Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 590

Castle of the Northern Qi (5)

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Two people.

A large man and woman stood in the wilderness.

The dry wind repeatedly passed by, kicking up sand dust. The dust slowly spread into a golden glow at their feet.

Phew―

The wind from the north was pushed down by the presence of the two people. The pressure emanating from each body was so overwhelming.

The six constellations of the Demon Realm.

Among them, it is Mungok and Yeomjeong.

“… … .”

Their silence was profound.

It was right after I encountered a battlefield where things didn’t go as planned.

As a general or a vassal king of a future empire, it might be something he could handle with skill, but as an absolute monarch of the North, it was something that he could not help but find very unfamiliar.

The woman of the Yao tribe, Yeomjeong, opened her mouth slowly. She was holding a long sword, as tall as herself, at an angle.

“That guy named Jeilgeom, he disappeared as soon as Namje showed up. Right before the three of us attacked him together. I should have killed him then.”

“With a few dozen slashes of the sword, you can create a single void. You can’t catch that.”

Moon-gok continues speaking in a thick voice.

“It’s okay since he’s a man whose personality and martial arts skills are both hard to gauge. He doesn’t seem like an ally of the Emperor’s. Would a swordsman who’s crazy about swords be able to discriminate against anyone? We’ll be able to use him against us in the near future.”

He had one eye completely exposed, black and empty.

A one-eyed giant who didn’t even bother to wear an eyepatch. Because of his intense strangeness, he looked like a monster from hell.

“… that book.”

But Yeomjeong continued speaking without paying any attention.

“Shouldn’t it have been okay to use Shinto’s life-saving herb on that emergency? I mean, the gait that turns back time.”

“Well, how do you handle the backlash?”

“rebound?”

“As soon as her energy was depleted during the Nine-Year Festival, King Yelü would have blown her head off.”

“Retreat should have come first.”

“You said retreat? The Six Heavenly Kings and the Heavenly Gods were together, and you just left one person as your enemy?”

“A pillar of a nation should be able to do that. That’s what I did.”

“Well, even if that were the case, Shinto’s life-saving elixir wouldn’t have been able to do its job. As expected from the ‘Sword Immortal’, that book was a kind of Dharma treasure. It probably wouldn’t have been easy to find.”

“Dharma treasure?”

“Yes, it is impossible to restore a spiritual object to perfection through martial arts. The life-saving herb of the divine weapon cannot even restore the spirituality of the upper chamber.”

“hmm.”

“Since the Lord of the South has brought half, that’s enough. You can retrieve the other half from the arms of the Lord of the New Sword.”

“You’re taking it back?”

Yeomjeong snorted.

“Do you think that’s possible? The new sword master is now in an iron fortress. We need to recover our bodies.”

“Well. If they are the black-haired strongmen of the Yellow Emperor… In my opinion, as of now, they are not an impregnable fortress. I have destroyed them a little.”

“Don’t underestimate him. The Lord of the Swords is the one who killed Shintu. How can he take the secret from his arms? The Lord of the Ming Dynasty’s Gaebeopju is not on our side with both feet intact, and Shintu is not in perfect condition, so how can he do that?”

“Isn’t there a new King of the North?”

“what?”

“We lost the fake Yalul, and gained the real Yalul. She is the hope of the Demon Realm to bring back the God of Fighting.”

Moon-gok continued speaking slowly.

“Master Myunggyo, I will request the King of the West Heaven to go on an expedition.”

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It was the western sky, the reddish sunlight spreading across it. The sunset arrived slowly. The horizon of the magic was unusually wide, and every time the sun set, it received the long glow of the setting sun.

Yeokru City was a large city surrounded by such a vast plain.

It is close to Jangseong below. Towards the top, it borders on land that can be called a real magic zone.

Of course it was an important place.

People with connections to all sorts of forces come and go.

Every day of the new swordsman Jin Myeong-jo’s life had to be like hell.

This is because he took on the role of a commander under Jeong Yeon-shin, similar to that of the lord of Yeokru Castle.

He had to adjust to the customs of the demon world, such as ‘Saha’, ‘Big Fight’, and ‘Dark Road’, as well as the structure of the city and even the difficult-to-understand conflicts.

A vast metropolis lies at his fingertips.

The other blacks paid no attention to such dirty work. They seemed unwilling to follow orders from anyone other than the Lord of the Sword.

Jin Myeong-jo was given full authority.

Even Yong Hee-myeong disappeared from his spot as soon as he laid Jeong Yeon-shin down. Jin Myeong-jo had no time to properly talk to him, and he left behind a long, one-sided story.

– It’s the limit. I have to go now.

-Short story?

―Half of the Gohwangji has been destroyed. In order to reuse it, I have no choice but to use a great amount of energy, either through a great innate ability or through a formation. Rather than wasting time on such a complicated task, it would be better for the Manjeon Seomye to fight on its own. I probably won’t come back again.

-what?

―Myungjo, it seems like Seomye follows you well. I can guess the reason, but I can’t say it because I’m laughing out loud. Good luck.

-What orders do you have for the other lords?

―There is a ‘fighting spirit’ wandering around beyond the gate, and I and the elders of the previous generation do not intend to avoid him. You must find and gather two or three of the three generals and the three great masters of the imperial family scattered throughout the northern regions. Without them, it will be difficult to block the concentrated attacks of the northern strongmen. Fortunately, Seomye has become a monster worthy of the Ipsin Sword, and Myungjo has achieved great success…

That was it.

The dimly swaying Yongheemyeong’s new form went out like a candle. It was as if the strength that had been holding onto the unstable void had run out.

What happened in the king’s inner chambers.

Naturally, it was Jinmyeongjo’s job to redeploy the Shingeomdan together with the existing reverse-entry martial arts force. It took a very long time.

‘The noble family is like the famous family.’

He thought with an indifferent face.

Jin Myeong-jo heard all sorts of stories from the soldiers of the Yao tribe, who had no hierarchy. For example, it was like this.

A good defensive formation is a type of light-armed formation that makes it easy to counterattack the enemy.

If Northern Qi’s Ye Lu spreads out his mat and lies down in front of the city gate, it will be the world’s greatest garrison. Blood King, if we drink your blood, we will become stronger…

After such a fierce battle without fighting, I returned to the castle, clutching a crumpled piece of paper in my hand.

Sarak.

It was a letter describing the current status of the major lords who had participated in the Battle of Cheonggwangpyeong early. Jin Myeong-jo wrote it himself.

[Death of the Great Emperor of the Extinction Island, incomplete dislocation of both arms.

Yeoui Cheonju Bukgung-ah, incomplete dislocation of limbs.

Caution is advised as it is a sign of the Heavenly Dragon’s Great Power and the Demon’s Happiness.

The Lord of the Sun Mok-ryong, Cheon So-so, often loses consciousness.

Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu, unable to recover due to lumbar injury.

Mugeukjeonju Geumcheongwon (琴聽原), damaged prosthetic limbs and heat injuries to the whole body.

Cheonrimdaeju Hahuwijin, right arm dislocation and body lacerations.

[The new swordsman, Jin Myeong-jo, unfortunately, is in perfect condition.]

This is the result of defeating the monsters that had been individually making the Ming Dynasty nervous on the northern front without any military force in the wide open plains.

It wasn’t just Jeong Yeon-shin who pretended to be prepared.

The great lords under his command are also displaying great arrogance. This is to prevent other Northern King forces from rashly committing treason.

The current Shingeomdan is like a sand castle.

And that’s not all.

Namgung Hwasin, the junior of Suncheon Ikju, was coveting Jinmyeongjo’s position, and Ma Gwang Ikju Cheongmyeong and Gwanggeom Daeju Hakso Seon were not people who listened to anyone’s words.

Although Changcheon Daeju Han Cheol-mok was the most polite, the problem was that he was overconfident in Jeong Yeon-sin and Jin Myeong-jo.

The master of the magic swordsmanship stood proudly, saying that it was fortunate that the two young men would shoulder the future of the Shingeomdan. He was constantly sharpening his sword energy.

‘They said they were able to block the Northern First Man’s attack for a short while, but it seems they were very shocked.’

That is, there is no one who does anything.

However, in Jin Myeong-jo’s eyes, the only one who was truly brilliant was Jeong Yeon-shin. The magical power he encountered again had become so strong. His legs had untied without him even realizing it.

A wheel of law that seems like it will one day rise to the level of Dharmaji. At the same time, there is no major business in this large city.

In Jin Myeong-jo’s opinion, the Shingumdan was ruined.

Or maybe only the Shingeombu Daeju was destroyed.

A path leading up to the inner castle of Yeokru Castle, with the outer castle walls firmly defended.

“Shinhyeolgeukma…? What’s going on?”

“What, all of a sudden?”

The northern gatekeeper and Mama Gwangmyeoldo on either side ask.

Each of them had a mysterious and cunning look. Jin Myeong-jo had many complicated feelings about them, but right now he couldn’t care less about the traitors of the southern martial arts world.

‘You’re going to have an accident anyway.’

One day, after killing the Blood Flame Cult Leader, Ki-gam, who had become incredibly sensitive, rang the alarm bell. When did it start? Something shocking was happening inside the castle walls that stretched out wide in front of him.

It’s pictured clearly in my head.

The three northern kings with their backs to the castle gate. A dozen or so strong men following them. At the same time, the great lords of the Shingeomdan surrounding the uninvited guests from their respective positions.

It was a confrontation between people who didn’t know the height of the sky. Jin Myeong-jo cursed inwardly.

‘fu*k.’

It seemed like quite some time had passed.

As soon as the incident was recognized, voices were also heard.

The art of hearing a thousand miles of land (Cheonrijicheongsul) was practiced to distinguish the footsteps of Jeongyeonshin in advance. Jinmyeongjo could see and hear them from his place like the leader of the Blood Flame Cult.

“It looks like the leader of the Shingeomdan is in hiding, but is it that difficult to show his face? I don’t understand.”

“What the Dragon King said is right. Time is a waste.”

The northern kings talk freely. It is as if they are those whose martial prowess reaches the heavens.

The person who asked to see her face was a woman carrying an entire war horse on her shoulders, and the person who spoke of time had a transparent body underneath a pitch-black veil.

They would be King Yong-eum Sa-sa, famous for his cavalry prowess, and King Chi-geuk, who combined the best self-defense weapons in the magic realm.

It is unknown how long they have been in a standoff, but it seems they are starting to take notice of Yongheemyeong’s absence and Jeongyeonshin’s physical condition.

Why did the northern kings visit?

There was no need to think too much. Now that the Battle of Cheonggwangpyeong was over, the current situation of Jeongyeonsin of the Northern Qi was of great interest.

Anti-communist faction and pro-communist faction.

It was a situation where it was unclear whether the northern powers, which were divided in half, would come together because of Jeongyeonshin’s existence, or whether they would be completely divided due to some kind of power struggle.

“How much longer do you plan to keep it standing? We have already delivered the message. At this point, even the South would call it uncivilized, but if it is the original Iphwangseong, I believe it is the most elegant breakwater in the entire Southern Gangho…”

The one who was talking just now was standing alone, like a servant of the King of Chigeuk. His facial features, which might be as harmonious as Jeongyeonsin, were felt to be in harmony.

A clan that attacks the upper chamber with a transcendent appearance in dreams. It must have been the Chigeukbuma of the dream demon body.

“Or perhaps, something bad happens to the Northern Emperor… … .”

Let’s take a quick look. It’s like a snake.

None of the northern kings stopped him, and immediately Xiahou Wei Jin shouted.

“You are not a person who can be taken over by the likes of me! The leader of the Seomyeo Mu-maek clan is someone who will eat the new sword until he dies of old age!”

“I heard that you have gained something from this fight and are now in a state of limbo. You are the ones who are being rude.”

Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu spoke calmly. He was leaning his back against the wall, which was not in keeping with his usual neat appearance.

A very arrogant-looking demeanor.

Meanwhile, a small amount of energy was leaking out from her body, and it was clear that the lumbar region was being replaced by the strong energy.

I learned the bad things about being a braggart. I was influenced by the youngest of the royal family, Ja-saek.

Among the great lords who were confronting the Northern King, most of them were like her. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Iphwangseong was now a breakwater of pretense.

The moment your weakness is revealed, you will be destroyed.

“I came to ask for advice from Yalul. I won’t speak through the whistle anymore… It’s urgent.”

Another North King spat out.

Status is status. Those with a short temper might find this a provocation. One corner of Yeoui Cheonju Bukgung-ah’s mouth went up as he stood tall and upright on the tall watchtower.

“Stop talking nonsense and wait three years. Whether you’re the best in the North or a mongrel, you’ll be swept away in the same way.”

The current economic situation was like this.

Each of them staked their all on the future of Jeongyeonshin. The same goes for Bukgung Ah, who was the youngest member of the Black Three Gangs and was so noble.

There was a reason why the Northern Kings were so reckless that they didn’t care if they died in a fit of anger.

– To that extent again? There really is no end to it.

―I’ve been getting hurt every time since I got on the black throne. Even though there’s a saying that goes, “A disease is like a wound,” isn’t that too much?

-It’s not that admirable. How high are you trying to go…?

Before they knew it, they were taking good care of Jeongyeonshin on a daily basis, and even if the young superior behaved roughly, they would just lightly scold him.

The one who will become the only martial arts master.

Any hardship or experience is just nourishment.

Even though the Shingeomdan was in a precarious situation with a tightrope walk, this was the reason why they were able to pressure the Northern Kings leisurely.

If anything, he plans to send Jeongyeonshin on Jinmyeongjo’s back to Iphwangseongju in Cheonhamok.

In just a few years, two new Emperors will emerge into the world of martial arts. It wasn’t a long time for the great lords, including the famous clans.

‘You guys are the same way. What if we really clash here?’

Jin Myeong-jo, who cursed inwardly once again, started walking away. He turned his back on the northern gatekeeper and Mama Gwang-myeol-do.

He decided that he must first activate the Gongwolmu and see if the Northern Kings would have any frivolous thoughts.

That was when.

Suddenly, Chigeukbuma opened his mouth again.

“I have the martial arts of the upper class that can pull out the opponent’s subconscious and tear it apart. It means that there is no need to go out of your way to see the Northern Emperor.”

“… … ?”

“I won’t touch the Shingeomdan. Now that I look at it, I don’t think I would dare do so.”

That was it.

Suddenly, Chigeukbu-ma looked straight at Jegal Cheong-a on the roof of the inner room. His eyes were shining with a sinister white light.

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Chigeukbuma asked.

[Have you seen the Northern Emperor Zheng Yanxin today?]

His voice echoed like an echo. It was the upper body function of the dream body.

[Whether you saw him or not, what did you think of him when you thought of him?]

The head of the Jegal family, famous for his innate insight. He was the one who noticed Jeong Yeon-sin’s heavenly punishment and made Heon Won-chang say the word “murderous and destructive”.

The question was directed at Jeongsim-an Jegal Cheong-a.