episode_0058

It was a move shown by the old man.

Is that old man the Mucheondaese?

What’s stuck in my head is not just one line of swordsmanship.

The Dokgo Sword cannot be used in the Free Training Point.

Instead, every time you fill in a swordsmanship through the Sword Wall of another Gudae Munpa, your achievement increases by one.

And after collecting all nine, you can reach the Ten Star Realm with a special mission.

It was information that I had never seen or heard before.

Will there be something as unpleasant as this stuck in my head?

Mugongchang, or Neoji?

It seems very damn likely.

However, despite being hit by the brain-eating monster status window, I didn’t feel incredibly dirty.

Something in the middle. Something? Something?

It seemed like a very good opportunity?

But it felt like someone was interrupting?

It happened? But I’m not sure?

In fact, Cheong opened and stepped back a couple of steps into the door of the Imma.

Imma!

It was a kind of loophole where the Mains who passed the Chojuljeong jumped into instead of reaching the realm of Hwagyeong.

It was a much easier way than crossing the wall of Hwagyeong.

However, the side effects were quite severe.

The main symptoms were homicidal impulses, false sexual barriers, and cannibalism enthusiasts.

Although it was not much different from Cheong’s current state.

Anyway, if you enter the Imma, your head will spin and you will become a Main until you reach the next realm.

It was called the Talma.

However, in the long history of the Murim, there were not many returnees of Talma.

He was the one who easily crossed the wall.

But then, he had to suffer much more than the Mains who ascended normally to the realm of Hwagyeong.

Cheong, who almost fell into the abyss of eternal Main, returned.

Thanks to the majestic leadership of the great Mucheondaese senior.

Unfortunately, Cheong had no memory.

When a person receives a strong shock, they tend to erase their memories for recovery.

The ultimate move, ‘Let’s make it as if it never happened,’ was.

Cheong’s mind had already surpassed the level that could withstand the experience of the entire universe being hostile, weak, and pitiful, unable to even catch a single bug.

Anyway, if you don’t remember, you don’t know.

Cheong doesn’t think deeply about things he doesn’t know.

Naturally, if you force yourself to remember, you won’t be able to. But if you let it go, it will come to mind.

At some point, lying down in place, like the high-level jokes of the uncles who suddenly come to mind and burst into laughter.

Cheong sent a cool smile to the worried eyes of his companions.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry for causing you to worry.”

Paengdaesan frowned.

“Is it really okay? You shed quite a bit of blood for someone who’s okay.”

“Me?”

Paengdaesan pointed to one side instead of answering.

There was a pool of dark blood at the tip of his finger.

It was an unusual amount for a person to bleed.

Normally, if you vomit that much blood, wouldn’t you die?

Cheong denied it.

“What? That’s not my blood!”

“Didn’t you just vomit?”

“Huh, me? I have no idea.”

“You asked me to pat your back.”

“Did I?”

Cheong discreetly hid the blood-stained sleeve behind his back.

“Can’t you be a little serious? Just in case, let me check your pulse to see if there’s any blood stagnation.”

Cheong obediently followed Paengdaesan’s words.

The overflowing pulse flowed smoothly through the entire body, swirling through the main arteries.

It was much smoother than before.

Despite the fact that the speed at which the pulse flowed had increased compared to before, the control of the flow had become easier.

Previously, it was possible to hit more internal energy at once.

“Oh? This has gotten really good, hasn’t it?”

“It’s gotten better?”

“If you vomit blood, does this happen? If you vomit again, do you reach the ultimate level? Is this enlightenment?”

Cheong was flustered.

Baengdaesan experienced firsthand that when a person is too surprised and amazed, they can’t speak at all.

At that moment, Cheong turned his gaze to Yuha Jin-in.

“Jangmun-eo-nim. That’s a trace left by the senior of Mucheondaeje. It’s called Cheonbyeonmanhwa.”

Yuha Jin-in’s eyebrows twitched.

“Cheonbyeonmanhwa? What does that mean?”

“That’s the sword. The martial art name is Dogo Gugum.”

“A sword that seeks solitude alone! How amazing! What a beautiful phrase! How can words coming from such a rough and arrogant mouth touch the heart so deeply! Then that’s Mucheondae…um.”

Nangung Shinjae interjected.

Spitting out saliva with a fierce look, trembling with arrogance, he imitated the serious young man under Yuha Jin-in’s sharp gaze.

But? Why? Unnecessary digressions in the middle?

It seemed like my treatment was a bit rough, right?

Cheong tilted his head, chewing on Nangung Shinjae’s lines, when Yuha Jin-in urged him.

“Youngest siblings. Explain in detail.”

“I saw a fantastic thing. An old man transformed into a sword? Like this.”

“Shingumhapil! Sword transformation! Indeed, Mucheondae…um.”

“You! Can’t you just stay still! Can’t you do that!”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

Nangung Shinjae became polite again.

However, his politeness was slightly different from Cheong’s.

It was not fear of Yuha Jin-in’s strength.

It was respect for a highly regarded sword master.

Yuha Jin-in was a ‘true sword master’ worthy of Nangung Shinjae’s respect.

While Nangung Shinjae was shrinking, Cheong described the move of the old man he saw in his fantasy to Yuha Jin-in.

Because it was a promise.

If something comes to mind, he promised to say it.

A move he learned without any effort.

The Simdeok given to the volcano faction by Mucheondaeje was not his own, but he had to pretend to get along well.

“You read his sword move! Seonjae! It’s Seonjae! Can you show it once?”

“Of course!”

Cheong drew his sword confidently.

And as his mind and body remembered-

As they remembered…

Cheong glanced at his useless Moonlight Sword (No. 8).

“Why are you doing that? Youngest siblings.”

“I don’t know how to merge with the sword. I can’t even use Ganggi…”

Even though he had finally learned the internal energy, it was of no use.

Cheong’s shoulders slumped.

“Ah…”

Yuha Jin-in sighed.

Although he read the sword move, if his level was only at the late stage of the pinnacle, he could not reproduce it.

“To know the secret of Shingumhapil, the youngest sibling’s experience is still lacking.”

However, Yuha Jin-in did not seem disappointed.

“As the youngest sibling’s level rises in the future, he will naturally come to realize it. Surely, Mucheondaeje’s Simdeok will be helpful in breaking through the barrier.”

“Do you think so?”

“Of course.”

Yuha Jin-in’s evaluation of Cheong shot up vertically in his mind.

As a promising candidate with a strong background, a potential dragon and a new generation’s best, and a relationship builder with a strong contender, it was a national instinct unique to the Chinese people.

“You must be tired from vomiting blood. Rest well, and let’s prepare a feast for dinner to boost your energy. How does that sound?”

Food!

Cheong’s eyes lit up.

—-

Cheong spent a very lively week.

It was a sincere reception by the renowned volcanic faction leader.

The rumors were so rampant that people were speculating whether the volcanic faction leader had brought his daughter from somewhere.

Apart from the martial artists, there were numerous guests residing in the volcanic faction.

During the grand banquet that lasted for a week, these guests took turns occupying their seats.

As a result, the event officially attended by the chief disciple of Grandmaster Seomunsurin turned into a martial arts gathering.

Yuha Jinin chattered away endlessly for the sake of sincere reception, and among his many remarks, one stood out.

“He is truly like a divine being from the moon, soon to be known as the supreme figure of the world!”

There were various ways for a nickname to be given in the martial world.

And sometimes, it was bestowed by someone of great authority.

And Yuha Jinin chattered too much.

The guests who visited the volcanic faction mistook the chief disciple for a titled figure to the point of engraving it in their minds.

Moonlit Divine Sword!

Among Kangho’s characteristics was a habit of being unable to keep a secret that only he knew.

The guests who later left the volcanic faction would not stop talking about the divine presence of the volcanic leader and the sacred aura of the White Dao faction.

Of course, they were unaware that the White Dao faction’s aura enjoyed killing people as a hobby.

Nevertheless, the guests had a good time, but joy always had an end.

“So, what do you think our youngest siblings should do now?”

Cheong had been promoted from youngest disciple to “our” youngest sibling.

“I plan to return to the Divine Maiden Sect. It’s been quite a while since I saw Master. I mentioned that I would return when it gets cold.”

“Alright. Feel free to visit us again anytime. The old man is always ready to share worldly stories with you.”

It was a farewell personally led by the volcanic leader.

If the leaders of other factions had seen this, they would have frowned and criticized how someone could be so ignorant and uncultured.

But Yuha Jinin was originally known for being exceptionally worldly, and that was precisely why the volcanic faction’s reputation had risen. Yuha Jinin was unapologetic.

“Take care, Changbin. See you next time.”

“May the Divine Master be well…”

Changbin replied, watching the volcanic leader’s expression.

As the head disciple of the Hangyeol lineage, Changbin had to return to the volcanic faction for further training.

And.

“I should head back to Segaro now.”

“Indeed. Your father must have calmed down by now. You can’t leave your seat empty for too long.”

“What, Sang! Geomu! Are you really going to leave me behind?”

Pangdaesan let out a deep sigh.

He had always felt ashamed of the nickname Okgirin, but he took pride in being undoubtedly the best in terms of skill.

But now, that pride had been shattered.

In Pangdaesan’s heart, there burned a fervent desire for further training, for reaching the next level.

Above all, he did not want to lose to this woman.

For some reason, he couldn’t stand the provocation from Cheong, who occasionally said, “You’re weaker than me.”

Feeling his emotions boiling up again, Pangdaesan forced himself to take deep breaths and control his feelings.

“If you ever visit Hubeok, make sure to stop by Segaro. I’ll treat you to a feast until you can’t eat anymore.”

Pangdaesan took out a wooden badge from his bosom and handed it to Cheong.

“Oh. What does this mean?”

“Is this really… no.”

Cheong accepted the badge that bore the name Pangga.

“It’s a proof badge for guests of the Pang family. Even if I’m not around, they’ll welcome you as a guest at Segaro.”

“Sure, that’s right! Geomwoo, take mine as well. If you ever visit Anhwi, make sure to stop by Geomwoo’s hometown as well. As a swordsman, it’s only fitting to visit the best swordsmanship school in the world at least once.”

Cheong received two business cards.

Well, they’re like business cards, I guess. He thought.

It was a concept that somewhat fit.

However, there was a difference in the business cards.

Cheong didn’t know that the card he received was the highest grade special card given to VIPs.

With that, the group parted ways and headed to their respective homes.

There was no regret.

If it’s fate, they will meet again.

Or they can come to each other’s homes.

No matter how enjoyable the game is, eventually it comes to an end and one must head home.

Most importantly, now there was a home to return to.