Chapter 449

Go Su-gyeong froze in the middle of taking off her clothes.

A few traps were set up around her room. They were simple, but of a kind that ordinary Martial Artists could never detect. They were that efficient, and if someone had been caught in a trap, she would have been alerted immediately.

The opponent had infiltrated after neutralizing all the traps she had set. Such a man could not be an ordinary being.

Skin whiter than a woman’s and a beautiful face.

The moment she saw him, she recognized his identity at a glance.

“Pyo… Wol!”

“Did So Yeowol order this?”

“You’re so impatient. Women don’t like men who are in such a hurry.”

“The women I’ve met said otherwise.”

“Hah! Then again, if you whispered with that face, they would all fall for you. I wonder how many women have fallen for that face of yours?”

Thud!

The clothes she had half-taken off fell to the floor.

Go Su-gyeong placed both hands on her slender waist and said.

“How am I? Compared to the women you’ve held.”

“Beautiful.”

“Am I worth embracing?”

Go Su-gyeong untied the ribbon of her inner garment and approached Pyo Wol.

An alluring smile graced her face.

It was a face and expression beautiful enough to tempt any man.

The closer she came, the stronger her fragrant Body Scent became.

Go Su-gyeong reached out a white hand and wrapped it around Pyo Wol’s neck. Then she met his gaze.

“How about it? Don’t you want to hold me?”

“I do want to hold you.”

“Then hold me. I’ll be your woman tonight.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m afraid of the needle on the ring you’re wearing.”

“Eek!”

In an instant, Go Su-gyeong’s expression changed as she thrust the finger with the ring toward Pyo Wol’s nape.

On the inside of the ring, a needle so fine it was hard to distinguish with the naked eye had popped out.

The needle was coated with a deadly poison, and a single prick meant instant death.

The reason Go Su-gyeong had uncharacteristically tried to seduce Pyo Wol was for this very moment.

The poison-coated needle was just about to pierce Pyo Wol’s neck.

Chomp!

Suddenly, something shot out from Pyo Wol’s collar and bit her finger.

“What?”

Go Su-gyeong’s face instantly turned black.

Her head suddenly spun, and her vision darkened.

It was a symptom of being poisoned by a deadly toxin.

The thing that had bitten Go Su-gyeong’s finger was none other than Ghost Fang.

Bitten by Ghost Fang, Go Su-gyeong failed to stab Pyo Wol with the poison needle and collapsed on the spot.

“Heuk!”

Go Su-gyeong clutched her throat with both hands.

Her throat was swelling, making it difficult to breathe.

Pyo Wol knelt on one knee to meet Go Su-gyeong’s gaze.

“Were you ordered by So Yeowol?”

“Heuk!”

Go Su-gyeong gasped for breath as she looked at Pyo Wol. Her eyes were so bloodshot they looked as if they would spill blood at any moment.

“Speak!”

At Pyo Wol’s cold words, Go Su-gyeong bit her lip hard.

The pain, as if her whole body was being seared by fire, made it impossible to stay conscious. She instinctively knew she could not survive.

To survive after being poisoned by such a deadly toxin, one would need a Spirit Medicine on the level of a Great Revival Pill.

Common sense dictated that such a Spirit Medicine was not common.

Her death was a foregone conclusion.

Since her death was certain, there was no reason to tell the truth.

Go Su-gyeong revealed her blood-stained lips and spoke with difficulty.

“Go to… hell!”

Cough!

In that moment, she vomited black blood.

Her body convulsed a few times, then became still.

She was dead.

It was an end befitting a venomous person.

Although he had learned nothing from her death, Pyo Wol was not disappointed.

A corpse told more than one might think.

Pyo Wol opened her palm and examined it.

The part of her palm extending from her little finger was covered in calluses. It was a common mark found on Martial Artists who held their swords in a reverse grip.

In Jianghu, there were not many who held their swords in a reverse grip.

One of them was Assassins, just like Pyo Wol.

The traps Go Su-gyeong had set around her room were also of the kind that Assassins typically used to protect their lodgings.

Given her age, it was unlikely she had learned the Killing Method directly from So Yeowol, but it was clear she too had lived the life of an Assassin.

Pyo Wol searched Go Su-gyeong’s belongings and her residence.

Coo! Coo!

Just then, the cooing of a pigeon reached Pyo Wol’s ears.

There was a hidden space behind the wall.

Inside, he saw a pigeon in a cage.

It was a carrier pigeon, commonly used for communication.

It seemed to be what Go Su-gyeong used to report to her superior.

Pyo Wol took out the cage and placed it on the table.

“Who goes there?”

“Huh! Leader.”

Suddenly, the door opened, and a wary voice was heard.

Turning his head, he saw Go Su-gyeong’s Subordinates looking back and forth between Pyo Wol and the corpse with shocked expressions.

Seeing Go Su-gyeong’s already blackened corpse, they clenched their fists.

“What happened to the leader?”

“That man is…”

The man who had been running a stall to monitor the Zigong Merchant Group was startled when he saw Pyo Wol’s face.

It was the face drawn on the wanted posters.

“It’s Pyo, Pyo Wol.”

“What did you say?”

“Damn it!”

Just as the other men were drawing their weapons in surprise.

Fwip-fwip-fwip!

Pyo Wol unleashed his Soul Restraining Thread.

The thread made of qi pierced the brows of all the men except for the one who had been running the stall.

They died without even a scream.

Only one man survived.

“H-How?”

The man’s eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck.

His comrades had all died in an instant, leaving him the sole survivor, and he was utterly dumbfounded.

Pyo Wol approached him.

“Ugh!”

The man let out a pained groan and backed away.

His body was trembling like an aspen leaf.

His fear was even greater because he had recognized Pyo Wol’s identity.

“R-Reaper…”

“Who is it? The one who ordered you to watch me.”

“I, I don’t know anything.”

“Was it So Yeowol?”

“I don’t know.”

Stab!

At that moment, a fiery pain shot through his shoulder.

Pyo Wol had pierced his shoulder with the Soul Restraining Thread.

“Kuaaack!”

The man let out a belated, desperate scream.

In that instant, Pyo Wol unleashed the Soul Restraining Thread again, piercing his thigh.

The man couldn’t bear it and fell to his knees.

“D-Do you think I’ll talk?”

The man was also hardened by torture.

He could endure ordinary pain with a smile.

Pyo Wol smiled as he looked at the confidently speaking man.

In that moment, the man felt a chill run down his entire body.

Pyo Wol placed his index finger on the man’s palm and said.

“I recently discovered a new use for the Soul Restraining Thread. Aren’t you curious?”

“Not at all.”

“It doesn’t matter. You’re about to find out.”

“What?”

Stab!

At that moment, the Soul Restraining Thread dug into his palm.

The Soul Restraining Thread, lodged in the center of his palm, burrowed directly into his blood vessel.

“Kuaaaaaah!”

A desperate scream erupted from the man’s mouth.

The Soul Restraining Thread traveled along his blood vessel up to his torso. The pain of the Soul Restraining Thread tearing through his blood vessels was more intense than any pain he had ever felt.

“S-Save… Just kill me instead!”

The man begged, writhing in agony.

Pyo Wol kept his index finger on the man’s palm and said.

“If you want to die, tell me everything you know.”

“Keeeeuh!”

Tears and snot streaming down his face, the man nodded his head frantically.

Only then did Pyo Wol withdraw the Soul Restraining Thread.

Fearing that Pyo Wol would torture him with the Soul Restraining Thread again, the man spoke quickly.

“I, I don’t know anything. The leader handles everything. The leader reports to her superior with a carrier pigeon once every five days. And today is that day.”

“Is that true?”

“It’s the truth. If you spare me, I’ll help you.”

“How?”

“Th-That is…”

The man stammered.

In that instant, Pyo Wol struck the man’s vital point.

The man’s eyes rolled back, and he stopped breathing.

Killing him painlessly was the greatest mercy Pyo Wol could offer.

Pyo Wol gazed at the man’s corpse for a moment before picking up the cage and going outside.

When he opened the cage door, the carrier pigeon flew up into the sky.

After circling in the air for a moment, the carrier pigeon began to fly in one direction. Pyo Wol used his Lightness Art and headed in the direction the pigeon had disappeared.

The carrier pigeon left Chishui and headed for the mountains.

Pigeons do not normally fly well at night. They forage only during the day and rest at night.

Even when trained as carrier pigeons, this tendency does not easily change. This meant that Go Su-gyeong’s superior, who received reports via carrier pigeon, must be located not far from Chishui.

A place a carrier pigeon could fly to even in the dead of night.

The mountain the carrier pigeon had just entered was such a place.

Pyo Wol climbed to the top of the tallest nearby tree.

In the distance, he could see the carrier pigeon disappearing into the forest.

Pyo Wol stepped on the high branches and followed the pigeon. The place he arrived at was a small hut deep in the forest.

The pigeon that flew to the hut was not the only one. Three or four carrier pigeons were sitting on the hut’s windowsill, cooing.

Just then, the hut’s window opened, and a disheveled, monstrous man appeared.

He checked the legs of the arriving carrier pigeons.

“What’s this?”

Suddenly, the monstrous man let out a cry of alarm.

The other carrier pigeons all had small cylinders containing letters tied to their ankles, but one bird alone had nothing on its leg.

In an instant, the monstrous man’s face contorted.

“Don’t tell me?”

He hastily looked around.

At that moment, Pyo Wol kicked off a tree and flew toward the monstrous man.

“Damn it!”

The monstrous man spotted Pyo Wol too late and quickly raised his hand. In his hand was a small cylinder.

Fwip-fwip-fwip!

Hidden Weapons shot out from the cylinder.

Pyo Wol swung his Dagger horizontally and vertically.

Ting-ting-ting!

The Hidden Weapons, so fine they were invisible to the eye, struck the Dagger and ricocheted away.

“Keuk!”

Seeing this, the monstrous man quickly threw himself out of the Thatched Hut.

He had realized the opponent’s identity was Pyo Wol.

‘How is that man here?’

Every hair on the monstrous man’s body stood on end.

He felt that much intense fear.

The monstrous man was So Yeowol’s trusted subordinate.

He possessed a specialized ability for information gathering.

So Yeowol had ordered him to monitor whether Pyo Wol left Sichuan Province.

The monstrous man had placed people like Go Su-gyeong at various points on the roads leading out of Sichuan.

The carrier pigeons that flew to his Thatched Hut were all sent by his Subordinates.

‘To think he would chase a carrier pigeon. Just what is that man….’

He was well aware that Pyo Wol was a formidable Martial Artist. But he truly had not expected him to chase a flying carrier pigeon to find him.

‘I must inform her quickly.’

Fortunately, it was a dark night.

If he made his Escape into the dark undergrowth, even Pyo Wol would not be able to catch him easily.

With that calculation, the monstrous man ran with all his might.

Slice!

But before he had taken even ten steps from the Thatched Hut, he pitched forward. His leg had been severed at the shin.

The monstrous man endured the fiery pain and looked back at where he had fallen.

There, a Silver Thread, so fine it was indistinguishable to the naked eye, was stretched out.

Pyo Wol had set up a Spider Silver Net.

“Keeeeuk!”

The monstrous man gritted his teeth and tried to get up. But it was impossible to stand on a body with a severed shin.

In the meantime, Pyo Wol landed in front of him.

The moment he saw the pale white face, a stark contrast to the darkness, the monstrous man froze completely.