Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 217 : Family Trip (2)

As the last remaining masked man was hit on the back of his hand and fainted, Jin Sa-wol lowered his hand.

There was no need to kill the masked men who had appeared behind. After killing only those who had attacked first, he had decided to subdue the rest.

Just by looking at their gazes and movements, he could tell that they were clumsy people who had not been properly trained.

"This bastard..."

Jang Haeng looked at Jin Sa-wol with a surprised face. In his eyes, Jin Sa-wol looked like a ghost that had created dozens of phantoms.

Although he wasn't using a cloning technique, countless afterimages dizzied his eyes, and in a short while, everyone had fallen.

The only sounds he heard were thud! and thwack!.

"What kind of bastard..."

Jang Haeng, who was opening his mouth, found Jin Sa-wol's hand putting the sword back into its scabbard. He couldn't even see when he had drawn the sword.

"Ugh!"

Blood flowed from his neck and soaked his whole body. When he felt the heat, his head fell to the ground.

The moment he spoke, Jin Sa-wol had already cut his neck with his sword.

There was no reason to spare Jang Haeng.

With a whoosh! sound, Jo Geom-ok appeared.

Master Jang, who saw her, opened his eyes wide as if he were surprised. Because he had not known that there was another person besides Jin Sa-wol.

Jo Geom-ok, her long black hair fluttering, said to Jin Sa-wol.

"I only knocked them out as you said."

At Jo Geom-ok's story, Jin Sa-wol nodded and, approaching the dead Jang Haeng, searched his clothes.

The bronze plaque that signified the master of the Ghost Spirit Valley and a thick money pouch came out. There was nothing else.

"Are you looking for something?"

"No."

When Master Jang asked, Jin Sa-wol shook his head. He had just looked for the demonic essence pill with a hopeful heart.

The demonic essence pill was a more useful elixir than he had thought. He thought it would be good to have a few in reserve as it had many uses.

"I have some business left with these people. Please go down first. The manor will also be cleaned up."

At Jin Sa-wol's story, Master Jang showed a smile and moved slowly.

As Master Jang moved, Jin Sa-wol laid the fainted masked men side by side next to the pavilion.

Jo Geom-ok, seeing Jin Sa-wol moving, went into the bushes. She, who had found the fainted ones, put them down next to the pavilion.

"What's the Dark Cloud Division? You keep talking about the Dark Cloud Division."

"It's one of the many information organizations of the Demonic Cult."

"It's an unfamiliar place."

"Because it's not a place known to the martial world."

Jin Sa-wol answered and then, as if he were annoyed, turned his body and brought the other masked men.

Jo Geom-ok asked again with a curious face.

"Why did you spare them?"

"Because they're young."

Hearing the word 'young', Jo Geom-ok's eyes widened.

Jin Sa-wol never spared his enemies. If he did, it was when he was getting information or when they were useful.

She thought this was the latter.

When about a moment had passed, the masked men came to their senses one by one and stood up. But seeing Jin Sa-wol, they could not move.

Because they had also seen Jin Sa-wol's afterimages. Their bodies were instinctively stiff.

Jo Geom-ok was also standing not far away.

"If you run away now, I'll kill you."

Hearing Jin Sa-wol's cool voice, they took in the miserable appearance of the dead Jang Haeng and the senior killing ghosts.

Some of them showed a bewildered expression that they had not died.

Also, some showed hostility, and others were thinking about how to get out of here.

Jin Sa-wol showed a smile to them.

"My name is Jin Sa-wol."

As Jin Sa-wol revealed his name, their expressions shook greatly. It seemed the name Jin Sa-wol was widely known in the Demonic Cult.

Some people called him the Demonic Sword Ghost, and some called him the Blood Sword Ghost.

He also said to think that you were dead if you met him.

Jin Sa-wol said to them in a serious voice.

"You have two choices here. One is to go back to the Ghost Spirit Valley, train as you are now, and become an ordinary killing ghost. But how much do you think the Demonic Cult will care about the Ghost Spirit Valley? There is no master of the Ghost Spirit Valley, and the general manager is also dead. There will be no instructor either. I don't know if you can even eat properly."

"The instructors are still there."

When a masked man on the left said that, Jin Sa-wol nodded.

"Everyone, take off your masks."

At Jin Sa-wol's words, they slowly took off their masks. Then, boys who looked to be in their mid-to-late teens were standing. Jang Haeng had even brought the children who were training in the Ghost Spirit Valley.

Jin Sa-wol looked at the boy who had spoken. He looked to be in his mid-teens. He was easy to remember because he had large eyes and distinct features.

"If you want to go to the Ghost Spirit Valley, you can go."

At Jin Sa-wol's words, the boys began to look at each other.

They did not know that they were at a crossroads. Those who left here now would be those who were afraid of change.

Also, there would be those who moved instinctively. Or perhaps the fear of dying remained.

"If you leave now, I won't kill you. I promise."

As Jin Sa-wol's words ended, a few ran quickly. Then, with a whoosh!, many boys began to run, looking at each other.

Jin Sa-wol did not even glance at the boys who were disappearing into the forest.

Jo Geom-ok also did not move. She just stood with an indifferent face behind the boys.

Jin Sa-wol asked the remaining nine boys.

"Why didn't you go?"

When Jin Sa-wol asked, the boy who had spoken first answered.

"I haven't heard the second one yet."

"The second is to become my person. You don't have to worry about food, clothing, and shelter. But a training that you haven't experienced in the Ghost Spirit Valley will be waiting."

"Can I become as strong as you?"

The first boy asked again.

The ones who would teach them were not him, but Bi-sun and Jo-rim. If they were not enough, there were also the Flower Ghosts who had come over from the Hwahwaru.

He also had a plan to raise them as killing ghosts who were far superior to the killing ghosts of the Ghost Spirit Valley.

But no matter how hard they learned, they could not surpass Jin Sa-wol.

Jin Sa-wol shook his head.

"I can't guarantee that. But if you try, you will become a master who can threaten me."

"Are we becoming your disciples?"

"You will become killing ghosts."

Hearing Jin Sa-wol's answer, the boy quietly prostrated himself and bowed his head. The other boys also prostrated themselves one by one.

The last remaining boy was the youngest-looking boy.

"Do you really take care of food, clothing, and shelter?"

"Of course."

"If you just feed me well, I will be loyal."

Hearing the answer of the prostrating boy, Jin Sa-wol showed a smile.

Jo Geom-ok, who was watching from behind, felt as if Jin Sa-wol had a plan to create a force.

***

In a wide room full of darkness under the night sky, two men and two women were sitting.

Jin Sa-wol, Bi-sun, Jo-rim, and Jo Geom-ok were there. Seo Mun-ryeon had left in a hurry because of a promise with the Martial Alliance Leader.

Jin Sa-wol drank his tea and looked up at the sky through the window. Perhaps because the day was cloudy, there was no starlight. The pitch-black darkness that had descended came into his eyes.

'It's going to rain.'

Bi-sun, who was drinking tea, opened his mouth first.

"I've been thinking about it carefully, and I don't think it's right to settle in Guguang. The Martial Alliance is also close, and the Namgung family and the Jo family are nearby. The Thousand Gold Vault has been known to the martial world, and that person named Jeokrin is also a problem."

Although he heard Bi-sun's story, Jin Sa-wol was still looking out the window.

"The land in Guguang is not good for us to live in."

Jo-rim also shook her head because she had been through a lot.

Jin Sa-wol was still looking out the window, and Bi-sun continued to speak without caring.

"It would be better to move to Guangdong. Although it's a problem to move the gold and silver of the Thousand Gold Vault, if we move slowly while building the manor, we can move before the Martial Alliance notices. By the time the manor is completed, we will be able to take out all the wealth of the Thousand Gold Vault."

"I don't think that's the reason you're suggesting we move."

When Jin Sa-wol asked, Bi-sun nodded.

"Having the Martial Alliance above our heads is like having a tiger. It would be better to get out of their sight. I'm tired of being cautious now. We'll take the area that the nine pavilions of the Demonic Cult occupied."

At Bi-sun's story, Jin Sa-wol showed interest. Because he had also had similar thoughts a few times.

In Guangdong and Fujian, there were the Blood Killing Faction and the Blood Curtain, as well as the Ghost Hand Pavilion of Hunan and the Wind Blood Pavilion of Guizhou.

The main headquarters of the Esoteric Cult was also a place to remember.

Now that the Demonic Cult and the evil sects, which had wielded great fame in places where the influence of the Martial Alliance was not great, had fallen, it was also a chance to become the hegemon of that region.

On top of that, it was Jin Sa-wol who had killed the son of Namgung Min.

It was something that could not be hidden forever. It was also necessary to prepare for Jeokrin.

Jin Sa-wol showed a faint smile.

"Let's go to Guryeon Mountain in Guangdong. It's the area where the Blood Curtain and the Blood Killing Faction were active, and there are no other forces to speak of around."

The Blood Killing Faction and the Blood Curtain had occupied the entire Guangdong, including the southern end of Jiangxi and the southern part of Hunan and Fujian.

Guryeon Mountain was called a mountain range, and its size was a huge mountain that penetrated the eastern part of Guangdong Province. Since it was a mountain where thousands of peaks were continuously connected, it was called Guryeon Mountain.

"Let's do that."

Bi-sun did not object. In any case, the leader of this group was Jin Sa-wol. That was enough just by looking at his martial arts.

Jo-rim also did not object.

Jo-rim, with a face full of worries, crossed her arms and said.

"Then we also have to decide on a name... Isn't Butterfly Pavilion too feminine? Then... Blood Flower Sect? Is that also strange? Magnolia Faction? Hwacheonhoe?"

Jo-rim, who was saying the names of the sects, examined the expressions of Bi-sun and Jin Sa-wol, but as she saw their faces hardening, she frowned.

"Flowers are a bit..."

"There's no strong feeling."

Bi-sun and Jin Sa-wol crossed their arms and shook their heads. As the two even sighed, Jo-rim cast a strong gaze.

"Nantianhui? Since it's in the south, how about Nantianhui?"

When Jo-rim asked again, Jin Sa-wol waved his hand.

"It's ordinary. I like the Blood Death Society. It smells of blood and is somewhat evil, isn't it? The orthodox sect has the Martial Alliance, and there is also a group called the Demonic Cult. But the evil sects that do not belong to the Demonic Cult or the Martial Alliance either enter the Hao Faction or live on their own. If we gather such evil sects and create an evil sect alliance, no one will be able to ignore us. If we have great power, I think we can live comfortably."

"The intention is good, but I'm against the Blood Death Society. The smell of assassins is too strong."

At Bi-sun's answer, Jin Sa-wol showed a disappointed expression.

Bi-sun took Jo-rim's side and said.

"We're not establishing a sect, nor are we trying to fight the Martial Alliance, so it would be good to go with something ordinary. Let's just think of it as getting a house where we can live comfortably. Nantianhui is not bad either. If we go with a feeling of being in the middle of the orthodox and evil sects without being conspicuous, there won't be a big problem."

Bi-sun thought it was right to walk the path of the middle of the orthodox and evil sects.

"I'll go too."

When Jo Geom-ok said that, Jin Sa-wol frowned and asked.

"What about the Wudang Sect?"

"The female disciples of the Wudang Sect have to leave to get married anyway. And it's time to leave."

Although Jo Geom-ok said it with an expressionless face, a hint of disappointment was visible. Although Woo Jeong-bong was a Jinsan disciple, Jo Geom-ok was just an old unmarried lay disciple.

Of course, she had been treated well in the Wudang Sect because of her status as the adopted daughter of the former Alliance Leader, but not now.

"When are you going to start?"

Bi-sun asked, looking at Jin Sa-wol.

(End of Chapter)