Chapter 27

Sigh.
More than two dozen people are moving in a group, but there’s not a sound of footsteps or even a hint of movement. Only the occasional fluttering of the hem of their robes could be heard.
The masters dispatched from the ten gates were of various ages, some young, some old, some middle-aged, and some beautiful women.
Their expressions were uniformly calm, as if they had just finished a drink, but there were flashes of light from time to time.
“Then the order of business will be as we decided at the meeting.”
As soon as Bai Zhen Tian finished speaking,
Shhh.
A skinny, long-haired man with a skeletal frame stepped forward from among the forty masters.
“I am the Immortal of the Commanding Gate.”
The boys’ eyes widened.
The skinny man was the master of the commanding gate, and if he stretched out his spear, two lives would surely fall.
It was Bulsa, the division master of the Command Gate, the so-called Grim Reaper of the North.
He swept his eyes over the boys and spoke in a low voice.
“Ying Ho. Come forward.”
Then one of the boys, a very tall and angular man, stepped forward.
“Will you become the master of the commandments?”
“You mean me……?”
The boy, Ying Ho, looked puzzled.
He was a disciple of the Extreme Sword Gate, and he had been cultivating in the Extreme Sword Gate for a long time now, not only in the Hell Dao, but also in the Blood Flame Dao, where he had been cultivating in the Blood Flame Dao’s martial hall.
“I’ve only cultivated the martial arts, not the spear, which is why I chose the Blood Flame Dao’s martial arts school…….”
“You have the conditions to master the Command Spear.”
The Buddhist monk looked down at the Chinese characters and said sullenly.
“Your body and talent are optimized for the spear, and even with such musculature, you have not been able to make a stand.”
The masters of the Ten Doors of Hell had already compiled all the information from the bridges and demons, and had already selected a suitable candidate.
“I am…….”
The Buddhist monk looked down at the embarrassed Englishman and spoke again.
“It’s okay to refuse.”
Taking a deep breath, his eyes flashed.
“I’ll go to the command center.”
“Good. Bring him back.”
Speaking in a low voice to Salgui, the Buddhist monk left the hall, as if his business was done.
“Tsk, tsk. What’s the rush?”
Breaking the long silence in the spirit hall was an old man with a kindly face.
“Mr. Nobu is the paternal patriarch of the Hell-blooded, the Red Night Spirit.”
Instantly, a stifling rush of hot air filled the hall.
With a wave of his hand, he could poison and kill all living beings within thirty zhang, and yet the Man of Poison, Red Yahon, was such a friendly-looking old man?
“Let’s see.”
Red Yahon stretched out the plant, and the boys flinched.
The corners of his mouth quirked up, and he pointed to the boy next to the snowbank.
He stepped forward.
“Are you willing to become a full member of the Hellblood City?”
At that moment, Xie Jinha’s eyebrows twitched.
Ever since he had taken up the sword, he had been called a sword master. He had thought that after passing the three stages, he would naturally become a master of the Hua Wu Sword Gate.
“I’m not even a bloodsucker, and I’m in a hellblood clan that makes poison?
“The most terrifying poison in the world is the poisonous heart.”
Looking at Xie Jinhai’s stern face, the Red Night Horn smirked.
“Even before the Third Pavilion was opened, you used the girl in the main castle’s Mu Pavilion to kill all the cultivators, didn’t you?”
Xie Jinha flinched.
That was something that only Silver Snow Spirit, a disciple from the Five Poisonous Moons, knew about, so how could Red Ya Hon know about it?
“And when the plan failed, after the Third Pavilion began, she was the first to be killed, for fear that the secret would be revealed.”
“No.”
Seo Jin-ha shook his head.
“Eunseoul came up with the plan first, and I just went along with it. And when the Third Pavilion began, she was the one who attacked first.”
“Hoo hoo hoo, I don’t blame you. Being able to kill without hesitation for a purpose is admirable, to say the least. It’s a trait well suited to mastering the poisonous arts of nature.”
Red Yahon smiled wryly.
“As soon as you arrived in the Infernal Realm, you already knew the martial arts and characteristics of the people here, and you took great pleasure in dealing with the hidden faction spies.”
Xu Jin Hai had only wanted to kill the sneaky, sneaky, practitioner-destroying members of the Abominable Sect.
But Red Yahon’s words made him sound like a murderer who took infinite pleasure in killing.
“To use poison, you need a venomous heart that can kill anyone without hesitation. And a brilliant mind.”
He paused for a moment, then grinned again.
“You are the most suitable candidate to become a hell-blooded poisoner.”
“I’m…….”
“You have a talent for the sword? That’s not enough to defeat the martial arts. Only the Chosen are allowed to use swords and knives to bruise the Murim.”
“The Chosen One…….”
At that moment, Seo Jin Ha’s eyes caught sight of Bu Eun Seol’s sideways face.
What he had struggled for ten years to achieve, this young man had reached in just sixty days.
This was incomprehensible to anyone other than the Chosen One of Heaven.
“I can’t reach the peak of the sword?
The life of a loser does not suit him.
After a long, long pause, he bit his lip and nodded.
“I’ll go to Hellblood Castle.”
“Well thought out.”
The Red Yahon bared his fangs and laughed murderously.
He nodded to Salgui and disappeared, taking Seo Jinha with him.
“Now for the text.”
At that moment, a man with eyes as cold and still as the glaciers of the North Sea stepped forward.
“I am the Great Revolutionary of the Huayu Sword Gate.”
Sword Demon Wei Hyuk-gun
The current first swordsman of the Hua Wu Sword Gate, a disciple of the former master of the Hua Wu Sword Gate, Xin Baiqing.
The boys shuddered slightly at the prospect of seeing the master of the sword that resounded throughout the center, and when the moment came for the announcement of the entire Hua Wu Sword Gate.
-Who will be the next master of the Hua Wu Sword Gate?
To be chosen by the Hua Wu Sword Gate is to prove that you have the greatest talent here, and to become a Master of the First Sword Gate.
“You.”
At that moment, Wei Hyuk’s finger pointed at the boy standing next to Seo Jin Ha.
It was Bu Eunseol.
“Bu Eunseol.”
The corner of Wei Hyuk-gun’s mouth lifted slightly as he stared at Bu Eunseol.
“Congratulations.”
He didn’t even ask her if she wanted to become a warrior.
It was natural to enter the moment you were chosen. To become a master of the Hua Wu Sword Gate was to have the highest chance of becoming a martial arts master.
“Not only did Master Qin speak highly of you, but even Elder Dan praised you, and you even learned the Qin Divine Technique from Master Chen?”
“That’s right.”
Wei Hyuk looked favorably at Bu Eunsun, who had become his immediate predecessor.
“I look forward to your future accomplishments.”
“Thank you.”
“The depths of the text are immeasurable, so work hard.”
Wei Hyuk smiled and lightly turned around.
Suddenly, a low voice rang out from behind him.
“I won’t be going to the Hua Wu checkpoint.”
Wei Hyuk-gun turned around at Bu Eun-sul’s sudden words and stopped in his tracks.
“What did you just say?”
Wei Hyuk-gun’s voice, which had always been gentle, turned murderous.
“What did I hear wrong?”
“I won’t go to the Hwau checkpoint.”
As Bu Eunsul’s resolute voice rang out again, a blizzard seemed to rage inside the manor.
“You’re going to refuse to become a full member of the main body?”
“I heard earlier that you might refuse.”
Wei Hyuk sincerely doubted his ears.
Turbuck.
An intangible aura spread out from Wei Hyuk-kun’s eyes as he walked in front of Bu Eun-sul.
In an instant, Bu Eunseol felt a painful sensation as if her flesh was being torn into hundreds or thousands of pieces.
Formless Qi.
An aura that was said to only be unleashed by those of the Eighth Generation, who were supposed to overlook the Martial Forest.
“…….”
The boy, Bai Zhen Tian, and the other demons inside the spirit palace were shaken by the unexpected turn of events.
After a long silence, Wei Hyuk’s mouth opened again.
“Is there somewhere else you want to go?”
“Yes.”
“Hahaha…….”
Wei Hyuk suddenly burst out in a low laugh.
“Hahahahaha!”
The sound of his laughter, which contained a magnificent inner strength, made all the boys stagger.
Bu Eunseol felt dizzy to the point of blurring her vision, but she managed to keep her eyes open.
Thud.
After stopping laughing, Weehyuk asked in a chilling voice.
“That’s right. Where do you want to go?”
“I’m…….”
Taking a deep breath, Buunseol pushed his lower stomach and said.
“I’m going to Nangyagak.”
As Bu Eun-sul’s voice echoed through the hall, a man with disheveled hair and a heavy sword holstered near his hip blinked.
He was Dan Qing, the ringleader of the Nangya Pavilion.
“You’re coming to Bone Angle?”
Dan Qing asked, and Bu Eun-sul nodded.
“That’s right.”
Dan Qing, who had been standing in a daze, revealed a strange smile.
“I refuse to become a full member of the Hua Wu Sword, the so-called First Martial Master, and come to the main hall…….”
Letting out a long, languid breath, Dan Qing stared at Feng Shui’s face.
His cold, still pupils seemed to be engraved with a blazing flame.
“Good eyes.
Even a Buddhist monk who had practiced for a long time would find his composure shattered.
Just looking at them caused a tiny crack in Dan Qing’s immovable heart.
If that lazy bastard can rave about it, I’m sure he’s right…….
The sword art of the Hua Wu Sword Gate can be mastered by those who are chosen by the heavens.
However, Nangyagak’s martial arts could only be mastered by those who could survive hundreds or thousands of battles.
“You won’t regret it.”
In response to Dan Qing’s words, Bu Eunsul said with an unwavering gaze.
“I don’t even have time for regrets.”
There was nothing false about it.
Ever since Bu Zhanyang’s horrific death, he had never had the luxury of feeling regret.
“I don’t even have time for regrets…….”
Suddenly, Dan Qing’s eyes narrowed.
It was a description that really hit home.
“You have a swollen liver.”
At that moment, a cold voice rang out, causing the entire Ying Ma Hall to freeze. It was the voice of the sword master.
“I chose you from the text, and now you want to go to Nangya Pavilion?”
At the same time, the intangible energy from his body surged like an angry wave towards Bu Eunseol.
“You’re trying to defeat the text.”
Wei Hyuk’s faintly glowing eyes darkened,
Jurrrrr.
The faint glow of Wei Hyuk-gun’s eyes intensified, and he yelped.
“This is the…… first sword of the Mado.
In Mado, the most skilled swordsman in the family is given the title of ‘sword horse’.
And Wei Hyuk-gun was a terrifying swordsman, considered to be the best among all the sword horses in history.
In a fit of rage, he inflicted internal injuries on Bu Eunseol with nothing more than his intangible momentum.
“Brother Wei.”
With a languid voice, Dan Qing stood in front of Bu Eunseol.