Murim Login - Chapter 311
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“Accept the quest.”
[Ding!]
-You have accepted the sudden quest, [Crisis at Yongbong Escort Agency]!
-Jin Taekyung, you’re really getting the hang of making your own quests now.
I smiled faintly as I extended my right hand. My palm, reddened with the heat of the True Fire Palm technique, struck the side of the axe with formidable speed.
BANG!
With a thunderous sound, the enormous figure of Cheonryeokbu was pushed back, stumbling three steps away. His face twisted in shock and rage.
“What… What is this?”
“What do you think? You messed with the wrong guy.”
I grinned and looked up and down at Cheonryeokbu.
This wasn’t the fake level 10 Cheonryeokbu I encountered long ago, but the real deal, a level 90 powerhouse.
‘Wow. The real one is definitely different.’
He was much bigger and looked terrifying enough to make bandits weep, and his martial arts were on a completely different level.
Seeing this Cheonryeokbu brought back old memories.
‘Back then, the rumor that I defeated this guy spread, and my reputation soared.’
It was a time when my name was being re-evaluated within the Tae Won Jin clan.
In the process, people mistakenly thought the fake Cheonryeokbu was the real one, helping me shed my reputation as the disgrace of the family bit by bit.
‘Feels like it was just yesterday.’
Cheonryeokbu stared at me with wary eyes, snapping me out of my reverie.
“Who… who the hell are you?”
“Me? I’m the guy who’s going to kill you twice.”
“What… what did you say?”
“There’s such a thing.”
“Killing me twice, what nonsense… Wait. No way?”
Cheonryeokbu’s voice cut off abruptly.
With a rigid face, he stared at me and suddenly shouted as if struck by lightning.
“The Sleeping Dragon of Mount Han!”
“Oh? You know?”
“I heard such rumors about a year ago… No, that’s not important.”
His voice faltered, and his tone naturally became more respectful.
“Are you really Jin Taekyung, the hero of Tae Won Jin clan?”
“Not a hero, but yes, I’m Jin Taekyung.”
When I nodded calmly, the sound of gasps echoed from all around.
Bandits and escorts alike looked at me with eyes wide in shock. The gaze I felt from beside me was particularly piercing.
[488 Ju Hwaran]
Her smooth lips parted slightly, and a clear voice flowed out.
“Are… you the Sleeping Dragon of Mount Han?”
“Yeah. That’s what people call me.”
With large, black eyes looking up at me, she suddenly performed a polite martial salute.
“Ju Hwaran, the deputy leader of Yongbong Escort Agency, greets you, Jin Taekyung.”
“Ah, yes. Nice to meet you.”
Am I more famous than I thought?
I never expected to meet hundreds of people who knew me in the middle of the night on a mountain path thousands of li from Mount Han.
And even less did I expect the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my 28 years of life to recognize me first.
‘Wow, people can actually look like that.’
Words like ‘pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ don’t do justice to Ju Hwaran’s appearance.
As I blamed my limited vocabulary while gazing at her, a bandit leader cleared his throat.
“Now that I think about it, don’t we have some maintenance work to do on the mountain fort today?”
“Yes, you’re right. I almost forgot.”
With awkward coughs, hundreds of bandits slowly began to retreat.
As I turned my head, I saw Cheonryeokbu and the bandits of Black Rock Retreat retreating cautiously.
I waved my hand at Cheonryeokbu.
“Hey, Cheonryeokbu.”
Cheonryeokbu’s body stiffened.
“…Cheonryeokbu?”
“Yes, our Cheonryeokbu. Where are you going?”
His face was a sight to behold, contorting and smoothing out repeatedly.
With a mix of rising anger and patience, Cheonryeokbu barely managed to squeeze out a voice.
“I have some business at the mountain fort.”
“So why are you leaving without permission?”
The cold silence descended over the clearing.
Cheonryeokbu’s hand gripping the axe turned white, but that was all.
Just one clash.
But everyone here, including Cheonryeokbu, must have realized that I was a superior master.
Of course, the root of Cheonryeokbu’s hesitation wasn’t just fear of me.
“Where is the Fire King?”
Where else would he be? He’s sleeping soundly on my back.
I had covered him thoroughly with fur, ensuring no one would imagine the formidable Fire King was unconscious and carried on a makeshift stretcher.
‘Besides, it must not be known that the master has fallen.’
If that became known, all sorts of pests, including the Dark Heaven Sect, would flock.
I chuckled inwardly while keeping my expression composed.
“Why do you ask about my master?”
“Just curious, really.”
“Are you close with my master?”
“No, I just respect him…”
“Don’t ever speak like that again. If you act chummy, my master will get pissed. He’ll probably break a few of your ribs.”
“You’re being too harsh.”
Cheonryeokbu gritted his teeth and looked around. He quickly scanned me, Ju Hwaran, and the members of Yongbong Escort Agency, finally focusing on the faces of the bandits slowly coming down the hill, before turning his gaze back to me.
“So he’s not here?”
“What if he isn’t?”
“If he’s not…”
Thunk.
Cheonryeokbu rested his axe on his shoulder.
“Then things change.”
“Like your tone now?”
“Tired of humoring a brat.”
“Funny, doesn’t seem like anything would change whether my master is here or not.”
“That’s because you’re a naive kid.”
“In what way?”
“I admit your martial arts are beyond expectations. But comparing yourself to your master is foolish.”
Cheonryeokbu sneered and raised his hand. At the same time, five hundred bandits lifted their weapons and took a step forward.
It seemed just knowing that the Fire King wasn’t here had restored his confidence.
“The Fire King Jeok Cheon-Gang is indeed a master beyond masters. But can you alone turn this situation around?”
I looked around. Yongbong Escort Agency had around seventy people left.
Half of them didn’t know any martial arts, and even the escorts who could fight looked exhausted.
In contrast, Cheonryeokbu’s bandits numbered about five hundred.
With a force ten times larger, Cheonryeokbu could certainly feel confident.
However.
“Let’s see if we can turn things around.”
“Ha ha! Give it your best shot.”
“I intend to.”
In an instant, the smile vanished from Cheonryeokbu’s face.
Because I had erased the five-step distance in a single bound, my fist hurtling forward.
‘Flame Destruction Fist.’
Rumble.
Compressed air exploded. Wind split and intense heat burst forth.
The strike that had shattered a nameless cliff in Songshan was aimed at the bandits clustered like ants.
At the forefront was Cheonryeokbu.
BOOM!
With a sky-splitting roar, dust and steam billowed up.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
System notifications filled my ears without pause. The bandits were too low-level to even gain experience from. There was no need or reason to use a spear.
I simply poured my martial arts into the enemies beyond the chaotic mist.
CRASH!
I struck, slashed, and crushed anything in my path.
Amid the overturned ground, blood and screams mingled.
“Argh!”
“Kill him!”
“There he is!”
Whoosh! Thud!
Dozens of thrown weapons belatedly pierced the ground around me.
Their movements were sluggish. I could see clearly where their weapons would go.
‘Easy. Almost shockingly so.’
On the other hand, my movements were precise and devastating. Each step brought forth several screams.
The bandits, in a panic, couldn’t distinguish friend from foe and swung their weapons madly.
Slash! Thud!
“Ah! You idiot!”
“King Arm?”
“Yes, it’s me! You idiot!”
“Sorry, I thought you were him…”
I whispered into the bandit’s ear.
“This time, it’s really me.”
Crack!
With just enough strength and speed, I twisted his neck. He crumpled without a sound.
Before his body hit the ground, I was already moving.
‘Flame Step.’
The secret technique of the Flame Sect, now at level six.
As I dashed, flames trailed through the mist. The area brightened, revealing a tall bandit leader.
Our eyes met in midair.
“There you are.”
“Jin Taekyung, you bastard…”
Gritting his teeth, Cheonryeokbu lunged. The extreme heat of my palm burned the air as it flew toward his chest.
Swoosh!
The full force of the Flame Destruction Fist.
Red energy poured out from the massive axe he swung with the momentum of a single stroke.
Just before the two energies clashed, Cheonryeokbu shouted with a thunderous voice.
“Die!”
CRACK!
With the clash, a massive wave of energy exploded.
Close enough to feel each other’s breath. Cheonryeokbu’s eyes reflected my cold face.
His shattered axe and my hand that had pierced through his chest and emerged from his back.
Whoosh!
“Ugh… What…?”
There was no flood of blood. The heat of the Flame Destruction Fist had already vaporized the liquid.
Cheonryeokbu’s lips, cracked like a parched desert, trembled as he muttered.
“You… who are you…”
“Didn’t you tell me to turn the tables?”
With a final word, I withdrew my hand from his chest. His body, already charred from the first Flame Destruction Fist, was covered in burns.
As he looked down at his burnt chest, Cheonryeokbu muttered in a broken voice.
“This is… impossible…”
That unfinished sentence became his last words.
Thud. His huge body collapsed, and the system notification rang out.
[Ding.]
-You have defeated [093 Bang Yeol]!
-You have completed [Cheonryeokbu Subjugation]!
-You have gained a significant amount of experience points!
A gust of wind blew across the clearing, swirling around Black Rock Mountain. As the haze cleared, everyone’s eyes widened at the scene.
“This can’t be…”
The once top-ranking bandit leader, among the twenty highest in the Green Forest Alliance across the continent, Cheonryeokbu Bang Yeol, lay dead.
Scattered around were the bodies of over a hundred bandits who had died in the melee.
The remaining four hundred bandits looked at me with eyes filled with terror.
No, everyone who had witnessed this scene was stunned.
“The Fire King…”
Fire King Jeok Cheon-Gang.
Fifty years ago, he had exterminated a thousand demons of the Dark Heaven Sect in an unnamed wilderness.
The legend of the Flame Sect was proven through the myth of the Fire King, and that legacy was now embodied in me.
“Choose. Die here or…”
My whole body felt like it was on fire. The intense heat of extreme yang energy leaked from between my teeth, releasing a white mist.
I glared at the enemies with eyes blazing like fire.
“Submit.”
Clang.
Someone’s weapon fell powerlessly to the ground, followed by hundreds more as four hundred weapons clattered to the earth.
[Ding.]
-You have completed the [Subjugation of Black Rock Retreat]!
-You have successfully completed the quest [Crisis at Yongbong Escort Agency]!
-You have gained a significant amount of experience points!
-Level up!
The cheerful chime signaled the end of the battle.