Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 82: Mortal Enemy (3)

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Chapter 82: Mortal Enemy (3)

No one knows how long it would take Chunbong to treat her meridian blockage herself.

The only thing certain is that it would take at least a few months. Chunbong needed a safe place to stay during her seclusion.

Finding a place wasn’t difficult. With one use of the father-in-law card, they received a building from the Namgung Clan used for closed-door cultivation.

It was a sturdy stone building, no less. Moreover, an intricately designed formation enhanced the building’s safety and guided the flow of surrounding qi, making the interior rich with qi.

“Wow, this is nice.”

After entering, Seojun examined the interior and discovered a small stream-like feature flowing inside the room. Drinking water.

In the corner were several large jars filled with fasting pills.

He nodded with satisfaction and patted the ground.

“Sit here~”

Chunbong walked over and sat on the floor. She stared at Seojun’s face for a moment before speaking.

“Big brother, don’t do anything crazy. Take care of yourself too, okay? Don’t keep throwing yourself into dangerous situations. Got it?”

“Come on, am I a child?”

“I told you. You worry me more than a child.”

Haah, Chunbong sighed softly and closed her eyes.

“I’m ready.”

“Okay.”

Seojun, sitting behind Chunbong, took out the spirit pills. The snake’s inner core, the Azure Sky Pill, and the inner cores obtained from the demonic creature flood.

Can I swallow all of this at once?

After considering, he decided to eat them in portions.

As he swallowed the spirit pills one after another, different qis inside him went berserk, feeling like they might burst out at any moment.

He wrapped the qis with primordial qi, mixing them all together, then dropped a single drop of primordial qi in the center to serve as an axis.

The masterless qis submitted to this tiny force. Seojun commanded it to transform into yang qi.

The chaos, mixed qis transformed into pure yang qi, surging hot.

The Blue Cloud qi of the Blue Cloud Divine Art is fundamentally yin qi.

But even if the Blue Cloud qi takes on yang properties, it doesn’t cease to be Blue Cloud qi. It would be easier for Chunbong to handle Blue Cloud qi.

Seojun processed the pure yang qi into Blue Cloud qi.

“I’m starting.”

“Okay... big brother.”

His heart ached. Seojun sniffled unnecessarily and placed his hand on her back.

Supreme Law of Essence Absorption. He used its principle in reverse.

The yang qi trapped inside Seojun began to transfer to Chunbong.

“Mmm...”

Chunbong moaned at the strange sensation and drew in the qi using the principles of the new Blue Cloud Divine Art.

A massive amount of qi moved. It took quite a long time, and while transferring qi to Chunbong, Seojun also observed her interior.

Deep inside. A massive yin qi, half-mixed and unified with her mental state.

Seojun’s mental image looked up at it. It was like a massive iceberg.

He wanted to shatter it in one go, but doing so would break Chunbong’s sense of self.

That would mean the death of her mind, no different from actual death.

Damn it.

Seojun, glaring at the iceberg as if to kill it, reached out his hand.

His fingertips froze as his hand touched the iceberg. He used the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption to absorb a tiny amount of qi.

He immediately withdrew his hand and analyzed that qi.

Yin qi. It seems they maximized its cold properties.

It was definitely ice-based.

The evil qi is dense. Probably the Black Serpent. At least one of those who attacked the Divine Sword Geum Clan must have used Black Serpent martial arts.

Seojun opened his eyes after transferring all the qi to Chunbong.

A layer of frost had formed around her body.

Crack- The frost shattered where he removed his hand. The surrounding ice soon covered that spot again.

He sat for a while, watching her.

One hour, two hours. After an indeterminate amount of time, the ice covering Chunbong’s body had thickened so much that she looked buried in ice.

“Fuck...”

Seojun clicked his tongue and stood up. His insides were boiling. The killing intent towards unknown individuals wandered inside him before condensing into a single point.

I’ve identified the qi.

He would know immediately if he encountered someone using similar qi.

And that person, he would never let live.

Seojun silently left the building.

*“Young Expert Lee...”

Namgung Suah was waiting outside the building.

She had already said her goodbyes to Chunbong. She carefully examined Seojun’s expression as she approached gently.

“Don’t be too disheartened. Sister Geum will surely overcome this and come out soon.”

“...Yes.”

Namgung Suah, lips tightly pressed, embraced Seojun. Unlike usual, it was careful and comforting.

Seojun sighed, vaguely feeling the warmth that somehow seemed distant.

“Thank you.”

“It’s nothing. Please tell me whenever you feel troubled.”

After chatting briefly, they parted ways.

He felt strange. He wanted to be alone, so Seojun leapt to the highest spot he could see.

The moon in the sky. He stared blankly at it, then looked at the stars around it.

Could I knock them down?

The sky, looking down arrogantly from high up. Feeling particularly irritated today, he punched with all his might.

RUMBLE──────────!!!

The sky paid no attention to this human’s outburst, and only an innocent cloud was torn apart.

Seojun gritted his teeth as he looked up at that sky.

Not enough.

Far from enough to reach the heavens.

This isn’t enough to avenge Chunbong. I need to become stronger. To kill those fucking bastards.

Seojun silently turned his back.

*After that day, Seojun lived busily.

First, he visited the Commander-in-chief to receive his payment. He received all compensation in money instead of spirit pills, and with the added reward for stopping the demonic creature flood, it amounted to an enormous sum.

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He saved the money for future Chunbong-cheek-maintenance expenses.

Sometimes he learned swordsmanship from Namgung Jincheon, checking his own martial arts.

He often helped the Commander-in-chief resolve Namgung Clan matters, and during breaks, he chatted with Namgung Suah about various things.

After about a month, there was no one in Anhui who didn’t know the title Heavenly True Qi.

People in the underworld called him Mad Blood Demon instead of Heavenly True Qi, and those who saw him once were often so terrified they quit their criminal activities.

They said the Mad Blood Demon enjoyed slaughter and regarded human lives as less than insects, so crime rates that had increased due to the Namgung Clan’s manpower shortage dropped sharply.

And currently, that Mad Blood Demon was lying on the floor, whining.

“Hey, big sis! Don’t you think Mad Blood Demon is a bit much? How is there not a single decent character in that name?”

“Fufu, it just means you’re that frightening, Seojun. Thanks to that, the Commander-in-chief is extremely pleased.”

Worried about Seojun’s unstable state, Namgung Suah had stuck close to him daily, becoming quite close.

The Namgung Clan was now like a second home to Seojun, and Namgung Suah was a close older sister.

“That Commander-in-chief guy needs to take it easy sometimes. He’s seriously gonna die from overwork.”

“What can we do when he won’t listen even if we try to stop him?”

“Whew.”

He abruptly stood up and met her gently smiling at him.

“Going to train?”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

Now accustomed to it, Namgung Suah hugged Seojun and patted his back.

“If it’s hard, you can come to my room at night.”

“Uh, s-sister. That’s...”

“Why? I’ll sing you a lullaby so you can sleep well. You were thinking something weird, weren’t you?”

Seojun stared at Namgung Suah’s face as she smiled slyly. Then, grab!

“Hmm.”

“Eh?”

After pinching her cheeks, he patted her shoulders.

“Big sis, you sleeping well at night? Don’t want you wearing yourself out~”

“N-No... I’m not doing anything strange!”

“Hmm.”

“R-Really, I swear?”

Her blue eyes wandered, lost, between her slightly narrowed eyes. Then she pouted.

“Looks like you’ve gotten too used to it. Time to stimulate you in a different way.”

“What way?”

“Do you know the next form of the Mountain Pressing technique?”

“Total Annihilation?”

“Correct answer. A smart child deserves a reward, right?”

Namgung Suah slightly pulled down her neckline. He jumped.

Using her movement technique to quickly approach, she tightly hugged his head.

“Ah, Total Annihilation.”

Indeed... Total Annihilation... A valley capable of trapping and sweeping away a thousand soldiers.

Seojun saw the next path from there.

The Immortal’s Path. The path walked by immortals.

He wasn’t confident he could withstand if hit by the connected technique.

“Huk...!”

Seojun broke free from her and quickly backed away.

“Hey! Big sis, don’t you have any sense of shame!?”

“Fufu, what’s wrong with doing that with my future husband?”

“What.”

For now, a strategic retreat.

To think she could defeat a Transcendent Realm martial artist with just the Three Principles Sword Technique. Namgung Suah was indeed worthy of being called a direct descendant of the Great Namgung Clan.

“Just you wait!”

Seojun fled.

Now it’s training time. There were still many martial arts to refine.

*“It’s a shitty world.”

Jang Geuk, the leader of the Green Forest Bandits, said.

“It’s filled with bastards worse than us out there.”

Jang Geuk was proud. Even if he made a living as a bandit robbing others, he could look up to the heavens without feeling a single shame.

He became a bandit to survive, and when he gained power, he learned compassion.

Though they say it’s a den of bastards, there was compassion here too, and now they were Jang Geuk’s family.

Green Forest Bandits from other mountain fortresses? Not his concern.

Jang Geuk didn’t care about them. The true Green Forest was only this mountain fortress. Other Green Forest Bandits were mere strangers.

“An opportunity has descended upon such a world. I’ve grasped the rope, and together with you, we will rise above the heavens.”

Jang Geuk raised his crude pudao. An oppressive aura covered the mountain. He smiled, his eyes flashing fiercely.

“Let’s go! The Black Serpent bastards are waiting for us. We’ll head north and rendezvous with them in Hebei. Once that happens, this life is over!”

Jang Geuk was feeling his limits. He might be called the leader of the Green Forest Bandits, but who knows when Masters would come to exterminate them.

Everything would be fine were he to reach the Unstrained Realm, but Jang Geuk had long since realized that was impossible.

It was the limit of his martial arts. The Giant Spirit Divine Art was divine in name only, not an extraordinary martial art.

Reaching the Transcendent Realm in itself was a miracle.

To go beyond that, he would need to overturn the foundation of his martial arts and pioneer a new path, which was the realm of great grandmasters.

It was no different from creating an entirely new martial art.

Jang Geuk knew better than anyone that he couldn’t accomplish such a feat himself.

So he would join the Black Serpent, accumulate merits, and be bestowed martial arts.

Then he would reach the Unrestrained Realm, and with that, the Green Forest would be free.

Jang Geuk raised his pudao high.

“The Green Forest rises, mountains and wilderness tremble!”

The Green Forest Bandits responded.

“The Green Forest rises, mountains and wilderness tremble...!”

As the Green Forest rose, mountains and wilderness trembled in fear.

True to those words, the mountain shook beneath Jang Geuk’s feet like an earthquake had struck.

Boom!

Along with a cloud of dust, the mountain’s trembling stopped, and silence hung in the air. Then Jang Geuk shouted.

“Let’s go!”

“Yeahhhh...!!”

It was the beginning of war.