Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor Chapter 437

Episode 437

As a result of repeated work to improve his constitution over a long period of time, Namgunggeum’s blood vessels became wider and cleaner than before.

Now, no one would recognize that he entered martial arts at a late age.

‘I feel like my hard work was worth it.’

As physical abilities improved, martial arts also improved dramatically.

Even if you use the same internal power, the efficiency is several times different from the past, so it was inevitable.

‘Sooner or later we will overcome the wall.’

I thought that perhaps it would not be long before I would be able to embody strong energy.

It was a joyous task for me as it increased the power of Cheonan Gambu.

‘by the way.’

Recently, the number of foreigners visiting Cheonan Kambu has increased.

It was because my abilities became known to the public.

To some extent, this was expected.

As the number of club members who gave generous gifts increased, I thought that the secret would not be maintained forever.

‘Originally, there were many people who wanted to meet me.’

As news spread that blood vessels could be cleaned with white lightning, the number seemed to increase fivefold.

There were many warriors in this world who wanted to become stronger.

Needless to say, I was an ordinary person who cared about my health.

From powerful people who dream of living a long, disease-free life to patients suffering from diseases that doctors cannot cure.

Literally all kinds of people flocked to me looking for me.

Of course, I couldn’t deal with them all.

Because the reality is that just taking care of the people around me is overwhelming.

The problem was that there were people among them whose status and status could not be ignored.

‘Those who simply want to gain talent can be ignored. However, if you ignore someone whose life is in danger, you may incur resentment.’

For example, Haenampa (海南派).

Not long ago, the Haenam faction, a large martial arts faction that occupied the uppermost position of the Gudaemun faction, sent Jeon Seo-gu to Cheonan Gambu.

The contents of the letter were shocking.

Please save the soul sword that is dying from mental evil.

I was very surprised because it was an unexpected request.

Yeomhongeom was the best swordsman of the Haenam faction and a strong man with a reputation as the best sword in Haenam.

When I heard that such a person was in a very serious state, I couldn’t help but feel absurd beyond being embarrassed.

‘Well, Simma is like a fate that all martial people must bear, so it wouldn’t be strange if someone fell for it.’

You didn’t have to learn magic to fall in love with magic.

A poisonous demon caused by a mental illness is highly likely to be accompanied by mania, and this was also classified as a mental demon.

‘From that perspective, Jang Mun-in of the Jeomchang faction was a nobleman.’

I sighed inwardly.

It suddenly occurred to me that I had to go to Haenam Island, located in the southernmost part of Central Plains.

As winter passed and spring came, the quiet movement of the Demonic Church began to become active again.

If you were going to go on a long trip, you had to move as quickly as possible.

‘Cheonan Gambu, which is already on track, will run smoothly even if I am away for a while. At this point, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to owe money to the Haenam faction.’

Besides Yeomhondo, there was one more character that needed to be saved.

The target was not a martial artist, but an official of the imperial family.

‘Did you say that I took the elixir incorrectly and caused the energy in my body to run away?’

Originally, it was a request that would have been coldly rejected.

Because there is nothing good about being carelessly associated with a member of the imperial family.

I wonder if there is a common enemy, like when Japanese pirates appeared in Zhejiang.

Basically, government officials and martial arts officials did not interfere in each other’s affairs as much as possible.

It was not for nothing that there was a saying, “Never attack government officials.”

Forming a relationship with them could have done more harm than good.

‘Especially as a high-ranking member of the Meng, I must not have any contact with them. ‘Because you don’t know what kind of attention you will receive from those around you.’

Why is it that the imperial family does not make any movements even though the demonic cultists are running around in full force?

It was a simple reason.

Because it is more profitable that way.

From the imperial family’s point of view, the Murim people were ultimately nothing more than a group of robbers who were difficult to control.

Since eradication is impossible, we just made a reasonable compromise and recognized the world of martial arts.

Their view of the martial arts people was never kind.

The distinction between good and evil had no meaning to them.

They were the ones who wouldn’t have cared much if the Demon Cultists conquered the Central Plains, as long as they didn’t commit mass murder or exploitation of civilians with abusive language.

‘In the past, the Demonic Cult had a strong xie jiao-like feel, so there was no choice but to persecute it, but the story is different now that the religious color has been erased.’

Ma Jyoju of the time clearly understood the line of not provoking the imperial family.

This could be seen just by looking at the fact that the officials of Cheonghae, Gansu, Shaanxi, and Shanxi, which had become the territory of the Demonic Cult, were still quiet.

I can assure you that the imperial family will not be involved in the affairs of Wulin until the Great War.

For them, the most ideal picture would be a clash between the martial arts factions and the demonic religions, with both sides depleting their power.

Going back to the story.

This was the reason why I had to visit and meet a person in the imperial family who regarded the martial arts people as evil.

Because the subject has the surname Seomun.

Seomunse.

A famous family that has held government positions in the imperial family for generations.

In fact, it was good to know what the circumstances of the Seomun family were and how powerful the family was.

What was important was that his wife, Seo Moon-hye, was born and raised there.

‘No matter what, it’s a bit hard to ignore things related to Master.’

Because I had previously investigated through Hao Wen, I knew a bit about Madam’s past.

Seomun Seju, who, like most government officials, did not have a very good impression of the martial arts people, was vehemently opposed to his beloved daughter’s attempt to marry her master.

Unable to give up on her lover, Madam eventually had to turn her back on her parents and family.

‘Perhaps, by stepping forward, I may be able to improve the relationship between the two sides.’

Of course, this part was not something I could decide on my own.

First, I planned to visit my wife and ask her opinion on what she would like me to do.

Maybe your wife doesn’t want your relationship with your family to improve.

“after.”

As I was organizing my thoughts in my head and concentrating on the operation of the white light, the sun was slowly setting in the evening.

As he took his hand away from the Myeongmunhyeol, Namgunggeum’s face showed a look of regret.

After removing the apothecary and raising him up, I asked, pointing with my index finger to the sword strapped to my waist.

“How is it. “Would you like to relax for a moment before dinner?”

“Do you want to spar?”

“Isn’t it a pity to leave the training ground like this?”

“great. “Please give us more guidance.”

Namgunggeum took a stance with his sword drawn.

The sight of him watching my movements with his feet shoulder-width apart looked exactly like a huge rock.

It has become stronger and heavier than when it was first joined.

‘indeed.’

An exclamation of exclamation naturally flowed out.

The mastery of heavy swords, which the Namgung family is proud of, was evident from the ready posture.

I felt like if I refined myself a little more, I could have a good match with Meng Kyung.

“I will give you the go-ahead.”

“I will not decline.”

The gap in skill between them was clear.

In the first place, it was not a sparring to determine winner or loser.

Absolutely! Quick!

The aggregate of brain energy created in the air transformed into the shape of a thin dark energy.

Combined operation of white light aircraft and false-shaped steel aircraft.

I wasn’t just playing around during the past time either.

Thanks to consistent training, the scope of use of the artificial limb technique has expanded significantly.

One of those achievements is this.

‘There is no longer a need to carry a needle made of whole iron.’

Basically, brain energy had a strong tendency to spread.

Because of this, it was difficult to maintain a stable form like Ganggi.

If it moves away from the body and is released from control, it disperses instantly and dissolves into the air, so it was naturally difficult to use it as a means of long-distance attack.

So in the meantime, I used the method of loading a white lightning into a memorization and throwing it out.

‘It was a fairly inefficient method of use.’

Even if you memorize it and load it with white lightning, its power was not fully maintained.

In any case, it only slightly increases the durability.

The farther away the enemy is, the less powerful it is, so it was inevitable that its use would be limited depending on the situation and environment.

‘but.’

The story is different now that we have become accustomed to using the prosthesis.

The condensed brain energy was wrapped with a membrane of pseudomorphic energy to suppress its diffusion.

So that the impact is fully conveyed no matter how far away the enemy is.

Energy loss decreased, and the power of attacks increased.

Naturally, its usability in actual combat has also increased significantly.

Quang!

When he threw the needle, the white lightning condensation flew in a parabolic curve and collided with Nangong Jin’s sword, causing an explosion.

A cloud of dust rose up with a loud noise.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

A stream of swords came out and roughly swept over the place where I was standing.

Namgoonggeum dug into my side, taking advantage of the opportunity to avoid the attack by launching the new model into the air.

Followed by a diagonal slash.

Wow!

Just before a heavy sword struck his side.

The needle of the thunderbolt flew through the air and struck Namgung Geum’s back.

He was pushed back with a loud noise and managed to regain his balance by doing some somersaults.

“······If it had been a real fight, there would have been holes in my body.”

“It’s a tactic that won’t work twice, but isn’t it still good in its own way?”

“I think if you don’t know, you have no choice but to suffer.”

Namgung-geum took a deep breath and nodded once.

Dark flying sword.

The highest level of cancer technology left to me by the Poison King Dang Sang-jin.

Namgung-geum may not have known it, but I had already launched an additional attack when he came out through the dust cloud.

Absolutely!

I smiled with satisfaction and created the brain energy needle again.

This time, one in each hand.

There was tension in Namgung Geum’s eyes.

“I will keep going.”

* * *

After some sparring.

In order to organize what I had learned, I left the meditation hall and left the training hall.

I left Murimmaeng that way and headed to a nearby guest house.

I planned to go first, order food, and wait.

“welcome!”

When I arrived at the guesthouse, I washed myself and changed my clothes while the food was being prepared.

Did you bring extra clothes to the guesthouse in advance?

No way.

He called Jeomsoi over, gave him the eunja, and told him to buy new clothes.

It was a world where all troublesome problems could be solved with money.

As I entered the restaurant with a refreshed expression, I saw a group of martial arts people arguing with Jeomsoi, pointing with their index fingers at a table full of food.

“It’s already half past half-hour. How long do you plan on making us wait?”

“Please wait a little longer. “He will be back soon.”

“That’s it. “If a guest arrives who says they are away, we will ask for their understanding, so you can go back to the kitchen.”

“Oh my, what do you mean? “Please consider my situation.”

“I have no choice because I have to attend to a precious person. “I’m sorry.”

“What if I arbitrarily offer up a table and the guest harbors a grudge against me? He also seemed to be a martial artist. “Jumsoi like me doesn’t have the confidence to handle the aftermath.”

“There’s nothing to worry about. “I don’t know who he is, but if he sees us, he will take a step back.”

Coincidentally, all the food that filled the table was what I ordered.

Even without hearing an explanation, I felt like I knew roughly what the situation was.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the men’s outfits.

A uniform with a familiar pattern drawn on it caught the eye.

‘Haenampa?’

martial arts,