Chapter 23 The Judgment Is Yours

At Chu Liuhui’s expressionless reaction, Namgung Sanglin scratched the back of his head in amusement.
“As you may have noticed, …… has had a rough go of it in the past and has fallen into disrepute.”
“It’s nowhere to be found.”
A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Nangong Shanglin’s lips as Iron Liu Heng’s words hit the bone.
“Yes…… that’s right.”
Even though he was blunt, he didn’t take offense.
Because I’m far more grateful for today’s work than anything else.
It was also…… because it was an undeniable reality.
Still, the pride of being from the Namgung clan was a pillar of support and a driving force in his life.
Originally, the Namgungse family was one of the most prestigious martial families in the martial kingdom.
Since ancient times, there have been many families with ascended martial artists throughout the Zheng Clan, and the ones with the longest history and tradition are called the Seven Great Families.
One of them was Nam Gung-se, a sword family representing Anhui Province.
The family’s founder, the Namgong Emperor, had a great legacy in the form of the Single Gate Martial Art of the Great Sword of Heaven.
As if to prove it, the subsequent generations of clansmen who inherited the Yue Sword School’s core discipline have, without exception, risen to prominence as powerhouses in the upper echelons of the Martial Arts.
The Namgung family has been around for over two hundred years, having produced countless top-notch master clansmen, including the patriarch of each era.
Over the years, it has weathered all kinds of storms, but it has always remained steadfast, like a solid wall of iron.
Therefore, no one at the time could have imagined the defeat and decline of the Southern Palace family.
But then it really happened.
Exactly eleven years ago, they were literally scattered in the face of an unknown enemy.
Many of his immediate and extended family members were killed, including the patriarch of the family.
The entire palace, Mugo, and others were burned to ashes in the Chapter, and the inherited treasures and various elixirs were also destroyed.
And that was just overnight.
At the time, there were only about two hundred survivors of the Namgungse family.
Nearly a quarter of the total force was slaughtered by the powerful males and females of an unknown enemy.
It was a downward spiral of despair.
With all of the core adepts and major powerhouses who had followed Gaiju having passed on, and the entirety of the non-secretary ranks, including the Changcheon Great Sword Technique, having been burned to the ground, the organization had become unable to continue its existence.
The other six vassals, whose reputations were on par with Namgungse’s, could not turn a blind eye, so they declared that their enemies must be exterminated, and for more than a year, they conducted a massive manhunt.
However, most of them were superficial and limited, and the results were inevitably lackluster.
In the meantime, the Namgungse family was torn apart by feuds among its own kin and faded into the background of history.
The mysterious foe had disappeared from sight after the night raid, and as a result, he had fallen out of favor with the public, and was now only mentioned in passing by the occasional nobleman.
Suddenly, Chul-ryu-hyeon saw a face and remembered the past.
Southern Palace.
Formerly the founding patriarch of the Southern Palace Family, he was known by his nickname, Spear and Sword Saint.
The Southern Emperor had once possessed a sword himself, the Sword of the Gods.
I spent about seven years with him.
We couldn’t be together anymore.
This is because it has changed hands.
The Southern Palace Emperor was the pinnacle swordsman of the most powerful faction, but one day he was challenged by a demon, and after fifty seconds of fighting, he fell to his knees.
That public duel was a no-holds-barred affair from the start.
So it changed hands.
Paradoxically, the Southern Emperor’s defeat only enhanced his stature, as fewer than five people at the time survived more than fifty seconds of Mine’s devastating swordplay.
Later, he would go down in history as one of the few absolutes to have ever lived.
He was Blood God, a legendary loser who ranks right up there with the likes of Heavenly Horse, Sword Emperor, Saber King, and Wireless.
I’m familiar with iron currents.
What a feat it was to last fifty seconds against the freakish force of the Blood God.
The Hana Namgungse family is now defunct, and its exploits have faded with the passage of time.
“This kid lost his parents, so it’s obvious why he’s here.
Reconstruction of Namgungsega.
It’s clear that this is part of a long-term plan to revitalize the family name and ensure that the martial arts of the founding patriarch of the family do not fade away.
With that thought, Chul Ryuheon asked a question.
“How old are you?”
“I’m twenty-two years old.”
“As far as I know, the Southern Palace has a deficit of two.”
“Yes, I have a younger brother who is one year older, but he didn’t want to carry on the family business and became a soldier. We haven’t seen each other in over three years.”
“So you’re a dirtbag?”
Suddenly, Nangong Shanglin’s expression darkened slightly.
“Yes. At first, I was entrusted to the Mo Yongxue family, who were very close to the main family, but they saw through me, and now I’ve moved to the Hyungjuban family, and I’ve been helped in many ways by my aunt and uncle there…… In fact, I took on this job because of their request.”
“Did you put a condition?”
“He promised me that if I succeeded, he’d give me some of the money I needed to become independent.”
The iron currents have already been felt.
That the other person is still living under a rock.
“Seeing that you haven’t let go of the threads of hope, you must have memorized the nine chapters of the Great Sword of Chang Tian, the most important part of rebuilding the family.”
“Yes, my father taught me many years ago. However, due to my lack of study, I have yet to implement it all with my sword.”
A flicker of recognition flashed across Chulleuhin’s eyes, and then it was gone.
‘If you’ve already memorized the entirety of the Chang Tian Great Sword Technique at the age of eleven, then the patriarch must have held that quality in high regard during his lifetime. The Southern Palace Family usually doesn’t teach their heirs the rest of the essence until they’re sixteen.”
As a member of the leading Moon Bee aristocracy within the Zheng Clan, he seemed to be born with an extraordinary talent.
Given the right environment, it has the potential to fulfill its potential and shine just as brightly as the gajus before it.
Suddenly, Chulhyeon hands him something.
“Take it.”
A scabbard engraved with a black dragon.
It was specially crafted by the former Ascended Sword Dragon Fahon to hold the Soy Sauce Sword.
Namgung Sanglin looked puzzled when he saw that.
“Why is this suddenly……?”
“Your sword is about the same size as mine, so you shouldn’t have any trouble using it. Throw away that old scabbard.”
“No, it looks like a valuable scabbard at first glance, how could I…….”
“There’s money left over, we can make new ones. Just use it. You can sell it. It’s an expensive material, so it’s probably good for the bottom line.”
Chu Liuhui’s words made Nan Gongsanglin’s curiosity piqued.
What is an author?
Are you the heir to the richest man in the world?
At that moment, Chu Liuhui said in a nonchalant tone as if he had read his mind.
“I am the new gatekeeper of the White House Gate, the iron stain.”
At the same time, a small ripple appeared above Nangong Shanglin’s pupils.
“……!”
It was unexpected.
A swordsman from the fallen faction of the Mumen.
Although Chulryuhyeon was not a famous martial artist, he was not unknown to me, as I had heard of him becoming a vegetable one day.
It was a mystery to me.
When did he recover and start being active?
What kind of overwhelming force did he unleash in the face of the famous swordsman Tang Lang Twins?
As if that weren’t enough, there’s money left over from the White House checkpoint?
Did you dig in the ground and find gold and silver treasure?
The whole thing didn’t live up to the hype at all.
It’s hard to convince the party of the South Korean government…….
However, Chul Ryu-hyeon’s demeanor seemed to indicate that he wasn’t exaggerating.
As he told himself earlier, he’s far from a liar, wreaking havoc and clearing out his enemies without getting hurt.
He opened his mouth, ignoring the iron stain.
“Judging by your reaction, you’ve heard my name at least once before. Now, let’s get back to work, because I don’t want to be bothered by a coffin full of people.”
He trailed off into the distance like the wind, afraid to finish his sentence.
Nangong Shanglin struggled to suppress his embarrassment as he made his way to the North Hall, the residence of Zhao Zhongneng.
After a while.
The iron streak reappeared in the training grounds with several large crates and a couple of ledgers.
It was a ledger of various poisonous drugs and smuggling transactions kept in the underground chambers of the Tang Langmu.
It was intentionally taken out so that it would be easy to find when the coffin crew arrived.
“Okay, that’s it.”
At that moment, Nangong Shanglin came to his side with an exquisite light art, and his face lit up.
“I finally found what I was looking for, thank you again!”
He holds out a tattered booklet.
“Oh, by the way, I found this while rummaging through Cho Wonju’s room.”
It was a lost relic of the Chilgui Party, a sectarian faction in Jiangxi Province decades ago.
Ironclaw clutched the booklet with a faint smile.
“You’ve brought Chapter down on yourself with this.”
“Is the unscented lung troupe you mentioned earlier……?”
“Yes, the poison pill I made according to the booklet. It turned me into a vegetable.”
Chu Liuhui tossed the Seven Poisonous Defense Scroll onto the crate.
“I have to leave now, so I won’t bore you with the details.”
“Okay, I know I can’t do it right now, but I’ll make it up to you at…… later.”
“If you don’t want to be seen, if you’re tired of being seen, come to the main door anytime.”
“Yes?”
“With my help, you’ll be able to rebuild your family more quickly, and you’ll be able to restore the rest of the major swordsmanship that’s already been practiced.”
“Well, what’s that……!”
Nangong Shanglin’s eyes shook violently, as if there had been an earthquake.
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Atop Xin Feng’s back, Iron Liu Heng took the reins.
“Believe it or not, the judgment is yours.”
Immediately afterward, a gust of wind blew in with a loud bang, and he disappeared out of Tang Langmu.
Doo-doo-doo-doo…… Doo-doo-doo-doo……
Namgung Sanglin stood and stared in the direction he had left.
“What did he just say……?
No matter how hard I try to understand it, I can’t.
He looked away and replaced the hilt of his sword.
ironcuck-.
The gap in the scabbard fit his sword just right, and it didn’t feel loose at all.
‘Chul Ryu Hyeon…… is a curious character. From what I’ve heard, he was neither a genius nor a man of letters, and all the rumors of…… courtesy were in vain.
Yes.
What he had witnessed today was far beyond the abilities of any genius or technique he currently knew.
I couldn’t simply see it as a category of competent budding prosecutors.
It was reminiscent of the Hunan Five Day Festival of the time, the Thundercloud Sword Gong Wei Zhiyiam.
Also, Chul-ryu-hyeon acted like a boss from the first time I saw him, but it was strangely natural.
That feeling is even stronger now that I’ve seen the ageless Muyu.
“Hmmm…… I wonder if there’s some secret story behind the distribution of the mu rim.
He’s holding an orchid to his chest.
Curiosity to know more about the man behind the man.
But for now, we need to finish what we started.
‘We’ll visit the White House some other time. In any case, I will never forget this gift.
That’s when I saw the bright lights coming from the other side of the collapsed fence, approaching in groups.
“There, there!”
“Looks like a big mess from a distance, doesn’t it?”
“Let’s go!”
The number of emergency responders.
Pod!
Kicking the ground, Nan Gongsanglin immediately executed a breakthrough move and leapt over the opposite wall.