RDM (Novel) Chapter 473

 C 473

 Word Changed from Divine Martial Alliance to Celestial Demon Troupe(Lee Gwak’s Novel)

The one who sent the letter through the messenger hawk was none other than ManSlaughter.

"As expected, Pyo Wol has entered Soyang."

"Are you sure?"

"ManSlaughter confirmed it."

"Then it must be true."

"Indeed, it's Pyo Wol. He has neutralized our surveillance network and approached us closely."

So Yeowol wore a genuinely annoyed expression.

That's why she didn't like the idea of stealing the sutras from Chengdu.

The fact that the owner of the sutras was related to Pyo Wol bothered her. The Pyo Wol she knew would never let a provocation involving him go unanswered. But she couldn't defy the order directly given by the chief.

As she expected, Pyo Wol chased the people who stole the sutra and came to Soyang, which was nearby.

It was just a matter of time, a natural course of events.

Song Cheonwoo grumbled.

"Pyo Wol, that viper! Once he bites, he never lets go."

"What's new about that? Pyo Wol has always been like that."

"We should have killed him back in the underground hideout. Looking back, that was the perfect opportunity to kill Pyo Wol."

"That's already in the past. And without Pyo Wol, we wouldn't have been able to escape from Blood Shadow Group's hands and return here."

"So, you're not saying we should just leave him alone, are you?"

"Of course not? We just need to make good use of this opportunity."


"Crisis and opportunity always come together. Pyo Wol is both a crisis and an opportunity for us. If we use him well, we can create variables."


Song Cheonwoo let out a contemplative sound.

Pyo Wol was an uncomfortable presence.

Nothing ever went right with him.

Thanks to him, they were able to escape from the heaven and earth’s net, safely, but on the other hand, without him, they wouldn't have suffered so much in the underground cave.

The biggest problem of all was that they didn't know where Pyo Wol would end up.

As they had experienced in the underground cave, controlling Pyo Wol as they wanted was impossible.

They had failed to use Pyo Wol to their advantage back then. Now, they didn't know if he would bend to their will.

"It won't be easy. And it will be dangerous."

"Like I said, he is both a crisis and an opportunity. We have to take that risk."

"Ugh! If that's what you want."

In the end, Song Cheonwoo gave in.

As always, So Yeowol's will came first for him.

"Thank you! For following my wishes."

"How are you going to do it? Are you planning to involve the Red King as well?"

"Not just the red king, but everything we can use."

"Can you handle it? Right now, Udamha has her eyes wide open, watching us."

"That's why we need to take more risks."


"We're going to expand the issue."

So Yeowol's eyes shone eerily.

She was confident that she knew Pyo Wol better than anyone else in this world.

It was because she had been watching his growth since the underground cave. So, she knew how persistent and venomous he was.

Even when Pyo Wol was a powerless youngster, he controlled the underground cave with just his venom. He boasted equal or even greater power than other groups without forming one himself.

His nature hadn't changed even after entering the martial world.

Just looking at how he manipulated the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect showed how incredibly capable he was.

His subsequent actions were unbelievable.

Numerous forces bowed to his actions, and countless people lost their lives at his hands.

Among them were many absolute masters who shook the martial world.

It was truly an unbelievable journey.

Due to Pyo Wol's actions, the businesses that New Moon Manor, no, Guryongsalmak, had been conducting secretly in the martial world for a long time were completely uprooted.

"Pyo Wol already knows that Guryongsalmak is another name for the New Moon Manor. He must have become more certain because of the theft of the sutras. The more we delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."


"So even if we deploy more of Guryongsalmak's forces, the chief won't be able to say anything. Because we are doing it to protect the secret of Guryongsalmak."

So Yeowol's smile grew deeper.

Her smile, as glamorous and thorny as a rose, caused Song Cheonwoo to firmly shut his lips.

He knew that no matter what he said, So Yeowol wouldn't listen.

If So Yeowol was this confident in her course of action, there was no point in opposing it. Instead, he needed to think about how to best support her plan.

"Throw in more firewood. It doesn't matter if the whole plan goes up in flames."

Song Cheonwoo shuddered at So Yeowol's crazed voice.


"Older brother!"


Eun-yo and Do Yeonsan were the first to greet Pyo Wol when he returned.

They hadn't slept a wink while waiting for Pyo Wol to return.

Eun-yo asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

"That's a relief."

Eun-yo sighed in relief.

She trusted Pyo Wol, but she couldn't help but worry about him separately.

As soon as Pyo Wol entered the room with the two, Wind Saint and divine physician approached him.

"Hao Clan was attacked?"

"They were annihilated."

"Who did it?"


"ManSlaughter? Is it really the work of that monster?"

"I confirmed it with my own eyes."


Wind Saint let out a sigh upon hearing Pyo Wol's answer.

Having lived in the same era, he knew all too well how cruel and relentless ManSlaughter was.

The divine physician asked, "Why would he attack the Hao Clan's branch? No matter how powerful he is as one of the Eight Constellations, the Hao Clan would be tricky to deal with."

"It seems to be related to Guryongsalmak."

"Guryongsalmak? You don't mean the group that's rumored to have created the Unreturnable prison, do you?"


"Guryongsalmak actually exists..."

The Divine physician let out a sigh.

He naturally learned about Guryongsalmak while treating Yoo Soo-hwan, who had been trapped in the unreturnable prison for a long time.

He knew Yoo Soo-hwan was not a liar, but still he had a hard time believing him, because the story was so shocking.

It was hard to believe that a group had been parasitising in Kangho for decades.

However, since Pyo Wol mentioned Guryongsalmak, there was no reason not to believe him.

As soon as he mentioned Guryongsalmak, there was someone whose face noticeably darkened.

It was Wind Saint.

Pyo Wol didn't miss the change in Wind Saint's expression.

"I'll go for a walk."

Wind Saint left the Gi Family Clinic without waiting for anyone's response.

The divine physician said,

"You must be tired, so let's rest today and talk again tomorrow."

The divine physician and the Gi Family Clinic willingly provided lodging for Pyo Wol and his party.

The clinic was much larger than it looked from the outside. In addition, all the buildings near it belonged to them. They were all connected to the palace by a side door.

Although they seemed to have no relation to Gi Family Clinic from the outside, they were actually part of a large pavillion.

Gi Mu-seong, the owner of the Gi Family Clinic, gave them a shabby building. It was attached to the east side of the clinic.

It looked like it could fall apart at any moment, but it was cleaner than it looked. There were three rooms, and Pyo-wol, Eun-yo, and Do Yeonsan occupied one each.

Pyo Wol lay down on the bed and used his arm as a pillow.

"So Yeowol!"

He thought of So Yeowol.

It had been a long time since he'd seen her, and she looked incomparably more mature than before.

She had been the leader of a group even in her childhood when blood never dried on her forehead. Although she had Song Cheonwoo's help, leading the largest underground group was entirely due to her ability.

With her strong leadership and presence, she could control and manipulate the children. It was hard to say that such abilities were acquired, as she was too young at the time.

It was undoubtedly a natural-born talent.

It was a natural talent that blossomed in the natural environment of the underground cave.

A long time has passed since then.

He couldn't tell how much she had developed now.

Based on the hellish experiences she had gone through, she produced assassins called Blood Demons.

Pyo Wol didn't think that the Blood Demons were the only thing she had prepared.

'With her abilities, she must have prepared many more things.'

Pyo Wol recalled the recent meeting with So Yeowol.

She had said that she had been a member of the Guryongsalmak even before she joined the underground cave.  She had been chased out because she was a thorn in someone's side. If her words were true, there would be no reason for her to have good feelings towards Guryongsalmak.

Of course, she wouldn't be able to trust them completely.

If Pyo Wol were in So Yeowol's position, he would have built up his forces separately from Guryongsalmak. The Blood Demons she had displayed were an example of this.

"There must be more power besides the blood demons.

The Blood Demons were certainly strong.

It was natural, as they had been trained in the same way that Pyo Wol and So Yeowol had grown. However, it didn't seem like So Yeowol would be satisfied with just that level.

There must be more hidden power. And it was likely to be something separate from the Guryongsalmak.

So Yeowol had been chased out of Guryongsalmak and entered the underground cave. It was impossible for her to fully trust and rely on Guryongsalmak.

Above all, knowing So Yeowol's nature, she would undoubtedly seek revenge on those who made her that way.


Pyo Wol focused on So Yeowol's revenge and thought from her perspective.

So Yeowol would not be pleased with Pyo Wol's appearance.

Since they had been together for a long time, she knew how persistent and tenacious he could be.

Perhaps his very existence could have shaken the plans So Yeowol had been building and carrying out until now.

'If I were her, I would use me to shake up the inside of Guryongsalmak.'

So Yeowol would never overlook the variable that was Pyo Wol.

She would try to use him to shake up Guryongsalmak from within and achieve her goals.

As much as he hated to admit it, he was strikingly similar to her, so he could read her mind to some extent.

The outline of the picture she was drawing flashed through his mind.


Pyo Wol got up.

He wanted to catch a cool breeze to clear his cluttered mind.

Pyo Wol quietly left the building.

It was late at night, and the streets were quiet.

There were no people walking around, and no houses with lights on.

It was only natural.

The poor lived a difficult life, living from one day to the next. Instead of buying oil for their lanterns, they would rather buy more rice.

As a result, when the sun went down, the slums were as quiet as if no one was there. Everyone goes to bed early.

Thanks to that, Pyo Wol was able to wander the streets alone and sort out his thoughts.

Suddenly, Pyo Wol looked up and stared straight ahead.

A man with an equally complicated mind was walking towards him.

It was Wind Saint.

Wind Saint seemed to have noticed Pyo Wol as well, as he stopped and looked at him.

A brief silence passed between the two.

The first to speak was Wind Saint.

"It seems you can't sleep either. Is it because of the Guryongsalmak?"

"You seem to know a lot about Guryongsalmak?"


"How much do you know?"


Suddenly, Wind Saint let out a sigh.

His state of mind seemed incredibly complicated.

His face looked as if it had aged a decade, a testament to the amount of thought he'd put into it in such a short time.

Wind Saint said,

"Let's talk while we walk."

Pyo Wol quietly followed Wind Saint.

Wind Saint walked silently for a while.

It was only when they reached the edge of the slums that he spoke.

"The story goes back to the very end of the Great War."

"Great War?"

"The final war between the Celestial Demon Troupe and the Celestial League, which determined the fate Of Kangho. That's where the Guryongsalmak began."

Wind Saint's eyes were focused on the distant past.

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