Chapter 55

“……You have received many gifts.”
“It’s time to give back.”
Huang Tianhou, the leader of the Gui Clan, had accumulated a great deal of goods, riches, and food from the bandits before he left.
“Unpack what you have gained. The more you unpack, the greater your position will be. Now that the Huang Bo family has sealed the gates, don’t miss the time when your stories will be told.”
Everyone in the Southern Palace bowed their heads in gratitude to Huang Tianhou, the leader of the Monkfish Troupe, who had only brought a wooden box with him.
With a single word, he rushed in and saved the Southern Palace from a crisis, and then went to Huang Boshe to stamp out narrow-minded and useless thoughts.
One.
“The Hundred Years’ System. The great system they speak of has not yet disappeared. It’s been put under lock and key for ten years to punish them for their sins, but it will rise anytime it’s loosened.”
Huang Tianhou shook his head, saying that it was only a weak prescription, but when he saw the group of monkfish that had been assigned to the Huang Bo family, he couldn’t help but cluck his tongue.
From now on, the Huang Bo Family would not be able to pull any stunts. The name of the monkfish troupe leader was in the palm of his hand.
“I’m sure you’ll do a good job, but I’m sure the Southern Palace in Shandong is just beginning.”
True to Huang Tianhou’s words, the Shandong branch chief gave and gave and gave. It was too much for him to digest.
The bandits sucked the blood of the Ming family, danced to their screams, and laughed at their pain.
Now we must bring them laughter, warm them from the cold, and stave off hunger.
And with that, Namgung Han opened his mouth to the members of the Southern Palace.
And gratefully.
“It’s a no-brainer, isn’t it?”
“I will go.”
“I’ve been waiting for this.”
“I would have been disappointed if you hadn’t said so.”
The warriors of the Southern Palace smiled as they gathered up the goods, riches, and provisions that had been laid out for them, and the sight of them made Nangong Han and Nangong Suk smile in disbelief.
Yes, this was the Southern Palace.
With those words, the leader of the Gui Clan, Huang Tianhou, returned to his original position. That was the first spring day when the Aggie Clan and the Southern Palace met.
* * * *
Kwao!
“……Dare!”
“The bastards of the Southern Palace have defeated us!”
“Let’s wipe them out. The Chang Tian Divine Sword!”
The fierce flesh exploded out and became so thick that even the floating air became unstable. Only the man in the center of the room could stare at the wooden box with his jaw set.
“King Tu! Forgive us!”
“I will enter Anhui at once, and wipe it out!”
“I will use my axe to tear out the throat of the Celestial Divine Sword and bring it back with me, leave the vanguard to me!”
The thunderous voices rang out. The man who had seen the distorted faces of the demigods, King Green Forest Two, shook his head.
“If you have two eyes, open them and see. The Southern Palace has traveled all the way to Shandong just to catch these people. What a waste. If he had, I would have heard about it long ago.”
The bandits, excited by the rambling tale, stopped talking and sat down.
Bai Guang, holding the green-green panther by the head, stretched his fingers toward the blood still dripping from its neck. He looked at the drop of blood on his fingertip.
He brought it to the corner of his mouth and savored it.
“……It’s good. The Grand Duke of the Southern Palace did it himself. Foolish, but powerful.”
Bai Guang’s words caused the bandits to look puzzled. They already knew that the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace had headed to the Shandong front in Shandong.
Even so.
“It can’t be, they were abandoned long ago, but they’re not badly armed, and they’re not badly armed.”
If it weren’t for the results like this, we would have changed leaders long ago.
With the combined strength of the three of them, there was no way they would have been defeated by a mere brat from the Southern Palace.
“……They’re ugly, but now they’ve been defeated by a child of the Southern Palace who overstepped his bounds.”
“You don’t trust me.”
“It’s not that.”
“It’s the Sword of the Changeling. It contains its energy, but it’s still young. Your growth is beyond my imagination. To accomplish such a feat in only five years.”
The Green Forest King Bai Guang swallowed hard and briefly marveled at the taste of blood. At the same time, he remembered the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace who had given him his head and smiled faintly.
“…… Are you really going to let this go, our mountainous region is worthy of the name…….”
The bandits standing by Bai Guang’s side were all strong enough to take on the Mountain Zhongjiak, red, white, and green arrows.
If given the order, they would have rushed into Shandong and swept them all away. But Bai Guang shook his head and told them not to mention the war.
“Not yet.”
At that, the bandits bowed their heads. The words of the Green Forest King Bai Guang were absolute, but sometimes there were things that were beyond comprehension.
At that moment.
“If that’s the case, I’ll still give you a gift. See what the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace’s surroundings are like. We should reciprocate.”
The corners of Green Forest King Bai Guang’s eyes curved. He looked extremely amused.
“I understand!”
“I accept King Tu’s command!”
* * *
“A sword king. Heh.”
“It’s about time you were called that.”
Iron Blood Sword Star.
The man who was now called the Ironblood Sword King, or rather, the Ironblood Sword King, looked delighted. If only he hadn’t insisted on calling himself what he should have been called long ago.
“And you mean me?”
“Yes.”
“What brings you here all of a sudden?”
“Well, as you know, there’s no need for us in Shandong anymore.”
The old man shook his head at my words. He was healed of his illness, and at the same time, the enemies of Shandong Province disappeared.
The goal of maintaining the front was gone. Now it was time to leave. I haven’t reached the seven years that I said I would, so I’ll have to hurry to find something else.
“Let’s look back a bit, we’ve been running too fast.”
Five years of nonstop running. I’ve spent my days dodging bandit hordes, clashing spears and dodging blind axes.
If a member of the Southern Palace was injured anywhere, I’d run to the ship to pay them back.
Even when we won a battle, we had to retreat because of the number of Green Foresters. Those days passed like a flash in the pan.
“And as my uncle said, I need time to reflect.”
I grew day by day. I grew and grew and grew.
The force field left,
my talent.
It’s not ordinary.
And unusual.
I’ve always realized this, but only in this fight did I realize that the time had come. I’ve always been growing by melting my enlightenment, but it can’t last forever.
I must consolidate the enlightenment of the past five years before I leave this place, Shandong.
“First time.”
To properly taste the swords of the elderly.
To test their strength against each other.
Despite being an absolute master who was always by my side, I had never dueled with him sword to sword. I knew my inadequacies, and I was afraid that the tip of his sword would be caring.
A caring blade was a meaningless blade.
“I will go to …… at full strength.”
“Come.”
When I faced the Nexus, I despaired when I realized its explosive power. Nevertheless, I went forward, so I believed I could always do it.
Until I came face to face with my uncle standing in front of me, an iron-blooded man.
I felt like a middle-aged scribe with a sword pointed at me.
But why.
Why?
My toes don’t go off.
My limbs stiffen, refusing to listen to me and spinning out of control.
I see.
Enemies facing the Iron-Blooded Sword King An Baek must have struggled under such intimidation.
So would I.
With a bang, I struck the ground, and the tip of my sword turned blue.
It was the Spearless Sword Method. The thunderbolt I stretched out at the peak of my powers began to resemble the vivid blue sky.
Unlike the sword techniques that merely dropped blue thunderbolts,
a majestic and majestic sound emanated from it, and a wave of blue color washed over the Iron Blood Sword King An Baek.
“Good.”
He smiles at my sword strike, but then his smile disappears, replaced by a blank stare.
The first move of the Immortal Sword Technique, the I Am Nothingness.
It was the first time. It was the first time he’d ever faced his uncle’s name.
Piiit!
The blue waves parted. But I took it for granted. I would have felt sorry for myself if he hadn’t gotten away with it.
My sword cutting through the waves met the tip of my sword, which was already thinking of my next move. It was a thunderbolt sword.
Kaaaaaah!
The Thunder King God has reached its peak. The thunderbolt spun fiercely under the Thunder King God Duke’s aura, and it was captured by the tip of the sword.
Digging in!
Just as the thunder qi looked like it was about to rush towards the tip of his sword, he took a step back and brushed it away. Seeing that he was wary of the approaching thunder qi, I raised the tip of my sword once more and stabbed into the air.
Soon enough.
The thunderbolts gathered together, crackling in the air and forming a shape.
The blue aura that resembled a dragon frame was none other than a thunder dragon.
It was the strongest number I could create with the Spear Bow and Thunder King Divine Technique.
“Beautiful.”
The uncle’s iron sword was slung over his shoulder.
The Demise Sword Technique, Jay Style, Sack Moon.
The power of the crescent moon flickered at the tip of the sword, and it shot straight at the thunder dragon, a number that had never been seen before in the face of the Wall Force.
The thunder dragon and the crescent moon’s auras intertwined in the air.
Clatter!
* * *
“The Grand Duke will be pleased to see this.”
Kang Wumen smiled wryly and grabbed the note hanging on the front door. It was a message from the main family about Anhui’s southern palace.
It said.
“Wall Confucius is doing well.”
It was the news the Grand Duke had been hoping for. It was a letter from the Fifth Duke’s Southern Palace.
“Dong Hui, have you seen the Grand Duke?”
“He’s probably in the training hall with Master again.”
“Again?”
A year had passed.
A year had passed since the two of them had first locked themselves in the training center to discuss their swords.
The feeling of separation was palpable.
Kang Woo-moon’s mouth dropped open.
“……No, this is unbelievable.”
The training center was always in shambles, but today.
“I’m going to get yelled at by the branch manager again.”
It was as if thousands of troops had fought a war together in unison.
“……Umun.”
“Grand Duke, this is a letter from Confucius the Wall.”
The Grand Duke, who had just composed himself, rushed forward and snatched the letter from my hand. And then.
The Grand Duke’s expression gradually hardened as he read the letter with a joyful gaze.
Then he said.
“I think the time has come for …… to move.”
He said.