I Became an Evolving Lizard in a Martial Arts Novel-Chapter 332
"While I was away, an insolent force who knows no gratitude occupied the main sect."
Dan Hwa-Yeon stood at the highest point of the Gall-Dok Gate as she spoke.
Noble and arrogant in bearing.
"They probably believed a crisis had befallen the O-Dok Gate and acted accordingly."
It was a performance fitting of the Lord of the O-Dok Gate.
"But look—where are the ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) ones who invaded the O-Dok Gate? They now stand beside me. After facing me, they repented and begged to form an alliance."
“Uwooooh!”
The disciples roared with fervent cheers.
"Weren’t they just caught in their own trap?"
“Uwooo! Bang Yu-Dok-Hee! Bang Yu-Dok-Hee!”
Watching their reactions, her lips curled into a sly smile.
After sniveling in front of me earlier, it looked like she’d regained her confidence from the crowd’s reaction.
“They will lose their pitiful lives and gain only chains!”
“Uwooooh!”
Something felt off.
Wasn’t something reversed here?
She even looked a bit flushed.
"I will show the traitors what true poison from the O-Dok Gate really is!"
“Dok-se! Dok-se! Dokdok-se!”
“We pledge our loyalty!”
Fwoooosh!
A curtain of poison spread out.
The veil of poison bloomed like butterfly wings, glowing so beautifully it was hard to believe it was venom.
“No need for you to move.”
“W-What do you mean...?!”
Her words were that shocking.
“With the alliance that has just joined and my Formless Poison, that should be enough to handle it.”
It was practically a declaration that she would suppress the rebellion alone.
Of course, in truth, over ninety percent of the power came from the alliance—but her disciples had no way of knowing that.
“Waaaah!”
“Dokdokdok-se! Dokdokdokdokdok-se!”
“She’s the Primordial Heavenly Existence!”
Well, no wonder they were this hyped!
“...That bastard Malco’s here too!”
“Catch him!”
“Grah! Cursed luck!”
There was a minor commotion, but nothing worth worrying about.
Thus, with Dan Hwa-Yeon throwing down a grand declaration, our group advanced toward the main sect.
*
"Heh... So you’re the young ladies from the spider clan. I actually like spiders myself. I thought I’d been considerate, but to think that kind of thing happened under me..."
“Ki-ong!”
“Huh? Anansi is your mother? Good heavens. No wonder—you take after her, that elegance just radiates from you...”
“Ki-oong.”
Dan Hwa-Yeon slipped into our group as if she belonged there.
To be honest, from her perspective, she probably thought we had enough overwhelming power to decapitate her and take her place if we wanted.
And if we’d been as evil as she initially assumed, that would’ve been the plan.
In that sense, Dan Hwa-Yeon owed us her life once already.
And since we even offered to help reclaim the main sect, it made sense that she was treating us so warmly.
"You’re Baekrang, right? Oh my, look at that shine in your fur!"
“...Don’t act like we’re close.”
Arrr.
Baekrang, the only sane one in the Gae Gak Sect, seemed wary of Dan Hwa-Yeon’s overly friendly tone.
I mean, they only just met today—how could she open her heart so easily?
And they’d even been enemies not long ago.
“They say if you receive lots of love, your fur becomes shinier. I’m really jealous!”
“Eh? Ahem... Hm... Is that so? Well... I suppose that’s not wrong...”
Even Baekrang ended up giving in.
“What’re you looking at?”
“I brought some secret dango with me...”
“Fine, I’ll have some.”
Even Jeoksa and Cheongsa fell for it!
“Hey, look at her. She’s definitely something else, huh?”
Hoya muttered beside me, gently stroking a container filled with what looked like catnip.
“Krrm.”
When did you fall for her too?
She really did seem to have a knack for handling spiritual beasts.
With that level of skill, there’s no way she would’ve treated them carelessly, which only made her words more convincing.
Dan Hwa-Yeon approaching us this way worked in our favor too.
It helped her blend among my followers and smooth over relations, like a kind of lubricant in the group’s dynamic.
Of course, not everyone was thrilled about it.
Someone was glaring daggers at Dan Hwa-Yeon, their face visibly souring.
“Spider ladies, come here.”
It was Tang So-Yeong.
“Ki-ong?”
Pus and Tus tilted their heads slightly, glanced at So-Yeong’s flat chest, then turned back the other way.
“W-What’s with that reaction?!”
So-Yeong looked shocked.
Pus and Tus crawled right back into Anansi’s arms.
“Ufufu.”
They’d realized it too.
The satisfaction and bliss brought by Gerorong!
Truly worthy of being the Left and Right Guardians of the main sect.
“Gerong...”
I wanted to wedge myself between them too—but held back with transcendental patience.
“Miss Baekrang. May I brush your fur?”
“...Out of nowhere? Hmph. Well, you must have your reasons.”
Baekrang allowed So-Yeong to groom her fur.
Arrrrr...
Of course, it wasn’t long before she transformed into Ice So-Yeong.
“H-Huurgh!”
As punishment for ruining Baekrang’s fur, So-Yeong was briefly frozen solid, then restored.
After that, So-Yeong’s behavior only got weirder.
She tried offering one of her cherished dango to Jeoksa and Cheongsa, only to get bitten.
She tried bartering my scales with the lizards and got caught red-handed by me.
My guess? Dan Hwa-Yeon’s the cause.
Between Dan Hwa-Yeon and So-Yeong, the hierarchy is painfully clear.
Power?
Second-rate martial artist Tang So-Yeong vs. Hwagyeong Poison Master Dan Hwa-Yeon.
Dan Hwa-Yeon wins.
Affinity with spiritual beasts?
Honestly, I think So-Yeong’s slightly better. But judging by what we’ve seen today, Dan Hwa-Yeon wins by a landslide.
Dan Hwa-Yeon wins.
Appearance?
This one... could actually be a close call.
If you liked cute things, So-Yeong would win. Otherwise, Dan Hwa-Yeon had the edge.
Personally? On my scale, So-Yeong scores an 11, and Dan Hwa-Yeon scores a 10.
But factoring in Gerorong bonus points? That’s 3,000 extra right there—so Dan Hwa-Yeon wins in a landslide.
The result: 3–0. A complete defeat for So-Yeong.
And honestly, I was being generous to So-Yeong.
If I really dug into the details, all she’d be left with is emotional scars.
Maybe she sensed it too—that her standing might be slipping.
That probably explains the weird behavior.
I should tell her.
Gae Gak Sect doesn’t discriminate over things like that.
And more importantly, she’s the intermediate doctor of Gae Gak Sect. Everyone relies on her.
“Eiit!”
So-Yeong suddenly locked my neck in a headlock.
“Gehgek?”
What the hell is this?
“How is it?”
She looked at me with hopeful, expectant eyes.
I seriously had no idea how to respond.
“What are you two doing?”
Dan Hwa-Yeon, having spotted the bizarre scene, approached quietly.
So-Yeong’s face immediately sharpened.
“None of your business, okay? Best you mind your own.”
“I-I see...”
Dan Hwa-Yeon still seemed intimidated by So-Yeong.
But perhaps because she’d gained the trust of the other spiritual beasts on the way here, she didn’t back off right away.
“Eiit!”
She suddenly sprinted over and mimicked exactly what So-Yeong had done.
Wait—what the hell is this...?
Squish.
“Kkerururung...”
Ah... So this is what So-Yeong had been trying to do.
It was a calculated attack—making her internal energy pouch press naturally against my face.
So-Yeong’s inner energy wasn’t strong enough to reach me, but Dan Hwa-Yeon’s was more than sufficient.
As her Kkerurung technique activated, So-Yeong’s arm naturally slipped away.
“E-Even the Hero... sides with her...?”
She spoke in a tone that, for once, truly sounded shocked.
Her shoulders slumped as she turned and trudged away silently.
Maybe she’d been feeling more pressured than I realized.
Seeing even me side with Dan Hwa-Yeon now must’ve hit her hard.
Seriously... after all the time we’ve spent together, and she still doesn’t get it?
I stared at Dan Hwa-Yeon, who still had her arms around my neck.
“Hm? Your eyes seem kinda sharp—”
Bonk!
“Argh! Wh-Why’d you do that all of a sudden?!”
This isn’t it.
No matter how you frame it, this could never replace So-Yeong.
The moment that bonk echoed through the air, So-Yeong turned her head sharply.
She was looking at me with a face full of hopeful anticipation.
And so, I walked over and gave her the thing she wanted—what she’d been wishing for the most.
Whirl.
The one thing that only Tang So-Yeong of the Gae Gak Sect can give me.
Her forehead—something I’d never yield to anyone else.
Her signature move, that no one can imitate.
Bonk!
“Hghyaak!”
A crisp, satisfying impact—followed by So-Yeong’s screech.
Yes, this is the feeling.
“Gegegek!”
Tang So-Yeong, when it comes to bonks... you are unmatched.
Walk proudly with that flat chest of yours.
“Yesss!”
Grinning ear to ear, So-Yeong seemed elated.
Whatever had been weighing on her was now completely gone.
“...Wait. Is this really a good thing?”
She muttered something about getting dumber from too many head bonks—but honestly, who cares?
As we kept walking, spending time like that together, the main hall of the O-Dok Gate finally came into view.
*
“The O-Dok Gate Lord has appeared!”
“Hmph. I thought she wouldn’t make it this far—but rotten or not, a Gate Lord is still a Gate Lord.”
Hydra lifted one of its heads out of a massive liquor vat.
It hadn’t expected the O-Dok Gate Lord to make it here.
The plan was for the invaders to kill her—and in the process, suffer heavy losses and be forced to retreat.
If the Gate Lord had resolved herself to die, that outcome was more than possible.
Her arrival here meant one thing.
Dan Hwa-Yeon had defeated all of them.
But something felt off.
There should’ve been a battle—yet she’d reached the main hall this quickly?
That could only mean the battle ended in an instant.
Given the nature of the O-Dok Gate, which specializes in poison, a well-matched opponent could wipe out large groups quickly.
Still... that was too fast.
Dan Hwa-Yeon must’ve pushed herself hard, rushing to neutralize them the moment she heard of the betrayal.
Which meant she must’ve depleted much of her internal energy.
Her forces would’ve been reduced, and she herself would be exhausted.
Hydra expected an easy win.
Even at full strength, the Gate Lord would’ve struggled against Hydra alone—but now there were the traitorous elders and other spiritual beasts too.
There was simply no way to lose.
He raised his heads over the wall, ready to heap scorn on the Gate Lord with all the frustration he’d held inside.
“Kahahah! Look at you, Dan Hwa-Yeon! That pitiful little arm—”
Pitiful little army.
That’s what he was going to say, but the words got stuck.
A legion of venomous beasts, numbering easily over a thousand.
Dan Hwa-Yeon, looking completely untouched—as if she hadn’t used an ounce of energy.
And surrounding her, a host of spiritual beasts with power on par with hers.
No, beyond that—a massive black lizard that far surpassed even her strength.
Hydra’s five heads all thought the same thing.
We’re completely fucked.
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Chapter 332
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