Chapter 124

Five bolts of lightning poured from Bu Eunseol’s fist. It was a trick of the Kung Fu master, Jaycho Kukjeonhonhyo.
Then the masked man’s fingers moved through the air as smoothly as gold.
Bam! Pow!
As the two powerful forces collided head-on, a ripple of force spread out in a continuous stream.
“Is that the power of the human…….”
Nangongyun watched, his mouth agape.
Whenever the two fight, the sky darkens and a furious downpour seems to come from nowhere.
Even the range of power of the laws of law and order was increasingly extended, forcing both sides to retreat dozens of paces.
Bam!
Meanwhile, Boo-Eun-Seol and Bok-Maeyeon fought again.
“Eek.
Every time the masked man’s fingers touched hers, she felt a crushing pressure throughout her body.
Surprisingly, the pore water level of the masked person was similar to that of the swollen tongue that reached the third layer of the semi-polar core method.
“We need to create distance.
Using her inner ball, she pulled the shadows of her reddened nails toward her body.
The masked man thought there was a trick up his sleeve, so he slowed his offense and backed off.
“Now.
Bu Eun-sul took advantage of the opportunity and went for the kill.
The masked man realized Bu Eunseol’s intentions and followed him to the end, blocking his exit.
Self.
However, Bu Eun-sul, who was performing a super-fast stroke, changed her direction in the air and was eventually out of the range of the rules.
“The Divine Law is amazing. I can’t believe you’re able to escape the tricks of the Heavenly Luminary.”
The masked man snorted as he looked at Bu Eunseol, who eventually stepped back.
“But if all you’ve shown is the bottom of the barrel, you’re dead.”
Then, as if preparing for the final blow, the masked man’s body blossomed with a reddish aura.
It’s clear that he’s trying to push his inner ball to the limit and see if he can win.
“There must be a loophole.
Rapid martial arts methods are unsophisticated and limited to change.
Realizing this truth in the confrontation between Zamochang and Zhengtian, Bu Eun-sul controlled his internal breathing to maximize his strength.
Woodduck.
The masked man’s body snaps from his fingers and he is engulfed in a red mist,
Pow!
His body, now a beam of light, closed the distance in an instant and drew a full-body blood draw from Bu Yunxue.
Papapapap!
Eighty-nine claw shadows, powerful enough to crush a mountain.
“It’s inevitable!
Snowflake’s eyes widened.
He realized that he couldn’t take that sudden attack with a straight face right now.
Flash!
At that moment, a beam of darkness shot up his back.
Woof, woof, woof!
With a clang that sounded like a bell being struck, the halberd left its scabbard.
At the same time, inky sword qi struck the eighty-nine zhenyings in the form of a great winged beast.
It was a lifesaver, a mix of rhizomatic swords and reductio ad absurdum herbivory.
Follow me!
The clash of nails and holy sword sent dirt flying in all directions with a loud metallic clang.
Whirling.
A dry breeze swept past the Jincheon Gate, and the shadows of two figures stood in the clearing.
“Ouch!”
Namgungun, who pointed to the masked man, shouted.
“Brother Seol wins!”
The masked man’s three fingers were dripping with red blood.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sharpness of the blade as he struck it repeatedly.
“Projectionist sword?”
The masked man narrowed his eyes as he stared at the hilt, which glowed with a strange brilliance in the sunlight.
“So you’re the one who won the tiebreaker and the political contest.”
‘That’s a lot of work.
Bu Eun-sul wordlessly gripped her sword.
The powerful force of the collision left both Bu Eun-sul and Bok-maen with minor internal injuries.
Despite having the upper hand in this fight, he didn’t look too pleased.
He hadn’t yet mastered the art of kung fu, and he couldn’t defend himself against the masked man’s final attack.
It was not a good feeling…… because it ended up causing the unleashing of the infinite universe.
“Hoo hoo hoo.”
The masked man let out a low chuckle and spoke in a pleased voice.
“To be able to defend against the Jade Blood Demon Beast at your age, you are truly remarkable.”
“Violet Blood Fiend?
The swollen eyes frowned.
Although he knew more about the Wulin school and martial arts than anyone else, he had never heard of a martial artist with that name.
“Continue.”
Bu Eun-sul said coldly.
“Because we haven’t seen the end yet.”
Neither of them were really playing to their strengths.
If Bu Eun-sul can properly utilize the harmony contained in the Infinite Heavenly Flow, she will be able to truly fight the masked man.
Ironclad.
The masked man shook his head as Bu Eunseol raised his saber.
“No, I’m done here.”
The masked man’s gaze was fixed on Qin Tianmen’s camp, not Bu Eunsul’s.
“So you’re admitting defeat?”
Wang Yinhua, who had been watching from afar, asked, and the masked man glanced behind his back, toward Fadomun’s camp.
He nodded slightly.
“Well, that’s kind of it.”
Then the Guandong Army of Fadomunju leaped to his feet and called out to the masked man.
“Then the body has lost this battle, hasn’t it?”
“It can’t be helped. It seems that Qin Tianmen’s luck hasn’t run out yet.”
The masked man looked at Bu Eunseol, who stood tall like a ceiling that had descended from the heavens, and turned around without regret.
“I refuse to admit it!”
Blood welled up in the eyes of the guards.
“The battle is not yet won, so keep fighting!”
“That’s loud.”
“What, what?”
Guan Dokun’s eyes widened as the masked man’s flesh flared.
“What have you been doing, squealing like a pig?”
At that moment, the hairs on Guan Dokun’s body stood on end.
The illusion of a giant monster opening its gigantic mouth behind the masked man’s back.
“Tell the owner of this place to get that shit off……!”
Guandogun tried to shout, but his words were cut off.
Shhh.
The cloaked figure’s outstretched finger touched his heart, and he jerked his head at an angle and suddenly collapsed.
“Ugh!”
With the sound of a pig being gored, Guan Dokun’s heavy body began to roll across the floor.
His eyes were white from the pain and white foam was coming out of his mouth.
It looks like it’s being tortured, like a bunion.
Poof.
Eventually, the agonized Guandogun’s eyes rolled back in his head.
“…….”
At that moment, a deathly silence fell over Padomun’s camp.
No matter how despicable the Guandong army’s character, it is a sect.
I can’t believe you killed that cilantro with a snap of your fingers…….
“Go.”
The masked man and the master walked through the ranks of the paddock and out the door as if nothing had happened.
Countless Padawans watched him closely, but no one stood in his way.
“The body will sail this way.”
After a long moment of silence, the sword master of the Fado Gate, Kang Zhonghuan, stepped forward and spoke to Wang Yinhua.
“And as long as there is a Qin Tian Gate, I will never tread this earth again.”
Wang Inhwa nodded grimly at Kang Jung-hwan’s expression.
The battle was fought in a one-sided surprise by Padomun. It was only right that he should take all the blame.
“You’ve done well, Confucius.”
“Brother Seol. You’re really great, and I’ve come up with some great ideas thanks to you.”
Black Mark and Nanggungun come to Bueunsul’s side to talk,
“Sulsohyo.”
Behind Bu Eun-sul’s back, Wen Guang and Wang Yin-hua stood side by side, both looking thrilled.
“You are the benefactor who saved the text from crisis, accept the old man’s bow.”
When Wang Yin Hua started to bow, Bu Eun Seol quickly stopped him.
“This body is but an indentured servant.”
“How can I express your grace in such words, when the text says…….”
As Wang Yinhua was about to speak, Bu Eunsul turned away.
“Now that I’ve done my job, I’m going home.”
“I’ll give you a banquet in the text; stay a little while and then go.”
“No problem.”
Bu Eun-sul turned away, and Moonlight followed her, saying urgently, “I’m sorry.
“Get paid and go. You’re not going back to the Red Tent anyway, are you?”
Wenguang had a hunch.
That swollen tongue is not a romantic.
And he won’t return to the Red Cliffs once his identity as the winner of the political contest is discovered.
“I didn’t do it because I needed the money.”
With those words, Bu Eunsul turned and walked away, followed by Black Mark and Nangongyun.
Qin Tian Wenzhou and Wen Guang could only stare at the scene with their mouths open.
After leaving Qin Tianmen, Bu Eun-sul and his party traveled out of Shangyang and arrived at a village near An Lake.
“Seol. Let’s get your neck out of the way first.”
They had been marching for days on end in a series of bloody battles, and all they had eaten for days was tasteless dry food and water.
Plus, you’ve been on the offensive all day and night until you get to this town, so you’re exhausted.
“Hmm.”
Looking around, she tries to get into the small cup in front of her.
Namgungun shook his head, a serious expression on his face.
“Have a nice drink tonight, I’ll buy it for you.”
The place Namgungun chose was the largest and most ornate guest house in town.
Settling into a private room in a three-story pavilion, he ordered thirteen different dishes and an expensive bunzhu.
But Black Pyo was hiding in the corner, untouched by food, and Bu Eunseol was sitting still with her arms crossed.
This is because Namgungun’s expression was very serious as he sat down.
“Cuneiform.”
After a long silence, Namgungun poured himself a drink and asked.
“No, should I say sibling now?”
Winner of the Tombstone and the Political Competition. A mysterious adept who killed the Blood Demon Lord of Hellblood.
It was a well-known fact in the moorish world that his name was Buunsul.
“Call it whatever you want.”
Namgungun gulped down the spirits in his glass at Bu Eunseol’s curt reply.
“Since you don’t know your brother’s identity at all, you must be hiding not only his name, but also his appearance.”
“Yes.”
Nangongyun asked Black Mark.
“Audo?”
“Yes.”
Black Mark said to Bu Eunseul, looking determined.
“Do you mind if I show the Southern Palace Confucius my true colors?”
“As you wish.”
With permission granted, Black Mark immediately dismantled his transformation and clasped his hands in front of Nangong Yun.
“Mr. Confucius. Actually, I’m called the Black Mark, the Nangin of the Book of the Tao Te Ching.”
“I see. My brother had the black plague.”
Nodding, he turned to Buunsul.
“Does your brother never show his face?”
“It’s annoying.”
In response to the cold reply, Nan Gongyun’s expression was bitterly sorrowful.
“Still, it’s a sign that they fought with their backs to each other, and it’s not fair to hide their bravery.”
“That’s where the powerhouses are.”
The swollen snowflake filled an empty glass with liquor.
“It’s always good to be as authentic as possible, and to always have a little bit of skill.”
Nangongyun wore a grim expression.
“I’m sure you’re not wrong, but…… I can’t help but feel a little sad.”
Emptying his glass of liquor, Nangyun spoke in a low voice.
“It may be heartless, but it’s not just a place to kill and be killed.”
Bu Eun-sul gulped down her drink, neither confirming nor denying the statement.
It was like being left alone between heaven and earth.
He didn’t know why, but for a moment, Namgungun was able to see Buunsul’s true colors.
‘His character is not cold. It’s just that something happened to make his heart completely frozen.
She was a naturally playful and warm person.
He wanted the world around him, the whole world, to be warm.
“Brother.”
As if deciding something, Namgungun raised the bottle.
He politely refills Buunseol’s glass.
“I’ll have a drink.”
Namgungun then offered his empty cup to Buunseol.
“Can you fill my glass, too?”
It’s too much for a look that asks for a refill.
Staring intently into Nangongyun’s face, Bu Eunseol sighed. She realized what he meant when he said, “Fill my glass.
“I’m just a wanderer.”
“I’ve been rumored to be Sega’s asshole, too.”
Namgungun smiled.
“Vagabonds and bastards, don’t they go together?”
Despite his words, he has the majesty of a lion in his eyes and a regal, commanding air about him.
He had the makings of a hero, even if he disregarded the manners and laws of the world.
“Are you thinking of going back to Sega?”
“Yes.”
Nangongyun politely offered his glass once more.
“Would you mind filling my glass?”
“Do they know who I am and say that?”
“I trust my eyes, and even if you’re a wicked man who’s been judged by all the world…… I’ll trust my brother.”
Bu Eun-sul sighed deeply at Nangongyun’s assurance.
I just wanted to go strong and fight the strongest, but I don’t know why I keep getting hooked.
-Causality is the same as the law of life and death in nature.
Suddenly, the words of Bu Zhan Yang echoed in his ears as he prepared the salts for his guest lover.
-The seed naturally meets the earth and grows into a flower, and the flower naturally meets the rain and wind. That’s how relationships work.
-Like meeting your grandfather?
At Bu Eun-sul’s words, Bu Zhan-yang chuckled and nodded.
-Yes. That’s what it is.
Bu Eun-sul realized.
You can’t stop people from connecting.
It’s a natural…… thing to let it happen.
Ududuk.
At that moment, Bu Eunsul’s face twitched like a wave. At the same time, a brilliant dragon hair was revealed, like sunlight scattered on the surface of the water.
He has unraveled the anaplastic osteotomy and revealed his true colors.
‘That’s the way it’s supposed to be.
At that moment, Nam had an epiphany.
Why Bu Eun-sul has been hiding her dragon hair all this time.
‘If you had shown yourself, you would not have been let go by the palace lord, not by the minor palace lord of the Goddess Palace.
It was a southern nimbus cloud that I thought would not be able to produce a single dragonfly, but the difference between the sun and a firefly is as great as the difference between the sun and a firefly.
“Once you see your brother’s face, you’ll never forget it.”
Swollen by Nangongyun’s praise, Eunseol shook her head.
“Answer.”
He picked up the bottle and filled Nangyun’s glass with liquor.
“Thank you.”
Nangongyun was overjoyed and held out his drink.
“Please feel free to call me Luck from now on.”
He pulled a sharp golden needle from his bosom.
It was a golden decree, a sacred object symbolizing the direct line of the Southern Palace family.
Namgungun smirked.
“If you ever get a chance, you should come to Sega.”
“Sure.”
The horse did so, but Bu Eun-sul shook her head faintly.
I don’t know when I’ll be stopping by Namgungsegae on my unpredictable journey.
But I did realize one thing for sure.
The Southern Cross will propel the family to even greater prominence.