Fortunately, I met a yellow friend who was a bit like Seo Cheong, and my path was not blocked any further.

    Bandits? Bandits usually do business while keeping an eye on their opponents.

    In the end, it’s all about making a living, so if you lose your life while trying to get rich quick, it’s all for nothing. Furthermore, it’s hard to judge the skills of martial artists just by looking at them, and even if you put in the effort, it’s unknown whether they’ll have much money.

    In that case, it is common to rob easy merchants or block passing flag wagons, collect the entrance fee as is customary, and let them pass, as if it were a proven and safe method.

    Anyway, when reading a martial arts novel, it was an ordinary journey since I didn’t encounter the two major mountain ranges that usually block the road, the man in black, or the bandits.

    “Sigh.”

    He stopped performing the Shinshin method as if he was flying like a bird, landed on the ground, and looked around lightly.

    Since I mostly practice the Kyungsin method when I’m not walking, my Kyungsin achievements have also increased quite a bit.

    Should I say that it is something that you learn by continuing to do it yourself, unlike when you learn it through training? I have never tried it, but with my current achievements, I think it is possible to fly high in the grass.

    “It’s Seoan.”

    And my sister, who was considerate of me who was relatively slow, went down to the ground lightly and spoke while keeping pace with me.

    Xi’an, Shaanxi Province.

    Another more famous name is Chang’an. It is the Chang’an that appears in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. As the largest and most prosperous city in Shaanxi Province, its prosperity did not seem small compared to that of Chengdu.

    “Did you receive prior notice from our school?”

    “Isn’t that right? It would be even stranger if you didn’t put in a notice in advance.”

    My sister nodded and answered.

    The conversation continued naturally as we entered the city.

    “Would you panic as soon as you saw him, like the guy who was the Sacheon Buntaju? Or would you be terrified?”

    “I don’t know. Even if the situation were reversed and the girl was the one who did it, I don’t think the reaction would be good.”

    My sister was giggling.

    From the perspective of the Shaanxi Province residents, it was like being struck by lightning while passing by.

    Flying too close to the sun would cause your wax wings to melt, but this is a different story. It’s as if you’re standing still and the sun is hurtling towards you at full speed.

    Now that I had a rough idea of how the Demonic Cult worked, I expressed my condolences to the Buntaju, whose face I had not yet known.

    If you were to say that you were a branch chief in charge of an external branch, it would seem like a fairly high position, but in the Demonic Cult, the external branch that basically goes outside the main group is quite outside the hierarchy within the school.

    Basically, the Demonic Cult spreads out their branches here and there, and when they are discovered, they immediately abandon the branches and run away. Since there is no need to fight, the branch leaders usually do not have very high martial arts skills.

    And what if your martial arts skills are weak in the Demonic Cult?

    It was not easy to receive good treatment. That was the logic. In reality, Jang Mu-gyeong, who was a Sacheon Buntaju, would have fought in real combat for at most a hundred seconds.

    ‘It didn’t seem like it was going to happen, did it?’

    The difference in the period of time he has trained in martial arts is over twenty years, so he is inferior to me.

    Well, that’s all I have to say, then.

    “If you change your perspective and the main girl is the head of the branch, it wouldn’t be very pleasant. Even if you’re assigned to the branch, you can’t use it properly, you can’t order it around, and it’s just like having a troublesome troublemaker roll in. Since the moment the main girl confirmed her position as the head of the sub-religion, she also got the title of deputy head.”

    “That’s usually how organizational life is. What can we do? We didn’t volunteer for it, it was an order from above. If you want to criticize, you have to criticize.”

    My sister smiled bitterly as I was lost in thought.

    “That’s a funny expression. If you tell me to criticize, I’ll criticize. It’s my first time hearing it, but surprisingly, it doesn’t make sense.”

    Oops, I made a mistake.

    Sometimes when I speak without thinking, I keep recalling idiomatic expressions I used in my past life.

    It doesn’t really matter, but it can’t hurt to be careful.

    He smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

    “Isn’t that just how it is? Obedience is the basic rule, so even if you don’t like it, you have to do it if you’re told to do it.”

    “Sometimes I think about it, but should I say that our Jinah is different from the average person?”

    “Huh?”

    “I’ve seen a few of the later indexes of the Shingyo Chilga. Among the guys that Chilga raised with great care, there were some boys.”

    My sister continued talking as we walked down the street in Xi’an.

    “Even if you learn martial arts, most boys are born with the same personality, right? Those later indexes were like that too, but Jin-ah, you seem different from other boys your age.”

    “I’m originally a bit of an easygoing person.”

    I wondered what he meant, but he just chuckled and replied.

    I guess I still have all the memories from my past life, so I’m different from the men in this world. There aren’t many men around me, but I feel a little bit of it every time I see them.

    At this point, let’s think back to the old days. When I was first kidnapped by the Demonic Cult and started training while holding a wooden sword and learning the recommended methods, there were quite a few boys there.

    In this world, things like height and weight are not much different from previous lives, but when it comes to invisible muscles and bones, the story is a little different.

    Just as in my previous life, I was more suited to the work that men usually do, women are on average better at learning martial arts when it comes to muscle mass.

    So, only the boys who were judged to be suitable for learning martial arts were kidnapped, but even so, there were quite a few in the beginning.

    ‘Most of the kids who were neat and tidy or who cried every night are dead.’

    It was a bitter experience, as I still remember the faces of some of them.

    Among the boys, there weren’t many survivors, including me, and most of those with personalities that could be described as ‘masculine’ by this world’s standards were dead.

    It must have been impossible to adapt to the Demonic Cult from the beginning.

    As such, most male martial artists had somewhat of a ‘feminine’ tendency by the standards of this world, and I was close to being the representative among them.

    ‘It’s only natural since the world has changed and my core hasn’t.’

    As I was thinking that, a hand and chin were placed on my head. When I came to my senses from deep thought, my sister was putting her hand on my head, stroking it lightly and saying,

    “I don’t know what you’ve been thinking about for so long, but I’ve arrived.”

    “Ah.”

    When I came to my senses and raised my head, I saw a sign that said Cheongryongpyoguk.

    Although I am not good at calligraphy, the signboard was written in a fairly solemn handwriting.

    Cheongryongpyoguk. I think I saw two or three signs with the name Cheongryongpyoguk on the way. It’s a common neighborhood sign, but since it’s not good for the Demonic Cult to stand out in the first place, I guess it doesn’t matter.

    Standing guarding the gate of the palace were two men who, at first glance, appeared to be at least second-rate.

    The two warriors, whose prayers were different from those of the third-rate warriors of the neighborhood, were clearly from the Demonic Cult. The older sister silently took out a badge from her bosom.

    The silent dragon.

    A black, dragon-engraved plaque is a type of sacred object that symbolizes the status and authority of the leader of the Cheonmasingyo sect.

    “… … I will invite you inside.”

    As soon as the two gatekeepers saw the Ink Dragon Badge, they opened the door, and I naturally followed my sister into the palace.

    And at that moment.

    “Hahahahaha! I thought my neck was going to fall off while waiting. I waited for a long time wondering when you would come.”

    As soon as the door to the palace closed, thunderous laughter erupted.

    At the same time, falling from the air, one arm supporting the ground, half-kneeling – the one who landed in a pose that looked like a painting was a monster with a blank, expressionless face covered by a pure white mask.

    And as soon as she saw the monster, her sister’s expression cracked and she became a grimace in an indescribable way.

    “… … Great Law?”

    “I waited with bated breath, and when I entered the West Bank, I felt the unique energy of the Sogyoju from afar, so I thought he was coming and waited. He did it brilliantly in Sacheon!”

    His face was completely covered by a mask with holes for the eyes, so his face could not be recognized.

    However, you could tell that she was a woman only by her hearty laughter and her lines.

    Regardless, the gaze of the great guardian deity turned towards me as he strode towards me and tapped the shoulder of the leader of the sect.

    “Are you Yeonjin? The leader of the cult took you in as a disciple? Judging from the way you call each other so casually, you seem to be very close to each other, not just a teacher-student relationship. I’ve heard a lot about you. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you!”

    “Uh, so, over there, that.”

    And this guy, Daehobeop, was really quick with his words.

    Without giving me a chance to say anything, he strode toward me and offered to shake my hand. As soon as I took his hand, he let out his characteristically hearty laugh and shook his hand up and down.

    The problem is, this guy is really strong.

    After shaking my hand so vigorously that I thought my arm might fall off, Daehobeop finally let me go and stepped back.

    “Wow, my arm almost fell off… … .”

    As I muttered while holding my still cold right wrist, Daehobeop burst into laughter again.

    “The achievement of the reverse chronological order is still insufficient! If you reach the level of the twelve great saints, you will become a diamond-like person… …not quite that much, but half of that? It is like training your body to become like a diamond.”

    “… … Stop tormenting our poor Jin-ah. So why is the Great Guardian in Seonsu Bunta?”

    As soon as I grabbed her wrist and muttered, my sister’s expression turned sour, and she stood between me and the Great Guardian Dharma and asked.

    “What else can a court guardian do besides protecting the law? Of course, for the time being, I will concurrently serve as the chief of the Seonsa branch!”

    “Huh?”

    “Don’t you know that the Dongcheon Sword King is desperately looking for you! Of course, it’s the same as looking for someone with only the Wang surname in Nanjing, but it’s not bad to prepare for it. I volunteered, so don’t worry. Manoe also agreed, and it’s a matter that I have the permission of the cult leader.”

    “That doesn’t make any sense… … .”

    For a rare moment, my sister trailed off when speaking to me, instead of speaking in a light tone like she did to me.

    This man, Daehobeop, spoke quickly, had a loud voice, and was extremely hot-tempered. I could tell intuitively, even though we had only known each other for a short time.

    ‘He’s a person who’s annoying when you get involved with him… …!’

    I could understand my sister’s absurd reaction.

    Be that as it may, the Great Guardian said, pounding my chest.

    “While you guys are staying in Seomseo, I will temporarily take charge of the Buntaju and will closely guard the law, so don’t worry! And by the way, I think I called Yeonjin, right? I will also watch over your martial arts, so you know that. You don’t have to thank me.”

    The words of the great law that followed made me feel dizzy.

    That person, more than anyone else, what makes him talk so fast? I wonder what he was called in his past life. I turned my head while thinking that, and then my eyes met with my sister’s.

    My sister also had a look of bewilderment on her face, as if she was completely shocked.

    “… … That’s why I didn’t really want to get involved.”

    As I watched my sister mumbling while touching her forehead, I also let out a sigh as if the ground was sinking.

    Wait, you’re telling me you’re going to show me martial arts?

    I learned the Heavenly Demon Art.

    Is this fucked up?

    The moment the belated thought struck my head, cold sweat began to run down my face.

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