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The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything Chapter 43

A first class warrior gathering people (2)[ ... words ]

The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything Chapter 43

A first class warrior gathering people (2)[ … words ]

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I had seen Namgung Seon-hwa and Seong Mo-ran, who were considered the three beauties of Anhui, a short while ago, but their radiance paled in front of her.

A white naked body that seemed to have jumped out of a painting. Features that formed a dense and perfect harmony. Hair like ebony, and gold ornaments that covered her secret places precariously with every step she took.

Distinguishing between men and women, no one could maintain their reason in front of her beauty.

Tremble, tremble, tremble.

Even though I was not conscious of it, my body was shaking uncontrollably.

-Since you have entered this difficult path, I must reward you.

She, who had been stroking her lips with her finger like a shy girl, spread both her arms.

At the same time, an irresistible desire was surging up.

It was like a person who had not been able to sleep for seven days and nights, as if this bed were right in front of them, or like a person who had not been able to eat anything for a month, with a feast of delicacies right in front of them.

“……Ahem, that is impressive. Have you been blocking intruders in this way for all that long?”

-Intruders? I have never thought of them as such even once. To me, they were all precious guests.

I asked, pointing to the skeletons piled up on one side.

“Isn’t your guest reception a bit too excessive?”

She pouted her lips and crossed her arms.

Every time she made a small movement, my body tried to move on its own, and I had to desperately pull up the Tae-eul-jin-gyeong to restrain it.

-What am I to do when they desire this body until they die?

As she twisted her body strangely and made a sullen expression, even the Tae-eul-jin-gyeong, which I was barely managing to circulate, was on the verge of being cut off completely.

‘Just how powerful is her spiritual power….’

No matter how low my achievement was, I was surprised that the movement of the Tae-eul-jin-gyeong, which was based on the truth of all creation, had stopped for a moment, so I focused my mind and desperately continued the circulation of energy.

She spoke with an expression as if she had seen something strange for some reason.

-To still maintain your reason, you are an amazing child. Are you a disciple of Shaolin? Are you a disciple of Wudang?

“Neither. What on earth are you doing?”

-It is called Hyeonhok-tamsek-gong (Enticement Searching Technique). It is a peerless martial art that is said to make even an immortal who has ascended to heaven fall back into the mundane world.

“Hmph.”

When the name of the legendary erotic art of the Hwanlak-gung (Pleasure Palace), which had disappeared thirteen hundred years ago, popped out of her mouth, I could only gasp.

“Really, have you been living since the Wol Kingdom?”

-Do you dislike a woman who never ages in her lifetime?

The woman who approached step by step was certain that her opponent could not move.

-Among those bones, there were the bones of the old men of Songsan, and there was also a Wudang Taoist who was about to ascend. So, you do not need to blame yourself too much.

Every time her hand touched my skin, starting from my face, it felt like the blood in my whole body was rushing to the lower part.

She took out a golden dagger she had been wearing around her waist and tried to stab my heart at once.

Thwack.

-How?

The woman was startled to see her hand caught in my left hand.

“I have not cultivated my mind like the old masters of Shaolin, but I possess something like this.”

I showed her the Bokmabu (Demon-suppressing talisman) blazing on my right hand.

It was the reason I had changed my direction from my original destination and gone to this place where there was supposedly a ghost.

The Bokmabu handed over by the Hyeongsan Sect absorbed the woman’s demonic energy, burned it, and allowed me to escape from the demonic energy for a moment.

-You are playing petty tricks.

I unfolded the Manhwa-mujeok-gwon (Ten Thousand Transformations Invincible Fist) and poured out twenty fist shapes in an instant.

The gold ornaments, unable to withstand the shock, scattered and fell in all directions.

-You are a lewd child.

The woman seemed to have suffered no damage at all.

Her form as she rushed in was clearly not of the nature of a movement technique or footwork, but a normal movement, yet it was as fast as those who used top-tier movement techniques.

Boom.

I barely managed to push her form away, but I could not collect my wits at the movement of the woman, who spun her body in the air like a cat and rushed in again.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

I rolled in all directions like a ball played with by a cat due to her rough touch.

“What kind of harmony are you performing?”

Although her movements and attack stances were not of the nature of martial arts, their destructive power far exceeded that of Seong Mo-hyeon, which I had received at the Cheolgeom-mun.

-Did it seem like there were any non-masters among those who came to find me?

The very fact that they could break through this rugged terrain and enter must already be a level that surpassed the ordinary.

The fact that they met their deaths meant that her power was by no means ordinary.

The effect of the Bokmabu was gradually fading, and my body began to stiffen.

Just as I was about to take out another Bokmabu and hold it in my hand, she, who had kicked off the wall, shot in like a ghost.

“This!”

I desperately twisted my body and pushed her body in the direction she was rushing with the technique of a lotus flower (Yeonhwa).

At the same time, the Bokmabu I had intended to hold in my hand got stuck onto her body.

-Kyaaaaaaak!

For the first time, she let out a blood-curdling scream and slapped off the small spark attached to her body.

The Bokmabu fell off quickly, but for some reason, the place where the Bokmabu had been attached had turned into a dried-up mummy instead of firm flesh.

“That was your true form.”

-…My mind has changed. I will chew you up thoroughly.

Red light flashed in her two eyes, and her hair rose up in all directions.

The beautiful appearance was gone, and she rushed in as a manifested evil spirit of hell.

“I received a rather grand gift this time.”

I held the Bokmabu in both hands and extended the Manhwa-mujeok-gwon into a palm strike.

Although the power was greatly reduced compared to the fist form, over a dozen palm shapes appeared in the air in an instant.

As expected, the woman, who had not learned martial arts, could not distinguish which was real and which was an illusion.

-Kyaaaaaaak!

The woman with fire attached to her arms and legs.

While she was stomping her feet [N O V E L I G H T] trying to put out the fire, two more Bokmabu were attached to her shoulder and back.

-Kyaaaaaaaaaaak-

With a sound like scraping metal, her whole body began to burn.

-No! No! This is all mine! Everything here is also mine!

When the fire on her body would not grow any larger, she threw her body onto the pile of treasures and struggled not to be taken.

“Now, stop and live according to the laws of time.”

When I attached the last Bokmabu to her head, her body burned up in an instant as if it had become a single talisman, and it disappeared into ash in a flash.

-It is resentful…… It is resentful.

After Wol-hyang’s body disappeared into ash, a black bead remained in its place.

“The shape is strange for it to be an internal core (Naedan)?”

As I held the bead in my hand, a massive amount of energy began to pour in.

“Oh?”

The energy that poured in without end was Seoncheon-jingi (Primordial True Energy), which is responsible for the root of human life.

“Hah. Was this the secret to immortality?”

As the primordial energy filled every corner of my body, even the impurities that I could not drive out with the Mitaseongsu vaporized through my pores.

As energy overflowed, fear disappeared.

It was energy enough to deal with the strong people I had seen so far throughout my past life, not only the Taecheong-sin-geom but also the Peak Master of Sahwangbong, and furthermore, the Black Lion Gwak Gung, the Young Cult Leader of the Demonic Cult, as much as I wanted.

“I am obtaining such a miraculous encounter here.”

There was no longer any need for mechanism formations or miraculous medicines.

With this bead, I was confident that I could protect the world and cut off all the necks of the Demonic Cult.

“Now then.”

I raised my sword and swung it diagonally twice through the passage.

Even though I swung it without any martial art form, the sword energy appeared like sword steel (Geomgang), and it made a sound like thunder.

Kwagwagwang. Bang. Bang.

All the mechanism formations were cut off, and the passage became twice as large as when I entered.

I no longer needed gold and silver treasures either.

Does someone with absolute power not become free from everything?

Even if it were monetary power, it could not bind me.

The moment I stepped toward the passage without hesitation.

Twitch.

Suddenly, the primordial energy of my whole body escaped, and I began to sag powerlessly.

From the bead in my hand, only a small cold energy was rising.

“…….”

I took two steps back again.

I am omnipotent! I am invincible! Whether it is the Demonic Cult or the Murim Alliance, they will have no choice but to maintain peace under me.

Confidence is rising.

I walked two steps forward confidently again.

“…….”

I looked around.

The gold ornaments scattered during the battle were scattered everywhere.

“I must scrape them up without leaving a single one.”

Since I am not free from anything, monetary power was also absolutely necessary.

I descended Guryong Mountain and headed back to Agyang.

I took the two stone coffins containing the treasures, lengthened the Cheonjam-sa (Heavenly Silkworm Thread) I had taken out of the Biryong-jo, and shouldered them.

In this period, many wars were taking place in the north, and there was a custom of sending people who died in the war back to their hometowns, so people did not see the appearance of carrying stone coffins as strange, but there was an appearance of avoiding them.

As I shouldered the stone coffins and entered a fabric store in Agyang, the noble ladies who were purchasing fabric inside frowned and clicked their tongues one by one.

“What on earth is that?”

“What are you doing? Why don’t you block people like that from coming in.”

“I don’t know if they want to do business or not.”

Yang Gun-baek, who was chatting with the ladies and selling expensive silk, made eye contact with me, then opened his mouth wide and came rushing out.

“You finally came!”

Yang Gun-baek suddenly grabbed the stone coffins and burst into tears.

The ladies, perhaps having expected it to some extent due to his sudden behavior, had pitiful expressions.

“It is my younger brother who was dragged to the north for military service. Because I didn’t have money, I couldn’t find a proper escort agency, so he has only now arrived.”

As Yang Gun-baek shed tears like a stream, the noble ladies also began to shed tears along with him.

“You have come well. You have come very well.”

Saying that, Yang Gun-baek winked at me.

“Even though you are a person who doesn’t say whether you are coming or going, I was still quite surprised this time.”

Yang Gun-baek said while drinking tea.

“You didn’t seem surprised at all?”

“Stone coffins in a place where the wives of high-ranking officials come and go. Young Master Soun, your pranks are truly excessive.”

He was a person who was not ordinary, as it had been last time as well.

“Anyway, what brings you here?”

“I have a favor to ask, and please handle this as well.”

I hit the stone coffin. Yang Gun-baek tilted his head.

“It would have been better to just bury the corpse deep in the ground. Do you perhaps need Hwagolsan (Bone-melting Powder)?”

Instead of answering, I lightly opened the stone coffin.

“Gasp!”

Yang Gun-baek’s eyes widened.

“The one below is also the same thing.”

At my words, Yang Gun-baek looked at me and the treasure filling the stone coffin alternately, saying he could not believe it.

Yang Gun-baek spread the jewels one by one, laying them on the floor.

It was a stark contrast to how I had shoved them into the stone coffin as if collecting fallen leaves.

“Truly, Young Master Soun, you are an amazing person.”

“How much can I receive?”

At my question, Yang Gun-baek fell into deep thought and calculated for a long time before speaking.

“How about twenty thousand nyang of gold?”

“…….”

“Do you not like it?”

It was exactly the opposite.

The weight and value of the treasure I had calculated were roughly ten thousand nyang.

However, considering that when the Heukjeom (Black Point/Market) makes a purchase, they usually catch the value of the item in a way that is advantageous to them, from the perspective of the Heukjeom, it was giving it while taking a loss.

“It is a value that is exactly twice the market price. Does the Heukjeom calculate in this way?”

“Please think of it as repaying a favor.”

Yang Gun-baek hid both hands in his sleeves and respectfully raised both arms.

“This……”

“Do you not like it?”

“No. It is because what I said I would ask of you is related to that ‘favor’.”

The Haomun owed me a great debt due to this incident.

The Dark Murim forces, including the Namgung Clan, had tried to hold the Gaebang (Beggar Sect) and Haomun, who had sold the map, responsible.

“……I think it cannot be repaid with this amount of value, but could you please ask for some understanding?”

It was a part that was understandable to some extent.

In the end, it was settled because I came out, but unlike the Gaebang, which is a member of the Nine Sects and One Clan, it was true that the Haomun had suffered some damage.

“It seems there was a misunderstanding in my words. I was saying that I wanted to become a ‘guest’ (Sikgaek) of the Haomun.”

“…….”

The Haomun has no physical existence. Therefore, there is no guest who stays and solves room and board.

A person who calls himself a guest in such a Haomun refers to a precious guest whom the sect called Haomun considers the benefit of the target first before calculating its own interest.

“……I do not know how you knew, but that is not the authority of a person like me.”

“If Great Hero Yang Gun-baek, the 11th disciple of the Haomunju (Haomun Leader), does not have authority, then who in the Haomun has authority?”

“!!”

The confusion of not knowing how I knew his identity, and the appearance of worrying about whether to kill me or not.

“I hope we don’t look at each other with suspicion over things like this. I also want to become a guest because there is a field where I can be of help to the Haomun.”

“……The question of how you knew would be meaningless, wouldn’t it?”

Instead of answering, I nodded.

“Sigh, truly, they said it is not good for your lifespan to be surprised so often. You are truly a bad friend.”

“Gaebang.”

“……?”

“I will give you the Gaebang.”

The records of the future I know were slightly twisting subtly.

In order to confirm what effect these twisted things will have on the future, I needed an opponent who would collect information about the world.

“…….”

“You cannot decide in this place right now, can you?”

Even in history, there are only a handful of people who have obtained the position of guest of the Haomun.

And most of them are those who have transcended the super-peak and reached the realm of the Talin (Transcendent).

Literally, most of them are those who can annihilate the Haomun if the Haomun does not cooperate.

“I will consider the favor repaid by you telling the Haomunju.”

“…….”

“And this is my gift.”

I handed over a document in which the one-year plan of the Gaebang of this period was written.

“…….”

A gaze that cannot be easily believed. But if he investigates just a little, he will definitely be able to know that the contents of the document are the truth.

“Then shall we finish the calculation? As I just said, the favor has been repaid, so you can just give me ten thousand nyang.”

“……Can I make a deal with a benefactor? Please accept this.”

A strategy not to leave a debt until the end.

Like that, Yang Gun-baek took out a bundle of bearer promissory notes divided into small amounts from his bosom.

“……Even so, I will try telling the Munju (Leader).”

I didn’t intend to get everything from the beginning.

Because it is necessary to make my existence known to the opponent step by step, and at the same time, it is necessary for me to have a process of getting to know the opponent.

“It couldn’t be better.”

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The Genius Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything

The Genius Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything

The Genius Warrior Who Remembers Everything, The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything, 모든걸 기억하는 천재무사
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
Jin Sowoon, the Third-Rate Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything, Returns to the Past—30 Years Before the Demonic Cult’s Resurrection. “The fact that I’ve returned to the past… doesn’t exactly seem like a divine sign telling me to save the world. If it were, they’d have at least given me some special power or maybe attached the soul of someone like Zhang Sanfeng, right?” A hopeless third-rate sect. Talent in martial arts so poor it couldn’t be lower. I’ve returned, sure—but the cards I hold are far too weak to celebrate. “…I’m screwed.” Thus begins Jin Sowoon’s desperate struggle to change a doomed future.

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