Chapter 216
Chapter 216
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 216
Chapter Title: Discovery in the Black Dragon Sect
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Fleeing from the Black Dragon Sect disciples who were pursuing them ferociously, Geon Cheon-hwi widened his eyes.
"What, why are there so damn many?!"
It was as if every last one of them living in Hangzhou had shown up—the number of Black Dragon Sect disciples exceeded all imagination.
Their ferocity was incomparable to the Blood River Sect disciples.
"Krraaah! You sons of bitches! Aren't we totally screwed?!"
Tak Hyeok-dong staggered after narrowly dodging a hidden weapon that whistled over his head.
Jang Ung shoved his shoulder into Tak Hyeok-dong to steady him and yelled.
"Damn it! Put some strength in your legs!"
"What, what?! Damn it?! You bastard, you curse at a time like this?!"
"Up ahead, up ahead!"
"Eek!"
Following Namgung Hyeok as he vaulted over the wall, Tak Hyeok-dong and Jang Ung hurriedly put power into their legs.
Once over the wall, a black wave surged from the opposite side.
"W-where the hell are we going?!"
"I don't know!"
"You're saying you don't know? Then what the hell's the plan?!"
"I said I don't know!"
"Shit! Then why the hell did we come all this way?!"
"Because I said to come, so we came! What the hell would be here?!"
At Sogolgae's question, Geon Cheon-hwi bellowed, putting strength into his eyes.
They had followed the rampaging Namgung Hyeok, but he hadn't actually thought there would be any stolen goods at the Black Dragon Sect.
They had turned Jiangxi Province upside down like this, but their only gains had been various spirit medicines, hundreds of nyang in silver, gold and jewels, and treasured swords—that was it!
"Ah...?"
Human greed knows no bounds, and Namgung Hyeok's obsession was beyond imagination.
Geon Cheon-hwi let out a groan.
In any case, he hadn't expected anything to come out of the Black Dragon Sect either.
No, hell, the Black Dragon Sect weren't bandits—why would they go around rummaging through other people's stolen goods?
It had just been a journey to soothe Namgung Hyeok's rage and desires, and somehow they ended up fleeing across the Black Dragon Sect's front yard.
"Why does everything have to go too far once it starts?!"
At Geon Cheon-hwi's shout, Tak Hyeok-dong and Jang Ung nodded vigorously in agreement.
The situation had already surpassed the realm of common sense.
They had barged into the front yard of the Black Dragon Sect, hegemons of Zhejiang Province—if they got caught, the humiliations they would face were unimaginable.
No, would those bastards even bother capturing them?
They'd probably just lop their heads off on the spot.
"At this point, something's gotta turn up no matter what!"
"And if nothing does?"
"Then we're fucked!"
"......!"
"I never thought I'd be playing tag in the Black Dragon Sect's front yard in my life—waa! It was better when we fell into the Yellow River on the way to the Hebei Peng Clan!"
Damn it, the happy memory that pops up at a time like this is just swimming in the Yellow River on the way to the Hebei Peng Clan?!
What a pathetic life.
At that moment, Geon Cheon-hwi spotted something and his eyes went wide.
"What the hell, why are they all gathered like that over there?!"
"What? Gathered?!"
Namgung Hyeok whipped his head around. In his line of sight, he saw Black Dragon Sect disciples surrounding a massive hall in the distance.
Every one of them exuded a valiant, savage aura.
Namgung Hyeok's eyes flashed as he veered in that direction.
Geon Cheon-hwi freaked out.
No, why the hell is this madman heading that way?!
"Y-Young Master! We need to change direction! That's where the enemies are deployed!"
"That's why we have to go!"
"No, what kind of cra—!"
"They're guarding it because there's something important, right?!"
"Huh?"
"If there's nothing there, why guard it like that! So there must be something in there!"
No, you're insane. What kind of logic is that?!
What kind of thought process lets you spout shit like that!
*'This young master's head is a bottomless hell!'*
As Geon Cheon-hwi and the others stared in shock, Namgung Hyeok shot forward like a cannonball.
The strategist stationed at the northern warehouse widened his eyes.
"That mad bastard?"
Seeing Namgung Hyeok charge straight at them without a hint of hesitation despite the Black Dragon Sect disciples arrayed like this—it was absurd.
There's a limit to recklessness; this was like a moth flying straight into a flame!
The strategist raised his voice.
"Kill him!"
The Black Dragon Sect warriors, radiating murderous intent, charged toward the oncoming Namgung Hyeok.
"It's the enemy!"
"Block them!"
"Kill them!"
At that instant, Namgung Hyeok stomped the ground powerfully.
Boom!
"Get lost?!"
With a thunderous roar, Namgung Hyeok drew the sword he had hidden in his sackcloth.
Even while fleeing desperately, he hadn't used it once—but now he swung it mercilessly at the enemies blocking the path to the warehouse.
Shiiiaaak!
A sword qi over five ja long, absurdly massive.
The Black Dragon Sect disciples who saw the sword qi gaped and paled.
"Huuuuh!"
"Kekeke!"
"D-Dodgeee!"
The Black Dragon Sect disciples who had charged in boldly scattered in all directions.
Kwaaaang!
The青stone floor cracked open, shards flying everywhere, and the charging disciples tumbled down.
A cloud of white dust swirled, opening up the space for a moment.
The Black Dragon Sect disciples looked up at Namgung Hyeok with rabbit-like eyes.
A bluish glint pierced through the white dust, and they all freaked out.
"Huuuuh!"
White steam poured from Namgung Hyeok's mouth and nose.
Shuuuuu!
His half-rolled-back eyes and rising steam-like aura blended with his beggar garb, revealing a strange mix of majesty and madness.
While everyone was lost in shock, Namgung Hyeok shot forward without hesitation.
"Run!"
The Namgung family warriors followed in his wake like a tail.
Stunned by Namgung Hyeok's divine might, the strategist froze before shouting urgently.
"Kill those bastards!"
"Kill them!"
The Black Dragon Sect disciples snapped to and chased after Namgung Hyeok.
The warehouse entered Namgung Hyeok's view.
"Out of the way, you punks!"
Kwang!
Piercing the final defensive line in one go, Namgung Hyeok slipped inside the hall.
The people who followed him in gasped.
"Wh-what is this?"
"M-madness!"
"They've stacked them into towers..."
"Is this a sword mound...?"
The warehouse's treasures were on a completely different level from those of other unorthodox sects.
Not because of the towering piles like mountains of wealth. It was because the items making up those towers were extraordinary.
Amid the glittering riches protruded an enormous quantity of treasured swords and hidden weapons.
The razor-sharp intent that seemed to slice skin reached all the way to the entrance, drawing gasps from the group.
Peng Jung-hyeok, scanning the warehouse, widened his eyes.
"C-cannons!"
"Cannons?! Insane, what sect has cannons?!"
"There's gunpowder here too."
"Are they fucking crazy?!"
Cannons and gunpowder were military items under strict control.
For an ordinary sect to possess such things was unthinkable—nay, shocking.
And not just a little.
Not only gunpowder but thunderclap bombs piled high.
What the hell did they plan to use all this for?!
"Quit gaping! Search quickly!"
Wow, he's really consistent, huh?
Namgung Hyeok charged toward the towering piles of treasures.
"No, this isn't the time! The enemies are swarming outside!"
"My stolen goods! My stuff! My spirit medicines!"
"The enemies..."
"I'll find them, me! You sons of bitches!"
"......"
Uh, he's not listening?
Namgung Hyeok began toppling the towers indiscriminately and rummaging for items.
Papatapatapapa!
Iron swords flew, wooden boxes opened and were tossed aside.
"No! Nope! Not this either?! Not this? Not this one...!"
Even as the enemies surged in with murderous intent, to show such madness and obsession!
Namgung Hyeok gritted his teeth and foamed at the mouth.
Geon Cheon-hwi let out a deep sigh and looked up at the ceiling.
The others wore similar expressions.
Namgung Ryong, seemingly resigned to something, stuck to his side and helped search.
Geon Cheon-hwi quickly issued orders.
"Thunder Dragon Squad! Guard the entrance! Cut down anyone who comes!"
"Yes, Commander!"
"The rest of you, search for items! We have to confirm if it's here or not!"
It probably wouldn't be there even if they looked.
But that's exactly why they had to search.
Namgung Hyeok needed to see with his own eyes that it wasn't there to resolve this situation!
"They're coming!"
"Block them!"
"Form the Ghost Valley Chain Formation!"
The Thunder Dragon Squad sealed the entrance and held off the surging Black Dragon Sect disciples.
Kaang! Kwaang! Kakakakang!
The clash of weapons filled the warehouse with metallic sounds.
Curses flew amid the fierce battle, screams echoing from all sides.
The Black Dragon Sect pushed desperately to break through the entrance, while the Thunder Dragon Squad blocked them with everything they had.
Sogolgae sighed.
"Aigoo! How long are we gonna rummage through this?! We should just bolt! Aigoo, I'm dead! A beggar from the Beggar Clan dying while stealing from a warehouse! Aigoood!"
Contrary to his laments, his hands moved swiftly.
He knew it too.
Once inside the warehouse, there was no turning back.
Whether it killed them or fed them, they had to search.
"There's gotta be something h—!"
"It's heeeere!"
"It's here?! Huh?"
"Found iiiit!"
"Eeeh?!"
At Namgung Hyeok's shout, Sogolgae toppled backward.
Namgung Hyeok thrust his arm high from deep within the treasures.
The moment they saw the wooden box in his hand, everyone gasped.
Their gazes converged on the box.
And they could see it clearly.
The Hebei Peng Clan seal embedded at the edge of the box lid!
"Th-that's our family seal!"
"Huuuh?!"
"It was really there?"
"No way! This is insane!"
"The Black Dragon Sect really were the culprits?!"
"Damn! What the hell is going on!"
In the world!
It had been a reckless wild-goose chase, and yet the culprits really were the Black Dragon Sect!
Everyone's gazes stabbed toward Namgung Hyeok.
"Uhahaha! See?! You bastards, you see this? I was right!"
What the hell...
"I told you I know unorthodox scum well? I said these bastards were the culprits!"
You just guessed randomly and hit it?
The stunned group snapped to attention.
Geon Cheon-hwi assessed the situation and said.
"We need to escape now! Grab the item and..."
"What bullshit is that?"
"Pardon?"
"We take all the good stuff!"
"Paaaardon?! In this situation?!"
"Of course! You think we're just breaking even and leaving?!"
Human greed knows no bounds, and Namgung Hyeok's obsession and avarice sought even more.
Namgung Hyeok pointed at the carts lined up on one side.
"Load 'em there! Hurry!"
"W-what?!"
"What, man?!"
Namgung Hyeok dashed to the carts and started loading items.
Resigned to Namgung Hyeok's antics, the others soon joined in piling onto the carts.
Soon, five carts were packed full.
"They're full!"
Namgung Hyeok stuffed items into his bosom greedily, eyes gleaming.
"Then let's bounce!"
Namgung Hyeok cackled as he ran toward the entrance.
"H-ha... Huh? What's with them?"
"The enemies are lined up out front!"
"Uh... there's quite a few, huh?"
Namgung Hyeok stared blankly at the Black Dragon Sect disciples arrayed at the entrance, charging in.
*'When did they surround us like this?'*
More than expected?
No, way more?
Not just dark—they were pitch black.
A total black wave crashing in.
Sogolgae grabbed Namgung Hyeok's collar.
"Aigoo! You damn Namgung family second young master! Dragging us into this death trap with no plan! What now, what're you gonna do?!"
"You beggar bastard grabbing whose collar!"
"We're totally screwed and that's what matters to you!"
"I'll deal with you later!"
"Later my ass! We'll meet in the afterlife!"
"Afterlife?"
Namgung Hyeok twisted his lips.
"I'll ascend, but I ain't going to the afterlife!"
"Huh? What?"
"Move!"
"Uh, uhh? Th-that!"
Ignoring the pale-faced Sogolgae, Namgung Hyeok charged forward.
Pukeuk!
Clearing the obstructing enemies in one sweep, Namgung Hyeok hurled the round object he held in his hand.
Huh?
The Black Dragon Sect people's gazes locked onto the sudden flying object.
The strategist watching from afar was baffled.
"Hah! Mad bastards. As expected of thieves?"
Ransacking the warehouse right in the heart of the enemy camp.
It was so absurd it wasn't even funny.
And in the midst of it, what the hell was that madman throwing...
Huh?
That...?
"Th-thunderclap bomb! Everyone downnnn!"
The firebomb that could turn a five-ja radius into a sea of flames was arcing through the air.
To throw a thunderclap bomb that even Wall Thunder Sect disciples handled with care, without hesitation!
The moment he ducked in shock.
Kwaaaaang!
With a massive boom, the thunderclap bomb erupted in a pillar of fire.
The hall's entrance shook, the ground caved in, and in an instant, it became a blazing inferno.
As the speechless strategist stared at the hellish scene before the warehouse, Namgung Hyeok cackled and shouted.
"Bounce!"
"Y-yes?! Th-through there?!"
"What crazy talk! That's the only way out!"
"It is the only way!"
"Then we make a way!"
Like a bull, Namgung Hyeok dragged a cart and smashed through the rear wall of the hall.
Kwaang!
The thick wall of the hall shattered in one blow, creating a new passage.
Wow, insane.
Throwing thunderclap bombs, punching through walls...
"Run!"
"R-run!"
The Namgung family warriors followed Namgung Hyeok without looking back.
Seeing this, the strategist freaked out and yelled.
"Th-this is madness! Chase them! Chase them!"
"The flames are too fierce!"
"You idiots! Then go around!"
The Black Dragon Sect disciples hurriedly turned and pursued, but Namgung Hyeok and the others were already distant specks.
"What are you doing! Chase them now! Chase!"
The Black Dragon Sect disciples began pursuing Namgung Hyeok.