Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 485

◈ Wilderness Annihilation (4)

The inner quarters of Mokgajjang.

Suddenly, when Jeong Yeon-shin opened her eyes, a certain intuition struck her mind.

‘… The Dark Emperor is dead.’

The old monster called Cho-yeol no longer exists in the world. This is because all of the spirits have been completely destroyed. The same goes for the internal energy of the Dark Heavenly Emperor that remained on Earth.

Insights from the Baihui point in the head.

The absurd and ignorant view of Gongwolmu has completely disappeared from Hangzhou.

Just like the fate of many martial artists who die in vain on nameless mountains.

Naturally, Jeongyeonshin’s upper body began to heat up again.

It was a very damning feeling, but in the grand scheme of things, it was a blessing. A person’s short life is not related to the world’s well-being.

If Cho-yeol had lived, another great incident like the Gyo-ryong-hyeon-hyeon would have happened someday. It would have been a very good thing.

also.

Jeong Yeon-shin immediately recognized who had accomplished such a feat. To him, neither the Iphwangseongju nor the elders of the old faction were targets of caution.

There was no need to do things like narrow the scope of the senses and increase the density.

‘Brother Heonwon.’

The person who could be called Jeong Yeon-shin’s true older brother eliminated the trouble.

The infinitely sharp Cheon Geuk Mun Ju’s unique energy wave was in the hands of Ip Hwang Shin Hyeop, and it was as if he was holding and swinging a Buddhist treasure.

Something that no other breakwater leader could do.

As a purple color of nature, you must definitely achieve great achievements.

If you tell the General Office, Heonwonchang might be able to obtain the qualifications for the Black Order. Somehow, separate from the uneven power of the Iphwangshinhyup.

“…Why are you wide-eyed? You’re not even a newborn.”

Shin-ui, who had been in Jeongyeon-shin’s sight, blurts out words with a blank face.

He had a very pale complexion, and his cheeks were sunken to the point where it was difficult to describe his haggard appearance. He looked like he was dying.

“You could probably get up, but I see you’re lying down. I guess you know that your lot is to just sit around in a corner.”

“yes?”

“The purple-colored status of the Emperor’s family is flashy on the outside, but doesn’t it mean that it has sacrificed its soul and body to serve the world? A truly good life would be the life of a wealthy man in a remote countryside. You should definitely know this for your own sake.”

“Elder.”

“hmm?”

“Before meeting you here in Hangzhou, haven’t we met separately?”

Jeongyeonshin looked at him blankly and asked.

The expression on Shin-ui’s face, who had been speaking bluntly, becomes strange.

A strange feeling was glimpsed. In the smooth face characteristic of the noble clan, invisible wrinkles somehow seemed to swim with the passage of time.

“Why do you ask that?”

“I asked because it felt familiar.”

Jeongyeonshin answered nonchalantly. That was true in fact the case.

There was silence for a moment.

“… I don’t know.”

“okay.”

“Why don’t you focus on something else instead? There are people gathering around you who are desperately hoping for your recovery.”

“Are you talking about the Lord Seongju and the seniors?”

“They are none of my business.”

He frowned as if telling me not to bring up the subject. Then, Shin-ui pointed to a window that wasn’t even open.

“The emperor is dead.”

That’s what I said.

It popped out without mercy.

It was a story that shook even Jeong Yeon-shin’s composure, who had become even more like a gentleman after seeing the Taegeuk. There was no sense of falsehood in Shin-ui’s words.

The upper chamber whispered in my mind that the story was true.

Meanwhile, the voice of the god continued without any high or low tone.

“Sir… the pillars that supported the heavens have collapsed. The world is on the verge of disaster, and the Zhou royal family, as well as the local warlords, indigenous sects, and all sorts of big factions are keeping a close eye on how this country will fare in the future.”

“Your Majesty the King, truly… … .”

“They all have the power to turn this land into hell. You know better than I do. The Thirteen Heavenly Kings, the Nine-Five Heavenly Kings, the Eight Great Kings, and the Martial Arts Clans are shaking off all sorts of plagues.”

“… … .”

“But the Emperor of the Holy Land does not get involved in such chaotic situations. She is a noble person on her own. She never takes part in anything that the Emperor does not personally request. She moves only for reasons that are difficult for humans to fathom, like a natural disaster. Therefore, she is the one who focuses the world’s attention today.”

Bam.

“This purple robe is the pinnacle of Yangyang martial arts, capable of moving all kinds of unmanned forces.”

The finger of the god who was putting the needle in tapped Jeongyeonshin’s chest once.

It felt like she was receiving harsh advice from her grandfather, whom she had never met. Jeong Yeon-shin stared blankly down at her chest.

Thinking back to the emperor’s face, which was so mysterious.

“In terms of rank, the highest rank is the Yi Hwang Seong Ja Saek, which is more important than the first rank and even the royal family. You must have heard all about the atrocities your maternal grandfather committed in Beijing. And yet, your rank remains intact. The center of power that controls the world is shaken by a few words from you guys. This is even more so now that the emperor has passed away. Countless people from all walks of life will want to catch your eye.”

“power…?”

Jeong Yeon-shin’s mouth twitches as her eyelids are slanted downwards.

His head was slightly tilted to the side.

He understood the story of the gods. However, it did not really sink in. The Geonreung Emperor he knew was someone who cared about the people’s livelihood.

-If your heart is unbreakable over time, you are the sword of this country.

The emperor never intended to invite Jeongyeonsin to the north. He only mentioned it as a joke when they first met.

He also allowed the other purples to do their own thing. He did not get caught up in a battle that could threaten the imperial power right away.

As for the Yao tribe’s masters, it seems that the three greatest masters of the imperial family and the Zhou clan’s warriors are enough.

Even while looking north, he could not let go of the people’s livelihood.

The Emperor then lost both of them, and took responsibility for their deaths, the repercussions of which may yet reverberate.

Jeong Yeon-shin thought. Shouldn’t the descendants of such people not move in hopes of gaining power? Unless they want to lose their heads.

“Yes, power.”

Shin-ui raised the corners of his lips.

“Those who are not a swindler console themselves by saying that one sword is enough for life, but among the powerful martial arts and factions, there is no one who has not exchanged drinks with local officials. Those who are truly satisfied with martial arts do not care about the imperial court. Most of them are called ‘Thirteen Heavenly’ or roam the martial arts world alone. Or they are just like the old factions and stay in the mountains.”

“…What do you want to say?”

“As an old man who has seen all sorts of people over the years, I advise you that among those who come to you at this hour, more than a few will have a sword in their heart. Whether that blade is pointed at you or shines to prey on the innocent is up to you to decide.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was listening to those words, suddenly realized something.

The Emperor’s residence outside.

Even though he must know that I’m awake right now, he doesn’t bother to tell me. It’s as if he can sleep more. What could be the reason?

For a moment, Jeongyeonshin’s eyes lost focus.

“ah…….”

There was no Baek Mi-ryeo or Chil Sado.

* * *

“Get out of the way.”

A soft voice came from the front of those riding sturdy horses. The air hummed with the short command.

The energy waves that originated from extremely powerful internal energy rippled translucently in the air.

Crack, crack.

The sound of horse hooves echoing lonely.

“… … .”

The crowds that filled Hangzhou’s streets were parting like waves.

A deathly silence permeates everywhere.

People wearing ceremonial and military attire of all colors, including red, blue, and green, rode their horses slowly toward the center and soon reached a hill where a wooden cart had been erected.

Immediately afterwards, the rider, who had skillfully balanced himself on his fine horse, raised the long flagpole.

Flutter.

A flag with the words “Hong Hwang” written on it.

In the silence, a strong wind beat against the flag’s fabric.

In many places, people who were gasping for breath or shocked rapidly increased. Hong Huangwang (洪晃王). One of the Zhou royal family members who was personally granted land by the emperor and appointed as king.

They formed a force comparable to that of a major clan, and led countless masters while maintaining order in their assigned regions. The Central Plains were that large.

And it wasn’t just them.

Crowds of people approaching from all sides, as if surrounding the shepherd.

Eight groups moved slowly from eight directions. They were all mixed groups of men and women.

“Is this the right place?”

“Think of the number of mobilized ships. It wouldn’t make sense anywhere else.”

Even though it was a famine, each of their faces was oily. Each of them had a well-developed body and wore smooth silk clothes.

Because all the groups had auras, they were emitting aura waves that suppressed the surrounding civilians.

In fact, in some of the streets, some people were barely able to breathe and were only making hoarse sounds.

Saaaaaaaa―

Each of the eight groups had at least a hundred people. Because the scale was so large, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly. It only took a moment for it to look like a fierce battlefield.

There are three factions of kings, including the Hong Huang Wang family.

The military corps of the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies, which is equivalent to a full-time rank.

The Daesangbang (大商幇) was formed after several merchants made a pact, and today, it dominates the supply of goods during famines.

The party of the governor of Zhejiang Province.

Masters of the Four Provinces Martial Arts Alliance (四省 武林盟), which was formed recently through an alliance of martial arts schools from Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Fujian, and Guangdong.

And the imperial envoy from Beijing.

They arrived at once as if they had caught the day. It was because they had really made a secret promise to each other.

Purple.

He is a peerless master who can control the life and death of others just by sitting across from them. Even above him, only the Emperor and the Lord of the Imperial Castle exist.

On the way to ask something from someone who can even exercise force against officials.

No force can move alone. It was right to gather together, even for the bare minimum of defense.

That was the reason why they were so tense even while talking quietly at this moment.

“By the way, I don’t know where His Majesty the Emperor disappeared to. I thought he went north, but that wasn’t the case, and he didn’t show up even when the dragon appeared here in Hangzhou… … .”

“There is a reason why it is difficult to track him down even by secret route. I heard from Beijing that he is struggling somewhere else.”

Suddenly, all the sound of horse hooves stopped.

Many of the eight groups stared blankly down at the shepherd without getting off their horses.

It was the tension. Countless transmissions passed between them.

-There was a fierce battle. The divine being does not grant medical treatment to those who have accumulated internal energy. The divine purple body must be very tired.

―You said that you made connections with the old school masters at the Hwasanjiyak Bimu Competition. Since Cheon Geuk-munju cut off the head of the Mudangpa Gogeom, I think it is right to focus on praising him for defeating the Oedo Jeilgeom.

―It won’t work if you just make it look easy. You have to give weight to your words to be able to attract the interest of someone as talented as Jeong Yeon-shin.

―It is right to honor the king, but if we bow down to his subordinates, our proposal will be ridiculous. Let’s act as usual.

-Ark! Please don’t slip up!

―Don’t worry. Many people are dazzled by his bloodline and mistakenly believe that Jeong Yeon-shin’s temperament will be violent, but if you don’t provoke him first, there is no one who is as gentle as he is. Hasn’t his childhood already been revealed to the world? The villagers of Shinya-hyeon called him a calf-like child.

The world is in turmoil due to the death of the emperor. The eight groups that have inevitably gathered here now are a testament to the chaos.

I was entangled in a very complicated relationship.

The various royal families, including the Hong Huang King’s people, came to confirm the non-interference of the Iphwangseong in the governance of their lands.

Meanwhile, Comrade Do-dok-dong intended to request reinforcements for the fierce battle taking place in the north.

The purpose of the Zhejiang Province governor is to congratulate Zheng Yanxin on the recent events in Hangzhou and to send him back safely.

There was a point where he felt guilty because he had previously collaborated with Taemosanseong and Cheongeukmun.

Those who took action with pure intentions after hearing various rumors were very few. In fact, it could be said that it was only the Saseong Murim Alliance.

The group in the target room immediately wanted to borrow force from Ip Hwang-seong.

When it comes to moving massive amounts of material, no word has ever been as safe as the word “rough.”

“Since many distinguished guests are waiting, I will speak intuitively.”

The master of the Great Hall, Gwanheo, jumped down from his fine horse and spoke.

He was a very handsome old man, and he was deeply skilled in both arithmetic and martial arts.

“The imperial support for Ip Hwang-seong may be cut off for a while. However, our Gwan-heo Sang-bang can make Yang-yang even richer. Please send a message to your purple.”

The master of the upper room spoke while looking down at the forest of trees.

He was a man who held the purse strings that reached all over the world, but he was the lowest in status among the eight groups. Naturally, he was given the role of being beaten first.

That was the reason why the grandson of Paehyeop could not be generous to others from the beginning.

But the upper house thought differently.

‘The rumors about Gwangya Ilmyeol are somewhat exaggerated. In reality, he is closer to a gentleman than any other purple man in history, and is a person who is relatively easy to talk to.’

If you look closely at Jeong Yeon-shin’s actions, you can’t help but think so.

The target room.

They are people who risk their lives for even a single piece of silver. When it comes to the delicacy of their information power, they are no less than Gaebong and Haomun.

So at this moment, you can prepare to use the power of the Emperor’s army privately.

“…What are you guys?”

The Emperor’s son, Ip Hwang-shin-chang, looked up at him blankly. He didn’t even pay any special attention to the flags of the various royal families.

The cold wind that blew incessantly lifted the black hair that had fallen to the nape of her neck.

The owner clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘It’s because you don’t understand the situation.’

Even the wilderness is a place that is difficult for a sane person to handle alone.

The problem was the influence of the seven groups on the world.

If we look at the faces of those gathered together, any big faction should give up. Force is a secondary issue.

The peerless master Jeong Yeon-shin is one of the freest beings in the world, but the status of the purple-haired Iphwangseong is by no means that.

How can we resolve these huge conflicts of interest?

For a person with a sound mind, seven days and seven nights would not be enough.

“I have no business with the Lord of the New Sword. I’m sure the others here have no business with me either.”

Phew!

In an instant, a thick wave of air spread from several groups.

It was intended to remind us of their existence. The pressure was so strong that it even made the dust blurry.

The forces that reached the world pressed down on the flesh of Aksurim, as well as Heonwonchang, Shinsobin, and Jinmu of Cheongseongpa who had arrived nearby.

“There is something to discuss on equal footing with the Purple Emperor.”

The head of the household said quietly.

* * *

It was the visit of a shepherd.

‘gentle.’

The young man with his back to the Iphwangseongju was thinking to himself. He was crouching roughly on the edge of the gently sloping roof of the inner quarters.

The purple hem of her clothes reached down to the bricks and was mixed with the stone dust.

‘I am a maggot. I can’t do anything, and I have to do anything… … .’

Kurung.

In that moment, a tremendous wave of energy surged from the hand holding the divine sword Yeol-Rae.