"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 289- I'll show you the level of the Blue Cloud Sword
Returning to his seat, the returning man closed his mouth tightly and sat there blankly.
In the middle of the night, the word Hongdukkae came true.
He only thought of the dangers of Fengji Mountain, but did not expect to face such an insult on the way.
The first of the twelve demons, he said he had to eat spoiled food.
He has nothing to eat for that too, so if it's something like that, that's understandable.
What did he do with a healthy amount of food in his backpack!
'Fast deuk! Shall I make a life-and-death decision with him?'
Hyeok Mu-chun, the town of Shisan, said to Gwi Young-ja, who gritted his teeth and glared at the jeok-ha.
“Be patient now. If you stay together, good opportunities may come.”
“You mean to tell me to go all the way to Mt. Fengji eating garbage?”
Hyukmu-chun said as he unwrapped the package.
“Strictly speaking, this is not dry weight. He must have prepared a special meal. Don't you put dry weight on oiled paper? From now on, things will get a little better.”
The ghost-kun slightly looked down.
As Hyukmu-chun said, he seemed to be packing smoked duck meat rather than dry weight.
Besides, attacking the jeok-ha right now was tantamount to suicide.
As Gwi Yeong-ja calmed his anger, Hyuk Mu-chun busily played with his hands.
He tore off the damaged parts and culled out only the parts that looked fine to the naked eye.
“eat it.”
Hyuk Mu-chun first put a piece of meat into his mouth.
A bitter taste was felt on the tip of his tongue.
I feel like I've been poisoned.
Youngja-kun, who was watching Hyukmu-chun eat, also reluctantly picked up one.
Suddenly, I remembered my damn childhood.
‘Yes, fuck! let's eat. I ate and lived then, but I can't say it now.'
When I forcefully put it in my mouth and chew it, tears flow.
In the green forest, the Twelve Demons were in the position of one person and ten thousand people – until Yeonjeokha appeared.
Even when he learned martial arts from Pacheonma-gun, the head of the household, he was not treated so inhumanly.
'I'll give you back a hundred and a thousand times someday.'
Youngja-kun swore revenge and swallowed the food he was chewing.
It feels like it's stuck in my throat like candy because I forced myself to eat it.
He swallowed several times and finally went down, but that was only for a moment, and soon his stomach started to groan.
In the end, Youngja-kun passed the time just pretending to eat.
Because of that, only Hyuk Moo Chun died.
It was because he had to eat the food left behind by the ghosts.
When the two of them somehow finished their meal and were about to take a breather, Yeon Jeok-ha shouted.
"hey! What are you doing? Don't be lazy and go get some water. Shouldn't you be aware of that? Shall I go and remember?”
This is a complete mess.
This is the moment when the heartbroken ghost soldier risked his life to say a word.
A step faster than that, Hyuk Moo Chun answered like a Jeom Soi.
"yes! yes! I will take it soon!”
Gwi Youngja-kun was stunned and could not speak.
Hyeok Moo-chun is the owner of Haksan Sanchae, and has the nickname Sisan Mado.
It is the sound of ‘he built a mountain with corpses.
The number of those who died at his hands was too numerous to count.
That kind of person was now a pointless point of view.
“Youngja-kun, are you awake?”
Gwi Youngja-kun looked up at Hyukmu-chun with blank eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Gwiyeongja-gun thought Hyukmu-chun went crazy after eating spoiled food.
Otherwise, there's no way I could act like that.
Hyukmu-chun lowered his voice as much as he could and spoke in a whisper.
“You should drink at least clean water. Do you know when an opportunity like this will come again?”
"ah!"
An exclamation flowed from the ghost's mouth.
What a strong adaptability!
The hesitant ghost-kun also rose from his seat with a reluctant face.
As he said, he wanted to drink at least clear, clean water.
Like Hyeok Moo-chun, the ghosts began to adapt little by little to the heinous environment.
***
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
around lunchtime.
It was difficult to find an empty seat at Hyanglim Banjeom, which was composed of masters of the Cheonjimaeng.
Most of the guests were masters of the Blue Dragon.
It was like that because it had the most members among the three political factions remaining in Chiliha Village.
There were a lot of people, but the atmosphere was generally calm.
After Hyeon Mu-dae was massacred, no one talked about the success of Cheonji-maeng.
Rather, they are now anxious about the counterattack of famous schools that may start.
Even when it's full of people, it's bound to be quiet.
However, when many people gather together, there are some people who do not notice.
Such was the case with Panga's disciples.
Cheongcheon-do Paenggakmyeong, Paengmando, Paengiljin, and Paengmi-ryeo were cousins, and they were in their twenties.
Paeng Mi-ryeo, one of them, asked as if she had suddenly remembered it.
“Come to think of it, the people who went to Mt. Pungji. It's green with the people of Jujakdae. It's not like the character is only on the main stage, so why did that happen?”
Then Paeng-gak-myeong replied by clicking his tongue as if he didn't know that.
“Tsk tsk! Wasn't Namgoongyeon the first person nominated? It's called 'Ten Warlords', but it's unreliable. If it were you, would you trust and support Namgung-yeon?”
"I see."
Pang Mi-ryeo shook his head.
Paeng Il-jin, who was by his side, took another drink.
“Honestly, ‘Prince of 10’ was too much. It's the name you got from the halo of the Sword King. To be 'completely flawless' at only 22 years old? What about 'Wufu'? Musketeer Jegal also earned the nickname ‘Shinki Susa’ in his later years.”
“Iljin-ah is right. If Namgungyeon was really that good, would she have been annihilated by Namgung Sega? After a few small successes in recent years, he has become a 'Ten Warlords'. Knowing that, other masters didn’t apply.”
Paeng Mi-ryeo muttered with a worried face.
“I’m not really interested in green forest, but they say Kunlun Samseon is excellent at martial arts and techniques… … . Don't you know if they're the only ones suffering?”
“What can I do? She's still the daughter of the Sword King. You have to protect it even at the Suzakudae.”
“It was too much.”
The young Pang family put Namgung-yeon down.
It's because it's annoying that people of the same age are praised as 'the first lady'.
Chin Seol-ha, a disciple of Chang In-moon, who was sitting next to him just in time, couldn't see it and said something.
“Let’s hear it, so you’re talking harshly.”
For a moment, the already quiet spot became so still that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Paeng Gak-myeong frowned after confirming his opponent.
“Jean Sozer. How dare you interrupt Pangga's conversation? Don't you know that there are things you shouldn't do, no matter how chaotic the distinction between upper and lower has become blurred?”
It is a criticism of what qualifications you have in the affairs of the Chilpa family and the four generations.
However, Jinseolha did not back down.
“I also tried to pretend I didn’t hear because it was Pangga’s conversation. But there are so many rumours that I can’t bear to just stay there.”
“What are rumours?”
“Sojeo Namgung earned the nickname ‘Queen of Warlords’ with the sword king’s halo on his back? That she didn't trust her, so her other goons didn't volunteer to spy on her? If that's not a rumour, then what is a rumour?”
“Uh huh. Don't jump to conclusions when you don't know. I just said it in the sense that there are people who think that way.”
Paenggak-myeong changed her words slightly, being conscious of people's gazes.
Jin Seol-ha shot him with a stunned face.
"I beg your pardon? Are you saying that there are people who think that way? You said so much gossip about Namgung Sojeo a while ago?”
“Gossip? That's right, don't spread rumours. When did Chang In-moon come to stand on top of the four generations? Is it because we are close to the Namgung family that we do not care about our Paengga? Interrupted in Panga's conversation and told him to put it down.”
Even Pang Mi-ryeo gave a sneering sneer with a displeased face.
"She's like a woman who doesn't know how to measure. She flirts with Cheng Yun-geom (Nangong-tian) to buy her favor, but she seems to have nothing to see. Isn't it great that famous churches turn the world upside down? A subject she would not have dared to meet eye to eye with before.”
“What, what? Pang Sojeo! What did you say now!”
“Am I wrong? Where is Chang In-moon’s student interfering with Paengga’s conversation?”
As the conversation heated up, Jin Seol-ha's companions, Seol Cha-soo and Yu Geun-sik, comforted Jin Seol-ha.
“Sister Jean, be patient.”
“Okay, sit down. My opponent is Pangga.”
Ma Cheon-deok, the Seungwoon swordsman, who was the head of the Jeongju branch, also gestured to him to sit down.
This is because the people of Paengga are famous for their fiery temper and cutting first.
Jinseolha trembled and looked at Paenggakmyeong and Paengmiryeo.
In my mind, I want to swear at them just like them. However, if that happened, not only Chang In-mun but also the people in the Jeong-ju branch would suffer.
Tears welled up in Jin Seol-ha's eyes as she bit her lips to control her anger.
Just then, the door opened and someone came in hesitantly.
It was Namgungcheon, the blue cloud sword, who came to Jinseolha under the guise of coincidence today.
"no? Don't be afraid! Seollal Sohyeop, Yoo Sohyup, have we met again? But why is Jean Sozer doing that?”
Namgung-cheon intentionally hid from Ma Cheon-deok, Seol Cha-soo, and Yoo Geun-sik first.
Of course, it was to hide the fact that the thief was following Jin Seol-ha because his feet were numb.
Tears rolled down from Jin Seol-ha's eyes when she saw Namgung-cheon's dependable face.
When I saw him in a car that was unfair, it just happened like that.
In an instant, frost landed on Namgungcheon's face.
He strode closer to Jin Seol-ha and looked around.
“Who persecuted Jin So-je?”
Namgungcheon didn't ask, 'What's going on?'
I ended up pouring out the tears I had been holding back as I continued to support him unconditionally.
Soon after, he sat down on the chair and covered his face with both hands.
He doesn't want to show his weak side.
Namgungcheon's gaze turned to Seol Chasu.
“Seol Sohyeop, tell me what’s going on.”
Seol Cha-soo was taken aback by Namgung-cheon's cold eyes, which were usually soft.
Looking at the people of Paengga, they all have uncomfortable faces.
Still, there were a lot of numbers, so it was like ‘if you want to try it, try it’.
Angry at their shameless attitude, Seol Cha-su confessed the truth.
“… … On the contrary, they dare to tell Sister Jin that Chang In-moon's disciple interrupted the conversation with Paengga... … .”
For a moment, Paenggakmyeong cut off Seol Chasoo's words.
“When did we say that? He said that there are people who say that he is the halo of the sword king. In words, ‘ah’ is different and ‘uh’ is all By the way, why are you adding meaningless words to create a separation between Paengga and Namgungga? Which clan are you from?”
Seol Cha-soo, who had been crying for a moment, raised his voice.
“Call Chasu Seol, a disciple of Cheondomun. Did you say I didn't exist? If you are not one of the four generations, should you pretend not to see it even if you see it, and pretend not to hear it even if you hear it?”
“What is it? Did you say Cheondomun? wait and see I'll let you know how big the sin of teasing your mouth recklessly in Gangho. Dare to believe in Cheondomun... … .”
It's before the words of the paeng-Gak-Myeong are finished.
Namgungcheon turned to Paengga and yelled out loud.
“Shut up! This is not the place for you or the like to intervene! If you intervene in my small talk with me again, I will pull out your teeth.”
“… … .”
At Namgungcheon's screams, the spots became quiet as if a mouse had died.
The attention of other Bangpa people who were eating was focused on Namgungcheon and Paengga.
Paeng-gak-myeong was surprised by his unexpected development and forgot what to say for a moment.
Even though Namgungcheon is said to be the best among her later generations, it is a paper difference.
But how loud as if I were a master of incarnation!
"what! Shut up?”
“Did you dare to say to my older brother, ‘You’re like me’!”
"What's so great about the Namgung family!"
"Hey! Namgung Sohyeop! Don't speak carelessly!”
Led by Paenggakmyeong, the three Paengs spurned their seats and stood up.
It feels like there will be a knife fight any minute.
Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik moved their butts to help Namgung-cheon, who was cornered.
“You two don’t step out. This is just me and Jean Sojour’s business.”
Namgungcheon, who refused their help, told Paeng Gakmyeong and his cousins.
“Babes! Hearing the sound of Hu Ji-soo with the halo of Paengga, do you think everyone else is like that too? Come out. Today, I will show you the level of the Blue Cloud Sword.”
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 289- I'll show you the level of the Blue Cloud Sword
Returning to his seat, the returning man closed his mouth tightly and sat there blankly.
In the middle of the night, the word Hongdukkae came true.
He only thought of the dangers of Fengji Mountain, but did not expect to face such an insult on the way.
The first of the twelve demons, he said he had to eat spoiled food.
He has nothing to eat for that too, so if it's something like that, that's understandable.
What did he do with a healthy amount of food in his backpack!
'Fast deuk! Shall I make a life-and-death decision with him?'
Hyeok Mu-chun, the town of Shisan, said to Gwi Young-ja, who gritted his teeth and glared at the jeok-ha.
“Be patient now. If you stay together, good opportunities may come.”
“You mean to tell me to go all the way to Mt. Fengji eating garbage?”
Hyukmu-chun said as he unwrapped the package.
“Strictly speaking, this is not dry weight. He must have prepared a special meal. Don't you put dry weight on oiled paper? From now on, things will get a little better.”
The ghost-kun slightly looked down.
As Hyukmu-chun said, he seemed to be packing smoked duck meat rather than dry weight.
Besides, attacking the jeok-ha right now was tantamount to suicide.
As Gwi Yeong-ja calmed his anger, Hyuk Mu-chun busily played with his hands.
He tore off the damaged parts and culled out only the parts that looked fine to the naked eye.
“eat it.”
Hyuk Mu-chun first put a piece of meat into his mouth.
A bitter taste was felt on the tip of his tongue.
I feel like I've been poisoned.
Youngja-kun, who was watching Hyukmu-chun eat, also reluctantly picked up one.
Suddenly, I remembered my damn childhood.
‘Yes, fuck! let's eat. I ate and lived then, but I can't say it now.'
When I forcefully put it in my mouth and chew it, tears flow.
In the green forest, the Twelve Demons were in the position of one person and ten thousand people – until Yeonjeokha appeared.
Even when he learned martial arts from Pacheonma-gun, the head of the household, he was not treated so inhumanly.
'I'll give you back a hundred and a thousand times someday.'
Youngja-kun swore revenge and swallowed the food he was chewing.
It feels like it's stuck in my throat like candy because I forced myself to eat it.
He swallowed several times and finally went down, but that was only for a moment, and soon his stomach started to groan.
In the end, Youngja-kun passed the time just pretending to eat.
Because of that, only Hyuk Moo Chun died.
It was because he had to eat the food left behind by the ghosts.
When the two of them somehow finished their meal and were about to take a breather, Yeon Jeok-ha shouted.
"hey! What are you doing? Don't be lazy and go get some water. Shouldn't you be aware of that? Shall I go and remember?”
This is a complete mess.
This is the moment when the heartbroken ghost soldier risked his life to say a word.
A step faster than that, Hyuk Moo Chun answered like a Jeom Soi.
"yes! yes! I will take it soon!”
Gwi Youngja-kun was stunned and could not speak.
Hyeok Moo-chun is the owner of Haksan Sanchae, and has the nickname Sisan Mado.
It is the sound of ‘he built a mountain with corpses.
The number of those who died at his hands was too numerous to count.
That kind of person was now a pointless point of view.
“Youngja-kun, are you awake?”
Gwi Youngja-kun looked up at Hyukmu-chun with blank eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Gwiyeongja-gun thought Hyukmu-chun went crazy after eating spoiled food.
Otherwise, there's no way I could act like that.
Hyukmu-chun lowered his voice as much as he could and spoke in a whisper.
“You should drink at least clean water. Do you know when an opportunity like this will come again?”
"ah!"
An exclamation flowed from the ghost's mouth.
What a strong adaptability!
The hesitant ghost-kun also rose from his seat with a reluctant face.
As he said, he wanted to drink at least clear, clean water.
Like Hyeok Moo-chun, the ghosts began to adapt little by little to the heinous environment.
***
Jeongju.
Chili Hachon.
around lunchtime.
It was difficult to find an empty seat at Hyanglim Banjeom, which was composed of masters of the Cheonjimaeng.
Most of the guests were masters of the Blue Dragon.
It was like that because it had the most members among the three political factions remaining in Chiliha Village.
There were a lot of people, but the atmosphere was generally calm.
After Hyeon Mu-dae was massacred, no one talked about the success of Cheonji-maeng.
Rather, they are now anxious about the counterattack of famous schools that may start.
Even when it's full of people, it's bound to be quiet.
However, when many people gather together, there are some people who do not notice.
Such was the case with Panga's disciples.
Cheongcheon-do Paenggakmyeong, Paengmando, Paengiljin, and Paengmi-ryeo were cousins, and they were in their twenties.
Paeng Mi-ryeo, one of them, asked as if she had suddenly remembered it.
“Come to think of it, the people who went to Mt. Pungji. It's green with the people of Jujakdae. It's not like the character is only on the main stage, so why did that happen?”
Then Paeng-gak-myeong replied by clicking his tongue as if he didn't know that.
“Tsk tsk! Wasn't Namgoongyeon the first person nominated? It's called 'Ten Warlords', but it's unreliable. If it were you, would you trust and support Namgung-yeon?”
"I see."
Pang Mi-ryeo shook his head.
Paeng Il-jin, who was by his side, took another drink.
“Honestly, ‘Prince of 10’ was too much. It's the name you got from the halo of the Sword King. To be 'completely flawless' at only 22 years old? What about 'Wufu'? Musketeer Jegal also earned the nickname ‘Shinki Susa’ in his later years.”
“Iljin-ah is right. If Namgungyeon was really that good, would she have been annihilated by Namgung Sega? After a few small successes in recent years, he has become a 'Ten Warlords'. Knowing that, other masters didn’t apply.”
Paeng Mi-ryeo muttered with a worried face.
“I’m not really interested in green forest, but they say Kunlun Samseon is excellent at martial arts and techniques… … . Don't you know if they're the only ones suffering?”
“What can I do? She's still the daughter of the Sword King. You have to protect it even at the Suzakudae.”
“It was too much.”
The young Pang family put Namgung-yeon down.
It's because it's annoying that people of the same age are praised as 'the first lady'.
Chin Seol-ha, a disciple of Chang In-moon, who was sitting next to him just in time, couldn't see it and said something.
“Let’s hear it, so you’re talking harshly.”
For a moment, the already quiet spot became so still that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Paeng Gak-myeong frowned after confirming his opponent.
“Jean Sozer. How dare you interrupt Pangga's conversation? Don't you know that there are things you shouldn't do, no matter how chaotic the distinction between upper and lower has become blurred?”
It is a criticism of what qualifications you have in the affairs of the Chilpa family and the four generations.
However, Jinseolha did not back down.
“I also tried to pretend I didn’t hear because it was Pangga’s conversation. But there are so many rumours that I can’t bear to just stay there.”
“What are rumours?”
“Sojeo Namgung earned the nickname ‘Queen of Warlords’ with the sword king’s halo on his back? That she didn't trust her, so her other goons didn't volunteer to spy on her? If that's not a rumour, then what is a rumour?”
“Uh huh. Don't jump to conclusions when you don't know. I just said it in the sense that there are people who think that way.”
Paenggak-myeong changed her words slightly, being conscious of people's gazes.
Jin Seol-ha shot him with a stunned face.
"I beg your pardon? Are you saying that there are people who think that way? You said so much gossip about Namgung Sojeo a while ago?”
“Gossip? That's right, don't spread rumours. When did Chang In-moon come to stand on top of the four generations? Is it because we are close to the Namgung family that we do not care about our Paengga? Interrupted in Panga's conversation and told him to put it down.”
Even Pang Mi-ryeo gave a sneering sneer with a displeased face.
"She's like a woman who doesn't know how to measure. She flirts with Cheng Yun-geom (Nangong-tian) to buy her favor, but she seems to have nothing to see. Isn't it great that famous churches turn the world upside down? A subject she would not have dared to meet eye to eye with before.”
“What, what? Pang Sojeo! What did you say now!”
“Am I wrong? Where is Chang In-moon’s student interfering with Paengga’s conversation?”
As the conversation heated up, Jin Seol-ha's companions, Seol Cha-soo and Yu Geun-sik, comforted Jin Seol-ha.
“Sister Jean, be patient.”
“Okay, sit down. My opponent is Pangga.”
Ma Cheon-deok, the Seungwoon swordsman, who was the head of the Jeongju branch, also gestured to him to sit down.
This is because the people of Paengga are famous for their fiery temper and cutting first.
Jinseolha trembled and looked at Paenggakmyeong and Paengmiryeo.
In my mind, I want to swear at them just like them. However, if that happened, not only Chang In-mun but also the people in the Jeong-ju branch would suffer.
Tears welled up in Jin Seol-ha's eyes as she bit her lips to control her anger.
Just then, the door opened and someone came in hesitantly.
It was Namgungcheon, the blue cloud sword, who came to Jinseolha under the guise of coincidence today.
"no? Don't be afraid! Seollal Sohyeop, Yoo Sohyup, have we met again? But why is Jean Sozer doing that?”
Namgung-cheon intentionally hid from Ma Cheon-deok, Seol Cha-soo, and Yoo Geun-sik first.
Of course, it was to hide the fact that the thief was following Jin Seol-ha because his feet were numb.
Tears rolled down from Jin Seol-ha's eyes when she saw Namgung-cheon's dependable face.
When I saw him in a car that was unfair, it just happened like that.
In an instant, frost landed on Namgungcheon's face.
He strode closer to Jin Seol-ha and looked around.
“Who persecuted Jin So-je?”
Namgungcheon didn't ask, 'What's going on?'
I ended up pouring out the tears I had been holding back as I continued to support him unconditionally.
Soon after, he sat down on the chair and covered his face with both hands.
He doesn't want to show his weak side.
Namgungcheon's gaze turned to Seol Chasu.
“Seol Sohyeop, tell me what’s going on.”
Seol Cha-soo was taken aback by Namgung-cheon's cold eyes, which were usually soft.
Looking at the people of Paengga, they all have uncomfortable faces.
Still, there were a lot of numbers, so it was like ‘if you want to try it, try it’.
Angry at their shameless attitude, Seol Cha-su confessed the truth.
“… … On the contrary, they dare to tell Sister Jin that Chang In-moon's disciple interrupted the conversation with Paengga... … .”
For a moment, Paenggakmyeong cut off Seol Chasoo's words.
“When did we say that? He said that there are people who say that he is the halo of the sword king. In words, ‘ah’ is different and ‘uh’ is all By the way, why are you adding meaningless words to create a separation between Paengga and Namgungga? Which clan are you from?”
Seol Cha-soo, who had been crying for a moment, raised his voice.
“Call Chasu Seol, a disciple of Cheondomun. Did you say I didn't exist? If you are not one of the four generations, should you pretend not to see it even if you see it, and pretend not to hear it even if you hear it?”
“What is it? Did you say Cheondomun? wait and see I'll let you know how big the sin of teasing your mouth recklessly in Gangho. Dare to believe in Cheondomun... … .”
It's before the words of the paeng-Gak-Myeong are finished.
Namgungcheon turned to Paengga and yelled out loud.
“Shut up! This is not the place for you or the like to intervene! If you intervene in my small talk with me again, I will pull out your teeth.”
“… … .”
At Namgungcheon's screams, the spots became quiet as if a mouse had died.
The attention of other Bangpa people who were eating was focused on Namgungcheon and Paengga.
Paeng-gak-myeong was surprised by his unexpected development and forgot what to say for a moment.
Even though Namgungcheon is said to be the best among her later generations, it is a paper difference.
But how loud as if I were a master of incarnation!
"what! Shut up?”
“Did you dare to say to my older brother, ‘You’re like me’!”
"What's so great about the Namgung family!"
"Hey! Namgung Sohyeop! Don't speak carelessly!”
Led by Paenggakmyeong, the three Paengs spurned their seats and stood up.
It feels like there will be a knife fight any minute.
Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik moved their butts to help Namgung-cheon, who was cornered.
“You two don’t step out. This is just me and Jean Sojour’s business.”
Namgungcheon, who refused their help, told Paeng Gakmyeong and his cousins.
“Babes! Hearing the sound of Hu Ji-soo with the halo of Paengga, do you think everyone else is like that too? Come out. Today, I will show you the level of the Blue Cloud Sword.”
