Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 347

◈ Truth (2)

As everyone’s attention was focused on him, Mujin, who was sitting next to Socheonju, moved.

“Then let’s begin.”

Mujin first removed the gag from Socheonju’s mouth and at the same time, he put two fingers into the bastard’s mouth.

“Woof!!”

The intention of So Cheon-ju, who had tried to commit suicide by biting off his tongue as soon as the gag was released, was quickly undone.

The possessed Socheonju clenched his jaw to cut off Mujin’s finger that had entered his mouth, but it was a meaningless struggle.

No matter how hard he clenched his jaw, it was impossible to cut the metal-like fingers with his teeth.

It would be different if he could use his internal energy, but currently, most of Socheonju’s blood vessels were suppressed, and since his dantian was closed, he couldn’t even use his internal energy.

For a moment, I looked at the little rascal biting his own finger like a ferocious dog.

Mujin frowned and moved his left hand, which was playing, to grab Socheonju’s right little finger.

Kwajik!

At the pain of the little finger bone shattering, Socheonju’s eyes turned red and a scream burst out.

“Kuaaaaaaah!!!”

“Shut up, you punk.”

Mujin, who had slapped the screaming Socheonju in the face, grabbed the bastard’s cheeks and glared at him as if he was going to kill him.

“Every time you attempt to commit suicide, I will break your fingers. After all your fingers, I will break your toes. After that, I will break every bone in your body, one by one.”

So Cheon-ju, whose eyes met Mu-jin’s, did not nod his head cowardly, perhaps because he did not want to die, but he also did not attempt to commit suicide.

At the sight of that rebellious look, Mujin felt the urge to crush the bastard’s head right away.

If you think about all the children that guy has killed so far, saying it was an elixir, he was a piece of trash that you wouldn’t mind killing right away.

But now, before the children’s revenge, there was something they had to do.

When it seemed like the bastard had given up on committing suicide, Mujin slightly relaxed the grip he had on the bastard’s cheek.

But Mujin asked, ready to stop him at any moment if he tried to commit suicide.

“What is the name of the organization you guys belong to?”

“… … It’s Shincheon.”

So Cheon-ju answered with a puzzled expression.

If that guy has interfered with their plans several times, they should already know the name of the organization.

Although he had an expression on his face that said he didn’t know why he was asking such an obvious question, Mujin continued to repeat the question he already knew how to ask.

The main masters who belonged to Shincheon. That is, the question about the identity of the great masters.

Wi Ji-hak, the leader of the former Murim Alliance, and Hyuk Jin-gang, the leader of the Sadoryeonju. The Gwangmyeongjwasa of the Demonic Cult. In addition, there were also Unhyangwonju in Sacheon and Samdaeju in Shandong.

As their names were listed one after another, the atmosphere in the conference room changed strangely.

“her…….”

“… … .”

The reason was Hwang Bo-ak and Namgung Chang-hwi.

Those two families, who had not been with Shaolin in the first place, were completely unaware of Shincheon’s true identity.

The reason Mujin asked questions one by one, starting with information that was obvious to them, was to persuade those two heads of families.

And the reason why the interrogation could proceed so leisurely, unlike usual, was because of the uniqueness of So Cheon-ju.

All of the Shincheon warriors that Mujin had captured so far had a strong tolerance to torture.

Since they were already accustomed to torture, it was difficult to obtain information without using the psychic ring.

But, this wasn’t it.

Mujin could tell this from the fact that the man had passed out with only a broken limb in the battle two days ago.

Unlike before, there was no time limit for the interrogation, so Mujin continued to ask questions calmly.

“Then when on earth did this place called Shincheon start to exist?”

“I think it’s been a little over a hundred years.”

“… … So, you’ve been aiming to overthrow the imperial family for a hundred years now?”

“… … .”

Socheonju kept his mouth shut as if he didn’t want to answer, but it was no use.

“Kuaaaah!!”

“If you don’t answer the question, your bones will break.”

After endless torture, So Cheon-ju had no choice but to surrender with his eyes bloodshot.

“That, that’s right.”

“Then, how many generations has the current God been the God of?”

“Oh, oh, you are the Lord of the generations.”

They had been dreaming of overthrowing the imperial family for over a hundred years, spanning five generations, six generations if you count the Socheonju. They must have been a group that was quite crazy.

“Then, what are your real names, God and you?”

“… … .”

As Socheonju closed his mouth again, Mujin’s hand pointed at the bastard’s finger again.

And just before Mujin could break the bastard’s fingers again, the bastard opened his mouth quickly.

“Your Majesty, your true name is Jo (趙), God (神) and Bright (明). And my name is Jo Geon-yang (趙建陽).”

Jo Shin-myeong and Jo Geon-yang.

Of course, it was a name I had never heard of.

But surprisingly, Zhuge Wu-hwan, who had been quietly listening to Mu-jin’s interrogation, suddenly folded his fan and made a surprised face.

And then, Zhuge Wuhuan, who realized something, sorted out his expression and asked So Cheonju.

“Could it be that you guys are the remnants of the former royal family?”

“???”

“The entire royal family? What do you mean? General.”

When those present at the conference asked with puzzled expressions, he explained.

“It has been one hundred and twelve years since the former imperial family, the Hwan Dynasty, collapsed. And the surname of the emperors of the former imperial family was Jo.”

It had been a little over a hundred years since the creation of Shincheonji, and the surname of the gods was Jo, so it was a very possible story.

However, even though it was only a ‘possibility’, everyone soon began to look almost certain.

That would be the case, because when Zhuge Wuhuan finished speaking, Xiao Tianzhu was looking at Zhuge Wuhuan with a face that failed to control its expression.

“… … It turns out that the reason he tried to avoid the imperial family’s gaze at all costs wasn’t simply because of the imperial family’s past.”

The remnants of the former imperial family are plotting a rebellion.

The moment their identity was revealed, it was perhaps a foregone conclusion that the royal family would step forward in a big way.

The moment it became clear that Shincheon’s true identity was a remnant of the former royal family, a forgotten memory suddenly came to Mujin’s mind.

That was exactly the information about the former imperial family that I had heard from Guyangpae in Nanman.

“Come to think of it, I heard that the biggest reason for the rebellion against the former imperial family was human sacrifice. So, could it be that the martial arts that he is learning are related to the human sacrifice that the former imperial family practiced?”

“!!!”

Everyone looked at Mujin and Socheonju alternately with surprised faces.

And Socheonju failed to control his facial expressions this time too.

Mujin looked at Socheonju with a bewildered face as if he was looking at trash and asked.

“Those scumbags. Why would those who are worthy of being emperors learn martial arts by eating children?”

Socheonju asked back, as if he didn’t understand the question.

“It is something I have tried to learn because I am the emperor. The emperor is a being sent by God. As a half-man, half-god, he must be the greatest being.”

“Then why did you eat children when you could have just practiced martial arts on your own?”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. The Emperor is the master of all who live in the Central Plains. When you use an object or clothing, do you get permission from the person who uses it?”

“… … .”

Not only Mujin, but everyone present at the conference looked at Socheonju with speechless faces.

It wasn’t that I was overwhelmed by the logic, it was just that it was so absurd.

In particular, Zhuge Wuhwan was looking back and forth between Namgung Changhwi and So Cheonju.

‘They’re the same guys.’

However, Namgung Chang-hwi, who had been silently watching the interrogation process until now, opened his mouth for the first time in a while, as if he had not sensed the gaze of Jegal Mu-hwan.

“You have too much of a swindler’s attitude to call yourself an emperor.”

“… … .”

This time, everyone looked at Namgung Chang-hwi and So Cheon-ju in turns.

‘… … Is this homophobia?’

When everyone is thinking like that.

“Kuaaaah!!”

Suddenly, Socheonju screamed.

This was because Mujin had already shattered Socheonju’s finger bones into pieces.

“Uh, why?”

Even though he answered all the questions, his fingers broke, and Socheonju asked as if it was unfair.

And Mujin’s answer when he returned was simple.

“I just wanted to break it.”

In response to Mujin’s answer, Socheonju glared at Mujin as if he was going to kill him, but when Mujin reached out his hand again towards the bastard’s few remaining fingers, he had no choice but to avert his eyes.

When the guy seemed to have calmed down a bit, Mujin asked another question that had come to mind.

“But if the imperial family had carried out large-scale human sacrifices, the emperor’s military achievements at the time must have been beyond imagination. Why on earth did he lose to the rebels?”

The Shincheon bastards were secretly acquiring children with special constitutions through human trafficking and using them as sacrifices.

Nevertheless, the Little Heavenly Lord has reached a great level, and the current Heavenly Lord has probably reached a level even higher than the Little Heavenly Lord.

So, what level did the emperor of the Huan Dynasty, who practiced human sacrifice on a large scale, reach?

To such endless questions, Socheonju answered as if his pride was hurt.

“… … According to what I heard, at that time, the Xianyuan Shen Dan Gong had not yet been completed. The human sacrifice you guys were talking about was nothing more than an experiment to create the Xianyuan Shen Dan Gong.”

Heonwon Shindan Gong.

A martial art that creates a special danjeon to obtain the power of Emperor Gongsun Xianyuan, one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in mythology and said to possess the power of a god.

That was exactly what the last emperor of the previous imperial family, the Hwan Dynasty, wanted to create, and it was the true nature of the martial arts that So Cheonju had mastered.

And in response to the endless questions that followed, Socheonju explained what he knew.

Experiments were conducted on people of all ages and genders, and the emperor of the time did not make the mistake of learning martial arts that had not yet been perfected.

That is, they selected some of those who were brought in for human sacrifice and had them learn the martial arts they were experimenting with, and they also absorbed others who were brought in to check the progress of the martial arts and experiment with side effects.

Some people die from being possessed by a magician who uses a magic potion full of side effects, and some die from having their energy absorbed by the magic potion.

After using tens of thousands of civilians as test subjects, when the Heonwon Shindan Gong was finally completed, a rebellion broke out.

“So, Shincheon was ultimately the remnants of the group that ran away with the Hyeonwon Shrine.”

After hearing the entire explanation, Mujin looked at Socheonju with a face full of disgust and muttered.

And Zhuge Wu-hwan added flesh to Wu-jin’s conclusion.

“Probably, it wasn’t just the Heonwon Shindan Gong that they took and ran away with.”

As everyone looked at Zhuge Wuhuan with puzzled faces, he added.

“I’ve been suspicious since before. No matter how much they move while hiding their identities. No, there were too many experts among those who moved while hiding their identities, and they also had many rookies.”

At Zhuge Wuhuan’s words, Wujin nodded without realizing it.

“But now that I’ve heard what the author has to say, I understand to some extent. In order to create that martial art called Heonwonshindan-gong, countless studies on martial arts must have been conducted.”

Only then did everyone present at the conference room understand what Zhuge Wuhuan was trying to say.

To create that martial art, he probably collected countless martial arts books from all over the world.

Among them, there must have been martial arts books that could already be called divine works in their own right, and many divine works must have emerged during the process of creating the Hyeonwon Shindan Gong.

It might be impossible for a single sect, but it was certainly possible for the ’empire’.

“Is it true?”

Mujin asked Socheonju for confirmation.

Socheonju tried to keep his mouth shut with a face full of rebellion, but when Mujin tried to torture him again, he opened his mouth with an evil look on his face.

“It’s half true.”

“What about the other half?”

“… … In order to create the Hyeonwon Shindan Gong, we gathered countless books from all over the world. Among them, there were books about martial arts, as you guys had deduced, but there were also many books that were nothing more than ‘records’ of certain martial arts or new weapons. We mainly took these and escaped the palace. If we took the actual ones, there was a risk that they would leave traces.”

“this…….”

The one who muttered in a bewildered tone was Zhuge Wuhuan.

“The power of the imperial family may be stronger than is known to the world. Doesn’t that mean that some of the martial arts books used in the process of creating the Heonwon Shindan Gong ended up in the hands of the current imperial family?”

Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,