Swordless Demonic Pa Chapter 134 : A Place to Stop By for a Moment

The day after his mother died of illness, people from the Cheon family estate ca to visit.

Cheon Mun-jung, who told

to call him uncle, took my hand that day and guided

to the Cheon family estate.

That day, I learned that I was a person of the Cheon family estate. My mother had never told

anything about my father.

I was very curious about what kind of person my father was, but I could only see him after my mother passed away.

When I entered the Cheon family estate and saw my father, I was very scared at first. But his figure, sitting alone in the wide main hall, looked lonely that day.

My father asked.

"What kind of person do you want to beco?"

I answered.

"I want to be of help to my father."

It was sothing I said instinctively. Because he was the father I had been curious about while living alone with my mother, I wanted to live while receiving my father's love.

Rather than becoming an orphan with nowhere to go, I wanted to catch my father's eye and live comfortably.

It seed my father was pleased with the answer I gave with that heart.

From that day on, I lived in the Cheon family estate. But my misfortune began because I had a half-brother nad Cheon Woo-rin.

He beat

every day.

The fists of Cheon Woo-rin, who had learned martial arts, were fierce. I would lose consciousness with just one hit.

After living like that for a few months, one day I vomited blood and collapsed.

"Because of your mother, my mother died of a broken heart. So shouldn't you also be beaten to death! This is just my revenge."

Cheon Woo-rin was always angry at

and spoke of revenge.

My father saved

when I was on the verge of death.

My father, thinking that I shouldn't be in the Cheon family estate, sent

to Cheonsan. He told

to live there and that he would call

when I beca an adult.

But even when I beca an adult, the Cheon family estate did not call .

I thought that might be for the better. I didn't have the confidence to face Cheon Woo-rin.

After a few more years, my father called. After that, I beca the general manager of the Cheon family estate and helped my sister-in-law.

It was just a story that could happen in any family, and it was just a past event.

Cheon Woo-hyeon, who had returned to his office and sat down, shook his head as he recalled Dokgo Hye's sad face.

"Is she pitiful? Sympathy? I don't know..."

Cheon Woo-hyeon closed his eyes, trying to erase Dokgo Hye's image.

* * *

The surrounding mountains and valleys leading up to the main headquarters of the Esoteric Sect were still crowded with nurous martial artists.

Even after the first people who had co when the rumor first spread had all left, people's footsteps did not cease.

Although it was known that countless Demonic Cult and orthodox martial artists had died there, the martial artists' curiosity did not seem to diminish.

On the contrary, after they had co and gone, even more martial artists gathered.

The Martial Alliance officially designated it as a forbidden area and blocked the entry of martial artists. But that was just a recomndation, not a compulsion.

When they left the inn for the Esoteric Sect, there were three of them, but on the way back to the inn, the number of people had increased to five.

A large cart was slowly passing over the main road. In the driver's seat sat Jo Geom-ok and Son Ae-hwa, wearing bamboo hats.

Yeon-il was lying down, looking at their backs. In front of him sat Woo Jeong-bong and Jin Sa-wol.

Rattle! Rattle!

"Ugh!"

As the cart went over a stone, Yeon-il let out a groan as if he felt the shock. But no one acknowledged Yeon-il's pain.

"My whole body aches. Can't we stay at a doctor's house for a few days?"

"We have a long way to go. Just go. Isn't your body an indestructible body?"

At Woo Jeong-bong's words, Yeon-il sighed and turned his head.

"That's what they say. If a person becos an indestructible body, is he a person? He's a monster."

"That's true, but if you go back to Shaolin without any gains, you'll probably get scolded. Are you okay?"

"It's a relief just to have co out alive. And I have no intention of going back for a while."

Yeon-il smiled as he looked at Jo Geom-ok's back. Although his whole body ached, he strangely felt good when he saw her.

"Why are you smiling? Are you crazy from too much pain?"

Conscious of Woo Jeong-bong's gaze, Yeon-il turned his head.

"It's because it hurts so much."

Yeon-il closed his eyes and sought sleep.

Jin Sa-wol listened to Yeon-il and Woo Jeong-bong's conversation and appreciated the surrounding scenery with an expressionless face.

'The aftertaste is unpleasant.'

Jin Sa-wol, who recalled the Esoteric Sect, rested his chin on his hand and fell into deep thought.

In the evening, the group that had entered the village inn went to their respective rooms and rested.

When it was deep in the night, Son Ae-hwa entered Jin Sa-wol's room, where he was sleeping. She touched her red lips and approached Jin Sa-wol's bed and sat down.

Son Ae-hwa reached out her hand to touch Jin Sa-wol's face.

"Why did you co?"

Jin Sa-wol asked with his eyes closed. Son Ae-hwa stood up as if it were no fun.

"We were supposed to go to the Blood Killing Faction, weren't we? You didn't ntion it."

Hearing the words 'Blood Killing Faction', Jin Sa-wol opened his eyes. Son Ae-hwa, whose eyes t Jin Sa-wol's, smiled.

"Please kill the Blood Killing Faction Leader. You promised."

"We'll stop by on the way to the inn."

"Do we need many people to go? I think two will be enough."

At Son Ae-hwa's words, Jin Sa-wol answered without much thought.

"Let's do that."

"Great."

Son Ae-hwa smiled as if it were a good thing and then stood up.

"I'm against it."

In the early morning, Jo Geom-ok sat at the dining table and raised her hand. She was in a position where she could not send Jin Sa-wol and Son Ae-hwa, who were planning to go to the Blood Killing Faction.

"Why are the two of you going over to Fujian? You haven't even explained the reason properly, and what are you going to do there? I can't allow it."

Jo Geom-ok looked back and forth between Jin Sa-wol and Son Ae-hwa with cold eyes. Jin Sa-wol was indifferent, and Son Ae-hwa avoided Jo Geom-ok's gaze.

"I'm against it too."

Woo Jeong-bong also raised his hand.

"A young man and woman traveling alone, that's unacceptable."

As Woo Jeong-bong opposed, Jo Geom-ok secretly smiled. At tis like this, she thought of him as a senior brother.

Yeon-il was still sleeping due to his injuries, and only the four of them were having breakfast.

Jin Sa-wol was not very interested in Jo Geom-ok and Woo Jeong-bong's opposition.

"Go back first."

"Alright."

As Jin Sa-wol's expression turned cold, Woo Jeong-bong quickly answered. Jo Geom-ok sighed at Woo Jeong-bong's quick change of heart.

Jin Sa-wol turned his gaze to Jo Geom-ok.

"Go first and wait. If it gets too late, the inn family will be very worried, so reassure them."

"I'll go too."

"Yeon-il of Shaolin is seriously injured. Although Brother Woo can take care of him, I'll be at ease if you're by his side. I'm asking you."

At the words 'I'm asking you', Jo Geom-ok showed a face as if she had no choice. But as she looked at Son Ae-hwa, killing intent rose in her eyes and then disappeared.

Son Ae-hwa waved both her hands and said.

"Please be assured that the kind of thing you're worried about, sister, will never happen. I'll promise on my neck."

As Son Ae-hwa promised, even putting her neck on the line, Jo Geom-ok's mood eased a little.

"Alright."

As she gave her permission, Son Ae-hwa let out a long sigh as if relieved.

* * *

The Blood Killing Faction in Zhangzhou, which was adjacent to Guangdong Province in southern Fujian, was widely spread near Mount Luofeng.

The Blood Killing Faction, which was a gathering of about twenty evil factions existing in Fujian and Guangdong, was currently growing into the largest evil faction in Jiangnan.

The number of its mbers exceeded five thousand, and it was expanding its influence not only to the northern part of Guangdong but also to the southern part of Jiangxi.

The seven-story pavilion located on the mid-slope of Mount Luofeng was the Blood Killing Pavilion where the Blood Killing Faction Leader resided.

In the eting room on the fifth floor, five n and won were sitting around a large round table.

The Blood Killing Faction Leader, Gan Hou, who was sitting in the middle, was a middle-aged man with half-white hair.

He, with a sturdy physique and wearing red martial arts attire, had lion-like eyes and a long beard that hung down to his chest.

To Gan Hou's left and right sat his sworn brothers.

Three n and one woman, they were all younger brothers to Gan Hou, and in the Blood Killing Faction, they were called the Four Great Martial Kings.

"Since the Blood Curtain is gone, it has beco easier to cross over to Guangdong and Jiangxi."

"It's good that we absorbed their territory because the Blood Curtain suddenly disappeared, but our power has grown too large. It's to the point where we can't handle it. I'm worried that there are movents from the Martial Alliance and the Namgung family to keep us in check."

"Second brother, what are you so worried about? The Martial Alliance is just a paper tiger with weak power. And our Blood Killing Faction has grown to a size they can't handle. If there's a fight, we just fight."

"As the fourth says, if there's a fight, we should fight. Since when have we been afraid of the Martial Alliance?"

"That's not what I an. I an that since we've increased our power, we should now find stability. It's a story about strengthening our unity. It's ti to put down firm roots."

"I'm only satisfied when I see blood, but stability? Pfft! If that's the case, why did I beco an evil faction mber? Didn't I beco one to live as I please?"

As their voices grew louder, the faction leader, Gan Hou, raised his hand. At his action, everyone closed their mouths.

"The fact that the scale of our Blood Killing Faction has grown can be said to be a matter of getting a windfall. Let's not be arrogant just because our power has grown. And as the second says, if the Martial Alliance is watching us, it's also good to be prudent. For the ti being, let's focus on internal affairs. Let's strengthen the unity of our subordinates and reorganize."

"Understood, brother."

"Yes."

At his words, everyone answered in a loud voice.

Gan Hou, who was sitting alone in the eting room after his brothers had all left, went up to the seventh floor and sat down.

Outside the window, the lush forest and the roofs of the Blood Killing Faction were visible.

"It took thirty years. Keh-keh!"

It was the ti it took to make the na of the Blood Killing Faction known in the martial world. His ambition was to grow the Blood Killing Faction into the number one evil faction in Jiangnan.

His dream was to increase his power to the point where even the Martial Alliance couldn't do anything and to make his fa known in the martial world.

There was still a long way to go.

* * *

Two people appeared in a small mountain village near Mount Luofeng. They were Jin Sa-wol and Son Ae-hwa.

Jin Sa-wol, who had entered the village, couldn't find a human shadow and entered a large house in the center.

It was a place where people had originally lived, but now everyone had left because of the Blood Killing Faction.

Only traces of people having lived there remained.

"The Blood Killing Faction Leader is famous for his hegemonic Blood Killing Palm and Four Blood Saber Technique."

"And?"

"The Blood Killing Pavilion where the Blood Killing Faction Leader resides is seven stories high, and the security around it is so tight that it's not easy to approach. I also tried to go a few tis but gave up and ca out. And more than three hundred people are guarding the area around the Blood Killing Pavilion. Besides them, there are also a considerable number of masters from the Ghost Hand Pavilion. Also, the Blood Killing Faction Leader has four brothers, and they call themselves the New Kings and act like kings."

"The mastermind seems to be the Ghost Hand Pavilion of the Demonic Cult... What do you know about the Ghost Hand Pavilion?"

"Nothing. I've only heard about the Ghost Hand Pavilion, but I don't know where it's located."

"If the reason the Blood Killing Faction's power has grown is because they received help from the Ghost Hand Pavilion, there's a possibility that the Blood Killing Faction Leader is a disciple of the Ghost Hand Pavilion Master."

"I don't know about that."

Son Ae-hwa, because of her vengeful desire to kill the Blood Killing Faction Leader, did not think much about the Ghost Hand Pavilion. If the Blood Killing Faction Leader dies, her revenge will also end.

Son Ae-hwa said, chewing on dried at.

"Does the Ghost Hand Pavilion interfere with killing the Blood Killing Faction Leader?"

"Of course not."

Jin Sa-wol smiled for a mont and then returned to his indifferent expression.

Jin Sa-wol was not afraid of the Ghost Hand Pavilion. On the contrary, he even thought it would be good if they appeared.

"You wait here."

"Pardon?"

"I'm going alone."

"I'll go too."

She was not unaware of her own situation of having to entrust her revenge to soone else's hands. But she wanted to watch the Blood Killing Faction Leader die with her own two eyes.

"You'll only be a hindrance."

At Jin Sa-wol's words, Son Ae-hwa bowed her head. Since it was not a wrong statent, no suitable retort ca to mind.

"I'll co in the morning. Wait here."

(End of Chapter)