Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 45

Loopholes in Discipline (5)

“Did you become this emaciated in just 10 days? “Aren’t you eating?”

“….”

“So, I’ve already seen all the shopping? “No answer?”

“….”

“I guess there’s nothing to say.”

Kang Yoon’s appearance was quite shabby as he was locked in an iron cage.

He was wearing a prison uniform and his arms were handcuffed with chains. The scattered hair looked lifeless.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at Kang Yoon, said to the head of the corporation.

“Please open the door here.”

An embarrassed look appeared on the face of the head of the corporation.

“That is…”

“Don’t worry. I told you to put this guy in, but are you really going to let him go? ah!”

Yeon Ho-jeong took out a small letter from her arms.

“I received permission from the head of the family in advance. Please take it.”

The corporate head who received the letter nodded. The writing and seal on the letter clearly belonged to the head of the family.

“All right. “However, the prisoner may cause trouble, so please be careful.”

“I don’t care if there are ten more guys like that.”

It rattled.

When the cage opened, Yeon Ho-jeong went inside.

Even though the iron cage was opened, Kang Yoon did not react at all.

Yeon Ho-jeong sat next to Kang Yoon without hesitation.

Kang Yoon’s body flinched. This is because Yeon Ho-jeong sat too close.

“The inner space has been blocked. “Isn’t it cold?”

“….”

“It was just a simple question, wasn’t it? “Is the food cooked well?”

“…Why did you come?”

“Do I have to get your permission to come? “If you want to come, you come.”

It was a speech that left me speechless.

Yeon Ho-jeong, leaning his head against the wall, spoke in a passing tone.

“That guy, Yoo Ji-ha, was also disciplined.”

“….”

“No matter how much of an idiot you were, Daeju was still Daeju. There is room for extenuating circumstances, but it does not eliminate the sin of disobeying orders. So, in exchange for a six-month pay cut, I decided to take charge of all unit reorganization matters alone for three months.”

It wasn’t usually difficult to organize the unit alone. It was such a difficult task that I wondered if I would be able to finish it even if I invested all day into it.

“But he just finished tidying up and even finished his personal training before going to sleep? “I don’t think I sleep less than two hours a day.”

“….”

“I don’t know how long the effort will last, but at least he seems happy now. Ganggol is Ganggol. “I had a great desire to become stronger.”

Kang Yoon asked.

“Why are you telling me that?”

“Know.”

“….”

“I don’t know all the laws of my family. However, we do know that even for the same crime, the sentence varies depending on the motive and purpose. “It means there is a good reason why you received a harsher sentence than Yu Ji-ha.”

Kang Yoon looked at Yeon Ho-jeong.

It was hard to see his eyes because they were covered by his hair.

“Strictness in the law is essential. But if it’s too much, problems can arise.”

“So you lowered my sentence?”

“No way? That was just how I felt. You did something terrible, but in hindsight, you weren’t that angry. “I thought it was a harsh action to completely eliminate internal skills.”

“….”

“It’s not for me to say, but you were lucky.”

Kang Yoon’s hair shook. It was a laugh that I couldn’t tell if it was a mockery or a bitter laugh.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

“Besides, even though you are an idiot and a moron, you at least seemed to have pride in Byeoksan Yeonga’s non-responsive organization.”

“…!”

“Isn’t the reason you hated me because you didn’t want to admit that the Prince of Yeonga was a bastard?”

Kang Yoon’s eyes wavered.

I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when he said that out loud in front of me.

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“It was crooked, but I still had affection for my family.”

“How do you know that, Grand Duke?”

“Do you really need to touch it to know if it’s poop or mud?”

Isn’t the analogy a bit dirty?

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

“Think about what path is truly for your family.”

“…I have a question.”

“What?”

Kang Yoon raised his head.

“Aside from me, did you also reduce the sentences of others involved in this incident?”

This means that each organization treated those who committed crimes equally.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became cold.

“I killed everyone except two.”

“…!!”

“Their crimes are clear. Killing a person unjustly, whether drunk or otherwise, is a mortal sin in itself. They even went so far as to bury it without anyone knowing. “There was no room for extenuation.”

Kang Yoon got goosebumps.

If he had gone further astray, his life could have been lost. Thinking about that again sent a chill down my spine.

Yeon Ho-jeong continued, looking down at the trembling Kang Yoon.

“Perhaps a big crisis may come to our family sooner or later.”

Kang Yoon looked up at Yeon Ho-jeong in surprise.

At that moment, Kang Yoon felt his eyesight becoming dark. This is because Yeon Ho-jeong, who looks at herself with indifferent eyes, exudes a merciless sense of murder.

“I hope that doesn’t happen, but if something like that really happens, then you too should do your best. Prove that your love for your family is sincere.”

“….”

“Even if your inner energy is sealed, it doesn’t mean you can’t train. Don’t waste your time. At least he should be better than the guy who was your subordinate for a time.”

* * *

“older brother.”

“uh? “Were you waiting?”

Yeon Ji-pyeong smiled sheepishly.

“You said you were going to see your father today, right?”

“100 million?! Did you?”

“Oh my god, you forgot that?”

“I have a lot to think about these days.”

“That’s really insensitive.”

“This guy.”

Yeon Ho-jeong messed up Yeon Ji-pyeong’s hair. Yeon Ji-pyeong screamed.

“Now, let’s go get some sleep.”

Four days have passed.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s routine became more grueling. Having surpassed his limits several times over a period of well over four months, he wanted to overcome his limits once again.

I shortened my sleep time by one more hour and doubled the amount of food I ate. Naturally, the intensity of training has become much stronger than before.

Even if you have martial arts skills and enlightenment from your past life, you cannot become strong unless you work hard. Yeon Ho-jeong has trained harder than anyone else over the past six months.

Another day passed like that.

Unfortunately, he was unable to summon the white tiger, but the achievement of Byeoknajingyeol reached the sixth level. Considering the time it took to enter Byeoknajingyeol, the speed of conversion was beyond imagination.

Now, he was a body worthy of being called a full-fledged expert. He has grown to the point where he can use solid martial arts without the need to force his muscles.

It was noon on that day when Yeon Ho-jeong realized Byeok Na-jin-gyeol’s character.

Finally, Full Sang came.

“You thief! “Have you prepared a good meal?”

Yeon Ho-jeong grinned.

“Do you know that if there is even a single grain of rice left, there will be no soup?”

* * *

“How is work going?”

“It’s almost over. The workers are also putting forth their final push.”

“How long?”

“Seeing the hot wind blowing in the passage, it seems like five days will be enough.”

“Good.”

An elderly man dressed in bright clothes cut flower branches with a sword.

“When you’re done, bury the workers.”

“All right.”

The elderly man who told people without hesitation to kill people and the middle-aged man who nodded as if his name was obvious were equally as creepy.

A faint expression of excitement appeared on the elderly man’s face.

“I guess I can finally get it. The opportunity arranged by our ancestors. “It really took a long time, didn’t it?”

“The number of years is twelve.”

“If I get that confirmed opportunity, I will be able to defeat Shaolin in my next generation.”

“What about the next generation? If what our ancestors left behind is true, it won’t even take a few years.”

“Hehe, how great it would be if that were the case.”

The elderly man straightened his back.

“Anyway, did you receive a separate call from Moyong?”

“yes. Not yet. “Moyong’s side is also having a lot of trouble.”

The elderly man clicked his tongue.

“They are very frustrating people. “Why on earth is it taking so long to postpone the answer?”

“You might be anxious. As Byeoksan Yeonga has a short history, its foundation is weak. “There must be a lot of concern that the Moyong family may do something wrong.”

“So that’s all it takes. These idiots have a lot of money but can’t use it properly. “Isn’t it no different from holding the world’s treasured sword in the hands of a butcher?”

“That’s right.”

Myeongcheon, an elderly man, shook his head.

“Contact Moyong. “If Yeonga refuses this time, just give up.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?”

“What can I do? There is no choice but to beat a child who does not listen. “I wanted to keep it alive, but if it keeps getting crooked like this, there’s nothing we can do.”

A slight look of anxiety appeared on the middle-aged man’s face.

“If you are really thinking of burying your annual leave, you will need to prepare thoroughly.”

“Of course you should. “Isn’t it true that these guys, who don’t even have the slightest ability, are quite popular?”

“It is said that the martial arts of the Yeongaju of the time were very outstanding. It is said that the swordsmanship of the Judge Judge can cut through even the waves. It is said that in the next ten years, he may be promoted to the Thirteenth Place of the Holy Heaven.”

Myeongcheon’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

Seongcheon Thirteenth Place.

It was a term referring to the adepts who represented the martial arts world of the time.

people say The peak of the long history of the martial arts was during the Hyeolgyojiran (血敎之亂) 300 years ago.

300 years ago, it was a time when a large number of invincible masters who could conquer the world came to the martial arts world. That was the era when there were as many as ten people who could be called the best in the world without a doubt no matter what era they were born in.

However, as time passed, masters who were extremely close to the absolute began to appear in the contemporary martial arts world. People in the world called those masters the Seongcheon Thirteen Jwa.

The shining name that refers to the Ten Immortal Emperors and the Three Princes.

Unfortunately, the Guju famous family, which is said to be the best family in the world, has not yet had a master named to the Thirteenth Place.

‘If my father were alive…’

All bloodlines of famous families had short lives.

It was like that even though I wasn’t particularly sick or suffering from the fire-entry demon. People called the short lifespan of a famous family a family curse.

‘It’s not a curse or anything. It’s because of martial arts.’

The martial arts of a famous family are not perfect.

It’s worthy of discussion, but in order to achieve that level of power, it had to sacrifice its vitality. So, the famous family tried to fix the problem by bringing in martial arts other than birds.

Of course, the problem was not easily fixed. Although martial arts became stronger, lifespan was still short.

‘But it’s okay now. If only we could retrieve the origins of our martial arts skills…!’

Three hundred years ago, a single, absolutely invincible person appeared who far surpassed the superhumans who each boasted of their invincibility.

Emperor Wu of the Four Directions.

The master, otherwise known as the Yellow Dragon Emperor, was the possessor of martial arts that could be called the best in the world and the best in all times and all times.

Since the era has already passed, it is difficult to gauge the extent of Four Directions’ true skills. However, the magistrates did not hesitate to place the name of Emperor Wu of the Four Directions higher than Bodhidharma or Heavenly Demon.

Myeongcheon knew. The words of the magnates are not mere lies.

The reason is that it was the masters of the famous family who drove out the blood religion along with Emperor Wu of Four Fangs. And the person who taught some martial arts to the monks was Emperor Safang Wu.

With just that small amount of martial arts skills, the Guju famous family grew so big. Myeongcheon was convinced that Emperor Wu of Four Directions was the strongest martial artist in the martial arts company.

And I discovered a will left by the first researcher thirteen years ago.

“Wouldn’t it be okay if I tried it?”

“yes?”

An insidious look appeared on Myeongcheon’s face.

“I think it would be a good idea to get our martial arts skills back and then test how good they are against Yeonga.”