Chapter 470

Vol 2 Chapter 110. This is Mine. Got it? (2)

Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

Regardless of righteous or evil, the footsteps he left behind hold great significance in the history of the martial world.

He was a figure with a presence so great that his name could be cautiously mentioned even when discussing the number one person of all time, surpassing the number one person under the heavens.

When he suddenly died, various theories arose, but none were ever proven to be true.

But now, that secret has been revealed.

Not only the Divine Monk, but also the other members of the Murim Alliance were unable to contain their astonishment.

“Amitabha….”

The Divine Monk first calmed his mind and calmly opened his mouth.

“I know that the Poisonous Hand Ghost Doctor Gongson Sang is a master whose level is very close to the profound realm. But no matter how much that is the case, is it possible for him to kill the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor?”

“First, let me correct you. He is not a master who is close to the profound realm, but a master who reached the profound realm a long time ago.”

“……”

The Divine Monk’s brow twitched.

And Yu Seop continued to speak.

“And he was also the physician who looked after Master’s body.”

“Are you saying he was poisoned?”

“I don’t know the method. But it was his role to carefully examine and prescribe for Master’s body.”

“……”

“In addition, considering his medical skills, which are unparalleled in the world, he would have had plenty of opportunity and means.”

“……”

It was a claim that made sense.

A master of the profound realm, a physician who examined the body at the closest distance.

Certainly, under such conditions, it might be possible to kill the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

“Then your purpose is revenge?”

“That is correct.”

“……”

“What is it? Are you suspicious because the Unorthodox Alliance punks who don’t even know propriety are avenging their master?”

From a Buddhist’s standpoint, it’s a bit much to say ‘that’s right’ here.

However….

“Amitabha….”

Patrick’s words were right.

This was truly versatile.

Yu Seop said with an annoyed expression.

“Whether you believe it or not, our motive is clear. And above all, I will make it clear that the justification you all love so much is also certain.”

“Hmmm….”

It was true.

Revenge for one’s master.

Although the Hegemon Blade Sect was an Unorthodox Alliance, if they moved with this justification, it would be difficult for even the Orthodox Faction to put a stop to it rashly.

“What we want is only to grasp the whereabouts of Gongson Sang. Since there is a limit with only the intelligence network of the Unorthodox Alliance, we hope that you will cooperate.”

The Divine Monk rolled his prayer beads a few times and then said.

“If we cooperate, will you withdraw from Sichuan?”

“I promise.”

There was nothing to lose.

Just the fact that they could stop the war that could break out at any moment was a blessing.

Although it was unsettling to get involved in the internal disputes of the Unorthodox Alliance, there was no reason to deny it in terms of justification.

As long as there was a just purpose of revenge for one’s master.

“We will accept the condition.”

“The meeting is concluded.”

Yu Seop and the Divine Monk shook hands.

With this, the righteous-evil war that seemed on the verge of breaking out again was stopped for now.

For now, that is.

* * *

The righteous-evil war that had reached a touch-and-go point did not break out in the end.

At least for now.

That meant that peace had come to the martial world for now.

“Ah, let’s go, you man!”

“No! I’m not going!”

Except for here, that is.

Mun Yul, who was grabbing Patrick’s clothes and struggling to drag him, and Patrick, who was lying down and resisting by using the Thousand-Pound Drop.

It was the sight of the Bong-gong and the head disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect, who had recently been making a name for themselves in the martial world.

Mun Yul struggled with all his might and then finally shouted in frustration.

“Ah, don’t we have to go home?”

“I told you I’m a hostage. Don’t you know what a hostage is? A hostage?”

Patrick puffed out his chest and said proudly.

[That’s something to be proud of, you punk.]

‘Ah, be quiet. You know why I’m doing this….’

Patrick glanced at the sky and then said to Mun Yul.

“A good hostage should not escape rashly but wait patiently until someone rescues them.”

“Ah… Aoooh….”

Mun Yul was about to grab the back of his neck and collapse again.

“Young Hero.”

“My Lord.”

At that, beautiful women approached from all sides and hurriedly supported Mun Yul.

Patrick, seeing that, smirked and then said again.

“Anyway, I’ll be observing the way of the hostage here for a while, so I entrust the sect to you.”

“Does that make sen— Aack!”

SMACK!

“This punk, if I tell you to do something, you should just do it. Where are you talking back to Bong-gong so readily?”

“Ugh….”

“You punk, in my day….”

[You were worse, punk. Where are you trying to fabricate the truth?]

‘Was I? I think I might have been….’

He couldn’t deny this.

“Ahem, ahem…. Anyway, I’m staying here. You go back to the sect and focus on your training.”

“How can I go, leaving Bong-gong here?”

“Is there a problem with me being here?”

“There is. If Bong-gong is here, the Hegemon Blade Sect will….”

Mun Yul thought.

If Patrick was here as a hostage, the Hegemon Blade Sect would….

He turned his head and looked at the Hegemon Blade Sect side.

There….

‘Please, just take him with you. Please.’

‘Hang in there, Little New Dragon.’

‘You can do it.’

Although they couldn't say it out loud, gazes filled with a passionate heat were poured out.

“In all my life, what the….”

He hadn't lived very long, but he hadn't expected to receive such enthusiastic support from the Unorthodox Alliance.

Indeed, wherever he was, Bong-gong was Bong-gong.

An existence that brought hardship and suffering to those around him just by existing.

That was Patrick.

“Hoooooo….”

Mun Yul let out a deep sigh and then said.

“I’ll ask you just one thing, Bong-gong.”

“What is it?”

“Is there a reason you must stay here as a hostage? Besides the purpose of dealing a blow to the Hegemon Blade Sect’s finances with your liquor bills.”

“Yes. There is.”

“Is that so?”

Mun Yul sighed again and then clasped his hands together in a fist-and-palm salute, saying.

“Understood. Then this disciple will follow Bong-gong’s will.”

At that moment….

“Damn it.”

“That gutless bastard!”

“Die. You damn bastard!”