Sword God Reborn

Chapter 282 : Immature Men

A drinking party began.

Although it was a place where only wine cups were exchanged without any snacks, all three of them drank without hesitation.

Cheon Mubaeck and Yoo Baek-gi.

The two master and disciple were not a relationship that needed special conversation.

A bond that was difficult to express in words had formed between the two.

Perhaps that bond was one of the reasons why Yoo Baek-gi had become sure that Cheon Mubaeck was the Azure Sky Sword God.

The emotions that had accumulated over a long time together were contained in their gazes.

That alone was enough.

Even without conversation, just by clinking their wine cups, the atmosphere of the drinking party was infinitely soft and warm.

And Neung-heo, who was originally extremely playful, had no hesitation in drinking between the two.

Suddenly, Neung-heo shouted as if he were wronged.

"I can't do this. I'm at too much of a disadvantage."

"Disadvantage? What?"

"I'm going to get drunk first, aren't I? My lord."

"Is this a drinking contest now?"

Although Cheon Mubaeck said it as if he were dumbfounded, Neung-heo shook his head.

His face was slightly reddish, so it was clear that he was a little drunk.

"To be honest, if you two didn't have internal energy, you wouldn't be a match for me in drinking. The amount of wine I've drunk while rolling around in the black path since I ran away from home would fill Henan Province."

"Heo."

At those words, Cheon Mubaeck burst into a hollow laugh.

"Your bluffing is truly the number one under heaven."

"To be honest, my lord. If you didn't have internal energy, wouldn't you be setting up a snack table?"

It was an immature stratagem to provoke him.

Cheon Mubaeck, who had been planning to just tilt his wine cup while reminiscing about the past with Yoo Baek-gi, at Neung-heo's provocation...

"Hey. Everyone, block your internal energy."

...had fallen for it.

Was it said that you become immature when you get old?

It was not for nothing that it was said that you become like a child as you get older.

Even the youngest Cheon Mubaeck, considering his past lives, was the eldest. He could not even count how many years he had lived with his fingers. Moreover, since Cheon Mubaeck had lived various lives from a boy to an old man every time he repeated his life, there were times when he was not just eccentric, but immature.

"Alright. Master. I will show you what it means to be bluer than indigo."

Moreover, Yoo Baek-gi was also an old man here, and he had returned to his infinitely young days in front of his master, whom he had met after a long time.

"Hehehe. When will I ever get to enjoy such a luxury? Who in this martial world would have a drinking party with the Azure Sky Sword God and the Sword Venerable?"

...In the first place, Neung-heo was just an immature guy.

And so a drinking contest began.

Although Neung-heo was confident if he just sealed his internal energy, it was a fight whose outcome was already decided.

Neung-heo, who had been drinking as if he were pouring it, was the first to be unable to control his body and staggered.

Cheon Mubaeck clicked his tongue.

"You should have at least set up a snack table."

"What are you talking about! I'm perfectly fine right now."

"A perfectly fine guy is pouring wine on his chest?"

Yoo Baek-gi just laughed as if he were amused and silently drank his wine.

Every time the wine ran out, the staff that Neung-heo had on standby came and went with a wine jar.

Neung-heo looked at the two with half-closed eyes.

"Do you have to be strong in drinking to reach that level of realm?"

"If you reach the realm, you become strong in drinking."

Cheon Mubaeck said as if it were nothing.

In the first place, Cheon Mubaeck and Yoo Baek-gi were bodies that were no different from being immune to all poisons.

Because their profound and pure internal energy had seeped in and had changed their bodies accordingly.

How could a wine poison make their bodies drunk?

Although Neung-heo had held on quite well, there was no way he could win a drinking contest against the number one under heaven of the previous generation and the number one under heaven of the current generation.

In the end, Neung-heo, who had drunk one more jar, fell to the floor and then crawled out on all fours.

Yoo Baek-gi poured wine into his wine cup and said.

"Now it's a one-on-one match."

"I'm still far from it. My body is young."

"In fact, it is more difficult to believe than returning to youth. To think that you live a new life. Although the spirit repeats the years, the body is regenerated with a new life, isn't it?"

"What can I do... I can't even count how many times it has been now."

"Why does such a thing only happen to you, Master?"

Cheon Mubaeck said calmly.

"I have to ask that."

"Ask? Who?"

"I must go to the afterlife and grab the King of Hell's collar and shake him."

"Before that, shouldn't you do something about that, that egg ghost?"

Yoo Baek-gi showed a particular interest in the egg ghost.

The only absolute being that even the Azure Sky Sword God of the previous life could not cut.

Although he was clearly not a person, he could not help but be interested.

To think that a mere ghost could block the sword of the Azure Sky Sword God.

"Isn't he a grim reaper? Most people don't want to die, but in the end, they all die and go to the afterlife. Isn't it the grim reaper who takes them all?"

"I guess so."

"Moreover, among the dying people, there is always a number one master under heaven in every generation, and the one who takes that number one under heaven to the afterlife must be strong."

If he was strong enough to neutralize even the sword of the great Azure Sky Sword God, he had to be incredibly strong.

Yoo Baek-gi's inference was plausible. How many number one masters under heaven who did not want to die were there? If he was a grim reaper with the ability to forcibly drag such strong people to the afterlife, it would not be enough to just say he was strong.

But there was a blind spot.

"It is the duty of a grim reaper to take the dead spirits to the afterlife, but why is that guy trying so hard to send me back to this world? Moreover, while giving me a young and healthy body."

"...Well, that is also strange."

Yoo Baek-gi smiled bitterly. Because there was no way that Cheon Mubaeck had not made the guess that he had made.

"If he were to return the spirit to an old body, I would understand it, even if it were forced. But he puts it in a young and strong body every time?"

"Umm..."

"As if he were giving me a chance."

What on earth was that chance?

Was it the 'sword's extreme' that his master had mentioned in passing?

Cheon Mubaeck wiped his lips and changed the subject. He had talked enough about Cheon Mubaeck's past so far. Cheon Mubaeck was curious about Yoo Baek-gi's circumstances.

"I have heard rumors that you have left the martial world and are fighting the demonic path in the foreign lands. Was the reason you went to the foreign lands because of the Heavenly Demon?"

"That's right. The Heavenly Demon is the center and the symbol of the demonic path. And wasn't there my master's will?"

"What will? It was just a word I threw out roughly before I died, what's with that word..."

Cheon Mubaeck let out a deep sigh.

"Why don't you just live comfortably? Get some respect as an elder of the martial world, get married, and raise some children..."

"It's not that I didn't want to do that, but after a while, I realized that my master's will was not just a joke."

Cheon Mubaeck's eyebrow twitched.

In fact, Yoo Baek-gi would know well that it was a statement that was close to a joke, which could not even be seen as a will left in his lifetime.

At first, he had thought that Yoo Baek-gi was just being rigid and was holding onto a worthless statement as a will.

But the atmosphere of his words now was different.

"Not a joke?"

"It was a foresight. Less than a month after my master had passed away, Gun Cheon-ak had come to visit."

"..."

Gun Cheon-ak. The Heavenly Demon who had led the Righteous-Demonic War and the number one of the demonic path.

"He had read the heavens and had known that a great star had fallen."

"So?"

"I was about to have a match, but he just bowed at my master's grave and offered wine, and then he left."

A look of bewilderment appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's face.

"That terrible bastard?"

"Although he was a mortal enemy, he was also a martial artist. He was genuinely sorry, so it was not polite for me to draw my sword against a mourner."

"He wasn't sorry, he was just sad that he couldn't kill me with his own hands."

"That could be it. Anyway, Gun Cheon-ak just paid his respects and left. However, before he left, he had left a meaningful statement. That we would meet again soon."

"Well, if you're going to start a war, you should attack secretly. Since a guy who says it so openly is the leader, the demonic path lost the war. Tsk, tsk, a foolish fellow."

Yoo Baek-gi smiled bitterly. There would be no one in the world who would describe the great Gun Cheon-ak as a low-life rabble, except for his master. Yoo Baek-gi, who had anew felt the fact that he was his master, continued.

"It was a clear fact that the Righteous-Demonic War would happen again. Gun Cheon-ak had not given up. So I also realized that I could not just live, wandering the martial world. The words that my master had said, that I should kill the Heavenly Demon, seemed to be a foresight."

"But there must have been a reason why Gun Cheon-ak did not kill you in that situation and had left?"

"To be honest, at that time, Gun Cheon-ak was stronger than me."

"That's right."

Cheon Mubaeck answered coldly. At that time, Gun Cheon-ak was Cheon Mubaeck's only rival. Of course, it was a little inappropriate to describe him as a rival, but he was a strong person who could at least develop a threatening attack against the Azure Sky Sword God.

Therefore, at the time of the mourning, Gun Cheon-ak could have definitely killed Yoo Baek-gi.

But the fact that he had just paid his respects and had left...

"At that time, the internal conflict in the demonic path was also serious."

"Gun Cheon-ak is fine?"

"He was not fine. He had not completely recovered from the injuries he had received from you, Master, and his prestige had also fallen due to the successive defeats in the Righteous-Demonic War."

"Tsk. A guy who had enjoyed absolute power, his prestige fell just because he lost a few times?"

"It wasn't a few times... he ran away every time you appeared, Master. Where would his prestige and pride be?"

"Heum heum."

"Anyway, due to that, it seems there was a demonic path force that was challenging Gun Cheon-ak."

"You found that out well."

"My master's name was known in any sect of the martial world. And the orthodox martial world was also on guard and was monitoring the demonic path."

Cheon Mubaeck nodded. Not long after the Righteous-Demonic War had ended, and the Azure Sky Sword God, who had been the guardian of the orthodox path, had also passed away.

It was natural for the orthodox martial world to be on guard and to monitor the demonic path with all its might.

If the orthodox path had used all its might, they would have been able to know the internal affairs of the demonic path. Because both sides had infiltrated countless spies.

"So you went to the foreign lands?"

"Because it was a chance."

"A chance?"

"When the demonic path was divided and was fighting among themselves, wasn't it a chance to kill Gun Cheon-ak?"

Cheon Mubaeck burst into a hollow laugh at the way he said it so confidently.

Others would find it ridiculous.

Gun Cheon-ak had politely just paid his respects and had left, but to think that Yoo Baek-gi had tried to take advantage of Gun Cheon-ak's difficult situation.

But Cheon Mubaeck did not blame Yoo Baek-gi's actions.

"Because there is no one more foolish than a person who follows etiquette in a war."

"So after I finished my preparations, I went to the foreign lands. It has been well over 30 years since then."

"..."

Regret filled Yoo Baek-gi's eyes. Cheon Mubaeck sighed.

He was a child he had taken as a disciple around the time the Righteous-Demonic War had begun.

That child had spent his entire life on the battlefield. Even after the Righteous-Demonic War had ended, he had been fighting alone in the foreign lands. In fact, his entire life.

"But unfortunately, I have not achieved anything. I have chased the demonic path forces in the foreign lands, but I have not reached the core. In the meantime, the demonic path had gathered and had begun to increase its strength."

"Gun Cheon-ak had died and a new Heavenly Demon had taken power?"

Yoo Baek-gi flinched for a moment and then nodded.

"Yes. After that, the demonic path had gathered with frightening speed. To the extent that it reminded me of the scene where they had gathered around Gun Cheon-ak during the Righteous-Demonic War."

"It must have been a long and difficult fight."

"It was a long fight."

Cheon Mubaeck nodded.

After he had died, for nearly 40 years until now.

Yoo Baek-gi had continued to fight a lonely battle alone.

Cheon Mubaeck knew.

That if Yoo Baek-gi had not chased and blocked the demonic path in the foreign lands, the second Righteous-Demonic War would have happened long ago.

What if the demonic path had gathered its strength and had invaded then?

Not only was Shaolin still in seclusion, but there was also no united orthodox path force like the current Righteous Alliance.

Moreover, there was no Azure Sky Sword God, and no Sword Venerable.

A hundred out of a hundred, the orthodox path would have collapsed.

Yoo Baek-gi had truly done a great thing.

"You have worked hard. Now that it is a full-scale war, we must fight with all our might."

It was a clear fact that the infiltration of the demonic path into the Central Plains had already begun.

The fortunate thing was that the Blood Demon Valley had been virtually neutralized.

The fact that they only had to worry about the attacks from the outside.

Cheon Mubaeck looked at Yoo Baek-gi. Yoo Baek-gi, who had been fighting the demonic path alone for nearly 40 years while the martial world was enjoying peace.

Now, Cheon Mubaeck needed Yoo Baek-gi's experience.

"How should we fight?"

"We should go the way of my master."

"My way?"

Yoo Baek-gi gave a thumbs up.

"We have to strike the head. Let's go and catch the Heavenly Demon."

At those words, Cheon Mubaeck said with a proud expression.

"Indeed, you are my disciple."

He was, without a doubt, his disciple.

(End of Chapter)