Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 552

◈ Magic Mirror (7)

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As soon as Jeong Yeon-sin seized full authority over Yeokru Castle, he marched toward Chigeuk Castle, which was half a day’s journey to the northwest.

It was not difficult to move the army.

He won the favor of the martial arts army by killing the King of Flame with his bare hands. It was a very simple yet difficult feat. It was said to be an extremely virtuous act.

It had been a while since the northern gatekeeper had spread the details of what had happened at that time. Thanks to that, the monsters of the reverse fortress were ready to follow Jeong Yeon-shin.

In the land of King Chigeuk, who built a castle with earthen walls.

It thundered for two days.

All sounds originate from Jeong Yeon-shin’s unfinished kwon-gak-beop.

Resistance was fierce.

The tribesmen defending the castle had deep martial arts skills, and the old woman who presided over the ritual at Chigeukseong was a major obstacle.

―Who are you! How can you ignore the will of the God of War so much! If the Northern King wants to attack the Northern King, he shouldn’t come forward himself, but should send a great warrior!

She possessed unique magical powers, but at the same time, she was not alone.

He used all kinds of Dharma treasures, dharma formations, and countless innocent people as sacrifices to conquer the city. This was a method of stealing their innate energy.

It was difficult to climb the wall.

Every time the Reverse Force’s martial arts army leaped forward, they were hit by countless gusts of wind and were slammed into the ground.

at last.

It was only after the ultimate lightning was activated that he could be killed.

Jeongyeon Shin made her opponent’s heart burst with a movement that split the moment into moments.

Before she could utter her last words with her eyes wide open, with her right hand surrounded by colorless, transparent flower petals.

‘The sword cannot be cast, it is right to restrain oneself when using the sword, and the circular sword like the ultimate thunder… first, look around at both allies and enemies, and then only for about one hundredth of the time it takes to blink an eye.’

A new sword master who pretends to be the Northern King Yelul.

His true identity must not be revealed. If his identity is revealed, he will be in a position to gather all the Northern Kings together.

Each of them is a great general of a hundred battles, a northern warrior, and a true king.

He said that at least there were a dozen people.

If you go to the south, you will have to assume the danger of an old-fashioned long-suffering person with a murderous spirit, or the Thirteen Heavenly Lords, or at the very least, the Eight Great Three Lords.

Besides, there is no way that there wouldn’t be someone as outstanding as Namgung Gaju among them. He is literally another strong man.

The devil’s realm.

Even though the absolute rulers of the North were at odds with each other, they would not hesitate to join forces to kill Jeongyeonshin.

There is no one in the world who can endure such a situation alone. It may be unprecedented throughout history. Who can handle the most powerful martial artist of all time alone?

certainly.

Jeongyeonshin will surely face death. If her true identity is ever revealed.

That’s why we have to be fully prepared for this mission.

It’s definitely something that the new sword master should try.

If it was truly successful, the world surrounded by war and famine would be free from war, at least for the time being.

“He could even be the king of the North.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, wearing a mask, muttered softly.

Inside the roughly built barracks, surrounded by a translucent curtain, they were leaving Chigeukseong and heading to their next destination.

For a moment there was a small noise.

Shin So-bin was sitting cross-legged next to me. Her exhalation was muffled by the silver mask, making a muffled sound.

Jeong Yeon-shin asked calmly.

“What else are you dissatisfied with?”

“This is the situation right now. It’s a situation where even self-restraint is not enough, and yet you’ve caught the attention of all the northern powers. I’m just a blue-haired man who often dies even in the mountains, but what if something goes wrong for you, my lord?”

Words that fly out like a swallow.

It’s like a younger sister that Jeong Yeon-shin never had. Shin So-bin has been nagging a lot lately, but Jeong Yeon-shin would listen silently and only point out the parts that were difficult to tolerate.

“Not a major share, but a minor share.”

“That’s true.”

Shin So-bin immediately acknowledged what needed to be acknowledged. But the other stories weren’t like that either.

“Who’s out there right now?”

“Mama Gwangmyeoldo, the former Lord of the Reverse Castle, the Northern Gatekeeper. And further away, the Northern Gatekeeper is probably watching us.”

It was Jeong Yeon-shin’s immediate answer.

“You know a lot!”

At that moment, Shin So-bin stretched out both her legs from her seat. She had broken free of her cross-legged position.

“If we get attacked by those four, will we be able to survive here? There are three super masters, and there’s also a peerless master who is considered one of the best swordsmen in the world…?”

“But I guess I can still pull my body out. It’s a horseman-horse united body that Bukdo-ran trained, so it’s not that fast. It’s just that it’s strong.”

Jeongyeonshin wondered how she could fight Bukdo, who was riding that monstrous war horse.

In a head-on fight, you might be pushed back. The cavalry martial arts of the Northern Province are extremely powerful techniques that combine the fierce strength of the Yao tribe with the power of the spirit horse.

‘If we fight, we’ll have to extend most of our paths in a curved manner other than the front.’

I think that if you hit the side of the horse with a gently curving spur, an opportunity might open up.

Then, if you get hit by a counterattack, that’s when things get really difficult.

But the North would not do anything to Jeongyeonshin until the suicide squad showed up. That one thing was definitely true.

Jeong Yeon-shin opened her mouth calmly.

“You just have to properly infiltrate the Northern Powers. That’s the only way to safety.”

“War is a means of infiltrating the North?”

“They say that the Northern Kings’ message can travel a thousand miles. I have already killed the King of Flame, so if I run away from here, I will be greatly suspected and eventually suffer.”

A fairly long story unfolded calmly. Shin So-bin did not interrupt Jeong Yeon-shin, and he continued speaking calmly.

“Even if we cut off one or two heads of the Northern King who has been pursuing us, that will be the end of it. In the end, we will be trapped in a net of peerless masters. If we are attacked together, it will be the end. It would be better to show the same temperament as them.”

As the head of the Shingeomdan, Jeongyeonshin was looking straight at the situation she was in.

The northern kings of this land are similar to the thirteen heavenly lords, yet different.

Even though they were all seeking each other’s vested interests, when the time came to compete for national power, such as in a war with the Ming Dynasty, they ended up uniting as if it were a lie.

Peerless masters accustomed to the battlefield.

―Even though they all have the Gongwolmu, most of them do not hesitate to join forces. As the three great masters of the imperial family and the three great generals, they had to run around Yongcheonhyeol until sparks flew. You should know that those damned Yo-jok are all warriors, plunderers, and generals.

Advice from Grand Admiral Jeon Woo-rip. It was the scariest part in the North.

‘Just what happened in Hangzhou… … .’

Jeongyeonshin thought.

What would have happened if I had faced the Dark Heavenly Emperor and the Oedo First Sword without the help of Beomheo Daesa, Yulhanangrang, Jugwang Shingae, and Cheongsu Jinin?

Also, what if you had faced Geumsimunju, Sunmalyeonju, and Sipmunju all at once, all by yourself, without Baekyaksaetae and Cheongsujinin in Sacheon?

“Sobin, be careful.”

“… … .”

Shin So-bin, who opened her lips slightly as if to refute something, eventually closed them again.

Jeong Yeon-shin guessed her inner thoughts. There was no flaw in the words of the actual Shingeomdan leader of the time.

Perhaps it was a step closer. For Yong Hee-myeong, who may seem sly and sloppy at first glance, but who always produced the best results in the long run.

“Focus on your training. The day will come when you too will have to reveal your martial arts. Maybe in the near future.”

“…Me?”

That was the extent of the conversation.

thud!

Suddenly, a wave of energy was knocking on the barracks. Jin-gi Un-young was not particularly polite. He seemed very crude, but his energy density was just as strong as that of any other great lord of the Ip Hwangseong clan.

Jeongyeonshin was immediately taken aback.

“King! King!”

A rough voice shook the tent. It was a voice that carried an extremely heavy internal energy, and it was the Mamagwangmyeoldo that Yeoreo had failed to cut down when he went out alone.

yes-

The thunderbolt vibrated slightly at her waist. She had been moving like this since she failed to penetrate the self-defense energy of the Mama Gwangmyeoldo. It was clear that she was worried that she might end up like the incompetent Taeyeonryong.

“I’ll pretend to sleep.”

In the meantime, Shin So-bin’s eyes quickly closed as she sat cross-legged again.

“King! I will go in!”

A huge figure enters the barracks without hesitation, turning back.

At that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin slouched one foot on the chair. Not only did she lean her back backwards, but she also looked down at the intruder from a low position.

“What’s your business?”

It was a posture that made one feel at ease, as if it was the conduct of the famous sect leader, Socheonmujeok. It was also an attitude that made it difficult for anyone to guess Jeongyeonshin’s identity.

Inyoung, who had strode into the barracks, stopped as soon as she saw the sight. It must have been because she felt that she could die if she was not careful.

“… The morale is low. The most important thing in the barracks of this land is plunder, and no king has ever directly stopped it. Until you stopped the rampant plunder.”

He was a man with a large build reminiscent of a yoke.

Like Jeong Yeon-shin and Shin So-bin, he hides his face with a mask of a traditional Korean pattern. This may be because he was a traitor from the South and was staying in Hocheonseong, near Jangseong.

He was a man with a sword as large as his body on his back, and there were rumors that he had committed a great sin in Habukpangga when he was young and was banished.

But there was no one in the castle who knew what that sin was.

A man who appears to be in his forties.

He was the uncle of Peng Ya, who was famous for his role in the Hwanmyeong Ojeol. This means that he may have been a close relative of the Peng family at the time, but there was something else that was important to Jeong Yeon-sin.

‘I have to make him completely into the Northern King Yelü’s man… He’s a difficult being to grasp.’

He was absolutely necessary.

-How many famous masters are there under your command?

It is a question directly related to the authority of the Northern King.

At the same time, it was a question that determined the movements of other northern kings.

Jeong Yeon-shin must fully establish himself as one of the pillars of order in the northern martial arts world.

At the same time, he had to make sure that the northern kings would not dare to touch him. He couldn’t hide his true nature forever when fighting against peerless masters.

The Taoist monk before his eyes was someone who could help with the task, at least in terms of power and fame.

“You should think about it deeply. The forces of the rebels who were brought to you are muttering because they have missed their proper supplies, so it can be said that their qualifications as the Northern King are being questioned.”

A blunt tone of speech.

I don’t know what the northern gatekeeper said, but Mama Gwangmyeoldo followed Jeong Yeon-shin but didn’t cooperate much.

Naturally, he seemed to regard the Northern King Yelul as a rock that had rolled in.

Jeongyeon Shin tilted her head slightly to the side.

“Are you naturally the type of person who is dissatisfied with everything?”

“No. That wasn’t the case at all. That was before that damned Shingeomdanju agent, who was holding out in Jangseong right now, blew away my body and Hocheonseong with that sword.”

“Ah, because I lost my homeland as the Lord of Hocheon?”

“The war has temporarily stopped due to the fight between Tusin and the Geonling Emperor. No one in this northern martial arts world would have thought that the Purple Emperor would suddenly swing his sword in such an absurd manner. It was truly an act worthy of his nickname. Yes, Gwangya…”

Eetchui.

At that moment, Shin So-bin interrupted the man’s words with a small cough. Thanks to that, Jeong Yeon-shin was able to maintain his status as the Northern King Yelul.

‘Do we really need that guy?’

It was when he was looking at the Mama Gwangmyeoldo that he thought.

“And there’s this too. It came from the King of Chigeuk… It’s something you should think about seriously, separate from the military personnel of Yeokru Castle.”

Bam.

Mama Gwangmyeoldo threw a piece of paper.

As soon as Jeong Yeon-shin opened the chimney, a long text appeared in her eyes. It was a warning letter written in thick, almost intense, letters.

[To the bloodthirsty one.

He placed himself on the throne of the North and shamelessly trampled on my land as if he knew nothing.

You are ignorant.

You have transgressed the laws of the fighting god.

In order to completely trample on the mighty Southern Powers, there must be no loss of power.

How many of our compatriots have we lost to the selfish powers of the South? If the Northern Kings had not put their axes away from each other, all the battles would have been a sure defeat.

Send forth a great warrior. It doesn’t matter whether it is a later warrior or a great warrior you have subjugated.

The Northern King must not fight the Northern King.

If there is no one who can fully represent your prestige, class, military achievements, and name, then you are not worthy of sitting on the throne yourself.

Keep this in mind.

You, King Yeol-yul of the North, who has taken the place of the King of Yeol-yeol, will not be able to act like that again.

If you commit such a heinous act again, all the kings of this land will rush to where you are.

Therefore.

I, Chi-geuk, ask you this.

Are you a strand of our North Wind?

Or is it the southern sea breeze that can never erase the smell of the sea?

You will have to respond with actions.

If you fail to present a great warrior, you will be considered unfit to be the king of the north, and I will either make you a great warrior or strip you of your self-appointed title of king of the north. Not only this king of Chigeuk, but all kings of the north who follow the god of war.]

The moment Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes lingered on the end of the text, the eyes behind the mask of Mama Gwang-myeol-do on the other side also caught that image like a ghost.

“It’s a dangerous situation. It’s not good for anyone to see.”

Mama Guangmyeoldo said this while flirting. He was looking at how the Northern King, Yelü, would react right away.

However, Jeong Yeon-shin felt a fresh shock inside. This was the first time she had been in a position where she was threatened by a letter.

Even this character, King Chi-geuk of the North, used Chinese characters in a more elegant handwriting than Jeong Yeon-sin.

‘They said he was close to the fighting god.’

The north sword that was the left arm of the suicide.

On the other hand, the Southern Emperor, who was worthy of being called the right-hand man of the Emperor in all aspects including strength and strategy, is in fact the current number one in the North.

But now I see that there were many people besides them.

Shintu, who was said to be able to compete with the best in the world, Ju Gwang Shingae, and Kyunggong, and King Chigeuk, who had just sent a threatening letter to Jeong Yeonsin, were no pushovers.

The King of the North’s downfall.

A supernatural being whose entire body was dyed transparent due to the achievement of self-defense techniques comparable to suicide.

‘If you challenge me, can I defeat you without any hesitation?’

Jeongyeonshin muttered to herself. This is burdensome.

It was the first thought that occurred to me on what might possibly be my last mission.

Has the bowl of Jeong Ga-jang, which was once a solitary vessel, become large enough to contain a nation?

“I don’t know.”

Jeongyeonshin was shocked.

Immediately after, Mama Kwangmyeol burst into loud laughter, and the resulting wave of energy lifted the barracks slightly.

It only took a moment for the winter wind that came in through the gap to touch Jeong Yeon-shin’s ankle.

“Your Majesty, I trust you will not make that insignificant girl a great warrior. Instead, ask me for your martial arts as a condition. I will consider it positively.”

“… … .”

“Listen. Even the great warrior of the Dragon King’s Temple is rumored to be half-dragon-like, just like the new sword master. Not to mention, the new Northern King, the representative of the Ice Palace Lord, is carrying all of the Ice Palace’s expectations on him…”

Whatever Mama Gwangmyeoldo says.

Jeongyeon Shin stroked her ankle and felt a familiar gust of wind blowing away.

I don’t know if it’s because it belongs to someone I already had a connection with, or if it’s because of the transcendental functions of the Baekhoe point that have recently become even more extensive.

Sword.

There was an image of a sword within it.

It was different from the Cheon Geuk Moon Ju’s, which were numerous enough to form a tidal wave. It was literally a one-of-a-kind sword. It felt like a ronin’s weapon with teeth missing here and there.

Jeongyeonshin had a gut feeling.

A star shaped like a human had entered the North. In the South, it was called the Sword Star.

Hyun So-baek, the leader of the Korean and Chinese martial arts world.

―Yes, ‘Long-lasting Blue Sword’ would be nice. I hope its blueness will last as long as the Yangtze River and never end. May I give it the name Gubyeokseongha (九碧成河)?

He is the absolute master of the sword who once gave the name to one of Jeongyeonshin’s swords, and was recuperating in Hangzhou after being attacked by the Dark Heavenly Emperor’s Gongwolmu.

I couldn’t figure out what English it meant to be grown up.

So, Jeong Yeon-shin tilted her head inwardly. What is happening in the South right now?

‘It’s been so long since I’ve seen you… I wonder if you’re still friendly to me.’

He suddenly asked Mama Gwangmyeoldo.

“Do the recent Northern Kings resolve all their disputes through contests between their agents? Because of the sacrifices they wished would not die?”

“exactly.”

“I see.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered.

That was all he said.

“what…?”

After a while, Mama Gwangmyeoldo’s eyes turned bewildered, but Jeong Yeonshin did not continue the conversation.