Chapter 108 : Conspiracy
I frowned at the bizarre cold energy creeping up my fist.
Despite hitting it with Extre Yang Qi, the guy’s body was sucking in the heat instead of burning.
-Keulkeul, it seems to be a Blood Crystal.
-It seems the blood qi is pushing away the Extre Yang Qi!
A Jiangshi impervious to Extre Yang Qi.
At the Demon Queen and Sword Venerable's advice, I imdiately wrapped the Fighting Venerable's martial arts around both hands.
Since the Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand's martial art was poison qi, it wouldn't work on a Poison Jiangshi.
‘This is why I need to learn various martial arts.’
“Tae Un-seo! Aim for the guy's joints! Wi Ji-yeong, attack the eyes with flying daggers!”
“Understood!”
Tae Un-seo’s kitchen knife struck Poison Jiangshi’s knee hard.
Clang!
The sound of tal clashing with tal rang through the cave.
At the mont the Poison Jiangshi’s body staggered, three of Wi Ji-yeong’s flying daggers were shot toward the guy’s eye sockets.
Clang- Clang-!
However, the Poison Jiangshi didn't even turn its head.
The flying daggers bounced off the steel-like skin, and the guy rather reached out to grab Tae Un-seo by the collar.
“This monster bastard!”
Baek Mu-yong shouted while supporting Maeng Cheol.
I didn't miss that opening and dug into the Poison Jiangshi’s chest.
Diamond Fighting King Divine Fist.
Fighting King Heaven Breaking Strike.
As soon as my left fist touched the Poison Jiangshi’s chest, a hole was pierced in the guy’s chest.
Boom!
Screech!
For the first ti, a scream like a tallic sound burst out from the Poison Jiangshi’s mouth.
Even though it was a monster that couldn't feel pain, it felt an instinctive threat.
“T-This makes no sense! A fist that pierces a Poison Jiangshi?!”
Bi Han’s face, leaning against the wall, was dyed with fear.
It was then.
Purple mist spewed out from the Poison Jiangshi’s body as if exploding.
It was Corpse Poison of overwhelming concentration filling the entire underground passage.
“Everyone cover your noses! Don't breathe!”
I shouted, but the air was already filled with fatal poison.
At the mont the Small Snow Squad mbers were staggering and about to lose their balance.
Whoosh-!
Absurd cold energy rushed in from the end of the underground passage.
The spreading purple Corpse Poison crystallized in the air as it was and fell to the floor.
“I'm glad I'm not too late.”
Seol Ye-rin appeared with her blue hair fluttering.
The Extre Yin Qi spewing from Seol Ye-rin’s fingertips had the montum to freeze even the Blood Crystal harbored by the Poison Jiangshi solid.
“Lady Seol! How are you here…….”
I was surprised to see Seol Ye-rin.
The fact that Seol Ye-rin ca here ant that the battle at the main gate had ended.
At my call, Seol Ye-rin smiled slightly.
“The third Young Master was too late, so I froze everything and ca.”
As Seol Ye-rin put her palms together, huge ice spikes soared up from under the Poison Jiangshi’s feet and dug into the guy’s body.
Even the Poison Jiangshi’s sturdy body couldn't block Seol Ye-rin’s ice attack.
‘This… It seems Seol Ye-rin's compatibility with Poison Jiangshi is even worse.’
Whoever it was, didn't it just matter if we defeated it?
‘The Blood Cult's demonic hand has reached the Poison Palace of the Southern Barbarians too.’
My gaze turned back to Bi Han.
“Huh?”
“Young Master! That beast man is running away?!”
Bi Han started running away like crazy.
***
Bi Han realized instinctively.
The mont that blue-haired wench appeared, the match was over.
No, not a match, but a one-sided slaughter would begin.
The black-clothed man’s fist that tore apart the Poison Jiangshi’s steel-like skin was terrifying, but that woman’s cold energy freezing the space itself evoked a physiological repulsion.
Feeling the blood qi forcibly raised by the Blood Cult’s secret art cooling down cold, Bi Han threw his body into the darkness without looking back.
‘This makes no sense! The Poison Jiangshi is an immortal weapon! But it freezes so helplessly like that?’
The Poison Jiangshi’s bizarre tallic sound and the sound of ice cracking heard from behind made Bi Han’s spine chill.
“Huff, huff……!”
Breath was blocked by the cold energy perating deep into his lungs.
Bi Han scratched the blood-colored tattoo engraved on his chest strongly with his fingernails.
Blood Art, Blood Flow Rampage!
“Aaaargh!”
Along with pain, the forcibly boiled blood qi expanded the leg muscles grotesquely.
Bi Han was no longer a warrior of the Beast Palace.
He was just a monster who sold his kin to live and even sold off his humanity.
“Where are you trying to go?”
A low voice heard in his ear.
Bi Han’s eyes grew large as if they would pop out.
He clearly thought he had widened the distance by dozens of jang, but the grim reaper in black clothes was already crossing above his head.
Swoosh!
I rotated my body in the air and landed on the floor.
Due to the impact, the ground was dented deep and dust rose.
“Young Master! Master Maeng asked to leave his share for him!”
Wi Ji-yeong’s cheerful voice following from afar was heard.
Bi Han ground his teeth with a despairing expression.
“Kukuku- Although I will end here, the First Young Master will not leave you alone!”
A guy using Blood Arts ntions Hyeokryeon Geuk.
I thought it was strange.
If nothing else, Hyeokryeon Geuk wasn't a stupid enough guy to hold hands with the Blood Cult.
“Die!!!”
Bi Han stabbed his own heart as a last desperate struggle.
“What are you doing!”
Fresh blood spewing out from Bi Han’s chest beca thousands of blood-colored needles in the air and pounced on .
It was a forbidden technique sacrificing his own life force.
However, as my palm scanned the empty air, all the blood-colored needles corroded black and fell powerlessly to the floor.
It was Corpse Decay using the Poison Venerable's martial art, Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand.
“……Ah?”
Bi Han’s vision shook.
My hand, which had approached before he knew it, was grabbing the nape of his neck.
“You stabbed your heart, but you didn't die.”
Seeing this, it seems Bi Han’s body was also modified into a Jiangshi.
“Maeng Cheol will be pleased.”
If he revives even if killed and killed again.
Where else would there be a better target for revenge than this?
The red Extre Yang Qi rising from my fingers struck Bi Han’s brain hard.
Bi Han fainted showing the whites of his eyes without even being able to scream.
***
The fight with the Poison Palace ended.
“We won!!”
“We brought down the Poison Palace!”
“Waaaaah!”
The gloomy poison mist that dominated Namman froze by Seol Ye-rin’s Ice Art and fell to the floor, and the Beast Palace warriors' victory roars filled that place.
The Poison Palace’s poison n lost their master and scattered, and the poison n who resisted until the end beca blood cakes by Maeng Ho-seong’s fists.
“Young Master!”
Wi Ji-yeong ran toward as I appeared carrying the fainted Bi Han like luggage.
Behind Wi Ji-yeong, the Small Snow Squad mbers were approaching while putting away their respective weapons.
“You brought that guy alive, right? Master Maeng is looking for him with fire in his eyes right now.”
“Uh, he has a body that doesn't die even if his heart is pierced. We need to study how he's built.”
I threw Bi Han onto the floor with a thud.
Just in ti, Maeng Cheol, who was approaching accompanied by Maeng Ho-seong and Jang Il-jae, saw that sight and stopped his steps.
Maeng Cheol’s entire body was covered in the poison n’s blood.
“Isn't he poisoned?”
“He is fine, since I administered the antidote.”
The Divine Physician, Seong I-han, told him it was fine.
Since even the Divine Physician said it was fine, I handed Bi Han over to Maeng Cheol.
Maeng Cheol and Maeng Ho-seong’s eyes looking at Bi Han were sunk coldly more than ever.
“……Bi Han.”
Maeng Cheol’s thick fingers grabbed the nape of Bi Han’s neck.
Even in a fainted state, Bi Han trembled as if feeling instinctive fear.
Maeng Cheol bowed his head deeply toward .
“Young Master, thank you for capturing this traitor alive. According to the Beast Palace's law… I will make him pay the price for selling his kin's blood.”
I nodded silently.
Pain worse than death would be waiting for that traitor, but rcy was a luxury for a guy who made his kin into Jiangshis.
The inner hall of the Poison Palace.
Standing on the highest pavilion, I looked down at the view of the collapsed Poison Palace.
Next to , Seol Ye-rin wearing a veil stood breathing the night air together.
“You worked hard.”
“You too, Young Master. I really didn't know they would even mobilize a Jiangshi.”
The Poison Jiangshi was subdued by Seol Ye-rin.
I entrusted Mu-myeong with testing various Poison Venerable's martial arts on the Poison Jiangshi.
Mu-myeong was a bit flustered but answered he would try his best.
“By the way, what happened to the Poison Palace Lord?”
“Sect Leader Jang and Palace Lord Maeng cut his breath directly. They say he left so bizarre words right before dying. That he was rely the ‘beginning’.”
My brow narrowed.
The First Young Master Bi Han ntioned must be referring to Hyeokryeon Geuk.
The technology to make the Poison Jiangshi must be the Blood Cult's technology.
There are one or two things to investigate.
At that ti.
“Third Young Master.”
Seol Ye-rin called .
“Hm?”
“Since we solved the problem of the Poison Palace and Beast Palace, shall we travel to Namman in earnest?”
Ah, originally the purpose was travel.
“Shall we?”
If we asked the Beast Palace’s beast n and Miao People, there would probably be people who could guide us to various places in Namman, so that didn't seem bad either.
However,
-Keulkeul, I discovered an interesting letter in the Poison Palace Lord's room.
The Sword Venerable, who was searching the Poison Palace, returned.
‘By letter, you an…….’
-Bring the Poison Jiangshi to the Great Thunder Temple. That is what was written in the letter.
At the Demon Queen and Sword Venerable's report, my eyes flashed.
A letter soone sent to the Poison Palace Lord.
Even telling him to bring the Poison Jiangshi.
‘It's the Blood Cult.’
The Blood Cult must have been using the Poison Palace to throw Murim into chaos.
‘Great Thunder Temple… The Blood Cult in a Buddhist holy ground. The combination is very nasty.’
Just in ti, I had to see off Cheon Deung-jin to the Potala Palace too.
“Lady Seol. What do you think about going to the Great Thunder Temple after wandering around Namman a bit?”
“Great Thunder Temple?”
Seol Ye-rin’s eyes twinkled.
It was good to see various sceneries while coming to Namman.
“If it's near Young Mistress Cheon's hotown, I like it. I'm also curious about how the Young Master lived in the Potala Palace before coming back.”
At Seol Ye-rin’s answer, it seed like she wanted to visit the Potala Palace too, I nodded.
The next destination was decided.
***
At that ti, a distance of about one thousand jang away from the Poison Palace of the Southern Barbarians.
“Oh dear, I ca too late.”
The man in blood robes who had followed Seol Ye-rin's party from Yueyang Tower.
The Blood Cult's Seventh Blood Lord, wearing blood robes embroidered with Seven on the back, muttered looking at the Poison Palace where smoke was soaring.
“To think the Poison Palace would be defeated… Like this, the plan to kidnap the Ice Palace's Young Palace Head goes a bit awry…….”
Seol Ye-rin’s face was being projected on the Seventh Blood Lord’s retina.
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