Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 62

Blood Flame Church

The day before the party left Seoju was very sunny.

The spring sunlight was very bright. It was enough to shine vividly on Jeongyeonshin’s thick eyebrows.

I was on my way back from stopping by the government office to deliver some news to my seniors.

He informed his seniors, including Cheongmyeong, who had spread throughout Namjikrye, of the situation. It was something he could do because he was a member of the Imperial Family.

Jihyun expressed her discomfort. She said it would take some time for the message to reach her.

I wanted to send a messenger to Shandong Province where the main force was located, but I couldn’t expect any speed since it had to skip a province.

‘I can’t help it.’

After leaving the government office, Jeong Yeon-shin had to worry about another thing. It was because Heon Won-chang was moving around awkwardly.

The body was wounded. It was not an easy decision to put it in a carriage or horse that was shaking violently.

‘How should I take it?’

Jeong Yeon-shin returned to the guest room in agony. On the bed, Ip-Hwang Dae-hyeop was lying with his eyes narrowed.

Before the door could be closed, Heonwonchang turned his body diagonally. When their eyes met, he smiled and opened his mouth.

“This is so delicious.”

“I am worried about the existence of the Iphwangdaehyeop.”

Jeong Yeon-shin responded with a joke.

The corners of Heonwonchang’s mouth went up even higher. It seemed like he never got tired of hearing that nickname.

There were many common people who were hanging around the inn to see the Iphwangdaehyeop Heonwonchang.

“It’s become a burden.”

“The great swordsman, the Dragon Swordsman, is waiting.”

“Huh? The Wei Ji Yeo-hyeop?”

Jeongyeon Shin told the story she shared with her.

In an instant, Heonwonchang’s face distorted. It looked horribly gruesome.

“Jeong So-hyeop’s heart is like the ocean. It is very touching! However, please do not do that. The Blood Flame Cult is going to war with the Eight Great Powers? There is no way it would not send an apostle. Didn’t you get to know the martial arts of the Seven Apostles last time?”

“The snow flew into my hand.”

Jeongyeonshin answered calmly and leaned her back against the wall.

He continued speaking slowly, touching the swords of the Bukmyeong sword and the Iphwang sword in turn.

“It’s enough to lend a hand. The Namgung family’s masters won’t be idle either.”

We exchanged a few more words.

‘There is no reason not to.’

Jeong Yeon-shin had already decided. It was to establish public achievements while protecting the martial arts achievements of his comrades.

Heonwonchang could not overcome his stubbornness.

The famous swordsman Iphwangdaehyeop was actually the master Ma Gwangik.

Although his appearance may seem shabby, he has an excellent sense for assessing battle.

The longer the argument goes on, the more Jeongyeonshin realizes that she has less free time.

“Following the lifesaving treatment, I am also receiving a favor as an unmanned person.”

Heonwonchang opened and closed his eyes slightly with a rare serious expression.

“This is what Jeong So-hyeop is worried about. How can he take me, a living corpse, to Hwiju?”

“······They say there’s about a month left, but if we go up from Hwiju to Seoju, there’s not much time left.”

“Don’t worry about that!”

Even though he was seriously injured, his voice did not die. Heonwonchang spoke with a smile.

“There is a reason why a person who is in possession of the spirit and whose energy path is disrupted is vulnerable to shock. It is because of the uniformity of the mind in the use of true energy due to long-term training. It is poisonous to adjust the internal energy as usual. They do not even know that their body is covered in wounds.”

“then?”

“My family has the secret art of the Turtle Breath Great Technique. It is no ordinary technique. It strengthens the flow of true energy and protects the internal veins. Since it is a secret technique of killing water, it remains stable even after a long time.”

He put the water in his mouth, saying it was a secret technique of the family.

‘What is this, the Great Law of Eating?’

It was said to be an ambush martial art that slowed down breathing and heartbeat and even concealed true energy through internal energy.

It was a hidden martial art that was also displayed in the Iphwangseong’s Innocent Manuscript.

The water pipe. Jeong Yeon-shin repeated to herself.

The idea of a family of assassins being born into a clan was ridiculous.

However, it was likely that there would be a person who washed his hands with gold powder and left the world.

It was the first time that Heonwonchang had even mentioned his family, so Jeongyeonshin nodded without showing it.

A strange sense of relief seemed to appear in Heonwonchang’s eyes. He continued speaking slowly.

“No matter where you are buried in the ground, as long as there is a breathing hole, it will be fine. The shaking of the carriage is nothing more than a joke. You don’t have to worry about me. Let Jeong So-hyeop unfold his martial arts.”

“The injured are safely hidden… If there are no problems with the transport, it will be really reassuring.”

“Of course! This Iphwang Shinhyeop will not be a burden to anyone!”

Heonwonchang laughed heartily and then choked as if blood was rising from his throat.

Jeong Yeon-shin shook her head and turned away from the wall, then left the room again.

He stopped by the government office, rented a fine horse and a carriage, and explained the situation to Wijimyohwa.

Her expression darkened at the mention of the Great Law of the Spirits. She was the successor of the old school, at the top of the Jeongdo Martial Arts School.

There was no way he would welcome the swordsmanship of Salsu.

“······You two are heroes. I will support you.”

Fortunately, Wijimyohwa had a great capacity. He was a great swordsman who did not judge people based on their martial arts skills.

Jeong Yeon-shin expressed her gratitude with a lottery ticket.

So the two people and one corpse set off.

* * *

It wasn’t close from Seoju to Huiju. It was the northern and southern ends of Namjikrye.

This time I encountered a lot of bandits.

They were not the thieves of Gangho. They were commoners who had to use their plows to harm people because of the famine.

Moreover, he said that disasters are not limited to only famines.

Perhaps because of the uprising of the Blood Flame Cult, the number of bandits increased as we got closer to Huizhou.

“What will Sapa eat to live? He will sink his teeth into the backs of the common people.”

Surprisingly, it was Weizhimyohwa’s words. Her eyes also became sharp when she spoke of the Blood Flame Cult.

It seemed like they had become a little closer as they went on a long journey together.

If the bandits do not try to take their lives, he repeatedly threatens them with force and lets them go. Before he knows it, he has reached his destination.

“You’ve arrived.”

Wijimyohwa said. The two people had actually buried the Heonwonchang in the ground nearby.

That’s because I couldn’t help but expect a fierce battle.

Jeongyeonshin stared beyond the men guarding the entrance to the canyon.

It was the border between Jiju and Hwiju. It was said to be called Cheongya Valley.

The sound of waves crashing in the distance could be felt intermittently. It certainly seemed like this was no ordinary-scale fight.

“you guys.”

Those who had been far away came closer. The five of them had red hair.

I could tell what it was even before I got close.

One of them took the lead. He was a man with a bald head and a square jaw.

The energy waves that reached Jeongyeonshin’s skin were quite strong, and it seemed like she was a commoner who had reached the realm of the Blood Sword.

It was a weapon that some might mistake for a sword.

The guy opened his mouth.

“You guys are acting unusually. You’re even bringing a fine horse and carriage. Leave everything you have here and go back.”

A carriage with a neat finish was an item of luxury.

Anyone could have guessed that he had plenty of pocket money. The bandits he met on his journey were the same.

However, the Blood Flame Cultists stopped ten paces away.

He didn’t come any closer. He kept his distance.

‘Is it really the Sapa Thirteen Heaven?’

Jeongyeonshin thought.

He was quite perceptive. He seemed to sense something from Jeong Yeon-shin and Wi Ji-myo-hwa.

Some of the bandits I had met earlier were different. They came at me with reckless abandon, trying to do something about the Wizhi Myohwa, but ended up rolling around.

“Rough yellow······ blue······?”

Another one, who was walking sideways, muttered. He had a sharp eye.

The guys’ mouths opened wide.

“Blue-eyed? At that age?”

“You must have been born into a prestigious family. You must have grown up swallowing elixirs like you were eating rice. Be careful of the one-hit, one-shot attacks. Your attack power will be immense. If you’re not careful, we’ll all die.”

“That’s all. All you have to do is suppress it with skill. The prey is truly excellent.”

They started talking amongst themselves.

It was the true face of the Blood Flame Sect. It valued the mass of internal energy it could absorb more than its own life.

I was even guessing just by looking at Jeongyeonshin’s appearance.

‘You don’t know me.’

A strange light appeared in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes. It seemed as if she had discovered one of the Blood Flame Cult’s weaknesses.

They were not bloodthirsty sect members, but common sect members. Fire ants. Their numbers were incomparably greater than those of the sect members.

It was said that a social gathering place for fanatics was a place where obedience to orders from above was especially clear.

If you give orders from above, you will be carried out from below. There is no freedom. It is not easy to exchange news.

The guys started to approach with brisk strides. Eventually, one of them even came out using light attack and running at full speed.

It seemed to say that the first one to catch it is the owner.

The moment her palm was embedded in the leader’s forehead, the magic wand appeared.

A wave of energy rose up from the gap, swaying.

bang!

Dust flew in all directions. The strong winds blew waves that even scratched the rocks.

The guys who were running together were thrown around miserably.

Jeong Yeon-shin ran through the aftermath of Jongnampa’s Blue Cloud Sky Angel Hand.

I knew that the battle between Namgung Se-ga and the Blood Flame Cult was unfolding right before my eyes.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the face of one of the men. It was a bald man who was relatively close to the Blood Sect Sword.

“Ugh!”

Recently, the only way to guess Jeong Yeon-shin’s age was from her face.

The body that had been polished by Jeonggadonggong had followed the flow of time. It had grown amazingly recently.

The body is already close to adulthood.

The fingers that wrapped around the bastard’s face were long enough.

It meant that if you mobilize your internal energy, you can run while holding the face of an adult.

thud!

A storm arose beneath my feet as I stepped onto the ground. I felt it the moment I pushed away the ground.

The overlapping true energy of the Shigeukgyeong surged from the thigh muscles on both sides of the thighs, which were clearly divided.

It’s a beginning.

bang!

I ran towards him, grabbing his face. The canyon scenery before my eyes scattered into hundreds of lines.

Hwaaaaak!

The wind that blew so hard it felt like it was hitting my ears was incredibly strong.

I thought for a long time that if I were to establish a major that stands out, it would have to be something that was incredibly flashy.

Jeongyeonshin created a whirlwind with her lightness and even drew her sword.

The sunlight shone silver through the ripples flowing from the sword.

It took only a moment for them to enter the battlefield. The bottom of the canyon was as wide as a plain.

Hundreds of people were milling about, showing off their prowess.

The great feast of martial arts created a warlike military discipline of thousands of people.

He didn’t care. Jeong Yeon-shin jumped down in one breath and threw the thing he was holding.

thud!

“What, what is it?”

“What kind of guy is this!”

It was a ceremonial robe that seemed to be wrapped in the wind unique to the Ming tribe. The hem of Jeongyeonshin’s blue clothes fluttered long like a fairy’s robe.

Phew!

At that moment, the cries of the swordsman were already rising from the Bukmyeong sword.

The Blood Flame Cultists who had been harassing him so terribly began to spurt blood and fall.

thud!

I deliberately hit the ground hard. The thick dust that had spread was torn apart by the sudden storm.

After getting off, he charged again. The flow of the battlefield was twisted in an instant as he followed Jeong Yeon-shin’s Bukmyeonggeom.

People were scattered in all directions as if an invisible typhoon had spread out around him.

It was usually instant death. It was not a power that could be seen as the level of Jeongyeonshin’s martial arts.

The previously adjusted swordsmanship managed to avoid creating any casualties for the Namgung family.

He cut straight through the battlefield. In an instant, he reached the point where the Namgung Sega leadership was visible.

A variety of emotions spread across the faces of the elderly, including a handsome man with a kind face, a lively woman with a bronzed face, and a middle-aged man with an overwhelming sense of prayer.

That was when.

“Magwangik Island. I came back safely.”

“The face that was once haunted is now kind, but it has strange martial arts skills.”

When I looked back, I saw familiar faces laughing. They did so even though they knew Jeongyeonshin’s true identity.

Bloodthirsty Swordsmen with shiny black hair and red hair.

The energy that the two of them gave off together was extraordinary.

Jeongyeonshin silently looked at them. A scene was vividly drawn before her eyes.

There’s no way my memory will fade. It was the first time in my life that I ran away.

I understand those who make funny faces.

They were the ones who stood at the forefront during the Yongbong branch and threw a wall bomb at Jeong Yeon-shin.

They were all mad. They didn’t seem to care how many laypeople died.

“Did you think that something would happen if you were with Namgung Se-ga?”

One of them spoke. He was holding a wall-cracker grenade in his hand, which he had pulled out silently as if he were memorizing something.

There was a loud noise of the unmanned personnel nearby flinching.

At the moment when the Yongbong branch was going bankrupt, Jeong Yeon-sin, who was at Hwiju’s Yeonhwajeong, was also like them.

Damn it.

This time it was different. Jeongyeonshin kept going without stopping.

I knew it without even looking back. The best of the Namgung family would be looking this way.

He slowly moved his lips away.

“You guys. You have to know for sure.”

At the same time as I put away the Bukmyeong sword, I pulled out the familiar Iphwang sword. The flow between the lead sword and the sword was smooth.

It was the appearance of a master that anyone would recognize. The blade of the Ip-Hwang-Geom naturally revealed itself and began to reflect the sunlight.

I held the sword in my hand for a moment. The cold sensation quickly became hot.

“You who throw first are the traitors. I am not guilty.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said calmly.