Chapter 105. Get Lost.

“Honestly.”

The Blood Qilin shook his head as he watched Jin Cheon glide across the Yangtze River.

“He says he doesn’t, but his actions show he loves being the center of attention more than anyone.”

If Jin Cheon had heard that, he would have protested, asking what he meant, but unfortunately, he couldn’t.

Jin Cheon, who had already crossed the Yangtze River and disappeared into the distance, couldn’t possibly respond to the Blood Qilin’s words.

“Well then, I’m going first too.”

The Blood Qilin said so, then kicked off the water’s surface and dashed across the Yangtze River.

As a disciple of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God and the Sixth Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, he too was capable of a movement art that allowed him to run on the water’s surface.

“Seventh Divine Demon Squad, enter the water quickly and join the lord.”

“As you command.”

Danmok Cheong and the Seventh Divine Demon Squad leaped towards the Yangtze River.

Although they couldn’t use a movement art like walking on water like Jin Cheon and the Blood Qilin, they had their own way.

Any official martial artist of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult must be able to engage in battle anytime, anywhere.

The water arts taught in the Blood Wolf Corps shone brightly.

Danmok Cheong and the Seventh Divine Demon Squad showcased their underwater swimming, and they advanced towards their destination at a very high speed.

“E-enemy! Shoot!”

“Fire!”

Meanwhile, the government soldiers who had spotted Jin Cheon all drew their bowstrings at once.

Swissssh!

Dozens of arrows flew towards Jin Cheon.

‘Just arrows.’

Jin Cheon didn’t bother to dodge the incoming arrows.

Jin Cheon had already reached a state where he didn’t need to avoid ordinary arrows.

Ting, ting, tiing!

The arrows bounced off powerlessly, futilely, just short of Jin Cheon.

His Protective Powerful Qi had automatically risen and defended against all the incoming arrows.

Tah!

Jin Cheon kicked off the water’s surface and leaped onto the enemy’s ship.

Sreung!

Jin Cheon, who had already drawn the sword given to him by Yeom Bi, charged towards the enemies.

Chwaaaaa!

A sword powerful qi, stretching out like a silk cloth, swept over the enemies.

“……!”

The enemies couldn’t react.

Boom, KABOOM, KABOOOM!

Explosions erupted as those caught in the sword powerful qi were torn to shreds.

“Wh-what is this.”

“Impossible…”

Those who witnessed the scene unknowingly took a few steps back.

They were completely overwhelmed by the martial prowess displayed by Jin Cheon.

But that was just the prelude.

“If you want to live, don’t let me see you. That’s all I have to say.”

After saying that, Jin Cheon began to swing his sword, and a spray of blood swirled on the deck.

One Sword, One Kill.

There was no one who could resist the sword wielded by Jin Cheon.

All they could do was be unilaterally slaughtered.

* * *

The addition of Jin Cheon’s party completely changed the tide of the battle.

If Jin Cheon wiped out the enemies with his overwhelming martial prowess, the Blood Qilin broke their will to fight with his cruelty alone.

“A-a demon! He’s a demon!”

“Aaaaaaaaaargh!”

The Righteous Heavenly Alliance martial artists were on the verge of fainting as they watched the approaching Blood Qilin.

And for a good reason; the sight of the Blood Qilin tearing people apart alive was truly gruesome and terrifying.

By unhesitatingly committing such ruthless and cruel acts for all to see, the Blood Qilin firmly imprinted why he was called the Blood Qilin and why he was considered the most dangerous person even within the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

“Ah, why are you all running away. It hurts my feelings.”

A Blood Person.

The Blood Qilin, drenched in blood, approached the Righteous Heavenly Alliance martial artists.

Already drunk on blood, his distinctive crimson eyes were even more vivid and clear.

“Di-Diancang will not bow to the demonic!”

A Diancang Sect martial artist mustered his courage and charged at the Blood Qilin.

The Diancang Sect’s ultimate art, the Light-Splitting Sword, flew towards the Blood Qilin like a flurry.

But the Blood Qilin was faster.

Swoosh, with a sudden movement art like mist, the Blood Qilin dodged the Light-Splitting Sword and got behind the Diancang Sect martial artist.

“Good grief.”

“……!”

“For a bastard who claims to use a quick sword, you’re so slow.”

As soon as those words ended, the Blood Qilin’s grasp ravaged the body of the Diancang Sect martial artist who had used the Light-Splitting Sword.

“Ugh!”

“Gwaaaaaaaargh!”

Those who witnessed the scene were horrified.

It was to the point that some even vomited; the sight of the Blood Qilin intentionally tearing a person apart was a tragedy that one could not bear to watch.

While the Blood Qilin was causing the enemies to lose their will to fight.

“Annihilate them all!”

“As you command!”

Danmok Cheong and the Seventh Divine Demon Squad, who had now boarded the ship, also began to display their skills like a school of fish in water.

And the skills of Danmok Cheong and the Seventh Divine Demon Squad clearly proved that their isolated training in the Black Bamboo Forest had not been in vain.

“Argh!”

“Aaaaaaaaargh!”

The Righteous Heavenly Alliance martial artists fell one by one before the might of the Seventh Divine Demon Squad.

After their isolated training with Jin Cheon, the Seventh Divine Demon Squad had grown remarkably strong, to the point where they could easily slaughter even the Righteous Heavenly Alliance martial artists.

Among them, Danmok Cheong’s martial prowess was outstanding.

Originally from the Bat Squad, he was a person who had been evaluated as having lacking martial arts compared to his capabilities.

However, after meeting Jin Cheon, his martial arts had taken a step forward, and after taking the spiritual medicine, his skills had already reached the entrance of a Transcendent Master.

“How dare you Demonic Cult bastards come here.”

A Scaled Dragon Sword Master from the Hainan Sect blocked Danmok Cheong’s path.

“Glad to see you.”

Danmok Cheong’s eyes lit up as he looked at the Scaled Dragon Sword Master.

To Danmok Cheong, the Scaled Dragon Sword Masters were quite a special existence.

Five years ago.

During the mission to escort Jin Cheon, how many Bat Squad members had they lost to the Scaled Dragon Sword Masters?

It was fortunate that the Iron-Blooded Demonic God had descended; otherwise, Danmok Cheong himself would have met his end at their swords.

“The debt from five years ago, I will finally be able to repay it.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“You don’t need to know. It’s just my personal sentiment.”

Danmok Cheong dismissed the Scaled Dragon Sword Master’s words.

Yes, the Scaled Dragon Sword Masters from back then and this Scaled Dragon Sword Master in front of him now were not the same people.

However, for Danmok Cheong, defeating a Scaled Dragon Sword Master couldn’t be anything but a very moving event.

During the Jin Cheon escort mission five years ago, Danmok Cheong and the Bat Squad were powerless against the Scaled Dragon Sword Masters.

They were merely at a level where they could somehow hold on; they could never defeat them.

But now, it would be different.

The current Danmok Cheong was incomparably stronger than he was during his Bat Squad days.

“Come.”

Danmok Cheong beckoned to the Scaled Dragon Sword Master.

“The sword of Hainan Island, let’s see it again after a long time.”

“How dare you!”

The Scaled Dragon Sword Master rushed towards Danmok Cheong.

It took less than twenty exchanges for the fight to be decided.

Puk!

Danmok Cheong’s sword pierced the Scaled Dragon Sword Master’s Adam’s apple.

“Gack, keoheok!”

The Scaled Dragon Sword Master coughed up blood from his mouth and gagged.

Thud, as the Scaled Dragon Sword Master fell, a smile appeared on Danmok Cheong’s lips.

Finally, after defeating a Scaled Dragon Sword Master, who was once considered a wall, his long-held feelings were resolved.

* * *

Meanwhile, the confrontation between So U-bin and the Diancang Divine Sword Deung Cheon-pung was reaching its final stages.

“A demonic soldier with only a sharp tongue. How long do you intend to hold out?”

“Kughhh!”

Deung Cheon-pung, who had seized the momentum, was cornering So U-bin like a rat, living up to his name as the Diancang Divine Sword.

The martial prowess of a Transcendent Master representing a sect was so lofty that even So U-bin, the Fifth Young Master of the Demonic Cult, could by no means take it lightly.

Of course, strictly speaking, since So U-bin’s condition was not normal, it couldn’t be called a proper sword fight, but when do fights ever happen only when one is in the best condition?

Such a thing was only possible in a life-or-death duel with a set date.

“You persistent bastard. You’re holding on tenaciously.”

Deung Cheon-pung pressed So U-bin even more strongly.

“Heh!”

So U-bin laughed.

“It seems the great sword of Diancang finishes its fights not with the sword, but with the mouth.”

“You bastard! You still have the energy to talk!”

“Kughhh!”

Just as So U-bin was precariously pushed back again and again, dancing with approaching death.

“That’s far enough.”

Jin Cheon, who had suddenly appeared, nonchalantly spoke to Deung Cheon-pung.

“……You are.”

Deung Cheon-pung’s face froze over like frost.

He didn’t know Jin Cheon, but as an excellent master, he seemed to recognize at a glance that his opponent was a fearsome master.

“I am Jin Cheon, the Seventh Young Master of the great Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.”

Jin Cheon revealed himself to Deung Cheon-pung.

“The match seems to be decided, so stop there and fight me.”

“……”

Deung Cheon-pung couldn’t easily open his mouth.

The demonic qi emanating from Jin Cheon was beyond imagination, so even as the Diancang Divine Sword, he didn’t dare to face him rashly.

It was So U-bin who spoke instead.

“This bastard.”

So U-bin growled at Jin Cheon.

“There’s a limit to being presumptuous. How dare you interfere in my fight?”

“……?”

“Get lost. This is my fight. I don’t need your help.”

Jin Cheon briefly frowned at So U-bin’s words.

He had come all this way to help, only to be told this…

But that was also brief.

‘Ah.’

Seeing the blazing fire in So U-bin’s eyes, Jin Cheon discerned why he had reacted so sharply.

So U-bin hadn’t said that simply because he disliked Jin Cheon.

‘Right, So Senior Brother is also a martial artist.’

So U-bin wasn’t simply trying to save his pride.

Even in a disadvantageous situation, he must have seen a hair-thin opening, which was why he was trying to continue the fight.

Besides, don’t martial artists gain enlightenment in moments of life and death?

Although the probability of winning was extremely low, for So U-bin, the fight with Deung Cheon-pung could be a crucial moment in his life.

He had tried to interfere at such a time, so it was only natural that he wouldn’t hear anything good.

“I understand your words, senior brother, and will step back.”

Jin Cheon clasped his fists in a salute towards So U-bin.

Jin Cheon was also human, and he didn’t like So U-bin as a person.

Didn’t he still hold a long-standing grudge?

However, as a martial artist to a martial artist, he simply respected So U-bin the martial artist.

“If you heard me, then let’s continue.”

So U-bin composed himself and approached Deung Cheon-pung.

So U-bin’s steps were unhesitating.

Even though he had struggled against Deung Cheon-pung and had been on the verge of losing his head several times, there was not the slightest hint of intimidation in his demeanor.

He wasn’t the fifth disciple of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God for nothing.

* * *

The renewed fight between So U-bin and Deung Cheon-pung flowed in the same pattern as the previous situation.

Deung Cheon-pung was seasoned, and his sword qi, honed over many years of training, contained the essence of the Diancang Sect’s martial arts.

“Kughhh!”

So U-bin, pushed into a defensive position, was once again busy defending against Deung Cheon-pung’s onslaught without being able to land a single proper counterattack.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be strange if his head flew off at any moment, so So U-bin’s death seemed like a foregone conclusion.

‘Should I interfere even if I get blamed later?’

It was to the point that even Jin Cheon was watching with sweaty palms, contemplating whether he should step in or not if things went south.

But the event that would require Jin Cheon to step in did not happen.

‘Danger!’

Jin Cheon was startled by the scene unfolding before his eyes.

Just as So U-bin’s fan and Deung Cheon-pung’s sword crossed, aiming for each other’s vital points.

Chwaaaaaaa!

So U-bin’s fan sliced through Deung Cheon-pung’s neck.

Having managed to dodge Deung Cheon-pung’s sword by a hair’s breadth, So U-bin had finally succeeded in landing a fatal, killing blow.

All of that happened in the time it takes to blink an eye, so it was truly a breathtaking contest that occurred in an instant.

Fushaaaaaak!

Crimson blood gushed from Deung Cheon-pung’s neck like a fountain.

Thud, Deung Cheon-pung collapsed.

“Haa, haa.”

So U-bin gasped for breath, then very slowly, gradually, began to collapse as if crumbling.

A line of crimson blood trickled down So U-bin’s cheek.

Because he hadn’t been able to dodge it completely, his handsome face had been scarred with a long wound.

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