Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 79 : A Stubborn Person (1)

In that instant, Mae Jeong-mun's sword aimed at Yuk Seol-jeong's neck.

Swish!

"Your neck seems to have healed since it was hurting?"

As Mae Jeong-mun's sword lightly cut her neck, Yuk Seol-jeong trembled her shoulders and retreated.

"I'm warning you, if you try any tricks here, your neck will be cut off."

Mae Jeong-mun threw a word and then went outside, and Yuk Seol-jeong clenched her fists.

'I'll kill her.'

Yuk Seol-jeong went outside, imagining killing Mae Jeong-mun by tearing her body to pieces.

* * *

Jin Sa-wol, who had come down to the main dining hall for an early breakfast, stopped walking among the people coming and going around the restaurant.

Thump! Thump! Rattle!

A carriage slowly approaching from the direction of the brothel caught his eye.

To be precise, it was not the carriage but the woman in red sitting in the driver's seat.

The main gate of the inn was crowded with carriages carrying luggage early in the morning. As the carriage with the woman in red went out among them, the flower carriage of the brothel followed.

Bi-sun, who had finished his meal, approached Jin Sa-wol's side and asked.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

"Brother. Can a person live again after their Tiantu acupoint is pierced?"

"What are you talking about? Is that possible? Unless you're a ghost, you can't live."

"Can you live even after your neck is stabbed?"

"That I don't know well... I remember hearing about a person who lived after being stabbed in the neck. It must have been a very lucky case. Or there was a doctor like Hua Tuo next to him. But why do you ask?"

"I definitely killed her, but she's alive."

A cold chill settled on Jin Sa-wol's face.

Bi-sun was surprised and asked.

"You killed her, but she's alive? It wasn't a mistake?"

After speaking, Bi-sun realized that he might have hurt his pride. But Jin Sa-wol did not dwell on such things.

"There was no mistake."

Hearing Jin Sa-wol's answer, Bi-sun showed a serious expression.

"Who is it?"

"One of the disciples of the Chung Pavilion. A young woman."

"It must be the youngest."

Bi-sun muttered and then walked forward.

"I'll have to find out what happened. You go to Senior Song."

"I will."

Jin Sa-wol answered and then returned to his room and changed his clothes.

"Where are you going so early in the morning?"

Jo Geom-ok, who had opened the door and come in, asked, admiring Jin Sa-wol's upper body, who had taken off his upper garment.

Jin Sa-wol, after putting on a plain robe and wrapping a long robe, answered.

"I have business in the city."

"You went out at dawn too. You said we'd go together, but you're wandering around alone? Let's go together."

"The Martial Alliance will be looking for you, right? You have a noticeable appearance."

Jo Geom-ok, who had understood it as a compliment, smiled.

"I was reported as a dead person. And it will be more convenient for us to act if we look like a couple."

Although she said that, it meant she was bored. Jin Sa-wol had no choice but to allow her to accompany him.

"I'll wait downstairs."

At Jin Sa-wol's words, Jo Geom-ok smiled and returned to her own room.

Jin Sa-wol stood at the entrance of the inn and looked around for a moment.

Since it was morning, he saw many people carrying necessary items for the inn.

He also saw warriors on patrol.

A short while later, Jo Geom-ok, wearing a gray plain robe, appeared. She had drawn a dot under her eye, which made her stand out even more.

"What's with the dot?"

"I drew it just in case. I have to put it on like this so they won't know me."

Although it was a plain outfit, her skin was as white as jade, her facial lines were fine, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and her long eyelashes glittered in the sunlight.

The eyes of the passing warriors turned to Jo Geom-ok.

But Jo Geom-ok walked forward as if she did not know their gazes.

"Let's go."

"We're not going to play."

Jin Sa-wol shook his head and headed for Guguang City with Jo Geom-ok.

* * *

Jang-cho and Yuk Seol-jeong, who had entered a tavern located near the north gate of Guguang City, sat by a window on the second floor where the sun shone well.

"Do I have to go back? I want to kill the bastard who stabbed my neck."

Jang-cho, to the burning Yuk Seol-jeong, held out a cold water and said.

"If you were hit without even feeling his presence, he's a tough opponent."

"It hurts my pride. That's why I'm more angry."

Yuk Seol-jeong frowned and took out a small bottle.

"For now, I have to find Song Ha-sang. The scent left on his body probably hasn't completely disappeared yet."

Even if an insect ghost dies, its scent lasts for about a day.

As Yuk Seol-jeong opened the stopper that was blocking the bottle, a beetle the size of a thumbnail poked its head out. The beetle wandered around and then spread its wings and flew away.

A peculiar scent tickled her nose. Although it was similar to the smell of urine, it was a familiar scent to Yuk Seol-jeong.

Jang-cho sighed.

"If it were me, I would have run away as far as possible."

"Ah! I didn't think of that. If he's not there, I can't help it. For now, I'll fill my stomach and then go out slowly."

Yuk Seol-jeong swallowed her saliva when she saw the waiter bringing food.

* * *

Taepyeongru was one of the many brothels in Guguang City and was not very famous.

A carriage stopped in front of the back gate of that place, and Mae Jeong-mun, the brothel master of the Gangnam Grand Inn, got off.

She entered Taepyeongru through the back gate.

The place she was going to was the room where the master of Taepyeongru was.

In the room, Jo-rim was sleeping in a half-naked state. She, who had woken up at the sound of footsteps, roughly put on her outer garment and then came out to the inner room.

Although leftover food and wine bottles were rolling around on a wide round table, she sat without caring.

Since she had suffered so much in Nanchang, she was resting well here. Il-hu and Il-bi were also still sleeping.

"It's me."

Jo-rim, who saw Mae Jeong-mun opening the door and coming in with a voice, poured the leftover wine from yesterday into a wine cup.

"Wine from the morning?"

"You have to cure a hangover with wine."

Jo-rim smiled and then drank the wine. As the effect of the wine rose, her mind became clear.

"If it's nothing special, just go."

Jo-rim waved her hand and then went back into the bedroom and lay on the bed. Mae Jeong-mun entered the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and said.

"The disciples of Loyal Ghost King who died yesterday were in a mess, fighting and biting each other. One survived, but that one was also killed by someone. Song Ha-sang has disappeared... Do you know anything about Song Ha-sang?"

"No."

"Is there anything to hide between us?"

"I said I don't know. You know the affairs of the inn better."

Jo-rim waved her hand with an annoyed expression. Then, Mae Jeong-mun began to massage Jo-rim's legs.

"Is there anything the pavilion master doesn't know?"

"A little higher. That's right. Under the buttocks too... Yes. I really don't know about Song Ha-sang. If he's here, he'll be noticeable soon. But why did you come?"

"Where is Jin Sa-wol?"

As Mae Jeong-mun asked about Jin Sa-wol's whereabouts, Jo-rim sat up.

"Why are you asking about Jin Sa-wol's whereabouts?"

"He's not in Nanchang, and his whereabouts are unknown. On top of that, the disciples of the Chung Pavilion who came out to kill Jin Sa-wol are dead. Two in Nanchang... and one yesterday."

"They said the ones who died at the inn killed each other."

"The last youngest disciple who survived was murdered. Her neck and Tiantu acupoint were pierced. The missing Song Ha-sang lived in Ghost Spirit Valley. So wouldn't it be Jin Sa-wol? The motive is also sufficient. He kills those who came to kill him."

At Mae Jeong-mun's story, Jo-rim smiled and then headed for the round table again. This time, she drank water, not wine.

Mae Jeong-mun proved that not just anyone could become the brothel master of the inn. The places that Hwahwaru cared about the most were Jeongju and Guguang. The people in charge of those places were more outstanding than those in other places.

'Smart.'

Jo-rim smiled. Mae Jeong-mun approached and sat next to her. She treated Jo-rim very carefully.

"Although it's true that Jin Sa-wol has disappeared from Nanchang, I also don't know his whereabouts. I'll have to look for him. But what are you going to do when you find him?"

"I'm going to observe."

"How long has it been since you entered the inn?"

"Three years."

"Three years is a time when loyalty to Hwahwaru fades. At such a time, you have to decide on a course of action. Hwahwaru, the Golden Demonic Pavilion. Or the inn? The main sect?"

"Of course, Hwahwaru is my home. I must have shown unnecessary curiosity."

"Next time, I'll go to the brothel."

As Jo-rim gestured with her eyes, Mae Jeong-mun stood up from her seat.

"Then I'll be waiting at the brothel."

As Mae Jeong-mun went out, Jo-rim, who was staring at her back, said in a low voice.

"When did you come?"

At her words, Bi-sun's face popped out from under the bed.

"A little while ago."

Jo-rim, hearing Bi-sun's answer, sat on the edge of the bed. Since she knew that Bi-sun had come in, she had sent Mae Jeong-mun out quickly.

"What is it?"

"The disciple of the Chung Pavilion who died at Jin Sa-wol's hands yesterday has come back to life. I was wondering if there was something peculiar about the martial arts of the Chung Pavilion."

"Oh my... The brothel master would know, but she just left. But she came back to life? Jin Sa-wol killed her, so is that possible?"

"It wasn't a mistake."

Hearing Bi-sun's words, Jo-rim thought of Mae Jeong-mun, who had just left, and let out a cold chill.

"If the brothel master deliberately hid that fact from me, that's outrageous."

Whoosh!

Jo-rim's figure flew outside.

Whoosh!

Mae Jeong-mun, who was about to get on the carriage, turned her head at the suddenly heard loud sound of wind.

Her eyes widened when she discovered Jo-rim flying through the air.

Whoosh!

Jo-rim turned her body in the air and then landed in front of Mae Jeong-mun.

"What is it?"

Mae Jeong-mun quickly gathered her two hands and greeted politely at Jo-rim's chill.

'Her martial arts are still the same.'

Mae Jeong-mun once again realized that she was not yet at a level to face Jo-rim.

"It seems there's something you didn't tell me."

"What?"

Mae Jeong-mun made a face as if she didn't know what he was talking about. Then, Jo-rim wrapped her arm around her shoulder and walked to the side.

It was because of the bodyguard sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage and the warriors standing guard at the back gate.

Thump! Thump!

While walking about ten steps, Jo-rim was silent. Mae Jeong-mun rolled her head to try to remember what he was talking about.

"They say the youngest disciple of the Chung Pavilion Lord is alive. Didn't you say she was dead?"

"Ah... that's right. She was dead, but she came back to life. The young pavilion master said it was the demonic art of the Chung Pavilion."

"The young pavilion master also came?"

"Yes."

"I didn't hear that."

"He came last night, so I didn't have a chance to report it. He just left with the revived youngest. But how did you know that?"

Mae Jeong-mun asked back with a calm expression. Jo-rim smiled.

"Let's see each other at the brothel tonight."

Jo-rim, who had turned the conversation as if there were no reason to answer her question, let go of Mae Jeong-mun's shoulder.

"I'll be waiting."

At Mae Jeong-mun's answer, Jo-rim nodded and then headed for her own room. Mae Jeong-mun sighed and got on the carriage again.

'What kind of bitch is she?'

The maids of the brothel brushed past Mae Jeong-mun's mind. She thought that there must be a spy who was reporting information to Jo-rim, excluding herself.

* * *

A beetle flew into a poor village outside the east gate, not far from Taepyeongru.

The place where the beetle entered was a small house located on the outskirts.

The beetle, which had sat on the wall of the house, settled there and did not move.

"Haa."

Song Ha-sang, who had let out a sigh and sat up from the bed, boiled the leftover porridge from yesterday and ate it.

After that, he came outside and headed for the city. It was because he had to work from today.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped walking when he saw Yuk Seol-jeong standing at the entrance of the village.

"Hey! Mr. Song!"

The moment he heard Yuk Seol-jeong's voice, Song Ha-sang ran without even looking back.

Papapat!

"How is that crazy bitch alive?"

(End of Chapter)