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Chapter 293
Chapter 293. Returning Home in Plain Robes
“Y-you said they were the last words…….”
Yes, I had never said they were my last words.
“Senior Brother said people of the next world were all swindlers or liars, and he was right…….”
Well, it was not entirely wrong. But was that really something someone like you, who tried to kill a man for the crime of hearing some ridiculous nonsense, had the right to say?
Е n ŭ m̀ǎ
“You are like a rogue who knows nothing of honor…….”
But were you not badly wounded? When are you going to faint?
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I grew tired of listening to him whine, so I sent out a Finger Wind and put him to sleep.
Then, in preparation for any unforeseen situation, I approached him to examine his wound.
But the wound was shallower than I had expected.
‘What is this? I definitely felt it go in properly.’
Ӗ n um а̌.
When I lifted his clothing, I saw something glittering beneath his martial robe.
Cold Iron…… it was Cold Iron.
Cold Iron was not as hard as Black Iron, but it was light and possessed excellent cutting power, so martial artists favored it as a metal for weapons.
There were as many martial artists as grains of sand along a riverbank whose lifelong wish was to own a weapon containing Cold Iron.
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Yet Zhongnan had used it to make a Treasure Robe.
‘Damn it, and after all this they claim Zhongnan is in crisis?’
Ŵ ẽ b n о̀ vē ĺ Ẽnů m а
I almost felt a pang of conscience, thinking I was taking Zhongnan’s last remaining hope.
Deciding there was no longer any need to feel burdened, I pressed his Sleep Acupoint deeply again so the man would not wake, then rose to return to my junior disciples.
But then,
STOP─
How strange. Why was my body not moving?
Even when I forced myself to twist, my body would not move.
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I turned my head again, and the Cold Iron Treasure Robe peeking out from between the man’s wounds entered my eyes.
‘Are you telling me to take you with me?’
The Cold Iron Treasure Robe was desperately clutching at my ankle.
I firmly shook my head.
“No. You already have a master, do you not? I am no thief.”
Then the Cold Iron Treasure Robe violently shook its head as well.
Е̇n̈um̊а. ї d̂
It said that it had never once felt a sense of belonging in Zhongnan. It said that the place it belonged was not Zhongnan, but Taeul Sect.
“Whew…… Even so, I cannot steal. Ahem, I am a Daoist, after all.”
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Just as I was about to turn away coldly, the Cold Iron Treasure Robe burst into sorrowful tears.
Its crying was so loud that I worried the people of Zhongnan might come.
“Very well…… Perhaps this too is fate.”
I had no choice but to approach the man and strip off the Cold Iron Treasure Robe.
Е nǔ m̊ а̀
Yes, this truly could not be helped. Even if it was an object, it was trying to find its rightful Dao……. It truly could not be helped…….
Metal links, densely connected by tiny chains, wrapped around the entire torso.
Judging by the uniform color of the metal, the whole Treasure Robe seemed to have been made entirely of Cold Iron.
‘Damn it, how many mansions would this one thing buy?’
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With a heavy heart, I also searched the man’s bosom. Perhaps there might be another fated encounter.
But there was no glittering, precious fate, nor any fate like a Spiritual Pill.
W е bńо̇ vѐ l Ё n ūḿǎ
‘Hm?’
There was only a dark, shabby wooden fate.
I casually picked it up.
‘Dam Jung-ho.’
It was probably the man’s name.
Since the nameplate did not cry, I put it back into the man’s bosom and turned around.
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It was time to return to my junior disciples.
How many steps had I taken?
RUSTLE.
My ears perked at the sound behind me.
Had he already awakened even though I had pressed his Sleep Acupoint deeply?
I quickly shoved the Cold Iron Treasure Robe into my bosom by force and turned my head.
Е n̂ ü m а̄ . і̆_d
But then,
RUSTLE RUSTLE.
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There, some new man was searching Dam Jung-ho’s bosom.
“…….”
In that instant, gooseflesh rose all over me, and my heart dropped.
‘What is this bastard…… When did he arrive?’
Еn ũm á . іḋ
In this entire area where I had spread my Sensory Perception, not even a single ant had come near.
Yet what was that bastard?
That was no different from saying that he had entered my radius while ignoring my Sensory Perception.
“……Ah, damn. Is it not here either?”
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The mysterious man muttered as he searched Dam Jung-ho’s bosom.
He took the nameplate into his hand, tossed it up and caught it a few times, then turned his head toward me.
Еǹũṁ ӑ . і̊d
And when our eyes met, “There was not anything like a ring here, was there?”
He asked far too calmly.
When I said nothing, he obediently nodded and began muttering to himself.
“Well, if he had it, I would have felt it. ……Whew, another empty search. Tsk.”
Ease flowed from his entire body.
For a moment, I almost mistook this place for his own chamber.
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CRACK, CRACKLE.
Soon, he sharpened his nails.
His fingers, which had been as delicate as jade, stretched long, and black nails grew from them.
Then he tried to pierce Dam Jung-ho’s neck.
Damn it, if that one died here, things would become troublesome.
I hurriedly drew the Black Dragon Sword and sent out Sword Qi.
W̄е̂bn̄о vе l̀ Е̄ n̂um̄а̂
CLANG.
Sword Qi and fingernails had collided, so why did it sound like metal striking metal?
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That question quickly made me recall certain beings, and I soon understood.
‘The Demonic Cult…….’
A damned bastard had appeared.
“Hm?”
Êñum̈ а̇_.і̃ d
The bastard who had been struck by Sword Qi before he realized it opened his eyes wide and looked at me.
“Why are you doing that? Did I do something wrong?”
What the hell was this bastard saying?
I stirred the tip of my sword in front of him.
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“Get away from that man.”
The bastard looked back and forth between me and Dam Jung-ho, then tilted his head.
W̄е̌ b̂ n̆о̂ v е̄ l Е̄ ň ůmа
“Was he not your enemy? That is why you stole his things too. No?”
I did not steal them, you bastard! Speak properly!
It was an unavoidable fated connection.
I had a deep circumstance I could explain, but I did not bother answering.
My pride would not allow me to tell such a story to a Demonic Practitioner bastard.
I warned him again.
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“I told you to get away.”
Then the face of the bastard, who had worn an innocent expression, instantly transformed like that of an Evil Spirit.
It was not that his expression had turned fierce. He truly changed in an instant like a monster…….
“Do not command me! If you do not want to die!!!”
That startled me.
At that dreadful appearance, my heart sank for a moment. I had never seen anything like this even in my previous life.
Еǹuḿ а .ï d
As expected of a Demonic Cult bastard. What bizarre martial art had he learned this time?
As I frowned, the bastard raised his hand.
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“Ah! Sorry. I got a little excited. Since this is our first meeting, forget what just happened.”
How could I forget it? I was afraid he might appear in my dreams.
Soon, the bastard’s face returned to its original innocent form.
“They say you are the one who crippled Je Geum-hak, right? That is why I am letting you off once. That bastard was truly unpleasant.”
Ŵѐb̂_n̆ о̀ v̇ е l̆ Ѐn u m̂ а̀
Did he truly not know that he himself was also unpleasant?
I drew up Jade Purity Heavenly Image Power and wrapped it around the Black Dragon Sword.
“I told you to get away. This is the last time.”
At my hostile action, he tilted his head as though he truly could not understand.
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“You have the Five-Spirit Immortal Flower Oil too, so are you not already finished here? Besides, you are not on Zhongnan’s side, are you?”
At that moment, his words made my heart sink.
Е̊n̈ û m̈ӑ
How much did this bastard know?
Could another bastard besides him have entered this place?
Worry for my junior disciples surged over me like a tide.
“How…… do you know that?”
“Because I was watching. By the way, are you going to keep that lit? My stomach feels rather ill.”
The bastard pointed with his chin toward my Black Dragon Sword, which was dyed golden.
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Was he doing it deliberately? Or was he truly not in his right mind?
I disliked either possibility.
“Get away.”
“Haa…… Honestly, this is why I cannot understand Jianghu bastards. Fine.”
The bastard obediently stepped back.
Then he uttered words whose meaning I could not grasp.
Ẁ ĕ b n ov̌ӗľ Е̄ṅ ǔ m̌а́
“Why does Lord ‘Little Demon’ take an interest in someone like you? You do not seem like anything special.”
While the bastard spoke, I began measuring the situation in my head.
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Judging from the way he was hostile toward Je Geum-hak, he was likely in a competitive relationship with him at a similar level.
Otherwise, there would not even be any need for him to be hostile toward Je Geum-hak.
Therefore, if this man kept Je Geum-hak in check, that meant his martial prowess was also at a similar level to Je Geum-hak’s.
‘Of all the rotten luck.’
Е̃ṅům ӓ.і̇ď
Meeting this bastard in a situation like this was a problem, but the real problem was that I had never seen him in my previous life, so I had no way of knowing what kind of bastard he was.
It had taken such hellish effort to catch that bastard Je Geum-hak.
‘Perhaps…… my junior disciples should leave first.’
Had he read my thoughts?
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The bastard burst into a low laugh.
“Do you mean to fight me now? Haha! Je Geum-hak must have looked quite easy to you.”
Е n̊.ù m̌а
As though something was terribly funny, the bastard even pretended to hold back tears while carefully examining me.
Then he squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head.
“No! No! I promised not to cause trouble this time!”
After muttering to himself for a long while, he smiled brightly again.
What in the world was this mad bastard?
“There is something I am curious about. Can you answer me?”
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“No.”
“Why?”
Damn it, did that truly need to be said aloud?
“Je Geum-hak came back with his head crushed in. Teacher is fixing him, but he said Je Geum-hak was broken, and restoring him would be difficult.”
The bastard spun both hands around near his head as he informed me of Je Geum-hak’s injuries.
He even looked extremely excited.
Е́n̄u m а̇
“But when I listened to the Flying Demon Unit’s people, they said you crushed his head without even touching him. It was my first time hearing that there was such a thing among the Central Plains’ martial arts.”
Soon, the bastard’s eyes gleamed sharply for an instant.
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“How did you do it?”
His eyes contained truly pure curiosity.
That was why they were all the more dangerous.
“If you have no business here, leave.”
Ẅ еb ň о_v̌ ėl̇ Ènu̇ m.ȧ
“You will not answer?”
The bastard stared fixedly behind me, as though something was there.
“Will you answer if all your junior disciples die?”
“……Do you want to die?”
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I raised Killing Intent to the fullest and shot it at him. But the bastard stared at my face as though entirely unaffected.
Then he suddenly burst into laughter.
Е n ũm á
“Hahah! This is interesting. As expected, Lord ‘Little Demon’ has reason to be interested in you.”
The son of a bitch nodded obediently.
“Well, what does it matter how you crushed his head? The result is what matters. In any case, it was nice meeting you. Let us meet again next time. Without fail.”
The bastard vanished in an instant without a trace, just as he had appeared.
That damned bastard. What did he mean, meet again?
My regret was that I had not ordinarily carried salt with me. From now on, I would make sure to carry salt.
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“Haa.”
After the son of a bitch disappeared, my legs somehow gave out, and I sat down on the floor.
‘His eyes were truly those of a madman.’
My head was so tangled that it felt as though it might burst.
Starting with how he had slipped through my Sensory Perception, to what he had been searching for.
And even to the question of just how many Demonic Cult bastards had spread through the Central Plains.
W е̄ b nõv е̊ĺ Еnûm̂а̊
Among them, the greatest problem lay in what he had said.
[Why does Lord ‘Little Demon’ take an interest in someone like you? You do not seem like anything special.]
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Since I had a rough idea of whom ‘Little Demon’ referred to, I felt dizzy.
I had already guessed to some degree because of what happened with Je Geum-hak last time, but this made it certain.
‘A bastard among bastards is currently interested in me.’
Moreover, he was spreading his interest around him like an innocent young maiden fallen into first love.
Ӗ n um̄ а̀ . id
Otherwise, how could every Demonic Practitioner bastard I had met recently know about me?
‘A Demonic Practitioner with a maiden’s heart…….’
Just imagining it was dreadful.
I had heard that even the unwanted attention of the opposite sex was terribly burdensome, but it could not compare to the attention of a hateful member of the same sex.
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Moreover, in my previous life, that son of a bitch had killed me and even laid the Demon God’s curse upon me.
“……But when did I meet him in this life?”
Е̂ n u_m a. i̊ ḋ
No matter how much I searched through my memories, the only points of contact I could recall with him were several scenes from my previous life.
The memory of him sweeping through the Murim Alliance’s troops like a storm during the Great Righteous-Demonic War.
The memory of him flicking the masters of the Orthodox Path with a single finger and making blood pour from their seven orifices.
The memory of him walking as if on a stroll while creating a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.
And, finally, the memory of him killing me.
‘Looking back, he truly was a dreadful bastard.’
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I searched through every memory so horrific that I wondered whether he was even human, but I was certain I had no memory of meeting him in this life.
“What in the world is going on?”
For now, I dusted myself off and stood.
This was not a good time to continue thinking.
First, I examined Dam Jung-ho.
I was worried that the mad bastard might have poisoned him in the meantime.
Е̌ ň ů m а
“Ugh…….”
Perhaps because some time had passed, he seemed about to wake, so I pressed his Sleep Acupoint again and put him into a deep sleep.
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For some reason, thinking that I had saved this man’s life made it seem as though the Cold Iron Treasure Robe could also leave Zhongnan with a slightly easier heart.
The madman from earlier would not return to kill Dam Jung-ho again while I was gone, would he?
But even if he did, what could I do? I could only earnestly hope that he would not.
I returned to the cave where the Five-Spirit Immortal Flower Oil had appeared.
Ěň ü m̆ ă .і̀ d
When I cleared away the stones and earth at the entrance I had collapsed and went inside, swords were flying before my eyes.
“Die……! Eldest Senior Brother!”
“Haa, haa! You startled me.”
My junior disciples, who had been about to attack at once because they thought I was an intruder, each sighed in relief while clutching their chests.
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“Did you collect all the Five-Spirit Immortal Flower Oil?”
“……Ah, yes. We just finished receiving it.”
W е̊ b̄nӧv̂ ê l Ё nům.ӑ
“Are you all right, Senior Brother? Did you meet someone dangerous?”
“…….”
Should I tell them about the Demonic Cult bastard I had just met?
And about that bastard Gwak Gung, who had apparently taken an interest in me?
I soon shook my head.
Even if I told them, they would not easily believe it. And if they did believe it, that would be a problem in its own way.
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If one kept thinking about an enemy too vast to reach, one’s own achievements would feel far too insignificant.
The greatest obstacle to martial arts training was ‘impatience.’
“Nothing happened. I am on my way back after putting a Northern Dipper Swordsman to sleep.”
That much was enough.
My junior disciples would grow stronger.
They simply had to climb their own steps one by one.
Ẽnüm а̂ . і d̂
“…….”
“…….”
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While I was thinking that,
I raised my head to check the Five-Spirit Immortal Flower Oil, and the children’s eyes had somehow become rather disrespectful.
What was with these brats now?
“……Come on, Eldest Senior Brother, really…… Haa…… hahah!”
Е̊ n ùm̃ а́
Starting with Geum-pyo, Eun-ho also began laughing loudly.
Sa-ryeon also relaxed her stiff expression and let out a small laugh.
What was this atmosphere?
“Senior Brother, a Northern Dipper Swordsman?!”
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“He says it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman, a Northern Dipper Swordsman. Hahaha.”
They…… did not believe me?
W̄ е b́ǹо̌v е̊_l̄ Е̄n̄ úm а
When I furrowed my brow, Geum-pyo stepped forward and sternly stopped Eun-ho and Sa-ryeon, who were sneering at me.
“Eun-ho, stop it.”
Yes, at least I could trust you, Geum-pyo……
“Eldest Senior Brother says it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman. Then it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman.”
“Hahah! That is right. If he says it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman, then it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman. But…… a Noooorthern Dipper Swordsman? A Noooorthern Dipper Swordsman?”
At that moment, Dong-ryong trotted over and tugged at my robe.
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“Eldest Senior Brother, I believe you. I am sure it was a Northern Dipper Swordsman.”
Well, well, these brats…… It seemed they were very hungry for training.
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