Chapter 233 You showed up.

Chapter 233 You showed up.

The monk’s eyes widen in a wave-like motion.
A rapidly escalating sense of crisis.
Papat- Chararang!
Quickly pulling Xinxing to his feet, Iljia drew his sword.
Woof.
The long sword cried.
An invisible energy surged along the blade.
“What did you say, kill this body……?”
Dark flesh exploded, shaking the room.
The air became heavier in an instant.
But Yomongji was not so sure.
“My body is a mess, but my two ears are still intact.”
The bright red lips form a seductive smile.
He looked relaxed.
No.
Not just faces.
Even the gesture of his hand as he gently moved the pacho wire was laid back.
“Ho-ho-ho. Be reasonable, what are you going to do with a body like that?”
His judgment was further twisted by a fierce glare before a laugh that he couldn’t tell if it was mockery or a smile.
“Ugh. I’m not going to let you get away with that shit because I’ve been wounded. …….”
“Peehoo.”
As soon as Liu Mengzi mentioned the name of the name, the complexion of the Sun King stiffened like a statue.
“How can you……?”
A name that no one knew except for the Lord of the Moon, Ah Lun-nan. It was his real name.
The birth, background, etc. of those chosen to be shadowed are kept strictly confidential.
It’s a long-standing tradition and philosophy that dates back to the first founder of the religion.
One.
Today, it’s broken.
It was a mystery to me.
Top secret real name leaked via Yonhap magazine…….
But the surprises didn’t end there.
“Hailing from the Northern Grasslands Continent, orphaned, no family, selected as a candidate for the First Seat at the age of eleven and secretly enrolled…… huh. How about it, you know quite a bit, don’t you?”
As Liu Mongzi continued to mention top-secret information, Pihuo was visibly flustered.
Then.
Shhh.
Yomonji’s eyes turned cold as he lowered the pachosun.
“You have no idea what I’m like.”
“Yeah, I don’t know, so …… I’m going to find out, starting now.”
“I don’t know. Will it work?”
“Whatever. I will subdue you and deliver you to my master, but first I must ask.”
“…….”
“If you want to strike me, the shadow of your lordship, surely you mean you are plotting treason?”
“You’re asking the obvious.”
“Kkkk…… doesn’t deny it either.”
Pihuo quirked a brow and spoke again.
“It must have been a plan initiated by Yeom Sang-ah.”
“You can’t call her by her first name like that.”
“Shut up! What do you…… these ungrateful bitches. Are you trying to get your hands on the headmaster’s position, and who else is helping you in that endeavor?”
Pihuo asked with a glare, but Yomongzi shrugged dismissively.
“Hoot. If you’re so curious, go to the other side and find out.”
“Go!”
With a shout, Pihuo quickly rushed over.
A sun sword in harmony with a refreshing bodhisattva.
Shhhhhh!
A blast of sword energy accompanied by magical heat.
It was the strongest herbivore in the Ilma Sword Style.
Sweets-!
The rubble of the ruined house rained down into the air.
Amidst waves of dark azure as the sunlight spreads out.
“Before you know it!
Pihuo overturned his sentence before he could think about it.
Kang-!
Sword and pachosun clash.
Phew!
Just as the dark qi wave exploded, Pihuo’s new model flew backward.
Gain, Gain……
Pihuo scratched the ground with the soles of his feet and came to a screeching halt.
Whistle, whistle, whistle……
The Yomonji, engulfed in a dark current of air, grew in number and surrounded him on all sides.
Pihuo’s face hardened, and an eerie feeling gripped him.
“What the……!
He couldn’t tell the difference between reality and fantasy.
Disconcerting signs.
I did.
Each one had a clear signature, like a body.
The twenty-odd Chapter circled around and spoke in unison.
-Did you think I only deal with debt? Giggle, giggle…… Not easy to find me, is it?
‘Quack……!
It was hard to figure out the direction of Yomonji’s voice, which was like a hexagonal discharge.
Don’t go on the offensive too early.
This will only expose loopholes.
“They’ll confuse the clock and then ambush us!
Pihuo rolled his eyes and nudged his opponent.
“That’s just plain uneducated.”
-Ho-hot. Don’t ridicule my dance as crude. This is one of the finest martial arts…… and it’s hard to shake it up with such petty provocations.
A voice vibrated in my head, sounding like a hexagonal discharge.
Suddenly.
Munchkin.
Pihuo felt something stirring in his chest.
Could it be the effect of the strange voice?
-Gunma Dance (群魔艶舞). It is a curse dance that leads spirits to the dark realm. See also……
The freaky dance took a turn for the worse.
No.
Suddenly, it looks different.
Sarur , sarur … …
Twenty or so Yomongzhi stripped off their clothes, revealing their tainted nakedness.
It was a breathtaking sight.
The sight of so many naked bodies, each doing their own thing, was disorienting.
-In exchange for pleasure, the end is very painful. Haha…… I’m hot. I’m excited. I can’t wait to see you like that.
“That crazy bitch!
Pihuo suddenly realized that her bottom was getting hot.
‘Eek, what the…….’
He’s embarrassed by his forced lust.
At the same time, the military campaign on all sides turned violent.
Gestures that feel sticky.
It was a flirtatious gesture, covering up embarrassing places with black parchment and then revealing them again.
Pihuo’s lust and desire were heightened by the naked dance of the bewitching woman.
fast-digit
I gritted my teeth and tried to calm my nerves, but to no avail.
My body and mind were playing and reacting separately.
Soon, the veins in his entire body were raging.
And just like that, my whole body tingled.
His bloodshot eyes fluttered wide.
“Off……!”
With a groan, Pihuo soon dropped his sword.
chirp
Immediately afterward, a thought occurred to me.
“No way is that martial artist……!
The name of the legendary Maido who had stirred up the skirts of the olden days came to mind.
But that thought was quickly interrupted.
It’s because his hot instincts are starting to override his reason.
“Howl…… Howl…….”
With a ragged breath, Pihuo stripped off his clothes.
Driven by intense desire, he forgot his shame and laid on the floor, his body jerking and jerking as if he were spinning with the woman.
“Mandibles…… more, more……!”
Then Yomonji, in his alter ego, approached.
-Ja…… Now touch me. Giggle, giggle…… You sound like a sick child.
And just like that, the sweaty Pihuo was deep in the space of revelry.
One.
He had no idea.
Realizing that everything you saw was an illusion in the first place.
Perched on a rock to one side, Yomonji waved his fan gently and laughed.
“Hoo-hoo. Poor thing, mad with lust and headed for death. It was the same way then. It wasn’t my body you embraced, just an illusion.”
At one point, Pihuo let out a scream.
“Off…… off……!”
His entire body was rapidly expanding, causing excruciating pain.
Then.
Tut-tut-!
His eyeball popped out and red blood gushed out.
Fluffy, fluffy, fluffy……
His bulging body moved precariously.
Immediately after.
“Yikes!”
With a piercing scream, his entire body exploded.
Hoo-doo-doo, hoo-doo-doo, hoo-doo……
Bits of torn flesh and bones scattered in all directions, reeking of a fishy odor.
Seeing that, Yomonji flicked her hair.
“Hoot. Thanks. For the good info.”
You hear a voice in your head.
-Dispose of the moonstone.
Pushing himself to his feet, Yomonji looked up at the darkening sky and muttered to himself.
“Ho-ho-ho. I can see the end now. I’m sure the mighty Murim will take care of the rest. It’s the Iron River Trail. …… I’m looking forward to it.”
* * *
Seomunseo is in my meeting room.
Zhao Zhong, who was listening to Chu Liuhui’s words, was surprised.
“Old?”
“No, there’s no way there’s an enemy nest in this area……!”
“Huh, no way…….”
In the meantime, Gao Zhu asked cautiously.
“Iron Gate Master, why do you think so?”
“Conscientious objector.”
“……!”
“That’s why.”
“You mean……?”
“The last person to use the Conscience Gong, the Jade Shaman, was enshrined in a room in the Seomseo region. It’s Sobungsan’s blood, to be precise, so we think it’s very likely that the Seomseo got their hands on it. Of course, we can’t be sure yet.”
“But how did you know where it was?”
“Thanks to Kiyon. We call it the Cave of All Things.”
Chul’s response was, as always, ambiguous.
That’s when Qingcheng Swordmaster Seol Huiyong explained.
“The one who used the Conscience Divine Gong to inherit the martial arts must be from the Zheng Sect or the Four Sects. As we all know, the Conscience Divine Gong is based on the I Qigong elements of the mighty Martial Clans.”
Nodding, Seomunjwa stroked his chin and said.
“Hmmm, I’m going to have to figure out where the hidden nest is in this place quickly.”
That’s when Chullehorn put his sword on the table.
“You have to bait them.”
His gaze fell to the sword on the table.
Seo Wenchao asked, shaking his head.
“Is that knife bait?”
Ironcloud drew his greatsword.
saaagh-.
A blue blade is revealed with a soft sound.
Then Chulleuhyeon said, expressionlessly.
“The Mushin Sword. It’s the sword that the Moon Demon Lord covets so much…….”
At the same time, Zhao Zhong was stunned.
“Huh!”
“Mu, Mu Shinsengumi!”
“My goodness……! Is that really a martial arts sword?”
Chul Liuhun shook his head instead of answering, and Seo Wenjia opened his mouth in question.
“Excuse me, Lord Iron Gate……?”
“It’s because I awakened some of my powers, and that’s why the blade has taken on a blue color… well, I’m still studying, so I don’t know the details.”
Next to him, Seol Huayong stood up with a serious expression.
“As the Iron Gate Lord said, this sword is a relic of the Ascended Sword Dragon, and it is indeed the Martial God Sword, the strongest of the Ten Heavenly Soldiers. Several of us, including myself, have already seen its power. You were deliberately vague about its existence during the last Rain Dance.”
The sheathed knife spoke up.
“In any case, if we publicize the existence of the Martial Sword, the…… enemy will sooner or later make some sort of move, and I’m going to try to locate their secret base. It’ll be a bit of a risk, but it’s the only way to shorten the time.”
Seomunjwa nodded in agreement.
“That’s literally too good of a bait to resist. I’ll be happy to cooperate. By the way, why don’t you stay the night?”
Immediately afterward, Chul Ryuhyeon asked expressionlessly.
“Then do you mind if I stay in the mountain cottage over there, I like the quiet.”
“Yes! Gladly.”
Meanwhile.
Seo clenched his hands under the table.
“There it is!
The thrill, the joy, the excitement.
Found it!
It showed up on its own!
The strongest of the Ten Thousand Soldiers, the ultimate weapon, and a symbol of the history of the mighty martial artist……!
Seo Moon-wol, who had suppressed his excitement, smiled to himself.
‘This is your chance. Tonight, we’ll strike at the Iron Stream and take the Martial Sword.