Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 524

Namjon (3)

A faint scent of ink spreads on the wind from the aerodynamic waves. The scent mixes with the white dust clouds flowing here and there, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

At least that’s what Jeongyeonshin felt.

“… … .”

A proposal from the head of the Danju branch office placed on the Wonpyeongil Prosecutor’s Office.

At this moment, not only the silent eyes of the great shareholders, but also the eyes of the world cannot help but focus on the result of the proposal. Because it contains the new appearance of the best wave in the world.

All powers and all walks of life will be paying close attention.

Whether or not certain armed forces, that is, those who made their land their main mission, have changed even a little. What are the origins, character, and martial arts characteristics of some of the replaced members?

Im Jin-myeong also said:

―You will also encounter other questions.

The Shingeomdan Shingeomdae, whose mission area is infinitely wide, has become just how strong it is. Hasn’t it become worse than before?

‘Six armors.’

Jeong Yeon-shin exercised the authority of the highest position in Iphwangseong with the intention of bringing back the most famous sword in the world, the Ipshin Sword.

It is a decision that will virtually affect all aspects of the lives of the true nature masters.

The scroll on the gray marble table was still slowly, yet endlessly, unfolding, threatening to reach the edge of the table.

So many names were written in black, elegant cursive font.

People whose faces he had become familiar with through various events and missions, and people whose names were listed in the directory provided by the General Office. They were all Jeong Yeon-shin’s family.

Swish.

First, I checked the right side. The new swordsman, Shin Hyeol Hwanseong. It seems that he didn’t like the nickname he had come up with after much thought. His face, which was paler than usual, stood out.

Jeongyeonshin called him cautiously.

“Senior Jin, I don’t think there’s a problem with the nickname I gave you.”

“… … .”

A man stood up, lightly pushing aside the heavy marble statue.

Jin Myeong-jo’s gaze was fixed only on the scroll of names. His gaze was so heavy that Jeong Yeon-shin almost swallowed her saliva. The evaluation of a senior whom she always looked up to was heavier than anything else.

Soon Jin Myeong-jo opened his mouth.

“if….”

“Please speak freely.”

“Did you receive the letter I sent you?”

It was a smooth and polite question. It was as if he was dealing with a nobleman in Beijing, without being able to read his intentions at all.

But Jeong Yeon-shin’s complexion actually brightened.

“I received and read the summons while waiting. It was the first time I had heard such a lonely letter. My junior was enlightened.”

“hmm.”

“I was just going to express my gratitude after the meeting ended, so I thought I’d take this opportunity to….”

Jeong Yeon-shin’s words stopped. Jin Myeong-jo shook his head slightly.

“That letter is my last use. It may be presumptuous of me to say this, but there has never been a case where someone from the Blood Corps entered the Shingeomdae.”

“Why is that…?”

It wasn’t Jin Myeong-jo who answered Jeong Yeon-shin’s question. It was Cheonrim Daeju Ha Hou-wi-jin who let out a loud voice from one side. He had a single iron bar attached to his thick arm like a splint.

“Because it’s not suitable for a joint operation. It’s always been an unnecessary appointment.”

Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu, who was sitting next to him, also added a word, albeit quietly.

“The divine swordsman must be as close to perfection as possible in terms of nature. Even if the blood of the treasured swordsman takes its innate energy from the blood of animals instead of humans, if his martial arts and behavior do not match with those of other warriors, it is right to exclude him from the selection.”

In her eyes, a pitch-black light shimmered like a black light.

Wonpyeongilgeomjang, who discusses the biggest issues in the world.

Not a single voice is lowered.

It is truly a natural thing.

Today, it is clear that the greatest power of the Ip Hwang Seong is Jeong Yeon-sin, but he is not as powerful as the sum of all the great shareholders gathered here at the moment.

Unlike Jeongyeonshin, who only had one body, it was also possible for him to spread throughout the world.

It was the same with Cheon So-so, who changed her speech and behavior toward Jeong Yeon-shin to be respectful as soon as she sat down at the Wonpyeongilgeomjang.

“If your mission is long in a remote land, you’ll need to trade with civilians and supplies.”

She pursed her lips, her eyes as blue as jade filled with pure emotion.

“The blood donation guys have to stay separate even if they have to cover their faces. Otherwise, the civilians will cower and won’t be able to move.”

“It’s a perfect opportunity for a surprise attack.”

It was the story of Xiahou Weijin. His voice was low and had the air of a warrior, but he sounded somewhat worn.

These are not words that come from personal feelings.

Jeong Yeon-shin clearly felt it. But he absolutely had to put Jin Myeong-jo in the vice-captain position.

“That part is not a problem. The level of counterattack that Senior Jin has achieved is something that even I have difficulty following. There is no way that the common people would be afraid.”

It’s not because of personal respect.

It was because he was the only senior who could keep up with the speed of the light-hearted and ten-mile-long swordsman who had caught the starting point of the next realm beyond the gate.

The only people who could follow in his footsteps were Namgung Hwasin, who had dissolved most of the elixirs consumed by the family, and the one remaining Shingeommaldan.

‘… Since the Lord Soyeon has passed away.’

Above all else.

The owner of the Dark Night Blood Demon Sword is free from magical energy waves.

It was like that from the first time we met. His facial expressions and his breathing were unwavering and clear.

Unlike Chil Sado, who seemed to enjoy suffering on his own, Jeong Yeon-shin had no need to suppress the power of the waves.

‘I can’t decide on my own. But I have to make it happen.’

Jeongyeonshin glanced across the street.

A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, wearing a long black robe, was having a light conversation with a young man also wearing a black robe.

They were none other than the Mugeukjeonju and the temporary Suncheonikju, both of which seemed to have difficulty moving.

The situation required a miracle. It was the aftermath of the Battle of Bangpa.

“Mudang Jeunjong has completely pierced through Naeseong’s security net. Truly a genius with a sense of humor… The incarnation is no less than you.”

“I am blocked by the Lord of Heaven.”

“That standoff won’t last long. That friend of Changcheon, the one who received the medicine from the Brain Guardian Spirit from Danju, hasn’t fully recovered. We need to give Unkiyosang more time.”

“I will bring the intruder’s head.”

“Huh? I am the disciple of a shaman who has lost the world’s greatest swordsman. I will even take his head.”

“No matter what the circumstances, the main body is currently in a state of war. There has already been enormous damage. If someone has tampered with the inside of the main body without proper notice or procedures, even if he is Jang Sam-bong, he should show his head. There should be no exceptions to the rules.”

“Hey, where are you going?”

“Intrusion is a matter of propriety. The other party’s behavior is far from propriety, so wouldn’t it be right for the sword of life to stray from the equator’s limbs to his neck? I will return before the new swordsman Namgung Mo and Danju Deputy Leader persuade the seniors.”

Baek Gi-rin and Namgung Hwa-shin bow respectfully to Jeong Yeon-shin. However, his name clearly did not exist on the list of Shingeomdae.

“Baekgirin, my friend, I have been looking at you as the only light of the Wonpyeongil Sword Master… Come here!”

Immediately afterwards, he shook off the dissuasion of the master of martial arts and turned around, breaking through the wall and walking out. Of course, the room shook slightly with a loud bang.

The pressure of the Shim Geuk Girin that rose up fiercely even without a sword. The Mugeuk Jeonju, whose body was still not in good shape, was unable to catch him.

“The Wonpyeongilgeomjang remains the same even after time passes. The location is not good after all.”

Xiahou Weijin’s mutterings had the transcendent quality characteristic of the Ming clan.

“Anyway….”

However, it was not like that when he brought up the reasons for disqualification of the new swordsman from the blood corps one by one.

He was very proactive. On the other hand, his courtesy to the head of the group was sharp as a knife.

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly recalled the conversation she had with Yong Hui-myeong. It was after she had received the royal wedding invitation.

―If we were to compare the great masters of nature to swords, there is no other sword than the heavy sword.

-A heavy sword?

―It’s good to pull it out once and strike hard. However, it’s hard to mix in the changes. If you try to make small changes or change the direction, your whole body will melt. Your head will also get dizzy.

-ah.

―But it is said that ‘after the family reorganization, the country will be in ruins.’ Only after I put my family in order will I be able to rule the world, so you too, try to endure a little.

Those who must lead the way forward.

Jeongyeon Shin glanced to the right.

The new swordsman, who was on the verge of being fired, looked as peaceful as ever. It seemed like he had already let go of many things.

I have no intention of arguing. It was the most noble.

‘no.’

Jeongyeonshin thought.

Will I have to fight another fierce battle? And with my seniors, the Wonpyeong Ilgeomjang.

Even if it is an argument, it is bound to consume a lot of mental energy. Besides, what else awaits us after we overcome this adversity?

Her mind became somewhat dizzy. However, Jeong Yeon-shin tried not to show it and opened her mouth.

That was when.

“But, even so… .”

Xiahou Weijin continues speaking slowly.

“Jinmyeongjo is a little different, that’s our conclusion. The things I mentioned earlier were noises that had to be covered up in advance. There are many powerful people who will trip up every move of the original character.”

“yes?”

For a moment, the two questions overlapped, but Jeong Yeon-shin was not paying attention. Ha Hou Wei-jin’s lips were forming a generous curve.

“I saw the rare formless sword pass over with my own eyes. The former Blood Lord is worthy of assisting the leader of the Danju. I have thrown everything into my nature.”

So three people expressed their agreement. They were Ha Hou Wei Jin, Yun So Yu, and Cheon So So. Mugeuk Jeonju also smiled faintly and nodded.

“Actually, there are differences of opinion on the composition of the new swordsmanship unit… but I’m sure that Deputy Danju had deep thoughts. It’s no ordinary feat to have created this many new personnel in such a short period of time. And it’s not just one or two people.”

Mugeuk Jeonju spoke as if he was talking to himself. Jeong Yeon-shin returned his compliment with a silent nod.

‘There’s more… besides the Shingeomdae.’

The General’s eyes were huge.

Even his skills were the complete opposite of Taeyeonryong’s.

First, he immediately assessed the damage caused by the Battle of Iphwang. And he was capable enough to immediately reflect this in the existing reorganization plan.

The original list was already drawn up before Jeong Yeon-sin set foot in Hangzhou. It was the result of him and Im Jin-myeong putting their heads together.

In that way, Jeongyeonshin had been thinking about the new organization of the entire Shingeomdan for quite some time.

Since it was right and they had put a lot of effort into it, I expected there would be no objections.

It seems it was a miscalculation.

It was like that from the moment a girl’s voice rang out with a dignified tone next to me.

“I object.”

But no one listened to Aksurim. Jeongyeonshin pointed to the words ‘Blood-Blooded Pearl’ and ‘Senate Chief Law Guardian’ on the scroll for her, then raised her head.

It was towards the wall that Namgung Hwasin had just broken through with his body.

A shadow of a person was faintly filling the space. The figure with the fluttering robe looked like a fairy shrouded in mist.

[Jeong Gong.]

A woman’s voice rings out loud. It was a familiar voice to Jeong Yeon-shin’s ears.

Jang Bong Joo Se-hwa. Unlike when we first met, he was holding his sword down, and spiral-shaped winds were shooting out from his silhouette.

[I have to come to the main branch’s Haegeomji.]

At the same time, another gust of wind blew from the seat next to Jeongyeonshin. It was only for a moment before a pitch-black shadow suddenly filled the space and grabbed the intruder by the neck.

“A mere martial artist.”

The voice of the contemporary Shin Geum Bu Dae-ju descended eerily.

Truly overwhelming spirit. The murderous intent was so strong that even Jeongyeonshin flinched for a moment. It was clearly a lack of action that had begun to go beyond blackness.

“Do you dare to discuss purple?”

Jin Myeong-jo asks.

Jang Bong couldn’t answer.

It was natural. Strictly speaking, she was not a senior shaman, but rather a later rank. Compared to Shinhyeol Hwanseong, she was greatly inferior.

‘also.’

Aksurim and Namgung Hwasin were forgotten in Jeongyeonshin’s mind.