Chapter 469

Vol 2 Chapter 109. This is Mine. Got it? (1)

As the opinion of the Murim Alliance was unified, the meeting with the Hegemon Blade Sect proceeded rapidly.

The location was a wide basin on the outskirts of Chengdu.

It was decided that both sides would gather there for the meeting.

“Looking at the location, it seems that if the meeting breaks down, a war will break out immediately.”

“They probably designated this location for that purpose.”

“Let’s not be careless and be mentally prepared.”

And so, the Murim Alliance, along with all their elite troops, headed to the promised place at the promised time.

When they arrived at the location, the Hegemon Blade Sect was already there and had taken their positions.

“Hmm….”

“Ahem….”

“Tsk.”

The figures of the Murim Alliance who looked at the scene all frowned and could not easily speak.

It was because the basin before them was teeming with the Hegemon Blade Sect.

“How can a single sect mobilize such a large force?”

The Sect Master of the Zhongnan Sect, Dowon, said as if in lament.

The Murim Alliance had gathered the elite forces of each sect and brought them when they came to Sichuan.

The number was three hundred.

It was not a small number.

In fact, they could have brought more, but it was a number they had gathered, prioritizing elite status.

With this number, they were honestly confident that they could face ten times the number.

However….

“Was the influence of the Hegemon Blade Sect this great?”

“This is less like a martial arts sect and more like an army.”

Now, before their eyes, the disciples of the Hegemon Blade Sect were spread out all over the basin.

The number seemed to be over five thousand, even at a low estimate.

It was a number that went beyond the concept of what a martial arts sect could mobilize.

As the figures of the Murim Alliance were overwhelmed by the scene before them, a man approached.

“Murim Alliance? Right?”

At the extremely rude words, a few of them flared up, but the Divine Monk raised his hand to stop them.

And he calmly said, making a half-salute.

“I am Myeong-hyeon of Shaolin.”

“It’s Beon Kwae.”

At that, the Murim Alliance stirred greatly.

“Blood Killing Wind and Cloud Sword Beon Kwae?”

“It seems he has joined the Hegemon Blade Sect.”

“Hmm….”

Beon Kwae was the twenty-third disciple of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

He was a supreme master who had made a name for himself in the martial world and was designated as a target of caution by the Murim Alliance.

As expected, he seemed to have joined the revival of the Hegemon Blade Sect.

“Follow me.”

“This bastard….”

“How dare you?”

At Beon Kwae’s arrogant tone, a few of them were about to flare up, but again, the Divine Monk raised his hand to stop them.

And he said to them.

“Did we not come to this place for a meeting?”

As the Alliance Leader himself said this, the others couldn’t help but suppress their anger.

And so, the group, guided by Beon Kwae, arrived in front of the Hegemon Blade Sect, which was encamped.

And there, they could not help but be astonished.

“Welcome to see you. I am Yu Seop of the Hegemon Blade Sect. In the martial world, I am called the White Face Death Lord.”

A young man with the appearance of a handsome young nobleman, dressed in a white scholar’s robe.

Yes, this could be expected.

They had already heard through the Beggars’ Sect that the White Face Death Lord, Yu Seop, had joined the Hegemon Blade Sect.

However, the one next to him was just….

It was truly, utterly incomprehensible.

“Oh, everyone’s here?”

The man who was leisurely enjoying a drink slightly behind the White Face Death Lord, Yu Seop, who was politely making a fist-and-palm salute, was unmistakably….

“Co-Commander Patrick? What are you doing now?”

To say this one phrase, the Divine Monk had to mobilize all the training and patience he had accumulated so far.

And the answer that came back was….

“Hahaha. I’m a hostage right now.”

“……”

“Sorry.”

Seeing Patrick apologize with a smile that showed no remorse at all, the Divine Monk was at a loss for words.

And….

“Keoheok!”

He heard the sound of someone vomiting blood and collapsing behind him.

“Senior Brother!”

“Vice-Commander?!”

He knew who it was without even looking.

* * *

Mun Yul thought.

Where was Patrick Sky Schneider, the Bong-gong of the main Twin Dragon Sect and the Commander of the Twin Dragon Squad, now?

The last he had heard was that he was going to the Hegemon Blade Sect.

As soon as he heard that, he had vomited blood and collapsed, and the news he heard when he got up again was….

“Nothing happened?”

“Yes. It is said that there seems to have been a battle at the Hegemon Blade Sect, but it is difficult for even the Beggars’ Sect to obtain any more information than that.”

“Right. That would be so. No matter what, it would be difficult even for the Beggars’ Sect to know what’s going on inside the Hegemon Blade Sect.”

Mun Yul thought calmly.

Bong-gong said he was going to the Hegemon Blade Sect.

But his current whereabouts could not be determined.

If so….

“Could something have happened to Bong-gong?”

“That is one possibility.”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“……”

“……”

Mun Yul and Sanghun, who were talking, looked at each other blankly.

“For some reason, I’m not worried at all.”

“Me neither.”

“Basically, he’s not someone who would die just because someone tried to kill him, is he?”

“That is a very reasonable opinion.”

It wasn’t a joke, but if it were that Bong-gong, even if he had a fight with the Hegemon Blade Sect, he would somehow be able to take care of himself.

Mun Yul knew now.

He came to know as his skills and experience grew.

Just how fearsome a monster the Bong-gong of his sect was.

When he looked at the Sect Masters of the Nine Sects One Gang or the Clan Heads of the Five Great Families, he could get a general idea of their strength.

Among them, there were even some he thought he could handle.

But when he looked at Bong-gong, the feeling was the same now as it was then.

He couldn’t see the end.

It was a feeling of something so vast that he didn’t even have the will to stand against it.

In fact, unless the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor was revived from the grave, it seemed that there was no one in the world who could do anything to Bong-gong.

Since it was that Bong-gong….

“Let’s not worry too much. He’ll show up when the time comes.”

“Will that be alright?”

“There is no existence in the world that can harm him. And if he doesn’t show himself to us now, that in itself must have a meaning.”

“A meaning?”

“Sanghun. Have you ever seen Bong-gong do anything meaningless?”

“I’ve seen it a lot.”

“……”

Right.

So it was.

Indeed, he was that kind of person.

“Ahem, but isn’t he someone who does important things well?”

“That’s true, but….”

“Let’s trust Bong-gong. We don’t know where or what he’s doing, but there must be a deep intention.”

* * *

“That’s what I said just a few days ago, but….”

“Senior Brother….”

“Why did I put my faith in that man? Why? After all that, why?”

Mun Yul, tearing at his hair in agony.

Sanghun deeply sympathized with Mun Yul’s feelings, but on the other hand….

“Senior Brother, everyone can hear you. Please speak more softly….”

“Let’s just quit everything and go live somewhere deep in the mountains, tilling the land.”

Dangerous.

His eyes looked a little too serious.

It was Mun Yul with an expression as if he had lost everything in the world.

To such a Mun Yul, Patrick shouted back.

“Hey, you punk! A head disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect abandoning the grace of his sect like that. Huh?!”

At Patrick’s shout, Mun Yul also shouted back.

“The grace of the sect, my foot, what in the world are you doing now? Huh?”

“I told you, didn’t I? I’m a hostage….”

“A hostage? A hostage, you say?”

“Yeah. Punk, I’m thirsty… Oh? The liquor’s run out. Hey, Lightning!”

“Here you go.”

As Patrick spoke, Beon Kwae, who had guided the Murim Alliance figures just a moment ago, quickly brought new liquor.

“You’re a little slow, Lightning.”

“It’s Beon Kwae.”

“Let’s be a little quicker, our Lightning.”

“…Yes.”

Poor Lightning.

Patrick opened the new liquor, gulped it down, and then shouted at Mun Yul again.

“Punk, if a god-like Bong-gong is held hostage by the vicious Unorthodox Alliance punks, shouldn’t you bravely defeat the Unorthodox Alliance punks and save this Bong-gong? Right? Am I wrong?”

“Just beat them all up and come back.”

“That’s not the proper way for a hostage to act.”

“Keu… Uuuuugh….”

In the end, Mun Yul was about to grab the back of his neck and pass out again.

It was Mun Yul who was showing signs of developing a serious vascular disease at a young age.

And everyone, both righteous and evil, who saw this scene had one thought.

‘I don’t know what to say….’

‘I don’t know what to say….’

* * *

Yu Seop, after watching the whole situation, opened his mouth.

“I will formally make a request to the Divine Monk Myeong-hyeon, the Alliance Leader of the Murim Alliance and the Abbot of Shaolin.”

“Hmm?”

“Let’s start the meeting.”

“Ah. Ummm…. We should. We should, but….”

The Divine Monk looked to one side.

There was Mun Yul, who had collapsed, grabbing the back of his neck and foaming at the mouth.

As Yun-a was urgently checking his condition, Patrick approached and said….

“Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of kid is it that gets Qi Deviation so often?”

“You’re the cause, Bong-gong.”

“Hey, no way….”

“Aaargh, I’m getting it too. I’m getting it too.”

At Patrick’s words, Yun-a also grabbed the back of her neck and shouted back.

“Get away! You said you’re a hostage, so why did you come all the way here?”

“It’s fine. I’m a free hostage.”

“Where is there such a thing?!”

The Divine Monk turned his head again and looked intently at Yu Seop before him.

Do you want to have a meeting in this situation?

Really?

At the Divine Monk’s gaze, Yu Seop said in a firm voice.

“We cannot have a normal conversation if we pay attention to them.”

“Ah, ummm….”

Yu Seop’s words had a point.

“Alright. Let’s start the meeting.”

“Thank you.”

And so, the negotiations between the Hegemon Blade Sect and the Murim Alliance began.

“First of all, our Murim Alliance cannot help but express our grave regret regarding the disturbance the Hegemon Blade Sect has caused in Sichuan this time.”

“I understand the Great Master’s meaning. However, we have no reason to consider that.”

“Are you saying you will ignore the order of the martial world?”

“Is not the survival of the fittest the only and absolute order of the martial world?”

“You people….”

Just as the Divine Monk was about to show his anger and argue, Yu Seop raised his hand to stop him and said.

“Enough, I did not come here to have a boring conversation discussing the values of the righteous and evil.”

“……”

“Let’s set aside justifications and values for now and first thoroughly consider the practical interests.”

At Yu Seop’s words, the Divine Monk quietly chanted Amitabha and then said.

“Speak. Was it not you who first requested the meeting?”

“A truce.”

“A truce….”

“Let’s stop the battle on both sides at the current stage, recognize each other’s territory, and refrain from conflict.”

“……”

A surprising proposal.

It was hard to believe that such a proposal was first made by the Hegemon Blade Sect.

Until just a short while ago, the Hegemon Blade Sect, which was pressuring the Orthodox Faction with force and moving for the unification of the martial world, why did they suddenly change their policy?

The reason was clear.

“Did the Evil-Breaking Swordsman say so?”

At the Divine Monk’s question, Yu Seop opened his fan to half-cover his face and looked away, saying.

“I am just conveying the will of the Sect Leader.”

It seemed to be correct.

Right now, the Hegemon Blade Sect had been defeated by a single Evil-Breaking Swordsman.

And as a price for that defeat, they were proposing such a humiliating condition.

If so….

“If the Hegemon Blade Sect completely withdraws from Chengdu… no, from Sichuan, will you agree to it?”

“How dare this stinking monk.”

For a moment, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Yu Seop’s body.

Indeed, he was also a disciple of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

And among them, a powerhouse within the top ten.

Behind him, who looked like an ordinary scholar, it seemed as if a giant snake that could swallow an ox in one bite could be seen.

But the Divine Monk was also not an easy person.

A faint Buddha light rose from his entire body, resisting Yu Seop’s killing intent.

And he said….

“If you don’t like that, we will not agree to this meeting.”

“……”

Yu Seop closed his eyes tightly and thought.

And then….

“There is one condition.”

“Please speak.”

“I would like you to find a man.”

“I don’t know who it is, but if you think we will sell out an innocent person, you are greatly mistaken.”

“Don’t worry. He is definitely not an innocent person.”

“…Who are you trying to find?”

To the Divine Monk’s question, Yu Seop said.

“Poisonous Hand Ghost Doctor Gongson Sang.”

“…He is?”

“That is correct. The fourth-ranked disciple of my master.”

“Why are you looking for him? What are you going to do when you find him?”

“Are you telling me to tell you every detail of my sect’s affairs?”

“We cannot cooperate without knowing the reason.”

At the Divine Monk’s words, Yu Seop said with an annoyed expression.

“If it weren’t for the Evil-Breaking Swordsman, I would just kill you all….”

“……”

“I have no choice.”

Yu Seop, as if resigned, withdrew his killing intent and sighed, then said.

“The reason I am looking for him is for revenge.”

“Revenge…. Surely not?”

“That is correct.”

“……”

“Gongson Sang, he is the very culprit who killed our master and the absolute ruler of the martial world, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.”

Even the Divine Monk of the world could not help but be greatly surprised at this moment.