Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 890

Episode 890

Demon’s Hometown (3)

“It’s been a long time.”

“That’s right.”

I have to admit it. As for Moyonggun’s proud distribution.

Yang Cheon smiled at Mo Yong’s tone of voice. What was interesting was the fact that the other person had not changed at all from when I saw them before, and yet their eyes were completely different.

Rather, the look in the eyes of Baekseo, who founded the city behind Yangcheon, became harsh. No matter what, I don’t like the idea of showing such a stiff attitude in front of the absolute master who is the master of the Black Island Alliance and holds the throne of Seongcheon.

But White Paper was a cautious man. Just because I didn’t like it, I didn’t tell him to be careful with what he said.

“How long has it been?”

“I don’t know. “Quite a bit of time has passed.”

“It seems like it was just yesterday. “You held your head high in front of me and offered to make a deal.”

“It’s quick in hindsight.”

“The back of my head felt quite tingly thanks to my student, I guess?”

Moyong-gun chuckled.

“I thought my eyeballs were popping out. “I thought that kind of road murder also exists in the world.”

Yang Chen’s eyes sparkled.

I tried to gently touch the other person’s pride, but they responded more flexibly than expected.

‘It’s definitely changed.’

I knew about the change in Prince Moyong by receiving it through a letter. But Yang Cheon did not believe everything he said.

It can be said that the way he changed his mind and the way Mo Yong changed his mind are clearly similar. However, the difference between himself and Moyong was clear.

Yang Chen had a vague dream. Although I lived a purpose-oriented life, I lacked any plausible plans or preparations for the future. In other words, it could be said to be an overly vague dream.

Moyonggun was different.

He was cruel and greedy by nature and lived his life preparing many things for his dream.

It was visible in his eyes. The path to your goal is how you live to achieve it.

A villain with a cold nature and clear goals. Can such a person change like this?

‘This is my first time.’

The corners of Yang Chen’s mouth rose.

It was admiration and bitterness at the same time.

‘They said you can’t change your nature. But Moyong changed himself. I don’t know if his nature has changed, but it’s clear that he has at least realized how to give up.’

There are not many people who give up on their true goals just because they know how to give up. Rather, he would have rejected that realization and tried to find another way. This would be especially true for a person like Moyong.

Nevertheless, Prince Moyong accepted that realization.

He calmly laid down his dream of becoming the Murim lord and his goal of becoming the best in the world.

It seemed very amazing to Yang Cheon.

“It’s true that a person’s life changes a lot, but there is nothing more difficult or greater than an adult with clear opinions changing himself.”

Yang Chen nodded.

“You too have changed a lot.”

“You don’t need to say that. It only changed because it needed to change. “If I had always been convinced that I could achieve my goal, would I have been crazy enough to give up on it?”

There was a clear composure in Moyong’s voice.

I just adapted to the situation. He was saying that.

Most organisms that cannot adapt to the changing environment are destined to be eliminated. Prince Moyong clearly recognized the current situation and changed himself in order to survive.

“Whatever it is, it feels new.”

Yang Cheon looked Mo Yong up and down.

“It has changed a lot.”

Mo Yong’s military force had entered a completely different realm than what had been seen before.

No end is just around the corner. We are not half-heartedly knocking on the door of no drama, but we have really arrived just around the corner.

‘It’s an era overflowing with geniuses.’

Mo Yong-gun, who formed a family, was still a young middle-aged man in Yang Cheon’s eyes.

If he could break the barrier at that age, it could be seen that his talent was not much different. He is a great talent in many ways.

Prince Moyong shook his head.

“Would it be okay to stop talking about Buju and me and introduce ourselves?”

“You talked a lot. “Sure.”

Then the young man standing next to Moyong took a step forward.

Even when he saw Yang Cheon sitting in the royal palace in front of him, he did not feel intimidated at all. Even if he didn’t show his energy, his presence could be felt on a different level, but he seemed to be overcoming it with a strong will.

Interest arose on Yang Cheon’s face.

The young man took control with moderation.

“It’s called Hongikcheon (???). “The leader of the Gangseo Business and Military Association sends greetings to the master of the Black Island Alliance.”

It was a very confident voice.

The strangely dark look around the eyes is impressive. Nevertheless, it is confident. He seemed like a person with his own story.

“I’m Yangcheon. “I am the owner of the Mukryongbu.”

“I’ve heard a lot about the best reputation in the midfield.”

Yangcheon, who was looking at Hong Ikcheon, tilted his head.

“Can I call you Lord Hong?”

“I am just grateful.”

“How old is the lord?”

Hong Ik-cheon bowed his head.

“I just turned 30 this year.”

It was a face that looked much younger than my age.

However, those who know how to look at people will be able to feel the leisurely dignity emanating from Hong Ik-cheon’s body. Although he was young, it seemed like his age of 30 was not a lie.

“Thirty… thirty…”

Yangcheon opened his eyes tentatively.

“I couldn’t get over Mujong.”

“I am afraid that I will fail the expectations of those around me because I am not talented enough.”

“I couldn’t get over Mujong, but he seems strangely strong. “I’m learning a strange martial art.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes sparkled.

‘As expected, Tuwang.’

It was only after he faced Hong Ik-cheon that he realized that he was learning a unique martial art.

But Yang Chen saw through it at a glance. Indeed, Mugeuksu’s insight seemed to be on a different level from that of general-purpose warriors.

“Although he is unique, he is not at the level of being called a genius, so he probably has other abilities that are outstanding.”

“I think I have some skills other than martial arts.”

It was great confidence.

Even after saying those words, there is no change in his expression. The unique dark atmosphere remained the same. And yet he spits out such confident words.

Strong interest appeared on Yang Chen’s face.

“Good. Youth is blood and confidence. “I prefer people who can proudly prove their worth rather than weak people who taunt in front of famous people.”

“If our Gangseo Business Association can maintain a good relationship with the Mukryongbu, we will be able to show the Vice Lord a satisfactory image.”

“ha ha ha!”

Yang Chen laughed loudly.

“I don’t know anything else, but it’s nice to have a refreshing personality.”

“That’s too much praise.”

“Yes, that’s how I saw you. What do you think of me?”

Hong Ik-cheon raised his head and looked straight at Yang-cheon.

There was a strong majesty in Yang Cheon’s eyes, as if he was looking down from an infinitely high place. Although he was smiling, Hong Ik-cheon’s eyes were more impressive than his smile.

“You look like a loser.”

“Is that the end?”

“There is nothing more to see. “From my perspective, that seems to be the limit.”

Yang Chen chuckled.

“Okay then, that’s it.”

He asked Mo Yong-gun.

“What will you do about the seats?”

Prince Moyong looked at Hongikcheon.

Hong Ik-cheon slightly lowered his head.

“Although he is the leader of the Sangmu Alliance, he is indebted to the Moyong Family Lord. “I don’t think I’m at the level yet to engage in conversation with big people, so I’ll just wait outside.”

“If you want to do that, then go ahead.”

“then.”

Hong Ik-cheon left Daejeon.

Yang Chen got up from Taesa Temple and pointed to the table with his hand.

“Sit there.”

After a while, White Paper brought drinks.

Yangcheon said while filling Moyonggun’s cup.

“It’s a strange martial arts skill.”

“As expected, Mugeuksu’s insight is beyond imagination. “I had no idea until I saw it.”

“It’s worth it. It was more secretive than most assassins. “He didn’t reach martial arts level, but he seemed more dangerous than a transcendent expert.”

“exactly?”

“It’s a magic method… It doesn’t seem like magic or magic from Taoist monks or Buddhist monks, but it seems to be based on magic from the folk world.”

There was surprise on Mo Yong’s face.

“Do you even know that?”

“Who do you think I am? Before he earned the title of King of Fighting, he traveled around the central plains and engaged in bloody battles with many masters. “In terms of experience, I’m as good as anyone else.”

Prince Moyong, who was looking at Yangcheon, chuckled. It was a smile full of bitterness.

“I won’t be able to beat you either.”

“what?”

“You don’t necessarily need a lot of experience when you want to become the owner of an organization.”

“If it turns out well, that’s okay.”

“But it seems like a wealth of experience makes a good leader.”

“Is this a compliment?”

“exactly.”

It’s a simple tone.

Yangcheon could not have imagined that such a conversation with Prince Moyong would be possible.

“It’s nice because it’s such a refreshing place. “Let’s have a drink.”

The two people coolly emptied their glasses.

Yang Chen took his hand away from the glass, leaned back on the chair and crossed his legs.

“It’s fun.”

“What do you mean?”

“The Gangseo Sangmu Alliance… is a significant force, but there was no need to come all the way here and ask for a good look at it, right?”

Moyong said as he filled his glass.

“I want to eliminate unnecessary noise between forces. “In terms of strength alone, the Sangmu Alliance does not even reach the three-tenths of the strength of the Mukryongbu.”

“Hmm.”

“If you’re weak, you should crawl.”

Yang Chen smiled.

“The way you speak doesn’t sound like that of a weak person?”

“You can’t change your nature.”

“ha ha ha!”

In short, Yangcheon thought it would be okay to take a friendly attitude toward the Sangmu Union.

Prince Moyong also filled Yangcheon’s cup.

Yang Chen brought the glass and held it.

“It doesn’t seem like they just came and crawled because they were weak.”

“Of course there are other reasons.”

“Are you thinking of increasing the size?”

“Of course. Shouldn’t we prepare for the future war?”

Yang Chen’s eyes suddenly changed.

“I didn’t know you were thinking that far.”

“If the midfield becomes a sea of fire anyway, my dreams and goals will disappear. “For now, I’ll just have to keep an eye on it.”

“I guess my head is spinning a little now.”

Mo Yong nodded his head.

“It seems like that.”

It’s new every time I listen to it. It’s really how people can change.

Yangcheon once again reflected on himself, thinking that he had mastered the world.

“Anyway, I heard about it. “You are marrying His Majesty’s daughter.”

Yang Cheon quenched his appetite.

“That’s it. “The light spirit demon will come and decide on a wedding date.”

“You have achieved success.”

“I succeeded. “I gave up.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes lit up.

“It’s an opportunity for the imperial palace and the martial arts to become one. “It would be good for everyone if Buju existed as a bridge between them.”

“I hope it’s someone who doesn’t get ripped off.”

“That’s none of my business.”

“You seem like a nasty person.”

Moyong-gun emptied his glass and asked.

“Did you send it?”

“hmm? what?”

“You must have heard. “I heard that my beloved disciple is going abroad for another fight.”

“…I know because I heard it, but how did you know that?”

“The Dragon Head Ark told me.”

“I didn’t think you had a deep friendship?”

“I thought I had to go deeper, even if by force. “Because we have a force at our back that cannot be ignored.”

“He is like that too.”

“So I asked if you sent it.”

“what?”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes became cold.

“Do you want your heir to die?”

“….”

“If we don’t give power to the successor here, what will the Murim Alliance think of the Mukryongbu?”

Yang Chen’s eyes sparkled.

“You probably don’t know that an alliance cannot be strengthened with just one piece of paper, right? How much more so, if you stand by and watch your successor fall into danger, it will only be like admitting that Yeon Ho-jeong is a member of the Murim League and not a member of the Mukryongbu?”

“….”

“Give him strength. Right now.”