The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 112

The Divine Doctor of the Demonic World (112)

“What did you just say?”

Nodanyang couldn’t hide his bewilderment at his subordinate’s report.

“Even after confirming that the two were Cho Ak-ryang and Beom Gye-wi, he just turned back? That proud Namgung Baek?”

Unable to believe it, Nodanyang repeatedly confirmed the report several times.

After a moment.

“Ugh!”

A member of the Pasa Clan, unable to withstand Nodanyang’s rage, vomited blood and collapsed.

Nodanyang didn’t even glance at his subordinate.

He needed a place to vent his uncontrollable anger.

Just then.

“Clan Lord.”

Another Pasa Clan member urgently called out to him.

The Pasa Clan member trembled as Nodanyang’s eyes, blazing with madness, turned towards him.

He quickly opened his mouth with a pale face.

“A message… a messenger pigeon has arrived from the Alliance.”

“Who sent it?”

“The sender isn’t written. It was only sent to you, Clan Lord…”

Nodanyang held out his hand, and the Pasa Clan member handed him the message. He dragged his fallen comrade away and quickly retreated.

Nodanyang’s eyes flashed with a chilling light as he read the message.

‘That snake-like bitch…?’

The message was simple.

—If you want what you desire, come find me alive. He will never keep his promise to you.

The sender wasn’t written, but Nodanyang immediately knew who had sent the message.

It was Jegal Yeon.

‘How much does she know?’

At this point, suspicion turned into certainty.

He didn’t know how she found out, but that sly woman clearly knew about the deal between Namgung Baek and himself.

And she intended to use it to shake him up.

What angered him was that he knew it all too well, yet he was helpless.

Especially the part about not intending to keep the promise troubled his mind.

Nodanyang crumpled the message and immediately shot off.

He headed straight for Namgung Baek’s location.

He had already learned where he was staying through his subordinates.

Soon, Nodanyang encountered Namgung Baek, who was drinking tea at a shabby inn.

Namgung Baek was startled to see Nodanyang.

Then, after a moment, he sighed and shook his head.

“In the end, you chose the Thousand Miles Clan Lord over me.”

The fact that Nodanyang was here made it clear.

It was evident from the Pasa Clan members who were arriving one after another not far away.

Nodanyang had believed Jegal Yeon’s opinion that Ak-gong and Ak-il were Cho Ak-ryang and Beom Gye-wi, and was preparing for a fight.

Namgung Baek let out a cold laugh as he saw him following with a large number of people without the Alliance Lord’s permission.

‘It was going to be like this anyway.’

From the beginning, he wasn’t his man.

“What’s so amusing?”

“I’m just surprised to meet the Pasa Clan Lord in such an unexpected place,” Namgung Baek replied with a hint of irony.

“Ha! As if.”

Namgung Baek smiled at Nodanyang, who let out a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Why? Does it sound like a joke?”

“Alliance Lord!”

Nodanyang roared and glared at Namgung Baek with a reddened face.

“How could you do this?”

Namgung Baek smirked.

He found Nodanyang, who was openly questioning him with a raised voice, amusing, but on the other hand, he couldn’t help but understand his feelings.

“How could you do this to me?”

“……?”

“Who was it that gave you a way out when you were being chased as one of the Ten Evils and were about to die?”

Namgung Baek continued, not missing the moment when Nodanyang paused.

“But you follow the will of the Thousand Miles Clan Lord, not mine.”

“Th, that’s…”

Nodanyang, unable to speak due to embarrassment, began to make excuses.

“I was convinced of their identities from the beginning.”

“Then why didn’t you report it?”

“I didn’t have any solid evidence.”

Nodanyang raised his voice at Namgung Baek, who was smirking.

“I apologize for not following the Alliance Lord’s will. But it was all for the Alliance Lord. I knew you wouldn’t allow it, so I secretly led the Pasa Clan.”

“You speak as if you care about me a lot?”

The smile on Namgung Baek’s lips deepened.

“But why do I feel like you’re staging a show of force?”

The eyes of the Changcheon Clan warriors, including Yang Bul-wi, changed.

The purpose of their existence wasn’t for the Martial Alliance or the righteous martial world.

Their sole mission and life goal was to protect and serve Namgung Baek. For that, they wouldn’t hesitate to shed blood, even if it meant fighting those within the Martial Alliance.

Especially if the target was Nodanyang.

He was originally from a heretical sect.

Moreover, he was included among the infamous Ten Evils.

In addition, the Pasa Clan he led was different from the existing Martial Alliance organization.

The Pasa Clan was originally an organization with a strong special forces character.

From the recruitment of affiliated warriors to the handling of deaths.

Nodanyang held all the power, and he exercised absolute control over the Pasa Clan.

In other words, it was no exaggeration to say that it was his private organization.

The sword eyebrows of Nodanyang twitched at the sight of the Changcheon Clan exuding a frosty aura.

But he struggled to suppress the rising anger once again.

“Are you just going to turn back like this?”

“Looks like you’re planning to continue?”

“Of course!”

Namgung Baek smiled brightly.

“Then go and bring me their heads.”

“……!”

Nodanyang gritted his teeth at Namgung Baek’s words.

He had heard reports that they were injured and dying, but they were still the Blood Demon Venerable. There was also Mangsang Choja, that crazy bastard, and the ageless monster called Bingok Seonja.

He might be able to handle one, but Nodanyang was sure that he couldn’t face them all at once, even if he died and came back to life.

Perhaps it would be impossible even if he sacrificed the entire Pasa Clan, including himself.

It was only worth trying if Namgung Baek joined forces, and only if the Changcheon Clan led by Yang Bul-wi joined in could they have a chance of winning.

Namgung Baek opened his mouth again.

“The subjugation of the Ten Evils is over.”

“What does that…”

“That’s right. I can’t harm them. That’s not the Namgung family’s way.”

“You are the Alliance Lord! Not the head of the Namgung Clan, but the Alliance Lord!”

“Not anymore.”

“You crazy bastard!”

Nodanyang revealed his true feelings as he was consumed by anger.

Yet Namgung Baek didn’t lose his composure.

Nodanyang glared at Namgung Baek with mad eyes and opened his mouth as if spitting out the words.

“Then fulfill the promise right now.”

“Your tone has changed already?”

“You gave up the position of Alliance Lord yourself.”

“Is that so? I guess so.”

Namgung Baek nodded, surprisingly agreeing. But that was it.

After that, he didn’t mention anything related to his promise.

In the end, it’s the thirsty one who digs the well [meaning: one must take initiative to get what one needs].

Nodanyang, who was burning inside, spoke once more.

“Fulfill our promise…”

“Why should I?”

Namgung Baek cut off Nodanyang’s words at once and gave him a cold look.

“You failed to complete the task you were assigned.”

“Are you saying that now…”

“I clearly said it. Bring me their heads, even now. But who was it that gave up that opportunity?”

Nodanyang trembled.

“You had enough time. You failed to fulfill the promise within that time, so the promise is broken.”

Snap.

Something snapped in Nodanyang’s head.

It was the last thread of reason he was barely holding onto.

“Namgung Baek!”

Nodanyang roared and charged towards Namgung Baek.

Zzzt.

Bluish lightning flickered in Nodanyang’s hands, as if he were grasping something.

It was the divine power that could only be seen with the Extreme Destruction Lightning Hammer (極滅雷精錘) [a powerful martial art technique], which had reached the tenth level of his signature martial art, Lightning Spirit Skill (雷精團功) [another martial art technique]. However, Nodanyang couldn’t close the distance to Namgung Baek.

Because four short spears were flying towards his vital points from four directions at the same time.

“Get out of the way, you small fries!”

Clang clang clang!

Nodanyang’s hand, tearing through the air, deflected the flying spears.

The four Changcheon Clan members couldn’t withstand the impact and were pushed back about three chapters [a measure of distance].

There were deep grooves under their feet.

Their faces were pale, and there was a thin stream of blood flowing from their mouths.

The bluish lightning that had not yet dissipated was wriggling on their spear shafts, which they had not let go of. But nowhere on their faces could any sign of embarrassment be found.

It didn’t take long for Nodanyang to realize the reason.

“……!”

Nodanyang flinched.

Suddenly, a chilling coldness ran up his spine.

He turned his head, following his instincts.

It was then that he met a pair of eyes.

They were eyes filled with a cold and fierce murderous intent, like a beast hunting its prey.

‘Yang Bul-wi!’

Nodanyang soon realized the situation.

The Changcheon Clan itself was just bait to divert attention from the beginning.

The real attack was hidden behind it.

It was then that Nodanyang saw Yang Bul-wi’s hand gripping the spear shaft.

But the spearhead that should have been attached to the end was not visible.

Nodanyang’s chest grew cold once more as he belatedly realized the reason.

The spearhead, which was out of sight, flew in an unpredictable trajectory.

Thwack.

With a chilling sound, blood spread over Nodanyang’s shoulder. He barely avoided a fatal wound, but he couldn’t avoid it completely.

“Whether it’s this guy or that guy, they’re all cunning old foxes with dark hearts.”

The word ‘demon’s den’ (伏魔殿) [a place filled with evil and treacherous individuals] was the perfect description for the Martial Alliance.

It was the first time he had actually seen it, but the Changcheon Clan Lord’s martial arts far exceeded his expectations.

Yet Nodanyang was smiling.

On the other hand, Yang Bul-wi’s face was stiff.

Because Nodanyang’s hand was gripping the spearhead.

‘To grab a spear loaded with internal energy, with his bare hands!’

Yang Bul-wi poured his energy into the spear shaft with all his might. He intended to shake off Nodanyang with his internal energy, but at that moment.

Nodanyang grinned.

‘This is bad!’

Yang Bul-wi sensed that the situation had gone wrong, contrary to his intentions.

A tremendous repulsive force that collided with his internal energy was felt through the spear shaft he was holding.

But it was already too late.

Kaboom!

With a loud noise, the middle part of the spear exploded as if bursting.

Yang Bul-wi staggered greatly from the impact and took a step back.

He barely managed to regain his balance after retreating four steps.

Suddenly, something bluish flew in front of his eyes.

Yang Bul-wi’s face turned pale as he belatedly discovered it.

The lightning that was gathered and flickering in Nodanyang’s hand.

The moment he realized that it was a materialized sphere, the intense heat was already burning his chest and digging in.

Kaboom!

Yang Bul-wi’s figure, swept away by the explosion along with a sudden explosion, flew away and crashed to the ground.

“Cough.”

Yang Bul-wi coughed up blood and staggered to his feet.

He couldn’t believe that he was still alive.

On the other hand, Nodanyang’s face was distorted like a fierce demon.

Just before he could take Yang Bul-wi’s life, a sword that suddenly flew in completely disintegrated the Extreme Destruction Lightning Hammer.

Nodanyang glared at Namgung Baek with resentful eyes.

Namgung Baek met Nodanyang’s gaze with emotionless eyes.

“What I said earlier.”

“……?”

“The words that I was glad you came here were not a joke.”

Namgung Baek reached out his hand. Then, the sword he had thrown flew towards Namgung Baek’s hand as if being sucked in.

It was the sword that had blown away Nodanyang’s energy and flown straight into the tree trunk.