Chapter 91

Accompanying Tang K’ung, Bu Eun-sul traveled to a city in Sichuan.
If they were determined and practiced the new law, they could get there within a day.
Deep in the woods near Zayang.
Ironclad.
Bu Eunseol placed the martial sword in its sheath. Tang Kon, standing beside him, stretched his hands above his head.
Whirligig. Percussive.
A rounded memorization circled in the distant sky and landed in his hand, one of the eight great memorizations of the Tang Family.
Tuk Tuk Tuk.
There was something like red paint running down Buunseol and Dangon’s cheeks and foreheads.
He’d just gotten into a bloodbath with the old guard of the ruling party.
“Whoa…….”
Dangon let out a deep sigh and spoke in a low voice.
“I don’t know how many times this has happened.”
From Jinzheng Mountain back to the Sichuan Holy City. This short journey was a blood road.
Everywhere along the way, the masters sent by Tang Bi, the second in command of the Sichuan Tang Family, were encamped, and even the Bloodshed Gate’s own men were pouring in.
I deliberately took the road off the beaten path, but no matter where I went, I couldn’t escape their tracks.
“That’s disgraceful.”
Tangon looked at the blood-soaked Bu Eunseol and felt embarrassed.
“If you hadn’t protected me with your mystical swordplay, I would have been lost to the Blood Gate’s killer beasts this time.”
Blood gates.
They are one of the most vicious Salamander sects in all of Heaven, casually planting explosives and memorization on their bodies.
With a whole army of the vile Blood Gate’s hired killers on the loose……, there was no hope for good fortune.
However, Bu Eun-sul not only sensed the attack of the salvagers in advance, but she also used her rhomboid sword to parry all of Tang Gong’s attacks.
“It’s a promise, don’t worry about it.”
As Bu Eun-sul turned away, Tang Gong smiled bitterly.
“By the way, I can’t figure out the origin of your sword technique. Is it the one you learned at the Heavenly Sword Conference?
“Yes.”
“It’s a shame. If I had known you were going to give up your position as heir, I would have sworn to learn the sword.”
Dangon is about to whine in frustration,
Green.
There was a crashing sound, and a shadow flying like a bulwark from the distant sky. It was a black mark.
Percussion.
Landing on the ground, Black Mark looked at the bloodied Bu Eunseol and Dangon and asked cautiously.
“Are you okay?”
“I don’t care.”
Bu Eun-sul waved her hand.
“What is the movement of the party?”
Unfold the Divine Law to enter the front of the danga directly.
But the chasers have a way of setting traps the closer they get to their destination.
Bu Eun-sul sent the black mark in advance to see how things were going with the Tang family.
“It’s…….”
Black Mark glanced at Tangon, hesitated, then spoke.
“The Guan Road is littered with warriors dressed in sifferan. But the Tang family pretends not to see them.”
“If you’re dressed in cyphers, you must be a member of the Second Brother’s direct subordinate unit, the Extermination Squad.”
Black Mark asked, noticing that Dangon’s expression had darkened in the intervening hours.
“Is it strong?”
“Rather than stronger…… if the gallows have appeared, that means the second brother is there too.”
Black Mark’s mouth dropped open as he realized something.
Tang Bi, the second son of Cao Cao, stands guard at the gate with his retinue?
In order to enter the dang family, then, one must harm the immediate kin who stands in front of them, the dangbi.
But that can’t and shouldn’t happen in the land of Sichuan.
“So you’re saying we shouldn’t kill or hurt him.”
“Right.”
Tangon glanced at Bu Eunseol.
Bu Eun-sul was at a level of mastery that even he could not fathom.
But could it be done without harming the Tang family’s vision? It seemed impossible.
“Sounds like fun.”
Bu Eun-sul smiled thinly, and Black Mark’s complexion changed.
“Mr. Confucius, he is a master of the Tang family. The moment he does, he must give up on entering Tang.”
“I’ll take care of it.”
A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Dozens of masters pouring out poisonous attacks and memorization. You can only block it, not fight back.
It’s the Return of the Immortal Realm. And you’ve seized the perfect opportunity to practice your rhombus sword to the max.
“The ones we’ve had so far have been so predictable and boring.”
Baring her white teeth, Bu Eunseol muttered happily.
“Now I can finally try it out properly.”
A thinly smiling Bu Eunseol spoke to Black Mark in a low voice.
“I’ll break through there, and you come slowly with him.”
Bang! Whirrrr!
Soaring into the sky, Bu Eun-sul unfurled the Divine Law and flew like the wind toward Guandao, where the Tang Family was.
“…….”
Seeing that, Black Mark and Dangon looked at each other in horror.
-Dry!
The same thought flashed through both of their heads,
Self! Boom!
Tang Gong and Black Mark simultaneously unleashed the Divine Law and began chasing after Bu Eunseol.
“Stop!”
“Confucius!”
The two of them practiced the Divine Law with all their might, but they couldn’t even see the back of Bu Eunseol’s head.
‘He’s trying to do something reckless because of me!’
Dangon had a big misunderstanding.
He mistakenly believes that Bu-Eun-Seol went to the battlefield alone to prevent the siblings from reuniting.
“Wait!”
Boom!
Dangon used every drop of his inner qi to unleash the Divine Law.
Finally, we passed through Guandao and came to the giant gates of Sichuan Tang Street.
In front of the gates were dozens of masters, the monks, dressed in lizard-like green robes.
And in front of him, with a sword out of the way, Buunsul slowly lowered his stance.
“Stop!”
With a lion-like cry, Tangon dropped to Bu Eunseol’s side.
“Never mind, let’s…… fight together!”
Seeing Tangon breathing heavily, Bu Eun-sul made a face.
“I’ll do it myself.”
“Hmph, you finally came.”
At that moment, the ranks of the coven parted and a large man walked out, smiling arrogantly.
His thin lips and black under-eye circles gave him a very grim and cruel look.
He was the second son of the current Sichuan Tang dynasty, Tang Bi.
“But you will never enter the main house.”
“I must see the Lord!”
“Confucius!”
At that moment, Black Pyo also arrived and stood by Bueunseol’s side.
“We must never kill them.”
“You do not step up.”
Bu Eun-sul frowned and took a step back as Tang Gong and Black Mark interrupted her.
He was curious to see what tactics the group in front of him would use against him, and to what extent the Phantom Jewel and the Raised Sword would be effective against the elite of the Tang Family.
“I can’t go alone.”
At that moment, Dangon hurried over and stood next to Buunsul.
“And even if I die, you will not be hurt!”
It meant that they would die together, but Bu Eun-sul was deeply disappointed.
“Must I interject?”
“That’s…… what do you mean?”
“If you join them, their attack will be split in two, won’t it?”
Dangon stammered in response.
“You don’t want the attack to be two-pronged, so you’re going to fight…… alone?”
“Yes. I want to see them at full strength.”
Dangon’s eyes widened as if he’d been slapped in the back of the head.
It was clear now that Bu Eun-sul was a combat enthusiast who enjoyed fighting for his life.
“No matter how you slice it, you can’t…….”
At that moment, a deep disappointment flashed across Bu Eun-sul’s eyes.
Seeing that, Dangon couldn’t help but sag his shoulders.
“……Yes, please do.”
But then Dangon spoke up.
“But if you go wrong, I will save you, even if it means cutting down all the masters of my house.”
It was a touching statement, but Bu Eun-sul shook her head in disbelief.
“That’s not going to happen.”
Drawing her machete, Bu Eunseol strode forward with a confident stride.
Finally, two of Tang’s best martial arts squads, Jedokdae and Bu Eunseol, are about to face off.
“Wait.”
At that moment, the man who had been standing by Tang Bi’s side walked over to Bu Eunseol and clasped his hands together.
“I am Tang Shaoyun, the Master of the Temple of Dao.”
Tang Shaun. He is the son of Tang Sheng, the third of five brothers of Tang Fei, the current head of the Tang family of Sichuan.
His son, Dangsun, also became a temple master under Dangbi because Dangsung was pushing for Dangbi to succeed him rather than the other way around.
Ironclad.
Bu Eunseol sheathed the muksaber again.
You can’t turn away when the master of the party is greeting you politely.
“Swollen tongue.”
“I know you’re the winner of the tiebreaker and the political contest.”
We said politely.
“But this is an internal family matter, and it would be against our laws for a third party to interfere in the succession battle, wouldn’t it?”
For a moment, Boonsun’s eyebrows rose.
What he didn’t expect was that Tang Saun would use appeasement, not force, to get him to back off.
“I am not a third party.”
Bu Eun-sul, who was staring at us, said with a determined expression.
“I am a friend of Dangon’s.”
“Chinwu?”
“Yes. They’re killing my friend right in front of me, and I’m not going to stand by and watch.”
At that moment, Dangsun’s expression changed.
“You would die for him?”
“I’m not dying.”
Bu Eun-sul coldly raised the corner of her mouth.
“I came to bring him into the party, not to kill him.”
“Sounds like you’re up for it. That’s good.”
Observing Bu Eun-sul’s determined demeanor, Tang Xuan raised one arm without hesitation.
“Gaejin!”
The Cultivators are one of our best armed squads.
Furthermore, their Five Poisonous Sand Fire Qin is a technique that the Tang Family is proud of, and it cannot be stopped simply by being strong in martial arts.
“Stop!”
At that moment, the gates of the Tang House opened, and a black-robed weaver leaped out.
“This is an order to stop fighting and let Dangon and his men into the main house!”
“What?”
Tang Bi spun around with a start.
“Who gave you that order?”
“That’s enough!”
At that moment, a short man walked through the gates with a sharp cry.
His complexion was very pale, but his eyes were as clear as a lake, and his whole body had a stern, detached air.
He was Tang Ling, the first son of the current Tang dynasty.
“Let them in. Sound.”
Hearing the solemn order of the Tang Ling, Tang Xuan said, looking at Tang Bi.
“Sorry, I can’t comply with that order, this is a legitimate…….”
“My father told me to bring them into the house.”
“You mean ……?”
Tang Ling nodded firmly.
“That’s right. Let’s get them in.”
At that moment, Tang Bi’s face turned cold.
Mumble.
Clenching his fangs together, he looked at us and nodded slightly.
Then Tang Xuan clasped his hands together and bowed his head.
“I will do your bidding. Release the jinn!”
At his command, the priests who had been organizing the displays shuffled back.
“Huh!”
When Tang Bi snorted and went inside Feng Hanyi, Tang Xuan clasped his hands in front of Tang Ling.
“I’ll leave you to it.”
“Sure.”
When Tang Shaoyun and the Sect of the Dead had completely retreated, Tang Ling smiled at Tang Kon.
“Welcome back.”
“Big brother.”
Tangon clasped his hands together, and Tang Ling tapped him on the shoulder.
“You’ve been through a lot, and your face looks pretty bad.”
“No.”
The warm words made Dangon’s throat catch and he bowed his head.
Tang Ling patted him on the shoulder once more, then cupped his hands together as he turned toward Bu Eunseol standing beside him.
“You’re rich, you’re poor.”
Tang Ling’er bowed her head slightly toward the swollen snow, her eyes clear.
“I hear you risked your life to come here for the Third, and I thank you for that great favor…….”
Tang Ling shook his head, unable to speak.
He looked up to find the snow glaring at him with a frightening glint in its eyes.
Boom!
Sheathing his sword irritably, Bu Eunseol turned away coldly.
“Don’t thank me, it was my job.”
Tang Ling stammered, not expecting Bu Eun-sul to treat him so coldly.
“Did I…… do something wrong?”
“None.”
But as he watched, Black Pyo couldn’t help but laugh.
Tang Ling stopped the activation of the Five Poisonous Hua Zhen to save Bu Eun Seol.
For Boo-Eun-Seol, she was about to scoop up a bite of something unique and delicious and pop it in her mouth when she was interrupted.
However, Tang Ling, who is unaware of this situation, is helpless to do anything about Bu Eun-sul’s murderous attitude.