The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 53
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Legend of the Evil Martial God
Chapter 53
Reality was quite different from what they had thought.
Jeok Wigang and Yeom Hwa confidently passed the test.
Here, the expressions of the Apprentice Smiths were divided.
The expressions of the Apprentice Smiths who failed the test were bright, while the expressions of those who passed actually hardened.
The Apprentice Smiths who passed consoled themselves by thinking that Jeok Wigang wouldn’t be able to act the same way at the Main Furnace as he did here.
Jeok Wigang, who became a Formal Craftsman and first set foot in the Main Furnace, was amazed.
Even though Cheonjang Gong was indifferent to other things, he maintained a perfect state from beginning to end when it came to the furnace that created iron.
The hot heat was so intense it created the illusion of being at the entrance to hell.
“You bastards are the newly selected ones. Follow me.”
Tendons were writhing on the forearms of the Elder who led the way.
“I am Gamhong, the refining craftsman of the Main Furnace. I’m only in charge of you bastards today as a special case, so know that, and don’t come looking for me after today.”
“Where are we going?”
“Hehehe. You bastards are really lucky. Today you’ll be able to directly appreciate the weapon that Cheonjang Gong will unveil.”
People began to murmur at the refining craftsman’s words.
“Is that really true? We can see the work that Cheonjang Gong made today?”
“That’s right. If Cheonjang Gong had finished it just one day earlier, you wouldn’t have been able to appreciate it for a while, so you’re really lucky.”
Jeok Wigang chuckled.
He had wondered when he would be able to see it, and it turned out to be today.
It was good that he wouldn’t waste time.
The place they arrived at following the refining craftsman had a long line, all Master Craftsmen from Heavenly Craft Road who had rushed to see Cheonjang Gong’s weapon.
“The time you can examine Cheonjang Gong’s work is one moment. You must find problems within that one moment.”
Everyone sighed at the refining craftsman’s words.
“Sigh. How can we find flaws in a work made by Cheonjang Gong within one moment?”
“I wouldn’t be able to do it even if I looked all day.”
“Look over there. Even experienced Master Craftsmen are shaking their heads as they come out. That shows how perfect it is.”
The refining craftsman who heard their conversation chuckled and said.
“This work is the one Cheonjang Gong is most confident about. Anyone who discovers what’s wrong with this work will be taken as his direct disciple, made the successor of Heavenly Craft Road, and he will pass on everything he has.”
“Is, is that really true?”
“Yes. It’s really true. So work hard and do your best.”
A chance to become Cheonjang Gong’s direct disciple.
Everyone’s eyes sparkled.
Except for two people.
Yeom Hwa asked Jeok Wigang.
“Do you think there really are problematic parts?”
“Well? I’ll have to see to know.”
“What if there aren’t any?”
“I’ll have to acknowledge it. Although Cheonjang Gong can’t properly govern Heavenly Craft Road and the foundation is rotting away, I have no intention of disparaging his efforts. If he’s a real Master Craftsman, I’ll acknowledge it and look for other methods.”
Yeom Hwa thought Jeok Wigang was so cool.
To think that such a person is my Lord.
Just thinking about it made him happy.
Time passed and it became Yeom Hwa and Jeok Wigang’s turn.
The two of them began examining Cheonjang Gong’s weapon together.
Yeom Hwa shook his head.
No matter how he looked, he couldn’t find any problems.
It was perfection itself.
Still, since he had enjoyed the sight, he consoled himself with that and looked at Jeok Wigang.
Indeed, would he be able to find problems even in this perfect sword?
But then Jeok Wigang chuckled and said to the Master Craftsman guarding the sword.
“This sword is just a decorative piece and cannot be used by a real swordsman.”
At Jeok Wigang’s words, the people around were shocked.
The Master Craftsman guarding the sword burst into anger.
“What kind of nonsense is that! The person who made this sword is Cheonjang Gong!”
“Yes. I know. The sword itself is perfect. But when making the sword, he thought of himself rather than the swordsman. This sword can only be used by Cheonjang Gong.”
“So you’re saying you discovered problems with that sword?”
“Yes.”
At Jeok Wigang’s words, the other Master Craftsmen murmured.
They were surprised that a guy who had just become a Formal Craftsman claimed to have discovered problems that they couldn’t find no matter how much they looked.
“What? A guy who just came up discovered some problem?”
“It seems like he’s just making things up? Just to see Cheonjang Gong’s face once.”
“That could be it. Who is Cheonjang Gong? Isn’t he the idol of all Master Craftsmen?”
“Still, if he’s caught lying, he’ll be expelled from this place.”
“I guess he’s fine with being expelled.”
“Or maybe he really discovered problems that we don’t know about.”
“Damn! I’m dying of curiosity!”
What kind of problems could there be?
“Wait. I’ll go tell Cheonjang Gong right now.”
Cheonjang Gong was elated with the thought that he had created the most perfect masterwork of his life.
Drinking the alcohol he usually enjoyed, he evaluated that sword once more.
A perfect sword without any flaws.
That sword would remain a legend for a long time, and his name too would be remembered for thousands of years.
Just thinking about it made him happy.
That’s when it happened.
“Master Cheonjang Gong!”
“What is it?”
“S-someone has appeared claiming to have found a flaw.”
Thud-.
Cheonjang Gong stood up from his seat with a shocked expression.
“What do you mean? A flaw? That sword has no flaws!”
“But there is someone who claims to have found a flaw.”
Cheonjang Gong’s face contorted.
“I need to see the face of whatever damn bastard it is and hear it directly.”
“Should I tell them to come here?”
“What nonsense! I’ll show everyone in front of them all. Just how perfect that sword is!”
“Ah, understood.”
“That damn bastard. If he falsely claimed to have found a flaw, I’ll smash his head right there on the spot.”
Cheonjang Gong, his face flushed red, left the room with angry stomping steps.
“We greet Master Cheonjang Gong!”
Even though numerous Master Craftsmen bowed their waists to show respect, Cheonjang Gong ignored them all and walked forward looking only ahead.
In his gaze, there was only Jeok Wigang.
“Are you the one? The bastard who claims to have found a flaw in my sword?”
“That’s correct.”
“Tell me. What kind of flaw is it.”
Cheonjang Gong asked menacingly with a face that looked ready to beat him to death at any moment.
At that sight, Jeok Wigang chuckled.
“Are you laughing right now?”
“Yes. If you ask while intimidating me so frighteningly, who would comfortably share their opinion?”
At Jeok Wigang’s words, Cheonjang Gong forcibly relaxed his expression.
“Is this good enough now? Speak. Hurry up.”
He only relaxed his expression, not his tone.
He was urgent.
He seemed truly curious.
Jeok Wigang’s mouth opened.
“This sword is too perfect.”
“You bastard? Are you mocking me right now?”
“No. The problem is that it’s too perfect. The will to create a perfect sword has settled into the blade, becoming poison instead.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“The energy infused in pursuit of perfection actually interferes with the swordsmen’s energy. The energy of the Sword Heart is flowing in the opposite direction. This sword does become perfect this way, that’s correct. But this brings about results that go against the Five Elements, and will result in consuming the swordsman’s life force. This sword is a Demon Sword that devours human life.”
“Ridiculous nonsense! I used it myself!”
“Since Master Cheonjang Gong’s energy is infused in it, naturally there would be no problems. If you can’t believe it, call another swordsman to test it.”
“Fine! I’ll test it as you say. If your words are wrong, you’d better be prepared.”
“Yes.”
“Go tell Yu Yeonghwan Sword that I want to see him.”
“Yes!”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword approached Cheonjang Gong with a beaming smile.
“What brings you to call for me? Someone who never comes out of the workshop.”
“Cut the chatter and do you see that sword?”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword looked at the sword in the direction Cheonjang Gong pointed, his eyes gleaming with interest.
“Oh! Even just looking at it, it appears perfect. Could it be? Are you giving me that sword?”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword’s smile at the corners of his mouth grew deeper.
“That’s right. If you can wield that sword freely, I’ll give it to you.”
“Really? I was just joking.”
“I’m serious.”
“I’m grateful, of course. What is the name of that sword?”
“It’s Soul Blue.”
“Then I’ll use it well.”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword approached the sword with an excited expression and picked it up.
Then he swung it around this way and that, showing a bright smile.
“The way it fits perfectly in my hand, it’s a sword that’s just right for me.”
At Yu Yeonghwan Sword’s words, Cheonjang Gong’s face contorted as he began glaring at Jeok Wigang as if he would kill him.
But Jeok Wigang was looking at Yu Yeonghwan Sword far too calmly.
“A man about to die is far too calm, isn’t he?”
“Who’s going to die? If someone dies, it’ll be that person over there.”
“What?”
“The moment he infuses his energy, it will become dangerous.”
Cheonjang Gong looked at Yu Yeonghwan Sword with a ‘no way’ expression.
Just then, Yu Yeonghwan Sword began infusing energy into the sword.
Wooong wooong wooong-.
The sword blade shining brightly.
Seeing it, Cheonjang Gong smiled wickedly.
That’s what I thought.
This bastard’s words are wrong.
That sword is perfect.
The moment he thought that.
“Keuheuk!”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword suddenly began suffering.
“Da, damn it! My, my internal energy!”
Suddenly suffering, he began struggling desperately to remove the sword.
“It, it won’t come off! Cheo, Cheonjang Gong! Th, this sword won’t come off!”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword looked at Cheonjang Gong and shouted urgently.
The sword began absorbing Yu Yeonghwan Sword’s life force at a rapid pace.
Cheonjang Gong was truly flustered when Yu Yeonghwan Sword fell into crisis because of the sword he had made.
Is the sword I made really a demon sword?
Only that thought filled his head completely.
Then Jeok Wigang rushed forward.
He grabbed the sword that Yu Yeonghwan Sword was holding and forcibly removed it from his hand.
“Heuk heuk!”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword’s body was drenched in cold sweat.
“Th, thank you.”
“Please take this.”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword received the elixir that Jeok Wigang handed him.
Just the smell alone seemed to calm his startled heart.
This is an incredible medicine.
As soon as he felt it, he immediately put it in his mouth.
Then a refreshing energy spread throughout his body, stabilizing his raging energy and blood.
“Thank you so much.”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword sincerely thanked Jeok Wigang.
Then he glared at Cheonjang Gong.
“Cheonjang Gong. You need to explain what this situation is right now. You didn’t use me as a test subject, did you?”
Cheonjang Gong showed a flustered expression.
“Th, that is…”
Then he soon admitted it.
“I’m sorry. That bastard kept calling my masterpiece a demon sword, so I got angry and wanted to properly show him. I trusted you.”
At the mention of masterpiece, Yu Yeonghwan Sword softened his anger.
Cheonjang Gong doesn’t lie.
Probably, his pride was genuinely hurt and he called him to properly demonstrate it.
When he thought that he was a warrior acknowledged by Cheonjang Gong, he felt better.
“Still, you should have at least given me a hint.”
“I’m sorry. I never thought that bastard’s words would be true.”
Yu Yeonghwan Sword looked at Jeok Wigang with interest.
When removing the demon sword from him, he had grabbed the sword blade with his bare hands and forcibly removed it.
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