Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 65

Blood Flame Cult (4)

Wow!

The next moment, Jeong Yeon-shin stood in front of the cult leader. It was a quick Bo-shin-shin.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader’s long white hair was disheveled because he woke up late.

Is the cult leader a belief in an absolute being? No one acted rashly.

Jeongyeonshin slowly reached out and grabbed the ring.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader didn’t stop her. He just opened his palms and looked at Jeongyeonshin with interest.

“Narrows the blood vessels?”

Jeongyeonshin muttered quietly.

The ring he was holding in his hand caught my eye. It was dark red, like solidified blood.

He said.

“How can you live if your blood flow is blocked? The word poison is right. It kills people.”

“It will be useful when you reach the realm of the Apostle. Use the true energy to cultivate the blood vessels of your entire body. You will be able to endure it.”

“You must know that the role of the upper level is important in creating martial arts. Won’t my utility be lost?”

“Even if your talents are extraordinary, it will take some time. By then, I wonder if you won’t be able to overcome one of our school’s weaknesses.”

The Blood Flame Cult Leader raised the corners of his lips as he spoke. It was a mischievous smile.

‘You trust interest? That’s nonsense.’

Jeongyeonshin took stock of reality.

The moment the flow of the battle changed, Namgung Se-ga was cut down by the onlookers.

Baek Gi-rin Namgung Hwa-shin, who showed a surprisingly upright personality, was not like his family.

It was close enough to approach Hwangbo Se-ga.

Now that distrust of the Jeongpa martial arts world has become apparent, the words of the leader of the Sapa faction no longer seem sincere.

It’s hard to believe everything. The world of martial arts is an untrustworthy place.

They even said that it was poison that couldn’t be eaten right away. They didn’t know what use it would have.

‘You think you have to be an apostle to eat it? The Blood Flame Sect’s apostles aren’t much different from the Black Hwangseong. You’re saying that you have to be a slave to martial arts for a long time.’

But in this situation, I had to comply.

Jeongyeon Shin slowly nodded and put the ring in her bosom.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader, with a satisfied expression on his face, clapped his hands again.

“It is natural for a commoner to have the super-blood-inducing ability. However, it would be a very small vessel to contain the qualities of a great celestial being.”

Another attendant followed his gesture and approached.

Jeong Yeon-shin looked at the two books presented to the attendant.

“Ma-ra-gwang-hyeol-gong (魔羅轟血功). I grant the great master the vision of the apostle.”

The Blood Flame Cult Leader concluded his speech with a smiling voice.

Jeong Yeon-shin silently took the Mara Hong-hyeol-gong’s letter of decree.

It seemed like it hadn’t been long since I had written it down. The texture of the paper felt new.

‘The internal energy method of the Blood Flame Cult’s apostles······.’

Now, the exquisite secret of Sapa has entered his arms.

Jeong Yeon-shin instantly sensed what kind of incident this would lead to.

The bloody stream flowing down the thirty-six steps below the main shrine came to mind.

Was it a prediction of the upper stage? Or maybe it was just imagination.

However, no worries were shown by the many top players present.

It seemed to be the confidence that came from the boldness unique to a deep-rooted socialite, long experience in the martial arts world, and exquisite martial arts skills and insight.

In fact, this place was their own sanctuary.

‘Not yet.’

Self-power escape is impossible.

However, it seemed like it could be done. In the unique way of Ip Hwang Seong Seomyeo.

How much merit will you gain by causing harm to the Blood Flame Cult?

‘Maybe you could give me a piece of fruit.’

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t worry about her own survival.

‘Blood Flame Cult. The location of a large-scale force has been determined by capturing me.’

The Emperor of Heaven came to mind. He was the absolute ruler at the top of the elite class, capable of exercising all sorts of powers.

Even though I harbored distrust towards the martial arts world, her appearance was vivid.

Given the clues, it wouldn’t have been surprising if anything had happened.

‘I said that it was my first time setting foot on the main dais. It was unprecedented. The maximum distance from Cheongya Valley to Dalpo. If I could circle it······.’

While he was lost in thought, the Blood Flame Cult Leader opened his lips again.

“There are some areas that the Grand Master cannot touch.”

“Speak.”

“Purifying the turbid energy of paganism by putting it in our bodies… This is the fundamental doctrine of our religion. It is a sacred ritual that instinctively brings out our mission.”

“······.”

“Don’t touch.”

It was said not to cure the evil that causes intoxication and madness.

It was the Blood Flame Sect of the Thirteen Heavenly Sect of Sapa. It would be easy to decide which victim would learn the improved martial arts first.

Jeong Yeon-shin turned around without saying a word. Her quiet compliance would have only raised more suspicion.

“Take an example!”

An explosive energy surged from the body of the three apostles behind him and then subsided.

It seemed like the Blood Flame Cult leader had stopped him.

Chilsado often approached me with quick steps and linked arms.

As I glanced over, I saw her face with an expression of rapture.

The pouty red lips gave off the appearance of a madman.

“I’m so excited for the rebirth of the bloodline. How long will it take? Huh?”

“······.”

From waking up in the house of the Seven Apostles to the battle with the leader.

Jeong Yeon-shin began to sharpen the sword in her heart as she experienced something unprecedented in the world.

* * *

“It’s up to you to change the super blood type. But······.”

Chil-sado, who was lying diagonally on the bed, spoke. He was looking at Jeong-yeon-sin, who was sitting upright on the floor.

“The Mara Hong Bloodline is different. I need to make it to fit me.”

She sat up from her seat and licked her lips. Her pale face was full of possessiveness.

Soon, he came closer and gently stroked Jeong Yeon-shin’s hair.

It was a head that had not even had the opportunity to observe the smoke and the margins.

If they could touch and examine the body’s constitution directly, they would have noticed it right away.

There were many seniors who stroked Jeong Yeon-shin’s head.

Rather, it was thought that the maternal relatives did not dare to do so because they felt guilty.

The lips of the Seven Apostles approached my ear.

“I’ll show you everything about me. Every movement of my muscles, from the use of my energy to the movement of my feet to the movement of my nerves.”

She whispered softly.

Perhaps it was because he was going to die anyway, so it didn’t matter. Jeong Yeon-shin opened her mouth with her eyes closed.

“So this is the level of hierarchy in the Blood Flame Cult. Is it okay to plan things without the leader knowing?”

“The super blood attack is important to the cult leader. It is enough for the followers to live without being chased. The disciples’ inaction will not change drastically just because the Mara Hong blood attack’s formula changes a little. But you······.”

In that moment, Chil Sado’s hand suddenly grabbed his head. His red, jewel-like eyes filled Jeong Yeon-shin’s field of vision.

“You’re not going to create my own martial arts? Really? How dare you?”

“Let go. I was unravelling your lowly bloodlust.”

“ah.”

In an instant, the strength in his grip disappeared. Chil-sado, who had turned his face away, had a sad expression on his face.

She began to sweep Jeongyeonshin’s hair from both sides with both hands.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I interrupted your divine work. I’m sorry. I was annoying. I’m sorry.”

“······.”

I’ve become accustomed to the behavior of the Seven Sado’s, whose emotions fluctuate from time to time.

It happened even though not even one night had passed since I regained consciousness.

That wasn’t the important thing.

Jeongyeonshin slowly stood up from her seat.

Chilsado looked up with his only red eye wide open. It wasn’t a face that looked like it was about to kill.

He looked down at her for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“I think I should go for a walk. I’ll check your nerves.”

“good!”

The Seven Sado’s face brightened up and he quickly grabbed his sleeve.

How should I use the Demonic Spirit Water to destroy this hand? Jeong Yeon-shin pondered.

Squeak.

As soon as I left the room, I sent my energy to the Yongcheon point at my feet.

Although the cold blood energy inside the body was trapped in the veins, there was no problem in using the light energy.

It is because he is born with the ability to control his energy. Chil Sado smiled.

Hwaaaaak!

The two masters began to roam the social village.

The main body was clearly visible in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes, but no one stopped her.

I wondered if there was another source of absolute confidence.

“Did you hide it in a secret place?”

His words pierced the air that was ringing in his ears. A strange smile appeared on Chil-sado’s lips.

“Yeah. It’s the Two Flame Blood Spirit Formation. You haven’t heard of it, have you? It’s the most sacred sect in our school. It’s said to have been strengthened over hundreds of years.”

“also.”

It is said that the blood of noble families runs thick in the imperial family.

How can you build a city while avoiding their eyes? There is no way unless you have the magic or the method of dealing with the laws of all things.

It was a blood-flame sect famous for its blood magic that once entered the realm of sorcery.

It wouldn’t be strange if the city was protected by strange sorcery.

“I want to take a look around the outskirts.”

“You want to find clues to the destruction?”

The Seven Sado smiled brightly.

To Jeong Yeon-shin, magic was not an unknown territory. He had already created a magical martial art that could break blood stasis.

It meant that the magical nature of Gigam had entered.

However, Chil-sado led Jeong-yeon-shin with a joyful look.

As if engraving one’s own nerves into the eyes of the islander was a pleasure.

‘You’re underestimating me.’

She’s had it in her mouth for hundreds of years.

Having lived safely in the main camp for so many years, it was natural for me to have a confidence that bordered on inertia.

It doesn’t matter what qualities the blue-collared thief who enters the room has.

The gaze of the Blood Flame Cult masters seen in the cult leader’s war.

There was another basis for the expression that seemed to be looking at the spirit in the hand: the Lee Yeom-hyeol Ryeong-jin.

It was a great natural magic circle that even the Demon-Destructing River could not destroy.

Woof.

Jeongyeonshin noticed a strangely rippling space on the outskirts of the village. It was a surprising mystery.

It was cut off from the outside world. The wind that blew in and out, strangely twisted, felt strangely free.

He stood upright with his innate sense of energy. He felt the energy waves emitted by the formations one by one, completely dissecting them.

‘Planting energy?’

Suddenly, Jeongyeonshin’s eyes widened.

Rocks, grass, trees.

They were filled with energy and bound together in some way. The strange arrangement caused a near-cutting effect.

The entire village was hidden, surrounded by the power of the inner energy. It was a harmony known as sorcery.

I found a starting point to supplement my lack of strength. It was thanks to the arrogance and complacency of the Seven Sado and other guys.

bang!

A blue lightning struck. A blue inspiration flashed through Jeong Yeon-shin’s mind.

The brain cells begin to twist and form a skeleton of light. This is the essence of the operation of the true energy.

It was directly connected to three techniques: Demonic Spirit Destroying, Sword Ga, and Formation. It expanded and rotated without rest.

“Isn’t it wonderful? It’s a bulwark of the ages. Can you sense that you’re not picky about whether it’s poison or medicine?”

I had to keep my deep thoughts from being revealed to the Chilsado chattering next to me.

Jeongyeon Shin closed her eyes slightly, trying to suppress the blue light that was about to leak out. At first glance, she looked like she was desperate.

* * *

“This is why I can’t trust the Daemun sect······!”

The skinny and gaunt Heonwonchang was unaware that the Jongnampa’s Wijimyohwa was standing in front of him.

Her expression was also serious.

“Namgung Se-ga······ They saved face on your side. They recognized the achievements of Seomye So-hyeop and gave the title of Yeongdan to Heonwon So-hyeop.”

“If you hadn’t been here, I wouldn’t have received it! Isn’t it obvious? You petty bastards!”

“······.”

The two people wanted two things: punishment for Namgung Se-ga and tracking down the whereabouts of Ma Gwang-ik.

It was Wijimyohwa who had to stay away because of the radius of Jeongyeonshin’s DokmunmuGong, Geomga. She saw it clearly.

When Jeong Yeon-shin, who had crossed the battlefield in a straight line, arrived in front of Namgung Se-ga’s leadership, no one supported him.

They watched the later years of Emperor Yi Hwang’s reign, when he displayed astonishing ignorance.

Until the young swordsman fell into the apostle’s arms and was carried away.

Was it an attempt to cut off the bud that would become the imperial sword?

‘He clearly intended to kill the knight who was walking the path of righteousness.’

Wijimyohwa thought. Even trusting in the enemy’s sword, he tried it. It was truly a dirty act.

However, Jeong Yeon-shin’s rescue was more urgent.

“I sent a spirit to the main sect. Support will come. The Jongnam sect does not forget kindness. I sent a gift to Shaolin and Hwasan because I have deep ties to them, so I am sure there will be a response in some way.”

“······I am very grateful.”

Heonwonchang answered with reddened eyes. He had been expressing his anger from time to time.

Even now, twenty days after the Battle of Cheongyakgok, it is still the same.

The two men had just returned to Huizhou after having been harassing the landowners and Yeongguk (寧國) near Cheongya Valley.

Heonwonchang stayed at the government office as a military officer of Iphwangseong. This was because he received news from his senior military officers.

“You were here.”

Cheongmyeong was the first to find them. His expression was very cold. It seemed as if a chill had settled on his face.

“I heard the situation. Wait. Kang-ho will come.”

The tone was also very stiff.

The painting of Wizhi Myohwa, which was given as an example using lottery tickets, was questioned.

“What does it mean that the Gangho are coming······?”

“We gathered together Shaolin monks including Soshinseung Gakjeong, Hwasanpa Jangmunjae, Plum Blossom Swordsmen, and military officers who beg for permission from the government in Namjikrye. Martial arts leaders from Namjikrye, Hogwang, Gangseo, and Hanam were also drafted in large numbers. Socializing is also a matter of state. There is no reason to refuse.”

Cheongmyeong’s blue eyes stared blankly at the painting of Weizhi Myohwa.

“You. You said you were the successor of the Jongnam faction. If you want to build a reputation, there is no better place to do so. Do your best.”

“······Even so, isn’t this power gathered in a hurry?”

Heonwonchang said. His expression was serious.

“Even if we were lucky enough to find it, it would be a problem. It doesn’t seem like we have the power to defeat the Blood Flame Sect, which has such a huge sect.”

I asked him calmly because I wanted to save Jeongyeon Shin more than anyone else.

Even if the three old factions joined, it would only be a small portion of the main faction’s strength. The same goes for the martial artists, including Muga and Muwan.

No matter how large the number is, apostolic power is a whole other level of problem.

Cheongmyeong slowly shook his head.

“That level of difference is meaningless.”

“Why······?”

Heonwonchang asked back with a bewildered look.

Cheongmyeong was silent for a moment. His beautiful face was not as usual. It was stiff. It was completely stiff.

He slowly moved his lips away.

“The Lord is coming.”