Chapter 30 Why Me

Chapter 30 Why Me?

Ye Yunlang, who had managed to keep a straight face, said apologetically.
“The reason I look like this is because I’ve been through a lot since I was a kid…….”
“Not really.”
“…….”
“It’s natural, it’s just.”
“…….”
“Anyway, after hearing your age, it’s hard to adjust.”
Ye Yunlang shouted at Chu Liuhui’s blunt response.
Gal! Yeah, it’s my fault I’ve been eating like this since I was born! Well, now I’ll have to listen to him in one ear and let it go out the other!
“You’re swearing with your eyes.”
“What? Oh, no!”
Ye Yunlang flinched and turned his horse’s head.
“By the way, if I’m the first diner at the White House gate…… do you plan to bring in another diner in this way?”
“Well, for now.”
“I see, so what should I call you from now on……?”
“Do we need another name for the gatekeeper of the White House?”
“Ah…… that, but aren’t you the body that inherited the last of your progress?”
Considering the relationship, it’s a bit distant to simply call him “master”.
“There’s no need to get caught up in that, I’m not the one who’s going to rewrite the rules.”
“…….”
“Our relationship is simple. I’m the gatekeeper, you’re the diner, I’m the boss, you’re the bottom, that’s it.”
Ye Yunlang couldn’t agree more with the neat organization of Chulyuhyeon.
“Yes, I see, I understand, and I’ll call you sir for the duration of your stay.”
Immediately afterward, Iron Currents shook the reins slightly.
“Let’s take a break and slow down.”
When Xin Feng recognized the name, he flapped his ears and moved his four legs.
Again, again, again.
With his gaze fixed on the road ahead, Chulhyeon asked in a bland voice.
“Who did you study with?”
“You’ve heard of the Red Dragon Swordsmen, right?”
The iron streak at Ye Yunlang’s half-moon nodded lightly.
The Red Dragon Sword Corps was once one of the five main sword armies of the Longmu Clan.
“Master was the captain of the Red Dragon Sword Corps.”
Chul Ryuhon pictured a man’s face in his mind.
Red Dragon Swordmaster, Hongxiao.
“It was him.
Can’t help but notice.
Hong Shou was the founding father of the Dragon Gate, a man who was highly trusted by Fahon at the time.
The captain of each sword company, including the Red Dragon Sword Company, was given the essence of the Advancement Ritual within the Private Sword Style as a reward for his service.
Hongxiao taught it back to Yeunlang.
“If you’re a disciple of the Red Dragon Swordmaster, did you hear what happened then?”
It refers to the defeat of the Longmu Gate twenty-one years ago.
Since it happened while I was holed up in a cave in Samsunsan Mountain, I wondered if there was some secret history behind it.
Hana Ye Yunlang shook her head slightly.
“There’s no backstory, it’s what the world knows…… What they don’t know is the Master’s dramatic survival.”
The story of the destruction of the Longmu Gate was one that few were unaware of.
The path to defeat was simple.
The sudden retirement of the Ascended Sword Dragon, the most powerful sword dragon in the Martial Realm, the subsequent conflict and infighting within the cadre, and an attack by the Nine Demon Alliance, a martial force from the outer Martial Realm…… And just like that, Yongmu Moon disappeared into history, having lost to its enemies in a fierce bloodbath.
Such is the physiology of Murim.
No matter how big or small a company is, it can go out of business overnight if it’s not in the right place at the right time or if it’s unlucky.
“That’s it? That’s not interesting.
The iron stain spoke again, this time in a bland voice.
“How did your master survive?”
By the sound of his voice, I can’t tell if he’s genuinely curious or just throwing it out there.
“Hmm, who else is as inscrutable as me? I’m not having an easy time adjusting either.
Ye Yunlang thought about it and explained the situation.
“In fact, it is said that during the marriage ceremony, he suffered internal injuries at the powerful hands of the Kumamangist, lost consciousness, and woke up many hours later amidst a horrific pile of bloody bodies…….”
“Were there any other survivors?”
“Yes, I’ve heard that both factions were wiped out, and the only surviving master said out loud that the miracle of the knight’s birth was somehow a chance for the heavens, who lamented the destruction of the Longmu Clan, to reestablish their lineage.”
The iron currents have eaten into him.
“Me too.
To some extent, I could relate.
The emotions and feelings that Red Dragon Sword Captain Hongxiao must have felt.
Of course, I’m not sure if this unexpected reincarnation journey is heavenly or hilarious.
Ye Yunlang paused for a moment in appreciation.
I was about thirteen years old. heat Flesh It can be done before My parents Yeoui High School Unluckily I lived … … any cold A winter day By begging With difficulty I’m born There will be at the time by chance Master’s In hand It was harvested and a few days back Officially Delay in priesthood In conclusion Inquiry The successor Okay , Master and I likewise To me That’s it miracle same The revival of the article It was the same .”
“Is he still alive?”
“Uhm, no, he died the year I turned twenty-one of an illness. It was the after-effects of being struck by a magical ball, and it got worse over the years…… Actually, he hadn’t been in very good health from the very beginning of his priesthood, but he was always so strong, and I learned a lot from him.”
Ye Yunlang continued to recall that deathbed moment.
“After my master’s untimely passing, I took up the reins of the Rebuilding of the Four Sages and traveled the land in search of traces of him. Luckily, my sword skills were not weak, so I had no trouble making a living as a vagabond. I stayed that way for a while, until recently, when I ran into the Iron Gate Master.”
Chul Ryu-Heon just listened in silence.
“Honestly, I was worried and worried that I wouldn’t be able to find it before my lifespan was up, but…… I guess I’m glad I didn’t give up. How happy Master would be to see this meeting. I’m finally able to carry on his lineage…… after all.”
A faint smile formed on Ye Yunlang’s lips, but it quickly disappeared.
“You may ask,” he said, “I would have gone a different way to find my own way, but I was saved by you from a life where I could not eat a single meal a day. I have been blessed with great virtue, so how can I abandon it to chase after the Nirvana Moon? That is not the way of a man.”
Ye Yunlang’s determination and demeanor were the epitome of a proper disciple.
Suddenly, Chul Ryuhon jerked his head back and glared at him.
Prying eyes.
Ye Yunlang turned his head in confusion.
“Huh? Why…… do that?”
“What’s the big deal?”
“What? Oh, no…… I just thought, while we’re on the subject, I might as well give you the other side of the story…….”
“I didn’t ask. I don’t want to know.”
That’s a bit annoying.
“…….”
Ye Yunlang clamped his mouth shut and cursed again.
‘That, that, that, I’ve never heard of it! It’s hard enough to keep up with that insolent bastard! I’m a grown man, so I have to put up with it, but what else can I do? As long as the real master’s maintenance and the investigator’s progress……’
Chulhuen didn’t care if he did or not, and fixed his gaze forward again.
A little time passes.
Again, again, again.
As the new wind echoed off the hoofbeats, I could see a group approaching on the far side of the road ahead.
A dozen or so pairs of mahouts and a wagon.
Ye Yunlang stared at him and muttered to himself.
“Is that the reviewers……?
Sure, there was some distance, but not so much that I couldn’t even tell the overall color.
Meanwhile, Cheolryuhyeon, who holds the reins, looks indifferent.
As in, what the heck.
Slowly closing gaps between each other.
The road is not wide enough and one of them has to give way.
Then, when the distance between them closed to within three zhang, the courtly herd stopped in unison.
Chulleuhyeon also pulled the reins and stopped the new wind.
The carriage was quite luxurious in appearance, with an escort of horses.
From the wheels to the roof, it’s covered in ornate decorations that would intimidate most people at first sight.
Nine times out of ten, it will be ridden by some retarded and mysterious figure.
Ye Yunlang’s pupils immediately widened.
‘Oh, that’s…….’
He looked at the other person’s outfit and instantly realized where they belonged.
To be more precise, he saw two letters embroidered on the left side of the chest pocket of the pure white garment.
Preface.
The letters are surrounded by a distinctive pattern that resembles a gust of wind.
There is only one warlord faction that uses such a thing as a symbol.
The Ximen family.
One of the highest ranked martial artists in the Shanxi region and a swordsmanship master in the Seven Great Schools.
The white flag on the back of the carriage is clearly emblazoned with the four words Seomunse.
The forty-something man at the front of the crowd rolls his eyes.
“Hmm, is that a wandering swordsman? What’s with that horse, though? It’s got strangely large muscles all over its body.
Then he beckoned to me and said.
“Give me a minute to get out of the way.”
His tone was casual and polite, but his eyes gave off a hint of condescension.
Ye Yunlang clearly sensed that subtle gaze.
If so, you shouldn’t have felt any iron currents.
But.
Nod.
Iron Ripple shook his head and tugged slightly on the reins.
They don’t seem to care who the people in front of them are or what their mood is.
……
The breeze moved a few steps to the side.
“I’ll be out of your way, @Stephen_McGee…….”
“Don’t even bother responding, you’re just being annoying.”
Seomunseh muttered to himself, and a few of the others whispered to themselves.
At the same time, Ye Yunlang’s face hardened.
Chuck.
The new wind has stopped blowing.
Turning his head, Chu Liuhui stared at the group expressionlessly.
That’s when the middle-aged man in the lead spoke up.
“Why?”
“Knowing.”
The middle-aged man’s expression stiffened at Chului Liuhyeon’s blunt words.
“What?”
However, it’s an attitude that doesn’t let you down.
The middle-aged man frowned and repeated the question.
“Are you provoking them on purpose?”
“I don’t need to be bothered.”
“…….”
“Those things in the back there, the ones you told me to listen to?”
The two swordsmen who had been whispering earlier averted their gaze.
It wasn’t because I was stuck.
It was a dismissive stance.
The smirk on his face says it all.
Ye Yunlang was about to scold her when he heard a short preamble.
.
It was the iron currents.
Next.
Poof.
The reins in his hands had been let go.
As if they have no intention of getting out of the way.
The middle-aged man’s eyes lit up when he saw it.
The men behind him shot him a glare in unison.
The middle-aged man quickly warned in a stern tone.
“You look like a dark martial artist in the water, but I’m the third generation of the Ximen Clan. I’m sure you don’t recognize my family, which belongs to the Seven Great Families. Now, step aside.”
Most of them are so enamored with the prestige of the Seomunsegae that they do as they are told.
But to the person in front of you.
“Why me?”
It was useless.
After a moment of embarrassment from Nuhm, Chulhuim raised his chin arrogantly.
“Get out of the way.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 31 (31 of 552)