The RoFan Novel Fan Has Reincarnated Into A Martial Arts Novel-Chapter 5

In the empty training grounds, the words that Hwang Bo Yeon had screamed inside her mind tens of thousands of times as she trained alone, crying, finally escaped her lips through Yeon’s determination.

At that moment, Yeon clearly recognized the path she had to walk.

If she had no choice but to live as Hwang Bo Yeon, then she would do it properly. The tragic future that this pitiful father and daughter had to endure simply because they were too kind—she would change it completely. That was the only way she could repay Hwang Bo Yeon for taking her place in this life.

With that resolution, the boundary between Yeon and Hwang Bo Yeon dissolved.

Hwang Bo Jeonggun, who had just heard his daughter’s confession, slowly nodded.

"So that’s what you think."

His eyes had turned red at some point. He seemed deep in thought before he spoke again in a voice worn with emotion.

"...I understand. Thank you, Yeon-ah."

Though his words left much unsaid, Yeon could feel the sincerity behind them.

In that moment, the hearts of the father and daughter, which had been tragically misaligned in the original story, finally connected.

Yeon didn’t realize it yet, but that was a far more significant change than punishing Paeng Donghu.

From that new beginning, Yeon looked at Hwang Bo Jeonggun and answered,

"I should be the one thanking you, Father."

****

After Hwang Bo Jeonggun left, the sound of the door closing was followed by the fading echoes of his footsteps.

Still sitting on the bed, Yeon let out a deep breath she had been holding in.

"Whew. That went smoother than I expected."

Even though she had confidently said everything she wanted to, a part of her had been anxious. If Hwang Bo Jeonggun had loved his daughter even a little less—if he had been cold and questioned her more thoroughly—things could have gone terribly wrong.

Having safely made it past that hurdle, Yeon sat in silence, organizing her thoughts.

Changing the outcome of the original story was not going to be easy. Even if Paeng Donghu had been humiliated, the Paeng Family of Hebei remained strong. The bigger problem, however, was Baehwa Cult, which was quietly growing in power somewhere.

In the novel, the Baehwa Cult Leader was described as the strongest villain, someone whom no one could defeat. Right now, barely anyone even knew of his existence, but on the day he emerged in the Central Plains, everything would be over. He would not step forward until after meticulous preparation.

A villain with absolute martial power, combined with a mind as sharp as a blade.

The result was inevitable—the continent of Central Plains, accustomed to peace, would be completely crushed under him and his followers.

Yeon didn’t know how the Baehwa Cult Leader would die. In fact, she wasn’t even sure if he would die. After all, she had never finished The Martial World Supreme.

‘Surely, it wasn’t a bad ending, right?’

A pang of regret hit her.

‘I should’ve endured the boredom and read to the end.’

A heavy sigh escaped her lips, different from before.

The only fortunate thing was that there was still time. The Baehwa Cult Leader didn’t appear until well into the later half of The Martial World Supreme. Since Hwang Bo Yeon’s awakening happened in the early chapters, she had a long way to go.

Until then, she had to interfere with Baehwa Cult’s movements as much as possible. Delaying the cult leader’s conquest of Central Plains was Yeon’s goal.

As for what would happen afterward...

‘Not my problem. That’s the protagonist’s job.’

Having settled her thoughts, Yeon shook her head.

She had no intention of single-handedly worrying about the fate of the Central Plains. It wasn’t like she could do anything about it on her own.

There was only one solution.

She had to become stronger.

Yeon had never thought of herself as weak before, but her fight with Paeng Donghu had given her a reality check.

First of all, that bastard wasn’t a proper martial artist.

He hadn’t used any internal energy, and he had let his guard down. That’s why the fight had turned into such a disaster for him.

But what if she had to face a real martial artist?

Setting aside her pride, Yeon had to admit that she could very well lose.

She still didn’t understand martial arts.

She had memories of techniques like qi projection and palm strikes, but only from Hwang Bo Yeon’s perspective. She had never actually experienced them herself. To truly grasp them, she needed hands-on training.

If she was in the martial world, then she had to abide by its laws.

Training again, even in another world—it felt exhausting just thinking about it...

‘Well, what choice do I have? If you don’t know something, you’re bound to get beaten up.’

Rising from the bed, Yeon crossed her legs and settled into a meditation posture. It was time to practice the most fundamental training method of this world—circulating internal energy.

The Hwang Bo Family’s signature martial art was Sumi Heavenly King Divine Art.

While the Hwang Bo Family had never held dominion over the martial world, this technique was still considered a formidable divine art.

Closing her eyes, Yeon relied on Hwang Bo Yeon’s memories to guide her as she began circulating her qi. The dormant energy in her dantian responded to her will, slowly awakening.

Even at a glance, /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ she could tell it was no ordinary qi.

Thanks to her doting father, Hwang Bo Yeon had consumed countless rare elixirs since childhood. And despite her shortcomings in combat, she had been diligent in training. In some ways, this outcome was inevitable.

Before long, Yeon was completely immersed.

She had always been serious when it came to training. And the sheer mystery of internal energy was enough to captivate the modern mind within her.

"Hoo..."

After completing several cycles of circulation, Yeon felt an overwhelming sense of clarity.

The energy in her dantian had become noticeably denser. It was practically the same as growing stronger in real-time.

The realization sent a shock through her.

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In the modern world, training was like drawing an invisible growth chart—progressing without immediate results.

Even if you did a hundred push-ups a day, there was no instant feeling of power.

All you could do was push yourself to exhaustion through weightlifting, interval training, or whatever else, only to eventually notice progress.

‘But here, I get instant rewards? This is like a damn video game.’

Yeon’s eyes gleamed with newfound excitement.

The undeniable spirit of a martial artist was stirring within her.

From that moment on, she threw herself into internal energy circulation with frightening focus.

The sunlight streaming through the window shifted into a deep purple dusk, but Yeon did not move an inch.

****

The next day, Hwang Bo Jeonggun summoned the family’s retainers to Heavenly King Hall.

Since he was not one to call unnecessary gatherings, the retainers exchanged curious glances.

"Thank you all for coming. The reason I have gathered you today is to discuss the upcoming Orthodox Martial Alliance Gathering."

The Orthodox Martial Alliance Gathering was a meeting where the leaders of major sects and noble families convened. It served as both a council for discussing important matters and an opportunity to strengthen personal connections—a place of political and social exchange.

After clearing his throat, Hwang Bo Jeonggun addressed the gathered retainers.

"I have made my decision. I will be taking Yeon to this gathering."

“What?”

“What do you mean by that, my lord?”

As expected, confusion rippled through the hall. It was only natural. Hwang Bo Yeon had only attended the gathering once before, and even then, it had been an exception.

Not only did family heads participate, but their chosen Heirs also attended to represent their families.

With so many young elites gathered in one place, conflicts were inevitable—whether through subtle psychological battles or outright duels. For the timid and fragile Hwang Bo Yeon, it had always been an unbearable environment.

"Our Hwang Bo Family has been the only one unable to bring an heir to the gathering. You all saw the duel against Paeng Donghu. Yeon is no longer the same as before."

"That may be true, but..."

Skepticism remained thick in the air. Seeing the reluctant expressions on the retainers' faces, Hwang Bo Jeonggun swallowed his frustration.

‘They still haven’t accepted Yeon’s change. Well, I suppose one duel wouldn’t be enough.’

"That gathering is where the most exceptional talents of the martial world congregate. If something goes wrong, our family’s reputation may suffer..."

"If only reputation were at risk, that would be fine. But she might end up returning in shock like last time."

Murmurs spread through the room.

Then, a retainer raised his hand.

"Does the young lady herself have the will to attend?"

"That is..."

Hwang Bo Jeonggun hesitated. The truth was, he had not yet asked his daughter.

"Isn’t that the most important factor? I doubt the young lady would want to attend."

"I agree as well."

As murmurs of agreement filled the hall, Hwang Bo Jeonggun’s expression turned troubled.

‘I had planned to inform Yeon after discussing it with the retainers, but I didn't expect this much resistance.’

Just as he was grappling with what to say next, the doors to Heavenly King Hall burst open.

"You don’t have to worry about that. I fully intend to attend."

The crowd parted as Yeon strode in.

Despite having stayed up all night training, her eyes were sharper and deeper than ever.

At the force of her presence, the room fell silent.

The retainers could feel her change this time—it wasn’t just words.

As she surveyed each of them, she walked to stand beside Hwang Bo Jeonggun.

"Y-Yeon-ah?"

"Father, we cannot be the only family that doesn’t bring an heir. If the Hwang Bo Family’s reputation is damaged because of that, wouldn’t that be a serious issue?"

Yeon’s gaze locked onto the retainer who had just mentioned the family's reputation.

Perhaps it was coincidence, or perhaps not—but the man suddenly found himself unable to hold her stare and awkwardly looked away.

"Khm..."

Yeon smirked before continuing.

"I don’t know what you’re all so worried about, but nothing of the sort will happen. And if you still think of me as weak—"

She paused.

Then, with absolute focus, she unleashed her qi.

A dense, commanding aura rippled outward from her, forming concentric waves around her body.

“Huh...?”

The retainers’ expressions shifted in an instant.

While there were certainly stronger warriors in the family, it was undeniable—Yeon’s strength far exceeded their expectations.

After all, Hwang Bo Yeon had never once shown her true abilities before.

"Ahem... If the young lady insists this much..."

"At this level, she won’t lose to the other heirs."

Her absolute confidence—and the unspoken threat that she was ready to prove herself with force—began to sway the crowd.

But there was more to Yeon’s determination than just pride.

The Orthodox Martial Alliance Gathering was a major turning point in The Martial World Supreme’s storyline.

Skipping it for some absurd reason wasn’t an option.

Hwang Bo Jeonggun, realizing the tide had shifted, seized the opportunity.

"Then it is decided. This meeting is adjourned."