Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 158

Episode 158. Black Fog

His eyes were as ferocious as those of an angry bison.

Did they say that one man can fight an army of heaven?

The downward slashes of the reverse emanation energy generation were pouring down on Zhuo Buyong’s whole body at once.

“no!”

Zhuo Buyong shouted loudly and used all his strength to swing the Taegeuk sword technique.

Kang!

Tak Bu-yong’s sword bounces in front of absolute power.

Almost at the same time, a long cut occurred from Zhuo Buyong’s chest to his abdomen.

At the same time, Tak Bu-yong was unable to overcome his strong energy and flew all the way to the outside of Samjang.

But….

‘Huh? ‘Why does this feel a little strange?’

The senses in Han Ibi’s hand are somewhat dull.

When he looked at Tak Buyong’s wound, between the blood stains…

‘I could see something sparkling.’

Yes.

Tak Buyong was wearing something on his upper body.

It’s probably something like ‘cheonjam protection armor’ that protects the body.

Han Ibi was shocked.

How can a person named Jang Moon of the Great Shaman faction be wearing the same armor as me?

In this way, Tak Buyong escaped fatal wounds…

but the last attack was so strong that he could not avoid getting hurt.

Ebi Han said.

“I tried to open my mind to see how this human came to be, but I failed.”

Then, Tak Buyong, who had a trickle of blood flowing from his lip, staggered to his feet and spoke.

“Tsk tsk tsk. “This is crazy… crazy…”

“I’m not crazy.”

“Hehehe. “I brought myself to this… like this….”

“There are days like this in life. Of course, it is true that I tried to kill him. But…”

Han Ibi continued with a grin.

“…I was so excited I forgot, it would be better if I didn’t kill you.”

Then he walked towards Takbuyong and said,

At that moment, the smile disappeared from Han Ibi’s eyes.

“Master Song died after suffering so much because of you, so why should I open the Nether Road so easily?”

Han Yi-bi continued speaking while wiping the blood on Hanzo’s sword with her sleeve.

“I don’t think it would be a bad idea to let the shaman faction and the Murim Alliance know about your black behavior and to see your bare face suffering in shame.”

Then Tak Buyong chuckled and said.

“Babe… Do you think anyone would believe what a slob like you says?”

“huh. “I believe it.”

“what?”

“Of course I believe it. “I heard it with my own two ears.”

Then, Han Ibi went behind a large rock.

Tak Buyong watches the scene with a puzzled expression.

But…

I saw dolls suddenly appearing from behind the rock.

When they saw Zhuo Buyong, they couldn’t help but look astonished.

That’s because…

one person was a young disciple of the Shaman sect who guided the Murim Alliance inspection team to the wall training site, and the other person was the head of the inspection team.

Han Yi-bi suddenly stuck out her finger and pressed the blood vessels of the two people.

It is releasing the accumulated pain.

Then, the first person to talk while looking at Zhuo Buyong was the young disciple of the Shaman sect.

“Long… Long sentence, adult… How can this be…”

On the other hand, the expression on the head of the Murim Alliance inspection team became even more severe.

Ebi Han said.

“Well, now there are people who can believe what I say.”

Gil Jang-han, the head of the inspection team, asked in a stern voice.

“Tak Jangmun. “Is everything I heard today true?”

Ebi Han said.

“What are you asking?” “He blew it all himself.”

Then, unable to overcome the shock, the young disciple fell down on the floor.

Tak Buyong is the pride of the shaman faction and the eternal idol of young people.

After hearing about his dark intentions and actions, my entire body lost strength.

At that time, Han I-bi spoke to Gil Jang-han, the head of the inspection team.

“ah! “I’m telling you this in advance in case you misunderstand.”

Gil Jang-han looked back at Han Ibi.

“Although they are the same demon cult and sorcerer, they are completely different.”

Gil Jang-han said, raising one eyebrow.

“What do you mean?”

The leader has become a little more polite.

“It seems like someone among the Murim Alliance has completely misunderstood that I am a demonic cult… but that is not the case at all. I am the youngest son of the Zhongli family and a disciple of the magician Song Myeong-cheon, whom I met by chance. So, I am by no means a ‘devil’.”

However, Gil Jang-han, who was also shocked by the current situation, did not say anything.

Ebi Han said.

“Anyway… everything is settled now, right? It’s really not okay to say something different to people later. Now… then…”

Han Yi-bi said while handing the Cheonjamsa bag taken from the inspector to Gil Jang-han.

“All we have to do is arrest him. Please arrest the author. “If you need anything, I can tie it for you.”

At that time, the voice of a young shaman disciple was heard.

“oh! “What is that?”

Everyone’s eyes turned in the direction he spoke.

Yes.

It was surprising enough.

This is because a huge amount of dark-colored smoke was flying.

At that time, Pung Gyo-gon shouted urgently.

“Everyone, hold your breath. And…”

Pung Gyo-gon said, pointing in the direction of Zhuo Bu-yong, who had already been hiding among the black fog.

“Come on, Takga!”

After hearing those words, Han Yi-bi quickly broke through the black fog and flew towards the direction where Zhuo Bu-yong was.

Because there was no clear field of view, I had no choice but to rely on memory.

At that time, I heard the sound of coughing and vomiting.

He was a young disciple of the Shaman faction.

Unlike the people around him who had profound martial arts skills, his martial arts skills were at a very low level.

So, he was the first to react to the solo dance.

Gil Jang-han jumped towards the shaman disciple and pushed him away.

Meanwhile, Han Ibi desperately searched for Tak Buyong in the private dance…

but no matter how much she searched, she could not find him.

A thought passed through Han Ibi’s mind at that time.

He quickly climbed up the ‘tree’ outside the formation area of the poisonous dance that was spreading over a wide area.

“There it is!”

Han Ibi’s gaze caught the sight of people moving around.

The person had an average build and was wearing green robes, and he was seen carrying a takbuyong on his shoulder.

Nevertheless, the green-robed man is escaping at a flying speed, and Tak Buyong is clinging to him.

‘Another person was here?’

It was the man who was watching Tak Buyong and Han Ibi next to the off-stage with a dissatisfied expression.

As Han Ibi jumped down from the tree and tried to chase them, a thought suddenly occurred to her.

‘Feng Zhangzhou.’

Yes.

He still had many inconveniences, including his mobility.

Han Ibi quickly went back into the black smoke.

After a while, Punggyogon was on his back, just like when he first came here.

The solo dance was fading away, but Han Ibi had no choice but to watch Nok-uiin and Zhuo Bu-yong disappear, stamping their feet.

* * *

Since the Murim Alliance preliminary competition was held, it was a very suitable situation for an extraordinary meeting to be held.

All we had to do was gather at the conference hall and that would be the end.

An extraordinary meeting was held under the auspices of the Murim League inspection team.

In the middle of the conference room, Han Ibi was spitting and explaining the whole story.

In fact, I was reluctant to talk about Bok Yeon-hwa, who was a woman… but it was a difficult situation to avoid since I had already found out about the disciples of the shaman sect.

Every time the full story of the double-yeonhwa story, Song Myeong-cheon story, and Pung Gyo-gon story appeared, sighs rang out throughout the conference hall.

How can we believe that Jang Mun-in, a shaman, did something that even an idiot would not do?

However, since there were internal personnel who heard his story directly, I had no choice but to believe it.

When it came to the story about the man in green robes, many people sharpened their teeth, saying that he was actually a spy for the Demonic Cult or the Black Path.

Anyway, Han Ibi’s story continued to this point.

“Well, there’s no basis for it, but… the Namgung family’s story about their son having an accident is extremely suspicious.”

Then Namgung Tae-gil, who was in charge of the house, shouted excitedly.

He had remained here alone in preparation for an emergency.

“joy! If the shaman faction used a trick, we, the Namgung family, will not remain silent. “You have no idea how much effort our head of the family has put in to prepare for the election of leader!”

Therefore, only the innocent elders of the Shaman faction were embarrassed by the long story and did not know what to do.

Gil Jang-han, whose face was still covered, said.

“Our inspection team will also look into whether there was any instigation and report back. “Nangung Daehyup, please calm your excitement now.”

Only then did Namgung Tae-gil sit down after speaking.

At that moment, Master Xuanbeop (賢法大師) of Shaolin Temple, who was presiding over a temporary meeting with the inspection team on behalf of the Shaman faction, spoke.

“Amitabha Buddha. “Then may we conclude the extraordinary meeting now?”

At that time, Song Won-in, a member of the Jeonjin faction, spoke.

“So then the selection of the next Murim Lord will be postponed?”

Master Hyeonbeop raised his head and thought for a moment before speaking.

“I think that would be better for Hinayana… but what do the various patrons think?…”

Then, comments of agreement flowed from all over.

“That would be great.”

“Of course I should.”

“What can I do with this spirit now…”

The only person who seemed upset was Jin Ho-ryang, a long-time member of the Kunlun Sect.

From his point of view, hasn’t he been doing nothing but fruitless things for the past few days?…

Master Xuanbeop of Shaolin Temple said.

“In that case, the next leader will be selected through the Murim Alliance. Then, we will conclude the extraordinary general meeting of the Murim Alliance.”

As the general meeting came to an end, the military leaders left the conference room muttering to each other.

Han Ibi thought.

‘Missing Tak Bu-yong… it’s really a shame, but if you’re a member of Gangho, you’ll definitely meet him someday. It’s a pity, but the real revenge will have to be postponed a little…’

Then he spoke to Gil Jang-han, the head of the inspection team.

“Then I’ll just head back.”

Gil Jang-han said.

“Please wait a moment.”

“why? “Isn’t everything done?”

Gil Jang-han continued speaking with expressionless eyes.

“Well, I understood the situation when I saw it firsthand, but… Anyway, an official request has been received from the Murim Alliance. So, it would be better to join us and finish it.”

“Ahh! Are you telling me to go to the Murim League again? “I’ve been going in and out so much that the threshold is already worn out.”

“Please understand, Zhongli Village.”

It’s come to this point, so there’s nothing I can do.

I have no choice but to follow.

Ebi Han said.

“Now that this has come to an end, I will take Lord Fung to the vicinity and return.”

Gil Jang-han also had no justification for refusing that.

“Then let us accompany you.”

So Han Ibi went to Pung Gyo-gon, but….

‘What! This old man! No matter how hard I search, I can’t find it. I ran out alone. ‘I set every mood as if I was going to collapse at any moment!’

Han Ibi fumed to herself, but…

it was highly unlikely that the missing person would reappear.

“Are all members of the inspection team going together?”

Gil Jang-han shook his head.

“Some people have serious injuries… I don’t think there’s a need for many people to go. “It will be enough for you and me to go.”

Han Ibi caught Gil Jang Han’s arm wearing a splint.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little sorry.

Ebi Han said.

“I don’t think they will let you go if you go alone, so it would be better to say it like this. “How about we go up the mountain for a bit and then leave?”

* * *

Han Ibi searched Mt. Wudang to find the best quality sokdancho for the inspection team members who suffered fractures.

[It would be good to take it as a decoction or talk to a doctor and make it into pills. This is really effective, so there will be no side effects from fractures.] There was nothing I could do

in that situation, so I made a deal with the inspection team.

However, if you have to live or work for the Murim League even if you die, there is no benefit in clashing with the inspection team.

It will be beneficial to your health to treat these tissues very carefully.

Did the herbs help ease my mind a little?

Han Yi-bi, traveling on a horse lent by the inspection team, soon arrived in Huanam Province, where the Murim League’s headquarters was located.

The familiar sight of Cheonsu-gwan caught my eye.

Han Yi-bi asked Gil Jang-han.

“Do I need to meet the lord?”

Gil Jang-han answered.

“We only report to the Lord.”

“Oh yeah…”

You’re really handsome.

At that time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

(Continued in the next part)