Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 218

Flash (5)

-Where do the two rabbits go?

A pair of voices, a man and a woman, swept through the thick undergrowth. It was a sound wave that spread out like a gust of wind.

The green leaves of the evergreen trees trembled in rows, instantly breaking the silence of the quiet mountainside.

It was a sinister voice.

-Is there a place for the disciples of the fallen sect to rest?

It was a song sung by a man and a woman, with a hint of laughter in the shouts, like a wildcat playing with its prey.

A taunt repeated over and over again.

The extremely intense sound of the …

Her jet-black hair, decorated with feathers, was fluttering more urgently than usual.

widely.

The morning dew splashed under my feet.

The tree branches that were hit by the waves of the wind swayed like a bow, and the water droplets caught in the waves scattered into the hazy fog.

The branch that had been down suddenly bounced back as if it was angry at the foot that had stepped on it and moved away.

The owner of the leather shoes covered in blue cloth had already torn through the fog and soared into the air.

It was a continuous light air battle.

Evergreen trees draped in a hazy mist danced in a line like silk. There was a rustling noise.

It was because the uninvited guest, wearing invisible waves on his toes, leaped forward, shaking the tree branches as he passed by.

The best late-night index in Shaanxi, the Cloud Sword Dragon, Wei Zhi Myo Hwa.

‘We got closer.’

She ran with Jeong-hye in her arms. She split the trees with the light dash of Jong-nam’s Vision Chuk-un-beop (逐雲法).

He seemed to be walking on air, holding a girl in his arms. However, his movements were filled with impatience.

A morning with an orange tint in the gentle mist.

It is a valley in the Jinling Mountains of Shaanxi Province.

The ridge was long. The chase was also an old car.

The mountain range extending from Jongnam Mountain was extremely high and rugged.

The story of the giant Pangu, who had been handed down through books and oral tradition, prostrating himself seemed to be true.

The valleys of flowing water stretched out in all directions like veins. Wijimyohwa climbed over the cliffs surrounding the stream several times.

Still, he couldn’t shake off the pursuit.

She is not a famous person. There was a limit to how much she could reduce the presence of lightness. Even if she were to be considered the strongest among the young swordsmen of Shaanxi as the sword dragon of the Zhongnan faction, it would be the same.

In the first place, the enemies of Wijimyohwa were not the later indexes.

‘Chan-eum-ssang-ma (Double Demons of Chan-eum).’

They were the masters of the thirteen thousand and the Yeolyeong who were lending their strength to the event of the Paegeomjong.

They were vicious twin siblings who were skilled at making noises with their voices.

The two of them rose to the ranks of mid-level masters. Yeo-ryeong was a great fighter who specialized in secrecy, but Chan-eum-ssang-ma was extremely famous.

This is because their vocals are splendid and have their own charm. They often expose themselves like the leaders of the military.

-Where are the two rabbits going!

Another burst of sound. A gust of wind came, barely touching the hem of her blue dress. The bushes behind her swayed gently.

The sound gradually became embedded in Wijimyohwa’s head. The two voices were imbued with magical power. It felt as if a foreign substance was burrowing into his brain.

A noble art of drinking and martial arts.

Could it be the power of mind control that the assassins and assassins are said to suffer from? There was a strange feeling in the sound.

‘Don’t touch.’

I had to get as far away as possible. I would be detected the moment my body was properly brushed by the sound of the voice.

Once the location itself is completely specified, it is unmanageable. The Chan-eum-ssang-ma’s yin-gong passing technique was not underestimated by even the elders of the old school.

Wijimyohwa bit her lower lip. A sharp pain spread.

Jeong-hye, held in my arms, had her eyes tightly shut. She was a child. Her fluffy eyelashes fluttered.

He is still in his right mind. This is because the true energy of the Wizhi Myohwa has surrounded Jeong-Hye’s ears.

Granddaughter of Jeong Ga-Jang-Ju, niece of Ma Gwang-Ik-Ju of the time.

He experienced two massacres at a young age.

Even after joining the Jongnam faction, he was a child who sought out Jeong Yeon-shin more than Jeong Jung-san. He possessed outstanding martial arts talents that were enough to be awarded the swordsmanship, and he had a kind heart.

Many of Jongnam’s disciples were very fond of him. Even when he was given the same rank as Jang Moon-in as a disciple of Jongnam Sword Master, no one was jealous.

Jeong Hye respected them even when it meant breaking the rules. She did not treat them poorly. She secretly called them “Sa-Jil-nim” from the elders, including Geomseon and Jang Moon-in.

The same thing happened to Wijimyohwa.

‘We must protect the young teacher.’

Her beautifully extended eyes held a firm determination. It was a conviction as sharp as a sword.

Percussion.

Wijimyohwa steeled his resolve by kicking the tree branches.

―They say that Jongnam Geomryong’s sword is quite fierce, but there must have been many who didn’t see the light-heartedness that ran like a rabbit? It should have been Juryong (走龍) rather than Geomryong.

―Now I’m starting to feel the movement little by little. I think it would be a good idea to throw away the child you’re holding right now! Even if you’re the disciple of old Jongnam, you’re still a genius!

-Isn’t he a genius? He’s said to be of the same bloodline as this Magwangikju.

―Then, Ma Gwang-ik-ju is also lowly. Don’t spit on this older sister’s words.

I tried to ignore the sound of Chan-eum-ssang-ma’s screams ringing out over and over again.

‘I can’t tell where this is.’

She thought.

The nearest major faction is Hwasan.

However, the large factions of Sima Weidao, who were plotting to take over Jongnam, would not turn a blind eye to the cooperation between the two old factions.

The masters of Yeo-ryeong were secretly blocking the paths and roads leading to Hwasun Hwaumhyeon. This was before the swordsmen of Paegeomjong made a surprise attack on Jongnamsan.

I had no choice but to take it helplessly.

The combined attack of the thirteen thousand and two was terrifying.

The swordsmanship of the masters of the Paegeomjong clan, who had been shouting for revenge, pushed back the disciples of Jongnam, and the warriors of Yeo-ryeong formed a net of heaven and earth. It was a solid encirclement.

Wijimyohwa had to turn his steps to the southwest. It was the direction where Hogwangseong Yangyang was located.

Hogwang land is the area where Magwangikju Jeongyeonshin resides.

If the nephew of a person as high as the head of the Shingeomdan was in danger, even if it was the Imperial Palace, he would take any action.

Wijimyohwa hoped that the secret line of the Ip Hwang Seong, which was in charge of information, would hear about this incident and send Ma Gwang Ik Ju.

‘Even if we ask for help from the Sokgamun factions, the number of victims will only increase.’

It wasn’t a distance that could be reached on foot in a day or two.

Still, I had to go.

Woof.

I put my energy into the Yongcheon point on the sole of my foot. I did this while minimizing the flow of my true energy.

He stretched out his legs and spurred on his steps. A strong headwind blew against him. Jeong-hye, who was in his arms, licked her lips.

‘Your Majesty… … .’

‘It’ll be okay.’

Wijimyohwa answered with a silent laugh.

That was when.

-Huh? That? Sister, I’ve seen that before.

– A strong swordsman, a woman, and ugly gray hair. The swordsman of Simmu-ryeon.

The voice of Chan-eum-ssang-ma rang out. It was a voice that seemed to constantly be carrying energy.

The eccentric masters of Sima Weidao used to establish their dignity in such a childish way.

―I came here because the music was loud… … Did you say it was going to be released soon?

Another voice came through, a louder and more thunderous voice against the louder vocalization.

The person who suddenly blocked Chan-eum-ssangma’s path seemed to have just as much temper as Chan-eum-ssangma.

If you are the swordsman of Simmu-ryeon, you will know the art of the Wiji Myohwa. The swordsman of Yeongcheon, Baekseo-gun. It is said that he is a fearsome master of the fish sword.

Wijimyohwa listened intently without stopping his gallop. The words of Hanamseong Geomjeon followed immediately.

-What are you guys chasing now?

-That’s a story that the sword ghost wouldn’t know… … .

Among the Chan-eum-ssang-ma, the younger brother, Eum-ma, Jin So-jun, said.

―I don’t know what your business is, but we are in a hurry. I would like you to get out of the way right now. I will give you a good melody someday. Looking at you closely, you seem like someone I could make friends with through music.

―What do you mean friendship! The timing is not good, so we will avoid it! The moment you stop us, it will be considered a declaration of war against Yeo-ryeong! You should also know that the Paegeom clan leader has climbed the nearby Jongnam Mountain!

His sister, Chanma (燦魔) Jin So-ryeong (陳素囹), shouted. It was a sharp sound.

A calm reply came back.

– It’s none of my business. Didn’t I already ask you? Did you just say you were a genius?

Baek Seo-gun’s voice continued.

-If you try to pass by without answering, be prepared to have your body split in two.

In that moment, it was a voice that even stopped Wijimyohwa’s steps.

* * *

Wonpyeongilgeomjang.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes scanned the spacious room. This was her second visit.

The first time was when I took over the duties from my maternal uncle, Marjin. Now, I have stepped into the role of a full-fledged major shareholder.

The topmost part of the castle.

It was the domain of the complete major shareholders. A strange feeling came over me.

Among the lords of the stone seats surrounding the circular table, there was not a single one who was not strong. They were the strongest sect in the world.

Each one of them had a thin and dense layer of overflowing air. It was a suffocating space, as if the air inside the room was being pulled taut.

The new swordsman, the new spear, the evil forest.

Cheonrimdaeju – The God of Heavenly Power and Power, Xiahou Weijin.

Blood-Blooding Pearl – The Divine Blood Extreme Demon, Jinmyeongjo.

Seonmokryeongju – Bingbaek (Ice Soul) Cheon Soso.

Yulyeongdaeju – Black Cloud Sword Absolute (黑雲劍絶) Yunsoyu.

Magwangikju – The island goddess Jeongyeonshin.

“This is a minister I haven’t seen in a while.”

The Grand General, standing at one end of the round table, muttered quietly.

Six black masters.

Except for the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, no master in the world would dare enter that gap.

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong had a long-cherished wish. It was very grand.

It’s about gathering all that power into one spot and destroying the enemy’s defenses. If the world were just a little smaller, I might have tried it.

‘If the world of martial arts were not so vast, if the holes in the jar of the Central Plains were not so numerous that it would be difficult to count them… ‘

There is no doubt about its power.

The black master is the decisive weapon in the Great War of the Great Wave. If the thirteen thousand or so great waves do not unite, it is possible to talk about a sure victory.

It was just that the Ip Hwang Seong side could not try it because they had already experienced a backlash.

He emptied several axes of the world’s martial arts world and brought together five armed forces under the Shingeomdan.

The results were overwhelming, and the backlash was devastating.

It’s been a very long time.

‘It’s impossible now.’

The Grand General recalled the past events. At the same time, he shook his head internally. While taking in the round table before his eyes.

Six masters sitting scattered about.

The sensation of the air tingling my skin was tremendous.

I gathered five people together to release the Baekhwajeonram first.

Even then, a tremendous wave of energy resonated spontaneously, but now it was different. The concentration was even thicker. This was because a new leader had been added.

Magwangikju Island.

The beautifully extended jawline points toward the inside of the neck. The head is bowed as if lost in thought. An indifferent expression stands out on the young face.

The black long coat with the left sleeve cut off strangely suits him.

‘He who breathes with divine power.’

The Grand General smiled with satisfaction.

It is hard to find a master of the highest level anywhere. Those who possess such power usually create their own school or act as kings themselves.

The departure of Jeon Dae-ma Gwang-ik was very painful, but his nephew filled the gap without any problems. It was a wonderful, shocking, and thankful thing.

Just watching them talking to each other makes me full.

“Hey, Ma Gwang-ik-ju. I’m not really urging you. I’m just asking cautiously, but… …what about the Pa Baek-chong-ram? It looks empty.”

“It was far.”

One of Ha Hou Wei Jin’s eyebrows rose at Jeong Yeon Shin’s short answer. It was a rare expression of bewilderment.

It was the first time that the Grand Master had seen a junior treat Cheonrim Daeju so plainly. What happened?

“Is there so much to write?”

“There is a lot to do.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered briefly again.

I was just coming back after taking note of Aksurim’s advice.

This place is a battlefield.

Bring in as many new warriors as possible who have passed the entrance exam, check the promotion positions of existing subordinates, bring in suitable missions, and assign them again… … .

The annotated version of the Pa Baek Chong Ram is not important. The original is in the possession of Iphwang Seongju anyway.

If they were the black seniors, they would have memorized all the rules immediately. I thought they wouldn’t need any notes. It was only natural.

‘I said it was a place where there were no seniors or juniors.’

Jeong Yeon-shin’s mind was still filled with Aksurim’s advice. She only felt a little sorry toward her maternal grandfather, who had heard the news of her grandson’s departure from the palace when he stopped by Ma Gwang-ik’s pavilion.

‘He’ll be here soon.’

I tried hard to erase it from my mind.

I had to start by fulfilling my duties as a leader.

It’s like when I went out to the river. The expression on my face disappeared.

The mid-level black people, including Xiahou Weijin, took it differently. The bold new Ma Guangyi Zhu’s conduct spoke volumes.

-If you feel regretful, try behaving better.

The Ip Hwang Seong Daeju meeting has begun.