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After much deliberation, the Grand Master Wang Gaeyuk decided to join the rescue of the missing individuals.

It was not an easy decision.

Although there were spies within, they were a group capable of avoiding the eyes of both the Haomun and the Open Eyes.

Furthermore, they had the ability to provide evil magic.

However, crisis often brings opportunity.

Just attempting to rescue them would bring great fame to the Grand Court.

Fame meant influence, and influence meant power.

They could even become the dominant faction in the Celestial Realm.

Moreover, all four guests were peak masters.

The Grand Court had two peak masters.

The Grand Master and the Chief of the Martial Arts Hall were at the peak initial stage.

With the guests included, there were six peak masters. A formidable force.

They could easily win until the early peak stage.

For this reason, Wang Gaeyuk prepared for battle eagerly and slowly.

The best outcome would be if the rescue team found the missing individuals, but it was likely that the mysterious faction would hide their tracks and return with the bodies of the missing.

By rising with determination to find the missing, they would gain fame through valor, and as long as there were no enemies, the martial artists would not suffer.

The reason for the slow preparation was to delay strategically.

So, they casually checked the qualifications of the martial artists.

They casually inspected the condition of their weapons and gave them time to clean them before sending them back after a strict inspection.

They counted and confirmed the number of healing potions and bandages, and set off to find more from a distant pharmacy, continuing the strategic time delay.

Some might scoff at these subtle tactics, but the fact that a faction was engaging in a fight for survival was already a significant decision.

Therefore, the young masters of the Celestial Realm simply turned a blind eye to the subtle tactics.

While the Grand Court appeared busy with their performance, the guests had time for unfinished conversations.

“So, what happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m talking about Wang Sonman.”

“What about him? He did something bad. The end.”

Pang Daesan frowned.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“What, why?”

Pang Daesan hesitated.

“It was too dangerous. That guy…”

Pang Daesan couldn’t continue.

Wang Sonman was hardly recognizable as a human.

If one were to claim that he had the form of a human, it would be like putting four sticks on a torso and adding a round object on top to call it a human.

He had his skin peeled off to avoid death, and his muscles were cut and twisted, with some parts showing white bones and veins hanging loosely.

His chest was cut open, revealing his internal organs pulsating and beating.

Among the countless crazy acts in the world, this was one of the most insane acts of savagery.

“If you had fallen victim to such a monster, alone, couldn’t you have told me, or us, in advance?”

Pang Daesan struggled to even think about the gruesome scene, and Cheong, who had been listening vaguely, understood.

The monster Cheong understood was Wang Sonman.

What? Are you worried that I might be the next victim?

Cheong had no intention of hiding his work.

If Pang Daesan had asked why he had gone to such lengths, he would have answered that he had tormented a bad guy.

There was no reason for him to feel guilty about his righteous actions.

But Pang Daesan, who never thought that the great monster was Cheong, created a third monster.

In fact, everyone did.

The Grand Master knew that Cheong had saved his second son.

Wang Sonman was currently lying down with bandages wrapped around his entire body, so it would take a lot of time for this absurd misunderstanding to be cleared up.

Cheong chuckled at the worries of his younger brother, tapping his chest with a smile.

He hesitated.

“I, in my prime, do not listen to the worries of those weaker than me.”

“You…! No, no.”

Pyeongdaesan swallowed hard, trying to contain his emotions.

The words were true.

Cheong was a master above Pyeongdaesan.

But still, warning a woman like her to be careful could be a great insult.

Most female martial artists were sensitive to such remarks.

So he made a mental note.

To improve quickly, even if it meant getting dirty.

“By the way, Seopseumgong. Terrible, isn’t it?”

“Oh, Changbin, you know about Seopseumgong?”

“Well, everyone… knows, right?”

“What? Is it that famous? Even Geomwoo knows?”

“Of course. If you’re a child of Baekdo, you should at least remember the top ten martial artists in the world. Geomwoo seems not to know, so I’ll teach him.”

“Huh? Why? Why bother?”

“They are evil beings that should disappear from the world. If you claim to be a righteous person, you should remember them to be on guard.”

“It seems quite difficult to be righteous. But, eleven? Usually, it’s not counted like that, right?”

The most popular game among the Chinese people, lining up, was either five or ten.

There were the Five Great Masters, the Ten Great Masters, and the Eleven Great Masters.

But eleven?

Cheong raised an eyebrow.

Nangung Shinjae explained without hesitation.

“First of all, among the martial artists, there is one of the most dangerous and worst martial arts. It’s… ”

He mentioned the Suction Energy Martial Art.

One of the martial arts that absorbs the opponent’s inner energy, not only their energy but also their blood and essence, making it a powerful and terrifying martial art.

If all the essence is absorbed, the person dies instantly.

Those affected by the Suction Energy Martial Art were found as dry corpses, and as soon as they were found, the entire martial arts world went into emergency mode.

By the way, in modern Seoul dialect, a dry corpse is called a Mira.

If the owner of the Suction Energy Martial Art is left alone, they become stronger without limit, and the more essence they have, the more they lose their humanity and become monsters who only crave essence.

It is the birth of the ultimate enemy of all martial artists.

“Excluding that, the Ten Great Martial Arts are left. This time, the Seopseumgong, along with the Jeonryunmagaep, Pacheonyeokhyeolsusimjacheomgyeol, Baegpalsuragum, Gwangyochwisalganggi, Angcheonsal, Heuksalmajang, Bansinjanggeopdo, or rather Bansinjanggeopbangum.”

Pyeongdaesan growled as he listened.

“When will you stop talking about that damn Bansinjanggeop?”

“It’s a matter of martial arts principles. A true swordsman doesn’t deceive with sweet words.”

“Why do you mix up a nobleman and a swordsman?”

“Because the sword is the weapon of a nobleman. That’s what a swordsman is.”

It meant that he would continue in the future.

Cheong listened, folding his fingers one by one.

He showed Cheong the two remaining fingers.

Pyeongdaesan let out a deep sigh and revealed the remaining two.

“Self-Defense Martial Art, and Small Martial Art.”

“Huh?”

Why did a familiar name slip in?

It was a martial art recommended by Jegal.

Jegal recommended a martial art to me?

If Jegal heard this, he would be surprised.

He must have warned me.

It just got cut off in the middle.

“Uh, the Ten Great Martial Arts… are they really that bad?”

“Is that what you’re saying? The characteristic of martial arts is that the more you use them, the more the martial nature seeps in, causing a person to lose their mind. They become more vicious and cruel, losing their patience. It creates a demon in the mind.”

“But, there could be people who are not like that, right?”

“The reason for designating the Ten-Stage Demon as the target is because the process of achieving success as a demon who has turned into a mine is extremely dreadful, or because the martial arts themselves are very dangerous for the mine to possess.”

“What about the Minority Demon?”

“Is that the only one you’ve heard of?”

Pengdaesan sighed again.

How can one navigate the treacherous martial world with such ignorance?

“The Minority Demon is a dangerous type because it is too powerful.”

The danger of the Minority Demon lies in its unique energy, called the Minority Poison, and its penetrating power.

When the hand of the Minority Demon penetrates the body, the energy with the nature of poison infiltrates the body, twisting and tearing the blood vessels.

If the Minority Poison reaches the source, health and lifespan are endangered, and one suffers in agony.

This was a common characteristic of martial arts derived from the Minority Demon.

Whether it’s the Blood Martial Arts or the Flame Martial Arts.

Cheong felt a cold sweat run down his back.

What the hell. It would be a big problem if caught.

Trying to kill someone just because they’ve learned martial arts is a bit much.

I can’t understand the thought process of the original Janggwes.

Regardless, there was a sense of pride.

Martial arts that instill fear because they are too powerful!

Who am I? The owner of the Minority Demon.

Even if I don’t get caught, it’s fine, right?

Dead villains tell no tales.

“Have you heard anything about those ‘bad guys’?”

“I don’t know? But I heard that the missing people never return.”

“Hmm.”

“Are there any suspects that catch your eye?”

Cheong briefly recounted what happened at Dongjeongho.

A crazy woman pretending to be a Wulin patrolman, and a cannibal army appeared.

And then the very strong Cheong appeared and defeated the cannibal army and saved everyone.

“Wait, Geomu. You said you killed the cannibal army?”

“Of course. And I even fought them one-on-six and won. I’m pretty amazing.”

“Oh, Geomu! Indeed, all the world’s great events unfold from the swords of the swordsmen! Janghao, Geomu!”

It was a clear truth.

Even the five young gangsters were ultimately not on the side of the Flame Martial Arts.

Pengdaesan chuckled as he looked at Cheong with disdain.

“You must have been the six.”

“Well, that’s true. How else could I have defeated a top-notch master who can pull out Ganggi like a sword?”

Cheong was confident.

At that moment, Changbin timidly offered his opinion.

“Um, then, shouldn’t we be going to the places where those guys are causing trouble? It might be better to ask for help from the Maeng… ”

Cheong frowned at Changbin.

And it was when he was trying to convince them that the remaining people were still clinging to life because of the missing person.

“The Western Soldiers? If you see it that way… It’s not that I oppose the rescue… Well, yes, there are already many top-notch masters, so why… ”

Changbin’s rebellion was immediately suppressed.