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Soldiers from the communal faction led by Mujin entered Buhyeon. Afterwards, the power of the Old Daemun faction, excluding the Mudan faction, came in. In addition, the power of the five major clans and small and medium-sized clans was included, so it seemed as if the entire powerhouse had been compressed.
Representatives from each sect gathered at the Buhyeon branch one after another. The huge conference hall was so noisy that it was reminiscent of a market.
Mujin looked around the hall with a frown.
The person who raised his voice in front of him was Gyeong Bang-hon, a martial artist of the Jeomchang faction, one of the nine major factions. Gyeong Bang-hon was an elder of the Jeomchang sect and practically led the disciples of the Jeomchang sect who were staying in Buhyeon.
Representatives of each sect, including Gyeongbanghon, were speaking passionately.
“No matter how you look at it, our Jeomchang faction has the largest number of military personnel dispatched here. So shouldn’t we take on the most pivotal role?”
“Amitabha Buddha! It is absurd to say that the Jeomchang faction plays a central role simply because there are a large number of warriors. As everyone knows, Shaolin is the leader of martial arts. Therefore, Shaolin must lead the whole.”
“Shaolin, who had been silent, is now leading the whole nation? Above all, isn’t it impossible for Shaolin to open the world of death? It would be better for our Jinju people to lead… … .”
They were fighting to take on a more important position.
They also knew that the war was coming to an end. When a war ends in victory, there is bound to be a reward.
It is natural for those who contribute the most to take home the most. That was also the reason why representatives of each faction stepped forward to stand in the vanguard of each other.
Mujin felt disillusioned with Gangho when he saw these people.
‘The war is not over yet. And there is no guarantee that this side will win. But they’re already fighting over the ball.’
First of all, the priority is to lead the war to victory. But they skip that process and are only focused on the sweet fruit. In order for them to eat the sweet fruit, many disciples might lose their lives.
Mujin wasn’t interested in what they said. All that was on his mind was how to protect the disciples of the Communal Sect.
The fight between representatives of each faction did not end easily. No one gave in, and in the end, it got to the point where each other was offended.
In the end, their quarrel ended with the arrival of Seo Mun-hwa and Seo Mun Hye-ryeong. But the problem was not solved. It just sank below the surface and had the potential to rise to the surface again at any time.
Seo Munhwa glanced at the audience. Those who received his gaze bowed their heads in protest. No matter how much they came here representing Jaffa, they could not be compared to Western culture in terms of distribution or power position.
“It seems like it’s been a while since we’ve all seen each other.”
“Cheongguang of Shaolin meets senior Gui Zhuge.”
“Gyeongbanghon of the Jeomchang faction greets you.”
The representatives who had been bickering just moments ago rushed to greet Seo Munhwa. The opponent is Seomunhwa, one of the nine heavens. Their warm greeting was very natural.
Seomunhwa roughly accepted their greetings. Although he is said to be the representative of each clan, he is not the head of the family or the head of the family, and there is a large difference in distribution from him.
After all their greetings were over, Seo Munhwa opened his mouth.
“I can’t tell you how reassuring it is that each clan has sent such elites. “Thanks to you, it made my job much easier.”
“It is natural to protect the spirit of martial arts.”
“Since it is a matter of wiping out Milya, of course we must marshal all of our strengths.”
“Thank you for thinking that way.”
Seo Mun-hwa’s gaze naturally turned towards Seo Mun Hye-ryeong.
“Today’s meeting will be conducted by my granddaughter instead of me.”
“No, like that…” … ?”
“That’s ridiculous!”
At that moment, the intestines began to shake.
He expressed his disapproval at the idea that the young Seo Moon Hye-ryeong would preside over the meeting. Although they were powerful people who hated being tied down, there were actually few people who cared about distribution or the position of powerful people as much as they did.
Although they acknowledged Seo Moon Hye-ryeong’s abilities, most people still thought she lacked the experience to conduct important meetings. But Seomunhwa was adamant.
“It was my decision. “If you have any complaints, talk to me.”
“… … .”
For a moment, everyone fell silent. There was only silence in the hall.
“Everyone probably knows. Not because she was my granddaughter, but because of what an extraordinary brain she possessed. Moreover, since she has been in her county for a long time, there are few people who know the situation of this place and Milya as well as she does.”
“… … .”
“And Emperor Wu of Changtian will come to the forefront. “If that’s the case, I don’t think there will be any problem.”
There was even a special name for the fresh water stream. The middle class could no longer protest. Damsucheon is the one who defeated the Changryonggeomje Bisawon, one of the nine heavens. He was fully qualified and capable of leading those here. Moreover, Western culture is protecting him. No one could object.
Seo Mun-hwa looked at Seo Mun Hye-ryeong and smiled secretly.
‘Now that I’ve given you a chance, I’m going to show off my abilities to my heart’s content.’
It was the greatest favor Seo Munhwa could do for his granddaughter.
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A major organizational reorganization of the Unjungcheon Buhyeon branch was carried out. The organization, which had been run laxly until now, was reorganized on a large scale and many people were transferred to their positions.
The wind of change has come to the current stage, which until now had only been responsible for supporting the rear. Preface Hyeryeong placed her current stage at the front.
Although some engineers expressed their dissatisfaction, they could not turn the tide that was already tilted. They suggested returning Hyeonmudae to the rear through Jaffa masters dispatched to Buhyeon, but to no avail.
Many of the martial artists belonging to Hyeonmudae were from the Gudaemun faction and the Odaesae. It must have been quite a burden for them to move the current stage to the front, but for some reason, no one came forward.
Rather, a large number of people were deployed to the current stage. Many of them were recent disciples of the prestigious school.
In addition, there were numerous personnel changes and organizational reorganizations. Through a series of events, Seomun Hye-ryeong came to the forefront. She received new attention by arranging her numerous personnel in the right places, as if to prove her abilities.
Of course, this was only possible because she had the big names of Seomunhwa and Damsucheon behind her, but in any case, she was demonstrating more than 100% of her abilities.
“hmm!”
Lee Chae appeared in Jin Mu-won’s eyes and then disappeared. This is because of the scenery unfolding before his eyes.
Two shabby houses, a small training hall, and a high fence surrounding them. It is a completely different scene from the accommodations in Hyunmudae where he has been until now.
Jinmuwon also unintentionally became a target of organizational reorganization. Just this morning, he was staying at Hyunmudae’s lodgings. However, he was told by Unjungcheon’s personnel manager that his affiliation had changed and he was ordered to move here.
Moving seats was no problem. The problem is that there is no one here except Jin Mu-won.
“Has no one arrived yet?”
Jin Mu-won did not expect to use this place alone. Perhaps, even at this very moment, people from other organizations might be heading here.
Jin Mu-won felt at ease and sat with his back against the wall on one side of the training hall. The wind was cold. The heat, which was reaching its peak, now seemed to have subsided.
Jin Mu-won closed his eyes.
Now, even if I didn’t want to use the skill, the shadow skill moved naturally. While operating Manyeonggyeol, Jinmuwon fell into his own world.
‘Heart Sword (心劍).’
Jin Mu-won recalled the moment when he was dealing with Jeok-yeop Jin-in.
Jin-in Jeok-yeop, who even mobilized Yang Shin, was truly the strongest enemy Jin Mu-won had faced so far. If he had not opened his sword, the person who died would have been Jin Mu-won himself, not Jeok-yeop Jin-in.
Jin Mu-won recalled the fight with him. Everything came to mind vividly, from the moment of clash to the last moment of the sword-and-heart attack.
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‘From here…’ … .’
Jeokyeop Jinin comes running.
A fierce look that pierces the lungs, a storm-like force, and a cold sword aimed at the heart.
Jin Mu-won’s brow twitched.
It’s clearly happening in my head, but my body is reacting. That much, Jeokyeop Jinin’s murderousness and force were real.
The problem is that, even excluding Neunggunhwi and Bisawon, six of the nine heavens are still intact. Although it is said that the Red Leaf Jinin was a strong person at the top among them, the difference between him and the rest of the warriors would not be that great. At most, about a piece of paper.
It may be okay if it’s just one, but if two or more join together, no matter how powerful Jin Moo-won is, there’s no guarantee of victory.
Above all, Moyong Yulcheon was the problem.
His inaction was truly unknown. He defeated all the other nine heavens, which shows that his inaction is much stronger.
‘What kind of martial arts is he? knife? do? Either that or Gwongong?’
Little was known about him. If he had attained the position of one of the nine heavens, he should have been known for his martial arts skills, but everything seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
The lack of any information made Jin Mu-won’s heart suffocate.
‘Is there really no choice but to fight directly?’
His life itself was like that anyway. Because he got up from the ground and fought with his own body, he was not very afraid or scared. But that was only when I was alone.
Now he was not alone.
Bukcheonmun Gate, and countless people who live their lives in its grounds. Not all of them are warriors who risk their lives with a single sword like Jin Mu-won. Rather, there were more people who wanted to live a normal life relying on them, and the number is still increasing.
Jin Mu-won had a duty to protect their lives. If he collapses, the lives of him and the countless people who depend on Beukcheonmun will collapse. Therefore, the burden inevitably increased.
Jin Mu-won gathered his shaking heart and remembered the fight with Jeok-yeop Jin-in again.
For an expert who has reached the same level as him, physical training is not only a means of preventing the decline of skills, but this kind of mental training is more efficient.
The Red Leaf Jinin came back to life vividly in his mind. This time, it wasn’t just a replay of the fight like before.
In the world of images in my head, Jin Mu-won and Jeok-yeop Jin-in were standing facing each other holding swords. And they clashed.
Quarrr!
A thunderous sound echoed through the world in my head. In it, Jin Mu-won and Jeok-yeop Jin-in clashed countless times.
The world collapsed, was rebuilt, and a series of actions were repeated countless times. It wasn’t just about becoming stronger.
‘tale.’
That day, he clearly showed his courage.
The clue was the folktale.
The sword spirit, which can be said to be the main body of the tale, was shattered into pieces, turned into powder, and disappeared from this world. But deep in his heart, the tale lived.
Jin Mu-won remembered the sword deep in his heart. It was still closer to a long iron club than a sword, but after the fight with the Red Leaf Jinin, it was gradually taking on the shape of a sword.
Ugh!
The sword cries.
To Jin Mu-won, it was heard as a whisper of a folktale.
‘Let’s go, Seolhwa.’
He ran towards Jeokyeop Jinin with Seolhwa. This is the moment when their fight reaches its climax.
“Hey, hey!”
A sudden noise shook his world. And with that, everything disappeared. Red Leaf Jinindo and Seolhwado attacked with fierce force.
Jin Mu-won’s brow twitched.
When I open my eyes, strangers are staring at me. There are two dazzlingly beautiful women and two young men who appear to be around the same age as her.
Among them, the man who spoke to Jin Mu-won was a young man with an unaffiliated appearance, with a white door bag tied tightly around his head. The man had beautiful features that looked like they had been carved from a crown jewel, particularly sparkling black eyes, and a slightly raised mouth, making the man look arrogant.
The man next to the arrogant-looking young man was a young man with a gray shaved head. Nine precepts were clearly stamped on his forehead. From this, it was clear that the young man was from the Shaolin Temple.
However, Jin Mu-won’s gaze was not directed at them, but at the women behind them. Among the women who all exuded extraordinary elegance, the one on the left caught my eye.
A beautiful woman wearing a blue military uniform, her eyes were clear and clean, her red lips were tightly closed, and she looked as cold as ice.
She was also someone Jin Mu-won knew well.
‘Nam Soo-ryeon.’
It was clearly Nam Su-ryeon, a Musan divine woman, a member of the Chilsocheon and the leader of the prestigious Musan sect. She was much more mature and colder than before.
“hey!”
At that time, the arrogant-looking young man called Jin Mu-won again. He continued speaking with an annoyed expression.
“Can’t you hear me? “You ask me what I’m doing here!”
Only then did Jin Mu-won’s body turn towards the young man.
“Are you talking to me?”
“Is there anyone else here besides you?”
The young man’s voice rose. On the contrary, Jin Mu-won’s eyes became deeper.
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