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Episode 1080. Next time, it’s your neck. (5)
“Ugh… … .”
The moment Sapaelyeon was no longer in sight, a sound like air was being let out of Jogeol’s mouth. As if that was a signal, the other disciples of Hwasan also lost their strength in their legs and fell to the ground.
Baekcheon, who was staring blankly at the horizon as if his soul had disappeared, spoke in a voice that had no strength left.
“… …Did you go?”
“I think it went?”
“You’re not coming back, are you?”
“Don’t say such nonsense, Sasauk.”
Baekcheon shook his head weakly as if he was tired.
“… … I really thought it was going to happen.”
They had overcome countless crises so far, but this was the first time they had been this anxious. The Demonic Cult alone was enough to make their hearts burst, but now they had to deal with that damn Jang Il-so and Heuk Gwi-bo… … .
Yun Jong muttered while literally sprawled on the floor.
“It feels like I’ve lost a year of life… … .”
“I have three years.”
“The little one has been gone for five years… … .”
Everyone shook their heads with a relieved expression. But they couldn’t completely relax. The thought kept coming to them that those bastards might change their minds and come back at any moment.
‘Jang Il-so.’
Baekcheon looked across the barren land toward the horizon. In fact, for them, this war began with Bishop and ended with Jang Il-so. The impression of Dan-ja-gang, who had shown such bloody inaction, was eventually covered by Jang Il-so.
‘And… … the bishop.’
Baekcheon bit his lip without realizing it. Thinking of the man who had pierced Danjagang’s heart, his body began to tremble.
‘Are there really this many monsters in the world?’
I think I know why Gangho is called Yongdamhohyeol. There were three monsters who turned Gangho upside down one by one. It was hard to tell if it was a blessing or a misfortune to see three of them at the same time.
‘No… … . Not three.’
Baekcheon turned his head.
‘Net.’
I saw Cheongmyeong standing there expressionless.
‘If you think about it, this guy is really amazing.’
At least Jang Il-so brought Black Ghost and Red Dog, and the bishops also brought demonic followers. However, Cheong-myeong only brought a dozen or so people, and shook up the situation where monsters were running wild to eat each other.
‘How would I feel if I saw this guy from the enemy’s perspective?’
Perhaps those who encountered Cheongmyeong returned with something greater than the fear he felt when he saw the bishop or the sense of intimidation he felt when he saw Jang Il-so.
Every time something like this happens, I feel it anew. I’m so used to it that I tend to forget, but it’s amazing how great this guy is.
“why?”
As if he sensed Baekcheon’s gaze staring at him, Cheongmyeong asked bluntly. Baekcheon hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.
“Are you feeling okay?”
There were so many questions I wanted to ask, but the first thing I had to ask was this. It’s a little late now, but I had to ask anyway.
Cheongmyeong chuckled when he heard that.
“Don’t worry too much… … .”
He was speaking calmly, but then he suddenly closed his mouth and tilted his head slightly to the side.
“Why? Who is coming?”
“No, that’s not it.”
“then?”
“… … No. I just feel like something is a little off.”
The moment Baekcheon was about to ask what that meant, red blood flowed out from Cheongmyeong’s nose and mouth. Baekcheon’s eyes widened for a moment.
“You… … . You, you… … . Ah, no, you, you, what’s wrong?”
“uh?”
In response to Baekcheon’s reaction, Cheongmyeong reached out and wiped my face. Cheongmyeong’s expression changed bewildered when he saw the blood soaking his palm.
“……uh?”
“Oh, you got lucky! You little punk! You got lucky, why are you like this?”
“… … No. I was busy recovering my horoscope… … . I couldn’t even do a little bit of healing… … .”
“what?”
When the disciples of Huashan saw the blood drain from Cheongmyeong’s face, they were startled and jumped up.
“No, it’s okay. It’s nothing… … . Huh? Why am I dizzy… … .”
“Cow, Sosoya! Sosoyaaaaah! That little bastard is going to die!”
Jo-geol screamed as he watched Cheong-myeong fall backwards, feeling dizzy.
“Hey, you crazy person!”
And before his scream could even end, Dang So-so had already rolled her eyes and was running towards Qingming.
There was emptiness in Cheongmyeong’s eyes as he lay there looking up at the sky. His lips trembled.
“excuse me…….”
Phew!
“Ugh… … .”
Cheongmyeong, with a needle stuck in the middle of his upper lip, rolled his eyes and trembled.
“Hey, why are you putting spit on your lips?! This has nothing to do with the treatment!”
“It’s a mouth treatment technique I developed. The mouth is the biggest problem in executions.”
“no!”
Phew!
Before Cheongmyeong could say anything, this time a needle dug into the center of his forehead.
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“… … Keep talking. Keep talking.”
A cold air like the wind of hell flowed out from Dang So-so, who was holding a large needle and glaring.
Cheongmyeong kept his mouth shut. It may be surprising, but he, too, has a sense of humor. Especially at a time like this.
“No, this crazy person. I gave you all this time to do your luck, but what? You’re not doing anything weird? Are you really crazy because you want to die, you punk?”
“Sosoya… … . But still, your death sentence… … .”
“What?”
“… … There’s an empty spot over there to put a needle in the crown.”
“yes.”
Phew!
The moment the needle was stuck in Jeongsu-ri, Cheongmyeong fluttered and convulsed like a fish caught on a hook. His watery eyes glared at Baekcheon with resentment. Baekcheon avoided his gaze with a guilty expression.
‘sorry.’
But wouldn’t it be wise to avoid the blowing wind?
“But, private tutoring.”
“huh?”
Jo-geol asked, as if he found it ridiculous.
“Usually, can you separate the recovery of internal energy and the healing of the body?”
“Usually you can’t do it?”
At that moment, a complex expression appeared on Jo-geol’s face. He looked at Cheong-myeong and thought, “It’s also a talent to use that great talent like that.”
Ungeom stared at Cheongmyeong, who was shivering with needles stuck all over her body like a hedgehog, and asked Dang Soso.
“How are you feeling?”
“It’s a mess.”
Dang So-so cut her off and then let out a deep sigh.
“He was so inhuman that he could have recovered, but if he had fought any longer there, he would have really died. No, he really does have thoughts… … .”
“If I hadn’t done that, it wouldn’t have been me who would have died, but everyone here would have died… … .”
Ungeom couldn’t bear to look at the large needle flying towards Cheongmyeong’s beak like a ray of light and tightly closed his eyes.
Phew.
“Ugh… Ugh… … .”
If I just kept my mouth shut, I wouldn’t get stabbed in the face at all, but is that really that hard?
A deep sigh escaped Ungeom’s mouth.
‘It’s not that I don’t understand.’
Tang Xiao Xiao is foolishly angry at Qingming, but in fact, she probably knows that if Qingming had finished his fortune just a little later, there would have been no way of knowing how the situation would have changed.
It was impossible to recover both stamina and body at the same time in that short period of time. In that situation, Cheongmyeong would have had no other choice.
The reason Dang So-so is angry is probably because of her helplessness and self-reproach for forcing Cheong-myeong to do such a thing. Just like Un-geom is feeling right now.
“No. What are you going to say even if I save you! Do you think there would have been a way if I hadn’t done this? Anyway, these days… … . Ugh!”
Yui Seol, who was crouching at Cheongmyeong’s bedside, pushed one of the needles stuck in Cheongmyeong’s forehead with the tip of her finger.
“I understand. I understand your feelings, but if it gets too deep, you’ll really die.”
“That’s what I told you to do.”
Dang So-so glanced at Yu Yi-seol’s expressionless face and quietly lowered her eyes.
“… … The fire was put out.”
“How do I light the fire again?”
“… … But I still want to live.”
“hmm.”
Yui Seol looked down at Cheongmyeong as if she didn’t like it at all. Even the world’s best Cheongmyeong couldn’t help but avoid her gaze at that moment.
“That guy is really crazy.”
Baekcheon, who was watching the scene, muttered and shook his head.
“Sosoya.”
“Yes, private tutor.”
“So when will the treatment be over?”
“It’s impossible to fully recover here. We’re just breathing a little. That’s already over.”
“Huh? But why do you keep sticking the needle in?”
“Shall I pick it?”
Baekcheon hesitated and thought for a moment, then nodded heavily.
“Let’s just stick it in a little longer.”
“yes.”
Lim So-byeong, who was listening to the conversation of the disciples of the volcano blowing in the cold wind, suddenly shivered from the cold air that came over him.
“… … One gout will make you cry.”
Looking at my clothes that had hundreds of holes in them, Qingming’s face distorted. Then, Tang Xiaoxiao grabbed the acupuncture needle that she had retrieved.
“Why? Are you cold? Should I block that hole again?”
“… … What did I say? I didn’t say anything.”
Qingming slowly withdrew from Tang Xiaosu. Personally, Tang Xiaosu was scarier than the bishop at this time.
“Anyway, really.”
Dang So-so ground her teeth. The sound was terrifying. Im So-byeong smiled bitterly to himself.
‘Should I say I owe you something?’
Even if he hadn’t gone to such lengths, Jang Il-so would have let Cheong-myeong live. That was Lim So-byeong’s opinion. Cheong-myeong was someone Jang Il-so absolutely could not let die at this point.
But Im So-byeong knows. The only thing Jang Il-so needs is Cheong-myeong. As for the other disciples of Hwa-san, he doesn’t care whether they die or not. No, it might have been better to kill them.
‘In my case, there’s nothing to think about.’
If he was Jang Il-so, he would have killed Im So-byeong right here, right now. No matter what.
Having guessed all this, Cheongmyeong tried to regain the power to threaten Jang Il-so. In the middle of this dangerous battlefield, he left an adventurer who was trying to gain fortune.
‘in result…….’
In the end, they succeeded in not losing a single casualty in this bloody battlefield. Incredibly.
Lim So-byeong had thought that the volcano had not caused any casualties until now, but it was just a matter of luck. Considering the battlefield they had been through, it would have been more strange if there had been no casualties.
But I learned something for sure through this battle.
‘It wasn’t luck.’
Luck means something that is given unintentionally. A result that the leader has prepared thoroughly, if not terribly, is not called luck.
Lim So-byeong also knows, as he leads a group, how meaningless and difficult it is to exclude sacrifices in martial arts.
But the Volcanic Sword Association actually did things that were impossible to even imagine. Sometimes preparing, sometimes rushing, and sometimes risking their lives on adventure.
Lim So-byeong could not even imagine how much trouble Cheongmyeong had gone through while leading the Hwasan sect to this point.
‘What a truly amazing person.’
Lim So-byeong looked at Cheongmyeong with new eyes. Cheongmyeong’s back, standing tall in the desolate land, felt incredibly huge at this moment.