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◈ New Sword (6)
Among the people surrounding Jeong Yeon-shin’s bed, the shoulders of several of them slightly dropped.
It seemed as if he had consciously suppressed his body from flinching without any sense of dignity. It was a state of exquisite unity of spirit and energy.
The power is black. There are only stars like stars.
‘That person is… … .’
Jeongyeonshin’s eyebrows rose slightly. Even in the thick dust, one person was clearly visible.
A tall, skinny middle-aged man. He is called the Mukshin-gun in the martial arts world. His martial arts skills give him a distinct presence.
The Emperor of the Extinct Islands.
Perhaps because he had an extremely thin face, his facial features stood out like blades.
Was it to correct the discipline of his fellow shareholders? There was a pitch-black light in his sunken eye sockets.
“Myeolseom spoke well. Why are you causing trouble by destroying the wall?”
The two men, with their arms linked, pretended to clap. Even though Myeolseomdaeju was staring at them, they stubbornly avoided eye contact.
She stood up to face Jeongyeon Shin and instead leaned her back firmly against the back of the chair.
“Why did you hit the jackpot?”
A gust of wind rose with a harsh voice, and in an instant, the dust in the room was blown away in all directions.
Inyoung, who had ropes dangling from her waist, created a gust of wind with a single gesture.
Saaaaa―
The appearance of the Heavenly Dragon Lord Wei Zhijie was revealed. He was looking at the evil forest fiercely with his sharp chin down.
“I thought you guys would do this. Look how you barged in as soon as Seomye said it was okay. Are you done with just getting better?”
“We have something to say. We sensed greed from the wave of evil senior’s power. We must have asked about the battle at Unhoebong with the intention of monopolizing the conversation. Isn’t that right?”
The Great Master of Heaven asked calmly.
“… … .”
No answer came back.
Aksurim glanced down at the legs he had placed on the bed. The largest shadow he had cast, the Heavenly Forest Lord Xiahou Weijin, laughed heartily.
“There’s no need to ask. Isn’t Black the best when it comes to not being able to pay for something? Since we’re all here, let’s start the meeting.”
At the same time, the suction power of the empty space flowed from all directions. The sandalwood chairs were drawn in on their own.
The place where Jeong Yeon-shin was lying was the bedroom of the Sipjeonmunju. Beyond the wall that had been shattered by the intrusion of the great lords, there was a meeting place where the major and minor matters of the sect were decided.
In the office on the other side, a large Taesa sword flew towards Xiahou Weijin.
Kung-kung!
It wasn’t long before nine black men sat around the bed.
Above the ceiling, which had holes here and there, the Myungryu Daeju and Yullyeong Daeju were sitting roughly, looking down.
The Great Leader of Myeolseom Island, who had been looking around, opened his mouth.
“I will make this place the Wonpyeongilgeomjang. Any objections?”
“I will stand as a guardian.”
A cold, smooth voice was heard. It was a voice that came from outside the bedroom.
The Emperor of Myeolseomdaeju turned his gaze.
“Your Majesty, do you have any objections?”
“Even though all the seniors say that they are close to their juniors, I still can’t believe it. When I see them today, all I see are pitiful people… … .”
“I respect you.”
The Myulseomdaeju slowly nods its head. Unlike other black ones, it does not fight pettily.
Jeong Yeon-shin was deeply impressed by both Jin Myeong-jo, who was standing far away, and the new emperor here. They could be said to be the pillars supporting the Shin Geum-dan.
“Island beauty.”
“Yes, senior.”
Jeong Yeon-shin turned her gaze towards Myeolseomdaeju while lying down, leaning against the bed.
Perhaps it was because his face was expressionless. The Black Three Gangs were a person whose thoughts were hard to guess. The air around them was heavy.
Myeolseomdaeju, who was scanning the scars carved into Jeongyeonshin’s body, slowly opened his mouth.
“You need to be a little more stable. Since we don’t know what will happen and when, you need to solidify the state of unity between the spirit and the soul. We will move our hands and feet.”
The characteristics of the black-faced people are all different.
Among them, Myeolseomdaeju has a heavy temperament that can be felt on the skin.
Even words that bordered on advice felt like orders, and an intangible pressure flowed from his body even though it didn’t seem to be specifically intended.
Jeongyeon Shin collected the lottery tickets while sitting down.
“I appreciate your advice, but I cannot be bothered by it.”
“Do as you wish.”
As Myeolseomdaeju was changing his words heavily, Bukgung-ah, who was sitting with her legs crossed on one side, gestured outside.
“The ones who rule this land are here.”
“What is your identity?”
“Commander Do Ji-hwi and Po Jeong-sa. I heard you have something important to say.”
“I’ll bring it in after the meeting is over. Let’s start now.”
The Great Lord of Myulseom said. There was no black one opposing it.
Jeong Yeon-shin slowly looked around. Even now, she still couldn’t believe the incredible sights. The gathering of so many seniors was something that simultaneously destroyed the common sense of martial arts and the world.
“I have some questions.”
“Speak first.”
A soft voice. It was the Lord of the Sun Mok Commandery, Cheon So-so.
She was examining Jeongyeonshin’s body more obsessively than any of the other lords in this place. Her two eyes were shining blue, as if she had activated her ophthalmic technique.
‘Do you consider what happened in the Dragon’s Formation as a debt?’
Jeongyeonshin bowed to her and slowly pulled her lips away.
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“I wonder about the whereabouts of the Seonmokryeong, Cheonrimdae, and Suncheonik soldiers. Are they all safe?”
“Isn’t that obvious? Rather, the old-school Malko and the middle-class people are doing the work that they could never do.”
Xiahou Weijin spat out harshly. When he met Zheng Yanxin’s eyes, he smiled fiercely.
“The Yunhoebong Cheonrajimang was a siege net made up of only the elite. After sending those guys away, the remaining ragtag group was scattered throughout Sacheon.”
“Are you talking about the remnants of Sima Weidao’s forces?”
“Yes, those are the ones who make life the hardest for the common people. The so-called masters tend to enjoy the bribes of the lower class while working hard to cultivate themselves.”
It was said that the remaining Sapa powerhouses in Sacheon were being trampled. Cutting down grass roots and destroying clans. It was something that the old faction could not do.
“I told you to return to your hometown when the work is done.”
Cheon So-so added. Jeong Yeon-shin inwardly agreed.
The standing forces of Iphwangseong Fortress in Yangyang are at least two out of seventeen.
Of course, it was a power that included black, but its current nature was virtually empty.
“Don’t worry too much.”
Mugeukjeonju, sitting at Jeongyeonshin’s feet, said.
Jeolgeudeok―
It seemed as if he had read his junior’s mind. He looked peaceful as he continued to wiggle his prosthetic leg as if unconsciously.
“The number one Mugeukjeon is staying in the main city along with Myeolseomdae. Yeoeuicheon is also ignoring various missions and is wandering around Yangyang. So… … .”
The Mugeuk Jeonju who had been speaking stopped moving his prosthetic leg.
“It seems that our lords have some time to focus on you for a while.”
His eyes were transparent. His gaze, quietly looking at Jeong Yeon-shin, was filled with many emotions.
That gaze was no different from the other black ones. It seemed as if Jeong Yeon-shin’s every move was being watched with awe. It felt like even her internal energy and breathing were being examined.
At that moment, Myeolseomdaeju opened his mouth again.
“Yeouicheon. The character ‘Cheon’ (泉) in ‘Spring’ signifies independence in finding one’s own mission. It is the name that Bukgung-ah received after pestering the lord. On the other hand, the character ‘Ryeong’ (靈) in ‘Seonmokryeong’ signifies a divine mission. It is to eliminate those who make the land unusable, and to invigorate the land’s energy with the secret arts of the famous clan. Both are extremely important.”
The tone was strange. Jeong Yeon-shin blinked once.
I remember when I first learned about the work of the Magwangikju. It felt like I was being introduced to a job that I should know.
“At that time, the Lord of Yeoui was extremely irreverent. If it weren’t for his talents, martial arts, and lineage, he would never have ascended to the position of the Great Lord.”
The man sitting opposite Bukgung-ah calmly sarcastically said, “Soyeon Daeju Yoo Jeong-myeong. He is a famous person with ears like the tip of a knife.”
He is famous for his outstanding achievements in the field of medicine, and he was the first person to plant a flag on Unhoebong Peak.
Bukgung-ah snorted.
“That’s not something a monkey who can’t have even one of them should say. Isn’t it enough to have three?”
“Can Yeo-ui-cheon ignore the mission assignments of Dan-ju?”
Jeongyeonshin asked quietly.
Yeoui Cheonju Bukgung-ah’s smile deepened. It was a somewhat hostile smile. It seemed as if she was provoking him.
“If you give them a specific order, they’ll probably follow it reluctantly. But I don’t know if the mission will go well.”
“Senior Bukgung is close to Jecheon Daeseong, so he will be able to do well in anything.”
Jeong Yeon-shin spoke with confidence.
In that moment, the line hanging from Bukgung-ah’s lips became blurred. It was because of the thought that had penetrated directly into the upper chamber. It was different from when he had been flattered by the Pojeongsa.
“uh…….”
“Disobedience is punishable by death.”
A woman’s low-pitched voice cut in from the ceiling.
Jeongyeonshin slightly raised her head. Her gaze immediately met with that of the swordsman sitting on the roof.
The Yullyeongdaeju Yunsoyu.
He greeted her with his eyes, his jet-black hair flowing down like silk. Jeong Yeon-shin, who faced him, nodded and realized the importance of this occasion.
There is no one who does not have it.
It is literally a place that has reduced the world to a small size.
He gently stroked the front of his uniform. A small, raised texture brushed his fingertips. It was the black contact, the swallow white lotus, who had returned after reaching the ten-story building.
“If you can’t disobey the orders of the short-sighted group… wouldn’t it be difficult to disband here?”
“What do you mean, disbanding already? It was so refreshing to give those Gangho carnivores a beating. Let’s stay together a little longer.”
Aksurim, who had been keeping silent as if to save face, intervened. She then added quietly. You almost died.
Soyeon Daeju Yoo Jeong-myeong and Cheonryong Daeju Wi Ji-geuk did not agree.
“It is obvious how the world will react. Those who like to talk will start talking about treason.”
“That’s right. It’s not like it’ll work out if we just sit here.”
The discussion continued.
The point was their whereabouts.
Now that the treatment for Magwangikju was over, I had to decide what to do.
As the Great Master of the Law said, there is no such thing as a disobedient spirit in the city of Iphwang. Regardless of what the eyes of the entire world thought, it was important to follow the authority of the Ipsin Sword (入神劍) held by the Great Master of the Law …
“I don’t think Danju gathered us here for no reason. There must be a change.”
“The Thousand-La-Ji-Mang I saw here. Its scale was very strange. I’ve never seen thirteen thousand guys gather like that… It must have been some very clever scheme… … .”
“The martial arts alliance that the Jeongpas established in Hanjung has changed, and the atmosphere of the martial arts world has changed. We cannot help but worry about individual factions being defeated. If we disband without any other means, some people will definitely suffer.”
“Anyway, worrying about Danju is unnecessary. He’s someone who will survive no matter where he is.”
“They say that the lifeline of a peerless master is made up of innate luck and innate wisdom. Among them, Yong Danju has a particularly strong lifeline.”
The frustrating story was repeated over and over again.
The power of the black people gathered in one place was too great. No matter where they went or where they were, they could not help but be followed by eyes.
They were the strongest in the land, so they had to protect themselves.
Today, the eyes of the common people who had been betrayed by the great lords for a moment, the eyes of the imperial family who were witnessing the sword in their hand move on its own, the eyes of the entire martial arts world including the Thirteen Heavenly Kingdom and the Eight Legions who were eyeing the Emperor’s Castle… … It was a situation where it was difficult to make a rash decision about anything.
Jeong Yeon-shin’s martial arts have finally reached the world. The world will be on edge even at the slightest movement.
‘But we can’t stop there. We need to create a variable for Danju, who has lost contact.’
He suddenly got up from bed and crossed the threshold outside.
Damn it.
A halo of light followed his path. The other lords’ curious gazes followed its end.
Jeong Yeon-shin was now looking down at two middle-aged men. Each of them was wearing red official attire and armor. They were the commander and the commander of the military police.
They eavesdropped on the meeting of the lords from a distance and then flinched back.
“We will be leaving soon.”
“If you leave, where… … ?”
The commander asked, trying to keep his hand far away from the scabbard. His eyes were constantly scanning the rumored Magic Wand.
A young man of a young age who could be called a peerless handsome man. Contrary to rumors that he was crazy, his neat demeanor caught the eyes and ears of high-ranking officials.
‘I’ll be summoned to Pojeongsa and Beijing soon… I have more to talk about.’
Then Jeong Yeon-shin continued speaking.
“If you are the commander, aren’t you in charge of all military affairs in Sacheon?”
“… That’s right.”
“You must have a map showing the world. We blacks have the right to look at it, but we cannot carry it around privately because fighting is our business.”
“Why is the map… … .”
Jeongyeonshin turned his gaze toward the shattered bedroom. His seniors were looking at him.
“If you go straight up from here.”
Jeong Yeon-shin continued speaking.
“One of the thirteen heavens must be a stopover. Amyajeon and Taemosanseong must be in a straight line.”
It was a fleeting moment. The line of fortune flickered at the lips of the Emperor of the Great Island of Destruction.
“… It depends on which official you use.”
“Wouldn’t it be okay to have one on our way apart?”
The young man asks again and again.
None of the seniors shook their heads. Only Aksurim peeked out.
“Are you going to do it on the way? About Geumsimunju… … .”
* * *
Word of the Yunhui Peak Grand Tournament spread like wildfire. It was the biggest event to have happened in the martial arts world in recent times.
The nearby breakwaters, as well as all the martial arts schools that heard the news, stopped their plundering and expansion of power.
Only Sima Wei, the thirteen thousand, and some of the Eight Great Powers actively moved according to some kind of strategy. They each had their own territories that they had firmly established over a long period of time.
“Ihwangseong has finally gone crazy.”
“It’s incredibly surprising… but it won’t last long.”
“Just because the royal family is focused on the north, it is impossible for them to ignore the people’s livelihood… … .”
“How much of the destruction method of the island’s Mu-maek has been secured? Move it to the top agenda of the main text.”
“Scan every road leading to Beijing. If you can pull out the sprouts… … .”
Then one day.
The country’s thirteen black swords marched north.
It was a speed that surpassed all rumors.
People from all walks of life in Sacheon belatedly followed them, but only a very small number of people, including Taoist monks and nuns, succeeded in catching up with them.