173 – EP.7 Advent of the Heavenly Demon (Part 1)-1

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Four years after the death of the disciple of Yeomrun Gong.

The case of the murder of warriors of the prestigious Segawa clan was making a stir in the world.

There have already been more than 20 victims, but there was no relationship to tie them down.

Apart from that, the victims had only one thing in common: they were all burnt and blackened.

The Murim Maeng externally announced that an evil monster was attacking the Murim people, but the Murim Maeng’s leadership was aware of the monster’s existence.

Owned by the 37th Yeomrun Gong Namgung.

She was the main character in this heinous incident.

Some have speculated that she went mad while practicing martial arts.

Some asserted that she lusted after power and abandoned the path of righteousness.

Some thought she was taking revenge.

I know what she’s going to do, but I don’t know what she wants.

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Dokgo-nam, who recently took over as the leader, was in trouble because he couldn’t come up with a sharp solution to this situation.

“I heard that even Jegalse has reached the point where recovery is impossible…”

Everyone became dumb because of the information they heard.

“Why don’t you call the previous dyer? You’re her teacher, so maybe you can subdue it?”

When someone cautiously suggested an opinion, Binggum shook his head, having now put down the name of Ice Wheel.

“The former Lei Lun Gong and the modern Lei Lun Gong are already dead. Lei Lun Gong is the most defensive martial art of all the traditional martial arts. I think the state of possessing Namgung has already surpassed all of us here.”

“Then, I guess we have no choice but to form a subjugation party. Just like when we caught the blood ghost…”

The quiet voice of the lonely man resonated firmly in the room.

“First of all, the blue dragon lord will confirm the location of the former Yeomrun Gong, because she will have enough power. The Air Force selects the personnel of the subjugation party.”

With Dokgonam’s instructions, the meeting ended.

People rushed out of the room, and there was even an ice sword in it.

Binggum slowly slowed down his pace, and eventually faced Cheongyeon, who was walking the slowest down the hallway.

Binggum saw his apprentice’s pupils shake.

“Yuna.”

Binggum called his disciple.

“…Yes. Master.”

The disciple answered the master’s call.

“Did you tell Soyou?”

Cheongyeon gulped down her saliva at Binggum’s words that seemed to pierce her insides.

Cheong-yeon regretted asking So-yu to look at Maeng’s records.

It was because of the thought that this opportunity would be able to break the pitiful yoke of the flame wheel passed down from the previous generation to the previous generation.

However, Soyou moved differently from her expectations.

“…I am not me.”

Cheongyeon closed her eyes and turned her head.

Binggum smiled wryly at the student’s appearance and turned around.

“Maybe it was the problem of letting you know the secret of the Dynamite.”

“The reason I told you about the secret of the Dynamite was because I was afraid that you would become obsessed with becoming stronger.”

Binggum tried to raise the corner of his mouth by force, but he couldn’t hide his bitter expression.

“Master.”

Seeing the teacher’s weak figure, Cheongyeon’s lips trembled.

“Cheongyeon-ah. You are the most caring and compassionate child I have ever seen while wandering around Moorim.”

“That’s why I was able to teach you Ice Lun Gong without any worries.”

– If ice skating is operated for a long time, people’s hearts become cold.

Binggum added.

“I had the belief that if you had a warm heart, you wouldn’t take people’s lives carelessly even if you practiced the ice wheel for a long time. And you always lived up to that belief.”

“But… it seems that your warm heart is producing bad results this time.”

Binggum slowly moved his feet.

Cheongyeon reached out her hand involuntarily, but did not grab the hem of the teacher’s clothes.

It was because she realized how big of a mistake her actions were to grab the hem of her teacher’s clothes.

Until he passed through the hallway, Binggum continued to turn his back on his pupil.

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Carrying daily necessities bought at the market, a short-haired woman climbed the mountain path.

The woman climbed the mountain, stepping on the rocks as if she had become a god.

Upon reaching the mountainside, a cabin appeared where she had been staying for half a year.

Although the cabin was small, it was recently built and was polished without any signs of damage.

As she wobbly weaved tree branches up and passed through the assortment of walls, a small yard greeted her.

“……”

The woman looked at the cabin for a moment, then set her belongings down on the floor.

“Come out.”

And then he said to the house.

– Kiki

The door opened, and a man she knew well appeared.

Black uniform, white outerwear.

She wore an earring in one ear and her long hair was tied back.

A disciple of his own with eyes shining redder than blood.

It was owned by Namgung.

Yeomjin was not ignorant of the affairs of the world. No, I knew better.

And he knew that Soyou would come find him someday.

“It’s been a while.”

“…I don’t think it’s a situation to say hello to each other.”

Soyou’s eyes shone sharply, but he did not abandon his manners.

The flesh emanating from his small body stung Yeomjin’s body.

“Yeah, if you’ve come this far, you must have known everything.”

Yeomjin smiled coolly.

Life was not a resigned laugh. That made Soyou feel bad.

“Do you find this funny?”

“I didn’t laugh at you. It just reminded me of the old days.”

“It could have come sooner, but it didn’t.”

Coming out to the yard, Soyou looked up at Yeomjin.

“Why?”

“It’s because I had to find records about Yeomryun Gong. There wasn’t much known about it… but after collecting rumors, writings, and graffiti, I came to know an interesting fact.”

“Which one?”

“When the time for succession came, there was a strange custom of inviting disciples to disciples.”

“…….”

“Teacher said that having a seal was an expedient, but all generations of Yeomrun Gong practiced expedients.”

“But… there was no such record in the Murim Order. After the succession, it is written that the person who inherited the name of Yeomrun Gong accepted the disciple.”

The owner twisted his mouth.

“Isn’t it strange? I’m sure they brought in disciples, but there’s no record of them.”

Soyou’s eyes shone.

“And the disciples who received the expedient have two things in common.”

“What is it?”

“One is losing one’s life in an unexpected accident.”

Soyou took a step closer to Yeomjin.

“The other is that he had a close relationship with the person who inherited the name of Yeomrun Gong.”

Soyou approached Yeomjin once again.

“I learned the name of this act from the diary of a village chief.”

“Forcibly fall into the heart, and use it as firewood to greatly improve one’s internal energy…”

“Accelerate.”

Soyou looked up at Yeomjin and growled.

“Yeah, you got it right.”

Yeomjin looked down at Soyou with an expressionless face.

“Wasn’t the martial arts greatness what you wanted?”

“Master must have gone through the same thing as me, so why do you do such a terrible thing?”

“Yes, I was resentful at first too. But, Souya. Think carefully.”

Yeomjin started persuading the student with a calm face.

“You may feel it too, but the level of you before and now is the difference between heaven and earth.”

“Killing one person gave you the power to save hundreds. You gained the level that someone spent their whole life trying to achieve, and you got it in two years.”

As Yeomjin’s teacher did to Yeomjin a long time ago, Yeomjin carefully placed his hands on Soyou’s shoulders.

“…Master, don’t you feel sorry for In-ho?”

When So-yu asked Yeom-jin, Yeom-jin laughed as if he did not understand.

“You mean to feel sorry for the pigs you raise to eat?”

With Yeomjin’s last words, the light in Soyou’s eyes disappeared.