Chapter 350 – Wu and Yue in the Same Boat (6)

Meanwhile, more than a dozen people in the audience stirred.

There were no ordinary figures in the current Golden Wing Sect.

The main hall where only those who commanded the hunt for spirit beasts had gathered. Only those who had ruled as sect leaders of various factions in the “Dragon Hunting Alliance” before it was integrated into the Golden Wing Sect were present.

Their first reaction was to furrow their brows while gripping their weapons.

Though their appearances varied, with some carrying black harpoons or chain sickles and other formation weapons or swords, they all withstood the suction force that was tearing through the ceiling right where they stood. All maintained dignified postures.

“The Tang family’s divine skill…?”

“Impossible!”

“How could the Tang Clan Leader come here?”

“Where are you looking? Over there, that person.”

Their voices were drowned out by the roaring sound.

The main seat of the meeting hall.

The young man standing behind the Golden Wing Sect Leader was creating a vortex with his hand.

A semi-transparent whirlwind raged along his arm extended diagonally upward. Ceiling fragments were being torn away with tremendous noise and rotating. Anyone could see it was the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain.

Jeong Yeon-shin had activated it.

This was because his upper dantian had flashed with a certain insight as soon as the Beggar Sect’s Senior Beggar mentioned the Tang family’s Grand Patriarch and the Dragon Phoenix Twin Poisons.

It wasn’t intentional. The mental image that had briefly crossed his mind had manifested directly.

The thought that he needed to shatter the ceiling to stop the Senior Beggar’s words. His Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown state, which was nearing completion, had caused trouble with its remarkable achievement.

Right after he had gained the insight that the Golden Wing Sect needed a skilled Myriad Heavens Flower Rain.

Meanwhile.

‘To this extent?’

Jeong Yeon-shin was inwardly surprised. The power of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain had exceeded his expectations.

The energy used to activate the Tang family’s secret technique wasn’t the extreme Luminous Wheel energy but the Jeong Family Dynamic Technique that had permeated his entire body.

Beneath his anger lay concern for his seniors and the knowledge that he shouldn’t reveal his identity. It wasn’t his full power.

Naturally, he hadn’t expected the roof to collapse.

The speed at which the forces of emission and absorption multiplied like flint striking steel was different from before.

Even the strength of his body to withstand the recoil was incomparable to what it had been before bone transformation.

“Elders! I’ll stop it! That b*st*rd should immediately…!”

“Don’t act rashly. The Sect Leader right beside us is making eye contact with that person. The breeze is refreshing and pleasant.”

“Why are you smiling?”

“This is the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain. It’s like a blessing has rolled in.”

“No, at this rate…”

“Has the Tang family been nurturing such a weapon? He seems to be from a collateral branch.”

Krrrrrr!

Young masters with limited energy cultivation let out groans.

Elderly men and a few clan members with youthful appearances sat calmly in the storm, clicking their tongues at the younger ones.

“You’ve been neglecting your training. How did you understand the key points of the Thousand Jin Hammer?”

“You found it easier to polish the mental imagery of a thousand jin rather than delve into the subtleties of integration.”

“Look at that fellow holding onto the armrest. The ancestors of the Golden Sword lineage would sigh. How could he withstand even a rain dragon’s breath like that?”

The Golden Wing Sect. A major faction of both righteous and evil paths.

Amid the joking remarks of some elderly masters, many were struggling not to be pulled away by the suction force that had even torn down the roof. Groans echoed from various places.

Meanwhile, those who had firmly connected their feet to the ground with internal energy looked toward the Golden Wing Sect Leader’s stone seat.

Under the sunlight pouring down in white streams.

Was it because the sun had revealed its presence? The appearance of the extraordinarily handsome young man stood out.

His firm yet slender jawline was so elegant it almost seemed to merge with the sunlight. Deep pupils like an abyss revealed the temperament of a martial artist.

His skin, revealed without a single blemish in the naked sunlight, combined with his high nose bridge to create an almost dreamlike impression. He seemed to exist alone in the world.

The age when bloodlines bloom.

He was truly a half-demon as they said. The young man who had increased his food intake had, whether he liked it or not, blossomed as the seed of his parents.

It was completely different from his boyhood before bone transformation. Yue Shou-lin had once said it was like the difference between a tadpole and a frog.

Even the Tang siblings with their renowned eye techniques among the righteous path’s later generation talents, and the Senior Beggar, couldn’t recognize Jeong Yeon-shin.

The Dragon Phoenix Twin Poisons just looked at the roof and Jeong Yeon-shin alternately with greatly confused expressions.

“What… is that? That’s definitely it.”

“Sister, did Father have a hidden child?”

“I don’t know!”

“Poison Phoenix and Poison Dragon, don’t pretend ignorance and speak! Is this truly news to you?”

“He’s worthy of being the Sect Leader’s attendant. That’s not a face but a collection of inspirations.”

“The forms of the Dragon-Slaying Heaven-Treading Technique might increase…”

There was a commotion below the main seat. People with all sorts of positions were noisily chattering. This was in the presence of the Golden Wing Sect Leader.

Without the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain deployed at full power, one couldn’t shake the purple realm of the martial world.

He maintained his upraised hand and met the Golden Wing Sect Leader’s gaze.

Extraordinarily violent true energy flickered in her light brown eyes.

The muscle strands below her seemingly delicate shoulders appeared to be woven purely of energy.

This was evident from the subtle yet strangely transcendent pulsation along with her golden-red robe hem.

Nothing else mattered.

Neither her small head proportional to her build, nor her very distinct and delicate features with their seemingly emotionless expression.

Jeong Yeon-shin unconsciously calculated.

‘Three out of ten…?’

Could he win three times out of ten fights?

He wasn’t sure yet. He would need to see at least a glimpse of the Dragon-Slaying Heaven-Treading Technique and the Dragon-Slaying Scale-Treading Body Technique, known for unity of essence, energy, and spirit, to gauge accurately.

But the feeling that came to him was definitely overwhelming.

The world of major faction leaders.

How vast was the realm of black rank? There was an immense gap between the Ten Perfections Sect Leader whose face had grown dim and the Three Black Pillars of Desolate Fortress.

It was like the difference between when he had just created the Luminous Wheel that Transcends Law Technique and when he had invented the Fan Dragon Treading Lotus Technique.

‘Purple must be even greater.’

In his brief contemplation, Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly wondered.

Was the Ming Cult’s Young Sect Leader, who had lived about three years longer than him, truly his equal? Was that cynically smooth face perhaps the expression of a corpse?

‘One who should already be dead, or is facing death…’

Even amid these thoughts, Jeong Yeon-shin deliberately didn’t withdraw the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain. He let the incantation run wild according to its nature, or rather, according to his deep intentions.

It was then.

“Look, look, he still hasn’t withdrawn his hand! What insolence!”

A fierce shockwave arose from the side, pushing against Jeong Yeon-shin’s clothes.

It was Wan Yang.

The senior attendant had extended his hand blade toward Jeong Yeon-shin.

Zzaaack—!

The energy condensed in the hand blade was tremendous. With a sound like paper tearing, it cut through the storm of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain without hesitation.

Simultaneously, something like an invisible garment seemed to peel off Wan Yang’s body, and his ears, which had appeared blunt, instantly grew longer.

He had seemed quite human-like, but he was actually a clan member. His appearance and energy waves, hidden by some spell martial art, had been revealed due to his strike.

‘The Golden Wing Sect’s Right Guardian, Dragon Spirit Divine Fist.’

Jeong Yeon-shin guessed from the colorless blade-like energy waves wrapped around his hand blade.

One of the two guardians of the Golden Wing Sect who had long hunted and killed the martial world’s spirit beasts that approached natural disasters. A veteran master whose alias was very famous while his face remained largely unknown.

A master of fist techniques said to destroy mountains with a single punch.

Equivalent to a mid-level squad leader in Desolate Fortress.

They had deceived each other.

Jeong Yeon-shin instinctively felt that the martial world he inhabited was entering some kind of mystery.

‘Luminous Wheel.’

It was instantaneous. He extremely compressed the Luminous Wheel that Transcends Law Energy in the three meridians of one arm, then wrapped it with the energy of the Jeong Family Dynamic Technique.

It was the mental imagery of wood encasing iron. Then, while still activating the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain, he swung his other arm sideways.

Kwaaaang—!

A fierce wave spread. The vortex that had been hazily enveloping the hall shook once.

‘This works.’

Jeong Yeon-shin marveled as he felt the presence of the Dragon Spirit Divine Fist being flung far away. He had focused on repelling the opponent by incorporating some of the Brilliant River incantation, and it had succeeded just like that.

The state of unity of essence, energy, and spirit was truly remarkable.

Even though it was just before finding complete stability, he had maintained the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain while repelling a figure as significant as one of the Golden Wing Sect’s two great guardians.

This had major implications. He had improvised to shake off a strike from the Dragon Spirit Divine Fist, which had established itself as the natural enemy of beings with mystical energy and would surely be effective against dragon-slaying.

‘Her strike would be different.’

Jeong Yeon-shin again met the gaze of the Golden Wing Sect Leader who was staring at him blankly.

What was she thinking? It was difficult to fathom her light brown eyes with their strange transcendence.

At that moment, Wan Yang let out a roar like a lion.

[You insolent…!]

Once again, his fierce stomping energy was like a tiger. Transparent energy waves burst around his leg, sending stone fragments flying in all directions.

He seemed enraged to the tips of his hair at what was happening in the heart of the Golden Wing Sect.

‘Damn it.’

Jeong Yeon-shin was equally angry. He simply didn’t show it, maintaining the calmness that had become habitual, like counting his age backward.

The sects of Sichuan’s martial world entangled around the enigmatic Young Sect Leader and the rain dragon.

The seniors whose whereabouts had become difficult to trace amid all this.

The truth about the Tang twins that his upper dantian ability had driven into his head. A constitution strangely modeled after Jeong Yeon-shin’s body.

The mouth of the Beggar Sect’s Senior Beggar who had sought to use it for some purpose.

‘That jaw…’

Jeong Yeon-shin.

Put aside the fact that he was in Sichuan’s greatest faction.

“How do you two siblings view that person? Isn’t he too powerful to be a collateral Tang? Perhaps Poison King secretly took on a new disciple…”

He lowered the palm of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain toward the Senior Beggar, who was now watching the drama in the hall with an expression of keen interest.

In his mind, he set up a fan toward the Golden Wing Sect Leader.

Simultaneously.

“Enough.”

The Golden Wing Sect Leader’s lips uttered a dry voice. It was close to a whisper.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t listen.

He adjusted the true energy in the Lesser Palace acupoint and Labor Palace acupoint of his palm up and down.

At the same time, the vortex that had completely shattered the ceiling made a large thunder-like sound while containing all sorts of fragments. It began to be shaped like a sharp pillar directed downward. Like a tornado formation.

“Hmm?”

The change occurred like a ray of light. The Senior Beggar’s reaction was a step too late.

“What…?”

Whoosh—!

Just before the vortex of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain was about to pierce down like an awl toward the forehead of the Senior Beggar who had slightly raised his head.

“I said enough.”

A slender arm rose toward Jeong Yeon-shin’s palm.

In that moment, a massive sound rang out with a ziiing. Whitish sparks flew from the Golden Wing Sect Leader’s hand, which had somehow blocked the source of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain.

Her arm was now surrounded by an energy that seemed capable of pushing back all things. It was as if she had wrapped thousands of invisible lightning strands around herself.

Jeong Yeon-shin immediately made his upper dantian white-hot and entered a slowed world.

The flow of air touching his fingertips began to feel as clear as water streams, and the exhalation of the shocked Senior Beggar beyond the Golden Wing Sect Leader’s shoulder became tremendously prolonged.

‘Dragon-Slaying Heaven-Treading Technique.’

The Golden Wing Sect Leader’s golden-red sleeve didn’t flutter even when facing the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain. It felt as if a transparent giant was overlapping with her.

The Golden Wing Sect Leader interlocked her fingers toward Jeong Yeon-shin. Complete blockade. The true energy in each joint of her fingers began to unravel.

She was measuring all the trajectories of her five fingers, each moving differently.

Slowly.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes sharpened. Losing in a contest of techniques? Impossible.

Before being gripped by the Golden Wing Sect Leader’s hand, he lowered his index finger diagonally downward. While gathering and extending the flow of the Myriad Heavens Flower Rain to his fingertip.

Thud—

It was the sound of the Senior Beggar’s body falling after being struck by the vortex. It rang out very slowly.

The Golden Wing Sect Leader’s pupils became slightly hazy. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say they brightened.

Because the dense yet faint shadows created by her eyelashes were slightly raised.

In the realm of extreme acceleration, she slowly moved her lips.

“Are you married?”

A question flashed in Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes. Was he the only one among peerless masters with intact intelligence and character?

“I am not.”

He replied calmly, just as he had once instructed the Ming Cult’s Young Sect Leader. Immediately, the Golden Wing Sect Leader spoke like issuing a command.