Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 160

Magwangikju (3)

‘Is that a human hand? A magic wand?’

The eyebrows of the Great Master of Heaven, Jegalcheon, rise.

A look of shock emerged from the several wrinkles that had been carved into his forehead. He stared across with a stiff expression.

Swish.

A hand that penetrated the curtain. A five-fingered hand with a smooth yet firm feel.

It wasn’t just a single piece of silk that was pierced.

Woof.

The Go stones scattered around shook slightly.

There were about ten white and black stones used to activate the formation. The formation set up when the alliance was established is sinking.

The Jungpungmanbyeokjin, which is activated with just a few Go stones, is actually a martial art that requires much more sincerity than what is visible.

All materials are imbued with magical power. They were installed in accordance with the study of feng shui and the Book of Changes.

Including the ridge, beams, eaves, cornerstones, rafters, and other pillars.

That means it shouldn’t be destroyed like that.

“what……!”

Sorcery is an art that is difficult to define in a few words. Unlike martial arts, it does not have a set form.

The sects were also divided into a great number of branches. There was only one thing in common. It was a study that ridiculed the principles of all things.

It is not easy to approach him as a warrior unless you have mastered the magic and martial arts of Sima Weidao.

This was especially true for Jeongjong Muin, who was honest and had cultivated deep internal energy.

It would take a lot of strength to destroy it with a single blow, but the Jungpungmanbyeokjin installed in this office was enough to take on even the work of an old school leader.

‘What the heck.’

If you can pierce through it with one blow like that, it means you have entered the realm of transfer.

It wouldn’t make sense unless you had mastered some extremely rare and exceptional skill.

Just like the two great masters who left immortal marks on the world of martial arts.

Jang Sam-bong, who is well-versed in the origins of Taoist magic known as the Eight Great Divine Spells.

As a great Buddhist monk, Master Dharma incorporated the Buddha’s magical power into his martial arts.

Woof!

A divine wave spread across the straight-line capital. It was a wave of energy that enveloped the office invisibly.

Zhuge Cheon, a geomancer who studied both martial arts and sorcery, immediately felt it.

The Stroke of the Wind was disappearing as if it had never existed. The treasures and enemies that had been brought into the office disappeared in an instant.

‘As expected, this isn’t just a simple dagger! Taoism? No, is it the power of the Buddha mixed in…!’

It was literally a split second.

It is an aerodynamic wave with a very clear feeling. Is there any other internal energy in the world that is as pure as this?

The equipment that took a long time and a lot of money was disabled without warning.

Wouldn’t it have been much easier to fight back if we had just fought with martial arts?

“Really… … ?”

The questionable words flowed out like a whisper. The answer came right away.

“I was told to come in so I stepped in.”

The curtain that had been guarding the boundary of the magic circle was removed with a single gesture.

The green silk hem fluttered down, revealing a boy in a pitch-black robe.

He was wearing black leather shoes that had previously been visible under the curtain.

With a wave of her hand, she dropped the green silk curtain and walked in with light steps, but a strange sense of dignity came over her entire body.

“I don’t think the Lord Bon committed any rudeness. I just cleared away the obstacles.”

The boy said. His expression was indifferent, unusual for his age. No, perhaps it was typical of his age.

Since his status and military achievements were so great that they could be discussed throughout the world, each and every one of his actions was so significant that it was difficult to guess his feelings.

‘That is definitely a blackish yellowish color.’

Zhuge Qian thought. Regardless of his age, he has the skills to match his attire. It meant a monster.

A boy in black robes who tore apart the magic circle with one move. The pressure radiating from his entire body far surpassed the realm of the later index.

It was a level that even many martial artists would not recognize as human.

“… … Welcome to the Great Lord. I am Zhuge Cheon, acting as the Commander-in-Chief of the Martial Arts Alliance.”

Zhuge Qian managed to maintain a calm expression, even if it was difficult.

I felt like something big was going to happen if I didn’t act as if nothing happened. I’m going to regret it.

It was definitely necessary to try to figure out his personality. However, I didn’t know that he possessed the martial arts ability to destroy magical powers.

After getting a little angry, I tried to let go of the spell as if nothing had happened.

As expected, the boy Daeju in front of her did not just sit still.

“Is this how your guild treats its envoys?”

“… … You are speaking in a way that I do not understand. It seems that you are still suffering from the aftereffects of your long journey. I believe it would be right to meet you again at a good time. I will provide you with a good place to stay, so why don’t you rest?”

“I am Ma Gwang-ik-ju Jeong Yeon-shin. I will show proper etiquette befitting my position.”

The young master of Ip Hwang Seong did not give him any more room to make excuses.

As I slowly walked towards the Grand Historian where Zhuge Qian was sitting, the sound of the hem of his clothes brushing, as if taken from the night sky, could be heard particularly clearly.

He was in a state of self-defense. He was in perfect posture.

Since he had planned something that would hurt his reputation, he made up his mind to not hesitate to leave with just one step.

“It couldn’t have been done by one person. After all, this is a place to welcome envoys.”

The boy in black robe opened his lips.

“Apologize to me on behalf of the Alliance.”

I am not talking about the actions of an individual, Zhuge Qian. He expanded the incident that clashed with Jinbeop to include the events of the Murim Alliance and Iphwangseong.

The eloquence is as sharp as a sword and short, sharp remarks.

The only White Warrior who followed behind Magwangikju was the one who licked his lips. You have come down, our great lord.

“… … .”

Zhuge Qian was silent for a moment. He now understood how the boy in front of him had ascended to the rank of Great Lord.

That’s because he’s already a strong man. Even putting aside his strength.

He speaks well. He also has determination. He resembles a beast that bites the enemy’s neck and doesn’t let go.

The stones that were spread out to activate the Jungpungmanbyeokjin became self-inflicted wounds. It was a defeat. It was a loss of face for the blind at first sight.

He stared at the boy, his expressionless face visible.

Zhuge Qian thought as the commander-in-chief of the military.

‘What if this shameful situation is not confined to my personal affairs?’

The geomancer Zhuge Cheon did not ascend to the throne of Hyeoncheon by force alone.

Because he was skilled in the use of sorcery and possessed broad insight and considerable martial arts skills, he was positioned as a person of high value by the Zhuge family.

Should I call the warriors stationed at this pavilion? How much manpower and time will it take to take down that black thing?

Even Zhuge Qian himself will not be safe. What will he do after gathering people and subduing one of the great lords of Ihwangseong?

Murderous abomination?

The blind are not inherently one.

There will be a huge uproar, and once the crowd sees the sight, there will be no stopping the rumors from spreading.

I didn’t think I could capture the Ip Hwang Seong’s Magwang Ikju without any fuss. I thought I would suffer enormous damage.

You can’t just say you didn’t do anything. It’s because the activated formation has been destroyed.

It looks like that Magwangikju is well-versed in the art of sorcery. It was easy to guess just from the way he looked around while carrying a backpack.

Where on earth have I ever seen such a formation?

Looking into his activities, it seems he made contributions when the Blood Flame Sect was destroyed, and it may have something to do with the destruction of the cult’s magic circle.

‘I wrote it.’

He broke the Jungpungmanbyeokjin with a single stroke. The martial arts that affect the magic technique and the keen eye that scans the knots of the magic technique are separate elements.

If he was that strong-willed, he would have searched the office and found cracked materials.

‘We need to stop taking a hard-line approach. The harm outweighs the gains.’

Zhuge Qian slowly opened his mouth. The hand holding the lottery ticket up to his chest trembled slightly.

“… … I have been rude to Magwangikju. As a member of the Baekdo Martial Arts Alliance, I apologize.”

Apology. As the Lord of Heaven, the words that he had never said to anyone came out quietly.

It was something I had only said in front of the head of the household. Even then, it was back when I was just an accessory to the Hyeoncheon University.

The boy’s lips formed a faint line.

“Let me take one. I can’t just pretend it never happened.”

Young Ma Gwang-ik raised his left arm. The sleeves of his wide-brimmed long coat reached down to his shoulder.

The boy’s palms erupted with a storm-like energy, revealing his well-trained arms with distinct curves.

“… … !”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

A tremendous suction force was created.

The suction power of Jin Ki’s operation has gone beyond the limit.

Amid the scattered pieces of wood overhead, the entire ceiling of the office was torn off and falling down.

A cloud of dust began to spread. Zhuge Qian’s eyes filled with shock as he looked through the gaps in the dust that obscured his vision.

‘Mancheonhwawoo… …?!’

Thud!

“It’s definitely engraved.”

Jeong Yeon-shin grabbed the fragments of the broken beam and sank her fists at the same time. She lowered the piece of wood she was holding in her left hand down to her eyes.

The phrase “Yeoryulryeong (如律令)” was written in a magnificent font. It was a trace of the formation.

It was similar to what I felt at the Blood Flame Sect’s Yyeomhyeolryeongjin. A spiritual aura was swirling around.

“It doesn’t seem like it’s a very strong force. Is it the handwriting of the Zhuge family?”

The boy muttered. A fierce look appeared on Zhuge Qian’s face as he regained his composure.

“… … Don’t put the word ‘Gaju’ in your mouth so carelessly.”

“hmm?”

“He is of a higher rank than you. His distribution and status are both the same.”

“This great lord received teachings from the Lord of the Heavenly Kingdom.”

“… … .”

There is no one in the martial arts world who would discuss distribution in front of a famous clan. This was especially true for the Lord of Iphwangseong. He was said to be the most noble among the clans.

Zhuge Qian’s mouth fell shut. The dozen or so warriors of Meng Hui who had rushed into the office in a panic due to the commotion also fell silent.

There were faces that had some idea of what had happened.

“Behave properly.”

Heonwonchang said. It was what Jeongyeonshin had said to Taeyeonryong a while ago. Young Ma Gwangikju tapped Heonwonchang on the shoulder for no reason and turned around.

There was a great commotion, but only the objects were damaged. There was no sign of a fight with Zhuge Qian, the owner of the office.

As the masters of the Murim Alliance retreated in a panic, only Jeong Yeon-shin’s voice rang out briefly.

“Let’s set a date and meet again. The place to stay has probably already been decided, so I’ll have my servant show you around.”

* * *

The relationship between the secular Jeongjong sects and Iphwangseong was not simple. This was even more so before the formation of the Murim Alliance.

During this time, Baekdo Mumun did not show any hostile attitude toward Ip Hwang Seong.

It is the most active breakwater in the world that protects the people’s livelihood.

Although they may criticize him behind his back for using force, they cannot openly condemn him to the world.

As long as the standard of Jeongjong’s martial arts was based on justice and cooperation, it had to be that way.

But I didn’t even come close.

The behavior of the Emperor made it so. He never looked into the circumstances of the Kang Ho-in.

When it comes to taking care of public sentiment, he does not pay attention to the Jeongjong faction.

He exposed their hypocritical actions and did not hesitate to use his sword to destroy their family.

Nominally, the Jeongpa Mumun pursues both harmony and justice. Jeongdo, Baekdo, Jeongjong, Jeongpa.

They are a martial arts school that seeks to gain fame through a designation that carries the meaning of being righteous.

However, in reality, the cooperation of the Central Plains was not in line with justice.

It’s quite different.

It was also a very bizarre belief when viewed in light of the teachings of the Four Books and Three Classics.

“For example, if a family that committed a crime suffers the misfortune of destruction… … .”

Tae-Yeon-Ryong tapped the table with his large hand. Jeong Yeon-Shin and Nam-Gung Hwa-Shin were sitting around together.

“If a third party who had ties to that family dies fighting against enemies at the place of destruction, that person is called a knight. Because he kept his loyalty and beliefs until his life was over. That is the realistic sentiment of the martial arts world.”

“I thought I had been through a lot in the world of martial arts.”

Jeongyeonshin said. Taeyeonryong smiled lazily.

“The world of the fierce fighters is inherently crude and stupid. You can’t be friendly with the Emperor. That is, if you want to protect your own alliance.”

Unhyangwon (韻香院).

This was the residence assigned to Jeong Yeon-shin and her group.

As the name suggests, it has a great charm.

If you open the door right now, you can see the attic built above the outer door. The entrance is on this floor.

The model of the mountain in the center of the yard was also beautiful. It was a small mountain carved from rock and placed on the lakeside of the garden.

It is clearly worthy of being treated as a VIP.

That was true, except for one thing. The location of the residence was coincidental.

“So, are you saying there will be trouble at any moment?”

Jeongyeonshin asked. Taeyeonryong’s head tilted towards my shoulder.

“That could be the case. Can’t you hear voices coming from all directions? The footsteps that continue to resonate like thunder. Well, it’s only natural since you’re sitting in a house built in the middle of the Menghui. I heard that there are hundreds of martial arts masters who make up the Menghui… … Even though you don’t know the intentions of the Menghui, don’t you feel that it’s a very blatant scheme?”

“I see.”

“Um… … But why are you laughing? I wish I could die in exile.”