Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 494

◈ Name Tree (6)

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When I set out on a journey to Hangzhou.

After destroying the three commanders of Taemosanseong Fortress and changing the organization of the Shingeomdan together with the General Office, he fought a war of nerves with King Gungmyeong for two days before crossing from Yangyang to Hangzhou.

All of this didn’t even take seven days or nights. This was because I repeatedly climbed onto the lightning and flew at full speed to reach the summit.

Even such a grand journey would have taken only three days, so today, the journey from the eastern village of Cheonhamok to the center could only be a short one.

Sabak.

Jeongyeonshin landed lightly on the ground.

A pure white lightning bolt flies in on its own, hits the hilt of the Songmungo Sword, and then smoothly inserts itself into the scabbard.

The sword that was accompanied by unnecessary movements was a recent problem.

Even in the midst of a fierce battle where a single inch of swordplay determines life and death, if an error like this were to occur, it wouldn’t end as an ordinary matter.

‘There is no problem with the Seonryong-ihwagyeol… … .’

It was when he touched the handle of the lightning bolt twice.

“Stranger…? Where do you come from?”

A surprised voice rings out.

It was the front line.

Towards the tall trees blocking the front like an endlessly high fence. About fifteen swordsmen, who seem to be the city’s water guards, stand upright on tree branches, looking down at Jeongyeonshin.

Like other nobles, they all had human-like facial features and sparkling, deep blue eyes.

It was an appearance that I would see countless times in the future.

“It is the island of Ip Hwang Seong. It represents the true nature with its purple status.”

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke calmly. Her attitude was very confident.

There was nothing to be afraid of in the first place. He had no intention of sneaking all the way to where the main body of Cheonhamok was.

After learning the truth, I had to have an honest conversation with the experts here. It was enough to just know the shortcut.

-Why are you climbing over the wall when you are not even a gentleman?

Something my uncle Margin once said.

It was when he crashed the Volcanic Clay Punch Competition

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was usually worried about his and her maternal grandfather’s temperament, also slapped her knees at those words. There were times when Ma-jin, nicknamed Narak-sal, would say the right thing.

“It’s not a lie. Seomyera… Does anyone know?”

“I’ll go ask the merchants outside. Wait for me.”

“It doesn’t make sense that you came from Ip Hwang Seong… It’s not yet time to visit. Is there something lacking in the city?”

“No. I don’t need anything.”

“How about kicking him out when he doesn’t even look hungry? No, how did he get in in the first place?”

“It looks quite strong, but I can’t feel it. Are you hiding your energy? Something feels strange… … .”

“It’s purple. It’s the same color as Shincheonhwa.”

“Come to think of it, those clothes are like a nightmare. This is not an ordinary thing. Report it to the elders immediately!”

The swordsmen of the famous tribe standing on the tree did not lower their voices. Perhaps because they all possessed great energy, their voices were filled with deep internal energy.

Jeong Yeon-shin felt no particular hostility from them.

‘That’s just… … .’

It was like welcoming a guest while lying down in the living room that had been familiar for hundreds of years. It was not an intentional rudeness whether he said he was kicked out of Jeong Yeon-shin’s presence or he evaluated his entire body.

The word ‘Ma Hyungmong’, which seemed to refer to my maternal grandfather, also came naturally.

At the same time he thought.

‘Strong.’

The density of the waves is thick.

Even though several of them disappeared behind the trees, the feeling of them touching my skin like threads was sharp.

Each of them has reached the level of a master through the intangible sword energy they have cultivated over many years, combined with their enormous accumulated energy. Even though they are the first ones you encounter at the entrance of the city.

The peerless guard.

It’s as I heard from the village elder, Jongyeon.

Not only the Four Great Guardian Laws of Heaven and Earth, each of which was close to absolute power, but even the warriors guarding the city in the center were masters.

Naturally, Jeong Yeon-shin’s doubts could only grow bigger.

why.

Why are they so carefree?

The Seonmokryeong of Cheon Soso, who works hard to protect the energy of the land, the Yeo-ui-cheon of Bukgung-ah, who goes out to find the limbs on his own, and other armed forces of the Shingeomdan that regulate the order of the dangerous martial arts forest.

There is no space anywhere.

It goes without saying that those who protect Cheonhamok must be strong, but if you include the guardians who are difficult for even the most powerful of people to look down on, aren’t they overflowing with power?

What were they doing while the Shingeomdan’s warriors were dying?

‘What a crazy star.’

The moment when Jeongyeon Shin’s lips hardened.

The masters of the famous clan, who had developed a keen mind from birth, reacted immediately to the change.

Each of them twisted their feet that were standing on the branches, then disappeared from their places in an instant and reappeared while surrounding Jeongyeonshin. It was a Boshinshin close to Lee Hyeonghwanwi.

Phew! Hwaaaaah!

The backlash from the new law caused by the ten people turned the surrounding area into a wasteland. The movement alone caused piles of shattered dirt and rock fragments to fly in all directions, blocking Jeongyeonshin’s vision.

Beyond that.

The three remaining men in the wooden watchtower were already loading arrows onto the longbows they had pulled out from behind their backs. A faint, radiant current flowed along the bowstring, which at first glance looked as tough as iron bars.

A heavy vibrational sound spread out from the aerodynamic wave.

Just as famous swordsmen cover their blades with deep energy, they are at a level where they can load their bows with the secrets of the swordsmanship of the spirit. If they were to go out into the world of martial arts, they would be able to gain great fame.

Woooo …

In such a power that pales in comparison to the thirteen thousand dark night battles, the alertness is extremely sharp like the hundred thousand palaces.

“If you could give a message to the mayor of this city here.”

Jeongyeon Shin slightly twisted her lips.

“I will not go out on a limb.”

He concluded his speech in a low voice. However, he was among those who reacted greatly to even the slightest change in facial expression.

There are probably few experts here who would take the advice of the Purple-colored Ip-Hwang-Seong at face value. Jeong Yeon-Shin had already anticipated this.

No questions asked.

This is the most suitable word for people with strong character.

Is it any different if they are from a noble family?

Wow!

First, four people came rushing in, stepping on the silent path. They quickly closed the distance with a natural sword strike, and even though the angles at which they drew their swords were all different, they felt like they had a certain pattern.

A series of movements were clean and flawless, yet all of them were elegant. Anyone could tell that it was a rising sword technique.

‘The divine sword of Mokhayeon Gangsin Sword.’

It’s exactly as I heard from the old man, Jong-yeon. Four swords are blowing in from all directions in the wind.

A martial art that thoroughly hides the invisible presence of the sword energy and increases the speed of the sword strike originating from the sword to the extreme.

Kwakwakwakwang!

As soon as they reach Jeongyeonshin, they are each split into three pieces with a loud noise.

The moment of impact, it was torn to pieces in half, and at that point, the resilient force that stretched out like a tidal wave tore the sword’s shards that were surging upwards in half once more.

It was only natural that the famous swordsmen were swept away in the stormy aftermath, back the way they had come.

Those who suddenly vomit blood and collapse.

A heavy vibration echoed in all directions. It was like running at full speed without any direction and hitting an iron wall. There was no way that these people, who had lived their entire lives leisurely, could cut through the calluses of the Dangga siblings.

Damn it.

Jeongyeonshin, whose entire body was suddenly enveloped in a soft glow, began to walk. There were swordsmen who had become the masters of the half-sword at his feet, but there was no one who caught his eye.

In that moment, three beams of light shot out in a diagonal line from the empty space. The archers standing on the branches in the distance had let go of their bows.

It was truly an exquisite timing difference. The three arrowheads were so fast that they had already grown to the size of bowls the moment they came into view, and the surrounding area swayed like the air of a summer day, as if they were not ordinary strong bows.

At the same time, Jeongyeonshin quickly swung her long sleeves twice as if dancing.

In the first turn, he caught two arrows with both hands and threw them back, and even then, he still had time left to grab the other arrows with his hands and cast the Seonryongihwagyeol. It was literally a split second.

Phew! Phew!

The first two arrows that returned pierced the sides of the natives with their defensive weapons, and the archers who were hit with the straight arrows deep in their bones flew towards the city beyond the wooden wall with their mouths wide open.

At that time, the last arrow had already disappeared from Jeong Yeon-shin’s grasp.

The last remaining archery master, with an urgent expression on his face, measured his bow and arrows bounced back and disappeared, and the arrows of the Igi Geogeom, which drew the letter “지” (之) and returned to Jeong Yeon-shin, overlapped his body like rays of light following the encirclement of the famous swordsmen.

Naturally, it was inevitable that there would be several clashes.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

It’s the sound of the self-defense weapons exploding.

As the trajectory of the thread-like swordsmanship disintegrated into an afterimage, each of the famous swordsmen fell with their swords extended only halfway. Between them, the hem of Jeongyeonshin’s purple clothes fluttered long.

thud!

An arrow from the sword was stuck in the hilt. The neatly made feather trembled, but the vibration was buried in Jeongyeonshin’s footsteps.

It was one per person.

“You, someone like you… why, why are you like this… … .”

One person remained conscious. A swordsman with long ears and black hair that fell to the floor. Jeongyeonshin glanced at her and slowly walked away. It was toward the city.

“Is this land generous to those who strike first? In the outside world, it’s something you have to risk your life to do.”

I asked the question without making eye contact.

The swordsman couldn’t answer. Jeongyeonshin nodded slowly.

“I won’t rationalize it any other way.”

“… … .”

“This is my armor.”

Jeongyeonshin didn’t stop walking.

The old man, Jongyeon, said that even among the city’s water gatekeepers, there were some who were noticeably powerful in Cheonhamok.

Basically, it was because the people guarding the door had to be strong. Although they were inferior to the absolute guardians, their martial arts skills were certainly deep.

‘Everyone is strong.’

Jeongyeonshin did not relax.

He was greatly humbled by the Gogeumjinin and the Hangzhou Rebellion. He accepted the inferiority complex that he had been ignoring deep inside, and it was thanks to the fact that he repeatedly faced the broken mirror of Socheonmujeok.

I don’t think about monkeys anymore.

The world is full of people who have a destiny superior to his and Socheonmujeok. Even Shin Sobin, who would become Jecheon Daesung in the future, would live as long as the King of Mihu compared to the two of them.

Damn it.

The soft groans of the famous swordsman were drowned out by Jeongyeonshin’s footsteps.

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It was a quiet city.

Green granules floated softly like fireflies.

Thatched-roof houses with large leaves for roofs lined the street, while pure white, streamlined tile-roofed houses spread out in all directions, forming a huge circle.

People wearing all kinds of attire walked up and down the aisle like immortals.

The stronghold of the Cheonhamok clan.

Naturally, the news had to spread quickly. The invasion of the purple-colored Ip Hwang-seong was quickly reported. Even the Elder’s Hall, located deep in the city, was filled with the sound of a beautiful voice.

“The main gate collapsed?”

A voice filled with great surprise.

It was Inyoung’s soliloquy as she opened the long, tight curtain. Since there was no light, only the outline of her body was visible, and unlike her smooth, curved muscles, her cheeks were extremely thin.

The elder’s room.

The main body of Cheonhamok exists inside the curtain. It is truly the most important place in the world.

The subordinate, kneeling on one knee in front of her, opened his mouth.

“It was just a matter of time before the water gate warriors were repelled. They can’t use their hands more than twice, but they are helpless… They will soon reach the city center. I think it would be right for you, Lord Wonju, to take refuge until the Four Great Guardians arrive.”

“What about our roots?”

“Even if he is the grandson of Ma Yeon-jeok, he will never be able to approach Cheon Ha-mok. As the King of Chicheon Palace said, he has a violent temper but is a man of solid public works.”

“That is not the case. Even a warrior who goes to battle would first have to convince the enemy of his reason for taking up arms, but how can he commit such a heinous crime without even giving any justification… … ”

Inyoung’s soliloquy seeps softly into the darkness.

That was when.

Suddenly, the room became extremely bright with flashes of golden lightning.

A young man wearing a lightning suit entered. Cheonhamok Geumbyeokja. The face of the subordinate who had been prostrating himself before brightened.

“Well, well… I guess I could get angry when I turn purple. I wouldn’t know anything. If I grew up under the care of a demon, I wouldn’t have anything to say, like declaring war or anything.”

Geumbyeokja continued speaking slowly.

“But this is your master’s hometown. You won’t dare to mess with this place. I’ll go and persuade you.”

There was no particular order to his speech. His mannerisms and politeness were mixed ambiguously, and even his speech was indistinguishable from being sane or dreamy.

But the cozy atmosphere inside the room was maintained.

It was right to say that it was a deep sense of stability.

That was when.

―In the midst of the darkness of the world.

The words of a young man spread like wildfire.

It was a voice that filled the city and touched even the heart of the elders. In an instant, the three people, including Geumbyeokja, stopped talking.

“… … .”

―As the sword of the country, I see this place.

Having fun with nature.

There are no comrades to talk to [no comrades to talk to]… … .

The young man continued his verse in a soft, melodic manner, but when he reached the last verse, he concluded in an eerie voice.

―I asked my sword about the world.