[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 300

“Haa─uuu!”

“Your mouth’s gonna catch flies.”

When the gatekeeper guarding the entrance of the North Gate yawned, his colleague scolded him.

“Ugh, you must be really bored.”

“Well, that’s the North Gate for you. In about a month, it’ll be the South Gate, and then it’ll be bustling.”

The North Gate of Jeongju, where the Murim Alliance was located, was rarely used.

Thanks to the lord’s support, it boasted the most investment among the four gates, with a clean and impressive exterior. However, visitors intentionally avoided the North Gate.

The reason was none other than the royal family’s bloodline and high-ranking officials.

Jeongju, where the most power in the Central Plains was concentrated outside the royal family, had seen endless incidents between high-ranking officials and martial artists coming down from the capital.

Thus, it became an unspoken rule that the North Gate was for royal family members, while the remaining three gates—East, West, and South—were for Murim Alliance members.

“Let’s grab a drink after work.”

“I promised to go see Cheong-ran.”

“Tsk tsk. You’re gonna blow your measly gatekeeper salary on Cheong-ran’s waist. Why don’t you just rob someone before someone else does?”

The gatekeeper shrugged at his colleague’s words.

“I already borrowed money from Jeongbu.”

“What!? Have I ever seen such a fool? No matter how crazy you are for a woman, why would you borrow from that scoundrel!?”

“If it doesn’t work out, I’ll just run away with Cheong-ran.”

“Oh, please. Like she’d run away with you.”

Despite the continued scolding, the gatekeeper just smiled, imagining a blooming future with the lovely Cheong-ran.

Amid their noisy chatter, a clattering sound began to approach the North Gate.

The gatekeeper who heard it first turned his gaze, only to see an unfamiliar object approaching.

“Hey, what’s that?”

“What’s…?”

The other gatekeeper, hearing his colleague’s call, turned his gaze and stared blankly at the scene.

Meanwhile, the giant iron horse slowly approached the North Gate, and its spear lowered.

“May I pass?”

“This is the North Gate… Deputy Inspector Jeon?”

Jeon Ho, leaning casually on the window frame, smiled at the gatekeeper’s words.

“I’m not the Deputy Inspector anymore.”

“Huh?”

“I quit. But more importantly, may I pass?”

“Ah, yes! Of course. But…”

The gatekeeper had many questions—what was the iron horse he was riding, and why had he suddenly quit the Murim Alliance?

But it seemed like Jeon Ho was in a hurry, so there was no time to drag out the conversation.

After all, Jeon Ho had always maintained a good relationship with the gatekeepers, despite being a high-ranking Deputy Inspector.

“I’ll go ahead then. Keep up the good work.”

“Ah, Deputy Inspector!”

****

「Be careful. There’s news that major factions are urgently visiting the Murim Alliance. Also, a group dressed in green uniforms has already arrived and was seen leaving the city. But their direction was…」

Recalling his conversation with the gatekeeper, Jeon Ho pressed the accelerator to the floor, and the truck roared as it sped up.

‘A group of martial artists in green uniforms entered through the South Gate and left through the North Gate. That means…’

In the Central Plains, there was only one group that could openly roam Henan in green uniforms.

“The Sichuan Tang Family.”

The Sichuan Tang Family, the rulers of Sichuan, were…

They are a bunch who don’t really like leaving the area they’ve marked as their territory.

On the flip side, they also don’t welcome other sects barging into Sichuan without a word.

A highly closed-off group notorious in the martial world for handling deadly poisons.

‘So, the martial artists of the Sichuan Dang Clan are flocking towards the north, which has no connection to them?’

Jeon Ho, who was driving his truck towards the north, was on edge.

Could he have missed something?

If not, did they take a different path?

Shin Yi isn’t the type to rush around.

He always moves leisurely, letting the rabbit and squirrel with him play around freely.

When he gets hungry, he pulls out cooking tools with a space sorcery technique he’s never seen before.

That’s the Shin Yi Jeon Ho has known, so he should have been visible by now.

“Damn it.”

Was it then that his wish was granted?

Without realizing it, Jeon Ho cursed, and in his line of sight, martial artists in green uniforms began to appear.

Among them, fluttering pink hair and clothes draped over shoulders.

A deep smile spreads across Jeon Ho’s face.

Vroooom─!

It was clear to anyone that the martial artists were bullying someone, so Jeon Ho pressed the accelerator to the floor.

In that short time, if the girl with pink hair at the center of the incident wasn’t Shin Yi, Jeon Ho would be shocked.

The truck Jeon Ho was driving crashed into the green-uniformed martial artists, who seemed half out of their minds.

Crash─!

The martial artists hit by the truck flew like pebbles on the road.

Screech─ Thud.

The truck, having sent people flying, spun half a turn, leaving skid marks on the road before stopping.

“Han So-jeo!”

“Wow? Our Jeon Ho drives fiercely. Is it a closet license?”

A beautiful voice, like rolling pearls, flowed into Jeon Ho’s ears as he got out of the truck.

That joy was short-lived as Jeon Ho’s gaze subtly shifted downward.

In Shin Yi’s hand was that ridiculously large iron rod.

Jeon Ho knew. Holding that meant he was ready to blow someone to pieces.

Thanks to that, Jeon Ho’s back felt chilly.

“It’s not okay.”

“What’s not okay. You always say it’s not okay.”

“Are you trying to cause trouble again?”

“He started it.”

Where Shin Yi pointed his finger was a very dangerous person.

Someone you really shouldn’t meet, to the point of saying ‘why now’.

“Poison King Dang Jeongmun…”

“Ha! Now you dare to mention me so casually.”

“Shut up, idiot. Don’t insult our kid…”

Jeon Ho hurriedly covers Shin Yi’s mouth.

“Ugh… Ugh…!!”

“Haha… What brings the Poison King here? I, Jeon Ho of the Martial World’s Malhak, greet senior Dang.”

As Jeon Ho nodded, veins popped on Dang Jeongmun’s forehead.

“A woman who uses bizarre sorcery and has a sharp tongue.”

“This is Shin Yi, a junior and a rising star in the martial world. Please, senior, hold back your wrath.”

“You keep insulting me. Fine, I was going to take you quietly, but now I’ll…”

Then, Shin Yi pushes away Jeon Ho’s hand covering his mouth.

“Whoa! Here comes the ‘great one’!!”

“Han So-jeo!”

“Please!”

“Hey, big shot, say something more!”

Dang Jeongmun doubted his ears for a moment.

In all his years of living, when had he ever heard such words?

“Hahaha! I said, say something more!”

“……”

Poison is the fear of all martial artists.

Martial artists are so cautious about poison that they even hesitate to take a sip of water. How could they not be afraid?

Assassins moving at night can at least sense each other’s presence. But poison gives no such warning, and the moment you’re poisoned, it’s over.

“Did you just… say that to me?”

“Puhahaha! Yes! I said it. Ugh! Ugh! Hahaha!”

Dang Jeongmun wanted to sew Shin Yi’s mouth shut right then and there.

How could a person be so infuriating? If Shin Yi didn’t have his reputation, Dang Jeongmun would have killed him on the spot.

No, was someone so unhinged even worthy of being called Shin Yi?

Could the rumors have been exaggerated?

‘A madman who uses bizarre sorcery to mess with people’s minds is called Shin Yi…’

Dang Jeongmun had already reached the realm of Hua Jing, considered the limit of human potential. And now, with his mastery of poison, it was hard to imagine anyone who could stand against him.

No matter how angry he was, Dang Jeongmun was a respected figure in the martial world. He couldn’t openly harm Shin Yi, a renowned physician.

But the situation had changed.

Shin Yi was openly using forbidden sorcery, something taboo in the martial world.

*Crack.*

As his mind shifted, strength surged into Dang Jeongmun’s hands.

“I was going to spare you, thinking you were just a child, but it seems that won’t do. Your arrogance knows no bounds, so even if my hand is heavy, you’ll have to blame your own big mouth.”

“Wow, you’re really going off. So, did you bring all your little minions with you, big shot?”

“Shut up!”

“Why are you yelling at me? It’s your fault for not raising your brats properly.”

Dang Jeongmun was on the verge of a breakdown because of Shin Yi, who seemed like he could float in water with just his mouth sticking out.

Unable to listen any longer, Dang Jeongmun’s hand slipped into his sleeve and quickly shot out.

“Bastard!”

*Whoosh—!*

A thin needle flew toward Shin Yi at a speed too fast for the eye to follow.

**〈Ghost Spirit Rebound Technique〉**

*Whoosh—*

The air rippled, and the fast-moving projectile stopped right in front of Shin Yi’s eyes.

“You’re good at throwing thin things.”

While Shin Yi blocked the needle, Dang Jeongmun’s poison attack had already begun.

The extreme poison generated by his inner energy had reached a level of being tasteless, odorless, colorless, and formless.

Dang Jeongmun, having survived countless life-and-death battles, was a seasoned martial artist. The needle was just a distraction.

But even he had overlooked something. Nothing is absolute.

“Smells? What smell?”

Jeon Ho was the first to notice Shin Yi’s conversation with the rabbit.

“Be careful! It’s poison… Ugh!?”

**〈Purification〉**

Before Jeon Ho could finish, Shin Yi grabbed his arm and threw him backward.

*Crash!*

Thanks to that, Jeon Ho flew far back and landed in the forest next to the road. When he opened his eyes, he saw multiple gazes fixed on him.

“Who… who are you?”

“……”

They were exchanging subtle glances when a voice came from the road outside the forest.

“Daeju Uncle, please look after Jeon Ho for us!”

“Yes, Han So-jeo!”

The subtle glances between Jeon Ho and the other members shifted to Cheonhyeol Daeju, who responded energetically.

“···?”

“No, Daeju. Why did you answer like that?”

“Huh? Oh···.”

At Cheonhyeol Daeju’s reaction, the members shook their heads.

“Ugh, this is messed up.”

“Even if Baekto Teacher were here, the Silver Sleep Technique would be pointless anyway. We’ve been sneaking meals thanks to Han So-jeo.”

“That’s true.”

Listening to their conversation, Jeon Ho had no idea what was going on.

‘What on earth is this ragtag group even about?’

Jeon Ho had no clue.

That this group was the powerful direct force of the Blood Jade Emperor, who had stained the Murim with blood.

***

“Taste the agony of your organs rotting.”

“What can your staff technique do?”

Shin Yi, noticing the poison, began to spin his weapon skyward.

The Great Heavenly Flow’s Ruyi Staff Technique

**〈Dancing Blossoms〉**

*Kwagagak—!*

As the massive rotation of the Ruyi Jingu Bang began, a dragon whirlwind formed and surged.

Unlike the Poison King, who barely held on, the green-clad warriors being sucked into it started exploding one after another.

‘Ugh! This power is insane.’

***

*Kwagagak—!*

“Grand Elder, it seems to be over there.”

At Geomma’s words, Grand Elder Hyanghyang opened the wooden window of the carriage and looked outside.

“Hehe, our little troublemaker is really causing chaos all over the neighborhood.”

Seeing the dragon whirlwind rising in the distance, Hyanghyang let out a disbelieving chuckle.

“The carriage is already shaking. If we get closer, we might get caught in it.”

At Geomma’s words, Hyanghyang flung open the carriage door.

“I’ll go ahead first.”

***

“Alliance Leader, it seems the Poison King headed north without passing through the alliance.”

“Hmm.”

At Naegakju’s words, the Murim Alliance Leader set down the teacup he was drinking from.

“Perhaps…”

“He’s chasing after Shin Yi.”

At the Alliance Leader’s words, Naegakju nodded in agreement.

“That seems to be the case. Also, it appears the Peng family will soon join forces with the Dang family.”

“I’ll go myself.”

The giant, who had been closer to the teacup than his sword since sitting in the Alliance Leader’s seat, finally gripped the hilt of his sword and began to move.