Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 242

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< Episode 67: Misfortune and fortune (1) >

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Drops of blood flowing down the index finger of Yukcheonho So Yerin’s left hand.

And Mok Gyeong-un is standing about five pages away breathing heavily.

Zhou Yunxiang’s expression as he looked at these two was close to shock.

‘This can’t be right….’

I thought I would see Mok Gyeong-un being brutally defeated at the hands of So Ye-rin the Six Heavenly Tiger but the opposite result happened.

The world-class herbalism unfolding in her hands was completely destroyed.

You could tell just by looking at the intense whirlwind of swordsmanship that disappeared in an instant.

Of course he wasn’t the only one who was surprised.

‘…I destroyed the herbivorous diet.’

Yukcheonho So Yerin was also shocked and speechless.

Although there was someone who blocked this series of true Chug-a-hoe swords I have never met anyone who destroyed Chosik.

In the first place this Chukahhoegeom was the Chosik that maximized power and compensated for weaknesses through forward and reverse rotation.

But Mo Gyeong-un broke it.

And that too by unifying all swordsmanship into one point.

‘How can this happen?’

This was something that even So Ye-rin herself could not do.

Gathering the sword’s will at one point was an area that even I couldn’t reach.

But in an instant you entered that supreme realm?

He couldn’t believe it even though he had seen it with his own eyes and experienced it himself.

‘…I can’t believe such a talent existed in the world.’

It was beyond imagination.

Was this the talent of my great-great-grandfather who was once called the pinnacle of the old martial arts era?

No matter how great a martial artist he was it was completely incomprehensible that during a competition he would not only surpass his limits but would even reach an area he could not enter.

-Gurgling!

She had cold sweat rolling down her cheeks.

The left hand already lost strength due to Mokgyeongun’s unification of herbivorous sword skills.

It was to the point where I even wondered if it would be possible to stop it if it went beyond its limits and unleashed this kind of herbivorous behavior again.

‘no. In times like these fighting spirit is more important.’

It would be difficult for him to show this same herbivorous behavior once more.

He must have put a strain on his body because he had already gone too far beyond his limits.

If you aim for that point it is still possible to suppress it.

Besides he hasn’t used his secret technique yet either.

-Park!

Yerin a member of the Yukcheon Ho So Yerin shook off the drops of blood that had flowed on her left index finger and tightly grasped her right index finger.

She then turned her body and said:

“That’s amazing. But me too…”

-thud!

It was then.

Mok Kyung-un who was breathing heavily soon fell to the floor.

Cloudy vapor flowed from Mok Gyeong-un’s fallen body.

-Shoooooo!

Yukcheonho So Yerin who saw this frowned and couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

So I approached the fallen Mok Gyeong-un.

His body temperature rose rapidly and he felt heat.

-Sigh!

So Ye-rin placed her finger on one of the acupuncture points on the neck of Gyeong-un.

Then he inspected the exposed parts of her neck-cultivated body and stuck out her tongue with her quivering eyes.

The muscles all over her body were bruised and swollen as if they had been ruptured and even the strange energy inside her body was running wild like a person wearing a sword.

‘My body has gone beyond the limit of overuse. Is he a master of the sword that surpasses his own capabilities and limitations?’

The condition was more serious than expected.

But it wasn’t that I couldn’t understand it.

In the first place the sword was not something that the current Mok Kyung-un could wield.

Since he wielded a sword that he could not withstand on his own he might have been a deserved master.

“ha.”

So Yerin let out her sigh.

With internal injuries and injuries of this magnitude it would have been impossible to proceed with selection for the Gold Medal in the first place and further participation itself seemed unreasonable.

Perhaps if I couldn’t control my blood and muscle veins here I might lose my martial arts skills forever.

But this was all something he brought upon himself.

‘This guy tried to kill Unhyang and Cadet Wibucheong. In the end he must be punished for what he did.

He wasn’t worth helping.

It would be better to refer disciplinary action to this situation…

“Six thousand number!”

Su Ye-rin turned her head at the sound of Zhou Yun-hyang’s voice being heard at that time.

* * *

-thud!

I heard the window opening.

Eventually the cold autumn wind hit her cheek and brought her to her senses.

The scent she picked up slowly opened her closed eyes.

It was hard to know what was going on with her.

I clearly remembered that she lost consciousness in the middle of telling the story of what happened with Mok Gyeong-un to So Ye-rin of the Yukcheon Ho.

‘Tsk.’

I felt sore as if my stomach had been shaken.

I felt dizzy but it soon got better as I caught my breath.

‘Where am I?’

In addition to the cold air there was a strong smell of medicine.

It seemed like this was not a place to stay.

While he was wondering a clear voice sounded in his ear.

“You’re awake.”

“Six thousand number!”

The owner of that voice was none other than Master Yukcheonho So Ye-rin.

Zhou Yunxiang urgently raised his upper body from the bed.

However perhaps due to internal injuries he was not able to get up even halfway.

Soyerin spoke to him.

“Don’t overdo it. The internal injuries were quite severe. Fortunately I managed it with a bet so if I control it with a fortune-telling meal for about two days it will be fine.”

“Did Six Heavenly Tiger heal you?”

“…Because I’m the only one who can heal you.”

“Ahhhh.”

At her words an exclamation flowed from Zhou Yunxiang’s mouth.

Because they had the same innate ability they were able to control and treat the disease.

The scent he picked up slowly touched his innate energy and examined his body.

‘!?’

For a moment Zhou Yunxiang frowned.

The innate energy in her body was much higher than usual.

With this amount of enlightenment she could reach 4 stars.

The scent she picked up made her look at her with surprised eyes.

“Yukcheonho. How could this be…”

So Ye-rin shook her head and said to him who was confused.

“Since you have also learned Seoncheonjingi you will know that this is completely different from neigong.”

Of course she knew.

An ordinary internal martial arts expert could not control Xian Tian Jin Qi.

Only she could help heal her own internal injuries.

“There were just more congenital cysts injected for treatment than I expected. “This injury is nothing but a blessing in disguise for you.”

Joo Yun-hyang clicked his tongue at her calm words.

Although she said it casually she had a considerable amount of innate true energy.

Of course in her level it may not be that much.

-Park!

Ji-un Hyang endured her pain and vigorously grabbed her and said.

“Thank you Yukcheonho. “How should I repay this favor?”

Before she could finish speaking So Yerin shook her head again.

Then she let out a soft sigh and said

“It’s okay. Rather you were right.”

“What if it’s a horse?”

“Just as you said it looks like the cadet guard put a poisonous needle in the bed. “It has already been confirmed by the poison investigation team.”

“ah!”

She was the one who defended Mok Kyung-un as best as she could before fainting.

In fact it was okay if he didn’t make a defense.

Although he changed his mind on a whim it was true that Mok Gyeong-un tried to kill him.

But he also owed money and strangely enough he didn’t want to do it.

So Ye-rin So was able to clear up her misunderstanding.

“So Cadet Mok Gyeong-un was given a suspended indictment because he saved your life and what you said were extenuating circumstances.”

While Mok Gyeong-un was being defended members of the Geumui Committee arrived at the scene.

No matter how much he knocked out the warriors of the demonstration unit around him it was even more strange that they fought so fiercely that the on-duty soldiers nearby did not notice.

Regardless of the circumstances Mok Gyeong-woon who escalated the incident was referred to the disciplinary department but ultimately the indictment was suspended.

“thank you. “Yukcheonho.”

“No. Even if the indictment is suspended for Hana Cadet Mok Gyeong-woon may have to voluntarily give up selection for the Geumui Commission.”

“yes?”

What does this mean?

Could it be because of Mo Kyung-un’s injury?

Even if it wasn’t I guessed that the sudden collapse after destroying So Ye-rin’s Chosik of the Sixth Heaven Tiger caused a strain on his body.

Zhou Yunxiang asked this.

“Are your injuries serious?”

“yes. “Because he brought out powers beyond his own capabilities.”

She recalled the conversation she had last night with the Imperial Palace member of the Gold Medical Committee.

[How is it? Even though I wanted to control the bet I couldn’t do anything about it because it had an energy that was completely opposite to mine.]

[…Huh. I don’t know how to tell you this.]

[What do you mean by that?]

[As a doctor I am not familiar with martial arts so it is difficult to comment on energy but there are too many ruptured muscles and blood vessels throughout the body.]

[I know that too. I wonder if he will just recover….]

[At this rate it is absolutely impossible to recover in the near future.]

[Then is it possible if you take the time?]

[It is difficult to give a definite answer. Because the major muscles are torn and ruptured in various places even if recovered it may be difficult to move as before.]

[ah….]

It was unfortunate but serious.

The circulation of internal energy in the body was also messed up. It was not normal internal energy and it was completely contrary to the original Qi so it was impossible to control it like I did with Zhou Yunxiang.

In fact it was impossible to continue the selection process for the Gold Medical Council in this body.

I might have to encourage him to voluntarily give up as soon as he wakes up.

* * *

Late the next night.

There are several ranks in the Imperial Palace Household Council.

Among them the 9th rank Chambong (參奉) who was the lowest rank had to be present at all times and check the condition of the patients even if it was not necessarily the case.

Jo Chambong of Geumui Ui Clinic clicked his tongue as he looked at a patient with needles stuck all over his body.

There were bruises all over his body and it was my first time seeing a patient like that.

[There are not many opportunities to examine a patient in such a seriously critical condition. So examine it in detail and write it down.]

[yes. I will be better at work.]

Bae Jang-jak a 7th rank Sasu-jong who was examining and treating a patient under the order of the Geumuiwi Yuk Cheon-ho also gave him the opportunity to examine the patient.

Director Bae concluded that complete recovery was virtually impossible for this patient.

In fact he felt the same way when he took his pulse and examined the affected area.

If your muscles and blood vessels were damaged to this extent you might not be able to move for the rest of your life.

‘Tsk tsk. ‘How on earth can something like this happen?’

It was to the point where I couldn’t understand it at all.

So Chambong Jo took the decoction and sat down next to the patient.

Then he wrote little by little on a piece of cloth and put it into his mouth.

If the patient is unconscious place the tongue on the soaked cloth so that it can absorb even a little of the medicine.

-Sigh!

Jo Chambong put a cloth on his tongue and entered the vein to check.

However one of Jo Chambong’s eyebrows who was taking a pulse shook and then rose.

‘what?’

Something is strange.

Just last night my pulse was very irregular and weak.

But right now my pulse is beating evenly.

Jo Chambong found this strange and checked not only the pulse of the wrist but also the pulse of major acupuncture points including the neck.

Then he stood up with a surprised expression on his face.

‘How did this happen? How could it be overnight….’

Jo Chambong who thought he had to report to the gunner in the dormitory soon asked one of the people to give him medicine and hurried out.

It wasn’t long after he left.

The door opened and someone came inside.

When he came inside Yakdong who was holding a cloth soaked with medication in the patient’s mouth was startled and stood up to greet him.

“What do you think Seochang is doing this late at night?”

An old eunuch wearing a red uniform with powdered face.

It was Seochang’s testimony about the crime.

Inspector Beom approached Yakdong and asked.

“I came to check on the patient’s condition.”

Hearing these words Yakdong couldn’t help but feel doubtful.

He also knew that this patient was a cadet from the Demonstration Department who was taking the selection process for the Gold Medical Commission.

Why would a eunuch from Xichang come to see such a person?

I was puzzled but soon Yakdong stepped aside and said.

“The patient’s details are not very good so it will be a few more days before he wakes up.”

“Is it that much?”

“The member of the National Assembly in charge Jang Naeuri said so.”

“iced coffee. Is that so? “It seems very serious.”

“I heard that even if you are lucky enough to wake up it will be difficult to move for a while and you may not be able to walk properly for the rest of your life.”

The corners of Inspector Beom’s mouth rose slightly at these words of excitement.

Seeing that Yakdong’s suspicions grew even more.

They say the patient’s condition is not good but why does it feel like they are happy about it?

Superintendent Beom who thought it was strange said:

“Could you please leave for a moment?”

“Yes but now I need medicine….”

“It won’t take long.”

With those words Superintendent Beom took out a bundle of silver coins from his arms.

Yakdong swallowed his saliva when he saw this.

Then he quietly took the bundle of silver coins bowed his head and left the room.

As soon as he left his position Inspector Beom approached the patient who had his eyes closed and had needles stuck all over his body.

“Hehehe.”

Inspector Beom couldn’t hold back his joy and burst into laughter.

I never expected things to turn out this well.

Until just yesterday when he showed interest in this guy I was sweating and begging him to reconsider saying he was targeting the monarch mama.

But his judgment was different.

He said that even if he was the one who endangered Lord Mama and himself if he was such an outstanding talent he wanted to reap it somehow.

He even gave orders to make contact with the guy and set up a meeting.

As a criminal it was an extremely embarrassing situation.

But heaven helped.

‘Did you say Mokgyeongun?’

Inspector Beom looked down at Mok Gyeong-un from above and smiled.

I thought it would be highly unlikely that someone like this monster would ever harm someone but isn’t he truly so cunning?

This was a heaven-sent opportunity.

For the sake of Lord Mama myself and him I must never allow this guy to come near me.

So make sure

‘I will destroy your dantian.’

If that happens any hope of the knight’s revival will completely disappear.

Just like that Sogam Beom moved his hand towards Mok Gyeong-un’s abdomen.

His palm was just about to touch the skin below his navel.

“What are you doing?”

‘!?’

At that moment Beom’s body which was about to touch his palm became rigid.

What just happened?

Did he hear wrong?

He was told that his injuries were apparently so severe that he would not wake up for several days.

But what’s going on?

‘no way?’

Beom Sogam’s eyes moved slowly from his abdomen to his chest to his neck and to his face.

-thud!

At that moment my heart skipped a beat.

Not surprisingly Mok Gyeong-un who had closed his eyes as if he were dead was staring at himself with his eyes wide open.

< Episode 67: Fortune and Fortune (1) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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