Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 42

I was guided to a private room in the Guest Reception Hall as the sect leader of the Flying Heaven Sect.

The Righteous Law Hall master, Gwak Yohong, was waiting for me.

And next to him, the bastard I was looking for was sitting.

The commander of the Changtian Sword Unit, Naeng Muyeom.

He is the one I am sure is a spy of the Demonic Cult.

Perhaps because of this person, the Martial Alliance collapsed without even being able to use its strength.

Naeng Muyeom played a big role in the reason why the Heavenly Demon was able to stain the Central Plains with blood so easily.

And the Azure Blade Unit I led!

If I had found this bastard first and cut off his head, the Azure Blade Unit would not have been annihilated so meaninglessly.

For a moment, I was seized with the impulse to draw the Ink Blood Saber and cut off his head.

The Changtian Sword Unit is a sword unit composed of the younger generation of the Central Plains who are under thirty years old.

To enter the Changtian Sword Unit, skills are important, but in fact, which sect you are from is more important.

Those who had proven their skills through the Changtian Sword Unit were assigned to key positions in the alliance.

That's why most sects and families competitively pushed their talented younger generation into the Changtian Sword Unit. That's why, even if you had outstanding skills, if your origin was humble, it was harder to enter the Changtian Sword Unit than to pass through the eye of a needle.

Naeng Muyeom was from a nameless sect called the Cutting Sword Sect, which was in a corner of Qinghai.

In fact, it was not confirmed.

Anyway, he was a legendary figure who had started as a low-ranking sword unit member of the alliance at the age of twenty and had risen to the position of the commander of the Changtian Sword Unit in ten years with only his skills.

He later rises to the position of the head of the Golden Sword Unit, the alliance leader's personal guard.

For the Demonic Cult, the spy they had sent had risen to a position where he could watch the Martial Alliance leader from the closest distance.

This is why the Demonic Cult was able to know the movements of the alliance so thoroughly.

"Welcome. I am Gwak Yohong."

He said, forcing a smile with a frowning face.

People who saw him for the first time were often frightened by his frowning expression, but in fact, his face was always that expression.

It was a great thing that he had at least tried to smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Jin Danyeong of the Flying Heaven Sect of Guizhou. And this person is?"

"I am Naeng Muyeom, who is in charge of the Changtian Sword Unit."

Naeng Muyeom said, looking at my face carefully.

When I saw his face up close, my killing intent boiled up again.

Someday, I will cut off your neck.

But not yet.

"Ah! So you are Great Hero Naeng. I have often heard of your fame even in the distant Guizhou."

I said politely with a smile.

"It is amazing that you are leading a sect at such a young age. On behalf of the Changtian Sword Unit, I thank you for coming all the way to the alliance for a martial arts gathering from that distant Guizhou."

Naeng Muyeom must have also heard that I had put my name on the List of Nameless Martial Artists.

He must want to crush me quickly.

"Haha. Would I have come all this way for a mere martial arts gathering? Well, if the young martial artists of the Changtian Sword Unit want a good experience, I can make some time."

Naeng Muyeom's eyebrows furrowed.

I have to provoke this person and drag him up to the martial arts gathering.

I have to excite him more so that he reveals his true self.

As the atmosphere grew cold, Gwak Yohong intervened.

"It will be a good opportunity for both of you. In that case, may I ask what the real reason for your visit to the alliance is, Sect Leader?"

"I have a request for you, Hall Master Gwak, but I think it will be difficult for you to grant it."

"Now that you say that, I'm even more curious. If it doesn't go against the rules of the alliance, what is there that I can't grant?"

"I want to meet Jong Ilmyeong!"

Gwak Yohong's expression stiffened.

Since he is a person who values principles, he was flustered by my words asking an outsider to meet a person who is imprisoned in the thunder prison.

He probably never thought that the name of Jong Ilmyeong would come out of my mouth so suddenly.

"Ahem. Such an absurd thing. That person is now imprisoned in the thunder prison."

He said with a troubled expression.

"I have heard that you, Hall Master, always act according to the rules. Can you tell me the conditions for meeting a person who is imprisoned in the thunder prison?"

Gwak Yohong is a person who has memorized all the rules of the Martial Alliance, down to the trivial ones.

"Generally, the only person who can meet a person imprisoned in the thunder prison is his family. And..."

"A person who can prove his innocence is also possible."

"Are you saying that you can do that, Sect Leader Jin? That case is a case that the alliance has thoroughly investigated."

"There should be no one who is wronged. Can we trust the alliance?"

- Thump!

Naeng Muyeom's face turned red, and he stood up and slammed the table.

"You can't trust the alliance. Are you doubting the investigation of the Martial Alliance now? Do you know where you are staying now?"

He took the bait!

"Ahem. I'm not ignoring the commander's ability. The Changtian Sword Unit you are leading is famous, isn't it? Of course, its true skills are probably different from the rumors. Haha."

"H-how dare you doubt the skills of the Martial Alliance's Changtian Sword Unit here?"

Naeng Muyeom stood up from his seat.

"In fact, if it weren't for the background of the Martial Alliance, well, wouldn't it be at the level of an ordinary sword unit?"

"What did you say? H-how dare you look down on the Changtian Sword Unit? A mere Flying Heaven Sect that I don't even know where it is?"

"A mere Flying Heaven Sect? Where is a mere commander to a sect leader of a sect..."

"A mere commander? Does the Martial Alliance's Changtian Sword Unit look like a joke?"

He's full of poison now.

I have to keep provoking him.

That way, the probability of him revealing his true self increases.

"Ahem. Why are you two like this? Both of you, calm down."

Gwak Yohong hurriedly stepped in to mediate.

I took out the condition I wanted.

"Then how about this? We'll confirm it in the martial arts gathering you mentioned earlier. If we win, you'll grant my request."

"If you lose?"

Naeng Muyeom quickly took the words.

"There's no way that will happen, but if the Flying Heaven Sect loses... we will seal the sect."

If the sect leader has bet the sealing of the sect, he has bet everything.

In fact, the Flying Heaven Sect, which had no disciples and whose sect leader was also away for a long time, was no different from a sealed state.

Gwak Yohong closed his two eyes and was lost in thought for a long time.

He must be thinking.

From the information obtained through Heavenly Conduit Sect, Gwak Yohong did not believe that Jong Ilmyeong had learned a demonic art and killed his wife.

Given his personality, he would have wanted to reveal the truth.

Although Gwak Yohong values rules, if I have made the stage this much, he can just accept it, pretending to be unable to win.

But Gwak Yohong, who values principles, may make a decision different from my expectation.

I waited for his firmly closed mouth to open.

After a long time, Gwak Yohong opened his eyes.

"Even so, I cannot break the rules..."

"Hall Master! Let's do it like that! There's no way our Changtian Sword Unit will lose anyway, is there?"

As expected, Naeng Muyeom, whose pride was hurt, stepped forward and is helping.

Gwak Yohong was lost in thought again.

"Alright! No sect has ever won a martial arts gathering so far. For twenty years. If the Flying Heaven Sect wins for the first time, that much compensation will be possible. Since Sect Leader Jin has even bet the sealing of the sect."

Naeng Muyeom was happier than me at his words.

He must be imagining crushing me on the duel stage and sealing the Flying Heaven Sect in his head right now.

"I hope the skills of the Flying Heaven Sect leader are as great as his words."

I nodded and said.

"You will also participate, of course, Commander? Surely you won't just leave it to the sword unit members and pull out."

"Don't worry! I will come up to the duel stage according to your order. Just don't say anything else later!"

I caught two rabbits with one stone.

If I win the martial arts gathering, I can meet Jong Ilmyeong, who is imprisoned in the thunder prison.

And I put Naeng Muyeom, the spy of the Demonic Cult, on the duel stage.

No one knows what will happen on the duel stage.

"How many people will participate from the Flying Heaven Sect? If you exclude the two women, there are three, including the sect leader."

Naeng Muyeom said, standing up from his seat.

"Does the Changtian Sword Unit really distinguish between men and women? All five of us will participate!"

* * *

The preparations for the martial arts gathering were made quickly.

In fact, there was nothing to prepare.

Since the duel stage is always prepared, it probably took some time to decide who would come out from the Changtian Sword Unit.

I was informed of the name of the first participant of the Changtian Sword Unit.

I know this guy.

And it was also unexpected.

This guy was not skilled enough to come up to the duel stage representing the Changtian Sword Unit.

No, in the first place, it's absurd that he's a member of the Changtian Sword Unit.

He probably begged to be allowed to participate in the martial arts gathering using the influence of his family.

We're just grateful that a guy like this is participating.

"Even if only three of us win, we will achieve our goal, but in fact, I'm not confident."

"What do you mean? Do you think we will lose to those brats, hyungnim?"

Deoksam said angrily.

"I'm not confident that only three will win! Since we're fighting with the name of the Flying Heaven Sect on the line, we have to win everything!"

Although I said it to give them some confidence, in fact, no one was nervous.

Except for Na Yeryeong.

"You just have to do as you practiced, Miss Na."

Na Yeryeong had practiced with me all night yesterday, tailored to her opponent.

"But do we really have to do it this way? It seems a bit cowardly."

She has an expression as if she doesn't like something.

"What are you talking about? The opponent is the Changtian Sword Unit. It means they are people who have received marrow-cleansing and bone-washing from birth and have had elixirs poured into their open mouths. If you're talking about being cowardly, those guys are more cowardly. Because our starting line is different."

"Still, this is a bit..."

"No, swish! Thwack! Why? Swish! Thwack!"

I said, unfolding the movements I had made Na Yeryeong practice all night yesterday.

"Not that. The words you told me to memorize yesterday. How can you say such things to your opponent so casually?"

I quietly approached Na Yeryeong.

At my serious expression, she seemed surprised and stepped back.

"The future of the Central Plains is at stake in this duel!"

Na Yeryeong bit her lip as if she had decided something.

In fact, even if she loses the duel, it has nothing to do with the outcome, but I wanted to give her the experience of victory.

It is an important experience for a martial artist.

A person who only loses cannot escape from that sense of defeat.

What she needed most right now was confidence.

* * *

The last martial arts gathering was seven years ago.

From the perspective of the one applying for the martial arts gathering, if there was a desire to have the martial prowess of the sect verified, the young martial artists of the Martial Alliance had a desire to confirm their pride that they were the best.

The Martial Alliance was bustling with the first martial arts gathering in a long time.

In particular, the interest of the Changtian Sword Unit members was hot.

Since they were people who were called geniuses in their respective sects, a mere Flying Heaven Sect that they didn't even know where it was would be a joke.

I heard that they even drew lots because they were all trying to participate.

"Drawing lots? They must be looking down on us a lot."

"Aren't the guys who weren't picked lucky?"

Deoksam and Parip hyungnim said, tending to their weapons.

Although they say that, once they draw their swords, those two will not be careless, no matter who the opponent is.

As for Dam Sook, she has been gritting her teeth, saying she will show a proper duel from a while ago.

Though I'm a little worried about Na Yeryeong.

"It will start in a moment. Our first participant is Miss Na."

It has only been a month since she held a sword.

But none of us looked at her with a worried expression.

We moved to the place where the duel stage was.

Already, numerous martial artists were filling the area around the duel stage.

As we passed, the martial artists surrounding the duel stage began to whisper.

"Where on earth is the Flying Heaven Sect? I've never heard of it."

"It's in Guizhou, but in fact, I don't know the place either. Moreover, that young guy over there is the sect leader."

"Ah! Is that the person who is the talk of the town?"

As expected, my prediction that the rumor about me would have spread to this Martial Alliance was correct.

The Central Plains is infinitely wide, but sometimes it is also narrow.

A martial artist with a talent bestowed by the heavens like me cannot hide even if I try to.

"I also laughed for a long time. The Walking Corpse. Who wouldn't laugh after hearing such a nickname? Haha."

"I even shed tears. By the way, isn't the person in the black martial arts uniform in the back the sect leader? The way he's gathering his energy doesn't seem ordinary."

"I think the person holding the axe is more extraordinary."

"It seems the sect leader of the Flying Heaven Sect is the weakest. Haha."

I'm not even angry anymore.

I have to quickly cut off the Heavenly Demon's head and change that guy's nickname.

I'd rather stain the entire Central Plains with blood on behalf of the Heavenly Demon and get the nickname 'Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood'.

Although it's the first martial arts gathering in seven years, it's still just a martial arts gathering.

It's not a big event, but a lot of people have gathered.

The number of members in one sword unit is one hundred. Since there are twelve such sword units, the number of martial artists in the sword units alone is over a thousand.

In fact, it's not enough for all the sword units to gather for a martial arts gathering, but at the suggestion of the Changtian Sword Unit commander, who wanted to embarrass me, all the sword units were to rest from training today and observe the martial arts gathering.

It's what I wanted.

Since the stage has been set anyway, I have to break them properly so that our purpose will have strength later.

"From now on, we will begin the martial arts gathering between the Flying Heaven Sect of Guizhou and the Martial Alliance's Changtian Sword Unit."

- Waaah! Waaah!

The ground shook with the sound of cheering.

I looked back and saw Deoksam raising both his arms and responding to the cheers.

As expected, Deoksam enjoys a big stage.

As for Parip hyungnim, he had no expression, as always.

Dam Sook and Na Yeryeong had tense expressions.

I winked one eye to relieve the tension of the two.

The two turned their heads with an expression as if they had seen something they shouldn't have.

No, why?

I, the sect leader of the Flying Heaven Sect, and Naeng Muyeom, the commander of the Changtian Sword Unit, came up to the duel stage.

"The sword unit members are excited because it's the first martial arts gathering in a long time. Please understand even if there is an unpleasant incident during the duel."

It's a blatant threat.

"Our disciples are not excited at all. In fact, they were worried that they would win too one-sidedly. I hope you don't blame us even if you lose overwhelmingly. Haha."

Naeng Muyeom's face turned red.

"Ah, by the way! Our first participant has only been holding a sword for a month. But she said she thinks she can win against the Changtian Sword Unit in three moves."

Naeng Muyeom was speechless for a moment with a dumbfounded expression.

"A month? Three moves? Are you kidding me right now?"

"Ah! And she said she would win with only downward strikes. In fact, she can only do one downward strike yet."

It's a clear provocation.

There's no way the proud Naeng Muyeom will just let it go.

"No matter how weak our first participant, No Jimun, is, that's only when compared to the Changtian Sword Unit."

I know that well! That's why I decided on Na Yeryeong as the first order.

No Jimun of the Mantian Martial Arts Hall!

In fact, No Jimun is not skilled enough to come out representing the Changtian Sword Unit.

She is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her skills were not that great.

She probably came out to the martial arts gathering because of the influence of the Mantian Martial Arts Hall.

The Mantian Martial Arts Hall was a martial arts hall founded by No Uiryang, a lay disciple of Wudang, which had produced the current Martial Alliance leader.

He was very successful as a martial arts hall and had earned a lot of money, and since he was proud of being from Wudang himself, he was regularly sending a lot of money to the Wudang Sect.

Since the current Martial Alliance leader was from Wudang, of course, the alliance could not ignore the request of the Mantian Martial Arts Hall, and No Jimun was the only son of the hall master.

If I remember correctly, it hasn't been long since he entered the Changtian Sword Unit.

Although he must have trained quite a bit in the martial arts hall, it means he has no real combat experience.

"Do we have to know who your first participant is? It will be over in three moves."

"Haha! Against the Changtian Sword Unit? Alright! We will concede three moves. Ah! We won't even counterattack, so tell her to do that downward strike or whatever to her heart's content!"

Naeng Muyeom laughed loudly and muttered.

"Downward strike? Downward strike? Haha!"

I've done everything I have to do for now.

Now it's Na Yeryeong's turn.

(End of Chapter)