Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 128

The Three Kings' Disciple (129)

The Three Kings’ Disciple (129)

128

Wudang.

They were considered exceptional even within the Silver Union.

In the past, when the Silver Union was unified, Wudang was renowned as the greatest sword sect, and everyone praised and respected their swordsmanship.

Wudang’s swords were like that—the best and the strongest.

In terms of martial prowess alone, they were the most likely to be ranked first, even when considering all of the Nine Great Sects and Five Great Clans.

They were also Taoists who followed the path, like Jongnam and Mount Hua.

“Wudang is…”

The scenery outside the bus.

Flies swarming over numerous corpses.

The corpses were left on display, with no one even thinking of clearing them away.

“It can be said that it is the most closed-off place in the current Silver Union.”

People passed by the corpses, covering their noses, yet their expressions remained unchanged.

In fact, there were very few people walking on the streets in the first place.

Whirr.

Only a lonely wind fluttered through the streets.

The same was true for the roads.

It was different from the bustling scenes in South Korea or Shanghai.

This place was like a ruined land.

“Also, Wudang is…”

Ha Se-min said.

“It can also be said to be the most dangerous place in the current Silver Union.”

Lee Ro-woon was a player.

But he was a player who had never even crossed a border.

Although he was quite familiar with sects like Mount Hua and Hainan, which were located in South Korea, he only knew of the other Nine Great Sects, the mainstays of the Union beyond the border, by name.

“Neither the Union nor the Player Association can interfere in Guangzhou.”

He had never heard a proper story about Wudang.

No, he had only heard the name and didn’t know much about it.

“Inviolable?”

“Guangzhou is a big city. It’s the third largest in China. But there’s only one Union branch here.”

There were dozens of Union branches even in the small land of South Korea.

“There’s also only one Player Association.”

There was also only one Player Association in Guangzhou.

“Moreover, they don’t participate in disputes or problems. Their role is…”

“A messenger, then.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Ha Se-min nodded and added.

“It’s also a one-sided messenger, not delivering the words of the Union or the Association.”

“A messenger to deliver Wudang’s words.”

Bondeno’s face was distorted with shock, and Baek Cheong also had a tense look on his face.

An absurd city.

A land of terror.

“This place is called a tomb.”

Guangzhou was a tomb.

“The tomb of swords.”

The bus was already entering the parking lot of a shabby hotel.

***

The Nine Great Sects and Five Great Clans were sweeping up the money of Asia.

It was true that the Black Market and the Beggars’ Sect held the most money, but there was no force among the mainstays of the Union that could be said to lack financial power.

But the situation in Guangzhou seemed different.

Crackle.

A hotel that was falling apart.

“It looks like it was directly hit by a large-scale tactical magic.”

Bondeno said.

There was no vitality in the city.

As Bondeno said, it looked like ruins from a war.

It was a land like ruins where the styles of the Silver Union and Earth were not mixed.

“Wudang’s territory is different.”

Ha Se-min said with a bitter smile.

“The places connected to Wudang’s headquarters are more splendid than anywhere else in China.”

“Wudang’s headquarters?”

Bondeno asked, as if it was strange.

In the Silver Union, that meant….

“That’s right.”

It was Baek Cheong.

“Wudang didn’t hide the location of the gate leading to the Wudang Sect’s headquarters.”

Their world.

The gate to the world connected to all of their things, it was something that any sect in the Silver Union would hide and keep secret.

But Wudang had practically opened the entrance.

“That’s great confidence.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Ha Se-min and Baek Cheong nodded.

“It means that anyone who can break through is welcome to come.”

Indeed, it was the dignity of the self-proclaimed strongest sect.

“Also….”

Ha Se-min said.

“There is only one sect in Guangzhou.”

“Wudang?”

“Yes.”

Outside the window, nowhere in the street scenery was there a building that looked like a guild house, nor were there people with guild symbols on them.

The only guild, no, the only sect in Guangzhou was one.

Wudang.

“It’s said to be closed off, so did they prevent other guilds from settling down here?”

Bondeno asked.

“Even so, there should be a Silver Union world with a gate open here, is that possible?”

Out of pure curiosity.

Smirk.

Baek Cheong’s mouth twisted strangely.

“It’s possible.”

Bondeno’s face hardened as if something ominous was coming from Baek Cheong’s voice.

“Because they just erased everything.”

“……!”

“They killed everyone. When a gate opened, they destroyed the world, and when players established guilds, they destroyed the guilds too.”

The madness that could be felt just from the story.

“The Union, the Union…”

Bondeno said as if to counter it.

“The Union tried to mediate several times. But…”

Wudang replied like this.

“If you want, we will fight a war with everyone.”

That was what was written in the letter that the Union’s messenger, who only returned with his head, was holding in his mouth.

“If anyone wants to go against Wudang’s will, come. We will show you Wudang’s sword.”

Bondeno’s face hardened.

“There were some who tried to scheme against Wudang a few times, but because of that, we got to know them better.”

Baek Cheong looked out the window as if he was lonely.

“Wudang is no longer a Taoist sect.”

The Tao they were pursuing had disappeared.

No, perhaps they were pursuing something else under the name of Tao.

“A complete gathering of sword demons. That’s the current Wudang.”

They were people that even the Union couldn’t touch.

“So…”

Baek Cheong looked at Lee Ro-woon again and said.

“Is that craftsman really here?”

A closed-off place, a land where no forces other than Wudang existed.

There was doubt as to whether a craftsman who could make gold-grade Divine Armaments really existed in this place.

“We’ll have to find out from now on.”

Geumgae had found out that the craftsman was hiding somewhere in Guangzhou.

However, Geumgae had not been able to find the exact location of the craftsman.

Perhaps it was because of Wudang’s closed-off nature.

But Lee Ro-woon had a way.

Buzz.

A small noise was heard from Lee Ro-woon’s chest.

Fwoosh.

With that, a faint and subtle mana began to spread out.

The Ring of the Monarch.

It was time to search Guangzhou with its power.

* * *

It had already been a week since Lee Ro-woon’s group had entered Guangzhou.

“…….”

A boring time was repeating itself.

They moved from hotel to hotel, living in hiding.

“Report if there’s anything unusual.”

Food and necessary supplies were secretly brought by the Black Market and delivered to Ha Se-min.

“Haaam.”

Bondeno was yawning as if he was bored, drawing magic circles on the hotel floor.

He was repeatedly drawing magic circles to help Lee Ro-woon’s tracking to operate in a wider range.

Lastly.

Whirr.

Baek Cheong was meditating in a cross-legged position.

Another day.

It was around the time when the boring routine was about to end.

Swoosh.

Everyone’s attention was focused on the sound of Lee Ro-woon moving, who had never moved until late at night.

“Did you find it?”

“Did you find it?”

“Did you find it?”

Everyone seemed to dislike this boring routine, and they asked Lee Ro-woon at the same time.

“No.”

At the simple answer, disappointment flashed across their faces.

“It seems…”

His eyes lowered.

“It seems to be inside the territory.”

The hotels they had been moving around had been mainly on the outer parts of the territory.

The fact that they still hadn’t found it meant that it could be inside the territory.

‘The part of the fog that keeps getting caught by the Ring of the Monarch.’

It was the part that was the territory where Wudang was located.

It seemed that this was influenced by something like Wudang’s formation, but it seemed that they wouldn’t be able to feel the details unless they looked inside.

“The inside of the territory is…”

Ha Se-min said as if he was in trouble.

“It’s difficult.”

“Isn’t Wudang a place where people live too?”

Lee Ro-woon replied indifferently.

“Those who are said to be obsessed with swords wouldn’t do their own chores, and it wouldn’t be that difficult to infiltrate by disguising ourselves.”

“That’s true.”

Ha Se-min said.

“But it’s because of the danger.”

Danger.

“Inside the territory, there are only two types of people.”

Bondeno brought water to the tired Lee Ro-woon, and Lee Ro-woon drank the water while listening to Ha Se-min’s story.

“Wudang, and those who are not Wudang.”

“That’s simple.”

“And…”

Baek Cheong.

“Those who are not Wudang can be killed by Wudang at any time.”

For the Wudang Sect, life did not have the same meaning.

The only things they respected and protected were those that bore the name of Wudang.

“Well, we won’t die.”

Ha Se-min and Baek Cheong, who were at the Heavenly level.

And Lee Ro-woon, who was clearly above that.

There was no chance of death for the clumsy sword demons of Wudang.

But the problem was.

“When a problem occurs, the probability of escaping is too low.”

Ha Se-min nodded.

“Wudang’s territory is blocked by the Taiji Seven Star Formation [a powerful Taoist formation]. This formation allows you to enter freely, but it’s difficult to get out. If you make a mistake…”

He understood.

“You’re saying we have to fight all of Wudang to escape.”

“Even for you…”

Baek Cheong said.

“That’s difficult.”

It was too dangerous.

That’s why they were reluctant.

But the three of them could tell by looking at Lee Ro-woon’s languid eyes.

“Haa. If we’re going to do it, it’s better to impersonate Wudang than to be someone who isn’t Wudang.”

Lee Ro-woon would do it.

“There are several identities. They are people who died during external activities, and they are people who are at the bottom of Wudang, so there won’t be a big problem even if we impersonate them.”

He wouldn’t listen.

“I’ll somehow deal with that Taiji Seven Star Formation.”

Because he was that kind of person.

Baek Cheong, Ha Se-min, and Bondeno were each telling him their methods.

“Why are you thinking so hard?”

Lee Ro-woon stood up as if their reactions were not a big deal.

His eyes looking out the window.

People passing by.

Among them, there were those who occasionally stood out.

Those who were wearing a fist-sized square hat on their heads.

Taoists wearing Taoist hats.

‘Wudang.’

They were the martial artists of Wudang.

“Why are you all so worried?”

The corners of Lee Ro-woon’s mouth went up as he looked at the martial artists of the Wudang Sect.

“Wouldn’t it be enough to catch one and take everything from them?”

“No way…”

Ha Se-min put his hand on his head as if he had just realized it.

“It’s possible.”

He had forgotten.

He had forgotten how much power Lee Ro-woon had, and what he was capable of, because of the tension about Wudang.

No, from the beginning, what Lee Ro-woon was doing was beyond the realm of humans.

Wasn’t it impossible to think that all of that was possible as a human?

“The method we used on Geumgae…?”

Baek Cheong said as if he had noticed it.

“If it’s that, then…”

They could perfectly impersonate Wudang.

“Prepare…”

The moment Ha Se-min was about to move.

Kwaaaang!

A loud explosion rang out from outside.

The scene that could be seen in the gaze that quickly looked out the window was the martial artists of Wudang wearing Taoist hats holding swords.

And.

Kwaaaang!

The sight of players rushing towards them.

The players were screaming and rushing towards the Wudang martial artists, but.

Swish!

With a clear light, the player’s body was cut in half and fell down.

“It’s perfect timing.”

Ha Se-min said with a light in his eyes.

“The Sword Dance has begun.”

Disciple of the Three Kings [EN]

Disciple of the Three Kings [EN]

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[English Translation] In a world where players strive to become High Rankers, one individual finds himself on the brink of achieving this coveted status. Just as emptiness threatens to consume him, an unexpected system message offers a perilous choice: "[You have been chosen as the Vessel of Chaos. Do you accept? Warning: Depending on your choice, the world may face destruction.]" Driven by the lingering embers of vengeance, he accepts, only to awaken in the presence of three legendary figures:
  • The Martial King: Master of the Demonic Sect.
  • The Sword King: Sole ruler of Einhart.
  • The Demon King: The God-Slayer who usurped a deity's divinity.
These Three Kings, sovereigns of invaded worlds, now stand before him. As their disciple, he embarks on a journey that intertwines destiny, power, and the looming threat of chaos. Will he harness the chaos within or succumb to the destruction prophesied? Dive into the epic tale of "Disciple of the Three Kings" to uncover the fate that awaits.

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