Worthless Regression Chapter 228

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[230] Sima Lian (1)

If the Murim League is centered around the Nine Pail Bangs and the Four Great Families, the Sima Lian is centered around the Sima Six Gates and the Ma Dao Three Families.

However, in today’s world, Sima Lian’s power is not that great.

Although the Sima Rian has existed for a long time like the Murim Alliance, the world’s perception of it is not very good because it is made up of four sects.

Unlike the Gupailbang and the prestigious families that were spread throughout Eria, the Sima Six Gates and the Demonic Three Families of the Sima Lian were located near Haras, where the headquarters of the Sima Lian was located.

This was largely due to the fact that Demon Emperor Yang Il-cheon, the current Demon Lord, had been silent for a long time.

Although Sima Lianju was an expert who could discuss the best in the world, he rarely participated in external affairs.

Thanks to this, Safa, who were persecuted by the Murim League and others, had no choice but to gather around Haras.

[What an irresponsible guy.]

Heoju grumbled. Lee Seong-min also sympathized with those words to some extent.

It was like that this time too. Although he said he had spoken, Sima Lianzhu did not say much to Lee Seong-min.

He just said that if he went to the headquarters of Sima Lian and revealed that he was a disciple of Sima Lian, they would take care of it.

‘I said I had to get proof. I think it’ll be annoying.’

[Not necessarily so.]

Heoju said with a chuckle at Lee Seongmin’s muttering.

[You don’t even have the same level of skills. If they are an expert like you, they will see it and bow their heads.]

That was true to some extent. No matter how large a group the Sima Lotus is, there is only one Sima Realm Master who is an expert in the transcendental realm.

Even if there is a significant difference in skill compared to the Sima training master, Lee Seong-min’s inaction in Sima training without the Sima training master is absolute.

Although it is said to be the home of Sapa, Haras was a city that was different in many ways from what Seongmin Lee had imagined.

Haras, which Lee Seong-min first thought of, was a devastated city filled with corpses, like Trabia in the north.

However, when I actually saw Haras, there wasn’t much difference compared to other cities with their own rules, such as the Nine Pile Room or the Magic Tower.

Not everyone is mine.

Seongmin Lee recalled something he heard a few years ago. It is true that Sima Lian is a group of four sects, but not all of them are evil demons.

It’s just that there are a lot of awls sticking out of the control.

In fact, isn’t that not much different between political factions? Even in political factions, there are many people who pretend to be good but commit heinous acts behind their backs.

The difference between them and Sima-ryan is whether they do it openly or not.

As he headed from the outskirts to the center, Lee Seong-min felt a certain tension building in the city itself. There were many people walking up and down the streets armed with weapons and showing off their menacing looks.

Lee Seong-min knew that his appearance would inevitably attract the attention of others, so he took off his mask and banggat and walked around with a bare face.

I know why the city is nervous.

Because of Lee Seong-min.

Before entering Harath, Lee Seong-min purchased information about this city through Erebrisa.

It was to find out what was happening in this city recently.

‘It’s irresponsible.’

Sima Lianzhu threw a bomb at Haras, who was silent. That bomb was none other than Lee Seong-min.

Demon Emperor Yang Il-cheon, who had been living in seclusion for nearly a hundred years after leaving Haras, sent his successor to Sima Lian.

It was enough of a bomb to break the silence of the city. At the same time, it was enough to make those who had enjoyed power during Sima Lianju’s absence nervous.

The person who has been leading Sima Lian during the Sima Lianzhu’s absence is the head of the Soksan clan in the Demonic Three Families.

After the defeat of the clan.

As the second-in-command of Sima Lian, he took this city as his own while Sima Lian was away.

However, no matter how much Paemunhu is an outstanding expert and no matter how powerful the family of Paissi is, It was a power that was possible and maintained only because Sima Lianju was absent.

To that extent, in this city, the name of Demon Lord Yang Il-cheon is big and high.

[what. I don’t think they’ll be overtly hostile, but… … Judging by the atmosphere, I don’t think they will be welcome.]

Heoju chuckled. She was as he said. For those who enjoyed the things they enjoyed during Sima Lianju’s absence, including the defeated Wenhu, Li Seong-min, Sima Lianju’s successor, is someone who can never be welcomed.

Lee Seong-min was fiddling with the book of Sima Lianzhu that he had kept in his arms. When he met Hyeolgun, he gave him a booklet that he told him to open and read.

I understand my position. I still didn’t feel like it, but that didn’t mean I had any intention of ignoring or avoiding Sima Lianju’s words.

In the first place, Sima Lianju did not ask much from Lee Seong-min.

There is no need to get caught up in political issues within Sima Lian just because he becomes the successor to Sima Lian, and Sima Lian has promised in advance that he can ignore it if that happens.

Lee Seong-min knew very well that it was not like that.

‘Because my existence is known to the world.’

It not only announces that the silent Sima Lianzhu is alive and well, but is also a kind of declaration of war against the Murim Alliance.

Because it is known that Gwi-chang, who was branded as a demon by the Murim League, became a disciple of Sima Lianju.

Perhaps the fuse between the Murim League and the Samaryon, which have not been in conflict for a long time, may be rekindled.

That’s not bad either. Seongmin Lee was thinking to himself.

Behind the Murimmaeng is Cheonoecheon. If a conflict occurs with the Murim Alliance, the leader, the Black Dragon Alliance, will move, which is the same as the movement of Cheon Oecheon.

Lee Seong-min killed Geomjon and Gwonjon and became Cheon Oecheon’s enemy. Rather than waiting for them to make a move, it would be better to make a move here first with Sima Lianzhu’s help.

Because he understood him, Seongmin Lee did not hesitate.

Lee Seong-min walked towards the large front door without stopping.

The gatekeepers standing in the way said something to Lee Seong-min, but Lee Seong-min did not respond to them.

Every time Lee Seong-min walked, the menacing dragon pressure rose. The gatekeepers’ faces turned white and their legs trembled.

“Who, who… … .”

Questions about identity are also ignored.

In front of the door, Lee Seong-min unfolded a black thunderbolt.

Pajik!

His body jumped over the closed door and moved into Sima Lian.

There was no difference from the time of King Namgung’s reign. The warriors gathered together, and before they could take any arbitrary action, their bodies froze, intimidated by Lee Seong-min’s momentum.

“Do you have any blood groups?”

Seongmin Lee looked around and asked. The subdued warriors could only hesitate and say nothing.

It was that moment. People wearing pitch-black military uniforms jumped in. They surrounded Lee Seong-min from a distance, but did not show hostility.

“… … “Are you the successor to Lianju?”

The most outstanding expert among those wearing black military uniforms stepped forward and asked.

Seongmin Lee slowly nodded his head. The men’s faces hardened at those words. They hesitated and then bowed their heads.

“Please come this way.”

“Who is there?”

“Hyeolgun… … “He is there.”

The man answered. Lee Seong-min laughed bitterly at that answer. The current Lee Seong-min came as the successor to Sima Lianju.

However, the blood group does not show up, and they ask to see Lee Seong-min. Now that you know it, you can’t just follow it in silence.

To avoid being swayed later, you must hold the top and bottom firmly from the beginning.

“The blood group called me. “That means I have to go there.”

That’s why the words spoken without emotion sounded cold.

The man quickly tried to say something, but Lee Seong-min shook his head and ignored his words.

Seongmin Lee raised his hand without taking out the spear.

Pajik!

A purple electric current splashed, and Lee Seong-min’s hands were colored with light. Although the color was different, what Lee Seong-min saw was the black lightning of Sima Lianju. The man’s mouth opened wide when he saw him.

“that… … that… … Ryeonju’s… … .”

“Black lightning.”

Seongmin Lee mumbled his answer. A wide open hand is directed towards the man.

Although he didn’t fire it, the man instinctively knew. Among the warriors here, there is no one who can withstand that attack.

Seongmin Lee narrowed his eyes and spoke to the man.

“Killing you all won’t be difficult.”

“As the successor to Lord Lian… … Are you threatening to kill us?”

“I have not heard from Master what to do with your lives. “All I was told was to come here and get your recognition of my presence.”

It was true.

“I don’t know what Master meant when he said that. For me, I think the fastest way is to show my strength. And I don’t like it. I am the successor of Sima Lianju. Should I go to the call of a member of the clan, who is not even my teacher, on my own?”

“that… … that… … .”

“Tell it to the blood group.”

Lee Seong-min’s voice was powerful.

“If you don’t come out right now, I will annihilate the Passissegae first.”

Those were extremely arrogant words. However, the intimidation Lee Seong-min displayed made everyone know that his words were not lies or bravado.

and.

Although he said it harshly, Lee Seong-min meant it sincerely. Since we have already come to this point, we must clearly inform them of the superior-subordinate relationship.

“Okay… … .”

“indeed.”

That was the moment the man answered.

A deep voice echoed throughout the hall. Seongmin Lee glanced in the direction the voice came from.

A large man was approaching this way with long strides.

Although he had never seen him in person, Lee Seong-min knew that the man was the second-in-command of Sima Lian, Pei Munhu of the blood army.

“Lyeonju’s black lightning… … “Just looking at it makes my body tremble.”

Paemunhu stopped walking in the distance. Behind him, skilled-looking experts were standing armed.

Seeing that everyone had the same pattern, it seemed like they were masters of the Paisi family that Pai Wenhu had brought with him.

“I heard from Lord Ryeon, but I didn’t hear the details. “I am Paemoonhu, the head of the Paisi family, but who are you?”

“Gwichang Lee Seong-min.”

Seongmin Lee answered without hiding anything. At those words, the expressions of the Sima Lian warriors, including Pai Wenhu, changed.

“If it’s a ghost… … .”

“Aren’t you the master who killed Ironclad Shinchang, Zhuge Taeryeong, and Mo Yong Seojin?”

“Gwichang is the successor to Lord Ryeon…” … ?”

A murmur spreads. Paemunhu was also a little taken aback by Lee Seong-min’s identity, but quickly changed his expression and asked again.

“Lord Ryeon didn’t come in person?”

“yes.”

“first… … There seems to be some misunderstanding. I have no intention of opposing you. I’m just curious about what kind of person Lianju’s successor is… … .”

“So you brought armed troops behind you?”

Seongmin Lee asked with a grin. At those words, Paemunhu pursed his lips. After a short silence, he frowned and spoke again.

“Isn’t this so sudden?”

Paemoonhu grumbled, openly showing his displeasure, and Seongmin Lee put his hand in his arms.

What he took out was the book that Sima Lianzhu had given to Pai Wenhu when he met him, telling him to take it out and read it.

“What is that?”

Paemunhu asked, but Lee Seongmin did not answer.

He opened the letter and read it. In fact, he had nothing to read. This is because there was only one sentence written on the letter.

Seongmin Lee furrowed his eyebrows and burst into laughter in his head.

[You crazy guy!]

This was what he said to Sima Lianju. Lee Seong-min also had no choice but to sympathize with Heo-ju’s words to some extent.

Lee Seong-min folded the letter again and threw it towards Paemoonhu. As her thin paper flew fiercely, Pae Munhu hurriedly raised her hand and took the letter.

“What the hell is this…” … ?”

“Read.”

Seongmin Lee said. Pae Mun-hu opened her book wide with an annoyed face. Paemunhu’s eyes widened at the sentence written in the very center.

Beat Paemunhu to death in front of many people.

That was all that was written. There was no explanation as to why this should be so. Pae Munhu looked at Lee Seong-min with his mouth half-open.

[If you look at the phrase ‘hit to death,’ it means not to use a spear, right?]

‘I guess so.’

Lee Seong-min clenched and unclenched his hands while receiving Paemunhu’s blank stare.

fantasy,