Chapter 17

However, the target was different.

Osa, who had a long sword design on his back, slumped down.

Yuksa's eyes widened in shock.

He wasn't stupid enough to accidentally cut Osa, who was being held hostage.

That's why he rushed in with confidence.

But he was a fool in the end. He didn't expect Jeok Leegeon to use Osa as a shield with such quick movements.

"If six of us split it, we'll get a little more, right?"

Yuksa's eyes turned red. He had fallen for Jeok Leegeon's provocation.

"You bastard, die!"

At the same time, Ilsa shouted.

"No!"

Thud!

With a chilling sound, Yuksa's figure stopped as if it were a lie.

Osa's Enemy Sword was embedded in Yuksa's heart as he turned towards his brothers.

After muttering a few unintelligible words, he collapsed.

Jeok Leegeon said coldly.

"It seems the two of you didn't get along very well."

Then he coldly looked up at the remaining five men.

The remaining Osa's complexion became completely serious.

The opponent's Martial arts was definitely not something to be taken lightly. Even if Chilsa had launched a perfect combined attack, he couldn't guarantee success.

Jeok Leegeon's eyes narrowed.

"I've heard of you guys. You don't discriminate between children, adults, or women. Do you know who eats bad guys like you? A hero? Don't be ridiculous. Good people can never catch you. Why? Because you're bad guys. You shed tears while searching for Hidden weapon, and if you're forgiven, you'll stab them in the back. Bad guys are eaten by worse guys. Just like me."

Then Jeok Leegeon grinned.

Was it because of the chilling cruelty contained in his smile? Ilsa's heart began to pound.

'This bastard is really dangerous!'

His survival instinct began to beg. Let's run away.

But if they ran away like this, they could no longer live as the Enemy Sword Seven Killers. Those who hadn't seen it for themselves wouldn't know that look in his eyes. They would only be rumored to have been defeated by a teenager.

Then everything they had built up until now would collapse. Even third-rate Rogues would ignore them after today. They would spit everywhere if they glared and scolded them. That's the nature of the unorthodox faction.

Jeok Leegeon said calmly.

"There's still a chance."

Then he shouted towards the building.

"If you don't come out right now, I'll kill them all!"

The sound coming from the building was the laughter of women. The atmosphere became eerie as the laughter was heard in a situation where corpses were scattered.

"Looks like they really won't come out?"

Jeok Leegeon sighed lightly and said.

"Did you know? That you're being treated like consumables?"

Ilsa gritted his teeth.

The Enemy Sword he was holding trembled.

Jeok Leegeon stepped aside.

"Just go. I'll let you go."

Jeok Leegeon seemed serious, as if he meant it.

Ilsa hesitated for a moment at that moment. The fact that he had such a thought was probably even more infuriating and unfair.

"Bullshit!"

Starting with Ilsa's outburst, the remaining four men flew in.

Clench.

Jeok Leegeon moved as fast as lightning and pulled out the Enemy Sword embedded in Yuksa's heart.

The first to fly in was, of course, Ilsa.

Swoosh, swoosh.

With the sound of two streams of wind, the two men brushed past each other.

Ilsa, who had passed Jeok Leegeon, couldn't stop.

Thud!

Ilsa's chest, rolling on the floor, was wide open, and blood gushed out.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Jeok Leegeon swung his sword three times in a row.

All three men who were flying in brushed past Jeok Leegeon. They slid and sprawled all over the yard.

The pungent smell of blood that spread in an instant belonged to all of them.

Isa, who was left alone, stepped back. Jeok Leegeon slowly approached him.

"Save me."

"Any good deeds you remember doing while alive?"

"......"

"None, right? You were too busy killing, raping, and stealing."

"Please."

"Do one good deed now. For the sake of the remaining people."

"What do you mean?"

"Die."

Crack.

Jeok Leegeon kicked him in the chest. It wasn't a kick that Isa, who had lost his will to fight, could block.

Isa, whose chest was crushed, flew inside, breaking through the door.

Jeok Leegeon slowly entered through the door.

Another door visible straight ahead in the distance.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Hidden weapon flew in from all directions.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Jeok Leegeon deflected the Hidden weapon by swinging the Enemy Sword.

The deflected Hidden weapon created four different screams.

The four men attached to the walls on both sides were hit by the Hidden weapon thrown by each other and collapsed.

Creak.

Jeok Leegeon slowly opened the door.

The room was all red.

Red lanterns were hung everywhere, and a sweet fragrance like women's powder was spreading from all directions. A strangely exciting atmosphere.

Far away, a man with a large physique was sitting on the Grand Preceptor's Chair.

He was really fat. The Grand Preceptor's Chair he was sitting on was large enough for at least three ordinary people to sit side by side, but he was so tightly packed that even that space seemed cramped. In one corner stood a hunchback with his hair hanging down.

About a dozen women stood on either side of the man, wearing thin clothes that revealed their insides. They were all voluptuous and slender women.

Jeok Leegeon smirked as he looked at the large man in front of him.

"Nice atmosphere."

The fat man said with a smiling face.

"I was wondering if I should get rid of those guys because they were too expensive for what they did. Thank you."

"I don't think they were as idle as their master?"

He was making fun of his fatness, but the man seemed very used to such teasing.

"Hahaha! You should try living and eating like me for just ten years. You'll see a new world."

"I'll pass. The world I'm in now is interesting enough."

The man chuckled. His folded chin wobbled.

But the small eyes pressed into his fat were definitely not those of a fool.

"If you came as a guest, you should reveal your name first."

"Jeok Leegeon."

"Jeok Leegeon?"

The man tilted his head and looked at the hunchback in the corner. The hunchback shook his head. It was an expression that he didn't know, but judging by his intuition, that hunchback seemed to be his brain.

"In short, you're someone I've never heard of? But you killed the Seven Killers so easily?"

"The Martial World needs to be a little wider."

The man nodded as if he agreed and asked.

"Then do you know who I am?"

"You're the owner of the Black Dot of this era and Donhwang, known as the most greedy and fattest expert in Jianghu."

The giant man Donhwang asked with a surprised expression when Jeok Leegeon accurately recognized him.

"You knew I was here and came?"

Donhwang showed an unexpected expression. He knew he was here, but he caused such a mess? What did he believe in?

"I heard you came as a guest? So you came to buy someone..."

Jeok Leegeon nodded.

"Who is it that you're making such a fuss about?"

Jeok Leegeon answered calmly to Donhwang's interesting question.

"The most expensive person in this room."

Donhwang, who had a blank expression for a moment, soon burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha! Listen, young friend. This old one's price is not something a young friend like you can afford."

"How much is it?"

"Oh! Are you really going to buy me?"

Donhwang pondered for a moment at Jeok Leegeon's serious expression as he looked up at him.

"Five hundred thousand nyang."

That was the price Donhwang thought his life was worth.

In short, he meant that he would risk his life for 500,000 nyang.

For a normal commission, he was willing to lift his heavy butt if it exceeded just 10,000 nyang.

The profit he earned from brokering a successful Wanderer was only 50 nyang. Then did that money go straight into his hands? Of course not. After paying for his subordinates' monthly salaries, facility maintenance costs, and other expenses, the money that actually fell into his hands was less than half. In addition, the Black Dots in the Central Plains were running deficits every day.

The severe recession was the cause. The more difficult the times, the better they should do, but the accidents of the damn Wanderers became more frequent. Betraying their masters and plundering their lives and money became more common.

Every time such an incident occurred, the number of guests visiting the Black Dot dropped sharply. It was a difficult time in many ways, so there was no need to mention if he was an uncontrollable mass of greed.

Jeok Leegeon smiled.

"That's quite expensive."

Donhwang laughed heartily, and his flesh wobbled.

"Bring the wine! Wine!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the hunchback man picked up a wine bottle and a wine glass placed on one side and ran to him. He climbed onto the platform, staggering, and poured wine for Donhwang.

Donhwang, who received the wine, kicked him mercilessly.

The hunchback man, who was hit by his heavy leg, rolled on the floor.

The women laughed out loud. The hunchback man giggled and returned to his place.

"You worm."

Suddenly, Jeok Leegeon asked.

"Then how much is that worm?"

At that moment, Donhwang's expression changed subtly.

"That worm is not for sale. More wine!"

Donhwang would have been fine drinking with the wine bottle next to him, but he always drank through the hunchback man. Again, the hunchback picked up the wine and ran over. He poured wine for Donhwang again.

Donhwang grabbed the hunchback's hair and pulled it back.

His face was revealed. He seemed like an ugly old man, but he was surprisingly a middle-aged man. Moreover, he had unexpectedly handsome features. However, his eyes were completely blurred like those of an addict.

Donhwang scanned him with a mean look.

"He's a worm, but he's quite useful."

"Hehehe."

The hunchback man laughed like an idiot.

Donhwang shook his hair and pushed him forward. The hunchback man rolled on the floor. Jeok Leegeon calmly stared at him.

"I like that worm."

Donhwang narrowed his eyes.

"You were looking for the most expensive body in this room, right?"

"That's right."

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"I never changed my mind."

".......?"

"The person who said was the most expensive in this room was that worm."

Donhwang, who was flustered, was speechless for a moment. It was such an absurd situation that he wasn't even angry.

The women's laughter erupted first.

Donhwang, who was looking down at Jeok Leegeon with a troubled face, laughed like crazy.

"Hahahaha! Interesting, really interesting."

"Is it so funny that you're worse than a worm?"

Then Jeok Leegeon grinned.

Donhwang laughed even louder. The rising anger erupted into laughter.

"Should I make it more fun?"

"I'm very much looking forward to it."

Donhwang stopped laughing. Then Jeok Leegeon said calmly.

"I'll pay 100,000 nyang."

"What?"

Donhwang was startled by the words 100,000 nyang. He didn't expect such a huge amount of money to come out.

"You're going to buy that dirty and ugly guy for 100,000 nyang? Wow! That's really amazing."

Donhwang, who was admiring, said coldly.

"But I won't sell him."

"200,000 nyang!"

Jeok Leegeon didn't hesitate.

".....!"

"I think that's enough to buy a worm?"

At that moment, Donhwang seriously pondered.

It had already been over ten years since he had made the hunchback man his subordinate. He made the hunchback, who did odd jobs at the Black Dot, his personal subordinate because he discovered that he had a very excellent brain.

He couldn't do any Martial arts, but the hunchback was truly smart.

The deep insight to identify the identities of the uninvited guests who occasionally visited and the occasional words he threw out contained the deep philosophy of Jianghu history and the Insa family. Of course, he was gloomy, pessimistic, and spent most of his day spacing out.

Donhwang stared at Jeok Leegeon.

"You're serious."

"Of course."

Donhwang desperately ignored the cries to sell him in his heart.

"I won't sell him even for 200,000 nyang."

"300,000 nyang!"

"What?"

The price tripled at once. At the same time, Donhwang's heart also beat.

300,000 nyang was not a joke. He could run a damn Black Dot as a hobby with that amount of money.

'Should I try to push it one more time?'

Donhwang hesitated.

Jeok Leegeon smiled and turned around without any regrets.

"If you don't want to, I can't help it."

Jeok Leegeon walked away quickly, as if he wasn't the one who had raised the price so boldly just now.

When he got close to the door, Donhwang shouted.

"499,000 nyang!"

Jeok Leegeon's footsteps stopped.

Donhwang smiled when Jeok Leegeon turned around.

"I can't sell him for more than I'm worth."

Then Donhwang drank the wine. His anxiety after making a gamble was evident.

"I wonder if you really have that much money?"

Jeok Leegeon's eyes narrowed. His intense gaze, as if he could see through the other person's heart, soon turned into an unknown smile.

Jeok Leegeon said gladly.

"Okay. I'll buy him at that price."

Not only Donhwang, but even the women around him were all surprised. No matter how useful he was, it was 500,000 nyang. 500,000 nyang? For that dirty and ugly hunchback?

The hunchback, who was the person in question, was just standing there blankly.

Jeok Leegeon put down the leather pouch he was carrying. Everyone's eyes were focused on it. When he opened the pouch, there was a noticeable pile of bills.

Jeok Leegeon took out the bills and threw them on the floor.

"10,000 nyang, 20,000 nyang, 30,000 nyang..."

Donhwang's eyes gradually widened.

The bills were piling up on the floor.

Soon, exactly 500,000 nyang worth of bills were piled up on the floor.

"1,000 nyang is a bonus."

Donhwang's eyes didn't look at the bills piled up on the floor. He was still focused on the bulging leather pouch. Judging by the small amount, it seemed like there were 2-3 million nyang more in it. No, he thought there might be even more.

Donhwang's eyes began to burn with greed.

He said in an excited voice.

"What if I have to raise the price?"

"I'd be disappointed."

Jeok Leegeon smirked.

"What if I kill you and take all that money?"

"Then I'd be even more disappointed."

Donhwang stared at Jeok Leegeon as if he would pierce through him.

He had lived in Jianghu for a long time, but it was the first time he had faced an opponent who gave him such a unique feeling.

But this was not something to be concerned about.

With that money, he could buy all the beauties in Jianghu and have them serve him. He could eat only expensive and delicious things for the rest of his life. Just thinking about what he could do with that money would make him happy for a month. With that money...

"You'll be a little disappointed."

Donhwang raised his hand and gave a signal, and a man fell from the ceiling.

A man as well-honed as a famous sword.

He quietly glared at Jeok Leegeon. He was a man who seemed like he would stab a sword into his neck if he blinked even once.

"He uses Quick Sword Style."

The man's pupils trembled slightly when he recognized his Martial arts at a glance.

Jeok Leegeon said calmly.

"I learned two ways to deal with Quick Sword Style."

The man hesitated to draw his sword because Jeok Leegeon was so calm.

He was also curious about the way to deal with Quick Sword Style.

"The method I learned from my father is orthodox. It's the method of responding by feeling the opponent's Qi without looking at the sword. It's not easy to learn and it's not easy to apply in practice, but once you get used to it, you're almost guaranteed to win. The second method is the method I learned from my mother..."

Jeok Leegeon stretched out his hand. The man facing him didn't feel any killing intent.

Jeok Leegeon lightly twisted his hand.

It was a light movement, but the result was not light.

Papapapapak!

The space where the man was standing was distorted as a whole.

Sreung! Ssaeeeeaeaeng!

The man's sword was drawn a beat late. It was really as fast as Donhwang used it as a fortress.

But what had already taken over that space was the invisible Strong Energy emitted by Jeok Leegeon.

Jiiiiiiiiik, Jjaenggang!

The man's sword, which was about to emit sword energy, shattered.

It wasn't just the man's sword that was broken.

The hand holding the broken sword twisted and turned as if it had been wrung out like laundry.

"Kkeuaaaaaaaa!"

The man grabbed his tattered hand and screamed miserably.

Thud.

The Enemy Sword that flew in next was embedded in his chest. The man, who had stopped screaming, collapsed as it was.

"Kill him before he draws it. This is my mother's way."

Jeok Leegeon, who spat out coldly, glared at Donhwang.

Donhwang was surprised and embarrassed when the man fell in one move. Moreover, even he couldn't accurately recognize the move Jeok Leegeon had just used. Still, he wasn't terrified. At least that man didn't seem to be his last resort.

The women stood in front of Jeok Leegeon.

Jeok Leegeon smirked as he looked at their voluptuous bodies with their insides clearly visible.

"Ah-- you're really hitting my weakness."

The women began to laugh.

"Hohohohohoho!"

It wasn't a natural laugh. It was a seductive laugh full of Bewitching Energy that shook the man's heart. The sweet fragrance became even stronger, and the red light of the lanterns hanging everywhere became even stronger.

Jeok Leegeon's eyes glazed over. Both of his cheeks flushed red.

"Ah, I'm losing strength. Why am I like this?"

Jeok Leegeon shook his head.

Donhwang gave a meaningful smile.

The women began to dance around Jeok Leegeon.

Young flesh visible through thin clothing mingled with the dazzling dance, undulating.

It was an irresistible feast of seduction, a dance of death.

The Dance of Illusionary Ecstasy.

The pinnacle of soul-reaving sorcery that paralyzed the reason of the man watching.

The seduction had begun the moment Jeok Leegeon entered this room. The sweet scent he smelled and the stimulating firelight were preludes to this dance.

One of the women approached and began to remove Jeok Leegeon's top. Jeok Leegeon couldn't resist.

Swoosh.

Jeok Leegeon's upper body was revealed.

It was a smooth body without a single small scratch.

It was a perfect body, with every subtle muscle twitching alive.

Was that why? The women's eyes turned red, and their laughter became even more bewitching.

The dance became even more intense.

When the dance reached its peak, one of the women drew a dagger.

Jeok Leegeon could only stare blankly at the scene.

The woman caressed Jeok Leegeon's face, and the dagger, tracing down the opposite jawline, aimed for his neck.

At that moment, Jeok Leegeon burst into laughter he had been holding back.

"Uwahahaha! It tickles. I was going to hold it in until the end, but it tickles too much."

The startled woman reflexively thrust the dagger.

Swish--