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Side story 203. One-Won-Won Comics (3)
Woohoo.
The magic energy in Yu Sang-cheon’s body became somewhat dangerous.
His whole body was drenched in sweat. His closed eyes shook wildly under his eyelids.
‘let’s go.’
The black gourd magpie was entering the next stage.
The road to the next stage was originally long and arduous. But for some reason, my magical energy suddenly became stronger this morning.
When I looked closely with surprise, I saw that the magic itself was moving to change.
Even Yoo Sang-cheon didn’t know what had happened. He could only guess that something had changed due to his recent feelings of urgency and discomfort. After all, magic was more affected by emotions than other divine arts.
As a result, he spent the whole day working on his moves, and eventually found himself facing a huge wall just before he could advance to the next level.
‘We have to break down this wall.’
I could break it. I had that much confidence.
However, once you start breaking down this wall, you can’t stop. If you keep going all the way and still can’t break it, your magic might actually regress.
He came to his grandfather’s residence to help Yi Cheon-sang. If the magic regresses here, he will be in for a truly great disappointment.
‘No, that’s not true. He said that change is as important as progress. Even if we regress, we can’t miss this opportunity.’
Yoo Sang-cheon bit his lip.
The cracked lips split and blood flowed out.
‘let’s go!’
Kwarrrrung.
The black gorum wave slammed against the wall.
For a moment, my back felt like it was going to break. It was so painful that my eyes felt dizzy.
Yoo Sang-cheon kept biting his lips. His torn and cracked lips soon became tattered.
‘One more time!’
bang!
This time my body shrank.
For a moment, I almost lost my cross-legged position. I wondered if it could really be this painful.
Yoo Sang-cheon held onto his senses until the very end. Going to the next stage meant that all the blood vessels and veins in his body would be opened.
It’s just a matter of increasing one’s level, but the change in his body is fundamental. That alone will raise his strength by several levels.
‘I’ll break through even if I die!’
Again, black rags poured down like waves.
Boom!
Blood gushed out from Yoo Sang-cheon’s nose and mouth.
There was a crack in the wall. At the same time, the black gorum that had been rushing in was shattered. It was a failure.
‘No! Again, again… …!’
I tried to put the fragmented magic back together somehow, but it wasn’t easy.
It seemed impossible to recover through willpower. The moment that thought occurred to me, the speed at which the magic dissipated became even faster.
‘f*ck! Is this how it’s going to end?!’
That was when.
Phew.
An unknown energy flowed from my head.
It was an extremely small energy. Even though Yu Sang-cheon, who was half out of his mind, caught the energy, he couldn’t recognize what it was.
hook!
The incoming energy instantly concentrated the black gorumagi.
Immediately, Yu Sang-cheon’s mind completely returned. He instinctively used his magic.
Kwarung!
The magic that surged in like a wave broke down a huge wall.
In that moment, Yoo Sang-cheon felt his entire body cool from head to toe. He felt pain that made him feel like he was going to lose consciousness, but then a cool breeze blew through his entire body, and he felt like he was in a state of ecstasy.
Ugh! Ugh!
As all the blood vessels were opened, the density of natural energy entering with each breath also changed.
The amount of energy pouring in was also different. It was so great that I was shocked by the increase in both quantity and quality, that I could not believe that this amount could be delivered in one breath.
‘Wake up!’
He quickly burned the qi and transformed it into magic energy, and piled it up in his dantian.
The new Magi was of much better quality than the old Magi.
As high-quality magic energy came in, the quality of the existing magic energy also improved. The dantian, which had difficulty handling the magic energy, grew in size on its own to create a spacious vessel.
More than half an hour had passed like that.
“Hoooo.”
Yoo Sang-cheon let out a light breath and opened his eyes.
Flash!
A sharp glare appeared in both eyes.
He slowly got up from his seat and looked down at his hands.
‘That’s amazing.’
If I just apply a little force, it feels like black flames will burst out from both my hands.
As his internal energy changed, his body also seemed to change. In fact, the change in magic also seeks to change the physical body. His body will gradually change into more flexible and strong muscles and bones over the course of several days.
Pure joy appeared on Yoo Sang-cheon’s face.
“You were lucky.”
“Yeah, I was lucky.”
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Yoo Sang-cheon turned around in surprise.
On a small rock, a white bone spirit was drinking alcohol. He looked up at the moon with his back turned and made a ritual, looking like a fairy.
Yoo Sang-cheon’s face immediately hardened.
The White Bone God said in a calm voice.
“Have you finally reached the bone of Heukgoru?”
“… … .”
“I don’t know whether to say it’s slow or leisurely.”
Yoo Sang-cheon said coldly.
“What are you doing here?”
“This guest house is my home. Who would say anything if I had a drink in my house?”
“… … .”
“What are the achievements of the White Bone Society?”
“If you have any questions, I will answer them.”
The White Bone God smiled bitterly. It was an expression that could not be seen where Yoo Sang-cheon was standing.
“Baekgolsu is an excellent scholar, but it is a craft that can be interpreted much more freely and colorfully than you think.”
“… … .”
“I will watch to see how well a child with such mediocre talent like yours can grow.”
“Don’t worry. At least I won’t ruin your reputation, Elder.”
“You speak well.”
He called him Elder, not Grandfather. Even so, the White Bone Demon’s voice did not waver.
Yoo Sang-cheon, who had been quietly staring at his back, turned around.
At that time, the White Bone God said.
“This footnote has arrived.”
“… … ?!”
“I lent you my seat because I thought you liked it. Go say hello.”
Yoo Sang-cheon ran out to the pavilion without answering.
The White Bone God, now alone, looked up at the moon again.
In the big, clear moon, there were two people I could never forget, even if I died. Young and handsome faces, faces with smiles that made me feel good just by looking at them.
The eyes of the White Bone Demon shook.
‘You guys, stop showing up. How much longer do I have to live that you keep urging me?’
He knew those two kids wouldn’t rush him.
Rather, I knew that I wanted them to live long and happily ever after.
But also, the White Bone Demon knew that even if he died, he would fall into a different place from the two children.
However, the line to hell was so long that if I could just see the two children for a moment, that would be enough. If the King of Hell could just give me that moment, I really couldn’t ask for anything more.
The White Bone God, who had been looking up at the moon for a long time, emptied his glass again.
“… … Ugh, I’m drunk.”
* * *
Shhh!
A black blade slashed through the air.
‘It felt like this.’
Hell’s sword, no, hell’s magic.
Perhaps this magic also has its own name. Yi Cheon-sang did not bother to find out about it. Even if he had tried to find out, there was no way to know, and for him now, it was enough to be hell.
‘wind.’
I remember the cold wind at that time.
A sword wind of such great power that it shattered countless arrows with a single blow, that even he himself was surprised when he unleashed it.
‘It was a strong enough wind to cause strong vibrations in the air. It wasn’t just about cutting down enemies with the wind of the sword. With that vibration, I could launch another attack on the enemy or solidify my own territory.’
Woohoo.
I poured my inner energy into the Seven Nights.
It was still a transparent magic. Even though I didn’t have any particular magic skills to learn, I was able to use these skills with extreme precision.
‘Still just getting started.’
Just by swinging a martial art in a real fight, you can quickly pass the beginner level.
However, it was not Hell’s Way or Seven Treasures. Although Man-ap-geum-ma-jang was better than the other two, it was only a little bit better than the initiation.
‘It’s really difficult.’
I swung the Seven Night Sword several times, but I didn’t have the confidence to control the wind.
It seemed like I would have to actually cause a storm to know. But if I caused a storm here, it would be uncontrollable and I would end up burning everything down.
‘I can’t imagine.’
In the end, Lee Cheon-sang had no choice but to give up the Seven Nights. As with other martial arts, these martial arts in particular seemed to have an inevitability of real-life understanding.
‘Still, this is okay.’
If you’re stronger than before you fell, you’ve become stronger, not weaker.
The problem was my inner strength.
If I continued to stay in this state, it would be difficult to properly display my martial arts skills even if I achieved something in the future. I thought I would feel at ease if I first firmly controlled this damned internal energy.
‘… … I feel relieved.’
Now I think that way too.
Lee Cheon-sang shook his head and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts.
“Your Majesty!”
Before we knew it, Yu Sang-cheon appeared in front of the pavilion.
“You’re here.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, that’s okay.”
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.
“You have achieved great success in martial arts.”
He came here in a hurry, but he started talking about his achievements in martial arts, making people who were worried look like they were insignificant.
Yoo Sang-cheon chuckled without realizing it. This person really seemed to have changed, but he hadn’t.
“I was lucky.”
“It’s hard to develop this much just by being lucky.”
He said that he had tried hard. Yoo Sang-cheon shook his head.
“I guess that’s not a good thing. So what happened?”
“Somehow it was handled well. However, the future is the problem.”
“Are we fighting again?”
“I don’t know.”
Lee Cheon-sang looked up at the sky.
“The vacation will be over soon. It’s time to go back.”
“It’s good to hear that. You survived so well despite all the chaos in the civil war.”
“No, that’s not welcome news.”
“yes?”
Lee Cheon-sang thought about the value of his own existence.
Regardless of whether he was valuable or not, he was already labeled as a dangerous person. If he went back to that state, only the Yaksha Commander would be in danger.
‘I didn’t think about that part.’
If he had died while running wild in the civil war, the sparks would have spread even to the Yaksha Commander.
I got the answer to how to live, and I went wild. Thanks to that, I clearly knew my own limitations and the situation of the civil war, but if I had really taken just one wrong step, the commander would have bled.
“I must see the Lord.”
“Okay, go ahead and get back.”
There is no return. Lee Cheon-sang thought it was better that way.
‘Even if I want to go back, Do-heon is holding me back. He has lost his wings now. I’m not even sure if the White Bone Demon will take him in.’
Since it had come to this, I felt like I had to be with Do-heon, whether I live or die.
Lee Cheon-sang said.
“If we go into the side story, people’s perception will be focused on the Yaksha spirit.”
“yes?”
“I will wait at Jamiru. I want you to bring the Lord.”
“Your Majesty?”
Although it was strange to be asked to call Yang Baek-ho in the middle of the night, Yoo Sang-cheon nodded immediately.
“Okay, I’ll bring him over right away.”
In this way, Yoo Sang-cheon left the residence of Baekgol Shinma.
“Is this a breakup?”
The white bone demon appeared on the wall and asked with a smile.
“Yes.”
Lee Cheon-sang looked at the moon.
“It’s weird that the more people you remember after drinking, the more you feel like you’re missing out.”