The Legend of the Northern Blade Chapter 63

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Jin Mu-won and Kwak Mun-jeong sat in the vacant lot near the dock, away from Baekryong Sangdan, and enjoyed the river breeze. The treasures of the White Dragon Sangdan did not approach them at all, and the warriors of the Iron Knights also kept their distance from them.

As if it had nothing to do with them. Only the Ham Ji-pyeong woman came up to them and gave them a meal.

Jin Mu-won had heard about the situation from Ham Ji-pyeong. So he was clearly aware of the fact that he had been caught up in something bigger than expected.

‘If we don’t solve this problem, we will be in trouble for a long time.’

Kwak Mun-jeong made a sullen expression. How can you not know the atmosphere going on like that? He also knew that they were being ostracized in the atmosphere.

He thought that the staves of the White Dragon Sangdan were his family. However, the current behavior of those he thought were family shocked him greatly.

“Gangho is a truly heartless place.”

His shoulders slumped. Jin Mu-won nodded his head wordlessly.

At the age of thirteen, he already realized Kang-ho’s physiology. It’s a merciless world where the mighty of the fittest will bite you if you don’t have the strength.

Jin Mu-won looked at Kwak Mun-jeong in silence.

He knew better than anyone else how Kwak Mun-jeong felt. Because that’s how he felt when Master Bukcheon betrayed him and his father.

Bukcheonsaju, the four pillars of the Bukcheon Gate, were family to Jin Mu-won and a precious person who filled in the parts that his father could not. He thought he would be with them forever.

However, they ultimately betrayed, and as a result, Beukcheonmun fell tragically. In a world where even blood relatives betray, trusting someone who is not family may have been a mistake in itself.

Kwak Moon-jeong has now stepped into that ruthless powerhouse. Today’s events will have a big impact on you.

‘If you get through this ordeal safely, this will also become nutrients that will help you grow.’

Jin Mu-won suddenly raised his head. Kwak Mun-jeong gave a puzzled look.

“why?”

“Shh!”

Jin Mu-won raised his index finger and covered his mouth. Kwak Mun-jeong, who sensed an unusual atmosphere, pursed her lips.

A commotion broke out in the area where the Baekryong Sangdan’s staves were, and a group of warriors walked towards where Jin Mu-won and Kwak Mun-jeong were.

There are seven people in all, and they all have green bamboo patterns engraved on their sleeves and wear bamboo swords on their waists. They were the first disciples of the communal sect. Among them were Muhae and Muwol.

The older man standing at the front of them looked at Jin Mu-won and Kwak Mun-jeong.

‘It’s a well-forged sword.’

This is the thought that came to Jin Mu-won’s mind the moment he saw Jang Nyeon-in.

He was short, barely over five feet tall, but his sharp eyes and blade-like aura radiating from his entire body made me think so.

Muhae and Muwol also do not dare to come forward to the elder man and only watch from behind. From this, it was clear that Jangnyeonin was of a much higher status than Muhae and others.

Even in the dark, Jangnyeonin’s eyes shined like lanterns. The sight was so frightening that Kwak Mun-jeong swallowed his dry saliva.

The older man finally opened his mouth.

“Are you Jin Mu-won?”

His voice is as sharp as his appearance. I felt a chill as if a dagger was being stabbed in my chest just from the sound of his voice.

Jin Mu-won stood up.

“I am Jin Mu-won. you are?”

“My name is Mujin.”

A pride that could not be hidden was revealed in his voice.

It is the same line as harmlessness. However, the person who could not be compared to Muhae was Mujin. He was the man who stood at the top of the first generation of disciples of the Communal Sect.

All his disciples call him Great Brother. This means that he is the next Jang Mun-in, the leader of the Great Communism faction.

Mujin did not participate in the contest to select the joint number of days fifteen years ago. This is because he already possessed such outstanding skills that he did not need to prove himself by participating in such competitions.

Even during the time when the competition to select the joint number of days was taking place, Mujin was conducting closed training. This is because he was taught the Five Eum Shingeom (五陰神劍), which can be said to be the best swordsmanship of the Gong Sect.

Oeumsingeom was a sword technique created by Yunyang Jinin, a legendary swordsman of the Gong Sect 300 years ago. This swordsmanship, created by compiling all the swordsmanship of the communal faction, was passed down only to Jang Mun-in.

Fifteen years later, it was unclear how much Mujin had achieved in the Five Eumsingeom. Because he has never boasted of his achievements to the outside world. However, knowing Mujin’s tendency to finish once he started, the first generation disciples of the Dongong faction assumed that his achievements would be considerable.

It was said that Mujin was a martial artist by nature, so he only practiced martial arts and paid little attention to the large and small affairs of the communal faction. Would he have tried to withdraw from being a long-term disciple of the communal sect just because it interfered with his ability to learn martial arts?

“I heard that you persecuted the disciples of the Communal Sect. “Is it true?”

“If that is persecution, then I have nothing to say.”

“You mean no? “How dare you make excuses for destroying the bamboo sword, a sacred item of the communal faction?”

A subtle murderous spirit was overflowing in Mujin’s eyes.

The bamboo gate sword is a sacred object and pride that represents the first disciple of the communal sect. The fact that the bamboo sword was broken was the same as breaking the pride of the communal faction.

Originally, Muhae did not want to tell Mujin that the bamboo sword was broken. This is because he was embarrassed to tell his ambassador, Mujin, and he tried to somehow take care of this himself.

So I tried to bring in a few more priests. This is because they thought that was enough to punish Jin Mu-won. However, his movements were discovered by Mujin, and eventually Mujin, who heard the whole situation, came down here.

“I don’t know why they persecuted the disciples of the Community Sect, but even now, if you are submissively suppressed, I promise that the Community Sect will give you a fair ruling.”

“Can you really make sure I get a fair verdict?”

“Are you saying you don’t believe me now?”

“Because the appearance of your priests is not very trustworthy.”

Mujin’s eyebrows twitched at Jin Muwon’s words. Then Muhae next to me shouted.

“Don’t listen to him, death penalty! This guy is extremely insidious! They will definitely do something! “You must be executed right here!”

“Yes, death penalty! “He uses bizarre martial arts and has excellent heart, so it would be right to subdue him as quickly as possible!”

Even Muwol came forward and raised his voice.

For a moment, Jin Mu-won’s eyes glowed in the darkness.

‘also!’

It was Jin Mu-won who had heard all about the situation from Ham Ji-pyeong, the owner of Namhae Guesthouse. It was such an amazing fact that I didn’t know how much to believe what he said, but now I can be sure.

Everything he said was true. Now, Muhae and Muwol’s actions were proving that fact.

‘then?’

Jin Mu-won sent a message to Kwak Mun-jeong.

[Just in case, you should go to Namhae Gaekjan now.]

Kwak Mun-jeong silently nodded as if he understood and then quietly stepped back.

At that moment, Mujin walked towards Jinmuwon.

“What are we going to do? Will you rebel, or will you be submissive?”

Jin Mu-won quietly shook his head.

Whatever the circumstances, Jin Mu-won is the last gate lord of Beukcheon Gate. Personally, I could have kneeled down, but I couldn’t. Even for Hwang Cheol or Kwak Mun-jeong.

“In the end, you are saying that you will choose punishment.”

“Before that, let me ask you one thing.”

“something?”

“Have you heard the story of why your priests are here?”

In an instant, Muhae and Muwol’s complexions changed completely.

“I don’t need to hear any more of that guy’s sophistry, death! “He is a very handsome guy!”

Muhae opened his fist towards Jin Muwon. Then Muwol and the other priests rushed towards Jinmuwon at once.

Shhh!

Kwon Young and Geom Young filled the air and put pressure on Jin Muwon. Mujin frowned at that sight. This is because he did not like the actions of Muhae and others who dared to act before he, the great brother, had even finished speaking. However, it was too late to stop him now, so he just watched for now.

Although one shoulder was dislocated, Muhae and Muwol’s fighting skills were exquisite. With other priests joining in, the majesty was enormous.

Sigh!

The bamboo sword split the air, and the cold fists of Muhae and Muwol penetrated between them. It was a joint project with no water leaks. Seeing that, Mujin nodded without realizing it.

Each individual’s inaction may be slightly inferior, but their joint work perfectly makes up for each other’s shortcomings. However, Jin Mu-won was moving freely even in their joint attack.

The way he walked, flapping his red-brown military uniform, looked like someone who had just gone out for a walk. Mujin unconsciously let out an exclamation at the sight of his freedom, unable to be caught or restrained.

Although he was not performing any special martial arts techniques or using standard walking techniques, none of the disciples of the communal sect could even lay a finger on his body.

Mujin muttered without realizing it.

“It’s like the wind.”

This was the first time he was impressed by the enemy he had to face.

martial arts,