Chapter 83

The meeting of the Heavenly Sword Council was being held in Ziyang, a small town a short distance from Sichuan City.
There are many famous Buddhist sites such as Boguksa Temple and Wongakdong, as well as ancient ruins such as Taegeukgotjin and Seonhakkan.
As such, it was a favorite gathering place not only for the Zhengfa foresters, but also for the masters of the inter-zhengshi region, as well as for tourists.
Squeal.
As you enter the city, you see a huge crowd of people.
Frozen Snow’s eyes deepened as he looked around, guided by the spirit of Yu Hua.
“Similar and different.
Bu Eun-sul’s strongest year was near Dongjeong Lake in Honam.
Like Ziyang, there were many visitors from all over the mountainous border.
But in reality, it was a place where the factions of the political parties, the Mado, and the factions of the Saffa were competing for power, so there was a murderous atmosphere.
But nourishment is different.
It was noisy and lively, and there seemed to be more armed warriors than tourists.
That said, it also proved to be a place of frequent arguments.
“Uh-huh, that’s a lot of people.”
If only you’d hurry up, Yuhua’s spirit is going deeper and deeper into the gutter.
“Yu Daehyup. Didn’t you say that the meeting is held at Geumjeongsan Mountain?”
At the questioning of the lesser black marks, the spirit of Yu Hua bared his white teeth.
“If you’re in Sichuan, you must drink gum nam chun.”
“It’s gum namchun, you can drink it anywhere in Sichuan, right?”
At Black Mark’s answer, Yu Hua Ling was deeply disturbed.
“Even if it’s gum nam chun, not all gum nam chun is the same. The gum nam chun sold at Xiao Bai Lu in Zhayang has the right flavor.”
He drew the black and white marks as if he were the governor of Xiao Bai Lu.
“Come, come, come, let me show you what Sichuan silk is.”
It was time for lunch, and the tables and benches were packed with people everywhere.
But Sobaeklu was quiet.
He was a high-class diner who would charge thirty or more for a simple dish.
“Welcome!”
The envoy of Xiao Bai Lu quickly led the group to a window seat with a good view as they entered.
“Uh-oh. I think this place is too expensive.”
Black Mark whispered as he looked around, and the oil painted spirit slapped the table and chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I’m not much of a martial artist, but I have plenty of money.”
Then he started barking orders at Jumsoi.
“Bring me five bottles of Gum Nam Chun, and five of the best dishes in town. The sweet liquor should be served in large glasses, and the peppers should be good.”
“Got it!”
“Take it.”
As Yuehua flung the large silverware downward, Jumsoi lowered his head so that his nose touched the ground.
“Thank you, I’ll get the drinks up as soon as I can.”
After wiping the table clean with a dishcloth, Jumsoi returned with five jugs of fragrant aroma.
It was Gum Nam Chun, the silk of Sichuan.
“Apparently you’re new to Sichuan, aren’t you?”
Bu Eun-sul replied to Yoo Hwa-ryeong’s question in a nonchalant manner.
“Yes.”
“Hahaha, great.”
“What went well?”
“There’s been a lot of wind in Sichuan lately.”
The ghost whispered in a low voice, as if it were sharing very important information.
“Gumgak alone has produced a great master, and the long-obscure Tang family has sent its direct descendants into the powerhouse.”
Pouring a full glass of liquor into the swollen snow and black marks, he spoke in a low voice.
“Recently, Liu Linyu, the Red-faced Blood Sword, defeated the South Heavenly Peak, which was once called Sichuan’s First Heavenly Peak. Since then, unarmed behavior has suddenly become popular in Sichuan.”
Yu Hualing said as he poured himself a drink.
“That’s why Sichuan has attracted so many masters and masters of the art. Sooner or later, I will introduce you to them.”
“Never mind.”
“Why?”
“Not interested.”
Bu Eun-sul was not interested in befriending the uninhabited.
“Well, it’s none of my business, but if you’re going to eat at the big boys’ table, you’ve got to make friends with the big names.”
“…….”
“If you have a good relationship with people, you can get advanced information, and you can get their help.”
Yuhua sighed and said in a whisper.
“There is no such thing as a lone wolf in the forest.”
There are no two ways about it.
The words had multiple meanings. But Bu Eun-sul only glared as if to deny the words.
“Hmmm.”
The atmosphere grew chilly, and the coughing apparition spoke again.
“Isn’t this Heavenly Sword Hall alone a place that was painstakingly created by senior swordsmen who felt the limitations of their unrivaled strength? Hahaha!”
I chuckled, thinking I’d made a good joke.
“Come on, let’s have a drink first!”
Black Mark, who had been listening, smirked bitterly.
If Bu Eun-sul were a normal person, this advice would be completely out of character for him.
Originally, Bu Eun-sul was a pillar of Mado and a former member of the Mado Ten Doors Nangya Pavilion called the Ten Heavens.
With such a powerful background behind him, it’s hard to imagine that he would even be able to meet someone who could relate to Bu Eun-sul based on status alone.
“What you need to get out of a warlord is not friendship, but a good weapon.”
Taking a long gulp of her drink, she shook her head.
“A weapon can defend against the danger in front of you, what’s the point of making friends?”
“Hahaha. If weaponry stops danger in its tracks, friendship eliminates conflict.”
At Yu Huairong’s answer, Bu Eunsul nodded coolly and said.
“Then try blocking it.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“Authors.”
In the corner where Bu Eun-sul had pointed, three hideous men sat.
And they were looking down at her with a very greedy expression. To be precise, their gazes were fixed on the heavy sword she wore on her back.
“Mmm.”
Yuhua Spirit swallowed hard.
While there are many good swords in the Wulin, it is rare to find a sword with a blackened scabbard and entire hilt.
Stripped of its rust, the dark sword exudes a mysterious dark glow from its scabbard, drawing the attention of the greedy.
“I can’t help it.”
Just as Yu Hua Ling was about to rise from his seat, a very fat man from the opposite group approached Bu Eun-sul and arrogantly asked, “What are you doing?
“I am He Nam-yeol, the third of the Yezhong Three Families.”
“Oh, I’m…….”
Yu Hua Ling clasped his hands together and stood up, but Fatty ignored him and asked Bu Eunseul.
“You’re the winner of that political contest, aren’t you?”
The fat man’s gaze remained fixed on the saber behind Bu Eunseol’s back.
“Yes.”
The corner of his mouth twitched up as Bu Eunseul replied.
“But the rumor is that you didn’t win the political contest, you colluded with Dong Pyo-seo to rig the competition.”
After the political convention, there were some strange rumors.
The winner, Bu Eun Seol, has stolen the sword from Dong Pyo Seorang.
This rumor was given credence by the fact that the top two favorites, Moo Samrang and Yang Myung, both abstained from the tournament in favor of Bu Eunsul.
This rumor even caused some masters who witnessed it in person to doubt the authenticity of Bu Eun-sul’s victory over the Great Master and the Seo Wen-kung.
“There are always rumors like this. The real sword was stolen by Dong Pyo Seo, and the winner was given a fake one.”
Heo Nam-yeol smirked as Bu Eun-sul stared at him wordlessly.
“I’m a pretty good swordsman, and if you don’t mind, I’d like to appraise your sword for you.”
Bu Eun-sul didn’t even answer.
To the uninitiated, a weapon is like a life. It was rude and ignorant to ask someone to show you a weapon unless the owner asked.
“Don’t worry. I’ll just take a look and give it back.”
Bu Eun-sul didn’t even answer, just raised her glass.
“You’re so arrogant, you don’t even pretend to listen when he’s talking so nicely.”
He slowly showed his true colors.
“Or is it because this body is talking too good to be true, or is it because it’s recommending something bad?”
“Hey, look. Brother. Don’t do that, listen to me.”
When he blatantly threatened her, she stood up from her seat.
“This body belongs to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it has been used by many heroes of Sichuan and…….”
Tang.
At that moment, Buunsul laid down the martial sword he was carrying on his back on the table.
The scabbard reflected the sunlight streaming in from the window, giving off a strange glow. It was a great divine sword that didn’t even require emotion.
“You want to appraise a sword?”
Bu Eun-sul smiled uncharacteristically thinly.
“Good. If you can.”
“Hoo hoo hoo. Now you’re making sense.”
Heo Nam-yeol thought that Bu Eun-sul was intimidated by him and smirked.
“Don’t worry. I’m really good with a sword, so it’s not a bad chance.”
The mood seemed to lighten, but Black Mark swallowed nervously.
I know that when the swollen eyes are facing a fight, they clear up and smile like a spring breeze.
Unfortunately, Heo didn’t know that.
“Let’s see…….”
As he approaches the table, he reaches out,
“Ouch!”
A pitiful scream echoed through the room.
Heo Nam-yeol’s hand was suddenly lying on the floor, severed from the wrist.
“Ugh.”
He stared at his fallen wrist in disbelief.
I couldn’t even see when or how he drew his sword, not even the usual glow of his sword, no sign of it.
What was more surprising was that the divine sword on the table was now strapped to Buunsul’s back.
“That guy!”
The first and second members of the Ye Zhong Sam Young jumped out of their seats.
“How dare you try to commit murder in broad daylight!”
As they rushed out, weapons drawn, Buunsul snorted.
“Ye Zhongxiang, it’s funny you should say that.”
And the two men were dumb with honey.
Their real nickname was not Ye Zhong Sam Ying, but Ye Zhong Sam Gui. He was the mastermind of all kinds of bad things in Sichuan.
They had done many bad things over the decades, but no one knew their true colors because they were so brave and hid their sins.
However, Bu Eun-sul, who was active in the Gusal band, was well informed about the hidden evil people, one of whom was Ye Zhong-samgui.
“You always have three hands at once.”
Bu Eun-sul looked at Heo Nam-yeol, who had returned to the group with his arm still clutched in a fist.
“It’s a long story, so let’s just say it all at once.”
“You’re impatient!”
Ye Zhongxiang was able to hide his true identity because he was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also skilled in poison and memorization.
They quickly sprinkled poison and memorization in their bosom, as if to deal with the swelling.
“You’re here……!”
But their words didn’t last.
A red line of blood was drawn on Ye Zhongshuang’s neck as he poured out poison and memorization.
Garra! Garra! Chwaak!
The flying memorization plummeted to the floor, splattering blood everywhere. At that moment, a scream echoed through the room.
-Ahhh!
Bu Eun-sul left the room as if nothing had happened.
Black Mark followed after him, as if the figure was familiar, but Yu Hua Ling stood there, mouth agape.
“Even the most evil of men…….”
As he looked at the three dead bodies, he regained his composure and shouted after Bu Eun-sul.
“What do you do when you’re paying for a bunch of stuff?”
Bu Eun-sul, who had stopped walking, said coldly.
“Ye Zhongxing are a bunch of losers with no hope of rehabilitation.”
Ye Zhongshanggui’s notoriety is such that he has even been visited by the spirit of Yuhua.
But even so, Bu Eun-sul’s behavior was unacceptable.
“All they did to you was ask you to show them your sword.”
“Do you really think so?”
Of course not. Ye Zhongxing would have coveted Bu Eunsul’s silken sword and would have tried to steal it somehow.
What angers Yu Hua’s spirit is that Bu Eun-sul’s martial arts prowess is so high, yet he has been so relentless in his punishment of the wicked.
“Even the lives of the wicked are not to be taken lightly.”
“I am not an immortal monk. If I don’t give them a hundred worker bees, there will be many who will try to steal the sword.”
Bu Eun-sul spoke as if nothing had happened.
“Of course, this will happen three or four times over the course of the day before word gets out.”
“Are you going to kill me again?”
“Do you think there are other options?”
After sighing deeply, Yu Huaqing spoke in a majestic voice.
“If you are a wicked man who believes only in martial power and disregards human life, then you cannot accompany me!”
In response to Yu Hualing’s remark, Bu Eunseol only smiled coldly.
“Do as you please.”
“Huh?”
“You were the one who wanted company.”
And then I stood up and walked away.
After staring blankly at the back of Buunseol’s head as he slowly exited the room, Yu Hwa-ryeong came to his senses.
“No, wait!”