Chapter 580

Chapter 580 - Side Story 14

Heon's hair whipped in the wind.

At the same time, Heon's hand swung upward. It wasn't to strike down from above but he had already cut the moment his hand rose.

Jjaaaaak!

Space split diagonally.

But nothing was caught. Tang Yu-jeong planted her foot in the middle of the stilts and hopped up in place with the stilts, so Heon cut empty air. A speed so fast that even dodging was difficult!

Tang Yu-jeong muttered to herself while floating in the air looking down.

"Yeah, I knew it."

If he resembled Dad, of course he wouldn't give up.

Tang Yu-jeong struck down with one of her stilt legs to stomp on Heon. The tree trunk split in half struck the ground with tremendous force.

Kwang!

Heon hurriedly dodged to the side. A huge pit formed. The stilt was embedded almost a person's height deep. Tang Yu-jeong forcefully pulled out the stilt. Kwaaaa! An enormous amount of dirt flew. While Heon's vision was blocked, Tang Yu-jeong struck at Heon again with the opposite stilt leg.

Kwang!

A weight that even ten strong men would struggle to lift. The pressure of the heavy weight was immense.

Heon hid behind a thick tree. Tang Yu-jeong swung the stilts like legs and kicked. Uujikeun! The trunk of the large tree immediately snapped and broke. Dirt and stones flew and broken branches, fallen leaves, and foliage flew around chaotically.

This time Heon used that blind spot in vision. Heon's presence disappeared from Tang Yu-jeong's ki sense. Tang Yu-jeong felt something strange and looked down at her feet. She saw Heon climbing up the stilts. He had climbed halfway up in an instant. He was very familiar with this kind of fight. He was definitely not an opponent one could easily encounter.

"Tch."

Tang Yu-jeong concentrated internal energy in both hands.

Peong! The stilts exploded. Heon, who was climbing up, got caught in the explosion and was blown three or four zhang away. He hit a tree stump with his waist and fell over, then got up. Although the impact must have been considerable, his expression didn't change at all. Rather, his eyes became more intense.

Completely Jin Ja-gang. He resembled him so much that it was impossible to deny.

Heon looked ahead. Hazy dust and wood dust ground like sawdust were scattering everywhere.

Tang Yu-jeong's figure was not visible.

Heon suddenly widened his eyes and reached behind him. But Tang Yu-jeong, who was behind Heon, struck the back of Heon's neck first with clasped fists.

Ppeoek!

A frustrated groan flowed from Heon's mouth as he collapsed. Tang Yu-jeong said.

"Until just now I held back in case you were my brother."

The moment he collapsed, Heon suddenly straightened his waist and reached out to grab Tang Yu-jeong's throat.

"Kuk!"

Tang Yu-jeong was shocked. Even Tang Gyeong would have been knocked out cold when hit with this technique of Tang Yu-jeong's. But how did Heon immediately regain consciousness!

Blood trickled from Heon's lips.

'Ah!'

Tang Yu-jeong realized. The moment he was hit on the back of the neck, he bit his tongue to regain consciousness. He could have accidentally cut his tongue.

"Dan...gerously...!"

Heon put strength into his hand. His strong grip pressed in as if to break Tang Yu-jeong's neck.

"Kuk!"

Heon's eyes were burning coldly. Heon spat out blood and asked.

"What did you mean by that just now?"

Tang Yu-jeong pointed at her own neck with her finger with a pained expression. Meaning she couldn't speak because he was pressing on her throat. Heon seemed to ponder a bit then slightly released strength from his hand. At the very moment he released strength, Tang Yu-jeong struck the crook of Heon's extended arm to forcibly bend it.

"I won't tell you!"

Heon's fingers lost their grip on the throat due to Tang Yu-jeong's attack. Heon completely folded his bent arm and struck Tang Yu-jeong's face with his elbow. Tang Yu-jeong blocked by pushing up Heon's forearm with her palm. Heon aimed for Tang Yu-jeong's throat with his other hand. Tang Yu-jeong snatched Heon's wrist with Grappling Hand. Heon's hand was caught by Tang Yu-jeong. Tang Yu-jeong felt it was caught too easily. If the wrist is caught, the entire body could be subdued. But there was no way he'd be caught this easily.

Sure enough, Heon's head was tilted back.

Heon rammed his head into Tang Yu-jeong's face with all his might.

"Hey!"

Tang Yu-jeong panicked and lifted her leg between their entangled arms to kick Heon's chin. But she changed her mind midway. If it were Dad, he would absolutely never stop his attack midway even if hit. Tang Yu-jeong didn't kick all the way and pushed Heon's chest with her foot in the middle.

Just as Tang Yu-jeong predicted, Heon had no intention of abandoning his attack midway. Heon's headbutt barely didn't reach Tang Yu-jeong. But using the miss instead, he rotated his body forward like rolling and struck at Tang Yu-jeong with his back leg. Tang Yu-jeong pulled her arm inward then swung it outward forcefully to knock away Heon's leg.

Peng! Heon lost his center and rolled sideways several times.

Tang Yu-jeong didn't bother to pursue and chase. She watched Heon and crossed her arms.

"You're still far from catching up to Dad."

However, while crossing her arms, her expression hardened.

A thin line wrapped around her neck and extended all the way to Heon.

"Soul... Seizing Thread?"

Heon got up from his dirt-covered body and flicked his finger. The Soul Seizing Thread wrapped around Tang Yu-jeong's neck tugged.

Heon's face was twisted unlike before. Heon coldly spoke.

"Speak. Dad! What have you been saying about that!"

Killing intent surged to the point her skin tingled.

But Tang Yu-jeong snorted.

"Go ahead and try. But if you cut my neck, you won't get an answer, will you?"

Heon's eyes were dyed with killing intent. The Soul Seizing Thread wrapped around Tang Yu-jeong's neck tightened.

"Are you really going to do this? You can't just casually kill people like this."

Heon didn't reply.

Tang Yu-jeong shouted in surprise.

"No no! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

Only then did Heon stop. However, perhaps because of what happened before, he didn't release the strength. The thread remained tightening her throat. Tang Yu-jeong pouted and grumbled.

"Ugh, why does he even resemble that."

Heon's face hardened. While pulling the Soul Seizing Thread taut, he urged an answer.

"Speak."

"Let me ask just one thing first. Really just one thing."

"Don't try anything."

"It's not a trick. If I'm not mistaken, though from your behavior so far that's unlikely... anyway."

Tang Yu-jeong looked straight at Heon and asked.

"Is your name Heon?"

"How... did you know that?"

Heon seemed to be thinking about something, then his eyes soon sharpened.

"You... you were that old man from before!"

Heon pulled on the Soul Seizing Thread.

"How dare you deceive me. You tricked me, so don't think about going home alive today!"

But Tang Yu-jeong wasn't dragged and held onto the Soul Seizing Thread barehanded, enduring while asking.

"What's your surname?"

Heon bared his teeth and poured out killing intent in streams.

"I'll tell you right before you die."

Heon highly raised his internal energy. Kwaaaaa! His clothes swelled tightly. The force pulling Tang Yu-jeong became stronger. Tang Yu-jeong was dragged along, leaving deep marks on the ground.

Heon, who pulled Tang Yu-jeong right before him, brought his face close to Tang Yu-jeong's. Their burning gazes clashed.

Heon's face baring his teeth was like that of a beast. Killing intent poured out like madness.

Tang Yu-jeong said calmly.

"Identical. Though I've never seen it directly."

This was probably what Jin Ja-gang's expression was like in his prime.

Heon's pupils dilated.

He finally realized Tang Yu-jeong's identity. Heon gripped the Soul Seizing Thread even more firmly. Kwak! Tang Yu-jeong's neck was pulled more so their foreheads collided fiercely.

Kwang!

Heon ground his teeth and asked with chilling killing intent.

"Are you Tang?"

Tang Yu-jeong, even while being pulled, tilted her head back as far as possible then rammed Heon's head.

Kwang!

Then asked the same.

"Are you Son?"

Heon exploded.

"I'm Jin!"

He hooked his opposite hand onto the taut Soul Seizing Thread and spread it forcefully left and right. The single strand of Soul Seizing Thread would completely separate Tang Yu-jeong's neck!

In that moment.

Ttuk!

The Soul Seizing Thread fluttered.

It broke.

From the part held by Tang Yu-jeong's hand.

Heon was flustered. Blood flowed from Tang Yu-jeong's hand and dripped down the Soul Seizing Thread.

Tang Yu-jeong pulled off the Soul Seizing Thread wrapped around her neck. A red mark remained on her neck. There were places where the skin was slightly cut from scraping. Tang Yu-jeong briefly rubbed her neck then looked at Heon.

Heon, who had been dazed for a moment, came to his senses.

"Uooooooo!"

Heon charged as if covering with his body. Tang Yu-jeong lightly tripped Heon's legs. Heon rolled on the ground while hooking his leg into Tang Yu-jeong's leg and twisting. The knee and ankle joints could have dislocated.

But Tang Yu-jeong stood without budging. Even though Heon twisted the leg with all his might, she didn't move.

Tang Yu-jeong clasped both hands together and raised them. Heon tried to untangle his leg and dodge, but Tang Yu-jeong didn't let him go.

Tang Yu-jeong vigorously struck Heon's head.

Kwang!

Heon was slammed face-first into the ground. This time she struck cleverly from the side so he couldn't even bite his tongue. Yet he still didn't lose consciousness. It was surprising enough to stick out one's tongue, but Tang Yu-jeong just accepted it now, thinking if he resembled Dad then so be it.

Tang Yu-jeong grabbed Heon's arm and lifted him up.

"I'm sixteen. How old are you?"

Heon, while getting up awkwardly, swatted away Tang Yu-jeong's arm and shouted as if vomiting blood.

"Seventeen!"

A greenish aura appeared in Heon's eyes. Killing intent was extremely condensed and about to release poison energy.

Tang Yu-jeong raised her clasped hands again.

"Don't do that."

Heon's eyes widened.

Kwang!

Heon got hit again and fell to the ground.

"Keheok!"

Tang Yu-jeong squatted down and said to Heon.

"I'm your older sister, you punk."

***

Tang Gyeong arrived at Hainan Island.

However, he didn't go to the Southern Sea Sword Sect. When he was about to go, he thought that if the person named Heon really was his half-sibling, then there was a high possibility that Jin Ja-gang was at the Southern Sea Sword Sect right now!

If he got caught going there for no reason, his jianghu journey would end there.

So Tang Gyeong wandered around the vicinity inquiring about the Southern Sea Sword Sect. It had been over ten years now. No matter how secret it was, if Jin Ja-gang came every year and had a child, rumors would have spread around the area.

But surprisingly, everyone he asked tilted their heads.

"You ask if there's a young man named Heon at the Southern Sea Sword Sect? Well..."

"Poison Dragon? I haven't seen the Poison Dragon around here. Why would the Poison Dragon come here? Why would he come here?"

He couldn't inquire for long.

「Someone is going around asking about our sword sect?」

「He's even asking about the Poison Dragon's whereabouts, a suspicious bastard.」

Voice transmissions exchanged by Southern Sea Sword Sect people caught Tang Gyeong's ears. No matter how weakened the Southern Sea Sword Sect's power was, their control on Hainan Island remained strong.

Tang Gyeong immediately fled. If he stayed any longer, he'd be caught. He took a boat and left Hainan Island altogether.

"Ah damn, why is everything going wrong."

Tang Gyeong stamped his feet.

"Of all things, who knew Dad would have hidden a child."

Stomp stomp stomp.

After pondering for a long time, Tang Gyeong wrote a letter.

To this lord's old friend, the Dragon Captor Great Hero...