‘The emperor pitted his children against each other, making them fight.’
What is power? What is it that makes you see even your child as a competitor?
Anyway, the result was the current chaos, so the emperor had shot himself in the foot.
In any case, there was a bloodbath among those related to the royal family’s blood. Two days ago, the current king was assassinated, yesterday, the white king was poisoned, and today, the Jing king was killed in an accident… and so on.
Even the commoners living in Xiansong Hua Yun knew about such a situation, so it was truly a great chaos.
But in that chaos, as my master just said, feelings had been hurt among the sects located in Beijing, the volcanoes, shamans, Cheongseong, and Jumchang.
It would have been risky to offend the imperial court if the armed warriors fought against each other in an already ominous situation. Even if they were invulnerable to official affairs, the martial artists were still subjects living under the emperor.
A line should not be crossed.
‘…So to prevent the fight from getting out of hand, they’re sending Master, the strongest one, right from the start.’
If it had been a peaceful time, they wouldn’t have sent out the number one sword of the volcano so often, but in recent chaos, it was often necessary to send out a strong person to deal with it quickly.
Thinking about it, when he picked me up, my master was on his way back to the volcano after completing some mission. It had been chaos since the beginning of this year.
I looked up at my master and asked the most important thing.
“Will it take long?”
“I think I’ll be back in about a month and ten days.”
“A month and ten days…”
It sounded long, but considering the historical background of this martial arts novel, 40 days was not a very long time.
The means of transportation were horses, palanquins, carts, or human legs in this era, and the place called the Central Plains was vast.
‘Since Master is a highlevel expert with deep internal energy, it’s only 40 days by light work.’
From Hua Yun to Beijing, it would take a regular person more than a month just to get there.
Not to mention, the roads weren’t wellmade like modern times, there could be beasts attacking in the mountains, bandits could attack, and you couldn’t walk all day, so you’d need places to rest. There were many things to be concerned about.
“Don’t put down the sword just because this master is gone. Of course, I don’t think you will…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll keep striving. You must also be careful, Master.”
In reality, the situation would not become dangerous for the number one sword of the volcano. I just told him to relax. My intention must have been conveyed, as my master’s face soon broke into a faint smile, and he added in a slightly brightened voice.
“Yes. Do that. And if I come back and see that you’ve worked hard, I’ll teach you the Jade Maiden Sword and the Seven Plume Sword, so wait well.”
“Yes. I will strive.”
And so, my master left for Beijing.
(This is a time divider.)
My master had left, and I, left alone, got up at the usual time, practiced my energy flow, prepared my own meal, and picked up a wooden sword to practice my sixfusion sword technique. I made a promise, so I must keep it.
Yeah, that’s what happened…….
“I have a bad feeling about this.”
Suddenly, an unexplainable strange feeling tingled the back of my neck.
And such feelings usually weren’t wrong, even if there was no basis for them.
“Ha Hyun, brother.”
Someone called me in a calm voice from behind. Reflexively turning my head, I saw Brother Ryu, with a fresh expression on his face.
Brother Ryu. His real name is Ryu Wi Hak.
He is one of the youngest among the current disciples. And…….
“Is this what was meant to happen?”
Back when I met the other disciples after my journey through the rivers and lakes with my master.
He was the one who looked at me with strange eyes.
“Since Master Yu Un Baek left, you’re alone. Training?”
“Yes, brother.”
Actually, since that day, I had occasionally overheard him talking about me. It was nothing but complaints from beginning to end, so I pretended not to hear and left the place, and since then, I have tried to avoid meeting Brother Ryu.
But I never expected him to approach me as soon as my master left for the mountain gate.
Anyway, since he approached me first, I decided to go along with it for now.
“It’ll be boring alone, so why not come and do it together.”
“But I haven’t learned much yet…….”
“I’ve already heard that you unfolded the sword technique from beginning to end the moment you saw it? Besides, they are all your brothers. You wouldn’t exclude someone over that, would you?”
His tone was soft, but if I didn’t notice something hidden beneath his words, I would have been a fool.
I subtly erased my smile.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
