Book 11 Chapter 13

King of the Green Forest by Duksung Lim

"By the way, this…, eek!"

Bi Ryuyeon sighed in frustration. Right now, she and the rest of the delegation were on their way up the Daihong Mountain, the very mountain where King Lim Duksung had put up a sign and said it was open for business.

I was reminded of how small the world is.

"What are these misfits?"

Bi Ryuyeon knew how to deliver the best insult with the shortest words, and so he was able to deliver the most severe insult to them in one fell swoop.

Bi Ryuyeon knew what it meant to be thrifty. How can it be anything but economical when you can solve a problem with just one word that others can only reach with ten?

Needless to say, their ears were clearly pierced, and their faces reddened as soon as they heard what Bi Ryuyeon had said-they were the six children of the Eight Great Families who had been thrown to the ground by Bi Ryuyeon yesterday evening. Apparently, the other two were never there in the first place.

It seems that these were probably the Zhongyang Stamp Bureau's way of preparing itself. In retrospect, it was a pointless investment. Nam Gung-ho and the other five martial artists had reached the age of 20, but they were still not good enough (in other words, they were too weak) to enter the Heavenly Martial Academy (they flunked out), so they were still learning household martial arts from their families and masters. Although they were unable to enter the Heavenly Martial Academy due to the high walls of the Academy, they were able to perform at a high level with their home appliance martial arts.

As young uninhabited people, they had planned to travel to the volcano to observe the upcoming meeting of the Volcanic Covenant, an event they could not afford to miss. At this time, Zhang Wugang, the small state governor of the Zhongyang Marking Bureau, who had a personal relationship with them, asked them to accompany him on the trip, promising his full support and generous hospitality. Zhang Wugang's offer to pay for the entire trip, plus a hefty reward if they arrived safely, didn't sound too bad.

The six of them agreed to Zhang Wugang's proposal and accompanied him this far, until, defying the prevailing winds, they were accosted by a woman at Samyang, the entrance to the Great Red Mountain, and were beaten to a pulp, their whole faces turned blue, and they were now trudging up the mountain path like prisoners of war.

They had no idea that the delegation from the Volcano Covenant Branch of the Heavenly Martial Academy was the one they were fighting with, the one they envied, and the one to which their respected elder brothers and sisters belonged.

"What a bunch of wasted youths, rushing off to the volcano to spend the rest of their lives?"

Bi Ryuyeon's ugly gaze sharply dissected each and every one of them.

"I hope you don't pee your pants, let alone grab your ankles."

The young men's faces flushed with uncontrollable anger and shame as they watched Bi Ryuyeon's final dissection. But there was nothing they could do. Protest, resistance, rebuttal, none of it was allowed to them.

"There's a lot of commotion in the mountains, and it's not like there's a herd of boars running around. Yerin, can you feel it?"

She glanced around the lush green forest. After that day, Na Yerin was still awkward, but she avoided Bi Ryuyeon less.

"Yes, but I sense a great deal of malice in the movements, a murderous malice!"

Her complexion never brightened as she nodded in response.

"Hmph, you mean you're going to give it a try?"

Calmly closing his eyes, he stroked his mourning once. A surge of energy surged through him.

"That's quite a number."

Iceblade muttered, uncomfortable with the aura pressing in on him from all sides.

"There you are!"

Yeomdo closed eyes snapped open.

Bam!

The delegation and the table stopped in unison.

"Stop! I can't go any further."

A large, copper-faced warrior stopped them in the middle of the road. The warrior wore a robe made from a wolf skin over his top, and a wolf's face adorned his left shoulder, its white teeth gleaming as if it could tear a man apart at a moment's notice.

From the way his voice echoed off the mountains, it was clear that he was speaking with a great deal of substance. Zhang Wuyang couldn't help but feel nervous, even though he had already anticipated it. He was now performing this act with the life and death of the country at stake. He couldn't afford to make the slightest mistake.

"We know that the Lord of the Seventy-two Mountains is here, and we are from the Zhongyang Clan, and we know that we must pass a test to pass through the Green Forest King's hunting grounds. We would like to take the test."

Zhang Wuyang exclaimed loudly.

"You want to take the test?"

"Yes! "

Then a sneer came to the giant's lips.

"Of course, under normal circumstances, I would have let you go if you passed the test. But……!"

The giant's eyes exploded with flesh.

"You are an exception. Not a single one of you will make it out of here alive."

Chuck!

The copper-skinned Zhang Han raised his hand.

Koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo!

Suddenly, the mountain began to thunder and shake. It wasn't an earthquake. It wasn't even thunder. It was just a bunch of people moving in unison.

How many people have moved?

He looked around to see a dense wall of people surrounding Feng Fei and the delegation, and the various vicious weapons in their hands made it seem as if a sword forest had opened up around them.

Zhang Wuyang's face turned pale and discolored.

"Two thousand? No…, three thousand?"

Bi Ryuyeon made a quick estimate. There were at least five layers of barriers surrounding them. It was a large group of people, incomparable to Black Rangechai, and their momentum was tremendous.

"Oooooooh!"

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop!

They raised their weapons in unison, sometimes clashing, sometimes shouting with a loud roar. The shouts of nearly 3,000 men and the clashing of their weapons made the mountains howl as if they were about to move away, and their collective stomping caused the mountains to tremble as if they had been struck by an earthquake. Their actions had a tremendous effect.

Most of the marksmen and women of the Zhongyang Marking Bureau were pale and trembling under the weight of their terrifying power. The newer marksmen didn't dare to draw their swords. The plowmen, who were as good as pack animals, were no better. From somewhere came the sound of prayers for salvation, or at least a life in paradise.

Even some of the delegates from the Heavenly Martial Academy, who had little experience, were overwhelmed with fear and panic. They might be strong in the martial arts they had learned, but there were quite a few of them who hadn't had any experience with strong opponents.

Yun Junho's complexion was particularly pale. It was clear that he hadn't fully recovered from his cowardice yet, and his efforts to feign composure were futile.

Originally, the bandits' collective behavior was a deliberate ploy to achieve this effect: to drive the enemy's morale through the floor and create mental chaos in the face of overwhelming fear, sending them into a state of collective frenzy.

The eight masters who followed were pale-faced and trembling, not expecting their enemies to be this strong. They saw the shadows of death dancing before their eyes. In Bi Ryuyeon's opinion, they were to be commended for not pissing themselves.

It was indeed a formidable force, worthy of the seventy-seven guns of the Green Forest.

The Lunar Emperor Yong Tianming, the Non-Celestial Dragon Trident Sword Qingnan, the Earth Dragon Bai Muyoung, and the Warrior Emperor Iron Jade Sleep Maharishi were also inwardly bewildered by this unexpected turn of events, but their pride forced them to feign composure. However, even they could not completely hide their bewilderment.

However, there were those who were truly weak. Yeomdo, Ice Sword, and Bi Ryuyeon had been through far too much to be fazed by something like this, and neither had the Zhu Jia Dan who had trained under them so strenuously.

No matter how great the Green Forest Seventy-seven Pavilion is, the battle of the mighty is not one-sided. This was a battle between martial artists that was different from ordinary warfare, and it could be argued that there was probably no other group of travelers in all of Jianghu that could match their strength.

"Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle!"

A sudden, unexplained burst of applause plunged the room, which had been in a state of flux, into silence.

"Thank you for the grand welcome ceremony. It was a great spectacle."

Thousands of eyes turned to this fearless man at the same time, and some bandits couldn't help but think, "Has he gone mad with fear? The coward who spoke was Bi Ryuyeon. After a brief pause, she continued to speak.

"But you're going to take my life without my permission, who-knows-who? I can only wonder how you came to harbor such a vain desire."

It was a sharp word from the unapologetic Bi Ryuyeon.

"We're not going to go begging for a test from a bandit, but why is it that everyone else can do it and we can't? Let's find out why."

What…, what are we starting?

"Go…, Confucius, please…, please!"

Zhang Wuyang, his complexion flushed, quickly waved his hand to stop Bi Ryuyeon. Zhang Wuyang was desperate not to provoke the bandits, who were no better than he was. The situation was already unfavorable enough without him. It was enough for them to feel threatened for their lives without trying to make it worse.

"You ripping bastards, do you really think you don't know why?"

Geohan bellowed again, his voice filled with anger.

"I think it would be in order to identify yourself before you start calling people names? "

At Bi Ryuyeon's words, Ge Han's face turned red, and he realized that he had been talking without naming names.

"I am Mo Jing, the leader of the Green Forest Seventy-seven and Stormy Thirty-six!"

Violent thirty-six swords!

The strongest group of thieves in the Seventy-seven Green Forests, raised by the King of the Green Forests himself. They were the most ferocious and unruly wolves of the group.

They are the alter egos of King Lim Duk-Sung of the Green Forest.

They can be most fierce and cruel when necessary, and many of their fellow Green Forest Seventy-seven fear them. This is because their power is not only used against external enemies, but also against internal enemies. In particular, they are feared by the other Sanchae because their sanctions against internal impurity and unruly behavior often result in their annihilation. As such, they have always reigned as one of the symbols of the power of the Seventy-seven Houses of the Green Forest with their power and terror.

These were men who, if turned against them, could become the most feared enemies of the Green Forest.

"Ho-ho, it turns out you're quite a celebrity."

Bi Ryuyeon was still smiling when the others explained what had happened. It seemed that even the greatest terror of the Green Forest had no effect on him.

"But there's a lot of celebrity on this side of the pond to be intimidated by, don't you think, Yerin?"

"……."

Na Yerin didn't know how to respond, so she remained silent.

"Big!"

The sight of Bi Ryuyeon flirting with the woman next to him, unconcerned about him, ignited a flame of anger in Mo Jing's heart. There are still many people in the world to kill, he thought.

"But do they even know who we are, and if they do, are they blocking our way?"

Seeing that the situation was only going to get worse and worse if Bi Ryuyeon continued to intervene, Binggum stepped forward.

"Even if you are the scions of a great family, the price of blood must be paid in blood."

Mo Jing's tone was that we've been building up a snowball's chance in hell, and we know you're not a regular bet.

"We don't know how the value of that blood was calculated."

Bing'er spoke calmly. As the head laborer of the Heavenly Martial Academy, he found this situation extremely unpleasant. He couldn't help but feel that the name of the Heavenly Martial Academy was being disrespected by them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have committed such a foolish act. To block a delegation from the Volcano Covenant Branch of the Celestial Academy! This was outrageous.

"Is there a black shadow of civility involved in this?

It was an assumption that could not be ruled out. Binggum scanned the hall with a sharp gaze.

"Are you guys going to kick me out for not knowing black beans?"

Moses exclaimed in anger.

"Black cabbage? Of course I know, but what does it matter?"

Salt replied in an irritated tone. The anger that had been burning in Mokyung's chest exploded into a full-blown rage.

"Shut up, you foolish bastards! You still think you can get away with it? After wiping out the entirety of Black Rangetree, you still think you can get away with it?"

Hearing this, Yeomdo was more puzzled by the mention of Black Rangchae's annihilation than by the anger rising from his insults.

"What do you mean, why were the black raspberries exterminated?"

"You bastards! We all know that you destroyed the Black Orchid. Give us your heads! Blood money can only be paid in blood."

You could catch it alive and it would still be oil. The delegates looked at each other in disbelief. It was unreal. Lim Sung-jin was especially shocked. When he was asked to give up his stolen backpack after being caught by the police, he went crazy and jumped up and down.

"Now they're all dead. Why are they dead when they were alive and well just a few days ago? Did they just fall out of the sky?"

The Yeomdo response was very nerve-wracking.

"Shut up! We, the Green Forest Seventy-seven, are paid for in blood. You shall all bury your bones here today. With your blood, we will comfort the souls of our Black Rangetree brothers."

Now they're trying to catch him alive in broad daylight, he thought.

"Let me ask you a question. I usually try not to ask, but I can't help but be curious. Are you guys doing this even though you know that we are the delegation of the Volcano Covenant Branch of the Heavenly Martial Academy?"

Yeomdo asked in an irritated tone.

"Huh, volcanic ash!"

Being powerhouses themselves, they knew how important this meeting was.

Hooray, hooray, hooray!

An invisible stirring quickly spread through the crowd. They knew how many monstrous beasts beyond common sense were participating in the Volcano Covenant Chapter. Only monsters of a different caliber from the disciples of the prestigious sects could qualify for the Volcano Covenant Chapter.

Mo Jing's complexion immediately turned grim.

"I thought it was a bunch of old school disciples, but I didn't realize it was a delegation from the Volcano Society.

The situation was not good. No matter how powerful the Noklim Chongchae was, getting into a fight with them was the same as getting into a fight with an entire political party. He couldn't make a quick judgment. He couldn't make the right decision.

That was it.

"Even if you are a delegation from the Heavenly Martial Academy, you cannot pass through here without paying a blood price!"

It was a thunderclap that echoed through the mountains. The lush foliage rustled. Some people covered their ears, unable to bear the sound of the words. It was so painful that it tore their eardrums.

Hearing the voice, Lim's complexion stiffened. His agitated gaze turned toward the direction of the sound.