Chapter 100

As she looked down at the fallen poisoned men, she realized that she had a name.
“That’s a unique shield.”
A cross-section of the cracked shield revealed that it was not cast iron, but a very special metal, glowing with a strange color.
This is why a heavy sword that cuts through steel like paper could not easily cut through a shield.
“This shield looks like it was made for a master with a special sword technique.”
At that moment, Simdok’s eyebrows rose. He didn’t answer, but he had somehow acknowledged the statement.
“Do you think you’ve won because you cut down poisonous people?”
Regaining his senses, Shen Dok raised his poison ball with all his might and shouted, “I’m coming!
“Don’t be ridiculous, you guys are as good as…….”
Flash!
At that moment, Bu Eunsul swung her martial sword again, sending two sword Qi shooting out to the left and right of Shen Dok.
‘He’ll surely change his sword qi and go for my head!
Observing Bu Eunseol’s sword technique, Shen Dok quickly unfurled his Silent Bloodline to deflect the sword qi,
Yay!
The black qi slicing through the air didn’t fall downward, but instead crossed and spun around his shoulders.
Pod!
Blood spurted into the air, and Shen Dok suddenly flung out his arms. The sharp sword qi had severed all of his shoulder muscles.
“Off.”
Simdok groaned.
Pilgrim’s wounds were nothing, but the two stalks of sword qi had melted some of his veins.
Because of the powerful inner gong level above this number, it naturally produces effects such as the domestic heavy hand method.
“Ugh.”
Simdok swallowed a groan and gritted his teeth as he felt a searing pain near his shoulder.
“Inoom!”
Shen Poison drew up the Demon Blood Poison Ball again, trying to spread the poison in all directions.
“……!”
But his eyes widened.
It’s as if the power was suddenly cut off completely.
‘This, this…….’
The two strands of Qi that had penetrated the top of the scapula had melted most of the meridians near the Suyang Ming Large Intestine Jing.
“Is this…… some kind of swordplay?”
Simdok felt fear.
There were many sword techniques in the Wulin, but none of them could melt a vein with a single slash.
“I invented the sword.”
“You invented the Sword Law?”
“Yes.”
Bu Eun-sul looked at Shen Dok and smiled weakly.
“You may be proud of yourself, for this is the first time I’ve seen you perform with so much energy since I’ve been in the Murim.”
Simdok swallowed hard.
Bu Eun-sul’s bright smile made her look like a devil with white teeth in the dark.
Shoooooo!
That’s when Tang Xiu unleashed the Poisonous Spirit Sword, slowly removing the poisonous qi.
“You do the finishing touches.”
Tang Gong frowned as Bu Eun-sul pointed to Shen Dok.
“He’s a cripple with severed muscles in both shoulders. Let’s take care of him and go to sleep.”
“Have you forgotten what I said?”
“You have not forgotten. But poison and slaughter are not the same thing at all, are they? Our family uses poison and rote memorization, but we are a family of political factions that walk the line…….”
Buunsul shook his head.
“I mean, you who show favor to the enemies of the Tang family, how can you fight and shed blood with the people of your own house?”
“That’s…….”
“Do you wish to become a Hao Heng of the Murim, or a Jia Zhu of the Tang family?”
-Do you want to be a Hokyo or a Danga Gaju?
Bu Eun-sul’s words echoed in Tang Gong’s head.
If you want to live in the favor of the Murim, you’ll have to leave the Sichuan Tang Family in the first place.
The patriarch of a clan has a great responsibility to protect his people from many enemies.
“You’re right.”
A solemn gleam shone in Dangon’s eyes as he pulled out the blood chart from his bosom.
“We must show that anyone who touches the main house will die, that’s the iron law of the Sichuan Tang family.”
Ouch!
He then fired the blood marker, decapitating Simdok in one fell swoop.
Whiz!
He shook his head as he retrieved the swirling blood chart.
“Do not recall memorization.”
“Why?”
“We need to let them know that someone from the Szechuan Party killed Shen Dok.”
“You want me to take all your credit?”
“All I’ve done is stab him once, and that wouldn’t have been possible without your magic.”
That’s what he said, but in reality, Simdok was just like Bu Eunseol.
Nevertheless, we’re going to give all the credit to Dangon.
“I can’t do that.”
Tangon shook his head emphatically, and Bu Eunseol said irritably.
“Do you think I’m going through all this trouble to make a name for myself?”
“But…….”
“I told you, you’d make a great successor to the Tang family.”
-You would make an excellent successor to the Tang family.
On the day she received the Ehwa tree, Bu Eun-sul said, “I’m not going to give up. And she has kept her word to this day.
“Why are you helping me…… so much?”
Dangon’s throaty question was met with a grunt.
“Yeah, well, it’s my fault for making the wrong friends.”
It’s one of the most common phrases in the world.
But when they come from the mouth of a true man, they are more precious than gold and heavier than mountains.
“You…….”
Deeply moved, Dangon approached with outstretched arms.
“Don’t ever hug me or say thank you.”
Bu Eun-sul said with a disgusted expression.
“If you do so, I will immediately return the Ehwasu Leaf to you.”
And he turned and walked out of the fire hall first.
* * *
-The rising power of Sichuan has been attacked, and Vice Lord Shen Poison has been killed!
It is said that the Blood Poison Song, which had rapidly expanded its venomous attacks and power to threaten the Tang family, the losers of Sichuan, was suddenly attacked.
As a result, the treasures and extreme poisons stored in the Blood Poison Pavilion were destroyed, and the Vice Lord Simdok was killed.
Simdok, whoever he was?
He was a peak master who had traversed the Wulin for decades, and his poisonous kung fu was difficult to stop even for masters who threatened the Tang Gate.
-The men who killed Shen Dok and ambushed Blood Poison Song were the third of the Sichuan Tang Clan, the masters of the Tang Clan and the Daoist Clan!
And unbelievable rumors began to spread through the land once again.
Surprisingly, it was Tang Gong and Tang Wen who killed the Bugok Zhu Simdok.
-Is that possible?
At first, the Murimans dismissed it as a ridiculous rumor.
However, as one intelligence organization after another confirmed this, the buzz began to grow.
* * *
Inside Seo Hwagak’s office.
Ding!
The door to the inner chamber of the Seahawk’s residence swung open, and an axe-eyed man burst in.
It was Tangi.
“Brother!”
Tang Bi barged in and shouted at Tang Ling, who was sitting at a rosewood table writing.
“Why did you give him a monopoly?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you pretending you don’t know?”
Tangy bared her fangs and rolled her legs.
“Dangon, he’s the one who struck the blood poison with the poisoned sugar!”
Tang Bi thumped her chest in frustration.
“Sichuan…… No, rumor has it that the whole country is rumored to have produced a great man in the Tang family!”
In fact, the reason the rumors spread so quickly in such a short period of time was because the Black Mark was spreading to the intelligence organizations under Bu Eunseol’s orders.
Unaware of this, Tang Bi mistakenly believed that Tang’s fame had spread far beyond Sichuan.
“Haha.”
Tang Ling let out a low laugh.
“And thirdly, you’ve only recently solved the problem of the House’s power over you, haven’t you?”
“So have you heard the rumors?”
“What rumor?”
“It is said that the Sichuan Tang family’s cowherd was named Tang Gong because the other two sons had their heads tucked in like Zara!”
“Hmm.”
Tang Bi’s words stiffened Tang Ling’s face.
“So one of the two guys with his head stuck up his ass like Zara came looking for the other?”
“Brother. I meant that, not…….”
“Done.”
Putting down the brush he was holding, Tang Ling said coldly.
“The third came back with a big accomplishment. I supported the dictatorship to keep him out of harm’s way.”
“Brother.”
“You are slandering the Third, who has made the name of the House famous. And in doing so, you dishonor not only me, but the entire House.”
Suddenly, Tang Bi’s complexion changed.
He realizes now that he would only further undermine his position and dignity if he attacked Dangon, who had done the hard work.
“I hadn’t thought of that…… before.”
Tang Bi clasped her hands together and bowed her head.
“Thank you for enlightening me. Brother.”
“That’s it. Go.”
“Let’s go in then.”
As Tang Bi limped out, Tang Ling’s eyes lit up like never before.
“This is not good.”
We’ve known this for a long time, actually.
The patriarch, Tang Fei, secretly sees Dangon as his heir.
Still, Tang Ling was able to laugh it off because there was nothing in Tang Gong’s life that qualified him to be a sovereign.
But now it’s different.
Dangon is certainly more than qualified to be the heir apparent.
“What can I do.”
Tang Ling smiled a murderous smile. His eyes were fixed on Tang Bi’s departing back.
* * *
Upon his return to Sichuan Tangmen, Tangon was greeted with unprecedented hospitality.
Upon entering the main house, he was greeted by his elders and kin, including Tang Fei, who bestowed great rewards on him and his party.
For Tang Gong, it was a silver shell armor, one of the treasures of the Tang family, and for Bu Eunseol, a jade shell jewel.
He rewarded the young men of the dictatorship with fifty pieces of gold.
Tang Ling and Tang Bi also sent their men to congratulate him, but only as a formality. They didn’t visit Tang Gong in person.
But a few days later, Dangfang delivered some shocking news.
-The winner of this non-competition will be decided by the Sogaju!
When the Tang clan heard the news, they were devastated.
Until now, it has been the sole choice of the Sichuan Tang family to choose the next patriarch.
And you’d pick Soga as the winner of a non-competition on a whim?
-The order of play is Tangling and Tangbi. Then Danggon and Dangcheng.
A non-competition is a competition, but to nominate the untouchable Tang Qing as a successor?
The Tang clan was dumbfounded.
-Dangling, Dangbi, and Dangon. They are all equally powerful and have their own strengths and weaknesses.
In other words, everyone deserves to be a gaju, and we will decide the top by martial arts!
But once the reason was communicated, the kin nodded.
It was a fair comment that made sense and didn’t favor anyone.
Besides, how can I not obey your command?
With four days to go until the Sogaju decision, there was a palpable sense of excitement in the house.
Inside the Qingyang Temple, Banquet Hall.
After returning from the Blood Poison Song, Dangon was drinking alone with Bu Eunseol.
“This is really crazy.”
Taking a sip from a large glass of gum namchun, Tang Gong laughed and shook his head.
“The affairs of my home, and the rumors that have spread through the land…… are like a dream.”
“It’s not a dream.”
Tangon smirked at Bu Eun-sul’s answer.
“Because not so long ago, I thought I was alone in this big world, with no one to turn to.”
He wiped his mouth and looked at the snow.
“But since your arrival…… I have been duly recognized by my father, and have gained the support of the other brothers.”
Picking up his drink again, Dangon smirked.
“Not only that, but I’ve also been labeled as the Tang family’s “spirit,” or something, because I’m said to have killed the Bugok Zhu Simdok.”
Dangon had it all in one fell swoop.
But he didn’t do it all on his own. She couldn’t have done it without the help of her husband.
Was that why? Dangon’s expression as he drank was not pleasant.
“But what’s with the look on your face, don’t you like the asterisks?”
Tangon laughed bitterly at Bu Eun-sul’s words.
“I’m starting to think this is all a dream after all.”
“What does that mean?”
“My father didn’t want me to be a cattleman.”
Dangon said, setting down his drink.
“All other things aside, I can’t choose him over Wu Gong. If you hold an uncontested tournament, you’re choosing the tyrant Tang Bi.”
He sighed deeply and shook his head.
“I thought I had finally caught up with them, and I was actually looking forward to it. But to be pitted against the Tang Clan in a non-competition ……? I feel miserable.”
“You must be mistaking something.”
Bu Eun-sul smiled as she filled her glass.
“Your father wants you to be a cattleman.”