The Youngest Member Chapter 102

"Bicheon, can you explain?"

The Poison King was not angry. However, his voice felt colder than ever before. Tang Bicheon couldn't answer and just stared blankly at his father.

The father and son's gazes intertwined in the air for a mont. Family were beings who could guess each other's thoughts just by looking into their eyes.

The Poison King let out a deep sigh. Resentnt and self-bla were deeply embedded in that breath.

The Poison King turned around again. This ti, he looked not at Cheon Woojin, but at all the Martial Alliance mbers, including him.

In his wide field of vision were the injured and tattered Martial Alliance mbers and the Poisonous Hand, who he didn't know why was here. The Poisonous Hand, whose eyes t the Poison King's for a mont, flinched and shrank his neck.

Regardless, the Poison King soon said in a low voice.

"I am sorry. It is all my fault. It is clearly my fault."

Everything that happened in the Tang family was his fault.

Although he had been suffering from his illness and could not make proper judgnts, it was not an appropriate excuse for the head leading such a huge family.

Everyone looked at the Poison King with complicated faces. They didn't know what to do. It seed like the matter was resolved now that the Poison King had co to his senses, but they didn't know when he might change again.

Also, their mission was to find evidence that the Sichuan Tang family had betrayed the Martial Alliance. Was there anything they could do with the existence of the Poison King standing there? Various thoughts swirled in their heads.

Naturally, everyone's gaze turned to Zhuge Lin. The Black Tortoise Unit Commander had collapsed, and the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander had left the battlefield with Song Yiyeon.

To listen to the Poisonous Hand's orders, he was a public enemy of the martial world.

However, it was true that Zhuge Lin's head was also complicated.

It was then.

"Yes, isn't it all your fault!"

Zhuge Lin montarily doubted her ears. A voice filled with malice erupted from behind the Poison King's large figure. The owner of that voice was none other than Tang Bicheon.

The Poison King's expression hardened.

He soon turned his head to face his son.

Tang Bicheon's eyes were full of resentnt.

"For , this was the only way. I wanted to beco the family head, but you, with your dentia, held onto the position and wouldn't let go, and that Beili Tian guy has been endlessly checking the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly just because of his vested interests. What on earth was I supposed to do in this situation?"

"..."

The Poison King just stared at his son.

He was not angry at the patricidal act of speaking informally. Nor was he looking down on his son's foolishness.

The Poison King looked at the sight of all the capillaries in Tang Bicheon's eyes having burst, making them bloodshot red.

The Poison King slowly approached his son.

Tang Bicheon flinched for a mont and shut his mouth.

Regardless, the Poison King grabbed Tang Bicheon's chin and stared intently at his face.

"...Hah."

Soon, the Poison King let out a hollow laugh. The symptoms his son was showing were all too clear.

"Have you been poisoned?"

The Poison King knew all of the thousands of poisons that existed in the world. Right now, Tang Bicheon's symptoms were very similar to those of being poisoned.

The light in his eyes disappeared, and his voice was strangely cracked.

Also, he made impulsive judgnts and actions that did not fit the situation and was consud by anger.

The Poison King looked around with a bewildered expression. Not only his son, but most of the Tang family martial artists had similar eyes.

"Who on earth is it? Who dared to spread poison in the Tang family?"

His fierce gaze suddenly turned to the Poisonous Hand.

At that, the Poisonous Hand jumped in surprise.

"It wasn't ! If anything, you guys would have poisoned , but would I have done such a thing to my family?"

"..."

However, the suspicion in the Poison King's eyes was not erased.

Just as the Poisonous Hand was about to beat his chest in frustration.

"The Demonic Doctor. The monk that the young master kept by his side was the Demonic Doctor, a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son."

A silence fell over the arena.

Cheon Woojin just continued to speak calmly.

"Ten li to the east. The Demonic Doctor's body will be there."

"...Did you kill him?"

The Poison King could not hide his surprise. No matter how much he was the disciple of the White Master senior, how could this young man kill the Demonic Doctor?

However, that surprise was also montary. Because he recalled the gust of wind that had torn apart his protective ki.

"...What kind of monster did you raise?"

"Calling

a monster on our first eting is a bit much."

Cheon Woojin smacked his lips.

At that, the Poison King made an apologetic expression and said.

"Ahem, I was just so surprised. Anyway, if it was the Demonic Doctor's doing, then it's sowhat understandable. That doesn't an our children's faults disappear. Because in the martial world, being weak and ignorant is also a fault."

Only the one who deceives is the bad guy; the one who is deceived is not at fault.

It was a common saying among the common people, but it did not apply to martial artists. At least, that's what the Poison King thought.

If a common person is deceived, only they suffer the damage, but if a martial artist is deceived by an evil person, they leave great damage to their surroundings.

"I will handle this myself. First, after detoxifying the Demonic Doctor's poison, I will give appropriate punishnt to the children involved in this incident."

The Poison King declared in a tone that implied it was only right.

He was not asking for permission. A martial artist of the Poison King's level did not need others' permission.

As the Poison King turned around, Cheon Woojin spoke to his back.

"The young master must die."

"..."

The Poison King's steps stopped. For a mont, killing intent blood over his shoulder and then disappeared.

Regardless, Cheon Woojin continued to speak calmly.

"The other martial artists are also guilty. However, under the pretext of following the young master's orders, I will allow the Tang family's internal punishnt. But Tang Bicheon has left a lot of damage. Above all, those eyes..."

Cheon Woojin looked straight into Tang Bicheon's eyes.

It was true that he had lost so of his reason after taking the Demonic Doctor's pill. However, Cheon Woojin was looking through Tang Bicheon's pupils to his inner psychology.

"He was originally like that. Even if the Demonic Doctor had not intervened, the timing would only have been delayed, but he would have done the sa thing. Rather, he would have done it more delicately and perfectly."

"..."

The Poison King could not deny it. Because he knew his son's nature better than anyone else.

It was lucky from the start.

If the Poisonous Hand, who happened to be visiting the family, had not dealt with the Tang family martial artists, if the Black Tortoise Unit Commander had not desperately risked his life to protect the Alliance mbers, if the monster raised by the White Master senior had not been here.

They would all have died.

They would have all really died and the situation would have beco irreversible.

In this situation, if the family could be maintained with the life of one Tang Bicheon, that alone could be called lucky.

The Poison King's gaze turned to Tang Soyeon in the distance. There was a clear handprint on his precious daughter's neck. Without even asking, he knew it was Tang Bicheon's doing.

His daughter asked with her eyes. If he would protect his son again just because he was the eldest son. If he would save this older brother who had tried to kill her. If she was truly not her father's daughter.

"Father. I was wrong. As Alliance mber Cheon said, I was struck by the Demonic Doctor and committed an irreversible sin..."

"Enough."

The Poison King raised his hand to silence him.

In the midst of this, Tang Bicheon was trying to co up with a trick to live.

However, neither the Poison King, nor Cheon Woojin, nor anyone else present was fooled by Tang Bicheon's appearance.

The Poison King asked Cheon Woojin. However, unlike before, his voice was much softer.

"Can you really not do it, even for my sake? Can't we end it by destroying his tendons and veins and abolishing his dantian?"

For a martial artist, it ant death.

However, Cheon Woojin was not a person who cared about such things.

"No. He must die."

Saying so, Cheon Woojin slowly moved his steps. He put away the Crane Feather Fan and took out the Crescent Moon Staff.

The Poison King did not know the Crescent Moon Staff. The Black Master had used the Crescent Moon Staff late in his life, so only a few disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son, the Beili Tian Alliance Leader, and the White Master knew about it.

Cheon Woojin walked past the Poison King towards Tang Bicheon.

"D-don't co!"

Tang Bicheon's terrified voice was heard. For a mont, the Poison King barely stopped himself from moving unconsciously.

As a father, how could he be calm about his son's death? In fact, he was still not sure if it was the right decision.

"Don't co, you monster bastard! Father! Father!!"

Tang Bicheon scread.

The Poison King intentionally did not look at his son.

However, even if his eyes did not reach, his developed ki sense was vividly telling him everything that was happening behind him.

Cheon Woojin raised the Crescent Moon Staff. At the sa ti, Tang Bicheon covered his head and prostrated himself on the ground.

"P-please! Please just spare my life."

He begged the Poison King and Cheon Woojin for his life.

With Tang Bicheon's cunning heart, it seed that he could devote his life to anyone who saved him.

However, no one offered him a helping hand.

Soon, Cheon Woojin's voice rang out in a low voice.

"You shouldn't have touched your sister."

The biggest reason the Poison King did not move was because of Tang Soyeon. How could he not know the Tang family's disposition of never forgetting a grudge? If the siblings had tried to kill each other, that fight would continue until one of them died.

In the end, the Poison King had to choose one of his two children.

The Poison King, who seed to have made up his mind, let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes.

At the sa ti, the sound of flesh being torn erupted from behind him.

"Fath..."

Thud.

Soon, Cheon Woojin shook the blood off the Crescent Moon Staff and then, as always, walked with a leisurely pace to where the Martial Alliance mbers were.

As he passed the Poison King and approached Zhuge Lin, he felt the Poison King's killing intent from behind him.

Even while everyone was tense, Cheon Woojin just approached with a calm step and asked Zhuge Lin.

"I'm glad everyone isn't seriously injured."

Zhuge Lin closed her mouth. It was because his dry tone did not feel like that of a person who had just smashed soone's head with an iron staff. Moreover, in a situation where the Poison King's killing intent was pouring out like this.

Regardless, Cheon Woojin, who had looked around, said.

"Where is Young Master Song?"

"Uh, the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander took him. He's still inexperienced in real combat, so it seed like he would die if he stayed on the battlefield any longer. It was the Black Tortoise Unit Commander's decision. He said we had to save the youngest ones at least."

Cheon Woojin nodded.

He soon approached the collapsed Cheol Jiak and checked his condition. Fortunately, he was still breathing, but it was so precarious that it seed like it would be cut off at any mont.

'Should I have learned dicine?'

The White Master was also well-versed in dicine. However, he had only inherited the martial arts of his two masters. It was because he lacked ti. Cheon Woojin felt a sense of regret and asked the Poison King.

"Is there a physician in the Tang family?"

"..."

The Poison King could not continue his words. It was true that his son deserved to be killed, but how could he kill his son in front of his father and then speak so brazenly?

'Is he really the White Master senior's disciple?'

However, since that Beili Tian guy must have confird it himself, there was no room for doubt. Because the one who was closest to the White Master in the world was the Alliance Leader.

* * *

The situation was quickly sorted out.

The dozens of Tang family martial artists involved were all subjected to acupoint sealing and knelt on the training ground floor with their hands tied. When support arrived from the Martial Alliance, all of them would be taken into custody.

In the anti, several elders died.

There were those who supported Tang Bicheon, but there were also elders and family mbers who had a sense of antipathy towards his tyranny.

A typical example was the First Elder, Tang Myeongun. They imdiately went on to kill Tang Bicheon's close associates. It was a bloody purge.

The Poison King fell into a deep sleep again. They were too big of events for his unsound mind to handle.

However, no one knew whether his mind would still be sound when he woke up, or if the symptoms of dentia would manifest again.

Thus, with the family head stepping down from the front line and the young master dead, a power vacuum was created in the Tang family. However, just as the saying goes that power does not allow a vacuum, if left as it was, another tyranny would arise within the Tang family.

Zhuge Lin, who had directly experienced the power struggle of a great family, knew this better than anyone else. So she gave her support to Tang Soyeon. In a situation where the Tang family had been defeated, the power of the acting commander of a Martial Alliance unit was quite strong.

He didn't know what kind of stories would be exchanged between the Martial Alliance or the esteed mbers of the Tang family later, but for now, with Cheon Woojin and the Martial Alliance mbers holding their ground, there were no bold people who tried to push Tang Soyeon away.

Above all, the presence of the Poisonous Hand was great. With the family head asleep, the greatest elder in the Tang family was the Poisonous Hand. Although he was a person who had been kicked out of the family, the defeated Tang family did not have the luxury to quibble over such things.

While the Tang family's physicians were examining the Black Tortoise Unit Commander.

The Black Tortoise Unit mbers waited in their respective comfortable places.

Cheon Woojin, as always, sat in a place with few people coming and going and was quietly closing his eyes.

The Poisonous Hand, who had quietly approached, asked.

"Nephew, so when are you going to the Black Plaque Star?"

Cheon Woojin looked up at him as if asking what he was talking about.

At that, the Poisonous Hand jumped.

"Didn't you say you would take

to the Black Plaque Star Lord if I protected your comrades well? For your reference, I was the first one to run when that Tang Myeonghak guy brought down the Ten Thousand Flowers Rain on you."

Cheon Woojin smacked his lips.

Although it was annoying that he was casually calling him nephew, it wasn't that he wasn't grateful.

Anyway, if the Poisonous Hand had not risked his life to offset the poison arts of the Tang family martial artists, the Black Tortoise Unit would have been annihilated before Cheon Woojin arrived.

"First, let's talk after the Unit Commander wakes up. It's difficult to leave my post in this situation."

Cheon Woojin was not just resting. He was spreading his ki sense throughout the Tang family to monitor for anyone doing anything foolish.

The Poisonous Hand also nodded as if he understood.

"I wasn't saying we should go right away. But it can't be too late. The Orthodox Path guys are the best in the world at being two-faced, so I don't know when they might try to attack

again, citing the fact that I'm a public enemy of the martial world."

"...Aren't you also from the Orthodox Path?"

"Ahem, what do you an, 'you'! Have you forgotten that I am your master's close friend?"

Cheon Woojin shook his head with an expression that said he didn't want to talk anymore.

Anyway, he had to visit the Black Plaque Star once. The Black Master had cherished the Black Plaque Star Lord, and there was still a story to be resolved with the Young Star Lord, Ha Inseong.

It was then.

Suddenly, a commotion arose within the Tang family.

Physicians and martial artists ran wildly down the corridors.

Urgent voices followed from here and there.

"Dispersing Energy Poison! Bring the Dispersing Energy Poison!"

"No! First, the dicine to connect the severed blood vessels..."

Cheon Woojin got up from his seat.

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander's energy was shaking as if it would scatter and disappear at any mont. Because of that, the physicians were also on high alert.

It was sothing that had happened because of the Tang family. If the commander of a Martial Alliance main unit died due to a failure in treatnt, the Tang family would really have to face the wrath of the Beili Tian Alliance Leader head-on.

A dozen physicians were attached to saving one Cheol Jiak. It was said that poison and dicine were a fine line apart, and the Tang family was also quite famous for its dicine.

However, when Cheon Woojin approached, the physician who seed to be the representative said with a very firm face.

"The situation is not good. We are sohow holding onto his life, but we are slowly reaching our limit. However, we heard news that the Divine Doctor elder arrived in Sichuan a while ago."

Cheon Woojin nodded. The Divine Doctor was a famous physician that even the White Master had often ntioned. It was said that he traveled the world with light steps and treated all sorts of illnesses.

He was respected by all martial artists and common people, regardless of ideology, because he treated everyone who was a patient.

"Where is he?"

"We told the martial artists to spread out and inquire, but since there has been no news so far, it seems they haven't found him..."

"We found him!"

A Tang family martial artist rushed into the room. He was a martial artist in charge of the Tang family's internal information organization.

The physician asked with a pleased expression.

"Where, where is he! Bring him here at once!"

"That is... it has beco a little difficult."

The martial artist, who had trailed off for a mont, realized the urgency of the situation and imdiately continued.

"The last place the Divine Doctor elder headed to was the Sichuan branch of the Black Plaque Star. It is said that he entered about two days ago..."

"..."

The physician made a face that said he was ruined.

If he had entered two days ago, they didn't know when he would co out.

Moreover, they could not attack, citing the power of the Sichuan Tang family.

After all, the Black Plaque Star was an ard group that divided the world with the Martial Alliance and the Demonic Cult.

"How long can he hold on?"

"Yes?"

The physician asked back in surprise, and then hurriedly answered when he saw Cheon Woojin frowning slightly.

"Half a day is the limit. After that, we really can't guarantee anything."

Cheon Woojin briefly estimated the distance.

Sichuan was wide, and the Black Plaque Star and the Tang family were located at opposite ends of Sichuan. Also, there was no guarantee that he could get a consultation from the Divine Doctor right away just by attacking the Black Plaque Star. A commotion might even arise.

Considering all that...

"It will be enough."

Saying so, Cheon Woojin's figure suddenly disappeared.

When the startled physician blinked and turned around.

"...I'm ruined."

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander, who had been lying on the sickbed, had also disappeared.

(End of Chapter)