Chapter 15

“Hmm.”
Dan Tianyang’s brow was furrowed.
It was as if he was holding back his anger, or as if he was pondering something.
The local starboard starboard was the most solemn and delicate sword herb in the entire city, capable of blocking sudden and sharp enemy attacks.
But Bu Eunseol’s swordplay was unrelenting, and her every move was sharpened to a sharp edge.
“You may return to your seats.”
Dan Tianyang didn’t evaluate Bu Eunseol’s sword technique.
Instead, he looked at one of the trainees and said.
“Xu Jinha.”
Then a man with a sword on his back walked out from among the trainees to the center of the training hall.
His hair was neatly parted in two, with long, large eyes peeking out from between.
His body and face were slender, and his eyebrows were thin, giving him an androgynous appearance that made it hard to tell if he was male or female.
“You called.”
His voice is as clear and crisp as a spring breeze, but his eyes are like hundreds of needles.
“You’ve been practicing martial arts systematically since you were a child.
Being a dyer is a job of constant undressing and dressing.
Bu Eun-sul immediately realized that although the boy’s body looked thin and thin-lined, he was actually toned and well-proportioned.
“Unfold your sword.”
Hearing Dan Tianyang’s words, Xu Qin clasped his hands together and drew his sword.
Qi Ying.
The old iron sword drawn from its rusted scabbard resounded with a sound as clear as a treasure sword.
This was because Xie Jin Hao had drawn the sword while infused with a magnificent Qi.
Hiss!
As the sword grass unfolded, an unpleasant sound like a poisonous snake’s hissing echoed out from the floor.
At the same time, the sharp sword herbs spread out in all directions in concentric circles, starting from around his feet.
Papa papa papa!
With a sound like a flag fluttering in a storm, the sword flames created by the iron sword surged into the air.
Clang.
When the sword spirit that had poured into the air disappeared as if it had been washed away, Seo Jin Hai was already sheathing his sword.
“Hmph.”
Dantian Yang’s mouth drooled again.
Just a moment ago, the sword he had unfurled was a counter to the local starboard slash from Bu Eunsun.
‘You mean you’ve already smelled the blood.
Bu Eun-sul and Seo Jin-ha.
As if they had made a promise, they concealed their skills and improvised a new sword herb.
As if predicting the bloodbath to come.
”Of course, it’s not impossible for these descriptions to predict such things.”
With a bitter smile, Dan Tianyang looked into the eyes of the practitioners full of thieves and guns.
He couldn’t help but admit it.
All of the trainees in this upper echelon had already mastered the essence of local starboard.
They all had brains that could already predict what was about to happen in Hell City.
* * *
When their training at Wuguan is complete, most of the trainees return to their respective residences to rest or to study.
But Bu Eun-sul wandered around Hell like a wandering traveler.
After passing through a deep forest, she came to a pond with a musty odor, and a large pavilion in front of it.
Recalling the map on the parchment in front of the cave, Bu Eunseol nodded.
“So that’s the Hellblood City’s armory.
Although it was a remote island far from the mainland, Hell Island was no small island.
Not only were the ten armories of the ten majors dotted around, but vast stone mountains, forests, and pavilions of unknown purpose dotted the island.
“This place is off-limits.”
Occasionally, as I wandered through the nondescript forests or the outskirts of the island, figures would appear out of nowhere, like ghosts.
They were too tall to be local guards, and their demeanor and eyes were not quite right.
At such times, Bu Eunseol would look around and turn away without hesitation.
“There’s something…… there.
“Are they looking at Izusa Island?”
At that moment, a low voice came from behind a large tree standing in the left room.
He turned to see a boy with long, flowing hair smiling at him. He stepped forward.
“Familiarizing yourself with the terrain is something you should have done from the first day you came to the island.”
Seo Jinha’s eyes flashed with a dizzying newness.
“I’m sure you don’t realize that wandering around the island like this now will only draw attention to you.”
Bu Eunseol could smell the sharp odor of hostility and momentum in Seo Jinha’s voice.
“I had more important things to do before I could check out the island.”
Bu Eunseol said bluntly.
“Ever since I entered the island, I haven’t had the luxury of observing others.”
“Ho-ho, you mean you’ve been sensing me the whole time? That can’t be right.”
“Those who pride themselves on their intelligence are sometimes mistaken.”
Bu Eunseol said bluntly, her gaze fixed on Seo Jinha’s eyes.
“That they are the only ones who can do certain things.”
After mastering the Beast Sword, Bu Eunseol was aware of several eyes watching her.
Some of the gazes were from masters, who hid their presence completely, while others were from people she assumed were trainees.
“I thought you were blunt. You’re quite funny.”
Funny, but Seo Jin-ha’s eyes and mouth weren’t smiling at all.
On the contrary, the sharp momentum from earlier seemed to be gradually increasing.
“Let me ask you straightforwardly. Which side are you on, Bu Eunseol?”
“Which side?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
“You haven’t learned how to talk well at your age.”
Bu Eun-sul turned away with a look of disinterest.
“If you want to talk to others, you shouldn’t just say what you want to say like a baby.”
Then Seo Jinha said in a low voice.
“Do you really not know?”
“What.”
“Hmph, do you think that everyone here wants to become a ten-horse warrior?”
The words were meaningful.
Bu Eunseol’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“That’s what I thought.”
In truth, he had been wondering about this ever since he had attended the Ten Demon Warriors’ Convention.
The Ten Demon Warriors Competition.
It was a contest to select a person who would learn the ten martial arts, and perhaps even the fate of the city.
But in a place like the Magic Hall, where masters and masters like Kirasheng gathered, they were accepting applicants just by writing a guestbook?
“Even I, with the ridiculous name of Zhan Yangfa, passed with flying colors.
Bu Eun-sul couldn’t understand the attitude of the mazen, who didn’t scrutinize the applicants’ backgrounds, but rather valued the dreaded memorandum.
“So there’s a ganja.”
Bu Eunseol’s sighing mutterings brought a flash of recognition to Seo Jinha’s eyes.
“That expression and tone are not false.
“Not you.”
Seo Jin-ha muttered in a steaming voice as he instinctively realized that Bu Eun-sul was not Ganja.
“Chet, I was just trying to have some fun.”
With an annoyed look on his face, Seo Jin-ha’s sharp anticipation vanished.
“In the future, don’t talk out of turn. If you continue to bother me, I’ll cut you down.”
Then, as if he had seen enough, he turned and left.
“…….”
Buunseol’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Seo Jinha’s back.
“There’s a lot I didn’t know.
While he had been mastering the martial arts of Nangyagak and Hua Wu Sword Gate to the best of his ability, there had been a lot going on in this infernal city.
Judging from his tone, there were not only would-be Ten Demon Warriors among the trainees, but also Ganjas, and something had happened among them.
“You don’t seem to be the one who came to my residence.
In truth, Bu Eun-sul thought it was more likely that Seo Jin-ha was the shadow that had visited her cave.
But now she realized that he was just a fighter bent on finding Ganja.
“I don’t care what it is.”
Looking at the distant sky, Bu Eunseol clenched his fists.
“It’s about to start…….”
Bu Eunseol had been studying the map of Hell for a while now.
He could already feel it.
This island had already become hell.
And soon, many would lose their lives again.
* * *
“As of today, all cultivation is over.”
Closing the book he was carrying, Dan Tianyang walked slowly to the front of the platform.
“Because of your talents, you have been able to focus on interpreting the texts of the Ascended Sword School, rather than the sword arts.”
He smiled with a satisfied expression.
The first second of the Hua Wu Sword, which an ordinary talent could not master even if it took three years.
At the Hua Wu Sword Gate, he had expected that even the sword’s description would take two months to complete.
However, contrary to his expectations, the trainees under his supervision mastered both the sword and the sword herbs within ten days.
By the end of the month, they were able to customize the sword herbs to suit their personalities.
“I’m sure there are many people who find the study of the law boring.”
Laughing softly, Dantian Yang gently swept his hand across the group.
“However, even masters who have experienced countless battles still set aside time to study the texts of the Ascending Martial Art. This is because knowing is not the same as practicing, and practicing is not the same as knowing.”
He looked at Bu Eun-sul, who was sitting behind him, and asked.
“Can you explain this to me?”
She thought for a moment, then answered.
“Because even if one were to create an extraordinary sword herb in a flash of inspiration, if one doesn’t study the principles and texts of martial arts, it may never be able to be deployed again.”
“Exactly.”
With a satisfied smile, Dan Tianyang nodded and said.
“I believe that Old Man’s interpretation of the texts will be of great benefit to you in the future as you continue your cultivation.”
Dan Tianyang swept his gaze across the practitioners seated at the table and spoke with authority.
“Good luck.”
“Good luck.
It’s a common greeting for later students.
But somehow, it felt ominous, as if he had reached the end of his life.
Maybe it’s different.
Zi Ying.
Suddenly, a loud gong sounded.
“What is that?”
Several of the practitioners looked puzzled.
The sound of the gong was not just near Wuhan, but echoed throughout the entire Infernal Realm.
“Is it just beginning?
Some of the practitioners, including Bu Eunseol, weren’t too surprised.
They had scanned the island and saw that there were large gongs all over the island.
“They must have struck the gongs at the same time according to a certain signal.
Bu Eun-sul immediately understood why the gongs could echo across the island.
She immediately realized why the gongs could echo across the island: someone had given a signal, and many people had struck the gongs at the same time.
“It’s about time.”
Hearing the sound of the gongs, Dan Tianyang looked at the trainees and said.
“From now on, you will go to the stone mountain in the center of the island.”
With heavy expressions on their faces, the trainees, including Bu Eunseol, slowly moved toward the stone mountain.
Since the Hua Wu Sword Gate’s martial hall was located at the far eastern end of the island, it was the farthest distance to return to the stone mountain than any other martial hall.
“……!”
When he arrived near the stone mountain, there were already practitioners from the other schools gathered, their faces solemn.
On the high dais in front of them stood an old man with a muscular body and lion’s mane of hair, and a clean-cut middle-aged man.
They were the Supreme Head of the State, Leng Lianyung, and the Lord of the Manor, Bai Zhenchuan.
“Everyone is here.”
Bai Zhen Tian nodded and spoke in a loud voice.
“We will now begin the Third Pavilion!”