Chapter 2 What are you going to do

Chapter 2 What are you going to do?

A pavilion within the White House.
A middle-aged man in a plain white robe embroidered with a symbol of a large mountain in simple lines on a pure white background exclaimed in delight.
“Really!”
“Yes, sir. I couldn’t believe it when I saw it either.”
The middle-aged man, who was called the General Manager, smiled slightly at the younger Mundo’s words.
“How fortunate, the rumor lord is finally waking up…….”
This is the best news we’ve heard in six months.
Young Mundo’s complexion changed, and when he had finished reporting his business, he placed the poisonous vial on the table.
Immediately, the middle-aged man’s eyes lit up with a fierce glint.
“And this is proof of that?”
“That’s right, first , Confucius gave him first aid, then tied him up and locked him in an empty warehouse.”
“Confucius was a renegade, a traitor, a big, nasty…….”
“The rumor lord has decreed that his disposition will be made clear within the day.”
The middle-aged man nodded and pushed himself to his feet.
“Search the place, too, for you may find something else…… I will hurry to see the rumor lord.”
“Yes, I understand.”
With that, the middle-aged man straightened his hair and walked out of the hall, a look of mixed emotions on his face.
* * *
With a history and tradition of over a hundred years, the Baiyak Gumen was the leading political party in Hunan Province.
However, it has been in decline for thirty years and eventually became an obscure, unrecognized phrase.
All that remains of his legacy is a faded glory.
However, he did not despair and continued to cultivate martial arts in order to revitalize the school.
As a result, he reached the fortieth line and became one of the most prominent swordsmen in the region, earning the title of Hundred Moon Swordsman.
To the Mundos, he was a ray of light in the darkness.
He came out of a long downturn.
But.
One day, he set out alone to meditate, encountered a mysterious beast, and left this world.
And so the White House checkpoint became a setback.
To make matters worse, not long after that incident, the first of the Red Warriors’ disciples, Chu Liuhui, who was the heir to Shi Gongyun’s martial arts, suddenly became a vegetable.
‘I didn’t know that my soul would be resurrected by borrowing that body.’
The new sword, which had become a small iron streamer in Zolji, stared at my reflection in the mirror in one of the boudoirs.
He’s got a pretty good height, and a pretty good brow…… It’s a curious situation for cancer alone.
The unbelievable miracle of reincarnation.
I quickly realized that the memories that had been forced into my head earlier had brought me back to reality, but there was no way to solve the questions that lingered in the back of my mind.
Why on earth did this nonsense happen.
I’ve never prayed to heaven and earth to be reborn as a human…….
Once I realized what was going on, it wasn’t that hard to be human.
It was already imprinted with all the sensations, experiences, and memories of the original owner of the body.
Besides, you yourself have experienced human life indirectly, having passed through the hands of several Absolutes over the course of a thousand years.
It would be even weirder if you came here and didn’t know what you were doing.
One.
To say the least, it felt weird to be in a human body for the first time, and it all felt strangely natural.
It’s like you’re in your own head, but it’s a little bit foreign.
‘Strange. It’s like I used to be a person…….’
Anyway, the adjustment is over.
It’s just a time to get your head out of the clouds.
Chu Liu Heng soon sat up in bed, jaw clenched, and thought back to his last days before he was reincarnated.
At that time, Sa Gongyun visited a nearby valley to meditate in nature, but was killed in vain by a certain Nangin.
And it was won or lost in just a few moves.
‘He hid the extraordinary in the ordinary, but even so, he destroyed me…….’
That’s where all the questions start.
In reality, Shi Gongyun had accidentally acquired the Divine Sword himself more than a decade ago, unaware that he was the greatest and most powerful legendary Divine Soldier of all time.
The reason was simple.
This was because he hadn’t reached a level of mastery in his studies that would allow him to awaken the divine energy within the divine sword and use it.
So it made sense that he was killed for his lack of accomplishment compared to Romain’s overwhelming inaction.
One.
He couldn’t understand why he was broken, apart from the owner’s inaction.
They’ve seen it all over the years.
He faced off against a number of new recruits, including demon swords, spirit swords, and elemental swords.
But I’ve never had a single crack or scratch.
He was more durable than any of his recruits, and his divine power overwhelmed all the forces of the world.
It was the first time I had experienced destruction and annihilation at the same time.
“It’s a mystery.
There’s no way there’s a divine sword that can surpass him…….
It’s unclear whether the sword was broken because of Romain’s fictionalized power or because it was special.
“Or maybe both.
That led naturally to another question.
-The most powerful sword in history is nothing to sneeze at.
It clearly said so.
I can still hear his voice in my head.
How did Nangin know in advance that no one else in his time knew who he was?
In any case, the big question remains, and I have a chance to avenge my defeat through reincarnation.
My goals in life as a human being, not a godsword, were simply summarized.
“I will find him and avenge him!
Yes, this is my revenge, and not for the dead.
Everything else was of no interest to me.
We’ve already seen a thousand years of human life.
There was nothing new or curious about life as a non-Karl.
All he knew was that he had to restore his trampled pride of being the king of the world.
With the thought that this new life would be a failure if I didn’t somehow repay the debt of humiliation…….
Well, for now, we have no clues as to its identity or whereabouts.
Nangyin’s appearance was that of a common traveling swordsman.
He wears a shabby gray robe, a bamboo loincloth so tightly pressed against his face that you can’t see it, and an unadorned, knife-length sword.
Even as he recalled the scene, the only thing that stood out to him was the sheer brute force with which he had defeated the divine swordsman himself.
‘I wish I’d gotten a better look at her face then.
That’s it for the ruminations.
It’s just a waste of mental energy to keep thinking about it.
Now that he was living in the Iron Stream, his goal of revenge was to quickly strengthen his martial arts.
Finding a winner would be time-consuming anyway, but not as time-consuming as the process of rising to the top.
Originally, Chul Ryuhyeon’s qualities were far from genius and talent.
In other words, they made up for their lack of talent with hard work.
In the same way, how many years will you become powerful and how many years will you be able to take revenge with only formal training methods?
“We need to get to the top of the list quickly so we can act as soon as we find him next.
If you can’t, then reincarnation itself is pointless.
In addition to living goals, I also set goals for nothing.
Heavenly horse, sword, sulfur, wireless, blood god.
The most powerful Oyin in the history of the Murim, the only one of its past owners to even communicate spiritually with it.
Since we have no way of knowing Nangin’s exact strength, it would be worthwhile to at least try to match the strength of those five.
Shingum laughed.
No.
A smile tugged at the corners of Chul Ryuhon’s mouth.
“There’s always a way.
Yes, the next number has already been calculated.
In fact, physical qualities didn’t matter at all.
Because.
Because iron trails are no longer the iron trails they once were.
The bowl is the same, but what’s in it has changed.
The Divine Swordsman’s own martial knowledge was among the highest of his time, perhaps even the highest of all time.
I’ve spent a lifetime with the greatest masters of each era, and I’ve naturally mastered the techniques, the countless practical experiences, and the methods of training to reach the highest level of martial arts mastery, all in my head.
They even know the secret locations of the various events, so it’s just a matter of getting the first move right.
Ultimately, it should be strong enough to break his sword and cut off his head.
That’s the perfect revenge.
Suddenly, an intense light flashed in Chulyu Hyeon’s eyes.
“Let’s go there and renovate the flesh!
You have a plan.
All that’s left is to run it.
Just then, I heard what sounded like someone rushing outside the door.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick……!
The sound drew Chul Ryuhyeon’s attention, and just as he turned his head, the lattice doors swung open and a middle-aged man stepped through.
“Rumor Lord!”
He was the current chief of the White House Security Service.
He is thirty-eight years old and his star sign is the White Sword Tiger.
He was Bokshim, a middle-ranking swordsman who represented the Wenzhong family, and whom Wenzhou Shagongyun trusted almost as family during his lifetime.
He was also the one who always treated Chul Ryuhyeon like his own child and gave him support and advice.
If he had to name one subordinate he trusts the most right now, it would be Hyeon.
“Lord of rumors, this can’t be a dream, can it?”
Chul Ryu-hyeon was unimpressed by the cries of delight from the cohort.
“What a dream.”
Then the narrator coldly approached the bed.
“How are you feeling and should you report any unusual symptoms to…….”
“I’m fine, except I woke up feeling a little uncomfortable.”
As mentioned earlier, it refers to things that are private.
Ilsun’s eyes sank heavily.
“Hmm…… I’ve just received the report, and I thought it was because you were so traumatized by Moon’s passing.”
“Did they lock him in the shed?”
“Yes. I’ll interrogate him myself later.”
“Leave it alone.”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to crack his bones again, one by one, and if he’s in pain, he’ll blow it all out on his own.”
Hearing those words, Yi Chae’s eyes lit up.
‘For some reason, your attitude seems to have changed…….’
Originally, Chu Liuhui’s personality was similar to his mentor, Sa Gongyun, and he had never been harsh, but now he felt like a different person.
from the moment they made it look like that.
Of course, who wouldn’t be outraged in a polite situation, but it was still a bit too much for me.
Chului Hsin-Hsin understood his meaning and said.
“It’s natural to feel out of place.”
The whole thing was an embarrassment of riches.
“Did this…… look like a lot, I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize.”
“Ah…… yes.”
“After what happened today, I’m not going to live the same way anymore, so you better get used to it.”
Forget your pre-plantation manners, that’s what it means.
Nimrod nodded, a serious expression on his face.
“I see, Mr. Rumor. But what I’ve been wondering is…… how in the world did you manage to become a cloud traveler?”
“I got lucky. I was unconsciously turned into a dampener.”
The iron currents were sketchy.
If I were to say outright that it was a reincarnation effect, I’d be labeled a lunatic.
“Huh, that…….”
“Somehow, it temporarily strengthened his muscles, allowing Eun to kick his ass.”
“What? When did you learn how to do that again?”
“I learned it from my master a long time ago. It was kind of a top-secret class.”
“…….”
When I told them that I was, they had a hard time stomaching it.
Meanwhile, Chul Ryu-Heon chuckled to himself.
I learned the key to strengthening the muscles based on qigong from the first owner, long ago, not from the actual master.
“My lord, I think it would be best to hold an inauguration ceremony sooner rather than later to set the tone for the rest of the community. I’ll organize it in a few days.”
“No, there’s something I need to do first.”
“What is it?”
“I’ll give you the job of master only after you prove yourself worthy. You must be at least as good as Master, and then everyone will follow you wholeheartedly.”
“Haoh, but that’s a little too early for that…….”
“It won’t take long.”
“Yes?”
“Ten days is enough.”
“…….”
The light of anxiety for Xiao Mingzhu shone in his eyes.
Ten days? No, that doesn’t make sense, is that the after-effects of poisoning?
I don’t care about the fallout, I just want to keep talking.
“So I’m going to go back to my mother’s place and start with the dislocated bones.”
At the same time, the co-op gave me a blank look.
“What, you’re going to…… what?”
“Disarticulated Bone.”
“…….”
The enlightenment of a supreme monk who peels off all the skin of the whole body and rebuilds the skeleton from scratch, that’s called the de-transformation bone…….
This scolded me.
This is usually not a big deal.
I’m afraid you’re not feeling well right now.
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 3(3/552)