A customer arrived at Lake Taiâs First Pavilion.
He was an old man with shabby clothes and disheveled hair.
The old manâs body emitted a faint scent of blood, causing the people who were nearby to hold their noses and stepped back.
âEugh! Whatâs that smell?â
âIs it blood?â
The people looked at the old man with disgust written all over their faces. But, the old man just calmly looked around the inn, as if he was used to receiving those kinds of reactions.
The old manâs eyes soon lit up.
He finally found the person he was looking for.
Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol was sitting by the window, where he had a clear view of Lake Tai.
With the combination of the picturesque scenery of Lake Tai and Pyo-wolâs handsome face, the sight looked like it came out of a painting.
âThe world is truly unfair.â
He thought that he had grown out of emotions like jealousy as he grew older, but upon seeing Pyo-wol, he realized that such feelings still lingered within him.
âPhew!â
The old man sighed as he approached Pyo-wol.
He cupped his fist and greeted,
âMaster Pyo!â
âOh, you came in person.â
Pyo-wol turned his head to look at the old man.
The old man was none other than the manager of the Hao clanâs Lake Tai branch.
âI was afraid that if I sent a messenger, he would make a mistake because of your appearance. And even then, I also wanted to take a look at the scenery of Lake Tai. The view of Lake Tai from this place is truly exceptional.â
âHave a seat.â
âThank you.â
The old manager sat down opposite Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol personally poured tea for the old man.
âWhat an honor. To be served tea from the Reaper himself, hehe!â
âYou didnât come here to exchange such meaningless pleasantries, did you?â
âOf course not. I just said it as a way to relieve tension, but it seems that I have irritated you.â
âIâm not particularly fond of beating around the bush.â
âIs that so? Then take a look at this. Everything Iâve gathered is summarized here.â
The old manager took a small booklet from his bosom and handed it to Pyo-wol.
The booklet contained everything about the Cheolsan manor and their workshop.
It was filled with information about why Tang Cheolsanâs grandfather left Sichuan Province and settled in this distant place, how he established the workshop, and how ambitious Tang Cheolsan was. It also detailed the actions he took to elevate the workshopâs status to where it is right now.
Pyo-wol read every single word in the booklet without skipping anything.
Thud!
When there was nothing more to read, Pyo-wol closed the booklet.
This confirmed that it was indeed Tang Cheolsan who commissioned the Hundred Wraith Union to steal the vision of the Tang clan from Tang Sochu and kill him afterward.
The booklet even described the circumstances of Tang Cheolsanâs contact with the Hundred Wraith Union.
If Tang Cheolsan hadnât made a request to the Hundred Wraith Union, the timing of Pyo-wolâs emergence in Jianghu might have been significantly delayed.
âWhere does Tang Cheolsan live?â
âAs it says there, he usually stays in the Taeyul Pavilion of the Cheolsan manor. He also had hired martial artists to guard the area.â
âWhat is the structure of the Cheolsan manor?â
âI anticipated that you would ask that so I brought here with me a blueprint of the manor from the time of its construction.â
The old manager took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Pyo-wol.
As Pyo-wol unfolded the paper, a blueprint of the Cheolsan manorâs structure was revealed.
âHow thorough.â
âAs it is a request from Master Pyo himself, itâs only natural for us to pay special attention.â
The old manager said honestly.
When the old manager first heard the news that the one who had brought down the Sword Blossom Pavilion in just half a day was Pyo-wol, he was stunned.
It was because the Sword Blossom Pavilion was not the kind of faction that would easily crumble like that.
Although the sect had the disadvantage of being composed of entirely female members, the unity within the sect was still incredibly strong.
Their influence, which was centered around Go Yeonsu and Eum Yujeong, was so formidable that neither the Nanjing clan nor Changjiang Fortress could deal with them easily.
In particular, thanks to Eum Yujeong, who had the ability to skillfully manipulate men, there was no sect or martial artist in Lake Tai who dared to oppose the Sword Blossom Pavilion.
Even the old manager himself didnât expect that the Sword Blossom Pavilion, which enjoyed such great power and influence, would collapse so suddenly.
âNot only is his martial arts exceptional, but his mental fortitude is also remarkable. For him to be able to create a rift within the Sword Blossom pavilion and cause internal turmoil in such a short timeâŠâ
People may think that Eum Yujeong safely made it out of Lake Tai, but the old manager knew that it wasnât true.
After destroying Eum Yujeongâs dantian and kicking her out of the sect, Go Yeonsu secretly placed a request with a slave trader.
She couldnât forgive her disciple for abandoning her and attempting to escape on her own.
It was certain that Eum Yujeong would be reduced to a miserable and pitiful existence once she gets sold in a brothel somewhere.
And the one who orchestrated all of this was none other than Pyo-wol.
It was impossible for a martial artist to solve everything by simply relying on brute force.
The reason why Pyo-wol willingly released Eum Yujeong was not due to his generosity.
The old manager knew all too well how miserable the ends of those who had been Pyo-wolâs enemies in the past.
There was no such martial artist like Pyo-wol in Jianghu these days.
Many people simply considered Pyo-wol a mere assassin, but he was more than that. He was someone who couldnât simply be defined by the term, assassin, alone.
âHow could Jianghu have created such a monster?â
The old manager thought that the will of heaven was unfathomable.
Just then, Pyo-wolâs voice broke through the old manâs reverie.
âIs there still no word from Hong Yushin?â
âNone.â
âIs that so?â
âHoo! Weâre doing our best, but I canât guarantee that weâll be able to find Lord Hong at this point.â
âAre you giving up on the search, then?â
âOf course not. Iâm just expressing my frustration, saying that itâs hard.â
The old manager soon stood up from his seat.
He felt that if he continued talking to Pyo-wol any longer, his old heart wouldnât be able to handle it.
The old manager cupped his fists and said,
âI will take my leave now.â
He immediately opened the door of the inn and went outside.
Left alone, Pyo-wol shifted his gaze to the paper containing the blueprint of the Cheolsan manor.
Like most manors, the Cheolsan manor had a highly complex structure. It seemed impossible to completely memorize the layout by simply looking at its blueprint.
However, Pyo-wol was able to imprint the blueprint into his head without difficulty.
After a while, Pyo-wol used Samadhi Real Fire.1
In an instant, the paper and booklet in his hand burned to ashes.
Pyo-wol blew the ashes into the window before standing up.
* * *
Tang Cheolsanâs expression was extremely serious.
âThe Sword Blossom Pavilion collapsed just like that?â
Under normal circumstances, he would have enjoyed watching the Sword Blossom Pavilionâs downfall with delight. After all, thereâs nothing more enjoyable than witnessing the downfall of a powerful rival.
But, the emotion he felt right now was closer to fear than joy.
If the Sword Blossom Pavilion was ruined just like that, then it also meant that their manor and workshop could easily become destroyed as well.
Tang Cheolsan stared grimly at the paper in front of him.
The paper roughly contained a few bits of pieces of information about Pyo-wol. While obtaining detailed information about him was difficult, figuring out where he had come from and how he had gotten here was easy.
What caught Tang Cheolsanâs attention was the place where Pyo-wol first revealed himself.
âChengdu, Sichuan. He couldnât be related to that guy, can he?â
Tang Cheolsan didnât think it was possible, but an ominous feeling still gradually crept into his heart.
Tang Cheolsan was not just a man of means. He also had a well-developed sixth sense, and an exceptional ability to detect danger.
His intuition was telling him that there might be some connection between Pyo-wol and Tang Sochu, who he had commissioned to be killed.
He believed that Pyo-wol coming all the way here was by no means a coincidence.
âDamn it! What the hell are the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union doing?!â
Anxiety caused sweat to break out on the palm of his hand.
He received no contact from the assassin who he commissioned. Even if the assassin was taking his time and dragging his feet, there still should have been good news by now.
However, the fact that there was no contact from them meant that there was a high probability that things had gone wrong at some point.
It was then.
Swoosh!
The window opened without a sound, and someone stealthily entered his room. Yet, Tang Cheolsan didnât notice and continued to mutter to himself,
âWas it a mistake to trust the Hundred Wraith Union?â
âSurely not.â
At that moment, a voice came from behind him.
Goosebumps immediately crawled all over Tang Cheolsanâs spine.
Turning around, he saw a man dressed in black, wearing a strange mask. The design of the mask was a ghost with its tongue stuck out.
At the strange appearance, Tang Cheolsan was once again startled.
âW-Who are you?â
âIâm someone from the same organization where you made the request.â
âThe Hundred Wraith Union?â
âThatâs right. Iâm called the Blood-eyed Demon,2Â and Iâm ranked fifteen among the Hundred Wraith Unionâs assassins.â
âI, I called for a middlemanâ-â
Tang Cheolsan stuttered.
Even when he had placed a commission before, he hadnât actually met with the assassin of the Hundred Wraith Union in person. There was some kind of middleman or intermediary who served as the bridge between him and the assassin.
It was also the middleman to whom Tang Cheolsan sent a request. Thatâs why Tang Cheolsan never had the opportunity to meet one of the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union in person.
Meeting even one of the assassins from the Hundred Wraith Union was a daunting task, let alone someone ranked fifteenth.
Tang Cheolsan swallowed his dry saliva and asked,
âWhy has a high-ranking member of the Hundred Wraith Union come here in person?â
âAh, to apologize.â
âHuh? What forâ?â
âItâs about the request you made before. I looked into it, and it turns out your request was assigned to Baekrok.â
âBaekrok?â
âThatâs right. Heâs also one of our assassins. The only problem is that he got too greedy and tried to accept and carry out requests from both Sichuan and Runan. My theory is that he was going to travel upwards, from Runan to Sichuan, hoping to kill and finish his missions along the way. Unfortunately, however, he encountered a problem.â
âA problem?â
âHe died during his mission.â
âIf he died, then what about my requestââ
âIt failed, of course. The problem is that the place where that idiot died was in Sichuan, which was quite far away. Moreover, since he acted independently, the Hundred Wraith Union was late in investigating the matter. If you hadnât asked for an update, then we wouldnât have known until the end. After all, we donât really care or pay much attention to the other members.â
âOhâŠâ
Tang Cheolsan gulped.
He had thought that things had gone wrong, but he never anticipated that the assassin he had entrusted with his request would die.
âIn other words, my request was not executed.â
âThatâs right. Thatâs why I came here instead of the middleman.â
At the Blood-eyed Demonâs answer, Tang Cheolsan saw a glimmer of hope.
âThen, are you saying that you will personally carry out my request on behalf of Baekrok?â
âIf the price is right.â
âHavenât I already paid the price before?â
âHeh! The difference in rank between Baekrok and me is tremendous. Naturally, there will be a significant difference in the cost of the commission.â
âSo, if I pay an additional fee, will you personally carry out my request?â
âOf course.â
âEven if the assassination target is the Reaper?â
âHmph. Rumors in Jianghu often tend to exaggerate like a snowball.â
Behind the mask, the Blood-eyed Demon laughed.
Under normal circumstances, the Blood-eyed Demon wouldnât be moved by such a request from Tang Cheolsan. This was because he only acted on much bigger jobs that offered more money.
Nevertheless, the only reason he had come here was due to his personal greed.
âBecause of Pyo-wol, there is now a vacant spot in the Ten Blood Assassins. If I can kill him, Iâll be able to join their ranks.â
Thatâs why, when Tang Cheolsan put in a request again, the Blood-eyed Demon skipped everything, even the middleman, and came to him directly.
It took undeniable merit to be one of the Ten Blood Assassins.
Especially for someone ranked fifteenth, he needed to make a strong impression to break through to the upper ranks.
Pyo-wol was a rising star in Jianghu.
Because of Pyo-wolâs formidable presence and recent activities, some people even regarded him as a more fearsome existence than the Hundred Wraith Union.
For the Blood-eyed Demon, it was like an attack on his pride.
He had lived his whole life as an assassin. He had tremendous pride in himself, and he even had a great ambition to become the leader of the Hundred Wraith Union one day.
For him, this request was a chance of a lifetime.
Tang Cheolsan cautiously spoke,
âVery well. I will entrust you with my request.â
âThatâs a good choice. You wonât regret it.â
âHow much?â
âOne hundred thousand gold coins.â
âWhatâ!â
Tang Cheolsan unconsciously let out a gasp, taken aback by the astronomical amount the Blood-eyed Demon asked. But the Blood-eyed Demon remained nonchalant, and explained further,
âI have to admit, that guy is a big shot. Heâs the one who killed Baekrok, the guy previously in charge of carrying out your request. Do you think he will leave you alone? Sure, one hundred thousand gold is a big amount, but itâs still insignificant compared to the value of oneâs life. Now, what will you do? Will you still cancel the request?â
âW-Wellââ
âYouâd better make a decision quickly, I wonât stay here for long.â
âIf I agree to put in the request, will you definitely kill him?â
âI am the Blood-eyed Demon. Until now, there hasnât been a single person who has managed to escape and live after being my target.â
âVery well. If you manage to kill him, I will give you one hundred thousand gold.â
âNo need for explanations. I really dislike those who change their words.â
âO, Of course.â
âThen, Iâll come back tomorrow before sunrise with good news.â
Just a moment after the Blood-eyed Demon spoke confidently and stood up, Tang Cheolsanâs expression suddenly became pensive.
âW-Waitââ
âWhat is it?â
âB-Behind youâ!â
Tang Cheolsan raised his finger and pointed it behind the Blood-eyed Demon.
In that instant, the Blood-eyed Demon felt a chill run down his spine.
He quickly turned around.
And, there stood Pyo-wol.
SoundlessWind21âs notes:
I looked back into it and Tang Cheolsan was actually mentioned in the novel even way before Pyo-wol arrived in Lake Tai (chapter 155). Anyway, thank you for reading!
Samadhi Real Fire. Raws: ìŒë§€ì§í(äžæ§çç«). This is a method of burning objects using energy in martial arts novels.äžæ§ sÄnmĂši â Samadhi (Buddhist term)ç zhÄn â really / truly / indeed / real / true / genuineç« huÇ â fire / urgent / ammunition / fiery or flaming / internal heat (Chinese medicine) / hot (popular)Blood-eyed Demon. Raws: íìê·(èĄçŒéŹŒ).èĄ xuĂš â blood / colloquialçŒ yÇn â eye / small holeéŹŒ guÇ â disembodied spirit; ghost; devil / (suffix) person with a certain vice or addiction etc / sly; crafty; resourceful