Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 250

Nangseon’s Romantic Tale – 249

One month later.

Across the vast sky, clouds of fire suddenly bloomed, heralded by a giant ray soaring through the air.

It was San-gun’s mount, Hwaunbanhong.

“Does it bother you?”

“Well… yeah, it does.”

San-gun and Cho-ah were heading to Mount Baek, having left Mount Talmyeong.

His body no longer needed treatment, and he had finished reminiscing with Jangcheon and discussing the Ascent to Heaven Road.

However, he was looking at something in his hand with a worried expression.

It was a bead made of ash.

A small sealing orb.

One month ago.

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“Are you leaving?”

“I must. I can’t stay here forever, and I can’t leave Mount Baek unattended.”

“…Then come with me.”

When Hwanmang tapped the ground with his staff, a constructed formation unfolded.

A formation like a talisman, it appeared to be a teleportation array. Space rippled, and the surrounding scenery changed. They had been teleported to another space.

It was a rather dark space, with faint candlelight enhancing the gloom.

A space that seemed like a small cave created underground.

On one side of the wall, a stone wall made like a display case and orbs placed on strangely shaped vessels were striking.

They were ash-colored orbs that San-gun had seen once before.

“Hwanmang Seonsa [a Taoist immortal]. This is…”

“Something you have a connection with.”

Several orbs were placed there.

Even with a rough count using divine sense, there were hundreds of orbs.

Sealing orbs.

“This must be it.”

Hwanmang took out one of them and handed it to San-gun.

“Isn’t this a bad karma with you? It’s troublesome for me to keep, so decide whether to sever or continue the connection.”

The sealing orb was handed over as if passing on a burden, and it came into San-gun’s hand.

Though not explicitly stated, he knew what was inside this orb.

‘Gui-eum Nachal [a powerful demonic entity].’

Yehu would be residing there.

“Why are you giving it to me?”

“Didn’t I say? I’m giving it to you because it has a bad karma with you.”

“But Gui-eum Nachal harmed countless mortals and Taoists of Goseon [ancient Joseon]. Can you still definitively say it’s a bad karma with me?”

At San-gun’s question, Hwanmang chuckled and replied as if it were obvious.

“Didn’t she desire you?”

San-gun’s face contorted.

The hand holding the sealing orb involuntarily tightened, but he had no words to refute.

“It’s up to you what to do.”

Whether to kill or to let live.

It was now in his hands.

“Why have you kept her until now?”

He was asking why she hadn’t been destroyed and had only been confined in a sealing orb.

“Who am I to rashly take their lives? Originally, if there is heaven, there is also earth, so their life and death must all depend on their fate.”

“What do you want from me?”

It was an abrupt question.

However, Hwanmang raised the corner of his lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Hwanmang Seonsa. I get the impression that you are trying to make me realize something. Am I wrong?”

“You and I are on equal footing, with no superiority. What could I possibly teach you?”

But even so, the curve of Hwanmang’s mouth did not change.

“It was as if you were telling me to save Gui-eum Nachal.”

“That’s up to you. If you’ve come to worry about it, then think about it. Whether it’s better to kill her, or to let her live and use her for good.”

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“For good…”

She was a woman who had hurt him and his wife, killed hundreds and thousands of mortals, and committed atrocities in Goseon.

How could such a woman be used for good?

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t fathom Hwanmang’s intentions.

“What do you think?”

He asked Cho-ah.

She also had a connection with Gui-eum Nachal, so he asked her once.

Then, Cho-ah looked at the sealing orb in San-gun’s grasp and simply replied.

“Is there any need to worry about it now? Since she’s sealed anyway, we can use her later if there’s a need, so there’s no need to come to a conclusion now.”

That was also true.

What to do with Gui-eum Nachal was as easy as opening and closing his eyes.

San-gun was a Yuksa [a powerful cultivator] who had reached eternity, and Gui-eum Nachal Yehu was no longer a target to be feared as before.

So there was no reason to worry about it now.

As she said, if there was a need to use Gui-eum Nachal later, they could use her, and if there was no need, they could dispose of her.

‘It’s unsettling.’

However, just possessing it was strangely unsettling.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and put the sealing orb into the Gongjeonggang [a personal dimension or storage space].

Even if a problem arose, he now had the power to deal with it, so there was no need to worry deeply.

‘Or maybe not.’

Perhaps possessing it would bring good fortune.

Soon, San-gun rode Hwaunbanhong with Cho-ah and headed straight for Mount Baek.

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A pure white mountain soaring high into the sky.

Mount Baek.

Around it, Taoists and Yuksa gathered, forming a formation and standing guard strictly.

One could feel their determination to prevent even an ant from passing through.

In addition, a mysterious illusionary formation created a fog, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

However, unlike the heavily guarded vicinity of Mount Baek, a thousand miles away.

On the coast, battles between the Taoists of Mount Baek and the Sea Clan were taking place one after another.

Kwaang!!

Huge explosions were heard everywhere, and colorful divine powers and formations.

And illusionary formations unfolded, creating a fierce battle.

“Elder Man! Great Master Unmo, who is fighting on the eastern front, is said to be in trouble!”

“What? Did some Taeseon-level [a high cultivation level] guys show up over there? How could Unmo…!”

“I don’t know the details!”

“To add insult to injury. Even though the guys are tightening in from all sides, driving us more and more into a corner… Damn it, get out of the way! If Unmo, the direct disciple of the sect leader, is harmed, I’ll have no face to see the sect leader!”

“Elder Manho! It’s dangerous!”

“When wasn’t it dangerous? Get out of my way!”

He was Manho, who had a connection with San-gun and was appointed to the position of Elder in Mount Baek. Thanks to his diligence in cultivation in Mount Baek, he reached the Middle Stage of Hwanseon [another cultivation level] and became an Elder, but he resented his position as much as he did now.

‘Damn Yuksi [referring to the Sea Clan].’

If he had his way, he would have left this battlefield immediately, but how could an Elder of the Baek San Sect do that?

Now he was a member of the Baek San Sect.

Among them, a high-ranking figure.

Unlike the old days when he followed the Three Evils and begged for opportunities, he had a proper change of fortune.

It was all thanks to the Baek San Sect and the sect leader San-gun, so the grace was like the sky.

So he couldn’t withdraw from the battlefield, and there was no sect better than the Baek San Sect, so there was no choice.

Where else could one easily obtain such abundant support and spiritual energy for cultivation like the Baek San Sect?

Manho, who had raised his realm thanks to that, had become unable to leave even if he wanted to.

Most of the Taoists in Mount Baek were like that, so they couldn’t leave even if they wanted to.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Soon, Manho and a dozen other Taoists turned into streaks of light and flew away.

A moment later.

Kaang!!

The metallic sound of various treasures colliding in the air echoed sharply.

Treasures emitting killing intent mingled in the air, vibrating the atmosphere.

The man standing against it was a sturdy young man who seemed to be around twenty years old, but his face was pale and he was sweating profusely, as if he had been injured somewhere.

“Give up now.

The Three Great Sea Clans of the East Sea, as well as the Seondo [Taoist] sects of Banggok, are trying to overturn the Baek San Sect, so is there any hope for you guys?”

At the Sea Clan Yuksa’s sneering words, the young man gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

“Great Master. I’m fine. So please, at least you survive….”

“What are you talking about, Junior Brother Pi? Aren’t we disciples of Mount Baek? We must live and die together!”

“But unlike me, you are the direct disciple of the sect leader! Your life has a different weight than mine!”

That young man was none other than Unmo, the direct disciple San-gun had taken in.

“Where does the weight of life lie! All lives are precious! Don’t ever say that again!”

The Sea Clan Yuksa gestured with his chin as if he were putting on an act.

“Since that’s the case, send him off peacefully.”

“Understood!”

Soon, twenty Sea Clan Yuksa surrounded him in a circle, leaving no way out.

Their treasures soared high into the sky.

In the moment of desperation.

“You bastards!!”

A dozen streaks of light flew like lightning and rushed at the Sea Clan Yuksa.

Kwaang!!

“Kuaaak!!”

The sand dust on the beach cleared, and what was visible was a familiar back.

“Elder Man!”

It was Manho.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine!”

That’s what he said, but he didn’t look fine at all.

Half of the Yuksa were ambushed, spitting blood and losing their treasures, suffering internal injuries.

But it was still not enough.

Manho immediately took out his original divine treasure and moved his feet as if performing a dance.

“I’ll tie up their feet, so take Junior Brother Pi and go quickly!”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“Who are you worrying about? I, Manho, have cultivated swordsmanship with the Baek San Sect Leader and the legendary Geomnyeongdo [a powerful sword technique]! A few Sea Clan guys are not enough!”

Looking at his imposing appearance, one couldn’t help but trust him.

Unmo picked up Junior Brother Pi.

“Please come back alive!”

“Of course! Go quickly!”

However, the leader of the Sea Clan group snorted as if it were impossible.

“Who said we’d let you go! What are you doing? He’s a disciple of the Baek San Sect Leader, the enemy of the East Sea!

Kill them all!”

It was then.

Kureureung Kureureung!!

Suddenly, with a huge thunderous sound, dark clouds covered the sky as if to engulf it.

“What suddenly… Ugh!!”

At the same time, a huge spiritual pressure pressed down on all sides, and the Sea Clan Yuksa around the coast collapsed to their knees.

“Keuek!”

Unable to withstand the immense pressure as if the sky were pressing down, some even vomited blood and died.

In the midst of this sudden change, when they didn’t know what was going on.

Flash! A shining purple lightning struck in all directions.

Kwaaaaang!!

Not just once.

The purple lightning struck hundreds of times in all directions, deeply dyeing the surroundings in purple, causing some to momentarily lose their sight or hearing.

However, most of them were fine after a while, and what they saw before them was only a glimpse of the remains of the Sea Clan, which had disappeared as if evaporated.

“K, Keueok!!”

However, there was one Sea Clan member who survived even in the midst of it.

He was a Yuksa of the Early Stage of Eternal Calamity [a high cultivation stage], who held the position of Elder in the Sea Dragon Clan.

“W, Who are you to d, do this…!”

As he vomited blood and looked up at the sky while kneeling, the Baek San Sect Taoists, who had been in a daze, also raised their heads.

And what they saw was.

A man descending leisurely from the dark clouds where purple lightning was raging.

A man with striking red eyes.

He slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of the Sea Clan Elder and said.

“Tell them. Your enemy.

The sect leader of the Baek San Sect, Beom, has come.”