Murim Login - Chapter 352
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‘They are coming.’
The scattered words from the Green Shadow Squad member. However, to Tang Sasuk, this realization hit like a bolt of lightning. It was the embodiment of the small unease he had been harboring in his heart, a conclusion drawn from his years of experience.
‘The monster isn’t alone!’
The one-armed man who killed his father and the Reverent Divine Nun, Gyeongcheonshinni. He was leading his subordinates toward the Tang Clan. The true mastermind’s identity, the number of people, and how they could traverse Sichuan like their backyard didn’t matter anymore. [1]
In the next moment, a thunderous voice erupted from Tang Sasuk’s lips.
“Prepare the First Circle, Third Party, and Fifth Squad to face the enemy!”
*Thud!*
The mighty cry imbued with overwhelming inner power shook the hall. The first to react were the guards surrounding the hall.
“Master!”
*Bang!*
As the guards broke into the hall, Tang Sasuk’s commands were already being relayed by the family members to every corner of the clan. In less than a moment, hundreds of Tang Clan members, brimming with venom and vengeance, would be assembled.
And…
‘I will show them what the revenge of the Tang Clan is.’
Despite his boiling emotions, Tang Sasuk’s eyes were cold as the northern winds.
“Master, what is going on?”
“Those who must die are coming. That’s all.”
Waving off his bewildered guards, he turned his gaze to the Green Shadow Squad member. The man’s tattered and blood-soaked attire was unmistakable evidence of battle.
“What happened? Report everything you saw and heard.”
The Green Shadow Squad member, now breathing more steadily, began his report in a weary voice.
“It started when we discovered a suspicious group near the Golden Hall.”
“A suspicious group?”
“Yes.”
“The Golden Hall is barely a half-day’s journey from the main house. The Beggars’ Sect and government forces had already completed their checks. How…”
Tang Sasuk’s eyes narrowed as he halted his words.
“…The government forces. It was the government forces, wasn’t it?”
The Green Shadow Squad member, eyes wide, nodded emphatically.
“Yes! They were definitely disguised as government troops.”
“Disguised, were they?”
*Tap, tap.*
Tang Sasuk drummed his skeletal fingers on the table. They had been outsmarted. The Beggars’ Sect and the government forces had expanded their search perimeter just two days ago, thinking the city was secure.
‘It wouldn’t have been difficult.’
The elite forces always get deployed first. The seasoned members of the Beggars’ Sect and government forces had already moved out of the city. Moreover, after thousands of government troops had wandered the city for almost ten days, it wouldn’t be hard for the disguised enemies to blend in.
“How many were there?”
“They moved in several groups to avoid suspicion, but we estimated at least three hundred.”
“Three hundred?”
“Yes, absolutely.”
Listening anxiously, the guard captain spoke confidently.
“Ha, only three hundred? They must be crazy. Isn’t that right, Uncle?”
“There are over three hundred warriors in the main house ready to fight. And besides, isn’t this exactly why we’ve fortified our defenses? They won’t even get past the walls before succumbing to our poisons and hidden weapons.”
It was then that Tang Sasuk’s lips parted.
“Shut up.”
“Pardon?”
“I said, shut up.”
“Uncle, why? It’s only three hundred. We can take care of them in no time…”
“Only three hundred?”
The fingers drumming on the table stopped abruptly. Tang Sasuk looked at his nephew with eyes full of pity.
“You know about the Blood Massacre of Gyeongwol, don’t you?”
“How could I not?”
The Blood Massacre of Gyeongwol was a forbidden topic within the Tang Clan. It was the shameful day fifty years ago when the Tang Clan had to abandon their ancestral home and flee.
Tang Sasuk had lost his only brother that day, and the guard captain had lost his father before he was even born.
“But this is different!”
Tang Sasuk responded to his nephew’s impassioned outburst with a cold voice.
“So, what exactly is different?”
“The Demonic Sect army was two thousand strong, and we only had three hundred warriors!”
“Until now, you’re roughly correct. Continue.”
“Even though we were defeated and had to retreat, our main house lost barely a hundred men, while the Demonic Sect suffered massive casualties, losing over a third of their forces.”
“That is also true. The damage they took delayed their conquest of Sichuan. The main house lost its land but gained even greater fame.”
“Then why!”
*Bang!*
The guard captain’s fist dented the metal table. He looked at his uncle with blazing eyes.
“Why are you afraid of just three hundred enemies? Fifty years ago, many times more enemies from the Demonic Sect had to spill endless blood to breach our defenses!”
His shout reverberated through the hall. Tang Sasuk’s reply was brief and simple.
“So, that’s all?”
“…Pardon?”
“You fool.”
Tang Sasuk sighed at his nephew’s bewildered look.
“The Blood Massacre of Gyeongwol is both a shameful history we must never forget and a testament to our clan’s strength.”
“Yes, and even now, the martial world praises our clan for our martial prowess and spirit.”
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Ignorance could be a curse. Tang Sasuk laughed hollowly at his nephew who still didn’t get it.
“Sure. And do you think they don’t know that?”
“What?”
“After the Great War, our clan built an impregnable fortress. We increased our numbers and armed them thoroughly. Who in the world doesn’t know this? Who doesn’t know the strength and determination our clan showed during the Blood Massacre of Gyeongwol?”
Facing his uncle’s thunderous reprimand, the guard captain finally realized the gravity of the situation. The three hundred enemies marching toward the Tang Clan were not to be taken lightly.
Meanwhile, Tang Sasuk’s seasoned judgment was quick and decisive.
“Sound the Tang War Drums.”
The guards, who had been frozen like statues, reacted with shock.
“The Tang War Drums?”
“Distribute poison and hidden weapons to everyone, regardless of age or gender. Even retired elders and those who don’t practice martial arts will join the fight. We will mobilize every resource we have.”
“Yes, sir!”
The guards, faces pale, swiftly moved to execute his orders.
When the sound of the Tang War Drums echoed through the Tang Clan, everyone would know. They were facing the threat of extinction.
And the one who felt the greatest sense of urgency was Tang Sasuk himself.
‘This is dangerous.’
His experience and instincts told him that this could surpass the horrors of Gyeongwol. As the sound marking the beginning of everything echoed, Tang Sasuk felt the gravity of the situation.
*Boom, boom, boom!*
The deep, resonant drumbeats filled the air. The guard captain muttered in awe.
“This is the Tang War Drum…”
The last time the Tang War Drum sounded was before he was born. Hearing it for the first time, the guard captain couldn’t hide his emotions.
“We’ve lost the initiative.”
“Uncle?”
The guard captain, turning his head hastily, saw the deeply solemn eyes of Tang Sasuk.
At the same time, shadowy figures swiftly entered the hall.
“Master!”
“The enemies are approaching! They are coming with war drums!”
“Their audacity is impressive. Truly impressive.”
The ten figures who entered stared in astonishment at the sight of Tang Sasuk laughing heartily.
“This is no time to laugh!”
“Master, please give us your orders!”
Their ages varied, from youths in their thirties to middle-aged men and elders like Tang Sasuk. But regardless of their age, these were individuals whose prowess was proven among hundreds of clan members.
Therefore, Tang Sasuk had given them a name.
“The Ten Wonders of the Tang Clan. You’ve arrived just in time.”
“Master, what’s going on! We need to…”
“Ask him about it.”
The Ten Wonders followed Tang Sasuk’s gaze. The Green Shadow Squad member, now the center of attention, gulped nervously.
“I will tell you everything I know!”
“That’s good to hear. But first…”
Tang Sasuk’s voice was soft.
“Aren’t you supposed to have one arm?”
At that moment, it felt like time had stopped. The majestic drumbeats, the frantic movements and shouts of the clan members, all seemed to pause.
Amidst the silence and shock, one person moved against the flow of time.
*Crack, snap.*
Bones elongated and contracted. Muscles swelled. The blood-soaked clothes tore, revealing the character “Tang” embroidered on the chest, now split in half.
Rising slowly, the Green Shadow Squad member was no longer a young man in his twenties, nor was he a Green Shadow Squad member at all.
“Your eyes are sharp. The Poison King raised a good successor.”
The middle-aged man smiled, touching his left arm. The skin color around the elbow joint was subtly different, as if it had been attached.
“And to answer your question… Just call it demonic arts.”
A green light flickered in Tang Sasuk’s eyes as he looked at the man.
“So it was you who killed my father.”
“Poison King Tang Samun. Truly impressive. I was honestly amazed. I lost my arm back then.”
Clenching and releasing his left fist, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
“The sensation isn’t quite the same. I wonder if it will ever be as it was…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll personally sever your head so you won’t have to worry about it.”
“We’ll help too.”
Rumble!
The overwhelming aura emanating from Tang Sasuk and the Ten Wonders of the Tang Clan shook the hall. Despite the deadly poison that could kill with a single breath, the middle-aged man, Seo Cheonmagoong, smiled nonchalantly.
“Try if you can.”
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Footnotes:
[1] Gyeongcheonshinni (경천신니, 敬天神尼): This title translates to “Reverent Divine Nun.” It refers to a highly respected and spiritually significant female martial artist, embodying reverence for heaven and possessing exceptional martial prowess.