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To call it a complete wreck would be an understatement.The cracked jawbone was merely the beginning.Crack. Clatter.The inside of his mouth was completely shattered.Broken teeth spilled down his chin along with streams of blood.His flute lay shattered into pieces at his feet—who would ever look at this sight and think he was the First Priest Elder of the Blood Moon Cult?Belying his epithet of Ghost Moon Crippled Demon, Dan Gyo-ik writhed in agony, crawling across the ground like an insect."Ugh...…-
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'Oops.'After a brief moment of bewilderment, Dan Gyo-ik realized his mistake.In a confrontation between martial artists, momentum dictates everything.Yet how had he just acted?The moment Jeok-un appeared, he had been so startled that he stumbled backward right in front of his subordinates.He had surrendered the momentum before the fight had even begun.This was a fatal mistake.So Dan Gyo-ik quickly schooled his expression.He composed his unsettled face and hung a smile on his lips.The bastard…
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Hang So-wol was a direct descendant of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon King of Chu.Not only that, she was a descendant whose blood ran thicker than any before her.In her childhood, the blood of the Hegemon King had been a source of pride and honor to Hang So-wol.The elders of her clan had told her.That she was a special child.And so, she too poured all her strength into cultivating the power dwelling in her blood.For the sake of her family, which had fallen into ruin time and again and struggled even to survive from…
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In his past life, Jeok-un had lost a great deal.From his companions and his honor, down to his very own life.Yet it would be fine even if he lost everything.If he could save just one person.Mother.Yes, if he could save his mother.Jeok-un would give up everything without an inch of hesitation.Therefore, it had to be different in this life.It absolutely had to be different.Drawing the power of Dapple to its utmost limit, Jeok-un dashed straight toward the lodging quarters.Before long, his mother's room…
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Below the dueling ring, Tang So-pae watched the battle with both fists clenched tight.Fools.A sneer hung from the corner of his mouth.Hye-gong and Paeng Mu-gang.The two said to be the most outstanding among the rising stars of the Righteous Path.To think that such people would choose the disgraceful method of a joint attack.In fact, the night before the second round was confirmed, Hye-gong and Paeng Mu-gang had come to visit Tang So-pae as well.—Benefactor Tang, tomorrow I intend to face Benefactor…
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Kaifeng was heated from the morning.Day two of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Gathering had dawned.From early dawn, people flocked to the dueling grounds in droves, gathering like clouds.Thoom—! Thoom—! Thoom—!The sound of drums announcing the start split the sky of Kaifeng.The host, Seok Gap-su, climbed onto the platform and raised his voice."The second day of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Gathering! Today, just like yesterday, the Wild Heaven Lion of the Unorthodox Heaven, Jeok-un, will face three elites…
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The night in Kaifeng burned hotter than the day.This was because of the lingering shockwaves left behind by the results of the first day of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Gathering.It had been no mere martial arts match.It was more accurate to view it as a tidal wave shaking the very landscape of the murim."Did you all see it? The sword strikes of the Wild Heaven Lion?""Don't even get me started. In all my life, I've never seen such bizarre and overwhelming…
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Half a shichen. No, it hadn't even taken that long.That was the amount of time it took for two rising stars, praised as the future of the Righteous Path, to be sent flying out of the dueling ring.The tournament grounds were as silent as if doused in cold water.The jeers that had been pouring down on Jeok-un just moments ago—calling him a traitor and a lapdog of the Unorthodox Path—had evaporated into thin air.Only one thing remained.Visceral fear.Is... is that even human?Un-ryong and Sim Gu were…
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"......!"Un-ryong's expression turned menacing.It was because of Jeok-un's attitude.Wasn't he blatantly looking down on him?'Yawning? Hands behind his back?'How dare he act like that against him, the senior disciple of the Diancang Sect!'This son of a bitch......!'Un-ryong gritted his teeth.Rage surged up within him, but he had to control his emotions.That was the teaching of his sect.Because one who holds a sword must never be swayed by emotion.Forcing a sneer…
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Hang So-wol gazed quietly at her son's face.Sitting across from her, her son was frowning, complaining that the tea was too bitter.'Truly...'It struck her anew, and her heart overflowed with emotion.To think the baby who used to burrow into her arms when he was little had grown so tall.Hang So-wol set down her teacup and spoke quietly."Un.""Yes, Mother. What is it?""Nothing, I just wanted to call your name."She had called out to him without any particular…
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