The Battle for the Heavenly Sword - Chapter 84

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84
Woo Geom-san’s Struggle
The sword Woo Geom-san aimed at Chilian Xinjun showed no trace of shaking or hesitation.
Ten years ago, after killing the bandits who had sneaked into Cheonbaeksan, Woo Geom-san had been plagued by guilt.
Following that incident, he had lived in seclusion solely on Cheonbaeksan, honing his body and mind.
But the current Woo Geom-san was not the greenhorn of that time.
His physical body had grown enough to contain all the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, and his mind was steady enough not to be shaken by any external temptation.
Woo Geom-san had become so solid that he possessed not a shred of hesitation in doing what he believed was right.
Chilian Xinjun’s gaze sank deeply.
This was because it felt as if his heart had been pierced just by Woo Geom-san simply aiming the sword at him.
‘Has he already reached the realm where the intent loaded into a sword materializes at that age?’
It felt as if the blood in his entire body was turning ice-cold.
Loading intent into a weapon was something any martial artist who had reached a certain realm could do.
However, those who had risen to the realm where intent could materialize and exert pressure were not so common.
In his eyes, Woo Geom-san’s age was barely in his mid-to-late twenties.
How many martial artists would there be in the Jianghu who could materialize intent to exert pressure at that kind of age?
Right now, it was not Woo Geom-san’s current Wuwei that was terrifying, but that age of his.
Because being young meant there was still more room for growth.
‘I must eliminate him right now.’
Chilian Xinjun’s eyes gleamed despicably.
Thud!
In order to distract Woo Geom-san’s nerves, he forcefully stepped on the dagger lodged in Liu Jiayan’s lower abdomen.
Slash!
At that moment, the handle of the dagger was cut away soundlessly.
Woo Geom-san had taken preemptive action.
Because of that, Chilian Xinjun’s foot only stepped on empty air in vain.
‘When?’
His hair stood on end.
This was because he had not noticed at all that the handle of the dagger had been cut off.
Faltering, Chilian Xinjun used Ning Yunxiao as a shield to block his own front.
He was preparing against Woo Geom-san’s surprise attack, just in case.
But he had not expected beforehand that this would turn out to be a losing move.
During that brief moment while Ning Yunxiao blocked his vision, Woo Geom-san deployed the Flowing Void Steps.
As long as it was a living entity, it emitted life energy, with only a difference in magnitude.
Chilian Xinjun emitted life energy, and Woo Geom-san emitted life energy as well.
When life energy clashed with life energy, they interfered with each other, inevitably creating a flow.
Woo Geom-san moved by riding this flow.
It was Smooth Flow.
Chilian Xinjun failed to notice Woo Geom-san’s movement in time.
As if he had performed space teleportation, Woo Geom-san abruptly appeared beside Chilian Xinjun.
Belatedly realizing Woo Geom-san’s appearance, Chilian Xinjun was appalled and deployed Jeokhwapungin, the second stance of the Chilian Maying Hand.
At the very moment the red flowers were about to bloom and transform into a cutting wind, Woo Geom-san lightly swung his sword.
Sven!
“Urgh!”
Chilian Xinjun’s wrist slit open, and blood spurted upward.
Woo Geom-san’s sword had severed his tendon.
With the tendon cut, the strength in the hand holding Ning Yunxiao gave out.
At that moment, Woo Geom-san snatched Ning Yunxiao using Chaeuolsu and threw him hard toward Niu Jinshu.
Catching him by reflex, Niu Jinshu caught Ning Yunxiao as he flew over in a parabola.
“What?”
Chilian Xinjun retreated backward with a bewildered expression.
Woo Geom-san deployed the Flowing Void Steps to pursue that Chilian Xinjun.
Since he had safely rescued Ning Yunxiao, there was nothing to hold him back.
Woo Geom-san’s form, which was clearly right in front of Chilian Xinjun, vanished without a trace.
Subsequently, the place where he revealed his figure again was behind Chilian Xinjun.
Woo Geom-san had appeared in the empty space by deploying Stepping on the Void.
Shhh!
His sword swept out at a terrifying speed.
Chilian Xinjun tried to deploy a defensive form with his intact hand.
But Woo Geom-san did not give him the leeway to deploy martial arts.
His sword’s trajectory changed in midair, and then it shot out with blinding speed.
A blue line was drawn across the dark sky.
It was Cheongryugyeol, the first stance of the Choyen Sword Technique.
Slash!
A fountain of blood spurted up from Chilian Xinjun’s right shoulder.
“Argh!”
Along with a scream, Chilian Xinjun’s right arm went completely limp.
As he suffered wounds to his shoulder following his wrist, the arm had completely lost its function.
He had been neutralized without even being able to put up a proper response once.
Chilian Xinjun could not understand the situation he was experiencing at all.
If it were the Sect Leader, Ning Hanming, it might be different, but even the Ten Direction God-Kings of the Red Cloud Sect, or even the Four Great Envoys, could not push him back so unilaterally like this.
It felt like being unilaterally beaten up by his master when he first learned martial arts.
At least his master had shown some leniency, but there was no mercy contained in Woo Geom-san’s sword.
Woo Geom-san was like a ghost.
His movements were unpredictable, so it was impossible to know where he would appear from.
The footwork and sword art Woo Geom-san displayed were all perilous things he was experiencing for the first time in his life.
On one hand, he even thought it was beautiful.
Because he felt that all the essence of martial studies was contained within those movements that were as fleeting and simple as a ghost.
However, he could not just be helplessly attacked like this.
“Aaaah!”
Shrieking weirdly, Chilian Xinjun deployed his final move with his remaining arm.
“Chilian Baolie Zhan.”
It was a method of mutual destruction that squeezed out all the energy within the body to detonate it in an instant.
Since it squeezed out all of one’s energy, oneself would also die, but instead, it was a method that could definitely take the opponent along as a companion in death.
Even Chilian Xinjun had not known he would end up using a method of mutual destruction in a place like this.
But right now, no other method to kill that monster-like swordsman came to mind besides the method of mutual destruction.
Even for the sake of the Red Cloud Sect, Woo Geom-san had to be eliminated at all costs.
Even if the price for that happened to be his own life.
Although Chilian Xinjun was someone who valued his own life above all else, now that his reason was paralyzed, nothing but the method of mutual destruction came to mind.
Rooaaar!
As an immense amount of Qi was released, sparks flew in the air.
Woo Geom-san noticed at once that the opponent was deploying a method of mutual destruction. But even though he read the opponent’s move, Woo Geom-san had no hesitation.
No matter what move the opponent uses, if one has a single firm resolve, one will not be shaken.
If I resolve to cut it, there is nothing I cannot cut.
Swish!
Woo Geom-san’s sword parted the Qi released by Chilian Xinjun and shot out like a shooting star.
He did not even think about intentionally deploying the Choyen Sword Technique.
He had merely made up his mind that he must kill Chilian Xinjun.
In an instant, the Qi of the entire area synchronized with his will.
Intervening in Chilian Xinjun’s murderous intent, it froze the movement of the Qi he had released like a stone statue, and Woo Geom-san’s sword parted through that gap.
Thwack!
A chilling sound echoed through the night sky.
“…….”
Chilian Xinjun glared at Woo Geom-san with his eyes wide open.
He had not yet realized what had happened.
He thought it was strange that he could not perceive it, even though something had clearly occurred.
That was Chilian Xinjun’s final thought.
A hole the size of a copper coin formed on Chilian Xinjun’s forehead, and then blood and brain matter flowed out.
Before anyone knew it, Woo Geom-san had made a hole in his forehead.
Thud!
Chilian Xinjun’s body fell helplessly like a rotten log.
That was the end of Chilian Xinjun, one of the Ten Direction God-Kings of the Red Cloud Sect.
Niu Jinshu stared at Chilian Xinjun’s corpse with an unbelievable expression.
This was because he could not believe Chilian Xinjun’s absurd end.
The world and common sense he had known were shattering into pieces like glass.
Chilian Xinjun was absolutely not an existence who would lose his life so futilely like that.
He was a person who unilaterally exercised violence and scattered death, not someone who would die futilely without being able to put up any response.
It was a fact that could be known just by looking at the martial artists of the Feiyun Merchant Group who were sprawled on the ground after being beaten by Chilian Xinjun.
Such a Chilian Xinjun ended up meeting his death after being unilaterally pushed back by Woo Geom-san.
In fact, Niu Jinshu did not know what stance Woo Geom-san had used to kill the great demon known as Chilian Xinjun.
Because he had also learned martial arts, but his level was shallow.
In his eyes, it seemed as if Woo Geom-san had killed Chilian Xinjun using sinister sorcery.
On the other hand, Niu Jinhong, who had learned the martial arts of the Mount Hua Sect, felt the profound aura contained in Woo Geom-san’s movements.
He knew the fact that only those who had mastered orthodox martial arts could emit that kind of aura.
‘Just which sect could have raised such a martial artist?’
An orthodox martial art was not something created overnight.
The martial arts of orthodox sects were things that were finally perfected only when numerous martial artists refined them generation after generation.
Niu Jinhong instinctively realized the fact that Woo Geom-san had mastered an orthodox martial art. However, with his ability, he could not grasp up to which sect’s lineage Woo Geom-san had succeeded.
Sheath!
Woo Geom-san inserted the sword that had taken Chilian Xinjun’s life into its scabbard.
Although he had taken a human life again after ten years, negative emotions like regret or fear did not exist on Woo Geom-san’s face.
Because he had performed an act that he himself believed to be justice.
It was certain that if he had left Chilian Xinjun alive, numerous people would have lost their lives at his hands.
Since he had prevented the deaths of numerous people by killing one evil person, what he did was by no means contrary to morality.
Therefore, there was no reason to regret.
The only thing that was bothersome was the clash with the Red Cloud Sect, but this was something he naturally had to endure.
Woo Geom-san walked over to Liu Jiayan without even casting a glance at Chilian Xinjun’s corpse.
No life energy existed on the face of Liu Jiayan, who had been stabbed by Chilian Xinjun’s dagger.
She had already suffered a major wound anyway, and the dagger had inflicted a fatal injury.
“Sigh!”
Woo Geom-san let out a deep sigh.
Because it was a life he could have saved if he had not been engrossed in the Sinmyeonggo.
Woo Geom-san knelt on one knee before her and said,
“Yunxiao is safe.”
“Thank…… you, benefactor! I have received a great favor from you once again.”
Liu Jiayan formed a faint smile as she looked at Woo Geom-san.
Because even while her mind was hazy, she had seen Chilian Xinjun dying.
Just by confirming that the greatest danger threatening her son had died, she could be at ease.
“I am sorry. Because I was late…….”
“Do not apologize. Thanks to you, benefactor, my son saved his life, did he not?”
“But…….”
“When escaping from the Red Cloud Sect, I had already prepared to throw away my life. The reason I could not commit suicide even after being kidnapped and violated by Ning Hanming was solely because of Yunxiao. As long as Yunxiao is safe, it does not matter what becomes of a single life of mine.”
“Madame!”
“Please do not blame yourself. You have done as much as you could, benefactor. I am ashamed, but there is one more thing I would like to ask of you.”
“Do you mean Yunxiao?”
“Yes! Please take Yunxiao to the Qingyu Clan. If it is that place, they will be able to protect Yunxiao safely.”
The expression of Liu Jiayan as she made the request was so peaceful that it was unbelievable for a dying person.
Woo Geom-san knew that Liu Jiayan’s current condition was the phenomenon of a momentary glow before death.
Just like how a lamp right before going out shines the brightest, Liu Jiayan was also burning her last remaining strength.
Woo Geom-san could not reject the request of Liu Jiayan, who was facing death.
“I understand. I will take Yunxiao to the Qingyu Clan within the shortest time possible.”
“That is enough. Benefactor!”
Liu Jiayan formed a smile.
Because as they traveled together until now, she had known how carefully Woo Geom-san spoke.
She also knew that such a man would definitely keep what he had said.
Therefore, she did not doubt Woo Geom-san’s promise.
“I will surely repay this kindness even after I die. Now, would you call Yunxiao for me?”
“I understand.”
Woo Geom-san stood up while letting out a sigh. And he gestured to Ning Yunxiao, who was held in Niu Jinshu’s arms.
“Mother!”
At Woo Geom-san’s call, Ning Yunxiao rushed over hurriedly.
Ning Yunxiao shed tears as he hugged Liu Jiayan tightly.
“My son!”
“Sob! You must not die.”
“You remember what I said, right?”
“Mother! Don’t say such things.”
“You remember, right?”
“……Yes!”
“Right! Live on strongly from now on, thinking of the words I have told you until now. My son!”
“Waaah!”
Ning Yunxiao threw himself upon Liu Jiayan’s chest and shed tears endlessly.
Liu Jiayan kept whispering something into that Ning Yunxiao’s ear. And at some point, her whispering stopped completely.
Ning Yunxiao sobbed, and Woo Geom-san quietly looked into the distance.

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