Heavenly Martial God - H.M.G Chapter 1 (Part 2):

“Hahaha! Finally, finally, I’ve reached this place! I’ve become an immortal and achieved a new realm!”

As Ha Hoo Young let out a hearty laugh and was about to step into the realm of the immortals.

The immortals in the realm poked their heads out.

From the bearded elder to the young boy and the beautiful women dressed in celestial robes.

Eight immortals in total were staring down at him.

‘Haha, even the immortals have come to greet me, recognizing my greatness!’

Ha Hoo Young smiled warmly.

In a way, weren’t they now his comrades?

But then—

A mysterious voice of the immortals echoed in his ears.

“Goodness, that guy actually made it up here.”

“He’s full of killing intent. How is that an immortal? He’s worse than last time.”

“He’s tasted too much blood in the mortal world. With such karma, who can tell if he’s a ghost or an immortal?”

The immortals frowned.

“But what can we do? He’s got the martial talent to break the natural order.”

“Right. He’ll break the natural order and even your beloved immortal soup.”

“What? This damned fool! Send him back! We have to send him back!”

“Huh! Isn’t that breaking the natural order?”

“Him coming up here is already against the natural order!”

The immortals grumbled with faint anger.

“Hmm! The weight of his evil deeds is too heavy.”

“We can’t accept such a bloodthirsty soul. Send him back.”

What are they talking about?

Why does this sound off?

“That guy again.”

“Let’s drop him quickly! He’s getting closer as we speak.”

“How about giving him one more chance? If he atones for his past mistakes, he might earn the right to ascend and abide by the natural order.”

“Hmm… not a bad idea.”

As Ha Hoo Young listened to the voices of the eight immortals, he frowned.

‘What the hell are these bastards babbling about?’

His confusion lasted only a moment before one of the immortals pointed a finger into the void.

“Huh?”

His body, which had been ascending to the immortal realm, suddenly tilted.

And then came the feeling of falling endlessly… no, he was actually falling.

Eh? Eh?!

“Whaaaat?!”

The voices of the immortals pierced his ears.

“You’re too tainted. Wash off the smell of blood and come back.”

“Goodness, he’s even got demonic energy—what a mess!”

“We’ll give you one more chance. Start anew.”

What?

Wash off what?

As his soul fell back to earth, the lifelong wish of ascension vanished in an instant, leaving a hollow emptiness that pierced through him.

At the same time, anger erupted.

Who do they think they are to drop me while I’m ascending?!

Ha Hoo Young desperately looked up, catching sight of the eight immortals smiling smugly as they sent him down.

Smiling?

“You damn bastards!”

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BOOM!

A heavy impact rang through his skull, making it ring painfully.

His insides churned, and his limbs tingled.

He tried to push himself up from the ground, but his arms had no strength.

He couldn’t even open his eyes properly.

A wrenching pain squeezed his muscles, and his mind spun as if it were being stirred.

“Urghhh! You—you damn bastards!!!”

Ha Hoo Young screamed in pain.

The feeling of falling from the void was still vivid.

The faces of the eight immortals laughing at him from above the clouds were clear in his mind.

‘Those rotten sons of—! Laughing? Laughing at me?’

How dare they mess with me, The Supreme One Ha Hoo Young?

Do they want to try me?

He thought he’d detached himself from worldly matters, but he was wrong.

No, it wasn’t just people—it was immortals messing with him. His anger boiled over.

They dare to mess with me?

I’ll pay them back tenfold, a hundredfold.

The Supreme One Ha Hoo Young would show those immortal bastards that he was not to be trifled with.

To ascend again, to ascend again… but to ascend, he needed a body.

…Huh? What’s this?

Ha Hoo Young looked at the hand resting on the bed.

Though blurry, he could see the back of his hand, and when he wiggled it, it was clearly his own hand.

Perhaps due to the shock of the fall, he hadn’t fully recovered, but the sensation was definitely there.

But hadn’t his body already reached its limit?

Ha Hoo Young’s eyes lit up.

‘Did they really give me another chance?’

These fools even gave me a chance for revenge!

What a delightful twist!

It felt like strength was surging from within.

An overwhelming joy washed over him.

If it weren’t for the dizziness and weakness, he would have roared in triumph.

Ha Hoo Young gritted his teeth.

“You damn bastards! I’ll crush you all!”

“…Please, calm down, my lord! You’ll collapse again!”

“Collapse? Me?”

“Yes, exactly! Please, calm yourself.”

“Nonsense. The ones who should collapse are those immortal bastards….”

Ha Hoo Young paused and turned his head.

Who else was at the summit of the Heavenly Mountain besides him?

Wait… was the Heavenly Mountain ever this warm?

He rubbed his still blurry eyes.

He rubbed them until moisture formed in his eyes.

An unfamiliar voice spoke again.

“Are you feeling better? Are you dizzy or anything? Can you see me? Here, drink this quickly!”

“……What is this?”

“Medicine.”

“Medicine?”

“Drink it, all of it.”

“What?”

“I figured you’d say that, so I brought a straw. Suck it down—all of it.”

Something long was placed in his mouth.

Instinctively, Ha Hoo Young sucked on it.

Slurp.

A bitter herbal liquid flowed down the thin tube into his throat.

The sharp taste spread across his mouth.

Gulp, gulp!

“There you go, that’s it.”

“…….”

“What’s wrong?”

Ha Hoo Young sucked on the medicine while straining his eyes.

As his blurred vision cleared, the face of the person holding the medicine bowl came into view.

Slurp, slurp, slurp!

“Are you hurt anywhere else? If you’re in pain anywhere, tell me right away. Geez, why did you push yourself so hard? I told you not to walk. Didn’t I say it’s cold out? After this, how about washing your face?”

“…….”

“I almost had a heart attack. When you suddenly collapsed again, I thought something had happened to you. Slurp, slurp! There’s still a bit left. Drink it all—till you see the bottom!”

“Who are you?”

“……Huh?”

“I said, who are you?”

The person holding the medicine bowl, Geum Cheom Sang, blinked in confusion.

“……You don’t remember me? Did you hit your head when you fell? No, they said there were no external injuries…”

Geum Cheom Sang quickly stood up and examined the back of Ha Hoo Young’s head, muttering.

Ha Hoo Young frowned.

‘What the hell is this guy babbling about?’

Wait, what? Young Master?

“Who are you?”

“I’m Geum Cheom Sang.”

“Who’s Geum Cheom Sang?”

“The eldest son of the Namgoong Family’s overseer and the one who attends to you, Young Master. Do you really not remember?”

At Geum Cheom Sang’s words, Ha Hoo Young frowned again.

The words were familiar yet unfamiliar.

“The Namgoong Family?”

“Yes, the Namgoong Family. Do you remember now?”

A hollow laugh escaped him.

So…

‘Those immortal bastards dropped me here?’

In the Namgoong Family?

“This is insane….”

“Young Master?”

Ha Hoo Young turned his head sharply and looked at Geum Cheom Sang.

Seeing the man’s pupils shake, he quietly asked, “Who am I?”

Geum Cheom Sang answered immediately. “You are the second son of the great Namgoong Family.”

Ha Hoo Young’s gaze shifted to his smooth, delicate palm, then back to Geum Cheom Sang.

After staring at him blankly, Ha Hoo Young slowly raised his head.

The faces of the eight immortals flashed across the tightly sealed ceiling one by one.

Ha Hoo Young’s expression gradually twisted.

“You damned sons of bitches!!!”

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