You Have Been Invited to the Auction House of the Gods - Chapter 140

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140

 

For now, I decided to leave the Sun and Moon Divine Sect at the level of a club activity within the guild.

 

What Heavenly Demon…

 

I couldn’t burden Jin-woo with more work when he was already overwhelmed just managing the guild.

 

And when you think about it, wouldn’t the Demonic Sect in modern times be an illegal violent organization?

 

If people who aren’t even Hunters carry bladed weapons around, that’s a violation of the sword possession law.

 

Still, it had a decent sect atmosphere,

 

and everyone’s passion for learning martial arts had noticeably increased.

 

I thought if I just left them alone, they’d just play around and give up.

 

Moreover, even Blurred Arrow stepped forward to revise the guild member training manual,

 

which was proof that there would be some positive effects.

 

‘I was a bit flustered when the mountain suddenly sprouted up though.’

 

The investigation hall alone was confusing enough, but when I came out of the building, sharp mountain peaks had been added to the surrounding landscape.

 

The buildings’ exteriors were also continuously undergoing changes and additions.

 

[Training Manual update in progress.]

 

[Investigation Hall updating…]

 

[Hundred Thousand Great Mountains… Tianshan Peak generating…]

 

After checking the update log, I decided not to say anything more.

 

Anyway, unless you’re affiliated with Ashin, there’s no reason to enter the training manual.

 

They say they’re enjoying it in a cute(?) way, so I think I can turn a blind eye to that level of leisure activity as Vice Guild Master.

 

Nothing had changed in my daily life except for suddenly becoming a sect leader.

 

Oh, come to think of it, Park Ju-yong’s personal training was added.

 

He made an expression of admiration at Zhang Qingye’s insight in the investigation hall…

 

He put life-and-death duels assuming personal training right into my schedule.

 

We detained the Doctor, but no movement from the cult side has been detected yet.

 

However, since it was almost time for Yamyeong, who went on a business trip as soon as he entered Korea, to return,

 

it seemed like he would bring some new information.

 

It seemed like he had caught wind of something through the Research Lab Dungeon and the Doctor.

 

‘I need to build up the guild’s strength even a little more.’

 

We were gradually getting closer to the cult’s central area.

 

The information Yamyeong would bring and the Doctor’s mouth would confirm that.

 

So Ashin had to prepare as well.

 

While I was organizing future plans like this, Park Ju-yong’s regeneration finished.

 

In those few short days, the interval between Park Ju-yong’s deaths had noticeably shortened.

 

‘Tough bastard…’

 

Look at that. That guy is glaring at the Vice Guild Master.

 

Park Ju-yong rushed toward me with eyes full of killing intent.

 

He now charged at me at a speed that was hard to follow with the naked eye.

 

Countless sword strikes fell from all directions.

 

I swung Galmu to match his sword path.

 

It was the same martial form as the sword technique Park Ju-yong was wielding.

 

The only difference was that I was doing it in dagger form.

 

I stepped one pace into the storm of blades where sword strikes were pouring down.

 

It was indeed crazy.

 

But the martial arts of a Sword Demon can only be reached by going crazy.

 

Either your mind goes crazy, or your skills go crazy.

 

With just subtle movements, I penetrated through Park Ju-yong’s sword strikes.

 

I gripped Galmu in reverse and struck Park Ju-yong’s solar plexus with the handle.

 

It seemed like a light tap, but the force behind it wasn’t.

 

Park Ju-yong coughed dryly and was sent flying.

 

‘Certainly, Heavenly Demon’s training is definitely effective.’

 

In those few short days, he had made all the martial forms of the Sword Demon martial arts his own.

 

However, the disappointing thing was that this was the limit of the martial arts Park Ju-yong could produce.

 

The Sword Demon’s martial arts, the Heaven-Severing Absolute Love Sword Technique, cannot be completed with just forms and verses alone.

 

Resentment .

 

Only when ‘resentment’ settled into the sword could one finally reach that end.

 

The grudge so deep that he, who had been a rear flag bearer of Changcheon Namgung, had to become a sword ghost…

 

However, I didn’t want to carve such trauma into Park Ju-yong.

 

I smiled slightly as I watched the stance that the regenerated Park Ju-yong had taken.

 

I transformed Galmu into the form of the Heavenly Demon Sword.

 

And then I too took the same stance.

 

I didn’t want to carve resentment into Park Ju-yong’s sword.

 

Making my subordinate experience the sorrow of a director would not make me an excellent superior.

 

Instead, I could show him.

 

What kind of power the martial arts you inherited would possess if it reached that end.

 

The answer to how I could use that sword technique filled with resentment was simple.

 

Because I had lived the life of a sword ghost during the Heavenly Demon’s training.

 

However, if there was a difference, while what the sword ghost lost was his beloved,

My resentment was the death of Hyeonmu-wol.

in that moment I was immersed in the sword ghost who had lost his beloved.

 

Now it had become an embarrassing past that Hyeonmu-wol teased me about, but I still hadn’t forgotten that resentment of heartbreaking sorrow.

 

Because I knew that emotion, I didn’t want to inflict the same trauma on Park Ju-yong.

 

Ghostly energy riding on the Heavenly Demon Sword spread out in all directions.

 

The Sparring Platform was dyed in dark colors.

 

Ghost Valley Cry began to be heard from all directions.

 

Even so, Park Ju-yong’s stance showed not an inch of wavering.

 

And without anyone going first, Park Ju-yong and I kicked off from our positions simultaneously.

 

The moment sword clashed with sword, even the remaining black and white colors were swallowed by darkness.

 

A brief silence.

 

And shortly after, a single white line was drawn across that dark canvas.

 

The sobbing Ghost Valley Cry belatedly filled the space.

 

When the Training Ground regained its colors, Park Ju-yong was kneeling before me.

 

Glaring at my sword technique with wide-open eyes.

 

As the line was drawn, his head fell just like that.

 

Having shown him Severed Love, the strongest sword technique of the Heartbreak Severing Love Sword,

Having demonstrated Jeolae , the strongest sword technique of the Dangung Jeolae Sword,

 

From this point on, it was up to Park Juyong to fill the gap.

 

And he hoped it wasn’t resentment.

was there any reason it shouldn’t be?

 

Even if the sword ghost’s life became a predictable happy ending after hardships, I would be quite satisfied.

 

Shortly after, Park Ju-yong’s body regenerated.

 

“…”

 

He remained silent for a long while.

 

The shock might have been great.

 

And he seemed to have realized it too.

 

That what just happened was the final lesson…

 

“Is that… the sky I must reach?”

 

Park Ju-yong spoke as if savoring each word.

 

“Of course not.”

 

At my firm answer, confusion appeared on Park Ju-yong’s face.

 

“I prefer happy endings.”

 

Though I had thrown out the words jokingly, Park Ju-yong’s serious expression didn’t soften.

 

“Vice Guild Master, how on earth did you—”

 

But he couldn’t finish his words.

 

Suddenly my shadow rippled like ink.

 

Suddenly my shadow rippled like ink.

 

Soon, something desperately burst out from there.

 

“Yamyeong…?”

 

Yamyeong, covered in blood, was reaching his hand toward me.

 

***

 

‘Sacred Power?’

 

What was gnawing at Yamyeong around him was definitely Sacred Power.

 

I quickly wrapped Yamyeong’s body with Karmic Fire and Ghostly Energy.

 

“Ju-yong, call Shin In-seon right now.”

 

Park Ju-yong, thinking the situation was turning serious, quickly kicked off from the training ground and ran outside.

 

I melted away the Sacred Power with Karmic Fire while simultaneously injecting Ghostly Energy into Yamyeong’s body.

 

It was unbelievable that Yamyeong was injured, but the opponent’s response was also quite serious.

 

‘They know that goblins are beings of darkness.’

 

Sacred Power was the natural enemy of ghostly beings like Yamyeong.

 

And at the same time, I had doubts.

 

‘Is there a connection between the group using Sacred Power and the cult…’

 

As far as I knew, there was only one place that could use Sacred Power.

 

And if my thoughts were correct, that would be a headache-inducing problem in its own right.

 

Once I extracted all the Sacred Power, Yamyeong’s breathing stabilized a little.

 

The wounds stopped getting worse.

 

But even aside from that, Yamyeong was already in a severely injured state.

 

Yamyeong stammered as he opened his mouth, then placed a message on my palm.

 

“Merchant!”

 

Shin In-seon kicked off from the training ground and rushed in urgently.

 

Without even looking, she pushed me aside and activated the Angel of the Lamp.

 

Following her, Park Ju-yong came running urgently, carrying an armful of medical supply boxes and potion bottles.

 

After confirming that urgent first aid and treatment were underway, I quietly turned around.

 

It seemed I had been too complacent.

 

I left the training ground and headed to the secluded backyard where there were no signs of people.

 

Matching my slow walking pace,

 

the shadow rippled and stretched long.

 

Without stopping my steps, I moved toward the shadow.

 

And I stepped into the gradually sinking staircase.

 

Just like that, slowly,

 

to the deepest underground of the Sadangpae.

 

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