The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 325

Episode 325 The Twelve

Twelve Heavens under the control of the Demonic Cult’s main palace. Bukri Docheon ascended to the top of the cult and replaced the owner’s seat with twelve people he trusted the most.

In addition, Bukridocheon did not impose sanctions even if war broke out between Dongcheon unless there was a special case, so their competition to increase their respective forces was free and frequent to the extent of course.

Among the 12 powers, the Six Dongcheon and the Seven Dongcheon are located on the border with Cheonghae.

Among the Twelve Twelve, Se was the weakest, and they thought that the struggle for power was someone else’s business.

Because of the poorer environment than other places, finances were only a few funds supported by the main city in the name of guarding the gateway.

However, a year ago, after Lee Kang-baek, the lord of the Childong Heavens, was turned into an anti-Byeongsin by a young shaman, Yuk Dong-cheon, who seized the opportunity, proudly overtook Chil-dong-cheon and began to grow as a loser in the south.

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“Dongcheon Lord!”

At the call of a subordinate, the person tending the bonsai turns his head with a pleasant expression.

“…Ah, are you here?”

An old man with features in the center of his large face that look too small.

Sitting with a plump and fat figure, he looked like a big ball.

The master puppet of the Demonic Cult Yukdongcheon.

And the subordinate who came was Makso-san, the chief elder of the Yukdongcheon.

“The daily report of Choo Seong-kyun, the head of the Gate of Non-Return, has not been posted for three days. As a result of the confirmation, Choo Seong-kyun, who went out on patrol, has not returned yet.”

“Chu Seong-gyun? Have you ever had a kid like that?”

As the puppet tilted its head, Maksosan let out a deep sigh.

There are only two gateways to the Six Dongcheons. Even more so, the head of the gateway was directly appointed by Dongchunju, but he forgot his name.

“I am a direct descendant of Gomokpaegunnim.”

“ah!”

The puppet nodded as if he had just remembered what Makso-san said.

Gomokpaegun In the past, he was even an elder of the Demonic Cult, but because there were no outstanding descendants among his descendants, his family tended to tilt as he leaned, and now he barely maintains his life… There’s no way I can remember his name.

Appointing him as the head of the gateway was just Maksosan’s opinion.

It was because Choo Seong-gyun did not know, and Mak So-san was an indispensable figure for puppets.

He also managed the inner housekeeping of the tight six-dong-cheon in a reasonable way, and also made a great achievement in the work of the seven-dong-cheon.

A subordinate who is moderately greedy, knows how to speak properly, and thankfully has a bit of a martial arts skill.

That’s why I readily gave him the position of chief elder.

“Did you go out for a drink or something?”

“That’s not it…”

“Leave it. It’s not the armed forces, it’s just the head of the gate? What’s the big deal if I can’t contact you for a while?”

“How can you get over it? Our Yukdongcheon’s main mission is to protect the gateway.”

“The gateway guard is a plague. Who knows the ball?”

“…”

It wasn’t wrong.

Having been appointed to the Six Eastern Heavens, I can only count on one hand the number of people who have crossed the gateway for decades. They were all grass roots.

As a result, everyone regarded guarding the gate as a trivial task.

“Anyway, I guess I’ll have to do some research.”

Maksosan shook his head and said as if he had given up.

“What kind of investigation… to do something special at the gate that has been quiet for decades.”

The puppet waved his hands carelessly and asked, putting down the bonsai shears he was trimming.

“Rather than that, what happened to the Childongcheon branch on the Yakgang side?”

“…I think it will come over without too much trouble.”

“Good. very good. That’s right, cancer.”

This was the latest puppet favorite news to hear.

Unlike other places, Yukdongcheon had a very desolate terrain, and the only big city was one located near a lake called Napobak (羅布泊).

As a result, of course, they had no choice but to rely on the nature’s support money, and since finances were always tight, expanding their power was picking stars from the sky.

However, as if by luck, the fake Gou Yaja incident broke out, giving her unexpected wings.

In the past year, he had taken possession of the two branches of Childongcheon and brought the warriors from there under his command, so how could he not feel good?

What remains is the main city of Childongcheon and Yakgang, twice as large as Napobak. If you get that, you will be able to expand your powers in an instant and spread out to the north of the desert.

“Hehehe, do you really want to bow Lee Kang-baek to the shaman Ji-geom Jo-jin?”

The puppet put his chin on his chin and laughed as if he was proud of his demonic energy befitting a demon.

“Good. As long as we carefully lay the groundwork and advance into the realm of Sadongcheon, the entire southern region will fall into our hands. Then there will be no problem for our Choongi to advance to the center.”

The puppet laughs happily.

Chung is his son.

In order to inherit the six dongcheons, they fed all kinds of elixirs, and if they were excellent magicians, they took off their feet to save them and make them cook them.

Thanks to this, his son, Goechung, became one of the best masters in Yukdongcheon.

At the current rate of development, even if you don’t know the seat of power, you should be able to easily occupy the position of the elder by nature.

No matter how demonic, wouldn’t it be natural for a parent to wish for the best for their child?

“Will the headmaster be alone? He would be upset if we unified the three Dongcheons.”

“are you okay. He’s old now, and didn’t he directly declare that he wouldn’t care about small fights inside the Demonic Cult if he didn’t directly collide with Jungwon?”

“But…”

“It’s okay. Is it because you don’t know his confidence? He’s probably a nobleman who wouldn’t blink an eye even if all of the Twelve Dongcheon were unified. Even if a civil war breaks out, they think that if they step in, they can sort it out in an instant.”

It was a natural thing to say.

The main force of the Demonic Cult is concentrated in Cheonsan.

With the might of the heavenly mountains, destroying the Twelve Dongcheons would not have been an issue.

“lets think. When our family grows, you will be good too. Isn’t it the chief elder? The chief elder.”

“What is that…”

Mak Susan thought for a moment, then nodded greedily.

Although the puppet rules Dongcheon, it was himself as the chief elder who ruled the inside.

“At this point, I need to give Chung Yi a chance to build a reputation.”

“To the minor?”

“okay. Didn’t you say that the Yakgang branch work was almost finished?”

“What roughly.”

“I will send Chungi as the village manager there.”

“…”

At the puppet’s words, Makso-san slightly frowned.

No matter how old he was, it was too much to say that he was a precious son.

Even though the puppets were raised excessively, their martial arts were at a high level, but their thoughts were nothing more than thunder and nakedness.

“Daeju Maryeong was already appointed as the branch manager five days ago and left.”

“so?”

“yes?”

“What does that matter?”

The puppet spit out a nervous voice through narrowed eyes.

He didn’t like it when he listened to everything else and vomited about sending his son away.

Really, I can’t help but sigh.

Normally, he is one of the strongest in the Demonic Cult, and he is strong enough to take charge of the six dongcheons, but when it comes to talking about my son, it’s more than eight.

“…All right. As you instructed, I will call in the Demonic Lord and send the minors.”

“What are you calling? Since Chungi’s experience is insignificant, tell the Maryeong Daeju to help him as he treats me.”

“…”

As part of the Maryeongdaeju he was already a soldier looking at the river.

Doing the second strongest master in Yukdongchun to play the role of Thunder Naked. No matter how loyal he was, there was no easy way to plant him.

But what to do?

Due to the nature of the magic they learned, it is natural to be dominated by the higher level demons, and the only punishment for disobeying the higher person’s orders in the power-dominated Demonic Cult is death.

“All right. I will tell you that.”

“okay.”

“What about sending an investigation team to the gateway?”

“You have to figure it out.”

“All right. If you do, I will take Dongcheon Lord’s seal and issue an order to the nearby Tapmok branch.”

“Do whatever you want.”

“…yes.”

Maksosan let out an answer like a sigh and withdrew.

It was a welcome thing to raise one’s hands to rise in one’s position as the power of the six dongcheons widened, but isn’t the interest of the heavenly lord focused on sending his son, who is not even capable after all, to a key position?

It doesn’t matter.

It is a world ruled by strong self-esteem.

No matter how well my parents support me, if my ability is not good, I will lose my life under the cold blade of a knife someday, and if I can do it, it is a great thing.

After all, the greatest virtue for Demonic Cult warriors is to become subordinates of stronger warriors.

All you have to do is do your job well. As the chief elder in charge of the three dongcheons… It was an exciting job no matter what.

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Walks.

I walked and walked without stopping.

I reached the end of the horizon again and again, but all I could see was yellow wasteland and stones.

The bold step soon turned into a trudging step, and the lips became dry and cracked, and blood was seeping out.

A thousand miles already.

I walked for five days, fighting the burning heat and sandstorm during the day and shivering in the bitter cold that came at night.

He could not even run because he had an excellent family who had not mastered martial arts.

It was miraculous enough just to have endured so far.

The seven-year-old boy was carried by Hwangsin and was held in his arms by So Dong-bo, a suckling baby.

Gakchul… took over the burden of Hwangshin and So Dongbo. for being dirty.

If I encounter damn water, I will definitely wash it and dry it. Change your clothes into new ones… Shall I wash them and put them on?

“What are you doing? don’t you walk fast? They say they are worse than a kid who doesn’t know martial arts.”

In the meantime, Jinmu was annoyed with a brisk look.

How can you be so fine?

They weren’t even human in the first place, but to be honest, at this level, they must be drinking water without their knowledge.

“Lord… just a little bit… let’s rest for a little while…”

Kakchul, who was licking the sweat from his body, begged for relief.

dirty bastard stop licking salty.

When Jinmu glared at him with a displeased look, Gakchul, who had no idea, collided with each other with a feeling of risking his life.

oh look at this kid

If you’re going to hit me, hit me, is this?

At that moment, Chimi suppressed her anger with extreme patience and soothed her with a gentle expression.

“…Anyone, my dear. Cheer up a little. We are almost there. When you reach the horizon, there will be fresh trees and cool water to wet you.”

“Lord…”

Patdak looks at Jinmu with a vague look at Jinmu’s touch.

Is there… an end to the horizon?

“Look at them. Aren’t those people who don’t even have a handful of internal energy, and they’re holding on and walking? what about that boy So, give me a little more strength.”

Woo-deung and his family came into Gakchul’s field of vision as he turned his head to follow Jinmu.

Even though it is difficult, it is walking steadfastly.

Yes, you can’t be worse than a child, can you? let’s go go Let’s give it a little more strength.

Jinmu looked at Gakchul with a satisfied gaze as he curled up his lips as if making a promise.

Great job this guy.

yes it will be hard Your patience will reach its limit.

But don’t worry.

Since I decided to teach you, how can you just let it go?

With my beating, you will develop your batting stick technique as well as your endurance.

Jinmu clenched his fists as he looked at Gakchul, who trudged and started walking again.

how long did it go like that?

Hwangshin, who had been walking tirelessly while staring at the ground, suddenly raised his head and pricked his ears.

“God!”

“…?”

“Sound of water! It is the sound of water!”

Hwangshin’s eyes and voice suddenly became lively.

Everyone looked at him as if he had passed away from exhaustion, but a smile appeared on Jinmu’s lips.

He is none other than Hwangsin, whose ears are brighter than that of a dog. I couldn’t have heard it wrong.

“The direction!”

As Hwangshin quickly focused his mind on Jinmu’s cry, the subtle sound of water caught in his ears became more and more distinct.

“northwestward! Northwest is certain.”

At Hwangshin’s words, everyone turned their heads to the northwest.

Wheein!

However, all I could see was the horizon of yellow light that separated the boundary from the sky.

What’s there…

Everyone looked at Hwangsin with a disappointed expression.

However, Jinmu knew through long experience.

The distance from where the human eye sees the horizon is approximately between ten and twenty li. In a world known for the flat land they live on, I couldn’t figure out how the end could not be seen, but it certainly was.

No, wait a minute, then that thing heard the sound of water up to 20 li away.

“I can hear people’s voices too.”

“…”

Scary bastard.

It is also something to live for a long time. There are so many phenomena that are hard to explain.

In any case, it was fortunate that it meant meeting water soon.

Even if they didn’t know about themselves who had mastered martial arts, the family members of the top ranks were in such a state of exhaustion that it wouldn’t be strange if they collapsed right away.

“Hwangsin!”

“yes!”

“Go ahead and get some water. We will keep going.”

“All right!”

Twenty miles is not too far.

If it was the emperor, it was a distance that could be reached within a corner, and even if the road was off, it would be possible to find it by sound.

Hwangsin, who put the boy down after receiving the order, started running straight away, holding things that could be used as water bottles.

“Come on, let’s be strong. Sooner or later you will meet water. Maybe even a village. When I arrive, I’ll wash up and eat my fill!”

Only So Dong-bo put on a hopeful expression at Jinmu’s cheering.

Looking at the yellow horizon to the northwest, the rest of the party saw only Jinmu and Hwangshin as mad.

“Now hurry up! No time to rest!”

“…”

Still, thanks to Jinmu’s enthusiastic support, who held the boy in place of Hwangshin, the party began to gain strength little by little.

“….”

After a moment… a second time passed…

Jinmu’s face became distorted at the speed of the group who lost their strength and slowed down again.

Why don’t you come to this baby?

Somehow, I heard a sound that was too far away… Didn’t I mistake it for the sound of the wind?