Vol 2 Chapter 60. Tell the Emperor to Come Out, The Emperor! (1)
Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s Sect Leader Do Gwang.
He was happy right now.
No, beyond happy, he felt like he was dreaming.
“Oh…. You did well. You did really well. So Jil.”
“It is all thanks to Master’s teachings.”
“Hahaha. You raised the sect’s name high. Uhahaha.”
He bent his waist looking at the sky and laughed joyfully.
If he could, he wanted to make a statue of this cute disciple.
Not only did he defeat a disciple of the Nine Sects One Gang and advance to the main round, but he also defeated a disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect, which was gaining fame through this martial arts tournament.
How could he not be happy about this?
He felt like dancing in joy. If there is one doubt….
“Ahem, just when did you come to possess such skill?”
This was the question.
Honestly, the So Jil he knew did not possess such outstanding skill.
But he defeated the formidable disciples of the Nine Sects and Five Great Families, and this time defeated a disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect currently flying in fame.
Originally, the disciple’s skill he knew was absolutely not to that extent.
“That is…. That….”
So Jil hesitated, unable to answer his master’s question.
Then Do Gwang found the answer himself and patted his disciple’s shoulder.
“Hahaha. You must have trained diligently where others didn't see. Isn't that right?”
“I am embarrassed.”
“Uhahaha. To be humble as well. Whose disciple is so commendable in every single act?”
It was the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Leader laughing joyfully as if losing his mind.
And at a place slightly away from there….
“I am sorry. Eldest Senior Brother. I ended up losing.”
Sanghun went to Mun Yul and apologized with his head bowed. Mun Yul spoke to such Sanghun as if he still couldn't believe it.
“Were you perhaps careless?”
“That is not so. I did my best.”
“Then that Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciple called So Jil is stronger than you?”
“…Yes. That is so.”
Sanghun admitting calmly.
And Mun Yul’s gaze headed towards Sanghun receiving congratulations from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect members.
Of course, Mun Yul also watched the match.
The skill of that disciple called So Jil shown against Sanghun was honestly beyond guessing. However….
“Uhaha. Well done. Well done! Anyway, well done!”
“Kugh…. Master…. Thanks…. Kugh….”
Seeing him swaying every time his Sect Leader patted his shoulder and back, he couldn't believe he defeated Sanghun.
And it was then.
“What are you guys gathering here for?”
The Great Demon descended…. No, Patrick came down from the VIP seats.
Instantly, Sanghun’s face became pale.
Since he was defeated by a disciple of a nameless sect he had never heard of, there is no way ‘that Worshipped Duke’ would leave him alone.
[You were defeated? And by a guy never heard of or seen anywhere? Wow. Our Sanghun must have had easy training meanwhile? Huh?]
It is a sufficiently possible thing.
No, it was a thing that would certainly happen.
‘Da… Dangerous.’
Sanghun quickly looked for Mun Yul and Yun-a.
If fellow disciples cover for him at a time like this, the punishment might be a bit lighter….
“Yun-a. What is today’s lunch?”
“I don’t know? Shall we ask?”
“No, let’s go see it ourselves. I’m getting hungry.”
“Then let’s do that.”
…The affection of fellow disciples perished.
Watching the two frantically avoiding his gaze to not be involved with him even a little, Sanghun felt severe betrayal.
And the Great Demon’s voice rings in such Sanghun’s ear.
“Hun.”
A sense of life crisis is felt.
Sanghun decided to prostrate flat and beg first.
A person has to live, right?
“So… rry….”
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
“…….”
What? Why ask where I'm hurt?
Is it an expression that if I'm not hurt, he will make me hurt?
Not only Sanghun but also Mun Yul and Yun-a who were feigning ignorance made astonished expressions.
Sweet consolation towards a disciple defeated in a match?
It might be natural and common for other sects, but for Twin Dragon Sect’s Worshipped Duke Patrick Schneider, it is an impossible thing.
Even this is not the end.
“Do not be heartbroken. You did enough. It was just that the match luck was bad.”
“…Yes.”
“Think that you had a good experience, and use today’s experience as manure to devote yourself more.”
“Yes. Worshipped Duke.”
“Right. Good work.”
What is this? What is this?
Is this wholesome, common-sense, and considerate conversation truly words flowing out of that Patrick Schneider’s mouth?
How is that possible?
Is it not a bizarre phenomenon going against the providence of Mother Nature?
‘Surely?’
At this time, one assumption came to Mun Yul’s mind. Then he quickly drew twin swords from behind his back and shouted.
“You fake, reveal your identity…. Kugh!”
Starting with Patrick’s heel falling on Mun Yul’s crown….
“Is this kid taking after Knight A? His condition is getting worse day by day!”
“Kugh… Urgh…. Wa… Wait….”
Countless fists minced Mun Yul’s whole body.
“A guy who is nominally the Head Disciple.”
“M… My mistak….”
“Enough, just die today, die!”
“Aaaah! Spa… re… Ack!”
It was the real Patrick.
* * *
The martial arts tournament continued.
Young rising stars competed for supremacy, the winners went up, and the losers stepped back.
And while repeating these matches, the meeting of sect leaders, which had been deadlocked by uncompromising meetings meanwhile, began to compromise little by little.
It played a part that Shaolin’s Abbot, the Divine Monk, stepped forward and revealed his intention to take on the Murim Alliance Leader position himself if things were going to be this sluggish.
Strictly speaking, Shaolin was a sect taking a part of the Nine Sects, but beyond that, it is a sect that has kept the center called the Mount Tai and North Star of Murim.
Furthermore, amidst the situation where emotions deepened with Namgung and Wudang at the forefront, both sides did not carelessly guard against the third party appearing.
The practical reason of not wanting to increase enemies uselessly and the psychological reason that Shaolin doing it is better than the other side doing it worked.
And the martial arts tournament finally greeted the Semi-finals.
Emei Sect’s Emei White Phoenix Im Yeon-hwa.
Namgung Clan’s Azure Sky Sword Dragon Namgung Jin.
Twin Dragon Sect’s Mun Yul.
Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s So Jil.
Unexpectedly, two disciples of small and medium sects remained in the Semi-finals.
Even though Mun Yul and So Jil were nameless soldiers without particular titles.
Like that, the matchups for the Semi-finals were decided as Mun Yul and So Jil fighting first, and then Im Yeon-hwa and Namgung Jin fighting.
And on the evening before the Semi-finals.
Patrick called Mun Yul and spoke.
“How is it? Are you confident?”
“Are you talking about tomorrow’s match?”
“Then would I ask about tomorrow’s weather instead of tomorrow’s match?”
“Groan….”
Does he have to say it like that even when speaking?
Mun Yul, who let out a sigh meaning that, spoke.
“Honestly, I do not know. I watched the match of the person called So Jil closely after that. However….”
“However?”
“Honestly, I cannot even gauge whether he is strong or weak. No, of course, since he defeated formidable people and rose to the Semi-finals, he must be strong. He must be strong, but….”
“…….”
Patrick did not urge and waited for Mun Yul’s words.
And Mun Yul, who organized his thoughts carefully, spoke.
“That person is a bit strange. I can only think like that.”
It is an answer that makes no sense even thinking about it himself.
Although he spoke honestly, since he gave a vague answer without a solution like this, that Great Demon wouldn't leave him al….
TAP.
Patrick’s hand touched Mun Yul’s head. And then….
PAT PAT.
What is this? This?
Mun Yul was astonished at Patrick’s touch patting his head. Looking up, there was….
“Impressive.”
There was Patrick praising him with a satisfied face.
“…Pardon?”
“In the first place, finding the exact answer with your discerning eye is impossible. But just feeling the incongruity is amazing enough.”
“…….”
What is this? Did I do something that amazing?
I just said I don't know because I don't know, but that is amazing?
Seeing the dumbfounded expression of Mun Yul, Patrick stood up from his seat and spoke.
“Leave the rest to me and you sleep early today.”
“Uh…. Where are you going?”
“Yeah, I have some business.”
“Business? What is that?”
At Mun Yul’s question, Patrick laughed with a smirk and muttered.
“I’m going to scold an adult who meanly interfered in kids’ fight.”
And Patrick, who went out the door, threw his body upward without giving the disciples behind him a chance to stop him.
* * *
Patrick, who came out of the room, ran with movement technique just like that and went outside Shaolin.
And arriving at one of the peaks of Songshan where human traces were rare, he smiled brightly and spoke.
“I came as called.”
“…….”
“Why don’t you say something?”
“…….”
The opponent Patrick was talking to was So Jil who had to spar with Mun Yul tomorrow.
However, the spirit emitted from his body was completely different from usual.
The usual young and bright appearance completely disappeared, and in the eyes of So Jil standing on the peak with the moon on his back looking down at Patrick, there was overflowing dignity and profundity that could not be described in words.
So Jil stared at Patrick blankly and spoke.
“Do you know who I am?”
“I don’t know at all?”
“…….”
“Just looking at the Divine Power or martial arts level emanating from the body, you are not a figure of the human world….”
Patrick pointed to the sky with his finger and spoke.
“It seems you came from up there.”
“…….”
“Is there a way for me to know the rest? So let’s hear the name. What is the name of you who tactlessly interfered where kids are playing?”
At Patrick’s question, So Jil.
No, someone residing inside So Jil spoke.
“My name is Lu Dongbin.”
SHING.
He drew his sword.
At that moment, the energy emitted from his body also changed completely.
As if saying this is indeed my true form. And in that state, he continued speaking.
“I am Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.”
Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.
One of the Eight Immortals and the number one swordsman of the Celestial Realm.
He appeared before Patrick borrowing the body of the young man named So Jil right now.
At the appearance of this giant, Patrick….
“A giant has arrived.”
Made a slightly surprised expression.
If the ones here were Taoist sect leaders instead of him, they would have fainted from emotion beyond astonishment.
The Eight Immortals, who can be called the root of Taoism.
Among them, for martial sects who hold the sword and cultivate martial arts, he is a model surpassing sect boundaries.
Isn't that exactly Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin?
He is the figure who first proved that one can achieve the Tao through the sword.
Countless Taoist sword sects in the Central Plains can be said to be sects created to follow the precedent called Lu Dongbin. If one could see such Lu Dongbin directly before their eyes….
‘Couldn’t I rip off some admission fees from the horse-noses?’
Is that thinking all you got?
Patrick stared at Lu Dongbin blankly and spoke.
“What is the reason for borrowing that child’s body? Does he perhaps have some amazing talent?”
“No. It is just chosen by chance.”
“Hmm….”
“He was praying at my shrine on the way to Shaolin, so I descended then.”
“Tsk tsk, possessed by an evil spirit.”
Even if one searches the entire Central Plains, this guy would be the only one treating the mighty Lu Dongbin as an evil spirit.
Lu Dongbin’s eyebrows twitched.
“Evil spirit….”
“No, let’s be straight. If you stick arbitrarily without permission, that’s an evil spirit, right? Is it a righteous spirit? Don’t you agree?”
Veins began to stand on Lu Dongbin’s forehead.
He already heard and knew he was such a human. But facing him right before his eyes….
‘He truly possesses excellent talent for pissing people off.’
Even himself, nominally an immortal, gets pissed off like this, so how much more would ordinary people be?
Lu Dongbin decided to handle his business without answering to not get entangled in what Patrick said.
“As a messenger of the Celestial Realm, I convey the Jade Emperor’s command to Patrick Schneider.”
“Just say it for now.”
Since I’ll listen.
To Patrick with such an attitude, Lu Dongbin spoke.
“You are an outsider staying in our world to catch and seal or destroy the Blood Demon’s avatar or main body.”
“Keep going.”
“However, after coming to this world, you are only accumulating minimum causality within an extremely narrow activity range. You are making no effort to find the Blood Demon.”
“Say more.”
“Thus, I convey the Jade Emperor’s command.”
“Command….”
“From now on, do not waste time in vain and quickly find the Blood Demon’s traces to resolve the problem.”
When Lu Dongbin’s words ended, Patrick laughed with a smirk and spoke.
“Are you done?”
“That is so.”
“I see.”
Patrick smiled brightly.
And he continued speaking….
“Well, I have a lot to say too. A lot, but….”
“A lot?”
“There is one thing to do before that.”
“What is that?”
At Lu Dongbin’s question, Patrick smiled brightly receiving the moonlight fully on his face.
And he spoke.
“Let’s get hit first.”
Simultaneously with that, Patrick’s body disappeared.
Immediately after that….
CLANG!
A clear sword cry rang out as Patrick and Lu Dongbin clashed in the air.
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