The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

In a forest quite far from the battlefield.

Cheon Yerang carefully put Jin Sohyun down.

“Are you okay?”

At Cheon Yerang’s worried question, Jin Sohyun smiled faintly and nodded his head.

“I’m… still alive.”

“That’s a relief.”

While Cheon Yerang was relieved, looking at Jin Sohyun with an affectionate gaze, Cheon Gasung drew the sword that was stuck in his waist.

At his sudden action, Cheon Yerang also became tense and drew her sword.

“Someone has been following us.”

Cheon Gasung stared at the forest, and Cheon Yerang’s Blue Eye pierced through the darkness.

‘They’re here!’

Cheon Yerang lightly struck the hidden weapons that were flying, cutting through the wind, and avoided the blades of the assassins who had suddenly popped out from the darkness and were thrusting their swords.

While Cheon Yerang and Cheon Gasung were dealing with the assassins, Jin Sohyun put the Blood Jade in his bosom, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged.

‘I have to recover my body as quickly as possible.’

He had to fix his broken body from borrowing the natural qi as quickly as possible.

While Jin Sohyun was performing his qi circulation more seriously than ever before, the number of assassins increased even more.

‘They were aiming for Jin Sohyun from the beginning.’

Cheon Gasung noticed that these were assassins who had been waiting for the right time to kill just one person, Jin Sohyun, from the beginning.

Until now, they had not been able to approach because of the seven young martial artists who were protecting Jin Sohyun and Jin Sohyun’s sharp senses, which were more sensitive than a beast’s, but now Jin Sohyun was in a situation where he could not even avoid the blind blade of a third-rate martial artist.

While Cheon Gasung and Cheon Yerang were cutting down the assassins, the assassins who had avoided them and had approached came close to Jin Sohyun.

“I can’t let that happen.”

And at that moment, a group of assassins revealed themselves from the darkness.

They were So Soil and the Silver Shadow Unit, who had been hiding their presence even in the midst of the war, only to protect Jin Sohyun.

The assassins of the Silver Shadow Unit, with the Silver Shadow Unit Leader, So Soil, at the forefront, exchanged blades with the assassins that Ju Cheon had sent.

Changchangchang—!!

The sharp blades of the assassins and the assassins clashed fiercely.

Even during that time, Jin Sohyun focused all his mind and tried to fix his broken body.

Puk—!!

The chilling blades of Cheon Gasung and Cheon Yerang pierced the necks and hearts of the assassins.

Although over thirty assassins had rushed in, they could not even touch Jin Sohyun’s sword tip due to the performance of the two swordsmen with the surname Cheon and the Silver Shadow Unit, including So Soil.

“Phew—! That’s a relief.”

So Soil wiped the blood from his face and looked at Jin Sohyun.

‘That’s!?’

At that moment, So Soil discovered a hideous hand that had been revealed in the darkness.

The murderous hand was very secretive.

If So Soil had not been watching Jin Sohyun, he would not have discovered that murderous hand.

‘No!’

So Soil threw his body, even throwing his sword.

And he threw his body before the murderous hand could touch Jin Sohyun’s body.

“Keuhaak!”

At the strange cry of the murderous hand, which had missed Jin Sohyun in front of its eyes because of So Soil, who had thrown his body, the heads of Cheon Gasung and Cheon Yerang, who were checking if there were any remaining assassins, turned sharply.

“Get lost!”

The one who had appeared, letting out a strange cry, was Dan Mugi.

His palm strike had aimed for Jin Sohyun, but it was blocked by So Soil, who had thrown his body.

Peong—!!

With the explosion of the palm strike, Jin Sohyun opened his eyes.

He instinctively held So Soil in his two arms and retreated.

“Keolleok—!”

“Uncle So!”

“At least like this… the debt…”

The moment So Soil, who was vomiting black blood, lowered his head, Dan Mugi rushed in and reached out to Jin Sohyun.

To block this, Cheon Gasung and Cheon Yerang swung their swords, but Dan Mugi, who had no eyes, read the fighting spirit of the two and nimbly avoided the two blades.

At the same time, he grabbed Jin Sohyun’s chest.

Kwajik—!

His front was torn, and Jin Sohyun rolled on the floor.

In the meantime, Dan Mugi looked at the Blood Jade that was caught in his hand and smiled crookedly.

“Even if the world is covered in darkness… you are the only one I can see clearly.”

Dan Mugi, who had finally gotten his hands on the Blood Jade, laughed loudly, holding the Blood Jade, which was emitting the only red light in the darkness, in his hand.

“Hahahaha! Finally… the Blood Jade is in my hands! In the hands of this Dan Mugi!!”

While Dan Mugi was laughing madly, Cheon Yerang approached and supported Jin Sohyun, and Cheon Gasung gripped his sword again and bit his lip.

‘He’s strong.’

The ghost of the Ming Cult, who he had thought was dead, had appeared, and the Blood Jade was in his hands, the worst situation.

“With this… I will reign over the heavens…”

Peok—!

Dan Mugi’s head flew off.

What had blown his head off was a dark blue palm strike.

“To think that a ghost of the past would talk about the heavens, it’s not even funny.”

Ju Cheon trampled on the dead body of Dan Mugi and reached out to Jin Sohyun.

“Give me that bastard.”

“Heretic Path's Alliance Leader…”

“Yerang! Run away!”

With these words, Cheon Gasung stomped his feet.

His figure advanced at a fast speed and threw a slash at Ju Cheon.

But the blade of Cheon Gasung, who had already gone through numerous fights, was not as sharp as he had thought, and Ju Cheon swung his fist without even giving him a glance.

Kwagagang!!

The fist qi of Ju Cheon, which could crush even steel, broke Cheon Gasung’s sword and struck him.

“Keuak!”

“Big brother!”

The bounced-off Cheon Gasung fell in front of the dead body of Dan Mugi, whose head had burst.

Cheon Yerang aimed her sword at the approaching Ju Cheon, with Jin Sohyun on her back.

Ju Cheon looked at Cheon Yerang and Jin Sohyun, who were blocking him, alternately and stretched out his hands to the left and right.

The members of the Silver Shadow Unit, who had lost their leader and were rushing to protect Jin Sohyun, lost their lives one by one due to Ju Cheon’s palm strike.

At that tremendous power, Cheon Yerang was on the verge of her vision going dark.

Ju Cheon, who had annihilated the Silver Shadow Unit in an instant, caressed his right wrist and said softly.

“The martial world is wrong. In the past… the race called martial artists was no different from a group of parakho. But as the heart method was created and the martial arts using it developed, the martial artists became… killing weapons with a tremendous power that ordinary people could not even imitate.”

Ju Cheon looked at Jin Sohyun with a dry gaze.

“The power you have must be controlled. It should not be possessed by an individual. An uncontrolled sword… takes the lives of innocent people. Just as my mother did.”

Since when was it?

Ju Cheon could not remember his mother’s face.

In his last memory, his mother was running away, bleeding, with Ju Cheon in her arms.

When the assassins had rushed into the Rear King’s Palace, which was an inviolable territory, they had lightly killed the soldiers of the Rear King’s Palace and had thrust their sharp blades.

Ju Cheon’s mother had smiled, trying hard to endure the pain with a blood-stained face.

It must have been to protect the pure heart of the still-innocent Ju Cheon.

His mother had told him.

To survive. To survive somehow.

So Ju Cheon had survived.

He had survived by crawling into a sewer that even the servants were reluctant to walk in.

He had seen the red blood flowing on the sewage that was flowing under his body.

It was the blood that his mother had shed.

On that day when the child had flowed with the mother’s blood.

Ju Cheon had gone to find his older brother, had knelt, and had pleaded.

That he would become a sword for him, so to let him live.

Ju Cheon, who had survived like that and had become the crown prince’s sword, had lived for him, even abandoning his own identity, had eliminated his political enemies, and had executed all those who had made his mother die.

And in that process, he had realized.

That the assassins who had made his mother die were the martial artists from the Central Plains martial world.

Ju Cheon said.

“You are swords without a master, claws, and teeth.”

He glared at Jin Sohyun and Cheon Yerang with eyes full of hatred.

Soon after, Ju Cheon said with a hollow face.

“The martial world… should not have existed in the first place.”

***

“…Keub.”

Cheon Gasung, who had lost consciousness, opened his eyes.

Something wet was touched by his fingertips.

It was the blood that had flowed from Dan Mugi’s body.

And at that moment, Cheon Gasung discovered something that was sucking the blood.

‘The Blood Jade.’

The Blood Jade was sucking the blood.

At that bizarre sight, Cheon Gasung fumbled and gripped the Blood Jade in his hand.

—Swallow me.

“Kkeueuk!!”

The moment he gripped the Blood Jade, a strong will dug into his mind.

That will ate away at Cheon Gasung’s spirit and tempted him with sweet words.

But Cheon Gasung stood up, holding the Blood Jade in his hand.

“Shut up…”

Cheon Gasung raised his eye power and looked at Cheon Yerang, who was fighting Ju Cheon.

Cheon Yerang was fighting hard, swinging the Baekcheon Sword.

But she was also tired from the fight with the Mixed Demon Unit, and Ju Cheon’s strength surpassed hers.

Kwang—!!

A dark blue palm strike and a punch hit Cheon Yerang in succession.

“Heuk!”

Cheon Yerang’s body collapsed.

In between, Ju Cheon walked.

“I will send you to his side soon, so don’t struggle.”

Ju Cheon said this and approached Jin Sohyun.

“You… have a power that is too much for an individual to have. So disappear. Your existence is not needed in this world.”

A blue palm strike formed in the palm of Ju Cheon, who was about to end the story.

“No… that bastard is mine.”

Ju Cheon sharply turned his head in the direction where the voice had come from.

There, Ma Seongun had appeared and had thrown his body.

Although the Blood Jade had disappeared, and blood was constantly flowing from the wound on his abdomen, and his body, which had been hit by the palm strike, was about half-broken, Ma Seongun did not stop.

“Jin Sohyun is mine!!”

As Ma Seongun’s sword fell from above, Cheon Yerang swung her sword in a kneeling position and cut Ju Cheon’s ankle.

“Keuk!”

The moment Ju Cheon’s body lost its balance and staggered, Ma Seongun’s sword fell.

“You persistent bastard.”

Ju Cheon’s fist flicked away Ma Seongun’s sword and then stretched out his hand forward to throw a palm strike.

It was then.

“This is… my gift.”

Cheon Gasung, who had appeared from behind him, placed the Blood Jade in Ju Cheon’s open palm.

At that, Ma Seongun pushed Ju Cheon’s hand, which was holding the Blood Jade, with the hand that was not holding the sword.

‘The Blood Jade?!’

Ju Cheon, who had come to hold the Blood Jade by chance, brought the Blood Jade to his heart by Ma Seongun.

The Blood Jade, which wanted a strong host, dug into Ju Cheon’s heart.

At that moment, a strong shockwave occurred, and Ma Seongun and Cheon Gasung, who were standing around him, were sent flying.

“Kkeueueuk!! Aak!!”

While Ju Cheon, who had begun to assimilate with the Blood Jade, was struggling in pain, Cheon Yerang staggered and stood up.

At that moment, Ma Seongun’s shout was heard.

“To accept the Blood Jade… you have to pay a price… now is the last chance!”

‘Now is the last chance!’

Cheon Yerang, not wanting to miss the last chance, tried to approach Ju Cheon, where a strong shockwave was continuously occurring.

“Young Lady Cheon.”

Jin Sohyun reached out from behind Cheon Yerang.

“Young Master Jin…”

Cheon Yerang, who had read his heart through his eyes, handed her sword to Jin Sohyun.

Jin Sohyun, who had received the sword from her, aimed the Baekcheon Sword, which would be his last flying sword, at Ju Cheon.

“With this… let’s end it.”

Finally, he accepted the qi of all things in heaven and earth with his whole body.

Indescribable qi gathered on the Baekcheon Sword and emitted a bright white light.

“Keuk!”

Jin Sohyun could feel it.

That his dantian could no longer endure and had broken.

But it didn’t matter.

Because this was his last flying sword.

“Heuaaaa!!”

The Baekcheon Sword, which had left Jin Sohyun’s hand, flew at Ju Cheon.

Ju Cheon reached out to the brilliant white light that had come before his eyes.

Beonjjeok—!

With a bright halo, Jin Sohyun’s last flying sword pierced Ju Cheon’s heart.

At the same time, the Blood Jade, which had been split in half, emitted a blood-red light and then soon lost its light and disappeared, becoming a powder.

“Survive…”

Ju Cheon collapsed with his hand stretched out forward.

“Huh… heok…!”

Jin Sohyun, from whom all the qi of his body had been drained, was so precarious that he seemed like he would collapse at any moment. But Jin Sohyun could not collapse.

Because this story was not over yet.

“…Jin Sohyun.”

Ma Seongun staggered and approached, raising his fist.

“This is my… and your… last…”

Jin Sohyun nodded his head and stood in front of Ma Seongun.

Ma Seongun staggered and approached, stretching out his fist at Jin Sohyun’s chest.

Tuk—!

A weak punch that was not even as strong as a child’s fist.

Nevertheless, Ma Seongun smiled pleasantly.

“Finally… I got a hit on you.”

Ma Seongun smiled as if he were satisfied, left a few words, and then slowly collapsed.

Jin Sohyun performed a fist salute to Ma Seongun, who had finally met his death, and then collapsed in his place just like him.

“Aww… I’m tired.”

***

The war called the Righteous-Heretic War quietly came to an end.

For a war that had taken the lives of numerous martial artists, it was a very quiet ending.

The black military force, which had appeared to clean the martial world, silently watched the battlefield, where only the dead bodies remained, and then quietly disappeared, just as they had come.

It could be said to be a great relief for those who had escaped the battlefield through the large hole that Zhuge Suk had made.

A tremendous effort was needed to clean up after the war.

It took a full three months to collect the bodies, and the funerals for the dead continued endlessly.

The Shaolin Temple brought all sorts of spiritual medicines, including the Great Rebirth Pill of the main mountain, and treated the injured.

Thanks to that, many of the injured who should have died were saved.

This was the price for a late realization.

Also, the remaining remnants of the Heretic Path's Alliance, who had barely survived from Ju Cheon, were all captured and beheaded after a persistent pursuit by So Soil, who had returned to the Silver Shadow Unit.

This was the same for the other heretic martial artists who had stood on the heretic path.

The few who had survived had changed their names, identities, and even their faces and had gone into hiding, but they could not sleep properly at night in fear of So Soil, who might come to find them at any time and any place.

And so, the bloody wind that had blown in the martial world passed quietly, as if it had never come.

The existence of the Blood Jade was also quietly buried in the darkness made of silence.

***

In a famous inn in Shaanxi Province, it was bustling with the stories of the gossips about the great war that had occurred in the Central Plains martial world.

At that moment, a man brought up a story.

“You guys! Have you heard that story?”

“What story?”

“The hero of the righteous path, the Flying Heaven Divine Sword, who killed the Blood Demon and the Heretic Path's Alliance Leader and brought back peace to the martial world, has now become a body that cannot use martial arts at all?”

“The Flying Heaven Divine Sword has become a body that cannot use martial arts!?”

“In the process of fighting the Heretic Path's Alliance Leader, his dantian was broken, so he can no longer use martial arts!”

“Huh… what a pity… then can he no longer be called the Flying Heaven Divine Sword?”

“That’s right. So people now call the Flying Heaven Divine Sword this.”

“What?”

The man sitting in the inn smiled broadly.

“The lazy young master of the Jin Clan.”

“The lazy young master of the Jin Clan? Hahaha! You’re saying they call the hero who saved the martial world the lazy young master?”

“That’s what I’m saying. Since he saved the martial world, he’s going to play and eat for the rest of his life, so he’s locked his door and won’t meet anyone, saying not to even come.”

“Well, since he has achieved such a great feat, who can say anything even if he plays and eats for the rest of his life? Hahaha!”

“That’s right! Hahaha! Ugh… I’m going to the outhouse.”

The man, who had been laughing and talking with the people, quietly left the inn and bowed his head in front of two men who were wearing robes.

“I have done as you said, Sect Master.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Wiso nodded his head, handed the man a thick money pouch, and then turned his body.

“It will be hard, but there are still more places to spread the rumor.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

“Haha. With you, Ilgaek, with me, I’m not lonely and it’s good.”

“By the way, is there a need to spread such a rumor?”

At Ilgaek’s question, Wiso raised his head and looked up at the sky.

“If we keep talking like this, someday the heavens will also hear. That in the martial world now… the Flying Heaven Divine Sword does not exist.”

***

Jureureuk—!

Kang Cheon poured wine on the tombstone.

“Congratulations. As you said, our disciple has surpassed the number one under heaven and has become the hero of the martial world.”

“If you had seen this while you were alive, you would have been very happy… it’s a pity.”

“Bieunggaek lived a life worthy of Bieunggaek and left. Perhaps this was the most suitable life for him.”

“I suppose so.”

Oh Yoran, who was caressing Bieunggaek’s tombstone with a longing gaze, turned her body and asked.

“What are you going to do now, Great Master Kang? Our proud disciple says he’s going to be cooped up in his house and be lazy for the rest of his life.”

“I’m thinking of being lazy next to him.”

“Really?”

“Why is that?”

“It’s just… as I get older, the places I haven’t been to yet are lingering before my eyes. I’m also curious about the food I haven’t tried.”

“Go. Don’t you have the time and ability to do so, Mrs. Oh?”

“…”

Oh Yoran sharply turned her body.

“That’s right! I have the time and money, so I don’t know why I didn’t leave earlier! Hmph!”

As Oh Yoran walked away irritably, Kang Cheon scratched his head.

“W-will you… go… together?”

“…Just come quickly. Were you thinking of sending a delicate woman like me alone?”

“You’re not a delicate woman… ah! G-go together!”

Kang Cheon stopped his steps with Oh Yoran and walked leisurely.

Without a destination or a goal.

Just side by side.

***

“Siu! I heard you became the head servant? Congratulations!”

Jin Gahyeon, who had officially taken over the family business and was busy with the affairs of the commercial world, visited her main family after a very long time and met Siu.

“Ahem!”

Siu, who had become the head servant, raised her nose, which had become high along with her position as the head servant, even higher.

“Congratulations.”

Cha Seol, who was with Jin Gahyeon, also offered her congratulations.

“You must have taken good care of the young lady in my place, Seol!?”

“Of course!”

“Yes. Thanks to Seol, the transactions with the clients also ended smoothly. Because no one can lie in front of Seol!”

“Hehehe…”

Cha Seol was learning the affairs of the commercial world with Jin Gahyeon.

Cha Seol’s ability to see through a person’s psychology and inner self, even without using soul-capturing techniques, was becoming a great strength for Jin Gahyeon.

“Oh? Young Master Gongsun also came with you?”

“Even though I look like this, I am the young lady’s escort.”

“Haha…”

Siu looked at Gongsun Cheong with a displeased gaze.

‘He’s reliable, but… as a partner for the young lady… hmm.’

While Gongsun Cheong was being cautious under Siu’s strict gaze, Jin Gahyeon discovered the wide-open annex.

“Why is the door of the annex open?”

After the Righteous-Heretic War had ended, Jin Sohyun had declared this.

—I am now an ordinary lazy person who can’t even do martial arts, so don’t look for me in the future! No one!

With these words, he had been cooped up in the annex and had not come out or opened the door.

The door of the annex would open when his family, such as Jin Seomok, Yu Seoheung, or Jin Gahyeon, came to visit.

Or.

“Ah! Today is that day.”

“That day?”

“Yes! The day Young Lady Cheon comes to visit!”

“Ah, I see.”

“Ah! Big sister Yerang is here!?”

“Yes. Oh? Wait! You, you still haven’t given up?”

“Of course!”

“Give it up. Your opponent is Young Lady Cheon Yerang, who is called the number one beauty in the Central Plains. Besides, behind the young lady is the Martial Alliance Leader, Cheon Yusin!”

“B-but!!”

Having no choice, Siu headed to the annex with Cha Seol.

There, Jin Sohyun and Cheon Yerang were sitting under a tree, leaning on each other’s shoulders, asleep.

“Do you have the courage to get between those two?”

The words ‘a handsome man and a beautiful woman’ were as good as made for the two.

The combination of Jin Sohyun, who was famous for being handsome, and Cheon Yerang, who was called the number one beauty in the Central Plains, was truly dazzling.

“Hiiing…”

While Cha Seol was groaning, a commotion was heard from outside the annex.

“Jin Sohyun!!”

“This voice!?”

Siu perked up her ears and looked back.

‘Another wolf aiming for the young lady has appeared!’

The owner of the voice was Jong Ryeo'ak.

He would visit the Jin Clan once a quarter and request a duel with Jin Sohyun, but he was always ignored.

Although Jong Ryeo'ak always said that he came to have a duel with Jin Sohyun, Siu did not believe it.

‘It must be to see the young lady! This time, I will tell him firmly!’

Siu glared at Jong Ryeo'ak, panting.

But this time, Jong Ryeo'ak was not alone.

Namgung Seoru, Namgung Seong, Moyong Susu, Oh Seolhwa, Hyeok Ugun, Peng Sopyeong, Zhuge Myeong, and all the young martial artists who had formed a connection with Jin Sohyun had come.

Among them was also Cheon Gasung, who had recently officially become the palace lord of the White Moon Palace.

“Oh? What brings you all here?”

“It’s been a while, Young Master Jong.”

At Siu’s question, Jong Ryeo'ak’s face turned red as he received Jin Gahyeon’s greeting, and he stuttered.

“Y-yes! This time, the F-Four Daoist Temple has opened… again… so we came to get Jin Sohyun!”

“Why the young master?”

“Why else? Since Young Master Jin is the hero of the martial world, shouldn’t he say a word for the growing late-stage prospects?”

At Moyong Susu’s explanation, Siu nodded her head.

“Well, we’re thinking of holding a small banquet while we’re at it!”

At Oh Seolhwa’s words, Siu’s eyes sparkled.

“A banquet…! Wait a minute! I’ll go get the young master right now!”

Siu, who had popped into the annex, let out a small scream and then came out of the annex.

Cheon Gasung, who was watching this quietly, frowned and turned his head over the wall.

“Tsk!”

“Th-the young master…”

“What about Young Master Jin?”

At Namgung Seoru’s question, Siu said with a tearful face.

“He ran away!”

“Is it okay to run away like this?”

At Cheon Yerang’s question, Jin Sohyun shrugged his shoulders.

“Otherwise, they’ll keep bothering me.”

Cheon Yerang, who was carrying Jin Sohyun and running, put him down and asked with a serious face.

“Is it okay for me to come?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because… Yerang is… not bothersome.”

“Why?”

“That’s because…”

As Jin Sohyun did not readily give an answer, Cheon Yerang came close and asked again.

“Why am I not bothersome?”

At her persistent question, Jin Sohyun’s face turned bright red.

“Because… I like seeing Yerang.”

At Jin Sohyun’s clumsy confession, Cheon Yerang smiled broadly.

“Me too.”

The two stared at each other and then brought their faces close.

But at that moment, Cheon Gasung’s voice was heard from not so far away.

“Jin Sohyun! Cheon Yerang! Where are you!”

“Heeik! You persistent bastard!”

As Jin Sohyun trembled with a fed-up face, Cheon Yerang held his hand and said, smiling with a face as bright as the full moon and as beautiful as a flower.

“Shall we run away?”

Jin Sohyun also smiled and nodded his head.

“Yes!”

***

“The Peng Family Head has stepped down from his position as the family head and has entered seclusion.”

“Since he tried to kill the hero of the martial world with his own hands, his guilt must be immense.”

Gwak Doyeop, who had nodded his head, raised his cup and moistened his throat.

“By the way, how is the position of the alliance leader?”

“I want to step down already. You take it back, Great Master Gwak.”

“Forget it. I was not as great an alliance leader as you, Alliance Leader.”

At Cheon Yusin’s proposal, Gwak Doyeop refused, making a joke.

Currently, Gwak Doyeop was lending his strength to the Martial Alliance as the former alliance leader and an elder of the Martial Alliance.

Thanks to that, the Internal General Manager, Zhuge Doun, who had been left alone, was gaining great strength.

“Ah, have you also heard the news that the Green Forest has disbanded?”

“Since they became rich after receiving a huge reward, they must not have needed to be bandits anymore.”

“But the one called the General Leader said that once a bandit, always a bandit, and has now established the Blue Forest.”

“What a persistent fellow.”

The Green Forest had disappeared, but in its place, the Blue Forest was born.

Of course, the General Leader was Kang Seopyeong.

Also, the Hao Sect had admitted its past sins and was trying to restore the martial world, which had suffered great scars, by cooperating with the Beggars' Sect.

In the Beggars' Sect, Gu Daepil had retired, and in his place, Gu Yong had taken the position.

Next to such a Gu Yong, a young man called Ryang was always with him, and it is said that he always asks a strange question, ‘When will you keep your promise?’.

The Sichuan Tang Clan, the Emei Sect, and the Qingcheng Sect were accelerating the restoration of their sects with the help of the Martial Alliance.

Since they were the ones who had protected the martial world by directly facing the Blood Demon, there was no need to worry about new disciples.

Gwak Doyeop, who was drinking tea, suddenly turned his head and stared at the window where a bright light was seeping in.

“Another day is passing.”

“That’s right.”

The Yangtze River flows proudly.

As always.

Forever.

***

“The body of Ju Cheon has been properly handed over and disposed of. Also, it is said that the one called the Flying Heaven Divine Sword has lost his martial arts and has now become an ordinary human, but… it would be good to check for yourself.”

A night where the darkness had fallen deep.

In the palace that held the sky, a middle-aged man stroked his chin and closed his eyes.

“No. Let’s stop.”

“But…”

“Ju Cheon was a fellow who never left a word, let alone advice, to me. It has been like that for decades. But… there is one word that such a bastard left me, saying it was a loyal advice.”

The man in the dragon robe looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back and said.

“If he fails, never look at the martial world again. Also, I should be careful of the one who handles the sword.”

The heavens had said.

“Anyway, since they must have found out that I am watching the martial world through this incident, they won’t be able to move easily either. So for now, I just… want to spend time with my younger brother.”

“I will receive your command.”

The man in black disappeared, and the sky, which was left alone, clasped his dry hands.

“Ju Cheon… my younger brother. Go safely. It will be a long journey.”

***

“Is it a failure this time too?”

In the main hall of the Blood Demon Divine Cult, Wija Seong licked his lips in disappointment.

“Ma Seongun was quite a useful sword, but to even lose the Blood Jade.”

He didn’t care about Ma Seongun’s death, but the loss of the Blood Jade was great.

But Wija Seong was not disappointed.

“The years are long, and I have more swords.”

Wija Seong looked at the martial artists of the Poison Sect, who had immediately run away and had preserved their lives when the situation of the war had become unfavorable.

The Poison Sect Leader, Hamgi, had betrayed the Heretic Path's Alliance this time and had saved his life, just as they had betrayed the Ming Cult in the past.

“Now, follow me. Become my sword.”

“Of course.”

Wija Seong, who was looking at the bowing Hamgi with satisfaction, spread his two hands wide.

Although the Blood Demon was dead.

His path was not over yet…

Peokpeok— peok—!!

Flying swords that had flown from somewhere pierced and killed the believers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult and the martial artists of the Poison Sect.

“Heok! Wh-what is it!?”

The speed and power were unusual, so it was impossible to avoid or block.

The surprised Hamgi tried to run away quickly and save his life again this time, but the flying swords, which were armed with a heartless blade, did not miss them and killed them.

“Keok…!”

At the sight of Hamgi, who had died with his heart pierced, Wija Seong’s face turned pale.

“Don’t tell me… Kang Cheon!?”

Wija Seong, who had turned his head in the direction where the flying swords had flown from, discovered dozens of flying swords there.

Those flying swords floated in the air as if they were alive and aimed at Wija Seong.

“How did you get here!?”

At Wija Seong’s shout, someone slowly revealed himself from the darkness.

“Ma Seongun told me before he died. To go to the Blood Demon Divine Cult. That the owner of the Blood Jade would be there.”

“You… you…! I heard you lost your martial arts…!”

The man who had appeared from the darkness.

Jin Sohyun held a flying sword in his right hand and smiled coldly.

“I’m also happy to see you.”

-Thank you for loving until now.