The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 365

The Green Forest Outlaw Chief, Ak Ho-goon, was dumbfounded.

It was only last year that he had moved the main base to the Goryeong Stronghold, located in Geomdan Mountain, for a specific reason.

But the first guests he received were just a bunch of beggars.

When the initial report came that a few beggars were loitering around the mountain fortress, he didn’t take it seriously.

Since the number of Beggar Sect disciples scattered throughout the world was enormous, it wasn’t unusual for lost beggars to wander around the mountains from time to time.

Above all, the Green Forest and the Beggar Sect usually ignored each other.

The Green Forest mainly made a living by robbing transport carts.

On the other hand, the Beggar Sect made a living by begging on the streets, so there weren’t many opportunities for them to clash.

Due to these circumstances, unless the Righteous-Demonic War [a large-scale conflict between good and evil factions in the martial arts world] broke out, there were few direct conflicts with the Beggar Sect.

But to barge in and act like this out of nowhere…

Looking at the beggars who were densely packed at the entrance, he already had a headache.

Besides, it was so noisy that he was confused as to whether he was in the mountains or in the middle of a marketplace.

At first, he tried to send his subordinates to persuade them nicely, but it was useless.

Once they started making unreasonable demands, the Beggar Sect’s beggars were the most tiresome bunch.

He couldn’t just push them away with force.

Once blood was shed, it could lead to an irreversible situation.

But more than anything, the biggest problem was something else.

The one leading the beggar crowd was the Beggar Sect’s Chief.

‘Quick Hands Yeoui…….’

After the death of the previous Chief, Lee Rip, the Beggar Sect had left the position of Chief vacant for a while, and Hong Jeok-moon, the Protector Elder, temporarily led the Beggar Sect.

But recently, through the Beggar Sect Assembly [a formal gathering of the Beggar Sect members], he officially took the position of Chief.

Ak Ho-goon, who let out a long sigh, pushed aside his subordinates and stepped forward.

In any case, they had a justification for being here.

Ak Ho-goon’s thunderous roar, filled with inner energy [internal energy cultivated through martial arts practice], shook Geomdan Mountain.

“What on earth is going on here?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure covered in rags, lying far away, rose with a disheveled appearance.

It was Hong Jeok-moon.

Hong Jeok-moon, who scratched his hair that was tangled like a magpie’s nest, grinned at Ak Ho-goon.

“I came to a housewarming.”

“What?”

“I heard that the Chief Outlaw recently moved the main base. As a fellow member of the martial arts world, it wouldn’t be polite to ignore this.”

“Nonsense!”

Ak Ho-goon, who snorted briefly, glared at Hong Jeok-moon with his fierce eyes.

“No matter how much your sect is a den of beggars with no manners, you are still a prestigious sect in the martial arts world. This is way out of line. Besides, we never invited you.”

“Isn’t an uninvited guest still a guest?”

Hong Jeok-moon 받아넘겼다 [parried/deflected] Ak Ho-goon’s rebuke with a sly smile.

“I didn’t want to come empty-handed, so I brought a gift.”

Hong Jeok-moon raised a boiled dog leg as a gift.

Ak Ho-goon, who glanced at it, twitched his eyebrows.

“I don’t need it!”

“It’s really disappointing to hear you say that. I showed you the best hospitality.”

“I appreciate your sincerity, but I’ll decline. We have our own circumstances, so we won’t be receiving guests for a while.”

“Don’t do that and let even just me in. I’m thirsty because I rushed a long way. Even if I’m leaving, isn’t it okay to have a glass of water?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Geez. You’re so stingy. How can your subordinates trust and follow you with such a small mountain bandit boss’s generosity?”

Ak Ho-goon’s patience was gradually reaching its limit at Hong Jeok-moon’s sarcasm.

‘Indeed…….’

From the beginning, it was a mistake to try to argue with a beggar.

He was arguing, but the other person was just playing with words.

“Did Ak Ho-goon and the Green Forest look so easy to you?”

Ak Ho-goon, who raised his killing intent, glared at Hong Jeok-moon.

“I’m warning you for the last time. This is the Green Forest’s territory. Chief, withdraw your subordinates.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“What?”

“What, is it such a great mountain fortress that you can’t even show it to us? Maybe you’re hiding something inside that we shouldn’t know?”

“……!”

Was he hit in the bullseye?

Ak Ho-goon flinched at Hong Jeok-moon’s words, which he threw like a joke.

But that was only for a moment.

A thunderous roar shook the area.

“Get lost! I’ve already given you the final warning, so don’t blame my merciless hands for what happens next!”

“Hey, why are you being so scary? It’s not like we don’t know each other at all.”

“Shut up! Hong Jeok-moon! If you’re relying on the paltry title of Quick Hands Yeoui, then you’ve chosen the wrong opponent! If you utter another word, next year today, you too will be eating ancestral rites [a traditional ceremony to honor deceased ancestors] with Hong Doo-ta!”

At those words, the smile suddenly disappeared from Hong Jeok-moon’s face as if it were a lie.

Hong Doo-ta was the alias of the previous Chief, Lee Rip.

Ak Ho-goon felt a pang of regret at the sight of Hong Jeok-moon’s cold gaze.

But he couldn’t take back the words he had already spoken.

Ak Ho-goon was well aware of the special relationship between the previous Chief, Lee Rip, and Hong Jeok-moon.

‘Come to think of it…….’

He had overlooked something because he was so excited.

The Hong Jeok-moon standing in front of him was not a completely sane human being.

He heard that he had stubbornly refused the position of Chief, even though all the elders had unanimously recommended him.

Because he was annoyed.

No matter how much they were just a bunch of beggars, the Beggar Sect was the number one sect in the martial arts world in name and reality.

Apart from the history or the number of members, the influence of the Chief’s position on the martial arts world was significant.

He was not sane just for kicking away such a position for that reason.

But in the end, Hong Jeok-moon accepted the position of Chief.

It was because of the will that the previous Chief, Lee Rip, had left behind.

It was written that if anything happened to him, he would transfer the position of Chief to Hong Jeok-moon.

That was when Hong Jeok-moon growled with killing intent.

“Are you daring to insult the Beggar Sect?”

“It’s you who didn’t listen to the warning.”

Ak Ho-goon couldn’t continue speaking.

Because Hong Jeok-moon, who had already rushed in front of him, suddenly threw a punch.

“Crazy!”

Ak Ho-goon also did not back down and took out the Bakhdo [a type of large, heavy sword] from his waist and swung it to meet him.

“Are you finally going to shed blood?”

Hong Jeok-moon paid no attention to Ak Ho-goon’s cry.

Rather, he intensified his offensive and poured out the Beggar Sect’s ultimate skills all at once.

It was truly a relentless skill that was worthy of the name Quick Hands Yeoui.

Because he had given up the first move, Ak Ho-goon was quickly pushed into a defensive position.

It was the first time they had directly exchanged blows, but Ak Ho-goon inwardly let out a groan.

It was no mere coincidence that Hong Jeok-moon was named one of the Three Great Fists of the Central Plains, along with Cho Ak-ryang and Beop-ryo.

It was somewhat lacking to compare him side by side with the two, but he was still a formidable master who could never be ignored.

Moreover, Hong Jeok-moon was focused solely on attacking, neglecting his defense like a wild boar possessed by a shaman.

There was absolutely no way to get rid of that half-crazed madman.

At this point, Ak Ho-goon had no choice but to grit his teeth.

If he delayed any longer, it was obvious who would collapse while vomiting blood.

Zzzt.

It was then that blue lightning began to condense on the Bakhdo that Ak Ho-goon was holding.

Kwaang!

A huge cloud of dust swallowed the two people along with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The remnants of bluish lightning scattered in the air.

Beyond that, a series of sharp cracking sounds and explosions followed.

“So you had a hidden card as a mountain bandit boss!”

“Shut up, you beggar kingpin! You’re only alive in your mouth, you’re about to die!”

Behind the sharp voices thrown at each other, a chilling fierce attack followed.

The Beggar Sect disciples too.

And the Green Forest bandits of Goryeong Stronghold too.

It was very difficult to grasp the battle situation because of the hazy dust that blocked the view.

On the other hand, the faces of the two people who were exchanging killing moves inside were gradually darkening as time passed.

Not to mention Hong Jeok-moon, who had underestimated Ak Ho-goon because he was just one of the Ten Evils, and Ak Ho-goon, who had looked down on him as a beggar who used some rootless martial arts he had picked up from somewhere.

When they actually collided with all their might, the other’s skills were not easy.

It was when they were increasing each other’s wounds.

“Stop!”

A clear voice filled with magnificent inner strength shook the arena.

It was right after that that a small figure, transformed into a ray of light, broke through the cloud of dust and jumped in.

Exclamations of astonishment erupted from among the Beggar Sect and Green Forest bandits who were positioned in both camps, centered on the two people who were clashing.

The sight of the boy jumping into a place where blue sword energy and fist shadows were intertwined was reckless.

A surprising sight unfolded before their eyes.

“Oh!”

“Gasp!”

It seemed like a mixed sense of bewilderment erupted from within the cloud of dust.

After a while, the wind that blew from somewhere cleared the dust.

In the very center, where everywhere was in ruins as if dozens of thunderclap bombs had exploded at the same time.

The figures of Hong Jeok-moon and Ak Ho-goon, who were glaring at each other, were visible.

And between those two people, there was a boy who had not yet shed his childishness.

But the reason why the crowd was surprised was something else.

In the boy’s hands, Hong Jeok-moon’s hand and Ak Ho-goon’s sword were held respectively.

“You! This is not your business to interfere!”

“Doctor Dan! Step back!”

Dan Ak-seon wore a bitter smile at the sight of the two people shouting at him at the same time.

The two people’s appearances were truly a mess.

Ak Ho-goon’s hair, which he had always neatly tied up and 넘겼다 [arranged/styled] to maintain the dignity of the Chief Outlaw, was disheveled and scattered like a ghost.

In addition, the clothes that were torn in places were soaked in sweat and blood and covered in hazy dirt.

Hong Jeok-moon, who was originally dressed in shabby clothes, was the same.

The front and sleeves, which were cut long and fluttering, were so tattered that it was embarrassing to even call them clothes, and the skin, which was scorched by lightning and turned red, was covered with large and small wounds.

But the real problem was something else.

The two people, who had not yet given up, began to move at the same time to shake off Dan Ak-seon.

At that moment, Dan Ak-seon’s hands moved strangely.

He skillfully diverted and neutralized the true energy pouring in through both hands, and instead pulled the two people towards him.

“……!”

Hong Jeok-moon and Ak Ho-goon’s hearts sank.

A dangerous area where life and death crossed in an instant.

To think that he would throw himself into it so boldly.

The faces of the two people who hurriedly withdrew their true energy turned red like drunken people.

That was how much more difficult it was to recover their strength than to unleash it.

It was the same when Dan Ak-seon first intruded.

At the appearance of an unexpected saboteur, Hong Jeok-moon and Ak Ho-goon instinctively launched an attack towards the opponent.