Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 59

Iphwangdaehyeop (2)

“It’s a calm and quiet place!”

On the way out of Pyeongumhyeon, I heard the girl’s name.

Danjeongjeong was stabbed by a Murim man and grabbed by the back of his neck. He was a commoner. Anyone would have worried about the aftereffects.

Jeong Yeon-shin felt worried inside, but there was no need for her to feel that way. After being released, she looked calm.

She showed her strong will even after seeing the tragedy that Ma Gwang-ik had created.

“Isn’t dried bamboo in the spring delicious?”

He kept offering dried tofu skin to Jeong Yeon-shin, who was the same age as him, but he took just one bite and left Pyeong-eum-hyeon.

I would never see him again. I thought that with that kind of talent and determination, he would live well.

“Our island is the best for a husband.”

Are you trying to repeat the joke you made at Uicheon Swordsmanship?

Cheongmyeong smiled brightly and opened his mouth, but this time there was no one to respond.

At that time, it was like giving and receiving gifts. It is not like that now.

Hwaaaaak!

As soon as they left Pyeongumhyeon, they started running. The light gallop of the three blue masters, Ma Gwang-ik, scattered the wind.

The moment he received the letter, his destination was set. Jeong Yeon-shin was different from his seniors in blue who had deep agility.

To travel long distances, one had to obtain a fine horse from a post station.

Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye also said that they preferred to save their internal energy by using the reverse route.

An unseasonable sandstorm swept through the corridors. The muddy dust spreading behind and beside the group spoke of their urgency.

Jeong Yeon-shin asked, kicking the ground with her two companions.

“Are they strong enough to take on the White Five? It shouldn’t be a problem for a decent sect. Unless the opponent is an old sect or the Eight Great Sects. The previous battle with the Blood Flame Sect must have been a big one······.”

The faster the light air traveled, the stronger the wind blew. I had to put my energy into my voice.

Likewise, a clear answer mixed with the unique hum of internal energy was heard.

“They failed to exert their full power. It’s obvious since the guys who were dragged away alive came out.”

Jeongyeon Shin sighed briefly.

The words of Cheongmyeong immediately came to mind. It was when he took out his sword while talking about a solo mission.

I was realizing what effect shaking the brain would have on the fights of the masters.

“Because of the aftereffects of my yin yang······.”

“It’s because the white kids’ martial arts skills are shallow. They’re not as strong as their enemies, so we have no choice but to leave them in charge. That’s what martial arts is all about.”

Cheongmyeong’s words were cold. Baek Miryeo, who had been running beside him with an indifferent expression as usual, opened her lips.

“In any case, this is something that the Blues must deal with. We must split up at the post station. The main force has no time to spare. It is no ordinary thing for the Eight Great Powers to wipe out one clan. We must do it.”

“You said you went down to Namjikrye, right? Bloodthirsty ones.”

“There are many paths to keep in mind. There are four of them.”

Cheongmyeong said.

He, a member of the famous clan of Ip Hwang Seong, had a treasure on his head. It was said that he had a map of the Central Plains that was more important than any martial arts skill.

It was an equal right with the black lords. It was different from Jeong Yeon-shin, who was taught local geography for each mission.

“Blood Flame Cult, the martial arts world.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had met her enemies, kept her mouth shut for a moment.

I remembered when I had just taken the entrance exam and entered the temple. The clerk of the General Office said:

Although the Emperor’s Sword is called the Imperial Sword, many martial artists say that harming the Emperor’s Sword’s warriors is not considered treason.

It was because he was not a warrior belonging to the royal family. He said it was because of the lightness and new techniques of the hostile martial artists.

It was during the early days of the nation’s founding. There were cases where they declared that they would exterminate entire families for treason, but were unable to capture them.

When the affairs of state and the oppression of the martial arts world are equated, there is a great possibility that the dignity of the royal family will fall.

Jeongyeonshin suddenly asked.

“But isn’t Iphwangseong the best in the world? What kind of confidence did the Sega have to make that surprise attack?”

“It’s one of the two. Our hands are pretty cold, aren’t they? We thought that our children wouldn’t be safe. What can’t parents do when their eyes are turned? There must have been heads of families who gave up on their children.”

“What about the other one?”

“I know. We don’t have much room in our castle.”

“hmm.”

“Because of such insight, the true nature of the unmanned people is not lost. There are two types of sects that can oppose the Ip Hwang Seong. The small and medium sects that think their world is everything, and the large sect that observes the worldly affairs.”

“Only mediocre people can’t touch their true nature,” Cheongmyeong muttered.

Jeongyeonshin examined his face as he spoke. His handsome features were expressionless.

He was a senior known to be promising. He went around saying that he would die because he deserved to die, but no one said anything.

It was strange to see him quietly angry with such a calm expression as he did now.

Cheongmyeong opened his mouth again.

“There are seventeen armed forces under the Shingeomdan, right? Someone like our Ma Gwang-ik is one of the best in the Shingeomdan. He is often compared to the best of the old guard, like the Plum Blossom Swordsmen. The problem is the number seventeen. It’s very ambiguous.”

At that moment, Baek Mi-ryeo came up to Jeong Yeon-shin silently and stroked her head.

It seemed like she was having fun. It was after Jeongyeonshin called her older sister during the Jasodan mission. She was cold and gentle.

Even though he was running fast, his hands did not waver.

She moved her lips away from the hand that was deeply rubbing Jeongyeonshin’s hair.

“The problem is that I have to look after the entire Central Plains. Governing a powerhouse the size of a small country? That’s an absurd job. I’m always short-handed.”

“The sects that are quick to learn news and have insight know everything. They are not easily afraid.”

Cheongmyeong, who had already started to increase the speed of his lightness, intervened.

The sound of the wind blowing against my ears grew louder.

Jeong Yeon-shin opened her mouth, adding energy to the Yongcheon point at her feet.

“This mission will have a big impact. We’ve destroyed one of the Eight Great Clans by using our non-existent forces.”

“Yes. It’s hard to happen again.”

They already considered the destruction of the Hwangbo family as a done deal.

It wasn’t just because I got to see the power of the three armed forces up close.

After I had done my part for the mission, my mind was elsewhere.

Jeongyeonshin opened her mouth carefully.

“······I don’t know why they dragged him away instead of killing him. Is he still alive? Heonwon Sohyeop.”

“Normally, it would have ended with death. If you defeat the Ip Hwang Seong warrior, you have to kill him. Who would let him live? That’s why capturing him alive is a different matter. There must be an intention.”

Cheongmyeong answered.

Three white warriors, including Heonwonchang, were captured. It was not the work of the Jeongpa Murimsega.

There is no need to add more trouble to something that could have been done by just stealing the child. He said he was taken advantage of by the Blood Flame Cult.

“If that was your intention?”

At Jeongyeonshin’s question, Baek Miryeo’s black eyes glanced at him. Cheongmyeong’s blue eyes were the same.

“I think these are the guys who have been chasing us since the Yongbong branch. Their paths are connected.”

“The captured White might just be a means. Could the Myeolmacheonggangsu be the problem? It seems like he’s trying to kill you somehow.”

It made sense.

These are the guys who even used wall-crawling bombs. The seniors’ guesses are coming in sharply.

‘If you make another destructive martial arts of those guys like Thirteen Thousand······’

The word ‘murderous pest’ came to Jeong Yeon-shin’s mind.

However, it was difficult to be certain as it was done with the sole aim of targeting the Iphwangseong Island.

That was the reason why the group had to split up and search the northern part of Namjikrye.

We arrived at a post station while discussing the route. It was a place where officials would sometimes sleep during their journey.

They jumped lightly over the large roof and then got down.

The youngest, Jeong Yeon-shin, stepped forward. While nodding off, she showed her Iphwangpae to the startled manager.

“It’s the real thing! Take it!”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had just gotten on the horse, thought.

It’s so easy to use the country’s post stations, but you’re not part of the royal family.

The same was true for the black lords and the Qingming privileges that allowed them to kill officials.

‘The law of the jungle is meaningless. There are so many things that are above the law.’

The world was complicated, but now was not the time to worry about it. They had to split up right away.

“Finding the Whites comes first, but don’t get caught up in the power struggle. The Namgung family is at war with the Blood Flame Cult. The Sapha bastards have spread their nets in the inner courtyard, Hwiju. I can’t help but look around.”

The tone was light. Cheongmyeong, who was stretching his legs out on the horse, winked.

Jeongyeon Shin was used to listening to her seniors’ words.

Even though it didn’t sound like much at first, everyone took it as something that directly affected their lives and achievements.

“I’ve been captured by the blood demons, so I’ll be alive for ten days. They’re the ones who steal vitality through blood attacks. A true warrior like me would be an uncommon prey.”

Baek Mi-ryeo said as she mounted the saddle of her fine horse with graceful movements.

He looked at Jeongyeonshin, pushing back the hair that flowed down like ebony from behind his ears. Her jade-like eyes were filled with concern.

“What are you worried about? The destruction of the Hwangbo branch will be recorded in Seomye’s achievements. Even if you receive a solo mission, there will be more.”

Cheongmyeong smiled and nodded.

It was time to split up.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had briefly raised the ticket on the horse, whipped it without looking back. The mission was to follow immediately.

The rescue of his comrades was also recorded publicly. It did not come across as having any great significance.

At this moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s heart did not speak of public achievements.

I hope that Heonwonchang will be safe until he is called Iphwangshinhyeop.

* * *

Jeongyeonshin came down below Pyeongumhyeon. It was right next to Namjikrye.

The spirits of Cheongmyeong have fulfilled their role as messengers. The blue masters who have completed their mission have decided to spread out throughout the vast Namjikrye region.

There was a fundamental confidence in the power of force. It was a hierarchy that could speak of a solo mission.

Support had to be late. Ho-gwang, who had the nature of a phoenix, was too far away. Hwangbo Se-ga had to have the expedition team take care of it.

‘The city is gorgeous.’

He was in charge of Seoju (徐州) of Namjikrye.

Five days have passed since I separated from the seniors of Magwangiljo Blue.

He went around shoving the Iphwangpae into the government offices to ask about people with suspicious behavior.

It was said that there were Blood Flame Cultists who roamed the city without fear of the world. It was the power of the Thirteen Heavenly Sects of Sapa.

I heard that even when soldiers came out to beat up the cultists, he quickly escaped using his magic.

Or, they say they threaten in return by spewing out air waves.

As the sect grew, the demons also began to act in an arrogant manner.

It was the same when he ignored Namgung Se-ga and carried out his work in Hwiju.

He said that the attitude of maintaining social discipline was turning into indulgence.

The date Baek Mi-ryeo had planned gradually decreased. It was an urgent situation.

Jeong Yeon-shin stood in front of the largest gate in the city. The colorful lanterns hanging above and below the gate were dazzling.

‘If it weren’t for those guys being here.’

First, I cleared my mind.

This city, Seoju, was big. The martial arts knowledge of the warriors guarding the gate seemed useful.

I have recognized the rough and rugged character of the emperor.

“Huang? Is that Huang?”

“How young are you?”

The five men were hesitating. Jeong Yeon-shin paid no attention and pushed the door open.

Rattling!

A rather old-fashioned wooden door opened on both sides, revealing an orange interior.

The first floor of this huge building was said to be a place for guests to socialize.

There were many gazes scanning Jeongyeonshin at that moment. I could feel the energy in their eyes. They were all Kang Hoin.

“Who is that kid?”

“Huang? Are you imitating the Emperor?”

“Boy! There are other things to do when you are being rude!”

“It’s even blue!”

A raucous laughter erupted.

Through the window, between the lanterns that were driving away the spiders, there were all kinds of people.

The city with an unusually large number of small and medium-sized martial artists was Namjikrye Seoju.

The reason was that the Namgung family, which had influence over the entire Namjikrye region, was located below. It was the territory of the Jeongpa.

There must have been at least fifty people, each with a different complexion. Some were flushed and others were pale.

“I’ve never seen anyone like that.”

“Tell me the truth!”

The women carrying weapons laughed at Jeongyeonshin. The way she sat leisurely was very relaxed.

Now that I looked, there weren’t many gisaengs. It seemed like the women of the military class were also there.

It was being used as a banquet hall.

The most luxuriously decorated room in Seoju was truly luxurious and elegant.

It was to the point where it seemed like men and women of the world could socialize regardless of their age.

It was the first time since the Battle of Paegeomjong and Jongnampa.

Jeong Yeon-shin felt unfamiliar with the place where there were so many strong people.

Damn it.

He took a step. The small, insignificant sound of his footsteps had a strange power.

Something that goes beyond hearing and touches the senses has captured our attention. It is unleashing momentum.

“······.”

As each step continued, the surroundings began to become filled with silence.

Yellow-green algae with a yellowish tint.

It was a trend that forced silence even when there was no intention to do so.

Those who had been speaking one by one fell silent. A great sense of doubt and silent surprise spread.

Jeongyeonshin walked straight ahead. She could see the guys standing up one by one in the corner.

Even though they all had black hair, I felt it right away. As the days passed, the achievements of the Demon Slayer Sword increased.

I was becoming extremely sensitive to strange energies.

“There’s a branch here.”

He said.

I knew it was the size of the wave. There was one Blood Sect Sword and five Blood Flame Cultists.

“They’re like fire ants, so they must have branches everywhere. It’s not just you.”

He didn’t slow down his pace as he continued talking.

The young man who seemed quite confident in his military skills was Hyulsa Gyogeom. He was a nobleman without a single scar on his face.

The guy said with a smile on his face.

“You are that guy? Since you are not lazy in offering tribute, you will be blessed! I will take a step into the realm of the apostles!”

Jeongyeonshin ignored him and opened her mouth.

“You must want to kill the owner of the Demonic Spirit.”

The moment he used the mixed Buddhist scriptures, the refreshing air drove away the smell of alcohol from the room.

A calm and sincere wave of energy began to spread from his right hand, which was lowered diagonally.

A soft blue glow surrounded the straight capital.

It was completely blue, without mixing in with the glow of the lanterns hanging around it.

“bloke!”

A fierce aura exploded from the body of the Blood Sword Master. The fingertips that grabbed the sword wave on his waist became blurred.

He raised his sword and struck, blood gushing out. The sudden surge of sword energy was as fierce as a storm.

It was an accomplishment worthy of mentioning once as an apostle of the Blood Flame Cult.

Jeongyeonshin also struck down the Demonic Spirit with the Sword of Destruction. The plan was clear. A smooth smile appeared on the corner of the bastard’s mouth.

It seemed as if he was trying to cut off the hand that was aiming for my head.

thud!

It was not a crash, but a sound of destruction. The strong wind from the bastard’s sword was crushed to pieces.

He completely destroyed the wave with a single blow and even shattered the sword into pieces.

He went down a straight path completely. The momentary one-second meal was completed in the bastard’s head.

Phew!

Jeongyeonshin felt it with her palm. It went in really deep. The bastard’s crown sank along with the fragments of his blue career.

“······.”

He fell down, brushing my shoulder. His smiling face was still there.

There were four more Blood Flame Cultists behind him. Maybe they were trying to rush in together.

Their faces were difficult to describe. I couldn’t rush in, standing there in a daze.

The branch manager died in a stroke.

The martial artists who stood up as if they felt the unique energy of the Blood Flame Cult also did not open their mouths for a moment.

“Tell it.”

Jeongyeonshin opened her lips.

“Ma Gwang-ik’s island is here.”

He spoke bluntly and shook his hands once. The blue sleeves fluttered once.