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Moyong Yeonhwa’s training went smoothly.

As expected from the late Mo Yong Sega, Mo Yong Yeon Hwa had solid basic skills and was quick to learn.

Even though I only trained for 3 days, I have learned quite a bit about how to respond to explosive attacks.

Although Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s training went smoothly… one worry was currently lingering in my head.

how!

What on earth do mice like?

The reason I was worried like this was because of the Book of Iron Blood right in front of me.

Squeak.

They moved away from the area where the passage was and had them dig a cave in a suitable hill and hide the Book of Iron Blood. Maybe it was because he was so smart, but he seemed to understand my intention to stay hidden. There was no sign of eating anything.

“Hmm.”

The bag of nuts I bought and carried from the market had traces of being touched, but the amount did not change.

This is so difficult.

No matter how spiritual you are, there is no business in the face of hunger.

Right now, they are following my instructions well, but it is too high of an expectation that they will endure my hunger and follow my instructions.

If you can’t control your hunger and run out of the cave, a difficult situation will arise. If a rat with a height of 1 inch is running around, it would certainly cause an uproar, and it might irritate Bunta’s senior figures who would be curious about the whereabouts of the missing Blood Man and Iron Blood Book.

No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t think anything good would happen if Sanghyeolseok wandered around, so from my perspective, I needed to provide him with a satisfactory home.

“Now, it’s meat. Meat.”

It didn’t seem to be very interested in nuts, so I grabbed a passing hare to see if it had a taste for meat, but it put its nose in and sniffed it, then put its head down on the ground again as if it wasn’t interested.

Well, it’s difficult to take care of spirits.

It’s not like you can get cheese in the martial arts world, so maybe this would be good.

The iron-blooded creature may be a spirit creature that only feeds on certain types of food, but if it is truly that type of spirit creature, there is nothing I can do for it.

I am secretly bothered by the fact that I seem to have no energy.

As I stroked the bridge of his nose, he raised his ears and looked at me.

Squeak!

Still, he even makes a crying noise as if he knows that I’m worried.

“Tsu-eup.”

There is a saying that even if you can’t eat something, it’s worth it.

Even if I couldn’t eat Iron Blood right now, it was something I had to devour.

It is difficult to predict what will happen when the leaders of Bunta and the Iron Blood Church meet, and it is also an important link with the Blood Religion.

Actually, such calculation is probably good.

The opportunity to tame a spirit being is right in front of me, so how can I tolerate this?

I made a decision while looking at the crouching Sanghyeolseo.

I can’t help it. I have no choice but to overdo it.

I guess I need to find a clue to take care of the Iron Blood Book.

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The exit that came with the Book of Iron Blood was directly connected to the forest of the Moyong family. There were quite a few traces of the Iron Bloods coming in and out at the exit, so it was highly likely that the Iron Bloods received food directly through this place.

Through its hunting or gathering traces in this forest, you may be able to infer what it eats.

After making sure that my night clothes, mask and hood were properly worn, I began to carefully explore the forest.

Should I take care of Moyong Yeonhwa during the day, or take care of Cheolhyeolseo at night? The infiltration mission is over, but somehow I feel busier.

As I was searching the forest on a moonless night, a strange feeling came over me.

What can I say? If you are behaving naturally even in the dark like this, you must feel like you have overcome the veil of night.

I remembered a part of the conversation I had with Hyeok Gi-rin during my time as Yong-maeng, who had turned around.

Did you say that after reaching a certain level, you felt like you had conquered the night and enjoyed taking walks at night?

Although he was never active at night, being alone like this was enough to make people somewhat sentimental.

Is this the emotion of the night?

However, contrary to the charm of darkness, the search made no progress.

Basically, it was probably because Cheolhyeolseo’s actions were ingrained with prayer secrets. As a typical creature that moves around quietly, the Sanghyeongseo leaves very few traces compared to its size.

As a result of the overnight search, we found several traces believed to have been left by the Iron Blood Seo, but they felt like they were marking the territory of animals and were not specifically related to food.

“Tsu-eup.”

You completely missed the mark today. I couldn’t find any clues about the food the iron blooded fish eat, and fishing failed.

It was a risky action for the sake of Moyong Yeonhwa and Cheolhyeolseo, but it ended in failure.

As dawn is slowly approaching, we should withdraw for today and plan for tomorrow.

With that thought in mind, I was about to take my steps when I felt a presence.

“He’s a suspicious guy. What are you doing here?”

I slowly looked back.

There, like me, was a masked person standing there with his face covered.

The masked person appears to be roughly at the peak of his powers, and his fingers are slightly forming a hook shape, as if he is intent on using force if the situation arises.

From my perspective, as I was well aware of the situation in Shaanxi Bunta, the identity of the masked person was clearly visible.

A member of the Seomseobunta team.

To be exact, he would be one of the two mid-level players who never participate in competitive matches.

I’m hooked.

As I expected, I looked at Jungjin, who was guarding the forest, and remembered my training with Moyong Yeonhwa in my head.

The more I trained Moyong Yeonhwa, the more doubts would remain in my head.

Is the current special training being carried out correctly?

The only clue to the other party is the traces of the training techniques engraved on the training ground.

Is it really the right choice to conduct special training to deal with powerful people based on such crude information at best?

While I was thinking about that, I was in a situation where I had to go back into the forest where the exit was open due to a food issue for the Sanghyeulseo, so I thought I would take the first step and try to catch the seniors.

It was not that difficult to predict that the leaders would strictly monitor this forest.

Ahead of an important meeting, the Blood Man and the Iron Blood Book suddenly disappeared.

You can brush it off as just being away for a day, but it’s already been 3 days since the blood seal and iron blood book disappeared.

This is enough time for Bunta’s senior leaders to sense anomalies and take action.

And since we have decided to take action, it is natural to place surveillance personnel in this forest where there is an exit or exit to the secret passage.

As expected, as I was wandering through the forest, Jungjin jumped out.

I quietly relaxed, looked around, and nodded to myself.

Things worked out well.

In the worst case, I expected to be surrounded by another bloodline or a number of high-ranking figures, but I could not sense any signs of anyone else in the vicinity other than the person in front of me.

“Answer.”

While I was examining the situation, a senior official pressured me to answer.

Currently, I am exuding the energy of a warrior who has just reached his peak. The middle class was exuding deep confidence, perhaps because he judged that his power was overwhelmingly superior.

I took a step back and opened my mouth like a person cornered.

“Uh huh, that’s harsh to say that you are wearing a mask and yet you look suspicious to me.”

“This guy needs to see blood to open his mouth.”

The masked person, presumed to be a senior citizen, immediately rushed towards me.

Shhh!

Is it because he wore a mask to hide his identity?

A middle-class man who was so cool in his teaching techniques that I felt embarrassed as I was wondering how to bring out the martial arts he had received from his school.

Well, I only learned the techniques for almost two years, but I didn’t have a chance to use them in actual combat, so I must have had a built-up desire to use martial arts.

Wow!!

After the collision with the sword, my complexion hardened as I looked at Jungjin’s fingers tracing the sword’s body without hesitation.

I thought he was just going to use a powerful and ignorant technique, but a completely unexpected and agile movement came out.

The hand that naturally subdued the sword, like a snake coiling around its prey, was a skill worthy of being called an ascending martial artist.

I tried twisting the sword here and there to deal with the unexpected rise, but the technique was perfected to the point where I couldn’t easily escape it.

As I had a hard time pulling out my sword, Jungjin’s momentum increased.

“Kkeuk, do you think you can escape?”

Kagak! Kagagak!!

As Gangi and Gangi continued to rub against each other, an unpleasant sound rang out. The confrontation between me, who could not swing the sword freely, and the middle class, who was unable to completely control my sword, ended somewhat in vain.

It was because Jung Jin let go of my sword.

Rather than being completely confident that he could subdue my sword, perhaps he just thought it would be quicker to subdue me through another method.

Quaaa!!

Immediately, a powerful spirit attacked me.

“Ugh!”

I rolled my body around, acting like I was crying out in urgency.

Kwazijijik!!

A middle-class person who accidentally dug up a handful of the side of a tree instead of mine. The scars were so deep that one wondered if the huge tree, which seemed to be as long as a arm, might have tilted, indirectly proving the destructive power of the fishing method.

When I checked the scars, I was shocked.

What on earth is the blood religion doing, providing such lofty martial arts to the collateral branches of Shaanxi Bunta?

Are you just passing on the martial arts skills that are sufficient to become the pillars of a large sect to those who know you?

That’s why I rolled my whole body around and stimulated the middle class.

If it was a threatening method, it was especially important to dig into the details.

“Ugh! Calm down! You’re on the verge of killing someone!”

“You still have a mouth!”

Jung-jin looks like he’s getting heated as the sloppy-looking guy keeps dodging attacks.

Perhaps in order to catch me like that, he generously unfolded his techniques, and numbers that were ferocious yet filled with the principles of ascending martial arts continued to embroider the air.

The more I learned about the method, the more astounding it became.

This was because while delaying the beginning of the climax, techniques that were too difficult to avoid continued to pour out.

Perhaps because of the great law he learned by consuming the blood of spirit creatures, he continues to pour out powerful moves.

Wow!!

As I watched the trembling sword, I felt that it was time to retreat.

Since the beginning of the climax was postponed, the impact of a sutra or technique that could have been sufficiently prevented was deliberately allowed, so the accumulated burden on the body was considerable.

“Ugh, wait! for a moment! You guys are doing too much among your co-workers!”

“Shut up!”

“You also came here after hearing information about spirits!”

Jungjin’s hand stopped.

No matter how excited he was, Jungjin, who was currently wearing a mask, could not miss the clues about the Iron Blood Book and the Blood Man.

“Sigh…I was confident that I was the fastest in this industry. There was someone else as fast as me…”

“Don’t talk nonsense, just tell me what you know!”

“There was information about a sighting of a spirit creature nearby! Following the traces led me to this place… After all, Moyongse is Bunta’s property, right? So, I went undercover and investigated.”

“…”

Even I could feel that Jungjin’s mind was becoming complicated.

A blood person who disappeared a few days before the meeting. And there is even a Sanghyeolseo that is said to be wandering around.

I shook the middle-class man’s head again.

“Hmm. You seem to have quite a bit of skill. Would you like to join us?”

“…What?”

“There are colleagues, but based on the estimates revealed so far, the number of people is probably not enough. It seems like you are similar to me. How about joining? We are a fairly famous spirit hunting group.”

Professional spirit hunters got screwed?

If true, it was truly a major accident for the senior officials who were responsible for maintaining the secret of the Book of Iron Blood.

As Jungjin’s mind became more and more confused, I naturally continued speaking and put my hand in his arms.

“So let’s see. Where did I put my tile?”

A fatal move that would never be allowed in a confrontation between extreme experts.

Put your hands in your arms.

He may have hidden some kind of secret in his arms, but what kind of warrior would just let him use it?

It’s something to use your energy and interfere with.

Additionally, the very act of putting one’s hand into one’s bosom was also a posture that revealed a large gap.

In a battle of experts who exchanged all sorts of moves to create even a small gap, the act of sealing one of their hands could naturally lead to fatal results.

However, Jung-jin, who suffered a series of great psychological shocks, did not come to his senses and allowed me to search through his arms.

And the result is this.

“Now take a look.”

It was a smoke bomb.

The special smoke bomb made by Tang So-yeol left my hand, and Jung-jin, who came to his senses belatedly, hurriedly stepped back and covered his nose and mouth.

Puhwaaa!!

The performance of the smoke bomb created by the future best craftsman in the world was truly high-performance.

A smoke bomb that erupts smoke with great force in an instant.

“Kaaa! Wow! This guy!”

A middle-class person makes a painful sound as if tear gas is also mixed in. There was a bit of doubt in the fact that the supreme master was unable to control his breathing, but Tang So-yeol must have done something.

While the middle class responded to the smoke bombs, I had already launched a light attack with all my might.

“Wow! Bastard! Wow! I will kill you!!!”

I safely escaped the forest while listening to the cries of the evil-stricken men.