Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 14

Eyes (2)

She soon assumed a blank expression. It was a face that was hard to imagine from her usual appearance.

Baek Mi-ryeo was a famous swordsman even outside of Iphwangseong, and was known for her bold and cold-hearted swordsmanship.

“Naegyeong. This is the Naegyeong method.”

She didn’t get angry at first. She just wiped her lips with her long fingers and sat there silently lost in thought.

“That’s a hard story to accept. If you’re a master of internal energy who has focused on learning internal energy, then you should at least have some knowledge of the internal energy method. Do you really think I’m some idiot who can’t even figure out his own true energy?”

‘It wasn’t, but it seems to be.’

Jeongyeon Shin couldn’t express her thoughts in words at this moment.

In his opinion, Baek Mi-ryeo’s technique was elegant and her speed of receiving and releasing Jin-gi was faster than that of her seniors, but if she couldn’t realize it herself, it would be meaningless.

I don’t feel the need to continue the conversation.

Jeong Yeon-shin changed the subject.

“I’m sorry. I upset you with my words.”

We weren’t close enough to each other to insist on advice at the risk of losing money.

However, it seemed that the overly plain attitude had rather irritated Baek Mi-ryeo. Her smooth eyebrows furrowed.

If you are a master with a lot of experience in martial arts, you will be good at psychological warfare.

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly opened her mouth, clearly having read the inner thoughts behind the change in attitude.

“I’m going to go now.”

“······Okay. I’m sorry. And thank you.”

I left her behind and headed towards Soyeonmujang. If you don’t accept it, that’s enough.

Looking at the apology and thanks, it doesn’t seem likely, but if you hold a grudge for no reason, you are just as bad as the Jeong brothers.

There is no reason to waste your energy on someone like that.

Since entering the Iphwangseong Fortress, his martial arts skills have been developing day by day, and he is just waiting for his turn to make achievements.

‘Let’s start with the Chukma-gyeong Yeonhwan.’

Jeongyeonshin completely pushed Baekmiryu out of her thoughts.

* * *

“lender.”

“Speak.”

“Have you ever told Seomye about my martial arts background?”

“What the hell are you talking about? Do you think it makes sense?”

Magwangik Hall. Majin frowned as the energy he had exhaled outward blocked the sound.

Baek Mi-ryeo, sitting in front of him, had a serious expression on her face.

“Then how······.”

“I see what happened.”

Margin opened his mouth as he saw her muttering.

“You must have seen through the martial arts that you’ve been working on here and there. Seomye. That guy is special. It’s a quality that’s hard to find even if you look at the whole world. There are often such things in the world. The famous clans, the iron clans, the absolute masters who are considered the strongest in the world. Seomye also just has an unbelievable talent.”

“······.”

“Is Baek Mi-ryeo, the master of Il-ryeon Geommae, the only one who has mastered the Heavenly Demonic Spell? That is not a reason to keep Seomye at a distance. He is the future of Iphwangseong, both in name and reality. I don’t know what other people who haven’t seen Seomye think, but there is absolutely no reason to disparage his words as mere advice from a lowly person. I have never heard of such qualities.”

“I know that too.”

“If there’s anything that’s bothering you, it’s your temperament. A small mission has just come down to you. Blue can handle it alone, so two Blues and two Whites, who are new to the martial arts world, wouldn’t be bad. Watch and see how Seomyeo crosses the line when she’s with her comrades. Is she a trustworthy person?”

“If you are of a good disposition, should we discuss the Heavenly Demon Sect together?”

“Your self-study has its limits. I don’t have the luxury. If you only look at the divine ability, it would be right to seek help from Seomye. He is fundamentally different. He can make anything fit his body. That is the quality of a great master.”

“Grand Master······!”

Her eyes widened. Margin continued speaking silently.

“You won’t have to worry about legitimacy. Seomye is the one who will create his own martial arts. You can tell just by looking at Magwanggyeol. I’ve never seen anyone master it so well.”

“That is surprising.”

“Amazing? That’s not a quality that can be expressed in words. He even enjoys being ignorant.”

“hmm······!”

Baek Mi-ryeo sighed. Margin declared.

“Within five years, the Demon Light Wing Master will change into Seomye. Come and examine the character of the one who will become your superior.”

* * *

The next day.

Jeong Yeon-shin was summoned to the Great Military Academy together with Heonwonchang.

There were only three people in the large space. Baek Mi-ryeo, Cheong-myeong, and Ma-jin, who were now a little awkward.

“It’s a mission.”

Iphwang Shinhyeop’s body trembled at the words Margin casually threw out.

“Finally, to the world of martial arts······!”

“Don’t get excited. There are many cases of death in the world of martial arts.”

“Huh, yeah!”

“Baek Mi-ryeo, Cheong-myeong, Jeong Yeon-sin, and Heon-won-chang. The four of us are going. It’s something related to the Blood Flame Cult. We need to make up our minds and leave Iphwangseong.”

Margin said. Jeongyeonshin’s eyes became silent the moment the word “Hyeolyeongyo” came out.

A burning manor, blood dripping from the threshold, red clothes and red hair······.

He opened his mouth slowly.

“Are you saying that two blue and two white people are going to the thirteen thousand-year-old affair?”

“It would be good to hear at least the background. Strictly speaking, it’s not the work of the Blood Flame Cult. I don’t even know where it is.”

Margin’s story wasn’t that long.

“You know that famine isn’t just a problem in Hogwang.”

The new night at Jeonggajang was okay, but the wider Namyang was different.

It was said that the amount of good farmland throughout Hanam Province was decreasing.

According to Margin, it seemed that Shaanxi Province was the same.

“A few years ago, the commoners who couldn’t eat because of a poor harvest plundered the village leader’s manor. They didn’t just take the grain. They even kicked out the family members in a violent manner. Recently, the eldest son of the manor came back, and it’s said that his hair was red. He was wearing bright red military attire.”

“I will devote myself to the Blood Flame Cult······!”

Heonwonchang muttered as if he was groaning.

Among the thirteen heavens of the Sima Oedo, the Blood Flame Cult was a place that was especially revered.

There were many rumors, but it was accepted as an established theory that the power of blood, which was on the border between sorcery and martial arts, was used to mass-produce disciples as warriors.

“Like other magicians, the eldest son of that manor seems to have quickly learned the blood magic of the Blood Flame Cult. He is said to have settled in a village that has regained its productivity, periodically slaughtering livestock and destroying crops.”

“It ruins the crops?”

The hooded man muttered. This man was a famous person. Jeong Yeon-shin thought.

“Are you only touching livestock and crops?”

“Yes. It was said that instead of viciously killing them all or digging up anything that could become seeds, they wait until they grow and then repeat the same thing.”

“Isn’t that a great swordsman? He’s not the Blood Flame Cult guy I know.”

Heonwonchang said. His eyes were wide open. His face looked like he had never heard or seen anything like this.

“A great swordsman? Are you serious?”

At Margin’s question, Iphwang Shinhyeop immediately showed a stinging expression. Baek Miryeo looked at him with a pitiful expression.

Margin opened his mouth again.

“It’s Jinping County in the southern part of Shaanxi. Originally, it was something that the Shaanxi branch office could have taken care of… but recently, there was an incident where the elixir of the Huashan faction was stolen, and it seems that it has spread to the entire Shaanxi region. Since they don’t have the resources, they asked the main office to take care of it.”

“The Hwasanpa had the elixir stolen? Are you talking about the Jasodan (紫卲丹) that is said to be comparable to the Shaolin Daehwandan?”

Heonwonchang asked with wide eyes.

“That must be why there’s so much chaos. This incident may also come back to haunt you soon. For now, focus on the task at hand.”

“yes!”

He answered forcefully.

All sorts of things from Kangho flow in.

Even the calm Jeongyeonshin could clearly feel that she was now directly involved in the world of martial arts, so it was easy to guess what kind of emotions Iphwangshinhyeop was feeling.

Margin also seemed concerned about that part.

The spirit of a rising star in the martial arts world. When youth, martial arts, and a sense of belonging to the Imperial City come together, anything can happen.

“Cheongmyeong. Baekmirye. I must take good care of the whites. Be careful and make sure they return safely.”

“yes.”

“I will try.”

The indifferent expression of Baek Mi-ryeo and the smiling face of Cheong-myeong were in contrast.

Jeong Yeon-shin quietly held the sword and thought of the demons of the Paegeomjong and Blood Flame Sect.

I still don’t know why they attacked the main store.

But now it doesn’t matter. The destruction of the clan has already occurred, and the bloodshed has caused even the eldest son of the Jeong family to harbor a sword in his heart.

If I meet you, I’ll kill you.

‘Take good care of your head. I’ll cut it.’

He stroked the sword.

* * *

The four people who had become a group rode horses and left Yangyang right away, quickly heading northwest.

It was a forced march at a speed that blocked Heonwonchang’s mouth, who seemed to be looking forward to a tour of Gangho.

It was said that the mission of the Emperor was always like this.

These people can freely use the post stations throughout the Central Plains, and can ride horses for a long time thanks to the power of Jin-gi.

No time was allowed.

However, there was no post station from Hogwang to Seomseo, so they had to travel while conserving the horse’s stamina.

They reached Jinpyeong-hyeon from Yangyang in ten days.

“Ugh.”

As Ji-hyeon, who presided over Jinpyeong-hyeon, welcomed them, Heon-won-chang got down from his horse weakly.

It seemed like the problem was mental rather than physical. Baek Mi-ryeo clicked her tongue.

“You can’t even imagine. What would happen if a martial artist used the post station route.”

“······!”

Jeong Yeon-shin glanced at Heonwonchang, whose face had turned pale, and then turned her gaze to Ji-hyeon.

‘I don’t think I missed anything.’

They say the Blood Flame Cultists are stealing food.

Jihyun’s round face seemed to lack nothing, except for its lack of shine.

However, the expression on their faces when looking at them is a mixture of relief and annoyance.

“It’s been so long since I sent the messenger, and it’s only coming now? This is so frustrating!”

“······?”

“If you’re here, get down quickly! I thought you’d be treated with courtesy as the sword of the Great Ming Empire, but you’re being so lax! Are you even capable of capturing that guy in the first place? Just between you two?”

“What is this?”

Jeongyeonshin asked Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye.

Their expressions, which seemed familiar, even showed a hint of indifference.

Cheongmyeong slowly opens his mouth while tapping the back of his hood.

“There are some people among the managers who don’t know what’s going on. They think that Iphwangseong is their broom. This is only the first time something like this has happened. There are a few Hyeons in the Central Plains, and there are many that real martial artists have never even seen.”

“What, what! You punk! What kind of rudeness are you talking about!”

“Can I touch the acupuncture point?”

“Okay. Let’s finish this quickly and go.”

“What nonsense······!”

Before Qingming could finish speaking, the official’s voice was cut off.

The hand of the spirit-filled Jeongyeonshin pressed between the spine and skull.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was taller than the manager, looked down at him with indifferent eyes.

“I won’t listen to your orders.”

Sweat formed on the manager’s forehead. He turned around, leaving his trembling body behind.

Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye were looking at him with happy faces. Suddenly, his face felt itchy.

“Jeong Gongja, you also learned acupuncture? Oh my god.”

Heonwonchang was amazed.

Pointing is a technique of delicately stimulating another person’s acupuncture points with hands filled with true energy.

It is not a martial art that can be performed by everyone, even if they are strong, but it was a natural study for Jeong Yeon-shin, who had mastered the human body through Jeong Ga-dong-gong.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult to call him Confucius. From now on, I’ll call him Sohyeop. Jeong Sohyeop!”

“Do as you wish, Iphwangsinhyeop.”

Even at a light joke, the corners of Ip Hwang-shin-hyeop’s mouth turned up to his ears.

As they were going down after tying the horses in the government office stables, Cheongmyeong put his arm around Jeongyeonsin’s shoulder.

“Do you know the saying, ‘Official duties are inviolable?’ We are a martial arts people who are more free than other martial arts people when it comes to official duties. The imperial family allowed it. Those fools who think we are chained can press us down like that. The Imperial Palace is a breakwater like that.”

“If it’s just a little bit of blood, isn’t it a pretty soft hand?”

Heonwonchang intervened.

“But that doesn’t mean you should overdo it.”

Baek Mi-ryeo, who was walking alongside me, said. And then added quietly.

“That was a good job.”

“yes.”

The time I spent with Baek Mi-ryeo all the way to Jinpyeong-hyeon was quite long.

In addition, I felt like a lot of the awkwardness was relieved by the encouragement I got now.

Jeongyeon Shin smiled faintly, then narrowed her eyes.

“Over there, below the village.”

“hmm?”

“Blood Flame Cult.”

Before he could finish his words, he started running, kicking the ground.