Chapter 205

Time seemed to stand still inside the annex, and the heavy air seemed to flow overhead.
“You’re out of your mind.”
After a long silence, he looked at the swollen snow and spoke.
“You’re going to kill the Seven Deadly Sins? You said there’s no deadline, so you’re going to kill him in ten years?”
He is the heir to an assassination-minded, ultra-clever family.
They believe that even that kind of volume is not something that can be accomplished without a decade of time.
But Bu Eun-sul didn’t say anything.
Slaying the Girl King.
It was something Bu Eunseol had to do. Without her sacrifice, he would have died a long time ago.
“Plus, I’m tired of being told what to do.
If she was given another passive task, she would have gotten bored.
But Ip Man’s mission was full of spies, and he happened to have something he wanted. This was fortunate for him, as he had always been a man of action.
“Hmm.”
At that moment, Dao Tianlin let out a sigh.
His eyes lit up and his mouth opened as if he realized something.
“Buunsun. You’re going to change your mind later.”
That the mission has no due date.
This could also be interpreted as a way to change the content of the mole.
But Ip Hyo-chun shook his head and said firmly.
“You’ve chosen your mole, you can’t change it.”
Then, Dao Tianlin suddenly stepped forward and clasped his hands together.
“No matter how good a writer you are, there are some things you can’t do.”
He said with a serious look on his face.
“Of course, in the distant future, he may ascend to the position of the Seven Deadly Kings, but wasn’t the purpose of this spy to screen the abilities of his successors?”
This is incomprehensible.
Why would he do this to Ik Hyo-chun, who has always opposed Bu Eun-sul becoming his successor?
“Wouldn’t it be better if I were upside down. Dao Tianlin.”
Dao Tianlin smirked at Bu Eun-sul’s words.
“That’s not bad, but I hate to see a competitor who thought they were in contention until the very end doomed by a stupid mistake.”
That’s a strange thing to say.
Technically, Do Tianlin’s competitor is not Bu Eun-sul, but Wei Ji Hye-sang.
For a long time, blood salinity and mammograms have been compared and have always been in competition.
However, he publicly refers to Bu Eun-sul as his lucky number.
“He’s right. It’s a bust.”
Despite Dao Tianlin’s insulting demeanor, Wei Ji Hye-sang fixed her expression and smiled brightly.
“Why don’t you take his advice and think about it one more time?”
It’s innocent and untidy, but it’s what he’s saying.
-I’m not a Taoist, and I think you’re a Taoist.
The two of them are using the Bu Eun-Seol to fight over chi.
Bu Eun-sul, who was well aware of that, shook her head with a nonchalant expression.
“I’ve already made up my mind.”
As Bu Eun-sul’s answer flowed out, Ip Hyo-chun asked in a low voice.
“Apparently, you’ve already decided which of the Seven Deadly Sins you’re going to slay.”
“Yes.”
“Whom did you choose?”
“This is Gu Hongcheng.”
“She’s a queen.”
Ip Man smiled thinly, as if he had expected it.
Certainly, the Gulwang was the least skillful of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Nevertheless, it has reached the very top of the heavenly realm, and above all, it is the elder statesman of openness as the highest intelligence organization of the party.
Considering these two points, he’s a powerful man who can’t be touched easily.
“I see.”
After nodding with a nonchalant expression, Ipohyo Chen looked at Wei Ji Hye again.
“Are you going to pick a mole today?”
“Yes.”
“Then we’re done.”
Ip Man looked at his successors with a dry smile.
“We’ve done all the work that needs to be done, so you can all leave.”
Then the successors in the private chamber all bowed respectfully to Ip Man and left the private chamber as if they had been waiting.
Dao Tianlin and Wei Ji Hye-sang kept their eyes fixed on Bu Eun-sul until the moment they walked out the door.
But Bu Eun-sul stood there, unwilling to leave.
“I see you have something to say to this commander.”
Ip Man smirked, and Bu Eun-sul nodded.
“Yes.”
“Do it.”
Bu Eun-sul clasped her hands together.
He opened his mouth in a serious and cautious manner.
“Is it preordained that you are the successor to your predecessor?”
There was silence for a while.
Instead of answering, Ip Man glared into Bu Eun Seol’s eyes.
He looked at me as if there was more to say.
“I’ll ask the question again.”
Taking a deep breath, Buunsul spoke in a low voice.
“Was Dao Tianlin the designated successor to the majesty?”
Ip Hyo-chun’s mouth dropped open as the question changed.
“Why do you think that?”
“Even if you’re a bloodthirsty Sojourner, you’re not going to be able to defeat a master of the Demon Warriors easily.”
It was an easy enough reasoning that I didn’t have to think too hard about it.
Dao Tianlin organized the masters of the palace to lure Bu Eun-sul away from Nangya Pavilion and into the closed courtyard.
And when they parted ways, the masters of the Order, including the Shamanists and the Hellbloods, attacked as if they had been waiting.
Even for the successor to Blood Salinity, this power is too much.
“Hoo hoo.”
Ip Man gave a satisfied laugh. As if in answer to a question.
“Although you entered the martial arts world late in life, you are not an inch behind …… the heirs of the ten martial arts masters, who inherited the best qualities and training.”
Ip Man muttered something that I couldn’t tell if it was a lament or a compliment.
“Answered.”
“Yes.”
Bu Eun-sul respectfully clasped her hands together and turned around, but behind her back, she heard Ip Hyo-tian’s low voice.
“The future you see before you needs a sword.”
As Bu Eun-sul turned around, Ip Hyo-tian revealed a strange smile.
“Be a sword. A sharp sword.”
Knives serve two purposes.
It can be intimidating in its own right, or it can cut through something if you swing it.
-Be a knife that cuts through the rot.
He didn’t ask her what she meant.
The look in Ip Man’s eyes told me exactly what he meant.
“I have a favor to ask you.”
“Speak.”
He then had a private conversation with Ip Man in a low voice.
“Thank you.”
When all was said and done, Bu Eun-sul respectfully clasped her hands together once more, then turned and left the room without delay.
* * *
Closer and closer.
The gates of the palace opened, and a black steed raced through the streets.
On top of the carriage was a banner symbolizing the warring factions, and around it rode the leaders of the four warring factions on quasi-horsebacks, while the members of the four warring factions followed behind, secretly practicing the Divine Law.
“What the hell are you thinking, Deputy.”
Hyuk So-jin said to Bu Eun-sul, who was looking out the window with her arms crossed.
“Why would you choose to kill a girl king?”
As they were leaving the battlefield, rumors spread that Bu Eun-sul had chosen one of the Seven Deadly Kings to be killed.
It was clear that someone, probably one of the four successors, had deliberately spread the rumor.
Although Dao Tianlin has hidden his choice, and Wei Jiehui has not yet chosen……, the two of them already possess superhuman martial arts skills and knowledge.
“No, maybe not those two.
Hyuk Sojin shook his head.
Perhaps it was one of Yongliangbi and Sindo Unhui, or perhaps all four spread the word about the Buunsun.
While Hyuk So-jin was lost in thought, Bu Eun-sul answered.
“It’s just something that needs to be done.”
Hyuk sighed.
Because once she says it’s a “must do”, it becomes a “must do”.
“Anyway, shouldn’t we stop the rumor from spreading? If this rumor spreads to the open, it’s your brother’s job to deal with the Girl King…….”
Then Bu Eun-sul smiled coldly.
“No, if they hadn’t done it, I would have spread the word.”
“What?”
“The Girl King is a proud man. If she realizes I’m targeting her, she’ll come out looking like a honey.”
Folding his arms, Buunsul narrowed his eyes in deep thought.
“Even if it’s not, there are plenty of reasons to spread the word.”
“…….”
Hyuk was silent.
When you think about it, Bu Eun-sul doesn’t act impulsively. She always thinks things through and considers multiple options.
He said this, so he must have a deep, far-reaching plan.
“Why on earth would you want to hit a girl?”
Suddenly, a madness burst into Bu Eun-sul’s eyes.
“Because you have touched this disciple of mine.”
Those who touch the disciples of Nanyagak are dead, and the sect is destroyed.
By defeating the girl king, Bu Eun-sul hopes to once again demonstrate the iron rule and majesty of Nangyagak.
“So where are we going now?”
Then Bu Eun-sul closed her eyes and said, “I’m sorry.
“Hades.”
“Destruction Palace…….”
Hyuk Sojin narrowed his eyes as he thought about something for a while.
“Are you trying to get your act together and beat the girl king?”
No matter how good Bu Eun-sul is, there are countless masters of the opening.
Furthermore, the Girl Queen is an extremely skilled master, so she would never be able to defeat Bu Eunseol alone.
“You’re welcome. I’ll take him on alone.”
Looking out the window, Bu Eun-sul said calmly.
“But in order to go toe-to-toe with him, I need the help of a master of my own caliber.”
“Something like…… I see.”
Hyuk Sojin nodded, as if he had just realized something.
An adept of similar age to Bu Eun-sul and of similar power to him. There is only one class of people in the world.
Ten Warriors.
Bu Eun-sul is trying to gather the remaining Ten Demon Warriors to gain power.
* * *
The Imperial Palace was located at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain, southeast of Suzhou.
As you walk along the river, you’ll see a beautiful forest planted with cypress and pine trees.
If you walk a bit further, you’ll see what looks like the first gate of a large temple.
When Bu-eun-sul and Hyuk-so-jin look up at the large gate, they see a sign that reads, “Destruction Palace”.
This is the Destroyer Palace, a sect of the Magical Art of the Most Powerful, which claims to hold the heavens and earth at its feet with only a pair of six-armed men.
Bu Eun-sul dismounted from the carriage and rode up to the mountain gate with his men.
Then, in front of the doorway, two warriors with shaped eyes stood tall as gods.
Judging by the prayer and demeanor of his whole body, he was probably no ordinary weaver.
“The Fourth Lord of the Mazoku, Buunsul.”
For a moment, Wisa’s body flinched.
The status of Master of Magic isn’t quite as high, but when you come out of the gate, you’re representing Magic.
“What brings you to the main palace?”
“I have come to see the Ten Horsemen of the Demon Palace.”
The two weavers then looked at each other, exchanged a subtle glance, and clasped their hands together.
“Please wait a moment.”
Then a weaver hurried inside. He seemed to be carrying a message, perhaps to someone.
‘You knew what I came for.
At a glance, Buunsul understood the situation.
The Demon King’s Palace already knows that Bu Eun-sul is there to find the Ten Demon Warriors.
The officers were not surprised, but exchanged glances and hurried inside. Perhaps they had received a messenger telling them to announce their arrival.
“The Tao Te Ching is the Tao Te Ching.
The Demon King’s Palace is also a key player in the Mado Tenshin, and its power and intelligence network is unimaginably vast and dense.
Not only had they figured out Bu Eun-sul’s route, but they had also predicted his thoughts.
“It’s not going to be easy.
Buunsul knew this wasn’t going to be easy.
Squeak.
At that moment, the inner door opened again, and Weesa, who had entered, stepped in front of Buunseol and clasped her hands together.
“Follow me.”
The leader led the way to a small pavilion off the center of the Temple of Destruction.
It was landscaped with a small pond, and inside the pavilion sat a white-bearded old man.
The old man was very short and stocky, but his back was straight and his eyes sparkled with crystalline light.
He looked like an old man with high status, even if he was pretending.
Bu Eun-sul clasped her hands together as she looked at the old man, who was drinking his tea as leisurely as a freshman.
“It’s a four-legged stool.”
The old man, looking out over his village, nodded lightly, as if he’d just noticed the snowflakes.
“I am Mok Yin Cheng, Lord of Criminal Law.”
Falling Sun, Mok Yin Cheong.
It was a fearsome cilantro that was said to cause the sun to fall and the sky to turn upside down once it was touched.
But it’s strange. Why would he, a criminal law lord who strictly enforces the laws of the land, not a hospitality lord, welcome the Lunar New Year?
“You’re here to see the ten warriors of the main palace?”
“Yes.”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Because he’s in the face wall cave.”
I couldn’t understand the swelling.
What crime has Myo Tianwu committed that he’s in the cotton wall?
“Has he sinned?”
“Well.”
He was distracted, and then he blurted out.
“You said you’d kill the girl king.”
Mok Incheong’s words and expression made Bu Eun-sul realize two things.
That it was Xin Downgrade who spread the rumors about the mole, and that the Devil Palace would not let Myotian Wu go so easily.
“I can see where you’re coming from, but if you’re truly looking to take over, I wouldn’t recommend it.”
Mok Incheong seemed confident that Bu Eun Seol would defeat the Gulwang with Myo Tian Woo’s help.
“I don’t think that’s any of your concern.”
At Bu Eun-sul’s stiff answer, Mok Yin-cheong gave a faint smile.
“I can’t help but notice. You’re in competition with the heir to this palace, aren’t you?”
Mok Yin Cheng said with a faint smile.
“Nevertheless, I have allowed you to join the main palace because Nangyagak does not have the same connections as the main palace. Do you understand?”
Bu Eun-sul glared at Mok Yin-cheng with a cold expression.
Myo Tianwu’s sudden visit to the Cotton Pavilion was suspicious, and Mok Incheong’s demeanor was threatening.
“I don’t think there’s anything else you want to say.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Mok Incheong said coldly.
“I beg you again, go home quietly.”
At that moment, the martial artists lurking around the hut let out a sharp burst of energy.
Not only that, but Mok Incheong’s ring finger holding the teacup was pointing to a swollen tongue.
If Bu Eun-sul shows any signs of using martial arts, he will not hesitate to strike.
When Bu Eun-sul didn’t say anything, Mok Yin-cheng nodded with satisfaction.
“Sure. I’m in a hurry, so I’ll get up first.”
“I am here as a private landlord.”
“So.”
Bu Eun-sul said in a solemn voice.
“I command you, Myotian Wu, as the master of the demon warriors, to bring him here.”