Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 372

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< Episode 98 Sword and Sword (2) >

-This is… my sword.

‘!?’

Mo Gyeong-un’s expression became strange at the unexpected words that came out of Cheong-ryeong’s mouth.

Even so when he heard that the sword technique was reminiscent of the moon he thought of the old man and the young man.

However when he said that Cheongnyeong himself was the owner of this sword even though he was a rational person in everything he couldn’t help but show interest.

-…So is Cheongryeong the female swordsman that Jangju mentioned?

-….

Cheongnyeong gave no answer to Mokgyeongun’s question.

He didn’t answer anything but Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed in the strangely felt lingering void.

Then Gu Tianmu the chief lord took out a pure white sword from a wooden case and said.

“The name of the sword is Sunyeon. “It is said that the female swordsman herself gave it the name.”

‘Sun-yeon?’

It’s an unusual name for a sword.

If you write it out as is it will make you miss it.

Zhou Gu Tianmu continued speaking.

“Originally it would have been correct to destroy the sword that lost its owner or bury it with its owner…”

-Shudder!

-Wow!

At that time the famous sword Sunyan that Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu was holding in his hand began to tremble slightly.

Gu Tianmu said in an incomprehensible tone about this phenomenon.

“Why the sword?”

It was a sword that had been left in a wooden box for almost 100 years.

However the sword was trembling faintly and even making a name.

It was truly a strange phenomenon.

Gu Cheonmu who was puzzled by this muttered.

“Sunyeon. Was it because it had been a long time since you showed up to the world? or not….”

Gu Tianmu looked at Mo Qingyun.

As a craftsman who had been making swords for a long time he believed that famous swords had their own will.

Therefore he was also completing the task of capturing the sword spirit.

The reason Gu Cheon-mu was looking at Mo Kyung-yun like this was because he thought that the famous swordsman Sun-yeon would react when he saw Zhou Gong.

‘A famous sword also determines its owner.’

Could it be that Sun-yeon a famous swordsman who lost her master is willing to accept Lee Ja-ja as her master?

-Shudder!

He was puzzled by this but the moment he bit Gucheon a shiver ran down his spine.

I felt a gloomy chill that was difficult to describe in words and I felt like there was something invisible in front of me.

hereto

-Sigh!

Gu Cheonmu is trying to stir up excitement around him.

“are you okay. “You don’t have to be on guard.”

“…Do you mean this gloomy energy?”

“yes.”

Gu Tian-mu the chief master was an expert in Xuan Jing who went beyond walls.

His sense of energy has already surpassed the limits of an ordinary human and has reached a level where he can even read spiritual energy.

That is why he sensed it when the young spirit woke up from the seal of the wooden doll.

The young man who came out like that reached out his hand for the sword body with a vague look in his eyes.

The moment her spirit hand gently touches the sword body

-Oooooh!

The famous swordsman Sunyeon gave an even stronger sword strike and a brilliant radiance appeared from the body of the sword.

Gu Tianmu’s eyes shook at the sight of such a strange phenomenon.

Why does a sword that lost its luster after losing its owner look like this as if it had come back to life?

-I can’t believe I see it like this. Shunyeon.

As Cheongryeong looked at the sword body the sword body of the famous swordsman Sun-yeon trembled.

Did he even feel her presence as a spirit?

Gu Tianmu the chieftain was surprised to see this scene and said to Mo Qingyun:

“I’ve been making swords for decades but I think this is my first time seeing something like this. Zhou Gong… It seems that the sword has taken Zhou Gong as its master.”

Mok Gyeong-un answered these words with a sigh and a smile.

“Maybe it’s because the real owner is by my side.”

“What do you mean owner?”

“well. “Maybe it’s because the soul of the female swordsman that Jangju talked about is with me.”

“….”

Zhang Zhou Guqianmu frowned at her.

Why is the soul of a swordsman who has been dead for a hundred years still with her?

He may have been making an abstract joke about the sword’s reaction.

I’m thinking this way inside

“I learned sword techniques from the master of the sword. “I guess you can think of him as a disciple.”

‘!?’

For a moment Gu Tianmu the chieftain was dumbfounded.

The owner of this sword lost his life just over a hundred years ago.

How could she learn swordsmanship from someone like that?

“Jukong. Even if you call it a joke this is….”

“Why is this fun?”

“Jukong. The swordsman lost her life a hundred years ago and the woman has no descendants of her own. That’s why she kept her sword like this…”

“Month’s swordsmanship. “Isn’t this the sword technique learned by the sword’s owner?”

‘!!!!!!’

As soon as those words fell Gu Tianmu’s eyes widened.

Also how do you know this?

‘How can this be?’

Gu Chenmu was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment.

There was a reason why he reacted this way.

Their family leaves detailed records of the swords they have made for generations.

When making a sword they ask the swordsman to use the sword technique to obtain the most ideal sword.

It was clearly left behind in the records left by my great-grandfather.

[Sun-yeon (順戀). Wolmaek (月脈). Monthly inspection.]

In fact this sword technique is so excellent that it was one of the sword techniques that my great-grandfather recommended that I learn.

It was right then.

– Swoosh!

Mok Gyeong-un held the sword and took the cardinal form of Wol’s sword.

Then Wol’s Geomsik’s herbivorous diet was briefly introduced albeit briefly.

-Choo! Chop!

He had learned countless sword techniques and because he was Jangju Gu Cheonmu whose intellect was excellent he recognized it at a glance.

What surprised him even more was

‘Geomcho…. is completed.’

The Wol swordsmanship left behind by his great-grandfather was clearly an excellent swordsmanship.

However since it is an old sword method there were some problems and loopholes in the path but all of them have been improved.

Seeing this Gu Tianmu became truly convinced.

‘Are you saying that the Duke of Zhou was the successor to the disappeared Sword of the Moon?’

It was unknown whether they were his descendants.

Obviously my great-grandfather said that the female swordsman had no blood relatives.

However what was certain was that Mok Kyung-un inherited Wol’s swordsmanship.

‘okay. That’s why.’

Gu Cheon Mu nodded his head as if he finally understood.

For some reason I thought it was strange that Mok Kyung-un knew the original sword but now that question seemed to be resolved.

I don’t know if he was related by blood but he seemed to know because he was the heir.

‘…Is this called fate?’

An exclamation flowed from Gu Cheonmu’s mouth.

Starting with the ancestor Gu Yaza’s magical sword that returned at the moment when the clan’s long-cherished wish was fulfilled its current owner is the heir to the Yue Swordsmanship?

How ingenious is this?

The connection was too deep to be considered a mere coincidence.

I was so shocked that I was at a loss for words when Mok Gyeong-un stopped his informal inspection of the moon and spoke.

“Please tell me what you said.”

“yes?”

“The sword that lost its owner was cut off midway. “How did I come across that original sword?”

“That’s right.”

Yes it was while we were talking.

Then Cheongryeong who was stroking the sword body of the famous swordsman Sunyeon calling it his sword hurriedly turned his head to Mokgyeongun and said.

-Stop for a moment. rebirth.

-Why are you doing that?

-Just tell this story here…

She was about to ask if she could stop but stopped.

-Here?

-….

She didn’t really want to talk any more.

It was she who was the person involved in the story of the female swordsman that Jangju Gu Cheon-mu wanted to tell and this incident made her become a vengeful spirit who wandered this world for a hundred years.

Of course Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu’s great-grandfather would not know the detailed story.

All I could do was see the devastation.

However I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable just hearing this from someone’s mouth.

But there was only one reason she stopped speaking.

‘What on earth is the original sword?’

Mu Qingyun spoke as if he knew something after seeing the ink-colored sword made by Zhuang Zhou Gu Tianmu.

It’s as if the original sword exists in that sword.

However according to the record left by Gu Cheon-mu’s great-grandfather the original sword was related to the tragedy of that time.

‘What on earth did you see in your mind? ‘Rebirth?’

Because of this Cheongryeong fell into doubt.

If the original sword had anything to do with the tragedy of that time I wondered what it had to do with the ‘bastard’.

That’s why she thought for a moment and stopped talking.

-Cheongryeong?

-ha. no.

-….

Seeing her reaction Mok Gyeong-un slightly licked his lips.

Since I had been with her for so long I could almost guess what she was going to say by listening to her tone of voice.

She clearly tried to stop there but she gave up.

It seemed that it was not simply because of resignation.

It seemed as though Cheongryeong also wanted to know something.

It was then.

-widely!

Zhang Zhou Guqianmu opened her mouth as she put her famous sword Sun Yan back into her wooden box.

She said “What a kite it is it seems strange. “You see it all leads one way or another.”

“….”

As Mo Qingyun just stared at him in silence Gu Tianmu took a long breath and started talking.

“My great-grandfather headed toward the border of Guangxi and Guangdong provinces in time for her coronation ceremony in Huaiju to keep the promise he made with his female swordsman.”

“Hoeju coronation ceremony?”

Mok Gyeong-un sat on the table and looked at Cheongryeong who was biting her gombangdae.

Hoeju coronation ceremony?

-….

Cheongnyeong silently turned his head to avoid her gaze.

Since she was wearing a crown and she always referred to herself as the principal I guessed that she was not of ordinary status but she was crowned as the head of state.

While doing so Gu Cheon-mu the chieftain said thinking that Mo Gyeong-un’s retort was something he had said to himself.

“Didn’t you know?”

“yes?”

“iced coffee. “Even if you inherited Wol’s swordsmanship you don’t seem to know this.”

“….”

“A long time has passed and it has been almost forgotten by the current generation but the Cheonjihoe which divides the current martial arts world was called the Cheonjiwolhoe (天地月會) when it was opened. “After that tragedy heaven and earth came together.”

“Cheonjiwol…sashimi?”

“According to the diary left by your great-grandfather the origin of the Heaven and Earth Association was the merger of three branches.”

Three longitudinal veins.

I remember briefly hearing about this from Cheongryeong.

She said that the three main veins consisting of the Cheonmaek (天脈) Jimaek (地脈) and Wolmaek (月脈) joined forces to create this.

After saying this Gu Tianmu the chieftain sighed and said.

“It was a truly unfortunate incident. “My great-grandfather arrived late for the coronation ceremony which was scheduled to take place at noon and hurriedly headed to Daejeon.”

“….”

“When my great-grandfather arrived near Daejeon he noticed something strange.”

Even though it was Hoeju’s coronation ceremony the place was filled with the smell of blood rather than the presence of people.

There wasn’t even a shadow of a person visible near Daejeon.

Gu Cheonmu’s great-grandfather who found this strange hurriedly headed to Daejeon.

“My great-grandfather was astonished when he arrived in Daejeon. “It was full of his blood and body.”

-Sssshhhh!

Mo Kyung-un glanced at Cheongryeong.

The smoke rising from her room filled the area around her and I could feel the air around her becoming chilly.

-Shudder!

‘The negative energy has become stronger.’

Gu Tianmu the chieftain felt this and instead of speaking he instinctively tried to look at the table where Qingling was.

“…Don’t worry about it just keep talking.”

“one….”

“You don’t have to worry about it.”

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un held the sword and made a small sign.

Then her spiritual power that filled her workshop was cut off from Jangju Gu Cheonmu.

‘The energy is gone.’

“Now do it.”

Gu Cheon-mu was puzzled by this but she could not resist Mok Gyeong-un’s urging and continued the story.

“In the midst of a bloody splendid battle we discovered the female swordsman or rather the first and last leader of the Cheonjiwolhoe Ryu Sowol who died after having her heart ripped out.”

‘!!!!!’

For the first time Cheongnyeong’s real name was revealed.

However Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes grew colder as he learned more about her young woman’s last days than just learning her name.

< Episode 98 Sword and Sword (2) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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