Chapter 65

Walking beside Dan Cheng was a middle-aged man with a cold, dragon-like appearance who looked like he could be pierced with a needle and not draw a drop of blood.
It was Pungwoon Daejoo, Baekyeon.
“Who’s going to stop the Soviets, I’m just glad it’s over.”
“Highlight. Large Cap.”
Dan Qing smirked as Bu Eunsul took a deep breath toward the two of them.
“You’ve become a constitutional lawyer in a year!”
Dan-cheong threw in a compliment, and this time Baek-yeon came over and said.
“You saved the housekeeper’s daughter, and then you took care of the Gong family at the end?”
“How did you know?”
The missions and personnel of the Gusalts are highly classified. Even if you’re the leader of the Demon Warriors, you can’t get information unless you’re involved.
Looking at Bu Eunseol’s surprised expression, Baekyeon smiled thinly.
“It’s information we would have barely gotten otherwise.”
Baekyeon said with an odd smile.
“But since you’ve turned the tables on the bad guys, all the intelligence organizations have taken notice.”
Since Bu Eun-sul’s arrival in Aoyang, the intelligence organizations of the political factions operating in Hunan have been reduced to rubble.
Because of this, not only the demon warriors, but also the political factions were eager to find the mysterious Eighteen Horsemen, who stirred the evil yang silently.
“I didn’t know that.”
That’s a lie.
Bu Eunsul had already shared all the information that came into the Yuyang Branch, so he had some idea of the trends of the Martial Sect as well as the Demon Warriors.
But Baek-yeon, unaware that Boo-eun-sul was playing games, raised her eyebrows.
“You don’t know. The various intelligence organizations of the past have done everything in their power to keep you in the dark.”
“You mean you helped me in the joust.”
“If your true identity is discovered, the arrows will be directed at the battlefield, and because of you, the main palace has been sending men to Yueyang every day.”
Dan Qing, who was listening to Bai Yan, chuckled and asked what was so good about it.
“There was some disagreement as to which sect sent the Eighteenth Issue of the Yueyang Branch, and when it turned out to be you, the Mazen were quite surprised. Hmph.”
“It’s no laughing matter, emphasis mine.”
Baekyeon said with a sigh.
“Hasn’t this kid gotten a lot of unwarranted attention because he’s been stirring up the Hunan region as a guardsman?”
“Unnecessary attention.”
“I’m making a move to make a full-fledged use of the Ten Demon Warriors, and if this kid keeps drawing attention to himself, don’t you think I might do something unnecessarily harsh?”
“Hmm.”
Ten Warriors.
Those who have been generously taught the martial arts of the Ten Doctrines, regardless of their discipline, in order to emulate the joint warfare of the Wuling Clan.
The problem is that we call them whole people in name only. In reality, they’re just expendable tools to get the job done.
Most of the Ten Commandments already have great disciples and predecessors.
It was difficult for them to recognize the Ten Demon Warriors as their disciples when they had been hastily created by outsiders at the behest of Mazen.
“I guess that means the better this kid is, the harsher the assignment.”
Bai Yan nodded at Dan Qing’s words.
“Even the heirs of the original ten masters don’t like the Ten Warriors. They don’t want to be associated with them because they’ve been so generous in passing on their divine discipline.”
“No matter how good the ten warriors are, they are still stones that have been rolled in.”
“That’s exactly what it is.”
Baekyeon looked at Bueunseol and shook her head.
“The existing disciples and factions of the Ten Warriors are hoping that the Ten Warriors will all self-destruct at once with the Great Admirers, so they are constantly putting pressure on the Mazen to use the Ten Warriors.”
“Hmm.”
Dan Qing narrowed his eyes.
“Well, when I went to Hell, he wasn’t the only one who looked good.”
“Perhaps because the other ten gates, unlike the main hall, have multiple factions jostling for position and jockeying for succession, it’s not always easy to be happy just because you’ve gotten a great ten warriors…….”
Dan Qing smirked at Baekyeon’s explanation.
“The upper echelons of the Forty Doors, except the main hall, must be a pain in the ass.”
Nanyagak is only a skill level.
But that’s just a special case of Nanyagak.
Basically, a faction is a coalition of forces and orders. You can’t completely ignore the factions within a faction and elect a whole person.
“My prediction is that within a year and a half, maybe even a year, we’ll have a dozen warriors.”
“A year?”
“Normally, I would have expected about three years, but with the forces of the Ten Doors putting so much pressure on us…… we should be able to conclude the battle within a year at the latest.”
“I see.”
Predicting future events by gathering all the information in the forest is the work of feng shui.
And she hasn’t been wrong a single time.
“Good, because I’ve been thinking about taking a look at this kid for a year, anyway, and I’ve got a little pride in the main office.”
“I see.”
Nodding, Baekyeon blurted out the wrong thing.
“But…… come to think of it, isn’t he too grown up to be a child anymore?”
“Oh, I see.”
Dan Qing sighed as he looked at Bu Eunsun, who exuded a regal, martial air.
“You don’t look like a child…… but you still look like a skinny kid to me.”
This is because Dan Qing has feelings for Bu Eun-sul. She knows that, and she clasps her hands together.
“I am but a mere disciple of Nanyagak. Please call me whatever you feel comfortable.”
“Hahaha, you’ve grown quite the mouthful in the meantime.”
A smirking Dan Qing nodded and said.
“Bu Eun Seol. Will you learn martial arts from this master for a year?”
This is the second time.
Dan Cheng had tried to teach her once before, but was rebuffed by her desire to learn practical martial arts.
But after what happened, I’m not going to say no.
Dan Cheng was convinced.
“Can you show me a hand?”
But Bu Eun-sul had something surprising to say.
“Huh?”
“I want to perfect my own version of practical martial arts.”
Dan Qing’s eyes widened as he pondered Bu Eun-sul’s words.
“So you’re saying I have to be that good to teach you, or something like that?”
“Not that, but through actual practice…….”
“Hmph.”
Wiping his forehead, Dan Qing suddenly looked up at the distant sky and burst out laughing.
“Hahahahaha!”
After a long pause, Dan Qing said to Baek Yeon.
“I really like this kid. Because he never does what I expect him to do!”
Baek Yeon said to Bu Eun Seol with a serious expression.
“Take that back now. Do you know what you’re talking about?”
“Leave it.”
Dan Qing smirked.
“This kid is a fast learner, and I’d rather have him feel it and see it for himself than teach him Zulchang martial arts for a year.”
“Highlight.”
Dan Qing laughed at Bai Yan’s words and asked Bu Eun-sul.
“What is this highlighting supposed to teach me, whether it’s the Book of Recommendations or the Book of the Ten Commandments?”
“Teach me how to sword.”
“I knew it.”
Chirp.
Dancheng drew a katana from his belt.
“Get into position.”
Nodding, Bu Eunseol drew her sword, seemingly standing at ease, but not showing any signs of weakness.
“Good posture.”
“Thank you.”
Dan Qing, holding the katana, said dumbly.
“This Highlighted One will have only a single feeding frenzy. Parry at your discretion.”
“I see.”
Upon receiving his answer, Dan Qing moved his katana.
Suddenly, Buunsul’s vision turned white. No, the whole world turned white.
Chirp.
The light was as bright as the morning sun, then as faint as the tens of thousands of stars that illuminate the night sky.
The intense yet faint light transformed into an unfathomable sword herb, enveloping Feng Xue’s entire body.
“Emphasis, ejaculate in your hand……!”
Baekyeon cried out in alarm,
Kwazizik.
The longsword made of lily white steel that Bu Eunseol was holding fell to the ground in dozens of pieces.
At the same time, tiny black marks were being etched all over his clothes.
Green.
Before you know it, your tattered clothes are fluttering in the wind like rags,
Evil.
A huge boulder that had stood dozens of feet away snapped in two and rolled to the ground.
Koorung. Kurrrrrrr.
As she heard the rocks rolling away, her heart trembled as if her body had been cut in two.
“…….”
His eyes, always cold and still, were wide open, and a cold sweat trickled down his spine.
‘Is this…… the kind of martial arts a person can practice?’
I felt a huge barrier in my previous bouts, but I knew I could overcome it.
But Dan Qing’s inaction was out of this world.
The martial arts of Dancheng, the Supreme Master of the Three Generations, who overlooks the Murim, have reached a level that Bu Eun-sul could never have imagined.
“This one moment in the spotlight captures the entirety of the transformation of the Heavenly Sword.”
Dan Qing looked at Bu Eunseol’s frozen face and said, “I’m sorry.
“I deliberately went about five times slower, so I’m sure you’ve gotten the gist of it, right?”
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
Gumming like an invisible light.
It unfolded five times slower?
“There’s a new frontier.
In fact, Bu Eun-sul was a bit cocky about his martial arts.
He grasped the essence of martial arts in a shorter time than anyone else so far, and quickly mastered it.
I thought there was no martial art in the world that I couldn’t master if I had the time. But that all changed.
“No matter how many times I push the envelope, I don’t know if I’ll ever reach it.
The absolute swordsmanship that Dan Cheng displayed was something that a mere mortal would want to achieve in his lifetime.
When I witnessed his swordplay, my dulled enthusiasm and unattached spirit were rekindled.
A vague goal you couldn’t see.
That goal has finally become a giant sky, clearly visible.
‘This guy…….’
Baekyeon inwardly clucked her tongue as she caught sight of Buunseol’s burning eyes.
“You’re looking at this gumdrop and making that face?
It is a swordsmanship of the extreme heavenly realm, beyond the supreme heavenly realm, that has frustrated even those who have practiced the sword all their lives.
But like a boy meeting his first love, isn’t Bu Eun-sul calming his pounding heart with her hot eyes?
“Hmph.
Dan Qing, on the other hand, stifled a bout of laughter as he watched.
How far will this thing go? What will it look like in ten years?
“This is going to be fun!
There was a time when I felt like life was boring.
But after meeting Bu Eun-sul, he felt like he had been opened up to a whole other world he didn’t know.
“Do you have any more questions?”
“None.”
When Bu Eun-sul shook her head, Dan Qing turned around with a sullen expression.
“After a year or so of studying it, it’s going to be a big help in getting it right.”
“Thank you.”
As the swollen snow fell, Baekyeon put her hand on his shoulder.
“Swollen Tongue.”
“Please tell me.”
“In the future you will recklessly…….”
Baekyeon was about to say something when she sighed deeply.
“It’s nothing. Do your best.”
He shook his head for a long moment, then turned to follow Dan Cheng to the sponsor.
* * *
What is a good sword method?
What makes a sword powerful, and what gives a sword method its edge?
Bu Eun-sul found the answer in Dan Cheng’s sword method.
It’s time.
“A hundred and eight swords in a single emphasized second.
Currently, if Bu Eunsul deployed his sword quickly enough, he could deploy twelve sword strokes in a single sword.
However, Dan Qing had sprinkled a hundred and eight different mysterious sword herbs.
In a simple comparison, that’s more than four times as long as the fluffy snow.
“Besides, swordplay is not just a matter of time.
Each second was like a stream of water, so that each of the one hundred and eighty different sword arts could be spread out in a single mass.
This was possible because it naturally captured all the changes that Muhak could reveal.
“If we could make this back-eight change flow like water…….”
Bu Eun-sul gripped her sword tightly.
Once you’ve mastered this rudimentary swordsmanship, you’ll be well versed in the changes you can make with your sword.
If you do, you’ll be able to perform your sword techniques freely, with no restrictions on the number of changes and seconds.
Delete!
Bu Eun-sul thrust her gripped sword forward.
It was just an ordinary sword thrust, but a gust of air poured out of the tip.
Delete!
The sword’s tip swirled around his body as it accelerated as it transformed in thin air.
Whiz, whiz, whiz!
The sword grass grew faster and faster, creating a giant whirlwind,
Pow!
It exploded like a firecracker, spewing out millions of points of light. It was a sword candle that unfolded in an instant, but the shattered light remained in the air for a long time.
“I can’t use a regular sword.”
A low murmur from Bu Eunseul as he unsheathes his sword,
Twit. Tutuk.
The sword in his hand cracked and the hilt broke into several pieces, falling to the ground.
The sword had been completely shattered by the sheer force of the weightlifting.