Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 568

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Taejonbirok Volume 23, Episode 18

Chapter 126: Lazy Man, Getting Trained (3)

“Eeeeeechwi!”

As he began to charge forward, he felt the force of the sword attacking him. Wei Yanhu coughed repeatedly, but his legs didn't rest.

As the smoke began to fade, a large wall came into view. I leaped over it, and soon a bright light appeared. I was finally free from the thick smoke that blocked even the light.

“Whew!”

As soon as I was free from the smoke, I took a deep breath. The fresh air entering my lungs made me feel alive.

The poison entering the body is being completely purified by Baekmuhan's internal energy. While there is no risk of poisoning, the pain and discomfort that accompany the process remain.

Shouldn't people live breathing clean air?

“Shut up!”

Wei Yanhu, who had taken a deep breath and adjusted his posture, began to run with shining eyes.

He runs wildly around the poisonous smoke that flows out of the castle walls and spreads out.

Tatatatat!

Every time he hit the ground, it shattered. And as the speed increased, a gust of wind began to blow behind Wei Yanhu.

Tatatatatatatatat!

The speed increases.

The gusts are blowing harder.

“Huh huh?”

“Hey, what is that?”

Contrary to Wi Yeon-ho's expectations, the people who had been watching Dok-yeon from a distance without thinking much about it began to raise their voices.

A huge gust of wind blew. The gust of wind, which stirred up dust, began to envelop the poison.

“What is going on?”

The common people and those of low rank were unaware of what was happening. But those who did were surprised by something else entirely.

“That crazy…….”

Jang-il trembled.

“Now it’s all over the place.”

Peng Do-geuk shook his head.

“Amitabha, you are a benefactor who does not seem like a human being.”

Musan clicked his tongue and shook his head.

Although Zhuge Liang could not see clearly how the situation was unfolding, he peeked his head out curiously, and Wi Jeonghan and Shin Gi-su watched the whirlwind that Wi Yeon-ho created with their mouths wide open.

“Is that okay?”

“……What can I do with what I see?”

The new detective stuck out his tongue.

'He doesn't seem like a real human being.'

Even the poisonous demon, which burst the poison it held within its body and created a massive blast of venom, was inhumane. But the one controlling that venomous smoke with the wind pressure it generated by running was even more inhuman.

How fast do you have to run to do that?

“……Now it’s flying.”

“…….”

Wei Yanho, who was running on the floor, started kicking the air.

Um… what did you call that?

A walk in the air?

Or maybe it's a hollow thing?

‘It seems a little different from that… … .’

But what does the name matter? Whether it's Heunggongdapbo or Neunggongheodo, the only difference is the method, but the concept is similar.

People can only walk and run by kicking the ground. As the use of internal energy deepens, progress is made not by kicking the ground, but by kicking the energy of the ground.

What if the operation goes deeper?

Even if the ground isn't solid, you can still gain enough strength. This is the realm of flying on grass, or running on water, like flying on water.

And what if the macroeconomics operation becomes deeper?

You can run on empty air.

It's not that there's nothing. Even if nothing is visible, the void is filled with everything. There's air, there's dust. When you reach a state where you can manipulate your energy with extreme subtlety, you can even kick away the air in the void and lift yourself up.

This was the so-called legendary realm of empty steps.

however…….

'That's not a walk in the park.'

"Heunggongtapbo" literally means "walking on empty air." But Wi Yeon-ho wasn't walking right now. He was running, kicking the air as if it were ground.

“That bastard is like that….”

Shouldn't people live with some common sense?

Now, I'm running through the sky and falling down.

“Ewww!”

Wei Yanho let out a loud roar and stretched out his sword to the side.

Ss …

The sound of air being torn apart.

A sound you rarely hear in life sounds refreshing. The afterglow of the sword's light stretches out.

“Huh… Heh heh.”

Wi Jeong-han stared blankly at the scene.

How should I describe that sight?

To put it in crude terms, it looks like a large green mass wrapped tightly with a pure white rope.

“It’s decreasing.”

“It’s shrinking…….”

“That’s shrinking.”

The toxic smoke, pushed by the wind pressure generated by the Wei Yanhu, gradually pushed inward. It climbed back up the wall it had just climbed, and began to regroup just as it had spread out.

“……It’s solved.”

“That solves it.”

“A crazy guy solves that.”

Exclamations flowed out. Even the wise man blinked, unable to speak. What he saw was simple, but everyone present understood how remarkable it was.

Even capturing a small wisp of smoke with one's hand is beyond the average person's ability. Even a skilled drone would likely shake their head if asked to capture a spreading wisp of smoke.

That's what acting is. Isn't acting about somehow escaping even the slightest gap?

But now, Wei Yanhu is not just a small smoke, he is pushing a huge smoke that could cover the entire city with just the wind pressure he has created with his body.

“Oh, really…….”

The new detective ended up laughing in vain.

Even when he killed Sima with a single blow and drove Dokma to self-destruct, it wasn't this absurd. That wasn't simply a matter of brute force.

If Kwon Geuk were here, could he do something similar?

It's impossible.

Even if the power of the Kwon-geuk were doubled, or even tripled, there would be no answer. Moving at that speed, it would be impossible to deploy internal energy with such precision. This was a miracle, a feat only Wei Yanhu could currently achieve in the Central Plains.

“I, that…….”

It's getting narrower.

Wi Yeon-ho, who had pushed the poison smoke into the main body of the Jeongmu Alliance, began to run, closing in on the poison smoke. A long white light stretched out, tightly enveloping the poison smoke without leaving a single gap.

Now, the Dokyeon figure was completely invisible. A pure white light enveloped the entire Jeongmu Alliance headquarters. It was as if a hemisphere of light had engulfed the headquarters.

The hemisphere is gradually shrinking.

I just assumed it was because I could see it. If someone had described this sight to me in words, I would have slapped them on the back of the head, telling them to come to their senses. Otherwise, I would have asked them if they were dreaming.

Although he was a brilliant detective who was second to none in terms of eloquence and expression, he lacked the confidence to explain to others what he was seeing.

Even with the trust he's earned so far, it's hard to avoid the question, "Has this old man lost his mind?" Wi Yeon-ho's actions are just that outrageous.

"……her."

The hemisphere gradually shrank, becoming as small as a house. Then, it grew to a size barely large enough for one person.

There is poison trapped inside me.

'What are you planning to do here?'

What we've seen so far is absurd enough. But the real challenge starts now. I can't continue to hold onto my domineering self.

If you don't deal with that poison properly, you'll only end up buying some time.

'But how do we deal with that?'

The new detective's face darkened.

You might think that now that the spreading smoke has been concentrated in one place, all that's left to do is deal with it. But that "dealing" is the real problem. How do you deal with that smoke?

If someone were to collect the poison and ask you to dispose of it properly so that it doesn't leak out, how would you respond?

There is no way.

It would be best if we could cover it and confine it, but I lack the courage to withstand that level of venom. Even if such courage existed, it's not here right now. To deal with it, we'd need to bring in all the top-tier poison containers stored within the family, at the very least, by the elite of the Sacheondang family.

But when?

No matter how inhumane Wei Yanho's actions may be, he can't continue like this. It'll be half an hour at most. You want me to bring something to deal with that poisonous smoke within that half an hour?

'It's impossible.'

Besides, even if I could block it by covering it, the floor wouldn't be able to hold up. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no other way.

The new detective took brisk strides forward.

“Old, military man.”

"Get out of the way. I can't seem to get that thing to work right now. I'll have to get closer and take a look."

“Hmm…….”

Wi Jeong-han nodded, perhaps believing he had no other choice. Then, he and Shin Gi-su flew into the main building. Jang Il-deul followed suit.

Woof woof woof!

A closer look reveals even more clearly the absurdity of this situation. Wei Yanhu was barely visible. He swirled around the smoke with incredible speed, perfectly enveloping it, preventing even a single wisp of smoke from escaping.

It's a great thing, it's an amazing thing.

Just the wind pressure hitting his face made him realize how great a job Wei Yanhu was doing.

But that's all…

That was the moment.

Woof!

Something vibrated, and then the dazzling hemisphere of light suddenly disappeared.

"omg!"

“Eek!”

“What, what is it!”

Before the panic could even subside, the situation before my eyes became starkly clear. Wei Yanho, his face pale, stood on his knees before Dokyeon, who had shrunk to the size of a human.

“Whew! Whoosh!”

Just by looking at his trembling limbs and pale, exhausted face, you can tell how much Wei Yanhu is struggling right now.

Are you tired?

'Are we ruined?'

If Wei Yanhu was exhausted and could no longer suppress his smoke, then there was no other way.

Should I run away? Or even throw myself at it?

The moment when the new detective's head spins wildly!

Wei Yanhu began to do things he had never imagined.

“Hoooooooooooo.”

Deep sigh.

It was a sigh that made the earth tremble. At the very moment when everyone thought even Wei Yanhu had given up.

“Ss …

Wi Yeon-ho stretched his head forward and inhaled all the poisonous smoke in front of him.

“Heeeeeeek!”

“What, what are you doing, you crazy bastard!”

“Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha!”

Musan's constant chanting of "Bulho" seems to be a prayer for paradise. But it's too late to stop him.

Wei Yanhu sucked up every last drop of poisonous smoke, leaving nothing behind. The sight of the green smoke escaping into his mouth was vivid.

"I……."

Then, the change began.

Through his tattered, torn clothes, Wei Yanho's body began to turn a vibrant green. Centered around his lower abdomen, his entire body instantly became tinged with green, as if paint was spreading.

“…….”

Wi Yeon-ho's body sways.

Wei Yanho, who had stumbled and then stood up on one foot, looked at everyone with a face dyed a bizarrely green color.

“I think I drank a little too much.”

“…….”

He looked like he would make even a ghost run away.