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Chapter 115
Chapter 115. Black Path Night March (5)
“What kind of bullshit is that supposed to be?”
Daoist Master Myeonghyeon said that, forgetting that this place was the Elder Hall.
“......”
There were twenty-eight Elders attending the Regular Legislative Meeting alone.
Ëňu ḿă
Considering that this meeting, which far exceeded the quorum, had eleven Alliance Laws that needed to be passed, four budget proposals to review, and two next-year Great Plans, it would have been normal for them not to spare a glance for any other report. But at the urgent report that had arrived, Daoist Master Myeonghyeon could not help cursing without realizing it.
“So...... Jin So-un is moving together with Black Path people?”
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“......Yes, that is correct.”
At the attitude of the Alliance member, who spoke as if he had committed a crime himself, Daoist Master Myeonghyeon reacted as if it were trivial.
“Then we can simply fail him. You may leave now. Do you know what sort of meeting this is?”
Even though he had given an order to dismiss him like that, the Alliance member remained restless.
Ěn ú mӓ
“That is...... not as easy as it sounds.”
“Hoh. Do you not know how important the Regular Legislative Meeting is, yet you continue speaking?”
“Ahem......”
The Alliance member was anxious, as if his own neck were on the line in this matter.
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In the meantime, Murong Cheong spoke.
“Let us hear him out first, Daoist Master Myeonghyeon.”
Ѐn ŭṁ а́
“It is nothing important. No matter how important the Murim Regular Exam may be, could it compare to the Legislative Meeting?”
“There must be a reason he interrupted this important meeting.”
After Murong Cheong said that, and Daoist Master Myeonghyeon gave his displeased permission, the Alliance member spoke carefully.
“Jin So-un’s party is heading toward the Academy, but large numbers from the Demonic Path Sect, the Black Serpent Gang, and Four Emperors Peak are surrounding them, so the other examinees cannot approach.”
“Leaving Four Emperors Peak aside, why are the Demonic Path Sect and the Black Serpent Gang involved? No, in the first place, they dared to interfere in an event of the Murim Alliance?”
“That is, according to them, they are not protecting Jin So-un’s party.”
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“......”
Daoist Master Myeonghyeon furrowed his brow deeply, unable to understand what was happening in the current situation.
“They say they are holding a nonviolent protest to honor the warriors who unjustly died on the Demon Spirit Plateau.”
“A n-nonviolent protest?”
A group from the Black Path was not merely protesting, but holding a nonviolent protest?
What kind of bullshit was this now?
Ĕ n.û m̀ а . і d̂
“Yes. So all of them have disarmed, put on black martial arts uniforms, and are carrying a large funeral bier southward.”
“No, it is not as if someone pushed them from behind and forced them to enter the Demon Spirit Plateau. Who are they protesting against?”
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“That is...... They claim that because the Murim Alliance, which is responsible for the peace of Jianghu, did not move in time, the damage grew greater......”
Not only Daoist Master Myeonghyeon, but most of those in the Elder Hall felt as if they were choking with sheer disbelief.
In the first place, had the Black Path groups not been the Murim Alliance’s chief enemy ever since the Demonic Cult disappeared?
“A-Anyway, what about Jin So-un’s party?”
Е̊ nu m̊à . і ḋ
“They are moving together at the very center of the group, so the examinees cannot approach them.”
“......”
“They are said to have already crossed Henan Province and entered Hubei Province. The examiners are struggling to decide how this incident should be handled.”
“How should it be handled? Of course he should fail!”
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“I think differently.”
Daoist Master Myeonghyeon’s head snapped around.
Ѐn úm̀å_. iḋ
It was Murong Cheong, who had interrupted the meeting earlier.
“Did he ask the Black Path group for help?”
“Four Emperors Peak’s side says this has absolutely nothing to do with Jin So-un’s party......”
“Then did he pay money and hire the Black Path people?”
“Four Emperors Peak says this is purely an event of the Black Path Murim.”
“Then...... there is no problem at all. Is it not simply that Jin So-un’s party happened to be there by coincidence?”
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At Murong Cheong’s words, Daoist Master Myeonghyeon’s expression turned incredulous.
“Are you in your right mind right now?”
“What is the problem? Did the child named Jin So-un break any rules?”
“You call that an argument right now......”
“By the way, if Four Emperors Peak, the Demonic Path Sect, and the Black Serpent Gang have moved, how are the other Black Path sects moving?”
“People are gradually gathering.”
Е̃ňŭm̌а. і d̊
“This will become quite a major affair.”
Murong Cheong rose from his seat.
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“Let us cancel this Regular Meeting. It seems something has come up that we must handle immediately.”
With those words, ten people, led by Murong Cheong, left the Elder Hall, leaving only the people belonging to the Righteous Path Association and the representatives of the One Hundred Eight Peaks inside.
The funeral bier procession that had begun at the Dabie Mountains with eight hundred people had swollen to three times that number by the time it crossed Mount Longzhong and entered Yicheng.
Not only the sects that had moved after receiving nameplates, but also those who had been directly or indirectly involved in the Demon Spirit Plateau incident, those who usually held hostility toward the Murim Alliance, half-baked fools who had come chasing after them to make their own names widely known at this chance, and even those following along to do business through the movement of thousands of people had been added. This was no longer a memorial procession, but no different from utter chaos.
Ẁ еb ň öv е̊ l̇ E̊ n ǔ m̆á
“Hey! You there! Are you any good?! Do you know who I am?”
“Delicious Bamboo-Leaf Clear Wine! Bamboo-Leaf Clear Wine for sale!”
“You bastards! Do you not know that only black clothes are allowed in this procession? Where do you think you are showing up to a funeral procession wearing yellow? This bastard has a thoroughly yellow future ahead of him, does he not?”
That was not all.
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The examinees who had originally aimed for me and had now become dogs staring up at me after I climbed onto the roof were growing increasingly sickened and anxious at the swelling number of Black Path people.
“No, I am telling you I will just pass through for a moment! One of the bastards inside has our item. He really is a thief, a thief!”
Е ň ǔ m̊a . ї d́
“If you want to catch a thief, go to the government office. You cannot pass!”
“No, goddammit! Why is some Black Path trash talking about a government office?!”
“You bastard? If we were not in the middle of a nonviolent protest, we would have cut your head off in one blow!”
“In the first place, does a nonviolent protest even make sense for Black Path bastards?!”
Like that, large and small quarrels continued, and several times they nearly turned into major fights. But each time, the supreme experts of the Black Path Murim blocked their path, so they did not spread into larger battles.
In the first place, martial artists were people for whom the absence of weapons did not establish ‘nonviolence.’
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Moreover, there was no one in the Black Path Murim without some vile scheme, so neither the examinees of the Regular Exam nor the warriors moving with them could rashly act as they pleased.
“Those ignorant bastards truly are coming on their own feet.”
Beside me, the Four Emperors Peak Lord could not hide the smile spread across his face.
A stage had been created where the Black Path Alliance, his greatest long-cherished wish, could be made into public discourse.
Through this incident, Four Emperors Peak, the Demonic Path Sect, and the Black Serpent Gang had gained the justification to become the center of the Black Path Alliance, and they had also gained the opportunity to lead the Black Path Alliance in the future. For him, there was no way he would not be satisfied.
“Is this not all because they heard of your usual magnanimity, Four Emperors Peak Lord, and followed you?”
Ѐ ň ū mа̄ . i̇.d
I mixed in a suitable amount of flattery and desperately hoped that this great leader of the Black Path would not take offense halfway through and throw us to those wolf-like Orthodox Path groups.
“No, no. This is all thanks to the Black Flame Dragon.”
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“No! Peak Lord, if you say such things, people will misunderstand.”
Was this man already determined to ruin the bright future of a Rising Star of the Orthodox Path?
“Yes, yes. I will keep it a secret until you enter the Murim Alliance, rise to a high position, and hand the entire Murim Alliance over to us.”
“......”
Е̄ ǹ ùm a.і́d
What was this insane great leader of the Black Path saying?
“I knew it from the moment you spoke of the Black Path Alliance’s hundred-year Great Plan. A place where people are judged only by ability, regardless of status. In the end, what you wish to build is something like paradise on earth for the Murim, is it not? I have understood well how great the Taeul Sect’s sorrow must have been, oppressed by the Murim and Jianghu all this time.”
This man was saying more and more dangerous things.
“Excuse me. Please stop at a reasonable point. Do you know how many misunderstandings I have suffered until now because of the epithet you gave me, Peak Lord?”
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“Kahahahaha.”
After laughing heartily for quite some time, Cha Seok-du abruptly erased the laughter and spoke.
Е̌ n ũ m а̊
“It will become worse from now on.”
“Pardon?”
“What I just said. There will be people who say such things with their own mouths.”
“......”
I knew.
The place where the story Cha Seok-du had told would begin first in the near future would surely not be the Black Path Murim, but the Orthodox Path Murim.
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And within the Murim Alliance at that.
To the politicians of the Murim Alliance, whose experience had been thoroughly built through slander, schemes, and false accusations, someone like me would be nothing more than a delicious, appetizing prey.
“So it would be best for you to steel yourself firmly. In the worst case, you may even be branded a spy of the Black Path Alliance.”
“......”
This was my second meeting with Cha Seok-du.
Both times, we had met in ways I had not intended and he had not wanted.
Ёnu m̌а .і̂d
Even so, the advice he had given me was on a completely different level from the figures of the Murim Alliance I had met countless times in my previous life.
Even without saying it, I could tell well enough that he was worried about me, beyond ideology and belief.
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“I will keep it in mind.”
“Yes. If you are ever branded a spy, do not mind it and devote yourself to the Black Path Alliance. I will leave a good position open for you and your sect.”
“......”
“Ah, right. If the Black Path Alliance is founded, I will put you on the invitation list for the founding celebration, so at that time, I may even see you as the representative of the Murim Alliance.”
W̄е b́n̄ о v̊ѐ ľ E̊ ňu̇m̀ а́
I take back the part about him being worried.
As expected of a great leader of the Black Path, this man was full of nothing but black-hearted intentions to corrupt a Rising Star of the Orthodox Path by any means possible.
Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
As bells rang, men in black martial arts uniforms walked slowly.
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At their center was a massive funeral bier symbolizing that several coffins were inside, and behind it, people in black martial arts uniforms continued endlessly.
“Just whose funeral is it, for it to be this grand?”
Wе̊b_n̈о̃v е l̈ Eṅ u̇ m̂ a
“They say it is to honor the people who died after entering somewhere called the Demon Spirit Plateau.”
“Did they not say the people who died there were all Black Path bastards who did bad things?”
The people were interested in this unusual procession passing before their eyes, but they also could not hide their surprise that most of them were Black Path members.
To them, the archetype of a Black Path person was ultimately no different from a mountain bandit or a pirate, thieves who had learned nothing and did nothing but plunder.
But because the procession kept proper form, matched their clothing, and moved solemnly, the people could not imagine them as thieves.
The procession that began at the Dabie Mountains passed through Yicheng and Tianmen and reached Wuhan.
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When the end of this massive procession reached the Murim Academy, the people in black martial arts uniforms began to slowly encircle the entrance of the Murim Academy.
On the final day of the Regular Exam, the examiners waiting at the Academy entrance to greet the final successful candidates could not hide their bewilderment at the sudden visit from the Black Path group.
“In the end, we made it all the way here.”
“......”
“......”
Not only the party, but even the Gold-Silver-Copper Brothers could not continue speaking, perhaps because they were deeply moved.
Wе b̊n о̊ vе̂ ľ _Ěn̈ umа̇
Thinking back, it seemed they had not said much throughout the entire journey from the Dabie Mountains to the Academy.
“......Haa, I wonder what Grandfather will say.”
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“Will they even let us in in the first place?”
“Rather than being humiliated at the entrance like this, I think it would be better to simply return to the clan.”
Around us, the examinees and warriors of the Nine Sects and One Gang who had followed the procession were watching us with eyes full of disdain.
Amid the various dissatisfied words spilling out, Seong Mo-ran stepped forward.
W̊е̃ b n̆ о̀_v̊.е̄ l_ Е́ num̃ а́
“They say it is better to take the beating first.”
Seong Mo-ran dropped the Entry Tokens she had obtained before the examiner in a clatter.
After arranging the Entry Tokens this way and that, the examiner spoke.
“Seong Mo-ran of the Iron Sword Sect, passed!”
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“Ooh!”
“Waaah!”
Е́ń u ṁ ӓ.і̇ d̃
While the warriors of the Iron Sword Sect shouted three cheers at the same time, the Gold-Silver-Copper Brothers simultaneously held out their Entry Tokens to the examiner.
“Geum-pyo of the Taeul Sect, passed!”
“Eun-ho of the Taeul Sect, passed!”
“Dong-ryong of the Taeul Sect, passed!”
The three brothers, overwhelmed with emotion, began to cry as they embraced one another. In the meantime, Namgung Seon-hwa received her notice of passing.
Now it was the moment when only Murong Jae-hwa and I had to enter.
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“Brother, I will always support you.”
“......Hm?”
Murong Jae-hwa was preparing to return with his clan’s warriors.
“It is regrettable that I cannot attend the Academy together with you, Brother, but thanks to the journey with you, I realized the path I must take.”
Murong Jae-hwa showed his bow and smiled proudly, while Baek Won-gak clutched at his head as if worried.
“Will you be all right?”
Еňùm a . ĩd
“What do you mean?”
“Will your grandfather forgive you for taking up a bow?”
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“......Ahem, that is why, actually, rather than returning straight to the clan, I was thinking of wandering a bit......”
“To go wandering at a young age when every moment is precious. You really are carefree, too. Do not do that. Enter the Academy with me.”
“Pardon? No. What do you......”
I threw him the Entry Token I had received from Jegal So-myeong from within my robes.
W̄е̊ b́ n ŏ v ě l Ӗn ûḿа̊
Murong Jae-hwa, who had first looked at the Entry Token with a puzzled expression, opened his eyes wide.
“B-Brother, this is......”
“Even without a Third Trial Token, you can pass with that, can you not?”
“Ah...... Ah......”
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Murong Jae-hwa was so flustered he did not seem to know how to react.
That was understandable, because the Entry Token he was holding was practically a precious treasure that one could not obtain even with money.
Е̂n u m ӑ..і d̄
“......”
Baek Won-gak, who had been watching Murong Jae-hwa with frustration as he remained unable to do anything despite my willingly handing it over, immediately spoke.
“Young Master Jin, thank you for granting such grace.”
“N-No, Captain Baek. To simply say that when this is so great......”
“Young Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that Young Master Jin has given you. Will you let this opportunity slip away as it is?”
At Baek Won-gak’s earnest expression, Murong Jae-hwa, who had been wavering, firmly shut his mouth.
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“Understood. Captain, Brother, I, Jae-hwa of the Murong Clan, declare here and now that I will surely establish my own school with the bow.”
“......No, Young Master, to decide your own future so hastily......”
Worried that the Murong Clan line might end like this, even I tried to stop him.
“Yes, you can decide that slowly after entering......”
“No. Brother has illuminated the path for me and even shown me the road. How could I betray that? Without fail! Without fail! I will become a person who makes his name known through the Archery Way.”
After saying that, Murong Jae-hwa handed the Entry Token to the examiner.
Е̂n̄ u mä
“Murong Jae-hwa of the Murong Clan, passed!”
And then it was my turn.
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“You have all worked hard until now.”
I gave one bow to the warriors who had been with us all this time, and they also returned a clasped hands greeting as they answered.
“We hope good fortune in battle follows your path, Young Master Jin.”
I turned the bundle upside down in front of the examiner.
Е̌ n̄umа̇. id
Clatter, clatter, clatter.
As Trial Tokens poured down in front of the small bundle, the eyes of the disciples of the Nine Sects and One Gang watching from nearby were shining brightly.
Two examiners began counting the number of Trial Tokens, compared them against the names on the list, and then called out the name.
“Jin So-un of the Taeul Sect...... failed!”
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