Chapter 525

Chapter 525 – The Lazy One Begins (5)

“Do you believe him?”

“It’s a bit ambiguous…”

Jangil looked at Yeom Mong with obvious skepticism.

“Even though he hasn’t been Lazy for twenty years.”

“Just because he prepared something for twenty years doesn’t mean it’s special. I’ve never heard anything particular about him.”

“But at least he prepared.”

At Wei Yanho’s words, Jangil shrugged.

“Everyone can believe it or not, but I’m skeptical that preparing something for a long time means it’s well done. Doesn’t it also depend on the skill?”

“Even so, if he prepared for so long, something different will come out.”

“Then, would you follow the plan he prepared for twenty years or the one the strategist prepared in three hours?”

“I would choose the strategist.”

“Me too.”

“I’d also go with the strategist.”

“Amithaba.”

A vein was throbbing in Yeom Mong’s forehead.

‘I can hear you, you damn bastards.’

If they’re going to have a secret meeting, they should at least lower their voices. With their martial skills, even if they’re far away, what kind of secret meeting is this? They don’t even need to strain to hear them.

But he can’t reveal that he’s listening.

Yeom Mong wondered if this wasn’t blatant mockery.

“So, what do we do? Do we tell him no?”

“… It would be a bit awkward.”

“Why?”

“I feel a bit sorry for him. After all, he made a proposal, it would be rude to reject it outright…”

Jangil glanced again at Yeom Mong, who was contemplating the distant sky while reciting mantras.

‘Namah Amitabha.’

He needs Buddha’s mercy, but the sad thing is that among those murmurers is a Shaolin monk. How is it possible that even a Shaolin monk ends up mixed up with these kinds of people?

He doesn’t know if they’re the special ones or if the atmosphere of the martial world has changed a lot in the twenty years he’s been away.

In any case, it’s something sad.

“Ahem!”

At that moment, Wei Yanho coughed discreetly and approached Yeom Mong.

“Well, have you made a decision yet?”

“We’ve talked about it.”

“Tell me.”

“Couldn’t we hear the plan first?”

“… Huh?”

Wei Yanho smiled mockingly.

“It’s a bit abrupt to follow it without further ado, but we also don’t want to reject it outright… It would be better to hear how good his plan is before deciding.”

Yeom Mong turned his head in dismay towards Wei Jeonghan, who nodded upon receiving his gaze.

“Senior, I want to hear it too.”

“……”

They are lost.

These guys are lost.

Yeom Mong felt his blood boiling and wanted to shout at them to leave instantly. But he couldn’t do it for one reason.

‘The war message came to me.’

If they just wanted to entrust something to them, there would be no need to send the message to Yeom Mong. Wei Jeonghan could also receive it. Yeom Mong’s role ended with delivering the message. So, why was it sent specifically to him?

It was an order from the Master of Divine Abilities: by any means, he had to manipulate these damn bastards to use them. That’s why, no matter how much his blood boiled, he couldn’t kick them out.

Holding back tears, Yeom Mong nodded.

“… Gather everyone.”

¡Whoosh!

The map unfolded quickly.

“Now, do you see it?”

“Well, we have eyes, of course.”

“……”

This damn guy couldn’t help but grumble.

He always found something to criticize in any comment.

Yeom Mong took a deep breath.

‘I must not fall into his game.’

He already knew Wei Yanho’s temperament. He knew that his personality caused problems wherever he went.

The problem was that there was a huge difference between knowing something theoretically and experiencing it firsthand.

‘Patience avoids murder.’

After a couple of deep breaths, Yeom Mong began his explanation without looking at Wei Yanho.

“Look, this is a map that connects Xinjiang with Qinghai.”

“Yes.”

“There are three main routes to enter the Central Plains from Xinjiang. One is the official route you guys took, another is to cross the Wei River to get directly to Sichuan, and the last is to divert through Mongolia.”

Wei Yanho raised his hand.

“What?”

“I don’t understand. A road is just a road, isn’t it? There should be thousands of ways to get to the Central Plains.”

“Correct.”

“Then, why are there only three routes?”

“It’s literal. Any place you step becomes a road. But to move a large army like theirs, prepared routes are needed. Only then can you gain some time.”

“Evidence?”

“They came this way last time too.”

“Perfect.”

Wei Yanho nodded.

Yeom Mong sighed deeply and continued.

“But, according to the direction they’re taking, it seems they chose the route that passes through Qinghai towards Gansu. If they advance in a straight line along this road, where will they arrive?”

Wei Jeonghan replied.

“Luoyang.”

“Exactly. Luoyang, where the headquarters of the Righteous Martial Alliance is located. Before, the Demon Cult fought by gradually advancing from Sichuan towards the Central Plains. But this time it seems they plan to attack the core directly.”

“Hmm.”

Wei Jeonghan’s face tightened.

There were pros and cons. It was just a difference in strategy. But the pressure of the Righteous Martial Alliance headquarters being the target was no small matter. The clear route that extended towards Luoyang painfully pierced Wei Jeonghan’s eyes.

“Did you know where the Demon Cult would go?”

“No.”

“Then how did you prepare?”

“Twenty years is a long time.”

“Huh?”

“I not only prepared these three main routes but also five or six other secondary routes.”

“Wow…”

Wei Yanho looked at Yeom Mong with new eyes. He thought he had spent twenty years simply watching the Demon Cult, but apparently, he prepared meticulously.

“The Righteous Martial Alliance will also know this, right?”

“Of course. No matter how much I prepare, without funds I can’t do anything. The Alliance Leader was the one who provided the money and resources.”

“Hmm, so they were also confident in this. It makes sense.”

Yeom Mong flashed a bitter smile.

‘Of course, they were confident.’

But not in Yeom Mong’s trap. The Supreme Sovereign and the Master of Divine Abilities knew the Demon Cult too well. No matter how much Yeom Mong had prepared the best trap, he couldn’t stop them for even an hour. That wouldn’t be enough to change the course of events.

They needed to gain at least half a day.

Half a day or more. And the one who had to fulfill that role was Wei Yanho.

Although he himself didn’t know it yet.

‘I must entangle him here.’

With determination, Yeom Mong continued his explanation.

“Look closely. They are now using this official route. Right now it’s just a desolate desert, but a little further ahead there’s a rocky area. There, they inevitably must pass through here.”

Wei Jeonghan shone.

“Ghost Spear Valley.”

“Exactly.”

Wei Yanho asked Wei Jeonghan.

“What is Ghost Spear Valley?”

“Didn’t you see it? On the way here, there’s a gorge with steep cliffs.”

“Ah!”

Wei Yanho nodded.

“There, it was impressive. I had never seen anything like it. But, what do you plan to do there?”

“It’s a terrain where one person can stop ten thousand.”

“Yes, but that person would also die. They couldn’t escape.”

“We don’t plan to stop them.”

“Huh?”

Yeom Mong smiled.

“We don’t need people to stop them. We can block the road.”

“Ah?”

“We plant explosives on both sides of the cliff. If we detonate them at the right time, we can cut off their advance and gain a day. That’s enough. What do you think? Will you help me?”

Yeom Mong flashed a triumphant smile.

‘They can’t refuse.’

For Wei Yanho, this was a win-win situation. It wasn’t dangerous nor did it require physical effort. They just had to follow Yeom Mong’s instructions and they would become heroes for slowing down the Demon Cult.

An opportunity to gain both benefits and reputation. Who would reject something like that?

But Yeom Mong didn’t know.

He didn’t know what kind of person Wei Yanho was.

“I won’t go.”

“Huh?”

Yeom Mong’s eyes widened like plates.

‘Did I hear wrong?’

“What?”

“I said I won’t go.”

Wei Yanho waved his hand.

“Why? This is too easy for you!”

“That’s exactly why I don’t need to go.”

“… What?”

Wei Yanho scratched his ear and continued.

“It doesn’t seem difficult at all, so I don’t see why I would have to go. The older uncle can do it perfectly with his subordinates.”

“D-do you reject the opportunity to gain merits?”

“Hehe, even though it doesn’t seem like it, I’m a righteous person and I don’t covet the merits of others. Gain all the merits you want.”

Righteous?

With that rogue face!

“So, what do you plan to do?”

“Well…”

Wei Yanho seemed to ponder for a moment before scratching his head.

“Look, I’ve been thinking…”

“Yes?”

“What’s the safest place in the world right now?”

“… Safe?”

What kind of question was that? Safe in the midst of the Demon Cult’s chaos?

“With the Demon Cult lurking, there’s no safe place in the world!”

“I think there is one.”

“Where?”

“Here.”

“… Huh?”

“Here, here.”

Wei Yanho pointed to the ground with his finger.

“Here?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho smiled.

“If all the demons are going to the Central Plains, then Xinjiang is the safest place, isn’t it?”

Huh?

Now that he mentions it, he’s right.

There are no heroes of the martial world invading Xinjiang, and the demons won’t leave forces here if they are heading en masse to the Central Plains.

Xinjiang has become the only place in the world where there is no war.

It was an approach that he had never considered.

“T-then?”

“Hehe.”

Wei Yanho smiled.

“As a man, I wouldn’t reject a war, but retreating in the face of the enemy is not honorable either. Since we’re at it, I’ll pacify Xinjiang. I wish you success in your mission, older uncle.”

Pacify Xinjiang.

“Hey, you bastard! If it’s already no man’s land, there’s nothing to pacify!”

The corner of Wei Yanho’s lips curled maliciously.

Everyone present felt a chill upon seeing that smile.

‘What is he plotting?’

‘Why is he doing that when everything was going well?’

‘Every time he makes that face, a disaster occurs…’

“Amituofo, Amituofo, Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva. Amitabha.”

Musan began to recite sutras frantically.

“So, the order from the strategist grandfather was to slow them down, right?”

“Y-yes.”

“Then let’s do it well. There’s a way to cut off their leg completely. Hehehe.”

Wei Yanho laughed as if he couldn’t contain his joy, making even Yeom Mong shudder with unease.

What the hell does this madman plan to do?

It was the moment when the Radiant Martial Sovereign began his true feat to save the world.

Although not exactly as history records it.

Just a little different.