Chapter 12: Crimson Fang vs. Jade Fang
The village of Stone Willow sat in uneasy silence. No birds sang. No children played. Only the wind moved, brushing through leaves and knocking on window shutters like an omen.
Seo Hana stood on her rooftop, eyes fixed on the trail leading out of the forest. She clutched a short dagger, her hands trembling. Behind her, several villagers had gathered with makeshift weapons—hoes, farming blades, even sticks sharpened with crude tools.
> "This is madness," whispered old man Baek. "We're not warriors…"
> "But he is," Hana replied. "And he stood for us."
The tension broke with the rumble of hooves.
Jade Tiger Sect elites had arrived.
Five mounted warriors clad in green-tinted armor rode through the village entrance, followed by a dozen foot soldiers in tight formation. At their front, a giant of a man dismounted slowly—Elder Tae Gwan himself.
He looked around once, eyes cold and unfeeling.
> "Where is the boy?"
No one answered.
Tae Gwan's brow twitched. With a lazy wave of his hand, one soldier stepped forward and kicked in a nearby home's door. A woman screamed from within.
> "We will burn this place to the ground," Tae Gwan said calmly, "unless someone delivers him to me."
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And then—
A gust of wind.
A flicker.
One soldier's head tilted back—
And rolled off his shoulders.
Blood sprayed the dirt like a blooming flower.
> "He's here!" someone shouted.
The air warped.
And Mu-won stepped from the shadows.
Hood drawn back. Blood qi simmering around him like heatwaves from hell. His eyes burned bright red.
He looked straight at Tae Gwan.
> "Touch this village again, and I'll bury your sect with my own hands."
One of the elite warriors stepped forward, unsheathing a twin-curved saber.
> "Arrogant brat—"
Mu-won blurred forward.
No techniques. No shouts.
Just one clean strike.
The saber-wielding elite didn't even finish his sentence before his chest exploded in a spray of crimson. Mu-won stood behind him, fist dripping with blood.
He turned back to the others, breathing steady.
> "Next?"
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Tae Gwan's eyes narrowed. "Blood arts. Forbidden."
He stepped forward, removing his cloak. "Then die as a heretic."
The ground shook with each step.
> "True Core Realm," Mu-won thought. "I'm still too weak to match him directly."
But this wasn't about a duel.
This was about message.
Mu-won bit into his thumb, drawing blood, and slammed his palm to the earth.
Crimson Veil Array — Phase One: Blood Moon Bloom.
Rings of blood-red light exploded outward, blanketing the village square in a dome of distorted qi. Inside, Mu-won's speed increased, his power surged—but only his.
Everyone else felt their bodies slow. Their qi sluggish.
Even Tae Gwan paused for a heartbeat.
> "Blood-field formation?" he growled. "You little—"
Mu-won appeared before him and struck.
Their clash shook the earth.
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Steel met blood. Power met hate.
And for the first time in his life, Mu-won felt his hands match a True Core Realm master for a breath.
> Not yet... but I'm getting closer.
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By the end of it, four more Jade Tiger Sect warriors lay dead.
Tae Gwan, bloodied but alive, retreated under the cover of shattered morale.
> "This isn't over," he spat. "You've declared war."
Mu-won stood over the village entrance, his aura pulsing with death.
> "I'm not declaring war," he said. "I'm finishing one your sect started."
To be continued....