Qing opened her mouth.
“Originally-“
“Aaak! Aaaaaaak!”
“Hmm?”
Qing, who was about to continue speaking, tilted her head sharply at the scream that burst out as if in agony.
Her gaze fell on the one-armed warrior. As their eyes met, the one-armed warrior froze stiff.
“No, a person is talking. Tsk. I forgot. A man screaming just because his shoulder flew off. How. Rude. So rude.”
Qing’s body turned directly towards the one-armed warrior.
“Hiiik.”
At this, the one-armed warrior covered his mouth as if about to shove his remaining fist into it.
Qing smiled with satisfaction and continued:
“Since you did wrong, take ten hits. Because you were noisy, if you make a sound we start over from the beginning.”
The one-armed warrior’s detached arm swung with fierce momentum. It was an experience unprecedented in human history for the one-armed warrior. Who else has been slapped with their own shoulder?
Slap! Slap! Slap! The unpleasant sound of solid impacts echoed through the underground. Liquid sprayed from the end of the improvised blunt weapon, and the one-armed warrior desperately covered his mouth.
And finally, ten hits.
Qing tossed aside the detached arm, now reduced to just an elbow. As a blunt weapon it had little power due to all the cushioning, and it wasn’t durable either, so it probably wouldn’t be used again.
“Hmm. I had something to say but. What was it? Hey impotent grandpa? Do you know what I was going to say?”
“You, what, you.”
Gyeongdamgan’s desire to break the world’s most beautiful woman, graceful and kind and pure and brave, was no longer there.
What stood before him was truly the world’s greatest slaughterer.
“Ah. Right. Where did your superior go and not come back? You clearly said there was a Second Line Blood Parasite Team Leader, but only the lackey is keeping watch.”
“Who are you calling a lackey!?”
“My, why are you angry? Isn’t the Vice Leader the Leader’s lackey? I heard the Vice Leader has to clean up thoroughly with his tongue after the Leader does his business. Isn’t that a lackey?”
“Who said such things!! Nonsense!! How dare you make such vicious slander!!”
“Well, the impotent grandpa is getting angry now. People always get angry when hit on the mark. What if that deceased Blood Parasite Team member testified that he clearly saw it with his own eyes? Since he wouldn’t lie in the face of death’s terror, he said he saw the Leader and Vice Leader licking each other and doing sodomy, ugh, disgusting. Everyone, your leaders, mixing tongues, ugh.”
Of course, the Blood Parasite Team member didn’t say that.
Since Qing usually avoids lying, she didn’t say the team member said that.
It was just wordplay, but the Blood Parasite Team members couldn’t help but look at their Vice Leader like a terrible piece of trash.
“It’s all nonsense! Lies I tell you!”
“I’ve never lied. I can swear on my sect and master’s honor.”
“Eek! It’s a lie! That bitch is lying even while selling out her sect and master!”
“Hmm. Isn’t that a bit of an unreasonable claim? Um, what do you all think?”
The Second Line Blood Parasite Team members were in great shock. They all had expressions like the food they ate was trying to escape back out the way it came in.
Having suddenly become subordinates of disgusting sodomites, they couldn’t help but be mentally shaken.
“Hmm. So, where did your lover, I mean Leader, go that he’s not showing his face?”
“If you keep spouting such nonsense…”
“See? It’s because he’s your lover that you’re desperately trying to hide and protect him, right? If he’s not your lover, there’s no need to protect a mere Leader. Since when has the Blood Cult been loyal to superiors? Isn’t it ‘if I overthrow you, I become the superior’?”
At this, the Blood Cult warriors’ gazes turned to Gyeongdamgan. Hearing it, it seemed correct. Searᴄh the NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
It was very cunning instigation.
Originally, one can’t carelessly reveal a superior’s whereabouts, but aren’t Blood Cult people always trying to overthrow each other anyway? So why protect him?
“Y-you’re believing that nonsense now?”
“Are you demanding trust only at times like this when you weren’t such a reliable superior usually?”
“Kyaaak!”
Gyeongdamgan’s eyes rolled.
At the same time, with groaning screams, the Blood Parasite warriors collapsed one by one, trembling and convulsing.
It was the queen parasite’s suicide order.
Qing also felt the parasite in her stomach writhing in response.
The suicide order is a mysterious bug signal that spreads in all directions over a wide range with large errors.
It was the will to take the gathered subordinates along just to catch one Qing.
Hmm. Goodbye, my parasite. If I knew we’d part like this, I should have given you a name. Well, it’s late but, goodbye, Alcohol Bottle.
Qing accepted parting with the parasite that only got a name just before dying.
But isn’t the poison gland much more potent?
Are you giving a big final gift before you go?
Hehe, I’m looking forward to it.
As if hearing that encouragement, the struggling parasite’s movements gradually subsided.
If the parasite could convey its thoughts, it might have said something like:
It’s okay, I endured, you bitch.
Huh? Alcohol Bottle didn’t die? Why?
For some reason, Qing didn’t understand.
It was a strange case and small miracle that even the highest authorities in the parasite field wouldn’t understand, so how could Qing, a semi-semi expert - or parasite studies bachelor if you will - know?
It could be the mysterious effects of the Blood Poison Human’s bile, or the non-expellable poisons may have gathered to exert some effect that nurtured the parasite’s independence.
Or maybe it endured out of disgust at Qing’s warm encouragement.
In the end, Qing was startled and leapt among the Blood Parasite warriors dying in terrible agony from poison gland explosions.
My goodness, not knowing how precious life is!
What a waste of righteous karma! Plus with this many people, we could have enjoyed ourselves taking turns for a week!
Qing flew around frantically, stomping on and kicking the Blood Cult warriors’ heads, doing her best to not let their precious lives go to waste.
Fortunately, they were rolling on the ground in pain, so their heads were in good positions to step on or kick.
Thanks to this, she was able to kill them all before they stopped breathing, so after kicking the last Blood Cult warrior’s head and leaving only half, Qing lost her balance, fell, and rolled around.
Qing’s muscles screamed and her joints creaked, so she had no choice but to roll on the floor as soon as the last soccer kick ended.
“You, you bitch!”
Gyeongdamgan had no chance to do anything in the face of the sudden tragedy. This was because Qing moved with speed that recklessly drew out her inner power and strength for the first time in a while.
Thanks to this, when she flashed by, Blood Parasite warriors’ heads would disappear or be left half, or escape leaving their bodies behind and fly away.
“Tsk. Rushing made me feel nothing. But. Impotent grandpa, wow, is it ‘just bring in new subordinates’ or something?”
“You bitch? How…”
“I don’t know. I thought it would die but it lived? Ah, but, two four six…, who killed these dead subordinates now? Gyeongdamgan who activated the parasite explosion? Or the Second Line Blood Parasite that released the poison gland? Surely you won’t condemn me as a murderer when I tried to ease their pain?”
“Well. Hm? Tried to ease their pain…?”
Gyeongdamgan hesitated.
It seemed nonsensical, but also made sense, and also sounded like bullshit.
Meanwhile, Qing stood up, dusted off her martial clothes, and drew a sword from a corpse’s waist.
Mountain, I’m sorry. Choryo, I’m sorry.
I guess I’m an inescapable swordsman after all.
Holding a sword in my hand makes me feel stable.
Qing swung the sword twice.
Namgung Shinjae said Qing’s skill was zhijian, the realm of being able to grasp a sword’s weight and center of balance and handle it like a beloved weapon.
The center is a bit off on this cheap thing, but it must have been fine for a nameless grunt to wield.
Qing spoke while holding Moonlight Sword (No. 10).
For reference, wooden swords and blunt iron swords for martial arts competitions weren’t recognized as Moonlight Swords. For Qing, a sword is a tool for cutting people.
“Are you still going to talk?”
“Ha! How dare you! Let’s see that meager skill!”
Gyeongdamgan said this and charged first.
Qing easily twisted and pushed away his trajectory, while not resting her mouth:
“Don’t seniors in the martial arts world usually yield three moves or so? Did you put your age backwards? You should be a bit ashamed.”
“Hmph. Do I look like an orthodox faction gentleman to you!”
“How could you be? I just saw you as an ugly old impotent bastard.”
“That damned! Every word! Impotent! Impotent! Impotent! I! Am not! Impotent!”
A roar burst out with each sword strike.
In contrast, Qing’s tone was relaxed, with a calmness unimaginable for a fight against a late Transcendent Realm martial artist using sword force.
“So can you get it up? The deceased left last words saying it was pitiful and too dick-like when you forcibly shook your limp dick while disposing of them.”
“Eek! Die! Dieee!”
“Is that how you’re going to die? Try harder.”
Even excluding the parasite, Gyeongdamgan was a Transcendent Realm master, but for some reason he kept getting pushed back in the face of Qing’s skill.
Well, Qing’s sword is a vicious killing sword.
However, for nearly a month she had been intensely training her best technique while sealing her killing sword.
It was natural for Qing’s skill to improve greatly.
Moreover, when using the killing sword, the sword energy imbued with the Heavenly Slaughter Star becomes harder and sharper with all the killing accumulated so far.
Add to that her brute force output, and she can easily clash with and match a Transcendent Realm martial artist’s less compressed, loose sword force.
“Why! Why! Why! Die!”
“Hmm. Actually, well. I expected it but. You’re more disappointing than I thought. It’s not even fun anymore.”
In that moment, Qing’s eyes flashed.
At the same time, Qing’s sword drew the most absolute trajectory.
The laziest sword under heaven, but this is the virtue of an emperor, for the ruler of the world should not move carelessly, but when he moves once, he should shake heaven and earth.
Slash. Gyeongdamgan’s sword fell to the floor with his wrist, making a loud clanging sound.
Gyeongdamgan hurriedly stopped the bleeding on his wrist and wrapped it with a towel.
As Qing just looked down at him, Gyeongdamgan muttered dejectedly:
“How, how could a mere Peak Realm…”
“Hmm. Are you curious? If you’re curious it’s 500 questions. Wasn’t it obvious that I would win from the start?”
“Nonsense! The difference in realm-“
“Come on. Earlier when you lost your mind, you activated the parasite instead of drawing your sword. You should have drawn your sword then, isn’t that natural for an insulted martial artist?”
“What are you saying!?”
“Relying on parasites makes your sword dull. When was the last time you swung your sword sincerely?”
“Ah. Aah…”
Gyeongdamgan was also a Transcendent Realm martial artist.
He understood Qing’s words.
The explosion that came out when Gyeongdamgan lost his mind and his eyes rolled back was the queen blood parasite’s suicide order.
As a swordsman, he should have naturally drawn his sword, so he must have long forgotten his own sword, intoxicated by the parasite’s omnipotence.
No matter how much of a Transcendent Realm martial artist he was, what could be the result of someone who wasn’t even a swordsman wielding a sword?
Qing had already relaxed from that point.
Transcendent or whatever, he was already so rusty he wouldn’t be a match for me, she thought.
Qing pointed her sword tip and asked:
“So, where is the Leader?”
This was why Qing deliberately returned underground.
They clearly said there was a leader, but she hadn’t even seen his face.
It wasn’t just to tease the old man, though there was some selfish desire to enjoy plucking the bug’s limbs.
Originally, just killing Gyeongdamgan would automatically exterminate everyone below through the chain suicide order from the queen parasite’s death.
But there was another queen parasite of equal rank that wasn’t visible, so she couldn’t help but be concerned.
“I don’t know either. He’s been out of sight since morning. How would I know if he’s passed out drunk or enjoying himself alone after finding suitable material?”
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