Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 598

Gathering the night sky (7)

A low laugh descended upon the treasure trove of knowledge that had endured for centuries.

It’s not Jeongyeonshin.

The laughter that no one in the group let out was lost in the roar of the noise, along with the rocks pouring down like hail from the collapse of the ceiling.

Kugugugugugugu!

One of the five great martial arts that struck the cave from the outside, the aftereffects of the Myunggyo Amcheonsubyeokse were rushing in all directions.

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly remembered the time when she read the Heavenly Horse Armor of Murong Se-ga.

-cheeky.

It felt the same as that day. It was still something that was incomprehensible. Could it be the transcendent spirituality that permeated the name Cheonma (天魔)? Ignoring the years, it was carved into the sacred knot… … .

“Is it funny in this situation?!”

Ju Gwang-singae shouted at Hwang Bo-gon. It was possible because he, Ma Yeon-jeok, and Eo Woong-gong were of similar age.

Hwang Bo-gon just shrugged his shoulders.

“I thought the old beggar was crazy.”

“What?”

Ju Gwang Shingae opened his eyes wide, but Eung Gong, who was carrying him, remained indifferent. He picked up Geom Seong, who had been placed on the floor for a moment, with a calm expression.

“A person should pay the price of his age.”

He scolds them with a young voice, and creates a gentle aura with his whole body.

The operation of the true energy did not affect the black spirit in his arms. Immediately, a hazy curtain of energy rose up in a hemispherical shape and covered his head.

The cabin wasn’t very spacious.

Because it was a force field that transparently enveloped only him, Geomseong, and Jukwangsingae.

Aung-gong, whose eyes met Jeong-yeon-shin’s for a moment, made a pitiful excuse.

“I’m sorry. I don’t have the energy.”

He had fled from the Namje region with the Jukwang Shingae, so he couldn’t have been in perfect health.

This was especially true for the northerners, whose diets left behind fatal aftereffects.

In the first place, why did Jeong Yeon-shin leave the sword to Eo Woong-gong and take the lead? It was because he thought that even with the faint light, he would be the best fighter among the group.

“it’s okay.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered with a dark light streaming from her two eyes. Eung-gong Eo’s words became hazy as he saw that.

“Will it be okay…?”

Kroong! Kroong!

Now in the midst of a vibration that seems to shake the entire axis of the earth.

Jeongyeonshin observed the inside of her body.

The third wheel of true energy surrounding the heart, following the faint double halo.

It is a collection of magic.

It was spreading a dark color like food inside its body. And of course, it was very thin. The true energy inside the body cannot suddenly be amplified without anything.

It is close to the size of a thread, to say the least. It is too small to generate the large amount of energy that Jeongyeonshin normally uses.

As always, you will have to eat the spiritual food supplied every time you visit the main castle of Iphwangseong and keep filling up with energy.

Just like the Tang siblings had grown the second halo thick and long while bathing in the starlight of the Dragon’s Formation.

Or, it would have been a good idea to safely reach the treasure vault where the elixirs of the Ming religion were stored, known as the ‘Bukmyeongbogo (北冥寶庫)’.

It also meant that the level of inaction had not increased significantly at the moment.

It was something that had to be recognized objectively so as not to misjudge one’s own strength and be defeated in vain.

‘Time.’

As always.

Jeongyeonshin needed time.

But as always, leisure was a word most alien to the world of martial arts.

-I got through it…!

-There it is! There it is!

-Kill them! They are the ones who spied on the ancestors’ studies! Their eyes must be burned out!

The screams rushed in, bouncing off the walls of the massive underground cavern. The voices themselves sounded like they were performing a rough attack.

Ju Gwang-shin’s expression became serious.

“You have to be prepared for both sides. Not only the rocks falling from above, but also the mines that will try to squeeze their way in through the gaps.”

“It’s already close. This whole thing is going to collapse.”

That was Eunggong’s answer.

Jeongyeonshin briefly stared at the swordsman in his arms.

In fact, in this situation, the third light is just a byproduct. What was really needed was knowledge that could save the swordsman.

And Jeong Yeon-shin had already mastered all of the application methods and limitations of the Seven-Week Golden Blood Method.

Naturally, he learned about the true nature and secrets of the Seven-Week Golden Blood Method that was performed on Heonwonchang by Salmun, a family under the Myunggyo sect, and the side effect of his life being shortened every time he forcibly unlocked the method.

It was accompanied by a sense of guilt that seemed to cut straight to the bone.

-Ma Gwang-ik is his self-defense weapon.

For a moment, the appearance of Heonwonchang overlapped with that of Geomseong. Was it because they had received the same great law? If Heonwonchang had grown old and safe, it would seem like he was the same as Geomseong now.

‘I can save them both.’

Jeongyeonshin thought. If there were some rare elixirs, it might really be possible.

Because he was now the grand master of magic.

That was when.

Geomseong opened his eyes half-asleep in Eunggong’s arms and started talking nonsense like a drunkard.

“That sky is fake….”

Words blurted out as I looked at the crumbling ceiling.

It was a meaningful story at first glance. For generations, scholars have been likened to the night sky, which swallows up even the stars and the moon.

But the wrinkled eyelids of the blacksmith fell again. Unlike the fierce swordsmanship he had shown, he looked powerless.

The eyebrows of the two men gathered together.

“My pulse is getting weaker. There’s no time.”

“I will take the lead.”

Before I knew it, Jeongyeonshin was standing at the entrance I had come through.

Even with that short movement, the deafening noise grew louder. At this moment, the frame of the iron gate was rapidly cracking due to the clash of violent blows.

At the same time, Hwang Bo-gon stood next to him.

“Come with me. I owe you my life in the past in the Dragon’s formation, so I’ll help you. It’ll be hard to build three people by myself.”

Jeong Yeon-shin felt as if the old Tae-yeon-ryong was standing by her side. To be honest, it felt very reassuring, but he immediately shook his head.

“Couldn’t the Myunggyo Master give you the answer you’re looking for? I will do my best to make sure that Yang Guifei doesn’t die young, but there’s no need to completely rule out other possibilities.”

Swish.

Jeong Yeon-shin placed her hand on the groove in the center of the iron gate. It was the same gesture she had made when she entered.

“Stay in Myunggyo. From now on, this place will need strong people like you even more.”

“you…?”

Guguguguguguung!

The huge iron door opened.

The minions who had been pounding the door from outside were revealed. They all had faces filled with a sinister, murderous intent, and a faint hint of doubt.

No one expected that he would open the door and come out on his own.

They are so numerous that it is difficult to count them as they fill a wide cave.

There were many monsters with unusually large hands and feet, or blackened, discolored eyes that looked like popping bells.

Even though their bodies were intact, the atmosphere was inhumanly cold, and none of them were holding spears or swords.

All enemies have public rights.

He knows what will happen if he loses his weapon to Jeongyeonshin.

It even seemed like he was using the ‘Bilwichuimyeonggong (必爲取命功)’. It was a martial art where the body would explode like a wall bomb as soon as one lost one’s life and one’s innate energy was scattered.

Each of them has a dark magical energy seeping out from their entire bodies. They are like fire bullets in terms of temperament.

“New Sword Master, come here!”

“Try to crush this body first!”

It is not a human sect.

It was truly a demon. The appearance, temperament, preparedness, and even the methods of Donggwi Eojin were all as if they had been created from the abyss.

“Now, there is no martial artist who does not know about your sound and the destructive power of the Yigi Sword. The bigger the clan, the more thoroughly they will prepare.”

Joo Gwang-shin spoke heavily, then suddenly added with a serious expression.

“Pull out one of my ribs and use it.”

“yes?”

“If you want to run fast enough to be called the fastest in the world, you must first train your bones. At least they should be stronger than your grandfather’s rusty bones. Don’t worry, you can pull it out.”

“How can a person think like that…?”

Jeongyeonshin shook her head with pitch-black pupils. She was still intoxicated by the subtle magic, but still had her wits about her.

That was when.

Phew!

Suddenly, a dark wind approached. It was a powerful wind that ran along the rough wall without any resistance, and the sight of it breaking through the stone wall and crashing down was incredible.

Amcheonsubyeokse (暗天手壁勢).

This technique is known as the strongest among magic techniques.

It only took a moment for the night sky lanterns to turn black and reach right in front of Jeong Yeon-shin and her party.

“The great teacher of Myeonggyo!”

Jukwang Shingae shouted as he was estimating the paths of the huge underground city with his eyes closed.

The tension was deflected by a new form that suddenly appeared from Jeongyeonshin’s side. It was a blow that bounced off the back of his hand and flew to the other side.

Kwaaaa …

The mines blocking the path of Jeong Yeon-shin and her party explode like firebombs. A spectacle of a path being created with a loud noise that shakes the earth.

When Jeong Yeon-shin glanced to the side, Hwang Bo-gon was already shaking his hands with a face as playful as Tae-yeon-ryong. It was Hwang Bo-se-ga’s Yeojo-cheonwang-mu.

“I took a wrong turn without thinking and came out startled, and I was crushed to death by the blind force.”

-Go ahead. I will follow your advice and exercise self-restraint.

It was Hwangbo Gon’s telegram.

bang!

Jeongyeonsin kicked the ground without delay. The soft glow of the ten-mile light of the light-hearted sword spread over the ground. Eungong, who was carrying the two old men, quickly followed.

– Break through the wall to the northwest! Run straight ahead!

Joo Kwang Shin shouted in a loud voice. Jeong Yeon Shin slightly turned the front of her foot.

Footprints were left on the ground soaked with blood, and that alone made the great monk from the distant passage shout loudly.

[The heretics are after the Beomyeongbogo! The Three Emperors of Heaven, each blockade the Ip (twenty), Sap (thirty), and Sip (forty) areas, and the Buguijes block the outside air with the great magic technique the cult leader has deployed! The Mingma (bright demons) should not rush in vain and wait at the ‘altar’!]

He had a keen eye.

The great teacher of the famous school.

The figure of the old man in a pale white robe stood out especially in the dark cave, but he did not rush towards Jeong Yeon-shin.

It just kept pushing tension from a distance.

Kugugugu! Kugugugu!

[The opponent has linked their magical powers, so you shouldn’t approach them rashly! It’s enough to just pour out long-range attacks! They don’t have time or energy, and this is none other than the main headquarters of our school!]

Even though the Six Combat Battles were striking the entire space, there was no sign of the underground cave collapsing.

This was also probably thanks to the great magic formation that established the underground as a place to live.

The instructions were also accurate.

It was a strategy and situation that would work on anyone but the Gongwolmu of Yukwonseonggun Mungok.

This is the headquarters of the thirteen thousand strongest waves.

bang!

Jeong Yeon-shin simultaneously broke the wall with her left hand and burst the air with her right hand. With just that, the tension of the dark water wall that had been crashing down from afar was blown out like a dark candle.

This is possible because it is a study of magic that is at the highest level of magical power, and the Great Master of the Ming School did not bother to approach him.

“What the…!”

Could this be reinforcements?

The disciples who were rushing in through the passageways that were open in all directions like spider webs flinched.

The gaze directed at Jeongyeonshin was like looking at a monster with great strength. It was natural. It was a situation where he was facing an entity that made all his life’s internal energy pale in comparison.

Because of this, Jeongyeonshin was able to act as if he was invincible even with a faint halo. The ten-mile light race did not stop for a moment.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

The damp wind peculiar to the earth pushes against my face.

The debris that occasionally burst from the walls left wounds on her bare skin. Jeong Yeon-shin was running through the huge underground passage without even wearing her self-defense equipment.

It wasn’t arrogance.

It’s because there’s literally no room for it. Two light rings have lost their density due to repeated fierce battles, and one light ring has just been conceived and needs time to grow.

The long-ranged blasts of fire from enemies can be shattered with just a handful of internal energy. The same goes for the wind blast that a middle-aged man, who looked unusually strong at this moment, hurled like a cold wind.

Exactly the left side.

Oh my!

This time, the impact that flowed into his hand was great. It was because his skills were close to the Black Three Gangs, and he was much closer than the Great Master of Mingjiao. He was a man of great spirit.

“I am the one who leads the three banners of our religion, the one who is the most powerful of the three banners. I have come to destroy your skull.”

A gentle madness stood out.

It’s almost three meters away. For most experts, it’s like a stone’s throw away.

But Jeongyeonshin ignored him and passed by. She motioned with her hand behind her back so that Eunggong wouldn’t catch up to her. The tension that fell naturally created a long furrow in the ground.

Those pursuing from behind pause once again.

Jeongyeonshin has faced Sunmaryeon, known as a collateral branch of the Myunggyo. Even if the people here were the direct descendants of the Myunggyo, each of them could not be stronger than Sunmaryeonju.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

Running into no man’s land.

Ten, fifteen, nine, three, and then another dozen or so… Jeong Yeon-shin ran through the endlessly wide underground passage as if it were a plain, breaking down every wall she encountered.

Whenever powerful people like Taesa Myunggyo and Cheokhwajon blew their fierce swords, I would strike the ground with my hand.

“You crazy bastard!”

“How can someone like that exist…?!”

In that way, Ju Gwang Shingae takes the shortest path to teach through sensory study called ‘Shingeol A Bul Sa Gong (神傑餓不死功)’.

Before they knew it, Jeong Yeon-shin and her group were standing in front of another iron gate. It was a place where a faint medicinal scent was leaking out through the crack in the gate.

“You’re in the right place! It’s over there!”

The light of the sky shakes Eunggong’s shoulder.

“Gangma-Hwan, Neungcheon-Dan, Mannyeonhwa-Ri’s Naedan… All the elixirs that Myeonggyo has collected must be sleeping there! This, this is really impossible… …!”

at that time.

Kwarrrrrrung!

The ground beneath my feet shakes violently.

The wall surrounding the herbal medicine warehouse of Myeonggyo, or Bukmyeongbogo, began to collapse as if it were a lie. It looked as if a wall bomb had exploded from inside and outside.

“… … !”

In an instant, the space is filled with a hazy dust. Huge piles of rocks come crashing down, obscuring the pitch-black iron gate.

It’s an incredible sight.

It was different from when he opened the Cheonmabigo. He destroyed the Bukmyeongbogo before Jeongyeonshin could even approach.

It is not at the level of giving flesh and taking bones. Rather than letting the enemy benefit, he broke it so that neither could have it.

This too was madness.

[We cannot suffer humiliation twice. We have already sinned against our ancestors. Even if we die, we will be with you.]

The shadow of the Six Competitive Battleship of the Great Master of Minggyo looms behind me like a damp shadow. It was walking from afar. It was the path that Jeongyeonshin had dug through.

“You’ve been so out of your mind from the start. It seems like the author is a bigger devil than us.”

The voice of the Great Apostle was mixed in with it.

At this moment, the place where Jeong Yeon-shin and her group are standing is an underground passage about thirty meters away from the Bukmyeong report.

It can be considered a kind of plaza because it has long paths not only in the front and back but also on both sides.

Could it be because of the mysterious night fighting skills of the Ming Dynasty Iron Clan?

It is about ten jang wide, and the ceiling is high enough to fit a two-story pavilion. It is as if the space was created by raising a dragon.

Jeongyeonshin turned around silently.

The sight that immediately caught his eye was darkness creeping in from the other side of the passage. It was the martial arts force of the famous school that had finally cornered the group.

Eunggong fixes the Jugwang Shingae and carries it.

“We were surrounded. In the end, we couldn’t even plan a lucky breakfast.”

The true form of the thirteen thousand first wave faction is now revealed.

Originally, he planned to obtain the elixir of the Ming sect himself, escape, and cure Geomseong, since there was no other way.

But it was also a method that carried great risk. How fierce would Mingjiao be if it lost both the Vigo and the Elixir of Life?

[Seomye Jeongyeonshin, I know that your true energy is reaching its limit.]

The voice of the Master of Myunggyo gradually grew louder. The distance was getting closer, and this time, he seemed ready to engage in close combat.

[Because of you, two of the world’s greatest treasure vaults have collapsed, so even if I die, I must take you to the underworld. At least, it is possible here, in this situation.]

Jeongyeonshin didn’t listen.

In the first place, my body was in such a mess that I couldn’t even eavesdrop on the sound, so was there any need to listen to the enemy’s voice? In a situation where I thought that even the divine sword Yeore was in possession of Socheonmujeok?

I’m just trying to figure out which of the two is better. The Hwan-gang that is created by rubbing magic and magical power. And the Pacheon that is currently in the process of being perfected.

‘If it’s a fight where you’re cornered, you’re screwed.’

That was when.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared from the ceiling. The light suddenly created by Eunggong, who was next to Jeongyeonshin, swirled around his head.

Kookookookookung!

It was a mysterious spectacle. In an instant, the rocks fell in a circle surrounding the group. Each one was incredibly thick. It was as if Aunggong had used all his strength in an instant.

Naturally, the martial arts forces of the Myunggyo army that were closing in on the encirclement were also obscured.

“… … ?”

Jeongyeonshin wondered absentmindedly. With what hand was Eungong holding the sword?

“Sobaek did as you said.”

As soon as Jeong Yeon-shin heard Eung-gong’s young voice, she turned her head like lightning, and before she could even turn her head all the way, her body froze.

A warm hand struck the blood vessel.

It was a hand that I had avoided many times when it tried to hug me.

“Elder Black…?”

“Why do you seek the world’s greatest treasure in such a harsh place?”

An old voice. The sword was right. His voice continued faintly.

“Isn’t the life of an old man the most precious thing in the world? I have it, and you wish to have it.”

Swish.

The palm of your hand touches the center of Jeongyeonshin’s waist, namely the Myeongmun point.

At that moment, the words of the dreamy Naburangi that he had first met at Myeonggyo flashed through Jeongyeonshin’s mind.

―If a ronin survives until he becomes old, he must have skills that even the Northern Kings of the Demon Realm would find difficult to imagine.

“The Ronin don’t waste energy. They are people who have lived without anything. This is the same with the power of the quasi-legendary.”

Physical strength.

It is a technique of transferring energy to others. It is a secret technique that requires extreme physical exhaustion, and since the energy is lost to nature in an overwhelming amount, it is not used even by the most powerful sects.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes grew wide.

Right now, he doesn’t have a lifelong friend, and he doesn’t have time to cultivate new talents. He doesn’t want to lose the peerless swordsman Geomseong here.

“Elder?”

“I took out the needles stuck in my body. They were too cumbersome to move.”

“No…!”

However, all the peerless masters are beings who live as they please, and none of them take others at face value. That is why they were able to rise to the peerless realm.

“The swordsman.”

The old swordsman’s voice continued calmly. Suddenly, a strong wind that seemed to be ripping apart the clouds began to roar in Jeongyeonshin’s famous temple.

The third halo.

“I have to hold the knife.”

It began to inflate in size like the night sky.