Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 521

Sunset (12)

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It is common for post-war processing to take much longer than the war itself, especially in times of chaos.

Lost power, shattered forts and weapons, supplies cut off during the fighting… All these enormous losses had to be compensated for by any means possible.

Even the Iphwangseong Fortress is the largest breakwater in the world.

If the supply of food during the famine is not properly carried out, it will be difficult to fully recover from the damage caused by the Battle of Bangpa. This is where the weakness of Ip Hwang Seong lies. This is because they were a group that had a lot of things.

At that moment, when everyone was selling their minds.

No one seemed to take the sunlight, which briefly rippled like waves, seriously.

This is because countless masters of the Iphwang War released their dense energy.

It was almost common for sunlight or other terrain features to be disturbed late.

But there was a small ringing in Grand Master Im Jin-myeong’s ears.

―It’s a secret that I must pass on to you, Danju Daeri. Just keep in mind that the purple has reappeared in the original nature. You’ve forgotten something very important. It’s difficult to convey everything in one or two meals.

It was a woman’s voice, so confident that it actually sounded mad. It was a voice that resonated while being locked in an extremely delicate use of internal energy.

Sulfur resistance.

A situation where the streets are filled with people who are not good at anything.

Moreover, there were those who were red-eyed and wanted to gain profit from the Emperor in any way.

They simply packaged themselves in a way that suited their respective positions, but before they knew it, a sense of oppression had begun to fill the room.

“The author oversees all the affairs here, big and small?”

“That could very well be the case. The position of Grand Commander of the Imperial Palace has been the center of oppression of the martial arts world for generations… Not only that, but the future course of action of the Purple Hierarchy is probably stored in that head.”

“Then, what about the marriage of Seomye Jeong Gong, who has no suitable family…?”

Those who whisper as if telling you to listen.

No one reacts particularly to the woman’s voice. It is basically blocked from eavesdropping.

However, Im Jin-myeong kept his mouth shut because he could not imitate her internal energy skills.

And I thought.

‘Where on earth have you been? What is it that you have to pass on to Your Majesty?’

It had not even been half a day since the end of the Battle of Iphwang. Im Jin-myeong’s upper battle was still overheated. Naturally, it would be extremely difficult to respond appropriately at the right time.

Shincheonhwa, the leader of the Shingeomdan from Jeonjeondae.

The time of manifestation that had been allowed to her had already passed a long time ago.

He had once deviated from the wide-area formation that maintained the spirit of the one who was the master of the new sword, and then returned. There were truly many questions.

However, some of the people in the audience seemed to have misunderstood his appearance. The king also seemed to have the same impression.

“You think I came here to make an unreasonable demand. Or maybe you have a sense of shame in mind.”

The King spoke while stroking his smooth blue sleeve. His voice was calm and soft, and Im Jin-myeong did not deny the story. It was true.

The king slowly turned his head from side to side and smiled faintly.

“The title of Deputy Chief of the Shingeomdanju is a very ambiguous position. It is even more so when you consider the power and authority granted to Jeongga Seomye. Shouldn’t we give strength to his legitimacy?”

A low, low voice, and a posture that elicits a slight response from the audience. This is the conduct of someone who was noble from birth.

At this moment, none of the guests filling the area responded to his words, but on the other hand, there was no one here who tried to stand in opposition to the king.

Only then.

Im Jin-myeong saw through them what they felt while watching the Battle of Iphwang.

A world where you have to protect yourself.

It was a world where the words of Han Yu, a scholar of the Tang Dynasty, came true, and the law of the jungle prevailed. In other words, the extremely powerful gangsters no longer cared about the state.

And there is a new emperor who may have a great influence on the world by winning a great battle.

There are also politicians who are difficult to trust, who cover up such armed groups.

The Battle of Ip Hwang Seong.

It was a part of the chaotic times that had arrived.

It was also an event that proved that the world’s situation had changed, as it was a great turning point.

‘The interest rates…?’

Im Jin-myeong’s eyebrows furrow.

It was like crows flocking to the ruins in search of prey. They wanted to get what they wanted through subtle yet strong pressure. While none other than Jeong Yeon-shin had disappeared somewhere.

“Therefore.”

The one who most disliked the Shingeomdan led by Seomye Jeongyeonshin, King Ju Taeil, continued speaking.

“I propose an engagement.”

“… … !”

“I’m sure you can push it forward.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The successor of the Jeongwangbu… If the Yeonggeomgunju and Jeongga Seomye are united, I am willing to move the royal family to Iphwangseong at any time. Yes, in the future, the Iphwang Jeongga (入荒鄭家) that will regard Seomye as its ancestor will be created. Along with the Ju bloodline. Naturally, it will surpass the Iphwangjeil family and surpass the best family in the world.”

It was truly a groundbreaking story.

It was meant to be a proposal to incorporate the later royal family into the Imperial Palace. Otherwise, it was a proposal that made one bow one’s head. There were bound to be gasps of relief everywhere.

Im Jin-myeong’s eyebrows, which had been hardened like a colorless iron tower, also twitched. However, King Jeong-wang continued to speak while looking around.

“Jeongga Seomye led the fight that ended today to victory. There is no one with the authority or the royal family who will raise objections to leading the powerful group called Shingeomdan. However, if the time spent as a deputy continues, there will inevitably be noise everywhere. Those who like to find fault may try to pull the young and innocent purple from his position.”

It seems that he is trying to conclude his proposal for sure. The king’s long and short story is starting to go too far.

Im Jin-myeong immediately applied the brakes.

“You seem to be getting too involved in your own affairs.”

But the king dismissed his words with a strange smile.

“The overlord spoke of legitimacy earlier. Yes… it lacks legitimacy. It’s been too long since Mayeonjeok and Yongheemyung showed their faces. No one can verify his status as a single-man proxy. At a time when such a huge fight has already taken place.”

-And I understand that the lord has personal problems as well.

The last words were a telegram.

“… … .”

Im Jin-myeong suddenly felt a strong presence around him.

Did he really visit with the intention of promoting an engagement with Jeong Yeon-shin? The noble onlookers each showed signs of agreement or caution with Jeong Wang’s story.

In fact, King Gongmyeong, who had already gone all the way to Beijing, had even conveyed the following message: “Jeongga Seomye should not leave Yangyang.”

Repeated famines within.

The imperial family failed to completely suppress the northern powers outside. And the whereabouts of the suicide bomber were unknown.

Just before the advent of truly chaotic times, they now wanted to fully wield the sword known as the Jeongyeonshin.

Even though the Iphwangseong Shingumdan spanned such a vast empire, it possessed a force that could change the world.

A power that will survive even in troubled times.

The last story of the king attests to this.

“It is no exaggeration to say that the fate of this country depends on who moves the Shingeomdan. The Emperor has also discussed his future, so as a long-time member of the Zhou family, I am qualified to discuss the future of Jeongga Seomye. I can also strengthen his status and authority. With the powerful force of the Shingeomdan in my hands, I can freely roam the world… Ah!”

Suddenly, he stopped talking and looked around and smiled.

“The fruit has left such a precious person alone. If you have anything to say, say it too. Here, in this place.”

There was a slight emphasis at the end.

Everyone can’t help but notice. It means that it’s better not to come forward unless absolutely necessary.

However, as if King Jeong had come with the intention of taking advantage of Jeong Yeon-sin’s influence that cast a shadow over all of Yangyang, few of the guests who had arrived at Iphwangseong immediately paid attention to King Jeong’s expression.

They were the kind of strong people that a world like that could have.

“It was something that needed to be discussed for a long time, but it suddenly became a battleground. As you know, I am the head of the Huishangdaecheonbang (徽商代泉幇) alliance, Geumyakran (金藥蘭).”

A woman with a leisurely smile stepped forward first.

The green silk garment had a subtle sheen that suited her very well, and an intangible energy was also added to it.

It might be because there is no one to trust.

It was a world where if you were a merchant who had mastered martial arts half-heartedly, you would be plundered not only by the merchants you trusted, but also by the merchants who were trying to steal from you.

She represented the errands the guests had.

“I will speak frankly. I would like to personally make a hundred-year promise with Jeong Gong. As you know, Grand General, a ten-year age difference is nothing when you consider a lifetime.”

“… … .”

“If you accept, I will build a fortress in Namjikrye that is the same size and utility as this Iphwangseong Fortress, and I will fill it only with ronin who are very good at wielding swords. It will become a force that will only follow the orders of Jeong Gong. I will do my best.”

Proposals beyond imagination continue.

It’s not a crime. It’s just people who see right through the things that require a certain level of intelligence.

Although the island’s Jeongyeonsin symbolizes the troubled times with her overwhelming presence, there were also many new powerhouses who emerged from all walks of life. It wasn’t just Geumyakran.

A person who was excommunicated from the Shinto sect.

“I’ve discovered the hideout of the hermits of the noble family. There are countless spirits there. I don’t even want to ask for Jeong Gong… I’d like to have a cup of tea with the Grand Master.”

King Yunming (論萌王), who ruled the northern part of the wealthy Fujian land.

“The King has put forward my daughter, but I am willing to stand next to Seomye myself. I will especially grant his child the title of Ju. I can even write a poem about the Shingeom Yeoreum being comparable to the Ipsingeom and post it around the world, staking my royal title on it.”

It keeps on going without a break.

Even the royal figures, such as the King of Destiny and the Lord of the Palace, were particularly talkative.

“If there is an age difference of about a hundred years, there will be no discord in the family. There will be no need to use fortune telling and fortune-telling. I intend to kick out the concubines of my husband and acknowledge him as my only husband.”

Im Jin-myeong felt dizzy.

Those who wanted the shadow of Jeongyeonshin. Each of their positions were no different from the strong and stubborn Kyungpa.

They have been making deals in all sorts of ways.

This was done by cleverly avoiding the words that Jeong Yeon-shin had declared in Hangzhou, that if you act rashly, you will not be treated differently from the martial arts schools.

They don’t even use the common people as bait. They just thoroughly dig into things that require imperialism and political correctness.

“I am different. I came to receive the treasure of the family. It is the best fist of the family, the secret weapon left behind by the martial artist Eonhwaryeon.”

Im Jin-myeong was familiar with the face of the giant who had spoken like that. Eon Gi-bo, the Seven Fists of Invincible. He was the one who lost to his nephew, Eon Ga-gwon-ryong, in the competition for the succession.

As his nickname suggests, he was a martial artist who was never in danger until he had thrown seven punches.

“I didn’t come empty-handed. One time, my sister… Gwon Mu-gong tried to weave Gongwolmu based on her experience with Jeong Gong’s ‘Hwan-gang’. I plan to give Jeong Gong the letter I received from my sister at that time. Of course, it may not be a great gift for the Heavenly Swords, but my sister’s insight has surprised even the Sword Master Hyeon So-baek when it comes to fist and palm. It will definitely be helpful.”

About all this.

Im Jin-myeong stood there dumbfounded and silent. Because of the commotion, the soldiers of Iphwangseong who had rushed in were also unable to approach him rashly.

They are all famous people.

I can’t treat it carelessly.

It was a time when Beijing was extremely sensitive. The Qianling Emperor, the northern powers, the gathering of the Thirteen Heavenly Kings, and the uprisings of local chieftains all over the world…

Even if Jeong Yeon-shin was the best, if he suppressed them here with force, the position of Danju Dae-ri would be in danger. How many Kings and military commanders are there in this place?

This is why Im Jin-myeong cannot act rashly.

Even the most powerful of the evil spirits has never lived through a time when imperial power was so shaky.

Even if Yong Hee-myeong were to return, he would have to shoulder a huge political burden. He might be dismissed immediately. This was the limit of the imperial family and the people’s livelihood.

Some guests who couldn’t even speak whispered while glancing at Im Jinmyeong.

“It’s a one-sided battle.”

“It will be a considerable burden. It would be better for the king not to show up at all. Rather than doing nothing and losing his reputation….”

Im Jin-myeong inwardly agreed with those words. A rare young Shingeomdanju. A person of power with such a long future ahead of him is given responsibilities and honor commensurate with his status.

Of course, it was because he had to keep his position. It was only natural that someone who was about to die would not be given great responsibility.

‘hmm…?’

At that moment, Im Jin-myeong’s head tilted slightly to the side.

A booming voice poured in along with the sunlight.

[There’s no separate banquet table. They really brought a lot.]

“… … !”

The crowd suddenly jerked their heads up. No one had noticed the presence.

It was above the sky.

The side where the long mountain ridges are dyed red.

In the setting sun, the shadow of a woman was seen with her hair fluttering.

[It’s been said that supplies are best taken from enemy territory, but this is quite refreshing. It rolled in on its own. Hmm? Over there, is Jeong Su-ri okay?]

Blurry concentric circles burst out from the bodies of the King, Yeonggeomgunju, Geumyakran, Yunmyeongwang, Eonkibo, and the guests who had conserved their power by watching the Battle of Iphwang as if they were complete strangers.

It was truly a rapid propulsion of the nerves.

[Storage. Prison.]

Krrrr!

In an instant, rocks rising from the ground like icicles caught them.

Of course, there was a loud noise of shattering glass. It was the sound of each and every one of their personal protective equipment being shattered.

The fragments of the true energy silently seeped into the sunset. Some even vomited blood into it. It was a blow that could not help but penetrate to the bone.

“How…?!”

Before they could even show their shock on their faces.

Im Jin-myeong turned his gaze to one side.

At some point, Cheon So-so was standing on the roof, holding onto Jeong Yeon-shin’s sleeve.

The Lord of the Sun Mok Commandery had stopped the deputy leader of the Danju Corps from going on a campaign, but Jeong Yeon-shin could not shake his hand. To be exact, it was probably because of the state of her senior’s body, which had been injured in the Battle of Bangpa.

“I’m not doing anything. No, just leave it alone.”

[Give me everything.]

Two purple voices overlapped each other.

Beep!

At the same time, the cry of a bird could be heard from afar.