Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Over twenty prodigies gathered for the Blue Moon Society’s meeting. They were all disciples from sects that were quite renowned within Sichuan Province.
All those men had gathered in one place just to see Woo Seon-ha’s beauty.
Woo Seon-ha was the flower desired by countless bees. But she did not want to end up as just a flower.
‘I’m not some flower waiting for bees to fly to me. I will become the queen bee and place them all under my command.’
That was how she got the Alias, Poison Mother Wasp.
Woo Seon-ha did not reveal her ambition, but people gave her the Alias of Poison Mother Wasp after seeing men flock around her.
A queen bee that harbors poison.
That was how the world saw her.
There was only one reason Woo Seon-ha maintained the Blue Moon Society.
It was to be of help to the Emei Sect.
To be precise, it was to render great service to the Emei Sect.
The Hundred Flowers Room was an offshoot that had split from the Emei Sect. They shared a common destiny with the Emei Sect.
Because of that, the Hundred Flowers Room was trying in every way possible to help the Emei Sect.
That was also why Woo Seon-ha tolerated the Blue Moon Society, which was made up of men who followed her.
The men in the Blue Moon Society were all considered prodigies in Sichuan Province. Naturally, their influence was by no means small.
Of course, it was also a great help to the Emei Sect.
This was because it ensured their influence in Chengdu did not fall behind that of the Qingcheng Sect.
The Emei Sect also acknowledged Woo Seon-ha’s contributions and treated her no differently than a disciple from the main sect. But she had no intention of being satisfied with just this.
‘I will definitely become the master of the Emei Sect and command Sichuan Province.’
To do so, there were a few barriers she had to overcome.
Woo Seon-ha was prepared to do whatever it took to overcome those barriers. But she thoroughly concealed her inner thoughts and looked at the members of the Blue Moon Society with a smiling face.
“I sincerely thank you all for responding to the call of this insignificant woman.”
“If it’s Miss Woo’s call, isn’t it only natural that we come running?”
“Are we strangers?”
“We are always ready to be with you, Miss Woo.”
At the men’s replies, Woo Seon-ha’s smile grew even brighter.
At that sight, the men were once again captivated.
Woo Seon-ha was well aware that her appearance was exceedingly beautiful. And she also knew how to bewitch men more easily.
Ssk!
As Woo Seon-ha casually crossed her legs, her white calf was revealed. The men were too busy stealing glances at her calf to think of anything else.
Woo Seon-ha sneered at such men.
‘Hmph! Men are all the same. Nothing but snobs.’
But she thoroughly hid her inner thoughts and continued speaking.
“The Hundred Flowers Room’s situation is not so good due to the pressure from the Qingcheng Sect, but with all of you helping in every way, I feel like I can finally breathe. Thank you so much.”
“No matter how strong the Qingcheng Sect is, they can’t exert their power all the way in Chengdu. Even if they could, it doesn’t matter. We will protect the Hundred Flowers Room.”
“That’s right. So, Miss Woo, you don’t have to worry about anything.”
The original master of Chengdu was the Tang Clan.
When the Tang Clan was still intact, no one dared to act rashly in Chengdu. There was even a time when even the Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect had to be mindful of the Tang Clan.
But that was a story from a distant past, so far back it was hard to remember.
After the Tang Clan’s annihilation, Chengdu became a no-man’s-land.
Several sects entered the masterless Chengdu, but not a single one could become its undisputed master.
As a result, only sects of similar standing remained in Chengdu, vying for power.
Though they were sects of similar standing, their influence was by no means small.
Woo Seon-ha had the prodigies of such sects wrapped around her little finger.
“Oh! I may not be able to make it to the next meeting, so I hope you’ll understand this in advance.”
“What? Miss Woo can’t come? Is something the matter?”
“The Qingcheng Sect’s movements have been unusual, so the main sect has issued a summons. All disciples who are part of the Emei Sect or its Lay Family must enter the main sect without exception.”
“Such a thing…”
The men looked as regretful as if it were their own affair.
Just then, Go Seong-ak asked in a loud voice.
“Could we perhaps join the Emei Sect as well?”
“I understand your feelings, but you can’t do that.”
“Is that perhaps the Emei Sect’s policy?”
“It’s not that, but I would feel too sorry.”
“Then there’s no problem. This Go Seong-ak will ascend Mount Emei, if only to protect Miss Woo.”
“The same goes for me. For Miss Woo’s sake, I am prepared to willingly offer this one life.”
“I will also ascend Mount Emei.”
In an instant, the second floor became noisy.
Those who followed Woo Seon-ha all said they would ascend Mount Emei.
Woo Seon-ha quietly lifted her wine cup.
Hidden by the cup, a deep smile graced her lips.
As the night deepened, many of the customers left, and only a few remained in the Inn.
Pyo Wol was one of the few remaining customers.
There was still a little food left on the table. It was because Pyo Wol ate so slowly that he hadn’t finished it all.
Pyo Wol was about to get up from his seat, leaving the remaining food.
Just then, a loud noise came from the second-floor stairs.
Woo Seon-ha and the Blue Moon Society were coming down after finishing their meeting.
Their mood was extremely good.
Woo Seon-ha wore a satisfied smile.
It was because the outcome had gone in the direction she wanted.
If she joined the Emei Sect leading the prodigies of the Blue Moon Society, her own influence would surely grow as well.
As Woo Seon-ha walked, envisioning a rosy future, her gaze suddenly stopped on a certain man.
The man who instantly drew the gazes of everyone present with his looks was none other than Pyo Wol.
Pyo Wol’s and her gazes met in mid-air.
In that moment, a blush appeared on Woo Seon-ha’s face.
“Ah!”
She let out a gasp without realizing it.
She had been momentarily overwhelmed by Pyo Wol’s appearance and unique aura.
It was the first time that Woo Seon-ha, who had bewitched countless men with her beautiful looks and manipulated them as she pleased, had been so captivated by another man.
After staring at Pyo Wol for a long while, Woo Seon-ha noticed a faint Crimson Light swirling in his eyes. But rather than feeling ominous, it felt mysterious.
It was as if red jewels were embedded in his eyes, and she felt a sense of greed.
Without realizing it, Woo Seon-ha headed toward Pyo Wol.
She opened her mouth with a bright smile.
“You seem to be a new face here. Since it’s said that all under heaven are comrades, let’s introduce ourselves. I am Woo Seon-ha of the Hundred Flowers Room. If it’s not too rude, I would like to know your name, Young Hero.”
Pyo Wol looked at Woo Seon-ha for a moment without a word.
In that instant, Woo Seon-ha felt her heart pound violently.
She was even bewildered by her own reaction, which felt so unfamiliar.
Just then, Pyo Wol opened his mouth.
“Pyo Wol!”
“So you are Young Hero Pyo. Are you perhaps a Martial Artist?”
“Think what you want.”
“Do you have some circumstances you can’t speak of?”
“Do you always pry into a man you’ve just met like this?”
“Yes! What was that?”
At Pyo Wol’s unexpected reaction, Woo Seon-ha couldn’t hide her flustered expression. At that, Go Seong-ak let out a roar.
“What insolence is this toward Miss Woo? Will you not apologize at once?”
His face was filled with jealousy.
Woo Seon-ha had never once shown such interest in him.
She always showed a smile, but there was a feeling of a clear, invisible line drawn between them. But with Pyo Wol, whom she was seeing for the first time, there seemed to be no line.
That fact made him furious.
Since he couldn’t get angry at Woo Seon-ha, his fury was naturally directed at Pyo Wol.
“Apologize?”
“Yes! Kneel down at once and apologize politely to her. Otherwise, I will not leave you be.”
“If you don’t leave me be?”
“What?”
“No matter how blinded you are by a woman, you should know who you’re dealing with before you act up.”
“How dare you insult me? Unforgivable.”
Shwiak!
Go Seong-ak drew the sword from his waist and swung it at Pyo Wol.
“Huk! Don’t, Young Hero Go!”
“Damn it!”
The men beside him cried out in surprise, but Go Seong-ak’s sword was already about to reach Pyo Wol’s neck.
His flaw was that when he got angry, he would swing his sword recklessly without thinking of the consequences. If the great Sect of Qingming Room wasn’t behind him, he wouldn’t have been able to clean up all the trouble he caused.
The men thought that Go Seong-ak had caused real trouble this time and squeezed their eyes shut.
Go Seong-ak’s hand was extremely cruel, and he never went easy on his opponents. Because of that, the wounds of those who fell to him were so gruesome that one could hardly bear to look at them.
People expected it to be the same this time. But contrary to their thoughts, Pyo Wol’s scream was not heard.
When the men opened their eyes, they saw Go Seong-ak’s sword stopped right in front of Pyo Wol’s eyes. They thought perhaps Go Seong-ak had gone easy on him, but they soon realized that wasn’t the case.
Pyo Wol had retreated the exact distance Go Seong-ak had swung his sword.
The distance between Pyo Wol and the sword was exactly one finger’s breadth.
It was a situation where a slight misstep could have gotten both his eyes pierced by Go Seong-ak’s sword. People thought Pyo Wol was lucky to have dodged Go Seong-ak’s sword. But the scene that unfolded the next moment made them realize that was not the case.
“You bastard!”
Go Seong-ak once again unleashed a sword form.
It was the Thunder Wind Sword Art, a Special Technique of the Qingming Room.
The Thunder Wind Sword Art was composed of seven Technique Forms, and it was such a vicious Sword Art that there wasn’t a single form that wasn’t a Killing Move.
The fact that he unleashed the Thunder Wind Sword Art was proof that Go Seong-ak’s anger had reached its peak.
Shwish!
Go Seong-ak continuously unleashed the Ultimate Techniques of the Thunder Wind Sword Art. But no matter what Technique Form he used, his sword could not reach Pyo Wol.
It was a difference of exactly one finger’s breadth.
Go Seong-ak’s sword failed to reach Pyo Wol by a mere finger’s breadth.
When he advanced, unleashing a Killing Move, Pyo Wol retreated by that exact amount, and when Go Seong-ak stepped back to catch his breath, Pyo Wol advanced by that exact amount.
“Ah!”
“Is that even possible?”
Everyone here was a Martial Artist who had learned Martial Arts, so they recognized how incredible the level Pyo Wol was displaying was.
It was easy to say it was a finger’s breadth, but it was no different from having death right before one’s eyes.
If one miscalculated the distance or if the sword lunged out even a little further, one would lose their life.
To maintain that exact distance meant that one had grasped the opponent’s breathing and limits completely. But even if one grasped everything about the opponent, to show such movement was impossible without absolute confidence in one’s own Martial Arts.
At least among the Martial Artists present, there was no one who could display a level of movement similar to Pyo Wol’s.
“Die!”
Go Seong-ak screamed and swung his sword.
Ultimate Techniques were unleashed one after another, but his sword never reached Pyo Wol, maintaining a distance of exactly one finger’s breadth.
Go Seong-ak felt as if he were fighting a ghost.
“To use… to use Evil arts? Absolutely unforgivable.”
He defined Pyo Wol’s movements, which he could not understand, as Evil arts. Otherwise, he couldn’t possibly comprehend Pyo Wol’s movements.
But the ghost-like movements Pyo Wol was showing were not Evil arts.
It was Synchronization, based on his Microscopic Sense.
It was a Killing Method of intuitively predicting and mimicking an opponent’s movements by perfectly matching their breathing and life reactions.
Through Synchronization, Pyo Wol was accurately grasping Go Seong-ak’s limits. He instantly grasped the length of his limbs, the limit to which he could extend his sword, the length of his stride, and moved only as much as was necessary.
Pyo Wol was nonchalantly performing a perilous art where a single mistake could lead to death.
“Heok, heok!”
Rough breaths escaped Go Seong-ak’s mouth.
He wore an expression as if he were possessed by a ghost.
No matter how much he swung his sword, it wouldn’t reach Pyo Wol, falling short by exactly one finger’s breadth.
Because he had gone all out without thinking of the consequences, his stamina was quickly depleted, and he was out of breath.
Pyo Wol looked at Go Seong-ak and muttered.
“So this is your limit.”
“Who… says it’s my limit?”
Go Seong-ak, provoked, charged at Pyo Wol again. He thought Pyo Wol would retreat again using his cowardly technique. But Pyo Wol’s movement surpassed his expectations.
Pyo Wol’s body seemed to writhe like a snake, and before he knew it, he had closed in to Go Seong-ak’s chest.
It was the Serpentine Steps, which perfectly replicated the movements of snakes.
“Heot!”
The moment the startled Go Seong-ak’s eyes widened, Pyo Wol’s palm struck his chin.
An formless Qi Wave that penetrated his chin shook his entire brain.
In that instant, the focus vanished from Go Seong-ak’s eyes.
His consciousness had flown away.
“Young Hero Go!”
“Quick, save him!”
Startled by Go Seong-ak collapsing like a sandcastle, the men rushed at Pyo Wol all at once.
Whatever the circumstances, they had to save Go Seong-ak from Pyo Wol’s hands. Only then could they protect the prestige of the Blue Moon Society.
It was then.
Sssiit!
From Pyo Wol’s waist, a dozen or so arcs of light shot out.
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