Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 327

<Episode 105: The Imperial Palace (1)>

Chaoyang, northern Hubei Province.

A hidden house surrounded by cliffs.

A middle-aged man with long eyebrows and a shaggy expression appeared in the still-hot blacksmith shop.

As he appeared, the masked men who had been hiding like shadows around the blacksmith shop revealed themselves.

They pulled out their weapons and put them away when they saw the middle-aged man.

One of the masked men bowed to him.

“Are you here?”

A middle-aged man asked the masked man.

“Him?”

“You said you were going to be away for a few days.”

“Are you leaving the seat?”

The middle-aged man frowned.

It was strange that he was away when the sword would be completed in only five days.

I thought I'd be waiting anxiously for a long time.

The masked man asked him.

“Did you retrieve the sword?”

“Here it is.”

In response to this question, the middle-aged man handed over the sword wrapped in a leather scabbard he was wearing on his back.

There was no need to recover it in the first place.

This was because he had kept this sword from the beginning.

“He will be very pleased.”

The masked man accepted the sword politely and spoke in an excited voice.

Then the middle-aged man asked.

“I have something to report. Do you know where he went?”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you.”

"hmm."

As expected.

He was the type of person who didn't completely trust anyone, no matter how close they were to him.

But even so, it wasn't like it couldn't be found out.

The middle-aged man looked at one of the masked men.

Then, the man sent a message as if nothing had happened.

[A report has arrived that the whereabouts of Mansasin have been found.]

[All the gods?]

[Yes. It seems like he went directly to the palace.]

The middle-aged man's eyes became narrow.

Mongju, who was currently in charge of tracking down Mansasinui in the palace, was his own person.

If he had found Mansashinui's whereabouts without telling him anything, it meant that Geumsangje had another source of information that he was unaware of.

'You still don't trust me.'

Even so, it didn't matter.

It's not far away now.

When that time comes, parting ways with him will happen naturally.

* * *

Lingshan, Guangxi Province.

The headquarters of the Blood Cult's stronghold.

Three masters were engaged in a duel in the underground training hall dedicated to the cult leader at the main cult headquarters.

It was a fierce fight that left the smokescreen made of jade, which was known to be harder than a sapphire and could withstand attacks with considerable internal energy, in shambles.

-Papapapapak! Boom!

The three peerless masters fought each other while keeping each other in check, but not a single one was pushed back.

But there was one person who was at a disadvantage here, and that was Iljon Dan-wigang.

Although he was a master who had overcome the wall, he was at a significant disadvantage compared to the other two masters because he had to deal with them only with his unfamiliar left arm.

-Chatter chatter chatter!

Nevertheless, his sword was sharp and mysterious.

Baek Hye-hyang, who was staring at him without any hesitation, couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

“You seem stronger now than before you lost your arm. Iljon.”

“Hahaha, are you only going to be the vice-chairman?”

The unit of Iljon Dan-Gang could not hide his satisfaction at the now stabilized Baek Hye-Hyang's inaction over the wall.

He too had been watching Baek Hye-hyang since her childhood.

'I'm sure the former leader would be proud of it.'

It wasn't easy for a woman to become like this.

Moreover, I couldn't help but feel proud that I had overcome the wall at the age of only twenties.

“It is the Hongbok of our school. Isn’t it? Samjon.”

At those words from the first lecture, the gigantic Samjon Gigi-Gyo-Gyo Hae-Ak-Cheon laughed heartily and answered.

“Hahaha. With such an excellent leader and such an excellent vice leader, our sect will soon be able to conquer the sect.”

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the current power of the Blood Cult has surpassed that of twenty years ago.

Even at that time, it was said to be the heyday because there were two superhumans, but it is difficult to compare it to now.

There are already three superhumans in this seat.

What is even more surprising is that these three combined cannot surpass the power of one cult leader.

“Enough small talk, both of you, just jump in.”

Baek Hye-hyang provoked the two venerable men.

It was at that moment that they were about to fly the new model again with a smile on their face.

A knock was heard at the entrance to the training ground from outside.

-Thump thump!

Soon someone pushed open the wall at the entrance to the jade stone and came inside.

He was none other than Lee Jong-seo.

When Seogalma appeared, Haeakcheon shouted in an excited voice.

“Will Seo join us too?”

Seogalma frowned at his words.

I would like to do so, but the confrontation within this place has already crossed its own line.

I might have gotten injured if I rashly participated in their training.

“That’s all. Vice-Chief, a telegram has arrived urgently.”

"telegram?"

Seogalma approached Baek Hye-hyang, who was looking puzzled, taking out a letter from her bosom.

She asked, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead.

“Have you already received a reply from Unhwi?”

“No. The news will probably reach the leader within today or tomorrow.”

“What kind of telegram is that?”

In response to her question, Seogalma handed over the letter and said.

“How should I say this…..”

Hae-ak-cheon asked him, who was speaking as if he was in a difficult situation.

“Did the Murim Alliance guys do something?”

“That’s not it.”

“But why are you hesitating?”

“That’s…they say the cult leader has been appointed as the leader of the Martial Arts Federation.”

'!!!'

The three people were puzzled by those words.

For a moment they doubted their ears.

Clearly, didn't the cult leader So Yun-hui head to the Martial Arts Federation to capture Geum Sang-je?

But what kind of ridiculous news is this?

“What does that mean?”

Baek Hye-hyang asked with a frown on her beautiful eyebrows.

Then Seogalma reported what he had received.

How did their leader become the leader of the Martial Arts Federation?

When Hae-ak-cheon heard this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahaha! Why did you go all the way to the Martial Arts Federation to catch that gold medalist or something? This guy, no, the leader had it all planned out.”

It was truly devastating news.

Even when he was my disciple, he was unpredictable.

Who would have imagined that someone with the status of Sogeomseon would do something like this?

What's more interesting is,

“The leader of our school is the leader of the Martial Arts Federation. Kek kek.”

This news made Hae-ak-cheon very happy, as if he had never seen anything like it in the history of martial arts.

Even the taciturn and emotionless Iljon Dan-kang was astonished.

“Your Majesty is truly bold.”

He was so bold that I couldn't even imagine what would have happened if he had been caught.

But since I knew his true power, I wasn't particularly worried.

“If this is the case, it’s no different from our sect taking over the Martial Arts Federation. The leader is the leader, after all. Kkeukkeuk, isn’t that right? Vice-sect leader.”

Baek Hye-hyang muttered with the corners of her lips raised at these words of Hae-ak-cheon.

“That’s like the man I chose.”

It was a compliment that was very typical of her.

Although he spoke arrogantly, he seemed satisfied with the news.

Seogalma cautiously spoke to Baek Hye-hyang.

“Vice-Chief…but.”

“What now?”

Baek Hye-hyang listened, wondering what interesting news he would tell next.

however,

“They say that the current leader is called the best swordsman in the world within the sect.”

“The political party?”

The corners of Baek Hye-hyang's smiling mouth twisted in an instant.

* * *

Two days later,

-The returning situation is really interesting.

“Phew.”

A sigh escaped me without me realizing it at the sound of Sodamgeom's crackling voice.

The author, the former leader of the Martial Arts Federation, hit me in the back of the head like this.

It turned out differently than I had intended.

-His fame soared to the sky.

My bone hurts.

It's a case of properly passing the buck.

No matter how much I think about it, he intentionally elevated me as a swordsman to the world's best swordsman.

He is a person who never does anything that would harm the party.

-Oh, that's right. That's what made the Jeongpa Sogeomseon the best in the world.

I guess so.

That way, the position of the Jeongpa Murim will become stronger.

I deliberately pushed it aside and thought about it.

-The Blood Cult will really hate it.

I think so.

Perhaps Baek Hye-hyang might ask what on earth she is doing.

It is not that I received the title of the best in the world as a blood demon, but rather as a swordsman.

I might have to act again later to reverse this relationship.

-Well, at least you achieved your goal. From being a spy to a leader.

As the guy said, I was unanimously appointed as the leader of the martial arts world when Baek Hyang-muk, the leader of the martial arts world, gave up fighting.

There was no such thing as an inauguration ceremony.

In front of the numerous sect members who had already gathered for the martial arts competition and election of the grand master, the elders officially declared that I was the new leader of the martial arts alliance.

It was total chaos at that time.

They say that the youngest leader of the martial arts alliance in history has been born.

I still can't forget the sight of tens of thousands of martial artists in the stands cheering and chanting my name.

However, it would have been better if he had been called Jin Woon-hwi instead of So Woon-hwi.

-You'll reveal everything someday, right?

It may not be right now, but won't that time come?

Anyway, there are things that need to be taken care of first.

Originally, the plan was to capture all of the Golden Emperor's traitors in the Martial Arts Federation and leak information through them that could be used to lure him in.

But something more urgent came up.

It is finally revealed that the whereabouts of the God of Mansa, who had disappeared, have been revealed.

The one who reported this was Song Ja-baek.

[A message came from our school. They said they found the whereabouts of Mansasin.]

According to the guy, apart from relaying this news to me, our school has already dispatched someone to the palace.

But there was a variable here.

I wanted to trust and leave it to Baek Hye-hyang and the school, but the whereabouts of Man Sa-shin were not discovered by the spies in the palace, but were revealed when he appeared at an official event.

[He or his brain will move directly.]

Seolbaek predicted that either Geumsangje or Noejang would take action directly.

I think that's what I expected.

All the plans that Musangseong, Blood Cult, and Martial Arts Federation had already failed, and even the existence of Geumsangje was revealed when I exposed his identity.

He will definitely try to get his hands on Mansashin by any means necessary.

-The key is to get rid of it first.

That's right.

Otherwise, we won't be able to return Baekryeon-ha and Seobok to their original state.

I tried to revive Seo Bok who had been frozen and find out what he had done, but I had no results at all.

I even tried to recover it by smashing its head just in case.

In conclusion, I needed Mansashin's help.

-It's a good thing there's Seolbaek.

okay.

Seolbaek continues to freeze Seo Bok's head with cold air to prevent it from melting.

But it would be difficult to do that if you stick with it all the time.

Before that, the key is to secure trust in everything.

I looked at the magnificent palace walls in front of me.

The whole place was lit up with torches, and it was a spectacular sight that couldn't be compared to the Martial Arts Federation or the Musangseong Fortress.

'It's been a while.'

Before my return, I entered this palace once as part of the Martial Arts Federation's temple corps to meet His Majesty the Emperor.

He was unable to meet the emperor and had to return after staying in the outer palace for a while. Fortunately, he had memories of that time and was able to use the teleportation technique to get to the imperial capital.

Since Mansasinui is said to be the Emperor's personal physician and is treating him, he is probably in the palace where the Emperor resides.

'First, go inside the outer palace and disguise yourself as a guard or someone…'

We will infiltrate the palace, secure the Mansashinui, and then escape immediately using the Shukji method.

Thanks to the magic trick, it seems like I'll be able to succeed easily.

-Still, be careful. I said that none of the Blood Cult's traitors have succeeded in infiltrating the inner palace from the outer palace.

That's surprising.

Maybe it has something to do with the hidden power of the palace that I heard rumors about.

Anyway, I guess I should go inside now.

-Woooow!

First, to the outer palace reception room…

-Paang!

“Huh-huh!”

At that moment, the body that had been sucked into space was thrown out.

I couldn't figure out what this was.

I clearly folded the space based on what I remembered at that time, but instead, I was bounced back by an unknown force.

-what's the matter?

I don't know either.

I guess I'll have to try again.

It could be that this was a time when there was no outer palace reception room, so somewhere else.

-Whoooosh! Bang!

“Huh!”

As I folded the space again, my body was thrown back.

An unknown force was pushing me away, preventing me from folding space.

I tried twice more, but the results were the same.

'Is there nothing I can do?'

I don't know why, but it seemed like there was no other way than to disguise yourself and infiltrate directly.

First, we need to jump over the wall and enter the outer palace.

It was at that moment when I was about to climb up.

'huh?'

A procession of torches appeared at the gate of the castle.

A luxurious carriage was in the middle, with what appeared to be royal guards in front of it, holding the imperial standard along with another standard.

It was none other than a flag with the word “Gyeong” written on it.

'Hoo.'

* * *

Inside the carriage.

There was a beautiful woman wearing the official attire worn by princes and the military attire worn by fourth-rank military officers.

She was a gisaeng, also known as Yeonsaeng.

Originally, she was just a gisaeng trained to protect the King in secret, but she fell asleep and woke up to become a guard.

King Gyeong said to Yeon-saeng, who was biting her lips and looking anxious.

“Don’t be anxious.”

“However, Your Majesty, God…..”

“It’s okay. After all, the King and the other princes are afraid of your rumors, not of your actual inaction.”

Yeon-saeng was a young woman who had never entered the palace before.

He was worried that something might happen if he went in as a guard to protect the King.

“Your Majesty. If you are caught for no reason, not only Your Majesty but also the gods will be said to have insulted the royal family…."

“Huh. It’s okay. Anyway, no one in the palace….”

It was that very moment.

-Woooow!

The space inside the carriage shook and someone appeared.

“Huh?”

"majesty!"

Yeon-saeng was so shocked by the sight of a woman in green attire that he stopped drawing his sword and lost his mind.

'!?'

That was because the woman who suddenly appeared had a face exactly like his own.

“All, you…..”

-Tata tak!

Before she could say anything, her blood flow was so intense that she fainted.

When King Gyeong saw this sight, he was not surprised, but rather his face brightened and he said:

“Yeonsaeng-ah!”

“How have you been, Your Majesty?”

ⓒ Hanjungwolya