Chapter 121

The famous family of Gangnam is Changcheon Namgung.
The famous family of Gangbuk is the Twins.
These are the names that are widely known in the Six Dynasties, but their rivalry has faded as one side has gained the upper hand. The glory of the past is gone.
Minor differences that had been ingrained in the ancestors have become starkly different in the current generation.
The patriarch of the Southern Palace Family, the so-called Chang Tian Divine Sword.
He was recognized as the youngest of the current Fifty Elders of the Zheng Sect.
His overwhelming swordsmanship had crushed the other six great families, and the gap between them had widened to the point where Mo Yongxue couldn’t even lift his head.
Mo Yongxue’s reputation continued to plummet because of his contemporary, the Unanchored Heavenly Emperor Zhuge Liang.
Mo Yongxue’s twin swordsmanship was second to none, but it could not stop or even compete with the shining path of the Southern Palace.
It was literally the difference between the setting sun and the rising sun.
The gap would only widen, everyone believed.
And then,
“I got goosebumps. It was an unbelievable moment.”
The Chosen People.
The origins of the House of Mo.
Hearing about the past glories of the Moyongbu, a clan of the Five Kingdoms and Sixteen Dynasties, through oral tradition, is not something that resonates with those who live as part of the Moyong family today.
But.
“When I followed the clues laid down by my ancestors to find the Dujian family name and found the royal seal.”
The discovery of the royalty of the Yan Dynasty, which competed for supremacy in the Middle Kingdom until it was unified by Qin Shi Huang, and furthermore, the discovery of the rare mystery of Du Zhen Sheng.
Mo Yongbi and Mo Yongyan, the patriarchs of the Mo Yongse family, could not help but tremble.
Burrrr.
It’s as if they’ve been waiting for the right time.
Mo Yongbi and Mo Yongyan were in a whirlwind of fate.
They had been struggling to defeat the Southern Palace. Mo Yongbi even sent her Forbidden Jade Leaf to the Southern Palace, and worked tirelessly to make up for Mo Yong’s lack of strength.
But there was no need for such maneuvering now.
Reconnecting with Du Zhenxing and the old cause, the two men reconnected with their past roots, gathered all the elders together, reorganized their twin sword techniques, and examined the loopholes in the Inner Strength Method.
Mo Yongjia then focused on Du Zhenxing and boldly invested several years in him. The doors of Liaoning Castle, which had been a thriving city, were closed, and the doors of Mo Yong Family, which had a deep history, were firmly closed.
It was a literal act of faith.
He grasped the reasoning and applied the mystery to learn from the talented people at Mo Yong Family. The mystery of the two-edged sword perfectly filled in the gaps in Mo Yong’s twin swordsmanship, and nothing could be further from the truth.
Still, there were some casualties. Where there is light, there is darkness, and many of Mo Yong’er’s people have shed their blood. To understand the martial art of Du Zhen Sheng.
If I didn’t master the techniques of Du Zhen Sheng as they were, I wouldn’t be able to exert my full power, and it would eat away at me. The martial arts of the realm of the incomprehensible if your body is not close to perfection.
“I never thought my body could be so well matched.”
Mo Yongyeon was particularly lost in thought as she recalled that moment. The corners of her mouth lifted as she looked at the swallow on her sleeve.
Only the body that was suitable for the Duzhen Ying, that is, the body of Mo Yongbi, Mo Yongyan, and Mo Yongru, could fully receive the Duzhen Ying.
Because of this, Mo Yongyan could only come to this place after going through countless verification procedures.
If it had been the same.
“It would have been impossible.”
For a long time, Mo Yongbi refused to give her a place in the family, which made her uneasy.
She wondered if she would become the head of the household when she was old and dying.
These worries and anxieties consumed her.
“What does it matter now?”
But it doesn’t matter now.
It is rather good. When he saw the banner he had erected in the shadow of Mo Yong’s monument, he always thought that he would inherit it.
All he wants is to honor the name of the Mo family. His first priority is to defeat the Southern Palace and take the seat of the Sixth Dynasty while he is still in Gaju.
But.
“A dying old man. That’s all you’re worth.”
His voice was cold and greedy. If he didn’t know better, a mere seat in the Six Great Houses would not satisfy his awakened hunger.
“With Zhongyuan under my feet, I will surely spread the word of this Mo Yongyun, this man of renown.
And let the world worship the birth of the Firstborn.
It’s almost here.
“It’s not hard to secure a seat from a weak old man.”
The wait has been worth it. Instead of the dishonor of remaining a cowherd lord for an age that has surpassed the immortal and approached a thousand years.
Now, the title of Prince of the Great Dynasty, or the title he would attain once the Great Dynasty was complete, would be that of a king, or even better.
“Hoo hoo hoo. Wait a bit.”
Mo Yongyan burst out laughing.
Just like that, the Fengyun Sect was in a state of turmoil.
* * *
Huang Bo Guo, the so-called powerhouse and wall power realm, collapsed.
Before the shock had even worn off, countless masters appeared.
In particular, Fang Xiang looked at He Do, who stood facing him.
He Do.
Fang Xiang couldn’t help but sigh inwardly at the sight of the two of them facing each other again.
What a joke of fate, yesterday’s comrade becoming today’s enemy.
However.
“Mu Liangshui.”
Heero, his sword raised, recited the mantra.
There was no hesitation in his expression. It was as if Heero had grown in strength from facing Sima.
Fang Xiang also took a deep breath as he moved his body as freely as his own.
The energy that came from the spirit of the adepts in Kunlun and the masters he had seen in Kunlun was no small thing.
Moreover.
The aura from the tip of He Do’s sword.
“You must have been taught by Master Zhang Wenyin?”
“You’re like a ghost, Fang Sojourner, Boundless Water Buddha.”
At her words, Heero smiled, not looking at the seat where Master Qixing was sitting.
“Although I lack a lot, this time I was given the Dragon Sword and became a master disciple.”
I was a little surprised. I had always known about He Do’s heart, but his potential was even greater.
To become a master disciple of a prestigious sect, let alone a major sect of Kunlun’s caliber, is a star in the sky. Fang Xiang shook his head as he saw He Do sitting in such a position.
The moment he saw the aura flowing from the tip of the sword he had drawn.
“It’s a Taihe Sword Dragon. It’s amazing.”
“Boundless Water Buddha. Fang Sojourner’s knowledge is simply astounding.”
He Dao was recognized even by his own death sentence, the He Palace. In a short time, he had been taught by a full-fledged master and absorbed his teachings.
Kwang Seung-ja also said.
[ That guy, if taught properly, he could become a fool. If only there was one like him in Qingcheng.]
He didn’t have to dig too deeply to realize that he had said that.
“But.”
Whirly, whirly, whirly.
The dao in Fang Xiang’s grasp moved fluidly. Heero was impressed by her skill, but when he saw the faint red coloring on the handle of the sword she held, he shook his head.
“I’ll learn from you, Mu Liangshu.”
“Me too.”
Fang Xiang’s dao energy and He Do’s calm prayer faintly filled the tournament hall.
* * *
Manliness.
Strength.
Innate strength.
Exceptional endurance.
Practiced fighter.
And a family that produced the best thieves in Zhongyuan.
All the stories pointed to Hebei Fang Family.
Born there, Fang Xiang of Hebei Fang Family was disappointed when she was born a girl.
When she caught the eye of her father, Fang Xiang, it turned to excitement.
Throughout the windless days, Fang Xiang learned and mastered Fang’s martial arts by sucking on his gong like water on sand.
He realized it instinctively. That’s the only way to learn.
It was the only way to survive in Panga’s world of male preference.
And she strove to exceed the expectations of her chosen one, Ho Tae Do Pangak, to learn everything he had to teach her.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
The result is the roar that echoes at the end of this road.
“That’s the Wu Hodan Gate I’ve been hearing about.”
“Master He, you are indeed very perceptive.”
“How could I not know? The best of the best from a family of martial artists who have graced the Middle Kingdom.”
If Kunlun has the Taihe Dao Dragon.
Fang Jia has the Wu Houdan Dao.
Their gazes intertwine in the air!
Kwao!
Shockwaves exploded in all directions as the two clashed, with no one knowing who struck first. A roar of excitement erupted from the crowd, who forgot about their previous confrontation and concentrated on the fierce battle.
“HAAAAAT!”
With a cheer, the blunt end of the sword slammed into He Do. It was like the front paw of a crouching bum slamming down.
Thud, thud, thud…….
Heero’s movements shifted from a few steps to a flip.
He flipped and somersaulted, and Fang Xiang’s eyes widened at his next move.
He flexibly leaped over Fang Xiang’s dao and bounced on his toes as if there was a wall in the air, gaining momentum. At the same time, the dragon’s slashing motion was a threat in itself.
Instead of retracting the outstretched tao, Fang Xiang rotated in place, gaining momentum by pulling on his arm, and using the added rotational force to unfold the Oho Danmundo again.
Oho dan mundo eclipsed, beomyeong eights.
Kuwaaaaaaah!
With a roar, Fang Xiang clashed with the rushing Taihe Dragon Sword Technique. He had inherited Fang Xiang’s warlike disposition.
Taihe Dragon Sword Technique, Three Strikes, Shattering Dragon Beauty.
The dragon’s tail stretched out and clashed.
Kwang!
A shockwave that was even worse than the one from before shook the entire area.
Gakun and Nan Gongban,
this was as close as they’d ever come to a fierce battle.
Fiercer, fiercer, fiercer.
The more they clashed, the more they clashed.
Next to the crippling, the most enjoyable thing was watching the fight.
Pang Hyang, who wields a greatsword larger than his own body with his frail body, and the sword prowess of the Taoist, who looks like a cripple and doesn’t seem to have any sense of honor.
Everyone stared at them without looking away.
* * *
“…….”
“Brother! Brother!”
“Uh…….”
“That sister seems to be fighting too well!”
I nodded involuntarily at the voice of the South Palace Wall, Walli.
It’s a saying in the Zhongyuan martial arts world to hide one’s true strength, but that’s more than I thought.
For some reason, my body trembled. I couldn’t forget the fierce gaze that sometimes stared at me.
Especially when the princess, Zhu Yingyoung, was with me, she would stare at me like a ghost. It was so scary.
She didn’t know my speed.
“Brother, what should I do……?”
Walli was scratching my insides with a cheerful face.
What can I do.
I should run away.