Chapter 91 – Welcome, Master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts (2)

Taking a step back in time to the day of the fight between Paengwol and Kang Yoon.

Yeonghogyeong tried to figure out the sensation that tickled his mind while watching Kang Yoon’s fight.

“What the hell is this?”

There was something special about her. If he delved deeper into his memories of her, he might find out what it was, but he could never reach the answer.

Kang Yoon’s attacks were persistent. Even though she kept getting blocked by Paengwol’s sword, she kept trying to dig in with a tenacity that was almost vicious.

She even tried to grab his collar or clothes like a desperate gambler.

Although she never managed to use that move on Paengwol, it was clear in her eyes that she had reached the pinnacle of her skills.

“What do you think of her?”

The swordsman who was protecting her by her side seemed to think for a moment before answering.

“She seems to have a strong desire for victory.”

He also seemed to recognize the fact that Kang Yoon’s attacks were persistent. However, his answer was cautious and neutral, as he was watching Yeonghogyeong’s reaction.

But that wasn’t enough.

Her worries continued until the end of Kang Yoon’s fight and even during the next fight.

But what ended her worries was not the solution to her problem, but an external factor.

“We caught a suspicious person, the owner of the Jangwon that they are borrowing.”

The owner of the Jangwon, which they were using in its entirety, was actually a person who had already committed suicide in the Minggyo.

Although it was just an ordinary garden near Soryeom, where there was no chance for a master of the Minggyo to come, a new customer had come there.

“Did you catch Haomun?”

“Yes, my lord.”

Yeongdan, who had used the nungpungyeon and other advanced techniques, was a product that would never be caught if he took it, but at least not now.

If they checked with the people who leaked the information or some of the advanced disciples who leaked their martial arts, they would soon be caught, but not now.

Yeonghogyeong released the guest and the hostage to the wind, but since then, she had to listen to unpleasant words.

Words like “please save me” or “I had no choice” were meaningless and she didn’t want to hear them anymore.

Yeonghogyeong chose to put her to sleep by pinching her acupuncture points.

“You know everything, right?”

“Yes, my lord.”

He thought she was a pretty resourceful person if she could follow behind the Magyo, but Yeonghogyeong was disappointed and soon learned the reason from his subordinates.

“Is that Kang Yoon?”

“Should I get rid of her?”

Yeonghogyeong shook his head as his subordinate asked.

It wasn’t an important plan anyway. It was just a matter of not getting caught, or if they did, it was a matter of not being able to do anything about it.

Chapter 91 – Welcome, Master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts (2)

Returning quietly from his investigation in Soryeom, Yeonghogyeong’s father’s request was nothing more than a small resentment towards the leader.

Despite having the power to dominate the martial world, his father was stuck in the corner of Shin-gang, claiming that his rule would soon crumble.

Because the Blood Demon was also passive in helping the Mingyo, Yeonghogyeong had to watch over the prisoners struggling to survive in the barren Shin-gang.

“If only those two could join forces, we could surely achieve the domination of the Mingyo…”

While pondering this thought, Yeonghogyeong suddenly realized who Kang Yoon reminded him of.

Blood Demon, Blood Marrow. She was undoubtedly the owner of the Blood Marrow martial arts.

That was the only conclusion Yeonghogyeong could come to.

I feel like I’m going to collapse.

If this kind of pressure were to spread in all directions, there would have been chaos by now, but seeing how calm it was, it was clear that this vicious pressure was concentrated only on me.

“Blood Marrow martial arts…?”

Are they talking about the Dungseon martial arts? Damn it, where did I smell that from?

Even Doyeojung didn’t know!

I tried to resist with all my might, but it was like trying to stop a river with a sandcastle.

Just when I thought I was slowly reaching my limit, the pressure gradually decreased, as if she had read my mind.

Whether I was pushing my body forward mentally or not, I stopped after taking two or three steps forward.

“Who are you…!”

“Aren’t we old acquaintances?”

A woman’s voice that sounded close and light. It was the voice that came from the direction of Doyeojung’s corpse.

Where were all those people hiding, only six or seven people were standing in front of me.

“You…!”

And at the forefront was the lady I met last time, Yoo Kyung.

“Do you remember me? Nice to meet you again, the disciple of Blood Marrow… Or should I say, former disciple?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

My nerves, which had reached their limit, were still somewhat relaxed when I saw her face. Of course, I wasn’t completely relaxed.

“Don’t play dumb. There’s only one mental technique that can accumulate the internal energy of the martial arts of the Taoist and Buddhist sects to such a depth at your age. The Blood Marrow martial arts.”

“Other sect disciples can also achieve this level.”

“But they don’t have the ability to detect the magic of the Holy Blood. Am I wrong?”

Holy Blood? Ah, damn it. Nungpungyeon. Is that the name of the drug that bastard took? I shouldn’t have asked to find out!

“To detect the magic of the Holy Blood, you must reach a level of internal energy beyond the peak with pure martial arts or Buddhist martial arts, not the internal energy obtained by taking medicine.”

“…”

Chapter 91 – Welcome, Master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts (2)

Returning quietly from his investigation in Soryeom, Yeonghogyeong’s father’s request was nothing more than a small resentment towards the leader.

Despite having the power to dominate the martial world, his father was stuck in the corner of Shin-gang, claiming that his rule would soon crumble.

Because the Blood Demon was also passive in helping the Mingyo, Yeonghogyeong had to watch over the prisoners struggling to survive in the barren Shin-gang.

“If only those two could join forces, we could surely achieve the domination of the Mingyo…”

While pondering this thought, Yeonghogyeong suddenly realized who Kang Yoon reminded him of.

Blood Demon, Blood Marrow. She was undoubtedly the owner of the Blood Marrow martial arts.

That was the only conclusion Yeonghogyeong could come to.

I feel like I’m going to collapse.

If this kind of pressure were to spread in all directions, there would have been chaos by now, but seeing how calm it was, it was clear that this vicious pressure was concentrated only on me.

“Blood Marrow martial arts…?”

Are they talking about the Dungseon martial arts? Damn it, where did I smell that from?

Even Doyeojung didn’t know!

I tried to resist with all my might, but it was like trying to stop a river with a sandcastle.

Just when I thought I was slowly reaching my limit, the pressure gradually decreased, as if she had read my mind.

Whether I was pushing my body forward mentally or not, I stopped after taking two or three steps forward.

“Who are you…!”

“Aren’t we old acquaintances?”

A woman’s voice that sounded close and light. It was the voice that came from the direction of Doyeojung’s corpse.

Where were all those people hiding, only six or seven people were standing in front of me.

“You…!”

And at the forefront was the lady I met last time, Yoo Kyung.

“Do you remember me? Nice to meet you again, the disciple of Blood Marrow… Or should I say, former disciple?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

My nerves, which had reached their limit, were still somewhat relaxed when I saw her face. Of course, I wasn’t completely relaxed.

“Don’t play dumb. There’s only one mental technique that can accumulate the internal energy of the martial arts of the Taoist and Buddhist sects to such a depth at your age. The Blood Marrow martial arts.”

“Other sect disciples can also achieve this level.”

“But they don’t have the ability to detect the magic of the Holy Blood. Am I wrong?”

Holy Blood? Ah, damn it. Nungpungyeon. Is that the name of the drug that bastard took? I shouldn’t have asked to find out!

“To detect the magic of the Holy Blood, you must reach a level of internal energy beyond the peak with pure martial arts or Buddhist martial arts, not the internal energy obtained by taking medicine.”

“…”

“But you know all about that, don’t you? You’re the only one. The only one who knows about the existence of the Holy Blood.”

“Who knows if there are other martial arts like that in the world?”

“It’s possible, but it’s not easy to find such martial arts. Besides, I’m sure you’re the disciple of Blood Marrow. The two of you are so alike.”

“…?”

“The commonality between that person and you is that martial arts are just a means to an end. Martial arts can never be the center of life.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I couldn’t understand what she was talking about.

“That person is only interested in women, not martial arts. He’s only interested in using martial arts to help him pursue women.”

“…And me?”

“You’re only interested in victory. I can tell by the way you use martial arts. To you, martial arts are nothing more than a tool to defeat your opponents.”

“…”

“At first glance, the two of you may seem different, but neither of you have any respect for martial arts. This kind of person is common in the martial world.”

Yoo Kyung spoke proudly, but her reasoning was flawed. Even though the result might be correct, the process was completely wrong.

It was the masters who were interested in honing their martial arts skills to reach the top, while I was only interested in using my skills to defeat my opponents.

“Two people with the best martial arts in the world, Blood Marrow and Blood Demon, are so similar that they must be related. But I like you more.”

Her reasoning was so vague that even if I tried to refute it, she would just cover it up and say that she was right.

I gave up on trying to argue and decided to ask something else.

“…Who are you?”

I had a rough idea. The difference in power was sogreat that I couldn’t even think of fighting back. I had to find out who she was and what she wanted.

“I am Yoo Kyung, the master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts. And you, Kang Yoon, are the one I’ve been waiting for.”

“The one you’ve been waiting for?”

“Yes. The one who can help me achieve my goal.”

“What goal?”

“To dominate the martial world, of course. And you, Kang Yoon, have the potential to become the master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was she serious? Did she really think I had the potential to become the master of the Bloodthirsty Martial Arts?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just a disciple of the Dungseon martial arts.”

“Don’t be modest. I know what you’re capable of. And I also know that you’re not satisfied with just being a disciple. You want to be the best, don’t you?”

I couldn’t deny it. She was right. I did want to be the best.

“Join me, Kang Yoon. Together, we can achieve greatness. We can dominate the martial world and become the most powerful martial artists in history.”

I didn’t know what to say. Her offer was tempting, but I didn’t trust her. I didn’t know what her true intentions were.

“I need some time to think about it.”

“Of course. Take all the time you need. But remember, Kang Yoon, the clock is ticking. The longer you wait, the harder it will be to achieve our goal.”

With that, Yoo Kyung and her followers disappeared into the shadows, leaving me alone in the darkness.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who to trust. All I knew was that I had to be careful. The world of martial arts was a dangerous place, and I had to be prepared for anything.

When the rejection came from the face-to-face meeting, Yeonghogyeong waved his hand to stop his subordinates from touching the soldiers.

“You’re not interested?”

“It’s ridiculous to belong to another faction without the permission of my master, even if I become your disciple.”

“You promised not to do anything illegal.”

“If you really are the head of the Ming sect, you don’t have to hide it.”

Yeonghogyeong slightly opened the captured magi. The man quickly frowned.

“I’ll cancel my statement if you really are the head of the Ming sect.”

“Hmph.”

Yeonghogyeong laughed and captured the magi again. It was amusing how he could easily bend the man’s straightforward words.

“What if your master opposes it?”

“Wouldn’t it depend on my thoughts at that time? If my heart is drawn to it, I will follow it even if my master doesn’t know, and if it’s not, I won’t.”

Yeonghogyeong chuckled at the answer. It seemed like he was laughing more at the sight of his subordinates being confused.

“So, if I want to keep you under me, I should offer you a carrot?”

“It’s what all the leaders of every organization are doing.”

“There’s also a way to make you listen with a whip.”

“Our master will cut off that whip first.”

Even though the faces of his subordinates were turning red, Yeonghogyeong was impressed by the young man who spoke casually.

“Okay, then let’s go to the main school first.”

“…What?”

“You have to go to the main school first to show you what kind of carrot I can give you, right?”

Yeonghogyeong felt good at the thought of picking up a disciple of the Blood Demon. What could he do for this person?

‘The countless martial arts secrets owned by the main school, no, this person doesn’t need them. Medicine… Does he need medicine? Money… He would like that…’

“I’m very sorry, but my master has given me a task. I have to complete it.”

“A task?”

Yeonghogyeong frowned. Why did he say it as if he was going to come over, but then took his foot back?

“Why would I act in the middle of the factions? To fulfill my master’s orders.”

“Hmm…”

Yeonghogyeong hesitated because it seemed like what she said was true.

Even if she was a top-notch expert, it was distasteful to interfere with the Blood Demon’s affairs.

“It won’t take long, will it…?”

“It will take a long time.”

He looked closely to see if she was lying, but he couldn’t detect any suspicion in her eye movements, breathing, or facial muscles.

In the end, she had to compromise.

“Then later… make sure to visit the main school.”

For Yeonghogyeong, Gang Yoon was not only a person he personally liked, but also a person who could serve as a bridge to bring the Blood Demon into the Ming sect.

“…I will.”

“You have to come. If you don’t, I’ll come looking for you.”

Yeonghogyeong laid down the ultimatum.

A person who could never be missed, a key to saving the prisoners suffering in the harsh Shin River.

For now, he let her go, but if she didn’t come back even after a year, he would definitely come back to capture Gang Yoon.

Even if it meant clashing with the factions and shedding blood along the way.