Unable to use both arms, he tried to use his legs for kicking techniques next. Or rather, attempted to.

Paak!

This time his other leg broke too.

Even if drunk, shouldn’t you return to your senses with this much pain normally?

Do martial artists in this world not feel pain when drunk?

No, thinking again, that couldn’t be right.

“Kuak! Kill you. I’ll kill you. Uwaaaaaaah!”

Unable to move his limbs, his face turned bright red as he thrashed about.

Three Seasons Tiger watched with a disgusted expression and said.

“Even among unorthodox martial artists, I’ve never seen someone this bad when drunk?”

…This is perplexing.

“I’ll kill you! Little White Dragon! Kill youuuu!”

His face, dyed red with rage, gradually began turning purple as blood vessels started bulging.

“Signs of qi deviation?”

No, what is this?

Jin Cheonhee quickly pressed his混blood point to knock him unconscious and pressed his meridians to calm the qi deviation.

“Is, is that crazy bastard okay?”

“Well, I knocked him out right away. Since I damaged his meridians, he’ll need a good half year of recuperation. He can use that half year to reflect on what happens when you insult others’ sects and beat civilians. Consider it a good opportunity.”

“…Knocking him out before it even starts… You’re something else, little Brother.”

Is that praise? Must be praise?

The slightly uncomfortable feeling might be because Three Seasons Tiger’s eyes contained both awe and a look like she was watching a madman.

Sensing Jin Cheonhee’s dubious gaze, Three Seasons Tiger quickly said.

“No, but did he take some drug? I don’t understand why he’s acting like this.”

Jin Cheonhee shook his head.

“I checked his pulse several times but there’s no trace of drugs. This is just…”

Kwagwagwang!

Another loud noise erupted from the inn.

Upstairs, Bu Muheon[1] of the Lotus Flow Sword Sect and Hu Yun of the Monkey Fist Sect were fighting.

Both had been in the same preliminary group as Jin Cheonhee, where two lower-ranked practitioners had competed, both ending without major injuries.

“Hu Yun! I lost because you fought dishonorably! I’ll kill you and prove my strength!”

“Has this bastard gone mad?!”

Real killing techniques, far beyond sparring or dueling, flew through the inn.

People caught in the crossfire clutched their heads and crawled along the floor trying to evacuate.

Wajangchangchang!

The same sounds erupted from the neighboring shop as martial artists began fighting, each gripping their weapons.

Three Seasons Tiger said with surprised eyes.

“This is…?”

Jin Cheonhee’s eyes drew a clear light like blue lightning.

“Given the circumstances, the Blood Immortal Sect must be involved. And at this point, I can somewhat guess their objective.”

“Objective?”

“Yes.”

There was one. Something more efficient than administering deadly poison or planting daggers.

Though he didn’t know how it was possible this way.

The Zhuge clan specialized in formations, not sorcery, so he could only observe the phenomena and judge the intentions.

“What is it?”

“Internal chaos. Suspicious ghosts in darkness.”

At Jin Cheonhee’s words, Three Seasons Tiger’s eyes widened slightly.

“They want them to doubt and fight each other?”

“Their strategist has found a method too. Using this situation where the righteous, demonic, and neutral paths are all gathered in reverse. If even one casualty occurs, it will ultimately lead to division.”

“You mean the three paths will go their separate ways?”

“No. It means making every clan and sect go their own way.”

“Isn’t it unprecedented for the three paths to gather like this?”

“Yes. The leaders of the righteous, orthodox, and neutral paths all came up with the correct answer to resolve this situation almost simultaneously. The strategy of ‘enemies in the same boat.'”

It meant enemies joining forces for a common purpose.

All three leaders recognized how serious this situation was and agreed that extinguishing the Blood Immortal Sect’s embers quickly was more urgent than the grudges before their eyes.

They could fight after finishing this business.

“The Blood Immortal Sect’s strategists answered with internal chaos?”

“With just the righteous sects, grudges are already complex, but now with the Sun Moon Divine Cult and Orthodox Alliance gathered too. It was quite a decent strategy.”

“No martial artist in this world would stay quiet after losing a disciple. This could lead to war between righteous and orthodox paths, righteous and orthodox alliances… Perhaps even a martial world war…”

“Whether the Blood Immortal Sect’s strategists can guide the flow that far is uncertain but… Well. At least they’ll make it impossible for everyone to unite against a single enemy.”

“These crazy bastards…!”

Kkadeuk.

Unable to contain her anger, Three Seasons Tiger ground her teeth.

“I must report this to the Alliance first. What will you do?”

Kaeng!

Jin Cheonhee stroked Hwanggu and whistled lightly.

Piiiik!

The Heavenly Thunder Hawk watching from above immediately landed on Jin Cheonhee’s head.

“I’ll call for reinforcements.”

Fortunately, there were people from some sects who heeded Seol Gyeon’s warning.

The Gongsun clan’s people, Wang Gak-yeon…

Wonder how my sworn brothers are doing.

Wudang had already been badly burned by the Blood Immortal Sect once. They wouldn’t ignore Seol Gyeon’s warning.

Sama Hyeon is the type to drill holes in clan artifacts, so he rarely has things he considers precious.

Also, he’s not the type to bring such precious items to a place like this.

As for Yeo Ha-ryoon…

He’s the protagonist so he probably handled it well.

Just being Yeo Ha-ryoon gave him a strange sense of confidence.

Jin Cheonhee quickly wrote letters and handed them to the two spiritual beasts.

“Heavenly Thunder Hawk to White Dragon Medical Pavilion. Hwanggu… to the Gongsun clan. The Gongsun clan especially prepared well, so they should have enough capacity to help.”

The two spiritual beasts quickly dispersed at Jin Cheonhee’s orders.

Three Seasons Tiger said, “I’ll report this to the Alliance Leader and head straight to the Beggars’ Sect. Until we meet again!”

So everyone dispersed.

Jin Cheonhee sighed softly and looked back.

The righteous, orthodox, neutral paths and the Blood Immortal Sect.

The game of moves had begun.

Though they were all notable leaders, they overlooked just one thing.

That I’m here too.

There weren’t just four players.

Though just an amateur without proper skill, he was also involved in this.

Whether I’m a Seed of the Half-Immortal or an existence that disrupts heaven’s mechanisms… I should make as many moves as I can.

In the chaotic melee where bone crashed against bone.

Jin Cheonhee lunged toward Hu Yun and Bu Muheon.

Fortunately they’re both low-ranked. I can end this with just dislocations. So, full power!

With one body and multiple fights, there was no time to waste.

***

-Coward! Kill him! Kill him! Kill!

The voice rising from within pounded his head.

Following the voice, his heart boiled, and rage burned red, devouring reason.

“Die!”

Using hatred as fuel and his heart as an engine, his sword moved. A killing technique dense with murderous intent that ignored everything else.

Lotus Flow Sword Sect’s Secret Art.

Linked Flowing Cloud Sword!

A sword technique said to be like continuously flowing clouds!

Part of the Illusion Sword techniques, the wavering sword that appeared like clouds moved with killing intent.

Woooong.

The cloud-like formation created by the sword enveloped Hu Yun.

They say when mastered, the surroundings become covered in clouds, but with his skill level, looking like cloud fragments was the limit.

However, even that much was plenty threatening.

The sword energy contained in those small cloud-like formations would clearly slice off chunks just from a graze.

“You crazy son of a bitch!”

Hu Yun also responded with anger using an ultimate technique.

Monkey Fist Sect’s Secret Art.

Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

The title of Sun Wukong, who was born as a stone monkey on Mount Huaguo but became an immortal.

The ultimate technique named after that title was truly terrifying.

Hu Yun’s arms swelled to three times their size.

A massive size that seemed to belong in a manga!

She swung both arms like windmills to strike the cloud-like formations.

Kwagwagwang!

The surroundings shook with the explosive sound of energies colliding.

People began collapsing unconscious with blood flowing from their ears.

The aftermath swept through the surroundings, making all the inn’s tables and chairs explode as if hit by bombs.

However, neither had yet struck the other’s vital points.

Both Bu Muheon and Hu Yun were covered in blood from many small wounds, but could still fight plenty more.

“Kwaaaak!”

Meanwhile, Bu Muheon moved again.

Charging like a madman as if planning to die together!

When Hu Yun stumbled back in surprise.

Bu Muheon’s sword aimed for Hu Yun’s neck.

Taaang!

At that moment, an iron bullet flew in and struck Bu Muheon’s sword directly.

Though not a martial world treasure, it was quite a fine weapon so it didn’t break, but the force made Bu Muheon’s body stagger sideways.

“What’s this?!”

The moment Hu Yun was surprised, several more iron bullets flew in and struck Bu Muheon’s staggering body.

Tudadadak!

Under the barrage of iron bullets, Bu Muheon couldn’t even resist before flying back and crashing.

Kwang!

“Ugh… not, not yet… not yet…!”

Bu Muheon’s face turned red then began turning purple.

Just as he sensed the blood vessels bulging hideously.

Tang!

An iron bullet struck between his brows.

With that one hit, Bu Muheon lost consciousness.

“Hmm. Knocked out well. The power… calibrated nicely at this level.”

A conspicuous beauty in white robes entered Hu Yun’s view.

“White Robed Rad…”

“Pardon?”

“No, no. Thank you. Grateful for the help, White Medical Divine Dragon!”

“Don’t mention it. I’m quite busy right now so let’s talk later.”

Jin Cheonhee quickly ran to the fallen Bu Muheon, checked his pulse, and nodded.

“Good. Safely unconscious. Phew, thank goodness he’s asleep. Sleep well~”

The White Robed Radiant Dragon, no, White Medical Divine Dragon, clenched his fist and praised himself, ‘Indeed it’s me! Successfully knocked out another one safely in this chaos!’

Indeed his eccentricity matches his other title.

He said to the relatively intact Hu Yun.

“Sorry, but could you take this patient? He doesn’t need the emergency room but should still get some wound medicine applied. With one-third of a White Dragon Spiritual Pill and…”

Jin Cheonhee considered then spoke again.

“No, just take him to the Acupuncture Hall. Get examined yourself while you’re there.”

He’s ordering her to take this patient after they were just throwing killing moves at each other like mortal enemies.

“What do you mean…”

Jin Cheonhee patted both of Hu Yun’s shoulders.

“You’ll need treatment together anyway. Plus you drank together so you’re not strangers, and you’re righteous path! Righteous! Righteous path!”

Is he insane?

But why? The White Medical Divine Dragon’s words carried a strange authority.

Kwang!

An explosion sounded outside.

“Oh my, so busy. The neighborhood’s in chaos. Tsk tsk!”

Jin Cheonhee approached Bu Muheon and quickly pressed his acupoints.

Puk puk puk!

“It’d be troublesome if he wakes up raging in the middle. Well then, I’m really going!”

With those final words, Jin Cheonhee threw himself out the window and ran off somewhere.

“Huh… What in the…”

Left alone, Hu Yun was momentarily dazed.

Though she couldn’t understand what was happening, as he said, they were martial world friends who had shared drinks.

Though she couldn’t understand why this guy had thrown killing moves, she didn’t want to just abandon him like this.

Because they were the ‘righteous’ righteous path.

Cursing up a storm, she hoisted Bu Muheon onto her back and ran off to find the Acupuncture Hall.