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Chapter 244 What’s to Come




Chapter 244 What's to Come

A bunch of people in the woods for some reason.
The number of people was staggering.
One.
All was silent.
Because everyone else was dead.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the place felt like a crawling darkness with no end in sight.
They’re creating that atmosphere with their own lives.
In the midst of all that heavy silence.
“Is everyone done with their maintenance?”
Someone’s muffled question drifted through the shadows of the forest.
The owner of the voice was a man in his forties, standing on a slightly elevated rock.
Hundreds of people in the crowd in front of him nodded in unspoken reply.
The middle-aged man with the graying hair spoke again in a quiet voice.
“Good. Stand by. When they come, we move together.”
The internal prayers were not unusual.
It was like a giant knife stuck in a rock.
The man’s face in the sunlight was ghastly enough to send chills down my spine.
It was caused by all the scars across his face.
Better a scribble than a scrawl.
However, the body was different from the face.
The muscles of his upper torso, exposed by the open front of the garment, were as magnificent as those of a master craftsman.
He had a boulder chest, thick biceps that bulged out from the sides of his sleeveless shirt, and abs that were defined and firm…… – the kind of physique every man dreams of.
One.
The only thing that stood out more than his gorgeous body was the tattoo on his left shoulder.
A shadowy demon with a dagger in its mouth and bleeding…….
The eerie tattoo symbolized one thing.
The Nightfall, the preeminent Saffa faction in the Shadowlands.
The courtesy tattoo signified that he was the head of the place.
The great martial artist and night bandleader of the Xinxia Saga, the Laughing Demon Sword, was a fierce middle-aged martial artist.
Shhh.
The sandstone stood still and looked upward, beyond the forest.
A sharp mountain peak in a dark brown pupil.
It was the highest peak of the Chapter known as Seoak among the mighty Oaks.
It’s a weird, rugged mountain.
It looks and smells spectacular.
That’s why it’s a traditional oak.
There are volcanic waves within such volcanoes.
The old school has maintained its storied reputation and status as the…….
Like a volcano that has refused to be trodden by humans since ancient times, the Huashan School is a prestigious Taoist organization that does not accept just anyone.
which makes it all the more revered.
The sandstone was going to crush those volcanic waves.
Why.
Because he secretly colluded with the Ilwolmagyo.
More precisely, he was so impressed with Arunan’s manipulative inaction that he pledged allegiance to him.
‘How exalted thou art, Chapter. You have stayed long in a place where no Chapter blooms, and you have made it bloom well. By the sword…… it became a holy place for the Taoists, but the sword flower will no longer bloom here.’
Soon, the sandstone’s lips moved in and out of view.
Hoot.
A soundless smile with murderous intent.
Also.
It was a triumphant smile.
It was inevitable.
It was a swift and stealthy raid, ordered by Ah Lun Nan.
They acted faster than the hordes that joined hands with the Iron Currents.
So you can’t go wrong with the example.
If only it had been written by someone who could see things through.
Sandstone soon returned his gaze, resting his hand gently on the hilt of his sword.
“Cackle. First sacrifice, Chapter, you may rest in peace.’
At that moment, I heard the sound of something crashing through the bushes.
Crispy, crispy-crisp
A few moments later, a couple hundred people showed up.
The podium power was unresponsive.
They knew that everyone who showed up was there to support them.
The leader spotted the Yayeon Danju Sandstone and greeted it.
“Greetings, Master Sadanju. As you can see, we’re here at the behest of the Patriarch.”
He was the eighteenth Zhangmun Jade Master of the Sect.
A large group of people accompanying him were the Mundos under his command.
Sandstone muttered under his breath.
‘Foot…… They’ve all been completely brainwashed. The cultist’s abilities are truly remarkable.
Chapter immediately responded with a glare.
“Welcome back. What happened to your people elsewhere?”
“They’ll be right back, they’re following us.”
Sure enough, not long after Jade Capital finished speaking, a large crowd gathered here again.
It was the elite force of the three major martial arts schools in the Xixian region, including Shangdao Pavilion, Ximing Pavilion, and Hongliu Sword Gate.
And with that, a quick hello to each other.
A forty-strong man in a yellow robe chuckled and gagged.
“Let’s get on with it, Sa Danzhu. My excitement at the thought of destroying the Chapter last night kept me awake at night.”
Clad in a white robe with the Chapter symbol, he was the chief of the Ximing Clan, the Ximing Sword Spirit Clan.
This is the highest level of mastery, meaning you’re close to being a master.
Eup’yucha stroked the hilt of his sword as if his hands were nervous, and Sandstone nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching upward.
“Hoot. I look forward to your performance today.”
Followed by.
wink-
Sandstone stepped forward and gave a short order.
“Power, we’re on our way.”
At the same time, the combined forces of the Ya Yan Troupe, Sect of the Saints, Sect of the South, Shang Dao Pavilion, and the Red River Sword Gate began a stealthy movement toward the Chapter.
* * *
Inside the pavilion north of Jongnampa.
Sitting in his tasseled chair, Arun Nan fixed his gaze wordlessly on the lattice doors in front of him.
I wonder if they’re waiting for someone.
In the midst of this, on either side of the great hall, the heads of the Ilwolmagyo stood like folding screens.
On the left are the Eight Great Teachers, the highest ranking members of the teaching staff, with the exception of the head teacher, Arunnan, and the vice head teacher, Yeom Sang-ah.
On the opposite right was the next rank below him, the seventeenth lord.
After a while.
Click
The lattice doors opened and two women stepped through.
Sphenoid and Yomongida.
Arun Nan’s eyes widened and he immediately asked a question.
“Have you met with Wall to confirm?”
Yin Sang-ah quickly walked over to him and answered.
“Yes, father, in a few days, Mon Confucius has ascended to the position of Householder of the House of Ximen, and he’s already donned the Household’s distinctive armor.”
“So, did you get rid of the troublesome Xu Wenzhu, Xu Wenxiang, and Xu Wenyu?”
“Yes. Neatly.”
“Hoohoo…… Yeah. I like it very much. When did he say he was coming here?”
“Oh, yeah. I’ll be back sometime this afternoon…….”
Suddenly, the lattice doors reopened and Wolwusa appeared.
“You’re here, now tell me what you think.”
Yin Sang-ah inwardly sneered at Ah Lun-nan’s meaningful words.
‘Hmph…… I knew it, you must have told Wolwoosa to look into it separately because you’re not good enough?
Or not, says Wolusa, with a nod.
“Example. The three of them had completely taken control of the interior. The former patriarch, eldest son, and youngest son are all dead, and only a few people from the Zilfeng Sun Clan and this clan have surrendered. It seems like they got rid of the top-ranked Fei Feng Zhao because he could be a source of trouble for Chapter.”
At that moment, Arun Nan, the head of the family, suddenly let out a cold voice.
“By the way, there’s still no reply from the Asurama Sect. How dare they ignore me?”
If that was questionable, so was Yeom Sang-ah.
“Hmm…… I’ve never seen anything like this before. You’re not going to betray me now for some reason, are you?
For some reason, it felt ominous.
Without the support of the Asuramites, the West Moon is the only ally who can help.
Arun Nan’s face softened, and he spoke again.
“We can’t just wait. After I get a report on the results of the Chapter raid today, I’m leaving for the White House with Moon. You all know that.”
At the same time, the Eight Great Dukes and the Eighty-Eight Great Houses answered in the same manner.
“Got it!”
“Father, shall I take charge of this place then?”
“Huh…… what nonsense. Shouldn’t you be enjoying the joy of having the Martial Sword in your hands?”
“Sure. I’d love to see it.”
“I will leave the affairs of this place to the Three Kingdoms for the time being.”
“Ah…….”
Samtae-gong meant the three elders who served as the senior members of the squadron.
“I didn’t realize you were here.”
“Hoot, we had him from the beginning. He’s our secret power, so we kept him in hiding. He’ll be here in a few minutes.”
Arun Nan pushed himself to his feet and said his last words.
“When Mr. Moon gets here, we’ll talk briefly, and then he’ll leave just as it’s getting dark. Let us conclude our morning meeting.”
“Yes, my lord!”
* * *
Around the same time.
A girl belonging to the open visited the White House checkpoint.
It was Seol Pangyo who opened the front door.
“Hello, I’m a disciple of openness. Here…… take this. It’s a class letter written verbatim from the Iron Gate Master.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you.”
“I’ve got other things to do, so I’ll be right on my way, then……,”
With those words, Openo hurried away.
After closing the door and turning around, Seol Pangyo checked the paper.
‘Finally……!
That’s when a soft voice reached my ears.
“Confucius, who is this letter from?”
Seolpan Gyo quickly turned his head and saw Mae Yak Bang walking toward him.
“This is a letter from the Iron Gate. He says it’s due today.”
“What? Then…….”
“Yes. That’s right, it’s a showdown with the Moon Cult.”
“Wow…… I didn’t realize it would happen so fast.”
“He’s always unexpected, he’s…… I’d love to fight with him, but it’s a bit heavy on my heart to stay here.”
Snowpiercer’s eyes sank into the depths of the ocean.
“I’m worried……, right?”
Mae Yanfang asked cautiously, and Shi Fanqiao smiled faintly.
“Huh. No, because my father is…… strong enough to have claimed the honor of Omuji once upon a time. Besides, there’s…….”
That’s when the apothecary guessed the back story.
“Next to it is the iron gatepost.”
“Ha-ha-ha. That’s right, that’s why I’m not worried, you’ve already written it here.”
“Excuse me?”
“We’ll get it all done before nightfall.”
“……!”
“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”
* * *
The steep cliffs in the back where the Jongnampa sits.
A rocky escarpment located at the rear of the north front.
On top of it, a halfling appeared like a beam of light.
It was an iron currents that brought a new wind.
“It’s probably over there.”
Muttering under his breath, Chu Liuhui’s gaze lingered quietly on the northern hall within the Sect.
Right then.
Shouts echoed from the forests surrounding the sect.
-Waaaaaaaaaah…… waaaaaaaaaah…… waaaaaaaaaaah…… waaaaaaaaaaah……!
The sudden commotion causes a flurry of activity in the temple grounds.
Seeing this, Chulleuhyeon grabbed the reins with an impassive expression.
“Let’s go kick some kid’s ass.”