Chapter 510: Side Story 10

Chapter side_10

Dan Woo-hyun, Sa Do-hak, and Namgung Cheon, who arrived at the village, naturally cast their gazes on the bustling marketplace scene. Many people whispered and buzzed, which was a feeling as if some major incident had broken out.

“That guy Sam-tae must have caused trouble again.”

Sa Do-hak nodded his head as if that was natural and spoke. Since making an incident this large was Jang Sam-tae’s specialty, he would have been entangled or swept up in some work.

Seeing that Dan Woo-hyun and Namgung Cheon did not even deny it, those two also seemed to have the same thought.

“But just what work did he pull for it to be this noisy…”

“Well… but it looks certain that something interesting has broken out.”

Dan Woo-hyun smiled, capturing the sounds coming from here and there in his ears.

Saying this and that about the Gongcheon Sect, whether they are chasing someone or not.

It seemed not only Jang Sam-tae was being chased but another person was also being chased, which, hearing that alone, did not seem like a work pulled by Jang Sam-tae alone.

“Do you know the place called the Gongcheon Sect?”

“Ah… I have heard of it.”

“Come to think of it, I have also heard of it. Surely it seemed Zhuge Un said something…”

Sa Do-hak and Namgung Cheon swallowed groans with a groan.

The memory was on the verge of coming back.

Because it was originally a sect that did not even have a name, they did not particularly care, and since they deemed that the Heavenly Dao Society would soon become the center of the orthodox path anyway, there was no need to keep other people’s names in their memory.

Also, they had already stepped one foot out of the Central Plains’ martial world as well.

“It must have been one of the five sects of the place currently called the Orthodox Coalition.”

“Orthodox Coalition?”

Namgung Cheon nodded his head.

Although it was true that the orthodox sects united their strength as one to drive out the Blood Heaven, right after all those works ended, there were those who gathered strength to expand their own influence.

People call them the Orthodox Coalition.

Several small-scale families and sects did not miss the period when the Eight Great Families or the Nine Sects and One Gang were losing strength and were expanding their influence, and it was a place where they gathered together.

Currently, its strength was considerable so it was said to be a place even the Heavenly Dao Society could not do anything about, but there was something that everyone surely agreed upon in unison.

That was precisely the expectation that if the Heavenly Dao Society perfectly recovered its original state, the likes of the Orthodox Coalition would collapse in an instant.

Nine Sects and One Gang, and Eight Great Families.

There is a reason they held this name for a long time.

Even the momentum of the Sichuan Tang Family grew larger than the past, and although they say there is no Sword Emperor, even the Namgung Family, where Namgung So-hye who was shaking her name in the Central Plains is, joined the Heavenly Dao Society.

With this strength alone, the Orthodox Coalition would not even reach their toes.

“I do not know what they are trying to do, but they must be in a hurry too, those fellows. Since they must gain strength even a day sooner to oppose the Heavenly Dao Society.”

Sa Do-hak harbored a sneer.

From his standpoint, it is merely ridiculous. There is a way why those called small-and-medium sects cannot climb up forever and remain at the bottom.

Do you know why the Eight Great Families, the Nine Sects and One Gang, and the Mount Tian Demonic Cult are called prestigious?

It is because they know the way to climb up better than anyone.

And that method was also the work of producing masters who shake their names.

“Then what do you intend to do? Shall we chase?”

“No, forget it. We shall rest here for a moment then go up along the road. We will meet him on the way anyway.”

“I wonder if that fellow won’t starve to death…”

Namgung Cheon looked at Dan Woo-hyun with a worried expression.

He is a fellow who doesn’t hold a single penny.

He worried that he might be starving his stomach.

However, Dan Woo-hyun turned his gaze and spoke like a person who did not worry at all.

“There is no way. Is he not the Jang Sam-tae of the world.”

Why Dan Woo-hyun’s words filled with conviction touched him so much, Namgung Cheon swallowed only a groan, unable to bring himself to refute.

* * *

Huk, huk…….

Haa, haa… haa…

Jang Sam-tae and Geum Dae-ryang held their breath and gasped in the forest out of the town. Although they seemed to have barely escaped their grasp after a chase of close to an hour, whether they were considerably skilled in chasing techniques in their own way, they repeated catching up soon.

Jang Sam-tae, who sat down, took out water from his bosom and gulped it down.

Because he sweated too much, all his energy was drained.

“Kua- huu, I almost died.”

“You rascal, give me some too.”

“Drink it on your own, please.”

Despite Jang Sam-tae’s sharp gaze, Geum Dae-ryang did not care and snatched the water bottle. After gulping down a bowl coolly, he set the water bottle down with a thud and wiped the corner of his mouth.

“What do we do now?”

“Why do you ask me that?”

“You rascal, since you are my disciple, you should naturally think, think!”

“Wow… look at this shameless old fogey?”

Jang Sam-tae looked at Geum Dae-ryang with a dumbfounded expression.

Because, even though it was an event where he would likely be angry just by being swept up in it, he did not feel sorry in the least and tried to drag Jang Sam-tae to the end.

Actually, Jang Sam-tae has no association with this work.

‘Since I am the one who burned the Martial God’s Path Classic, I cannot say anything, but…’

Jang Sam-tae let out a long sigh of ‘Haa-’.

Martial God’s Path Classic.

That which the former Sect Leader of the Hao Sect stole from Geum Dae-ryang, learned, and returned with. The one who subdued him was none other than Jang Sam-tae, and also the one who burned the Martial God’s Path Classic which was in his bosom was also Jang Sam-tae.

Investigating it, it wouldn’t be that there is no association, but there seemed to be no need to bring such words into his mouth, and also he did not want to be associated.

Jang Sam-tae stood up from his seat with a start.

Then Geum Dae-ryang let out a long sigh.

“Yes, isn’t it that it can’t be helped. Since both you and I only know how to perform lightfoot art… running away boundlessly like this, our throats will be cut, what else…”

“…….”

“It is fine, fine. Since it wouldn’t be strange whenever this old body kicks the bucket, you at least run away and live the life you want. This teacher has nothing but that to do for you.”

“…You damn old fogey!”

Jang Sam-tae frowned.

He is spitting out words with an expression like a person who has lived his whole life. Although he does not want to be associated, throwing him away and going like this is also uncomfortable.

“Even if we flee, there is nothing we can do, is there?”

“There is!”

Geum Dae-ryang stood up from his seat with a start.

Then, grabbing Jang Sam-tae’s hand, his eyes shone brightly, and he put strength as if grabbing a single ray of saving hand.

“What is it?”

“Persuading the Sect Leader of the Gongcheon Sect, that is.”

“P-Persuading?”

Jang Sam-tae heard an even more dumbfounded word.

If it was a human with whom persuasion would work, he would not have pulled this kind of act. Even though he would know that sufficiently, he clicked his tongue seeing Geum Dae-ryang thumping his chest as if it was a tremendous thought.

A headache indescribable in words rushed in.

“Just what kind of sound are you making?”

“Therefore, our method to live is to persuade or kill him, you foolish fellow. Doesn’t it suffice if only that fellow is gone?”

“No, so how, I mean?”

Geum Dae-ryang delayed for a moment.

Then he laughed, clapping his hands as if a good idea had come to mind.

“Do you… have some money?”

“If I had, would I have been collapsed on that street?”

Jang Sam-tae snorted.

In the first place, if he had money, there was no reason to meet Geum Dae-ryang either. Because he would have just shut himself up in an inn or a red-light district and not even gone out to the streets for the time being.

“And even if by chance I had, what do you plan to do with it? Surely you are not trying to slip money to the fellow called the Sect Leader of the Gongcheon Sect?”

“Tsk, tsk, since your brain doesn’t work like this, how can you be called the disciple of this Gold King Hands?”

“…….”

“That is precisely…”

Geum Dae-ryang lowered his voice as if to talk about an important fact. Along with the low voice, his serious eyes shone light.

“Making a request to the Killing Sovereign. To kill the Sect Leader of the Gongcheon Sect!”

“Truly crazy… ah…”

“No, you son of a bitch! Is this something to curse at? It is the cleanest and easiest work! That bastard Killing Sovereign doesn’t have work he doesn’t do if only he receives money! From what I hear, there is a rumor that the one who killed the Sword Emperor is also the Killing Sovereign!”

“If you bring such talk into your mouth in Yueyang, you will sink into the depths of Lake Dongting, so do not even bring it out of your mouth.”

“Huh?”

Geum Dae-ryang looked at Jang Sam-tae with an expression of not knowing the reason.

He thought for a moment whether that fellow by chance had an acquaintance with the Killing Sovereign, but that it could not be so was his judgment.

In the first place, that the Killing Sovereign has an acquaintance with a guy who looks foolish and likely to do servant work is a funny thing, is it not?

“Just die instead. Because that seems like it would be comfortable for the mind.”

“Eing! This rotten fellow has no words he cannot say to his teacher!”

“Ah, then what on earth do you want me to do? I was on my way to see my younger sister, but caught in a ridiculous work, just what on earth is this behavior?”

Jang Sam-tae shouted as if resentful.

Of course, although he targeted various things, what became the most basic was going to see his younger sister’s grave. In such a situation, since time was being delayed due to Geum Dae-ryang, he had reason to get angry.

“Tsk! Then get lost! Since I will handle it on my own! You bad fellow! Just how did I feed and raise you!”

“Feed and raise what, you human! I am the one who fed and raised you!”

Jang Sam-tae raised his voice greatly.

In his childhood, beating under the pretext of training was a daily routine, and under the pretext that feeding and raising the teacher was the iron rule of the sect, he was made to work.

It would be no exaggeration to say that most of the abilities associated with all of Jang Sam-tae’s housekeeping now were created in that childhood.

As he panted and turned his face red to the limit, Geum Dae-ryang spat saliva with a ptui as if he could not endure any longer.

“Ptui! You rotten fellow! Do not even say the sound of being the descendant of the Gold King Hands anywhere.”

“I won’t! I won’t do it! I have no intention to do so either!”

“A fellow who will be struck by heaven’s punishment and die!”

“Aey, damn old man!”

“Hmph!”

“Hmph!”

Two people turned their backs to each other simultaneously.

Since anger had already risen to the top of their heads, it was an appearance as if they would never see each other’s faces again. Soon, Geum Dae-ryang rumaged his bosom first and threw something to Jang Sam-tae.

“Here, you son of a bitch! Eat something, you rascal! And let’s never see each other again!”

That Geum Dae-ryang threw flew with a whoosh and fell in front of Jang Sam-tae. It was a stolen purse, and seeing that it was considerably heavy, he wondered if large money was inside.

Soon, Geum Dae-ryang threw his body without even looking back.

Whether the name Gold King Hands did not vanish anywhere indeed, he left that spot with a speed fast enough to be fierce.

Seeing that there was not even a shred of hesitation, he looked to have no lingering attachment to Jang Sam-tae either.

“…Damn it.”

Left alone, Jang Sam-tae frowned.

He kicked a stone in front of him for no reason and caught his breath. As Geum Dae-ryang’s figure, whom he had been with since childhood, flashed past in an instant, his heart felt blue for no reason.

“Ah, I don’t know! What do you want me to do!”

But thinking of him and giving help are different. In the first place, he had no mind to be associated with strange works anymore, and even if the place called the Gongcheon Sect was that great, it would not end peacefully.

[Uaaaargh!]

At that moment, a tremendous sound was heard from afar.

As the startled Jang Sam-tae turned his gaze, that was without fail the place where Geum Dae-ryang vanished.

The moment he realized, he clutched his glabella.

A sigh leaked out from his mouth and his head throbbed painfully.

In this martial world, one cannot flee well just because their lightfoot art is fast. Since it is a place filled with all kinds of machinations, no matter if it is the Gold King Hands Geum Dae-ryang, once fallen in, he cannot extricate himself.

Letting out a long sigh of ‘Haa-’, Jang Sam-tae opened his mouth.

“I really don’t know! Aaaagh! Annoying-!”

Jang Sam-tae grit his teeth tightly while shouting.

The more he thought, the more it was filled with only annoying things.

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