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In dormitory.
Ak Ju-pyeong frowned as he loosened his foot, which had been treated with the family’s secret technique.
“What does that mean?”
“They say Jin So-un is gathering people to break through the Zhuge family’s Qimen Formation.”
“what?”
I couldn’t understand it even after listening to it again.
Pajin? What do you mean, a rupture?
Even the Seven Star Seven Gold Formation, which has been around for over fifteen years, still has no known method of breaking.
To think you would break the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Symbols Formation, the Zhuge Clan’s ultimate secret formation.
“That is Chairman Baek Do’s Yang-ui Palgwaejin… So the people inside it…
More stories were heard, but they did not properly register in Ak Ju-pyeong’s ears.
Instead, only the words ‘Jin So-un’, ‘Pajin’, and ‘people’ kept swirling in my head.
And he trembled all over as if struck by lightning. ‘This is an opportunity! An opportunity!’ If Jin So-un fails, he can hold him accountable, expel him from the academy, frame him for the crime, and bring ruin to the sect.
Conversely, what if Jin So-woon succeeds?
Since you know the weakness of the newly developed Qi Gate Formation, you will not be able to clear your name of the suspicion that you are a spy for the Murim Alliance!
It’s a complete checkmate!
Jump up!
He got up, disregarding his injured foot.
“Huh? Why are you suddenly standing up?”
“You said the Baekdohoe event is being held at the Daemajang, right?”
That’s true.
Limping
“Hey, where is Jupyeong going!”
Ak Ju-pyeong, who effortlessly ignored the sound of people calling him, hurried his limping steps.
The doctor sent by the family said that a disability would eventually remain.
Even if I fully recover, the awkwardness of using the new technique won’t disappear.
“As a martial artist, with my feet in this condition, I have ended up in a situation where I have to chase after them a few steps behind others.” “Jin So-woon! Did you really think you could live well after doing something like this?” Although he had been injured by a surprise attack, Jin So-woon still tries to live a life of luxury as the representative.
Ak Ju-pyeong absolutely could not tolerate this.
They were formulating a plan to pressure Taeeulmun by using the power of the Four Gates.
On top of that, I’ll have to take revenge on Jin So-woon personally as well.
Although Jin So-un was scolded a little by Ak Byeong-bi for this incident, Ak Byeong-bi didn’t seem to like Jin So-un very much either.
If we mobilize the power of the Inspection Bureau once again, this time we will surely… … .
at that time.
Akjupyeong.
A tiny guy with long, shaggy hair like a beggar appeared in the alley.
“……
Yelü Ke?
It’s finally out.
Seeing the face of Yelu Ke, who is practically the culprit behind this whole situation, I feel a surge of irritation.
“Get out of the way. I don’t have time to deal with you right now.”
However, Yelu Ke gets closer to Yue Zhuping, step by step.
It was not the spirit of the weak boy who used to be beaten by him.
“Really? I have something to tell you.”
“You damn bastard… I’m going to cut you off limb by limb someday anyway, so keep your arms and legs safe until that day.”
“Why? Are you afraid of me now?”
Ak Ju-pyeong, whose feet were uncomfortable, could not move from his spot and just kept screaming.
“This damn bastard……!”
Was it because rumors circulated that a disability remained?
Now, they have gone so far as to look down on even the most insignificant things and pounce on them.
You still don’t know why you got beaten up like that.
Click, click.
Ak Ju-pyeong completes the prefabricated spear he took out of his waist.
Accordingly, Yalu Gen raises both hands and performs the standard-bearer ceremony.
Ak Ju-pyeong draws up the Mukcheonamroe Shin-gong to prepare the Akga Chang-beop.
“Right, there is no need to delay your punishment.”
Akjupyeong’s spear cuts through the air with a chilling bang.
Although he had been using the Mukunseomjeonchang as his main weapon, he was unable to perform effective charges due to a disability remaining in his foot.
Even so, the singing technique that created the modern Akga cannot be considered inferior by any means.
I could at least cut off the arms and legs of a puppy that doesn’t know the fear of a tiger…
Swoosh, pop!
The trajectory of Ak Zhubing’s spear, which had pierced Yelu Ke’s heart and dantian, takes a strange turn.
“Ugh?”
Even though he put enough force into it, the spear twisted and stabbed in a bad spot, and eventually, Yelü Ke’s two pounding pounded into his chest and struck Ak Zhuping in the abdomen.
Feeling that something was wrong, Ak Ju-pyeong hurriedly turned around, but it was already too late.
Pow!
“Cough!”
Pushed back five paces, Ak Ju-pyeong felt his stomach churn.
The feeling of nausea rising from the breakfast I ate this morning due to an unexpected blow.
I don’t know what the reason was, but Yelu Ke’s skills had changed.
Ak Ju-pyeong tried hard to deny the fact that he felt fear toward that weak and tiny fellow.
“You damn bastard!”
Ak Ju-pyeong, who had created a spearman by infusing it with the internal energy of Chilseong, barely managed to move his uncomfortable foot and thrust the spear at Ye Yul-geuk dozens of times.
wedge
– Wedge
Watching the changgeuk that filled the entire room and seemed to pierce holes all over Yelü Ge’s body, Yelü Ge murmured softly.
“As expected, he wasn’t comparable to that guy.”
With his eyes coldly cast down, Yelu Ke fearlessly burrows into the embrace of Yue Zhuping.
I recall the image of Jin So-un facing off against Ak Byeong-bi, the head of the Inspection Hall, a while ago.
Jin So-un at that time, burrowing into the spearheads flying in with a fiercer force than Ak Ju-pyeong’s.
Yelü Ke held the spearhead with his hand held high and the lotus flower
Unfolds.
Squeak.
The parts that would have originally bent flexibly if it had been a spear twisted and eventually broke.
Pow.
Due to the sudden recoil flowing down the spear, Ak Ju-pyeong eventually dropped it.
In the midst of his confusion, he unleashes the Phoenix Divine Fist toward Yelu Ke.
However, Yelü Ke looked down at Yue Zhuping and sneered.
“Do you know how much I’ve been beaten by that guy for practicing this?”
what?”
Yelu Ke’s eyes flash.
So you’re dead!
Yelu Ke, who had been spouting incomprehensible words, clenched Yue Zhuping’s fist and [saw] the snow flower
Ak Ju-pyeong’s body is dragged helplessly and floats up. ‘W-what is this…’ His body, which had risen as if resisting gravity, slams straight down vertically onto the floor.
Boom.
A technique I have never felt before, pain I have never felt before.
And, the sense of fear I thought I would never be able to feel.
“Ugh…….”
Yelu Ke approached the groaning Akjuping, looked down at him, and spoke.
“You don’t think this is the end, do you?”
Ak Ju-pyeong’s mind, which had been filled with a desire for revenge against Jin So-un just moments ago, went blank. #MurimAcademy
Director’s Office
Ahem…
I feel this every time, but the student center director’s office doesn’t seem to be well-ventilated.
I mean, for some reason, the air feels stuffy.
“Cough!”
Maybe it’s because of the people here.
After breaking through the Zhuge family’s Qimen Formation, I tried to hold out by feigning innocence to my heart’s content, but…
Sama Jeong, who had been urgently summoned from the Medical Office, examined the condition of my hand and diagnosed it as “fine.”
To think that a patient in such a serious condition would just be treated with a wound dressing and be done with it, saying it’s fine.
You really have no common sense.
It hurts this much.
“Ow… I feel like my internal blood vessels are twisted; my hands keep trembling. I need to hurry back and get some rest…”
I showed my hand, which was vibrating violently, but Zhuge Xiaoming spoke indifferently.
“The left hand looks to be in serious condition, so why is the right hand trembling?”
The formation experts of the Zhuge family were looking at me in disbelief.
Oh dear, was that so?
I must have been in so much pain that I was a bit out of my mind.
In essence, invisible wounds are more serious.
“Sima Zheng was specially recruited solely for his medical skills. Even in the Medical Pavilion, there are few who can rival him in ability. This is especially true considering his age.”
“…….”
As I fell silent, silence fell over the room.
No, honestly speaking, we rescued someone, so does it make sense to set up an interrogation like this?
No wonder the Murim Alliance has fallen into the hands of the Demonic Cult…
“First, there is something I must ask most importantly.”
Centered around Zhuge Xiaoming, the formation experts sitting opposite me ask questions with fierce glints in their eyes.
“How did you know about the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Myriad Formations?”
If there is anything that has changed, it’s that he doesn’t scribble down informal language anymore.
However, I was in a situation too dangerous to take comfort in such things.
I didn’t know.
If I get caught making a mistake here, I might actually be dragged to the basement of the Inspection Office.
The eyes of those surrounding me narrow.
“You didn’t know?”
Then, they all burst into hollow laughter in unison.
No, that doesn’t mean I can say I know because I’ve experienced it in the future.
One of the formation masters asks in a voice full of suspicion.
“The Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Ten Thousand Symbols Formation is a mysterious formation that has been studied by only a select few within the Zhuge Clan. This means that not only outsiders, but even those within the clan, are unaware of it.”
“How would I know something like that?”
The formation expert who had been asking questions gaped his mouth like a goldfish, as if he were speechless.
Of course, we cannot just keep obstructing things like this.
The Jegal family’s Qimen Formation is such a secret among secrets of the White Path Alliance that it is specially designated and managed by the Murim Alliance.
I’m saying this isn’t a situation where I can just brush it off with a “Oh, I don’t know!” “Haa… what to do.” Yet, I can’t explain the truth either. Even if I said, “Your Gimunjin got completely wiped out by the future Demon Brain,” not only would they not believe me, but…
Because we don’t know what kind of outburst the wounded Jegal family might have.
Even as I agonize, the strategists under Zhuge Si constantly pressure me.
“You must answer properly. Regardless of the merits or demerits of this incident, it is related to the leakage of classified information.”
Damn it… you ungrateful bastards.
However, since it was an important issue, I couldn’t just curse at it.
I was racking my brain trying to come up with any excuse, but nothing really came to mind.
“Cheon-gi, he must have heard it from that guy.”
A voice of salvation was heard.
“yes?”
“What is that…?”
Zhuge Xiaoming spoke calmly while drinking the tea prepared by Bei Yuanping.
“Didn’t that fellow from the sect take Cheongi away? The trouble Cheongi caused within the family the other day was also related to Saengjin.”
Oho.
Are you saying that the reason Zhuge Tianqi was imprisoned in the Golden Jade was not merely because he researched the Mechanical Formation?
That’s another fact I didn’t know.
“Th-then, are you saying the leaker of the secrets is Young Master Cheon-gi?”
“Tsk.”
At the foolish question, Jegal Somyeong’s gaze turns sharp.
“Do you think Cheon-gi is that clueless?”
“but…….”
“That bastard Cheongi must have told me about the existence of Saengjin.”
“But Taesangmunju… no, Commander-in-Chief. No matter how much you know of Saengjin’s existence, that does not mean you can break the formation.”
Zhuge Xiaoming slowly turns his head and points at me with the tip of his chin.
It’s that guy.
“That guy is the one who destroyed the Infinite Invincible Soul-Destruction Formation at the Maryeong Plateau. Didn’t you know?”
Is it just my imagination that there seems to be a solid sense of trust in his eyes?
“He is a fellow who, even in that barren environment, used the Soul-Destruction Formation with the help of the Mosan Sect. That must be why the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations Formation didn’t seem that difficult to him.”
For some reason, a smile formed on Jegal Somyeong’s lips.
Why is he laughing when his family has been screwed so badly?
Are you out of your mind?
“No matter what, the Formation of the Eight Trigrams and Myriad Symbols of Yangyi is…”
widely!
Zhuge Xiaoming slammed his fist on the table and covered the formation expert’s mouth.
“Are you still trapped in your well?! Didn’t I always tell you! To see the world broadly! Did you think I wouldn’t know that the reason you hastily created and announced such a half-baked formation was due to the influence of the Soul Annihilation Formation?”
The formation masters all shut their mouths in unison like mute people.
Zhuge Xiaoming looked at me, unable to easily let go of the anger on his face.
You explain the rest.
No, do you actually explain it?
The moment of panic at the suddenly thrown ball was brief.
I started talking to survive.
“When I heard the concept of the Life Formation from Cheon-gi, I thought that a supreme formation, unparalleled in all ages, would be born. However, come to think of it, just as there is no perfect martial art in the world, surely there is no such thing as a perfect Qimen Formation, is there?”
At my confident attitude, the formation practitioners raised their heads one by one and looked at me.
“After pouring weeks—no, months—into creating a virtual Saengjin and experimenting with it in my head, I somehow felt that I might be able to break it.”
How many weeks?
“How many months?”
Expressions of dissatisfaction with the number I suggested.
No, but that bastard Ma-noe destroyed Mansangjin in less than three months.
That’s why I said it based on that standard as well.
At this point, I also felt as if something boiling up inside my chest was moving into my head.
I, at this rate, I might turn into a demon…
Yes. So I just did what I thought was right, and it worked.
The faces of the formation masters all turned into disgusted expressions.
Fuck. You should have acted properly when you had the chance.
However, it seems my answer suppressed the trigger point of the Zhuge family’s formation masters, who are called geniuses.
“What nonsense! Our Jegal clan spent years creating this. How dare the Taeeul Sect…
widely.
The formation expert pauses at the sound of Zhuge Xiaoming banging on the table.
However, the sentences he hadn’t uttered had already been completed in my mind on their own.
“What is the Taeeulmun?”
“I said what the hell is the Taeeulmun? Tell me? No, I said tell me!”
As I jumped up and grabbed the formation master by the collar, the other startled formation masters began to pull me away.
But would that work?
Do you think humans who have spent their entire lives playing at their desks can face a monster with internal energy spanning sixty years?
“I said tell me! What is Taeeulmun! What is Taeeulmun?!”
“Ugh, ugh.”
Buk Won-pyeong grabbed my hand as I was wildly shaking the formation song.
Stop it.
I opened my eyes wide.
“No! Senior Brother! Are you suggesting we forgive the fellow who dared to disgrace the sect?”
A look of bewilderment crosses Buk Won-pyeong’s eyes as well.
It is no wonder the formation experts were surprised.
Do you know whose sect these guys dare to touch?
Even though I am a lay disciple, I am none other than the head of the Murim Academy, you bastards!
“How dare those bastards try to disgrace Taeeulmun, my senior sect! You shouldn’t be stopping me; you should be grabbing that guy by the neck.”
“What do you mean? Why would the Samcheong Musang Sword be at the Taeeul Sect…?”
ha.”
Now that Bukwonpyeong had finally let go, I picked up the formation stick in earnest and tried to shake it wildly.
However, “Stop.”
I couldn’t help but flinch and stop at the quiet remark spat out while gulping down the tea.
Ah, if I had just done a little more, I could have smoothed things over right now.
As I let go of the disorganized and crumpled formation master, the others shielded him and did not cease their wary gazes toward me.
I will wrap up this matter here.
“General!”
“General! Conduct a more thorough investigation!”
“This can’t go on like this!”
As the formation experts rebelled in unison, even Zhuge Xiaoming’s gaze grew fierce.
Do you want to bear heavy responsibility for this?
“Once the investigation proceeds, your wrongdoing will naturally be highlighted. Do you want to pay the price for luring the young master of the clan and installing equipment that wasn’t even completed!”
The world’s haughty strategists were trembling.
“I’ll wrap things up here. Is there anyone else who still has something to say?”
The formation experts shook their heads left and right instead of answering.
“Go out.”
At Zhuge Xiaoming’s order to expel the guests, the formation experts rose in unison, and since I had no further business with them, I was about to leave as well.
Jin So-un did not tell him to leave.
We were running low on tea, so we were in the process of refilling it.
“Director, you go out too.”
yes.”
“No, why…?”
I sent a plea for help to the old senior brother with a desperate look in my eyes, but he merely shook his head with a sigh and walked away.
Hey, hey! You useless old brother!
Pitter-patter.
The car is overflowing.
No matter how slowly you pour, the size of the teacup is fixed.
In the end, I sat in front of Zhuge Xiaoming.
Zhuge Xiaoming remained silent for quite a while even after I had sat down.
I wondered what he might have to talk about when we met alone, but nothing really came to mind.
Are you trying to say that nonsense again about coming to the Mantongbu?
When I am trying hard to imagine a positive future.
Zhuge Xiaoming asked me in a heavy voice.
“What is your true identity?”
“Huh? What do you mean…?”
“No matter how much Heaven follows you, there is no way you would have revealed the family’s secrets.”
“What is your true identity?”
It felt like my heart suddenly sank.
Fuck, you’re saying you do the face-changing act like this?
