Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 492

◈ Name Tree (4)

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A moonless night.

Two people were drinking on a platform carved out of a very large rock.

Because the surroundings were covered in pure white snow, each body line stood out. Each was a large man who had polished his body to the limit.

While one man was repeatedly emptying and refilling his glass without hesitation, the man on the other side was just staring blankly at the surface of the glass as if balancing it on a large axe handle.

It was a snowy mountain.

It shone even in the pitch-black night air. Instead of the full moon that had filled the night before, there was only silence, but somehow it felt noisy.

It was because of the presence of the two people. They didn’t need moonlight.

“The precious two-legged liquor has all gone cold. I went to great lengths to get it.”

The man holding an axe as big as a person’s upper body horizontally, the voice of Gunma Nokrim General Chaeju was gentle and quiet like that of any other Confucian scholar. Unlike his nickname of Taebaek Buwang (太白斧王), he was free from madness.

Her hair was neatly swept back behind her white fur coat, and her calm eyes somewhat matched her large body.

“It took quite some time.”

The man who had been drinking nonstop twisted his lips. He had tied a dark yellow robe around his waist, exposing his upper body.

Even though he was sitting hunched over, his rectus abdominis muscles were clearly separated and there were large and small bruises all over him. A white steam was constantly rising from his entire body, making a whooshing sound.

The chief secretary glanced at the sight and slowly opened his mouth.

“The pupil is the foundation. Is that the best martial art in the world?”

“The help of the Ip Hwang Seong double purple was great. It gave me a lot of inspiration.”

“I just said the best in the world. But Huizhou doesn’t dare to deny it.”

“It’s no use being sarcastic. If I think I’m the best in the world, then that’s enough.”

“I saw you writing from up close… Yes, I can say the word ‘best’.”

The tone of the general manager was strange. It seemed as if he was acknowledging the fact that the Muryonghoeju on the other side was Hyeokryeonpungwol (赫連楓月).

However, the Muryonghoeju simply laughed heartily as if he had lost his mind due to alcohol. His eyes, as thin as thread, also slightly widened.

“It’s exciting. If only there was a god of war or a monster from the north accompanying the moon in your place right now.”

“Can you handle it?”

“You bandit, you are also an unmanned person, so you are the same as me. From the beginning, there is no one who does not know that the Gongwolmu of Gunma Nokrim, the commander of the Gunma Nokrim, was targeting those two. At least among the skilled and peerless masters.”

“… Let’s get to the point. The queen sent a message.”

“Are those who read the long lines plotting a conspiracy? It didn’t come to me… … .”

“Well, doesn’t Hoiju have a house?”

“There is a main meeting.”

“Isn’t that Muryonghoe a bunch of wandering ronin these days? It’s only natural, since they planned to establish the Shingeomdanju some time ago. Where in the world would they have a foothold? In any case, according to the message from Yeo Ryeong-ju, if Muryonghoe accepts my proposal, the thirteen thousand and seven will form an alliance.”

“…seven?”

“With the Blood Flame Cult and Dream Moon within it, it’s safe to say that they’re more than halfway there. The Blood Flame Cult has been torn apart to such an extent that it’s still going strong. Recently, Il Sa Do gathered all the branches scattered across the world to form a new sect and sat on the throne of the sect leader. It’s said that he drove out the Blood Flame Cult’s greatest historical and cultural asset as a public enemy of the sect. On the other hand, Dream Moon is the most difficult sect to read in the world, but for some reason, Yeo Ryeong Ju didn’t suspect their cooperation.”

Gunma Nokrim’s general manager stared silently at the wine glass on the handle of the axe and moved his lips.

“There, the Mansangsurochae defeated the Changjiangsu Army and the Shingumdan Gwanggeomdae, thereby penetrating the Central Plains, and our Gunma Nokrim was able to obtain some of the cavalry martial arts of the northern tribes and compile the existing Shingongjeolhak. In addition, there are Yeo-ryeong and Pae-geom-jong. If even Hoe-ju agrees to the alliance, the flow will be…”

“Is this the trend of the world?”

“It’s not something that can be stopped by one person. It’s even more so now that there’s only one purple-haired man who is freely roaming the world of martial arts. It seems that the Dragon Master is busy stopping the powerful being. It’s a sad but thankful thing.”

Swish.

Suddenly, a jade-colored cup floated up on its own from the handle of the chief steward. The alcohol inside it disappeared without any warning.

For a moment, the eyes of the Muryonghoeju Hyukryeonpungwol caught his attention, but the expression on the face of the president who continued speaking remained calm.

“The Yeo-ryeong-ju is envisioning a future where she will greatly benefit from being on par with the Zhou family. Since we have come together in these troubled times and have become connected through a secret alliance, we have already achieved half the success.”

“What about the famous school? I heard that the power that the Little Heavenly Demon has created is formidable. I heard that the martial arts of the Yelul family’s Aesongi are also the best in the West.”

“Unfortunately, I’ve heard that every time a messenger from Yeo-ryeong goes there, he dies. Either lightning strikes out of the blue sky, or a sudden, violent avalanche buries people and horses. The weather there is truly arrogant.”

“That’s pretty ordinary. How can we, the seeds that are true to our desires, come together as one?”

“It has to be that way now. If you want to avoid being swept away by famine and turbulent times and hold the flow of the world in your hand. Geumsimun, Sipjeonmun, Sunmalyeon, Taemosanseong, and Cheonggeukmun… Every Simawei Road that the new purple passes through is in danger. If you include the martial arts chieftains, the number is even greater. It is truly a direct disaster.”

“Well… he doesn’t look docile. His qualifications are still hard to believe. But he’s one guy. If you guys dare to step forward without any shame, I’ll count the number of people in the thirteenth heavenly sphere.”

“His whereabouts have disappeared. However, I can’t just sit back and do nothing, so rather than looking for that friend, I think it would be better to seek out Yangyang.”

A story that flows out calmly.

“hmm…?”

For the first time, Hyukryunpungwol’s complexion changed. The general manager spoke of the forbidden secrets of Gangho.

Hogwangseong Yangyang was a forbidden area in the world of martial arts, literally an area where open discussion of things like the Bangpa Battle was forbidden.

It is because of the nature of the emperor.

Swish.

The wine glass rose to the level of the chief minister’s eyes as he raised his handsome body, and then quickly turned to dust with a thud.

Then he blew a puff of air, and the jade-colored dust billowed to the sides and settled on the heads of the four men.

An old woman with two developed arms, a middle-aged man holding a spear with two halves, a young man with long ears, and even a monster with burn marks all over his body with the bandages that bound him up torn in various places.

Even while the chief priest and the chief priestess were making their grand speech, they were there. They were sitting, kneeling on one knee, or in some other position, with their heads turned forward.

“It’s a shame that the head of the household isn’t there. It’s fortunate that a renowned elder was caught. If the head of the household hadn’t been here, the place would have been empty. He is truly a precious person.”

Sabak.

The general stepped forward in front of them. His footsteps were soft compared to his size.

A nerve that places the weight of the body on one point.

Then, they started walking slowly, but the four people still hadn’t moved. This was because they had been subdued by the demon blood and the blood clot.

“I beg your forgiveness, Soyeon Daeju Yoo Daehyeop. Since Boshin Gyeong is so unpredictable, I had no choice but to break his leg as soon as my luck allowed. Isn’t he clearly the Blackest Swordsman in the Shingeomdan? His footwork was truly outstanding.”

The general manager spoke softly and respectfully. The young man with big ears just looked up at him with his eyes wide open.

“And Myeongryu Daeju… I’m sorry, even the Haomunju of the world doesn’t know your name. In any case, your appearance is very regrettable. Since the Hyeokryun Huiju boldly took action, I had no time to stop you. But I understand. Your silver sleeping technique was as threatening as the Akgaju’s. I almost gave up my back, but if that had really happened, my mother would have been very sad. The lifeline is so tenacious that she hasn’t even paid the funeral yet.”

The long story is that Cheongsanyusu’s speech and actions were like those of any other Confucian scholar. Before I knew it, he was doing the same even with an axe on his shoulder.

The bandaged monster didn’t respond. The general manager also turned around in front of him. He was slowly circling left and right around the four people’s bedsides.

Hyukryunpungwol, who had been staring blankly at the sight, opens his mouth.

“It looks like you’ve taken out both of Ip Hwang Seong’s eyes. It’s quite a feat as the beginning of a counterattack.”

“Do you really think so?”

When the general manager asked softly, Hyukryunpungwol’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Speak coolly.”

“The Ip Hwang Seong is a group of monsters in the world. When they gather together, their power is unparalleled, and their eyes can see hundreds and thousands. All government offices in the world are their secret offices. Even Ji Hyeon, who is posted to a remote village, can be considered an informant.”

Damn it.

The sound of the commander’s footsteps passing by the prisoners of war suddenly grew louder.

“Thanks to that, Ip Hwang Seong sends out his soldiers to figure out all sorts of trivial matters like a ghost. That’s why we need to have information capabilities that are no less than theirs.”

Hyukryunpungwol waved his hand.

“Information source… Would it be the same even in a famine when corrupt officials are rampant? Isn’t it the same with the bandage monster and the long-legged guy?”

“You should never underestimate their power. Whether it’s their information power that encompasses the world or their purple color that could strike at any moment. As always, Ip Hwang-seong is arrogant. Heaven is also with them in the form of a small island.”

“so?”

“Quick and decisive action is key.”

It was when the general manager was passing by the bedside of Soyeon Daejoo Yoo Jeongmyeong.

Suddenly, the axe of the chieftain, who had turned his body dimly like a ghost, made a sound like an earthquake and struck down, tearing through the air.

Phew!

Fragments of the shattered skull scatter in all directions.

He was right next to Soyeon Daeju. Even though he had lost his head, Akgaju still maintained his posture by kneeling on one knee. His body already looked stronger than the broken spear at his feet.

The chieftain, who was carrying the axe on his shoulder again, nodded faintly.

“You sent a letter to Ak No-hyeop, who suddenly lost his position as deputy chief. Asking him to sit in the position of the head of the household… It can’t be done, it can’t be done. If Akga Vision falls into his hands and he performs Gongwolmura, wouldn’t it be a big deal? He took that position without any hesitation in the latter half of Akga Chang.”

Sabak.

The general manager slowly moved his feet again.

“Hyeokryeon Huiju.”

“Speak.”

“Let’s go to Yangyang together. I think this is the only chance. No matter how you look at it, Gwangya Ilmyeol is far from the true nature. Not to mention Yong Danju.”

“Let me ask you one thing. Are you planning on killing the other three as well? It doesn’t look good.”

“I’m worried. Oh, thanks to Yeo-ryeong-ju and Hao-mun-ju, I’ve learned a lot about the young man Seomyeran. Does he know that there were more than one or two girls who secretly loved him when he was young? If he had just a little bit of wit like my father, he would have acted like the leader of the village alleys, but he just got beaten up here and there… Well, it’s like he was born with the temperament of a tyrant. It’s really amazing.”

Soon the sound of snow crunching grew louder again.

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Inside the Cheonhamok.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s two days in the village of Dong-yeok were peaceful.

It was a place where large bushes swayed like fans. I had never seen such green land. Although it was far from the city center, even the inner outskirts had a different natural environment.

It was the first time he had breathed such pure air.

The brick house of Chicheon Palace Baek, where he lived, was also neat and spacious. There was a guest house where guests like him could stay.

Only the townspeople were a bit strange.

Although Chicheon Palace Baek ordered a strict inspection, there was considerable distance in the gazes that occasionally looked up at Jeongyeon Shin’s residence. Sometimes, it even felt like the wall was being breached.

Only one person was friendly.

It was a boy who introduced himself by whistling his name.

He was very handsome despite his youthful appearance, as he had thin cheeks for his age, and it was said that the sound of the wind made by his mouth was his real name.

He went outside Cheonhamok and asked Jeongyeonshin to give him a pseudonym.

-Is my teacher’s last name also a pseudonym? He said he uses the surname Wei.

– Of course. Everyone from here is like that. Those who were born and raised outside the country use their clan names or real names in Chinese characters.

-ah.

―You’re really kind for an outsider. Everyone I’ve met has a weird side to their head… Even Mr. Yong of Iphwangseong fought with Lord Bukmyeong Kwon-hu for ten thousand seconds and put all the villagers to sleep. Mr. Ma, who was treated coldly outside the gate, broke the entrance with his bare fist and entered the city, right?

-You haven’t heard about the grown-up people.

-I guess so.

-It has nothing to do with me. More than that… … .

-Oh, right. What do you call him?

That day, Jeongyeonshin heard a beautiful whistle and gave the boy with a very gentle impression the name Jongyeon (種緣). It meant a relationship that had been created for the first time.

The end of Cheonhamok was extremely joyful. He even went to the house of Chicheon Palace Baek, where many people were reluctant to set foot, and gave him pillows, sleeping bags, and other valuables.

Thanks to you, I was at peace.

On the second day, he waited silently until he heard Chicheon Palace Baek discuss the Iphwangseongju. What happened that day was separate from Jeongyeonshin’s patience, which was like a clear mirror.

She passed by the disciple who had just received the previous disciple outside and sneered at him, and Jeong Yeon-shin, who had not seen him for two days and nights, did not bother to stop Hwan-gang who had jumped out on his own.

It was also the will of the Qing Qilin, who was the best in the world in terms of example and spirit. There was nothing more severe in the world of martial arts than the delay of a master and a disciple.

Another day passed like that.

Hwaaaa …

Under the strong wind that blows ceaselessly like a thread.

Jeong Yeon-shin was sitting on one side of a completely ruined vacant lot, using a brick wall that was still intact as a backrest.

The originally cozy and neat residence had disappeared without a trace.

It has been three days since I entered Cheonhamok.

He just slightly raised his eyelids.

Sabak.

Chicheon Palace Baek was walking towards him from the other side. It was the first time since they had exchanged words. Jeong Yeon-shin slowly opened her mouth.

“Why do you look like that?”

“Run away.”

She said.

His indifferent face has become very thin. It’s different from when he fought Jeongyeon Shin yesterday.

Even though Chi Cheon-gung Baek rained down arrows like meteors that day, his expression did not change.

Even when he was trapped in the sword of the lightning, he only raised his eyebrows, but now he looked more like a wreck with his bones exposed. It was as if something had sucked up a huge amount of his internal energy.

“I think you remember hearing the other day that there are four chief guardians of the Cheonhamok.”

She looked down at Jeongyeonshin and pursed her lips.

“They are the ones who enforce the laws of the city. Although the hierarchy is divided, their status as non-action is the same. You worldly people would call them peerless masters.”

“They’re coming this way.”

Jeongyeonshin answered with an expression that didn’t make sense.

In fact, he rarely felt strong waves.

Yongjigeomgong, Bukmyeonggwonhu, Chicheongungbaek, and Geumbyeokja (金霹子). These are the beings that govern the east, west, south, and north of Cheonhamok.

The aerodynamic waves emitted at this moment were as elegant as the long lines of the old waves, and their density was thick enough to remind one of them. It seemed as if natural disasters were coming according to the will of each nickname.

Boom! Rumble!

Just moving around here creates a deep resonance. It could be said to be the most important land in the world.

They were truly masters.

In that moment, Jeongyeonshin’s eyes became sharp like a lightning sword.

“It might have been fine before the East Station was destroyed, but now it’s impossible to communicate. It would be best to leave quickly and wait for your teacher… Don’t act like a guest.”

As soon as he got up, Chicheon Palace Baek took a step forward.

Likewise, Jeong Yeon-shin did not stop walking. He walked straight towards the Chicheon Palace, which stood tall like a castle wall, with a look of great anger on his face. The sound of his strides gradually grew louder.

Wooooow!

Between the two people, thick ripples extend out and ripple violently.

This was because the rivalry between the peerless masters had clashed. While the areas of internal energy that they had always kept open were causing friction, Jeong Yeon-shin silently walked towards Chi Cheon-gung-baek, who had even taken out his longbow while glaring at her.

And then.

Sarak.

The two men brushed sideways, their waistbands rubbing slightly against each other. The contact had completely disappeared.

It would be right to say that they were showing off their pride among themselves. At that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s front shoulder pressed down on Chi Cheon-gung Baek’s shoulder.

“you.”

He whispered in his ear.

“What are you doing here?”

Woof―!

A strong energy wave burst from Jeongyeonshin’s body, and Chicheon Palace Baek was immersed in the magical power of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi that spread like transparent sunlight all over his body.

Her cheeks, which had been maintaining an indifferent expression for a moment, regained their original flesh color.

“That little brat is so cheeky….”

Chicheon Palace Baek’s words stop.

That was why my body recovered in an instant.