Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 309

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<Episode 85 Reunion (1)>

Mok Gyeong-un looked at the backs of the government soldiers who were desperately chasing the monster beast Heum-won and said with a grin.

“It’s not beyond my expectations.”

“As expected it was an ambush.”

Nie Chun looked at the officials and clicked his tongue.

After Master Wuseong of Shaolin’s station Jeonju acknowledged the defeat of the Baekpalnahanjin Ganghak the leader of the Xiyu Dynasty quietly disappeared.

He himself thought that Mok Gyeong-un and his companions would forget about him because they were busy caring about Shaolin but that was a mistake.

Since they were in a position to keep the imperial army’s continued pursuit in check they were watching closely as Ganghak the commander of the city council escaped.

The way he left with an expression full of scheming was definitely not the face of someone who was retreating.

“I will follow the monster to the east so I will be able to evade pursuit for a while.”

Mongmuyak said as if everything went well.

Even if he could only avoid the pursuit of the imperial army he could be said to have accomplished more than 80% of his mission to some extent.

Meanwhile the apostate monk Jae-jeong asked while taking a sip of strong liquor from a gourd.

-Gulp!

“ha. But the owner. Is it okay to send that monster away like that? “Even if it’s difficult to pick us up because its wings are damaged I think it’s a bit of a waste to throw it away just because of that.”

When Shaolin told him to leave it behind he tried so hard to take it with him but now it seemed like he was using it as bait to lure his enemies and he became suspicious.

Mok Kyung-un spoke casually.

“Don’t worry. Because the food spirit is connected to me it can come to me even if I am far away. And it seems like it will take some time to recover the wings damaged by magical powers.”

“If that’s the case then what?”

Jaejaejeong said as if he was happy and stroked his bald head.

Seopchun smiled and said to him.

“I guess you’ve become attached now?”

“Hmm. What is Jeong? “It’s just because it’s comfortable to ride.”

“Hehehe.”

“I don’t like that laugh.”

“Who said what?”

Leaving the two people bickering like that Meng Wuyak pointed to the southwest and said.

“First of all my lord. I think you should hurry. Even if you are fooled right away you may realize it soon.”

“Of course. “Then stop being stubborn and get on with it.”

Mu Kyungyun turned his head and looked at Seonghwa Lingju.

Then the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord quickly averted his gaze with an embarrassed expression.

Wherever she avoided her gaze there was the demon beast Al Yu.

The original size was a little larger than a two-story building but as a high-ranking imaemangyang Alyu could adjust its size like Heumwon.

Now it has become the size of a horse that can carry a person on its back.

All of her companions were able to perform a light attack but because of her old age even her walking speed was slow so Lord Seonghwa told them to ride on her Alyu.

However even though it had shrunk in size it still looked like a hideous monster so she refused to continue riding the Seonghwa Spirit.

“Are you sure you’re not going to get on it?”

“I’d rather walk.”

Masu Al Yu muttered in annoyance as she stared at the Seonghwa Lord who was shaking her head and stubbornly refusing.

“Kiririk. “The old man is so picky.”

As soon as those words were finished the demon beast’s red fur turned brown the horns on its head retracted and its appearance gradually changed into that of a horse.

“Oh! “Look at this.”

“Does this guy know how to transform?”

Seop-chun and Jae-jae-jeong were making a fuss about this magical beast Al-yu.

Perhaps feeling elated by their reaction Masu Al Yu snorted and let out an ahem ahem sound raising her tail.

‘The monster and the accident are at exactly the same level.’

Looking at them like that Meng Wuyue crossed his arms and clicked his tongue as if he was pitiful.

When Masu Al-yu was able to burn the sacred fire spirit thanks to her transformation into the form of a horse her companions hurriedly went down to the southwest of Song Mountain.

* * *

About four days have passed since then.

To avoid being pursued by the imperial army the party moved southwest without stopping.

However as we reached the northern part of Hubei Province it started raining making it difficult to continue moving.

Actually I could have done it if I had to force it but the problem was the Seonghwa Spirit Pillar.

For an old woman who had not yet mastered her martial arts the movement she had made so far was physically taxing.

This was the same even if the companions periodically injected excitement.

You may wonder if you will get tired because you are riding not a horse but a horseman but even a trained rider or horseman would inevitably put a strain on his hip bones and inner thighs if he rode a horse all day.

The situation was even more difficult for Seonghwa Ryeongju whose muscles had deteriorated due to age and with the rain falling her body temperature dropped making her even more critical.

“Haa…haa…. I’m dizzy.”

“I don’t think it’s possible anymore.”

Nie Chun said after examining the details and pointing out the pulse of the Holy Fire Spiritual Ju.

Meng Muyak looked around and said.

“My lord. Now that things have come to this how about taking a break from your travels at our branch? “It’s probably not too far from here.”

“chapter?”

“Yes if it goes according to the original plan there is an intermediate point where we need to report and stop by. When I said I was going to Sacheon I had to go west so I wanted to go straight away but that would be difficult because of the rain. “I think it would be better to stop by the branch take a rest and then get a carriage provided even if it’s just a bit of a tour.”

“It’s a carriage….”

Mokgyeongun nodded as he looked at Seonghwaryeongju whose lips were turning blue and shivering.

It certainly seemed like a limit.

So they traveled south for about half a day and soon arrived at a small village where about 30 families lived where the Cheonjihoe branch was located.

Mong Wuyak who was the only one who knew about the branch pointed with his finger to a few shabby houses on the western side of the village.

“That place.”

“That’s surprising.”

“yes. “The northern part of Hubei Province is close to the territory of the political faction so I believe it was decorated as close to a private house as possible.”

“okay. “Let’s go first.”

If he didn’t get out of the rain quickly the trembling Seonghwa Spiritual Lord was likely to collapse.

* * *

Despite its shabby appearance the inside of the branch was clean and quite cozy.

“Elder. I made some tea. Please eat.”

“Thank you.”

Seonghwaryeongju who was sitting in front of the wood fire in the brazier accepted the tea cup as if he wanted to live a bit.

She was devastated because her companions took turns instilling her spirit otherwise she might have already died from hypothermia.

Mong Muyak said as he looked at her pale face and her body shivering as if her cold had not gone away even though she was basking in her warmth.

“I think I need to rest for about half a day.”

“I see.”

“It would be nice if the rain stopped for a bit…”

-Roaring!

It seemed difficult to see the continuous thunder and lightning.

They said it would take more than half a day to get a carriage anyway so it was better to get some proper rest.

Then the middle-aged branch manager asked them carefully.

“I think the meal will be ready soon. Is there anything else you need?”

To that question Apostolic Monk Jaejeongjeong answered as if he had been waiting.

“My throat is sore so I think I should drink some warm herbal liquor.”

“iced coffee. If you do this you heat up the white liquor….”

“Bright daylight? “Is there anything else besides that?”

“I have some yellow wine brought from Gangnam and I will warm it up and bring it to you.”

“I like it.”

At first I drank because of the pain of seeing things I shouldn’t see but at some point I became unable to live without alcohol.

As the branch manager left Mok Gyeong-un must have remembered something.

“It just so happened.”

He took out a bag from her arms.

Upon seeing the pocket everyone’s eyes turned to it.

As expected inside that pocket was the elixir summoning tablet given by the Shaolin Temple.

Mok Gyeong-un received it at once and everyone had forgotten about it for a while because he had to move in a hurry to avoid being chased.

‘Summoner… Is it true that there is no loss of true energy when using all elixirs?’

In addition to the summoning group there were quite a few famous elixirs.

For example there is the Jasodan of the Hwasan faction or the Taecheongdan of the Shaman faction.

However the reason why Shaolin’s elixir was especially famous was because it did not lose its essence compared to other medicines.

Loss refers to the energy dissipated during the process of absorbing the elixir.

Normally no matter how excellent an elixir was it was very rare to be able to absorb close to 100% of it.

However Shaolin’s summoning group and Daehwandan boasted an absorption rate of close to 100% regardless of constitution or intelligence.

That is why it was called the best elixir.

“Tsk.”

Nie Chun looked at the elixir bag and quenched his appetite.

I wanted to ask for one since I received it as an individual reward but whatever the reason it was from my lord so I was cautious about asking for it carelessly.

This was the same for others.

Then Mok Gyeong-un took out five summoning tablets from his pocket.

And then he said.

“I’ll give you one pill each so take it now and have a good time.”

“My lord!”

As soon as those words were out Nie Chun knelt down in front of Mo Gyeong-un as if she was moved.

He couldn’t help but be happy as he thought deep down that his lord Mok Kyung-un might not give him the summons because he was being greedy.

“I will be loyal with my life!”

“I guess not until now?”

“Is that possible? “I was always prepared to sacrifice my life.”

In response to Seop-chun’s embarrassed reaction Mok-gyeong-un chuckled and threw a summons.

-widely!

Seopchun cherished this like a new juju jar.

“Next sleep medicine.”

-widely!

“thank you! “My lord!”

Although he was a mute the corners of his mouth went up as if he was in a good mood after receiving the summons.

I had suffered a lot since I pledged my loyalty to Mok Gyeong-un but now I felt like I was finally being rewarded.

Mo Gyeong-un who had given the summons to Meng Wuyak called the next person.

“Marahyeon.”

“…yes. “My lord.”

“Please take it.”

-widely!

Mara-hyeon caught one of the summoning tablets thrown by Mok Gyeong-un.

‘!?’

A strange sight appeared within the walls of Marahyeon.

Unlike those two people I thought they might not give me a summons because I had only recently become their subordinate and I thought they might not be trusted with the work of the Holy Fire Lord.

However it gave me a strange feeling to see him handing over this thing which was like a treasure to a martial artist so casually and willingly.

‘Even if you absorb everything yourself no one will be dissatisfied.’

He truly does not know.

Would you give generously if you considered someone your own?

But Mok Gyeong-un took one of the two remaining eggs and called the apostate Monk Jae-jeong.

“Finance.”

Everyone was puzzled by this.

He refused the summons with his own mouth and chose to hit Master Daedeok Gyeyulwonju one of the three Shaolin monks.

Are you really trying to give him his share?

‘uh?’

Mo Kyung-un really tried to throw a summons to Jae-jeong.

Then Zan Zheng hurriedly waved his hand.

“There is no need for this bullshit.”

“You don’t need it?”

“Those who need to fill their bowl may need it but what this person needs is enlightenment. master.”

Seopchun said that he did not understand what he said.

“no. Are you refusing your master’s favor? “Take it and don’t regret it later.”

“Cluck. Even if you don’t need it.”

“How could you have such a great opportunity…?”

At that time Mok Gyeong-un sighed and smiled.

“no. Jae-jae-jeong is right. “For him this elixir is meaningless.”

“yes?”

At those words Seopchun tilted his head.

Although he did not understand Mok Gyeong-un knew that Jae-jae-jeong had mastered the secret of the power of the infinite power that could attract the surrounding energy at any time so he did not recommend it any further.

To him the elixir meant nothing.

Mokgyeongun held the summoning platform and looked at the Seonghwa Spiritual Jewel.

Then Seonghwa Ryeongju who was warming the wood fire in the brazier looked at this and shook his head and said.

“It seems like that elixir is more useful to those of you who have learned martial arts. “There is no need to give it to Nobu.”

Because of her refusal two summoning tablets were left in Mok Gyeong-un’s hands.

In response Nie Chun said to Mo Gyeong-un.

“My lord. This is the elixir that my lord obtained. “Take both pills.”

“What Nie Chun said is correct. “My lord please eat it all.”

Meng Wuyak also agreed with him.

The stronger Mo Gyeong-un whom he treated as his lord became stronger the more beneficial it was not the worse.

But Mo Kyung-un suddenly looked at them and

-widely! widely!

Suddenly each of the remaining summoning groups was thrown away one by one.

Nie Chun and Meng Muyak suddenly accepted this and spoke in bewilderment.

“What my lord?”

“Why this?”

“I don’t need it.”

“My lord. I know that my lord has advanced his martial arts skills but with just two summoning tablets I can obtain twenty years of resistance. How can I get this opportunity…”

“are you okay. Rather it seems like it’s what you two need the most.”

“How?”

“I wish I could be more useful.”

Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words Nie Chun and Meng Wuyak’s eyes trembled.

I couldn’t even hear him say that he wanted to be useful.

They were very grateful and satisfied with just being given one summons.

But as if that wasn’t enough they couldn’t help but be deeply moved when the two eggs which were essentially their own were handed over to them.

‘…The lord really cares about us too.’

‘No matter how lowly they are how many people would be able to give up such a treasure? Even though he is younger than us his bowl is really big.’

They were not the only ones surprised by this.

Mara-hyeon and Jae-jae-jeong also saw Mo Gyeong-un handing out the remaining elixirs to his subordinates without the slightest hesitation and they truly looked at him with different eyes.

Since most of them followed the wood farming method against their will they were wary that they could be taken advantage of and thrown out at any time.

However the perception of him gradually changed as he was seen generously handing out precious elixirs as was the case in Shaolin where he tried to protect even mere monsters.

Cheongryeong chuckled and said watching their reactions towards Mok Gyeong-un change to become more favorable.

-Did you mean it?

-Would you believe me if I told you it was pure goodwill?

-Can you possibly do that?

Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders at her words.

If it was a whim it was a whim but Mok Gyeong-un was something that did not fit with good intentions.

-Anyway I increased your loyalty by giving you things you didn’t need so it was well worth it.

For Mok Gyeong-un who was based on death energy the energy of death the Shaolin elixir that boosted the spirit of health had no meaning.

Therefore it was just an appropriate use of unnecessary elixirs.

-The more useful cards you have the better.

-….

Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words like this Cheong-ryeong felt happy inside.

Is this sentient being aware of the changes in himself?

Because he did not believe in the existence of human beings more than he believed in himself he was a sentient being who had a particular weakness in relationships with others.

However he was gradually becoming more adept at forming relationships and leading a group.

Revenge is still a priority for him but this can clearly be said to be a positive change.

-Shudder!

For a moment Cheongnyeong became rigid.

What was that just now?

An unknown emotion more than just pride welled up at the guy’s change.

These unfamiliar feelings were something he had only experienced in his lifetime.

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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