Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 242

Opening (6)

The sunlight gleamed through the slowly settling dust.

It was a shocking appearance.

The remnants of the Sungyeojimun retreated hesitantly.

“What is this… … .”

One of them muttered as if he was sleeping.

They were the Sapa sect that ruled the western part of the metropolis. They were not without vision, like the black thugs. They immediately accepted the appearance of a master that was difficult to handle.

A man with sharp eyes and a gray uniform stepped forward.

“Which sect is the deceased from… … .”

Is it because he struck Jung Joong-san at the same time he appeared?

A faint sense of anxiety and hope flickered in the face as he asked. It was a back alley beyond the reach of government officials and monks.

It had to be seen as a realm of complete dog-eat-dog rule. It was the same reason they treated Jeongjungsan as they pleased.

Even after seeing Jeong Yeon-shin’s face, he did not hesitate to talk about the deceased.

In the world of martial arts, the term “goin” refers to a senior with great martial arts skills. It refers to things like human skin and face.

It was a big mistake.

There is a skill called ‘Chugunggwahyeol’.

This is a technique to clear blood vessels blocked by internal injuries or turbid air. A master with deep internal study personally massages the blood vessels of others to remove toxins.

It was said that it was usually done very delicately. This was because it was necessary to be wary of possession by the devil by calculating in advance the effect that the technique would have on the meridians of the whole body.

It wasn’t like that for Ma Gwang-ik-ju and Jeong Yeon-shin.

He is the great master of Jeonggadonggong.

He had the insight to see through all the energy and blood of the human body. He was at the level of a master.

Cool!

The second oldest brother, lying far away, vomits dead blood.

His complexion has improved somewhat. The blow from the Chugung and Hyeol has landed properly.

I don’t know where and how much I rolled around, but one kick was enough to clear the blocked blood vessels.

It was a move that was woven with all kinds of aerodynamic structures. Your whole body would feel refreshed. Although each method had some emotion in it.

“Revival is a question of respect… … .”

It was when the man who had stepped forward was about to introduce himself, buttoning up his gray collar.

“Come here, come here, you idiot!”

“Crazy… No way… … .”

The man and woman behind him called out to him, their faces strangely distorted by the scars carved all over them.

He was holding the sword at his waist tightly, but his heels were pointed backwards.

The way he was slowly moving his legs was just before he took the retreat technique. He could have changed into lightness at any moment.

They survived the Sima Oedo. It means that they have a keen sense of humor. They can guess the identity of an intruder.

An appearance that did not match his status, an unusually arrogant demeanor, and even his brief remarks to Jeong Jung-san.

“Magwangikju, it’s Magwangikju… … .”

“what?”

“You crazy bastard… That island! The leader of the Shingeomdan… …!”

The Iphwangseong Shingumdan, consisting of seventeen generations.

The great lords who run the martial arts world with their own authority under the new sword master.

He rules the world with his human body. He is the highest level of martial arts.

There is a joke among some Sima Weidao. Those who see the black pearl of Iphwangseong in front of them feel two emotions. My world was so high up. Damn it.

It was a madman’s paradise. He said he felt pride and desperation at the same time.

Even those who were the targets of this mission were like that. For those who happened to encounter it, it was close to a disaster.

“what?”

The face of the man who had stepped forward twitched. He kicked Jung Joong-san and lightly discussed the Iphwangseong Ma Gwang-ikju. The words of his fellow students did not easily come to reality.

It was a time when I couldn’t even step back properly and could only wiggle my toes.

“Just take your right arm. I don’t know the details of your crimes.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said calmly.

He didn’t participate in the Daewolhyeop battle, and he didn’t come to kill me. If I look back on my old memories, beating Jeong Joong-san as if he was going to kill him wasn’t that big of a deal.

However, Magwangikju’s words were clearly a sentence.

“… … .”

The disciples of the lofty and powerful Sungyeojimun were unable to resist. Their faces were covered with despair like a shadow.

An unexpected scream rang out.

* * *

On the way back.

I came out of the back alley and entered the highway. People of all kinds were passing by on both sides of the wide paved road.

Some recognized Jeong Yeon-shin and whispered things like, “Leader.” They were very cautious.

The road was paved with Jeongyeonshin at the center.

They avoided the body and kept a close eye on the unidentified newcomer. It seemed as if they were trying to capture his every move with their eyes.

It is no longer a big city that is indifferent to everything. Jeong Yeon-shin has brought up all the topics of conversation on the streets just by her presence.

“That person has the bodies of six lords at once… … .”

“What? Really?”

“If the elder leader of the Paegeomjong clan shows up anyway, things will be sorted out again. Who can stop the Gwibaeksin Sword Yeo So-hyang? A devil who flies on a sword… … .”

“Lower your voice! It’s annoying.”

“Then who should I pay the rent for now… … ?”

“Don’t worry about what others think, and take it to Gwangyechae first! Doing business for a day or two? Aren’t you the leader?”

A whisper passed by. It was a whisper that clearly revealed the reality of Xi’an.

“… … .”

Until then, the brothers had not exchanged any words.

Jeongyeonshin walked silently, slightly ahead.

Jeong Joong-san looked at his brother. He was wearing very tattered clothes and a roughly torn piece of gray cloth was used as a mask to cover his lower body.

It was Jeong Yeon-shin’s order. No one recognized Jongnam’s disciple Jeong Jung-san.

So we arrived at the inn where Jeongyeonshin was staying.

There were still no guests. Jeong Yeon-shin thought about the reward she would give the owner when the mission was over.

“Just go in and rest. In a quiet room.”

“Yeonshin-ah, Hye-ah… … .”

“There is a branch of the Sword Dragon Swordsman in the annex. He must have a lot to say. According to Jang Gi-il, the head of the Sobaekmun, you have been going around and investigating various places… … I understand that you have not made much progress.”

Among the Seven Great Gates of Xi’an, Jang Gi-il’s Sobaek Gate was different from the existing Sapa. He secretly brought in a few survivors from the Jongnam faction to guard them.

As a member of Jongnam’s clan, he took advantage of the stigma of betraying the text. Jeong Jung-san was also under his support.

As he hesitated and refused to leave, Jeong Yeon-shin quietly opened her mouth.

“Does Jongnam disciple Jeong Jung-san have any information that he can report to Ma Gwang-ik-ju?”

At the market.

Under the protection of Ban-ak Jeong Dae-myeong, the difference in rank between the brothers was clear even though they were all direct descendants. Jeong Yeon-shin could not look up to his older brothers.

The positions were different. The eldest brother, Jeong Nam-san, as well as Jeong Jung-san, treated the youngest as inferior. It was closer to contempt.

Now it was the opposite. There was a difference that was difficult to compare.

“… … .”

It was when Jeong Joong-san closed his mouth.

“Hey! The leader’s older brother has arrived!”

thud!

From the upper steps a tall young man fell, his hero gun waving behind his forehead.

It was Heonwonchang who was in charge of the ‘formation’ of Gwangyechae. He was approaching the entrance straight away, and the way he spread his arms out wide was quite exaggerated.

Jeongjungsan and Heonwonchang were spherical. They met when Jeongyeonshin climbed Jongnamsan with Heonwonchang when he was white.

When he created the Gwanghwa Sword Style and fought against the Paegeom Sect, Jeong Jung-san and Ip Hwang-shin Hyeop were at odds with each other.

On the one hand, the relationship between the Jeong brothers was lukewarm, and on the other hand, Heonwonchang did not know the secret of the Jeong family head.

It was quite some time later that Cheongmyeong, Baekmirye, and Ma Gwangiljo heard Jeongyeonshin’s story.

Iphwang Shinhyeop walked over with a bright smile.

“It’s so nice to meet you! I’ve missed you so much!”

“Are you talking about me… … ?”

“Didn’t you know that the guy you met once was actually a bum? I couldn’t let you go without giving you a good slap in the face! You’ve really been waiting for a long time!”

This was after the other Magwangik masters dispersed to check on the security of Seoan.

The guest house was being used by Ma Gwang-il-jo, Tae-yeon-ryong, and Jegal Cheong-a. Before I knew it, they had each gotten off and were approaching me from the surrounding area.

Taeyeonryong looked puzzled.

“Why is it doing that? What is it?”

Everyone except Heonwonchang is seeing Daeju’s blood relatives for the first time.

It seemed like a pretty big event for them.

“We don’t look alike. Thank goodness.”

Baek Mi-ryeo brushed back her jet-black hair. Her beautiful face had slightly raised eyes.

Her role was usually to establish discipline in the often quarrelsome Ma Gwang-ik household, but now she was moving her snow-white fingers gently as if she was lending a helping hand.

It is a hand that has been trained with the Heavenly Demon God’s Small Magical Skill. It is so beautiful that it could be called a delicate jade hand.

“It was him?”

Cheongmyeong just looked on with a faint smile.

A strange chill flowed from the sight of Jeong Jung-san staring blankly at the rough fist of Heonwonchang. It was enough to make Jegal Cheong-ah, who was nearby, step back slightly.

She looked up at Jeong Yeon-shin, who had come closer to her without her knowing.

“Can you please not stop me?”

“The great swordsman, the Dragon Swordsman, will be waiting.”

“Yes, I was surprised when you came just now.”

“let’s go.”

I won’t kill you. Jeong Yeon-shin slowly headed toward the annex. Something warm was squeezing the lump in her chest.

* * *

I encountered the painting of Wijimyo in a cozy room in the annex.

She was still beautiful, with delicate features and clear eyes.

Although the feather decoration on her ebony-like hair was somewhat worn, the prayers surrounding her entire body looked more robust than before.

He was a swordsman who constantly grew, as he was famous for being the best swordsman in Shaanxi.

Jeongyeon Shin had to receive her bow first.

Sarak.

The hem of her sky-blue dress brushed the floor. It was a polite gesture.

“My nephew, Prince Jeong, I lost my young son. It was entirely my fault.”

The word ‘sago’ refers to a female adult of the same generation as the teacher. It is literally like an aunt in the clan.

Since Jongnam Geomseon took Jeong Hye as his disciple in his later years, Wiji Myohwa’s nephew Jeong Yeonsin is a close friend.

“… … I will be alive.”

Jeongyeon Shin gently grabbed her shoulder and lifted her up.

Although the power of the law and the internal energy of Taoism are different, is it because the fundamentally pure energy of Jeongjong has been refined? The touch was soft and warm.

“Hye-ah inherited the bloodline of the elder swordsman. She is also my blood relative. There is a lot to find out about her, and she is a position that can be used. The Sima Wei clan and the Thirteen Heavenly Kings are very clever people, so there is no way they would throw away the black sword that shakes the Iphwangseong. No matter what I do, they will keep it.”

“I think so too.”

A bright voice interrupted. Jegal Hyun, who was sitting on one side of the table, was smiling faintly. He was greeting his younger sister, Jegal Cheong-ah.

It was said that Sunryong Jegalhyeon filled the position of Commander of the Menghui that was left vacant by Ye Sojeo. It meant that he had great authority.

He had expressed his desire to temporarily train with Ma Gwang-ik in Seoan, and Jeong Yeon-shin had accepted.

“I think it would be better to sit down first.”

Ma Guang-ik-ju appointed both the Zhuge siblings as military officers. Wei Zhi Miao-hwa also sat there. It was as if Ip Hwang-seong had joined hands with Jeong Pa, but it was not awkward at all in this position.

“In the ten most important rules of Baduk, it is said, ‘Be careful not to rush quickly.’ Be careful to estimate your opponents.”

Jegal Hyeon said.

“The kidnapping is very regrettable, but it is good news that the evil spirits have been narrowed down to Paegeomjong and Yeoling. Paegeomjong is the most daring in the Thirteen Heavens, but he does not enjoy killing outside of the battlefield, and Yeoling has great patience and can compete with shamans and Shaolin. It is just that his intentions are very sinister… … .”

He opened the fan wide. The white crane pattern carved into the ribs was revealed.

“There is no need to worry about Jeong Hye. As long as the leader Jeong is alive. That is, the behavior of the Paegeomjong and Yeo Ryeong has been like that up until now. Since they are a sect with a long history, they will take full advantage of what they can. There are countless documents in the main house that record their behavior.”

Jeong Yeon-sin glanced at Jegal Hyeon’s retinue for a moment. He had brought his older brother Jeong Jung-san with him.

As I dealt with the problem of blood relations, the fan that reminded me of the swing of the head of the household strangely came to mind.

The elder leader of the Paegeomjong clan, who had just reached the final goal of the mission, greatly contributed to the destruction of the Jeongga clan.

The Gwibaeksin Sword Yeo So-hyang. Still flying through the vast empty space like an immortal, everything that Jeong Yeon-shin had thought of in this place was immediately reaching Jeong Ga-jang.

Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her lips.

“… I guess I should just focus on making the next move. If he’s the eldest lord of the Thirteen Heavenly Kingdoms, there’s no information he doesn’t know. The moment he’s killed, the situation in Shaanxi’s martial arts world will also greatly deteriorate.”

He spoke in the style of Seonryong.

Jegal Hyun’s smile grew slightly darker.

“The first thing to do is to scatter the Gwangyechae all over the West Bank. The two major factions are heavy-handed, so there’s nothing going on yet… … If things escalate into a great battle, there’s no other way than to retreat. After that, we need to be on guard and then thoroughly lead it to a personal confrontation. There are two key issues. Whether the leader can handle the Guibaeksin Sword, and whether we can have a private duel.”

The senior leader of the Paegeomjong clan was said to be a person who served in the secular world as the clan leader’s wet nurse.

He was a master who was indifferent to everything unless he received instructions from the leader of the swordsmen. He was known for being extremely stubborn.

There were many rumors that he was a noble family from the country of Daeri who was destroyed by the sword of Iphwangseongju, and that he possessed the swordsmanship of the Immortal Realm.

The sight of him riding a sword in a sword flight was the height of mystery. Some Shaanxi people worshipped him and even built shrines to him, regardless of his affiliation with the Jianghu sect.

It is said that they do not treat people like people. Even mentioning them carelessly can be seen as disrespectful.

Wi Ji-myo-hwa, sitting next to Jeong Yeon-shin, opened his lips.

“I would like to suggest a retreat. Confucius has done enough. It is a great achievement to have subdued the Seven Great Clans of Xi’an.”

The concern in her eyes was clear.

“Gwibaeksin Sword Yeo So-hyang has three absolute secrets, and there is not a single one of them that she cannot discuss with the world. There was even a time when she almost mixed hands with the Iphwangseong Shingeomdanju.”

“There are other problems as well. In the world of martial arts, a one-on-one fight is surprisingly not easy to achieve. It’s even more so when you have the Daebangpa as your background. The head of the elite, Yeo So-hyang, is also a person who is indifferent to the lower ranks… … As long as the leader doesn’t reveal his identity, he won’t even fight you. The problem is just dragging you down.”

Jegal Hyeon intervened slightly.

Ma Gwang-ik did not answer.

I just glanced at the main building of the guest house. It was in the direction of the Iphwang Credit Union.

* * *

The next day.

Identical posters were posted on every street in Xi’an.

[If you have thoroughly studied the Four Books and Three Classics, you cannot help but look after the people’s livelihood through filial piety.

During the famine, deplorable events occurred all over the world, but the heroes still felt pity for the needy and carried out their lofty ambitions.

This is why I have taken to heart the teachings of my parents and the monks, and why I feel sorry for the leader of the distant Paegeom sect.

What learning can there be in the mind of one who is eager to show off his noble martial arts skills?

It must be because he doesn’t have parents.

It is truly a pity. Is there anything more vain than doing nothing without purpose? If the one who raised you had taught you properly, you could have used that great power to help the people.

All of these are indisputable facts, but if there is anyone who would like to teach me a different viewpoint, I will gladly accept the argument. I will wait for Ahreman while enjoying the scenery of Daewolhyeop.

-Gwangyechae (曠藝主) Acting Leader, Jinhyeong]

After the sun had set twice like that.

As dawn casts a dim curtain of light.

Hooooooo―!

A ghostly sound split the air. It gradually descended. The echo from above grew incredibly loud.