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“This child is the descendant of the Emperor?”
A young man who didn’t look over thirty stared at the man with wide eyes.
The man wanted to ask the young man this question.
‘So you’re a blacksmith?’
An innocent expression and clear eyes like a child.
He was a young man with a face that looked like he had never been in a fight, let alone a fight.
Cheongun bowed respectfully to the young man and answered.
“Yes, Master.”
He is the Sword Master, one of the three great swordsmen in the world.
He was an absolute master who no one in the current martial arts world could match with a sword.
“A descendant… My disciple. Do you think an explanation is necessary?”
“Let me explain it to you one by one.”
Cheongun told him everything, from the Yongbongbimu incident to what had happened in the Murim Alliance and even the recent movements of the Demonic Cult.
While Cheongun was explaining to Geomseong, the Demon Destruction Corps members surrounding them were unable to even breathe.
‘The Black Star is in a place like this!’
‘How can you look so young? I heard you’re over 130 years old?’
‘Ah, now I have no regrets about dying!’
To the warriors, especially the swordsmen, the sword master was more than a legend; he was a being close to a religion.
A hero who fought against the invasion of the Demonic Cult together with the Sword Emperor in the Great Battle of Jeongma 100 years ago.
After his final confrontation with Cheonma, Geomhwang disappeared, leaving behind an unparalleled reputation, but Geomseong survived and continued to create legends.
The man remembered the story that the old man had told him before.
‘Although the Emperor of Swords defeated the Demonic Cult by killing the Heavenly Demon, the power of the martial arts world was greatly weakened after the war. So, as if they had been waiting, the Green Forest, the Sioux, and the Sima Oedo who had been holding their breath gained power, and it became a time of chaos.’
The ones who put an end to this chaos were the Three Great Swordsmen of Heaven. They each traveled around the world, punishing the evildoers who were causing chaos in the martial arts world, and destroying the tyrannical Black Swordsmen.
‘I heard that in particular, the Sword Master helped a lot with the text. I also heard that the Sword Emperor was close with him.’
The man thought it was fortunate that the two were close. Then, Geomseong would not harm him.
“Huh? Really? So! This is···”
Just looking at the way he was listening to Cheongwoon’s story, Geomseong was reacting with excitement like a child.
In fact, the person who was more concerning to Daein was that yellow guy rather than the black guy.
Growl···.
A golden monkey sitting on the lap of the blacksmith. The guy glared at the man with his fangs exposed.
‘Hey, what are you looking at?’
I looked at the guy without even giving him a word.
I felt a little guilty about what I was doing against the monkey, but I felt like I would lose if I avoided eye contact first, so I focused my eyes hard.
While the man was having a staring contest with the monkey, Cheongun’s long story came to an end.
The blacksmith muttered with a slightly dark expression.
“The Great Battle of Jeongma… Is this what happens again in the end?”
Cheongun said with a smile.
“Master, since you are here, please come with us!”
Just having Geomseong participate in the battle was like gaining a thousand troops and ten thousand horses for the Murim Alliance. The members of the Demon Destruction Corps also looked at Geomseong with anticipation.
But Geomseong shook his head.
“I will not participate in this war. Not only me, but all the people in the world will think the same.”
“Yes? Why?”
Cheongun asked back with a face that said he couldn’t understand.
Geomseong stared intently at the youngest disciple’s face, then spoke with a sad smile for some reason.
“As I get older, I don’t really know what’s right or wrong. I don’t want to get blood on my hands anymore.”
“But, Master!”
“stop.”
The voice of the blacksmith was calm but firm. Knowing his master’s personality, Cheongwoon could not ask any longer.
Although he was usually a playful and friendly teacher, he never changed his mind once he said something.
“···All right.”
The man, who had been engaged in a staring contest with the monkey for a while, moved his eyes slightly and looked at the blacksmith.
‘He may say that, but he will eventually join the war if the Murim Alliance is in danger.’
The Great Man knew the outcome of this great battle.
The Cheonma Sect, which had been striking down fiercely, wins successive battles against the Murim Alliance, and in the midst of this, the leader of the Murim Alliance, Yaulgi, dies at the hands of the Cheonma Sect leader.
At the moment when the martial arts alliance, which has run out of morale, is in a desperate situation, the three greatest martial artists known to have turned their backs on the martial arts world appear and the situation begins to change.
The war is prolonged, and the damage on both sides is accumulating.
The end was the union of the Black Star and the leader of the Cheonmagyo cult.
‘After that, the Cheonmasingyo returns to Xingang, and the Murim Alliance becomes weaker. And after a few years, the gate connects to Earth.’
This is the history of martial arts that the great man knows.
I’ll probably have to rewrite it all soon though.
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“by the way.”
Geomseong said with a look of discontent on his face.
“There was a martial arts competition, why didn’t you invite me? Are you treating me like trash now because I’m old?”
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At the teacher’s protest, Cheongwoon sighed lightly.
“That must be because no one knows where the Master is.”
“···Didn’t I tell you?”
“Oh my.”
Cheongun spoke as if he was soothing a child. He deliberately acted more playfully to brighten the mood.
“Yes. So, it’s been five years since I last saw you, Master. How have you been?”
Geumseong scratched his head.
“Somehow, none of my disciples seem to be communicating with me… I guess I’ve lived so long that I’m forgetting things.”
“No. Master has always been like that. He skips the first step of the martial arts and starts from the second step, so there were more than a few times when I was in trouble.”
“You punk. That’s because you’re a kid who learns well no matter how you teach him. Other students usually notice strange things and say they’re strange, but you just did it.”
“Yes, yes. It’s all my fault.”
In fact, the wandering spirit and unique personality of the swordsman were so famous that he would suddenly leave one day and disappear for ten years, and he would also take disciples from other Sega and sects as his disciples.
Cheongun was one of those disciples.
About ten years ago, Geomseong visited a shaman and recognized Cheongun’s talent. On the spot, he asked the shaman’s leader to take him on as his disciple.
Originally it was impossible, but the swordsman’s reputation and his martial arts skills made it possible.
For five years after that, Cheongun was able to learn martial arts from Geomseong and develop his talents.
Up until this point, it was a story so famous that even the most ordinary people knew about it.
Only then did Geumseong look back at the man and speak.
“Yes. Are you saying that Brother Namgung learned some martial arts that he had secretly hidden somewhere?”
The man politely took the lottery ticket and said.
“It’s an honor to meet you. I’ll say hello again. I’m the landlord.”
“I took a quick look earlier… Let’s see how much you’ve learned.”
“···yes?”
-Poohwaaaaah!
The swordsman suddenly aroused his internal energy and stimulated the man. Immediately, the Heavenly Swordsman arose and responded to the external stimulus.
Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk!
It seemed like invisible sparks were flying everywhere.
“Huh!”
The members of the Demon Destruction Corps, startled by the sudden clash of energy, hastily retreated. Some of them looked pale, as if they were shocked.
A cold sweat began to form on the man’s back.
‘Anyway, I’m telling you, none of the old people in this neighborhood are normal.’
“Child, don’t try to hide your martial arts skills.”
He was a great man who deceived even the leader of the martial arts world and Namgung Jeongcheon.
However, Geomseong was a master far above them. It was impossible to hide his martial arts skills.
“Hoo···.”
Although he couldn’t infiltrate the Great Man’s body because of the Pacheon Shingong, he could roughly estimate the Great Man’s skills just by looking at his appearance.
“You’re amazing. Who did you learn martial arts from? You probably didn’t learn it from the skeleton Namgung hyung.”
‘Once upon a time, from Cheonma.’
Since he couldn’t be sure what would happen if he told the truth, he just made up some excuse.
“I learned most of it on my own.”
“Huh. You’re not asking me to really believe that, are you?”
“······.”
Even though he seemed to be smiling innocently, the man felt as if a sword was pointed at his heart in the eyes of the blacksmith.
Gulp.
It’s a similar feeling to when I first met Manbaknogoe.
No, I even thought that maybe the black color might be stronger.
Ominously, at that very moment, what Manbaknogoe had said about the swordsman came to mind.
‘Keulkeul. You mean the Black Star? He’s the most annoying one out of the three. He used to be a brat who followed that Black Star wherever he went. I almost killed him with my own hands a few times…’
‘···If possible, don’t get involved with that guy. I was much stronger back in my prime, but···. Kkeke. This damned Coin Obsession is the nemesis.’
As he spoke, the face of Manbaknogoe, smiling bitterly, came to mind.
Geomseong smiled, lightly placing his hand on the sword hilt.
“Let me see if you have properly learned Brother Namgung’s martial arts.”
Damn it. Why on earth do I keep encountering stronger monsters whenever I feel like I’ve gotten stronger?
‘Is God deliberately sending me trials?’
The man held the handle of the Heavenly Sword while thinking to himself that.
That was when.
“Master!”
Cheongun came between his teacher and his close friend.
“The Demonic Cult is attempting to invade the martial arts world again. My friend and I are on our way to the Cheonghae Martial Arts Alliance branch office on the orders of the leader! So instead of helping, you’re interfering with us!”
“Hey, you. Who said you were going to kill me? I just wanted to see how well you’re doing…”
“Don’t I know your personality, Master?”
“······.”
For a moment, Geomseong became dumbfounded. He pouted his lips like a child trying to make an excuse to his mother, and then made a mischievous expression.
“Okay. Okay. I guess you can just stop.”
The man sighed in relief and offered a winning gesture.
“Thank you for your consideration.”
“Even if it’s not me, there’s someone who’ll want to see what you’re capable of.”
“yes?”
“Isn’t that right, Geum-oh-ya?”
The golden monkey that had been sitting on the blacksmith’s lap suddenly stood up and swung his sword at the man.
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
“······.”
The man frowned and looked back and forth between the monkey and the black star.
“Are you telling me to do something with that guy?”
“I didn’t order it. This guy Geum-oh has been wanting to fight you for a while now. I’ve been trying to stop him.”
Woof-! Woof! Woof-woof!!
The golden monkey beat his chest violently. Then he turned around and shook his red buttocks wildly in front of the man, provoking him.
“······.”
The man was dumbfounded, but he responded calmly.
“I don’t want to fight this guy. Your Majesty, please mediate…”
“This guy also learned the martial arts of the Sword Emperor like you. Do you know that?”
The man was momentarily speechless.
I knew it. When I collided with that guy earlier, I was so surprised by the way he stepped and the way his body moved.
“I’ve taught monkeys, so it’ll be easier for people. They’re smarter than most humans, but…”
A part of the Geomhwangbirok came to the man’s mind.
‘The original crazy old man.’
The monkey that the Emperor Geom-Hwang had taught martial arts to as a test had become a 100-year-old spirit.
“Yes, I think so.”
As the elder admitted it sheepishly, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of the blacksmith’s mouth.
“It seems that Namgung hyung taught this guy to pass the time in his later years. If this guy had lived from then on, he would have lived for at least 100 years.”
“···Is that so?”
The great man dared to answer Geomseong indifferently. However, Geomseong did not seem offended at all.
Because I was able to say this one thing.
“If you think about it, Geum-o is your death sentence!”
As if he was enthusiastically agreeing with those words, Geum-oh jumped up and down in his seat, shouting, “Woo-kki! Woo-kki!”
Of course, the man could not admit it.
“That’s ridiculous. How can an animal be the death penalty for a human?”
The man didn’t want to waste his energy on something useless. What was the point of fighting this monkey?
‘It feels a bit uneasy to kill someone and take out their inner self.’
Ukki-Ukki-kki!
Geum-oh seemed to be saying, ‘You cowardly priest! Are you trying to get me out?’, but the great man tried to ignore it and looked at Geom-seong.
“I’m sorry, but we’re pressed for time···.”
“How about this? If you defeat Geum-oh, I’ll give you what you want.”
The man paused for a moment and asked.
“···Do you know what I want?”
Geomseong smiled very innocently. His gaze was directed towards the Heavenly Sword.
“Do you know that I am the one who entrusted the Heavenly Sword to the Murim Alliance?”
[The herb written there. Don’t you need it?]
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