Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 124

The Three Kings’ Disciple (125)

124

“I’ve heard the news about the Blood Demon. It’s a shame I couldn’t be there in person,” Yu-ran said to Lee Rowan, her face flushed with excitement.

The way she clenched her fist showed how sincere she was.

She was one of the few cases who, despite being a player chosen by the Silver Ocean, was recognized as a Blood Cultist.

She had always been loyal to the Blood Cult, but she knew that the cult’s power was realistically lacking compared to the Nine Great Sects [powerful martial arts sects].

But now, the man before her.

“Blood Demon Lord.”

Everything had changed since she met Lee Rowan.

The Silver Ocean, a name that stood shoulder to shoulder with Hainan and even Mount Hua [famous martial arts sects].

The Silver Ocean that had outmaneuvered the Golden Gate and the Beggars’ Sect [other powerful factions].

She had never imagined that being the former guild leader of Baran, one of the Silver Ocean’s branches, would make her this proud.

“How’s life here?”

At Lee Rowan’s words, Choi Yu-ran, trying to hide her emotion, replied,

“Thanks to the Blood Demon Lord’s grace…”

“Stop learning useless things and keep it short.”

“Yes.”

Yu-ran smiled brightly and said, “Thanks to the Divine Maiden of Jongnam’s great care, I was able to establish myself firmly.”

Baek Cheong had requested the establishment of a Silver Ocean branch and had been a great help in getting it settled.

She had shared Jongnam’s work and looked after the branch amidst the chaos.

Shanghai, Jongnam’s territory.

She had already heard reports of how much the Silver Ocean branch, backed by Jongnam, had spread its wings there.

“Jongnam also…”

Choi Yu-ran trailed off.

Nod.

Lee Rowan nodded as if he understood without her having to say it.

Choi Yu-ran continued, “The situation in China is different from that of South Korea.”

Lee Rowan was currently on the rooftop of the building where the Silver Ocean branch was established.

However, this building was not visible to the general public.

It was more like something from the Silver World than from Earth.

‘Hao Gate.’

A unique form, similar to what he had seen at the Hao Gate.

The scenery he had seen from the car on the way here, and the scenery he could see from the window now, were the same.

South Korea still maintained the forms and styles of Earth, but.

“It’s safe to say that China is already the Silver World.”

The buildings in China had already changed to resemble those of the Silver World.

“Moreover, the concept of territories and spheres of influence is different from that of South Korea.”

In South Korea, a sphere of influence was a great power, but the situation in China was even more extreme.

“This place is like a kingdom.”

The owner of a sphere of influence had absolute power.

“They are literally feudal lords and kings.”

A vast land that encompassed a population that was impossible to count.

China had already lost its past form.

“It’s a paradise for martial artists, but…”

Choi Yu-ran added, “It’s hell for ordinary people.”

He could feel it.

Lee Rowan reached out, and a blue light shimmered as if swaying in his hand.

Even the air in China was different.

‘Inner energy.’

Due to the countless open gates, the inner energy of the Silver World was flowing out, covering the land of China.

For the residents of the Silver World, inner energy was a positive force like vitality, even for those who had not learned martial arts, but it was different for the residents of Earth.

Players might have resistance to it, but for ordinary people, it could slowly become a poison that killed their bodies.

Lee Rowan listened to all of Yu-ran’s reports and asked, “Can Baek Cheong be trusted?”

At Lee Rowan’s question, Choi Yu-ran nodded heavily.

It was an answer she had come to after careful consideration to erase any trivial emotions.

That was why Lee Rowan seemed satisfied as he said, “Is the preparation done?”

“It’s finished.”

“Then…”

Lee Rowan said as he moved, “Let it flow. If we’re going to keep going anyway, it’s okay to give more help.”

The Silver World was his.

To take that Silver World, Lee Rowan was constantly moving forward.

***

[Heavenly Inn]

A name that did not fit this era was written on a glittering sign.

The magnificent calligraphy and the shining lights did not match, but no one could ignore it.

Heavenly Inn.

Without a long explanation, no one would not know that this was a Jongnam business.

In this Shanghai, Jongnam was the only place that could use the name ‘Heavenly’ completely.

A six-story building.

Lee Rowan and Baek Cheong were sitting on the top floor of the building, where the styles of the Silver World and Earth were mixed.

“Isn’t it a bit tacky?” Baek Cheong said, as if embarrassed.

“…….”

“It’s a bit excessive…” Baek Cheong said, looking around, even though Lee Rowan didn’t answer.

The top floor was completely painted in gold.

The high ceilings and golden pillars were certainly luxurious, but they were also too much, making it seem tacky.

“Still, it’s the most popular place in Shanghai.”

It was something that had happened because of the high-ranking people of the Silver World.

Those who were born around the time the gates opened were used to the styles of Earth, but those who had spent most of their lives locked up thought that only the styles of the Silver World were correct.

From the perspective of the Silver World, this was the best place, but for those who were used to the styles of Earth, it was a tacky interior.

“But…” Baek Cheong said, “Are you not sleeping at all?”

Baek Cheong looked at Lee Rowan, as if puzzled.

She had given him plenty of time to rest since they had come to China, but Lee Rowan’s still languid eyes seemed to be a complaint.

“They said it would be a disaster if he slept,” Bondenno, who was eating food next to them, said.

“A disaster?”

“They said the world would be destroyed.”

Bondenno spoke lightly, as if he now believed or was just brushing off the ridiculous story.

“Pfft.”

Baek Cheong couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s that? Is it like if you fall asleep, the black dragon inside you will come out and destroy everything?”

“Hmm.”

Baek Cheong seemed even more flustered at Lee Rowan’s suddenly serious face.

“Maybe.”

“What?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t slept once yet.”

From the day he returned to Earth until now, Lee Rowan had not slept a wink.

“That’s… does that make sense?”

No matter how strong a martial artist was, sleep was essential.

The higher their level, the more efficient their meditation and sleep became, allowing them to sleep for shorter periods, but they could not completely forgo sleep.

If this unbelievable story was true.

‘Just what…’

Lee Rowan was literally a monster.

Sleep was something that was equally important to all humans and living things, regardless of their race.

If one did not sleep, their judgment would become clouded, and they would slowly lose control of their body.

Lee Rowan was getting stronger and was already strong even in that situation.

If he were to get proper sleep?

“…….”

Baek Cheong couldn’t dare to say it.

She couldn’t know how immense and deep the power Lee Rowan was hiding was.

Secretly, Baek Cheong put her hand inside her pocket.

‘Is that story true?’

Just as she was about to ask the Heavenly Treasure Bead, which could discern lies.

Crack.

A surge of energy that seemed to crack the air followed.

“You…” Baek Cheong glared at Lee Rowan.

Lee Rowan said, “It might have been because you wanted it at the airport.”

Lee Rowan, who had put down the chopsticks he was using to pick up food, said, “But from now on, it’s because I want it.”

The commotion that was rising from the bottom of the building could be felt clearly.

But the commotion soon stopped, and the sound of the elevator moving began to be heard.

“If we’re not careful…” Baek Cheong said, “It might be irreversible.”

A clear warning.

“You’re the one who has to handle it.”

At Lee Rowan’s words, Baek Cheong finally gave in, as if she had lost.

“I was wondering where you would start poking around… but it’s Jongnam first, as expected.”

Ding.

The elevator stopped at the top floor.

As the door opened.

Whoosh!

A massive amount of inner energy poured out.

A man who revealed himself amidst the undisguised hostility said, “Is Cheong here?”

A deep voice with an undeniable strength.

“Uncle…” Baek Cheong greeted him with a fist salute.

* * *

“I… greet you, Uncle,” Baek Cheong said with a face and tone as if she had eaten shit.

It was a different appearance from her usual confident and overwhelming presence.

Tatatatat.

The faces of the Cheoncheonha Squad members who had come up late were the same.

From those who looked like they had been punched in the face to those who were limping.

Smirk.

The man called Uncle said, looking at them, “The kids are weak.”

He called the Cheoncheonha Squad weak.

Baek Cheong was very cautious.

The man before her.

“Is that the one?” He was a man who had the right to say that.

The symbol of Jongnam, the Cheonha Squad, which could be called Jongnam’s military power.

The Cheoncheonha Squad was the third-ranked squad among them.

That meant there were two more squads above them.

This man was.

“Is that the gigolo you’re so protective of?” He was the man above them.

“Uncle!”

“Ahem. Where did you learn to raise your voice in front of your uncle?” He spoke as if he was trying to appease Baek Cheong, but the sneer that appeared on his lips was cold.

“I know you’ve been avoiding me. But now that we’ve met…” He reached out his hand.

“I need to properly educate you today.”

Thud!

Baek Cheong knocked away the man’s hand and created some distance.

Now, Baek Cheong’s eyes were no longer intimidated.

She glared at the man, burning with clear hostility.

“Are you thinking of committing the sin of betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors?”

At the words ‘betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors,’ Baek Cheong, as well as the Cheoncheonha Squad members, flinched.

There were many laws and clauses on Earth, but the Silver World did not abide by them.

The Silver World also had many laws and restrictions, but among them, there was a restriction that martial artists could never defy.

‘Betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors.’

Those who disgraced their sect or committed a crime in the relationship between teacher and disciple.

“Shall I destroy your dantian [energy center]?” Destroying their dantian and all their martial arts.

Smirk.

The man smiled.

“How could I do that to my lovely niece?”

Baek Cheong also stood straight, erasing her hostility.

“Han So’s arm was cut off.”

“…….”

“It was done by your guest, but it must be your doing.”

The man was paying attention to Baek Cheong’s every move.

“Elder Park San was so angry that I promised to discipline you myself before he finally calmed down.”

Woo Jang-sook said, “Will you follow me quietly? Or…” A rough hand.

“Will you have your guest bear your sins?” He was the leader of the Woocheonha Squad and Baek Cheong’s uncle.

One generation above, the current first-generation disciple of Jongnam.

“Choose.”

The disciple of the current sect leader.

That was Woo Jang-sook.

“Cheong-ah…” And that man was.

“What will you do?” Baek Cheong’s weakness.

“I was wondering why Baek Cheong was so full of pride for Jongnam.”

At the voice that was heard then, Woo Jang-sook turned his gaze.

“I didn’t know you had such a great uncle.”

With a languid voice, Lee Rowan poured the full glass of alcohol down his throat.

Clunk.

He put down the glass.

“I’m late in greeting the guest.”

Woo Jang-sook said, belatedly looking at Lee Rowan.

“I am from the Great Jongnam…”

“I know. Woo Jang-sook.”

As he had formed a relationship with Baek Cheong and made a secret agreement with Jongnam, he had received reports on everything about Jongnam through Ha Se-min and had it all in his head.

“The leader of the Woocheonha Squad, the current disciple of the sect leader and guild leader of Jongnam.”

He had made a secret agreement with Jongnam.

To push out the demon that was in the Silver World and take it.

But it wasn’t that there was no demon in Jongnam.

Just because one possessed demonic energy didn’t make them a demon.

Just as one was still a beggar even if they had accumulated a lot of wealth, a demon existed even if they didn’t have demonic energy.

Woo Jang-sook before his eyes.

He was the demon of Jongnam.

“Do you not value your life?” Woo Jang-sook said, frowning.