Chapter 75

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Naturally, a green monkey mask came to mind.

The border leading from Mount Wudang to Sichuan and Shaanxi.

Memories of Zhushan flashed through my mind.

‘At that time, I extracted the poison that entered my body, but…’

This time, I had to do it in another person’s body.

Centrifugation based on the density difference between cultivation power and poison energy.

Fortunately, I had spent quite a long time polishing my sword arts in the meantime.

I had practiced loading internal strength onto other objects through the sword, so confidence grew that I could load cultivation power into another person’s body without difficulty.

I raised my cultivation power and infused it into the emaciated body.

I believed in myself and believed in the cultivation power of the Wudang Sect.

The Wudang Sect’s Primal Chaos Tai Chi Art was an internal mind art containing the realizations and essence of the deceased Elder Jin-heo, one of the Eight Disciples.

Depending on one’s will, it could harm the wicked or save the good; this was the cultivation power of saving lives.

The gentle and flexible cultivation power that was raised in this way seeped into Yeo Jung-yang’s dry, fine meridians.

Meanwhile, I assessed the opponent.

‘Although he learned a light breathing method for health preservation… it is not enough. I must reduce the pressure applied to the fine meridians by the cultivation power by increasing the speed with a small amount of cultivation power.’

According to Bernoulli’s principle, I swirled the cultivation power.

Following the accelerating cultivation power, I extracted the poisonous energy clinging to the fine meridians.

Since he was not a martial artist who specialized in internal strength, a much more detailed application of cultivation power was required, which took twice as long.

‘Difficulties are to be overcome.’

It was a chivalrous deed.

Just as I had learned in the sect.

He was a person who tried to keep his loyalty to the Wudang Sect.

‘I will save him.’

Will moved the cultivation power.

I spurred on the cultivation power that was growing sluggish from exhaustion.

However, since Yeo Jung-yang was not someone who had possessed robust vitality to begin with, it was a situation where moving the cultivation power had to be done entirely with my own cultivation power alone.

It was not easy.

Physically, I was approaching my limit.

It was at that moment.

A warm touch was felt against my back.

[You must not grow weary.]

My master’s voice transmission was heard.

Through the Gate of Life acupoint, a refreshing yet warm cultivation power spread into my body, and my vitality was stimulated once again.

The cultivation power that had reached its limit gained even more strength.

In that way, I was able to swirl the cultivation power without getting exhausted.

‘Starting from the Rugen acupoint, I gather the poison at the Ruzhong, Yingchuang, Yuyi, and Kufang acupoints.’

I gathered the poisonous energy assembled from the entire body into the lungs, and further accelerated it in the lungs to clearly separate the cultivation power and the poison; it was thanks to the difference in density.

In addition.

‘Now.’

The moment of exhalation following inhalation.

I forcefully pushed the poisonous energy toward the respiratory tract connected to the lungs.

“Keuh-heok.”

A thick, turbid energy burst out from the throat of the unconscious man.

I immediately took my hands off, stood up, trapped the poisonous energy trying to spread into the room using my true qi, and drove it out of the window.

It was a feat made possible thanks to my deeper understanding of the True Formula of Wind from the Four Symbols Wind and Thunder Palm.

The face of Yeo Jung-yang that I looked upon after that had become much more at ease; color returned to his pale face.

“Jung-yang!”

Yeo Mun-yang, who had only been communicating in writing until now, grabbed the shoulder of his younger brother who had regained his color; even to the naked eye of an ordinary person, a clear improvement had occurred.

However.

“More time is needed for him to regain consciousness. We must detoxify him a few more times like just now.”

Although it was a small amount, the duration of the poisoning was long, leaving residual poison throughout his fine meridians; for a complete recovery, the Primal Chaos Tai Chi Art’s detoxification formula would have to be operated a few more times.

Yeo Mun-yang, who was rejoicing at my words, calmed his excitement and nodded.

“Is there anything you need? Please tell me anything. I will procure it for you somehow.”

“Uh, in that case… by any chance, would you happen to have any spiritual medicine?”

“?”

“Since I am detoxifying with internal strength, my cultivation power is running low.”

As one of the Five Great Wealthy Families of the realm, they were bound to have many things good for the body.

And just as expected, they had many useful spiritual medicines, which allowed me to continuously focus on detoxification without feeling any emptiness in my middle and lower dantian.

Once I finished the detoxification, Master massaged Yeo Jung-yang’s limbs through meridian pressing.

After pouring effort like that for three days.

Around the time when the night grew deep.

**

Yeo Jung-yang opened his eyes.

Halfway up a mountain where the inside of Nanyang Castle was clearly visible.

A group of people, looking tense, stood in stiff postures relying on the bright moonlight as they observed the massive manor beyond the castle walls.

Normally they would have observed from closer range, but due to the Wudang Sect priests who had entered the manor this afternoon, this mountainside was an inevitable choice.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“I’m telling you, it’s true. He was a spitting image of the portrait we saw!”

At his subordinate’s words, the man bit his fingernails and thought.

‘No, why on earth are such giants coming to a place like this?’

Those who entered the Nanyang Yeo Family manor during the day were extremely famous figures even in the Jianghu.

The old priest was one of the Nine Swords of Wudang, Immortal Hye-song Gangwon.

The young priest was the rising rookie of the Wudang Sect, Bringer of Chaos.

Immortal Hye-song Gangwon, as one of the Nine Swords of Wudang, was already an existence above the clouds whose reputation was unimaginably high.

For he was a master capable of going toe-to-toe with even a ‘Great Sage’ elder.

Was that all?

Even his disciple, Bringer of Chaos, had come here together with him.

In a certain sense, the notoriety of Bringer of Chaos was even higher than that of Immortal Hye-song Gangwon.

Because those who had fought him and become crippled were not just one or two.

-He just twists people’s necks with one hand to kill them!

-I just got caught by the tip of his finger, and this arm! I’m telling you, it got caught by a single finger and broke!

-His body was just slithering around like a squid, so I couldn’t even land an attack!

The testimonies of those who fought Bringer of Chaos and survived were all equally bizarre, and they suffered from aftereffects even afterward.

Such as vomiting or fainting during the process of creating the portrait.

The ultimate peak of such notoriety was?

-It was also the Wudang Sect’s Bringer of Chaos who shattered the spine of the Great Sage elder!

Was such testimony, but.

‘Since that was proven false.’

Because the higher-ups’ conclusion was that the one who made the Great Sage Who Overturns Seas that way was the handiwork of the Greedy Wolf Unit Leader, one of the Nine Swords of Wudang, the rising notoriety of Bringer of Chaos had subsided slightly.

In addition, there was also a statement left by the most intact mask among the survivors.

-His palm force failed to pierce the Yurong Armor; it is judged that his martial prowess is still green.

Meaning the reviews were divided.

Perhaps his martial prowess was not as great as the rumors made it out to be.

However, it was a proven fact that he was a strong expert who could not be ignored for his age.

And because of facts like him showing no mercy in his handiwork unlike a disciple of a prestigious righteous sect, a portrait was made, and a massive bounty was placed among the unorthodox martial artists.

Therefore.

“Can’t we just go in and sweep them away?”

Some excessively bold subordinates said so.

They believed in their numbers.

No matter how high their mastery, the other side only had two people.

They felt it was worth a shot.

It was the strength that numbers provided.

However, to do that, they would have to annihilate that place.

That was not the order they had received.

Since the order they received through their masks was to subjugate the Yeo Family Clan by engulfing them in fear.

“First, report to the higher-ups and receive follow-up measures.”

The order that came down as a result was.

-Maintain the siege and only keep watch. A ‘Great Sage’ is scheduled to be dispatched in three days.

The opportunity to perform a great feat had still not vanished.

For they said the ‘Great Sage’ himself was coming.

Moreover, since they only had to hold out for three days.

From that day on, they observed the manor with fiery eyes.

One day. Two days. Three days.

Fortunately, no one came out of the manor.

And on the night when the third day was drawing to a close.

‘Hmm?’

The atmosphere of the manor seen in the distance was somehow different today of all days.

“Why are they running around like that?”

Inside the distant manor, the atmosphere that had been practically half-dead was changing.

“I know, right? Are they suddenly trying to do midnight gymnastics? They’ve become quite lively.”

Frankly, they had been immensely tense after Immortal Hye-song and Bringer of Chaos entered the manor, but as nothing happened, that tension was slowly beginning to loosen.

At the suddenly changing atmosphere, the string of tension that had loosened was tightened once more.

The man took out a mask from his breast pocket and put it on his face.

Simultaneously with the sensation of it clinging to his face, his vision became even brighter.

The lively atmosphere was thanks to the busy movements of the servants, and the center of that movement was the quarters of the second son of the Yeo Family.

‘Could it be?’

The poison they used was an imitation of one of the Seven Deadly Poisons of the Tang Clan.

Even as an imitation, its toxicity was considerable, so they had adjusted and used a small amount; they had no intention of killing the second son of the Yeo Family.

Although it was hard to expect loyalty, making an enemy was a foolish thing; even if they killed servants or guests to their hearts’ content, if they killed even immediate blood relatives, they could not know how the Yeo Family Clan would react, which was why they had used only a minuscule amount of poison.

In other words, it meant detoxification might be possible.

However, the fact that it had not been detoxified until now and was suddenly detoxified meant?

It meant that the Wudang Sect priests had used some kind of trick.

However, there was no way the Wudang Sect had come prepared with an antidote while knowing the situation of the Yeo Family Clan.

Because they were the ones who knew best that the news had not leaked out since they had controlled the surroundings of the manor in the meantime.

By the time he finished those thoughts.

The awaited ‘Great Sage’ arrived.

The man reported everything that had happened so far.

And the command that came down was.

“Annihilate them.”

**

It was time to end the long wait.

Immortal Mang-won, Lord of the Mysterious Heaven Pavilion, received the letter brought by his disciple.

The name written on the cover of the letter.

It was the Taoist name of his junior brother, Immortal Gangwon.

The general contents written in the letter were as follows.

A simple note that he had come to Nanyang Castle to visit the Yeo Family Clan along with his young disciple.

However, looking at that, the face of Immortal Mang-won, Lord of the Mysterious Heaven Pavilion, turned red and blue; why?

“How could he let Nan-sin descend the mountain! The world is so harsh!”

“Uh… but many other children have also descended?”

At the words of the Mysterious Heaven Pavilion disciple replying from the side, Immortal Mang-won bellowed.

“Are they the same as Nan-sin?!”

“Pardon?”

“He is none other than…”

Immortal Mang-won, who was listing the things Yeon Baek-jung had achieved for a moment, spoke up busily as if returning to his senses.

“There is no time to be sitting around like this. What if weird fellows harm our Nan-sin again!”

With that, the place he hurriedly went to was?

**

The quarters of the Lord of the South Rock Palace, Immortal Hae-won, who shared the same mind with him in the elders’ council.

“Jung-yang!”

Yeo Jung-yang, who had been in a coma for a long time, replied with a heavily hoarse voice.

“Brother…!”

After the emotional reunion of the two brothers.

The family began to bustle about busily.

It was in order to nurture the body of Yeo Jung-yang who had regained consciousness.

I stepped out of Yeo Jung-yang’s room to get some fresh air.

The same was true for Master.

“You did well.”

After focusing on detoxification for three days, we saved a person.

The night wind brushed down my hair pleasantly.

And.

‘!’

The realm of intuition began to sound an alarm.

A threat was rapidly approaching.

Since there was no way Master would not feel what I had felt.

“Get ready.”

“Yes.”

Since we had already assumed such a situation from the moment access to the manor was controlled, we immediately raised our cultivation power.

Although the internal strength consumed in the processes of meridian pressing and detoxification was considerable, the situation was somewhat compensated for by the spiritual medicines held by the Yeo Family Clan.

‘Even if it is not the best.’

It was a fightable situation.

Above all, Master was with me.

One of the Nine Swords of Wudang.

For in any situation, I was not afraid as long as I was with Master.

‘One guy.’

The moment I felt a presence approaching by crossing over the wall of the courtyard.

The Cloud-Climbing Step propulsion force wave burst from the tips of my toes.

I sprang forward.

And what I faced was.

‘A Changyou mask!’

Zhushan.

And the monkey mask of the Chaotic Heaven Green Forest that I had faced tiresomely at the poison workshop in Guangxi was right in front of my eyes.

“It is Bringer of Chaos! Kill him!”

Following the shout from the exposed lower jaw, even the Changyou-masked bandits who subsequently crossed over the wall rushed toward me.

Instantaneously, upon my field of vision, the flow slowed down.

The trajectories of the weapons thrust out by the enemies became as clear as if they could be grasped in my hands.

Accordingly, openings began to show.

‘First, one.’

I drove the first form of the Four Symbols Wind and Thunder Palm, Obscure Dust Accumulated Clouds, into the chest of the masked warrior.

Within the slowed interval of time.

The lower jaw of the still-triumphant Changyou-masked bandit came into view.

A strange repulsive force was felt in my palm.

‘That breastplate from back then.’

It was the defensive rebounding force emitted by that breastplate which had blocked the Four Symbols Wind and Thunder Palm’s True Formula of Wind.

At that moment, the energy of lightning stored in my middle dantian arose.

The lightning qi racing through the fine meridians of my entire body soon coalesced in my palm.

Patzeureureu—! Along with the sound of electrical discharge, cracks began to spread like branches over the Changyou-masked bandit’s breastplate.