The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 141



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Episode 141

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“I heard that Representative Namgung Se-ga is looking after my body.”

“That’s right.”

“I have already shown myself to numerous congressmen, but there was no improvement.”

“I heard. So, you wanted to obtain the Great Transformation?”

The elders were all taken aback by Namgung Mucheon’s direct question.

Even in Hwasan, it was a top secret that he had tried to secretly obtain the Daehwandan from Shaolin, so what Namgung Mucheon said was enough to make them flustered.

“I heard from Plum Blossom Sword. Now that I think about it, I don’t see that guy anymore.”

“Maehwasingeom has temporarily left the main temple due to some matter. I would like to take this opportunity to formally apologize for the rudeness Maehwasingeom committed against Namgung Segae.”

No-un pushed away the hem of my clothes.

“As you can see, the person who wrote the text is seriously ill and has caused the elders of the text to become anxious.”

Nomun visited Namgung Se-ga to retrieve the Daehwandan.

In Namgung Se-ga, it was said that the threat posed by No-moon was his fault as a long-term person.

Namgung Mucheon nodded his head slightly as if he understood.

“It’s okay, I didn’t get over it either.”

“Haha. Is that so?”

The elders cleared their throats.

Just hearing that the Emperor’s case didn’t go smoothly sent shivers down my spine.

Namgung Mucheon slowly looked at the elders of the volcano.

“Well, I came to see for myself. I was surprised to see the plum blossom sword so angry. And seeing you, I think it was a good idea to come.”

“I am grateful that Senior Cheonryong Sword Emperor came all the way to this remote place.”

“Why waste time? Let’s see how it goes.”

“Yes. Before that, have you heard that the disciples of the text and the Namgung Se-ga’s warriors want to do a martial arts match?”

“I heard. That’s what I told you to do. At that age, you grow up fighting.”

The age of the great disciples and the Black Dragon Corps was by no means young for them to say that they grew up while fighting, but it was not strange since the one who said that was Namgung Mucheon.

“So, I would like to make a suggestion to you as well.”

Namgung Mucheon looked at the elders of the Hwasan faction with a faint smile.

“While the head of the family’s medical team is checking on the condition of the Jade Sword, how about we do something for once after a long time?”

Noh Baek looked at him in surprise.

“What do you mean by one thing…?”

“You and I here.”

As Namgung Mucheon clenched his fist, a strong tendon popped out.

A blue aura gently emanated from his body.

The elders of the Volcano Sect swallowed dry saliva with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

“What do you think? Does it make your mouth water?”

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“Ugh… Ugh… .”

The beggar, whose neck had been trampled, looked up at the one who had trampled him, barely able to catch his breath.

I tried to relieve some of the pressure by holding onto my ankle, but my hands kept slipping because of the excited sweat.

“Phew, Wind God… Why on earth… Why are you doing this…! Aren’t you afraid of going up against the main faction…?! Even between people of the same faction… This isn’t right!”

The one looking down at the beggar with a cold gaze is the Wind and Thunder God, Seop Mu-gwang. Although he is not one of the top ten masters, he is famous for his sword that resembles lightning.

“Why are you doing this…? What if you guys didn’t know that? You guys are the best at gathering information. There’s no way you wouldn’t have known I was coming, right?”

And the one standing under the feet of Seopwuwang was the Yunnan Opening Fantazhou Mak Yeochui.

“You barged in here all of a sudden… What are you talking about! We’re… Ugh, you’re so bright…! Do you think I’m some kind of mind reader…?”

“If it’s necessary, I guess I’ll have to do it.”

“Th, what is that…!”

Woodduck.

“Ugh, ugh…! Th, first of all, this…! Gulp! T, get it out of the way…! Ugh, ugh…!”

Seop Mu-gwang, who had been watching Mak Yeo-chwi in pain for a while, relaxed his feet and asked again.

“Where are my men?”

“Ugh, ugh…! Have you ever seen such a black bastard!”

“If you ask me one more time, I’ll kill you.”

The aura of the disciple, the street warrior, rose from his entire body.

Heek, Mak Yeo-chui’s face turned pale as she gasped for breath.

If it was a foot loaded with air power, it was only a matter of time before the neck was finished with one blow.

“Oh, I will tell you! I will tell you!”

Mak Yeo-chui struggled, hitting Seop Mu-gwang’s legs.

Submu-kwang kicked his feet away and grabbed him by the collar.

“It would be best not to mix in lies. Whether you guys are black or white, or who you are working under. That’s none of my business.”

Mak Yeo-chui nodded her head urgently.

In his gaze, Submu-gwang’s expression was indifferent, but that indifferent expression actually aroused fear.

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Kang! Kak-! Kang!

Blue and pink energies were mixed together on the volcano wave’s stage.

The first to fight were Black Dragon Lord Namgung Hyuk and Hwasanpa’s long-suffering disciple Yu Baek.

Namgung Hyuk’s sword dug into Yu Baek’s right side.

Yoo Baek turned his body to avoid the sword strike and used his spinning power to aim for Namgung Hyuk’s right shoulder instead.

Kaang-!

The sword that had been swung at Yu Baek suddenly returned and blocked the attack.

However, rather than bouncing off the black sword, it struck Namgung Hyuk with full force and crushed him.

Kagakak… .

“You look young, but your external skills are quite well-trained.”

“Age doesn’t matter when it comes to learning. And…”

Kaang-!

“You’re not that young!”

Kakakakakang! Kakakang! Kakakang!

A small spark flew and the two swords clashed for dozens of seconds as if they had been waiting for it.

“Ugh!”

Yu Baek kicked the ground and jumped up.

Namgung Hyuk also braced himself and prepared for the coming attacks.

The Milky White Sword drew a splendid sword path and poured down towards Namgung Hyuk.

A sword technique that creates the illusion of dozens of flower petals fluttering in the wind.

It was the volcano sword technique, the fallen flower sword.

“…!”

Namgung Hyuk displayed Namgung’s sword technique against the Nakhwageom.

To deal with the flashy swords that were a mixture of quick and sharp swords and a magic sword, he chose Namgung’s sword technique, Cheonpung Sword Technique (天風劍法).

Every time Namgung Hyuk’s sword moved, a wind blew from somewhere and blue energy swayed like a mist.

‘Kick away the illusions and deal with the real deal!’

The strong wind blew away the fake flower petals that had deceived the eyes and peeled off their coverings.

Then the kernels that had to be countered appeared.

Kaka kaka kang! Kaka kang!

‘He’s one step ahead of me.’

I knew it even without crossing swords, but now that I’ve actually had it done, I know for sure.

The realm of Milky White was ahead of Namgung Hyuk.

‘Changgungbiyeongeom 2nd form, flying in the sky!’

The volcano’s black poison was so fast that it was difficult to counter it all.

Namgung Hyuk used another sword technique to block Yu Baek’s sword and attack him in return.

The corners of Yu-baek’s lips slightly curved.

As if he had noticed Namgung Hyuk’s counterattack, he continued to use his swordsmanship.

A sword technique that represents the volcano.

It was the twenty-four-handed plum blossom sword.

‘6-second plum blossom fall!’

Dozens of plum blossom petals that were fluttering fell and fell again.

To Namgung Hyuk’s eyes, it looked like plum blossoms were pouring down.

“Oh, right.”

They say the swordsmanship of the Hwasan faction is so beautiful.

Isn’t this a sword that makes you really understand why such a formula is attached to it?

‘One, it can’t be easily broken.’

Namgung Hyuk grabbed the sword.

His sword moved with a powerful energy as if it were about to cut down the falling plum blossoms in one fell swoop.

If Yoo Baek attacked with the swordsmanship of Byeon Geum and Hwan Geum, Namgung Hyuk fought with the heavy sword and quick sword, which are the essence of Namgung’s swordsmanship.

‘The first of the three styles of the Great Sword Technique.’

Great beheading!

Kwaaaaang-!!

The two swords clashed with a loud noise.

Namgung’s warriors and Hwasan’s disciples, who had been watching the two men’s fight with sweaty palms, stood up without realizing it.

The clash of energies raised dust, and a humming vibration shook the unarmed weapon.

When the sound gradually died down.

The two people who had been clashing swords simultaneously put their swords away and swung their fists at each other.

“It was a good fight.”

“It was an honor to be able to see the Namgung Se-ga sword.”

“Me too. It was my first time seeing such a fast and beautiful sword. It was a pleasure just to look at.”

“You are too kind.”

After a brief greeting to each other, the two turned and returned to their seats.

That was when.

With a “kugu-kung” sound, the entire volcano shook for a moment.

Everyone, including Namgung Hyuk and Yoo Baek, looked at one place.

It was the sound of the Namgung clan and the Hwasan elders fighting.

The fact that they had decided to fight separately was known only to Namgung Hyuk, Yoo Baek, and Seol Hwa.

Seol-hwa, who had been staring at the place where she felt the clash of energy, then looked at Hwa-san’s disciple climbing up onto the stage.

There was a man named Yuson, a great disciple of the Hwasanpa.

‘Yuson… .’

His name sounded unfamiliar.

And there were two reasons why the names of the disciples of the Volcano Sect were unfamiliar.

‘Those who did not return.’

One who never returned to the volcano in his previous life.

He who was the owner of the empty tomb.

And maybe.

One who didn’t need to return.

‘He is likely one of the blood cult’s henchmen.’

Although he may not have been the one who hypnotized them, he was likely someone who infiltrated the Volcano Clan and was helping them as a spy.

Seolhwa stood up from her seat.

Then he approached the Black Dragon member who was just getting up and taking out his sword and grabbed his arm.

“I’ll go out for this match.”

The Black Dragon’s eyes widened.

“Yes? Miss?”

Seolhwa looked back at the Black Dragon.

“Is that okay?”

The look in her eyes as she asked that question was vivid.

Black Dragon Lord knew the look in Seolhwa’s eyes.

The bright eyes of a young lady seen before accomplishing something.

“Is there any possibility?”

The Black Dragon Lord bowed his head briefly toward Seolhwa and ordered the Black Dragon members who were preparing to fight to step back.

Seolhwa turned towards the stage.

As he was climbing the stage, Yoo-son’s gaze turned towards her at the same time.