Episode 14: Heaven and Earth Meeting (3)
Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, who was glaring at Mo Gyeong-un, immediately burst into laughter and said.
“Hahahahaha. “This is quite a thing.”
It’s been a while since I’ve seen this bold guy.
Those who know even the slightest bit about their notoriety, both outside and inside the association, cannot act in such a heartless manner.
No, it was difficult to even say that the liver was swollen in the first place.
‘It’s different.’
Yeonmokgeomjang is a renowned martial artist.
I can’t believe I get to see such a crazy guy in this place where it’s no different.
For some reason, this kid was closer to this side than that side.
So it was interesting.
Son Yun, who had been laughing for a while, shook his head and said.
“There is no reason to refuse if a living non-level officer wants to go to the main circuit on his own. good night. “I hope you don’t regret those words.”
At his words, his godwife, Mrs. Seok, and his second son, Mok Eun-pyeong, could not hide their inner joy.
Since it is a very notorious Cheonjihoe, I wondered what would happen if something went wrong, but the result was the best.
How great is it that everything was solved with just that guy.
However, it was not Jangju Mokindan.
-closely!
His hand holding the sword gained strength.
It was my first time feeling this helpless.
In my heart, I wanted to scream at Mok Gyeong-un to let him go right away.
This was because Miuna Gouna was her own son.
However, the situation was ambiguous.
‘I can’t believe I was memorizing the secret.’
I was very surprised when I first found out about that fact.
As expected, he too tried various means to see the secret book, but could not even unravel the prayer beads.
Therefore, it was naturally assumed that Mok Gyeong-un did not memorize it but rather possessed it.
Since I didn’t see the payment in the first place, I thought there would be no problem if I just returned it, but that was completely astray.
‘…….I will never let you go as long as you memorize the secret.’
If an outsider secretly memorized Yeonmokgeomjang’s secret, he would of course be punished for that crime with his life.
That’s how important it was to the martial arts people.
So Mok Gyeong-un’s judgment might be right now.
It’s a way to save your life even just a little bit.
‘I’m sorry.’
As the chieftain, he had everyone’s lives on his shoulders, so there was nothing he could do.
If you fight to protect Mokgyeongun, you will most likely be annihilated.
That person, Son Yun, was a monster.
‘….Please be patient.’
When they left, I planned to ask the Justice Alliance for help.
Along with Cheonjihoe, Jeongjeongmaeng (正義盟) was in charge of the three axes of the current martial arts world.
Still, since he was close to some high-ranking people, he was determined to get his son back somehow, even if it was through the power of the Justice League.
But something unexpected happened here.
-Sureuk!
At that moment, Sun Yun’s divine form became blurred and suddenly appeared behind Mo Qingyun.
Then, like lightning, he took control of the blood vessel.
-Papa papapak!
Mok Gyeong-un, who had been stabbed, lost consciousness and was about to fall to the floor.
Son Yun supported him with his hand and called the masked man.
“Take care of this guy.”
At this, Jangju Mokindan shouted.
“What are you doing?”
“What are you doing? No matter how much I said I would go my own way, did you think I would let you continue to bargain with my life?”
Mokindan gritted his teeth at Son Yun’s words.
As expected, he was a formidable person.
If you look at it objectively, it was a natural response.
“Well, anyway, now that I’ve collected my salary, let’s calculate the remaining debt.”
“debt?”
“Mok Jangju. “Did you really think that if you touched something from this meeting and just returned it, it would just pass over as if it was nothing?”
Everyone at Yeonmok Swordsman, who had been inwardly relieved at those words, could not help but become nervous again.
I was worried about what might happen, but there was no way things would turn out well.
At that time, Jangju Mokindan took the ceremony and opened his mouth.
“Are you going to break the agreement?”
“A promise?”
“exactly. “If that child finds out that you broke your promise, do you think he will tell you the secret he has memorized?”
“Hahahahaha! That’s funny. “You don’t even know if you’re alive or dead, so what’s the point?”
The strong energy that comes out with those words.
The expressions of all Yeonmok Swordmasters darkened because of how strong it was.
“How dare you come out like this?”
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As he spoke, Jangju Mokindan raised his true energy from his dantian.
It was a close call.
Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, spoke to him with a grin and a smile, aiming at his attitude.
“But since the old man is in a good mood today, I’ll give him one last chance.”
“opportunity? “What do you mean?”
“I’m saying I’m going to give Chief Yeonmok a way to survive.”
“Is there a room I can live in?”
“okay.”
Mokindan frowned at Son Yun’s words and asked.
“What is that?”
“I’ll give you two options. “If you refuse all of this, Yeonmok Geomjang will be destroyed tonight.”
“……What are those options?”
First, I decided to listen.
In any case, if there is a fight, the Yeonmok Swordmaster will most likely perish.
“first. Surrender to this Cheonjihoe and join the sect under Sanha.”
‘!!!!!’
The Yeonmok Swordmaster was agitated by the words of Myeongdo King Son Yun.
As expected, Yeonmokgeomjang was a prestigious shaman who pursued integrity, but Cheonjihoe was not like that.
They followed their own independent path of defeat, neither as an apostle nor as an apostle.
Therefore, surrender was literally the same as giving up one’s pride as a Jeongdo man.
– Wow!
It was natural for the Yeonmok Swordsman to be afraid of them, but also angry enough to be agitated.
I wish I had chosen death, but I couldn’t.
“I will fight until the end, even if it means dying.”
“There is an incision.”
Son Yun naturally thought that he would reject the first offer.
“If you do so, the second time, I will imprison the Yeonmok Swordmaster for 10 years and take his successor as a hostage.”
“……”
The moment they heard the second proposal, the entire Yeonmok Swordsman became quiet.
Jangju Mokindan’s expression was also not good.
I thought it would be natural to make a proposal that was difficult to make.
That ominous premonition was correct.
Bongmun (封門).
It literally meant ending martial arts activities for 10 years.
Usually, when a war between clans is defeated or when the clan is defeated, a marriage ceremony takes place.
‘Bongmun……’
It was more realistic than the previous proposal.
It is the only way to admit defeat but not give up your last pride.
However, over the course of 10 years, Yeonmok Geomjang will gradually become weaker due to its inability to engage in external activities, and will never be able to interact with anyone, let alone other sects.
‘If the temple is shut down, the temple will decline.’
It was a better option than everyone dying.
While he was thinking, someone approached him.
“father.”
He was none other than Grand Duke Mo Yong-ho.
He is called Parak-ho and is the first son who is addicted to cinnabar and brings only disappointment to him.
He couldn’t help but feel puzzled when he spoke to me at this important moment.
“Why are you doing that?”
“It was called home consultation. “It may be difficult, but please accept this offer.”
Consultation on the body.
Lying down and chewing gall meant enduring humiliation and suffering for the sake of the future.
Hearing Mo Yong-ho’s words like this, a strange thing appeared in the eyes of Zhuang Ju Mo In-dan.
‘This guy…’
It wasn’t like it usually was.
I thought I had lost my spirit when I fell into the color of vermilion.
But now, looking at his eyes and expression, I could see that he was barely able to endure this shame.
In fact, he seemed more angry than himself.
Mok Yeong-ho said to him who was inwardly wondering.
“Please send me a child. Since you are the eldest son of this chapter, aren’t you the closest to the successor?”
“what?”
Are you saying you would go voluntarily?
Is this child really the one who was addicted to cinnabar and brought only disappointment?
I was surprised, but Mok Yeong-ho whispered softly.
“Fortunately, the. “I haven’t chosen the youngest child as my successor yet.”
‘!?’
Jangju Mokindan’s eyes wavered.
With these words, Mokindan was able to understand Mok Yeongho’s true intentions for the first time.
Mokindan’s eyes turned red.
‘Ahh….Youngho. Youngho. Are you saying that all the time you’ve been addicted to cinnabar is because of that?’
Was it to give up the succession to the youngest Yucheon?
Was that why he got close to the main character and only brought about disappointment?
Mokindan clutched his chest as if he was in great shock.
It was heartbreaking that he only scolded this child without trying to find out his true intentions.
It was so different from my mother.
“father. I’m sorry for making you upset all this time. Please stay healthy.”
Mo Yong-ho bowed politely, then turned to King Sun Yun of Ming Province and spoke loudly.
“Zhang Zhou accepted Sun Daehyup’s second proposal. “I, the eldest and heir of the Yeonmok Swordmaster, am taken hostage…”
“no.”
At that time, Son Yun interrupted him.
Then he pointed at someone with his finger and said.
“Where are you trying to trick me? “I will take that child away.”
‘this!’
The first one, Youngho Mo, bit his lip.
The person pointed out by Son Yun.
He was the youngest, Mok Yu-cheon, whom he sacrificed himself to protect.
There was something they overlooked.
Unlike the martial arts, which gave priority in respect to the eldest son born first or the first disciple accepted, Cheonjihoe strictly followed the law of self-respect.
Therefore, in their view, the successor to Yeonmok Geomjang was naturally Mok Yu-cheon, who possessed the greatest military talent.
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-Quit! Shut up!
Inside the wagon was a masked warrior and two people sprawled out in chains, their eyes covered.
They were Mo Gyeong-un and Mo Yu-cheon.
Since they were no different from hostages or prisoners, their treatment was not very good.
‘It’s thorough. ha.’
Mo Yu-cheon sighed.
Unlike Mokgyeong-un, I was not overcome by Hunhyeol (暈穴) and did not faint, but I was unable to move due to the demonic blood (痲穴) that paralyzed my body and the Ahyeol (啞穴) that prevented me from speaking.
As if that wasn’t enough, they blindfolded him and tied his body and limbs with thick rope.
They were thoroughly prepared.
‘How far have we come?’
It seems like it has moved about a few hours.
Because it was a wagon, no sunlight came in, but it must have been bright.
Because it was late at night, I thought they would camp at some point, but they continued to move without stopping.
‘Pawn……’
It was Mok Yu-cheon who was reflecting on his situation the whole time.
When Jangju Mokindan woke up, he was full of hope that he could become the successor, but in an instant, he became a hostage.
He was also a hostage to the Cheonjihoe, the most dangerous group in the martial arts world.
There was no choice.
‘…….What will happen in the future?’
The hostage was literally no different from a prisoner.
It was difficult to expect good treatment from the Cheonjihoe, as it may have been a pawn between organizations of similar status to some extent.
Even now, they were treated less than humanly.
-Rock!
As the carriage went up the hill, I felt someone’s body naturally touch me and put my weight on it.
Even though I couldn’t move my body, it didn’t mean that my sense of touch had disappeared.
‘Thorough cultivation.’
Probably wood tillage.
Are you in a better position than this guy right now?
No, it might have been better for me to have fainted.
At least for that moment, it was as if I was asleep without any worries.
Just then the carriage stopped.
-Kkiik!
I heard the back door of the wagon open.
And then I heard a small voice.
“Here…I’m…about…drunk.” “So…come and see what you have to do.”
“insect!”
-Kkiik!
The presence disappeared with the sound of the door closing.
I couldn’t hear it clearly, but it seemed like he was taking a break here.
In fact, I moved for half a day without stopping.
Even though I learned martial arts, my physical strength was not infinite.
‘How long do I have to stay like this?’
That was the car.
-Sigh!
I felt a very small presence next to me.
‘!?’
what?
Now in this wagon, the masked watcher was away for a while, so it was just him and Mok Gyeong-un.
But who is moving?
As I was doing this, I felt someone squirming behind my back.
‘no way?’
That couldn’t have been possible.
Not only was he subjected to point and blood injections, but his entire body was also restrained.
Moreover, unlike himself, Mok Gyeong-un didn’t have the monster called King Myeong-do do the fortune-telling himself.
He thought it was strange, but then someone lifted the cloth covering Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes.
‘uh?’
Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes widened.
He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
‘how?’
Surprisingly, Mok-gyeong-un was moving just fine, and as if that wasn’t enough, he even unraveled the rope that was restraining him.
How on earth did this guy get rid of the blood?
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