Chapter 108

Bu Eun-sul looked at the dead king with a dumbfounded expression.
How can a lightly stretched kwonma chiljeong be cut down by a master like Wang Jung?
“Maybe it’s because I’m from a prestigious family.
Mingmenxue (Mingmen point).
It literally means the gate of life.
The most important of the poisonous veins that oversee all the yang meridians, it regulates all the qi in the body and governs the state of the kidneys and the mind.
In reality, the power of Kung Ma Qixing was so great that it was transmitted to his poisonous veins.
However, Bu Eun-sul mistakenly believed that he was just a victim of the wrong kind of blood.
“Is…… dead?”
Buunsul nodded at Black Mark’s words.
“That’s all settled, let’s get back to work.”
“Woohoo!”
At that moment, Namgungun, the masked man whose blood was subdued, shouted out.
“Woohoo!”
As she watched him shouting at the whale, she snapped her fingers.
Papapap!
With a quick release of the blood dao, the collapsed Namgungun wiped the sweat from his face and stood up.
“Thank you. Thanks to…….”
I clasped my hands together, but before I knew it, the snow was sliding down the canyon.
“Wait, wait!”
Namgungun said, running toward the panting snow.
“Hey, Dean. Let’s talk for a minute.”
When Bu Eun-sul didn’t answer, he spoke again.
“Where are you from?”
“…….”
When Bu Eun-sul didn’t reply, he sidled up to Black Mark this time and shook his head.
“So there’s a boy hero! I’m Nangongyun of the House of Nangong. If you don’t mind, I’d like to make my full name.”
Black Mark scratched his head.
He was a member of the Southern Palace, and since such a man was following him like a solicitor, he was polite enough to say so.
“I, I am only a servant of Confucius.”
“Aha, I see, so where is she from?”
“Our Confucius is the…… Nangin of the Red Cliffs.”
“Nangin?”
“Yes, although I only registered as of yesterday.”
Nangongyun narrowed his eyes.
How could such a young and accomplished master become a martial arts peddler?
“If you were a Nangin of the Red Cliffs, would you…… go back there now?”
When Nangongyun persisted, Bu Eunseol was very annoyed and suddenly unleashed the Divine Law.
“Gong, Confucius!”
As Bu Eunseol swiftly unleashed his Divine Technique, Black Mark quickly rushed over.
He could hear something behind him, but he ignored Black Mark and ran after Buunseol.
The third floor of the Water Palace, the Lord of the Water Palace’s office.
When Boo Eun Seol returned, Dam Yoo Yeon was a little surprised.
A dynasty that has caused countless romantics and adepts to drink their fill. And you’ve managed to kill him in a single trip?
“I thought you were a high-powered recruiter, but…… looks like you have some experience.”
Dam Yoo-yeon knew.
The reason Wang Zheng is so hard to catch is because he’s not only very sharp and shrewd, but he’s also a very experienced master.
She considers Bu Eun-sul to be a romantic who is only strong in martial arts, and she forces him to fight the royal court, which uses all kinds of tricks and traps.
But when I did it quickly and unexpectedly, his face went pale with embarrassment.
“No big deal.”
“That’s great.”
Swallowing a bitter laugh, she grabbed a waist-length purple sash from the table.
“What is this?”
“This is Su Shil, proving that you’re a high-level romantic, and if you go to the window downstairs, you’ll be paid for taking care of the royal family.”
“Okay.”
Bu Eunseol, wearing a susil at her waist, nodded.
“Then give me the next job.”
“You’re going to take care of the next job right away?”
“Yes.”
“You have a very short temper.”
Dam Yoo-yeon smiled strangely.
But then, as if waiting, he pointed to one of the envelopes on the table.
“If so, please take care of this.”
His eyes widened as he looked at the envelope she held out.
“Bo Wen Xinju?”
Bu Eun-sul was well versed in the politics of the country as well as the information of the various factions.
But the treasure of Bo Wen Xin Zhu was something I had never heard of before.
“The Bo Yuan Goddess is not a well-known treasure in the Wulin.”
Dam Yoo-yeon smiled thinly.
“It’s kept in the Shinnyeo Palace, one of the seven great palaces of Murimachi.”
Shrine.
It was one of the Seven Great Secret Temples of Murin, a mystical sect composed of women.
However, the Sinnyeo Palace is a place where outsiders are never allowed to enter, so Bu-eun-sul can’t even approach it.
“You don’t mean to tell me to steal the treasures of the Goddess Palace.”
The Sinnyeo Palace wasn’t part of the Murimchilbae Palace for nothing.
Although the sect is known as a women’s sect, their martial artists are extremely skilled, and their masters have reached the peak of their powers.
No matter how strong the snowflakes are, they can’t break through the Divine Palace alone.
“Can’t be?”
Dam laughs.
“It’s simple to get a Bo Yuan Goddess, you just have to pass the test given by the Goddess Palace.”
Buunsul frowned.
“You’re giving me that stuff just for passing the test?”
“Absolutely, but the exam is quite difficult and it’s hard to get a chance, so no one has gotten a boon share so far.”
“Getting a marble, no matter how hard it is, is that what you call hard work?”
She said with a puzzled look on her face.
“The remuneration alone is a whopping N300,000, so you can see the difficulty just by looking at the amount.”
“I don’t understand. Three hundred thousand RMB would have been enough to buy even the most precious beads?”
“Just holding it for a while clears my skin and smooths out fine lines, which is quite an eye-opener.”
“I can’t believe they’re spending 300,000 to smooth out a wrinkle.
As if she understood what Bu Eun-sul was thinking, Dam Yoo-yeon smiled sweetly.
“People with high status and honor don’t care about the cost; they don’t hesitate to spend money if they think it’s worth it.”
Seeing her melt-in-your-mouth smile, he knew one thing was true.
Dam realized that Yoo-yeon never wanted her to succeed.
“I can see right through you.
But Bu Eun-sul didn’t hesitate to tuck it into her arms and say, “I’m sorry.
“Okay, I’ll take care of it right away.”
A large drinking vessel near the Gathering Place.
Sitting by the window on the second floor, Bu Eun-sul is having lunch with Black Mark.
Black Pyo, who was eating noodles with chopsticks, glanced over at Dilated Snow.
This is because Buunsul hasn’t been happy since receiving the envelope.
“Mr. Confucius.”
Black Pyo cautiously asked Bu Eunseol, who was sipping her drink with a stern face.
“Is the food not to your liking?”
“That’s fine.”
“I see, that’s good.”
Even as he spoke, Black Mark looked at Bu Eunseol once more.
“Confucius doesn’t look happy, I’m wondering if something is wrong.”
“I did.”
Somehow, she was turning her consciousness inward, not outward.
I want to be as strong as I can be.
To do that, he needed to play against someone who was not too strong and not too weak…… who could push him beyond his limits.
As fate would have it, she met Zheng Chen at the Nangyin Market. She sensed that he was more skilled than she was.
If you can take him to the extreme, you can definitely take your game to the next level.
‘To fight him, I do the work of Nangyin Market…….’
In fact, this was out of character for Buunsul.
Whether it was through trickery or sheer force of will, he would have gotten the better of Zheng Tian in short order.
This time, however, Bu Eun-sul is doing his bidding and quietly taking care of business to become an express romantic.
The problem was that he didn’t understand why he was doing this, even to himself.
“I was thinking about it for a minute.”
“Which ones?”
“Zheng Chen, should I provoke him and force him to fight? Or should we continue to take care of this business?”
“I see.”
Iesa nodded as if realizing everything.
“So you’re wondering if you should keep doing this, Confucius?”
“Yes.”
“Why don’t you just get on with your day?”
Black Mark said in a calm voice.
“With your skill and brains, you would have been able to take on Heng Gongfu in a straight fight, but you didn’t.”
“…….”
“I thought it was because Confucius instinctively knew that you can be strong in many ways, not just in head-to-head combat.”
“You can be strong through many things?”
“Yes.”
The black marks were described as liquidation flows.
“I’ve been a romantic since I was a kid, and it’s not just the battles that have made me strong, it’s the different experiences.”
-Isn’t it possible to develop martial arts with the realizations gained from many different experiences?
The black mark is what he wants to say to Bu Eun-sul.
“That could be.”
After hearing Black Mark’s words, Bu Eun-sul’s complicated head was cleared.
You don’t have to stick to combat. You can develop your martial arts by experiencing and solving various problems.
“Hoo hoo hoo.”
Said Bu Eun-sul with a low laugh.
“You sound like a wise old man sometimes.”
“Is that so? I was called old when I was in the same class, too. Hehe.”
Black Mark’s brow furrowed as if he suddenly remembered something.
“By the way, it looks like my hunch was right.”
“What are you talking about?”
“She looked like she didn’t want Confucius to succeed.”
The black marks had already been noticed.
Dam Yoo-yeon, Hydroponics Master. She knows that Bu Eun-sul’s martial arts skills are amazing, so she deliberately gives him tasks that he can’t solve on his own.
“I’m afraid it’s a test. Why don’t you just enter the Goddess Palace carefully and become a liangshangunzi (a polite term for a thief)?”
“Impossible.”
Buunsul shook his head.
“The Goddess Palace is home to masters of not only martial arts but also bronchology. If you go blindly in search of treasures you don’t know where they are, you will either be discovered or imprisoned.”
“Do you think so?”
The black mark slumped his shoulders helplessly.
“There’s another problem. Even if you wanted to take that test, the Divine Maiden Palace doesn’t even accept outsiders at all, does it?”
At that point, a cheerful voice came from somewhere.
“What? You!”
I turned my head and saw a man in a white robe, his face covered with a white cloth, pointing at the swollen tongue.
It was the Southern Geminid Nebula that we had just seen.
“What a coincidence that we meet here again!”
“It must be a coincidence of your own making.”
She sensed that he had been following her relentlessly from Buljeongsan.
It was just following me at a certain distance, and it didn’t seem to have any malicious intent, so I let it go.
“You knew that.”
In response to Bu Eunseol’s cold answer, Namgungwoon coughed in vain.
“You helped me back then and I didn’t even get to say thank you properly, so…….”
“I wasn’t trying to help you, so don’t bother.”
Bu Eunseol started to rise from her seat, but Namgungun stopped her with an open hand.
“Hold on.”
He pointed to his own waist dance and said.
“As of yesterday, I’m also a member of the Red Tent.”
A purple hydrangea hung from his waist.
It was the mark of a high-ranking Nangin of the Red Cliffs, just like Buunsul.
“I passed the test a couple times, and then they gave me this on their own.”
The gaggle of the Southern Palace was indeed different.
Eight generations of people rushing to register a romance that even servants won’t do?
But Buunsul got up as if he wasn’t interested.
“Hold on a second, bro. I still have something to say…….”
“If you have something to say, say it, don’t turn away. Don’t cover your face.”
Namgungun lowered his head as he met Bu Eunseol’s cold gaze.
“I see.”
Sighing, he untied the cloth covering his face.
Did we just cross the line? A handsome young man, barely out of his boyish tee, is revealed.
“Well, due to some circumstances, I’m going out on a solo run…….”
Namgungun said with an embarrassed expression.
“I learned from this. I realized that you don’t get to be a powerhouse just by being a powerhouse, you have to have powerhouse experience.”
Nangongyun said to Bu Eunseol with a serious expression.
“I want my brother to accompany me.”