Spy

Even forty years ago, when the invasion of the Demonic Sect first occurred, the Kunlun Sect was on the brink of collapse due to being the first to engage in battle.

The creation of the Murim Alliance, and the numerous sects that spared no support to use Kunlun Sect as a forward base to monitor and confront the Demonic Sect, only allowed them to recover to some extent.

Still, compared to other Nine Great Schools and Five Great Families, they had fewer disciples.

Especially, the number of elders and first-generation disciples who had experienced the war was severely lacking.

In such circumstances, Huh Do Zhenren leading thirty disciples for an investigation only filled his head with ominous thoughts.

“Don’t worry, Huh Do Zhenren. This is just one of many possibilities.”

It was none other than Jegal Muhwan, still fanning himself with an inscrutable expression, who comforted Huh Do Zhenren.

“And the third possibility is that they might be using the Chaidamu Basin as a trap. Leaving just enough traces of the Demonic Sect to lure people from the orthodox sects like us and then deal with us all at once.”

After explaining up to this point, Jegal Muhwan closed his fan with a snap to change the mood.

“Since we don’t know the exact number of enemies or traces of their movement, these are the main possibilities we can consider. So, let’s start the meeting in earnest now.”

As soon as Jegal Muhwan finished speaking, the first to step forward was Il-hwi Dojang, the vice leader of the Suzaku Unit.

“First of all, I think it is right to move toward the Chaidamu Basin.”

“Why do you think so?”

Jegal Muhwan asked, and Il-hwi Dojang answered.

“Firstly, because the enemies’ whereabouts are unclear. Although the Kunlun Sect conducted a preliminary investigation, their number was small. If we go and investigate, we might find something new.”

“What if it’s a trap set by the enemies?”

“Over three hundred heroes of the orthodox sects are gathered here. Why should we fear traps set by just over a hundred remnants of the Demonic Sect?”

Jegal Jin-hee, the vice leader of the Xuanwu Unit who was attending the meeting, countered Il-hwi Dojang’s reckless statement.

“That’s the Demonic Sect. If we underestimate them, we will suffer great losses.”

“Tch. In war, it’s natural for people to die. If you’re so scared, why not just give up your vice-leader position and go back?”

Il-hwi Dojang’s sharp gaze was directed not only at Jegal Jin-hee but also at Mujin and Mu-gung.

As the atmosphere of the meeting began to heat up, Dok-go Pae, the leader of the Qinglong Unit, stepped in.

“I think it is best to support the Kunlun Sect. General Military Officer.”

“Why do you think so?”

“Since a preliminary investigation was already conducted in the Chaidamu Basin and yielded no significant results, it seems best to prevent the worst-case scenario for now.”

Dok-go Pae’s words were supported by Huh Do Zhenren, as the future of his sect was at stake.

“If our main sect suffers heavy damage from the Demonic Sect’s attack, it will be a major hindrance in controlling the Demonic Sect’s movements later.”

There were still those who insisted on heading to the Chaidamu Basin and those who insisted on heading to the Kunlun Sect.

In the midst of this, a compromise was suggested, splitting the Four Divine Units into two groups: two to the Chaidamu Basin and two to the Kunlun Sect.

Clack.

Jegal Muhwan, who had been silently observing the meeting, drew everyone’s attention by closing his fan.

“Splitting the Four Divine Units would be the worst move. It risks us being defeated individually.”

“Then what do you suggest, General Military Officer?”

Jegal Muhwan, who had been watching the meeting, smiled gently as he replied.

“We will head to the Kunlun Sect. After ensuring the safety of the Kunlun Sect, we can then head to the Chaidamu Basin if there are no issues.”

* * *

After the meeting adjourned.

Mujin, Mu-gung, and Jegal Jin-hee gathered separately.

Since they had to decide on their future actions without the elders of their respective sects, Mujin and Jegal Jin-hee called Mu-gung, who was the vice leader.

Of course, considering his skills, Muyul would also be included in the meeting, but…

‘That guy is terrible at lying.’

If they informed Muyul that Mujin was pretending to be brainwashed, he might spill the information without thinking.

He might even fall asleep as soon as the complicated discussion started.

Meanwhile, as Mu-gung was making an unnecessarily serious face upon hearing about Mujin pretending to be brainwashed, Jegal Jin-hee spoke first.

“What did you think, Monk Mujin?”

“About General Military Officer Jegal Muhwan?”

“Yes.”

“To be honest, I found him a bit suspicious. In the end, he accepted Dok-go Pae’s proposal.”

Jegal Jin-hee also nodded at Mujin’s words.

However, Mu-gung opened his mouth as if something was puzzling him.

“But isn’t it possible that the Mount Cheongpung Sect, which eventually sided with Shinchun, ignored Ilhui’s opinion?”

It seemed he was still upset with Ilhui, who had picked fights with them during the meeting.

“Tch. Dok-go Pae is directly connected to Shinchun, and Mount Cheongpung Sect is just being manipulated by Shinchun. If those two are proposing different ideas, which one do you think aligns more with Shinchun’s intentions?”

“It could be a deception.”

“That’s possible, but if we think like that, there’s no end to it. So, while I suspect Jegal Muhwan, I’m not certain. And something felt off.”

“Off?”

Mu-gung asked, but Mujin couldn’t give a definite answer.

“It feels like there’s something we overlooked during the meeting, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”

“What’s that nonsense?”

Mu-gung was about to rebuke Mujin when Jegal Jin-hee’s next words caught his attention.

“As expected, Monk Mujin, you had an inkling.”

“…Yes?”

“Just like you said, during today’s meeting, Jegal Muhwan skipped an important point. I felt it was intentional, which is why I suspect him as well.”

“And what is that point he skipped?”

Mu-gung asked with a hesitant tone, and Jegal Jin-hee answered.

“The possibility of a trap on the way to the Kunlun Sect. He only mentioned the possibility of the Kunlun Sect being attacked and the Chaidamu Basin being a trap, making it seem like we had to choose between breaking through a trap or safely helping our allies.”

“Ah!!”

At her words, Mujin finally realized what had been bothering him.

Meanwhile, Mu-gung, still with questions, continued to ask.

“Then why didn’t you point it out during the meeting, Jegal Jin-hee Shiju-nim?”

“Because the answer would have been obvious.”

“Obvious?”

Understanding the situation, Mujin answered Mu-gung’s question in Jegal Jin-hee’s place.

“Strategically, it’s a foolish move. Digging a trap on the way to the Kunlun Sect when it’s uncertain if reinforcements will even come is a waste. It’s better to either directly attack the Kunlun Sect or set up a trap in the Chaidamu Basin, which has already drawn attention.”

“But the Demonic Sect is in cahoots with them anyway. They would know the Four Divine Units are coming, right?”

“The problem is that only we know that. From a third party’s perspective, who doesn’t have that information, it’s more logical to either directly attack the Kunlun Sect or set a trap where attention has been drawn.”

“Ah…”

Finally understanding the situation, Mu-gung let out a soft exclamation.

“Then, if we fall into a Demonic Sect trap on our way to the Kunlun Sect…”

“Then there’s a high chance Jegal Muhwan is connected to Dok-go Pae.”

* * *

The next day.

The Four Divine Units, along with the Kunlun Sect disciples, began their journey to the Kunlun Sect as decided in the meeting.

They employed light footwork for faster movement, traveling for half a day.

“Everyone must be running low on internal energy by now. How about we take a break over there?”

Jegal Muhwan accepted the proposal from Heo-do Zhenren, who had spent decades in Cheonghae.

As the group of 350 people moved towards the direction Heo-do Zhenren pointed, Dok-go Pae urgently sent a voice transmission to Mu-jin.

– The Demonic Cult will soon attack.

“!!!”

Mu-jin calmed his startled mind and managed his expression. He never expected the situation to unfold just as he had discussed with Jegal Jin-hui the previous night.

Because he had somewhat anticipated the situation, he could maintain his composure. However, the following order was something neither Mu-jin nor Jegal Jin-hui had expected.

– During the battle with the Demonic Cult, seize the opportunity to kill Namgung Jin-cheon. Make it look like an accident while fighting the cultists.

This time, Mu-jin nearly failed to control his expression.

They were setting up the elite disciples of the orthodox sects into a trap laid by the Demonic Cult.

Mu-jin had thought Shinchun was preparing this plan to trigger a full-scale war between the Demonic Cult and the orthodox sects.

But to also aim to kill Namgung Jin-cheon on top of that?

‘So that’s why they placed Namgung Jin-cheon by my side!’

What would happen if he killed Namgung Jin-cheon during this skirmish?

It would drive Namgung into the arms of Shinchun while they were fighting the Demonic Cult.

The situation could only worsen.

But now that it was clear this was a trap to kill the elite disciples of the orthodox sects,

‘There’s no need to continue being a double agent.’

The only thing left was to capture Dok-go Pae and Jegal Muhwan and interrogate them.

But first, there was something he had to do.

“Beware of an ambush!!!”

First, they had to fend off the upcoming Demonic Cult attack, no matter what.

“!?”

When Mu-jin suddenly shouted with internal energy, Dok-go Pae, who had sent the voice transmission, looked startled.

“An ambush? What are you talking about?!”

The members of the Four Divine Units began to buzz with confusion.

Before the commotion could settle,

Boom!!

The ground beneath the spot where they were approaching to rest exploded, revealing martial artists hidden underground.

Some were startled by their sudden appearance, but others quickly gathered their wits and shouted.

“Demonic Cultists!!”

“Those filthy moles were hiding underground!!”

Despite their failed ambush, the Demonic Cultists were unfazed.

“Kill all the hypocrites of the orthodox sects!”

“You shall be the first sacrifice to our Heavenly Demon!”

“Heavenly Demon’s advent!”

“Ten-thousand Demons’ reverence!”

Shouting fanatically, they rushed at the Four Divine Units.

Mu-jin, the deputy leader of the Qinglong Unit at the forefront, roughly estimated the number of enemies.

‘About three hundred?’

Their numbers were about fifty less than those of the combined forces of the Four Divine Units and the disciples of the Kunlun Sect.

But if they had started the battle hidden underground, stabbing from behind,

They would have faced a devastating defeat.

However, that was only if they had been ambushed.

“Form ranks!”

The captains, leaders, and deputy leaders of various groups were rallying the stunned elite disciples.

Moreover,

“Haaap!!”

Smash!

Mu-jin’s fist, positioned at the forefront, crushed the heads of the Demonic Cultists charging head-on.

And Mu-jin wasn’t the only one excelling at the front.

“Hmph.”

Next to Mu-jin, Namgung Jin-cheon swung his heavy sword with a cold smile, smashing the cultists along with their weapons.

“Have you heard of the phrase ‘swift and decisive?’ Infinite Buddha.”

Every time the sword of Cheongsu Dojang, with a fierce glint in his eyes, drew a silver trajectory, Demonic Cultists fell with holes in their chests, hearts, or throats.

Besides them, Jegal Jin-hui and Mu-yul of the Xuanwu Unit, Mu-gung of the Baihu Unit, Heo-do Zhenren of the Kunlun Sect, and Il-hwi Dojang of the Suzaku Unit were steadily cutting down the Demonic Cultists.

However, these were just the exploits of a few outstanding masters.

“Aaargh!!”

The ordinary elite disciples could not withstand the fierce assault of the Demonic Cultists.

Especially those with little battle experience were easily killed by cultists weaker than themselves.

A disciple of the Huashan Sect, thinking he had won by cutting off an opponent’s arm, was impaled by a hidden blade from the cultist’s remaining arm.

“Crazy…”

A disciple of a minor sect, mesmerized by the horrific battlefield, muttered blankly to himself before his head was cut off.

“Save me…”

In this hellish scene, the calmest person was Mu-jin.

‘If this battle continues, we can win. But the losses will be too great.’

While pondering how to quickly resolve the situation,

The battlefield suddenly changed.

Boom!!

Slash!

The loud thunderclap and sharp slicing sound caught Mu-jin’s attention, and he saw a man wielding a saber wrapped in blue lightning and another sending black wind from his sword.

Seeing their unique martial arts, Mu-jin instantly recognized their identities.

‘Cheong Nae-wang. And Heukpung-wang!’

They were the ones holding the positions of the Four Heavenly Kings in the Demonic Cult, like Geum Yang-hwi who once served as the Red Flame King.

Even though it was significant that two of the cult’s main leaders had appeared,

‘Wait. If those two came together…’

A peculiar strategy that could turn the tide of the situation sprang to Mu-jin’s mind.

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