Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 57

Chapter 57 – The Sword Saint Visits (01)

I was resting comfortably for the first time in a long time, but it felt like a loud noise kept echoing around me.

After working all night for several days, I collapsed upon returning home, and the next morning, I felt like my sleep was interrupted by neighbors fighting.

As small noises irritated my nerves, my consciousness, which had been in a comfortable dream world, gradually rose to the surface and my body began to wake up.

‘Have you fallen asleep…?’

When I opened my eyes, I saw Somafu in front of my face, staring at me with blank, red eyes.

“……What were you doing?”

“View.”

Perhaps thanks to the treatment given by Soger Gyu yesterday, Somafu woke up with a fine expression.

I suffered from demonic attacks for a few days and almost died, but recovered completely after just one treatment. I don’t know if Gyu Sojeo is a doctor or if Somafu is stronger than I thought.

“Looking at you like this, your face is smooth.”

“……”

Until last night, you were evaluating my face after surviving the danger of your body exploding to death.

“If only she had been managed a little better, she would have liked her.”

“I’m not particularly interested, but I take it as a compliment.”

Wood!

I was dozing off while sitting in a chair, so after loosening up my tense muscles, breathing lightly, and eating a simple fortune-telling breakfast, I felt like all the fatigue I had accumulated during the trip had completely disappeared.

“What about Gyu Soger?”

“I don’t know. She wasn’t in the room when she woke up.”

‘If I woke up early, I might have woken up too…’

I checked the condition of Somahu while lightly warming up and found that my energy volume had decreased compared to when I first saw it, but it was only temporary and most of my blood vessels had recovered.

It can be treated with a little nursing, so just resting for a few days will be enough.

“Where should I go after treating my wife here?”

“We need to hide her here for a while and contact the demonic cult.”

“Hmm… Is this place trustworthy?”

Last time, I relayed the fact that all of the Black Moon Party’s subordinates were completely exterminated due to the struggles of Mozi and his subordinates.

“I thought those people from the Blood Cult would fail every time they used their subordinates like tools.”

In fact, the Black Moon Party from that blood cult is currently the strongest force in the martial arts world, but they did not bother to tell Somafu the truth.

If I tell you the specifications of Black Moon Party in advance, they will only scare you.

‘Besides, it’s hard to understand now…’

Chugeom, or Okmyeoncheongeom, who was originally the head of the 9th party, retired early, and I don’t know who took his place as a replacement.

I have also taken care of Mozi and Xia Hagi, who were not originally destined to die, so there are about seven executives left…

‘Mozi’s students and Xia Hajiin were not selected based on their martial skills, but were executives who used their unique martial skills for extremely limited purposes.’

However, the 7 leaders who will be revealed from now on are full-fledged martial arts experts, so they will not be easy opponents.

‘If we talk about the strength of the Murim Alliance… Is it the Murim Lord, Sword Saint, and… Mubong that are above the peak?’

In the case of Mubong, he is at the beginning of the peak, and although he is not as good as me, I believe he can deal with lower-ranking executives.

In the case of the Demonic Cult, Cheonmahu, who was said to have a martial arts skill almost comparable to that of the Cheonma, and Heuksa Hyeol-gyeom (黑蛇穴鉗), the youngest of the eight great elders of the Demonic Cult, were transcendental masters who hid their martial arts skills.

The Black Moon Party had 7 members as a single organization, and if the vacuum of Chugeom was filled, it would have had 8 transcendental masters.

‘Originally, during the Demonic Cult civil war, Heuksahyeolgyeom became a shield and died, allowing Cheonmahu, Socheonma, and Somahu to escape, but now, the Demonic Cult civil war has not yet occurred…’

If we do well, we will be able to save one more top expert.

And after defeating the Black Moon Party, I thought that the Demonic Cult should keep the Murim Alliance in check, so it is necessary to match the number of supreme masters to some extent…

Roaring.

I couldn’t concentrate on my thoughts because the whispering sound that had woken me up earlier seemed to be getting louder.

“It’s noisy outside.”

Before I could stop her, Somahu opened the window and started checking where the noise was coming from. I put her head out to cover her face, just in case, and we investigated the situation together.

“It looks like someone has a guest.”

“It seems like that. Someone high-ranking person has come…”

When it comes to high-ranking people worthy of coming to Yakgok, the person in the crown first comes to mind.

It is an unwritten rule that the martial arts and government offices do not interfere with each other, but Yakgok could not be called a martial arts faction. It was only a neutral cultural faction that indirectly received the protection of the martial arts faction because it was located near the shaman faction, so the government could also come to receive medical treatment.

“Hey, I know who this person is!”

“……That’s right. He’s a government official.”

It seems that some official or noblewoman was sick and came to see the doctor to receive medical treatment. Naturally, out of pride, they were begging to be treated by Gokju or Bugokju of Yakgok.

‘Unless it’s a serious internal injury, most treatment can be done by regular doctors…’

Since it was not the case for Nana Somafu, a martial artist, to step out anyway, it was time to cut off her attention and close the window to block out her noise.

‘Huh…?’

At that moment, I made eye contact with an old man walking towards the entrance of Yakgok.

On the outside, he looked very ordinary, but with his old red ginseng and long white beard that reached down to his waist, he looked like a immortal depicted in a painting, not a real person.

‘He’s an ordinary old man, but why doesn’t his gaze drop like this?’

The footsteps of an old man walking slowly across the ground, avoiding the place where people in the government office are acting up and making a fuss.

It wasn’t a special step, but I felt nervous watching the movement of the lawmakers and officers bumping into each other and moving back and forth like a reed swaying in the wind.

However, at the same time, the harmonious movements of the old man did not interfere with the surrounding movements or get caught up in the surrounding chaos, and I felt immersed as if there were only the two people in this Yakgok, me, who was watching, and the old man who was walking.

‘There’s something that attracts attention. Like……’

Something, it seems as if a problem that has been unresolved for several years is being answered right before your eyes…

“What are you looking at so interestingly?”

“Doesn’t the old man over there attract your attention strangely?”

We tried to check together, but Somahu shook her head as if she couldn’t find the old man where I pointed.

“I can’t see the old man.”

“Hmm?”

Obviously, the old man who had been moving slowly just moments ago was not visible.

‘Where did they disappear to?’

* * *

“hehehehe…”

The old man felt the stinging gaze directed at him.

‘I can’t believe that this old man is accurately recognized even though he hasn’t revealed his identity…’

The elderly’s walking method is so natural that people do not even notice that someone is walking and perceive it as if they had been there from the beginning.

He is an old man whose white beard, straight waist, dignified expression, and treasured sword worn at his waist are bound to attract attention, but his walking method is imbued with the harmonious movements he has realized, so even without making a deliberate effort to hide his identity, he knows it from the beginning. It is recognized that the old man was seated here first.

It could be said to be a suitable walking method for an old man who did not enjoy people’s attention and was only focused on the path of the sword.

On the contrary, the martial lord’s method of walking, who was absorbed in leading the people and enhancing their honor, was a subversive method of subduing the people around him as if he deliberately made his presence known, showing how lithe and gentle the old man was.

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The old man’s nickname is Sword Saint.

When asked to select the strongest expert and best swordsman in the Jungwon Murim without any disagreement, he is the closest person to being the best person in the world.

Avoiding the commotion going on in Yakgok, I entered Yakgok’s headquarters and opened the door to the guest room on the first floor as if I knew the way from the beginning.

Until recently, he was a member of the Five Dragon Chilbongs, but he was pushed out when Geombong Han Soso took his place.

I came to meet Saengbong Gyuwolhyang.

“Ha…”

Although he was wearing an eyepatch due to his blindness, he could not hide the off-white color that basically radiated from Saengbong, but he was saddened that the child whom he had looked up to was blind.

“Elder. Are you here?”

When Geomseong deliberately showed his presence, Gyuwol-hyang immediately sensed his presence and reacted. Geomseong looked very interested in the fact that she reacted immediately, no matter how much she said she showed off her presence, so she was almost an ordinary person because she did not learn martial arts. Was building

‘Besides, this skill… Isn’t it a fairly familiar skill? It’s a little chillier, but it seems similar to a folktale.’

There were many things he wanted to ask, but fearing that just those words would provoke Gyu Wol-hyang’s pain, Geomseong carefully took a seat in front of her, blinded by her, and spoke to her.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes. It has improved a lot.”

“Are the eyes invisible?”

“Perhaps… I think the chances of him returning are slim. Just saving his life was a stroke of luck.”

Hearing those words, Geomseong felt his tongue drying up and swallowed the tea that had been prepared in advance.

It was always sad for young talents to get hurt or die.

“If it weren’t for the promise I made to the leader, I would have been able to help…”

“……”

“No. Nobu was stupid to accept the promise.”

“No, it’s really okay.”

Looking at Gyu Wol-hyang struggling with Geomseong’s voice reproaching her, Geomseong made a sad expression, but there was no way for her to notice as she had already lost her shine.

Still, what comforted her swordsman’s heart a little was that Saengbong-gyu Wolhyang, who was always driven by her fatigue and sense of duty, looked more relaxed than when she was fine.

‘But did you gain as much as you lost?’

“Your expression looks very good.”

“Ah, yes, because a good guest came to visit.”

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk… It seems that the customer is not Nobu.”

It was a joke to tease Gyu Wol-hyang, who had yet to have a lover even though she was an old maid by the standards of martial arts. Normally, she would accept that she was married because of her duty as a medical maid, but unlike usual, she was unable to continue speaking and was only fiddling with the back of her hand. From the looks of it, Geomseong was clearly aware of the situation.

“Oh. Is he the warrior dragon of the Kunlun faction?”

People in the world knew that Geomseong had cut off ties with the world and lived in seclusion, but in reality, Geomseong lived with the pleasure of traveling around here and there using his own walking techniques and listening to rumors.

Of course, people do not notice Geomseong’s existence even if they are stealing rumors, so they only know that he went into hiding and lost contact.

That’s why I picked up the rumor that Jeonryong Cheongsang, which was widely spread in the martial arts world of Sword Saints, had saved her lifebong Gyu Wolhyang from the Blackwoldang and stayed by her side to protect her, and the two were expelled from the Five Dragons Chilbong and asked about it. .

“No, I don’t have that kind of relationship with Young master Cheongsang.”

For Geomseong, who could check her blood vein and heartbeat by feeling his energy, he could immediately tell whether she was lying or telling the truth.

“Young master Cheongsang is a lifesaver, but I must say that we are not in that kind of relationship. Although he was helped in many ways…”

“Rumors are just rumors. Then it’s not just another rumor.”

“Are there any other rumors?”

“It’s a nasty rumor that our Wolhyang had an affair with a man with the last name Yeon. Of course this is a lie, right?”

“Well, I don’t have that kind of relationship with the practitioner…”

Geomseong immediately sensed that Gyuwolhyang’s heart was pounding violently.