Chapter 88: Chapter 88
The cold-looking beauty stared straight at the assassins radiating murderous intent.
Her bright red lips parted.
“Wi Jin.”
The moment she called someone.
Thud!
One of the assassins collapsed.
At the sudden action, the assassins next to him hurriedly turned their heads.
Behind the fallen assassin stood a handsome young man.
“Ghost Wolf Sword!”
Swoosh!
The assassins twisted their feet and spun around.
The assassins, who had quickly gripped their flying daggers in reverse, aimed at Wi Jin’s chest at the same time.
However, the sword already held in Wi Jin’s hand merely moved slightly to deflect their attacks to the side.
Bang!
With a dull sound, the assassins’ bodies shook greatly from the impact.
But the assassins did not waver.
Using their shaking bodies as recoil, they kicked off the ground and immediately lunged at the woman.
Swish!
The woman looked with indifferent eyes at the assassins shooting forward, closing the distance in a single breath.
Soon, the moment their flying daggers were about to pierce the woman’s chest and neck.
Pat!
Suddenly, a shadow popped out from below, and a smiling girl appeared.
The cute girl with impressive, large, sparkling eyes that seemed to contain stars had her hands spread wide open.
And in those hands, something thin was sparkling in the sunlight.
“Silver Silk…?!”
The assassins panicked and jumped back.
However, the thin silver silk already swung by the girl had completely wrapped around them.
“Heup!”
“Keuk!”
The tightly pulled silver silk gradually tightened and dug into their flesh.
Spla-a-at!
A moment later, a rain of blood fell.
“Are you okay?”
The girl looked up at the woman with a pure and innocent expression, making it hard to think she had just used such a cruel method.
“I’m okay.”
“That’s a relief.”
The woman swept down her chest and patted the head of the girl whose eyes were sparkling.
“You did well, So-ryeong.”
“Hehehe.”
So-ryeong, seemingly liking the touch, smiled brightly and withdrew the threads.
Chwa-ruruk…
The threads, turned bright red from the blood, wrapped meticulously around the girl’s hands in the form of gauntlets, as if they were alive.
At that moment, Wi Jin stood in front of the woman.
“Miss, other assassins are coming…”
Even before his words could finish.
Ta-da-dat!
Assassins poured out from all directions.
“Please stay behind me.”
Wi Jin immediately stood in front of the woman.
“So-ryeong.”
“Yeah!”
So-ryeong also crossed both hands and wrapped around the woman like a spiderweb, using the threads she had spread out to attack at any time.
“Done!”
“We’re heading outside!”
The moment Wi Jin’s shout erupted.
Kwa-a-ang!
At the same time, the two kicked off the ground and smashed the door in a single breath.
“Huh? Is it over over there?”
Meanwhile, Cheon-hwi, who was in the next room, trampled on the neck of the last assassin who was still breathing at the sound of the door breaking.
Crack!
Along with the sound of the neck bone breaking, Cheon-hwi looked down at the corpse that trembled and then grew quiet, and turned his steps outside.
Immediately upon pushing the door open.
“Aaaargh! S-Spare me. Keoheok!”
Puk! Seogeok!
Agonizing cries welcomed Cheon-hwi.
Unidentified attackers were stirring up the guest house and attacking three men and women.
“Let’s see. One guy, two guys…”
For a moment, he counted how many assassins were running wild against the three men and women.
“Huh?”
The martial arts displayed by the young man and girl swinging their swords while protecting the woman in the middle were interesting.
“Those are the Imperial Palace’s martial arts.”
Cheon-hwi’s eyes narrowed.
‘That’s the sword art of the Eastern Depot, and wasn’t that the martial art used by the Black Sand Courtyard?’
Looking at the two, he recalled the experts of the Imperial Palace who had visited the Heavenly Demon Cult in the past.
Then, a question arose.
“Strange? People of the Imperial Palace moving in such small numbers?”
Normally, people of the Imperial Palace would lead many people and roam around.
But such a small number of personnel.
‘They wouldn’t be exploring the martial arts world, so do they have something they need to do secretly?’
He stared piercingly at them for a moment.
‘Whatever. What does it matter to me what those guys are trying to do out in the martial arts world? Anyway, the imperial court wouldn’t be able to interfere in the martial arts world because of the non-aggression pact.’
After finishing his observation, he placed his hand on the railing.
The fierce battle was already leaning towards the attackers.
And it was understandable; the attackers were attacking to their hearts’ content, but the girl and the young man were suffering many disadvantages because they were fighting while protecting the woman.
‘The ones I have a connection with are the guys who touched me.’
He swiftly jumped over the railing.
Thud!
At the sudden appearance of Cheon-hwi falling from above, not only the assassins but also Wi Jin, who was fighting them, were flustered.
“Heok, heok. Who are you?”
Cheon-hwi ignored him, who was pretending to know him, and lightly raised his right hand.
Swish!
At the same time, a force like a sharp wind cut through the darkness and shot forward.
In an instant, the space tore apart.
“Keuk!”
A person fell from the ceiling.
The man, grabbing his bleeding shoulder joint, let out a breath with a pale face.
“H-How did you find me…”
“What are you blabbering about?”
Cheon-hwi let out a sneer at the assassin who fell in front of him and grabbed his head.
And he twisted it a full turn in a single breath.
Cra-a-ack!
A gruesome sound echoed in the guest house.
A strange silence flowed.
At the same time, everyone’s gaze focused on Cheon-hwi holding the corpse.
“If you’re an assassin, you should keep your mouth shut until the end.”
He threw the corpse backward with a swish.
Blood and internal organs flowed out from the slumped corpse, wetting the floor.
“Wow!”
The girl jumped up and shouted.
Starting with that, those who had lost their minds began to come to their senses one by one.
“W-What is this?”
“What happened?”
Wi Jin and the woman watching let out a gasp of astonishment, and the assassins swallowed dry saliva.
The young man who had suddenly fallen from above had merely made a single hand gesture.
However, with that one hand gesture, an assassin lost his life in an instant.
With a method that no one could recognize.
The assassins exchanged glances with each other.
Realizing that the opponent was not an easy one, their reaction was faster than anyone else’s.
Tak!
As if they had been waiting, the surviving assassins scattered in all directions.
“You’re trying to run away?”
Cheon-hwi lightly raised his index finger.
Flash!
Then, along with a dazzling red light, beautiful plum blossoms bloomed in full everywhere.
A spectacular sight beautiful enough to make one lose their mind.
However, the result caused by it was disastrous.
Thud… Thud…
Cold corpses with holes in their foreheads tumbled on the floor from all directions.
“I feel refreshed.”
When Cheon-hwi brushed his hands and stood up.
“How did you do that?”
The girl approached with sparkling eyes.
As he was looking down at the girl asking a question that didn’t fit the current situation.
“So-ryeong.”
The woman called the girl with a stiff voice. At that, the girl toddled over with a regretful expression and stood next to the woman.
“Thank you for helping.”
The woman approached and expressed her gratitude.
When a smile lingered on her cold face, a warmth like a spring breeze blowing in the middle of winter rubbed off.
“Thanks to you, we survived.”
Wi Jin also bowed his head.
It wasn’t empty words.
Because he could feel that if Cheon-hwi hadn’t joined in the middle, it would have been them, not the assassins, who died.
‘No, there is a last resort, but…’
Wi Jin stealthily looked at So-ryeong.
The appearance of the girl holding the woman’s waist tightly right now looked like a cicada clinging to an old tree.
‘It’s a relief. It’s better not to be revealed right now even for the future.’
He shook his head slightly to shake off the thought, and then bowed his head politely.
“Thank you for your help.”
However, Cheon-hwi, who was actually receiving that gratitude, didn’t feel anything.
‘It’s not like I tried to help.’
The reason he stepped forward himself and killed the assassins was because they attacked first, not because he was trying to help these people.
The woman slowly approached.
Her gaze was directed at Cheon-hwi, who was looking at them nonchalantly.
“I ended up causing trouble for you, young hero.”
Then she looked straight at Cheon-hwi and asked.
“I would like to express my gratitude in the future. May I know the esteemed name of the young hero?”
“I’m fine.”
Along with the answer, Cheon-hwi turned his body.
‘It’s a lost cause trying to sleep again.’
The guest house was filled with the smell of blood.
‘I should just hurry.’
In an instant, Cheon-hwi disappeared.
“…!”
The woman smacked her lips while looking at the spot where Cheon-hwi had disappeared without a trace.
“Wi Jin.”
Wi Jin swallowed his saliva and answered.
“Yes.”
“How was it?”
“I couldn’t feel anything.”
A question and answer like when they were having dinner.
But unlike then, Wi Jin’s voice trembled slightly.
The woman’s eyes headed toward Wi Jin.
A small ripple arose in the eyes that had been tranquil no matter what happened.
Wi Jin asked cautiously.
“Shall I try to find out who it is?”
“No, it’s fine.”
The woman quickly turned her head.
She glared at the cold corpses and said with an urgent expression.
“More importantly, we need to move in a hurry before other assassins come again.”
* * *
“It has changed quite a bit.”
Cheon-hwi, who had arrived at the Mount Hua Sect, gazed at the surrounding forest overflowing with vitality.
The plum blossoms that had bloomed before he left were gone now, but green trees welcomed him instead.
While he was going up and enjoying the scenery for a moment.
“Next person… Huh? Martial Uncle?”
He made eye contact with Jeok-geom, who was welcoming guests at the sect gate.
“You’ve returned.”
Cheon-hwi frowned while looking at Jeok-geom running over in a single bound.
“You haven’t trained properly recently, have you?”
At Cheon-hwi’s words that were like hitting the nail on the head, Jeok-geom flinched and broke into a cold sweat.
“T-That is, recently I’ve been doing the work of welcoming guests at the sect gate. Ah! More importantly, the Sect Leader said to come to the Purple Mist Pavilion as soon as Martial Uncle arrives.”
Cheon-hwi quietly glared at Jeok-geom, who was hurriedly changing the subject.
At that gaze, at the very moment sweat was pouring like a flood on Jeok-geom’s forehead.
“Martial Uncle Sect Leader is calling for me?”
“That is correct.”
“Do you know what it’s about?”
“You will have to hear that directly…”
“Really? Got it.”
Cheon-hwi turned his steps as he spoke.
‘Thankfully he passed over it.’
Jeok-geom let out a sigh of relief.
But at that moment.
Halt.
Cheon-hwi stopped his feet and turned his head.
“What is the matter?”
“Come find me later.”
At the words that followed, his complexion turned pale.
“M-Martial Uncle!”
Cheon-hwi ignored Jeok-geom’s anxious calling and immediately kicked off the ground.
‘He didn’t train because I wasn’t there? I’ll have to instill proper discipline.’
Thinking of Jeok-geom who hadn’t grown at all, Cheon-hwi spurred his speed.
Cheon-hwi, who was advancing while leaving behind the fast-passing scenery, soon arrived at the Purple Mist Pavilion.
“It’s me.”
“Come in.”
The Sect Leader, who was sitting in the Purple Mist Pavilion, warmly welcomed him as soon as he saw Cheon-hwi.
“Come over here.”
At the Sect Leader’s gesture to come in, Cheon-hwi skillfully entered and took a seat.
“I’m sorry for calling you so urgently.”
“More importantly, why did you call me?”
“Heoheo.”
At Cheon-hwi’s appearance of asking straightforwardly, the Sect Leader burst into a hearty laugh.
‘He’s exactly the same.’
Usually, when one ventured out into the martial arts world, their personality would tend to change, but Cheon-hwi didn’t.
“I called you urgently because there is a person visiting our sect who wants to see you.”
“What? Someone who wants to see me?”
Cheon-hwi’s brow furrowed slightly.
‘You called me just because of that?’
He felt like he had hurried for nothing.
‘I should have toured around a little more.’
The Sect Leader spoke while looking at Cheon-hwi, whose expression changed to one of annoyance in an instant.
“He is not an ordinary person.”
“Who is it?”
In an instant, the Sect Leader ceased his laughter.
Soon after, he parted his lips very cautiously with a serious expression.
“Do you know of the Divine Physician of the Sacred Hand?”
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