Chapter 11
When she first met him, the situation was similar.
The only difference was that now, the roles in giving and receiving help were reversed.
Lee seon brushed off his clothes as he stood up.
“Thanks for the help, but this is my fight.”
“You should have told me sooner. I would have let you die.”
“……”
How he talks…
Tang Ha-ryeong glanced at Wi Yu-gi with a nod.
“Can’t exactly take it back now, can we?”
The moment she saw him, she didn’t even bother introducing herself and simply kicked him.
Of all things, she had to kick a madman who mutters about killing people whenever he gets a chance.
If he holds on until death, there’s no way he’ll just let it slide.
“…Yeah, seems difficult.”
Wi Yu-gi spat blood to the side.
“What a cursed day.”
Due to the poison spreading in his body, using his internal energy was daunting.
The faster and stronger he moved, the more rapidly and intensely the poison would spread in his body.
However, just because it was difficult to use his internal energy didn’t mean it was impossible.
Thus, Wi Yu-gi was deliberately limiting his internal energy use as much as possible.
It was all to seize a single opportunity.
He would wait until his opponent became accustomed to his speed, then suddenly unleash his full strength, catching them off guard.
The poison was indeed well-managed, but at most, this was a rookie who hadn’t even ventured out into Murim.
Even for a seasoned Murim warrior, reacting to such erratic movements was challenging.
In fact, he had succeeded in destabilizing his opponent mid-air.
Just a moment away from tearing the unguarded body to shreds.
‘That damn woman ruined it!’
Just as he was about to land the final blow,
that odd woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Wi Yu-gi glared at her with a seething gaze.
Tang Ha-ryeong hardened her expression ominously.
Despite landing a clean blow, he stood up unfazed.
A sign that he was on a level above her own.
Wi Yu-gi took a slow, scrutinizing look at the woman before him.
Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, coldly lowered, and her eyes, staring at him, were full of malice.
A beautiful flower with thorns,
a woman who would devour any fool lured in by her appearance.
“So, you’re Tang Ha-ryeong!”
A crimson aura began to exude from Wi Yu-gi’s body.
His pupils turned blood-red, gleaming in the darkness like fire.
“A heart… it’s just an extra heart, isn’t it? Hehehe.”
Demonic arts differ from ordinary martial arts.
While they provide rapid initial achievement, they come with significant side effects, often achieved through unconventional means.
Wi Yu-gi’s “Red-Handed Demonic Art” required killing people as a fundamental part of the technique.
The more blood he absorbed, the stronger his power grew.
As his hands became bloodstained, they gradually turned red, as if covered in shackles of blood.
Once completely blood-red, his bare hands could rival even weapons.
The aura of death would envelop his hands, decaying any living thing they touched.
A power capable of reducing his opponent to mere bloodstains.
Cruelty that increased through killing.
In the past, they called him “Blood Bird Hand” in Murim, and he was feared for this very reason.
However, as powerful as this technique was, it also had a fatal flaw.
“Hahaha…”
The more he used this technique, the more his demonic nature consumed him.
The longer the battle continued, the more he lost his mind.
Every time, he risked becoming a madman.
“I was looking for you. And you walked right into me!”
While he had reached the Extreme Demonic Stage, which extended his ability to control his sanity,
he could not rid the technique of its inherent side effects.
“…How does he know who I am?”
Her gaze shifted subtly to Lee seon.
Seeing the suspicion in her eyes, Lee seon snapped.
“It wasn’t me.”
“I didn’t even say anything.”
“You said it with your eyes.”
“…Did I really?”
Ignoring his sharp glance, Tang Ha-ryeong took a closer look at the man in front of her.
Pale skin, as if it had never seen sunlight.
Blood-red hands, as if soaked in blood.
An age-defying face.
There was no way she wouldn’t recognize such a distinctive martial artist.
From the names of renowned masters to rising prodigies,
many names passed through her mind, but none matched his description.
Which meant he must be an elder master who hadn’t appeared in decades.
“He seems like an elder master. Am I right?”
“I’d like to say no, but he himself says yes.”
Tang Ha-ryeong shot an exasperated look at Lee seon.
“So you told me to stay out of the fight? Are you out of your mind?”
The courage of a country boy who thought he could face an elder master alone was impressive.
Lee seon replied with a bitter expression.
“It’s not like I want to die. I just find it easier to fight alone.”
“If it wasn’t for me, you’d have been sliced into four pieces.”
“……”
Indeed, without Tang Ha-ryeong’s help, it would have been dangerous, so he had no rebuttal.
Poison arts are more suited for one-on-many fights than one-on-one.
He could accidentally poison his allies.
You can’t release poison while fighting alongside allies.
This is why both allies and enemies feared those who wielded poison arts.
“Do you really have no sense of fear? Can you afford to chat leisurely with me right in front of you?”
Wi Yu-gi chuckled.
“I’m curious to see how far that composure will last in front of me, Wi Yu-gi.”
“Wi Yu-gi? Are you Wi Yu-gi?”
Tang Ha-ryeong’s eyes widened.
“So, you recognize me?”
Yes, this was the reaction he expected.
Wi Yu-gi felt slightly disappointed that the poison user hadn’t recognized him.
Even after all these years, here he was, Wi Yu-gi, still alive!
Wi Yu-gi’s mouth stretched from ear to ear.
There’s no one who dislikes the timely acknowledgment that comes after stating their name.
Lee seon was curious as well.
“So, he must be famous if even you know him?”
Both pairs of eyes turned toward Tang Ha-ryeong.
Tang Ha-ryeong lightly shook her head.
“Actually, I don’t know him. I just pretended to know since it was a name I hadn’t heard before.”
“You wretched girl!”
Tang Ha-ryeong frowned.
“More than that, I don’t know you, so how is it you recognized me?”
“Why wouldn’t I know the daughter of the Poison King?”
“…Do you know the head of my clan?”
“Of course.”
Wi Yu-gi’s gaze drifted off as if looking into a distant place.
“I know him well. The Poison King and I, we’ve met on the battlefield many times.”
Tang Ha-ryeong scoffed.
“Lies.”
“You’re saying I’m lying?”
“Yes.”
A smug smile appeared at the corner of Tang Ha-ryeong’s mouth as she nodded.
“If you had really faced the head of my clan on the battlefield, there’s no way you’d be alive right now.”
It was her pride in the martial artist known as the Poison King and her absolute trust in the Tang Clan’s leader.
“Seeing his face on the battlefield might be true, but if you actually fought with him, you wouldn’t be walking around in one piece now. Maybe you barely managed to escape with your life the moment you saw his face.”
Wi Yu-gi was so agitated that he was practically spitting.
“You snake of a woman! Watch your tongue…!”
Tang Ha-ryeong coldly rebuked him as he fumed in place.
“Hmph, do you think the direct descendant of the Tang Clan would speak so carelessly about our leader’s conduct?”
“…You’re really saying he didn’t mention me at all?”
Wi Yu-gi muttered, seemingly in a daze.
Tang Ha-ryeong dealt the final blow.
“When my father mentioned the enemies who’d given him a hard time, I never heard about anyone like you.”
“That… that can’t be.”
“Perhaps you weren’t even a worthy adversary for him to bring up.”
Wi Yu-gi was left speechless, as if his tongue had turned to lead.
‘…She really struck a nerve.’
Yi-seon couldn’t help but be amazed.
Tang Ha-ryeong was essentially saying, “You’ve never fought my father, have you? Or, if you did, maybe you were so insignificant he didn’t find it worth remembering.”
From Wi Yu-gi’s perspective, neither option was something he could accept.
Her words utterly crushed the pride of this old veteran.
She’s unbelievably ruthless!
Yi-seon almost wondered if her tongue was coated in poison.
Tang Ha-ryeong wielded a venomous tongue, indeed.
He was grateful she wasn’t an enemy.
Had they met as foes, he might have lost his composure and made a mistake handling poison.
Now that he thought about it, having restrained her mouth was a very wise decision.
Wi Yu-gi’s face turned red, and his body trembled.
“D-Dare you… spout such nonsense…”
He was so furious he could barely form his words.
Cough!
Wi Yu-gi spat dark red blood from his mouth.
Whether it was from the pain or shock of spitting blood, the murky, blood-filled eyes overtaken by demonic madness briefly regained focus.
His chilling red eyes twisted grotesquely.
Those bloodstained eyes, filled with anger, madness, and pain, locked onto Tang Ha-ryeong.
Droplets of blood fell from his eyes.
Just witnessing his determination was enough to make one’s spine tingle.
“Even if it kills me today, I’ll tear you apart.”
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