The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 54

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 54

 

 

 

Tremendous strength.

There wasn’t even a scratch on his hand.

Since it was Cheonjang Gong’s masterpiece, the sharpness should be no joke, yet Jeok Wigang’s hand was completely clean without a single scratch.

Had he learned the Iron Cloth Technique?

On top of that, he gave a miraculous Spirit Pill that instantly stabilized boiling energy and blood, and even discovered flaws that Cheonjang Gong himself didn’t know.

Yu Yeonghwan felt it.

That Jeok Wigang was extraordinary.

Cheonjang Gong looked at Soul Blue lying on the ground.

He had thought it was his life’s greatest masterpiece.

But it was a Demon Sword.

 

Thud-.

 

Cheonjang Gong’s massive frame collapsed right onto the ground.

Where exactly had it gone wrong?

It was perfect, wasn’t it?

 

“The sword is perfect. The problem is that the target is you, Cheonjang Gong.”

“What?”

“I mean it’s a sword that’s only perfect when you use it, Cheonjang Gong. A sword that others cannot use. That is Soul Blue.”

 

It was indeed his life’s greatest masterpiece.

Because it was a perfect sword for Cheonjang Gong.

But for other swordsmen, it was a Demon Sword that brought death.

 

“I made such a mistake…”

 

He had been obsessed only with perfection,

and had forgotten the most important thing.

The heart that considers the one who uses the sword.

Cheonjang Gong looked at Soul Blue.

The sword was not at fault.

It was all his own mistake.

 

“I made you… into a Demon Sword… I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

 

Cheonjang Gong picked up the sword and stroked the sword blade.

After staying like that for a while, he stood up holding the sword as if he had made a decision.

 

“I will destroy this sword myself.”

“Could you give me that sword for a moment?”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s unexpected words, Cheonjang Gong asked with a bewildered expression.

 

“Why?”

“Because it will become perfect if I just change the flow of energy.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Cheonjang Gong snorted.

 

“Energy once engraved in iron can never be erased. If you forcibly change it, that would be a dead sword, no different from scrap iron.”

“You know that iron also has meridians, right? The energy that Cheonjang Gong engraved must also be circulating through those meridians.”

“That would be so. What? Don’t tell me? Are you saying you’ll do pulse reading like on a human and perform acupoint striking?”

“Yes.”

“Hahaha! What an amusing thing to say. Do you know how much mental strength that consumes? You have to strike the meridians with exactly the right amount of force, and even I cannot do that.”

“I can do it.”

“Crazy bastard. I’ll praise you for catching the sword’s flaws. But I won’t tolerate you being arrogant because of that.”

“Whether it’s arrogance or not, you can just see for yourself, can’t you.”

“Fine!”

 

Cheonjang Gong handed over Soul Blue and said.

 

“If you can restore this Soul Blue to its original state, I’ll grant you whatever you want, no matter what it is. I’ll even become your subordinate if you ask. How about it?”

“Good.”

“However, if you fail, offer up your head.”

 

Cheonjang Gong glared at Jeok Wigang with frightening eyes.

Jeok Wigang chuckled and nodded his head.

 

“That’s fine too.”

“Fine! Then go ahead and try. Shall I lend you my forge? That sword was made by mixing Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron and Abyssal Night Steel, so it cannot be worked on in other forges.”

“No. There’s no need to go to the forge.”

“What are you saying?”

“I can do it right here.”

“What crazy talk is that? Don’t tell me you’re going to just pound it with a hammer? That sword?”

“You’ll know when you see.”

“Fine! Go ahead and try.”

 

Leaving Cheonjang Gong’s threats behind, Jeok Wigang picked up Soul Blue and examined it from various angles.

It was certainly a famous sword.

The balance was perfect and the weight was light.

It was solid, and made no sound when swung.

If only the energy was changed, it would become a masterpiece of the era.

Jeok Wigang placed his middle finger against his thumb and brought it toward the sword.

 

“Huh? Don’t tell me? That crazy bastard? He’s not going to strike the sword with a finger flick, is he?”

 

The moment Cheonjang Gong thought it couldn’t be.

 

Ttaang-.

 

Jeok Wigang’s finger struck Soul Blue powerfully and a clear sound resonated throughout the entire main furnace.

 

“T-this can’t be. H-how with just a finger…”

 

Even seeing it, he couldn’t believe it.

Not only Cheonjang Gong, but everyone present looked at Jeok Wigang with expressions of disbelief.

Jeok Wigang struck the Soul Blue repeatedly.

 

Clang- Tang- Claaang-.

 

Sometimes fast, sometimes gentle, and sometimes strong.

He struck the Soul Blue as if performing music.

The sound was so pleasant that some even closed their eyes to appreciate it.

Each time the strong force struck the pulse, the Soul Blue’s energy fluctuated.

The fluctuating energy lost its way, then moved in the direction Jeok Wigang was striking.

The energy that had been flowing in reverse changed to the correct direction.

However, that wasn’t the end.

 

“With my vital energy , continue your sword soul , seal without dispersing , respond without resistance .”

 

As Jeok Wigang chanted the incantation and inscribed the formation into the sword, the properly flowing energy fused due to the formation.

Before long, it was being reborn as a sword more excellent and perfect than the one Cheonjang Gong had made.

 

“Phew.”

 

Having finished his work, Jeok Wigang handed the sword to Cheonjang Gong.

Receiving the sword and examining it from all angles, Cheonjang Gong trembled violently.

 

“S-such a p-perfect sword…”

 

A sword more perfect than the one he had thought was perfect had been born.

It felt as if the sword was alive.

Whether that moved him, Cheonjang Gong found himself shedding tears without realizing it.

Without wiping away the flowing tears, he turned his head toward Jeok Wigang.

 

“Thank you. For bringing this child back to life.”

 

Then he wiped his tears with the back of his pot-lid-like hand and held out the Soul Blue to Jeok Wigang.

 

“Now this sword is yours. Take it.”

 

Everyone was shocked.

Jeok Wigang accepted the Soul Blue without argument.

Now he had a sword to present to Grandfather.

From afar, Yu Yeonghwan Sword was clicking his tongue in regret.

To him, Cheonjang Gong said.

 

“I’ll make your sword separately. You won’t be disappointed.”

 

With Cheonjang Gong’s promise to make one for him, Yu Yeonghwan Sword’s regretful feelings disappeared.

 

“Haha. Well then. I’m grateful for that. I’ll look forward to it.”

“I’ll make one no less impressive than that fellow’s, so wait for it.”

“Understood.”

 

Cheonjang Gong looked at Jeok Wigang again and said.

 

“Now, tell me your wish. What is it?”

“Please pay some attention to the Heavenly Craft Road.”

“What?”

“No matter how obsessed with iron you are, how can you have no interest in how the Heavenly Craft Road is operating?”

“Why? Is there something wrong with the Heavenly Craft Road?”

“It’s rotting from the bottom up. If you had truly cared about selecting real talent, would such things happen?”

“I’m sorry. I understand. From now on, I’ll reduce my work and oversee the entire Heavenly Craft Road myself.”

“And please take this child as your direct disciple.”

 

Yeom Hwa was startled when Jeok Wigang pointed at him.

 

“This child has talent that surpasses Cheonjang Gong.”

 

When Jeok Wigang said that, Cheonjang Gong showed tremendous interest.

 

“You’re saying he’s talent worthy of such praise from you?”

“Yes. Such talent has been stuck as just an apprentice all this time and almost never got to bloom.”

“Hmm… I’ve been living wrong all this time. I’m sorry.”

“Just do well from now on. That’s all I want to request.”

“Understood. As you say, from now on I’ll ensure no craftsman suffers unfair treatment.”

 

Jeok Wigang smiled and nodded.

 

“That’s enough.”

“Is that really all? Don’t you want to request that I offer you weapons I’ve made or anything like that?”

“Yes. I’m more skilled than Cheonjang Gong, so why would I make such a request?”

“What?”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, he stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then burst into loud laughter.

 

“Kahahahaha! Right! That’s right! Since you did something I couldn’t do, it’s true that you’re more skilled than me!”

 

After laughing like that for a while, Cheonjang Gong spoke with a refreshed expression.

 

“It’s the first time. The first time I’ve laughed so refreshingly. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. Treat this fellow well. If it weren’t for him, I would have left without any interest in this place.”

“Left? Where to?”

 

Just as Jeok Wigang was about to speak.

 

“Huh? Young Master Jeok. What are you doing here?”

 

Assistant Craftsman Jo Yong Myeong appeared and asked with a puzzled expression.

Then Cheonjang Gong asked Yong Myeong.

 

“Do you know this fellow?”

“Yes. He’s the Young Master who helped us when we had trouble with the cart before. He said he was interested in reforging, so I asked Yeom Hwa to help, but why is he here?”

“I see. This is all fate. Is that it?”

 

Cheonjang Gong chuckled softly.

Yong Myeong could only look around bewildered, unable to understand what was happening right now.

Cheonjang Gong looked at Jeok Wigang and said.

 

“Wherever you go, you are a formal craftsman of Cheonhwa Forge here. Come anytime.”

“Yes. I understand.”

 

When Jeok Wigang smiled and nodded, Cheonjang Gong said to Yeom Hwa with satisfaction.

 

“From now on, you shall call me Master.”

“What?”

“You fool? What are you doing instead of performing the Nine Prostrations Ceremony?”

“Ah! I understand. Master.”

 

Yeom Hwa quickly bowed nine times to Cheonjang Gong.

Then Cheonjang Gong proclaimed to all the craftsmen present there.

 

“From now on, Yeom Hwa is my one and only direct disciple! Treat him with proper respect!”

“Yes!”

 

It was the moment when Yeom Hwa’s status, who had been the troublemaker and outcast of Cheongongro, rose dramatically all at once.

Now no one in Cheonhwa Forge would dare treat Yeom Hwa carelessly.

Jeok Wigang said to Yeom Hwa.

 

“Congratulations.”

“Thank you. This is all thanks to my Lord.”

“Study hard and come to me. Understood?”

“Yes! I will become the best and definitely come to you, my Lord.”

“Good. I trust you.”

“Yes!”

 

Cheonjang Gong said to Jeok Wigang.

 

“Won’t you have a drink with me?”

“I’m sorry. I have a prior engagement for drinks. I think I should drink with that person first.”

“Hmm. Is that so? Tea isn’t really my thing though.”

 

When Jeok Wigang smiled broadly, Cheonjang Gong scratched his head and said.

 

“Well, I’ll try tea once. Let’s go.”

“Understood.”

 

 

 

Slurp-.

 

“Ugh! How on earth do you drink this for taste?”

 

Cheonjang Gong took a sip of tea and grimaced terribly.

 

“If you drink it properly, it has a deep flavor.”

“Forget it. You drink plenty of it.”

 

Jeok Wigang, who was leisurely enjoying his tea, spoke to Cheonjang Gong who pushed his teacup away as if he couldn’t stand the sight of it.

 

“I have something I’m curious about.”

“What is it?”

“Why is someone of Cheonjang Gong’s caliber bound to Heavenly Martial City?”

“That’s what you were curious about?”

“Yes. I’m curious why the foremost among the three great craftsmen of the world is doing this.”

 

Cheonjang Gong smiled at the word ‘foremost’.

 

“When other guys said that, I didn’t think much of it, but when you say it, it really makes me feel good.”

 

He laughed pleasantly and then said.

 

“It’s because of my connection with the Heavenly Martial Emperor.”

“What?”

“In the past, there was a time when those called the Four Heavenly Demon Gods ran rampant.”

“I’ve heard of them. Were those bastards really that vicious?”

“They were vicious. My entire family almost died because of those bastards.”

“Ah…”

“The one who saved us then was the Heavenly Martial Emperor. After that, I came to serve him as my older brother.”

“Older brother?”

“That’s right. I made a promise then. If he built a force, I would make all the weapons that force needed. Then one day he said he was creating a place called Heavenly Martial City. So I told him to prepare a place for me too. That place is right here, Cheongongro.”

“I see.”

“I thought making the best weapons was the way to serve Heavenly Martial City and my older brother. But after meeting you, my thinking changed. What’s the point if I can’t even properly take care of my own people… I was only causing trouble instead.”

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