Even if we have different values and cultures, we are all the same Jungwon people! But did they build such a force by siding with a foreign power and act like a fool? “I can truly say that you are not part of the Three Religions!”
Saaaaagh!
The energy waves emanating from Yang Cheon’s body swayed little by little.
He became very emotional after hearing Moyong’s non-verbal verbal abuse. At the same time, he was more embarrassed than ever.
And that embarrassment was due to an emotion that I did not want to admit to myself: shame. Yangcheon felt his heart tingle as if he were caught doing something bad at Moyonggun’s harsh reprimand.
‘This guy.’
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The wavering air waves soon formed a strong density.
He was a man whose shame and embarrassment were covered with anger. Yang Cheon’s eyes were glaring at Mo Yong-gun, and the fierceness in his eyes was immature.
“After hearing this, I realized that your rudeness has gone too far! Even if I have to go to war with the Baekdo Murim today, I will stain the entire Moyongse with blood, starting with you!”
“The target you should attack is!!”
Prince Moyong did not hesitate at all despite Yangcheon’s spirit.
“The person you should be running rampant to eat is not me, my family, or the Murim Alliance! “The target at which I should aim my fist, which I have trained for decades, is beyond the birds far away!”
“this guy!”
“Do you know why I have to come here and argue with you? “Do you know why, instead of going to the other strong powers of Seongcheon and suing them, they come to you and swear at you now that the foreign enemies who are targeting the central plain are gaining strength?”
Mr. Moyong spoke as if chewing.
“That’s because I still have some expectations from you.”
“what?”
“Unless I’m looking at the wrong person! “At least, I thought that Tuwang Yangcheon was a person who knew what was wrong, what his fault was, and what he should do, even if he would not bow his stiff head!”
“…!!”
“Do you think I would have come here if I hadn’t thought that way? Yes, Ogi must have come. They just summoned you and tried to kill you. “Even if it’s by recruiting other powerful people from the Holy Heaven!”
Yang Chen’s eyes wavered.
Moyong, who was breathing heavily, quickly caught his breath.
“Yang Buju.”
“….”
“I’ll ask again. Have you joined hands with Saeumgyo? “Are you in sync with the three religions?”
“….”
“Why can’t you answer me! “Aren’t you going to ask me if I’m an ugly b*stard who left the barbarians behind and made a contract with me, who knows nothing, and tried to sacrifice the entire central plain, starting with the Murim Alliance, to them?”
It’s rough and rough.
Mo Yong-gun’s words have already gone beyond the realm of rudeness. He was attacking the other person with provocative language that wouldn’t be surprising even if he was attacked with a knife right away.
Nevertheless, Yang Chen could not easily keep his mouth shut. The deadly energy wave that burned like fire had already disappeared by half.
Because I know. Because I know.
Why is Prince Moyong so angry and why is he glaring at him with such disgust?
In the first place, Yangcheon did not join hands with Saeumgyo. They simply tried to unify the Black Islands by borrowing the power of Saeumgyo.
In other words, he only wanted to use their abilities and had no intention of being on the same side as them from the beginning. If it weren’t for that, the black sheep wouldn’t have been killed that way.
however.
‘…Was I hesitating too?’
When former intelligence chief Jeong lost his life at the hands of his enemies, he fell unconscious due to unknown reasons.
When he woke up again, he intuitively knew why he had fallen.
‘The leader of the Four Eums!’
Yes.
He once had a one-on-one battle with the leader of the Saeum cult.
At that time, the Saeum religious leader was already an established powerhouse. He was like that too, but surprisingly, the power of the Four Masters was much greater than his own.
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The traces left by the leader of the Saeum cult were still engraved on my chest. And that Jangheun (掌痕) was eating away at his body minutely.
In other words, the leader of the Saeum cult also did not believe in himself. The Mukryongbu was merely a bridgehead for advancing into the Central Plains and was not viewed as a comrade who would move forward together into the future.
‘Why did I stay still?’
Yang Chen thought. Even after realizing that fact, why did he not try to attack Saeumgyo?
‘I’m not that kind of person.’
Tuwang Yangcheon.
He is a master of fighting skills who is said to display the most outstanding ability in worldly battles among the Thirteen Saints of Heaven.
He didn’t need even a single piece of metal. Two fists were enough to get him through the world. No force or weapons were needed.
If you attack, it will respond and crush you. Even if you cheat, you will crush them, and if you stab them in the back, they will destroy the entire organization of the opponent.
That was fighting. As he traveled around the world, he never noticed the notice of any expert or power.
But why now? How could he not have prepared a counterattack, even after seeing the behavior of the Four Eum cultists who were trying to turn him into a puppet?
‘…!’
Yang Chen’s eyes were bloodshot.
He was able to face a small truth that he was so ashamed of that he didn’t want to admit it.
‘I can’t win…’
That’s right. Yangcheon decided that he could not defeat the Four Masters. I have already had to admit defeat deep in my heart.
Of course, that wasn’t the only reason. Unlike before, he now has subordinates to feed. Instead of just one or two, there were 10,000 members.
A leader must never act rashly. Yang Cheon knew that fact better than anyone else.
However, that wasn’t the only reason I had been sitting with my butt still heavy.
‘I suddenly found myself feeling uncomfortable with my greatest skill, fighting.’
The rare expert who discussed the primacy of the Central Plain in the struggle was suddenly reluctant to fight himself.
It was truly ridiculous. Not only did he not want to use the greatest organ that had brought him this fame, but he was scared.
Crash.
Yang Chen gritted his teeth.
I felt dizzy with soaring shame and strong disappointment in myself.
Mo Yong said coldly.
“The remnants of the Murim League will head south through Honam.”
“…?!”
“I heard there is a guy called God in the world of assassins in the central plains. “I heard that he is taking part in the conflict between the southern Baekdo clans and is undermining our strength.”
“…!!”
“A remnant unit from the main alliance will be dispatched to capture this guy. “I don’t know what kind of guy he is, but I believe that with the strength of Yu’s army, I will be able to deal with him somehow.”
As he spoke, Mo Yong looked at Yang Cheon’s face. This is because I heard information that a person named Hong Gwan, who reigns as the king of the assassin world, is Yang Cheon’s disciple.
As expected, Yang Cheon’s eyes changed once.
“Do you know someone?”
“….”
“I don’t know about anyone else, but I believe there is a possibility that he is related to the Three Religions. However, the three religions are not the only ones trying to eat Baekdo’s flesh.”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes narrowed.
“Maybe it’s someone you know?”
For a brief moment, Yang Chen felt a strong desire to deny that fact.
Yang Cheon looked at Prince Mo Yong.
The feeling of doubt hidden in those sharp eyes. The eyes of a tactician who thinks about how the opponent will react and is ready to respond immediately.
Yang Chen closed his eyes.
“Did you know?”
“What do you mean? “Please tell me so I can understand.”
“You already know that he is related to me.”
“….”
“Well, if I had the information to know that I founded the Mukryongbu with the power of Saeumgyo, I would have been able to find out that he had some kind of connection with me.”
The corners of Moyong’s mouth rose.
“You admit it. Yes, from what I saw and heard, he was your disciple. “Did you say your name was Hong Guan?”
“Yayuljeok (耶律蹟).”
“…?”
“Hong Guan is a pseudonym. “His real name is Yayuljeok.”
“Yayuljeok….”
“Also, he became a disciple of the previous Yin God, mastered all of his assassination techniques, and after killing his teacher and other disciples, he is now working as the Yin God of the new era.”
Prince Moyong frowned.
‘Music body? Sublease? What does this mean?’
Yangcheon, who had been quietly looking at Prince Moyong, turned around.
“Once I have organized my thoughts, I will send a separate letter to the Murim Alliance. “You can go home now.”
“Yang Buju.”
“A remnant of the Murim League is passing through Honam? Do whatever you want. “At least this time we will open the way.”
Prince Moyong spoke in a gloomy voice.
“You should contact me within three months. Otherwise, we will assume that Mukryongbu is a traitor who has joined hands with foreign enemies and we will attack him immediately.”
“Do you really have that much power?”
“At least it’s not something you should consider.”
Yang Chen chuckled.
“I think you are lucky, Mr. Moyong. Depending on what judgment I make, I may uproot the Moyongse family before the Three Schools.”
“…!”
“Go back.”
