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Chapter 11 – Public Duel
The unity of sword and mind, sensing even the wind blowing on the blade. The sensation from that time is still vivid. I was able to read Cheong Myeong's technique with my sword, which my eyes couldn't see at all. Internal Energy. True Qi is mysterious. Without needing to see with the eyes or feel with the skin, it shows the realm of ascension. 'The essence of qi is nature itself. Perhaps it's enough to simply follow where it leads.' The cold touch of the Desolate sword hilt becomes…-
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Chapter 10 – Entrance (2)
"Yeah. I'm good at feeling the wind." The man smiled. A blue hood, even bluer eyes. "Even a ten-year-old kid's Threefold sword technique has sword wind. You can tell how they wield the sword, with what feeling. Here at Radiant Demon Wing, there's a friend named Baek Miryeo whose sword is overflowing with talent, you should definitely get guidance from her. She's very intuitive." "Let's do it." Jeong Yeon-shin didn't ask further. As he circulated his true energy in place, his clothes…-
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Chapter 9 – Entrance
"······By bloodline, you mean." "It seems you already know. You have a naive side to you." The Desolate Sect Leader's green eyes were calm. Overwhelmed, Jeong Yeon-shin slowly nodded his head. "I am indeed the blood relative of the previous Divine Sword Squad Leader. I am his grandson." "He is a child with stubbornness, even though He will soon take the seat of the Elder Council. You have a wound." "It is not a matter the Sect Leader should concern yourself with. It is just a trivial…-
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Chapter 8 – Recognition (4)
The problem arose when the unconscious opponent was dragged away and it was time to start the second and final martial arts match. 'There are many monsters in the world.' Jeong Yeon-shin thought. It felt like encountering a martial artist who would one day become an absolute master like the Tyrant Sword Lord. The man in pure white walking steadily from the opposite side. His slender jaw had such beautiful lines it evoked the blade of a treasured sword, and his pitch-black eyes with clear focus…-
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Chapter 7 – Recognition (3)
"Do you have any questions about the nature of the evaluation?" "No." "You must be curious about the test method. It's simple." The examiner said in an indifferent tone. "Perform the fastest sword draw you can. One strike is enough. I will observe and judge." 'That's simple.' Jeong Yeon-shin felt relieved. He had expected there would be a complicated method. Heon Won-chang looked anxious, but judging one's skill based on a single sword strike seemed both narrow-minded and generous…-
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Chapter 6 – Recognition (2)
The late cold froze the dawn air on the mountain behind Jeong Estate. Jeong Yeon-shin thought: If the wind blowing through the valley had a color, it would be grayish-white. The people of Jeong Estate, who once ruled Hyeon, laid their bodies under seeds that would sprout next year. All night long, they carried and buried corpses. Jeong Yeon-shin, the steward, a few surviving workers, and the Zhongnan faction experts led by Jeong Jung-san were covered in dirt. His niece, curled up to one…-
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Chapter 5 – Recognition
"Crazy b*st*rd!" "Kill him!" They were the companions of the man nearby. Their faces filled with rage as they charged, but the boy remained motionless with his sword planted. He was only glaring at the Blade Sect Leader. 'Whether I die now or later.' It was the day he realized the shocking fact of his limited lifespan. One of the pillars supporting his sanity had completely shattered. It seemed it would never return. "Stop." A deep voice that seemed to echo from the bottom of a…-
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This time, he did not go to the training grounds. He entered his room where no one could enter, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate. It was different from training his martial arts. Meditation to receive energy while sitting still had to be done in a place unaffected by external influences. 'If someone disturbs me and my energy and blood flow get twisted, I'll die.' He recalled his family members who become recklessly careless when it comes to him. It was a worrisome…
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'What was that?' He quickly lowered his head again. It was an inexplicable gaze, but he didn't put much meaning into it. 'It's not like the Zhongnan Sect masters will demonstrate their martial arts here.' It was enough to feel their energy while directly seeing them. The spiritual energy of Mount Zhongnan, the birthplace of Taoism, was indeed different from the martial artists of the Jeong family who were tainted by the secular world. The skin could feel the refreshing sensation,…
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The boy repeatedly sat down and stood up with a large piece of wood on his back. Clear muscles were visible on his back. He occasionally took a horse stance while sitting. This was Jeong Yeon-shin, the third son of the Jeong family in Henan, who turned fifteen this year. "Young master, it's time for the banquet!" A servant shouted from far away at the entrance of the training ground. The boy with thick eyebrows did not respond. 'I should finish up.' He only put down the wooden pillar and…
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