Chapter 129 See You Again

After a while.
Tak.
Emptying his plate, Chulhyeon put down his chopsticks and pushed himself upright.
At that moment, the owner of the dumpling shop walked over and smiled.
“Did you enjoy it?”
He nodded and took out the money.
chirp
Salt sacs on the dining room table.
I’m guessing it’s about a hundred pennies.
“Huh? What is it?
As his master stood there dumbfounded, Chuliuhon strode briskly to the doorway as if he had finished his calculations.
“Billion! Now, wait a minute…… customer, customer, is this the price of food? It’s too much for that…….”
Without a backward glance, Hai Liuhui rushed out of the dumpling house and jumped onto Xin Feng’s back.
“Let’s go.”
“Customer, customer!”
The owner of the salt sack scrambled to his feet, but Chulyu Hyeon raced down the street with the new wind.
stranded……
The sound of hooves galloping off down the road before you have a chance to stop.
The owner stared, and then muttered something incoherent.
“Hmm, you must have a lot of money to spare, despite the way you dress. How can someone so young…….”
Meanwhile, the tsunami came to a halt as it reached the mouth of a busy street in the center of Tokyo, where the main stadium, a guest house, a bookstore, and a pharmacy are located.
“That’s the place.
Beyond the bustling street frontage of people out enjoying the evening, I see a building standing tall with all its Chapters brightly lit.
Advanced Jurdah.
Xiangdong was the longtime name of the capital city.
Also.
That giant, five-story-high batting cage was one of the mainstays of Taipei’s nightlife.
Standing on the ground, Chu Liuhui immediately tugged lightly on Xin Feng’s reins and strode toward them.
If you’ve got the money, spend it, and if you’ve just broken the mold of no-holds-barred, …… deserves to be able to do the same.
Whatever.
Chul Ryu Hyeon’s voice crackled with the thought.
“Debts are meant to be paid.”
I wonder how he’ll look when he sees me, the rumored resident of the outfield.
* * *
Same time.
Outside of the Hyungsan Sect, on the western watchtower, Gong Yue stood alone in contemplation, the light of the setting sun in her eyes.
‘I have to tell you, …….’
Yesterday, he passed his promotion review and secured his dream job as a one-on-one apprentice.
But I was a little embarrassed.
As I unleashed a series of Ascension Sword moves that I finally understood, I panicked when I got stuck, but then I got some unexpected help.
It was an iron curtain.
In other words, he got a unanimous pass because he was able to sneak in an operational solution in the preamble.
So today I was going to come clean with him.
I am very grateful to you for accepting me as your youngest disciple, but if there is any shame in my conscience, you are right to revoke my credentials, and I will gladly comply with any disposition you make. …….
Then.
He stood on the watchtower to see when the Heavenly Martial Arts Dojo appeared.
Hearing this, Gong Yue turned her head in Chapter’s direction, and soon nodded yes with a heavy expression.
“Long…… are you here?”
He waved his hand in the air, and the room erupted in laughter.
“What is troubling you so deeply, the teachings of the Iron Gate?”
“……!”
“Don’t be surprised. The iron gate has spoken.”
“Oh…… you did.”
“You didn’t do it by sheer force of will.”
Gong Yue dropped his head, his expression darkening even more as the Heavenly Martial Master stepped closer.
“I apologize. I should have told you sooner…… my lust and greed for my protégé ended up making me an asshole.”
“I understand.”
“I can’t guarantee there will be another big opportunity like this in the future, but I’m going to work even harder to make sure I don’t become the next …….”
“Yes, as the youngest disciple of this body should know.”
“Yes……?”
“Heh, heh. Why, did you think I was going to disqualify you?”
“That, that…….”
“Iron Wenzhou said, “I gave you a piece of Hundred Year Ginseng, but when I checked you for promotion, you didn’t take it.”
“…….”
“If you had taken it, you would have been able to push through the blockage with your own strength, but you refused to take the easy way out. That’s why the iron gate helped you. Your mindset is unique, and somehow resembles your old self before you became a vegetable.”
“Ah…… such…….”
“The reason I scheduled the promotion review to take you on as my youngest disciple is because I was drawn to your personality, so don’t let this bother you. Hehehe.”
Gong Yue’s voice rose in excitement as the Heavenly Martial Master let out a benevolent laugh.
“Thank you! Long story!”
“Iron Wenzhou’s personality has completely changed now, but perhaps when I evaluated you that way, I meant to tell you to grow and not lose your true character.”
Chen Mu Dao looked up at the sky, which was soon turning red.
“Do you have a particular death in mind?”
“None.”
“Okay, I’ll give you a new name. White Forest. It means to be as unspoiled as the white forest, and to uphold the noble code of the monk.”
“I really like ……. Long story.”
“Heheh. From now on, you shall formally call me Master.”
“Yes, Master!”
Thus, Gong Yue, the Second Great Disciple, became the First Great Disciple and the bottom of the Heavenly Martial Arts Dojo’s enemy line, Bai Lin.
‘And…… thank you, iron gatekeeper.’
Bai Lin cautiously asked what he had been wondering.
“Master, how strong has the iron gate become? I’ve heard that you went to Jin’er Station and achieved a breakthrough…….”
“This was not his first performance; he had already gained one before he came to this gate, a performance that would shake the whole of the Murim Sect.”
“……!”
Bai Lin looked very curious.
But Chen Mu Dojo was tight-lipped.
“You’ll know when the time is right.”
“Um…… yes. I won’t ask any more questions.”
“You’ll be hearing about the White House vetting soon enough, because they’re going to start sorting things out right away…….”
Bai Lin’s eyes lit up in an instant.
“Clean up the sequence?
That sounds like something.
Chen Mu Dao stroked his long beard and turned to face Xin Xing.
‘With the presence of the Iron Gate, the Bai’an Gate has become the rising sun, not the setting moon. Now the entire Hunan region will be stirred up. Hehehe.’
* * *
About a year ago, Chul was invited to a meeting.
The event was organized to bring together the late exponents of the ten political factions, including the White House, to socialize and compare martial arts.
The head of the council was the great disciple of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and one of the most prominent martial artists in the region.
He was twenty-four years old at the time, and by the time he was eighteen, he had already earned the title of “Blue Cloud Sword,” and his sword skills were said to be so outstanding that he had few opponents among swordsmen his age.
Moreover, his master, Qingcheng Sword Gate, was a member of the Honam Five Moon Festival, and he wore a halo that made his name highly prized.
He was a budding powerhouse who was so far outside the general category of martial artists that he was reputed to be comparable to Honam Omujeol, the famous Amyeong liquor, Myeongbu Gumcha Jegyeom.
Someone pointed to the Cheongnyeok Seolpan Bridge and raved about it, saying it would be the next Omusae.
Chul Ryu-Heon attended the meeting with his priest, Eun Sa-Eul.
I wasn’t too keen on that.
He was suspicious of the leader of the gathering, the Blue Scarlet Sword Sect, and his followers, the Late Stage Sect.
Hana told him to go there and face it head-on, even if it meant being humiliated.
So I made up my mind and went there.
The late exponents of the nine martial arts, excluding the Bai Xiaochun, were over thirty in number, and none of them were weaker than Chu Liuhui or Eunuch.
As it turns out, the invitation to the White House was just a diversion.
Seolpangyo had only invited Chulyu Hyeon and Eunsar to confirm his high status and to show that he was a big man who cared about the late exploits of a fallen place.
The disregard and domination of the powerful over the powerless…… was nothing more, nothing less.
As the meeting came to a close, the Seolpanggyo gang played a blatant prank that left a trail of iron stains.
-I’m sorry to hear that, Iron Sword Lord, your name is Red Warrior, but you don’t even have a single sword. It seems that the White House Sword Gate is difficult. I’d like to help, but it’s a bit awkward to hand over money…… Oh, of course, I can give it to you, but wouldn’t it look like I’m just looking for a place to hang out? Hmph.
-Oh my God, what are those clothes? I’ve never seen anything so old. You’re not quite right for us. Ohhhhh, I’m kidding, look how red you are.
-I brought some fabric as a souvenir of the meeting, and you can take the whole thing with you when you leave, because we don’t really need it.
-Would you like to dance with me while you’re here? Oh, yeah, sure. Let’s not use one hand because of the difference in skill, ahahahaha.
Likewise, four famous martial artists, including Qing Shui Sword Shen Panqiao, led the way in shaming the Iron Liuhui.
It was a lonely seat.
Swords hurt people’s bodies, but words hurt people’s hearts.
Sometimes it hurts more.
None of the thirty or so Late Exponents of the Order of the Sun had anything against the actions of the Seolpang Church.
Conformity, submission…… was human nature and habit.
Everyone just stared at the Seolpanggyo gang and didn’t dare to say anything bitter.
Because when the will of the majority gathers, the will of the minority is rejected.
The bullying of the powerful and their followers was terrifying.
At that time, Eul’s enemy was busy groveling and making excuses.
They acted as if they were trying to get through to their connections somehow through a polite meeting.
However, Chul Ryu Hyeon stood his ground, echoing my master’s great teaching in his mind.
-They say that everything in the world begins with a plan, is accomplished by hard work, and is ruined by arrogance. You know that saying? They say that humility is the most difficult virtue to acquire, but I have received it from my master, and it is engraved on my heart, so that I may envy you. The haves and have-nots…… Are they limited to riches? If you are not rich in heart, you are also among the have-nots.
Iron Liu Hsin did the same with words, striking the bones of those who despised him.
Shame arose in the hearts of the Seppankyo gang when they heard the words of their opponents.
The day.
The Seppankyo gang was determined to humiliate Chuliuhyeon with their secret weapon.
I broke his ribs with a series of insistent remarks, and at the end of the meeting, all four of us hurled insults at him.
-Iron rumor, that hurts, doesn’t it? Again, it wasn’t intentional. By the way, …… this is too much of a level difference, and I don’t think you can hang out with us in the future.
-Uh-oh, look at that blood splatter on my expensive shoes. I didn’t think I’d get a nosebleed from just one punch, iron fist. So where else am I going to get into a fight with someone else?
-You’re not taking the cloth? Yes or no? Well, if you don’t have the ability, you should have the pride.
-Eight, I’m not in the mood today, …… I’m gonna figure out what’s up and what’s not up, man. I’m not a dog that comes when called.
Relatives
Chul Ryuhyeon smirked to himself as he stopped in front of the plate.
“Hoo, you humans who follow the mainstream…… will be the mainstream as of today, so you can keep your heads down.
With Xinfeng tied to his side, he walked through the five-colored drapery at the main gate and stepped inside.
Immediately after.
The chatter is deafening.
Chullehorn’s eyes soon settled on the most ornate table in the hallway of the first floor space.
There is.
Looks like.
Blue Sword Snow Bridge.
A force that shapes the course of the Great Dao here, a master disciple of the Qingtian Sword Gate, and an arrogant bastard who once insulted the original owner of this body…….
One.
As the saying goes, it’s market day, and the four of them are sitting together.
Maybe today is the day we’re supposed to get together.
It’s a win-win, or should I say, a win-four.
They happened to be all together, so I didn’t have to go looking for them.
Chul Ryu Hyeon soon walked over expressionlessly and plopped down in the empty chair at the ornate table.
At the same time, everyone’s eyes, including Seolpangyo’s, are focused on the opponent’s face.
“What?”
“No, you’re…….”
“Iron rumor liquor……?”
After everyone’s surprised reactions, Cheol Ryuhyeon picked up the empty glass and set it down in front of him.
“Pour me a drink.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 130 (130 of 552)