Chapter 48

The door in the corner of the forge opened to reveal a small office with a table and utensils.
Seated at a square table, Wang Gul looked at Bu Eunseol and asked.
“When you say powerful, what exactly are you referring to?”
“It’s basic knowledge that a martial artist should know.”
“I see.”
Wang Gul pulled out a thick booklet from one of the bookshelves in his office and placed it on the table.
“What is this?”
“Things you’ll want to know.”
Judging by the condition of the book, it was obvious that it hadn’t been made for long.
Carefully opening the book, Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
It contained not only the general state of affairs in the Great Lake, but also the characteristics and information of each of the sects, as well as the biographies of the most famous masters in the Martial Realm.
‘It was made recently.
The pamphlet had detailed information about the Ten Demon Warriors.
“They couldn’t have made it for me.
She spent hours every day crafting weapons and tools. If she had written the book herself, she would have taken time out of her sleep to create it.
Nevertheless, the book’s contents were precisely what Bu Eun-sul would want to know.
“Are you going to go to Kangho?”
Wang’er’s question surprised Bu Eun-sul.
“How did you know?”
“Because you don’t have time.”
Wang Gul was as clear-eyed as Pearl River and White Lotus.
“If you read it all, at least you won’t be in trouble for not knowing. Read them all and then burn them.”
“Okay, thank you.”
As she closed the book and turned away, she suddenly felt a strange sensation.
It was a hunch.
The Iron Master, Wang Ge, who knew everything.
If so, she might know about the beast that killed her grandfather.
And even if she did, she wouldn’t ask why.
“I have one more question.”
Bu Eunseul forced herself to calm her ragged breathing and stared at Wang Ge.
She wanted to ask about something she hadn’t asked anyone before, about the characteristics of the pneumonic fluid.
If Dan Qing or Bai Yan were to ask about the beast, they would certainly be persistent and ask for the reason, or do some digging.
However, it seems that Wang Girl would answer without asking such questions.
“It’s a skill that uses ……bones and muscles freely, soaring sword herbs from the bottom to the top, and can steadily slice the two hands of the movers without a single error.”
Wang Gul spoke with a gleam in his eye that had never been seen before.
“In addition, he uses musk memorization for the extreme poison of flesh-eating fever, which is reserved for human white elves.”
For a moment, the study was silent.
After half a minute or so, Wang Qi spoke up in a low voice.
“If such a person exists, then it may not matter what level of martial artist he is or what sect he belongs to.”
“Why is that?”
“Because if such a person has such an advanced sword technique, but also uses memorization and poison, he is most likely a spy…… who hasn’t revealed his true identity to the Martial Kingdom.”
Bu Eunsul’s eyes rippled as she pondered Wang Ge’s words.
“The beast that killed my grandfather wasn’t a renowned master of the Daoist Sect, but a…… spy?
He had thought that it was just a martial arts master with an amazing sword technique.
After defeating the Nangyagak martial artist, I thought it wouldn’t be hard to find him if I looked through the list of famous martial artists.
But could it be that he was a spy who hadn’t revealed his true identity to the clan?
“Of course, it’s just a guess.”
Wang Gul spoke hesitantly.
“Even if he’s only a third-ranked warlord, if he has that kind of power, he’s probably high up in the ranks, or at least rising fast.”
In other words, he’s most likely a big shot.
It was also proof that Bu Zhanyang could be a tycoon, too.
“I see.”
Silently swallowing her shock, Bu Eunsul clasped her hands together.
“Let’s go back then.”
And just as she was about to walk out the door,
“Wait.”
Wang Qi said in a low voice.
“I have a proposal for you.”
* * *
Qingfengjie.
The residence of Dancheng, the head of Nangya Palace.
With the current capital being closed, there was a lot of work for Dan Qing to do.
Although it occupies the last seat of the Ten Doors, and has no disciples, it is only less numerous than the great sects of Mado.
In terms of size and number of people, it was no less than any other sect in the Old Pile Sect.
“Hmm.
Dancheng scratched his head as he sat in his office, going through a stack of correspondence.
‘A bit loose, if I do say so myself. He’s always happy to give anyone a tour if they want one…….
Seeing Bu Eun-sun barging into his office through a dispute, Dan Qing decided to change the reporting system.
“So. What brings you here?”
“I want to go to Kangho.”
“Jianghu?”
Dan Qing narrowed his eyes, and Bu Eunseol said.
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
“Because, in order to quickly complete my martial arts training, I need to gain enlightenment in the field.”
“Well, you’re not wrong, but it’s impossible.”
Dan Qing said firmly.
“You must belong to a party or unit in the capital. And you must get permission from your party leader or master. That’s the law of the land.”
Dan Qing picked up a stack of documents on the table and said.
“I can’t just send you away just because I want to make a splash.”
“I know that.”
“You know?”
Bu Eun-sul said as if she had been waiting.
“I’m going to go into the firing squad, with your permission.”
“What?”
Dan Qing, who had been reading one of the scrolls he had picked up, stood up, his eyes flashing.
“Where did you hear the word ‘deathbed’?”
His voice was solemn, his eyes slightly angry.
“I heard it from Master Iron.”
The ‘suggestion’ that Wang’er had made to Bu Eunsul.
It was to join the Gu Salai, to fulfill a secret mission from the Demon King.
After a pause, Dan Qing frowned.
“Master Iron is talking nonsense.”
“You’re giving me permission.”
“Do you even know what a mortuary is?”
A firing squad.
Whether it’s assassination, kidnapping, sabotage, or theft of important resources… Mazhan will carry out secret missions here that are not officially recognized by the government.
Factions affiliated with the Mazen, for whatever reason, send a certain number of their members to the Gusalae.
“I know.”
Bu Eunseol nodded heavily.
“The moment I enter the death camp, I cease to exist, and I am forced to perform missions that require me to risk my life every time.”
In fact, the Iron Master, Wang Gul, had once been the master of the Beast Slaughterhouse.
He recognized not only Bu Eun-sul’s qualities, but also her desire for blood and guts, so he encouraged her to become a member of the Beast Squad.
“Listen carefully to what this master has to say from now on.”
Dan Qing said with a very serious look in his eyes.
“All the sects of the Spiritual Sect specialize in cultivating cultivators. Not to mention alliances such as the Demon Warriors and the Martial Alliance.”
“You mean the three elders.”
“Yes. If it’s between individuals, it comes down to who can deploy their swords faster, but between factions and powers, it comes down to who has the best intelligence organization.”
Dan Qing paused for a moment, then spoke again.
“A single piece of advanced intelligence can tilt the balance of power between a healthy faction and a hostile one. Not only that, but excellent spies can easily infiltrate enemy camps and assassinate their leaders.”
Looking at Bu Eunseol, Dan Qing continued.
“In the past, we used to train our own ministers directly, but there were many problems with ministers who were professionally trained in one place.”
“What problems?”
“Since they were trained in one place, there are lists of their members, and if a traitor appears, the damage is felt by the entire group.”
Dancheng sighed.
“To compensate for this, we’ve begun to recruit the best masters from each faction and send them on secret missions.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
If it was not a single master, but anonymous spies from various factions, then there would certainly be no shame in it.
“They don’t even ask who the agent is or what sect he belongs to. The place that handles such missions is the Gu Sal Dai, if you know what I mean.”
Murim wasn’t just a place where the strongest martial artist won.
After listening to Dan Cheng’s words, Bu Eun-sul realized that there was another side to this powerhouse that she didn’t know much about.
“Above all, the reason I object is that the moment you enter the Nine Realms, you are no longer a disciple of Nangyagak, no longer a member of the clan, no longer …… anything.”
In other words, if you go wrong, no one will hold you accountable.
“There are only two circumstances in which a disciple of the main hall may voluntarily enter the Gusal Street. Either they have committed a great sin, or they need a great deal of money.”
Dan Qing spoke in a low voice.
“If you fulfill the missions of the Gutsal Corps, you can have certain sins forgiven. Also, for each mission, we pay a large sum of money at the stalls, so those who need large sums of money go to the Gutsal Division.”
Dancheng spoke again.
“But you’ll be a representative of the main hall in the future. You don’t need to be an enforcer in the firing squad to do the dirty work.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“You, the Ten Demon Warriors of the Main Hall, would rather be an executioner?”
“I want to be strong.”
“You can be strong enough as a Ten Demon Warrior.”
Bu Eunsul shook her head resolutely.
“I need to become stronger quickly.”
Bu Eun-sul had already laid the foundations of practical martial arts.
The more she practiced life-and-death combat, the faster she would get stronger.
“I’ve heard that it’s better to be an officially assigned killing squad, even if it’s dangerous.”
Dan Qing was speechless.
Certainly, one would grow stronger faster than anyone else after experiencing life-and-death combat.
“Is there a reason you want to get stronger so fast?”
In response to Dan Qing’s question, Bu Eun-sul remained silent.
Realizing that she wouldn’t answer no matter how many times he pressed her, Dan Qing sighed.
“Good. I’ll tell you one more thing.”
Dan Qing spoke in a low voice, as if he had made up his mind.
“The Ten Demon Warriors is a plan pushed by the Demon Lord. Even if a great Ten Demon Warrior is born, the Ten Demon Warriors cannot abandon the loyal disciples they have cultivated, or even their immediate blood relatives.”
Dan Qing paused for a moment before speaking again.
“Being a ten-handed swordsman is nothing more than forging a single sword that you can use without hesitation to deal with the opponents of your sect’s cause.”
“I know.”
“You know?”
Bu Eun-sul replied, remembering the story Bai Zhen-tian had told her.
“The same story was told to me by the Master of Manbat in the previous tournament.”
“You mean …… Baek Jeon-chun?”
“That’s right.”
Dan Qing was puzzled for a moment, then nodded.
“I see, he likes this guy too.
Bu Eunsul had a talent for making the hearts of single people beat faster.
It was like seeing something you’d been looking for all your life standing right in front of you.
“I see.”
Dan Qing coughed and glared at Feng Shui.
“But the main hall is different.”
Dan Qing’s eyes burned like the sun as he stared at Bu Eunseol.
“The main hall will make you a true warrior.”
Dan Qing didn’t think of her as an expendable Ten Demon Warrior, but as the heir to the next generation of the Nangya Pavilion.
After a pause, Dan Qing turned to Bu Eun-sul and asked.
“Are you still willing to become a member of the Nine Devils?”
“Yes.”
Dan Qing had nothing more to say.
“If you don’t like me, then that’s it. If he doesn’t want to listen to me after all this talk, it’s something he can’t help.
“Dangerous trials make a warrior stronger. However, the mission of the Gu Salute is more of a gamble with your life than a trial.”
Dan Qing sighed.
The original name of “Gurye” was “Gusa (Death-Seeking) Squadron.” This is because its members never think about returning alive when they go on a mission.
“I understand what you’re trying to say, Highness.”
Bu Eunseol said, her eyes unwavering.
“But I’m only trying to get stronger quickly, and what you’re worried about won’t happen.”
“Why?”
“I’m not a Ten Demon Warrior, I’m Nangyagak’s disciple.”
-A disciple of Nangyagak is not weak.
That’s what Dan Qing had said in the past.
Perhaps that’s what Bu Eun-sul wanted to say, too.
“I don’t understand.”
Dan Qing smirked.
Nangyagak didn’t have a priestly relationship or a strong bond in the first place.
It was just a group of wolves who wanted to get stronger, passing on their rituals and taking over.
So why is Bu Eun-sul so loyal to Nangyagak?
This time, as if she had seen right through Dan Qing, Bu Eun-sul answered bluntly.
“Because Nangyagak is my home now.”