Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 105

Island vein (5)

It was a word spoken in a fit of emotion. The murmurings of the writers struck my heart, not my ears.

‘You couldn’t find them? Power out?’

The boy was a guest for the first time.

Are we going to discuss Ma Gwang-ik outside of his power from now on? It’s hard to say that without assuming total annihilation.

Even if all the circumstances said so, it was not something that even Jeong Yeon-shin should have judged that way.

Jeong Ga-jang was nothing. Ma Gwang-ik was his home.

“Island-style small group.”

“this…….”

“You have come to a place you should not come.”

Some of the writers stood up from their seats. They were people who viewed Jeong Yeon-shin favorably.

Each of them was giving a lottery ticket or bowing, but their expressions were uncomfortable compared to their upright posture.

Among the blue Ma Gwang-ik, the only available expert heard the staff’s judgment. Anyone would be perplexed.

“Right now, excluding me, Shin So-bin, and Tae Yeom-ryong, there are twenty-five of us.”

Jeong Yeon-shin tried to keep her tone calm as she spoke.

“I heard what the Geumjomun (金朝紋) scholar said earlier. That the two Baeksangs were killed in battle. By any chance, were you talking about Ma Gwang-ik?”

There was a sound that clearly reached my ears. It said that the bodies of two people were being collected.

“… … .”

“Please tell me.”

Jeong Yeon-shin stared blankly at a man of letters standing in the distance.

As the Grand Master, who had been looking serious from the side, nodded slightly, the middle-aged Geum Mun-sa reluctantly answered.

“… It is said that the bodies of Yu Eun-eun of the Pure Cloud Sword and Do-myeong of the Sanquan Fist have been discovered. It has been reported that the unnamed disciples of the Sichuan branch of the original province have searched for them.”

The boy was silent. He was familiar with the Magwangik Gyeolun Sword and the Sankwon.

There’s no way I wouldn’t know. He’s one of the few white warriors with the magic sword, along with Heonwonchang.

When Jeong Yeon-shin first came in wearing a white martial arts uniform, she showed me around the castle with an unusually excited expression.

After the boy was promoted to blue, they were the ones who treated him playfully and respectfully.

Phew!

The air wave rippled slightly.

It’s not that Jeong Ga-dong has lost his will, but rather that the energy that once arose has become unstable and has become unruly due to a wavering mind.

Jeong Yeon-shin repeated the verse from the Diamond Sutra.

‘Eungmusoju, this is life and death.’

Let your mind flow. This is what I first heard when I was creating the Myeolmacheonggangsu.

It was a sermon by Shaolin monk Soshin and Wonjong Seonsa. At the time, it particularly stuck in my ears.

So, it was made into one of the essential principles of the mind method that was recently being created.

The boy observed his pounding heart.

It was the first time I felt such an inner turmoil since entering the world of martial arts. The sadness and anger were as strong as a torrent.

No, if you want revenge, you must not get swept away.

I took a step back and looked at my own feelings. It was a familiar experience.

Because it was also his way of escaping fear from his limited life.

‘You can take revenge. If it’s too late because you’re already lowly, then cutting off the enemy’s head is a priority.’

The boy thought as a strong man. He completely erased the person Jeong Yeon-shin from his mind.

At the same time, he felt a wave of energy coursing through his entire body. He opened his mouth again.

“There are twenty-three left. When you say they are missing, do you mean that there has been no news or dispatch from the main force, including Ma Gwang-ik-ju? For over seven weeks.”

“… … That’s right.”

The Grand General replied with inward admiration. It was a world where the mind method and mind energy were considered accumulation techniques.

It is no exaggeration to say that the only places that practice Yun-gi Tonap as a mental practice, like writing, are the Gupa.

How many scoundrels in the martial arts world have mastered the most profound methods?

‘He is overly calm for his age.’

I thought as I looked at the island. I don’t know if it has a deep heart, but I felt a temperament that was sharp as a sword blade.

What kind of power will that sword unleash when combined with the boy’s martial arts talent?

Even as the ominous news poured in, I was satisfied as the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Household.

That was when.

“Your Majesty the Grand General.”

“Please speak.”

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong answered the young disciple of the Seongju.

Jeongyeonshin immediately turned her head. Their eyes met.

“Ma Gwang-ik Jeong Yeon-shin requests to go on a trip to Sacheon.”

“I thought you would say that.”

The Grand Master stroked his beard. His face looked uneasy.

Jeongyeonshin continued talking without paying attention.

“Give me a scouting mission. This is a place where the three Gupas, the Thirteen Thousand Three, and even the Tangmun are all fighting for power. Aren’t Changcheon-dae and Suncheon-ik, who are stationed here, struggling to defend their positions?”

“There is no power.”

The Grand General shook his head.

“There are only two Shingeomdan forces currently in the main city. They are the ones who cannot be removed.”

“… … .”

“Besides that, there are a few people left in each unit, and they are all getting a proper rest. The skill of a warrior is at its peak even when resting before pickling. Most of them have finished their missions within a month. Even this headquarters does not have the authority to immediately release them. That is the law.”

It was a sharp story. The tone and meaning were both clear. Finally, the Grand Master concluded with a sigh.

“It is currently impossible to form a separate armed force.”

He is right. The time of unmanned personnel entering the rest period is protected by law.

It was a characteristic of the imperial family. It was said that the masters who had completed their missions did not only focus on training in martial arts.

Kang Ho-in’s life could end at any moment, so he spends a lot of time with his family.

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin kept her mouth shut.

This is an issue that cannot be taken lightly.

All black and blue powers, including the white and blue magic lightsaber, disappeared.

It was not an ordinary incident that could be discussed as a riverside domination.

I couldn’t leave alone, and the government wouldn’t allow me to.

Does that mean I’ll just sit still? No.

“If available power is available, will you allow the mission to proceed?”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. The Grand General, with his eyes wide open, nodded his head coolly.

“It is something we must also consider.”

“I know.”

Actually, I really wanted to call him Iphwangseongju. However, it was a name I couldn’t dare to bring up.

As the guardian of the Heavenly Tree, the most precious thing in the universe, no one dares to discuss her whereabouts.

The Emperor of Heaven never moved lightly.

This was especially true when there was no clear and grand goal like the Blood Flame Cult headquarters.

‘I can’t cross the line just because you treat me specially.’

The boy thought. He tried to give up his desire to rely on the absolute.

“I will gather the personnel.”

Perhaps he had anticipated what Jeong Yeon-shin would say. The Grand General nodded his head again.

Damn it.

That was the end of it. Jeongyeonshin turned around immediately. The hem of her blue robe moved violently.

The literary officials of the General Headquarters, who had taken in the sight with their own eyes, saw him off in silence.

* * *

He didn’t head towards the Magwangik Hall. He turned his steps in the opposite direction. Taeyeonryong, who was standing outside, asked with a puzzled look.

“Where are you going… …?”

“The devil is coming.”

He answered briefly.

When returning to one’s true nature, Mayanjik has something to say.

He told me to come to Maga and listen to Joo Yeon-jeong’s apology.

The boy walked away, trying to grab onto even a shred of grass.

“It seems like something big is going on. Your expression doesn’t look good. Ah, this is a monologue.”

Taeyeonryong, who was following along, said with a grin. Jeongyeonshin opened her mouth indifferently.

“Your speed has been confirmed. You may return to the main hall.”

“No, no. Let’s go together. I hate being free, but this way seems more fun.”

Tae-Yeon-Ryong answered with a smiling voice. He seemed to be full of interest in Jeong-Yeon-Shin.

The boy walked silently without paying attention. He didn’t have the leisure to do things like talk to Taeyeonryong and Daegeori.

After a long time of silence, we walked straight ahead and reached the main gate of Iphwangma House.

Jeongyeonshin looked up at the antique signboard. It said Maga Byeolgak (馬家別閣).

‘The last time I saw you.’

It was when Heonwonchang came up with a plan to put Jooyeonjeong in trouble. Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye were with him.

In every familiar place, the scent of Ma Gwang-ik lingers. His heart has already reached Sacheon.

The boy decided not to choose the means.

“Your Majesty.”

It was one of the gatekeepers who were whispering among themselves with a look of bewilderment on their faces.

He approached Jeongyeonshin cautiously and gestured back. It was a very polite gesture.

“There were orders to lead you straight ahead at any time. Please come inside. But the person next to you is… … ?”

“I am a servant.”

“Oh, I see. You may bring it with you.”

The gatekeeper spoke with a faint, nervous smile. Jeong Yeon-shin nodded silently and stepped forward.

He didn’t pay any attention to Taeyeonryong, who was looking at him with a dumbfounded expression from the side.

The scenery of Iphwangma was no different from usual.

The garden was lush and green, as if it had been regularly tended to, and the pavilions in the inner courtyard were lined up neatly.

Jeongyeonshin went forward without hesitation. She had been telling people to call her maternal grandparents.

“Yeonshin!”

The news came quickly. There was already a boy coming out.

Sharp eyes and a handsome face. He was Masain, the successor to the Iphwangma family.

As soon as I saw Jeong Yeon-shin, the stern disposition typical of a prestigious family disappeared. Her bright smile was quite picturesque.

“I heard you came back! I was just watching since you’ve only been back for a few days. I guess that’s how everyone else is.”

He welcomed me warmly. Could it be because Jeong Yeon-shin gave me some words of encouragement at my coming-of-age ceremony, which I can’t even remember clearly anymore?

Apart from the flirting between the collateral royal family members, Masain’s favor seemed to grow with each passing day.

At first glance, there was a glimpse of admiration for Jeong Yeon-shin.

“You don’t know how much interest there has been in the island of Magwangik these days. It’s a hot topic. In just a few more days, there will be people who will come to Magwangik’s pavilion in person to ask you for advice on martial arts.”

He said with a smile. Jeong Yeon-shin nodded silently.

Masain, who was swiping at him with smiling eyes, glanced at Taeyeonryong.

He stopped following Jeongyeonshin and started looking around Maga’s halls.

“Who is behind you? His prayers are extraordinary.”

“servant.”

“Um… … Okay. How about we talk about it as we go in? You know, the adults here don’t spend a lot of time getting ready for things like clothing.”

“okay.”

Jeongyeonshin started walking side by side with Masain.

Suddenly his eyes turned to the jade stone in his collateral cousin’s hand.

It was a jade stone the size of a child’s fist, but it had a strange aura. The color of the sea was beautiful.

Masain noticed the gaze and snickered.

“It’s called a Bo-ryeong-ok (寶靈玉). You can use it to check how much pure energy you have accumulated. It’s mainly used by the martial artists of the main family when they practice deep energy. To check the density of their internal energy.”

“I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

“It was made by the Iron Tribe.”

Tae-Yeom-Ryong suddenly intervened. The way he spoke to Jeong Yeon-Shin with a sarcastic expression on his face, like a servant, suited her very well.

“Our master couldn’t help but know. If he didn’t have a connection with the Iron Clan, he wouldn’t be able to get it, and on top of that, he’s a consumable.”

“Consumables?”

“What excellent insight.”

Masain smiled faintly. It seemed like he didn’t believe that Taeyeonryong was a servant in the first place.

“Yeonshin. This is how it’s written.”

It was a moment. The Bolingok caught between Masain’s fingers cracked.

The lines that spread across the entire jade stone looked like a piece of land cracked by drought.

“To avoid generating a tidal wave, you just need to keep the amount of internal energy and push in only one line. The purer the energy, the more cracks there will be. That’s why it’s called a consumable.”

“I see.”

Jeongyeonshin replied. It was something that would normally be of interest.

Not now.

All I could see was Joo Yeon-jeong, the elders of the Iphwangma family, and my maternal grandfather, Mayeon-jeok, walking towards me from a distance.

“I’ll give you one. It’ll be quite interesting to look inside.”

Meanwhile, Masain placed another Bollingok in Jeongyeonshin’s hand.

I wonder if he feels indebted to Jeong Yeon-shin, who gave up the position of successor early on.

It seemed like he wanted to give something.

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin faced the adults of Iphwangma. Mayeon-jeok opened his mouth with a face that looked like he was about to hug her.

“Yeonshin-ah. Thank you for coming here. It seems that Sein-i has given you a Boreongok as a gift. It’s really nice to see you.”

“Grandfather.”

When Jeong Yeon-shin formally took the lottery, the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth fell. She seemed disappointed.

That was when.

“Island beauty.”

A woman in pitch-black attire opened her lips. Her aged face was very graceful and her dignity was sublime.

Royal Family’s Joo Yeon-jeong. Ma Se-in’s mother.

He was a martial artist who had mastered the martial arts of the imperial family, known as the Eight Techniques of Golden Immortals, to the extreme.

The gaze was noble from the start. The temperament of the elders lined up behind the yellow horses was also just as noble.

Each of them stared blankly at Jeongyeonshin.

The pressure was truly immense. The waves of energy that came without my intention felt like a tidal wave.

“I am meeting the elders of my maternal family.”

The boy who greeted them suddenly looked at his right hand. The moonlight shining on the Bolingok he was roughly holding was splendid.

“I have come to you to make a request in the name of my neglected blood relatives.”

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke calmly. At the same time, she raised a ray of energy to overcome their presence.

I thought things would get better if I showed them something.

Without a single wave, the inner strength of Jeonggadonggong penetrated into Boryeongok.

The bead reacted immediately. It did not crack like the sight Masain had shown.

It just disappeared.

Saaaaa―

Scattered like dust.

The soft moonlight shone on the powder that rose like steam above Jeong Yeon-shin’s hand.