Chapter 404: Chapter 404

“By the way, are you really okay?”

Jang Sam-tae asked with an anxious expression toward Dan Woo-hyun who was walking the road. In this Sichuan battle, he revealed his divine power in front of that many people.

Behavior hard to even think of normally.

Since Dan Woo-hyun never tried to reveal his strength, from Jang Sam-tae’s standpoint, that part was somewhat puzzling.

Dan Woo-hyun, who was walking toward the place called Mount Dok, shined a smile with an expression as if he worried about all sorts of things. He did not seem to care about his behavior in the slightest.

“Do not worry. Sometimes this kind of thing is also fine.”

“Hasn’t what you did until now become completely in vain?”

Many things he tried to hide.

Dan Woo-hyun was also a person who did not try to reveal that he was of the Hunan Dan Family.

However, due to this matter, even more martial artists would speak of that name, and that rumor would spread and spread, descending fully all over the Central Plains.

Did he really wish for such a thing?

Jang Sam-tae wore a peculiar expression.

“You try to look inside that fellow’s head.”

At that moment, Mu Cheon-pung frowned with a dissatisfied expression from behind.

It was a matter a strong person like Dan Woo-hyun moved and did directly.

Since he did not seem to be a person who would move simply without thoughts, surely there must be some reason, and it would be within a range that did not bring damage to himself.

Even if Jang Sam-tae, who was no different from an ordinary person, tried to grasp and understand it, it did not help in the slightest.

“Then is it not allowed?”

“Since knowing does not help, he probably does not let you know. What kind of help is it even if you know, you fellow?”

“…This Jang Sam-tae! I think I am of help to the Manor Lord more than anyone in the Hunan Dan Family!”

Jang Sam-tae puffed out his chest proudly.

Although he soon bent his body with a pained look since the suffered wounds still throbbed, he thought the fact that he was of help to Dan Woo-hyun, and more than anyone within the Hunan Dan Family, was unmistakable.

However, Mu Cheon-pung wore a dumbfounded expression.

During the time he was in the Hunan Dan Family, Mu Cheon-pung had seen Jang Sam-tae.

Sometimes he thrusts in without fear, and sometimes he opens his mouth without thoughts.

Thus, he caused many nuisances.

“Aren’t you the guy who causes the most nuisances?”

“Th… There is no way! Isn’t that so, Manor Lord?!”

“Quiet.”

Dan Woo-hyun frowned as if even the voices heard snugly were annoying now. Why did they chatter and raise a fuss instead of going to Mount Dok even a moment faster?

Especially putting Mu Cheon-pung and Jang Sam-tae together made it feel even more so.

‘I chose the wrong person to bring.’

Dan Woo-hyun blamed his own foolishness.

Thinking that he would never call Jang Sam-tae and Mu Cheon-pung together again, he nodded his head despite himself.

“Now, it is that place. That place is precisely Mount Dok.”

Jang Sam-tae pointed to one place.

As he turned his gaze and looked, there was unmistakably a mountain. Although it looked small in outward appearance, its range was quite long, connecting even to Qingcheng.

“Not all of it, but from that range over there to that end. Since it has been long, I do not know if they are still over there, though…”

Jang Sam-tae looked at Mount Dok while recalling the past.

When he went to the threshold of death while chased by the Sichuan Tang Family people, had it not been for his master’s extraordinary cunning brain, he would not have even been standing in this place now.

“Except for a minority, the Sichuan Tang Family headed to Hubei. There seems to be no major problem in entering.”

The thing that bothered him most was a clash with the Sichuan Tang Family.

Since he could not even expect Dan Woo-hyun to step forward even if such a situation broke out, it might become a situation where Jang Sam-tae had to face all of those people alone.

He wanted to avoid that alone, but since they said they moved toward Hubei at this very time, it was also an opportunity to search Mount Dok at ease.

“Then let us go.”

Dan Woo-hyun moved toward Mount Dok.

Although it was still quite a far distance, the footsteps going there felt somewhat lighter than ever.

* * *

“Is it this?”

“Yes.”

A place he did not know where it was.

It was a place so high as if it would touch the sky, and the thick mist cast in all directions also felt like stepping on clouds.

There were eight sages in that place.

Their appearances and statures differed respectively, but in the sage energy felt merely by looking, it seemed there was no one, whoever they were, who would not bow their head before them.

Among those eight, the one looking youngest was none other than Nam Ju-ryeon.

She, who was also the only woman, stared at a booklet laid in front of her eyes.

What Ryu Hwa-gun brought.

Extending her hand, she touched the book.

“Martial God Cultivation Classic…”

“As you know, the Martial God Cultivation Classics spread in the Central Plains have contents that differ without exception. Only regarding martial arts, though the basic things are the same.”

“That is so.”

Nam Ju-ryeon gritted her teeth.

The Martial God Cultivation Classic Cheon Mu-je made.

If there was someone who learned this, whoever they were, they would become an expert who could not be looked down on easily. Even if that was the incomplete Thousand Days Creation Art.

That was how much the Martial God’s martial arts had reached the heavens.

“This scripture seems to have been made extremely recently. The contents have also changed a lot.”

Flutter, flutter-

Tae Gong-jin picked up the Martial God Cultivation Classic Nam Ju-ryeon was touching, and flipped through it page by page. Although the relationship between the Blood Demon and the Martial God in the front was intact, the contents regarding the martial arts in the back were clearly different.

“It feels as if combining the Blood Demon Divine Art and the Thousand Days Creation Art.”

Tae Gong-jin said while reading it.

The Blood Demon’s original ultimate technique, the Blood Demon Divine Art, which once conquered the Central Plains.

The Thousand Days Creation Art of the Martial God, who threw the entire Central Plains into terror, whom no one could win against, and who had risen to a realm no one reached.

The contents of this scripture looked as if combining the two.

“You saw well. Cheon Mu-je has been supplementing the weak points of those who learned the Martial God Cultivation Classic until now, and trying to weave two martial arts together to create one martial art. I think this is a test piece of it.”

“If this is completed…?”

Thoughts she did not want to imagine lingered in Nam Ju-ryeon’s head.

Even the Thousand Days Creation Art the Martial God learned, no one could face it, but if they mixed the Blood Demon’s martial arts into it, this was no different from creating the number one martial art of all time.

It had to be viewed as a crisis of the Eight Sages, let alone the Central Plains.

“However, it seems it is not yet at the completion stage.”

Tae Gong-jin laid down the book and shook his head.

Had it been perfect, he would have never spread it.

Since there was something to supplement, it was discovered in this Central Plains. Cheon Mu-je was not a fool who conducted tests using his own body.

It was also the reason why countless Martial God Cultivation Classics were spread in this Central Plains.

“I think we must interpret this scripture perfectly.”

At Ryu Hwa-gun’s words, they all frowned.

It was a martial art Cheon Mu-je of all people tried to create. This formed an extreme opposite with the energy the Eight Sages possessed, and its contents were also complex and difficult.

If there was someone who could interpret this, it would only be possible if they had risen to a level equal to or higher than Cheon Mu-je.

Only one person came to the minds of the Eight Sages.

That was why they let out groans respectively.

“What will change even if we interpret it?”

Nam Ju-ryeon shook her head.

Did they intend to even learn it by interpreting it? Or to find a way to break it?

Since as long as it was not a perfect scripture, it could change as much as they wanted, interpreting it held no meaning.

“Sigh- that is also true. Shall we consider it a relief just that we collected it for now?”

Ryu Hwa-gun shined an awkward smile and recovered the Martial God Cultivation Classic. As Nam Ju-ryeon said, they could not learn it even if they interpreted it, and even if they found a way to break it, the completed version could be different.

“I spoke useless words in my haste.”

“No. By the way, where did you obtain that?”

Tae Gong-jin asked toward Ryu Hwa-gun who let out a sigh.

Since Cheon Mu-je would have never hidden such an item carelessly, finding it must also not have been easy. Yet Ryu Hwa-gun obtained it as if it was only natural, raising doubts.

Everyone’s gazes turned toward Ryu Hwa-gun.

“I found it in Sichuan. A certain tiny sect was hiding it tightly.”

“An item like this?”

“Yes. Though it has collapsed now for some reason.”

In the world, lucky people are bound to exist.

He did not know where the sect leader of that sect obtained it, but surely he must have gained a tremendous opportunity. It seemed that while trying to interpret this, they suffered an attack by unidentified people and collapsed.

“It is regrettable. Had I known only the location, I could have investigated a bit more…”

“Hmm… Is that so?”

Hearing the story, Tae Gong-jin thought of other things for a moment and cast his eyes sideways. Whether he considered that he heard an interesting story or there was another reason, his eyes shined for a brief moment.

However, there were none who saw it.

“Then since I have another place to visit, I shall move first.”

They all nodded their heads.

He did not know where Ryu Hwa-gun went, but these were also people who had work. As Cheon Mu-je’s movement was revealed in earnest, they also knew it was not the time to be resting even for a moment.

“I will pursue the fox’s trace. Please be careful…”

Before long, even Nam Ju-ryeon who was in the place vanished along with clouds. Watching them disappear from that spot one by one, Tae Gong-jin also turned his back.

And then, taking a step, he looked at someone.

“Just a moment, I have something to ask…”

As he spoke while walking slowly, a person stopped his steps abruptly. It was Ryu Hwa-gun who tried to leave, and he looked at Tae Gong-jin with a peculiar expression.

“What is the matter?”

“How about we talk while going first?”

“It is also my first time seeing you act like this.”

Ryu Hwa-gun shined a smile and nodded. Since Tae Gong-jin, who had always been only stiff, approached first, nothing was as amazing as that.

The two moved while walking slowly.

Before they knew it, only they remained in the surroundings. Whether they went to find another scripture in a hurry or went to pursue the fox, the traces of other Eight Sages were not seen.

“Where do you intend to go?”

“Were you curious about that? It is Tibet.”

“Tibet…?”

“Yes, an ominous star rises in that place. It was similar to the sect where this scripture was. Thus, I intend to check.”

“If it is Tibet… is it the Potala Palace…?”

Tae Gong-jin muttered, stroking his chin.

The Potala Palace was a very old, prestigious sect in Tibet. It was a place called the Shaolin of Tibet, and some people called that place precisely the main headquarters of all martial arts.

An ominous star in such a place?

Wondering what was that amusing, Tae Gong-jin let out a smirk.

Before long.

Stab!

“Keuh!”

Simultaneously with extending his hand suddenly, he pierced Ryu Hwa-gun’s chest.

That single move was extremely fast and precise, and Ryu Hwa-gun, who was off guard, could not bring himself to make any coping at all.

“H… How… Keuh…!”

“Ah- noisy.”

Tae Gong-jin shined a smile and withdrew his hand. Bright red blood was thickly smeared on the palm that was pulled out with a shrick. Shaking it once into the empty air, he wiped blood on Ryu Hwa-gun’s body once again and put his hand in his chest.

And then, he recovered the Martial God Cultivation Classic he had put in his chest pocket just earlier.

“You suffered hard to find the scripture. I never thought you would bring such a thing. I came with the hope that you would find that fox bitch’s location, though.”

“Y… You fellow…”

Ryu Hwa-gun’s eyes, opened wide in surprise, trembled violently. Tae Gong-jin’s face changed in an instant, and before long, Cheon Mu-gwang’s face was revealed.

The surprise was unspeakable.

It was a state where the enemy entered deep into their main base.

“Cheon Mu-je’s scripture… So you were making this kind of thing?”

Flutter, flutter, he flipped through the pages once again.

That behavior was a feeling as if he did not even care about the fact that the one facing death was right before his nose.

The moment Ryu Hwa-gun squeezed his strength to resolve on his final escape.

Crush!

His head shattered into pieces.

“Foolish guy… There’s no way I would let you go.”

Smirking, Cheon Mu-gwang put away the book.

Looking down at Ryu Hwa-gun’s miserably dead corpse, soon, like a person who lost interest, he turned his gaze toward the west.

“The Potala Palace, you say?”

Something is in that place.

It was none other than the words Ryu Hwa-gun spat out.

It was also an opportunity to investigate what kind of thing Cheon Mu-je was committing.

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