Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 336



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336. The Secret of the Dragon’s Sword (3)

Mujin, who had been kicking his buttocks, looked at the red iron bars rolling on the fishing boat.

His daughter grabbed Mujin’s sleeve, who was looking at him with fearful eyes.

“Why is that?”

“Oh, no.”

Only then did Mujin come to his senses and open his eyes wide.

When I came to my senses, I saw that the black sword was nothing more than a piece of ordinary iron.

Although the red color was strong, as if it had been rusted a lot, it was more strange that the iron that had been soaked in the river water for a long time was still intact.

Only then did Mujin narrow his eyes and examine the situation.

Mujin’s eyes trembled as he observed the situation.

He quickly ran and examined the net.

When I straightened the net with my hands, I found that it was torn here and there.

Even at a rough estimate, it would take several days to repair the net before it could be used again.

Mujin muttered to himself without realizing it.

“This place is cursed. Why did I end up here…?”

Mujin looked at Yeong-ah, his voice trailing off.

“I’m fine. Cool.”

“Just stay inside.”

Mujin pointed to the sunshade installed on the fishing boat.

“No, I want to help here too.”

The infant shook his head and approached the net.

Mujin nodded as if he couldn’t do anything and collected the net.

Mujin was feeling very regretful now.

The fishing boat I was on right now wasn’t my boat.

It was a boat that I rented for a day for ten pieces of iron.

If we went back like this, we would end up in debt, let alone paying for the baby’s medicine.

Mujin now understood why other people were afraid of the upper reaches of the river that intersects with the Gui Rak Stream.

There were fish flapping before my eyes, but it was just a pie in the sky.

Who would have thought that all the fish I caught would be lost because of that iron rod!

Mujin picked up the broken sword.

Mujin, who was holding the sword in his hand, let go of it without realizing it.

Clang.

Again, the swordsman rolls around on top of the fishing boat.

Mujin opened his eyes wide as he looked at the broken sword.

The reason Mujin was surprised was simple.

Because I felt a hot energy from the sword.

Mujin looked at his hands.

I felt a hot sensation that could burn me, but surprisingly, my hand was fine.

Mujin quickly grabbed it again and tried to throw it out of the boat.

“Get out of here, you ghost. Phew.”

Just as Mujin, who had been spitting on the sword as he had learned from others to exorcise ghosts, was about to throw the sword that had been torn in half,

The baby next to him grabbed Mujin’s sleeve.

“Can you, can you give that to me?”

“You want this? This is a haunted object.”

“You mustered up your courage to come here and cast your net.”

“Yes, but what does that matter? Wasn’t this cursed thing the only thing you salvaged? You should go into the shade and rest.”

Mujin pushed the infant into the shade.

The infant’s illness was unusual.

The baby shivered even when it was slightly cold and sweated profusely even when it was slightly hot.

And then my body continued to dry out.

If you look at the baby’s hands now, you can see the bones.

It was a very harsh disease for a child who was only nineteen years old.

If I had known what the illness was, I would have felt better.

I visited all the doctors who said it was good for me and took all the medicines that were said to be good for my health. However, the only effect was to prolong my life and my condition did not improve.

At that moment, Young-ah grabbed Mu-jin’s arm again.

“Father, I think it was Heaven’s will that we came this far. Whether it’s cursed or not is not for us to judge, but rather left to Heaven.”

“Our livelihood has been cut off, so how can that not be a cursed object? It must be thrown away.”

“Can’t you just give that to me, Father?”

“hmm.”

Mujin looked back and forth between the infant and the broken sword.

Strangely, the broken sword or his own daughter Young-ah seemed to be in a similar situation.

Mujin nodded quietly.

“Okay, do whatever you want.”

“Yes, thank you.”

The infant bowed his head toward Mujin.

The infant, who was holding the half-broken sword, tilted his head.

Unlike Mujin, who was startled and threw his sword on the floor, Yeong-ah felt a refreshing energy.

A strangely cool energy spread through my hands and throughout my body.

The baby had never felt this comfortable since he was born.

The infant fell asleep holding the half-broken sword in his hand.

When she collapsed, Mujin was surprised, but when he saw the peaceful appearance of the infant, he quickly covered his mouth.

“omg.”

I barely managed to stop the scream from bursting out.

When was the last time you saw such a relaxed expression?

No matter how much I thought about it, nothing came to mind.

Mujin thought that all of this might be heaven’s will, just as Young-ah had said.

Mujin turned the boat around and quietly put his hands together toward the place where he had just cast his net.

* * *

The next day.

Hanbin looked at the horizon where the dawn was breaking after staying up all night.

The only thought in Hanbin’s head was how to effectively deal with the remnants left behind by the dark emperor.

If you think about it, the behavior Jeong Ui-myeong displayed in his past life was not normal.

It was the Demon Swordsmen who silently defeated the demons and achieved victory, so it made no sense to treat those heroes as traitors.

In that case, it could be said that the actions of Jeong Ui-maeng and the Wi family in the previous life were all the plots of the Dark Emperor.

So, is the current Wei family in the hands of the dark emperor?

Or another martial arts world?

The truth had to be revealed in this ongoing Mugajihoe.

Hanbin clearly remembered what the dark magician had said.

He said the bowstring had already been pulled.

If we interpret those words, it means that the dark lord’s plan to take over the martial arts world has already begun.

What if that’s true?

Although the ultimate danger was eliminated, the martial arts world felt like it was holding a bomb that could explode at any moment.

As Hanbin looked at the river with a serious expression, Cheonghwa quietly approached him.

“Confucius, how do I do this?”

Cheonghwa held out the whip she was holding.

It was the Hwa-ryong-pyeon that the dark emperor had written.

Hanbin accepted the Hwa-ryong-pyeon and looked around.

Although it had a terrifying history when used by the dark master, it was no different from other whips when seen with the naked eye.

Hanbin swung the whip in the air.

Whoosh!

The released whip stretches out and strikes the air.

phut!

A louder, more powerful crash echoed through the air than expected.

That was when.

The half-piece of the Yonglin Sword that was attached to Hanbin’s ankle began to vibrate.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

Hanbin tilted his head at the strange vibration sound.

I didn’t understand why the Yonglin Sword suddenly started vibrating and resonating.

Hanbin quietly took out the Yongrin Sword.

That was when.

Yongrin Sword and Hwalongpyeon suddenly began to be attracted to each other.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and relaxed his hands at the sudden strange phenomenon.

As Hanbin released the strength in his hands, the Yongrin Sword and Hwalong Sword rushed towards each other.

The Hwa-ryong-pyeon moved like a snake.

Swish.

The Hwa-ryong-pyeon began to wrap around the Yongrin Sword like a snake.

The Hwa-ryong-pyeon, who was wrapping around the half-made Yongrin Sword, lowered it down as if wrapping around the complete Yongrin Sword.

The Hwa-ryong chapter was clearly taking some shape.

As the shape gradually took shape, Hanbin opened his eyes wide.

“what?”

“Confucius, what on earth is this?”

Seolhwa also looked at the Yongrin Sword and Hwalong Chapter as if it was absurd.

The thing that Hwa-ryong-pyeon created was none other than a sword scabbard.

The Yongrin Sword was perfectly positioned in the scabbard that Hwa-ryong-pyeon had created, as if it were its own.

Hanbin said.

“It seems that the Hwa-ryong-pyeon was the scabbard of the Yongrin Sword.”

“A scabbard?”

“If you think about it, it’s natural for a sword to have a scabbard. But the Yonglin Sword didn’t have one. It seems that the Hwa-ryong-pyeon was the Yonglin Sword’s scabbard.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

“I find it interesting too.”

Hanbin smiled brightly as he looked at the Yongrin Sword and the Hwalong Sword sheath.

Hanbin pulled the Yongrin Sword out of its scabbard.

Sling.

The refreshing sound pleased Hanbin’s ears.

For a moment, Hanbin opened his eyes wide.

The color of the Yonglin Sword has changed.

Before, it looked like a rusty sword with a bit of red and black mixed in, but now it was completely red.

This time, Hanbin tried to infuse his inner energy into the scabbard.

Woohoo.

The scabbard let out a cry, and the spiral shape it had been in slowly unraveled.

We’re back to the Hwa-ryong chapter again.

It was clear that not only the Yonglin Sword but also the scabbard were among the legendary weapons.

Hanbin made the Hwa-ryong-pyeon into a scabbard and tried to take it out again and again.

Then he smiled with satisfaction.

“It’s useful.”

That was when.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and looked into space.

Because the text appeared in the emergency room.

[Complete the Dragon Scale Sword. When you complete the Perfect Dragon Scale Sword, the next stage of the Dragon Scale Sword Technique will be activated.]

Hanbin took a deep breath after seeing the words.

Half of the Yongrin Sword was embedded in Ami Amje’s body and disappeared.

There is a legend that the Yonglin Sword comes into the owner’s hands, but it is unknown when.

Hanbin muttered quietly to himself.

“If I’m lucky, someday… … .”

At those words, Seolhwa asked urgently.

“What kind of luck is this?”

“No. I was just talking to myself.”

When Hanbin waved his hand and smiled, Seolhwa smiled back.

“I think Confucius is very greedy.”

“Aren’t you also greedy for sweets?”

“Hehe, now that I think about it, I’m just like Confucius.”

At that time, Cheonghwa also got involved.

“I’m also greedy for rice cakes, so it’s the same.”

Anyone who saw it could tell that it was a single word that contained Cheonghwa’s heart that did not want to be separated from this group.

They looked at each other and laughed for a long time.

Cheonghwa, who had been laughing for a long time, seemed to remember something and ran to the corner behind her.

When everyone was tilting their heads, Cheonghwa returned.

When Cheonghwa returned, she was holding the golden wheel that the dark emperor had been using.

Cheonghwa held out the golden wheel and said.

“Confucius, please try this too.”

“I wonder?”

Hanbin, smiling faintly, brought the golden wheel to the Yongrin Sword.

Everyone swallowed, waiting to see what would happen next.

For a moment, they tilted their heads.

Because nothing happened between Yongrin Sword and Geumryun.

Seolhwa and Cheonghwa looked at Geumryun with disappointed eyes.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“I guess this is your part.”

“What do you mean, Confucius?”

When Seolhwa asked, Hanbin smiled faintly.

“You guys should learn at least one throwing weapon by now.”

“yes?”

“In my opinion, there is no weapon that suits this golden wheel as much as this one. However, it would be difficult for one person to operate two, so it seems like each person should take charge of one and practice.”

“Cultivation?”

“okay.”

As Hanbin nodded, Cheonghwa intervened.

“I want to practice too.”

“of course.”

Hanbin smiled brightly and looked at Cheonghwa and Seolhwa happily.

* * *

In the afternoon, half a day later.

A ferry terminal in the Samdaecheon River.

Hanbin and his party arrived at a ferry landing on the lower reaches of the Samdaecheon River, near Sacheon Dangga.

As soon as a ship they had never seen before came into Naruto, people started to chatter.

Hanbin, who saw them, said to Cheonghwa.

“Let’s drop anchor around here, Cheonghwa.”

“Can we not go any further?”

“Look over there. If you get close to Naruto, the treasure here will definitely disappear in less than an hour.”

“Really?”

Cheonghwa, tilting her head, moved to the stern of the ship where the anchor was fixed.

Hanbin continued speaking while looking at Cheonghwa.

“The world is wide and there are many thieves.”

“Confucius is too suspicious.”

“Think about it carefully. Did the Dark Emperor ever think that he would lose this ship?”

“Well, now that I think about it, that’s true. Then, Confucius is also a thief, or rather, a thief.”

“Hey, I picked it up. Wouldn’t it be a bit sad if people called me a thief for picking up an ownerless item?”

“That’s true too.”

After finishing speaking, Cheonghwa released the anchor.

Swish.

The anchor was lowered and went into the river.

with a splash.

When the boat stopped, Hanbin spoke to Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

“Is this okay?”

The place Hanbin pointed to was Naruto.

The distance between Naruto and the ship was about ten paces.