Chapter 84
Chapter 84
Indeed, it was the Beggars' Sect.
The secret rumors circulating within the Tang family had reached the ears of the Chief Inspector.
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar had also heard the rumor that the Alliance Leader was raising a disciple. However, the truth of the matter had not been revealed.
However, the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar knew the Alliance Leader. He would not accept a brat as unruly as this as his disciple.
No, even if his nature was like that, he would have taught him strictly and made him a proper person.
Baekji said, "I have never said with my own mouth that I am the Alliance Leader's disciple. Why don't you check again?"
"You young brat!"
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar shouted and stood up from his seat. As if he would throw a punch at any moment, ki burst out from his entire body.
"Have you not learned any manners towards your elders?"
Unlike the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar, who was glaring with a terrifying gaze as if he would kill him, Baekji was calm.
"Yes."
Manners towards elders?
Since he had no memory, he had not learned it.
In fact, when he was at Yang Soryeong's house, Old Man Ma had scolded and taught him countless times, but it was Baekji who had pretended not to hear.
Baekji looked at the wrinkled face of the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar, which was full of thick wrinkles, and muttered inwardly.
―I might be older than you. I'm letting you off the hook right now.
He couldn't bring himself to say those words.
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar was at a loss for words.
What was he to do when he said he hadn't learned? Should he teach him now? And he had to beat him...
He could not measure this brat's martial arts at all.
That was the problem.
"Keung..."
He could not suffer the same humiliation he had secretly suffered at the Tang family's family head's hall again.
If he was the Chief Inspector, he was the second-in-command of the Beggars' Sect.
If he was defeated by a young brat, it would be a disgrace to the reputation of the Beggars' Sect.
A master carries not only his own honor but also the honor of his sect or family.
If he lost to an opponent, not only his own reputation but also the reputation of his sect or family would be tarnished. That's why they avoided direct confrontations with each other as much as possible.
Regardless of victory or defeat, the very act of competing with a young brat at an age approaching seventy would be a subject of gossip.
"Keung."
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar withdrew his momentum and sat down again.
"What, what kind of brat is that? Nangong trash! What on earth is that brat?"
"He is the Honored One of the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect. And I am not Nangong trash. I am the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance's military affairs department."
Nangong Zhao answered with a smile inwardly.
Seeing Baekji defeat not only Quan Bai but also the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar, he felt a sense of satisfaction.
It seemed to have shown on his face.
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar's eyes widened, and he glared at Nangong Zhao.
"What are you so happy about, grinning like that?"
"It's nothing. Seeing the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar flustered..."
"He's always like that these days."
Baekji answered instead.
"He got a wife. The Nangong family and the Tang family are going to be in-laws."
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar looked at Nangong Zhao at the unexpected words.
"Really?"
The Nangong family and the Tang family are joining hands?
It was a matter that the gossips of the martial world would be interested in. The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar, who had a firm grasp on the back-alley rumors of the martial world, would not miss this.
Nangong Zhao just gave an awkward smile.
"So it's true! You, the so-called 'iron-faced young master'... have fallen for the 'poisonous hibiscus'!"
"Miss Yunseol is not a 'poisonous hibiscus'."
"What are you talking about? Isn't Tang Yunseol the 'poisonous hibiscus'?"
"She is a 'snow hibiscus'. 'Poisonous hibiscus' does not suit her."
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar's mouth fell open.
The brat who had always been so serious, the brat who had been so indifferent that he was called the 'iron-faced young master'...
The brat who had volunteered for every dangerous task with a face that said he didn't want to live...
The brat whom the 'Azure Sky Divine Dragon', the head of the Nangong family and his comrade, had specially asked him to look after...
He had become strange.
He had been fine when he had seen him a while ago...
Baekji joined in.
"The 'Azure Sky Young Dragon' is right. I think so too. What is a 'poisonous hibiscus'? It doesn't suit Miss Yunseol at all..."
"Keung..."
"By the way, do you know? That brat Tang Tian'e was a Blood Sect member."
Baekji suddenly changed the subject.
"Gasp! You're saying Tang Tian'e was a Blood Sect member?"
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar did not know that fact either. He had only known it as an internal dispute of the Tang family.
It was because the Tang family had been so secretive about it.
"It's good information, right? I've given you information..."
Baekji took out a gold ingot from his money pouch.
"I'm not a person who apologizes with just words. I know the sincerity contained in the coming and going of money and goods. This is enough, right?"
Baekji threw the gold ingot.
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar caught it in a daze.
He was dumbfounded.
He had lived as a beggar his whole life and had never pursued his own well-being.
Only for the justice of the martial world...
But the gold ingot in his hand was tempting.
"Keuheum. The 'Dragon and Tiger Beggars' have had poor food and lodging on their long journey... if that is your will..."
"It's fine. Everyone knows the Beggars' Sect is poor, so you don't have to say much."
Baekji waved his hand, cut off the Eight-Armed Divine Beggar's words, and said in a subtle voice, "Shall we have a serious talk now?"
"Is there anything left to talk about?"
"There's something I want to know."
Baekji asked an unexpected question.
"The top ten masters, where do they live?"
As he spoke, he slightly opened his money pouch.
The gold ingots were emitting a yellow light.
The Eight-Armed Divine Beggar's eyes also turned yellow.
'With that money...'
He could feed the 'Dragon and Tiger Beggars' to their fill.
* * *
The Blood Cliff, which was dyed blood-red when it received the sunset.
There was a path between the cracks of the cliff, which seemed to have been cut. It was covered in a gloomy fog, and it was difficult to know if there was a path even if one got close.
The Blood Fiend entered the path between the cracks of the cliff with familiar steps. At the end of the path, a dark cave, like the gate of hell, was gaping open.
The Blood Fiend carefully entered the cave. Although a thick darkness blocked him, it was no obstacle for the Blood Fiend, a master of the 'true realm'.
As the cave widened, a gloomy space appeared.
Drip, drip...
The water that had formed on the ceiling of the cave fell and formed a pond, but it was a blood-red pond that would make one shudder just by looking at it.
In the middle of the pond, a person was sitting on a flat rock.
Surprisingly... it was Bai Yandu.
When the Blood Fiend entered the cave, Bai Yandu opened his eyes. A blood-red blood ki flowed from his two eyes.
The Blood Fiend prostrated himself by the pond.
"The plan of the 'Blood Heaven's Descent' is proceeding smoothly."
"What is the reason for coming to report on purpose? I would have told you not to disturb my training."
"Tang Tian'e... failed in his attempt to ascend to the position of the Tang family head ahead of schedule."
The Blood Fiend had received a report that Tang Tian'e had fallen the day after he had found him.
Although he was dumbfounded, the water had already been spilled.
He could not reveal the Blood Sect to save Tang Tian'e.
The Blood Corpse Brigade leader and the Blood Corpse Brigade were lost while attacking the White Mountain Sect, a mid-sized sect. Baekji, who was presumed to be the culprit, was at the Tang family.
Moreover, a brat who was the Western Divine General of the Demonic Cult had been persistently pursuing him.
He had circled Sichuan to shake off that brat and had barely come to the place where the Blood Sect Leader was hiding.
"A pathetic brat... to be blinded by greed and to bring shame to the grand plan of our cult. Blood Fiend, you kill him yourself."
"I understand."
The Blood Fiend bowed his head and then continued to speak.
"But according to Tang Tian'e's report, it seems that Tang Qianhui has found a way to detoxify the blood poison. Tang Qianhui is alive even after being hit by the blood poison."
"..."
Drip! Drip!
When the Blood Sect Leader was silent, the sound of water droplets falling spread through the cave.
"I will wash the Tang family with blood and kill all those who know the manufacturing method of the blood poison antidote."
"There is no need for that."
"..."
"It will be enough to change the ingredients of the blood poison."
"..."
"When my great work is finished, there will be no need for things like the blood poison. Concentrate on the grand plan of the 'Blood Heaven's Descent'."
"As you command!"
The Blood Fiend bowed his head.
"Have you found your body?"
The Blood Fiend looked at the Blood Sect Leader.
It was the body of Bai Yandu, in which the 'Soul Exchange Grand Law' had failed.
The Blood Sect Leader had taken it.
He was curious about what had happened to the remaining soul of the 'Soul Exchange Grand Law' that had been in Bai Yandu's body, but he could not ask.
"I have not yet found a suitable brat."
"Hurry. The day of the 'Blood Heaven's Descent'... you must also assist me with a new body, right?"
"I understand."
"If you achieve three transformations, you will achieve eternal life. Blood Fiend, you are qualified to enjoy eternal life with me."
"Thank you."
"You may go now."
The Blood Fiend came out of the cave and looked back.
The Blood Sect Leader's training room.
The day the blood-red pond, into which the blood of ten thousand people had been poured, became clear, the 'Blood Heaven' would open, and the Blood Sect Leader would become an immortal being.
He himself would also enjoy eternal life with him.
But.
For some reason, he felt a sense of hesitation.
'The 'Soul Exchange Grand Law'... what happened to his soul?'
The Blood Sect Leader had appointed a new 'Soul Exchange Grand Law' in place of the dead one. This meant that if he himself died, a new Blood Fiend would rise.
The same was true for the Four Great Demonic Generals and the Eight Great Blood Armies.
If someone died, they were immediately replaced with a new person.
Even a person with no ability could immediately obtain martial arts befitting the position just by going through the Blood Sect Leader's grand law.
It was truly a god-like ability.
The Blood Fiend was afraid of the ability to defy the heavens. No, he was afraid because he knew what the source of that ability was.
The Blood Fiend quietly came out of the Blood Cliff.
First, he had to kill Tang Tian'e.
* * *
A carriage came out of the Tang family.
Inside the carriage, Tang Tian'e and the two Blood Sect members who had disguised themselves as the Twin Wing Brigade were tied up tightly.
Behind them, Baekji, Nangong Zhao, and Tang Yunseol followed on horseback.
About ten Tang family warriors were escorting them.
"Umm. It's a pity. I should have caught the rest of them."
Baekji was regretful.
The Blood Sect members who had disguised themselves as the Twin Wing Brigade had all fled on the night Tang Tian'e was caught.
Since he had thought he would receive one hundred thousand taels per Blood Sect member, he had lost several hundred thousand taels.
Nangong Zhao, 'psik', smiled and said, "It's enough that the Poison King has paid his respects. What more do you want?"
Tang Qianhui had given him twice the money that Baekji had spent, as he had said. Baekji had even received the ten taels of silver that he had given to Hong Gai as alms.
Baekji's money pouch was full. But he was talking about money again.
"The more money, the better."
At Baekji's words, Nangong Zhao thought he should tell him the truth.
If he had high expectations and they were not met, he might cause a commotion at the Martial Alliance.
"Even if you take the hostages, you probably won't get as much of a reward as you think."
"What? What do you mean?"
Baekji's expression became fierce.
"A hundred thousand taels for a Blood Sect underling? Kehehe. Wake up. You can't get that much. Since the Blood Sect has been fully revealed, the underlings have no value."
"What are you talking about! These brats are the public enemies of the martial world, the Blood Sect!"
"It's frustrating. The reward is paid according to the value of the information. Those brats are underlings. Tang Tian'e didn't know much either. Even if we take those brats, we have to put them in prison, so it will only cost us for their food."
"..."
"It's the same with Bai Renguang. He has no value now."
"What nonsense is that!"
"Think about it. Bai Renguang was a witness that the Blood Sect had appeared. He had value then. But the Beggars' Sect beggars fought directly with the Blood Sect members in Chengdu. Now it doesn't matter whether we take Bai Renguang or not."
"Umm..."
Hearing it, Nangong Zhao's words made sense.
A few months ago, finding a trace of the Blood Sect was the key.
Just the fact that the Blood Hand Grand Seal had appeared was enough for Nangong Zhao to be dispatched.
But after that, the Blood Corpse Brigade of the Blood Sect was annihilated at the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect, and the Blood Sect members ran wild in Chengdu.
Since the Chief Inspector of the Beggars' Sect had fought directly, the whole of the Central Plains knew that the Blood Sect had appeared.
Nangong Zhao said, "Now, what those brats are aiming for is important. So Bai Renguang, Ximen Suo, Tang Tian'e, and the two Blood Sect members... will they be worth ten thousand taels in total?"
"No way!"
"That's how information is. The value of time is important."
"..."
After thinking for a moment, Baekji shouted to the coachman who was pulling the carriage, "Run! To the Martial Alliance! Full gallop!"
(End of Chapter)
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