Dark and Light Martial Emperor Chapter 465

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Episode 465

Get Dark (5)

“Hmm?”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes lit up.

Ssssss.

Where he looked, there was a young man sitting cross-legged.

‘What about that young man?’

The young man wearing a pure white military uniform had fairly short hair. However, the appearance did not feel very manly or impressive.

Rather, it was closer to a soft impression. The sight of him closing his eyes and breathing slowly looked so peaceful.

A sword was placed on the young man’s legs. The sheathed sword was a long sword commonly seen everywhere.

‘…Hmm.’

The look in Mo Yong-woo’s eyes as he looked at the sword was quite meaningful.

‘It’s not an ordinary sword.’

On the outside, it was an ordinary long sword. In reality, it would have been an ordinary long sword.

But not now.

Something that Yeonho-jeong didn’t even feel. Something that only a prosecutor can feel.

‘To me it may be an ordinary sword, but in my master’s hands it will boast as much power as any other treasured sword.’

Mo Yong-woo couldn’t help but be impressed.

‘A soul is put into an ordinary sword. That’s not something you want to include. By sharing the joys and sorrows of death, you are naturally filled with spiritual energy.’

It was then.

“who are you?”

the young man asked, his eyes still closed.

Mo Yong-woo cleared his throat.

“I’m sorry. “I guess I interrupted your meditation.”

Slurp.

Yeon Ji-pyeong, a young man who opened his eyes, smiled and stood up.

“I wasn’t really meditating. “If I had been immersed in meditation, I wouldn’t have even known the commander was here.”

“is it?”

Yeon Ji-pyeong, carrying a sword on his belt, attacked Mo Yong-woo.

“This is Yeonjipyeong.”

“Ah yes. “Haven’t we talked a few times?”

“I did.”

A strange elegance can be seen in the calm voice.

An unexpected light appeared on Mo Yong-woo’s face.

‘It’s different from Yeonje.’

It would be an understatement to say that his temperament was completely different from that of Yeon Ho-jeong.

Well, who else could have a temperament similar to Yeon Ho-jeong? Moreover, considering the power and dignity of Yeonwi, Yeonhojeong was rather special.

“Do you know anything? “What is my relationship with algebra?”

Yeon Ji-pyeong nodded.

“I heard that my older brother treats you as an older brother in private.”

Mo Yong-woo quenched his appetite.

“Well, I say he’s my brother, but it’s a bit different from what you usually think. In fact, it’s almost like we became sworn brothers because I begged you to do so.”

“I see.”

“So, you too, treat me comfortably. “If you are Yeonje’s younger brother, you are also my younger brother.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong lowered his head.

“I will treat you as my older brother from now on.”

Mo Yong-woo waved his hand.

“There is no need to take you. “I’m just asking you to take it easy.”

“All right.”

It was a plain tone.

Mo Yong-woo looked at Yeon Ji-pyeong with a new look on his face.

‘Was he this kind of kid?’

The first time he properly recognized Yeonjipyeong was when he went on a campaign to Guangdong.

I had seen him a few times before, but at that time, Yeon Ji-pyeong gave off the impression that he was almost a madman. The sight of him driving a horse without washing himself properly and constantly muttering something difficult to understand was truly foreign.

‘Was it a penance to gain enlightenment?’

I knew it. Why did Yeonjipyeong become like that?

I just didn’t pay much attention to it. If you are an unmanned prosecutor, you are bound to go through such times. Escaping from such asceticism was entirely up to oneself and was not a problem that could be solved with help from the side.

However, looking at it this way, it seems that such penance brought great enlightenment to Yeon Ji-pyeong. Before martial arts, the person itself seemed much larger than before.

Mo Yong-woo said with a smile.

“The Yeon family is truly amazing.”

“yes?”

“Like Hojeong, Jipyeong, don’t you show an attitude that doesn’t suit your age?”

“That’s too much praise. “I can’t even reach your feet.”

“Don’t think like that. We live in martial arts, but martial arts is not everything. From the looks of it, it looks like he has realized the power of a still sword, but that is a state that not even Gojeong has been able to reach.”

“There is no need for you to reach the level of the sword.”

“That is correct. What I mean is, we’re all pursuing different things, and it’s not about who is better.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong smiled.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

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He probably already knows it himself. It was just a humble remark.

Mo Yong-woo also knew Yeon Ji-pyeong’s humility. I just wanted to let you know that excessive humility can sometimes be a problem in this harsh world.

“By the way, your sword is not an ordinary sword.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong’s eyes lit up.

“Do you see it that way?”

“You have a lot of soul. “If I were to use it, it would be just an ordinary sword, but in your hands, it would be just as good as any other treasured sword.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong said with a surprised face.

“You recognize that.”

Mo Yong-wu tapped the Tangma sword.

“I’m also a prosecutor.”

“It may be a process of gaining different realizations, but Brother Moyong seems to have realized a lot.”

“That’s too much praise. “It was a long way away.”

Mo Yong-woo, who was quietly smiling, stroked his chin.

“I heard you and Hojeong shared a lot of times. However, the martial arts I learned and mastered were different, so I have never properly experienced Yeonga’s martial arts.”

Mo Yong-woo held the sword.

“How is it? “My younger brother doesn’t seem to be able to sleep either. Would you mind sharing your hand?”

Yeon Ji-pyeong lowered his head.

“It is an honour.”

“Good. Shall we get started right away?”

“However, I have not yet properly repaired my sword. I’m not afraid that brother Moyong won’t be able to accept it, but if I’m going to do it, I want to show it properly. So, why don’t we postpone this meeting until three days later?”

“Hoo.”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“That’s good too. “I, too, would like to see all of your studies.”

“Thank you for waiting.”

“What is gratitude? “If that is also a learning experience, then I am even more grateful to you for agreeing to join me.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong knew that Mo Yong-woo’s words were sincere.

So I was impressed. This is because it is not easy for a strong person to learn something from a weak person rather than themselves.

At least in terms of his attitude toward martial arts, he is a person who has a lot to learn. Yeon Ji-pyeong thought so.

Is that why? Yeon Ji-pyeong suddenly became curious.

“Perhaps.”

“hmm?”

“You said that you and my older brother often danced together in the past…”

“That’s right. “I never won, but haha.”

“Didn’t your brother’s martial arts show any signs of excessive killing?”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes lit up.

“Were you curious about that?”

Yeon Ji-pyeong sighed softly.

“I don’t think it’s a big problem. “I just have some concerns and questions.”

“I’m worried and curious.”

“Once I realized the true sword and acquired a higher level of swordsmanship, the world seemed different. “At least I think I finally know what sword I’m after.”

“It’s quite an achievement. Especially considering your age.”

“As you said a little while ago, each person’s realization is different. However, in my opinion, Brother Hojeong’s martial arts skills were overly destructive and murderous.”

“You deserve to feel that way.”

What appeared on Yeon Ji-pyeong’s face was honest concern.

“I realized and felt the meaning of the sword. It is difficult for a martial artist with a strong spirit to prevent the erosion of blood scent even with strong mental strength. “If you use deadly and destructive martial arts, no matter how strong your will, you run the risk of reaching a state of mental breakdown someday.”

Mo Yong-woo nodded.

“Your eyes are spot on. That’s why many schools train their minds and teach high-level martial arts.”

“Brother Moyong, do you think my brother will be okay?”

“Well… you don’t know that. “No one, not just me, will be able to know Gojeong’s martial arts and future.”

“…okay.”

“But I know this one thing for sure.”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“If he had been a person who could barely survive, the current Gojeong would not have existed.”

“Is that so?”

“Trust your brother. I also had similar concerns about Hojeong in the past, but not now. “Thanks to the support of your father and others, the current Hojeong has established a clear line that will not be destroyed by any evil.”

Mo Yong-woo looked up at the sky.

In Guangdong’s humid northern sky, even the stars seemed to be cloudy.

“Hojeong has a line. A line that allows you to see the world correctly without being tainted by things like life. “I don’t know if he realizes it himself, but at least in my eyes, I can see that Hojeong is gradually taking the right path.”

“….”

“I will do better than anyone else. “I believe so.”

* * *

Flash!

Yeonhojeong’s eyes sparkled with fire.

I felt like my muscles, which had been stretched out, were appropriately tense as I showed off my extravagant spirit from the beginning. At least it was noticeably different from when I spoke with Yang Cheon yesterday.

Yang Chen said.

“Let’s have a drink later as this is the place to be. “If you have decided to please me, I will treat you to the highest quality sake.”

“Then let’s do it.”

“Good.”

“Previously.”

Yeon Ho-jeong glanced at Jeok-yeon and Yeon-sim.

“If you had guests, you would have told me. As you know, we have an awkward relationship with this side.”

Yeon Ho-jeong said, pointing to Jeong-an.

Yang Chen nodded.

“I know. However, I don’t think there is a need to create a separate space.”

That’s a lie.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

Is it because I have the right amount of tension and relaxation? I was able to capture the emotions in Yang Cheon’s voice much more sensitively than yesterday.

“I feel once again that the Vice lord is a very greedy person.”

“It’s literally like a new experience.”

“Even though you already have a lot of wealth and subordinates, you still want to hold a divine sword in your hands?”

Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders.

“Because you’re greedy?”

“It’s just a pity that Buju’s and my thoughts are very different.”

For a moment, Yang Chen’s face hardened.

“Are you going to reject my offer?”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“It is up to you, Lord, to decide whether to refuse or accept.”

“What does it mean?”

“I’ll tell you straight.”

Yeon Ho-jeong pointed to Jeok-yeon and Yeon-sim with his index finger.

“Give up boating.”

“….”

“Let’s start with that. “That’s right.”

“…Hmm.”

Yang Cheon quenched his appetite.

“That may be true for you, but not for me. And speaking of which, whatever the circumstances, I’m not the one who called them. “They came to me first.”

It was true. They have been planning to take down Botha for a long time and have actually caused a conflict, but Yang Cheon did not expect that they would come first from the other side.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s smile gradually became colder.

“exactly?”

“That’s right.”

“Then I will help you make your decision easily.”

“hmm?”

“Is it over there?”

“…What does it mean?”

Yeon Ho-jeong lifted his chin.

“Do you want to get Botha’s new sword? Okay, do it. But in order to hold and wield that divine sword, you will have to give up one good chess piece.”

Yang Chen widened his eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong continued.

“At least I don’t think that I am inferior to Bota, but what do you think?”

“….”

“If you want to use me, throw away Bottas. Do you want to win a boat? Please do so. “I will take care of my family first.”

“Are you really like this?”

“That’s what I’m going to say.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s face became even colder.

“You can control your greed by looking at the current situation. This time, Manager Yang went too far. Nevertheless, the country will provide talented people. “Isn’t this unprecedented treatment?”

“….”

“Axe? Or a sword? Please choose.”

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