Chapter 531: Chapter 1419: Even If It Seemed Meaningless (Part 4)
Emei Sect (峨嵋派). [Context: They're an all-girls, all-nuns sect. I think.]
"The bastards of this Evil Sect!"
"Do not underestimate Emei!"
Nuns in simple attire with shaved heads and sharp swords fiercely swung their sharp swords.
But the disciples of the Evil Sect, who had already tasted blood, rushed forward like hungry wolves.
The deformed weapon of a Blood Palace member, who wore red robes, pierced through the body of one disciple after another from behind.
"Aaah!"
"Masterrrrrrrr!"
"This, this wicked..."
While spouting blood from their mouths, the disciples desperately tried to wield their swords. But at that moment, the weapon that had penetrated their bodies twisted first, tearing through their internal organs.
Paat!
Another life was extinguished along with a fountain of blood.
Tears of sorrow streamed from the eyes of Okdanghyang (玉堂香), a nun of the Emei Sect.
"Master!"
The body of her lifelong teacher, Geumso (金紹), who she had revered all her life, was torn apart by the blades of the enemy.
'Why...'
Why did this happen?
They had only tried to live their lives, upholding the duties of nuns in the Emei Sect, so why did they have to endure such a brutal attack?
She had never hated or opposed anyone in her entire life. She had lived cautiously to avoid even the smallest harm to others.
It was the teaching of Buddha, the way of life she had to uphold as a nun.
What kind of beings were these who easily took others' lives and mocked their existence and death? How on earth could they bear the weight of so much karma?
"You villains!"
Kwaaaang!
With a thunderous roar, the Sect Leader of the Emei Sect, Guanhae (觀解), struck the ground forcefully with her staff.
The impact spread in an instant, and everyone's gaze focused on her.
Eudeuk!
Guanhae's face, which had attracted everyone's attention, was twisted terrifyingly like a god's wrath in the sky.
The powerful aura emitted by the wrinkled old woman was unbelievably strong. She shouted with the force that could split the heavens.
"Do you not fear divine punishment!"
Even the Blood Palace and Hao Sect disciples, who had been recklessly rampaging, hesitated in front of her.
Sensing the atmosphere, the Honggyeons began to gradually close in, licking their lips and narrowing their encirclement against a formidable opponent.
Then, a voice suddenly rang out.
"It seems that Guanhae is personally intervening in the situation."
Thunk. Thunk.
A man slowly walked towards Guanhae, facing her directly.
"What an honorable occasion this is."
"Who are you?"
Guanhae asked coldly, frowning.
In the martial arts world, it's challenging to judge a person's age and abilities solely based on appearance, but the man who stepped forward seemed too young to stand on the opposite side in this situation.
However, the man who approached was surprisingly casual.
"I doubt you'll recognize me just by talking."
"You're not Jang Ilso! Call Jang Ilso right now, immediately! I'll ask him about this massacre!"
In response to Guanhae's demand, the young man who stepped forward laughed slyly.
"Jang Ilso, huh..."
The dark eyes of the man flashed blue.
"It seems like you, stuck in the mountains all your life, are unaware of the current situation... Now, Ryeonju is not someone you can challenge."
"How dare you!"
"I am more than enough to deal with Emei's Sect Leader Guanhae (觀解師太)."
Although his face was undeniably young, the aura emanating from him was something that could never be felt from a young person. Anger was written all over Guanhae's face.
"...You bastard! Thousand Faces!"
"Hoho."
At that moment, a strange smile crossed the lips of the Thousand-Faced Gentleman who had the face of the young man.
"Let the whole martial world recognize the nickname of this humble one, and what a place to bow down like this..."
"You!"
Kwaang!
As if trying to overcome the extraordinary, Guanhae struck the ground again with the staff she held.
"What are you going to do! Why are you doing such things! What do you gain from these actions! Passing through life, committing so many sins, how can you..."
"Aah."
The Thousand-Faced Gentleman waved his hand as if tired.
"There are too many dirty people around here to accept the teachings of noble affairs, so let's leave the nonsense aside."
"This..."
"But one thing bothers me. What did you ask to gain?"
An unsettling laugh, unsuitable for the young face, flowed out.
"For you, it must have been enjoyable so far. No one dared to covet what you had."
"..."
"But what we gained was merely the crumbs you spilled. When the world was like this, you called it peace."
"So, is this why you create such innocent bloodshed!"
The Thousand-Faced Gentleman shook his head.
"Satae. You've enjoyed enough, already fearful of our reputation and hell. But for us, that doesn't matter. What matters is what we can gain right now."
The Thousand-Faced Gentleman's hands slowly lowered.
"Anyway, let's end the conversation here. The person behind me has a temperament different from what you see. If we delay any longer, my neck might be on the line."
Guanhae's hand, holding the Divine Staff, trembled.
She wasn't afraid of the Thousand-Faced Gentleman. Handling the Thousand-Faced Gentleman alone was manageable.
However, Emeil's disciples alone could not handle the demons of the Evil Sect who stood behind the Thousand-Faced Gentleman.
They faced numerous enemies unprepared, and there was no way they could endure it.
"What have we done to you..."
"Get rid of such trivial words."
The Thousand-Faced Gentleman calmly approached the situation.
"Until now, we've been suffering because you were stronger. And now that we are stronger, it's your turn to die. Isn't that enough in Kangho?"
Guanhae closed her eyes tightly.
'Emei will end in my hands.'
There seemed to be no visible escape route. If only one death could replace it, they would willingly accept it, but those bloodthirsty wolves, hungry for blood, wouldn't be satisfied with just one life.
'If I had known this would happen...'
Regret surged, but now it was a useless story.
"Geumhwa (金和)."
"Yes, Sect Leader."
"Take the children and escape."
"Sect Leader! But..."
"This is not the time to argue!"
Guanhae's command was absolute, leaving no room for dissent. Geumhwa bit her lips tightly and nodded.
"I will comply with the order."
"Go! Quickly!"
"Yes!"
As Geumhwa rushed backward, the situation sighed deeply.
'Is this also the will of Buddha?'
Everything was just karma. If Emei was paying karma, then it was the return of the sins they had committed.
The sin committed by Guanhae was a crime of not properly looking back at those suffering and groaning in the world. And the sin Emei committed...
A gentle smile appeared on Guanhae's lips.
'I can't even resent them.'
Long ago, those who fought for the world, spilling blood, were now ignored.
'If this is karma, I must accept it. But...'
How could young disciples who had just entered Emei bear the weight of that sin together? It was too cruel a fate.
"Avalokiteshvara..."
If Avalokiteshvara showed mercy, she would surely extend her hand to Emei's young disciples.
Guanhae could only believe that.
"Come, evil beings of the Evil Sect. Emei will never fall so easily."
"She's just an old hag! Attack!"
The Thousand-Faced Gentleman, creating hundreds of illusions, rushed towards the situation.
At the same time, the Hao Sect disciples and Blood Palace disciples raised their spirits once again, pushing forward against Emei's female disciples.
"Ryeonju-nim!"
A person prostrated behind Jang Ilso, who was looking at Emei with a calm expression.
"I think the Emei will be sorted out soon."
"Hmm."
Jang Ilso tilted his head slightly as if smirking.
"Too easy."
"..."
"Surprisingly simple. It's almost insulting. I've been bowing down to such guys until now."
Jang Ilso chuckled with disdain.
It was unbelievable.
Although the preparations were thorough, the Emei Sect was not supposed to collapse so easily.
According to his calculations, it should have taken more time, and the Evil Sect should have suffered greater sacrifices.
However, when he opened the lid, the battle turned out to be so one-sided.
It meant that the power the Emei Sect possessed couldn't live up to its name.
While the Evil Sect fought countless wars, tearing each other apart, those in the Ten Great Sects leisurely lived in the world as if it were a play. Just like sheep that never had to be chased by wolves.
"My stomach is twisting."
Jangilsa laughed quietly. It was a sinister expression, distorted like that of an evil spirit.
The world was unfair. Some were born in luxury, thinking that getting a tiny thorn stuck in their fingers would be the most terrible thing in the world. [*cough* namgung *cough*]
Some are born in filthy trash bins, having to stab a knife into someone's throat just to eat a single meal.
He wasn't particularly resentful about that fact, but...
"Well, anything goes, I suppose."
Jang Ilso mumbled quietly and asked.
"What about Thousand-Face?"
"Dealing with the Guanhae situation. With the Honggyeon's support, he'll soon cut off the old woman's head."
"Hmm."
Jang Ilso nodded and ordered.
"Go to Thousand-Face and tell him. We'll split the army as soon as we finish cleaning up Emei. Tell Thousand-Face to lead the Blood Palace and Hao Sect. Go."
"Hao Sect and Blood Palace... both?"
"Yeah. Any problems?"
At Jang ilso's counterquestion, the subordinate hastily bowed his head deeper.
"No, no problem! I'll convey the message."
"Yeah, that's right. That should do it."
Jang Ilso smiled gently.
"And tell our Myriad Manor to prepare separately."
"...Where?"
"To collect the payment for the liquor."
"Uh... What?"
Jang Ilso's gaze turned north.
"The liquor I gave to the Poison King was more expensive than expected."
If he had decided, they could have cleared the path down from Diancang and taken care of the Tang Family.
However, prioritizing attacking Emei, which had preserved its full force, unlike the Tang Family, which was missing its main forces, was the right choice.
Now that Emei was somewhat organized, Jang Ilso finally had some leeway.
"Tang Gunak, Tang Gunak..."
Jang Ilso recited quietly, and there was a childish excitement in his eyes. The figure of Tang Gunak, who had come into the Myriad Man Manor alone, threatened him, turned and left, still lingered vividly in his eyes.
"I was always curious."
"..."
"Whether the Poison King's expressionless face would change even when all the bastards from the Tang Family died and his lineage dried up. Whether he could still spew those irritating words about friendship when they all died."
The subordinate's body trembled.
"I just want to check this time. Hahaha. Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Laughter, as if commemorating the downfall of the renowned Emei, echoed loudly. It was a maniacal laughter, large enough to make one want to block one's ears.
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Bagel_Seeds ah...ilso knew gunak would come...he wants the big fish
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