Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 106

Island vein (6)

“What the… … Did you connect the hearts of the non-partisan faction?”

Masain muttered in confusion. The elders standing in line were also greatly alarmed.

The complexions of many people changed. It didn’t look like they had been praying deeply.

It seemed as if he wanted to tear his lips apart at any moment.

“It’s closer to Shaolin than to the Wudang faction. However, they wouldn’t have pressed down and saved energy like that either.”

Taeyeonryong whispered to himself.

“You are the Taeyeonryong. You don’t do it? You are wrong. It is true that you cannot do it. You also have the ability to do it.”

The only one who nodded with a smile was Ma Yeon-jeok.

In the midst of all this, a cold voice rang out.

“Did you state your rights and demands yourself?”

Joo Yeon-jeong spoke in a cold tone. It was different from her son, Masain.

His eyes only fluttered once. His gaze staring at Jeongyeonshin was straight and intense.

She didn’t show any sign of intimidation even with the purple master by her side.

You must know Ma Yeon-jeok’s affection for Jeong Yeon-shin.

Indeed, the demon’s warning has been given.

“Who are you questioning now? Step back.”

“Seomye, that child is talking about his family and his rights and demands. It’s Maga’s business. Are you entangled in personal feelings and intend to give your liver and gall to the blue-haired master, Magwangik?”

“What did you just say?”

“I hope your Majesty will not be angry and will understand.”

The argument between Ma Yeon-jeok and Joo Yeon-jeong began. Joo Yeon-jeong didn’t even blink an eyebrow.

The angry face of the man was only flushed red.

It seemed like Joo Yeon-jeong’s position was stronger than expected.

It was like that from the beginning, when the elders had serious faces and did not say anything.

Although the ecology of the aristocratic families is not different from the political world of the Forbidden City in Beijing, it was difficult to understand when looking at Ma Yanji’s position.

Even if your martial arts level has dropped, that’s still the case. Aren’t you the leader of the Shingeomdan?

– Did your mother get a martial arts degree? It’s an absurd sight.

Jeong Yeon-shin openly sent a message. It was a question directed at her collateral relative. A response came back immediately.

-You’re quite perceptive.

Masain spoke with a bitter expression. His complicated feelings were evident in his answer.

Maga’s martial arts are not regular martial arts.

It was recently that the decline in the skills of Mayeonjeok, the only purple master in the family, was noticeable.

In Iphwangma-ga, an inventory of household appliances was being carried out.

The rise and fall of a prestigious martial arts school was directly related to the level and nature of its scholars.

Meanwhile, Joo Yeon-jeong brought in the royal martial arts, Geumseon Palbeop.

The moment Masain was chosen as the successor, he obtained the royal family’s permission with amazing skill and partially solved the Golden Eight Laws.

In this way, he won the favor of the Magas and established a base of support.

So that Masain’s status will no longer be shaken by the whims of individual Masains.

-I see.

Jeongyeon Shin nodded inwardly.

It was strange that Joo Yeon-jeong had called out to Ma Yeon-jeok instead of Joo Yeon-jeok, but now it all makes sense.

The Emperor’s horse is a martial artist.

The power of a prestigious family comes from their lack of education and fame.

If the martial arts that form the foundation of the family are seized, it cannot help but be shaken.

‘It’s not time to work right now.’

The one who was facing a crisis like a flash flood in Sacheon Murim at that moment was the eldest son of this family.

Jeong Yeon-shin was the first to obtain raw information from the General Headquarters. She opened her mouth right away.

“Magwangikju Margin.”

I spoke without paying attention to the argument between Ma Yeon-jeok and Joo Yeon-jeong.

Earlier, a scene was shown of Boryeongok being vaporized in front of everyone’s eyes.

There was a clear presence in the voice of Jeong Yeon-shin who had intervened in this place.

“They say that the whereabouts of Uncle Ma are unknown. The same goes for Ma Gwang-ik. The General Headquarters said that it is a matter of discussion outside of military power.”

“What… … ?”

One of the elders of the Iphwangma family spoke first. It seemed like a thoughtless question. Jeong Yeon-shin ignored it and continued speaking.

“A messenger just came into the General Office. I heard it right away. We need enough power to find and bring back Ma Gwang-ik.”

“… … .”

After a moment of silence, someone responded. The ripples in the air were intense.

The owner of the purple hem that rose like a raging wave was Mayeonjeok.

“… … Do you know that the martial arts world is in turmoil these days? It is because the famine has been going on for too long. There are countless people rising up in the world, and it is now difficult to distinguish between martial artists and commoners. There are many scoundrels who act like kings in various parts of the Central Plains, relying on the martial arts skills they have learned in a few years. They do not have the strength of their nature. Ma Gwang-ik must show that he is still alive and well on his own.”

His demeanor and words were different. He showed his anger but also maintained his sharp reasoning.

He distinguishes between public and private matters even in front of his grandson, whom he treats with difficulty.

The vessel of the previous Shingeomdanju was cold. It was a value system that had already been solidified over several decades.

For a moment, Jeongyeonshin felt like her grandfather did not look like a human being.

Was it like that when he abandoned his mother? The sword of the Emperor moved its wrinkled lips toward the boy.

“The General Director must have said the same thing as this old man. Is that right?”

“… … Yes. That’s why I thought I would ask for Mark’s help.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered.

“… The power of the main family is also going out to save the people of the world. The lord of the castle has ordered it. The eight families and the thirteen heavenly families are each running wild, but the main castle’s armed forces are not even a few dozen.”

“Can’t your maternal grandfather come to the temple himself?”

I brought out the words that had been on my mind.

The person who answered his question was Joo Yeon-jeong. Her red lips were strangely twisted.

“A purple master without a position must be on constant standby. Such is the law of nature.”

They all speak the law. Everyone is bound by it.

Suddenly, Jeongyeonshin felt an impulse. She wanted to break something invisible.

‘What should I do?’

We need to find a force that can handle the Sacheon martial arts world, and that too within a short period of time.

It was said that Ma Gwang-ik’s whereabouts were already unknown.

The longer we delay, the more likely it is that we will not even be able to find the body.

‘Should I accept the teachings of the Iphwangma family and learn from them? Even if it takes time.’

No, that won’t work.

How long will the bonds built up over time be? It is not something that can be completed in a short period of time.

It would have been shorter to deny Mark’s orthodoxy and create something new.

But who in this place would accept that?

“ah…….”

My heart felt like it was being squeezed. It was a limit with no way out.

For the first time since learning about lifespan, Jeong Yeon-shin felt lost.

This was especially true because it was not something he had personally encountered in Sacheon.

“I have a history of raising her privately. I will gladly give it to you if you promise me one thing.”

I kept Joo Yeon-jeong’s cool voice in my ears. She is a collateral royal family member.

I didn’t know what kind of demands he would make, like a poisonous snake.

If we couldn’t get power before the end of the night, then it was a proposal we would turn back on.

“Cheer up.”

I left with Taeyeonryong, who was awkwardly comforting me. The people of Iphwangma Ga saw me off in silence.

Likewise, he had a stern expression on his face as if he was trying to control his mind. Many people were like that.

There’s nothing you can do. That’s what everyone seemed to be saying.

Damn it.

Jeong Yeon-shin hasn’t given up yet.

‘By any means necessary.’

He had already decided on the people he wanted to go with first. He and Tae-Yeom-Ryong were the first. He also intended to ask Nam-Gung Hwa-Shin.

‘Let’s start by securing three blue masters.’

However, as soon as we entered Sacheon, we had to search and investigate first. We were short on hands.

Even if it was just white, it would be able to overwhelm most ronin, but there was no way to secure power right away.

It was a time when I was calculating alone like that.

The boy suddenly raised his head while walking.

I sensed the gathering from afar. I felt the waves of the calm energy that had settled outside the main gate of Ip Hwang Maga.

There were more than one or two. From those who could not receive the official rank of the Imperial Family to those who could extend their swords in the Blue Realm.

“Yeonshin said that you were the guests who came to see me.”

It seemed like he had sensed it in advance. His tone was strange.

Gooosh!

It seemed that Jeongyeonshin’s presence was noticed even from outside. The large gate slowly opened.

A group of people approached, heading straight for Jeongyeonshin.

“They each belong to different organizations… … ?”

Masain’s voice rang out with despair. He was the successor of the Iphwangma family.

Having lived in Bonseong for a long time, I am familiar with the faces of the Shingeomdan military unit.

‘The leaders are all official warriors.’

Jeong Yeon-shin thought. There must be about thirty people. There were also a lot of unnamed disciples behind her.

The boy’s eyes scanned them. There was a familiarity coming from their bodies. They were all familiar.

What I had only felt in my own body was now visible in someone else’s body. It was a trace of my continuous training.

The tone of his muscles, his gait, the faint air of his herbivorous nature.

“Seomye? You’re older than I thought… .”

“If you judge by appearance, look at the body first.”

“What a well-polished body. It was worth the effort to walk.”

“Reward? Shouldn’t you find the right way first? You gave me something ridiculous, so you should repay me first.”

They were approaching from the right. They seemed to have mostly learned the recommended method.

The lines of muscle that fell below his shoulders formed graceful curves. They were familiar lines.

This is a noticeable physical change in the early stages of practicing Shihwamugeukwon. It becomes like this when combined with Jinki.

‘Was Shin So-bin’s story true?’

You can also find out which herbs they focus on learning.

Four of them practiced the first spiral, three practiced the second spiral, and the remaining five practiced the third spiral.

All the unmanned people of Iphwangseong were martial arts experts. I heard a lot about them from my seniors, Ma Gwang-ik.

They were said to be geniuses in their respective regions.

If you pick one move in a short period of time and practice it, you will see clear results.

‘and.’

Jeongyeonshin’s gaze turned.

“… … .”

Those walking on the opposite side of the recommended law enforcement officers were silent.

They were swordsmen. I could tell just by looking at the Ip-Hwang-Gal swords hanging from their waists.

Both men and women have long limbs. They also exude a familiar temperament throughout their bodies.

It was a prediction like a ray of sunlight. It seemed like he had practiced several sword techniques of the Gwanghwa Sword Style.

‘It’s not the end.’

Even a few of them had the lively feel characteristic of the Shigeukkyung.

Have you really entered the art of overlapping qi that requires such a delicate sense?

There were also those whose footsteps were reminiscent of the secrets of the Hwanikbo’s magic.

His vision is filled with his own martial arts skills. They are living, moving spheres of martial arts.

Jeongyeonshin stood there blankly for a moment.

“Why are you like that? You were really sharp when you were promoted.”

A deep voice rang out. A prayer like that of a veteran general of the Northern Army came rushing in.

He was at the forefront of those approaching.

The face of the middle-aged warrior with scars all over his face looks familiar.

The hem of the clothes was not like that. It was white when I first saw it, but now it was wearing a blue colored uniform.

Hongju Sword, belonging to the Iphwangseong Myeolseomdae.

I once fought with Jeongyeon Shin and Cheongsaek during the promotion exam.

Hong Ju-geom also seemed to have finally risen in rank to blue.

“After your return, I have been keeping a close eye on your movements. And today, I finally heard that you have left the Magwangik Hall.”

Hong Ju-geom stopped about ten steps in front of Jeong Yeon-shin and spoke.

In contrast to the gruesome scars on his face, his expression was gentle.

“I’ve been looking for it for a long time.”

The tone of speech had changed. It was different from when he had spoken to Seomye, the White Warrior. He was no longer a concubine.

The warriors who were approaching with Hong Ju-geom also stopped.

Those who were studying martial arts in Iphwangseong caught sight of a boy.

‘It’s strange yet familiar.’

Jeongyeonshin thought. That was the feeling.

It’s not someone else. That’s the kind of person Kang Ho-in is. Skills give birth to schools, and martial arts connect people.

And so something was born. It was called the martial arts school.

Strong martial arts. Stem and vein.

At this moment, a sect of Muhak was being created here as well.

A gift of merit. Something done simply to gain merit has resulted in surprising results.

“Let’s take an example.”

Hong Ju-geom said.

In that moment, all the warriors put their hands together and raised them to their chests. It was a well-executed lottery.

It is a gesture that comes from the heart and is so reverent that anyone can tell. It is filled with the utmost respect.

The feeling of approaching was strange. The characters of Maga, including Joo Yeon-jeong, disappeared from Jeong Yeon-shin’s mind.

Even though everyone is looking at this sight.

“Practitioners of the same lineage.”

It seemed like the story was right. The moment Hong Ju-geom started to speak, the warriors lined up behind him opened their mouths at the same time.

– I humbly offer my regards to your Majesty.

Speak with one voice.

It was a greeting that woke up the night of Iphwangseong.