Chapter 512: Side Story 12

Chapter 12

Jang Sam-tae smashed the door and went inside.

With a violent ‘crash!’, those inside came pouring out. They all looked as if they had been sleeping, but they were still people of a sect, as they appeared holding swords despite the commotion.

Jang Sam-tae’s gaze smoothly swept the surroundings.

It wasn’t just one or two.

Even at a conservative estimate, there seemed to be around fifty people.

‘Damn it, I’m going to die today…’

It wasn’t that he hadn’t faced this many before. Because of Dan Woo-hyun’s ridiculous training, Jang Sam-tae had gone through numerous incidents, but back then, he had the reliable supporter Dan Woo-hyun by his side.

If he was about to die, he would secretly provide help.

But now was different.

Dan Woo-hyun wasn’t there, and he was facing a sect all by himself.

Even though it was clearly a situation where he could very well be buried here, Jang Sam-tae didn’t stop and stood at the center.

Those who drew their swords formed a circle and surrounded Jang Sam-tae.

“Who are you to cause a commotion in such a place! Do you not know where this is!”

“It’s where the Gongcheon Sect bastards are, where else? Are you asking because you think I came without knowing that? Stupid fools, tsk tsk.”

However, Jang Sam-tae never lost his composure.

Losing composure in such a situation would be the end.

The opponent’s blades would definitely show no mercy, so remaining calm and composed was the top priority, and he had to keep his body lightly relaxed so it wouldn’t stiffen.

So that he could dodge the incoming blades from any direction.

Jang Sam-tae stretched his body, cracking his joints, and looked around.

Among the countless people, a few buildings could be seen.

Among them, a small one furthest away caught his eye, and there were traces of people standing guard around it. Also, a faint presence was felt from there.

It seemed the bastard called the Gongcheon Sect Leader was likely there.

This was how important the five senses were.

Back when he was learning from Dan Woo-hyun, he had wondered if it wasn’t useless, but looking at it now, there was no skill as useful as this.

But before that…

Striking first ensures victory.

Regardless of what it was, it was important to strike first and seize the momentum.

Especially in situations like this.

With that in mind, Jang Sam-tae lightly thrust his hand forward.

Thwack-!

A finger technique, so fast it was invisible, shot out from his fingertips. He had now reached a level where he could perfectly execute what was undeniably Dan Woo-hyun’s martial arts.

A large hole was pierced through the chest of someone nearby, who staggered once before collapsing with a ‘thud!’.

“Gasp!”

“Heuk!”

“Wh… What!”

Being struck by something invisible gives a great psychological pressure. Since it makes one think they could be next at any moment, the body naturally shrinks back.

A few of those who had been imposing in their encirclement flinched and stepped back.

Jang Sam-tae didn’t miss that.

As they hesitated and backed away, he took a step forward.

This was showing his will to never back down, while subtly hinting that he had the skill to take on everyone present, thereby pressuring them.

“Where is the sect leader bastard!”

Jang Sam-tae shouted even more confidently.

As his voice spread quite heavily and with an intimidating air, most of the people there shrank back.

Taking the first strike was the right answer, and not being intimidated by numbers was also a good strategy. If nothing else happened, it didn’t seem like a melee would break out.

Jang Sam-tae clenched his fists and looked around.

At that moment, a man stepped forward and cupped his fists.

“I do not know which master you are, but this is the territory of the Gongcheon Sect. May I ask for what reason you have come here and are committing murder?”

He seemed like someone who had quite a lot of experience in this regard.

Perhaps sensing that the opponent wasn’t an ordinary master, he bowed while acting confidently. This meant that although he was bowing now, if the intentions were not good, he could launch an offensive at any time.

Jang Sam-tae frowned.

‘It would’ve been easy if there were only stupid idiots…’

Having such a resolute bastard was quite uncomfortable. The intimidated ones gained strength from that man’s single remark and began to regain their morale.

Letting out a sigh with a ‘huu’, Jang Sam-tae opened his mouth as if he had no choice.

“I heard my master was dragged here. I figure I ought to rescue him, no matter how I think about it.”

“You crazy bastard! Were you the disciple of Geum Wang-su!”

“I am a disciple, but…”

“What are you all doing, aren’t you going to capture that bastard right now!”

Upon hearing that he was Geum Wang-su’s disciple, incredulous smiles burst out everywhere. Why would they fear a mere disciple of a thief?

Furthermore, that master had been caught and was being tortured, and it seemed this disciple bastard might have been the one Geum Wang-su had met along the way.

Since he had walked in on his own two feet, they definitely had to catch him.

However, Jang Sam-tae smirked.

Then, curling his hand into a fist, he spoke.

“I am a disciple, but… I am a person of the Hunan Dan Family, you sons of bitches.”

“…?!”

“H… Hunan Dan Family!”

“The Greatest Clan in the World!”

“You mean… the place where the World’s Best resides?”

Everyone flinched and froze.

The weight the name Hunan Dan Family carried was not ordinary. It was a place that even the Demonic Cult and the new Unorthodox factions, let alone the Heavenly Path Society, dared not touch.

It was truly the greatest clan in the Central Plains, where the strongest figures resided.

What kind of disaster would happen if they messed with such a place?

No one would survive.

“It seems there are many spewing nonsense these days. Someone like you, a member of the Hunan Dan Family?”

“S… Sect Leader!”

Someone appeared, parting through the numerous people.

He was a person covered in blood.

Jang Sam-tae immediately realized whose blood it was. It was undoubtedly Geum Dae-ryang’s. The moment he realized it, a crazy killing intent surged, but he didn’t make the mistake of rushing in rashly.

He just gritted his teeth and glared.

“Hunan Dan Family? The Greatest Clan in the World because they drove out the Blood Heaven forces? The World’s Best? How funny. Even if you were a person from there, do you think you can cause a ruckus in a place like this?”

Gong Ma-jung stared fixedly at Jang Sam-tae.

They didn’t even know his face. He had no name.

Since a bastard who looked like he would fit right in as a servant somewhere was swaggering around using that name, a sudden surge of anger bubbled up in him.

Moreover, although many praised the Hunan Dan Family, those in places that had gained power and influence thanks to the Blood Heaven did not look upon them favorably.

While many had witnessed their power firsthand, calling them the ‘World’s Best’ just for that was laughable.

Since the creation of this Murim in the Central Plains until now, only one person had ever been called the World’s Best-the Martial God-and no place had ever been called the Greatest Clan in the World.

That was why they refused to believe it and tried to deny it.

Even more so because they themselves couldn’t reach that height.

“And… you said you were Geum Wang-su’s disciple?”

“So?”

“…Then you might know.”

Gong Ma-jung raised his eyes with a flash and wore a deep smile.

The manual of the Martial God.

He judged that Jang Sam-tae would know the whereabouts of the item Geum Dae-ryang had kept silent about until now. Because he thought that even if Geum Dae-ryang himself might not have learned it, he would have given it to his own disciple.

Did he catch onto that meaning?

Jang Sam-tae grinned widely.

“I burned it.”

“What?”

“I burned it, you retard. It turned into a blazing pile of ashes.”

“Ridiculous!”

“It’s true though? If you don’t believe me, go to Yueyang. I burned it somewhere there, so who knows, maybe you’ll find some ashes?”

Staring at the sneering Jang Sam-tae, Gong Ma-jung ground his teeth. This was because he couldn’t tell if the way he spoke without hesitation was mocking him or if he had really burned it.

But he didn’t truly believe he had burned it.

Was the Martial God’s manual just any ordinary treasure?

If they said they were selling it, there would be people lined up everywhere willing to pay millions for it. It was rarer than a spirit beast’s elixir, and its value was unimaginably huge.

If he really burned it, he was either empty-headed or crazy.

“You’re a bastard who will only open his mouth when we break his legs.”

“I already opened it. I said I burned it. Did you listen through your asshole instead of your ear holes, you son of a bitch?”

“Keuk…!”

Seeing Jang Sam-tae casually picking his ear with full leisure, Gong Ma-jung’s anger soared to the top of his head. Grinding his teeth, he finally shouted loudly.

“What are you doing, catch that bastard!”

* * *

“Puhahaha-!”

There were people watching this entire situation from a distance. The three were sitting on a roof, drinking liquor and chewing on beef jerky.

They couldn’t stop laughing at whatever was so amusing.

Especially Sado Hak.

Although Namgung Cheon wore a reluctant expression, he found Jang Sam-tae’s appearance quite refreshing and satisfying, so he was subtly smiling with his eyes.

“Keuhuheu- I knew he was a crazy bastard, but I didn’t know it was to this extent. Wow… How could he think of such a thing?”

“Hasn’t everyone smashed a sect or two at some point? Why do you think he’s the only one doing it?”

Namgung Cheon tipped his glass.

From their youth until now.

Not to mention Sado Hak or Namgung Cheon, but even Dan Woo-hyun.

There were many times when they had single-handedly destroyed a sect or two. Of course, the process was never easy, but most of the top masters who made a name for themselves in the Central Plains had probably done something like that.

Just like Jang Sam-tae right now.

He was moving his body violently.

Narrowly dodging blades coming from all directions, extending his angles, and relentlessly using all sorts of techniques he had learned to blow away the enemies. That refreshing and satisfying sight was perfect for spectating.

“What do you think? Does it look like he can win?”

“Well, I’m not so sure… That sect leader bastard’s skills don’t seem ordinary…”

Sado Hak and Namgung Cheon glanced at Dan Woo-hyun.

Even while watching such a situation, he didn’t say a single word. There wasn’t even a change in his expression, making it impossible to tell whether he found it amusing or was just indifferent.

Did he feel those gazes?

Dan Woo-hyun, who was tipping his glass, smirked.

“He’ll be fine even if we leave him alone. They won’t kill him.”

“You mean even if he loses, they won’t kill him?”

“Yes.”

They were people who wanted the manual.

Since they were in a position where they had to capture Jang Sam-tae alive, they would never try to kill him. He might lose a limb or two, but he should be glad his life was still intact.

“But the way I see it…”

Dan Woo-hyun fixedly engraved the entire scene into his eyes.

Jang Sam-tae’s movements and the opponents’ movements.

Having grasped everything, even the sect leader’s momentum, he finally formed a satisfied smile.

“As of today, the Gongcheon Sect will disappear.”

Kwadadadang-!

The moment Dan Woo-hyun finished speaking, Jang Sam-tae’s momentum exploded. The energy he learned from Sado Hak flowed out unconditionally in all directions, soon creating a massive demonic qi that swept the surroundings.

“Uwahahaha!”

Sado Hak burst into laughter as if in a good mood.

Now, behold.

Had not the new heaven of the Demonic Cult descended?

He couldn’t say the Heavenly Demon Divine Art was perfect yet, but for what he had learned in a short time, he was pouring out an immense amount of power. At this rate, if a few more years passed, he could undoubtedly be called the heaven of the Demonic Cult.

Wasn’t all this thanks to Dan Woo-hyun?

Wearing the brightest smile, Sado Hak watched the scene even more intently.

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