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“You have broken through [it] to get here. Truly… I don’t know why I feel this way, but it was a moment when I felt a sensation similar to when I attained enlightenment before the Buddha in the past.”
“You really came…….”
Jin So-un tilts his head at Il-gak’s words.
“What do you mean?”
“……
I honestly never thought I would come this far.
“I said I would come, so I am coming.”
A corner’s lips tremble.
Is that so?
Jin So-un answered nonchalantly, as if to say, “What’s so special about that?”
Yes. Is there anything special?
“Does this person not realize how difficult it is to simply blurt out those words, or how extraordinary those actions taken for granted truly are? Does he mean his character is fundamentally different?” Jin So-un spoke, pointing his Black Dragon Sword at the Blood Censers.
“Can you continue as a student at Ilgak Academy?”
“…….”
“If it doesn’t work out, it’s fine to back off. They seem like they’re going to retreat soon anyway.”
If Master Jin does it, I should naturally do it as well.
“Haa… that damn alms-giver, alms-giver.”
Jin So-woon shakes his head and moves forward as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Ilgak, who was chasing after him, saw his retreating figure emitting a sudden radiant light. ‘Sakyamuni…?’ Rubbing his eyes and looking ahead again, he saw Jin So-un staring at him with a sullen expression, his head turned away.
Aren’t you going?
I, I will go.
For a moment, it felt as if the confusion in his mind had been completely cleared away. The students who had come to their senses were stunned by the sight before their eyes.
Moyong Jaehwa, the eldest son of the Moyong Clan, one of the Five Great Clans, was looked down upon for chasing after a mere disciple of the Taeeul Sect.
He stood alone in the way of the Blood-clad men, holding his bow.
With every shot fired, the ruthless Blood-clad men would often back away in terror, and the sorcerers practicing evil magic hid loud bells deep in their bosoms, fearing they might become targets.
Just when I thought I might be able to survive with his help, ‘it’ appeared.
A ‘monster’ that must not exist in the world.
The ‘Jiangshi,’ said to be able to stop crying children just through oral tradition.
Despair outweighed wonder or curiosity.
When they watched Ilgak, the strongest member of the current Jeongdohoe, being helplessly overwhelmed by a zombie, and thought that their lives had come to an end,
This time, ‘he’ appeared. ‘Jin So-woon?’ The culprit who shattered the traditional status of the Murim Academy’s Jeongdohoe, the elite of the elite.
He, who should have been carrying out his academic schedule at the Murim Academy, had appeared here.
No one thought of hope upon seeing that sight.
Because they didn’t think Jin So-woon would be able to do anything about the current situation, which was beyond their control, and even the elders couldn’t do anything about.
Jin So-woon’s appearance should have been nothing more than a device to make the fear of death feel even more acute. ‘It should have been…’ Rushing and shattering.
That bizarre and terrifying entity, Steel City, is being manipulated like a toy.
The zombie, which had been mindlessly unleashing its killing moves, bares its teeth and moves desperately.
This was a shocking sight.
Enough to make even the Blood People who believed in Jiangshi panic and take action.
Enough to prevent the academy students, who were suffering from the internal turmoil and the ringing in their heads due to the side effects of the sorcery, from looking away.
And finally, the zombie’s body was severed.
“oh my god…….”
“How on earth did this happen…….”
Amitabha Buddha.
Surprise and exclamations of awe come from here and there.
No matter how good his grades or skills are, Jin So-woon will ultimately remain an inferior being to them.
He accomplished alone what none of them could.
“her…….”
More than the joy of surviving the crisis of death.
People could not shake off their dazed expressions from the shock of having their deeply ingrained stereotypes overturned.
“Hey, you idiot!”
Jin So-un screams at the top of his lungs upon seeing Nam Hwa-seong.
“You should infuse it with just the right amount of energy! No, why not? You should have just shot a palm strike at the middle dantian instead!”
“D-Damn it…… I just sustained an internal injury……. C-Cough!”
“Do you think I wouldn’t know that the efficacy of Samwonmun’s Naegagigong is entirely focused on recovery!”
Th-that is a secret of our sect, how could…
“Get it right! And I’ll take the horseman you tore apart from yours, so keep that in mind.”
“You son of a bitch! Why are you taking this from mine!!”
Jin So-woon, who cut through Cheolgang City and forced the Blood Men’s troops to retreat, is now in the Tang.
kite.
one.
It seemed. He was helping the students of the Jeongdohoe Academy.
As if it were his own business.
He approaches each of those who insulted him in the past, encourages them, and gives them medicine.
Not a hint of awkwardness is revealed in his behavior.
It is actually the ones receiving the help who feel the awkwardness.
Among them were those who had relentlessly obstructed Jin So-un during the past Jeongsi exams.
What was it like during the Soul Annihilation Formation incident?
Jin So-un had voluntarily entered that death trap to clean up the mess they had created.
Such a person was now taking care of the dormitory students as if nothing were wrong.
Venerable Ilgak.
A student belonging to the lay branch of Shaolin asked Ilgak.
Do you know the reason why the author is acting that way?
“What do you mean by ‘reason’… what do you mean?”
“Aren’t the author and we practically enemies? Why, then, is he helping us like this? Could it be that he intends to use this as a pretext to burden the Jeongdohoe with a debt?”
A corner of the brow furrows.
His eyes are filled with disappointment.
Is that truly all you see?
yes?”
A look of not even knowing what he did wrong.
Il-gak let out a long sigh.
“I don’t even know what I have been trying to do in the name of justice all this time.”
Monk, I don’t know what you mean.
Do you know the Buddha’s teachings?
“W-Of course. I am a member of the lay sect of the Shaolin Temple…” As soon as the word ‘Shaolin’ was mentioned, Ilgak’s voice cut him off heavily.
“But why do you not live according to the Buddha’s teachings!”
Yes, four?
The Compassionate Buddha who never loses his relaxed smile
The face of Ilgak, who was called Ira, hardened like a lump of iron.
Even if you read the Buddhist scriptures ten thousand times and attain enlightenment a thousand times, what use is all that study if you do not put it into practice!
“S-Monk.”
“Siju Jin is a disciple of the Taoist sect, yet he practices the life of the Buddha. How, then, can you claim to have received the teachings of Shaolin while harboring thoughts like those of a demon!”
At the shout from one side, the student of the Sokga clan hurriedly bowed his head.
“I, I am sorry, Venerable Monk. I, I was thoughtless.”
It is said that a pig sees only pigs, and a Buddha sees only Buddhas.
A corner of the eyes watching the student gleams sharply.
Please reconsider the way you view Jin Siju.
Ilgak, who had been glaring at the speechless academy student, shifted his gaze to Jin So-un.
And a clear light settles in his eyes.
“Jin Si-ju is…… a noble person
“It is.” After roughly gathering the students from the academy, I was standing on a nearby peak.
“Panting… panting… panting… Hey, why did you come up here?”
And that too with a bunch of losers who don’t live up to their size.
“If you were going to have such a hard time, why did you chase after me?”
Nam Hwa-seong shouted angrily, making a wronged face like a puppy tricked by its owner.
“Damn it… Then what am I supposed to do awkwardly among the Jeongdohoe members!”
You chased after me for that reason alone?
“Stay with Murong Zaihua.”
“Do you think it would be easy for Moyong Jaehwa?”
“Anyway… he really should have behaved himself.”
I shook my head and looked straight ahead.
In the distance, the troops of the Shisan Blood Sect who had retreated were visible.
Those who lost Steel City probably don’t know what to do now.
Since you have lost one of the only three Jiangshi in the Blood Cult, your future plans must have gone awry.
“Surely you aren’t planning to counterattack?”
“A counterattack? What nonsense.”
That’s nonsense.
Even without the Steel City, the Blood Cult is the Blood Cult.
Unless the main force of the Murim Alliance arrives, this is an enemy that cannot be dealt with by the academy students addicted to sorcery alone.
Right now, the best thing to do is to take the students from the dormitory and run away as quickly as possible.
“Then why did you come all the way here?”
It would be a shame to just leave the shop alone.
“what?”
“I’ve come this far, so I should deliver a blow to those bastards who threw the martial arts world into chaos.”
Nam Hwa-seong looks at me with strange eyes.
“why?”
By any chance, while dealing with a Jiangshi, corpse poison
Are you addicted to it?
I wonder what on earth he intends to use his brain for.
No wonder they say you can’t reason with a titmouse that is all big and bulky.
“Surely you aren’t talking about me?”
Of course, I didn’t expect such an opportunity to come from the beginning either.
“To think they would send the Steel City, which has only three districts, along with the advance party. That means the Blood Sea Jade…”
“I suppose that means it is here.” The reason the Blood Demon Sect, one of the nine sect leaders of the Demonic Cult, fled the Demonic Cult fifty years ago was precisely because the Blood Sea Jade had been completed.
The Blood Sea Energy that successive Blood Demons pass down to the next Blood Demon before death.
“The Blood Sea Jade is the essence of the Blood Sea Qi passed down in that way, which formed over five hundred years. ‘This is also the reason why the Blood Cult, unable to master the Demon Summoning Technique, was able to control the Iron-Walled Serpent.’ The existence of the Iron-Walled Serpent means that the Blood Sea Jade is here.
And I had no intention of missing out on such a good opportunity.
A laugh escaped me involuntarily in the midst of a serious situation.
Fifteen
“I never expected to find the materials for the Divine Red Light Sword here!” Originally, the Blood Sea Jade was merely one of the spoils of war for the Martial Arts Alliance after ending the Blood Sacrifice of the Four Heavenly Kings.
The members of the fallen Shisan Blood Sect possessed all sorts of bizarre items, including wicked objects for various sorcery and illusion formations, as well as objects created while attempting to manufacture zombies.
The Blood Sea Jade was also treated as one of them.
The Murim Alliance, unaware of the true value of the Blood Sea Jade, threw it into a warehouse and neglected it.
Later, after Jang Do-won entered the Alliance, he recognized the true value of the Blood Sea Jade and created the divine artifact, the Red Light Sword, using that wicked object.
The Red Light Sword is such a hard item to give up that I even thought to myself, “Do I have to work at the Mantong Mansion for a while later on, if only to secure the Blood Sea Jade?” “Energy amplification… energy amplification…” My mind began to race rapidly.
Anyway, one of them must have the Blood Sea Jade right now.
And we must quickly steal the Blood Sea Jade before the Murim Alliance completely conquers the Blood Cult.
Let’s go down.
huh?”
“Why? Do you want to stay here?”
“Damn it… if I had known I would go down this fast…”
Why does that bastard always grumble after volunteering to do work he wasn’t even told to do?
Coming down from the peak, I approached the students.
We must quickly reorganize them and send them back to the academy.
For now, they need to leave quickly so I can handle the aftermath with peace of mind.
Send them ahead and secure the Blood Sea Jade.
And send the Blood Sea Jade to Jang Do-won, the divine Red Light Sword… … .
I was envisioning such a brilliant future when Nam Hwa-seong nudged me with his elbow.
“Jin So-un…… doesn’t something seem strange?”
Only then did I lift my head to look at the students.
“You scoundrel! Jin So-un!”
Someone appeared from one side shouting angrily.
A middle-aged man slowly approached with wobbly steps, supported by a student. ‘Myeonghyeon Dojo.’ He began pointing his finger with a face full of rage.
“How dare you pull a stunt against Jeomchang? What are you all doing! Subdue that fellow immediately and bring him before me!”
The first thing a man who had belatedly broken free from sorcery and was not even in his right mind said as soon as he woke up was…
“Haha, good grief.”
I slowly reached for the Black Dragon Sword.
There was another guy to take down besides Cheolgang-si.
