Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 33

Coriander (2)

“······Is it Hwangseong?”

The one who broke the silence and muttered was the nobleman who had appeased the ronin.

The way he was leisurely chatting with the two women present changed. He seemed to be interested, along with a slight sense of embarrassment.

The ronin rolled his eyes up and down.

“Are you really the unmanned one of the Iphwangseong?”

Jeongyeonshin did not answer.

“Your mouth has insulted the monk. Do not think that your patience will last long.”

It was Heonwonchang who spoke with a rare serious expression. The moment he drew his sword, his murderous intent would be revealed.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had witnessed the fight at Heonwonchang, did not want to waste time.

With his mouth shut, he twirled the remaining chopstick between his index and middle fingers. The ronin’s expression changed abruptly.

“I didn’t mean to insult you, Mr. Ip Hwang-seong. I just······”

“I don’t care about your work. You said that Cheonganmagyeom lost his eye. Tell me about that.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had her hand on the sword, looked at it clearly.

“Tugwi! They said that the Blood Flame Cult was behind the Tugwi! Several Blood Flame Cult swordsmen and one of the Blood Flame Cult’s apostles clashed with Ma Gwang-ik, and they met their end while protecting a Mincho family······.”

“······.”

I thought that Ma Gwang-ik was particularly kind and Cheongmyeong-dap.

“The next one after the Sword of Blood is the Flame of Blood Sect.”

Heonwonchang muttered with a tired expression. Jeongyeonshin nodded slowly.

In eleven of the other thirteen heavens, I couldn’t even see the hem of the clothes. It seemed that only two were woven together repeatedly.

It seemed like Hanam and Seomseo were their main areas of activity.

“You must have hung up your neck and opened your mouth.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. Perhaps it was because of the spirit-like power in her voice. The ronin’s body stiffened.

From the Dangrang faction to the Jongnam faction and Paegeomjong faction, they fought repeated group battles with blood flowing.

There is no way his temperament would be the same as before. Jeong Yeon-shin was gradually advancing towards becoming a martial artist.

“Song, I’m sorry!”

The guy bowed deeply. It was as if he was looking at me as a messenger.

It seemed that the name Iphwangseong and the move shown by Jeongyeonshin made it like that.

“This is the first time I feel like pulling out the Ip Hwang Geum is such a waste.”

Contrary to Heonwonchang’s words, Jeongyeonshin felt as if she was looking in a mirror.

The sight of someone throwing away their pride and taking their life. Their own neck is so precious.

The scene created by the ronin did not seem like someone else’s. It was him.

The island of Ma Gwang-ik, who must deal with the Lord of Iphwangseong and his public service.

“Have a meal. Pay the owner for the table.”

He said it absentmindedly. He thought that it was something he himself did not know. Perhaps he wished that fate would show him this kind of tolerance.

“At that age, with that kind of power, it would be easy to indulge······.”

“As expected, a master from a prestigious school has class.”

Jeong Yeon-shin’s attitude seemed to have been accepted as the tolerance of the strong.

This may be because he showed a light wave that could be guessed even with chopsticks.

Not only other ronin, but also men and women who appeared to be children of noble warriors expressed their admiration for the distribution.

The ronin stood up and called the innkeeper and paid for the table that Jeongyeonshin had broken.

It was obvious that he wanted to leave, but he was holding back because he was afraid of him.

The prince got up from his chair and approached Jeongyeonshin.

“Isn’t your nickname Seomye?”

As I nodded, a look of interest appeared on his face.

“Following Baekgirin Namgung Hwasin, I see a person who will become the light of Iphwangseong. It is truly a pleasure to meet you. I am Chen Yu of the Shaanxi Jin family.”

“This is Ma Gwang-ik and Jeong Yeon-shin from Ip Hwang-seong.”

Jinyul’s group, including Heonwonchang, also exchanged greetings. They were said to be the daughters of a nearby military officer.

Those who had originally been present left awkwardly. Jinyul had handed them a coin.

“I have always admired the martial artists of Ip Hwang Seong. Coming from a small family like ours, we have no choice but to be close to the world of the common people, even though it is a world of martial arts. Whenever I see Ip Hwang Seong’s swordsmanship in the world of martial arts, my heart feels refreshed.”

He said with a smile.

“The late Emperor’s Later Index. I heard that there is a master whose martial arts skills are quite high for his age. He is said to be active in Shaanxi, but it seems he is a member of the Small Alliance.”

“The executioner’s ears are quite sharp!”

Jeong Yeon-shin was embarrassed and did not answer, but nodded silently. Heon Won-chang smiled and praised Jin-yul. He seemed very satisfied.

“It seems like the Magwangik people are going to Namjeon (Blue Field). May I ask you to accompany me? I know it’s rude to meet you for the first time. However, I would like to make friends with the Iphwangseong masters.”

“Jeong So-hyeop, what do you think?”

Heonwonchang did not agree without thinking.

Although he treats Jeongyeonshin like a younger brother, he never goes against the hierarchy.

The blue robe recognized by Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye is above all white.

Jeongyeonshin opened her mouth.

“Can you guess the destination? Do you know the details of the situation?”

“After the fight between Jongnam and Paegeomjong, Ma Gwang-ik and Hwasanpa are now the hottest topics in the Seoan martial arts world. Everyone’s eyes are on them, so even those of us who come from small and medium-sized martial arts families can’t help but know about the big events in the martial arts world.”

Jinyul answered without losing his smile. Jeongyeonshin looked at him for a moment and nodded.

* * *

Xi’an was one of the most prominent cities in the Central Plains.

Since the county is Namjeon, which is at the eastern end of the city, it took quite a while to get there, as we started from a guesthouse near Jongnamsan.

In the meantime, Jinyul and Heonwonchang became quite close.

“I shouted there. The island spirit of Ip Hwang Seong! Cut off the head of the elder of the Paegeom Sect! ······At that time, my rebuke must have been no less than that of the lion roar of Shaolin. All the warriors of the Jongnam Sect and the Paegeom Sect turned their heads. You should have seen it.”

“Would a man of the Imperial Palace tell lies? How could I not believe it?”

From the beginning, the two of them had a good sense of humor. They quickly started talking comfortably.

Jinyul was not like a person of small means. He was very knowledgeable and knew how to help others.

He has a noble air about him that attracts people.

In an instant, Heonwonchang’s mouth corners rose and he was talking with a face full of affection.

“Did Jeong So-hyeop really cut off the head of Pal-hyeong-na-chal-geom?”

One of the daughters of the officer who was riding along asked.

His bronze face, which seemed to have been devoted to training, was full of curiosity.

Jeongyeon Shin shook her head.

“It’s just a wheel battle. Senior Sword Dragon, Muryeong Kwon, Senior Dan-ae Sword, and Hyeonwon So-hyeop have exhausted their strength. The elder of the Thirteen Heavenly Kingdom is a master of a different class.”

“I did get a move on that! Hwa-ryong-jeom-jeong was Jeong So-hyeop’s dazzling sword!”

Heonwonchang laughed out loud. He seemed very pleased with Jeongyeonshin’s compliment.

“Let’s take a short break.”

Jinyul, who was laughing together, suggested. The sun was high in the sky.

It was also time to grab a bite, and there was a stream running near the road that gave the horses water.

Jeong Yeon-shin nodded.

Heonwonchang volunteered to take charge of the horses. He left him behind, holding the reins one by one, and headed toward the stream.

As he bent down and took out a gourd from his bosom to fill it with water, Jinyul, who was sitting on the left nearby and glanced at Jeongyeonshin, opened his mouth.

“Does Mr. Jeong So-hyeop also use the left hand?”

“I use the sword as a superior sword. Although I have only shallowly studied the recommended method.”

“I see. Then the left side would be the weak point.”

The tone was casual, as if talking about everyday life. The tone was so feminine that I realized the content belatedly.

Swish.

He extended his sword at an astonishing speed, but it didn’t even occur to him to strike.

Jinyul’s ambush was incredibly stealthy. It was like what would happen if he had used a dagger to perform a quick attack.

The true energy of the Jeonggadonggong arose within my body. The internal energy that filled the veins of my body was much heavier than before.

Jeongyeonshin had been preparing since the moment she agreed to accompany him.

Jinyul was unusual for a person you would normally see.

Even though he was the person I met at the first inn I stopped at after coming down from Jongnam Mountain.

‘As if I had been waiting.’

It was the moment when he used the Shihwamugeukkwon’s Gugyeol on his left arm. A creepy sword light emanated from the diagonal.

The flashing trajectory cut off Jinyul’s neck in an instant.

Crunch!

“I knew this would happen.”

Heonwonchang was standing over a corpse whose upper body was thrown into a puddle of water.

He lifts the hem of Jinyul’s clothes and wipes his own Iphwanggeom with it.

His face was calm, as if he had never been close to a corpse before. Jeong Yeon-shin stared at him blankly.

“I was going to do it.”

“Even so, I am just as perceptive as Jeong So-hyeop.”

Heonwonchang, who was smiling brightly, kicked Jinyul’s head.

As soon as it fell into the stream, something like ink dyed the clear water black.

Bright red hair began to appear from the tips of her head.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been looking away for a moment, opened her mouth.

“I guess you’re a Blood Flame Cult assassin.”

“You’ve become a target. It seems that you’ve recognized the achievements and reputation of Jeong So-hyeop. Now, you’re a true enemy of the Blood Flame Cult. As a martial artist, you stand alone, so I’m very envious.”

“What about the rest of his party? The daughters of the officer.”

“I guess I’m crossing the Samdo River.”

They were the same. Heonwonchang was shocked.

It seemed as if Jeong Yeon-shin had been ambushed while she was out getting water.

I thought this is how the silver of the martial arts world is made. It was said to be a mountain and forest made of swords.

Dosan Geomrim (刀山劍林). I finally feel like I have stepped into the real world of martial arts.

Jeongyeonshin’s reaction was indifferent. Just like the tone of voice Jinyul had uttered just before the assassination.

“I think I’ll get there in half a day.”

“Let’s go.”

* * *

“Yeonshin. He has accumulated unbelievable achievements.”

Cheongmyeong said with a smile. He had a cotton cloth wrapped around his head that crossed his left eye.

Even his shabby appearance seemed unable to suppress his prominent nose.

He was a senior who I was grateful for, but also found annoying for no reason.

He thought that the only people who would worry Ma Gwang-ik were himself and Heon Won-chang.

Cheongmyeong just smiled brightly.

“Killing the elders of the thirteenth heavenly kingdom? Even I have never done it before.”

“It was reckless. Fortunately, nothing serious happened.”

Baek Mi-ryeo’s eyes swept over Jeong Yeon-shin’s entire body as she grabbed her shoulders with her very cold hands.

Heonwonchang, who was standing next to him, seemed to be saying with his expression, why he was not being spared.

When we first made contact with the Hwasanpa, four people sat around in the guest room we stayed in.

“What happened? It seems like the Lord isn’t here either.”

Baek Mi-ryeo opened her lips to Jeong Yeon-shin’s question.

It occurred to me that the fingers that were sweeping the hair behind my ears were whiter than usual.

It seemed to be the aftereffect of using some martial arts to extreme effect.

“Our leader, along with the Hwasanpa masters including Geomjeol, has gone in pursuit. The Blood Flame Cult behind it has been revealed. It’s another situation. I don’t know what they’ll do with Jasodan, but there’s a high possibility that support will come from the main castle.”

“What about Senior Cheongmyeong’s eyes?”

“Tugwi used his secret weapon. He was facing three Blood Sword Masters. This idiot could have easily avoided it, but there was a house behind him. He had no choice but to strike with his sword.”

“What kind of secret could it have been that was so······?”

“The trigger-type dark weapon of the Sichuan Tang Gate. It is called a flying strike explosion. Its power is tremendous.”

Even though he answered softly, his momentum did not subside.

She seemed to have become very sharp, but Cheongmyeong, who had been smiling obliviously, intervened.

“I also cut off the bastard’s left wrist. Anyway, we should raid the Tang family as well. There are rumors that they are secretly making fire bombs. Should we head there for our next mission?”

That was when.

Kuung!

“There is no next time for you guys.”

The sound of an explosion came before the voice. Cheongmyeong muttered as he grabbed Jeongyeonshin and Heonwonchang by their necks and knocked them down.

“Daeju, you’re not working.”

Kwakwakwak-!

A huge flash of light came through the window, like rain pouring down from the side.

I almost got stabbed in the ass. The lifestyle of the Ming Empire was standing, not sitting.

Baek Mi-ryeo, who had already reacted like an animal, was crouching as if preparing to counterattack, but she opened her eyes wide when she saw Jeong Yeon-shin standing up in an instant and climbing out the window.

He immediately shook off Cheongmyeong’s arm. Jeongyeonshin’s field of vision narrowed as he ran.

A middle-aged man of small stature came into view.

‘What? Wasn’t the purpose of the Jasodan?’

There were more than one or two powerful waves that penetrated the guest house.

Baek Mi-ryeo’s announcement that she would take over the Blood Flame Cult passed his ears.

“White clothes in blue robes. You are a local.”

The middle-aged man greeted Jeong Yeon-shin with a smile. The loose silk sleeves caught his eye.

The murderous spirit spread as if killing the masters of the Imperial Palace was the purpose of their lives.

“Handling light? That’s too much of a title for a lover.”

There were people who recognized him one by one. Is this how Kangho’s reputation is built?

“Is this the right answer?”

He approached me without hesitation, as if he didn’t even know what was going on. He didn’t even wait for an answer.

As he walked straight ahead, a blurry wave of light like that of the Gwanghwa Sword arose from the sword he pulled out.