Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 67

Chapter 67 – The Sword Star Falls (03)

To be honest, Somafu could not help but be surprised.

When he returned to Mahoujeon, the rebels were causing an uproar. When he heard the noise and wondered if something had happened, he went into his room where Yeoncheongha was lying down, and there he saw a long-haired man with hair that reached down to his calves. The pretty girl is holding Yeon Cheong-ha’s hand and crying.

“……Who?”

Even if I asked who she was or what was going on, she didn’t answer and was just crying and whispering something to Yeon Cheong-ha.

She was repeating some of the words again and again until her own throat grew hoarse and her lips parted.

‘I’m not going anywhere’

‘I’m next to you’

From Somahu’s point of view, she thought about how she would let Yeoncheongha into her room, but she had no intention of letting such an uninvited guest in.

But she seems to know her Yeoncheongha well, and she feels sorry for tearing away a crying girl like that. Saengbong-gyu was waiting for Wolhyang to arrive.

And Gyuwolhyang, who arrived inside via carriage, treated the injured together with the medical women and was the first to treat those who needed their help. If the condition was mild or required nursing care, they left it to the medical staff of the Demonic Cult to move on to the next task. Processed.

Gyuwolhyang was the first to check Geomseong’s body, finally confirming that he was dead, and preparing a gift to take him to Jinju.

Although Somahu apologized for the damage to his body, she also understood the viciousness of the Black Moon Party to some extent, so even though she was sad, she did not blame the twins.

Regarding Yeon Cheong-ha’s condition, it was said that the sword wound inflicted by the black sword was a blow that was close to divine, so the cutting edge was sharp and the wound was healing quickly, so it could be ignored, and the other part was exhausted due to extreme consumption of internal energy and mental strength. He said that all you need to do is take your time and relax.

Of course, the broken left hand and the torn right hand required surgical treatment, but since the Demonic Cult could handle that, they were covered in expensive herbs and ointments and wrapped in bandages.

“My hands are going to smell bad. Stop fiddling with them, will you?”

Of course, the reason for covering him with that ointment was to speed up Yeoncheongha’s recovery, but it was also because he was concerned about the girl who kept fiddling with his hand.

‘Why is a sleeping person kneading like that?’

She shed tears and said she was sorry when he spoke to her without even introducing who she was, but Somafu thought that it would be easy for someone to misunderstand her and think that she was making her cry because she was bothering him.

Of course, her husband knew that she was crying all the time, so she didn’t say anything to Somafu.

After about 5 days had passed and the treatment of the critically ill patients was over, Gyu Wol-hyang, who had some free time, came to Yeon Cheong-ha’s room.

“It’s a face that’s hard to see.”

“Cheonmahu’s condition is more serious than expected…”

Of course, Queen Cheonma was trying hard not to show weakness in front of her children, and after Cheonma’s death, she was unable to eat or drink properly and was completely deprived of food. Moreover, she felt sorry for the maid she trusted the most who was contaminated by Mara’s heart, so she died early. Unable to kill him, he was neglected and gradually became contaminated by her.

In such a situation, it was natural that he was in bad shape as he wasted time fighting the sadangju with all his might.

“Mother is not that weak.”

However, in the Demonic Cult, even between her parents and children, she was not allowed to show weakness, so Soma Hu was asserting that, contrary to her worried feelings, Cheonma Fu was fine.

She is confident that she believes in her own mother, her Cheonmahu in her own way.

“But you’ve found stability now…”

Saying that, Gyu Wolhyang entered her room and heard the news of Yeoncheongha, who was still unable to come to her senses. Unable to hide her worried expression, she followed Soma Hu’s guidance and approached the bed. .

‘It is said that treatment should be given based on how life-threatening is at stake, not based on personal feelings. ‘Even medical women are a nuisance.’

In any case, if she treats her based on her personal feelings, all of the members of the Demonic Cult will be pushed to the bottom of her priority, so Somahu was not going to complain, but if a person was unconscious for 5 days, she would be in the position of watching from her side. I was bound to get nervous.

“I feel a familiar energy.”

“Because that person is there?”

“I feel not only a practitioner, but also a similar one.”

Because her own body reacted to the Cheongshim glass ball, Gyu Wolhyang was able to notice the presence of her Seolhwa even though her eyes were not visible.

Somahu, who heard Gyuwolhyang’s story, was able to guess her identity to some extent.

‘Was it a Samae named Seolhwa?’

Since Geomseong and Yeoncheongha always talked about folk tales when they were alone, even though she knew their names as Socheonma and Somahu, they could not know her identity.

“Whew.”

“……?”

For some reason, Gyu Wol-hyang was suspicious of Soma Hu’s sighing sound of relief, but she deliberately did not show her signs and calmly sensed the energy of Yeoncheongha and Jade Seolhwa.

“You’re awake.”

“Who?”

“Sir. You have regained consciousness, and for a while… It seems you are regaining the strength to speak.”

While she was unconscious, Gyu Wol-hyang was relieved to see that her energy, which had been instinctively spinning furiously to protect her body, was stabilizing and slowly beginning to regain control.

And after a while, she lifted the crying girl’s hand to her own cheek, checked her temperature, and only then opened her eyes.

“I thought it was a dream… I might have been afraid that it would disappear if I opened my eyes.”

“I… I’m not going anywhere. I’m here.”

She looked up at Seolhwa’s face, which was covered in tears, and smiled a smile that had never been seen before in Yeoncheonghae.

“It’s been a while since I last saw you, but you’re still a crybaby.”

* *

The secret base of the Black Moon Party away from the Demonic Cult.

It was an intermediate base for gathering troops for a full-scale attack on the Demonic Bridge, and was a place where a secret passage into the Demonic Bridge was secured during the days of the Blood Bridge.

Since the transcendental masters were escaping through that place, there was no way the demonic cultists could chase them no matter how hard they searched.

In addition, because the six lords had collapsed the entrance and many of the surrounding terrain had collapsed due to the heavy rain that fell on Hundred Thousand Mountains some time ago, they were able to reach the secret base of the Black Moon Temple without being caught by a tracking party.

The Sadangju, who had been silent until now and followed the leader of the party, finally opened the mouth he had been suppressing until now when he arrived at the Black Moon Party.

“Why did you keep those people alive?”

“……”

Heo Wol, the head of the first family, made no reply.

“Although the wounds suffered by the Sword Saint were severe, my younger brother and I could jump in and annihilate them if only the leader of the first party had given them the order. The forces of the Demonic Cult will remain, but they will fall into even more chaos than today.”

Sadangju’s opinion was extremely reasonable. It was the Black Moon Party that had the advantage at that location, and since they had defeated the Sword Saint, it was the right time to kill the Demon Cult and all the masters who had invaded the place.

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“Or we should have brought the corpse of the Sword Saint to raise the morale of the Black Moon Party members and warn the Murim Alliance…”

“Sadangju.”

“Yes.”

“I only move at the command of the head of the family.”

“That’s right.”

“Are you protesting?”

Sadangju felt his heart burst as he felt the cool black sword touching his neck.

To be precise, the black sword was delivered to the waist of the first leader, Heo Wol, but he realized that his head could be cut off at any time if he wanted to.

“No. But even if the head of the group doesn’t come forward, me and my younger brother…”

At that moment, the black sword of the single party leader cut the right arm of the sadang leader.

“Pfft!”

A small wound appeared, as if the cloth had been scooped up with thin thread, and only after the Sadangju’s arm fell off did he realize that he had been cut.

“Are you rebelling against the Lord of the Black Moon? The Black Cross Sword of the Lord of the Sadang.”

“No…!”

Sadangju felt an eerie sensation as he felt the blood gushing out of his arm and that he felt no pain even in this situation.

‘It’s a ridiculous slash…!’

I didn’t see the attack at all.

Literally, the moment you made up your mind, the wound was already cut, and by the time the head of the shrine realized that it had been cut, the arm was already falling off.

“Be disciplined.”

“I understand… I understand.”

Sadangju survived because the black sword was already in its sheath.

Luckily for him, Ildangju no longer wielded his black sword after Sadangju bowed his head and confessed his mistake, and Yukdangju, who was frightened next to him, hurriedly picked up his arm and attached it to him.

“Tongue, bro~! You’re not even recovering like me!”

“Ugh…! It’s noisy…”

The contact surface sticks together as if it had never been cut from the beginning.

Although scars remain and blood drains out, the shoulder that was cut so thinly will stick together quickly, and although there will be some resistance and scarring, it will stick again.

Because Ildangju’s black sword was so sharp, he could even attach a severed arm if he only took time and used Blackwoldang’s unique healing techniques.

“Hyungniyyyyyyyyy…”

While sniffling, the Sadangju had to retreat before the Black Moon Dangju, leaning on the Yukdangju who wrapped his arms around him.

After confirming that the presence of the Sadangju, who had been placed on probation for a while due to the failure of this mission, was disappearing, the Cheildangju entered the Black Moon Dangjugak.

“I’m back, head of the family.”

No sound echoed inside.

Only the reverberation of the voice of the head of the family, Heo Wol, was still reverberating, but Heo Wol bowed his head politely and even placed his black sword at the entrance before entering.

“It was just as the head of the family said.”

Kneeling in front of the Black Moon Temple surrounded by a curtain, He Yue closed his eyes and placed his head on the ground, waiting for permission.

And after a while, even though no sound was heard, he carefully got up and washed his hands in the gold basin prepared inside the curtain.

Face, head, arms, legs, body. Only after washing his entire body, wiping his body with clean silk, and washing away all the dirty substances of the world, was the head of the first clan able to step into the mysterious fog where the head of the Black Moon clan resided.

“Ah… Are you worried?”

What is in this fog is one thief and one lump.

A piece of meat the size of a human body was placed on an altar made of gold and silver.

It is not just a piece of dead meat, but it is pulsating as if it is alive, but it has no eyes, nose, mouth, or ears and is covered with something similar to human skin.

The head of the first family entered with an ecstatic expression and was carefully stroking the piece of meat placed in front of him.

“Head of the clan, please tell me. What path Black Moon should take in the future.”

Until a response comes again, the head of the first clan will continue his meditation next to the head of the Black Moon clan.

“I will become your sword and bring an end to the false world.”

The Lord of the Black Moon House did not reply. But the leader didn’t care.

When the time comes, the Lord of the Black Moon will show the way once again.