CLS-Chapter 446

Chapter 446:

“Did you say Blood Explosion Pill?”

Sagan’s face hardened stiffly.

“That’s right, Blood Explosion Pill.”

“That’s from the Demonic Cult…”

Guwangqushen nodded as if there was nothing more to explain.

“Exactly. It’s that divine pill of the Demonic Cult. It temporarily raises human potential tremendously. Though the price is obvious.”

“Were Blood Explosion Pills common in that era? Recently, they’ve become something you can only see in historical records…”

“My friend, how could a divine pill of the Demonic Cult be a common item? Naturally, it was something that couldn’t be obtained on this side. Even the Demonic Cult treated Blood Explosion Pills as precious. No, to be precise, it wouldn’t be right to say they treated them preciously—they feared them dangerously.”

“That would be so.”

Sagan slowly nodded his head.

Considering the effects of the Blood Explosion Pill that he knew, no matter how demonic the cult, it wasn’t something that could be handled easily. What kind of person could easily handle an item that turned people into cripples in an instant for a moment’s amplification of ability?

Strategically, its value was infinite, but it was an item that reduced those who would be lifelong assets into disposables. If they had even a bit of sense, they wouldn’t easily distribute such an item.

“But isn’t the Blood Explosion Pill something that takes effect when consumed?”

“It was, or so we thought.”

Guwangqushen frowned and scratched his nose.

“But doesn’t everything in the world change? The process of things we thought were natural changing is development, isn’t it?”

“Of course, but…”

“The unfortunate thing is that development has no direction.”

Guwangqushen let out a low sigh.

How wonderful it would be if all worldly affairs only flowed in good directions, but human malice wasn’t something to be taken lightly. Most of the technologies humans currently used were developed to defeat or kill opponents.

Wasn’t martial arts the same?

As a martial artist who learned martial arts to defeat opponents, Guwangqushen might not have the right to lament such things.

As regret appeared on Guwangqushen’s face, Sagan made a contemplative sound and continued speaking.

“Why wasn’t this known to later generations? Just hearing about it doesn’t seem like an ordinary situation…”

“Well.”

Guwangqushen looked at Sagan with a subtle expression.

“Which do you think it was?”

“Pardon?”

“Do you think it was treated as nothing special because it was resolved easily, or was it, as I said before, not passed down because it wasn’t a story worth telling? Which do you think?”

“…”

Sagan couldn’t answer.

This was something that couldn’t be guessed without seeing history. Moreover, Guwangqushen’s expression was weighing down on his lips.

“Don’t make such a stiff face. It’s already past. Yes, it’s all past.”

Guwangqushen shrugged his shoulders.

“And at the time, I didn’t think at all about how big this matter could become. I was more focused on Heavenly Alliance Leader, whom Wei Yan-ho would have to meet later, than on the madmen getting beaten by Wei Yan-ho right in front of my eyes.”

“Certainly…”

Sagan nodded as if acknowledging.

Humans can’t help but pay attention to the blade pressed against their throat rather than uncertain future dangers. One of the things those who study history must be most wary of is not forgetting that they already know the results.

What seems like such obvious choices and decisions to those who know the results is never obvious to those living in that time.

“So I didn’t know.”

“Pardon?”

“That this matter would ripple out so extensively.”

“…Pardon?”

Guwangqushen let out a deep sigh.

***

“Hey, go a bit easier…”

Dark King reached out his hand, then immediately tsk, clicked his tongue and turned his head away.

Of course, Wei Yan-ho hadn’t done anything wrong. There wasn’t really any other way to deal with those people right now. The best method was to face them with full power without distinguishing between ally or enemy.

Wasn’t holding back strength to avoid injuring the opponent and getting hurt in return the most guarded against situation in martial families?

A lion uses its full strength even when catching a rabbit. So the basic teaching of martial families was never to show mercy when facing an enemy.

Therefore, they were in no position to complain even if Wei Yan-ho used deadly techniques right now. Fights between Tang Family members who had poison resistance inevitably met tragic endings.

They had to use stronger poisons to subdue each other. As poisons became stronger, even a small mistake would easily exceed lethal doses.

In the end, even if they stepped forward, there was no guarantee they could produce better results than Wei Yan-ho. Knowing this, none of the current observers could step forward.

Those who knew the situation couldn’t step forward because they knew, and those who didn’t know what was happening couldn’t step forward because their superiors weren’t stepping forward.

Moreover…

“Kraaaaaaah!“

Watching the young ones get hit by Wei Yan-ho’s sword sheath, fall down, then jump right back up to charge at him was chilling to the bone.

Tang Family’s martial arts lacked stopping power. They had poor compatibility against those who charged forward ignoring minor injuries. Eventually, the poisoned ones would collapse, but the damage they received in the meantime couldn’t be ignored.

If Wei Yan-ho’s group wasn’t here and they had tried to subdue those bastards by themselves, the damage wouldn’t have been trivial.

Considering all these circumstances, Dark King should have been bowing deeply to Wei Yan-ho.

He knew that, but…

“Urachachachachacha!“

“Goodness, he’s really beating them with such enthusiasm!”

Dark King covered his face as he watched the family’s children being sent flying by Wei Yan-ho’s sword sheath.

How could he not understand the situation? But look at this spectacle now. Even if those in the know somehow understood and let it pass, the level of those currently watching this place wasn’t all that high.

Just looking at the surface, it would only appear that Wei Yan-ho was gleefully beating them while they were caught in qi deviation. Wouldn’t it also look like the family’s elders couldn’t stop this spectacle and were just watching?

Dark King stealthily turned his head and sighed as he observed the indignation rising in the young men’s faces.

‘Even if I explain, it doesn’t seem like they’ll listen…’

Misunderstandings were accumulating.

In the end, he had no choice but to somehow resolve it well with words.

‘Why is everything that bastard does like this?’

Looking back, that bastard hadn’t particularly done anything wrong. He wasn’t someone with enough motivation to actively scheme bad things.

All he did was slack off, and when something happened around him, he resolved it before it became more troublesome.

It was the same now.

Wei Yan-ho hadn’t particularly done anything wrong, but the situation was gradually worsening. The proud family’s young children would be displeased with Wei Yan-ho acting up in the Tang Family itself.

And the result of that was…

‘This is exactly it.’

Looking at the dissatisfied gazes pouring toward him, Dark King couldn’t hide his dismay.

The guy he brought to help maintain his position as family head was acting like this.

If Wei Yan-ho planted antipathy in these people, the standing of the one who brought Wei Yan-ho into the Tang Family would inevitably be shaken. Of course, children having antipathy toward him wasn’t a big problem, but good things being good was the way of the world, wasn’t it?

“Hey, can’t you finish quickly?”

“Then the injuries would become severe.”

“…”

“Don’t say obvious things, Family Head. I know you find it hard to trust that bastard because he’s so lazy. But precisely because he’s like that, he’s someone who tries to finish any task in the shortest time possible.”

“…I’m sorry.”

Dark King honestly bowed his head in apology.

Even knowing there was no other way, he had pressed someone due to his impatient heart. He knew it was something that should never be done.

‘Demonic Cult bastards!’

What Wei Jeong-han said wasn’t mere speculation. Now he had to acknowledge it. He didn’t know what method they used, but the Demonic Cult bastards had definitely infiltrated the Tang Family and turned the Tang Family members into this state.

‘This is no longer just the Tang Family’s problem.’

Intuiting that the situation was growing bigger, Dark King looked at Wei Jeong-han with a hardened face.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, it was fortunate that this man was here now. When a situation arose that Heavenly Alliance couldn’t resolve on its own, just having this man here could strengthen their alliance with the Righteous Martial Alliance.

Though this had started as something he didn’t expect to become so serious, Dark King inwardly felt relieved that he had made the best choice.

Just one thing…

Thud thud thud thud thud!

“That, that…”

Dark King said with a hardened face.

“I know it can’t be helped, but I can’t help frowning. I must lack cultivation.”

“No… it seems like that bastard is also getting a bit intoxicated now? He looks excited?”

“What?”

Wei Jeong-han slyly avoided Dark King’s gaze.

Dark King urgently turned to look at Wei Yan-ho.

“Ah, this is really annoying!”

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes were slightly rolling back.

These bastards weren’t normal.

He already knew they were madmen, but the degree of their madness was exceeding Wei Yan-ho’s expectations.

Look at that, look.

The guy whose ribs were all broken from being kicked just moments ago jumped right back up and was charging at him again. If a normal person did that, he’d at least applaud their tenacity, but when someone with foam at their mouth and rolled-back eyes charged like that, it was chilling to the bone.

‘This really isn’t a joke.’

It wasn’t much of a threat to Wei Yan-ho right now. But what would happen if this occurred in a place without Wei Yan-ho?

If there were people around capable of subduing them, that would be fortunate, but if not, a massacre would unfold.

Wei Yan-ho looked at those charging at him with cold eyes.

Even though their whole bodies had become like rags, they didn’t stop charging. When he broke both their legs, they were crawling on the ground to approach him.

‘This is no joke.’

If martial artists of similar levels gathered together and two or three of them had such fits, dealing with them would become impossible. There would be no other method but killing them.

It would be problematic if this side suffered casualties from carelessly dealing with them, and even if they dealt with them decisively, those having fits would definitely die. Even excluding humanitarian perspectives, the damage to fighting strength would be extreme.

At this point, it wasn’t a matter of resolution.

They needed to find the cause.

“Damn it!“

Just as Wei Yan-ho was about to draw his sword after kicking away a martial artist trying to bite his leg, something began to change rapidly in the situation.

“Krrlrk.“

The movements of the charging madmen began to rapidly subside.

‘What?’

Wei Yan-ho watched the madmen’s movements with tense eyes.