Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 562

◈ Northern Emperor (2)

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-Salt, salt. Answer me, salt.

―I told you not to call me that. How dare you… … when you can’t even be included in the ‘Six Star Lords’ that you so revere…

―I have a crush on someone. He is my subordinate monarch and great warrior. How should I approach him?

-Come to me and I will cut off your head.

―It is a more difficult problem than melting the king’s life with an axe. All training is useless.

―Yeomjeong, don’t answer, and you should do that too. The royal family that Yeomjeong created was created through coercion. Not all old people are wise.

―Then I will ask you, Mungok, the strategist of the god of fighting. My great warrior is a half-breed of our clan and the long-eared man, and he is naturally strong and very manly… .

―Instead of asking me, how about asking the new King of Yelü? He may have surprisingly rich experience in the world. I am curious about his insight.

– King Yeolu of the North? He’s not dead yet.

―Here, in the Sound Cave of Whifungnyeong, he directly rebelled against the will of the God of War. If he had even half the spirit of that spirit, he would soon begin to create and expand his territory, not to mention die early. I heard that the Ice Emperor who was by his side took his husband and disappeared somewhere… Are you listening, King Yelü?

―Then I will ask the Northern King, the only one in this land who does not have a Heavenly Sword. My great warrior is a monarch of the ages who has mastered the Cloud Dragon Great Eight Styles (雲龍大八式) that he plundered from the South to the extreme…

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It was deep at night.

Jeongyeonshin stared blankly into space.

Apart from the snow-covered ground, the northern sky was not frozen. The solid full moon was casting a deep light, illuminating the passing clouds.

The winter wind was harsh.

Occasionally, small stones would roll by themselves under Jeongyeonshin’s feet, and on the slightly dug ground, dried tree branches gave off a sour earthy scent.

Everything feels so naked.

It was the smell of the North.

Meanwhile, the howling of a hungry wolf echoed through the night air from afar.

In the meantime, Jeongyeonshin quietly clenched and unclenched her fists. In the quiet city of Gwanghonsan Mountain. While feeling countless presences.

‘The heartbeats are tremendous.’

The sounds of pounding waves rushing into the center of the territory of the Dragon King. It is the sound of all the monsters and warriors waking up to their sleep.

Their hearts, where their pauses were, were vibrating tremendously.

It was a voice from the north.

“Your Majesty, why don’t you sleep?”

The voice of a middle-aged man, who seemed slightly embarrassed, broke the silence.

It seemed like he had spoken first because he thought it would be difficult to avoid the aura of the Northern King, Yelü, but Jeong Yeon-sin slowly turned his gaze away.

There stood a man with a sword hanging on his back. He was wearing a mask with a plain pattern.

At that moment, when his eyes met with Jeong Yeon-shin’s, his eyes flinched, but his limbs and muscles were so calm that they did not move at all.

It will be one of two things.

Whether you are confident in building your own body, or you are afraid of the spirit of the Three Flowers and the Seven Heavenly Kings to the point of stiffening your body.

Maybe it’s both.

‘Mama Gwangmyeoldo.’

He is a master who received the Heavenly Sword directly from the master of the Toshin, and until recently, he reigned as the Lord of the Heavenly Sword on the northern front line.

Recently, there was also a person who gained fame as a survivor after receiving the Yeonhwanata’s Igi Geogeom.

That’s why Jeong Yeon-shin had a special sense of pride towards him.

I first encountered the Heavenly Sword from Mama Gwangmyeoldo, and I was in awe of the swordsman’s ignorance, though I didn’t show it.

He asked the masked merchant who had stopped in his tracks.

“Can’t sleep?”

“… The warriors here don’t close their eyes for long. The warhorses use light attack, and you never know when you might get trampled by their hooves.”

Somehow, Mama Gwangmyeoldo’s tongue was long. It was like he had failed to escape from the camp of the Northern King, Yeolu. Now that I think about it, his speech had also changed to a more formal tone at some point.

But Jeongyeonshin didn’t care about any of that. She had something important to do.

“You committed suicide too?”

He asked. In an instant, Mama Gwangmyeoldo’s eyes turned cold.

“Teacher? I couldn’t take you as my teacher.”

“then?”

“I was lucky enough to be among those who had been carefully selected by some unknown standard… I was one of the masters who had passed the castle a dozen years ago. The fighting god sat there like a badge of honor in a school and taught us the secret art of the divine skill, Cheon Dan Gwang Gap. He told us to survive in this unfamiliar and harsh land to the best of our ability… … .”

The voice of a man who was only concerned with his own self-preservation for a short time is immersed in some memories.

Jeong Yeon-shin clearly felt Mama Gwang-myeol-do’s respect for this unbelievable person.

“Of course, the fighting god didn’t pay much attention to anyone. It was up to each of those who received the teachings to produce results, and it seemed like anyone could understand the teachings as soon as they heard them. But I at least consider him my master. Many martial artists would be like me.”

Phagectic.

Translucent sparks flew from his hands.

The friction of internal energy that occurred in the Cheondan Gwanggap. It was a tens of layers of Jingi armor that was so compressed that even the Igi Geogeom could withstand it, but the body of Mama Gwangmyeoldo wearing it was already far away from the cliff of Gwanghon Mountain.

I naturally retreated while telling a long and short story.

As if it had been there from the beginning. Even Jeongyeonshin tilted her head in puzzlement for a moment.

The Northern King, Yelü, asked calmly.

“Where are you going?”

“… The scenery here is beautiful. It’s perfect for enjoying the night view under Manjangdanae.”

Phew!

The next moment, Jeongyeonshin was standing next to Mama Gwangmyeoldo.

Along the path taken, the soft glow of the ten-mile light of the light art fell like feathers, and the eyes inside the mask of the Mama Gwangmyeoldo were filled with a sense of despair and shock.

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke softly.

“I need your strength.”

“That is true. I have also heard the details of what you did at the Whirlwind of the Northern Kings.”

Mama Gwangmyeoldo nodded his head as if he was calm.

“Even at this very moment, all the northern kings will be watching your every move with interest. Some of the battle-mad ones might even be coming to take the head of the Yelü King right away… No, it’s not something we can’t know for sure. The belligerence of the northerners is incomparable to that of the south!”

The words ended with a muffled scream. Was it because he let out his voice that the vast world was moving?

Whether it was true or not, Mama Gwangmyeoldo seemed like he wanted to run away at any moment, but Jeong Yeon-shin’s job was elsewhere.

It didn’t seem like the lord of Hocheon Castle, the castle closest to Jangseong, would feel fearful of anything.

“All those you mentioned turned their backs on Nanje at Whifungnyeong.”

“Of course it will be. The Northern King is trying to kill the Northern King himself? That means he has already strayed far from his intention to commit suicide. It’s shocking!”

Mama Gwangmyeoldo spoke as he slowly moved away from the cliff. Jeong Yeon-shin followed him with a calm expression.

“Of course, there is no way they would be kind to me. All the northern kings I have encountered were lunatics. Of course, what I want is not them, but the accomplishment of your current self-defense ability.”

Jeong Yeon-shin speaks quietly.

Immediately afterwards, he witnessed Mama Kwangmyeoldo’s serious expression for the first time. It seemed that the story about him considering Tushin as his master was true.

“Give me the Heavenly Sword? Don’t you have any pride?”

“I’m not asking for anything. I’m just asking to see if I can do it. Of course, it’s true that I don’t have much pride.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered calmly.

The message and head of the high-ranking swordsman, the corpses of the warriors of the original kingdom scattered on the battlefield of Iphwangdaejeon, the Myeongryu Great Swordsman and the Soyeon Great Swordsman dangling with only their heads remaining… These were the scenes that flashed through the mind of the new swordsman at that moment.

I tried hard not to recall the events that had occurred before that.

The young man had lost much early on, and now he had overcome his demons and established himself in the heart of the northern powerhouse.

He who moves the great powers of the world.

He is literally preparing for war. It has been a long time since he recognized the great warrior he has never seen before.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Mama Gwangmyeoldo’s mouth opening from behind his mask.

“… Try it once. Lightly, with ten thousand pounds of liquid in your hand.”

Oh my god!

The horse was a mess. Mama Gwangmyeoldo couldn’t keep up with Jeongyeonshin’s speed of emergence, and was pushed all the way into the city, receiving the shockwave that erupted from his abdomen with his whole body.

The air was rippling as if it had just been hit by the summer sun. Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin was shaking off the back of her hand that had been hit a couple of times.

Quagagagagak!

Mama Gwangmyeoldo paused for a moment with a blank look in his eyes, making two furrows, and then smiled proudly.

“In that short moment, I even added my own technique. Based on the speed of Jin-gi’s attacks, it might take someone as fast as the Six Star Command to react properly.”

“Are you in pain?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“what?”

“The Heavenly Sword Armor operated by my method has the ability to block the penetration of internal energy. If at least the same amount of true energy is used, this means that there is no way for my internal energy defense wall to be broken through. At this level, isn’t it enough to chew up and swallow even the Penga’s sword method?”

Then, Mama Gwangmyeol-do muttered that it might be worth a try, glancing at the cliff beyond King Yul’s shoulder.

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin clenched and unclenched her fist.

Swish.

I don’t feel any particular elasticity.

The feeling left on the back of my hand was also very vague, as each strand of the jin qi that wove the self-defense weapon felt like flexible iron thread.

If you consider the fact that even my method of repetitive work is ineffective, there was no one who was invincible.

‘A martial art with no weaknesses…?’

There’s no way that could happen.

Moreover, even the monthly spirit energy of the Iphwangseongju was weaker than the negative blood energy.

What about the dream that planted a demon in the shaman Jang Mun-in of Sam Bong Mumaek?

Damn it.

Jeongyeon Shin walked towards Mama Gwangmyeoldo, which had gained some momentum.

Although the Cheondan Gwanggap was a new type of military strategy in itself, there must have been some way to do it.

Even if each method of destruction is meaningless, it takes on a completely different form depending on the skill of the person who learned it.

“… I heard that some Cheondan Gwanggap are also used as attack weapons.”

Mama Gwangmyeoldo snickered at Jeong Yeon-shin’s words.

“More than half of the Northern Kings will do that. If it’s their internal energy method, it’s rare for it to be non-hegemonic.”

“I guess I’ll have to prepare to defeat them one by one.”

“Contrast? It’s impossible unless you know all of the Northern King’s individual skills. Even if you know their martial arts, you never know what form they’ll take.”

“I admit it.”

“If it had been that easy to grasp in the first place, would the Ming Dynasty’s military forces have only stayed in Jangseong? In terms of numbers, they are several times more numerous than here… .”

At that moment, Jeongyeonshin raised her right hand as if using a claw and touched Mama Gwangmyeoldo’s shoulder.

Each finger was made by attaching the ring finger, little finger, index finger, and middle finger to the thumb, creating three segments.

“Okay, I understand. I’ll see you at the meeting room.”

It resembled the Shaolin Dragon Fist’s stance that imitated the dragon’s grip, but was much more destructive.

Jeokjeok-

A translucent crack appears on Mama Kwangmyeoldo’s shoulder and spreads throughout his body in an instant.

“… … !”

It looked like the glass curtain surrounding his entire body was breaking apart. It was a new type of herb that had yet to be named, the Shihwamugeuksu.

“Yours is rather simple and easy. You just need to tie the strands of energy used as a barrier together and tear them off. The problem is when you have to change the structure of the true energy on both offense and defense.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…!”

“It’s a trick that I need to sort out. It’s not a perfected technique yet.”

Jeongyeonshin passed by Mama Gwangmyeoldo, who was frozen in place.

A masked shaman who greatly admires the gods.

At first glance, he seems like a person who would be difficult to take under your complete command, but since his most trusted self-defense weapon has been ripped off, he will likely stick to Gwanghonsan for the time being.

Until the Northern Expedition meeting of Jeong Yeon-shin, Shin So-bin, Geom Seong, and the Yong-eum Sa-sa-wang and her great warrior Geom Dan, all of whom were noble beings, achieved some results.

‘Now that the route has been cleared, we should discuss the supply route thoroughly. Without plundering the local people.’

That was when.

Suddenly, something fell from the distant sky.

Bam.

A small sound.

As it was far from a blind ambush, Jeong Yeon-shin felt it first but just stood there dumbfounded.

There was a strong stench.

[You seem very relaxed considering you have ascended to the throne of the North King…]

A pair of legs rolling across the snow with an ominous sound of a six-way battle.

It’s a body part that’s already half-rotted.

It looked like it had been pulled out, bone by bone, rather than cut off by something. It was a sign of extremely brutal handiwork.

[I am here. I am carrying your friend’s leg.]

The night air was getting darker.

Saaaaa―

The aura was thicker than clouds, and even the moonlight was obscured. In the distant sky, a darker figure was slowly falling.

The sight of the darkness thicker than a winter night falling like a curtain.

For a moment, the energy of Mama Gwangmyeoldo rippled uneasily. Was it because he had sharp night vision? Or perhaps he was a familiar being as the Lord of Heaven.

His voice cracked.

“Man, me…?”

The name of the best person in the north.

The appearance of the Southern Emperor of the World was sudden.

As someone who is skilled in military strategy, he seems to know better than anyone else the importance of attacking first. It would be a moment that would make anyone flustered, but Jeong Yeon-shin just silently rolled his leg once.

Hurrah!

Instead of the sound of footsteps, the sound of a crackling bonfire is heard.

An open space where uninvited guests flying through the sky will land.

With Jeongyeonshin in the center, blue flames began to draw a huge Taegeuk shape as quickly as a ray of light.

‘Nanhua Gwangtaegeuk.’

It was the territory of the Shingeomdanju.