Becoming the Swordmaster Rank Young Lord of the Sichuan Tang Family Chapter 97

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< Episode 96 >

‘It smells bad.’

Yeon Myeong thought as he walked. His eyes, hidden in the bamboo leaves, indifferently scan the surroundings. I saw ordinary people making a living in their own way. However, many of them harbored some strange aura. Although I hid it quite well from the outside, I couldn’t avoid the feeling that my name had reached its peak. Although the lung pulse was limited in achieving this, it only affected the range of Qi sensation.

It can’t be anything but strange. Sacheon is already in a situation where it is no different from the world. Who are they, hiding their identity and hiding in Hyeonyangchon?

For a moment, I thought that Yeon Myeong might be targeting me, but I soon decided that wasn’t the case. Not only did he kill the rats he was spying on as soon as he left the family home, but the route of movement was also decided on the spot by Jang Gil, who was in charge of the guide. Moreover, those who had an alien spirit looked wary at the group with their faces covered with bamboo and cotton thread, but they did not seem to recognize them at all.

Surprisingly, the curiosity about their identities was easily answered.

[Magic energy.]

‘Magi?’

Yeon-myeong questioned the food spirit Heong-cheong’s words. Of course, I didn’t ask because I didn’t know what Magi was. Doesn’t Magi refer to the unique power of those who have mastered the martial arts of magic? It’s just because I encountered it for the first time. In his past life, Yeon Yeon-myeong only focused on training to see the end of his sword in Simsan Yugok, and he had no involvement with the martial arts group.

[You mean you don’t know Magi? Hmm, considering his age, it’s natural…]

Hearing mumbled as if it was unexpected and trailed off. Looking at the way Yeon Myeong has shown so far, it is not strange to say that an old man who has lived for decades has gone through a transformation. However, seeing that she couldn’t recognize Magi, I thought she was just a kid with only a little experience.

‘Why did the demonic cult’s idiots come here?’

[Do you guys understand? All you have to do is catch a few people and kill them.]

Heong Heong smiled and spoke indifferently.

Yeon Myeong felt uneasy. In a way, isn’t the purpose of going to the Sacheon Branch because of the Demonic Cult? Kunlun and Gong are working together to attack Ma Jiao, but traces of Ma Jiao have been discovered in a village near Chengdu. You can’t help but be concerned.

However, Yeon-myeong did not show it and moved to the blacksmith shop. From the looks of it, the companions didn’t seem to notice anything strange. The demonic cultists who were wearing the masks of civilians here and there in Hyeonyang Village were very good at hiding their energy, as if they had received professional training.

“Come on!”

As they entered the blacksmith shop, a person who appeared to be a field leader welcomed Yeon Myeong and his party with a loud voice. He did not seem to find it strange that the group covered their faces with bamboo or cotton thread. Their eyes only lit up when they saw that all four of them were wearing military uniforms without any weapons.

Yeon Myeong said.

“I came to see the sword.”

“You’re a swordsman! Now, all the things on display here are swords. I don’t mean to brag, but even so, they’re far superior to most items in the capital.”

The head’s words seemed to be true when he added that he had settled down here in Hyeonyangchon not because he had no skills, but because of the territorial nature of the place. Yeon Myung-myeong had previously traveled to every corner of the capital regarding the issue of establishing a top tier. In the meantime, I met Hyeonso and Taeheo from the communal faction.

Compared to the swords made by the provincial field leaders I saw at that time, it had a definite rough feel as it had no decorations, but the natural name could be recognized just by looking at the blade. These were swords that had been properly forged and tempered.

“It’s enough to shout loudly.”

Yeon Myeong picked up the swords one by one and lightly tapped the tips with his fingers and said. The task was to determine how well the sword absorbs shock through small vibrations. The field manager who saw this opened her eyes wide. To identify a sword in this way, not only did she have to strike the sword with the same force every time, but her senses had to be sensitive enough to fully feel the subtle vibrations. This is something that only kendo experts who have reached the level of advancement can do.

The field manager’s eyes, who knew at a glance that it was not a pretense, sparkled with strange excitement.

“I didn’t know we would bring this guy out today…”

The field manager took out a long wooden box from a quiet place. Soon, the wooden box opened with a clicking sound, and the group, except Yeon Myeong, was startled.

A sword with a violent air was lying on a thick layer of cloth.

“This is something other than a legacy left behind by my master. He finished it when he was about to save it, but passed away due to a chronic illness. I took over and finished it, so what do you think? If this is enough, it can be called the masterpiece of a lifetime… ?”

“I have opened my eyes. I can’t believe there is a sword like this in the world…”

“…It wouldn’t be surprising if it made a name for itself as a famous sword right away.”

“Even I, who don’t know anything about swords, am heartbroken by this prediction, but the swordsmen will be absolutely thrilled.”

In response to Yajang’s words, Jang Gil, Jegal Yeongyeong, and Tang Mi-ryeo each spat out a word of praise. However, the eyes of the Yajang were only fixed on Yeon Myeong. It seems like an excellent swordsman wants to be recognized by his obvious name.

This was natural. Parents feel joy when their children receive great recognition. To him, the fieldmaster, this sword was like a child he had raised with great care.

It was separate from selling the sword.

Finally, Yeon-myeong’s mouth opened.

“It’s a great sword. What’s its name?”

“Yam (New Demon) It’s the Yam Sword. It’s the name my teacher gave me.”

To cut down a demon, it was unknown why the sword was named that way. I just thought that with this level of prowess, it would be able to cut down any demon.

It was definitely a sword worthy of being ranked as a famous sword. However, Yeon Myeong soon took his eyes off the yam sword. It was definitely a sword that a swordsman would want.

Isn’t this a weapon in which the art of sharpness is constantly displayed?

However, in this life, I promised myself that I would live without lifting a sword as much as possible. For a normal life. Right now I just needed an ordinary sword to use as a trick. It may be used occasionally, so as long as it is reasonably sturdy, it will be sufficient.

It was then.

“…Last time I definitely asked for the best sword.”

What is it? There was a boy coming in with his long black tail and a frown. He appears to be of noble status, as he wears clothes made of cast and hem and is accompanied by guards and a man who appears to be an attendant.

The field leader said in great confusion.

“Confucius. This is….”

“Ah. That’s it. It’s a good thing you came.”

The boy, Yeoncheong, nervously interrupted the leader. He was in a very bad mood right now. A few days ago, on his birthday, he was told by his grandfather to tell him anything he wanted, and he said he wanted a real sword. He was not without money, but because he was still young, his maternal grandfather and father did not allow him to use the Jingeom. So he asked permission.

As Yeoncheong had learned the Daeseongsimbeop and Heuksageombeop close to Daeseong, Hyeonyangmunju Nam Jinsun readily allowed him to use the Jingeom. When Nam Jin-sun gave permission, Yeon Woo-jung also had no choice but to nod.

Yeoncheong immediately ran to the blacksmith shop and told him to bring out the best sword. Yajang brought out several rather handsome swords and said that they were his masterpiece, and Yeoncheong bought one he liked and was wearing it. Although he was young, he was able to wield a long sword properly due to his outstanding growth.

Today, Yeonsancheong happened to hear about four outsiders who came into Hyeonyangchon. They said that no one could see their faces because they were made up of a man and a woman and were wearing bamboo and cotton yarn. Yeonsancheong, who was considered likely to be the next head of Hyeonyangmun, the powerful figure in Hyeonyangchon, was curious. What are they doing, and how did they come into existence? It wasn’t difficult to figure out that they had gone into the blacksmith shop.

So Yeoncheong came to the blacksmith shop following the suspicious group. What was this? Isn’t the Yajang showing them the sword that he didn’t show to himself? Even at a glance, the sword contained in the long wooden box was spilling out extraordinary treasures.

Yeoncheong felt betrayed and embarrassed. How dare a mere village leader fearlessly deceive himself in Hyeonyang Village?

I felt like I had to set an example by punishing others.

“It looks like you really want to die. I can’t believe you are mocking Confucius.”

“No, no, Confucius. It’s a misunderstanding…!”

The mayor was horrified and begged. In Hyeonyangchon, it was difficult to live well outside the eyes of Hyeonyangmun. In particular, Hyeonyangmunju Nam Jin-sun’s favorite grandson, Yeon-cheong, was famous for having a strong mentality despite his young age. If he said he would kill him, there was a good chance he would actually kill him.

Meanwhile.

Yeon Myeong looked at the boy with interesting eyes. To be precise, he could sense the guard troops lined up behind the boy, and numerous hidden presences spreading around him. From the beginning, I had sensed that they were approaching. I had no idea things would turn out like this.

‘Is there thirty people?’

It was a strange thing. I felt only a not so great energy from the boy. In fact, he had achieved quite a lot of achievements for his age, but in the eyes of Yeon Myeong, he just seemed to be at an extremely ordinary level. The problem was that thick magical energy could be felt in the thirty people hiding around the boy. As expected, he was secretly hiding his energy, but he could not avoid the feeling of his natural name.

Jump and jump.

The boy fearlessly walked up to Yeon Myeong and spoke in an angry tone.

“Get out of the way. I have to kill that bastard right now.”

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“Or, shall I kill you first?”

As Yeon-myeong stood still and did not move out of the way, Yeon-cheong spat threateningly.

“Young guy has a rough mouth.”

“what?”

“There is always a worthy owner for a valuable treasure. At your level, you cannot handle this sword properly. You must try it for at least twenty more years.”

“You bastard!”

Yeoncheong became enraged and pulled out the sword from his waist and tried to swing it. Although he had not yet reached great prowess, his black sword technique had reached maturity. The physical strength that it lacks as it has not yet fully grown can be more than compensated for by the Great Strength Simbeop. Even the best young masters would not be able to withstand Yeoncheong’s own sword.

However, before Yeoncheong could draw his sword,

Wow!

With the sound of something breaking, Yeonsacheong’s new model was thrown backwards. Yeon-myeong, who instantly closed the distance with the secret secret of divine law, flicked his middle finger towards Yeon-cheong’s forehead. There was a fairly deep mark the size of a fingernail on Yeonhwacheong’s sprawled forehead. A truly humiliating sight.

“Confucius!”

The guards who were watching the situation from behind came rushing in, drew their swords, and surrounded Yeon Myeong and his party. However, neither Yeon Myeong nor Jang Gil or Dang Mi Ryeo showed signs of nervousness. The escort troops seemed to be from a Korean-American samurai family and were of a mediocre level. If you put your mind to it, you can take on Jang Gil or Dang Mi Ryeo alone. Zhuge Yingying took a step back and watched the situation with his eyes shining.

“Hey, kid.”

Yeon Myeong called Yeon Cheong, who barely came to his senses. When Yeoncheong, who was frowning, was about to swear something, Yeon Myeong continued.

“What do you have to do with the Demonic Cult?”

That moment.

There were shadows emerging from all over the place as if they were lying.

As many as 30 Demonic Cheonwoldae were revealed.

< Episode 96 > End

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