Chapter 214

Demon Subduing Leg.

The forearm struck by Myowol’s shin immediately ached and the bone rang.

Jin Ja-gang’s arms spread apart. Myowol used her heel to step on Jin Ja-gang’s chest in midair. It was a kicking technique that trampled opponents in the air as if stepping on ground. In desperation, Jin Ja-gang headbutted Myowol’s knee.

Myowol’s foot narrowly missed and grazed Jin Ja-gang’s side.

Whoosh!

Even without making contact, the sound of splitting air rang piercingly and Jin Ja-gang’s clothes were torn away.

Jin Ja-gang staggered backward with his shackles clanking.

His side ached.

“Hahaha!”

Myowol laughed heartily while raising her Non-Killing Sword.

“The great wisdom of Avatamsaka realm bright as a mirror, watching over human affairs in the four continents with single thought, caring for this poor sentient being like a newborn child.”

The Non-Killing Sword flew toward Jin Ja-gang. At first glance it was a simple single strike. But the tip was trembling minutely. It wasn’t the arm shaking but moving to respond to Jin Ja-gang’s movements at any time!

Jin Ja-gang scattered poison powder. The tip of the Non-Killing Sword vibrated even more. It shook visibly while drawing spirals. The poison powder was completely blown away. Jin Ja-gang continued being pushed backward.

The distance between Myowol and Jin Ja-gang, no, between the Non-Killing Sword and Jin Ja-gang, grew closer and closer. As internal energy was injected into the Non-Killing Sword, the black scabs cracked and bloody flesh was revealed inside.

Slash.

A wound appeared on Jin Ja-gang’s cheek. Even though they were still several steps apart, the sword energy from the Non-Killing Sword had wounded his cheek.

Slash slash.

His shoulder was cut and his leg was cut. However, it wasn’t fatal. It was just lightly touching him like playing with a child.

But suddenly excruciating pain was felt from the lightly cut wounds.

“Urgh!”

This was because the inherent poison of the Non-Killing Sword seeped into the wounds. The wounded cheek burned so much that even the eye above it became numb from the shock. His shoulder and leg felt raw as if chunks of flesh had been torn away.

Jin Ja-gang limped backward until his back was against the wall.

“Hahahaha!”

The Non-Killing Sword’s movement quickened. It split into dozens in front of Jin Ja-gang.

Slash slash slash slash!

Countless holes were drilled in the wall. The Non-Killing Sword was passing almost grazing Jin Ja-gang’s entire body and drilling holes in the wall.

Small sword wounds appeared all over his body. In an instant, Jin Ja-gang’s body was stained with blood.

However, the pain was worse than the bleeding.

“Uaaaah!”

Jin Ja-gang gritted his teeth but screams leaked through his teeth. His limbs trembled.

It was truly a vicious technique. Myowol was using the toxicity of the Non-Killing Sword to torture Jin Ja-gang with pain.

Jin Ja-gang didn’t even think of responding and glared at Myowol with his molars clenched tight. It was a challenging gesture as if telling her to do as she pleased.

Myowol’s single eye flashed.

“Such bravado!”

At that moment Jin Ja-gang raised his right hand. Since Myowol was wearing an eyepatch, her left eye couldn’t see. Momentarily, Jin Ja-gang’s right hand disappeared from her field of vision.

Myowol hastily turned her head to the left.

‘Nothing there?’

There was nothing in Jin Ja-gang’s hand.

Instead, lightning struck Myowol’s back.

Crack!

She heard the sound but had no way to avoid it. Her monk’s robe and flesh burst simultaneously. The monk’s robe was torn to shreds and the flesh was gouged deep enough to see bone.

“Kak!”

Myowol twisted her body while swinging her sword backward. Sharp sword energy flew out.

Tang Ha-ran stepped back and bent her waist backward to avoid the sword energy. While doing so, she pulled her Blood Scale Whip and released it again.

Myowol slid sideways.

Crack!

The Blood Scale Whip struck the floor where Myowol had been standing. With internal energy fully loaded, the floor was deeply dented and bedrock cracked away.

Tang Ha-ran used the Blood Scale Whip to keep Myowol from moving carelessly while throwing a small bundle to Jin Ja-gang.

“It contains antidotes for various poisons.”

Jin Ja-gang caught the bundle and looked at Tang Ha-ran. Tang Ha-ran nodded.

“Run away.”

Jin Ja-gang looked at Tang Ha-ran without saying anything.

Seeing the two of them, Myowol became indignant.

“Oh ho, I see you’ve formed affections with an evil sect bastard and even betrayed your family! You lewd and wicked wench!”

Tang Ha-ran’s face turned bright red with shame and anger.

“I have no reason to hear such words from you!”

“Then die together with that evil bastard, you sex-crazed wench blinded by men!”

Myowol’s eyes rolled back as she charged at Tang Ha-ran. Her momentum was more vicious than when facing Jin Ja-gang. Sword energy extended a full foot from the Non-Killing Sword, splitting the air.

Tang Ha-ran used footwork while releasing her Blood Scale Whip. In midair, Myowol’s sword energy and the Blood Scale Whip clashed.

Crack!

The Non-Killing Sword’s sword energy shattered. It seemed to prove that the Blood Scale Whip wasn’t called a divine weapon for nothing.

Jin Ja-gang tried to help Tang Ha-ran, but Tang Ha-ran blocked Jin Ja-gang’s path and hindered him herself.

“I told you to run away!”

“If I run away…”

Jin Ja-gang asked.

“What happens to Miss Tang?”

“I’m… finished anyway. So run away!”

“How dare you exchange sweet words in front of this nun!”

Myowol charged fiercely. Myowol leaped into the air and shot sword energy from the Non-Killing Sword like hidden weapons.

Slash!

Sword energy poured down like rain.

Jin Ja-gang and Tang Ha-ran hastily dodged. Holes were drilled in the floor like arrows being stuck. Meanwhile, Myowol occupied and blocked the path Jin Ja-gang needed to escape.

Tang Ha-ran bit her lip and raised her internal energy to the maximum. Her clothes swelled then deflated.

She continuously released her Blood Scale Whip to drive Myowol back. Even if Tang Ha-ran had talent, Myowol was far ahead in internal energy and experience. Myowol didn’t retreat but rather walked forward while pressuring Tang Ha-ran.

Tang Ha-ran released her Blood Scale Whip while drawing a small dagger with her left hand and throwing it.

It was the hidden weapon technique Flash Severance she had shown Jin Ja-gang before.

The rapidly flying dagger suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Myowol’s eyes. Myowol blocked the dagger with the flat side of her Non-Killing Sword.

Clang!

The dagger bounced away and fell.

At that moment, Tang Ha-ran swung her Blood Scale Whip to wrap around the Non-Killing Sword. She injected internal energy to raise the scales. Myowol’s sword was caught on the Blood Scale Whip.

Scrape scrape scrape… The Non-Killing Sword and the scales of the Blood Scale Whip clashed and sparks flew.

Tang Ha-ran gritted her teeth and said.

“I don’t need revenge or anything! This is my choice. I’m just a descendant of an enemy family who briefly intruded into your life, and you just need to continue on your path as you’ve always done. Understand? So hurry up and go!”

Myowol shouted.

“I told you to stop!”

Myowol pulled the Non-Killing Sword with all her might. Tang Ha-ran was dragged toward Myowol.

Jin Ja-gang put the bundle in his chest and ran toward Myowol. Myowol stepped firmly while pulling her sword-holding arm to maintain her stance solidly, then struck with her left palm.

Jin Ja-gang lowered his body and slid toward Myowol’s legs. Then he circled to Myowol’s left side. Myowol’s head turned following Jin Ja-gang.

“This slippery bastard!”

Myowol lifted her foot to stomp down. Jin Ja-gang crawled along the floor and continued circling to Myowol’s blind spot.

Movement was inconvenient due to the shackles, but it was also uncomfortable for Myowol to watch Jin Ja-gang circling nearby.

Jin Ja-gang had realized earlier that Myowol still wasn’t adapted to seeing with one eye. So he more persistently targeted only blind spots.

Jin Ja-gang picked up the dagger Tang Ha-ran had thrown, cut his little finger’s pressure point, and when Myowol’s gaze couldn’t follow, immediately slashed Myowol’s calf.

Myowol kicked at Jin Ja-gang in rage. Jin Ja-gang blocked with his elbow but Myowol’s toes pierced his ribs first. Jin Ja-gang’s body flew and he fell three zhang away.

Jin Ja-gang coughed up blood. It seemed his ribs were damaged because he couldn’t properly disperse the impact.

When Myowol tried to walk toward Jin Ja-gang, Tang Ha-ran saw Jin Ja-gang’s crisis and used the force from being dragged to fly at Myowol. She tried to wrap Myowol’s neck with her Blood Scale Whip.

Instead, Myowol wound the Blood Scale Whip around her sword and stuck the Non-Killing Sword into the floor. The sword blade was buried halfway into the floor. But the Blood Scale Whip was also completely sealed.

“I told you to run away!”

Tang Ha-ran forcefully opened her fist. The fist loaded with internal energy exploded repeatedly in front of Myowol.

The Tang family’s boxing technique Heavenly Principle Boxing made Myowol frantic.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Myowol thrust her hand into Tang Ha-ran’s boxing range and immediately snatched Tang Ha-ran’s wrist.

But suddenly Myowol’s body stiffened.

“Ah!”

Jin Ja-gang’s wound on Myowol’s calf suddenly cramped. Jin Ja-gang had used the poison of Glauber’s salt.

Tang Ha-ran struck Myowol’s shoulder and chest repeatedly with her other hand while one hand was caught.

Thud thud thud!

But Myowol didn’t move at all.

Tang Ha-ran screamed like a cry.

“Go!”

Jin Ja-gang spat blood again. Since breathing was difficult, it seemed his lungs were pierced by ribs.

“I’m direct lineage of the Tang family! Myowol cannot kill me here! If you’re here, you’ll only be a hindrance!”

Tang Ha-ran’s outcry was almost like a wail.

Jin Ja-gang hardened his face, looked at Tang Ha-ran, then got up and ran away.

Relief finally appeared on Tang Ha-ran’s face. Tang Ha-ran smiled slightly while watching Jin Ja-gang run away.

‘Farewell…’

But Myowol wouldn’t stay still. Myowol lifted Tang Ha-ran as she was and threw her to the floor.

Bang!

Tang Ha-ran’s breath was blocked and she opened her eyes wide.

“Kuk!”

Myowol put her foot on Tang Ha-ran’s back.

“Filthy thing. Die.”

Myowol put strength into her foot.

Crack, crack.

Unpleasant sounds began coming from Tang Ha-ran’s spine and ribs.

“Kheuk.”

Tang Ha-ran made a deflating moan. For Myowol, crushing someone to death with her foot wasn’t difficult. Tang Ha-ran’s body trembled violently. She couldn’t endure any longer.

“What? You can’t be killed because you’re Tang family direct lineage? Even if I kill you, who would know? A wench blinded by men like you should disappear from this world!”

But then, Master Eun descended from the air. It was much slower than jumping down speed. It was similar to walking down stairs.

Master Eun, who lightly descended from the wall like a fluttering butterfly, looked at Tang Ha-ran and said.

“How pitiful. You’ve become an ill-fated bride.”

“Hmph. Pitiful indeed. She’s just a lowly wench with eyes for men!”

“Stop it, lioness. You cannot kill her.”

It was Master Eun, sect leader of Mount Emei. But Myowol, whose eyes had already rolled back, didn’t listen to Master Eun’s words.

“This wench must die! A wench who abandoned family and sect for a man!”

“You cannot. Miss Ha-ran must live.”

“Why! Why! Why!”

Myowol put more strength into her foot. The light of death began to hover in Tang Ha-ran’s eyes.

Master Eun stared at Myowol and said.

“I said this is enough. Are you saying you won’t listen to me?”

“Sect Leader! This wench doesn’t deserve to live! She must die! Dog-like wench.”

Crack, crack.

Grating sounds came from Tang Ha-ran’s back and red blood began flowing through her lips.

“Lioness.”

Master Eun hardened her expression and raised her white hand.

Myowol was startled.

Crack!

Master Eun struck Myowol’s cheek.

“Kuk!”

Myowol’s neck turned as she staggered. Myowol’s eyes widened.

Master Eun continued swinging her hand.

Crack! Smack! Smack!

Myowol’s gaunt face’s cheekbones and cheeks instantly swelled and her lips burst. Myowol couldn’t stand properly and staggered before kneeling.

“Kheuk… So-sorry. Sect Leader junior sister…”

Master Eun took out white cloth from her sleeve to wipe her hands while making a sad expression.

“Please don’t cause such incidents when you come outside Mount Emei. Our lioness, you’re not so lacking that you can’t understand my words, right? What would other people think of our Mount Emei?”