Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 101

Island vein

The group set out on a path to complete dispersal.

Seven days and nights had passed since Jeong Yeon-shin had her long and short private meeting with the Shin Geum-danju. Soon, it was Mu-chang.

It was a city that decided to break up with the Shingeomdae. It was because there was a post station right in front of Iphwangseong.

“Is this going too smoothly? Not a single one has come. I prepared for an attack even before going to Namjikrye.”

At Yeon-hwa’s words, the other masters of the Shin-geom-dae each opened their mouths.

“That’s true. Our Danju and Namgung Gaju. It’s reasonable to assume that one side won’t be in good shape right after the war. Those guys from Gangho.”

“Well. Are you going back comfortably? In Cheongya Valley, we encountered the Blood Flame Cult, Simmu-ryeon, Yeo-ryeong, and Muryonghoe. How can you say something like that when you’ve encountered four giant waves?”

“That’s right. If it weren’t for the fact that Danju had shown his bluff, those sinister female spirits might have just watched until then.”

“If they are the kind of people who would recklessly attack even after facing the wave of the short-lived sect, they wouldn’t have even targeted the moment right after the end of the battle. The peerless masters who can challenge the purple sect are usually tied up in the vast power structure of the Central Plains.”

“Anyway.”

Aksurim chimed in, making a noise.

“Thanks to the island’s luck. Even in the midst of chaos, you managed to revive Danju. Thanks to you, I can travel quite comfortably.”

She reached out. Aksurim was shorter than Jeongyeonshin. She raised her palm as if she was trying to pat the boy’s head.

As Jeongyeonshin took a step forward, she snickered as if it was fun and patted him on the back.

“He’s like a cat. It would be more appropriate to call him a black cat rather than an island cat.”

There was no need to answer that question.

‘If I just touch your head, you’ll notice. If you’re the evil senior.’

The boy thought.

A short-lived person and the head of the Shin Ya-hyeon family.

I told the new sword master my situation and took care of him. Before he was a peerless master, he was a great senior of the purple swordsman.

It was something he didn’t know how to take, but Shin Geum Danju didn’t show any change in expression while listening to Jeong Yeon-shin’s words.

There were no occasional reckless remarks or actions back then.

-So, you mean you’re going to push me away?

Only the last words were humorous. The reaction of the new sword master was extraordinary.

―There are two purple masters in the Shingeomdan. Just thinking about it makes my heart race. Come up and take a look.

He added that he would be happy to compete with anyone who is qualified.

This is what I heard from the world’s greatest swordsman. It was a goal that I still couldn’t even imagine.

Jeong Yeon-shin had thought that she had recited a sordid family story, but she was surprised to find her heart softening at those words.

Could it be because he took me, a junior of such low status, seriously?

“My condition has improved a lot. It was worth the seven days and nights of hard work.”

The new sword master was whining. He met Jeong Yeon-shin’s gaze and winked. The boy slowly turned his head away.

“This is the main gate of Wuchang!”

The forest of Aksurim responded to Yeonhwa’s shouts.

“The inspections seem quite fierce. The public sentiment is not good because of the famine.”

“Our unit commander, stop being lazy and return to your base. Immediately.”

The new sword master spoke with his eyes wide open. She snickered at his words, which were lower than Aksurim’s in terms of martial arts distribution.

“Well. I’m thinking of putting the Seventeen Great Leaders together for the first time in a while and trying to establish some discipline. I wonder if Magwangikju is still in his true nature.”

He glanced at Jeongyeon Shin and brushed back the hair behind his ears, his expression full of mischief.

The masters of the Shingeomdae chattered among themselves with familiar faces.

“What happened to the senator? Why doesn’t he join us?”

“How can we see the Purple Peerless Master? Unless two or more of the Gupa Jangmunin or Thirteen Heavenly Lords come forward to attack, there is almost no way to harm him in the world. He has already reached the absolute state of non-action.”

“Your assumption is also absurd. The leader of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Heavens. The most honorable people in the world of martial arts are not wandering around like some village dog.”

“What do you think, Elder Magaju?”

“… … Are you talking about the elders? Even if your character seems weak, you are not a great person who would die in the world of martial arts. It is shameful to worry about your kind.”

Perhaps because they were about to say goodbye, the Shingeomdae masters began to talk more. No one seemed to be truly worried about the elder master. The trust in the purple master’s power was absolute.

“Should we really break up now?”

“Seomye, you have broadened your horizons. It was a very creative and unique martial arts.”

“That’s right. It was like that from the recommended method to the prosecution method.”

There are many people who tap Jeongyeonshin’s body like a rock. They are the masters of the Shingeomdan Shingeomdae.

They didn’t seem like the type of people who were particularly famous for being arrogant, even in the martial arts world.

Could it be because we became friends for a week after seeing the fight between Namgung Sejin and the Blue Kirin?

‘That’s a good thing. I’ll have to take him under my wing someday.’

The boy had a thought that anyone would call cheeky.

However, even the masters of the Shingeomdae did not mention the idea of a draft. Jeong Yeon-shin reflected.

That’s because he’s not yet an expert who desperately needs them.

The world of the blue-colored Ip Hwang Seong was so vast.

‘Still, if I melt the experience I gained this time… … .’

What would happen if we incorporated Jeonggadonggong into the soon-to-be-created Simbeop and even improved the operation of Hwan-gang’s true energy?

I thought of the level of Blue, along with Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye, that they were discussing the best of the blue. When we meet again with Shingeomdae, I will show you a different side.

“It was quite enjoyable.”

“Vice-captain, you have to come right away.”

“Our old man Ma, please calm down a bit.”

The banter was also pleasant. Their seemingly light-hearted nature was supported by their military power.

“Let’s go, let’s go.”

Aksurim decided to return briefly with Jeongyeonshin and Mayenjeok. This was because he had to finish his mission report as the leader of the Shingeomdae unit.

“The long sword is good, but don’t neglect the sword technique too much. It is a sword technique with a lot of room for improvement.”

The new sword master changed his farewell remarks into advice. These were the words of a peerless master who had shown the true light sword.

Jeong Yeon-shin bowed her head and expressed her gratitude along with the winning ticket.

“Good luck.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheerful laugh flowed out. Soon, a cool answer came on the breeze.

“You are the only one who wishes me luck.”

Hwaaaaak!

When I raised my head again, all of the Shingeomdae who had spread their lightness had moved away.

Twenty shadows moved forward, blocking out the sunlight across the endlessly wide horizon. The Shingeomdanjus were nowhere to be seen.

“Let’s go.”

Mayenjeok said it was time to return.

* * *

It was the day before Jeong Yeon-shin set out for the battle with Namgung Se-ga.

The sun was bright.

Iphwangseong Cheongummugo (穿金武庫) was another castle within the main castle.

It stands out beautifully with its pure white stone walls. If someone who doesn’t know it sees it, it would be hard to believe it’s a library.

That was because the secrets of the martial arts of Iphwangseong were stored there.

It was called the Compendium of Martial Arts. It was built with the support of the imperial family.

The Dokmunmugi swordsmanship donated by the Bonseong Muindo were also displayed.

But where can you find a library with marble walls? This was the thought that first-time visitors inevitably had.

Usually, such feelings are revealed through facial expressions, but the boy’s face was very calm at this time.

Damn it.

The literary agent in charge of Cheon Geum Mu Go knew him. He had to report to the imperial court when he received the unprecedented secret of the Myeolma Cheong Gang Su.

There have been few times when I have poured so much effort into writing calligraphy on paper.

“Island-style small group.”

“Oh, Master.”

The boy answered the man’s greeting with a refined feeling.

The writer thought absentmindedly. That boy, who has been shaking off his obscurity recently, would probably suit the smell of paper here.

Jeongyeonshin seemed to be getting closer because of the book she was holding at her side.

What would it have been like if I had walked a different path instead of an unmanned one? The writer asked, shaking off the random thoughts that suddenly occurred to him.

“that?”

“I would like to donate it to my true nature. It is my own merit. I would also like to ask for your public judgment.”

Seomye Jeongyeonsin said. It was a behavior of just talking about business without any expectations.

Even a vendor selling candy on the street wouldn’t solicit customers like that.

The scholar-official who had to receive an imperial edict because of the Myeolmacheonggangsu was secretly disgusted.

It was done in utmost secrecy so that the martial arts schools wouldn’t notice.

Magical martial arts.

Even though he had caused so much unseen chaos, the boy ended up getting nothing but small rewards, which made him even more furious.

A rich and powerful country. A military achievement that does not live up to the motto of Zhang Juzheng, who served as prime minister of the Ming Dynasty.

It was said that it was because it was a difficult subject that no one else could enter. It was also impossible to know whether the superior who made the decision was the Ip Hwang Seong General Office or the imperial family.

‘I hope this ends without a hitch.’

I secretly hoped as I took the books from the boy’s hands.

At that moment, Jeongyeonshin opened her lips.

“Oh, your highness, you are good at reading quickly. May I wait until you give me a rough estimate? … I will be leaving soon on a mission, so I will have to leave without receiving the results.”

The evaluation of the donated merit is done from several perspectives.

Before being promoted to the higher ranks, including the Black Lords through the General Office’s senior scribes, the martial arts’ abilities, training methods, and difficulty level are organized.

So, it was the job of the talented writer to put together the outline of the report.

Of course, I learned martial arts. I was proud that my insight was no less than that of a blue-collared master. That was why I was given this position.

“Tomorrow is the mission… … There’s nothing special going on today, so I’ll quickly look over it thoroughly.”

The writer quickly picked up a book. The title caught his eye.

The time is now full of boundless fists.

The cover was simple, with the words “Sihwamugeukkwon” written in cursive. It looked like they had roughly put it together after getting a form from the general office.

The writer turned the pages, secretly smiling at the book’s clumsy finishing.

“… … .”

And then he shut his mouth.

slowly.

It fell into silence very slowly.

Shihwamugeukkwon, Hwanikbo, Shigeukgyeong, Gwanghwageomryu… … .

The four martial arts secrets are passed down one after another. In the silence, only the sound of pages being turned echoes softly.

That was until I read all the books that had the martial arts formula engraved on them.

“hmm…….”

He raised his head with a sigh. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze toward Jeongyeonshin was filled with shock.

The expression alone filled the brief silence.

The writer slowly opened his lips.

“… … As you know, the Dokmun Martial Arts Award is converted into merit according to the unique standards of the nature. The value is evaluated based on the universal power increase of the nature’s martial artists. It does not particularly rely on the eyes of the best masters, but if I were to dare to discuss the martial arts of the Seomye Sohyeop this time… … .”

* * *

Suddenly, the writer stopped reminiscing.

“Listen, I have something to ask you.”

It was a voice full of impatience.

At the entrance to the spacious library, the scholar who was eating at his desk with his writing utensils sighed.

He could guess the details of the matter without hearing any more. There were more than a dozen of these people today. The writer frowned.

“The martial arts of Seomye have been transferred to the upper level of this martial arts lineage.”

He said it. It was the same thing he had said a dozen times.

‘Today is a market day.’

The scribe of the Ip Hwang Seong General Office rubbed his tired eyes. He had to deal with the military officers who kept nagging him all day long.

The position of a secretary of a thousand gold coins was not originally like this.

“That small business is the problem.”

I let it out like a sigh.

A monologue that disappears fleetingly along with fatigue… … .

The young man in the white robe paid no attention to his monologue. His face grew angry, and his voice gradually grew louder.

“Transfer? Transfer! What a miserable thing to say!”

“It is the decision of the General Director. Now, no one can read it. Even if you can’t, you must obtain the official rank of White. The noble Muhak has always been like that. The Grand Director’s intention to encourage improvement… … .”

“What the…! I was born and raised in Iphwangseong! Are you saying that a warrior who doesn’t wear white clothes isn’t even human?”

“The only ones who are officially assigned to the 17th Shingeomdan are the White Warriors. Don’t you know that? Why don’t you try to strike the Iphwangsi?”

The writer responded indifferently. It couldn’t be helped. This wasn’t the first or second time this had happened today.

It was an incident that took place around Cheon Geum-mu-go.

The aftereffects of the transfer of the island’s ancestral home were very serious. The writer cursed inwardly.

‘Shit.’

Currently, news of Dae Namgung Sega’s victory has arrived.

The capital was in turmoil.