I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 308

Episode 308: A New Era (1)

Jegalmun's eyes pierced through Ma Cheon-so's eyes as if he was searching.

"Well, it's not common to disguise one's identity and enter the Murim Alliance. I don't know if there are any traitors or if they know this place well."

Phew! Ma Cheon-so burst into laughter and grabbed Jegalmundeng's hair.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous. I can't just leave your head alone. Just die. Whether it's Jegal Se or whoever. I'll send everyone involved with you."

Woohoo! A massive amount of energy began to pour out from Ma Cheon-so's hand.

However, Jegalmun continued speaking calmly without showing any sign of panic.

"Yang Ja-gak… Everyone seems to be very interested in that child. Born as the son of the leader, he had everything, but, well, he wasn't the type to lead a faction. He was just a reckless, emotional man, unable to discern right from wrong, running wild. That's all he was."

"That mouth. Play with it some more."

"You're excited. Are you also related to him? The son of the leader of the Demonic Cult and the leader of the martial arts world… Hehe. I wonder what their relationship is."

Kwak! Ma Cheon-so's fingers pierced his scalp, and Cheon Ma Shingong's energy surged.

If I go in even one inch further, I'll die. No, if even my internal energy leaks in, I'll turn to ash without a trace.

That moment when life and death are at stake.

"I didn't kill him."

"……what?"

"It's true. I've never killed a quantum sphere."

"This kid… You don't have to kill him with your own hands to kill him. Even with one fucking stroke of the brush…"

"You don't understand what I'm saying. It's true that I was a nuisance. But I'm not so ignorant as to poison the spirit of the leader so blatantly."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Crack! Ma Cheon-so's hand was pulled back, and the chair fell backwards. A groan of pain accompanied the pain, and blood flowed profusely from his head.

Ma Cheon-so glared at him coldly, as if he were looking at an insect. He then reached out his hand.

Choo choo choo! Then he gets dragged back and his hand grabs his collar.

"You knew how Salgong would move. Otherwise, there would be no reason for Murong Hui to be captured and brought to Cheonsan. The only way for you to know… is Cheongong."

"Ku …

"what?"

"There was someone planted in the Myonggyo. That level of disruption isn't difficult."

I need to tear that mouth open right now. It's just a devil's tongue that confuses and bewilders.

But the hand that Ma Cheon-so held tightly could not break the slender neck.

I felt like his words weren't a lie. It was because I had a gut feeling that I wanted to deny everything.

"You may not know, Sangang. He was the warrior of the Dark Dragon Corps I planted. I heard he was called Samho in Salgung. I think he's already dead and gone."

"ha ha ha……."

A hollow laugh escaped Ma Cheon-so's mouth.

San-gang? Why does his name come from here?

Mountain river… … . Mountain river… … .

'What's your name?'

‘… …It’s a mountain river.’

The bodyguard who came to Somyeong Palace.

'If you're going to live, act like one. Throw away all that cheap attention.'

'I can't live.'

The guy who said he couldn't live on his own.

‘For someone who came from the Murim Alliance, their behavior… … They look like they’re from the Western Regions.’

In the palace, they did not recognize each other and pointed their swords at each other.

'I don't understand… … . That demon on your back… … is definitely… … . Could it be… … ?'

'You are not afraid of death.'

'That can't be… … That can't be.'

'Why do you look like that?'

'That's ridiculous… … . There's no way… … . Why? Why… … ?'

The last look in his eyes, filled with longing and wonder, as he looked at the devil.

And the vague words he spoke when his heart was pierced.

'……all.'

Those words, which I hadn't heard then, came back to me clearly, as if they had come back to life and were speaking to me right next to me.

'… …I missed you.'

Stupid kid.

Salvage? Damn it. He wasn't salvageable, and he wasn't a bodyguard.

He was… …a warrior of the Jeongpa faction.

Ma Cheon-so is exactly the same.

A larva that was trapped in its shell and couldn't even find its form.

"Mountain rivers…"

A trembling voice flowed from Ma Cheon-so's mouth.

"It seems like you knew him."

Jegalmundeng spat out blood and drank arsenic.

I know.

Sangang was not a person who suited Salsu well.

A stupid kid who is weak to affection and easily swayed.

"I also needed to know whether Murong Hui was alive or dead. That's why I sent the head of the Taoist clan, but he never returned. That's why I concluded that he was dead."

As he spoke so calmly, as if reciting a folk tale, Ma Cheon-so felt all the blood drain from his body.

After all, this baby… … Belly.

"I didn't kill Hana Yangjak. That's the only clear faction of history. Also! Cheongung? An evil group can never enter the Martial Arts Alliance. But… how dare a demonic cult… Hah!"

"Jegalmundeng."

Crunch. Ma Cheon-so's grip tightened as if it were going to break his neck.

He soon lowered his head and muttered quietly.

"I said it earlier. I thought you knew the Murim Alliance well. That's right. I know you well. Why do you know?"

Sigh… …. Jegalmundeng was unable to answer properly due to his breathing being choked and frowned.

Then Ma Cheon-so raises his head. His eyes are as evil as a devil's, and his mouth is smiling as if he's drenched in pleasure.

The sight is so beautiful that my mind feels empty.

And at that moment, Ma Cheon-so opened his mouth again.

"I'm a quantum mind."

What? My pupils dilated, and a great, incomprehensible question took over my mind.

Quantum angle? Who? Interest… …?

"I came back to catch a kid like you. It took a long time."

"Okay, wait a minute…."

Jegalmun couldn't continue speaking.

Woof! Ma Cheon-so's fingertips climbed up his chin, then his mouth, then his temples, like a spider, and began to bury a vicious bet into Jegal Mun-deung's head.

"Get out, get out, get out……."

Jegalmundeng's black eyes turned without mercy and blood foamed out of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter if it's not you. Then I'll find you. I'll kill everyone until I find you."

Ma Cheon-so's internal energy was crude. He stirred up the upper dagger of Jegalmun without a destination.

It was a humiliation and a taunt.

The indiscriminate abuse of a predator without any thought for the other person's future.

"Ugh… Ugh…."

Thud. Jegalmundeng finally fell to the floor, trembling like a lunatic and groaning.

The gun in both eyes disappeared, as if dipped in ink, and they became blurry.

Ma Cheon-so glanced at him with empty eyes and then turned away.

I didn't kill him. Ending it like this wouldn't be enough.

I will continue to suffer here, and the day I see the light again will be after I've become a fool.

As we pass through the cave where the devil's lair is, we enter a narrow, damp alley.

"Kik, this is still fun."

There was Guyangryong leaning against the wall and smiling.

"The son of the leader who was reborn as a cult leader turned a hero like Jeongdo into a rag?"

As Ma Cheon-so tried to ignore him and pass by, Guyangryong's hand shot out like a bolt of lightning right in front of his nose.

Shhh! Ma Cheon-so even showed the composure to glance at him absentmindedly, then slapped his arm and struck his chest.

Kwaang! With a loud noise, the pile of rocks crumbled. Suddenly covered in dust, Guyangryong let out a loud roar.

"Kik… hahaha!"

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, I suddenly feel angry when I think about accepting the young master of the Jeongpa sect as the leader?"

"so?"

"so."

Gu Yang-ryong's eyes shone sharply like a poisonous snake that had discovered its prey.

"It's fun. Hehe."

As Ma Cheon-so ignored him and walked past, Guyang-ryong also quickly got up and followed him.

"I think the Bloodless King's son is here. Should I go catch him?"

Ma Cheon-so stopped walking as if on cue at the sound of a voice coming from behind, then started walking again.

This is Yaluljin's story.

"Leave it. It's not yet enough to be bothersome."

"Huh."

"Stay here quietly, because there will be plenty of prey soon."

"Is it true that Sadoryeon comes before the Murim Alliance's leader? Kick…"

Ma Cheon-so stopped walking again and looked at Guyangryong.

This kid… … is quite perceptive.

"why?"

Why?

"Don't laugh. It makes me feel bad."

"Kick, it'll be funny if the Sadoryeonju finds out. They're just being used all the time. The same goes for the Murim Alliance. They even threw away the acting leader under the pretext of catching the Sadoryeon. Haha!"

Tsk. Ma Cheon-so shook his head and started walking again. Of course, he was acting like a child, but he was already over sixty.

If you couldn't even tell this much, you wouldn't be called a great sage.

"Thanks to Sadolyeon, I was able to enter the Murim Alliance without bloodshed, so now it's time to give a gift."

"The tyrant is mine."

"Or so it is."

"How do I kill that kid?"

When I turned my head, I saw Guyangryong nodding his head and pointing at Zhuge Liang, who was lying down.

"What are you asking?"

"yes?"

"You're good at something. Just until you die. You figure it out."

"Kick… Kick kick."

Ma Cheon-so walked forward without any hesitation.

His expression is more serious than usual.

'The Heavenly Palace was clearly in contact with the Murim Alliance. And deeply. If not Jegalmundeng, then who? Surely… . . . '

I tried to erase the vague image that came to mind, and erased it again.

I hoped and hoped that wasn't the case.

The only one who can control the martial arts alliance along with Jegalmun and others.

The sun was so brilliant to him.

'father…….'

A dark shadow fell over Ma Cheon-so's face.

*

The martial arts competition that had the world's attention has ended.

As if to suggest that one end is another beginning, the Central Plains were engulfed in a storm.

The Gupaeilbang was destroyed by the Sadoyeon, and Jegalmun and others, who were revered as heroes, had their masks taken off in front of the crowd and were imprisoned on charges of colluding with the Sadoyeon.

It's like bad news adding to bad news.

But despite that, I didn't lose hope.

A new hero who declared that he would erase the Apostolic Union.

It was because the Sacheonhoeju appeared.

*

Martial Arts Alliance Yonggak

"Immeasurable Life Buddha…"

The great Shaolin monk Bohwa looked around the room filled with gloom and chanted.

The atmosphere was miserable.

The Sabos and Biryongdae who had been following Jegalmun and others returned with serious injuries and were taken to bed, while some who had only light injuries were left gasping for breath, their faces in a dazed state.

Still, these were medicines… … .

'It's a lie! It must all be a lie! It's a lie… It's a lie… It's a lie… .'

Thanks to Seo Ho-pil, Gong Dong-o-ro, who had been sick in bed, went berserk like a madman and disappeared into Gansu after using his divine power.

'Hehehe… … Hehehehe… … .'

And Na Dae-yong, the leader of the Hyeongsan faction, kept laughing and fell into a state of confusion.

It is a truly bleak reality.

"I still can't believe that the former acting director did such a shameless thing."

When the treasure ambassador turned his head, Murong Chan, known as the star-turning dragon, was shaking his head.

"What do you mean you don't believe me? I didn't like him from the start. From the very beginning, his face was full of evil spirits, and he looked like a poor eunuch. Hahaha!"

Who was talking about physiognomy to whom? He wasn't a bandit, but a bankrupt Kunlun Sect demon-exterminating official, and he laughed heartily.

"Bankrupt, cover your mouth! Nothing has been revealed yet, and you dare to frame the agent?!"

This time, Lee Eom-dong, the leader of the Haenam faction, rose to his feet, gaining momentum. He too was attacked by the Blood Ra's group, but fortunately suffered only minor injuries.

"A conspiracy? Jang Moon-in. You just called it a conspiracy? That's quite a feat. Is that something someone who was brought back to life by the hands of the Sadoryeon would say? You should be ashamed!"

"What?!"

"Why? Did I say something wrong? I just didn't say anything all this time, I was just trying to please the agent and keep quiet. It's karma, what goes around comes around!"

"You're saying that now. Can you take responsibility for it?!"

"Why? Surely Jang Moon-in isn't a traitor? Now that I think about it, it's strange. Where on earth did you all go during the competition? Let's start with that."

"bankrupt-!"

It's a miracle. It's a miracle.

The pro-Jegalmun faction, led by Lee Eom-dong, the leader of the Haenam faction, showed their teeth, and those who had maintained neutrality expressed their discontent.

"We must bring the agent in immediately!"

"Nonsense! What are you going to do by bringing in a liver and all?!"

The treasure ambassador sighed. Even the heavens are indifferent. How did the martial arts alliance end up like this?

The authors who came out as representatives of each school of thought only discussed the disposition of Jegalmun and others, putting the safety of the martial arts world second… … .

At that time, the hall was in an uproar with chaos.

Thud! The dragon's gate opened, and a group appeared, their backs turned to the light.

Then everyone stopped bickering and turned their heads.

Each and every one of them is extraordinary.

Open firefighter spring.

The best swordsman in the world, Hyeon Yang Do-in.

Amipa leader Baekryo.

Woo Mu-ja, the leader of the Cheongseongpa faction.

Even the Tang family's poisonous sect, Tang Joha.

However, no one's gaze reached them.

The man in the center of the contract.

A man wearing a gorgeous black robe embroidered in red enters the Taesa Temple.

Eyes that feel empty and eerie at the same time.

Sacheonhoeju Ambassador Ma Cheon-so.

All eyes were fixed on him alone.

Even the noisy Lee Eom-dong and the bankrupt made way with their mouths tightly shut, and the rest also quietly turned their heads to the side and stepped aside.

Whether neutral or pro-Zhuge Liang faction, everyone knew one thing.

Now, that kid who is dominating the crowd has become the true power behind the Murim Alliance.

The fact that we are gathered here today is also because he held the meeting.

Chuck. Ma Cheon-so finally stopped in front of Taesa, brushed his teeth absentmindedly, and turned around.

The gazes that reached him were diverse.

Faith, hope, doubt, anger, despair.

It was a natural trend that arose as times changed.

If it's your first time, you'll likely collapse, forgetting even yourself, under the crushing weight of the burden.

The Chinjegalmun faction, which looked down on him, narrowed its eyes and secretly hoped for this.

one.

"Let's start the meeting."

His voice carried a weight that overwhelmed the room. His face bore the unwavering spirit of a veteran.

A young child with a high distribution? Wrong.

A ruler who rose to the top through asura.

The leader is Ma Cheon So.