Sword God Reborn

Chapter 219 : I'll show you.

"The Iron God has become a monster."

It was a meaningful statement.

"Did you turn my sword into a monster?"

"No. It became a monster on its own."

It was a statement that was not readily understood. Yuk Seok also had a troubled face, as if it were difficult to explain with words.

"See for yourself. It will be easier to understand that way."

Yuk Seok, who had entered the workshop, did not order anyone but brought the box himself.

It was a luxurious box.

"It's Ucheonmok."

"Hah. You have quite a deep knowledge. You young brat. Your master wouldn't have taught you something like this."

Yuk Seok admired in a low voice.

Neung-heo, who had been quiet, frowned.

"Lord, what is Ucheonmok?"

"Why don't you know anything? Your younger brother and father seem smart."

"Does everyone have to be smart just because their family is smart?"

"Seeing you, I see that's wrong."

"No, just tell me. Stop teasing me."

"It's a tree that grows in the distant North Sea. It's strong against the cold and harder than most metals. It doesn't attract bugs, and it's also very effective in blocking moisture and wind. It's a precious tree."

"Hah. You use that just to store a single sword."

Cheon Mubaeck also slightly sympathized. Because Ucheonmok was a precious material. It was so rare that very few people in the Central Plains knew about it.

But to think that it was a box made to store a sword.

It was proof that Yuk Seok valued the Iron God Ancient Sword that much.

"Well, see for yourself."

The box opened, and the Iron God Ancient Sword that revealed its form did not have a particularly strong impression.

A black scabbard with no decorations.

A strange light flickered in Cheon Mubaeck's eyes.

"The scabbard is meteorite iron?"

"Hah. You know just by looking?"

"It's a feeling. A feeling."

"Your eye for swords is as good as that man, the Azure Sky Sword God. I would have liked to have made the scabbard with black meteorite iron as well, but there wasn't enough. So I made it with meteorite iron."

In fact, making the scabbard with meteorite iron was also an incredible luxury.

Because it was a common saying that if you made a sword with meteorite iron, it would become a famous sword of the world.

Wasn't it meteorite iron that could cut any steel and break even a protective qi?

But to think that he used such meteorite iron for a mere scabbard. Cheon Mubaeck could not help but be amazed at Yuk Seok's magnanimity.

Yuk Seok, who had noticed Cheon Mubaeck's gaze, snorted.

"Hmph. It's not because I find you pretty. Since the Iron God has become a monster, the scabbard also cannot contain it unless it is at least meteorite iron."

"A monster..."

Cheon Mubaeck gripped the hilt of the sword.

"...!"

Cheon Mubaeck's face hardened.

A cool sensation that was transmitted through his fingertips.

It was colder than ever before. As if he had touched a block of ice from the North Sea with his bare hands, a cold that seemed to chill his bones dug in.

"It's black meteorite iron from space. It's a metal that basically contains cold qi."

"But this is..."

"I'm amazed that you're fine even after holding it in your hand."

"That makes sense."

As Cheon Mubaeck calmly held the hilt and looked at it from all sides, Yuk Seok's eyes widened.

"Did you learn martial arts in the North Sea? Unless it's the Ice Soul Divine Art of the North Sea, you wouldn't be able to withstand that cold."

'It's in my lower dantian.'

Cheon Mubaeck swallowed those words.

He understood why he had said it had become a monster.

The sky. The black meteorite iron that contained the energy of the distant universe contained a cold qi that was so intense that the supreme yin energy of the lower dantian was no match for it.

'But it's not to the extent of being a monster.'

As Cheon Mubaeck looked at him with a suspicious eye, Yuk Seok rolled up his lips.

Cheon Mubaeck drew his sword without hesitation.

Sreureung.

"Heup...!"

"Umm!"

As the sword was drawn, Neung-heo, who was watching, gasped, and Yuk Seok let out a groan.

It was a dizzying and cool feeling that was enough to take one's breath away.

No, it was something that could not be described as cool.

Cheon Mubaeck looked up at the sword.

As if the sword body had been newly made with black meteorite iron, it was black as if it had absorbed all the light in the world.

It was a perfect contrast to the existing pure white.

As if a completely different sword had been reborn.

Cheon Mubaeck rather liked its current appearance.

It was not just a black light. The matte black, as if black ink had been poured on it, was simple and honest. But it was rather overwhelming and contained a coldness that was enough to make one's teeth chatter.

Cheon Mubaeck's eyes flashed.

'It's smooth and sharp. It's light but centered, so it has power. The blade is cool and heavy. The balance of weight is perfect. Whether you stab, cut, or swing. It has the most ideal balance to transmit power in any way.'

Cheon Mubaeck's life, Cheon Mubaeck's reincarnation, could be expressed in only one way.

Sword.

Even if you hold a sword for your whole life, you become a master who has mastered the sword.

Cheon Mubaeck had lived such a life countless times.

Just by holding the Iron God Ancient Sword, he had grasped the structure and form of the sword, the center of gravity and balance. And because of that, even its use.

He had grasped everything.

Thanks to that, he could not help but pour out his admiration.

A natural smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

It was a pure white smile.

It was a pure smile that made the viewer smile along without realizing it.

'It's perfect.'

Cheon Mubaeck's pupils trembled slightly.

The original Iron God Ancient Sword was not such a powerful sword. It was not a famous sword or a divine weapon that the world spoke of.

But still, Cheon Mubaeck had held the Iron God Ancient Sword in every reincarnation if possible.

As he repeated countless reincarnations, a bond that transcended time had formed between the Iron God Ancient Sword and Cheon Mubaeck.

A will was contained in the sword.

It recognized only Cheon Mubaeck as its master.

It did not matter what form Cheon Mubaeck appeared in.

Whether it was the Sword Demon, the Dark Heaven Sword Emperor, the Shandong Sword Hero, or Cheon Mubaeck.

The Iron God Ancient Sword recognized its master and let out a rough sword cry.

Woong, woong, woong, woong!

A smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

It was not that he had called it a monster simply because it contained cold qi.

'It has a will.'

As if it were a living creature, the Iron God let out a rough sword cry.

Before, it was like a puppy that showed affection only to Cheon Mubaeck. Now, it was as if a beast were snorting roughly.

It was a form of acknowledging Cheon Mubaeck as its master, but also raising its head.

Yuk Seok said carefully.

"Even if the Azure Sky Sword God came in person, it would not be easy to handle. It's like a sensitive cat. The problem is that it's not a cat, but a tiger."

"A tiger..."

The king of the mountains, a tiger.

Cheon Mubaeck smiled and said.

"In the Southern Man, there was a spiritual beast called the Red Blood Tiger. It was a strange and strong creature that the Southern Man people thought of as a god."

"Red Blood Tiger?"

Yuk Seok tilted his head.

"Is it because it's a story from the distant Southern Man? I've never heard of it."

"The Red Blood Tiger ruled the Southern Man. A mere spiritual beast stood above the people."

"Are you saying that this Iron God Ancient Sword looks like that?"

"As the craftsman also described it as a monster, it is fierce. Rather, it is a monstrous sword that will eat its own master."

"That's right. That's what I'm worried about. As you hold and swing the sword, there is a danger that the user will eventually be eaten by the sword. The will contained in the sword is that strong and cruel."

"But."

Cheon Mubaeck's voice was low.

"That great Red Blood Tiger is not in the Southern Man now."

"..."

"The superhuman who established the Southern Man Beast Palace subdued the Red Blood Tiger. A powerful spiritual beast that was revered like a god."

Cheon Mubaeck smiled.

"So I can handle this guy too."

A firmness was contained in his voice, which had not a single tremor.

Yuk Seok, who was staring blankly, just let out a sigh.

'His confidence is amazing.'

The current Iron God Ancient Sword was not the Iron God Ancient Sword of the past.

It contained a will that was stronger than when the Azure Sky Sword God had handled it.

It was like a living creature itself and could eat its master at any time.

The rare metal called black meteorite iron had gifted it with ferocious teeth and claws that could eat any master.

That was the reason why Yuk Seok had carefully predicted that even if the Azure Sky Sword God of the past came, he would not be able to handle it easily.

Perhaps Cheon Mubaeck knew that better.

'A descendant of the Azure Sky Sword God, and a person who understands and feels the sword more deeply than I do.'

He had only realized the ferocity, scariness, and explosive potential of the Iron God Ancient Sword.

Cheon Mubaeck would have felt and realized something deeper and wider than that.

But to be so confident.

'It's not arrogance. It's an expression and attitude that comes from having confidence in himself.'

Yuk Seok nodded his head.

"It is my life's masterpiece."

Cheon Mubaeck quietly looked at Yuk Seok's eyes.

The craftsman's eyes, which had been burning regardless of his age, had already died down.

The wrinkles on his strong and firm face were particularly more prominent.

Cheon Mubaeck smiled bitterly.

A masterpiece of his life.

A sword made by literally burning everything.

That was right.

Even in Cheon Mubaeck's eyes, it was to the extent that he was reminded of the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye of the very old past.

Perhaps the current Iron God was better than them.

Because it was made of black meteorite iron, the best craftsman of the time had burned his soul, and it had served one master for hundreds of years and had established its will firmly.

"Since the Sword Demon of Defeating Heaven first used the Iron God Ancient Sword, it had no master for a while, and then the Dark Heaven Sword Emperor got his hands on it. Many people say that the Dark Heaven Sword Emperor infiltrated the Demonic Cult as a spy for the Orthodox Path martial world and cut down the elders, but I know. He had infiltrated the Demonic Cult only to obtain this Iron God Ancient Sword."

"..."

Cheon Mubaeck's expression twitched slightly.

Although it was not revealed on the outside, Cheon Mubaeck's inner thoughts were quite surprised.

'How did he know that?'

The world thought that the Dark Heaven Sword Emperor had infiltrated the Demonic Cult on a mission from the Martial Arts Alliance.

Not at all.

At that time, since the Iron God Ancient Sword was stuck in the warehouse of the Demonic Cult, Cheon Mubaeck had infiltrated the Demonic Cult.

Then he was discovered, and he had killed all the elders who had blocked his way and had come out.

The problem was that he had never revealed that fact to anyone.

But Yuk Seok knew.

"A martial artist judges a past martial artist by looking at the history of the martial world, but I judge by looking at the sword. The Dark Heaven Sword Emperor went to the Demonic Cult only to obtain the sword. The reason I'm telling you this is that it's a weapon that's good enough for even the great Dark Heaven Sword Emperor to risk danger to covet."

Cheon Mubaeck nodded his head.

"So as I was recreating this sword with my own hands, I was afraid. That I would ruin a sword of such value."

"You didn't ruin it."

"No, I ruined it."

"...?"

Cheon Mubaeck stared at Yuk Seok. Regret flashed across Yuk Seok's face.

"No matter how strong a sword is, if no one can use it, it's just a lump of metal. I thought it would be impossible unless the Azure Sky Sword God came back to life. So I thought I had ruined it."

Yuk Seok's eyes, which were looking at Cheon Mubaeck, suddenly burned.

"Can you handle the Iron God?"

It was a voice that contained a will that it must be so. Cheon Mubaeck thought for a moment.

It was a good sword. To the extent that he wondered if he had ever been so happy to get a sword in his numerous reincarnations.

So Cheon Mubaeck felt quite grateful to Yuk Seok.

If it was a wish that the masterpiece he had made would not become a mere piece of scrap metal.

'The Iron God can't just become a piece of scrap metal.'

Cheon Mubaeck smiled lightly.

His gaze turned to the outside of the workshop.

Perhaps because a commotion had arisen from a while ago, it was getting noisier and noisier, to the extent that he could hear the sound all the way here.

'Yu Seoryeong...'

Yu Seoryeong's angry voice was occasionally mixed in. Cheon Mubaeck's superhuman hearing could clearly hear the detailed content in the midst of the commotion.

A slight smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

"I'll show you. Whether I can use it well."

(End of Chapter)