Sword God Reborn

Chapter 37 : You Know a Lot, Don't You?

Kkeuaaaak!

It was a chilling scream.

"Heok! Heok!"

Pababat!

Cheok did not stop. He just ran like crazy. He scraped up all his internal energy and only used his lightness skill. Even though the scream he had heard was from a subordinate who had just said he would escort him to Shaanxi alive, he did not look back or stop.

'I'm going to die!'

It was the first time.

He had felt this much fear.

It was from the moment he had tried to quickly leave Henan and return to Shaanxi at full speed.

Contact with the subordinates who had been scattered for tracking or surveillance was lost one by one.

It meant that he had come right up to them.

Although he had run away in a hurry, Cheon Mubaeck had already caught Cheok's tail and was chasing him relentlessly.

A quiet forest where not even a mountain bug cried.

"Uwaaaaaak!"

Heumchit!

The color drained from Cheok's face.

The terrible scream that was heard from just over ten zhang away had awakened the darkness.

"W-We have to go! We have to keep running!"

One of the subordinates who had been protecting his side until the end urged Cheok's stiffened body.

Cheok, who had come to his senses, nodded his head as if he were possessed and ran.

'I have to run faster, faster!'

A black figure flickered in front of Cheok, who was running like crazy.

A sense of unease like a shadow wriggling in the darkness.

'...Cheon Mubaeck!'

Although an ominous warning had brushed past his mind, it was already too late.

Two white dots flashed from the black shadow.

Pure white eyes cut through the darkness.

"Keoeok!"

The small white dot had expanded in an instant, and bright red blood had gushed from the chest of the subordinate who was by his side.

At that dumbfounded sight, Cheok's body trembled all over.

He had seen it clearly.

The sight of the shadow that was over ten zhang away rushing in in one breath.

Although the subordinate by his side was under him, he was a team leader who had led the other subordinates, and his skills were at a similar level to his own.

But he had fallen, bleeding from his chest, without even being able to resist.

"No way... Cheon Mubaeck...!"

"What do you mean, no way. You bastard. Just admit it. Huh? Anyway, these bastards have a habit of not admitting it."

"You bastard!"

"All your kids have crossed the Yellow Springs. Huh? But what's with the tone and gaze that seems to say you can't believe it?"

Cheok was flustered by Cheon Mubaeck's suddenly changed attitude.

Udeuduk!

Cheon Mubaeck cracked his joints and came up to Cheok.

He looked so free-spirited. In fact, he had an excessive side that made him look like a thug from the black-way.

The face that was revealed in the darkness was an expression full of the usual annoyance.

"Why are you running away and causing trouble? I thought I was going to die of exhaustion from chasing you all the way here."

"You, who are you. Are you really Cheon Mubaeck?"

"Hoo. Hey."

"...?"

"I'm the one with a lot of questions. Why did the Blood Demon Sect join hands with those idiots from the Blood Ghost Valley? And what kind of guys are they? So I'm the one who asks the questions. Do you understand?"

Cheok's pupils widened.

He already knew that he knew the identity of the Blood Demon Sect.

But how did he know about the Blood Ghost Valley, which could be seen as the backer of the Blood Demon Sect?

In fact, that was a group that Cheok also did not know well. He just knew the name.

It was a group that only the upper echelons within the Blood Demon Sect knew about.

How did Cheon Mubaeck know that?

"How did you...?"

"There was quite a bit of data accumulated in Bonggu County. And there was also what Yuk Seong had told me before he died. It's not difficult to estimate by cross-verifying various things."

"Ha! You foolish bastard!"

Cheok's attitude changed. Although fear still existed, he laughed as if he genuinely pitied Cheon Mubaeck.

Cheon Mubaeck looked at him with a blank expression.

"You could have just lived quietly."

"Huh?"

"You could have just lived in your room, playing the daegeum as you always did. How foolish. Let's say you touched the Blood Demon Sect. Seeing your skills, you must have been confident that you could have a go with our Blood Demon Sect."

Madness gradually filled Cheok's face.

"But they are different! They are different! They... are real demons! Especially that person, that person will lightly break a bastard like you's neck!"

"Really?"

"Hehehe. How long do you think you can be so triumphant? Do you think they will leave you alone, who has noticed their existence? You are a dead man now. Leave Henan right now and hide in Nanman. If you go there, who knows. You might be able to save your life! Or you could strip naked and dance and beg for forgiveness!"

By messing up the affairs of the Blood Demon Sect, he had eventually touched the nerves of the Blood Ghost Valley that was behind it. They genuinely hated their identity being known. Moreover, since he had even noticed their existence.

So Cheon Mubaeck was a dead man now.

When his thoughts reached that point, Cheok felt a little relieved.

He felt better imagining the sight of this scary Cheon Mubaeck screaming and dying.

Unfortunately, the comfort was only for a moment.

The moment he realized that Cheon Mubaeck was smiling, his hair stood on end.

Like a child who had found a toy he liked.

Cheon Mubaeck wore a pure smile that did not suit the situation.

"You, you know a lot, don't you?"

* * *

"Master, where on earth are we going now?"

It had been ten days since Heo Seong and Cheon Mubaeck had split up.

Heo Seong and the escort warriors, who had thought they would go straight to Shaolin, had not yet arrived at Mount Song.

To be precise, they had not arrived.

Heo Seong had been heading to Shaolin, but had turned in the middle.

What Heo Seong had immediately looked for was one of the mountain ranges that followed the huge mountain of Mount Song.

Here, Heo Seong had been searching the mountains thoroughly for four days as if he were looking for someone.

"Shaolin is right in front of us. Master. The Shaolin where the Chief and the Chief Instructor are detained."

"I know."

The subordinate escort warrior beat his chest as if he were frustrated.

"Then shouldn't we go right away? What are we looking for here?"

"It's what the Young Master ordered."

"Pardon? The Young Master?"

The escort warrior's face became strange.

There was no way of knowing. Cheon Mubaeck, who he had thought would go straight to Shaolin, had disappeared somewhere, and Heo Seong was also following his orders thoroughly.

"What on earth is the order? Is this more urgent than saving the Chief?"

"It's to save the Chief."

"Pardon?"

It was then.

The face of Heo Seong, who was answering, suddenly hardened. A look of great tension appeared on his face. When the escort warrior was bewildered by the sudden change, a young voice pierced through.

"Mister! Don't step on that!"

"...!"

"What? What..."

The escort warriors were flustered for a moment.

Wasn't a young girl in plain clothes with a basket on her back running over?

The girl came close to Heo Seong, put her hands on her hips, and sighed.

"What are you doing, coming into someone else's medicinal herb field and stepping on it all over?"

The girl said boldly and then bent her waist and squatted down.

Peok-peok!

"Move your foot! You're stepping on it! Mister!"

At that bold appearance, the escort warriors were all bewildered. But for some reason, that appearance overlapped with their Vice Chief, Cheon Yuhwa, when she was young, and they smiled without even realizing it.

But only Heo Seong had a stiff expression.

"Little girl."

"What. No, you can't step there! Get out!"

"You, by any chance, do you know the old man with the basket?"

"..."

At those words, the girl raised her head. She narrowed her eyes.

"You've come to find my grandfather?"

"...!"

"Sigh. You must have come to get some medicine. Follow me."

At the attitude as if this kind of thing were familiar, the escort warriors were rather flustered.

There are numerous laws in the martial world.

Be careful of people with swords.

Moreover, since they were outsiders, it was normal to be wary when meeting them. But the girl was even guiding them so naturally.

Only then did the escort warriors feel a slight sense of unease.

What gave them confidence in that unease was Heo Seong's remark.

"Did you all feel the presence?"

"...!"

The escort warriors' bodies stiffened for a moment.

That was the reason why Heo Seong's face had hardened at the very beginning.

No matter how distracted he was by talking to the escort warrior.

He had not felt any presence at all, even though she had come right up to him.

Moreover, in a quiet mountain, even a small presence could not help but be felt sensitively.

But until then, not only the escort warriors but also Heo Seong had not felt any presence at all.

'Is it a formation...?'

In fact, he had felt something strange from a while ago.

No matter how much he moved, it felt as if he were wandering.

And to not even feel a presence...

What if the girl was an enemy with malicious intent?

This place would have become their grave.

When their thoughts reached that point, the escort warriors' complexions changed.

"Do we follow?"

"We follow."

In the martial world, you must be wary of anything suspicious. But on the contrary, Heo Seong was convinced. That he had finally found the person Cheon Mubaeck had told him to find.

How much time had passed?

As they carefully followed the girl, the escort warriors became even more convinced.

It was a rough mountain path. The girl moved as lightly as if she were running on a flat ground, on a rough mountain path that would be difficult for even the escort warriors if they did not concentrate.

Their wariness deepened even more.

"What are you guys who came to get medicine so tense for, with your eyes so fierce?"

"...!"

"Grandfather!"

The old man, who was drying medicinal herbs in front of a small hut, hugged the girl tightly.

"You rascal. I told you not to bring people from outside without permission."

"Hey. They came to find you, grandfather."

"Me? Hmm. It doesn't feel like they came to get some medicine."

The old man was an ordinary farmer that could be seen anywhere.

Sun-tanned dark skin, a wrinkled face, a withered body.

But Heo Seong did not relax his tension and politely bowed his waist.

"By any chance, are you the esteemed Myo Gyo-wi?"

"Since you know my real name. You've come with a purpose."

Heo Seong felt two emotions.

One was a sense of accomplishment that he had finally found the person Cheon Mubaeck had told him to find.

The other was an astonishment that was beyond surprise.

He had not taken any action. Just by sitting down on the wooden floor and looking at him, he felt as if his whole body was being tied up.

'What kind of person did the Young Master tell me to find...!'

Heo Seong's pupils shook uncontrollably.

At the indifferent gaze of Myo Gyo-wi, who was just looking at him without a word, his breathing gradually became faster. Heo Seong, thinking that something big would happen if he just stood there, hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Our Young Master told me to be sure to come and see you."

"Young Master? Where are you from?"

Myo Gyo-wi tilted his head.

But the pressure that surrounded him did not disappear. The subordinates who were behind him were all trembling with pale faces from the pressure.

Only Heo Seong answered with his teeth clenched.

"I am from the Azure Star Escort Agency of Wonyang County."

"The Azure Star Escort Agency? A young master from there knows my name?"

"..."

"I don't know how many people in the world know my name now."

"And, he gave me a letter with these words."

"Speak."

"He said to give me a dose of medicine, since he had made it possible to dig for ginseng while avoiding the fierce beasts."

"...!"

Myo Gyo-wi shut his mouth for a moment. A silence descended as if he were lost in thought for a long time. Myo Gyo-wi, with a regretful expression, muttered with a slightly softened momentum.

"So he has inherited that person's true teachings? Well. If not, he wouldn't have known my real name and come to find me."

Myo G-wi said as he got up from the wooden floor.

"..."

"Come in. The medicine of a medicine immortal is not something that can be made quickly."

In an instant, Heo Seong flinched.

Because of the word that had flowed out of Myo Gyo-wi's mouth.

"Did you say... the medicine of a medicine immortal?"

At that, Myo Gyo-wi said nonchalantly.

"Did you come here without even knowing my identity, just because he sent you? He told you my real name but not my title. That young master of yours has certainly inherited the true teachings of that eccentric old man."

Myo Gyo-wi said slowly.

"I am the person who is called the Medicine Immortal Teacher Myo."