Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 103

< Episode 102 >

Nothing much happened in Deogyang.

Although there were some eyes focused on Yeon Myeong and his group, who had taken off their bamboo ribs and cotton threads, no one started a fuss. This is because Sipbang (什防) is located just a little bit northwest of Deogyang. There was a deep room in the ten rooms. It is the venue of the Sacheon branch.

All of Yeon Myeong’s party were armed with swords, and except for Jang Gil, they were not old enough to meet their terms. Naturally, one would assume that he was a descendant of a family participating in the Sacheon branch. Everyone just looked at them cautiously, not knowing what kind of disaster they might face if they started a fight.

Thanks to this, Yeon Myeong and his party were able to rest comfortably. What was a little surprising was that rumors were already spreading about what happened in Hyeonyangchon.

“Did you hear that? I heard there was a huge massacre in Hyeonyangchon.”

“Isn’t Hyeonyangchon the territory of Hyeonyangmun? It’s famous for its great power and black sword techniques.”

“Yes. They say the second son-in-law of Nam Jin-sun, the owner of the house there, died. They say his head fell side by side with his son.”

“Wait a minute, if it’s Nam Jin-sun’s second son-in-law… isn’t he someone named Yeon Woo-jung? I saw him use a sword before, but he wasn’t of average skill. I remember saying he was a descendant of a fallen sword family.”

“That’s right. That’s the name. Wait, you use the last name Yeon…?”

“I know what you’re thinking, but it’s probably not. Why would the lineage of the Demonic Cult flow all the way to Sacheon? From their perspective, Hyeonyangmun would seem like a third-rate sect. There’s no way they would use their original surname. Anyway, let’s continue the story. “It’s a bit surprising that someone of Yeon Woo-jung’s caliber died, but it’s not impossible.”

“Shh. It’s a demonic religion. Watch your mouth.”

“You call a demonic cult a demonic cult, then what do you call it? Look, this is Sichuan. You don’t know about other places, but you don’t have to be afraid of the demonic cult here in Sichuan. It’s the apostolic world, and the territory of the black devil. No matter how much it is a devil cult, it is It’s bound to be burdensome to collide. It’s a well-known fact that even when Ma Gwang-cheon hit Tangga, Ma Gwang-cheon Joo Yeon-hyeok was reluctant to practice. “It can be a nutrient for.”

“…Let’s stop talking about that. Anyway, not only Yeon Woo-jung but also his young son died side by side, and it is said that the anger of Nam Jin-sun, the head of Hyeonyangmun, was great. It seems that the child, who was his maternal grandson, was probably designated as the head of Somoon.”

“Is it a succession dispute?”

“That’s not true. It looks like the person on the outside is a evil beast. According to the statement from the surviving witness, Hyeonyangmun’s servant, it was just a coincidence that an argument broke out at the blacksmith shop. The opponent was a bamboo-grilled man, one of them. “One was a swordsman of great skill.”

“Ho. Surely, if you can kill Yeonwoo-jung, you can be called a person of skill.”

“No, the problem is not that Yeon Woo-jung was murdered. There were over a hundred bodies at the scene.”

“Are they the guards of Hyeonyangmun Gate?”

“There were some of them, but they were a relatively small number. The number of people, numbering around 100, was a force whose existence even Hyeonyangmun was unaware of. It was questionable why they suddenly appeared and died there, but they all seemed to be extremely trained warriors. ”

“It’s strange. That number of people were secretly hiding in Hyeonyang Gate. Although it’s said to have prospered a bit recently, there’s something to eat in that small town. Hmm, anyway, is it related to someone named Yeon Woo-jung? Considering how he suddenly appeared. … No way, really… No, isn’t it related to the Heavenly Demon Church?”

“I don’t know. That’s why I told you to watch your mouth. What was even more surprising was the scars left on the body. They say that, excluding the guards at Hyeonyangmun Gate, 100 unidentified forces who appeared to be quite powerful were attacked by just one person.”

“It must be the bamboo swordsman I mentioned earlier.”

“I guess so.”

“Huh, there wouldn’t be that many swordsmen in the world who could handle 100 people by themselves. If you narrow the area to Sichuan, there would be even fewer. Wouldn’t it be possible to have a level of power if you’re at least a member of the noble Taeeulmuk swordsman sect?”

“No, you should see him as an even more expert than that. It’s hard to believe, but among the corpses, all six of them were dead with their upper and lower bodies separated…”

“Was there? Cost? If you’re a skilled swordsman, it’s not difficult to cut a person’s bones into pieces.”

“…It looks like he did it with just one move. That means he killed as many as seventy people with a single strike.”

“what…?”

Yeon Yeon-myeong and his party moved on, listening to the Hyeonyangchon blood history that was being talked about here and there with one ear. The rumor really spread as fast as the wind. In reality, news through the entire western region travels faster than people can travel.

Do those who make noise know? The swordsman they were talking about, with shocking inaction, was passing right next to them.

Yeon Myeong and his party were about to find a carriage.

It was quite expensive, but without hesitation, I decided to use a place called Hwahwa Mabang (花晝馬房) because it was a business directly under Hwahwa Mabang.

“You’re resourceful.”

“Iknow, right.”

Zhuge Yingying responded to Yan Yanming’s muttering. This was also the case here in Deogyang, and people from all over Sacheon must have gathered in the city located near Sipbang to participate in the Sacheon branch. And since each of them was a descendant of a family or branch, they were more likely to use a carriage than to walk.

There may be some who don’t care, but most participants will try to avoid conflict until they participate in the Sacheon branch. We had to fight over all kinds of interests, but it was natural to try to preserve power.

The best way to avoid conflict was to receive the protection of Simhwabang, who was also in charge of the Sacheon branch. For example, using a horse-drawn carriage from the Hwahwa stable. I had to pay several times more than other stables, but it was worth it.

It was said that Hwahwamabang was created not long ago. They are mainly distributed in cities near Sipbang, and do business by renting horses from other stables. Anyone with a little bit of intelligence will easily guess. Simhwabang is trying to secure its share by using the Sacheon branch as its main focus.

Yeon Myeong and his party also decided to use Hwahwamabang to avoid unnecessary disputes or hassle.

“This is an excellent choice. We will take you safely to your destination.”

The head of the Deogyang branch of Hwahwa stables accepted the silver gift Jang Gil handed to him and rubbed his hands with a big smile. He seemed like a typical businessman.

While he was guiding the group, he quietly asked a question.

“Looking at the looks of their devotion, I can guess that they are famous martial artists or Bangpa people. I wonder if you will give me the honor of being able to hear your name….”

“Don’t play tricks, just guide me. If you don’t want to die.”

As Yeon Myeong touched his sword and spoke grimly, the head of the Deogyang branch of Hwahwa stables, who called himself Jeong, made an exasperated noise, quickly handed the group over to the coachman, and disappeared. It seemed like he was trying to dig up information on his own, believing in the power of Simhwabang, which was in charge of the Sacheon branch, but that also had to be done by looking at people.

“Then, we’ll leave right away.”

Once everyone in the group got on board, the coachman began to drive the horses in a familiar manner.

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Is it because of the use of the Hwahwamabang affiliated with the Simhwabang?

Yeon Myeong and his party were able to reach Shibang safely.

“It’s really surprising. There are this many Safa warriors gathered together, but there isn’t even much of a fuss.”

Zhuge Yingying said as if he was genuinely surprised. She is from the Zhuge family and is from Hubei. She grew up in an environment where the declining Jeongdo faction, the increasingly powerful Ma Gwangcheon, and a few apostolic factions coexisted and clashed. The Sapa warriors she knew were generally close to her alley. Also called black sword. Whenever they got together, they often fought with each other, and even those who were skilled were only at the level of ronin.

But what about the people gathered here in the ten rooms?

They all wore uniform uniforms and were radiating sharply sharpened energy. It looks like a proper breakaway force, a proper elite force. It didn’t really cause any trouble. It was because of their strong momentum, but if you look at their actions, they seemed to be no different from the elites of the political faction.

‘This is the world of apostles with an order called Heuksaryeon.’

Zhuge Yingying looked around with bright eyes. Looking back, the lives of the civilians did not seem that bad during that time. Since it was Sacheon where the Black Silent Powers reigned, it was thought that they were living a life exploited by the forces of the Four Schools, but in fact, they seemed to be living a better life than the common people of Hubei, where Jeong, Sa, and Ma were intertwined. Come to think of it, in some villages, I heard people who had not even learned martial arts praising Heuksalyeolju Yoo Gil-jun.

At the time, I overlooked it, but it occurred to me that if they were truly satisfied with the reign of the Heuksaryeon, the common people might volunteer to do so.

‘…Perhaps a strong force will never be able to enter Sacheon in the future.’

It is a justification that moves the political power. However, if the Heuksaryeon continues its reign without causing much damage to the civilians as it is now, there is no room for the Jeongdo faction to advance into Sacheon. If this continues, won’t the Tang family become the last major power in Sichuan?

‘Surely Sogaju is great, but….’

Zhuge Yingying glanced at the face of the peerless young man walking next to him. She is a beauty that you will never tire of no matter how many times you look at her. She is new every time. And her qualifications for martial arts are more outstanding than her beauty. Indeed, her uncle, Zhuge Changxin, was worthy of putting her family’s fortune on the line. The scene where seventy lives were taken with one sword was truly shocking. It was to the point where I wondered if Yeon Man-myeong would become the greatest person in the world after the Black Death Lianju and the Demon Light Heavenly Lord had exhausted their powers and died.

In Zhuge Yingying’s opinion, the revival of the Tang family was a foregone conclusion. Unless, of course, he dies suddenly due to some kind of disaster.

But I didn’t think there was anything I could do about the black snake. It is not for nothing that there is a saying that a small number cannot overcome a large number.

Above all, isn’t Yoo Gil-jun, the Black Snake Runner, alive and well?

While Zhuge Yingying was lost in thought, Yan Yanming and his party were already in front of the red seal. It was an architectural style that gave the impression of a huge stile rather than a martial arts breakwater.

“It was an honor to be able to serve you even briefly.”

Jang Gil said.

“Then, good luck, Sogaju.”

“Okay. Come home right away.”

Yan Yanming nodded and waved his hand. An enormous number of Sapa warriors were gathered here in the ten rooms. These were the successors of each family and Bangpa participating in the Sacheon Branch, and their attendants. It seemed like they were probably planning to wait until the Sacheon branch disbanded.

Yan Yanming and Tang Mi Zhuge Yingying were the invited guests, but Jang Gil was not. If it was revealed that she was a member of the party, she could have suffered unnecessary harm. So, naturally, Myung ordered Jang Gil to return to her family immediately before her identity was revealed.

In front of the Simhwa Room, men dressed as civil servants were sitting holding brushes and writing things in the guest book. It seemed like a procedure to check and bring in the participants of the Sacheon branch. Perhaps because many people had already entered, the line was not long.

Yeon Myeong stepped forward just as Jang Gil’s presence became faint. Tang Mi-ryeo and Zhuge Yingying followed. In an instant, people’s eyes are swept away. Conjectures about Bangpa origins are being exchanged quickly. However, perhaps because he wore a sword, no one predicted that he was a Tang family figure.

When someone muttered, “Whose family’s child is this person must have the best face in the four thousand?” A man dressed as a civil servant spoke to Jeon Yeom-myeong.

“Please tell us your family origin, branch of origin, and your name.”

For a moment, everyone in the hall held their breath. Everyone was curious. These famous people were well known, and a man I had never seen before appeared as a participant in the Sacheon branch.

Eventually, the lips of the peerless young man parted.

“Sacheondangga is the natural name.”

< Episode 102 > End

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