episode_0076

After a while, one of the Blood Gangsi started searching the area around Haegu (海口) like a mouse, chasing traces of the magic.

The Yongbong branch meeting, which had officially opened, began to heat up with excitement.

Even commoners who would not normally cross the threshold of Haenampa flocked to watch the battle between the masters, and even ronin who were hoping to make a name for themselves by taking advantage of this opportunity gathered there.

The duels between the children of prestigious families, which were a hot topic, were postponed to the later rounds, and the ronin were placed in the first round. As such, the early non-combats were the ronin’s turn to participate in the Yongbongjihoe.

The Yongbong branch is actually a social gathering of the old factions and the later factions of the Five Great Sects, and the Ronin are merely hangers-on.

However, even knowing that fact, there were quite a number of ronin who participated.

Although it is difficult to aim for a prize, if you show outstanding performance in the Yongbong branch, your reputation will increase. As your reputation increases, it will naturally become easier to join as a siksaeng, so it is not that there is no meaning in participating.

“I’ve seen the last Yongbong branch meeting, but doesn’t this Yongbong branch meeting seem to be of a higher level?”

“Ah, someone who doesn’t know anything about martial arts is talking nonsense.”

“No, it’s true. Why don’t you believe this? The level of the Ronin who participated in this Yongbongjihoe is higher overall?”

The preliminaries began with two ronin from Haenam Island facing off after making it through a fierce preliminary competition.

A fierce duel ensued, with neither side giving an inch to their opponents as both were first-class players.

It was a bloody battle where even lethal methods that ronin who had already experienced countless battles would use were mobilized without hesitation, even though they prohibited the use of weeds.

Some of the Jeongpa unmanned personnel frowned at such a technique, but the good onlookers watched the thrilling martial arts with sweaty palms.

Meanwhile, someone’s frustrated protest that the level seemed to have improved compared to previous years was faintly buried and disappeared.

“These ronin are pretty high level.”

“The realm itself feels generally high.”

“Even if they are the same first-class or peak, it varies depending on how much actual combat experience they have. In that sense, it seems like everyone has a lot of actual combat experience. They all don’t back down an inch.”

Several celebrities who were watching the match from the VIP seats chatted.

Even in their opinion, the level of the Ronin participants in this Yongbongjihoe was actually high.

Of course, I didn’t know that the reason was because of the Hwan-ryong-hwan, a magic pill called Ja-un-bo-hyeol-dan that someone had provided.

“Everyone seems very desperate.”

Chuil, who was watching the scene, smiled faintly.

Blood Spirit Ring has the ability to trigger latent power. Although the definition of triggering latent power is vague, it is enough to make you feel that you have become stronger in this type of non-combat.

Feeling temporarily stronger is like feeling relieved after having heavy chains on your feet and then taking them off.

The movements are light and the attacks are more powerful, so it’s a composition where you can attack as if you were a god and the defensive image comes out naturally.

“The dosage to minimize aftereffects is one pill every three days, but if you take all of Ahrechi at once… … Hahaha, I feel like an idiot.”

But even while watching such a fierce battle, Chuil let out a small laugh.

The material for the Blood Spirit Pill is people.

A functional drug that literally works like it was made by a blood cult, by grinding a person whole and forcibly activating their latent power using their true energy.

It’s not like the legendary elixir of life, like the Gongcheongseok oil, and something made by grinding up people can’t possibly be a proper medicine.

The lifespan of two ronin who fought on the non-stage without giving an inch of retreat, with their veins protruding, would have been shortened by at least twenty years.

Once the effects of the Blood Spirit Pill wear off, you will feel its side effects slowly eating away at your body, and you will be waiting for death to come very slowly.

Separately from Chuil, who was watching with amusement the behavior that was no different from that of a moth to a flame.

“Write it.”

Yeonjin, who was wearing a mask and disguised, was secretly making contact with Yu Yehyang among the crowd.

As the saying goes, if you want to hide someone, hide them among other people. That’s why we had agreed in advance to meet each other as onlookers when we arrived at Haenampa.

“Doesn’t it look weird to your sister?”

“I see.”

Yu Ye-hyang, who had heard the story that had unfolded, nodded her head calmly.

In fact, it would be stranger not to have any doubts about Chuil.

A martial art that can even deceive Yeonjin’s sense of humor, declared to be the best of the latter by two Hwagyeong-level masters, Namhae Shingum and Chiljeoldoje, while participating in the Yongbongjihoe as a former ronin.

And then, as if it were just a gift, they even gave it to me with a suspicious welcome.

Click.

Yeonjin took out a wooden box from her bosom.

“I wonder if they distributed this to other participants too?”

Yeonjin opened the box and revealed a bloody robe lying on a red carpet.

Jawoonbohyeoldan.

A divine purple cloud that has the power to replenish vitality. As soon as the wooden box was opened, the refreshing scent of the elixir could be felt, but Yu Ye-hyang’s expression hardened.

“This is… … .”

Yu Ye-hyang’s gaze was fixed on the bloody Hwandan.

It was a gaze that seemed as if it could pierce through the illusion with just its eyes, but Yu Ye-hyang’s voice naturally lowered.

Even though we had been at war with the Blood Cult for so long, it’s not like we didn’t have the insight to recognize even one Blood Spirit Ring.

“Jin-ah. Are you sure that this guy named Chu-il gave you this as a gift?”

“Yes. They told me to take the prescribed dosage carefully because if I don’t follow the prescribed dosage, my body will get hurt.”

“Ha.”

Yoo Ye-hyang burst into laughter.

And by inducing Samadhi evolution, he burned the wooden box with the Hwandan. It quickly burned down, and only ashes remained, and the wooden box scattered in the wind.

“How funny. Saying such nonsense in front of my girlfriend.”

Yu Ye-hyang nodded coldly.

“Huh?”

Of course, Yeonjin, who didn’t know English, tilted her head at Yuyehyang’s sudden anger.

“You gave it a pretty plausible name to fool the Blood Spirit Ring.”

Yeonjin closed her mouth at the following words.

It’s not Jawoonbohyeoldan, it’s Hyeolryeonghwan. As you can see from the name containing blood, it’s most likely an item related to the Blood Cult.

What does that mean?

“That guy Chuil, he’s a blood cultist, right?”

Yu Ye-hyang nodded instead of answering.

Yeonjin and Yuyehyang.

Without saying who would go first, their gazes scanned the surroundings.

Blood cult.

In fact, it wasn’t unusual for the Blood Cult to interfere with and sabotage events like the Yongbongjihoe, so the reason didn’t matter.

The only thing that matters is who the evil one of the blood cult is.

Especially for Yu Ye-hyang, who had a long-standing grudge against the Blood Cult, her hatred for the Blood Cult was so great that she would tear off the limbs of any Blood Cult she saw.

‘That means all of those ronin must have taken the Blood Spirit Pill. That’s usually how the Blood Cult works.’

Yu Ye-hyang’s cold gaze was directed at the ronin on the stage.

There is no hope of reversing once you have taken the Blood Spirit Pill.

There was no reason to care about the lives of the ronin who were no different from pyramids, so Yu Ye-hyang quickly withdrew her care.

‘I don’t remember ever hearing that the Blood Cult intervened in the Yongbongjihoe. If that’s true, then that’s true. Whatever the reason, it only means that it’s different from what I know.’

Before Yu Ye-hyang returned, I have never heard of any news that the Blood Cult intervened in the Yongbongjihoe and caused any disruption.

It was different from the original history she knew.

There were so many variables that I couldn’t tell what caused it, but it was clear that something had changed.

The action was swift.

“Jin-ah. Did you say Chu-il? When you get up on stage, watch closely.”

“Where is your sister going?”

“This isn’t something that she can decide on her own.”

Yu Ye-hyang lowered her posture, brought her face to his ear, and whispered in a low voice.

“I’m planning to consult with the vice-principal and come back, so wait here for a moment. And do you remember what that guy named Chuil looks like?”

“Um… … .”

Yeonjin, who was suddenly asked about her appearance, became silent.

Although she was beautiful, she had no special physical features, so I was at a loss as to what to say. Then, Yu Ye-hyang asked again.

“Were either your hair or your eyes red?”

“No. They were both black. They looked young, and although they were pretty, they didn’t have any special features.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter since the color can be hidden. She’s young and objectively beautiful. It’s not like I can’t guess at all though.”

Yu Ye-hyang drew a rough outline of its appearance in her head.

In her mind, a beautiful woman with blood-red hair and red eyes appeared. Yu Ye-hyang frowned and walked away, not wanting to recall her face.

“Then I’ll be back soon, so please wait.”

With those words, Yu Ye-hyang sniffed and slipped through the barrier between people.

As she walked to find Vice-Chief Seo Cheon-woo, Yu Ye-hyang’s mind became quite complicated.

“Why did I have to think of that bitch?”

Yu Ye-hyang’s army narrowed down on its own.

A frown, a look of discomfort on one’s face.

As a warrior who has reached a high level, it could be said that it was an instinctive intuition. It was because he instinctively recalled the traces of the princess in this incident, just like a sixth sense that senses danger.

The Blood Spirit Pill wasn’t a common drug that any Blood Cultist would spread as part of their operations, and this kind of sinister method was also the one the Blood Princess liked to use the most.

Suddenly.

Yu Ye-hyang muttered, her teeth grinding on their own.

“I bet you never dreamed that she would be here. No, it’s all the better. I’ll just use this opportunity to root out the truth.”

She is almost as close to the extreme as the devil.

And if the two of them, including Seo Cheon-woo who climbed the ladder a long time ago, join forces, it will be enough.

I knew well about the blood princess’s martial arts background and techniques. In the worst case scenario, she would have caused chaos in the middle of the Yongbongjihoe and still been confident that she could escape, so she came here.

Being here, knowing so well about her methods, would be the only and fatal mistake the Blood Princess could make.

Yu Ye-hyang, with a cold expression on her face as a Cheonma, something she had never shown before in front of Yeon-jin, quickened her pace.