Chapter 84
Chapter 84
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Thousand-Faced Venerable (2)
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Dang Yu-wol looked at him with a lukewarm gaze.
"Thanks. Kid. Things went smoothly thanks to you."
-Crunch, crrrunch!!
"Last time, while playing the role of the Divine Investment, I did infiltrate and shake up Shaolin Temple."
-Craaack!!
"But how to deal with this mad monk...!"
Dang Yu-wol's flying dagger shot out.
The Thousand-Faced Venerable deflected it and continued leisurely.
"...was what I was pondering."
The sound of bones and flesh shifting echoed.
A novice monk who appeared similar in height and build to Yi Kyung gradually grew larger.
-Riiip!!
His robes tore apart.
What emerged was an elderly man clad in the Three-Faced Phantom Armor.
-That Three-Faced Phantom Armor is impressive indeed.
'They said if you accept the demonic energy infused in the armor, it clings to your body like skin.'
-I didn't expect it to have that level of elasticity.
"As thanks, I'll kill all these mad monks here."
He grinned.
A smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Aren't you delighted?"
The Thousand-Faced Venerable's gaze fell upon the scholar monks behind.
"Since it's the nirvana you've all so desperately desired."
Dang Yu-wol dismissed his mockery as if it were just a dog's barking somewhere.
"True Person. Shaolin Iron Fist. I leave the monk brethren to you."
"But what are you planning to do alone?!"
"I have to manage somehow. Hey, old man. It's cramped here. How about we take it outside?"
"Ha!! Trying to protect those monks..."
Before his words finished, Dang Yu-wol's flying dagger flew.
Every single one was razor-sharp.
Blocking them swiftly, the Thousand-Faced Venerable growled.
"In the middle of speaking...! Ugh?!"
"There's no such thing in a fight."
A cold sneer.
Dang Yu-wol unleashed his flying daggers without restraint.
Each one a killing blow.
The Thousand-Faced Venerable, who had been blocking them with ease, ground his teeth.
'That Poison Dragon bastard. Not to be underestimated.'
He had felled numerous transcendent experts.
And he already knew how vicious his poisons were.
He could not afford to be careless.
"Monks!! Now!!"
Hidden weapons and flying daggers rained down madly.
Amid the fierce assault, the Thousand-Faced Venerable's gaze shifted.
'Oh no!'
He had forgotten.
Though injured, there was another expert here.
'This guy's up to something.'
But he wasn't worried.
What was that dagger he had plunged into that monk, and the poison coated on it?
"Hahaha! That monk will never rise again!!"
-He seems poisoned.
Dang Yu-wol clicked his tongue briefly.
It was as Ye-ui said.
Green blood was oozing from the side of the fallen monk.
-Green Blood Remnant Soul Poison. If left like that, he'll die soon.
'Can't let that happen.'
"Haha! What are you thinking!!"
His hand moved.
Dozens of sharp energies flew like blades.
Nearly half targeted not Dang Yu-wol, but the scholar monks.
"Don't worry about here!!"
The scholar monks were guarded by Hwan-gyu and Shaolin Iron Fist.
Of course, they weren't letting their guard down.
There was no guarantee none of the scholar monks were colluding with the Thousand-Faced Venerable.
-In that state, Hwan-gyu can't move.
'No choice then. Ye-ui. Make me a paralyzing poison and a bleeding poison.'
-What are you planning?
'I'm going to use the Poisonous Blood Divine Art.'
A technique that absorbs poison and spreads it naturally around.
The Poison Lord's arts held little meaning in this situation.
-Doesn't that guy have strong resistance to poison? It'd be pointless.
'I'll use it on others.'
-Ah.
That changes things.
Inner energy rapidly drained from Dang Yu-wol's dantian.
He quickly swallowed the created poison mixed with another.
"Faster!!"
'Crazy bastard. How many hidden weapons does he have?'
He had already used over dozens.
And now more?
'Fine. Come at me. Once your weapons run out, I'll take your head.'
Right now, his subordinates were surely buying time by mimicking the Divine Investment.
So no need to worry about other Shaolin experts.
He laughed as he moved his hands.
"Hahaha! Is that all?!"
"Still a long way to go."
Dang Yu-wol's hidden weapons and flying daggers sped up even more.
As the Thousand-Faced Venerable's hands blurred to block them.
-Dooong!!
"Gahh!!"
The bell's toll reverberated, and the Thousand-Faced Venerable's side caved in.
"H-How...?"
With an incredulous expression, he turned his head.
There stood the monk who had fallen earlier, now risen.
"Clearly... cough! He was poisoned..."
"Counter-poison with poison."
Normally, one shouldn't use the counter-poison method like this.
It strains the body.
Considering the aftereffects, it's something you absolutely shouldn't do.
-But that monk ended up like that because he didn't believe what people said.
'Self-inflicted, so he'll have to bear the internal injuries.'
Thus, while unfolding the Poisonous Blood Divine Art, Dang Yu-wol had neutralized the old monk's poison.
"Cough! Cough! Namu Amida Butsu..."
"You damned... monk bastard!!"
A transcendent expert regaining his senses was a highly disadvantageous turn.
Thus, the Thousand-Faced Venerable reached out toward the old monk with a grotesque scream.
"Gah!!"
The old monk, vomiting blood, was struck by the palm force and tumbled across the floor.
-Thud!!
"Kuh!!"
Dang Yu-wol's hidden weapon embedded into the Thousand-Faced Venerable's arm.
Seeing the flying dagger deeply lodged in his arm, fury filled his eyes.
"I'll kill you!! Brat!!"
-Incoming!!
Mighty palm force poured from the Thousand-Faced Venerable's hands.
He spared no expense of the vast inner energy built from countless people's vital essences.
'Strong. But not pure.'
In terms of power alone, it rivaled sword energy.
But it was crude.
Dang Yu-wol gripped his Black Viper Sword tighter.
-Slash!!
"What?!"
With each swing of his sword, the palm force clumps were sliced and vanished.
What sorcery was this?
"You... you're a dangerous one."
"Only now do you realize?"
Dang Yu-wol smiled leisurely after effortlessly slicing dozens of palm forces to oblivion.
"Come at me, you bastard."
"I'll kill you."
Even his rage subsided.
All that remained was the obsession to kill.
The Thousand-Faced Venerable glared at him emotionlessly and moved to step forward.
"Capture Shaolin's enemy!!"
"Everyone! To this place!!"
"Tch...!!"
'Already?! I figured at least half a shichen left?'
"Did you think we just strolled in here?"
Hwan-gyu said coldly.
When bringing Shaolin Iron Fist, he had asked other warrior monks for help.
'Damn it... What now?'
If he didn't flee now, he'd have to face Shaolin head-on.
He had caught one transcendent expert, sure.
But Shaolin's power wasn't just that.
'However...'
That guy.
He had to catch that brat Dang Yu-wol now.
'Still in his early twenties. If he's this strong already...'
In a few years, he wouldn't even be able to face him.
Future threats must be eliminated.
But he had to escape.
Hesitation gripped the Thousand-Faced Venerable's feet.
And.
Unlike him, Dang Yu-wol did not hesitate.
If that bastard escaped successfully, the Three-Faced Phantom Armor would go to the Blood Cult.
Was he going to stand by and watch?
-Whoooong...!!
The inner energy infused into the Black Viper Sword amplified rapidly.
The Three Yang Return to Origin Art in his dantian raged wildly through his meridians.
Though wounds appeared here and there in his meridians, he did not hesitate.
"Hah!!"
"...Sword energy?!"
Green starlight gathered in the Black Viper Sword.
The moment sword energy formed, Dang Yu-wol hurled the Black Viper Sword at the Thousand-Faced Venerable.
"Gaaahh...!!"
It was a strike like a beam of light.
Had he not hesitated, he might have dodged or blocked.
That single moment of hesitation inflicted irrecoverable damage on the Thousand-Faced Venerable.
"Cough... cough..."
The Thousand-Faced Venerable clutched the Black Viper Sword lodged in his throat and glared at Dang Yu-wol with hatred.
"Ugh..."
He didn't look unscathed either.
His face showed considerable fatigue.
Yet.
Yet it was Dang Yu-wol who still stood.
'Damn... you...'
Meeting those icy eyes, the Thousand-Faced Venerable finally lost consciousness forever.
"Little brother!!"
One could tell how extraordinary the strike Dang Yu-wol had unleashed was.
And that it had exceeded his level.
"W-What is this?!"
"The Thousand-Faced Venerable!! He disguised himself as a Shaolin novice monk and infiltrated here!!"
"Gasp...!!"
"Ask the scholar monks for the rest!! We need to check on little brother first!!"
Pushing past the approaching warrior monks, Hwan-gyu rushed to Dang Yu-wol.
"Little brother! Pull yourself together!"
"...Please stand guard."
Dang Yu-wol murmured softly as he took out the Supreme Azure Pill.
Hwan-gyu's expression brightened upon seeing it.
'With the Supreme Azure Pill's potency...!'
Dang Yu-wol calmly pushed the Supreme Azure Pill into his mouth.
Then, in lotus position, he guided the medicinal energy.
"I'll help!"
As a Taoist elixir, Hwan-gyu skillfully guided the energy.
'I could do it alone.'
-But if he insists on helping, no need to refuse. Accept it.
Right. Accept the goodwill.
Dang Yu-wol focused on guiding the medicinal energy.
Hwan-gyu, with a hand on his back, was amazed.
'My god. Is this the work of a young man in his early twenties...!!'
He marveled at the astonishingly precise energy control.
Better than his own, honed over decades of meditation.
'Hardly anything for me to do.'
Then he'd just support to ensure not a bit of the energy was wasted.
Hwan-gyu assisted without disturbing him as much as possible.
"Huuu..."
After a long session of circulation, Dang Yu-wol opened his eyes.
He had healed all wounds in his meridians and dantian.
Even then, surplus energy made them sturdier and wider.
'Properly absorbed.'
-Excellent.
"Huu... Thank you for your hard work, monks."
Dang Yu-wol let out a sigh and cupped his fists in salute.
The Shaolin warrior monks hurriedly shook their heads at his greeting.
"Namu Amida Butsu. No, no need."
"You captured the evil infiltrator in Shaolin and protected the monks."
"It was only natural for us to help the benefactor."
Dang Yu-wol grinned at their words.
"But how did you know the Thousand-Faced Venerable had come here?"
Instead of answering, Dang Yu-wol just smiled.
Speaking on his behalf, Hwan-gyu said,
"Brother Dang predicted from the start that the Divine Investment was fake."
"Ooooo...!!"
"And he applied Thousand-Mile Tracking Fragrance to the Three-Faced Phantom Armor."
Thus luring the Thousand-Faced Venerable, he explained.
"Heavens... Is that true?"
Dang Yu-wol had only thought he was following Hwan-gyu.
To think even noticing the Thousand-Faced Venerable was Dang Yu-wol's doing.
"Namu Amida Butsu... This is the blessing of the murim..."