The Youngest Member Chapter 62

Cheon Woojin ran through the dark forest path. With every step he took, the scenery below his feet flowed like a river.

Nevertheless, there was not a single sound, so if Song Yiyeon, who had just started to gain confidence in his movent skills, had seen it, he would have been shocked.

'Fast.'

Cheon Woojin's gaze, who was looking ahead, sank low.

A mont ago, while the gust of wind from the Crane Feather Fan was stirring up the scene, a single stream of secret energy quickly crossed between the Black Tortoise Unit mbers.

At first, he thought it was an attack, but he just crossed the unit mbers and disappeared to the other side.

The puzzled Cheon Woojin looked around and soon noticed that the silk Song Yiyeon was holding had disappeared.

After that, he imdiately chased after him.

However, the distance did not narrow easily. Rather, it was getting farther and farther away.

There wouldn't be many masters in the world who could use such a movent skill.

'At most, five or six.'

Among them, there was only one who would steal.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, a man who had learned movent skills from his Black Master but had eventually beco able to run faster than his master due to his innate talent.

- Then is the Shadowless Divine Thief one of the top masters in the world?

It was a natural curiosity.

If he was that fast, wouldn't he be able to kill the opponent before they could even react?

However, the two masters shook their heads.

- Unlike simply running, running and swinging a sword are on a different level.

The Shadowless Divine Thief used a movent skill that was solely focused on speed. His posture was low, as if it would touch the ground, and most of his internal energy was gathered at the tips of his feet.

In such a situation, if he raised his posture to hold a sword and operated his internal energy, his speed would be significantly reduced.

- If he could swing a sword while maintaining that speed, then as you said, Woojin, he would have been an assassin, not a thief.

- That thief bastard, unlike running, has no talent in handling weapons or killing people.

Cheon Woojin, who recalled the conversation with his two masters, nodded his head. Anyway, although neither of them considered him a master, they acknowledged his movent skills.

In fact, the distance was getting farther and farther away, and now it was at the very edge of his senses.

"This is difficult."

Cheon Woojin stopped in his tracks. Because he had been running at a trendous speed, the wind pressure swirled around him.

The mont he stopped, the Shadowless Divine Thief's energy completely escaped his senses. It was the first difficult situation he had faced since coming down from the mountain.

Cheon Woojin roughly swept back his disheveled hair and looked in the direction where the Shadowless Divine Thief had disappeared. It was the direction where the Xiangyang Society, which had hosted the black market, was located.

"Should I go to the Xiangyang Society first?"

There was no guarantee that the guy would be there, but he might find a clue.

The reason he was chasing him was just one.

The appearance of the Shadowless Divine Thief ant that among the confiscated items, there was indeed the treasure map of the Three Great Talents of the White Path.

* * *

The large gate of the Xiangyang Society opened.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who had shaken off Cheon Woojin, took off his mask and entered. He had the appearance of a man who had just passed twenty, but no one, including the leader of the Xiangyang Society, thought that it was the Divine Thief's real face.

'It must be sothing like a human skin mask.'

His real na, age, appearance, and origin...

The Shadowless Divine Thief was a man about whom nothing was known except for his nickna, 'the thief who leaves no shadow'.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who had entered the Xiangyang Society, checked behind him several tis.

"To think such a master was hiding in a re Black Tortoise Unit."

The last master who had chased him in a similar way was the Sword King of the Nangong family a decade ago.

'Sothing is fishy...'

The pursuer's movent skill was so outstanding that even the Shadowless Divine Thief himself was surprised, but he had suddenly stopped the pursuit. He had a fishy feeling that there might be so other ulterior motive.

The Shadowless Divine Thief briefly inferred the identity of the pursuer and then shook his head. Anyway, since he had shaken him off, it was done.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, who was watching his expression, asked cautiously.

"By any chance, did you fail to secure the item?"

"What?"

The Shadowless Divine Thief narrowed his brow as if displeased, then took out four colorful silks from his bosom and said.

"Is there anything in the world that I cannot steal?"

"Ahem, that's not it..."

"That's enough. Are you ready?"

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, with a tragic expression, took out a book from his bosom and handed it over. It was the secret ledger of the Xiangyang Society.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who had confird the contents, put the book in his bosom and then nodded his head.

"It will take about a tea ti for the Martial Alliance mbers to arrive here. Don't resist unnecessarily. Just keep your mouth shut and be escorted to the Martial Alliance, and you will have done your job."

"Excuse ... I can definitely get out again, right?"

"Getting a guy like you out of the prison is nothing to that person. Of course, that's when you keep your mouth shut properly."

The leader of the Xiangyang Society let out a sigh with a complicated heart. He felt that he had gotten involved in sothing he shouldn't have.

"Yes, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

The Shadowless Divine Thief's gaze suddenly turned to the jar placed on one side.

They were things that the leader of the Xiangyang Society had prepared in case of an unforeseen situation. The jar, the size of a human head, contained poison, and dozens of long hidden weapons were soaked in it.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who saw this, clicked his tongue.

"I'm telling you clearly, the unit commander and deputy commander of the Black Tortoise Unit must return to the Martial Alliance in good health."

"...Yes, of course."

"Then..."

For a mont, the Shadowless Divine Thief felt a chill run down his spine. The energy he had tried so hard to shake off had approached quickly.

"He's already here?"

The Shadowless Divine Thief hurriedly prepared to leave. He packed the ledger and the treasure map and put on his mask again. At that sight, anxiety was cast on the faces of the martial artists, including the leader of the Xiangyang Society.

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who had confird their faces, let out a small sigh.

'They are not faces that can keep a secret.'

Thinking so, the Shadowless Divine Thief walked naturally towards the jar filled with deadly poison.

Soon, his hand moved like a blurry afterimage...

Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-!

The Xiangyang Society martial artists, whose foreheads were pierced by the hidden weapons, fell backward.

No matter how low the Shadowless Divine Thief's martial might was compared to his movent skills, that was only a story among the masters of the world beyond the heavens, like the Black Master and the White Master.

"W-what is this...!"

The leader of the Xiangyang Society shouted in alarm.

The Shadowless Divine Thief's voice continued in a low voice.

"Since you're involved in this, the Xiangyang Society is finished anyway. Look at your subordinates' faces. Are they guys who can keep a secret? Now, only you have to keep your mouth shut. Only you."

The Shadowless Divine Thief, who said so, disappeared in a flash.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society looked at the corpses of his subordinates and the place where the Shadowless Divine Thief had disappeared and then let out a sigh.

"Shit, what on earth is this..."

As he was cursing like that, the gate of the Xiangyang Society was split with a tearing sound, and a cold-looking young man entered with a thud.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society was also a man who had rolled on the rough black path floor for decades. He could easily tell that the opponent was not ordinary.

Also, he knew that the way for him to live was to be quietly escorted to the Martial Alliance and then keep his mouth shut.

The young man, who was scanning the inside of the Xiangyang Society, suddenly said.

"Let's talk."

The nervous leader of the Xiangyang Society tried his best to nod his head calmly.

"Are you from the Martial Alliance?"

"That's right. I am Cheon Woojin from the Black Tortoise Unit of the Martial Alliance."

"I see."

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, who had nodded his head, threw a few hidden weapons he had in his bosom on the floor and said.

"I surrender. Let's go. To the Martial Alliance."

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, who said so, started walking with a thud.

As he passed Cheon Woojin and was about to head out the door with a natural movent.

Thump.

Cheon Woojin grabbed his sleeve.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society turned his head and t Cheon Woojin's eyes.

'T-this son of a...'

The mont he t his gaze, he knew.

This bastard's eyes were by no ans those of an ordinary Martial Alliance mber. Rather, they were similar to the executives of the Black Plaque Star that he had seen briefly before.

Cheon Woojin said calmly.

"Where are you going? I said let's talk."

The leader of the Xiangyang Society felt a chill run down his spine. He firmly shut his mouth and resolved again.

'It won't be easy. Definitely not.'

* * *

Cheol Jiak, who had sorted out the situation, realized that Cheon Woojin had disappeared and then selected a few Black Tortoise Unit mbers and headed straight for the Xiangyang Society.

"This damn guy, without a word...!"

Cheol Jiak let out a rough curse.

Zhuge Lin and Song Yiyeon also had expressions full of worry.

"I hope nothing bad happens..."

"Please..."

Suddenly, Jang Woopyeong, who was running alongside them, also added a word.

"That's right. The leader of the Xiangyang Society is a master of poison arts, and his thods are very despicable and vicious. If we don't go quickly, newcor Cheon..."

At that, the other three looked at him as if to say, 'what are you talking about'. Jang Woopyeong, who blinked his eyes, said.

"Weren't you worried about newcor Cheon just now?"

"Who are you worried about?"

Cheol Jiak asked back as if he were dumbfounded.

Who was newcor Cheon?

He was the very person who had split the head of the Black Wolf Hand, a disciple of the Sex Demon and a third-class public enemy of the martial world, into three.

What Cheol Jiak, Zhuge Lin, and Song Yiyeon were worried about was not Cheon Woojin.

"If he kills the leader of the Xiangyang Society, things will get complicated. They are the ones who openly attacked the ard force of the Martial Alliance. We must investigate the whole story."

"...Ah."

* * *

Cheol Jiak, who had arrived at the Xiangyang Society by using his movent skills with all his might, squeezed his eyes shut.

The situation at the Xiangyang Society was similar to what he had expected.

The furniture and doors were all blown away, and the martial artists were dead with hidden weapons stuck in their foreheads.

It was a relief that the leader was alive, but...

"I'm going crazy."

Literally, he was just alive.

His collarbone was broken and sticking out of his skin. His hair was burnt black, and his facial features were half-lted as if he had been hit by poison.

Next to him was a broken jar, and the floor was lting with a sizzling sound, as if it had contained a deadly poison.

"Cheon Woojin. Did you do this?"

"I didn't do that."

Cheon Woojin pointed at the martial artists who had hidden weapons stuck in their foreheads. In other words, it ant that Cheon Woojin was the one who had made the leader of the Xiangyang Society into that state.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, who had discovered Cheol Jiak, ca running with a look of relief.

"I-I'm alive! I'm alive! Please escort , great heroes! That crazy demonic master bastard, ..."

Cheol Jiak was so flustered that he slapped the leader of the Xiangyang Society and knocked him down.

"What on earth did you do?"

"It was self-defense."

Cheon Woojin explained what had happened in a calm tone.

The leader of the Xiangyang Society, who had felt fear at the words 'let's talk', had suddenly thrown a poison jar, and since it was a speed that would make Cheon Woojin yawn, he had naturally caught it and had put it on the guy's head.

That was all. Although he had broken his collarbone and had injected energy by placing his hand on his forehead because he couldn't communicate, it was sothing that would not have happened if he had answered the questions well in the first place.

Cheol Jiak, who had heard the explanation, let out a deep sigh.

"Cheon Woojin. You're a Martial Alliance mber, man. I've felt it from before, but what are you going to do with such cruel thods..."

"No. What kind of Martial Alliance mber is that bastard? He's a crazy great demonic master. Great hero, imdiately arrest

and that bastard..."

Slap-

Cheol Jiak slapped the leader of the Xiangyang Society and knocked him out.

Cheon Woojin, who saw this, nodded his head.

"I will restrain myself in the future."

"...Right."

Cheon Woojin just shrugged his shoulders.

He had already obtained all the information he could get from the mouth of the leader of the Xiangyang Society.

* * *

And so, the Black Tortoise Unit returned to the Martial Alliance.

Naturally, the mission was a failure.

Although they had arrested a evil path person nad the leader of the Xiangyang Society, their mission was not to subjugate the black path but to secure the treasure map.

It was unknown whether there was a treasure map among the confiscated items. However, it was true that the items had been stolen in the middle.

The military affairs departnt, which had opposed the deploynt of the Black Tortoise Unit in the first place, expressed deep disappointnt, and the Black Tortoise Unit stayed in the Black Tortoise Pavilion for a while without any missions, just wasting food.

"Hah."

Cheol Jiak, who was sitting on one side of the training ground and watching the unit mbers train, let out a sigh.

He had been feeling down for the past few days. Because it was a mission that was like a mission for the first ti in a while, but it had failed.

The news of the mission failure had spread, and within the Martial Alliance, there were even rumors that Cheon Woojin and Song Yiyeon's choice of the Black Tortoise Unit was a mistake.

He was so ashad that he couldn't face the newcors.

As he was letting out a continuous sigh, a bright red apple suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"What is it?"

It was the White Dragon Unit Commander, Jang Seohwi.

Cheol Jiak accepted the apple.

"Did you co to make fun of ?"

"What do you an, make fun of you?"

The White Dragon Unit Commander, who had naturally sat down next to him, took out another apple from his bosom and took a bite.

For a mont, the two unit commanders silently chewed on their apples.

"It can happen. Why are you so down about it? It's not like we fail missions once or twice."

"This ti was different."

"What?"

"It was a chance to change. Excellent juniors ca in, and we had a good opportunity. But..."

The White Dragon Unit Commander had a strange smile.

"We failed. What can you do? What kind of commanders are we? Let's just be perennial unit commanders for the rest of our lives."

The White Dragon Unit Commander, who said so, patted the broad back of the Black Tortoise Unit Commander.

'It was a good thing I went to see Elder Zhuge Seong.'

No matter how monstrous the newcor was, what could he do? The man who had planned the work was the real power of the Five Great Families.

It was a problem that a re individual could not do anything about.

It was then.

"Surround them!"

With a strange stench, beggars rushed into the Black Tortoise Pavilion. They pushed the training unit mbers to one side and surrounded the entire Black Tortoise Pavilion.

They were the martial artists of the Punishnt Hall, which managed the discipline of the Martial Alliance. The Punishnt Hall was mostly made up of martial artists from the Beggars' Sect, and in particular, the hall master, the Mad Dog, Chupunggae, was famous for persistently harassing high-ranking officials who had committed corruption.

Fortunately, it seed that the head of the Punishnt Hall was not here.

The surprised Cheol Jiak got up and asked the martial artists of the Punishnt Hall.

"What on earth are you doing?"

Soon, from between the martial artists of the Punishnt Hall, a middle-aged man with a sharp impression, like a well-honed blade, appeared.

He clicked his tongue and said.

"There was a confession that you colluded with the Xiangyang Society and sold the treasure map of the Three Great Talents of the White Path. Also, a corresponding ledger was found."

"W-what..."

Cheol Jiak stuttered. It was such an absurd story that he couldn't even speak properly.

The deputy head of the Punishnt Hall, No Un-sang, had his subordinate drag Zhuge Lin, who was inside the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

"Of course, the deputy commander is also the sa."

"Does that make sense!"

Cheol Jiak's montum erupted from his entire body. The martial artists of the Punishnt Hall who were holding him flinched and retreated.

At that sight, No Un-sang's gaze sank low.

"We'll know when we investigate. I know you well, so I'll forgive you this once. But if you resist any further, I will consider it as disobedience to the order of the Martial Alliance and will take imdiate action."

"Deputy Hall Master!"

"Tsk, escort them."

Although Cheol Jiak let out a roar, No Un-sang just shook his head with a firm expression.

Soon, the martial artists of the Punishnt Hall escorted Cheol Jiak and Zhuge Lin and surrounded the entire Black Tortoise Pavilion.

No Un-sang said to the remaining Black Tortoise Unit mbers.

"You may also be subject to investigation depending on the circumstances, so from now on, you cannot take a single step out of here until the investigation is over."

No Un-sang, who said so, turned his head and left the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

The remaining Black Tortoise Unit mbers looked at each other with dumbfounded expressions.

"No, the unit commander?"

"How can that be? What kind of person is the unit commander, man?"

In that chaotic atmosphere.

The White Dragon Unit Commander swallowed hard.

'T-to this extent...?'

He had gone to Elder Zhuge Seong and had just asked him to make this mission fail. However, it seed that he was planning to completely eliminate the Black Tortoise Unit on this occasion. Of course, the purpose was clearly Deputy Commander Zhuge Lin...

Suddenly, the White Dragon Unit Commander felt a stinging gaze from the side and turned his head, and he almost stopped breathing.

'W-what?'

The monstrous newcor of the Black Tortoise Unit, Cheon Woojin, was looking at him.

And with a very low, cold gaze.

(End of Chapter)