Chapter 208

Wedding song.
This valley, located on Guangzheng Mountain in Yizhou, was once home to the Green Blood Sect.
Using the poison he gathered from the Guangzheng Mountain, Green Blood Fang built a small poison wall and honed his poison gong there.
When a Poison Gong reaches the Tenth Level, even his blood turns greenish, and the Green Blood Chamber once again utilizes the blood of those who have reached the Poisonous Man to create extreme poison.
It is the Five Water Blood Crystal, the most virulent poison in the Martial Realm.
The Green Blooded Fang used the Foul Blood Essence, which can kill hundreds with a single drop, to wreak havoc and gain power.
However, he was eventually criticized by the Zheng family and was quickly executed as a Muriman.
The green room, a portal of memories that old people tell their grandchildren about.
It is now a valley of the dead, uninhabitable by any living thing, hence the name Yuhon Valley.
“Poisonous factions don’t end well.”
Hyuk Sojin, walking in the direction of Yuhonggok, said with a frown of arrogance.
“The Moon Sect is long dead, but its stench lingers from generation to generation.”
The deeper you go into the mountains, the more the sour scent seeps into your nostrils.
Not only that, but there seems to be an unknown, unpleasant energy hovering over everything.
“What the good and the bad have in common.”
Swollen tongue muttered.
“Even if the body becomes butoh and is cut off,…… it still leaves a stench-like infamy.”
It’s like a quote from a wise man who’s seen it all.
After mulling over the words, Hyuk So Jin noticed the serious expression on Bu Eun Seol’s face and laughed and joked.
“Isn’t that smell and that smell different things?”
But Bu Eun-sul took the joke seriously.
“It makes no difference. The bodies of the wicked and the wickedly wicked are disposed of in the same way.”
“The same way?”
“The corpses of poisoned people are poison in themselves, and if left unburied, they pollute the land around them. If you burn them, they become poisonous smoke, and they will devastate the area.”
His eyes deepened, as if recalling memories of his time as a goat.
“So in order to dispose of the poison, we had to go off the beaten path and burn the bodies in secret.”
“But what does that have to do with the wicked?”
“The wicked have done many bad things, so even after they die, their graves are dug up by those who hold grudges.”
“Mmm.”
“That is why the wicked, like the poisonous, must be buried in secret, out of sight and out of mind.”
“Ouch.”
Hyuk Sojin slapped his knee and nodded.
“So, all is right with the world.”
He looked around and frowned arrogantly.
“And since this green-blooded fellow is both venomous and vicious……, the stench is even worse.”
Myo Tianwu, who had been silently listening to the two, smiled dumbly.
‘You’ve changed a lot.
During her time in Hell, Bu Eunseol was not only extremely aloof, but she rarely spoke.
But now I realize that he has a very unique way of speaking that not only keeps the conversation going, but also makes it interesting.
‘By the way, …….’
Suddenly, his mind flashed back to the image of Bu Eun-sul fighting with Seo Jin-ha on her back, exchanging glances.
“Swollen Tongue.”
Myo Tianwu, who was deep in thought, approached Bu Eunseol and asked her with a serious expression.
“You’re trusting me.”
That’s a stupid question.
Bu Eun-sul raised an eyebrow in incomprehension.
“Trust?”
“You’re letting me join you in beating the girl king, so you must trust me on some level.”
Buunsul shook her head at his offhand remark.
“No.”
“No?”
“It’s just a fancy word.”
Fixing his gaze on the distant sky, he spoke in a low voice.
“I just need to have enough faith in them not to stab me in the back.”
“Was it…… or something like that?”
“What do you mean?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
It was only in hindsight that Myo Tianwu realized.
That the kernel of the bean hasn’t changed, not even in hell.
‘The selection process on Hell Island brought out the madness and killer instinct…….’
Most of those on the Infernal Plane were unable to retain their sanity, and were left with nothing but madness and destructive instincts.
But Bu Eun-sul was different.
He hadn’t been overcome by madness and was still looking at everything cynically and rationally.
When we fought together with Seo Jin-ha, and even now……
He still maintains his character of not believing in loyalty or trust.
“When you think about it, maybe it’s inevitable.
While in Hell Island, Bu Eun-sul was focused solely on survival.
So it wouldn’t have mattered what his character was like or whether he was trustworthy.
You just have to have enough faith to not stab yourself in the back.
“But this isn’t Hell’s Kitchen.
Miao Tianwu smiled bitterly.
Bu Eun-sul is still in the hellscape…… with values no different from those there.
“Perhaps there is a purpose, a reason to survive and grow stronger.
The conversation you had with Bu Eun-sul on the way to Yuhonggok was probably less than ten words.
Nevertheless, Myo Tian-woo was able to read his personality like a friend who had known Bu Eun-sul for decades.
And that’s only possible because he genuinely loves snowflakes.
Friendship.
The world’s many hobgoblins cry out for friendship.
But most people are quick to turn away when it hurts them.
There are many people out there who would rather see a friend in a difficult time fall into a pit of despair or wish them nothing but the best.
But Myocenosis is different.
He was a real badass who could keep the great emotion of friendship alive.
“Maybe we’ll get along quickly.
Miao Tianwu smirked.
She doesn’t expect anything from others.
On the flip side, it also meant that if you gave him a little faith, you could always reach out to him.
‘If you’re still here, you’ll be able to see …….’
Miao Tianwu’s face hardened.
It was then that I realized why I was so confidently seeking out the Yuyun Dragon.
‘I can only bring him here because I don’t trust him.’
Bu Eun-sul didn’t come to the Demon King’s Palace because she trusted Myotian Wu infinitely or because of their friendship.
He’s simply given them enough reason and benefit to follow him.
And I’m sure they’ll do the same to the Yuyun Dragon.
‘But…….’
Miao Tianwu made up his mind.
It will always give her the feeling of trust.
“Here we go.”
In the meantime, Wei Tianqing’s pacing has stopped.
Of the three forefathers, Wei Tianjing is the most divinely quick and prudent.
So whenever we went somewhere where there was a risk, he always took the lead.
“Here’s your wedding song.”
Wedding song.
Despite the name, which suggests corpses strewn about, the vegetation was lush and beautifully blooming.
However, the stench got worse, and I felt like I was going to vomit immediately if I didn’t blow hard enough.
After walking for a while around a bend in the road, we came to a large bamboo grove that was dyed green.
“Looks like someone’s been sharpening their martial arts skills.”
Wei Tianqing’s eyes narrowed as he looked around at the splintered bamboo.
“That’s some martial arts. I can’t believe you can split bamboo like that.”
The broken bamboo was split vertically, not horizontally, and the hundreds of strands were consistent in size.
“Mmm.”
Studying the bamboo that Yu Tianqing had pointed out, Bu Eunsul closed her eyes for a moment.
In his mind’s eye, the image of a long whip moved like a living creature.
The whip drew straight lines and curves, drawing the transformation of a docile dog in an instant.
“Divine Skill Creation”….
Bu Eun-sul guessed that this was the Shinhwa Harmonization Technique, one of the best techniques in the Baekmafang method.
“Surely, it must be the tracks of the Yuyun Dragon.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head at Miao Tianwu’s words.
“No, these are not the tracks made by the Yuyun Dragon.”
“What?”
“He has long ago forged more complicated robes than this, and it is impossible for him to change a mere dog.”
“You mean you can look at split bamboo and see the change in vegetation?”
“It’s not that hard.”
He replied nonchalantly, just as Buunsul raised an eyebrow at the path that led to the Great Forest,
Purr!
With a crashing sound, thirty shadows descended from thin air to the ground.
They were dressed in robes as white as snow, with glistening white whips tied around their waists.
“Swollen Tongue.”
The one in front of them blinked.
He was the former Mighty Dragon Lord, Go Gunping, who had tested the five herbs on Bu Eunseol in the past.
“It’s been a while.”
“Lender.”
Bu Eun-sul said lightly.
They may have met as enemies, but Go Gun-pyeong is a proud man.
So when Bu Eun-sul was tested by Oh Chosik, he had a bit of a hand in it.
If he really wanted to kill her, he’d have done it in one fell swoop, killing her from the first bite.
“No way, you’re here for the Yuyun Dragon.”
“Yes.”
“Just go back.”
Go Gunping looked at Bu Eunseol and said coldly.
“Yu Yunlong has refused to comply with the temple master’s order to return to headquarters and is hiding in the area.”
“Why would the Master of the Demon Warriors go after the Ten Demon Warriors of the White Horse?”
“Well, that’s headquarters’ business. It’s none of your business.”
“None of your business.”
“What does that mean?”
Buunsul said firmly.
“Because he has to come with me.”
“Hahahaha!”
Go Gun-pyeong looked at the distant sky with a plastic look on his face, and blew up the place.
“Buunsun. You got a job as captain of a decent third-class squadron, and now you’ve lost your mind.”
He stopped laughing and said in a cold voice.
“Yu Yunlong is my apprentice. If you want to interfere, you’ll have to become his successor.”
“You don’t even have to be my successor.”
Bu Eunseol quickly pulled out a plaque from her bosom.
“Because I’m authorized to do that now.”
On the plaque, which glowed with five colors, was the word Chong. It was a plaque symbolizing the Supreme Leader, Ikhyocheon.
“Why do you bear the plaque of the Patriarch?”
In response to Goonpyeong’s confused question, Buunsul replied.
“The Patriarch has granted permission. Any sect that hasn’t produced a successor among the Ten Magical Doctrines will be allowed to take a Ten Demon Warrior as a subordinate.”
“That’s what the…… commander-in-chief allowed?”
“Yes.”
-I have a favor to ask.
Before she left the battlefield, Bu Eun-sul had a secret request for Ip Man.
It was the remaining Ten Warriors, asking for the power to break free from the shackles of the Ten Doors.
Ip Man then gave Bu Eun-sul conditional power.
-We will only allow this for those clans that do not currently have a candidate to succeed them.
‘Currently’ refers to the Madoffs, who have no candidates to succeed them.
The Ipso facto promised to give him the power to unshackle the hell-blooded, white horse, and ten horse warriors of the Command Gate.
But he broke free of the shackles himself by becoming a member of the Ten Horsemen of Hellblood, the Thousand Killing Squad.
And the ten horsemen of the command gate have long since fallen into the hands of the Cause’s champions……
In the end, this honor is only effective against the Yuyun Dragon.
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
Goonpyeong shouted.
“Even if you’re the Supreme Commander, what right do you have to take away a ten-horse warrior raised by the headquarters!”
“In the meantime, the Ten Demon Warriors have suffered endless losses from the ten thousand wars.”
Bu Eun-sul said with a solemn expression.
“That’s enough, now let him go.”
“Hmm, bullshit.”
“You mean you’re going against the orders of the Supreme Commander?”
“Hmph. Of course not, if this is Mazen.”
Goonpyeong smiled a cruel smile.
“But this is the Valley of the Deep, where there is no one. And the dead don’t speak.”
“Sounds like a good plan.”
Bu Eun-sul nodded leisurely.
“Yuhonggok, off the beaten path, would be the perfect place for a murderous rampage.”
“You know your stuff.”
“But do you have yourself?”
“Yourself?”
“Are you sure you’re up to the task?”
Go Gun-pyeong then burst out laughing with an incredulous expression.
“Hmph. I see that you’ve taken care of those fleeing Mabanmun rascals, and you dare to stop the Great Lord’s Mighty Dragon Army?”
The Muklong were the most skilled of all the squadrons of this class.
Not only were they all hand-picked by White Horse, but he trained them himself.
Each is an elite squad, each at the peak of their skills, and each has completed countless missions over the years.
“Oh, I’m well aware that your airheadedness isn’t what it used to be.”
He shook his head coldly.
Then the members of the Mukryong Army, who had been standing firm, rushed forward.
“But they’re all at the top of their game. Do you know what I mean?”
Boom!
Suddenly, with a loud crash, a large boulder next to Buunseol smashed into the ground.
Angered by Go Gunping’s arrogant demeanor, Myo Tian Wu unleashed his killing force.
“Swollen tongue. How long are you going to listen to that chatterbox?”
Goonpyeong’s eyes widened as he stared at the shattered rock.
The rock had been shattered into many pieces, with microscopic holes pockmarking its surface.
“Killerworm……?”
He stared at Miao Tianwu’s face and opened his mouth.
“Are you the Ten Warriors of the Palace of Destruction?”
“Hmmm, what a dick. If you’re tempted, tell me. I’ll deal with him.”
Goonpyeong’s complexion changed.
Isn’t the Tenth Demon a superhuman who can rival Buunsul?
Add to that the presence of the heir to the Immortal Realm, Heng Xiaojin, and the Muklong Army will never be able to defeat them, no matter how many dragons they use.
“Mr. Lender. I have a proposition for you.”
Bu Eun-sul looked at Goon-pyeong, who was sweating profusely, and smiled.
“Why sacrifice the lives of innocent Muklong soldiers?”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, just take the first meal, and I’ll be on my way.”
Go Gun-pyeong’s body trembled.
It reminded him of the test he had forced Bu Eun-sul to take in the past.