Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 58

Chapter 58 – The Sword Saint Visits (02)

“hehehe… I see. After all, rumors cannot be trusted.”

“Yes, it’s not that kind of relationship. It’s just that he was a lifesaver along with Young master Cheongsang, and he risked his own life to save mine…”

Gyuwolhyang didn’t notice, but now Geomseong was smiling happily and listening to Gyuwolhyang’s story, who suddenly became talkative.

His students felt like they would cry at any moment, saying that if they let the sword rest for even a little bit, sad memories came to mind, so they either overworked themselves or just stared blankly at the sky with tears in their eyes, so they never chattered like a girl like this. .

‘I don’t know what kind of guy he is, but as long as he’s a good person, it’ll be okay…’

What if you are blind? Geomseong thought that just meeting and forming a relationship like this would be good, just being freed from that sense of obligation, and he was secretly thinking about meeting that young man.

“Oh, come to think of it, Wolhyang. How can you, who didn’t know martial arts, have such weak internal skills? Moreover, it looks like your veins have been reborn, as if you’ve undergone a metamorphosis.”

“This is also a mental method taught by Young master, but it was originally said to be a martial art developed by Young master’ teacher to improve health.”

“Is that so? Would you like to show it in front of this old lady?”

With those words, Gyu Wolhyang carefully sat down, adjusted her breathing, and began to use the composition that her Yeoncheongha had taught her.

“It’s definitely a martial art suitable for a woman. The techniques of enlightenment are not deep, but for self-defense or for recovering the sick…”

The moment he finally saw the flow of her inner energy circling Gyu Wolhyang’s body, Geomseong’s eyes opened wide.

This flow of inner energy, which I had forgotten about until now because I wasn’t paying attention to it, was because this cold and clear inner force resembled someone I knew well.

“……Who did you say taught you?”

“The master healed my body and taught me the nine virtues.”

When Geomseong’s tone suddenly changed, Gyuwolhyang responded obediently, not knowing what was going on, but Geomseong’s momentum quickly began to dominate the entire Yakgok.

However, unlike when the Murim Lord’s force dominates the surroundings and people are suppressed without even being able to breathe, the Sword Saint’s force was deprived of all information without even knowing that they were being watched by the Sword Saint.

“Elderly?”

In no time, Geomseong had disappeared in front of Gyuwolhyang, Jeonsaengbong Peak.

Her movements were so natural and fast that she couldn’t tell even if her eyes were fine.

* * *

She suddenly pulled out her Hancheol sword with a creepy feeling in her.

“Why are you doing that?”

Somafu next to me saw me suddenly draw my sword and I didn’t understand why, but I also felt an unpleasant sensation that I couldn’t explain go through my body.

‘I was hit’

I had an unpleasant feeling as if my personal information was being stolen through hacking, so I pulled out my sword and took an alert stance, but at that moment, an old man with a white beard appeared in Gyu Sojeo’s room where Somafu and I were hiding alone.

‘Before you know it…!’

When I saw the intruder, I instinctively tried to swing my sword, but at that moment, my instinct screamed.

My head flies off before I can cast any of the Jade Rangcheon Sword’s herbivores.

“He’s a young man with quite a good sense of humor.”

I could only make out the old man’s movements if I concentrated all my attention.

Non-threatening movements, very natural steps, a soft voice and a peaceful expression as if there is no hostility.

But this man’s treasured sword was stimulating my instincts like crazy, and I was being forcibly warned that he could go out faster than me even if he didn’t have his hand on the handle.

‘My sword… Can I reach it?’

“Don’t you know that I didn’t come to kill you?”

Yes. This old man had no intention of killing me.

He was trying to reassure me to the point that if I were to be asked to take a surrendering stance, I would have done all the fighting.

It’s just that my instincts are that when I see a prosecutor who has reached a level where he is stronger than me, I get scared and get nervous as if I am facing my worst enemy.

‘Calm down… Calm down…!’

“Take a deep breath. Yes, your martial arts skills, Cheongshim Glassworking, will help you control your mind.”

Following the old man’s words, I took a deep breath and used the Cheongshim Glass Ball. Little by little, the Hancheol sword began to break and my grip on it began to lose strength.

Seeing someone who had used all possible means to claim that he was not hostile to me, that it took this much mental strength just to take his hand off the sword… I was so pathetic that I was shocked.

After about 15 minutes had passed, I was able to take my hand off the sword, and the old man who had been waiting calmly while looking at me covered in cold sweat finally opened his mouth.

“Hey, what’s your name?”

“Yeon… Cheongha.”

“Oh… That’s strange. I’m just saying your name, but why does it shake like I’m lying… It’s as if someone is impersonating that name.”

‘Are you realizing that I… Am not Yeon Cheong-ha, but someone else possessed by Yeon Cheong-ha?’

“It’s strange that he can’t even say his own name truthfully.”

The old man closed his eyes for a moment and then revealed his business.

“By any chance, do you know about a girl named Ok Seol-hwa?”

“……Samae!”

“I see…!”

A sigh flowed from the old man’s mouth.

“Is this the death penalty that the folktale spoke of?”

An old man with endless strength even at the peak of his knowledge of folk tales.

No matter how much I thought about it, there was only one old man who could meet this condition.

“Sword Saint…!”

“It’s not enough, but Nobu is called that.”

* * *

They say people quickly get used to any situation.

After about half an hour (about an hour), we were finally able to have a conversation without being oppressed by the Sword Saint’s force.

“…Are you here after the twins?”

“I’m not the Cheonma himself, and I’m not interested in causing harm to those children. If they do something malicious, I’ll stop them, but aren’t they still calm? Of course, if they were the leader, they would say differently.”

If you are a Murim lord, you will definitely try to use Socheonma and Somahu, regardless of whether you attempt to assassinate them or kidnap them and use them as hostages.

“So rest assured.”

“Well… You’ll have to see.”

Anyway, it was useless because the sword master could cut down anyone in this position with a single sword if he wanted to, but despite this, Somafu was using his fire magic attack and preparing to respond to an attack at any time.

“That’s my personality to begin with.”

“Kkkkkkk… You can’t help but be scared since you’ve entered someone else’s land.”

Somafu’s expression hardened even more at the statement that he seemed to understand, but the Sword Saint was not paying attention.

“Nobu heard sad news from the children he had previously formed a relationship with by participating in the Yongbong branch, so he came by to comfort them. There was no other purpose.”

Yes. The rumor about Saengbong Gyuwolhyang’s body had already spread throughout the central plains, so it was enough to reach the ears of the Geomseong who was living in seclusion.

“I heard that the old man of the Sword Saint gathered a fortune in folklore.”

“Oh. It must not have been through the leader. I must have heard it from someone else.”

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No questions were asked as to whether the Geomseong knew that the command to keep quiet was issued.

“Did the Four Sisters of Snow come with you? Where are they? Are they with the old Sword Saint?”

I was getting more and more excited and felt like I was asking as if I was urging him, but I still had a chance to hear news from Samae, so there was no way I could hold back.

When Geomseong saw me like that, he didn’t yell or get angry, but instead answered my question with a bitter expression.

“Seolhwa came down from the mountain half a year ago. And she went to look for Maengju.”

“Ah…!”

I could not help but let out a despairing sigh at the words I least wanted to hear.

‘I thought I would be able to find Samae if I search for the Sword Saint, but why… Aren’t they together?’

“Seolhwa’s understanding is so outstanding. I’ve already taught him everything about technical aspects and herbivory. If you’re a swordsman, there’s almost no danger anywhere in the central plains. So, when I accepted Seolhwa’s request to go down the mountain, I realized the leader’s plan. I never thought it would be…”

“……”

In other words, the story was that Geomseong was deceived by the leader and had her samae taken away.

“I hope you don’t hurt yourself…”

“What do you mean?”

“It must be said that the sword held in one’s heart is so sharp. Just holding it has become a deadly sword that cuts through one’s own heart and inflicts wounds.”

It’s a phrase that captures distant clouds, but for some reason, I felt like I could understand the situation.

“I hope it doesn’t get ruined to the point of no return…”

“Are you saying that Samae is dangerous? She is being chased by the Black Moon Party guys, or she is dangerous because she has been captured by the Murim Alliance…”

“Nothing like that has happened yet. But my heart is in danger.”

I guess I should have come down sooner. If I had come down and contacted Samae at least 6 months ago, this conflict wouldn’t have happened.

“……”

“What should I do? It’s fate that we met like this, so it would be better to help Nobu as much as possible. Anyway, I asked you not to interfere in the affairs of the Murim Alliance, but can’t you at least take out one of the disciples that Nobu took in in his later years?”

In response to Geomseong’s question, I said that I would go to the bottom of my throat to find it.

But soon, when he realized that searching for Samae would be meaningless after the Black Moon Party took over the world, and when he saw that the Murim Lord was desperately trying to hide Samae, he realized that simply finding her was not the problem, so he threw everything away. I suppressed the desire to visit.

“No matter how much the ruler distinguishes between public and private matters, he will not be obsessed with Seolhwa if Nobu gets down on his knees and begs for mercy.”

Geomseong said that the Murim leader would let Seolhwa go for his own sake, but Nana Gyu Wolhyang, whom she had met in person, actually shook her head.

I won’t let that bastard go. Rather, they will use the Four Sisters as an excuse to use it as a weakness to grab and shake the Sword Saint.

“Did you promise… Not to interfere in the affairs of the Murim Alliance?”

“That’s right. There can’t be two suns in the same sky. Even without Nobu’s strength, the leader was a strong man comparable to the Heavenly Demon, so he had no shortcomings, so he willingly accepted. By all means, after that, the leader told the story. “I didn’t know they would trick you into taking you.”

Anyway, due to the nature of the Sword Saint, he would not rush at the leader with his sword as if he were going to kill him to give him Seolhwa, and if it were just words, the leader would not let Seolhwa go even if he died.

Rather, the moment the Sword Saint realizes that he wants Seolhwa back, he will do whatever it takes to use her as a hostage.

Then, reverse the idea.

“You can’t make a swordsman with great honor say two things with one mouth.”

I looked back at Somafu next to me.

“We promised not to intervene in the affairs of the Murim Alliance… But not elsewhere. We have not intervened yet, so we have nothing to do with each other.”

“What are you talking about…?”

“Elder Sword Saint.”

I pulled the Somafu next to me and showed it in front of the Sword Saint.

“Please help the Demonic Cult that is suffering from the Black Moon Party.”

If Geomsung helps me, I will deploy him where force is most needed.