Chapter 94

Chapter 93. Changed Situation (1)

The sound of the woman playing the zither ceased.

Seohwi, who had picked up the Yeohu sword, briefly looked around.

It seemed that the gamblers found the situation amusing, as they had stopped their actions and were staring at her.

She could also feel the thugs surrounding the boss grinning and watching her.

Looking at those fellows, the weapons they wielded caught her eye.

The most representative was the cudgel, and there was also a mace.

She could see a kusarigama, which resembled a sickle.

There were also weapons like a wheel that evoked the image of gears, and a langyabang with dozens of blades embedded in the end of a cudgel.

Just the sight of these threatening weapons was enough to catch her attention.

'Interesting fellows.'

Seohwi clicked her tongue inwardly.

Ordinary people might be intimidated by such weapons, but not her.

In fact, such flashy killing weapons are rarely used in battles with experts.

One of the lessons she learned at the Tianxiang Academy, the first gathering training ground of the Demon Sect.

The guys who used those flashy weapons always dropped out early.

The reason the main school primarily used swords, knives, or just their hands, excluding throwing weapons, was because these were the most efficient in combat.

"What are you doing?"

Perhaps her calm stance, standing still and surveying the surroundings, was annoying.

Changshik, the boss with scars all over his face, urged her impatiently.

At his words, Seohwi slowly turned her head.

A woman sitting huddled in a corner.

It seemed her nose was broken, as the woman, covering her face with her hands, hung her head and didn't move.

Thud, thud.

Seohwi approached the woman and looked down at her.

After a moment, she asked.

"Didn't you know it was a reckless act?"

"..."

"To waste your only life on such a thing. How foolish."

Seohwi found her actions truly foolish.

Perhaps that's why she was more curious.

More curious about the reason for her reckless choice than the phrase 'friendly organization' above her head.

Because she would never have done such a thing.

"Why is that kid like that?"

A complaint burst out from behind, but Seohwi ignored it, waiting to hear her answer.

"You beasts must see it that way."

The woman finally spoke, either slightly calmer or resigned.

"I am not the kind of beast that would just let my father's wrongful death pass. Even if I am a weak woman, the blade of revenge will never be dulled."

"That's what pushed you to act."

Seohwi pointed out this fact.

Ultimately, such uncontrolled emotions led to her own death.

"I don't regret it. If I regret anything, it's only that I was discovered too early. If I could go back in time, I would do the same."

"Hey, what are you doing!"

An irritated voice burst out from behind.

It was a burly man with a scarred face, who had been standing next to the boss, Yangfeng, and had been acting arrogantly.

"Kill her quickly!"

As the thugs approached with their shouts.

'About twenty-five, I guess...'

Eight around the boss, Changshik.

And sixteen more thugs gathered around the gambling table.

Each of them was wielding a killing weapon.

"Did you hear the story well?"

So Seohwi smiled and gestured.

"Should I go? Or do you want to?"

"..."

Everyone was so taken aback by the absurd situation that they hesitated for a moment.

At Changshik's nod, one of the thugs quickly rushed forward.

He swung a langyabang, a cudgel with blades densely embedded, at Seohwi's head.

And it hit its mark.

"Tickles a bit, doesn't it?"

But the target didn't fall.

Instead, she was completely unharmed.

Crack!

And then came the counterattack.

Seohwi's fist hit his abdomen, and he flew to the opposite wall, collapsing in a heap.

Around that time.

Whirl! Roar! Clank!

Four thugs rushed at her simultaneously.

Killing weapons swung from all directions.

A langyabang flying over her head.

A cudgel and kusarigama swung from the front.

And a small meteor hammer with nails attached to a rope flying from behind, squeezing through a tiny gap.

Thud.

Seohwi moved slightly backward and caught the meteor hammer and its nails with one hand.

She then threw it in a diagonal direction, and one of the thugs swinging the langyabang fell.

Crash.

Meanwhile, a cudgel and kusarigama flew at her from two directions.

Seohwi didn't dodge.

She blocked one with one hand and slashed the other with her sword.

In one stroke, the space was split.

Inside that space, the deformed kusarigama and the body of the thug wielding it were split in two.

"Kyaah!"

Seohwi didn't stop.

She touched the thug who had held the cudgel she blocked with one hand and shouted.

"Wind God Palm."

Boom!

It was the Wind God Palm, one of the Four Great Demon Arts.

A massive wind pressure exploded inside the thug's body, and his corpse, torn to pieces, stained the inn with blood.

"..."

That stopped the feet of those watching.

Seohwi turned around.

"Now, that was just a warm-up."

She said to the woman, who was looking at her in shock.

"Let's count to ten."

"..."

"If we get to ten, I promise only one will remain, and the rest will be eliminated."

The woman didn't respond, but instinctively started counting without realizing it.

"What are you doing! Just one guy!"

The boss's shout was heard, but his subordinates remained frozen.

Despite their numerical advantage, the fear of such a brutal death didn't fade.

"Are you not coming this time?"

Swish!

Seohwi shook the blood off her sword and spoke briefly.

"Then I'll go."

Whoosh.

Seohwi suddenly leaped into their midst.

From that moment on.

"Kyaah!"

"Ah!"

"Hit her!"

Screams and blood splattered from all directions.

The heads of the thugs fell one by one.

No one could see where the attacks were coming from or where she had moved.

They just felt their bodies pierced and sliced, and they fell.

"Kyaah!"

One of them screamed as his body was engulfed in flames.

She had used the newly learned Fire Warm Demon Art.

"Wha... What..."

But what was even more shocking was the sword technique that followed.

Countless lines were drawn in the air as if by lightning.

When Seohwi stopped her movements, ten heads flew into the air as if by magic.

Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

Seohwi had unleashed the sword technique she had learned from Igu Ming.

"Is it about ten now?"

When Seohwi stopped her sword, only Changshik, the boss, remained alive.

Seohwi slowly approached him.

"Feeling better? Does the sword feel good?"

"Ah..."

He slowly looked around and then knelt down.

"Please spare me. I didn't know you were such a great person."

"..."

Seohwi looked at him with a puzzled gaze.

But the other man, regardless of her reaction, begged humbly with both hands.

"I didn't recognize a noble person. If you spare me, I'll do anything. I won't say a word if you take that woman. No, I'll keep this matter completely quiet."

"..."

"If I die, there will surely be others who will come after you. Of course, you would defeat them... but why create unnecessary trouble? I'll beg you."

'Hmm.'

Seohwi was momentarily taken aback by the unexpected behavior of her opponent.

But after a moment's thought, she nodded.

It made sense.

If she killed the boss of the red-light district, forces or sects associated with him, or the cooperative organizations that received money, would surely come after her.

There was a possibility that she would get entangled in troublesome affairs as he said.

"What about that woman? She wants you dead, doesn't she?"

"That's true. But think about it. If it wasn't me, someone else would have killed her father. It just happened to be me."

That was a reasonable argument.

Even if it wasn't Changshik, someone similar would have done the job.

After all, the father, who had gotten involved in the gambling, was at fault.

"Then, let's ask that woman..."

At that moment.

[Warning! Changshik has discovered a weakness in Seohwi. How will you respond?]

Just as she was about to turn her head, this message appeared suddenly.

It seemed the kid had been hiding a trick and was trying to ambush her.

'What a fool.'

Seohwi didn't hesitate and chose this option.

[You have chosen 'Counterattack'.]

Boom!

An explosion occurred.

Right next to Seohwi.

Some kind of tool was used, and a straight line of heat and explosion shot out from Changshik's hand.

Seohwi took it head-on.

"Hahaha! You fool..."

Changshik laughed brightly.

An improved explosive bomb. He had hidden it in his clothes as a precaution and used it in a surprise attack.

Its power was greater than a sword's energy, even more.

An explosive bomb that would cause instant death if hit at close range.

"Who do you think you are... Ah... Ah..."

As the smoke cleared, and he thought her head would be gone.

"..."

A hand, frozen white, appeared.

Seohwi had used the So Shin Demon Art to block the attack with her face.

"Would something like this work in a normal situation?"

"Ha... Ah..."

[Seohwi has taken 1 damage from Changshik's attack.]

That was the end.

Swish.

Seohwi's sword easily cut off his head.

Drip, drip.

Seohwi's sword, which had cut down many men, was still dripping with blood as she looked at the woman.

"..."

The woman, with great effort, continued.

"I... I have no money."

Such a powerful person.

She had never seen anyone so overwhelmingly skilled.

"All my money was taken..."

"Money is fine."

Seohwi interrupted her and asked.

"Tell me something, though."

"..."

"About the place you were involved with."

"..."

"About Haomen."

With that, Seohwi smiled.