The Poison Eagle's Return
Tang Myung threw his full power into his lightness technique and his inner energy was now transforming from the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong into the Samyang Shin-gong.
The Tang Family’s representative martial art, the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong, was built on safety. The clan’s masters had consumed countless medicines and poisons.
That was why the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong, which could absorb or suppress any attribute of medicine or poison, was used.
The Samyang Shin-gong was also based on the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong, so the change in inner energy happened naturally.
While before it had been like water, embracing everything without discrimination, now it had changed into three energies: Soyang, Yangmyeong, and Taeyang.
Soyang regulated the energy, Yangmyeong absorbed it, and Taeyang released it.
The Soyang energy controlled the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong’s energy and the Yangmyeong energy absorbed it into the dantian.
The Taeyang energy circulated the dantian energy throughout the body, infusing power into Tang Myung’s lightness technique and his martial arts.
‘The Samyang Shin-gong is truly profound.’
Compared to operating the Simyang Gwiwon Shin-gong, his lightness technique felt faster. Tang Myung was amazed and shot forward with even greater momentum.
Piiik!
And just then the Poison Eagle let out another cry.
As if saying, why did you leave me behind? As if wondering why I don’t know where my master is going.
He glanced up at the sky. Tang Myung saw the Poison Eagle hovering above his head and smiled bitterly.
‘The Poison Eagle is in danger now.’
If it flew like that, the Demonic Cult’s arrows could have hit it.
Tang Myung quickly took out a sachet and shook it vigorously.
As the scent grew stronger, the Poison Eagle began its steep descent.
Piiik!
Tang Myung sighed at the Poison Eagle’s ungrateful and loud crying.
But there was no choice. The Poison Eagle, which had ruled the skies as the king under the Tang Family’s protection, where else would it have hidden him?
Piiik!
As it landed with a flutter on his shoulder, Tang Myung quickly opened the message tube and stuffed the message he had just written into it and sent it flying.
“Go!”
Tang Myung’s urgent shout made the Poison Eagle look at him once before soaring into the sky.
Paaat!
At the same moment Tang Myung ran, daggers flew toward them and stabbed the ground.
Papapat! Huiik!
Luckily the Poison Eagle had already risen high into the sky and avoided the daggers, and Tang Myung was also able to dodge them.
“That way!”
“Get him!”
Tang Myung hurriedly sprinkled his hand into the air at the sound of the Demonic Cult masters chasing.
Hwaaak!
Tang Myung ran and unfurled the message as he watched the poison powder fly in all directions from his hand.
“The Tang Family will lay traps around the area. Do not attempt to enter the main house.”
Tang Myung smiled at the content of the message. The main house had the same thought as him.
Running with a smile, Tang Myung heard screams in his ears.
“Poison!”
“Guek!”
“Consume the antidote and chase!”
Tang Myung checked the bottles of poison in his pocket at the screams in his ears.
‘Particulate poison.’
It was not a deadly poison. It was simply a poison that acted on the nose and induced a light sneeze.
There was no need for an antidote; just wash the nose with water and cover the face with cloth to prevent it.
But in this situation it was effective.
Hwaaak!
Tang Myung, who had sprayed the particulate poison, ran even faster.
And…
“Achoo!”
“This… guek! Achoo!”
“Achoo!”
From behind came the sound of sneezing.
Tang Myung quickly began running.
Merely starting to sneeze was enough. It felt like nothing, but the whole body muscle twitched at once.
Moreover, warriors circulated inner energy through breathing. When they sneezed, the flow of inner energy disrupted, and lightness technique was hindered.
Paaat!
Feeling the scent of the warriors chasing behind him fade away, Tang Myung prepared to use another poison.
“Your skill is quite good.”
Tang Myung hurriedly moved his hand at the sudden voice.
Sasasak!
The silver threads loosened from Tang Myung’s wrist swept through the air.
Sasasak!
The silver threads swept around and cut through branches and grass without leaving a trace.
“Ho! Truly, the Tang Family’s weapon-making technique is excellent.”
At the voice again, Tang Myung’s face hardened.
‘A master. And… stronger than even the Black Wind Unit leader.’
Tang Myung tried to throw his body, but laughter rang out.
“Boy, if you move you die.”
Tang Myung bit his lip and looked at the direction of the voice.
“The Young Family Head of the Tang Family pays respects to this old man.”
“An old man… it seems the etiquette education was well done, seeing as you did not call me by my name.”
A figure appeared. It was an old man with a handsome white beard and white hair.
“I am Tang Myung.”
The old man smiled at Tang Myung’s words.
“Tang Myung… among the Four Bright Names of Sichuan, the Silver Dragon of the Heavens?”
“People only regarded me favorably.”
“There is no fame in the martial world.”
Then the old man looked at Tang Myung’s wrist.
“Is that the famous Silver Dragon of the martial world?”
“Yes.”
“It will be a good gift for our school.”
Tang Myung smiled as he looked at the old man who seemed to think it was already his.
“You seem to have a high reputation in the Ming Cult… I will tell you my respectful name, senior.”
The old man smiled pleasantly at Tang Myung’s words.
“Hahaha! There is a reason for the Tang Family’s high reputation. You even know how to treat elders like this.”
Then the old man stroked his beard and said,
“This old man is Guangming Wusa from the Ming Cult.”
“Guangming Wusa…”
Tang Myung’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You know about Guangming Wusa?”
“Isn’t he the fourth in the Ming Cult’s ranking?”
“Fourth?”
Guangming Wusa frowned.
“Who said fourth! It’s third!”
“Huh?”
“Hmph! Guangming Wusa is third! The Guangming Zuosa is fourth!”
At Guangming Wusa’s words, Tang Myung cupped his hands and bowed his head.
“Our information on the Ming Cult was lacking.”
Guangming Wusa clicked his tongue lightly and looked at Tang Myung.
“If I could, I would want to spread this information in the martial world… but the order to exterminate the Tang Family has been issued, so I cannot do that. Considering your respect for your master, I will make it as painless as possible.”
As he spoke, Guangming Wusa raised his hand. Tang Myung hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed his head.
“Before my disciple leaves, there is something I wish to hear from Guangming Wusa.”
“…Usually such cases lead to problems later… but it does not matter. What is it?”
“Why the main house?”
“You are curious about that?”
“Yes.”
Guangming Wusa withdrew his hand and said while supporting himself.
“When our school entered the martial world, there were two places that were the most troublesome. What do you think?”
“One of them is the main house?”
“Correct. The masters of the Tang Family find poisons and weapons very troublesome. Moreover, Tang Family members are skilled in medicine, so they can heal severely injured masters on the battlefield. Looking at that, the Tang Family is a sect that is twice or three times more troublesome than Shaolin or Mount Wudang.”
“Then… which one is the other?”
“The other is the Zhuge Clan Residence.”
“The Zhuge Clan Residence?”
“When our school fights with Central Plains, they always have the Zhuge Clan handle their heads, don’t they?”
“Then is the Zhuge Clan Residence also being attacked now?”
“You have many curious things, don’t you?”
Guangming Wusa smiled, looked at Tang Myung intently, and nodded.
“Correct.”
Guangming Wusa smiled and looked at Tang Myung.
“Then…
Guangming Wusa placed his hand on the ground.
Kwang! Ujikkeun!
And silver threads were pulled from Guangming Wusa’s hand.
Udu dduk!
Seeing the silver threads surging from the ground, Guangming Wusa laughed.
“Is this your last move?”
Tang Myung’s face hardened at Guangming Wusa’s words. While talking to him, he had subtly loosened the silver threads to make them pierce the ground and hide beneath it.
He had made the trap while talking secretly…
“Kkukku! You are being bold.”
A killing intent appeared in Guangming Wusa’s eyes.
Ttat!
Instantly a silver thread fell from Tang Myung’s bracelet. The silver thread melted in.
Chwaaak!
“Guek!”
Instantly Guangming Wusa groaned.
The silver thread had melted and turned into extreme poison.
Paaat!
Tang Myung stretched his hand with all his power.
Chwaruruk! Chwaruruk!
The threads holding the weapons from Tang Myung’s body fell and swung toward Guangming Wusa.
Chwaaak! Chwaaak!
The threads loosened and the weapons poured toward Guangming Wusa all at once.
Guangming Wusa stomped the ground hard.
Kwang! Swaaak!
The ground exploded and the soil flew into the air.
Papapat! Chaechaechack!
The weapons dug into the soil and bounced off.
Paaat!
Tang Myung did not look at the result and stamped the ground himself.
It was his best attack possible… but he had not expected this to work.
Papat!
As he kicked the ground, Tang Myung hurriedly left the spot.
Hwaaak! Hwaaak!
While running, Tang Myung detoxified all the poisons he had.
There was no reason to leave the poison behind. If he could not leave this spot, he would die.
“You said if you move you die!”
Instantly the ground surged and cracked, and Guangming Wusa ran out.
Guangming Wusa, who had narrowed the distance in an instant, grabbed Tang Myung’s neck in one breath.
Ttat! Udu dduk!
“Guek!”
With Tang Myung groaning, Guangming Wusa smiled.
“Farewell.”
And Tang Myung’s vision began to blur.
Tang Myung had met his third death.
***
“Young Family Head, what are you staring at?”
Tang Hong lightly touched his shoulder, and Tang Myung turned to him. Then he touched his neck with his hand.
The pain of the broken neck from just now still felt clear.
“Why are you like this? Does your neck hurt?”
Tang Hong’s smiling words made Tang Myung touch his neck with his hand for a moment, sigh, and stamp the ground.
“Eh? Where are you going?”
Tang Myung suddenly unfolded his lightness technique, and Tang Hong was surprised and hurriedly followed.
Tang Myung arrived at the octagonal pavilion in an instant and looked at Tang Cheon-deuk with a puzzled expression.
In that gaze, Tang Myung took a deep breath and released his inner energy.
Hwaaak!
Tang Cheon-deuk’s face showed surprise at Tang Myung suddenly releasing inner energy, and the Milyeong Unit Leader had appeared with weapons in both hands.
“You… Young Family Head, what are you doing?”
Tang Hong, who entered next, shouted in surprise. Tang Myung looked at Tang Cheon-deuk.
“The Samyang Shin-gong.”
Tang Cheon-deuk looked at him with a puzzled expression and said,
“Where did you learn it?”
“I received it from Father.”
“From me?”
“From now on, everything I say is the truth… and the momentum that appeared from my body is the evidence.”
Then Tang Myung looked at the Milyeong Unit Leader.
“Before that, please give the order to the Milyeong Unit Leader.”
“Order? What order?”
“There are Demonic Cult masters hiding around the main house.”
Kkeok!
Tang Cheon-deuk was surprised and pushed off the ground.
“What are you saying?”
“Please give the order first to the Milyeong Unit Leader.”
Tang Cheon-deuk looked at the Milyeong Unit Leader.
“Were there suspicious people around the main house?”
“No confirmed cases.”
“Search. Assume there is a Demonic Cult master.”
“Understood.”
The Milyeong Unit Leader was about to bow his head when Tang Myung hurriedly said,
“Calculate two shijin later and have them search.”
“Two shijin later? What do you mean?”
“If the Milyeong Unit searches the surroundings, there will be procedures according to the search range.”
“…”
Tang Myung said as he saw the Milyeong Unit Leader looking confused.
“Start the search and assume we did not find a Demonic Cult master for two shijin, then continue the search in the expanded range after that.”
“What does that mean…?”
The Milyeong Unit Leader sent a questioning look. But for Tang Myung it was natural.
Even if the Milyeong Unit had searched around for more than two shijin and still not found a Demonic Cult member,
Then it would be set for two shijin later and search around.