noveltune Chapter 85
Chapter 85
Chapter 85‘Damn mortal bastard!’
Was he finally trying to find out about her past in this way?
For a moment, she pondered whether she should break the seal of the wooden doll and leave.
Just then, the master of the Corpse Blood Valley, Lee Ji-yeom, spoke.
“Since my liege has spoken thus, I will briefly commit a discourtesy. How did the incident of that day…”
-Damn mortal! Stop him right now. My past, in this way…
Feeling desperate, she shouted for him to stop.
However, Mok Gyeong-un had no intention of doing so.
In any case, if he encountered something related to her past, like with the Li family, he would find out what had happened one way or another.
Just what had she experienced to become a vengeful spirit…
-Flinch!
At that moment, the master of the Corpse Blood Valley, Lee Ji-yeom, and Mok Gyeong-un simultaneously looked in a certain direction.
It was towards the outside of the building.
-What is it? Why are you acting like that?
Cheong-ryeong, sealed inside the wooden doll, could not sense the external energy.
So she was puzzled when the two reacted simultaneously like this.
The master of the Corpse Blood Valley, Lee Ji-yeom, had already approached the window.
-Clack!
As he opened the paper-covered window, the courtyard in front of the lodging was revealed.
There were red-belted warriors standing guard in front of it, and nothing was happening.
At this, Lee Ji-yeom slightly tilted his head.
He was sure there was something that stimulated his senses just now.
But it had disappeared in an instant.
‘What was that?’
The energy he felt just now was too ominous to ignore.
However, now that it had disappeared, it was difficult to
“The monster making pig squealing sounds died…”
“Gal-jeo? Gal-jeo died?”
Did that monster also have a name?
He wasn’t sure what it was, but it seemed to refer to that wolf monster making pig squealing sounds, so senior warrior Bong-yang nodded and replied.
“Yes. It seems to have died during the second checkpoint.”
“What do you mean?”
In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, couldn’t hide his bewilderment.
That was because he knew how the checkpoints were conducted due to the ‘thing’ in the cave and the Spirit God Parasitic Poison Art.
Moreover, didn’t the Primal Killing Pavilion manufacture the flag used in the second checkpoint?
In the first place, the key point of that checkpoint was to run away from the monster, and there was no one who could catch it.
“That can’t be…”
“One of the trainees killed it.”
“What? You’re saying one of the trainees killed Gal-jeo?”
At these words, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, couldn’t hide his surprise.
Even ordinary wolves were difficult to deal with without weapons or martial arts.
Yet they were saying that among the boys aged 16 to 19, there was someone who killed the phantom wolf with bare hands?
“Is that true?”
He found it hard to believe.
Jo Ui-gong also seemed to have the same thought as his master In Seo-ok, as he asked back in disbelief.
Then, senior warrior Bong-yang spoke as if frustrated.
“Sigh. It’s true. We also couldn’t believe the report at first, but that kid tore apart the monster’s mouth and killed it. If you truly can’t believe it, the monster’s corpse should be in the cave…”
“What? Tore apart its mouth?”
“No. Can’t you just go and see for yourself?”
At senior warrior Bong-yang’s words, Jo Ui-gong was dumbfounded.
There were also ranks among the phantom wolves.
Even the lowest grade, the Fierce Beast, required Taoist masters to be at least at the Moon-level to deal with it.
Let alone the Monstrous Beast, which was one rank higher.
It was something an ordinary human could not handle.
As he was in disbelief, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, asked.
“Is the trainee safe, at least?”
“He’s safe. Rather, he was less injured than the other trainees.”
“My word.”
An exclamation flowed from the mouth of In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion.
Just what kind of fellow was he to be able to do such a thing with bare hands?
From the perspective of a Taoist master, he couldn’t help but be interested.
So he asked.
“May I ask for the name of that trainee?”
Well, that wasn’t difficult.
“It’s a kid named Mok Gyeong-un.”
“Master!”
As soon as those words were spoken, Jo Ui-gong called out to In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, in an excited voice.
He was so surprised that he unconsciously called him master as soon as he heard the name.
Realizing his mistake, Jo Ui-gong suppressed his excitement and spoke.
“It’s that child.”
“That child?”
“Didn’t I tell you? The child I accepted as a disciple was sent to the Corpse Blood Valley by the Society Leader’s order, so please inform him…”
At those words, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, frowned.
The child his disciple he had accepted as a disciple had killed the monster?
This was quite surprising.
So he asked.
“When did you accept that child as a disciple?”
“It hasn’t even been half a month since I accepted him.”
“What?”
The eyes of In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, widened.
A kid who had only received teachings on esoteric arts for half a month had single-handedly caught the monster Gal-jeo?
Since he was sent to the Corpse Blood Valley, he wouldn’t have had talismans or magic tools, right?
Then Jo Ui-gong whispered to him.
“Just in case, the disciple gave him a ring with incantations inscribed on it, but even so, isn’t it remarkable that he did this alone with his own strength?”
At his words, In Seo-ok stared intently at Jo Ui-gong.
He knew better than anyone what a ring with incantations inscribed on it was.
He had directly taught the method of making it, so there was no way he wouldn’t know.
However, even if he had that, catching a phantom wolf of the Ghost Beast level was definitely not an easy task.
No, it was practically impossible.
‘If what Ui-gong says is true, he has accepted a disciple with an absurdly outstanding talent.’
He had no choice but to acknowledge it.
He understood why Jo Ui-gong had insisted so much on informing the Society Leader.
If he had that level of talent, it was only natural for him to do so.
‘I want to see him in person.’
What kind of fellow he was.
However, there was something he had been suspicious of from the start.
He had tried to brush it off, thinking there was no way, but this feeling was unmistakable after all.
“Hand me the cane.”
“Pardon?”
“Didn’t I tell you to hand it over?”
At his master’s words, Jo Ui-gong looked puzzled but handed over his cane.
Then, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, lightly tapped the ground with the cane.
-Thud!
-Jingle jingle!
At that moment, the silver coins on the head of the cane shook strongly.
Along with it, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, muttered softly.
“Ma-yang-gak-seo Seo-won-un-jeong Jeo-won-gi-yun…”
-Swoosh!
The jingling sound of the silver coins gradually grew louder.
Then finally,
-Thud!
The red-belted warriors, who had been nodding off, collapsed on the ground as if they had fallen asleep.
Even the senior warrior Bong-yang was no exception.
“What on earth is…hmm.”
-Thud!
“Master, what…”
Jo Ui-gong couldn’t hide his bewilderment at In Seo-ok’s sudden incantation.
That was because his master’s chanted incantation was not just for putting people to sleep or making them faint.
It was invisible to ordinary people’s eyes, but to Jo Ui-gong’s eyes, the gray-colored lines that appeared whenever In Seo-ok shook the silver coins on the cane were clearly visible.
-Swoosh!
The gray-colored lines that appeared like that created a semicircular curtain covering a distance of about 15 jang (approx. 50 meters).
‘Spell power barrier.’
Spell power barrier.
It was a barrier created by a Taoist master’s spell power.
Among the Taoist masters of the Divine-Sun-Moon-Profound-Transmission, only those whose spell power reached the Sun level or higher could create it, and it was comparable to the Ghost Realm created by high-grade vengeful spirits.
However, why did his master, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, suddenly create a spell power barrier?
Just then,
-Swoosh!
At that moment, chains shot out from the cart carrying the spies and pounced on In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion.
“Master!”
-Swish!
“Don’t interfere.”
In Seo-ok shook his head and lightly swung his cane.
Then, the chains that had been rushing towards him were all bent and crashed to the ground.
“This is?”
Jo Ui-gong instantly realized that the chains were made of spiritual power.
He looked at the cart,
“Ugh…”
There, he saw a girl with black blood vessels bulging all over her body, writhing.
The girl was the spy Neung Hwa-yang.
Looking at the girl suffering in pain, In Seo-ok, the Pavilion Master of the Primal Killing Pavilion, lifted the corner of his mouth eerily and spoke in a meaningful voice.
“So this is where my Gu poison was.”