Chapter 49âYouâ¦â¦ saw that?â
Mok Gyeong-un sensed bewilderment in the Bright Blade King Son Yunâs expression.
In the world of martial arts, he had recognized the importance of secret manuals to a certain extent.
However, judging by this manâs reaction, it was quite different from the anger of seeing someone who had viewed a secret manual that was no less than a treasure to them.
It was a reaction of disbelief.
âWhat is it?â
At that momentâ¦
-Swish!
The sharp blade of Son Yunâs large Taoist sword was pressed against his neck.
Mok Gyeong-unâs eyes narrowed.
He had been watching the movements clearly with his eyes, yet he hadnât noticed it until it touched him, as if he hadnât perceived it.
ââ¦â¦.. Is this a true master?â
Amazing.
It made sense why the Manor Master Mok In-dan was so tense and submissive.
However, that was the extent of his admiration.
In reality, if one let their guard down, they could be stabbed to death by a five-year-old child while sleeping.
It was right to be wary of everything.
Son Yun looked straight into Mok Gyeong-unâs eyes and spoke,
âYou saw that and survivedâ¦â¦â
âPardon?â
âThen itâs one of two things.â
What is happened is he talking about?
As he wondered, Son Yun continued in a chilling voice,
âEither a lie or heavenâs fortune.â
âA lie orâ¦â¦. heavenâs fortune?â
âUntil now, almost no one has remained alive and breathing after seeing the contents inside.â
ââ¦â¦.. What do you mean by that?â
No one remains breathing?
Arenât I right here?
Son Yun scoffed and slightly pressed the blade against his neck, saying,
âItâs exactly as I said. So I find it hard to believe that youâre alive and well like this.â
âAs you can see, Iâm alive.â
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders.
Son Yun clicked his tongue at his attitude.
He had a sword pressed against his neck, yet there was still no change in his demeanor.
Had he lost all fear? Or was he audacious?
âLooking at you, I canât tell if youâre spouting lies out of brazenness or taking a gamble.â
âIf Iâm going to die anyway, whatâs the point of taking a gamble?â
ââ¦â¦â¦â
Son Yun stared intently into Mok Gyeong-unâs eyes.
If he were even slightly tense or anxious, his eyes would have wavered, but they didnât.
[Make sure to retrieve it.]
He couldnât disobey that order.
Then there was only one way.
âFine. Then prove it by reciting the oral formula or demonstrating the stances. Then weâll know for sure.â
At his proposal, Manor Master Mok In-dan and all the members of the Yeon Mok Sword Manor looked on with tense gazes.
Initially, when Mok Gyeong-un had revealed that he possessed it, they had felt a strong sense of betrayal.
However, in the current situation, Mok Gyeong-un was the only one who could save them.
âPlease.â
They desperately hoped it wasnât a lie.
âIt shouldnât be difficult.â
With those words, Mok Gyeong-un was about to recite the oral formula.
He considered deceiving them with an incomplete formula, as he had done with Mok Yu-cheon, but they were the rightful owners of that secret manual.
If he tried to deceive them, his head might roll.
As he was about to open his mouth,
-Mortal.
A familiar voice echoed in his mind.
It was Cheong-ryeong.
Mok Gyeong-un rolled his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.
However, he couldnât see her anywhere.
He was already puzzled by her absence when he had called for her earlier.
-Look at the roof across from you.
âRoof?â
At those words, he looked up at the roof.
Cheong-ryeong was standing there.
Why wasnât she coming closer?
Could it be that she was keeping her distance out of wariness of this monster-like man and that diviner?
It seemed to be the case.
However,
âWhat is it?â
Cheong-ryeongâs demeanor was somewhat different from usual.
The crimson glow in her eyes as she stood on the roof was incredibly deep.
No, it felt like a blazing flame.
He could tell through their connected fate.
âAnger?â
The emotion he sensed from her was immense anger.
It was an intense anger that could drench this entire place in blood, but she was suppressing it with tremendous self-control.
Why was she acting like this?
As he wondered, Cheong-ryeong spoke.
-The moment you recite that oral formula, you will die.
What?
Was she trying to dissuade him out of concern for that?
Of course, if he recited the entire formula, they could strike him from behind.
It would be better to recite half of it and handle the rest in a different wayâ¦..
-Mortal. Follow the oral formula and posture that I recite exactly.
Mok Gyeong-un slightly furrowed his brow.
What did she mean by following her oral formula and posture?
They would know what was written inside, so if he recited a different formula, they would surely know it was wrong.
However,
-Donât overthink it and trust me for now.
âHmm.â
-If you die, mortal, I will die too.
At those words, Mok Gyeong-un pondered numerous thoughts in an instant.
The moment the oral formula was wrong, his head would roll, but if he recited the formula she taught himâ¦â¦
As he was contemplating, the Bright Blade King Son Yun said,
âWhy arenât you doing it?â
ââ¦â¦â¦â
After deliberating, Mok Gyeong-un finally reached a conclusion.
He then clenched his sword fingers.
And he imitated Cheong-ryeong, who was assuming a bow stance on the roof with the moonlight at her back.
From a distance, the postures of the two became identical.
Cheong-ryeong opened her mouth.
-The source of non-existence, the order of the Dao. The eagle soars through the clouds, the hawk catches the hare. The sword descends like a falling leaf.
Along with that, she slowly performed the first stance while extending her sword fingers forward.
It was as if a beautiful woman was performing a sword dance.
The phrase âa beauty under the moonâ came to mind.
Her fluttering red robe swayed in sync with her stances, resembling scattered flower petals.
ââ¦â¦â¦â
It was a movement that naturally captivated the soul.
If only the situation werenât like this, he would have loved to watch leisurely.
Mok Gyeong-un then opened his mouth.
âThe source of non-existence, the order of the Dao. The eagle soars through the clouds, the hawk catches the hare. The sword descends like a falling leaf!â
And he followed Cheong-ryeongâs movements.
Exactly as he had received them.
He reproduced them without a single difference.
-Ache! Ache!
Some untrained muscles cried out in pain, but he ignored it and focused on her every fingertip.
-Swish! Swish swish swish!
â!!!!!!!â
At Mok Gyeong-unâs sword technique, the Bright Blade King Son Yunâs eyes wavered.
He wasnât the only one.
Manor Master Mok In-dan also couldnât take his eyes off the first stance Mok Gyeong-un was demonstrating.
âHowâ¦â¦. could this beâ¦â¦.â
He couldnât help but be astonished.
It was truly a peerless sword technique.
Each stance was flawless, and it was difficult to find any defects.
Since it was a secret manual guarded by the Heaven and Earth Society, he had expected it to be remarkable to a certain extent, but it was truly incredible.
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âThis childâ¦â¦. How can he move like this?â
Mok Gyeong-unâs current movements were not something a mere third-rate martial artist could achieve.
Although he moved slowly without infusing internal energy, everything from his fingertips seemed as if a peerless swordsman who had reached the realm of the sword was demonstrating a sword dance.
A swordsman of that level could clearly discern it.
âHa.â
If he was like this, how could Son Yun be any different?
Son Yun also couldnât hide his admiration at Mok Gyeong-unâs display.
Not only did he recognize and view the stances, but the swordplay he demonstrated was a movement that absolutely couldnât be achieved at that childâs level.
âIs it talent?â
It was an incomprehensible talent.
Based on his perception, he was at most a third-rate or barely second-rate level.
Yet, he demonstrated the stances as if a peerless swordsman was performing for someone to see?
It was at that moment.
-Murmur murmur!
The sound of stirring could be heard among the masked individuals.
Son Yun knew why they were reacting like that.
âThe evil perishes under the heavenly light, nothing can resist the Dao. The swordsmanâ¦â¦ââ
Mok Gyeong-un was about to recite another oral formula and demonstrate the second stance.
âOh no!â
He had to stop him.
They couldnât let others hear any more of the stancesâ oral formulas.
Son Yun hurriedly shouted,
âEnough!â
-Swish!
Mok Gyeong-un, who had been extending his sword fingers diagonally, halted his movement.
And he checked Son Yunâs reaction.
He had been following Cheong-ryeongâs movements on the roof with extreme concentration, so he hadnât noticed the reaction.
âHuh?â
Mok Gyeong-un was inwardly puzzled upon seeing the Bright Blade King Son Yunâs expression.
This time, it was truly a gamble.
After all, the oral formula wasnât the one written in the secret manual.
However, judging by Son Yunâs expression, it didnât seem like he had made a mistake at all.
If that werenât the case, they would have already beheaded him.
Mok Gyeong-un asked,
âAre you convinced now?â
ââ¦â¦â¦â
At this question, Son Yun stared intently at Mok Gyeong-un without uttering a word.
In his mind, an image of someone else demonstrating the same stances as Mok Gyeong-un was painted like a picture.
It was utterly villainous.
However, the sword technique Mok Gyeong-un had demonstrated was completely different in nature.
If that was the case,
âWithout a doubt.â
It was definitely the secret manual.
There was no room for doubt.
Son Yun tried his best to hide it, but his heart was pounding.
Although it had turned out differently than expected, to think he would witness the sword formula of the Moon Lineage (æè) that was said to have been severed a hundred years ago.
It was hard to contain his excitement.
However, Son Yun quickly suppressed that emotion.
[Make sure to retrieve it.]
Retrieving the original secret manual was the best course of action.
However, if what this fellow said was true, the original had already disappeared from the world.
This fellowâs mind was the only secret manual.
âBright Blade King.â
At that moment, the voice of the middle-aged man with the eye patch, diviner Jo, was heard.
Although he didnât say anything else, judging by diviner Joâs slight head shake, Son Yun seemed to understand what he meant.
He was probably telling him not to kill the kid.
âHe must be tempted.â
It was intriguing for him as well.
This brat had accomplished what no one in the society had been able to do.
Most of them had lost their lives.
If that was the case, either the cursed secret manual had chosen that child, or there was something special about him.
âBut the secret manual must not be learned by anyone other than the permitted individual.â
Therefore, the right course of action was to extract the contents from his mind and kill him.
However, it felt like a waste.
Seeing his contemplative demeanor, Mok Gyeong-unâs eyes narrowed.
âThereâs something.â
They were unaware of the true contents within the secret manual.
However, judging by their reactions, they seemed convinced that the oral formula of the stances Cheong-ryeong had taught him was the content inside.
If that werenât the case, they would have already beheaded him.
But that expression of considering something while looking at himâ¦
âIs he reconsidering?â
There was only one thing he could guess.
Perhaps, since it was a secret manual precious enough for them to call it their treasure, it shouldnât be learned by outsiders.
If that was the case, now that they had confirmed it was genuine, were they planning to extract it from his mind and then kill him?
Mok Gyeong-un glanced at diviner Jo.
Judging by his reaction, he seemed to have considerable interest in him.
In that case,
âConsidering you went through the trouble of coming all the way here to find the secret manual, it must be a valuable item, right?â
âWhat?â
-Swish!
Mok Gyeong-un leaped towards a nearby warrior of the Yeon Mok Sword Manor.
And he practically snatched the sword from him.
âIâll borrow this for a moment.â
âWh- What?â
Mok Gyeong-un placed the sword he had snatched against his own neck and said,
âIf I die, all your efforts in coming to find it will be in vain.â
At Mok Gyeong-unâs words, one of the Bright Blade King Son Yunâs eyebrows rose.
Was this brat trying to bargain with his own life?
Son Yun scoffed and said,
âDo you have the courage to take your own life while saying such things?â
In response to that question, Mok Gyeong-un smiled faintly.
âItâs not particularly difficult.â
-Stab!
The blade of the sword pierced Mok Gyeong-unâs neck.
â!?â
For a moment, Son Yun was dumbfounded.
He had naturally assumed that Mok Gyeong-un would try to bargain with his life to survive against him.
But that bastard was now trying to behead himself without hesitation.
âStop!â
Son Yun shouted a reprimand infused with internal energy.
âUgh!â
âUrgh!â
At the resounding sound that echoed, everyone momentarily covered their ears.
Mok Gyeong-un also frowned and staggered from the pain and dizziness caused by the sound infused with internal energy, but he didnât let go of the sword piercing his neck.
Despite the discomfort, he endured it.
âThis bastard?â
Son Yun then shouted,
âStop!â
-Swish!
At those words, Mok Gyeong-un relaxed his strength and stopped pushing the sword into his neck.
Blood flowed down his neck, staining his collar red.
Son Yun spoke in a dumbfounded tone,
âYouâre insane, you bastard.â
If it were anyone else, he would have scoffed at the bratâs foolish actions.
But this fellow was different.
Not only his eyes but also the way he didnât hesitate to take his own life, as if he had no attachment to it.
âItâs hard to live in this world without being a little insane.â
âYou talk as if youâve experienced the world, you young brat. What do you want?â
-Tap tap!
Mok Gyeong-un tapped his forehead with his finger and said with a smile,
âNow that you know how valuable the contents in my mind are, I have no intention of easily revealing them. So, donât bother assessing this and that, and take the secret manual nicely.â
âWhat?â
âThat diviner over there also wants that, doesnât he?â
Son Yunâs expression turned peculiar.
âTake it nicely?â
Is this bastard not asking to be spared in exchange for revealing the secret manual, but instead suggesting he will willingly follow them to their headquarters?
As Son Yun was dumbfounded, a glint of interest flickered in his eyes.
âHa. Look at this bastard.â