I Became an Outcast the Martial Arts Masters are Obsessed With – Chapter 6

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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“You were targeted by Yeo Il-ye and still went out for an all-night gambling session?”

“I knew Brother Ho was amazing before, but really…”

“Eek, I should quit gambling too. Seeing Brother Ho makes me really scared.”

The legend of Hocheon An at the Outcast Inn was updated.

I would now be known as the idiot who stubbornly and fearlessly indulged in all-night gambling even when my life was threatened.

The two colleagues who would usually approach me to both worry about me and tease me ran away from my gaze as if I was genuinely embarrassed.

I couldn’t care less about my fleeing colleagues and my shattered reputation.

“Sigh…”

This is driving me crazy.

I sighed deeply and stuffed noodles into my mouth.

That idiotic gambler, that bastard named Dogwi, in the end, I couldn’t lure him into my flow.

I naturally thought that a gambler of that caliber could read the number of the dice in Daehang Sawi.

I didn’t think I could read all 10 out of 10 cases, but I thought there would be moments when I could guess the dice.

No, is it that difficult? It seems reasonable to get it right about half the time, right?

It would have been less confusing if he hadn’t gone through the trouble of bringing out as many as fifteen pots.

I thought he had that much confidence in his skills.

Since it was my first time meeting a gambler who gave as much experience as that Dogwi bastard, I misjudged his level.

I tried to bring the flow to my side by losing money to that Dogwi bastard, but either I had exhausted all my luck on the activation of intuition, or that Dogwi bastard had become brain-dead.

It turned into a pure luck battle.

Maybe it was because I fed him too much psychological warfare and ultimately sent Dogwi away.

Thanks to that, manipulating Dogwi’s psychology also wholly fell through.

I ended up pulling an all-nighter without understanding his mind.

In the end, until dawn, there was no significant change in the bet between Dogwi and me.

After leaving all my money as collateral, I left the gambling house and declared we would continue the match the next day.

[Intuition Proficiency 98.84%]

This was the result of last night.

The proficiency rate rose by about 1.8 percent compared to yesterday.

Considering I had invested more than 3 months solely for intuition, last night’s growth was tremendous.

The problem was that I wanted the [Characteristic] that could be obtained by mastering all gambling skills.

That Characteristic was the very reason I took the risk of leaving the Outcast Inn, my hiding place, and attempted an all-night gambling session yesterday, but…

“Phew.”

Even if Yeo Il-ye didn’t know last night, she should have finished digesting her enlightenment by now.

From now on, no one knows what actions Yeo Il-ye will take.

She might dismiss the matter about me as trivial and return to her main sect, or she might make it her top priority to capture and kill me out of anger for gaining life enlightenment from a mere outcast.

So it was obvious that heading to the gambling house tonight would be incomparably more dangerous than yesterday.

But there was just no other choice.

The only hill I can lean on right now is the Characteristic, so I have no choice but to take the risk and go.

As I was thinking that and gulping down the remaining broth…

I made direct eye contact with Yeo Il-ye, who was entering the Outcast Inn.

“Yeo Il-ye! How dare you come here!”

“This guy!”

Swish!

The outcasts surrounded Yeo Il-ye, but Yeo Il-ye simply glanced at those outcasts and walked towards me.

I reflexively drew my sword, but still, attacking a top master of the Jeomchang Faction, a significant incident among major incidents in the Outcast Inn.

Even if it was said to reflect the overall will of all the outcasts, it took a lot of work to attack.

In a sudden situation like now, it was realistically impossible to attack without considering the consequences.

Should I call this the effect of a surprise attack?

Before the confusion of the outcasts subsided, Yeo Il-ye was already standing before me before they could take concrete action.

Of course, I had already lifted my butt and prepared my legs, fully ready to run away.

“Benefactor.”

….What?

While I was dumbfounded, Yeo Il-ye bowed her head to me and saluted with her fists.

“Thanks to the principles of martial arts you imparted to me the other day, this Yu-mo gained a great enlightenment.”

This was something I had never expected at all.

There was a child whose entire family was slaughtered by outcasts at a young age and who entered the Jeomchang Faction through the introduction of an acquaintance.

As you might have guessed, that child was Yeo Il-ye.

Through the game, I knew that she became an outcast crusher because her entire family was shattered by outcasts during her childhood, so I never thought something like this would happen.

Considering Yeo Il-ye’s past and personality, biting her tongue and dying was one thing, but bowing her head to an outcast was impossible.

But now that it’s happening, I have nothing to say.

“When I heard the rumors about you, I judged that you were not someone who would bow your head to a mere outcast.”

Yes, aren’t you the outcast-crushing devil who goes crazy with the desire to slice up outcasts as soon as you see them?

I subtly twisted my words.

However, Yeo Il-ye only quietly shook her head.

“The benefactor is not an outcast.”

It seems she has fallen into a delusion.

I slowly moved my butt further back, preparing to run away.

Sometimes, there are cases where people can’t digest their enlightenment and fall into a delusion, and seeing the cognitive dissonance, it seems she’s not in her right mind.

“You are simply my benefactor.”

….Is this Yeo Il-ye’s own psychological compromise?

Anyway, I put my butt back in its original position.

“This is Yu-mo’s gratitude plaque. Benefactor, you may find it shameless of me to say this… but could you possibly keep yesterday’s matter confidential?”

“I understand.”

The fact that the Gwangyang Gate and the Jeomchang Faction have joined hands is quite a juicy piece of information, but it’s just a pie in the sky.

The Jeomchang Faction also knows that I obtained that information in this situation, so if rumors about the relationship between the Gwangyang Gate and the Jeomchang Faction circulate now, they will immediately know that I spread that information.

Even putting aside all those calculations, getting involved in such a significant matter will somehow cause a change in my fame value.

I would be crushed like a shrimp caught between a large and a small faction.

I had no reason to open my mouth.

“The time and place are not good, so please forgive me for leaving like this even after meeting the benefactor… I will wait for the day when you visit our faction.”

Yeo Il-ye stepped back, paying her final respects.

“Stop.”

No, she tried to step back.

Yeo Il-ye clearly maintained a rational attitude towards me.

Giving me a gratitude plaque was an official declaration of a benefactor-beneficiary relationship.

In other words, she had declared to the outside world that she would unconditionally fulfill my request unless it was morally absurd.

She clearly maintained a rational attitude and visited this Outcast Inn.

But where would the karma she had accumulated against the outcasts until now go?

It was not so strange that people in this Outcast Inn held resentment in their hearts.

The three outcasts who were blocking Yeo Il-ye’s way were such people.

If they attacked Yeo Il-ye, a Jeomchang Faction disciple, they would become martyrs in the martial world.

Even knowing that they had resolved to fight with a deep-seated resentment.

However, before they could even put their resentment into words…

Swish!

A beam of light slashed through the air.

Thud!

The outcasts were shocked. Even the outcast, whose blade was instantly cut in half, opened his mouth wide.

The brilliant light surrounding the sword.

Sword Beam (劍罡)!

Most of the outcasts, including myself, witnessed the Sword Beam for the first time.

A completely different sense of reality enveloped me than just hearing about it.

Although I have seen the Sword Beam countless times on a screen, is a tiger seen in a photograph the same as a tiger standing in front of you?

I couldn’t take my eyes off that pinnacle of destruction that naturally chilled my spine and shook my soul.

Yeo Il-ye was Yeo Il-ye.

It was clear from the aura she exuded that they would not be unharmed if they blocked her way one more time.

“Don’t defile my ears with your petty resentments.”

The outcasts slightly retreated from that sharp aura.

“Look at the things you bastards are doing in the Sacheon martial world. Did anyone force you to do such things? You bastards covered yourselves in blood and filth, and you dare to talk about the human way of gratitude and righteousness!”

Yeo Il-ye’s shout was already like a shock wave.

The Outcast Inn shook and spilled dust from the main beam.

“The reason I maintain courtesy here today is solely for the benefactor. You damn bums, get lost.”

She walked without hesitation. The outcasts drew their weapons but clearly retreated.

No outcasts were aiming for Yeo Il-ye’s back.

The Sword Beam, like a star cluster, was the second problem.

The realm of transcendence itself.

All the outcasts would have felt the massive vortex of energy that I couldn’t even imagine with my current self.

Because they would have felt the strength of Yeo Il-ye’s energy emission, which pressed on their hearts like deep water and severed my insignificant internal energy strand by strand.

That strength erased the word “success” from the minds of the outcasts who had barely recalled the word “surprise attack” in their heads.

Yeo Il-ye gave me a final glance before disappearing.

What remained was only the gaze of the outcasts looking at me.

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