Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 7 : You Wield a 'Saber' Like a 'Sword'!

"Please guide me to a spacious open area."

I intended to make my body in the best condition to receive the elixir. Since it's the best elixir, it should have the best effect. The effect of an elixir doesn't stack just because you take it multiple times. You have to take it well the first time.

For three days, I was cooped up in the open area that Seok Nosam had guided me to. I swung my sword to the extreme, and when my energy was exhausted, I controlled my energy with the Sword Emperor's core technique. Gradually, my whole body became as sharp as the tip of a sword.

Exactly three days later, Seok Nosam came with a small pouch embroidered with the words 'Medicine King Hall' in gold. Inside the pouch were dozens of small pills.

"Huh? Wasn't I supposed to swallow one pill and circulate my energy?"

"You don't know what you're talking about! That's bullshit made up by those who don't know a damn thing about elixirs. How much energy is in this, and you expect to get a proper effect by just popping one pill? Trust me. To absorb it properly, you shouldn't rush!"

This is the pride of an expert!

"Take five pills twice a day, morning and evening, for three days! On an empty stomach, one shichen before meals!"

"I understand. I should take the medicine as prescribed."

If you don't know well, you should follow the expert's words.

"After taking it, a hot energy will rise from your dantian. Circulate it slowly for one cycle, and after the energy circulation is over, you can feel the energy filling your whole body and take a sufficient rest."

It seems that chewing it in one bite, feeling a hot energy swirling deep in the dantian, and having all the waste products in the body drained out and undergoing a complete transformation was just a fantasy.

"I also prepared medicinal herbs that are good for preserving the body, so it will probably be good for your body as well as your internal energy. You won't catch a cold easily, and your urine stream will get stronger. Haha."

I decided to stay at the Medicine King Hall for a few more days and follow his prescription. Of course, it's not because of the urine stream. I also decided to participate in his small experiments as a reward for the Medicine King Divine Pill. I also wanted to spend a few more days with my old friend.

"By the way. The Saber Emperor is here, so be careful with your words and actions."

Huh? Why is such a big shot here?

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The Medicine King Hall has many guests.

And they are quite famous martial artists, regardless of whether they are from the righteous or evil factions.

There are guys from prestigious righteous sects who visit regularly to purchase medicinal herbs, and there are guys from unorthodox factions who come to see if they can borrow the power of an elixir after hitting a wall.

Of course, there would also be people like the Saber Emperor who come to rest leisurely and eat some decoctions that are good for the body.

This is probably the only place in the Central Plains where the righteous and evil factions can stay in one space without fighting. Under no circumstances should there be a sword fight in the Medicine King Hall. This is the rule of the Medicine King Hall.

As I always did, I headed to the open area as soon as I woke up. The place Seok Nosam had guided me to was a very good place for training. It was originally the training ground for the guards of the Medicine King Hall, but it became an abandoned open area after they built a new building and moved.

Building strength is the priority. Even if I find the Heavenly Demon, it's meaningless if I can't cut off his head. I am now far from the strength I had in the days when I was called the One-Armed Tyrant Saber.

All I have is enormous potential.

I sat in a cross-legged position on one side of the open area and raised the energy of my dantian according to the core technique.

The Medicine King Divine Pill was a great elixir. Seok Nosam said it would take three months to feel the full effect of the medicine, but I could already feel my dantian getting bigger and harder.

If we're only talking about the increase in internal energy, is it really as good as Shaolin's Great Rejuvenation Pill?

But the Medicine King Divine Pill had something else.

Along with the internal energy, it had the effect of making my sense of energy more sensitive and clear.

To a martial artist, the sense of energy is as important as martial arts. I felt like I could feel the flapping of a flying insect's wings from far away.

I held a saber in my right hand.

Since I only had one sword, I asked Seok Nosam, and he got me a practice saber from the guards.

I was excited to hold a saber instead of a sword after a long time. It's a bit light.

During my ronin days, I used a pretty heavy saber. A saber has to have some weight to have the fun of beating someone up.

The left-handed sword is rare.

In the martial world, which values etiquette, not holding a sword in the left hand was a kind of unwritten rule. Even if one was born left-handed, they held the sword with their right hand. The left-handed sword could only be found occasionally in unorthodox factions that used sinister swordsmanship.

The left sword and right saber is not rare, it's non-existent.

At least in my time, there was no one who had reached a certain level with the left sword and right saber.

By reviving the memories of my past life, I could become the greatest saber master of my time.

Having inherited the Sword Emperor's swordsmanship, I could become the greatest swordsman in the world.

But all those who were called the greatest in the world knelt before the Heavenly Demon. So I intend to walk a path no one has ever taken.

Only then will I be able to have even a speck of possibility.

I slowly raised my energy. The strong and fierce energy that started from my dantian struck the meridians of my whole body. The blood vessels throughout my body began to expand, and the density of the air surrounding me changed.

The first form of the Limitless Saber Art.

Great Force Suppresses the Form.

Unlike when I unfold a sword art, I can feel the weight of the saber in my grip.

The Limitless Saber Art is my own unique saber art. It may not be the talent of a great master, but it is a saber art created based on the numerous real battles I experienced during my ronin days. With this one, I was able to roam the Central Plains with a single saber.

Born with a Heavenly Martial Body, I could easily learn any martial art, but I didn't want to learn a fixed martial art. Was it because I didn't like the feeling of fitting into a fixed frame?

There were many people who wanted to teach me martial arts, but I didn't learn from anyone except my father. The first person I asked to learn from was the Sword Emperor in the Valley of Abandoned Bugs.

My first master was the Sword Emperor...

Thinking about it now, it's a great fortuitous encounter. If that old man's two arms were properly attached, and he hadn't gotten dementia in his later years, I could have learned more properly.

- Psssh.

Dry dust rose from the floor of the open area.

The body of the saber was filled with internal energy as if it would burst.

The practice saber trembled with a humming sound as if it would break.

If you didn't look closely, it was moving so slowly that it seemed to be stopped, but the air around the saber was trembling.

If the Sword Emperor's Heaven and Earth Hundred Severing Sword Manual is large and elegant like water that embraces everything, the Limitless Saber Art is like a rough and fierce fire that burns and swallows everything.

This is it...

I unfolded only three of the six forms of the Limitless Saber Art and put down the saber.

I didn't like it at all.

Something is empty.

I never thought I would hold a saber with my right hand again. So in the Valley of Abandoned Bugs, I tried not to think about the Limitless Saber Art. In case I would get frustrated comparing myself to my past self.

Reminiscing and longing for the past is always a useless thing.

In my memory, it was the best saber art, but looking at it again now, there are many regrets. It is incomparably strong and tyrannical, but that's all. The waste of internal energy is severe, and there are useless movements mixed in. I can see things I couldn't see before.

Have I improved?

At that moment, I felt an unfamiliar energy from behind.

Even with my sense of energy, which had become sensitive due to the effect of the Medicine King Divine Pill, I couldn't catch it. Until it came this close.

I quickly turned around and raised my saber.

"Why are you stopping? I was in the middle of a good show after a long time."

An old man in a worn-out robe was sitting on a rock as if half-lying, I don't know since when.

His face was full of pockmarks and he had a small build, but the energy in his two eyes was extraordinary.

Peeping at someone else's training is forbidden in the martial world, but he was a person who could do so.

What could he steal and learn from someone else's training?

The One Who Wields the Flame King's Tyrant Saber, Cheok Mugun!

A thousand flames burn with a single swing.

He himself wanted to be called just the Flame King, but people had another name for him.

One of the top ten masters in the Central Plains, and among them, a saber master who vied with the Sword Emperor for the top spot.

A person who rose to the top with a single saber among numerous swordsmen.

The Saber Emperor, Cheok Mugun!

In my previous life, he was my goal. I also made a name for myself as one of the three great saber masters, but I was at the bottom.

The competition for the three great saber masters was a bit lower than for the three great swordsmen. Probably because there were far fewer martial artists who wielded a saber.

Thinking about it now, what's the use of making a name for myself back then?

The empty fame of being called the greatest in the world or the greatest of all time was all swept away like fallen leaves with a single gesture from the Heavenly Demon.

When he fought the Heavenly Demon in a joint attack with the Sword Emperor, the Sword Emperor's two arms were cut off, but the Saber Emperor's head was cut off.

But that's not because the Saber Emperor's martial prowess was lower than the Sword Emperor's. He probably charged in until the very end.

Before he died, he would have drawn all his innate true energy to cut a piece of the Heavenly Demon's clothes, to make even a small scratch on the tip of the Heavenly Demon's finger.

He was that kind of person.

Rushing in like fire without calmly planning for the future.

Perhaps in terms of fighting spirit that can't stand losing, he was above the Sword Emperor.

He is now in front of me.

"I don't like the saber."

"If you don't like the saber in your hand, shall I lend you mine?"

He said, pushing aside his worn-out robe and taking out the saber tied to his waist and handing it to me.

The dark-colored saber body and black hilt, and the red tassel hanging from the end and swaying, told me that it was the Saber Emperor's beloved saber, the Dark Red Flame Saber.

It is a famous saber that has created many legends with him.

"What does it matter if what I'm holding is a tree branch? I'm saying I don't like the saber art I'm unfolding."

"For a young age, you have achieved a rare and great accomplishment, so what kind of bullshit humility is that? Excessive humility becomes a disaster."

"It would be humility if I said I was too weak. I'm just saying I don't like my saber art."

"You brat! If I say it's good, then it's good! What do you know? Huh?"

"No, I'm the one swinging it and I'm the one saying it's lacking, so what are you meddling in, old man? It's not like you're going to teach me anything."

"Ahem. Do you think there's another person of your age with that level of achievement? In the entire Central Plains, I was the only one who surpassed that level at that age. Yes, that's right."

That confidence is still the same.

"If my disciples had achieved half as much as you, I wouldn't be drinking every night. If I say so, then it is so. What are you arguing about?"

"It's not arguing, I'm worrying because I don't like it, aren't I? If I say I don't like my saber art, do I have to get someone else's permission to reflect on it?"

"This kid. Huh? If an adult says something good, you should listen and say 'thank you'. Huh? I'm a person who has been swinging a saber since before you were born. Huh? When you were taking your first steps. Huh?"

Here we go again. The Saber Emperor has a habit of saying 'huh' at the end of his sentences when he gets excited. That's why I used to call him 'Huh-peror' instead of 'Saber Emperor'.

"I ran into the five hundred members of the Black Killing Sect's Dark Soul Pursuit Unit in Qinghai. Huh? Five hundred of them surrounded me and unleashed their sword energy all at once. Huh? My Dark Red Flame Saber spewed fire, and these guys were cut down in a single strike. Huh? I wiped out the Black Killing Sect like dust overnight. Huh? From then on, people called me the Saber Emperor. Huh?"

The incident that made him famous as the Saber Emperor now was indeed the one where he single-handedly wiped out the Black Killing Sect from the world. It's also true that he fought against the Dark Soul Pursuit Unit in the process.

But it wasn't overnight, it was about three or four days.

And the Dark Soul Pursuit Unit wasn't five hundred, it was fifty.

"Oh my! I didn't recognize the great Saber Emperor. Yes, yes, I'll just conclude that I'm exceptionally outstanding. The one and only genius in the world is me. Yes, indeed. The Saber Emperor's insight is truly amazing!"

I wrapped it up warmly. This man hates to lose even a single word in an argument. Perhaps that's why he rose to the position of Saber Emperor.

"Ahem. You are a child with the courage to admit what is wrong."

He's probably happy in his heart that he won the argument.

"From the moment you held a saber instead of a sword, you have already half succeeded. A man should wield a saber."

I would have been scolded more if he had met me while I was training my swordsmanship.

"Your saber art is unusual, where is your sect from?"

It's a good thing I changed the name from Flying Heaven Sword Sect to Flying Heaven Sect.

"It's the Flying Heaven Sect in Guizhou. My father, the sect leader, passed away, and I am leading the sect, though I am lacking."

"Flying Heaven Sect? Ah, so you're the corpse that jumped out of a coffin and cut down the Tyrant Heaven Sect leader with a single strike?"

"It wasn't a single strike, and I'm certainly not a corpse."

I need to make a name for myself in the Central Plains quickly, or I'll end up with a bizarre tag like 'Walking Corpse'.

"But wasn't that originally the Flying Heaven Sword Sect? The one where Go Hyeon Geom was the sect leader. I remember that guy's Red Sun Sword Art was quite sharp."

I'm proud that a man like the Saber Emperor remembers my father.

"That's right, but isn't a man all about the saber? I changed the name because I thought I wouldn't be able to keep up with the flow of the rapidly changing times by sticking only to the sword."

"Ahem, look at this praiseworthy fellow. Your thoughts are as straight as your skills, aren't they? Soon, a world ruled by those who wield sabers, not swords, will come to the Central Plains."

Swords or sabers, it doesn't matter, a world ruled by the Demonic Cult is coming soon.

"While you were at it, why didn't you change it to the Flying Heaven Saber Sect?"

This man's love for the saber is endless.

"I will seriously consider it, old man."

"By the way, about the saber art you unfolded earlier... if there's one thing that's a little disappointing..."

The Saber Emperor suddenly became serious and said.

"Right now, you wield a 'saber' like a 'sword'!"

My mind went blank.

Enlightenment comes without warning.

(End of Chapter)