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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1067

Episode 1067 Are you trying to kill me? (2)

Jo Geol stared blankly at Cheongmyeong, not even thinking about wiping away the cold sweat that was dripping down his face.


Of course I knew he was crazy. What disciple of Hwasan doesn’t know that that bastard is crazy?

But even crazy has its limits. I never imagined it would get that crazy.

‘No, I still…’

In the meantime, I thought that when that bastard did something crazy, there would be a reckoning behind it. I never thought there would be such a solution…

“⋯⋯Crazy guy.”

This is what Yoonjong said. If these words came out of his mouth, everything was said. Just how dire the situation that unfolded in front of them was was proven by Baekcheon, who had collapsed, and Yui Seol, who was lying next to him with his head down on the floor like an exhausted cat.

‘It would be more common sense to stick your head into the tiger’s mouth and shout for it to eat!’

At that moment, Tang Soso muttered in a voice as if he was in a panic.

“That idiot… If you want to lose, you have to search alone, why us… .”

Jo Geol was startled and looked back. Even though it is a volcano with no ups and downs, it is still a bit… . Now that Yoonjong heard it, he might get angry…

“I know yeah!”

Nope. Oh, you must have been very angry with the death penalty.

And it seems that it wasn’t only Hwasan’s disciples who were exhausted from Cheongmyeong’s crazy actions.


Everyone’s exhausted eyes turned to the place where the voice came from. If it had been someone else’s voice, I wouldn’t have had the strength to turn my head, but even in this situation, I couldn’t ignore Jang Il-so’s reaction.

Jang Il-so, who was keeping his back straight as if he could not bear to collapse like the disciples of Hwasan, had an expression of bewilderment on his face. His gaze was focused on Cheongmyeong walking towards him.

“I thought I was the craziest person in Gangho…”


“There was someone worse.”

After hearing those words, Hwasan’s disciples looked at each other with faces that could neither cry nor laugh. I never thought there would come a moment when they would sympathize with what Jang Il-so said.

Jang Il-so’s complexion, which looked a little whiter than usual, seemed to show that what he said a moment ago was not just a joke.

In contrast, the face of Cheongmyeong, who approached, was calm, as if everything was someone else’s business. He looked at Baekcheon and the group again and clicked his tongue.

“Wow, if anyone sees it, they’ll think you’ve done something great. “What did you do to sit down?”

“Hey, this…”

“The Lord… Sir, please go far away and lie down. Please… .”

The disciples of Hwasan, who had no strength left to shout, just swore in vain voices.

Still, Baekcheon was the first person to stand up and ask.

“What the hell…”


“What happened? Why did that guy go away so obediently?”

I could vaguely hear the conversation, but since I had no prior knowledge, I couldn’t understand it at all.

“Well, it’s nothing special…”

Cheongmyeong’s gaze slowly landed on Jang Il-so.

“I’ll tell you later.”

Baekcheon, who understood the meaning, was about to nod his head when Jang Ilso opened his mouth in an expression of disappointment.

“Still, I thought we were comrades who fought together. “Wouldn’t it break my heart if you ostracized me so blatantly?”

The voice sounded soft and even friendly, but Cheongmyeong’s reaction was nothing short of cold.

“The moment will never come when I will use the word comrade-in-arms with a bastard like you.”

“I’d like to say it’s a cold answer, but… . “Yeah, seeing what you’re doing makes me think it might be better for me too.”

Jang Il-so said with a slightly strange look in his eyes. Then, voices of agreement flowed from all over.

“That’s right.”

“…Honestly, I feel sorry about this.”


“What, you bastards?”

Cheongmyeong glared at Hwasan’s disciples who agreed with Jang Il-so’s words.

Jang Il-so opened his mouth.

“The guy called Cheonma they are waiting for…”

Everyone’s mood changed completely when the word “Cheonma” suddenly appeared. Jang Il-so opened his mouth heavily, with his eyes still fixed on Cheongmyeong.

“It looks like it didn’t fall from the sky, but was resurrected in someone’s body?”

Cheongmyeong glared at Jang Il-so with cold eyes. But Jang Il-so just raised the corners of her red mouth and received her gaze.

“And the Demonic Cult has no way of confirming that the resurrected person is a Heavenly Demon until he or she realizes that he or she is a Heavenly Demon. So… you don’t dare kill anyone?”

Cheongmyeong did not bother to answer. But in the current situation, is there any clearer answer than silence? Jang Il-so’s eyes held a strange light.

“Does that mean… that the Heavenly Demon has already been resurrected and may be living without even knowing that he is the Heavenly Demon? In this midfield?”

Cheongmyeong’s eyes became a little more fierce. Then Jang Il-so laughed softly.

“If you stare at me with those eyes, I can’t help but feel more confident.”

Cheongmyeong gritted his teeth slightly as if he was trembling at Jang Il-so and then sighed. He is Jang Il Sogo, not just any other guy, and he saw the whole situation with his own eyes, so no matter what he says, he won’t hesitate.

“Nothing is certain.”

Cheongmyeong spoke in a low voice.

“Maybe he’s already been resurrected, or maybe he’s not even born yet. Otherwise, she didn’t show herself even though she already realized she was a Heavenly Demon.”


“The problem is that no one can know.”

Jang Il-so nodded as if he roughly understood.

“It’s resurrection…”

After thinking about it for a while, he sighed lightly.

“You’re so good at believing such absurd stories. “Those crazy fanatics and you who have more taste than those fanatics.”

Cheongmyeong did not bother to answer that question.

There was no reason to make him understand, and he had no confidence in making him understand. If he hadn’t gone through the process of being reborn, he would have dismissed all these words as nonsense, just like Jang Il-so.

Jang Il-so’s eyes scanned the place where Cheon-sal existed and the land where traces of the Danja River remained.

“But… to just dismiss those words as the nonsense of a madman… Those crazy people are not ordinary crazy people.”

Jang Il-so clearly felt the power of a thousand years of life.

Danjagang alone is a power he has never experienced before. However, Cheonsal had the power to trample even the Danjagang in one fell swoop. To put it plainly, at this point in time, there is no one in the rivers who can compete with a thousand lives.

‘What if that power and the power of the magicians I saw combined?’

The grand task of conquering the central plains does not seem that difficult. At least it was a much more realistic story than the dream Jang Il-so is currently dreaming of.

But neither the Heavenly Death nor the Demonic Sword moves.

I was eating away at my life in a remote area where I couldn’t figure out who could have everything if they wanted to. Only for reasons of faith.

Because I was Jang Il-so and no one else, I was able to understand how absurd this situation was.

The strong are a mass of self-consciousness. No matter how talented you are, it takes great effort to embody that talent and turn it into a realistic force.

Therefore, a strong person who, through an arduous process, obtains the power of inaction that will overwhelm the world, becomes the embodiment of self-love that is difficult to understand with the common sense of criminals.

For a strong man who is around 1,000 years old, it would not be surprising if his enormous self-consciousness overflowed throughout the central plains. However, rather than using that power to overcome the Heavenly Demon, he throws away everything he can easily obtain at any time and just waits for the Heavenly Demon’s return.

Like a loyal dog that protects a home after its owner has left.

‘Is this really possible?’

impossible. No, it shouldn’t be possible. There is only one situation where that is possible.

Jang Il-so looked around at everyone with curious eyes.

“So, that guy called Cheonma…”

Everyone held their breath at the ominous voice.

“It means that even that monster can be turned into a bastard guarding an ownerless house.”

Anyone who lives in Gangho cannot fail to hear the two letters Cheonma. The name is a symbol of strength and a culmination of fear.

However, the one sentence Jang Il-so uttered was more powerful than any expression I had ever heard about Cheonma.

“Beyond loyalty, submission… . No, it goes beyond submission to the point where you can offer yourself as a sacrifice.”

Jang Il-so burst out laughing.

Not even Jang Ilsoo in the world has ever subjugated someone so completely. Even if he left a message that he would be resurrected after his death, would Hong Jian be able to wait for him for a hundred years?

Those murderous madmen, like high monks devoted to Buddhism, are confined to the outskirts and endure a life of long patience?

‘There’s no way around it.’

But what on earth do you have to do to make someone who is not even a red dog but is about 1,000 years old look like that?

No one could bear to open their mouths.

What they fought was Danjagang, and what they faced was Cheonsal. But at this moment, it felt like the gigantic shadow of the Heavenly Demon, something I had never encountered before, was pressing down on everyone here.

Jang Il-so’s eyes drew a strange line.

“That kind of guy could be living somewhere here without even knowing who I am…”

Jang Il-so slowly shook his head.

“It’s too much for a joke.”

solved everything. He drove out the Demonic Cult that invaded Hangzhou and even led to the death of one of their greatest forces, the Bishop. Considering his criminal record, he can’t ask for more than this.

However, there was no trace of joy at the achievement on the faces of those who remained here. For those who realized the power of the Demon Cult and guessed the power of the Heavenly Demon, all that was left was a feeling of pressure that could not be described.

“Well, I guess it would be good. “That’s not a problem right now.”

Jang Il-so sighed lightly and smiled.

“Rather than what happens later, when you don’t know when it will happen…”

It was a bright smile, but the moment they looked into his eyes, Hwasan’s disciples suddenly felt the hairs on their entire bodies stand on end.

“Shouldn’t we settle our business first?”

Jang Il-so’s voice changed completely. The strangely youthful friendliness disappeared, and life soon took its place. The faces of Baekcheon and his companions instantly became tense.

‘no way… ?’

‘At a moment like this?’

Everyone’s body tightened.

I thought that Jang Il-so might reveal his true colors at any moment. Wasn’t the reason he came to Gangnam with only a small group in the first place because he couldn’t trust Jang Il-so?

But no matter what, this is too urgent.

As soon as Jang Il-so finished speaking, Honggyeon quietly but quickly gathered around Jang Il-so. At the same time, Hwasan’s disciples also confronted Jang Il-so, centered around Cheongmyeong.

Jang Il-so’s bewitching eyes and Cheongmyeong’s cool eyes became entangled in the air.

Cheongmyeong and Jang Il-so are in a situation where they cannot fight properly anyway. If so, this is a fight between Honggyeon and Hwasan. Even though Honggyeon is extremely strong, Hwasan’s power is also not easy.

‘As far as removing the body… .’

It was the moment when Baekcheon was about to exchange glances with Ungeom. Jang Il-so shook his head as if he could clearly see his intention.

“Oh dear. “Did you say 100,000?”

“⋯⋯You bastard.”

“If your calculations are that slow… you won’t be able to survive in Gangnam, even if you don’t know in Gangbuk.”

“What kind of bullshit… .”

The moment Jo Geol tried to raise her voice on Baekcheon’s behalf, she closed her mouth as if someone’s hand had blocked it. His eyes shook greatly.

I just saw it. Those who showed themselves one after another around them.

A moan naturally escaped from Yoonjong’s mouth.

“Huh… black ghost…”

Before they knew it, the elite Black Ghost Treasures they had left at the entrance to Hangzhou were surrounding them and narrowing the siege. As if he wasn’t going to let even a single person escape.

If it’s just the red dog, I’ll do whatever it takes, but what if the black ghost joins in?


A gloomy look appeared on the faces of the volcano disciples for a moment. Jang Il-so, who looked at those scenes with amusement, laughed out loud.

“Aren’t you curious?”

A gorgeous smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s face. A cruel light flickered in her pale eyes.

“Fighting with a great tiger the size of a house… “Which would be more terrifying, being surrounded by a flock of hungry wildcats?”

“You son of a bitch…”

Jo Geol’s eyes began to bloodshot.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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