Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 319: Missing the Warehouse

Jegal Seun, the Grand Strategist of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, was known for his love of elegant words. As he walked along the path, he observed the ‘manure’ on the ground and the ‘flower’ planted in it, evoking complex thoughts.

In a world that feels like manure, he was the solitary and beautiful flower. It was a mix of dirt and beauty, a reflection of his fall and the misery of his clan, the Jegal.

At that moment, Gong Son-il and Peng Manho laughed. Their gaze was fixed on the Incomparable Among Ten, Namgung Yeon, and Yeon Jeokha. The situation was curiously fitting.

The interpretation of the metaphor varied depending on who heard it. Jegal Seun joined in their laughter, accepting their interpretation. In doing so, he felt relieved. He seemed to harbor many accumulated resentments toward Namgung Yeon and Yeon Jeokha.

The three men shared a silent smile and continued on their way.

Namgung Yeon, upon seeing Jegal Seun, looked away. To her, Jegal Seun was someone she no longer wanted to deal with.

Yeon Jeokha, on the other hand, was different. He had a unique tenacity. He observed Jegal Seun closely, trying to understand his movements.

“A beautiful flower planted in manure.”

His comment made Gong Son-il and Peng Manho laugh. Yeon Jeokha’s eyes filled with anger.

“Did he just call me manure?”

Any young man would have been enraged. Even more so if the comment came from Jegal Seun.

“Did you hear that, sister? That guy is laughing at us.”

“Really?”

“Yes, he looked at us and said that a beautiful flower was planted in manure.”

“He’s crazy.”

Namgung Yeon could not tolerate him comparing Yeon Jeokha to manure.

“Is that what he said?”

A madman deserves a proper punishment. Yeon Jeokha launched himself like a gust of wind. Fifty zhang (about 150 meters) were covered in an instant.

The guards at the rear of Jegal Seun’s entourage were the first to notice Yeon Jeokha. Seeing him run with a fierce expression, they hesitated but did not stop him. There was no reason to stop him; after all, they all belonged to the Heaven and Earth Alliance.

Peng Manho sensed the murderous intent and turned around.

“Ah!”

Peng Manho’s scream was almost a moan. It seemed that Yeon Jeokha had heard the offensive comment.

Peng Manho stepped forward and extended his hand.

“Yeon Jeokha!”

He was trying to calm him down. But Peng Manho did not stop, charging at him like a raging bull. Peng Manho, known as the Lightning Saber, instinctively drew his saber.

Clang.

Yeon Jeokha blocked the saber and struck Peng Manho’s head with the hilt of his sword.

Thunk.

With a groan, Peng Manho staggered back, clutching his head.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Gong Son-il stepped back in fear and shouted:

“Yeon Jeokha! What are you doing?”

But Yeon Jeokha did not respond. He pounced on Jegal Seun like a lion.

Although Jegal Seun was a strategist, he was also a master swordsman. He drew his sword to block Yeon Jeokha’s attack.

Clang-clang.

The sound of metal rang out as their figures crossed.

Having dodged the first attack, Jegal Seun shouted:

“Yeon Jeokha! Why are you attacking the delegation? What are you doing? Stop Yeon Jeokha!”

The guards drew their swords at his command.

Clang-clang-clang.

But Yeon Jeokha, without saying a word, charged at Jegal Seun again. Three guards stood in front of Jegal Seun.

“Get out of my way!”

Yeon Jeokha swung his sword horizontally, cutting the swords in half.

Clang-clang.

The guards stepped back, shocked by his skill. At that moment, Peng Manho, recovered, tried to attack Yeon Jeokha from the side.

Yeon Jeokha easily deflected the attack and leaped into the air.

“Interfere and you’ll die!”

With a roar, he unleashed his Ground Splitting Dragon Claw technique at Peng Manho.

Swish-swish-swish.

Three beams of energy shot toward Peng Manho. Using his Eight Trigrams technique, he tried to block them.

Boom.

“Argh!”

The powerful energy made him tremble and groan in pain. He barely managed to block one of the energy beams.

‘How can he be so powerful?’

The reputation of the Peng Family’s techniques was feared in the Murim. But now, his technique seemed insufficient against Yeon Jeokha’s strength.

He rolled to the side to avoid the other two energy beams.

Crash.

The ground where he had stood split open deeply. The trench was over ten zhang (about 30 meters) long.

The guards, seeing the devastation, stepped back in fear.

Gong Son-il, who had been watching from the beginning, could not believe what he was seeing.

‘What incredible skill!’

This surpassed most of the clan leaders. Although he had heard that Yeon Jeokha had defeated many Demon Warriors, he thought it was an exaggeration. Now he saw that it was not.

Peng Manho got up, but he did not dare to attack again.

The guards stepped aside. The situation was clear: they had to let Yeon Jeokha deal with Jegal Seun.

Jegal Seun, with a pale face, asked:

“Yeon Jeokha, I am the Grand Strategist of the Heaven and Earth Alliance and the leader of this delegation. Why are you attacking me?”

“Why? Don’t you know? I heard what you said earlier.”

Jegal Seun felt a chill, but he tried to justify himself.

“That was a misunderstanding!”

“Misunderstanding? You laughed at me and my sister, and you think you can get away with it.”

“I never mocked you or Namgung Yeon. Right, Gong Son-il, Peng Manho?”

But they, terrified by Yeon Jeokha, did not respond.

Yeon Jeokha approached Jegal Seun.

“I don’t need others’ opinions. I heard it myself, and that’s enough.”

As Yeon Jeokha approached with murderous intent, Jegal Seun shouted:

“I am the leader of the delegation! Attacking me is…”

Before he could finish, Yeon Jeokha attacked with his sword. Jegal Seun, terrified, retreated, trying to block the rain of blows.

Clang-clang-clang.

Jegal Seun had never faced such relentless attacks. It seemed that Yeon Jeokha wanted to tear him to pieces.

“I am…”

He could not finish his sentence. With a metallic sound, Jegal Seun’s sword broke.

Swish.

Yeon Jeokha’s Dragon and Tiger Windstorm Technique enveloped Jegal Seun. Like a dragon, the energy surrounded him and descended in a spiral.

Slice-slice-slice.

Shreds of clothing and hair flew in all directions. But it wasn’t just the clothing.

The cutting energy opened Jegal Seun’s skin in multiple places.

The pain was so intense that Jegal Seun could not help but scream.

“Aaaah!”

As he raised his hands, Jegal Seun felt his face burning. Tremors ran through his body as he touched his face.

The cut skin on his face made Jegal Seun scream in pain and despair.

“Aaaah!”

The Leader of the Jegal Family and Strategist had been disfigured. How could he face people again? How would he continue negotiations with the Yoomyung Cult?

Gong Son-il and Peng Manho closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight.

Even if Yeon Jeokha was the Grand Inspector of Nokrim, they could not believe he had done this to Jegal Seun.

Yeon Jeokha, for his part, had not intended to go this far. He only wanted to tear Jegal Seun’s clothes, but his hatred had intensified his attack, affecting the skin as well.

‘At least I didn’t kill him. He has killed many people without mercy.’

Thinking about that, Yeon Jeokha became even more furious.

“Stop whining! I did you a favor by letting you live! If I had wanted to kill you, you’d be in pieces right now.”

“I’d rather be dead…”

Jegal Seun did not finish the sentence. Although he hated Yeon Jeokha, he feared him even more. This man, who had disfigured him in the middle of a peace mission, knew no limits. If he asked him to kill him, he would do so without hesitation.

Finally, the guards came running and lifted the shattered Jegal Seun. The delegation heading to Gonguihyeon turned around and went back.

Before leaving, Peng Manho glared at Yeon Jeokha with fury in his eyes.

“Yeon Jeokha, you’ll be held accountable for this.”

“Why? He started with the insults. You should thank me for being so compassionate.”

“What…! Haa…”

Pung Yeoncho, trying to say something, could only sigh deeply before turning on his heels. He also felt some responsibility for the situation and acknowledged that Jegal Seun had made the first mistake.

‘Tch! That’s how Nokrim is…’

Peng Manho couldn’t believe how reckless Yeon Jeokha was. In comparison, members of the righteous sects would simply exchange murderous glares or argue. But Yeon Jeokha had used his sword without hesitation, despite Jegal Seun being the leader of a peace mission.

Thus, the delegation retraced the path they had come. Yeon Jeokha, watching them, murmured to himself:

“I guess I’m now destined to become famous as a villain.”

Namgung Yeon, approaching silently, said:

“Why didn’t you kill him? It would’ve been better to end him.”

With this incident, Yeon Jeokha had created a mortal enemy in Jegal Seun. It would have been wiser to kill him from the start.

“If he does something wrong again, then…”

Yeon Jeokha left the sentence unfinished. He had yet to meet someone he hated enough to want to kill. Even Jegal Seun, despicable as he was, didn’t deserve death in his eyes.

“He won’t leave you alone.”

“I know. Anyone would do the same in his place.”

Regardless of who was at fault, anyone who suffered such injuries would eventually seek revenge.

“Dealing with people isn’t easy. At times like this, I miss the warehouse.”

Yeon Jeokha sighed, longing for the days when he didn’t have to worry about the complicated matters of the Murim and only focused on learning from the Mysterious Woman of the Nine Heavens.