Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 75

Mark (3)

“What are the trends in the island?”

“Ma Gwang-ik is staying in seclusion at the main building.”

The man with the sword reported to Joo Yeon-jeong, who was sitting at the head table.

It was a separate building of the Iphwangseong Iphwangma House. The guest room, which was originally the main room, was transformed into an office. It was the order of Joo Yeon-jeong.

“I heard you were seriously injured. If you send me some medicine, I’ll take it.”

It was a soliloquy.

Joo Yeon-jeong tapped her fingers on the table, lost in thought.

The kneeling warrior was lost in thought, oblivious to the sight of his confidant who had assisted him since childhood.

She is of royal blood. You could say that Ma Gwang-ik’s island origins are lowly. That’s how it was originally.

‘There is a rumor that he was favored by the lord.’

Things were different. The difference between a few tips and teaching the mind was huge.

The value of the island has grown with each passing day.

There was also talk that he had made a great contribution to the destruction of the Blood Flame Cult’s main group in recent martial arts.

His achievements were absurd, but his age made it even worse.

“If I want to embrace Mark alone, I can’t let go of the island. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with a way. No matter how many days I think about it······. Are you like that too?”

“······Yes, my lord.”

The confidant answered. He was a swordsman whose prayers were polished like iron.

As Wuwei was no less than a skilled blue-collar worker, he had been involved in many political disputes with Joo Yeon-jeong.

Joo Yeon-jeong, who swept the table with her fingertips, closed her eyes slightly.

‘Is this a vessel worthy of being held?’

It was said that the royal family of the Ming Dynasty was of an unprecedented scale throughout the history of Central Plains.

Taejo Zhu Yuanzhang had twenty-six sons.

Except for those who were crowned crown prince and crown grandson, everyone had a wife and a concubine. The royal family grew endlessly.

At present, the number of people with the surname Ju as Taejo in the family register has exceeded several thousand.

It was rare for people to be given titles such as prince, princess, or king.

It meant that it was difficult to rule over a local lord because there were so many members of the royal family.

Most of them lived in various estates around Beijing.

Joo Yeon-jeong’s father was the same. He only had a superficial reputation.

The main character was noble and lowly. She was not the daughter of a prince or a king, so she could not become a princess or a monarch.

So, I came to Iphwangseong. I heard that Ma Gwang-ik-ju was a goja and married his cousin.

Thanks to her son’s good qualities, she was able to hear the name of her daughter-in-law from the previous head of the Shingeomdan.

It was because her direct descendant, Ma Gwang-ik-ju, was incompetent. She also served Ma Yeon-jeok with utmost devotion.

“I told Seomye. Now I can’t hide my origins from other factions. It’s actually good that the right to succession is being shaken. Wasn’t it to reveal it at this time to overcome the crisis?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“But it’s a temporary measure. The girl named Seomyeo has both legitimacy and power. She’ll torment Sein until he dies. Even if it’s not intentional, it will happen.”

There are times when I organize my thoughts by talking. This was not the place to ask for the opinions of my confidants.

She cannot become a warlord because she has no title.

When I was young, I realized my situation and wished for only one thing: proof of my identity and worth.

I looked elsewhere for a way to become a true royal.

The royal family wanted to get their hands on one of the swords aimed at the martial arts world. The armory was called Iphwangseong, and the sword was called Iphwangmaga.

She said.

“I heard that the life-or-death battle between Namgung Se and the leader was a hot topic. I heard it was a non-combat type. Can Seomyeo break through the main line of her nature and be assigned a mission?”

“It’s hard to guess what he’s capable of. He seems to have the skills to fight with Sok-ha and Twenty-Hap, but I’ve heard that his momentum from before is not perfect.”

“It’s just as I felt. Even with the internal injuries, it’s still that bad. It’s really hard to fathom.”

“Using a water gun······.”

“You will soon realize that your idea is absurd. Secretly assassinating the lord’s immediate disciple…? That is the kind of thought that only the martial arts masters who only look ahead would have. Rather than putting the great sword of the Great Ming in danger, I would rather be content with myself.”

She said with a laugh.

“I can’t kill him or kick him out. There’s no other way.”

“······.”

“Let’s measure the vessel of the island. How much sincerity should we put into it?”

It was decided. I decided to become a guardian.

It was better to hold them in your arms and control their behavior. Making them enemies was a low-level tactic.

It was the latter index that the Emperor was interested in. All that was needed was to provide support to the point where he couldn’t come to his senses.

The task at hand was clear.

‘Let’s measure the bowl.’

How much money and manpower will it take to get it within your grasp?

She gave the order to her confidant to leave and went to bed. Her office was soon to become her bedroom.

As the prospective hostess of Iphwangma House, she has already been in charge of many things both at home and abroad.

‘I should visit in person when the sun rises.’

But he couldn’t fall asleep. He heard a strange sound. For the first time in his life, the ambitious collateral royal family doubted their ears.

“Yeonjeong-ah─!”

It was a tremendous sound, both loud and meaningful.

Joo Yeon-jeong hesitated for a moment. Was there another Yeon-jeong nearby?

“Yeonjeong-ah! Yeonjeong-ah─!”

The cry did not ring out once or twice. It spread widely as if it were threatening to wake up the night throughout the vast nature.

Contrary to his frivolous voice, he seemed to have a very deep inner strength.

“What kind of crazy guy······.”

A sad word came out of her lonely lips.

Sabak.

He went out wearing only a long robe over his bedding.

There was talk of the authority of the royal family, but she was already a true powerhouse in the martial arts world.

The martial arts of the household were the martial arts of the imperial family. They were trained properly from childhood.

I also heard from my father-in-law that I was very strong.

“What kind of guy is he!”

“A person so unprincipled by nature······!”

“Ma Gwang-ik? Is it really Ma Gwang-ik!”

When I came out, it was already a sight to behold. There was chaos.

A dozen or so low-ranking warriors got tangled up in an attempt to capture the white guy. But they were still unable to subdue him.

“Such reckless······.”

“Isn’t this something that needs to be done right away?”

“Wait. Eyes are forming.”

“That’s right. Even if all the elders help the main lady, it’s still the same. You’re damaging the dignity of your family and mixing with the young? It’s your hometown, not anywhere else. Don’t act rashly.”

The elders who were divided into factions did not move. The guardians of Masain and Juyeonjeong also did not dare to step forward.

The fighting continued. It wasn’t because Maga’s warriors were incompetent.

The problem was the nimble movements of the guy who was swinging the hero gun on his forehead.

The nerves of the eyes had already lost their whiteness. They were silent and flexible, as if they had learned the secret of water.

“Island?”

Joo Yeon-jeong muttered. A boy who had been standing off to one side came into view.

The man and woman standing together are also familiar. Cheong-an-mageom Cheong-myeong and Il-ryeon-geom-mae Baek Mi-ryeo.

They are the vanguard of Ma Gwang-ik. They are considered the main force of the 17th Shingeomdan.

The beautiful eyebrows of the lead actresses gathered together.

“Where is Yeonjeong!”

People gathered because the shouts of the thousand things were loud. Iphwangseong was a cluster of several pavilions.

It meant that there were a lot of people staying there. The commotion in the middle of the night was something to behold.

‘Are you planning to make this public?’

Joo Yeon-jeong had a slight inkling of their intentions. It seemed like they were trying to blow things up somehow.

The island and the horse. If you dig deep into the story, the latter will be met with resentment. It was also difficult to cleverly deceive with lies.

This was because there were people of the highest order who could see the truth everywhere in the country.

The matter was clear.

‘We have to subdue it and see.’

She called herself. The reason was clear.

Percussion!

Joo Yeon-jeong immediately kicked the ground. The energy accumulated in the Yongcheon point on the sole of her foot exploded.

The footsteps of the Imperial Martial Arts Master, Geumseon Palbeop (金仙八法), greatly shortened the distance.

There was a loud noise and a long, straight line of dust rose up.

We arrived at the battlefield in an instant.

The white youth, Ma Gwang-ik, who had been using smooth magic, smiled.

He was a tall and handsome man, so he was quite tolerable. Joo Yeon-jeong kept her gaze on him and spoke in a mumbling tone.

“Come out.”

The Maga warriors moved away in unison. There was rhythm in their movements. It was a military discipline that would shine in group battles.

Joo Yeon-jeong immediately gathered her inner energy into her right arm. It was the Geumseon Palbeop technique.

The blood vessel of the Hand Yangming Large Intestine, which runs straight from the shoulder to the index finger, among the twelve meridians in the body, was on fire.

In an instant, it was filled with aerodynamics.

Kwaaaa!

A storm-like ripple forms on the outstretched palm.

It was a martial art that greatly utilized the meridians of the entire body. It was very precise, even though it generated powerful energy.

The degree of whiteness that insulted the royal family was a single blow that could kill them.

That was when.

Phew!

Her vision was filled with blue hems. Her eyes widened.

A boy with calm eyes blocked the way.

‘Island?’

I missed the approach. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. The new technique that resembled the movements of the famous people was very powerful.

The spacing is too close. If you try to hit the island here, you’ll mess things up.

She tried desperately to regain her energy. In an instant, she lost a considerable amount of strength.

If it is indeed an island as rumored, then it is more than capable of receiving it.

‘It was done.’

I couldn’t completely withdraw my power. There was a small amount of air power left.

Arousing the will and completely emitting the true energy at the same time? That was a level that could rival the black color of the Yellow Emperor.

Her internal energy management has not yet reached the level of achieving the Three Flowers Gathering on the Top.

Phew!

That’s why the sound was loud. The palm hit the island’s temple.

The cool sensation of the blue uniform of the Emperor’s family penetrated my heart.

At that moment, Joo Yeon-jeong’s eyes grew even bigger.

The Golden Line Eight Techniques of the Hwang Family were said to be martial arts that trained the meridians of the entire body. They specialized in longevity and defense against ambush attacks.

The moment you strike, you are given a sharp sense that allows you to fully perceive your opponent’s vital energy.

Precise judgment comes from keen senses.

That’s why I felt it.

The energy of the spirit of the island’s Jeongyeonshin was rising. It was a mid-game.

The internal energy operating inside the bastard gently pressed the Bonganghyeol (俸按穴) at the tip of his lung.

The blood was drained without any damage to the organs. It was an extremely fast and yet extremely precise operation.

He is a genius like no other. He was born with a completely natural talent.

However, Joo Yeon-jeong was not impressed. The moment she took her hand away, she felt the blood rising up through Seomye’s prayer.

It meant that he was going to vomit blood soon. He was randomly causing hemoptysis.

Cool.

Blood spurted out along with Jeong Yeon-shin’s cough.

Soon, he stumbles and falls. Anyone can see that it was because Joo Yeon-jeong used her hands too much.

Her eyebrows rose.

“This reckless thing······.”

“Please put your hands down.”

Baek Mi-ryeo, who had stepped forward, said.

A pitch-black, silent current was surrounding his entire body. His nature was very gloomy.

It was a type of qigong that no one could fathom. The typology of true qi is an uncommon study. My eyes were immediately drawn to it.

“Magic?”

“No. The wave is pure.”

“Are you saying you don’t know about serial swordsmanship?”

They were onlookers.

Before we knew it, we were all lined up in front of the Iphwangma House. They were all Iphwangseong warriors.

There were dozens of people who came running after hearing the commotion of the castle.

There were also masters who attracted people’s attention more than Baek Mi-ryeo.

It was Cheongmyeong who drew his sword before the pitch-black energy wave had even spread.

A cloudy wind rose, riding on the sword held by the hooded one-eyed warrior.

A wave of light appeared even though I hadn’t even swung my sword. It was a wicked swordsmanship.

He opened his lips.

“Step back.”

It was the Cheongan Demon Sword that was said to be a swordsman worthy of discussing the world.

He completely combined the clan’s abilities with martial arts. As a master of Ma Gwang-ik, his reputation was said to be second only to that of Ma Gwang-ik-ju.

“Are you two in your right mind? Think about disciplinary action. That ‘Madam of the Ip Hwang Ma Ga’ over there won’t stay still.”

Heonwonchang, who was standing next to him, scolded the two seniors.

The words and expressions were different. The aura unique to Salgeom practitioners was gleaming.

The internal energy of the spirit gave rise to a demonic prayer, but it was not in the form of a human being.

Anyone would see this as the appearance of a warrior glaring at his comrade’s enemy.

“The morality of the martial world has fallen to the ground─!”

Heonwonchang, who had pushed aside his seniors and stepped forward, opened his mouth.

His voice was loud. It seemed as if he had channeled his energy into his vocal cords rather than his sword.

A voice like a lion’s roar clawed through the air.

“You treat the legendary Ma Gwang-ik like this? You ruthless people don’t know shame! Don’t you feel ashamed in front of your parents in heaven? Ip Hwang-ma! If there is anyone who can discuss chivalry with this Ip Hwang Dae-hyeop, then come forward!”

The use of Jin-gi, which was relaxed only when mentioning his parents, was amazing.

His whole body was radiating a powerful spirit.

Joo Yeon-jeong glanced down and took a step back.

“Island? Ma Gwang-ik’s review index?”

“I heard you already suffered internal injuries.”

The onlookers gradually approached and tilted their heads back.

The sight of Seomye curled up on the floor with her head bowed was not unsightly.

The bravery of the young master who was hit by the rising martial arts on behalf of his comrade was great.

“Your parents in heaven?”

Joo Yeon-jeong’s voice cracked coldly.

“Isn’t the royal family all those who look down on their subjects from the sky?”

Heonwonchang, who had responded in a sarcastic manner, quickly knelt down at Jeongyeonshin’s bedside.

After a few breaths, he seemed to examine the scar on his forehead, then lifted his upper body and began to sigh loudly.

“Oh my, oh my!”

It was a breathtaking sight.

Joo Yeon-jeong put down her hand. It was like watching a Peking opera that was very popular in Beijing. It was something she had never expected.