The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 66

The startled Yeop Dan-yeong raised her eyes to the ceiling. It was then that the thatched roof shattered, and a person came crashing down.

“Huh? Y-You are…”

Yeop Dan-yeong’s face had already turned pale.

“Yo, long time no see.”

Approaching as naturally as if meeting a welcome friend, Beom Gye-wi gently extended his hand.

Yeop Dan-yeong knew she had to dodge, but by then, Beom Gye-wi’s iron tower-like arm was already around her shoulder.

‘A bolt from the blue should have its limits!’

Yeop Dan-yeong couldn’t help but feel bewildered by Beom Gye-wi’s sudden appearance.

It wasn’t for nothing that martial artists gave him the ominous title of Mangsan Choja [Desolate Mountain Madman]. The number of those who met him and survived could be counted on one hand.

He was, by far, the person she least wanted to meet.

Looking down at the trembling Yeop Dan-yeong, Beom Gye-wi tilted his head.

“Are you sick somewhere?”

She felt like she was getting a disease she didn’t even have, but Yeop Dan-yeong forced a smile.

“J-Just glad to see you.”

How many chances would she have to encounter Mangsan Choja in her lifetime? Yet, this was already her third time. The fact that she was still alive was purely thanks to her innate luck.

‘Or is it the opposite?’

How unlucky must she be to keep running into him, who brought disaster like a plague god?

“I had an auspicious dream last night, and now I know why. I never imagined I would meet the Sect Leader of Mangsan in a place like this.”

“Sect Leader of Mangsan, what?”

Yeop Dan-yeong wore a perplexed expression at Beom Gye-wi’s puzzled look.

“I can’t call you Mangsan Choja, can I? Since you don’t like being called that.”

“That’s right. I don’t like it.”

Beom Gye-wi nodded, patting Yeop Dan-yeong’s head as if she were commendable. Then, in an instant, he wiped the smile off his face.

“If you knew that, why did you do that?”

“Yes?”

“The Jangnakbang [Eternal Joy Clan] kids came looking, you know?”

“Jangnakbang? Why would they…?”

Yeop Dan-yeong trailed off, her eyes shaking violently.

“Were you staying at the Shinma Valley [Divine Devil Valley]?”

“Yeah. I’m indebted… No, I’m taking care of it.”

“… !”

Yeop Dan-yeong’s face turned pale in an instant. She finally understood the situation she was in.

As expected.

Yeop Dan-yeong’s complexion turned ashen at Beom Gye-wi’s next words.

“When I asked them, they said they were dealing with the Heukjeom [Black Marketeers] Shanxi branch here?”

Beom Gye-wi stared intently at Yeop Dan-yeong, who was frozen like a stone and unable to speak.

“Why did you do it?”

Yeop Dan-yeong shouted with all her might.

“I-I didn’t know! I really didn’t know! If I had known, I would never have sold the information! Please believe me!”

“Really?”

Surprisingly, Beom Gye-wi nodded readily.

“If you didn’t know, there’s nothing you can do.”

“Thank…”

“But are you going to do it again?”

“Yes?”

“Now you know I’m there. Are you still going to bother me?”

“There will never be such an imprudent thing again.”

“Good.”

Beom Gye-wi nodded and looked around. Then, he spotted Yeop Dan-yeong’s subordinate, who was prostrate on the floor, glancing at him.

“Hey, you.”

“Yes? Yes, sir!”

“Bring me some cold water. I’m thirsty from running so hard.”

Yeop Dan-yeong glared at the subordinate who hesitated, and only then did he rush out.

While waiting for the water, Yeop Dan-yeong watched Beom Gye-wi carefully.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to be in a bad mood.

“May I ask what happened to the Jangnakbang thugs?”

“What do you think happened?”

Yeop Dan-yeong closed her eyes tightly at the returned answer. She could guess well enough without having to hear the rest.

She suddenly remembered that the subordinates who had been monitoring the Jangnakbang thugs had disappeared.

“Could it be that my subordinates are also…?”

Beom Gye-wi tilted his head, then suddenly remembered something.

Immediately after leaving Shinma Valley, he had sensed a group of people hiding around, concealing their presence.

“Ah! Those guys? I asked them who they were, but they rushed at me without saying anything.”

‘Damn it!’

Yeop Dan-yeong swallowed a curse inwardly.

The situation was obvious without having to ask.

At that moment, a person carefully entered with a teacup on a tray. It was the subordinate who had gone to get a drink.

He politely offered the tea to Beom Gye-wi.

The clear, golden color of the liquid in the cup and the fragrant aroma that filled the air were enough to tell that it was a high-quality tea.

However, Beom Gye-wi’s expression was indifferent.

“Are you trying to poison me on purpose?”

Yeop Dan-yeong waved her hands in embarrassment.

“Yes? How dare I…”

“I told you to bring cold water. What’s with bringing me hot tea when I’m already dying of heat?”

Yeop Dan-yeong immediately shouted at the subordinate.

“Bring cold water! Now!”

“It’s okay. I’ll just drink it.”

Beom Gye-wi snatched the teacup, took a few sips, and then made a strange expression.

“The tea tastes pretty good?”

“It’s Junsan Eunchim [Silver Needle of Junsan].”

A needle-shaped Hwangacha [yellow tea] from Junsan, a small island in Dongjeong Lake [Lake Dongting].

It was a famous tea that was so rare that it could not be obtained without considerable power or wealth.

Beom Gye-wi handed the teacup to Yeop Dan-yeong.

“Drink it.”

“Yes?”

“Hurry. It’s a taste you’ll hardly ever get again, you know?”

Yeop Dan-yeong reluctantly brought the teacup to her lips at the almost coercive urging, and then spat out the tea at Beom Gye-wi’s next words.

“You don’t often get a chance to taste Sanglin Namyeong [Southern Dream of the Mulberry Forest] in your life.”

“Ptoo!”

“Huh? Why are you spitting out something so expensive?”

“Cough.”

Yeop Dan-yeong, who coughed roughly, turned her gaze to the subordinate, overwhelmed with embarrassment.

Yeop Dan-yeong realized that Beom Gye-wi’s words were true when she saw the subordinate trembling with a pale face.

‘He did something I didn’t even ask him to do!’

It was a disaster brought on by the excessive loyalty of her confidant.

Sanglin Namyeong, one of the Sichuan Tang family’s ultimate poisons, was called Chil Eum Jeolmyeong [Seven Groans to the Afterlife]. Once ingested, one would die before uttering seven groans. Her tongue was already tingling and going numb, even though she hadn’t swallowed it.

Yeop Dan-yeong could finally understand Beom Gye-wi’s words that it was a taste she would hardly ever get again.

Once you taste it, you’ll die, so how can you have a chance to taste it twice?

“Ptoo!”

Beom Gye-wi spat on the floor.

The poisonous fumes bubbled up, emitting a terrible stench!

“You didn’t even know about this, did you?”

Before Yeop Dan-yeong could make an excuse, Beom Gye-wi reached out like a thunderbolt. And he grabbed Yeop Dan-yeong’s subordinate as he was and lifted him up.

“Keugh!”

It was only for a moment that he struggled, gagging, in the large hand that gripped his neck.

Soon, crimson flames soared from his seven orifices.

“… !”

The subordinate instantly turned into black ashes before her eyes and scattered into the air!

Yeop Dan-yeong simply stared at the scene with a dazed look. Beom Gye-wi suddenly opened his mouth.

“Where did you get the information about Shinma Valley?”

“From Baekgeomun [White Sword Clan]…”

“Baekgeomun?”

“Gasp!”

Yeop Dan-yeong, who had been answering absentmindedly in a half-crazed state, hurriedly shut her mouth.

Heukjeom traded everything, but there was one thing that was excluded from the trade.

That was the identity of the informant.

If the informant’s identity was revealed, it would greatly damage their credibility as an information seller.

This was why they risked their lives to remain silent.

“Baekgeomun’s what? Why are you stopping in the middle of your sentence?”

Yeop Dan-yeong only sweated at Beom Gye-wi’s urging.

“I gave you the information you wanted to know, so you have to tell me what I want to know, right?”

Beom Gye-wi frowned and asked.

“The information I wanted to know?”

“Yeah. You were curious earlier. What happened to your subordinates.”

Yeop Dan-yeong sighed.

He was a man who had built a fortune with his excellent social skills, but there was no answer when it came to Beom Gye-wi.

“Baek Un-hwi, a surveillance envoy of the Murim Alliance [Martial Arts Alliance]. He was the source of the information.”

Beom Gye-wi tilted his head.

He was quite puzzled as to why someone belonging to the Murim Alliance, especially someone with the position of surveillance envoy, would pass information to Heukjeom.

“Tell me everything you know about that bastard.”

“Not even that…”

Beom Gye-wi grinned at Yeop Dan-yeong, who hesitated and hesitated to answer. Yeop Dan-yeong felt her heart sink.

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll spread rumors?”

“Yes?”

“That the head of the Heukjeom Shanxi branch is loose-lipped.”

Yeop Dan-yeong closed her eyes tightly.

A checkmate.

If the organization he belonged to found out, they would never end it with just a reprimand. But that was a later problem. Such things were not even a problem compared to Beom Gye-wi.

‘It’s the same whether I die this way or that way!’

Yeop Dan-yeong, having made up her mind, explained the information she had gathered about Baek Un-hwi truthfully.

“So, that bastard is the younger brother of the Baekgeomun Lord, and he made some kind of deal with his uncle to take over Baekgeomun?”

“That’s right.”

“And at the same time, he also secured the Seongsu Shindan [Sacred Water Divine Pill]?”

“There wouldn’t be a martial artist in the current Kangho [Martial World] who wouldn’t covet the Shindan.”

“Do you too?”

“Yes?”

Yeop Dan-yeong was startled and nodded at Beom Gye-wi’s gaze at her.

“O-Of course, I don’t covet it. And I never will!”

“Good.”

Beom Gye-wi smiled and nodded, then turned around.

“Let’s see each other often in the future.”

“Where are you going?”

“Baekgeomun.”

“Yes? Why are you going there…?”

“To catch that bastard.”

Yeop Dan-yeong was startled by those words.

“You’re not going to attack Baekgeomun, are you?”

“I’ll just wipe them out this opportunity.”

Yeop Dan-yeong turned pale and shouted at Beom Gye-wi, who was nonchalantly spouting terrible things.

“P-Please wait a moment!”

Yeop Dan-yeong couldn’t get a grip on the uncontrollably changing situation.

One thing was clear: Beom Gye-wi was not one to make empty promises.

If Baekgeomun suffered damage, the Murim Alliance would step in for investigation purposes, and it would only be a matter of time before the fact that this Shanxi branch was involved in this incident was revealed.

‘Damn it!’

In the end, only he would die.

Yeop Dan-yeong quickly racked her brain.

“That bastard won’t be at Baekgeomun even if you go.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s a surveillance envoy of the Murim Alliance. As his position is, he stays at the Murim Alliance headquarters except in special cases.”

Beom Gye-wi had been under a kill order for a long time.

No matter how reckless he was, he didn’t think he would do the crazy thing of attacking the Murim Alliance headquarters. But it didn’t take long for him to realize how naive that thought was.

“Really? He was at the Murim Alliance? That’s grateful information.”

Yeop Dan-yeong felt a sense of foreboding at Beom Gye-wi’s appearance, gauging the direction to fly.

“Where are you going?”

“You said that bastard is at the Murim Alliance?”

“Are you going to the Murim Alliance?”

“Why? Is there a problem?”

Why wouldn’t there be?

It’s okay if only you go and die, but the problem is that my life is at stake.

If he didn’t stop Beom Gye-wi somehow, it would turn into a large-scale accident that he couldn’t handle. Yeop Dan-yeong didn’t have many options.

“I’ll find out where that bastard is.”

“Why wait so long? If you just stir up Baekgeomun and the Murim Alliance in order, he’ll pop out somewhere.”

“… !”

Before he could stop him, Beom Gye-wi flew away.

Yeop Dan-yeong, who had been making a dazed expression for a while, belatedly screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Emergency!”

Before his voice could even dissipate, subordinates appeared from all over the place. They were the masters of Heukjeom who were hiding their presence in disguise.

“We have to find out where Baek Un-hwi is before he arrives at Baekgeomun! Move out now!”

“Understood!”

The subordinates, who had all chanted in unison at his command, scattered in different directions.