The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 391
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Chapter 391. Follow Me
Gwan Ha-gyeong was unaware of the change that had occurred in his blade.
He was simply focused on cutting down the two creatures before him in one strike.
And so.
When he unleashed his blade strike.
Swoosh.
With a clean cutting sound.
The Blood Jiangshi and Poison Jiangshi.
Both of their waists were simultaneously severed in half as they collapsed.
“!!!!”
“!!!!”
“…!!!”
Everyone except Ha Mu-baek was shocked by this sight.
Gwan Ha-gyeong himself, who had produced this result, couldn’t accurately grasp what had just happened.
“Bl, bl, bl, blade qi…!”
The first to regain his senses and mutter was Pyeong Deok-jo.
“It’s blade qi….”
“It’s blade qi!”
Was that the signal?
Pung Geon and Yu Gwi-gwang muttered, and soon after, exclamations of amazement erupted from the Bongma Corps and Maengryong Corps.
Only then could Gwan Ha-gyeong properly see his own blade.
The blade qi that seemed faint but was brilliantly shining with a blue light.
It was definitely formed on his blade.
“Th, this is….”
As he stared blankly at the blade qi with bewildered, disbelieving eyes.
The gradually trembling blade qi slowly disappeared.
“Failure.”
At that moment, Ha Mu-baek’s cold words reached their ears.
They had no choice but to look at Ha Mu-baek in unison.
“What are you planning to do by spacing out like that after defeating them? What if one of them had survived?”
Sharp criticism followed.
“You succeeded in reaching the realm of blade qi, but what happened when you lost focus? Where’s your blade now?”
There wasn’t a single thing wrong with his words.
“If this had been real combat, a real battlefield, you would have died the moment you succeeded in creating blade qi.”
At Ha Mu-baek’s words, Gwan Ha-gyeong’s head dropped low.
There was nothing he could refute.
“Well, you still did better than I expected. I thought it would take until tomorrow. Rest for a moment.”
Then Ha Mu-baek turned and disappeared.
They could only stare blankly at the spot where he had vanished.
***
With each passing day, it became more beautiful.
Another day passed and it became that much more beautiful again.
This isn’t referring to something else.
It’s about the Moonfall Sword Dance that Yeon Ha-min performed.
When she began practicing her sword dance.
The Maengryong Corps Cadets would pause for a moment and stare blankly at her form.
It didn’t look like martial arts but rather like a dance that had reached the pinnacle of artistic beauty.
Han Seol-bing chuckled at their behavior.
“You guys are going to get taken out in one hit if you act like that. If Yeon Ha-min were an enemy, that is. What are you planning to do if you lose focus while entranced by an enemy’s sword dance?”
The cadets came to their senses at Han Seol-bing’s criticism.
“But she’s our comrade right now, isn’t she?”
Dang Jin-san said while still watching Yeon Ha-min’s sword dance.
From the opening form of the Moonfall Sword Dance to the final technique.
They had spent the entire first moment appreciating Yeon Ha-min’s sword dance.
“What if there’s an enemy who uses such sword dance?”
At Han Seol-bing’s question, Dang Jin-san replied with a shameless expression.
“Then I should watch that sword dance more often to adapt to it. There probably won’t be any sword dance more beautiful than the one Yeon Ha-min performs.”
He was not just shameless but even confident.
Dang Jin-san even nodded as if satisfied with his own logic.
Han Seol-bing was left speechless.
Because she thought the same way, actually.
Meanwhile, Yeon Ha-min had finished performing the entire Moonfall Sword Dance.
She stopped her sword, regulated her breathing, and then raised her head.
Her eyes met with her comrades’ gazes that were focused on her.
Yeon Ha-min tilted her head, wondering why.
At her reaction, the cadets quietly turned their heads and resumed their training.
A question still lingered on Yeon Ha-min’s face.
Han Seol-bing smiled gently and said.
“Your sword dance was so beautiful that those guys were watching. That’s all.”
Finally understanding the reason from that explanation, Yeon Ha-min’s face turned slightly red.
Since she wasn’t wearing a veil at least in the Maengryong Corps’ training ground, her faintly blushing face was fully visible.
But only Han Seol-bing saw it.
The others had also begun concentrating on their respective training.
***
“What did you say?”
Il-no frowned at his subordinate’s report.
And for good reason.
That damn bastard had entered Sanwol Demon Forest.
Because of that bastard, he had hidden deeper underground and was still staying here.
Just when he was considering going up a little higher, the bastard appeared again, so he couldn’t help but be furious.
“So?”
The subordinate continued his report with his head bowed.
“He, he’s moving with the Bongma Corps and the jiangshi in the western forest….”
“Hmm.”
Il-no, who had been tapping the armrest of his chair, asked as if remembering something.
“Wasn’t there a Beheaded Jiangshi created over there?”
Beheaded Jiangshi.
He was referring to the entity that Ha Mu-baek had named the Beheaded Dark Blood Demon.
“I believe one Dark Blood Jiangshi mutated into a Beheaded Jiangshi.”
“It was defeated.”
As expected, but hearing it directly made him feel deflated.
Il-no fell deep into thought.
Should he let them go like this, or should he at least throw some shit at that bastard.
“How many Soul-Stealing Poison Jiangshi have been completed?”
At Il-no’s question, his subordinate answered.
“Six have been completed.”
“Send them all.”
“What?”
At Il-no’s words, his subordinate was startled.
The Soul-Stealing Poison that had been tested in Muchang.
These were Poison Jiangshi created based on those results.
Entities that released Soul-Stealing Poison from their breath.
Originally, jiangshi are corpses.
They shouldn’t be able to breathe.
He had forcibly made them breathe.
To be precise, he had made them spew poison from their rotted lungs.
The range was a full zhang (3 meters).
In other words, the moment one entered the distance needed to fight the Blood Poison Jiangshi.
They would inhale the Soul-Stealing Poison released by the Blood Poison Jiangshi.
Although the Soul-Stealing Poison was considered a failure.
Il-no didn’t think it was a complete failure.
After all, if they got poisoned, they could be turned into jiangshi.
They would never think that Soul-Stealing Poison would flow from the mouths and noses of the Poison Jiangshi they were facing.
They would only think that the Blood Cult could spray Soul-Stealing Poison.
In reality, this was a desperate measure conceived to maintain the gradually decreasing number of jiangshi.
Although Yeon Ja-gyeong had promised measures to increase the number of jiangshi.
He couldn’t rely solely on that.
“Ha Mu-baek even defeated the Dark Blood Beheaded Jiangshi… He’s a human unaffected by Soul-Stealing Poison. Why use the Soul-Stealing Poison Jiangshi that were so difficult to create…”
His subordinate asked cautiously.
Il-no stared at him intently.
“The ones with him will be defenseless. And even if all six are destroyed. We can make as many as we want now.”
“Ah…”
His subordinate let out a low exclamation.
Since they couldn’t do anything about Ha Mu-baek, the idea was to target those with him.
And while they had experienced trial and error when first creating Soul-Stealing Poison Jiangshi.
Now it was true that they could make as many as they wanted as long as they had Poison Jiangshi.
If there was one concern.
“What if. That bastard appears to vent his anger about his comrades being harmed…”
Il-no’s subordinate.
He remembered clearly.
Near the end of the battle between the Jeongcheon Alliance and the Blood Cult.
After Sect Leader Gae Hong-cheon died in battle.
What kind of appearance that monster had shown at the Blood Cult’s stronghold.
It was truly a disaster and terror.
“Where are we right now?”
“Ah…”
His subordinate let out another exclamation at Il-no’s question.
This place could never be found without knowing the way.
Deep underground.
No matter how much of a monster that bastard was, he couldn’t collapse this place from above ground, nor would he know they were here.
This was a thought possible only because he didn’t know Ha Mu-baek’s Ki Sense abilities.
“Might we not be making the mistake of alerting the enemy?”
The existence of Poison Jiangshi that could spew Soul-Stealing Poison.
This was a move that could deal the most fatal blow when those bastards didn’t know about it.
If they found out.
If those bastards came after taking the antidote they had created during the Muchang incident.
The Soul-Stealing Poison Jiangshi would become nothing more than simple jiangshi.
“They’re not the type to supply antidotes to the Maengryong Corps or low-level warriors.”
Il-no said with a sneer.
They called themselves righteous, claiming to walk the righteous path.
But in reality, if you dug deeper, they were no different from themselves.
Bastards who moved based on thorough profit calculations.
They just called themselves righteous with good-sounding justifications.
Becoming monsters in front of profit was the same for both those bastards and themselves.
Because that was ultimately human nature.
“Ah…”
His subordinate could only let out another exclamation.
He had thought it was just an order spat out in anger.
But Elder Il-no had been drawing the entire picture.
“Understood.”
His subordinate bowed deeply.
And.
He moved hastily.
To send the jiangshi from here to there, even moving all night wouldn’t be enough time.
***
Today had also come to an end.
The western sky was turning red with the sunset glow.
After sunset, Ha Mu-baek did not move through Sanwol Demon Forest.
They gathered firewood, set up a pot, and lit a fire.
Simple dinner was completed and each quietly focused on their meal.
Yu Gwi-gwang kept glancing at Gwan Ha-gyeong and Ha Mu-baek.
What he had experienced today was a great shock to him.
Because Ha Mu-baek had promised to make him capable of wielding Blade Qi within three days, and had made it happen.
Could he become stronger by learning from such a person?
Next year.
After finishing his service in the Maengryong Corps.
The crazy thought of entering Gyoryong Hall again briefly crossed his mind.
A thought that startled Yu Gwi-gwang himself.
He smiled bitterly.
‘Am I also a warrior…’
He had thought he joined the Maengryong Corps as a means of livelihood to support his family’s living.
But today his heart kept pounding.
And his inner desire to become as strong as that arose.
That’s why he had the crazy thought of entering Gyoryong Hall again.
Ha Mu-baek.
Because the desire to learn martial arts from that instructor surged up.
“Whew.”
As he emptied his bowl and let out a deep sigh.
He felt a rustling sensation in his chest.
‘Ah.’
It was his daughter’s portrait.
He had forgotten.
That at home, there was a daughter waiting for him.
He really must have gone mad for a moment.
“Crazy bastard….”
Without realizing it, a reproach directed at himself spilled from his lips.
“Who? Me?”
At that moment, hearing a voice right beside him, Yu Gwi-gwang was startled.
Before he knew it, Ha Mu-baek was sitting next to him.
It had happened while he was briefly lost in thought.
“Ah, no sir.”
Yu Gwi-gwang answered in surprise.
“I just thought I was like that….”
He finished speaking in a voice that seemed ready to crawl into a hole.
Ha Mu-baek glanced at Yu Gwi-gwang.
“You want to become stronger, don’t you?”
“Yes… yes?”
Yu Gwi-gwang, who had been answering reflexively, was startled.
Because he had suddenly approached and asked a question that seemed to peer into his innermost thoughts.
“Your eyes are saying so. More earnestly than anyone else here right now.”
“Ah….”
“Why is someone who’s about to go home soon acting like this?”
Ha Mu-baek asked as if curious.
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s just a warrior’s instinct? I thought I wasn’t a warrior… but I guess I was one.”
“Heh.”
Ha Mu-baek let out a small laugh at Yu Gwi-gwang’s answer.
“A Jianghu person… that’s not a good thing.”
Yu Gwi-gwang nodded at those words.
Because he thought so too.
He just wanted to return to his hometown and live peacefully with his daughter and family.
And yet.
He wanted to become stronger.
Ha Mu-baek gazed intently at Pyeong Deok-jo.
The guy who had sat cross-legged and entered energy circulation after the meal.
He looked at Yu Gwi-gwang again.
And asked.
“What about your internal energy mental method?”
“I learned the Gyoryong Heart Method.”
Ha Mu-baek frowned.
Because he had heard the name of some trash.
Ha Mu-baek activated his Infinite Bright Wheel Eye.
“Try using it.”
At Ha Mu-baek’s instruction, Yu Gwi-gwang immediately sat cross-legged and began energy circulation.
Watching all of this, Ha Mu-baek tilted his head.
“It’s fine though?”
“Yes?”
Yu Gwi-gwang asked back as if he couldn’t understand Ha Mu-baek’s muttering, but no answer was given.
The Gyoryong Heart Method that Yu Gwi-gwang had learned was almost exactly the original form of the Three Talents Heart Method.
What had been added to it was just the ability to gather internal energy a bit faster compared to the Three Talents Heart Method.
Though it was still terribly slow since it was the Three Talents Heart Method.
‘It must be the Gyoryong Heart Method from before that idiot Sa Do-gwang messed with it.’
When he first took office at Gyoryong Hall.
How shocked he had been when he saw the secret manual handed to him by Peng Do-yul.
Seeing that they had created a secret manual telling people to learn such trash.
“You said you want to become stronger?”
“Yes.”
“Even if you have to pay any price?”
Ha Mu-baek asked again.
This time his expression was extremely serious.
“Gulp.”
Yu Gwi-gwang swallowed dry saliva.
And thought carefully once more.
Then he answered.
“If I can return safely to my family, I’m prepared to pay any price.”
“Huh? You’re quite greedy, aren’t you?”
When Ha Mu-baek responded with an expression of disbelief to Yu Gwi-gwang’s answer, Yu Gwi-gwang hung his head low.
But that was something he couldn’t give up.
Returning safely to his family’s embrace.
If he couldn’t achieve that, he would have to give up becoming stronger.
That was Yu Gwi-gwang’s honest feeling.
He couldn’t lose what was most precious to him by being consumed with the desire to become stronger.
The crazy thoughts from a moment ago were already enough.
“Good.”
Ha Mu-baek nodded.
Yu Gwi-gwang raised his head again.
“Follow me.”
Ha Mu-baek said as he stood up from his seat.
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