Chapter 127 – Samadhi True Fire (7)

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It was truly a mystical sight. The visual impact was tremendous.

The boy wearing Desolate Fortress’s black robe.

Surrounded by a large silvery whirlwind, he spoke.

The blood of Pure Demon Alliance warriors scattered around demanded silence.

His commanding words didn’t feel out of place.

“…”

Jeong Yeon-shin dominated the scene. The spirit emanating from his fully revealed black robe was extraordinary.

The crowd’s demeanor changed.

Those who had mocked the boy’s words, those who had watched with folded arms, even those who had merely looked on with interest.

Thud!

It was the sound of a master falling who had been clinging to the pavilion railing with Wall-Climbing Technique.

There was something mesmerizing about Jeong Yeon-shin’s martial prowess and the Tang Clan’s secret technique. No one looked away.

Whoosh―

Even the cold wind blowing through Kuizhou’s main street was swept up by the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain as they watched in awe.

[TL Note- in previous chapters, the branch was mentioned as Sichuan branch, but its in fact Kuizhou or Kui Prefecture branch, which is a part of Sichuan Province. However, in modern times, It’s a part of Chongqing municipality now after its formation in 1997.]

Only the grating sound of steel petals colliding echoed.

He was carving his image into Sichuan’s murim. The boy took another step toward conquering the world.

“…It’s not just a matter of martial prowess.”

Fierce Sword Ge Siliang slowly spoke while swallowing hard.

“Indeed not.”

He closed his mouth again after those brief words. His eyes were calmly half-open.

The gleam in his pupils characteristic of supreme masters reflected his complex emotions. It was an unsettling situation for anyone.

Ge Siliang thought.

‘We meant to strike at Desolate Fortress while they were in tatters.’

Whether in murim prestige or actual fighting power.

They hadn’t expected to be stopped by one person. Who could have imagined that single person wouldn’t even be twenty years old?

Neither the Ten Perfections Sect Leader nor Pure Demon Alliance Leader had anticipated this.

Pure Demon Alliance was the immediate problem.

They had lost two warriors capable of facing Desolate Fortress’s black-rank. Besides their Leader, there were likely no more.

Desolate Fortress was facing the entire murim alone.

Among major factions like the Thirteen Evil Sects and Nine Great Sects, having two black-rank supreme masters was considered huge.

Wasn’t even the leader of Mount Hua Sect’s Plum Blossom Swordsmen compared to Radiant Demon Wing Leader?

Ge Siliang pondered.

Should they retreat? Or was it right to use any means to kill this youngest black-rank?

‘If the Tang Clan intervenes, we must consider retreating.’

But the latter was a big problem. A Desolate Fortress black-rank at that age? The phrase “monstrous power” fit perfectly. Who knew how much stronger he would become?

While lost in thought, Ge Siliang slowly opened his mouth.

“What is your name?”

“Jeong Yeon-shin.”

The boy answered briefly.

The Ten Perfections Sect’s Fierce Sword was one who paid attention to all murim affairs.

The name Jeong Yeon-shin was clearly in Ge Siliang’s memory. The duel between the Namgung family and Desolate Fortress had been a matter of utmost interest.

The rising talent who had defeated Azure Qilin Namgung Se-jin was worth remembering both title and name. So he had kept it in mind.

“Lightning Genius Jeong Yeon-shin… Your martial arts are worthy of such fame. Incredibly powerful, and mysterious too. I never imagined seeing the Tang Clan’s flower rain manifested by a Desolate Fortress master.”

Fierce Sword spoke slowly.

Was he trying to buy time to deal with this variable? The boy stared at him blankly before slightly turning his head.

Then he spoke as if declaring:

“The heavens and earth are quiet and desolate, unmoving, yet their energy never ceases or rests. Though night and day change tumultuously, their light remains unchanging, like the eternal universe. It is said to be the virtue of a noble man.”

Jeong Yeon-shin’s calm voice resonated.

“You advised me with verses from Vegetable Root Discourse. Hiding is not the answer.”

The words were meant for the Tang Clan’s master.

Poison Lord Tang Yun-hwang, the departed Tang Clan Leader. He had lost his wife to two major factions of Sichuan’s Thirteen Evil Sects.

As family head and clan leader he had wanted revenge, but when the Supreme Elder opposed it, he cut ties with the family and left home.

—Hastily executed martial arts leave no room for retreat. In times of leisure, prepare for movement in stillness; in times of urgency, maintain calmness in movement. Both the sword and hidden weapons are the same.

Those were Tang Yun-hwang’s words in the City of Renowned Craftsmen. It had been a grace.

It played a major role in creating the Luminous Wheel That Transcends Law Technique.

Without keeping in mind the Vegetable Root Discourse verses and advice, the luminous wheel wouldn’t have contained the ability to transcend law.

Jeong Yeon-shin knew he was hiding nearby.

The wheel dwelling in his heart didn’t forget the qi waves of those it had seen once.

He was the Tang Clan Leader who had fallen from purple-rank martial prowess to merely black-rank. He couldn’t escape the luminous wheel’s qi sense.

“Clan Leader.”

“…”

“Have you maintained readiness within stillness?”

Though he asked quietly, there was no answer.

The Supreme Elder of Tang Clan was present. Perhaps he lacked the courage to return to the main family.

That’s when it happened.

Tap.

A golden robe fluttered gracefully. A thin old man broke through the crowd and appeared.

He leaped over the crowd and suddenly materialized.

“Do not speak with that scoundrel. You should discuss the supreme techniques with me.”

He hadn’t just appeared abruptly. It was clear he had been carefully watching for an opportunity.

His wrinkled face held both shock and joy. It was hard to tell why he had been biding his time.

‘This person…’

Jeong Yeon-shin took in the old man’s appearance.

He wore a brilliant golden robe over his withered tree-like body, but his innate bearing was so magnificent it didn’t seem awkward at all.

“Tang Tae-dok.”

Ge Siliang who had been standing still muttered.

The Sichuan Tang Clan’s Supreme Elder.

He was the elderly master also called Supreme Elder. He was not the person Jeong Yeon-shin had hoped to see.

“Whether Ten Perfections Sect or Pure Demon Alliance, I’ll burn them all. I’ll form a friendship with Desolate Fortress and treat you as a benefactor.”

His tongue moved like a snake’s.

The situation had changed. Was this really the one who had opposed his son and clan leader Poison Lord Tang Yun-hwang’s revenge?

Even with young eyes, Jeong Yeon-shin could guess the old man’s intentions.

With the incidents in the City of Renowned Craftsmen and now, the power of the two major Thirteen Evil Sects had been greatly diminished, so he now sought to grasp dominance over Sichuan’s murim.

Getting Myriad Heavens Flower Rain while eliminating potential enemies. The phrase “killing two birds with one stone” wasn’t enough.

The old man’s face was filled with a smile. His lips were pulled back to the extreme, resembling a mask.

It was the obsession of an old master who had his lifelong wish within reach.

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“Bring it.”

Tang Tae-dok slightly turned his head and commanded.

A subordinate in green martial attire approached.

He knelt before the old man and presented something with both hands.

It was a rolled-up piece of paper. The back was adorned with a luxurious blue silk decoration.

Tang Tae-dok grabbed the document and approached Jeong Yeon-shin.

The boy looked in the old man’s eyes and thought how his spirit was full of vigor unbefitting his age.

“I had been hesitating after hearing the reports from my grandchildren.”

Tang Tae-dok said with a long smiling face.

“Since someone of my status couldn’t personally enter Desolate Fortress, I waited for you to come out. No matter how urgent, I couldn’t ignore propriety, and wouldn’t sending a letter to summon you seem strange? Lightning Genius Jeong Yeon-shin. I know you. Very well indeed.”

“…”

“I’ve been paying attention to news of you for a long time. Now I know everything. Tyrant Sword Sect, Hwangbo family, Blood Flame Sect, Namgung family… You’ve been through many battlefields in such a short time. You must need a refuge, so it would be good to make Sichuan your nest. If you wish, I’ll match you with Li-li.”

He meant Poison Phoenix Tang Li-li.

A startled presence was felt from the wall behind.

Perhaps because the Supreme Elder’s words carried such authority? Tang Li-hua and Tang Li-li made no objection.

Jeong Yeon-shin silently looked at Tang Tae-dok’s aged face.

‘The Tang Clan’s authority and martial power… seem tremendous as rumored.’

The Ten Perfections Sect warriors including Fierce Sword Ge Siliang and Crescent Moon Sword standing far away remained still.

Ge Siliang’s expression looked especially complex. The situation had become one where they couldn’t rashly make a move.

The Pure Demon Alliance side seemed to have stopped for a different reason. Four out of ten had fallen to Jeong Yeon-shin’s techniques.

The remaining six stood quietly honing their spirit. While glaring at the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain still embroidering the sky.

“Read it, outstanding rising talent.”

He received the document from Tang Tae-dok. A red string was tied around the scroll.

Jeong Yeon-shin cut the string with his sword guard and unfolded the letter.

The bottom of the paper fell smoothly along the roller attached to the end. Long lines of text were immediately revealed.

“…”

The boy silently scanned the text. The contents were extraordinary.

Endless lines of text specified guarantees and obligations.

It detailed the special treatment the Tang Clan would give, their careful requests of Jeong Yeon-shin, and their pledge to fully support Desolate Fortress in the future. It was a kind of covenant.

“I apologize.”

Jeong Yeon-shin who had read all the text spoke.

“I received grace from Poison Lord, the Tang Clan Leader, so it seems right to repay that first. I heard the Tang Clan also clearly distinguishes between favors and grudges.”

The wrinkles around Tang Tae-dok’s mouth twisted.

“What? It’s not a divine technique to be given to trash who turned their back on the family. These are the family’s secret techniques, equivalent to the Clan Leader’s orders. I am now pleading with you!”

“In the midst of annihilating Ten Perfections Sect and Pure Demon Alliance’s elites.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said calmly.

“I received grace from Poison Lord in the City of Renowned Craftsmen.”

“Child!”

“Myriad Heavens Flower Rain rightfully belongs to Poison Lord along with Dragon Phoenix Twin Poisons. The opportunity to suppress two of the Thirteen Evil Sects in Sichuan’s murim was also created by Poison Lord.”

The boy’s cunning began to surface. Jeong Yeon-shin considered himself a petty person.

Living a life with a limited lifespan, he had no room for generosity.

He didn’t pursue something noble like Azure Qilin Namgung Se-jin.

Then he should act as a martial artist. That’s what he thought.

Clearly distinguish between favors and grudges, and properly keep and repay everything.

Crackle.

Fire arose from the hand holding the document. Samadhi True Fire’s flames began burning the covenant. In a translucent red light.

Whoosh!

The Tang Clan Leader had suddenly arrived beside him. He was in the unnatural guise of a merchant.

Poison Lord Tang Yun-hwang.

Without looking at his father the Supreme Elder, he stared at the young master who shared his grudge against the Thirteen Evil Sects.

Just as Tang Tae-dok’s angry roar was about to burst forth, Jeong Yeon-shin silently extended his hand toward Tang Yun-hwang.

At the same time, the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain fragments whirling around lost power and fell.

Jeong Yeon-shin paid no mind.

Swoosh.

The palms of the short clan leader and young supreme master overlapped. The Lesser Palace and Labor Palace points in their palms touched.

In this moment, the technique of absorption and emission was fully transmitted. Very quickly, Jeong Yeon-shin clearly passed it on.

“This intention. I’m curious about your verses. Is it the phrase I’m thinking of?”

Tang Yun-hwang quietly asked. Jeong Yeon-shin nodded. Vegetable Root Discourse, he said.

Emotion appeared on Tang Yun-hwang’s rock-like face.

He had lived his whole life on the path of revenge that was difficult to fulfill.

The verses that had sustained him in place of his wife lingered on his tongue, and were once again transmitted to the boy.

“The heavens and earth are quiet and desolate, unmoving, yet their energy never ceases or rests……”

“Their light remains unchanging, like the eternal universe.”

Jeong Yeon-shin calmly answered. Tang Yun-hwang’s lips rose.

Opening his mouth again, he took in the boy’s extraordinary appearance with aged eyes.

“Though night and day change tumultuously……”

“Their petals remain unchanged through the ages.”

Jeong Yeon-shin changed the final verse in his answer. They were words referring to divine martial techniques.

The Tang Clan’s secret technique, Myriad Heavens Flower Rain.

People watched while holding their breath. It was communion between the departed Tang Clan Leader and young supreme master.

The moment the two separated their hands, the fallen metal fragments rose again following Tang Clan Leader’s gesture.

A legend of the murim had been revived.

The Tang siblings who had jumped down from the wall looked alternately at their father and Jeong Yeon-shin with bewildered faces.

In that moment, the Tang Clan Leader was scanning the dumbfounded Supreme Elder and crowd. With calm eyes.

“As master of the Tang Clan who has received guidance in Myriad Heavens Flower Rain, I declare.”

Poison Lord Tang Yun-hwang. The small giant standing beside the boy opened his mouth.

“From now on, the family will follow my commands, and shall rightfully serve Lightning Genius as teacher.”

The three-way battle had ended.

Surrender or extinction.

Now Ten Perfections Sect and Pure Demon Alliance had to choose.

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