< Episode 41: King of Poisonous Poison (2) >
Thanks to the three-year mourning period no one was able to successfully contact Baek Sa-ha the King of Island Poisons.
The same was true of Huizhou’s third disciple Wi Shao-yeon.
No matter how qualified he is as the next head of the Association he does not reach the authority of the Five Kings who can be considered the highest ranking officials of the Heaven and Earth Association.
Therefore because he had no good cause he had no opportunity to contact the island poison king.
But I finally got a chance to meet him.
This was because today was the first birthday party of Baek O-chan the grandson of Baek Sa-ha King of Seomdok.
‘If you miss this opportunity it will be difficult until the three years are over.’
Among her upper-ranking officials the Five Kings the only one who supported her was King Son Yun of Mingdo.
Here if she gains the support of Baek Sa-ha the king of the island she will immediately secure a support force comparable to that of her second disciple Jang Neung-ak.
But
“miss.”
Next to me a man who looked to be in his mid-30s with a stylish beard nodded.
So she turned her head
‘ah….’
A group was seen walking from the southwest corner of the road.
That group was none other than the second disciple Jang Neungak and his henchmen.
Five Peaks Association.
Go Yeonhu the great master of the Ilak hegemony the anti-paemagwon (恒覇魔拳).
Iak (二岳) Eyeless Sword (無眼劍) Wi Maeng-cheon.
Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Samak (三岳) Buchyeoldan Ogangbuseom (五剛斧殲).
Seo Hye-in the soloist of the Four Mountains Premier Troupe.
Jeomopal of the Five Mountains Geoam Area.
All of them were young late exponents with a high reputation within the Cheonjihoe.
Among them the one who was considered the best was Go Yeon-hu the leader of Ilak (一岳).
He was a member of the Five Tigers who were called the best latter-day leaders in the Cheonjihoe and his father was Go Yeonbyeok a member of the Samjongju who was in charge of all defenses of the Cheonjihoe.
‘Did you bring all of your henchmen… or just the four of you?’
Iak Wimaengcheon was not visible.
Even though he was blind he was famous for his incredible swordsmanship skills.
In any case seeing as they had brought in the henchmen like that the purpose seemed to be the same.
‘…Island Poison King.’
It is to attract Baek Sa-ha.
But she frowned her strong sense of hostility evident.
‘Why are you doing that?’
The reason was that Jang Neung-Ak was glaring at himself and Woo Horang who was standing to his right with his young eyes.
She didn’t know it but Jang Neungak had a good reason.
‘Could it be him?’
Jang Neungak is staring at a man in his mid-30s with a short beard.
He was Woohorang the great disciple of Myeongdo King Son Yun one of the five kings and the great leader of Geogeoldan.
A member of the Five Tigers a confidant of Wei Xiaoyeon and the highest later exponent of the Cheonjihoe.
It is no exaggeration to say that he reached the pinnacle of excellence in his mid-twenties and that his inaction had already reached the level of an executive.
Yangil Firelord of Chohae Geombang who followed him and Ki Okryeon the eldest daughter of Gihae Yangamgokju were also quite capable as high-ranking late-stage exponents.
However only Woohorang came into Jang Neungak’s eyes.
‘If you killed Meng Tian then Confucius will also cut off your head and wet that woman’s bed with your blood.’
Woo Ho-rang who felt this strong murderous intent and sense of hostility also became more alert.
He realized that he was reaching for the sword without realizing it.
“Keep your composure.”
“ah.”
He lowered his hand again at Soyeon’s quiet warning above.
If he falls for the provocation and something happens here for no reason his plan will go astray.
He wasn’t the only one thinking like this.
“My lord. For now calm down your excitement. “I can’t confirm it yet because he is the culprit and if I make a fuss here I will be judged by the King of Seomdog.”
“…i get it.”
Jang Neung-ak Hoeju’s second disciple nodded to Il-ak Go Yeon-hu’s advice.
No matter how excited he was he was not that senseless.
As he was about to get closer someone caught Jang Neungak’s eye.
“Hoo. “Thorough cultivation.”
He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
Likewise Wi So-yeon was also too busy guarding against Jang Neung-ak to pay attention and found Mo Gyeong-un near the entrance to King Seomdog’s manor.
‘Tree tillage?’
Why did he come here?
He probably hasn’t even been under anyone’s control yet.
While he was wondering Jang Neung Ak waved his hand with a smiling face towards Mo Kyung Un.
“Are you doing well?”
Wei So-yeon frowned at the sight of him pretending to be friendly.
what?
I remember it clearly didn’t go well at the time but why is the executioner being treated so favorably as if he were a close friend?
Could it be that they tried to recruit him again in the meantime?
Sensing her slight insecurities he knew that she was vagina and had her neck tilled.
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
‘Long time no see?’
This time Jang Neungak frowned at Wei Soyeon’s greeting.
What does this mean again?
Could it be that this bitch came into contact with this guy she had her sights on?
How dare you arrogantly aim for something that is yours?
When Jang Neungak thought that his anger began to rise again.
As he was doing so Mok Gyeong-un bowed his head and greeted Po-gwon Ji-rye.
“Amjongju’s disciple Mok Gyeong-un sends greetings to Confucius Jang Neung-ak and Lady Wi So-yeon.”
“okay.”
“Are you coming?”
The second disciple Jang Neung-ak and the third disciple Wi So-yeon who responded to his greeting at the same time unintentionally looked at each other.
In response Wei Xiaoyeon put her hands together and bowed her head lightly in greeting.
“I see the death penalty.”
“joy. “The spirit is very clear.”
Although they were wary of each other they were in a position to respect their superiors so unlike Wi So-yeon who politely greeted them Jang Neung-ak acted bluntly.
Since she was used to this attitude to begin with she didn’t really mind.
“The same goes for the death penalty.”
“what?”
Even so the voice of Jang Nung Ak who was suspicious of her due to the incident with Maeng Cheon above her dead slightly rose.
Ilak Go Yeon-hu concerned about this once again quietly dissuaded him.
“My lord. “Not here.”
-Wow!
Jang Neung-Ak who gritted his teeth at those words shook his head.
Since it happened just a few o’clock before it was difficult to calm down my anger.
But for the greater good I had to endure it for now.
In response Jang Neung-ak turned his head away from Wei So-yeon as if he didn’t like seeing her and said to Mo Gyeong-un.
“There is a lot of work to be done to gain trust. Why did you come here?”
In response to that question Wei Xiaoyeon also looked at Mo Qingyun.
Coincidentally she was also curious about that car.
Mok Gyeong-un responded by pointing to the large wooden box carried by the guard Seok-jung.
“As you can see I have come to deliver gifts for the first birthday party and to offer greetings to King Seomdog at the behest of King Amjong.”
“Hoo. okay? “It was the same business as Confucius.”
“iced coffee. “Is that so?”
“But you didn’t make another friend in the meantime right?”
Jang Nengye openly glared at Wei Xiaoyeon and asked Mo Qingyun.
It was as if he was openly asking whether he had been in contact with successors other than himself.
Mok Kyung-un smiled and answered.
“Is that possible?”
“….”
Wei Xiaoyeon frowned at these words.
Could it be that Mok Gyeong-un’s feelings were towards Jang Neung-ak rather than himself?
If that’s the case it’s going to be quite difficult.
The type of cancer that governs information was also very important.
At that time Jang Neung-ak glared at Wei So-yeon with a triumphant expression as if he had won and said:
“okay. That’s how it should be. “I have high expectations for you.”
-closely!
Wi So-yeon’s hands gained strength.
In her original form she would not fall for such childish provocations or her nervous warfare.
However it was difficult for her to tolerate that the other person who was also aiming for her position as leader tried to snatch what she was aiming for in this way.
So she
“Mokgyeongun.”
“yes. miss.”
“Are you keeping the card I gave you?”
She originally didn’t intend to reveal it but she revealed it.
At these words Jang Neung-ak’s expression which had been triumphant just moments ago hardened for an instant.
What does this mean now?
‘group?’
He was not the only one who reacted to these words.
Wu Holang the great disciple of King Sun Yun of the Ming Dynasty who was said to be Wei Xiaoyan’s right hand man also frowned at her and looked at Mo Qingyun.
He had always thought that he was the only one who had received her hand from her.
But this young brat who looks like a gisaeng brother received a beating from the young lady?
“yes. “I keep it well.”
‘This guy…’
Mok Gyeong-un’s answer made Jang Neung-ak feel uncomfortable.
Just now I responded as if I wasn’t close to the other successors and then got beat up by that damn girl?
This was a problem that could not be ignored.
“you….”
Jang Neung-ak tries to show his discomfort towards Mok Gyeong-un.
“My lord. “Shouldn’t we first participate in the feast and congratulate King Seomdok?”
“….”
Jang Neung-ak closed his mouth at the words spoken by Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Samak Buchyeoldan.
okay. It wasn’t like this here and now.
First it is not too late to meet with the King of Seomdok and make a deal.
If you miss today your opportunity will be lost for a while.
“…Let’s talk later.”
Hearing his words Mok Gyeong-un gave a small nod.
Then Jang Neung-ak turned his head and went straight to the entrance of the manor.
Seeing him like this Mok Kyung-un smiled casually.
Then this time Wi Soyeon spoke.
“Didn’t you say that you have a personality that hates conflict?”
“yes. “That’s right.”
“But I think my position has changed a bit since then.”
“It can’t be. “My thoughts still remain the same.”
“okay?”
“yes.”
Wi So-yeon who was staring at Mo Gyeong-un shook her head and then said
“good. I don’t believe that. First and second it is not the death penalty. “He didn’t just let me go then to give in to him.”
At her words a wrinkle appeared between the eyebrows of Woo Ho-rang the great disciple of Myeongdo King Son Yun.
He was annoyed by her blatant desire for Mokgyeongun.
However unlike his priest Yeop Wiseon he was somewhat older and calm so he did not show his emotions.
“I have other urgent business to do right now so let’s talk about it later.”
With those words she also hurriedly entered the entrance of the manor.
This was because if she did not hurry her second brother-in-law Jang Neung-ak would take the player away.
When they entered first Seok-jung the guard must have been so nervous that his legs gave out and he stumbled.
-widely!
Mok Kyung-un grabbed his arm.
“iced coffee. You have to be careful. “It’s a precious gift.”
“I’m so sorry.”
Seokjoong clicked his tongue inwardly.
It had only been a short time since he had become a disciple of Lord Amjong but he had no idea that the two successors of Lord Huai would be in a war of nerves because they coveted Mokgyeongun.
The person concerned was fine but he actually felt trembled.
‘Is it okay?’
Receiving the attention of those two people was quite a burden.
This was because the moment one of the two went astray something difficult would definitely happen.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
“Then shall we go in too?”
“…All right.”
I don’t know.
After all what can people like you who are only at the bottom do?
It was just easier to just do as I was told.
It was just as I was about to enter the entrance of the manor.
“Stop.”
The warriors guarding the entrance blocked the way forward crossing their sword sheaths.
It was a very different atmosphere from the moment before when Jang Nengye’s group and Wei Xiaoyeon’s group were let go.
“What business do you want to come in for?”
“ah. My name is Mok Gyeong-un and I am a disciple of Amjongju. As you can see I have come to give a gift to the Baek family on the auspicious occasion of the Master’s order.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words one of the warriors gave Mo Gyeong-un a handshake and said
“He must have been a disciple of Amjongju.”
“yes.”
“I’m sorry but I left the gift I brought here….”
Musa continued his speech by pointing to a piece of paper on the table inside the entrance.
“You can write down the names of the head of the hermitage and his disciples in the visitor’s book here.”
“yes?”
Mok Kyung-un tilted his head.
Doesn’t this mean that you should just leave your gifts here?
He scratched his head and said as if he was having trouble cultivating his neck.
“It’s a bit weird to just leave a gift.”
“Although today is an auspicious occasion for the Baek family the three-year mourning period is still underway so the King of Seomdok has ordered that most of the guests except for relatives and a few people be excused.”
It seemed that some of those people included Hoeju’s disciples.
It’s blocked like this from the entrance.
“iced coffee. Is that so?”
“Hani please just go back…..”
“I’m sorry but it’s hard for me to just go back.”
“Huh… Are you just listening lightly to what the King of Sumdog said?”
The warrior raised his voice and spoke in a warning tone.
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and
“It can’t be. “Then let’s visit from a different perspective.”
“What? “A different position?”
-widely!
At that time Mok Kyung-un took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table.
‘!?’
The warrior’s eyes widened when he saw this.
Those were the three senior awards received from Sihyeolgok.
It was natural for him to be surprised to see that he had three senior cards even though it was difficult to get one.
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to the speechless warrior.
“I would like to ask Baek Sa-ha the King of Island Poisons for guidance. Can you refuse this too?”
< Episode 41: King of Poisonous Poison (2) > end
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