Sword God Reborn

Chapter 300 : Did the madness rub off?

The tide of war was turning rapidly.

The demonic people had gathered in Shanxi Province.

Naturally, Huashan and Jongnam, which were based in Shanxi, were startled and requested support from the Righteous Alliance.

"Are they planning to have a decisive battle in Shanxi Province?"

Gwak Yong, upon hearing the urgent news, immediately called Zhuge Yeogang to discuss it.

Zhuge Yeogang nodded with a hard face.

"If they win the decisive battle in Shanxi Province, they can turn the bases of Huashan and Jongnam, which are the pillars of the orthodox martial world, into a mess in an instant."

Zhuge Yeogang continued his explanation, spreading out a map of the entire Central Plains.

His finger pointed to Mount Jongnam and Mount Hua in Shanxi Province, and then moved to the right to point to Henan.

Gwak Yong, who was following his finger with his gaze, groaned without realizing it.

"Umm..."

"Then they will go straight to Henan and destroy Shaolin. If they lose the decisive battle, I judge that it will not be easy for even Shaolin to block the wave of demonic people that will rush in like a wave before they can recover from the defeat."

"If Shaolin falls..."

"It is a roof that has endured and endured even in the Righteous-Demonic War forty years ago. But if that roof collapses..."

"The spirit of the orthodox path will collapse."

"Moreover, right below it is Hubei, and in Hubei is the Wudang Sect."

"The Northern Shaolin, the Southern Wudang..."

The great trees of the orthodox martial world and the spiritual pillars that supported it.

"It will be in an instant. If they lose the decisive battle, they will fall into chaos, and half of the Nine Sects One Faction will be gone in an instant. If they split their forces further here, even the Namgung Clan of Anhui and the Zhuge Clan of Hubei will fall into their hands."

At the detailed explanation, Gwak Yong groaned. He understood why the demonic path had gathered in Shanxi Province. If they won a single decisive battle, it was a course where the great sects that could resist them could be trampled in an instant.

At the truly terrible assumption, Gwak Yong trembled without realizing it.

But his gaze was not filled with fear. Rather, it was burning with a strong fighting spirit.

"Seeing that you are explaining it in such detail, it seems you have already predicted it, Commander-in-Chief."

Zhuge Yeogang said calmly.

"That's right. I saw Shanxi Province as the most likely candidate. I have also prepared a countermeasure accordingly. The martial artists who have already gathered in the Righteous Alliance are heading to Shanxi in order. They will be able to arrive while Huashan and Jongnam are holding out."

"Good."

"The sect leaders and the sect leaders of the Nine Sects One Faction, and the heads of the Five Great Clans are gathering."

"Even the heads of the Five Great Clans? Did they move at your request, Commander-in-Chief? Unlike the Nine Sects One Faction, the Five Great Clans are more concerned with the safety of their families than the survival of the orthodox martial world..."

Gwak Yong, who had been speaking up to that point, trailed off.

He had forgotten that Zhuge Yeogang in front of him was also the head of the Zhuge Clan, one of the Five Great Clans.

In the end, it was as if he had cursed him in front of the person himself, so Gwak Yong made an awkward expression. Fortunately, Zhuge Yeogang, instead of being angry, smiled bitterly and answered as if it were nothing.

"It is a somewhat such a nature. Moreover, if the head of the family leads the elites, the family's main base may be threatened."

The composition of the Five Great Clans had always changed. Although they were the same orthodox path, hadn't they gone through countless alliances and divisions and had fought and fought with each other?

It was natural to worry that if the head of the family led the elites for this decisive battle, they might be attacked.

Of course, in a situation where a life-and-death battle with the demonic path was right in front of them, to backstab the same orthodox path was to become a public enemy of the martial world.

There were many madmen in the world, and greed was a law that paralyzed reason.

There was no law that such guys would not appear.

So the heads of the families could probably send some troops, but he had not thought they would come in person, but Zhuge Yeogang had done it.

"To be precise, it wasn't me who did it. The Sword Saint threatened them."

"The Sword Saint?"

Gwak Yong tilted his head as the Sword Saint, Namgung Jo, was mentioned.

"I know that he threatened that the Namgung Clan would become the only clan, not the Five Great Clans."

"Heo..."

Although it seemed like a very arrogant statement, if it was the power of the Namgung Clan, it was plausible.

"That guy has really made up his mind."

"Perhaps it's a chance to become the number one under heaven."

Zhuge Yeogang smiled bitterly. It wasn't for nothing that Namgung Jo had acted like that. Gwak Yong also nodded his head with a face that seemed to guess what it was.

"Was the shadow of the Azure Sky Sword God that big?"

"To be precise, it is the shadow of the Sword Venerable."

"Well. The Azure Sky Sword God was an existence that could not even be looked at."

"The Azure Sky Sword God and the Sword Venerable emerged as heroes, protecting the orthodox path in the last Righteous-Demonic War. The Sword Saint probably wants to truly become the number one under heaven by facing the demonic path in this Righteous-Demonic War."

Therefore, Namgung Jo was half-threatening the rest of the Five Great Clans and was leading the heads of the families in person to Shanxi Province.

"Here, the Sword Empress has headed to Shanxi, and the elder Yakseon, who was in seclusion in Henan, has also arrived in Shanxi."

"Oh my, those old men are really..."

"They all moved first, saying they would find a grave site in Shanxi."

As even the masters of the previous generation were mobilized, Gwak Yong became more and more reassured.

Not only the comrades he had been with forty years ago, but also the masters of the new generation.

At this rate, the power of the orthodox path was concentrated.

But there was just one thing.

Gwak Yong said carefully.

"What about the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero? Is he heading to Shanxi?"

"That's..."

"I know you sent your daughter, Commander-in-Chief."

"...Actually, I haven't heard from my daughter."

"...?"

Gwak Yong's expression became strange. No contact? Zhuge Seol-ah was a smart child. Hadn't Gwak Yong been impressed several times while watching her?

She naturally knew how important this was, but she wasn't contacting him?

It didn't seem like she was in a dangerous situation and had lost contact.

Zhuge Yeogang's face was contorted as if he had eaten shit.

"I don't know. I haven't received a reply since the contact that she had contacted Cheon Mubaeck."

"Heo. Then is Seol-ah moving with the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero?"

"Yes..."

"...Good grief, I don't know what the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero is thinking."

"I shouldn't have sent my daughter. No matter what Cheon Mubaeck does, even if he doesn't stop her, he should at least report to this father..."

Gwak Yong laughed as if he were amused.

"Well, wouldn't this not have happened if you had accepted him as your son-in-law early on? Then would even Young Master Cheon ignore his father-in-law's words?"

"...Leader."

Seeing Zhuge Yeogang's rebuking face in the serious atmosphere, Gwak Yong burst into laughter as if his tension had been released.

"Well, Young Master Cheon is a person who has fought steadfastly against the demonic path until now. I don't know what he's thinking, but the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero will surely help us."

It was an almost certain tone.

This was not just an idealistic thought. It was a very realistic thought.

Cheon Mubaeck was already a great enemy of the demonic path who had to be torn apart and killed.

The demonic path and Cheon Mubaeck were existences that could never coexist.

A situation where they had to kill each other to live.

So if the orthodox path collapsed, it would be as if Cheon Mubaeck's strong background had disappeared.

If it was a very realistic logic, Cheon Mubaeck would surely come.

Of course...

"I don't know what he's thinking, though."

He had to be so selfish.

* * *

Cheon Mubaeck's personality was actually hard to define with just one thing.

Although his original personality could be innate, the influence of time was usually greater.

How he had lived, who he had been with.

That was how a person's personality and character were usually formed.

It was unavoidable that his disciple Yoo Baek-gi did not hesitate to describe his master as an eccentric person.

Because his dozens, hundreds of repeated past lives were always new lives, and he had pioneered new paths.

There were times when he had cut down his enemies like a heinous murderer, and there were times when he had quietly cultivated his Tao in the deep mountains like a Taoist.

But there were a few common points that penetrated all his lives, and it was probably an innately born personality.

One was that he was terribly cool-headed in the face of a fight.

"I can clearly see what they're aiming for."

Cheon Mubaeck observed the changing situation and inferred the purpose of the demonic path.

"Well, it's true that the orthodox path is moving according to their intentions."

Cheon Mubaeck's face became strange.

"No matter how I look at it, it seems they're aiming for me."

The Heavenly Demon would have found out that the Ten Thousand Li Tracking Scent was on Bigwang.

Not only the Heavenly Demon. A few absolute masters would be more than enough to know.

A situation where their location had been exposed.

Then what were the choices they could make?

"Originally, they would have prepared thoroughly and would have waited for me."

"They would have, right? Rather, they would have dug a solid trap and would have lured me in."

"That would have been a good choice to catch me. But the fact that they showed a movement of preparing for a decisive battle is a scheme to kill me in front of everyone."

"In front of everyone?"

"Neung-heo. What do you think will happen if people see me die?"

"Well..."

Neung-heo closed his mouth. Well, it would be a huge shock.

Not only the young martial artists, but the lower-class martial artists with a shabby background almost revered Cheon Mubaeck.

Neung-heo also knew well. That Cheon Mubaeck was now becoming a symbol of the orthodox path that resisted the demonic path, like the Azure Sky Sword God of the past.

"They have the confidence that they can kill me at any time. Not them, but the Heavenly Demon, I guess. Well, anyway, if they're going to kill me anyway, it means they'll kill me in front of everyone and to completely crush the momentum of the orthodox path."

At the sight of him talking about a murderous story so calmly, Neung-heo clicked his tongue.

At that moment, Zhuge Seol-ah, who had been quiet next to him, chimed in.

"Then isn't it dangerous?"

In fact, Zhuge Seol-ah knew well the danger of this matter.

The final decisive battle.

It was a clear fact that the Heavenly Demon would appear in person. No matter how great Cheon Mubaeck was, a dangerous situation would surely arise if he fought with the absolute masters of the demonic path.

Her worry for Cheon Mubaeck and the great cause for the orthodox martial world clashed with each other, and her heart was complicated.

Cheon Mubaeck said as if it were nothing.

"I have lived my whole life, and there has never been a time when it was not dangerous. There is nothing to be afraid of."

An iron heart that did not waver even while analyzing the situation with a cool-headed judgment in front of a fight.

This was Cheon Mubaeck's innate personality that had not changed through his repeated past lives.

And there was one more thing.

"But, I don't like this."

"...?"

"Why are they leading the board they've laid out as they please?"

"Well... what can we do about it?"

"No. I don't like this."

"..."

Neung-heo's brow narrowed as he looked at Cheon Mubaeck. It was a look that said, 'That guy, he's at it again.'

Another innate characteristic that had not changed even after repeated past lives.

It was a rebellious nature.

To put it nicely, it was rebellious, and to put it badly, it was just.

"I have to flip the board they've created."

"The frog's heart is coming out again..."

Cheon Mubaeck ignored Neung-heo's words and looked at Zhuge Seol-ah.

"Young Lady."

"Yes, yes?"

Zhuge Seol-ah was startled for a moment and her body hardened. Cheon Mubaeck's hand had suddenly grabbed her shoulder. Her body was stiff, and Zhuge Seol-ah felt Cheon Mubaeck's breath, which had gotten a little closer, and even stopped breathing.

'What, what is it. Suddenly?'

No way, well, was it something like that? Confessing his inner feelings before the last dangerous fight...

But Cheon Mubaeck's following words were unfortunately different from her expectation.

"I think I'll need your skills, Young Lady. Will you help me?"

"...Uh, my skills?"

"I think I'll have to use a formation."

"A formation, you mean a formation for defense?"

Her disappointment was brief, and Zhuge Seol-ah, who had realized that what Cheon Mubaeck was talking about was preparing for a battle, corrected her expression and asked back.

Cheon Mubaeck shook his head.

"No, a formation to make a mess."

"What?"

"What do you think will happen if we set up a very dangerous formation in their camp?"

"Their camp..."

Zhuge Seol-ah's face, who had been thinking deeply, turned pale.

Their camp, no way...

"You're telling me to set up a formation in the demonic path's camp?"

Cheon Mubaeck nodded calmly.

Zhuge Seol-ah was at a loss for words.

'He fought with Cheongwangma, did the madness rub off on him...?'

It was to the extent that even the great Zhuge Seol-ah would have such a thought.

(End of Chapter)