Chapter 12

Grasp!
At that moment, a spray of blood flew from the area around Bu Eunseol’s shoulder blade.
The fierce rotational force of the sword’s tip had sliced through the flesh near his shoulder blade.
“Haap!”
The wound was so severe that an ordinary human would have screamed in pain, but Bu Eunseol continued to perform his sword techniques with aplomb.
‘A little more…….’
Raising her beast, Bu Eunseol brought her face closer to control the spinning sword.
Whirlwind.
The slashing blades cut his cheeks and forehead, but he didn’t care, instead spinning his body and sword even faster.
“Just a little faster!
Once again, his legs began to spin as he stretched out in full force.
The rotational force traveled from his waist to his shoulders, arms, and fingertips.
Whirr, whirr, whirr.
Spinning as fiercely as a spinning top, Bu Eunseol thrust her iron sword forward with all her might.
Boom!
In the next instant, an intense gust of wind rushed out, completely shattering one of the walls of the martial hall.
Kurrrrr.
Along with the dust, the iron hardwood, which was said to be harder than iron, was torn apart like a sheet of paper, and Bu Eunseol dropped to one knee, her sword trembling.
“Mmph.”
Chen Yunguang grunted, and Bu Eunsul struggled to her feet.
“I’m sorry.”
Staggering to her feet, Bu Eunseol picked up the iron sword from the floor.
“Let me try again.”
A gleam of blood appeared in his eyes.
He would never stop practicing swordsmanship, even if he had to cut off all the flesh on his body.
“Stop!”
For four days, not a single day went by that this situation didn’t repeat itself.
Tired of Bu Eunsul’s venom and tenacity, Tian Yunguang threw up his hands.
“You can stop now.”
“But…….”
“It’s enough. It seems that you have already mastered the Hua Wu Thunderbolt Sword.”
There were two reasons why Bu Eunseol was so terribly wounded.
The first was her inability to control the sword with the delicacy and precision of her own hand.
“The Hua Wu Thunderbolt Sword requires a quick rotation of the body to alternate between the swift and the long sword. In addition, all herbivores are designed to spin their swords around their bodies, making them unusable in combat.”
Chen Yunguang narrowed his eyes at the blood-soaked and breathing heavily.
“Yet you want to use all of your sword techniques in combat.”
Reason two.
Because Bu Eunsun put life and sharpness into all of her herbs, as if she was dealing with an enemy.
“Like he’s trying to kill someone.”
Breathing heavily, Bu Eun-sul replied, her face pale.
“Isn’t that what sword arts are for?”
“Is it to harbor a killing blade?”
“Not now.”
“Not now?”
Biting her lip for a moment, a sharp light flashed in her eyes.
“Not now, I just want to survive.”
“Hmph.”
After a moment of silence, Chen Yunguang nodded heavily.
“You said that there was a lone survivor in the Jieguan Sect, and it was you.”
Among the cultivators in the Infernal Realm, only Bu Eunsul knew the weight of the name ‘Ten Demon Warriors’.
“Name.”
For the first time, Tian Yunguang was curious about the name of a cultivator.
“Your name.”
“Bu Eunsul.”
“Good.”
Everything is good.
Due to his cultivation of the Beast Dao, he had excellent senses and reflexes.
He also has an uncanny talent for turning ordinary blades into razor-sharp edges.
Though his body was skinny, his legs were steady as if the sky could fall on them, and his eyes burned like a sun frozen in time.
Above all, he has an unwavering determination to achieve kendo no matter what.
“In my lifetime, when will I ever meet such a tax exemption master again?
A hot feeling suddenly flared up in Chen Yunguang’s heart.
He didn’t just want to pass on the Hua Wu Thunderbolt Sword because of the sect’s orders, he wanted to truly pass on the sword art he had realized.
“Mm.”
After a moment of clouding his eyes, Chen Yunguang opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.
“You’re about to take the wrong path.”
He looked down at Bu Eunsul’s pursed lips, then spoke again.
“You need to be naturally strong in order to master the martial arts. But it can be a great hindrance to mastering the sword arts of the text.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The Hua Wu Sword is deep and subtle, comparable to the martial arts of Shaolin. This is partly because it encompasses all of the sword disciplines scattered throughout the martial arts, but also because it has abandoned the killing sword that is rooted in the martial arts.”
Life and death.
Bu Eunsul didn’t know the difference. Chen Yunguang must have sensed that, because he began to explain the sword again.
“Do you know why the sword is called the cure-all?”
Feng Shui had an idea, but he shook his head.
“I don’t know.”
“It’s because a sword can express the change and sharpness of all military equipment with a single blade.”
Chen Yunguang spoke again.
“What is the supremacy of the sword? The text says that in order to attain the highest and most exalted level, he abandoned the fleshly sword that ends the lives of his enemies, and pursued the supreme way of the sword.”
Chen Yunguang said solemnly.
“If you can’t erase the burning killing spirit in your heart, you will eventually create a martial art that harms your own body. Just like the uncontrollable Hua Wu Thunderbolt Sword.”
There was a self-help smile on his face.
Perhaps he was speaking to himself.
“In the past, and even now, this crown was a killing machine. He was not afraid of anything, and he cut down everything in sight.”
His expression was impassive, but his eyes flashed with pain and anguish.
“As a result, my status, honor, and even my martial arts skills have fallen to the level of the lower realms.”
As a young man, Chen Yunguang had been considered the next master of the Huayu Sword Gate.
However, he was unable to control his anger and killing intentions, and was forced to settle for the position of danju.
“The flesh sword seems to lead you to infinite heights, but in reality, it is like an obstacle on an endless road. You must abandon killing in the future.”
Was it because he spoke of his past? Chen Yunguang’s eyes, which had always been as sharp as the tip of a sword, softened slightly.
Bu Eun-sul, who had been listening in silence, had a question.
-“The Murimans don’t like to talk about their past.
In the past, my grandfather, Bu Zhanyang, told me this.
In all the years I’ve been watching over the guests, the ones I’ve seen the most are the ones who hide their identity.
-Why do they deny the past?
Bu Zhan Yang smiled bitterly at Bu Eunseol’s question and said.
-Because the past of all sword-wielding warriors is stained with sorrow and misfortune.
At the time, Bu Eunseol didn’t understand what he was saying.
However, when he saw Tian Yunguang’s anguish as he recounted his past, he suddenly understood.
‘All martial artists who live with a sword…… are filled with bitterness and misery…….’
It could have been the story of Bu Eunseol’s future life with a sword.
“Why are you telling me this?
Sau and Qin Zheng also passed on the martial arts from the bottom of their hearts, but they didn’t talk about their own past.
But why would Tianyun Guang, who was more cold and full of life, talk about his past?
“Why are you telling me this?”
I asked with a puzzled expression, and Chen Yunguang answered after a long silence.
“I told you, the main cusp also harbored a killing sword.”
It was a dishonest answer.
Your tenacity has ignited my fire. I can’t tell you that I’ve been dying to see how strong you’d become.
“And now, you have a big problem.”
Chen Yunguang’s eyes burned as he looked at Bu Eunsun.
“Even if you were to go to the upper echelon now, you wouldn’t be able to properly master the Hua Wu Sword.”
“Why……?”
“You have too little martial foundation.”
Chen Yunguang could see through Bu Eunsun’s condition.
Although he possessed great sense, tenacity, and sparkling talent, he had no true cultivation and had not learned the basics of martial arts.
“Your competitors have been practicing martial arts since childhood. The gap between you and them will be even wider once you’ve mastered the Hua Wu Sword in the upper echelons.”
Chen Yunguang’s tone was stern, like he was teaching a student.
“In order to catch up with the gap, you must quickly master the Ascension Martial Art, so that you can lay the foundation for mastering the Fire Sword Art.”
Thrumming.
Drawing the greatsword at his waist, Chen Yunguang spoke in a low voice.
“From now on, I’m going to teach you the Art of Lightning.”
The Lightningless Sword.
It was a unique sword technique that Chen Yunguang had created.
Although it couldn’t match the depth and power of the Hua Wu Sword, it was the perfect way to capture its killing and destructive power.
Chen Yunguang made a name for himself in the martial arts world with this method, and it was this method that prevented him from becoming a master of the Hua Wu Sword.
The Hua Wu Sword should be a raindrop of fire that burns away all martial arts. But the Lightning Blade is a sharp killing blade, like a flash of light.
“Thank you.”
Bu Eunsul cupped her hands together to show her appreciation, and Chen Yunguang waved them away.
“You don’t need to thank me. This method will probably ruin you.”
Chen Yunguang said with a serious expression.
“If you fail in your attempt to master the Lightning Bomb, your ten fingers could be blown off.”
Chen Yunguang pointed to his right hand, which had been smoking calmly the whole time.
“I lost all the nerves in my fingers when I failed to master the lightning bolt, so I use my left hand to wield the sword.”
Only then did Bu Eunsul realize why Chen Yunguang had always worn an ordinary longsword on his back.
Carrying a sword on his right side would be a sign that he had mastered the left-handed sword.
“All living beings must find something that suits their personality, and I have created the best killing style for this body in my later years…….”
Looking down at his hands, Chen Yunguang revealed a pained expression.
“This sword style is just as difficult as the Hua Wu Sword, and even more difficult to control than the Hua Wu Thunderbolt Sword. If you can’t quickly comprehend and master the gist of the Ascension Martial Technique and the sword techniques…….”
After pausing for a moment, Tian Yunguang spoke in a sullen voice.
“You won’t become a high ranking officer, you might even become a cripple who can’t use both arms.”
While the Hua Wu Sword was a ten thousand sword that encompassed all swordsmanship, the Zhen Lun Moxiang Style was a killing sword that caused great killing intent.
In the end, even a sword master like Chen Yunguang could not escape the killing sword.
“In the end, the ultimate goal of a killing sword is to slash the enemy and slash myself…….”
However, Bu Eunsul’s eyes never wavered.
Even though she was well-versed in the human body and possessed great talent, she was still a novice who had only just mastered the martial arts.
It would be impossible for him to master the Hua Wu Sword Technique, the best sword technique in the world, without adventure.
“Still, you’ll learn the art from me.”
“I will.”
It doesn’t matter.
No matter if his hand is shattered or both arms are missing.
He always made medicine for his weak body, carried him up and put him to bed day and night.
Even when others pointed fingers at her, she always hugged her warmly…….
Grandpa, if I could get rid of the beast that killed Miss Bu Zhan, I would have sacrificed her soul, not her arms.