The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 276

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 275

Bound for Heaven

Yuseongwu, who had entered the cave behind the waterfall, bit into a piece of fruit and blinked.

“Delicious.”

It was a fruit with a taste he had never experienced before.

He devoured one in an instant, set the rest down beside him, and closed his eyes comfortably.

‘What I lack right now is the ability to handle divinity.’

He had killed twelve gods and absorbed their divinity.

The gods’ divinity was similar to or slightly higher than the demonic gods he had faced in the other world.

Even though he only absorbed a portion, it was more than all the divinity he had gathered on Earth so far.

Trying to digest it all at once was naturally straining his body.

To steal someone else’s divinity and make it your own, the process of converting it into something of your own was essential.

In the current situation, if he just kept accumulating it, he wouldn’t be able to digest it all, and his body would explode.

Or, something would happen while fighting Susanoo, or anyway, there would only be exploding options.

Yuseongwu took a deep breath and contemplated the divinity within him.

The divinity he had absorbed so far was mixed together and clumped into one.

Forces that seemed like a mass of chaos were miraculously gathered without exploding.

‘…Now, these things.’

He had to make them his own power.

He had to completely digest them and process them so that he could wield them.

He instinctively recognized that unrefined, raw energy would not help him complete his divinity.

Achieving himself as a divinity meant completing the process of training himself into one result.

If he didn’t go through that process, he would end up as just another minor god.

“Hoo…”

Exhaling all the breath he had inhaled, he contemplated his soul, following his divinity.

The soul, which had been extremely unstable while crossing dimensions, was now almost complete.

The soul’s tier itself had surpassed its prime, and if he were to fight the demonic gods of the other world again…

‘I would win unconditionally in a one-on-one fight.’

Even if he fought the goddess he had made a deal with to defeat the demonic gods, he was now confident that he wouldn’t be miserably defeated.

Recognizing that he had become that strong, he divided the mixed divinity and slowly injected it into his soul.

He filled the cracks in his soul with divinity.

Slowly and carefully, like gluing broken glass.

So that he could become one with himself and wield that power.

As he continued the process of injecting divinity into his soul for some time, at some point, the flow of divinity began to change strangely.

The seven swords embedded in his soul greedily sucked up the divinity that flowed through his soul.

‘…!’

If this situation continued, the balance would collapse.

He was barely maintaining balance right now, but if all the divinity was sucked away by the swords like this.

The divinity possessed by the swords would become larger than his soul, forming an unbalanced shape.

If that happened, there was a possibility that he would lose his ego.

“Do you think I’ll let you do as you please?”

These bastards have become lax because I’ve been too lenient lately.

It was time to restore the disrupted discipline.

Yuseongwu pulled the divinity that the swords were sucking away back to his side.

A tense tug-of-war began, but it didn’t last long.

He couldn’t even remember how long he had been continuing this kind of relationship.

‘The initiative has always been mine.’

Trying to beat a living person with just swords.

Yuseongwu’s will flowed out along with powerful aura.

His will to not tolerate anyone who tried to resist was clearly conveyed to the swords.

Whether they had an ego or not.

Having spent a long time with Yuseongwu, they knew what he wanted.

The swords screamed.

-Hey, we just wanted to eat together! You bad bastard!

-Die! Die! Die! Die! It’s mine!

-I can become stronger!

-Justice realization! Justice realization! Justice─realization!

These noisy bastards.

However, since they were destined to be together until death, he beat them with aura just enough so they wouldn’t break.

After a period of such power struggle, the ones who gave up were naturally the swords.

-Okay, you do everything! Ugh, you dog-like human….

-I’m, I’m dying! I’m dying!

-I don’t want to get any harder.

-I could have become a tooth that pierces the sky….

-Justice… is dead.

These bastards.

Yuseongwu left the calmed swords alone and kneaded the divinity that filled his soul.

He reduced the impurities in the accumulated divinity to make it easier to absorb completely.

The purity of divinity was necessary to complete even higher divinity.

‘Divinity is the karma to complete a god…’

If he wanted to become a god related to swords, but mixed divinity unrelated to swords to complete it, it would be an imperfect god.

Yuseongwu was completing his divinity through the karma he gained by slaying gods, but there were many unnecessary things among the divinity absorbed by Ilsaeng and Heuksa [names of his swords].

Like the ‘100 Consecutive Curses’ he obtained by killing ‘Goinhyeongjusin’ [a specific god he defeated].

After going through the process of discarding such things several times, he absorbed only the compatible and pure divinity.

“Hoo…”

He inhaled and exhaled.

He repeated a series of processes dozens of times, slowly and completely making the divinity he obtained by killing gods his own.

He felt the universe within him growing larger as he absorbed divinity.

Becoming a god meant completing a world.

Establishing a world through a unique world, and expanding the world with divinity.

Only by completing a world, a universe, within oneself could one become a god.

It would be different if one was born as a god through the faith of numerous believers.

“My world…”

What kind of world would that be?

He still hadn’t completed his world.

He could implement a unique world by borrowing the memories of the swords, but that was the world of the swords.

It wasn’t the world of ‘Yuseongwu’.

He constantly contemplated and worried about his world.

But it was still incomplete.

He knew the reason why, but….

This was something he needed to think about more. The moment he completed and established his world, there would be no turning back.

As he continued to absorb divinity for a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

After removing all the impurities from the divinity of twelve gods and absorbing it, perhaps only about one-fifth remained.

Much of the divinity he had accumulated so far was lost.

But he wasn’t disappointed.

If he steadily accumulated them one by one like this, he would gain strength that no one could dare to approach.

“…Hmm.”

Since he had also shaken off the impurities from the divinity he had accumulated haphazardly until now on this occasion, he felt a highly pure divinity bubbling up from within his body.

It felt like it would burst out at any moment.

It resonated with his will more quickly than before, and the precision was also further enhanced.

If he continued to accumulate divinity in this way, what could he become at the end?

Yuseongwu got up from his seat.

Picking up a fruit that was rolling around nearby, he crunched it and frowned.

“It seems a bit mushy…”

The taste was the same, but it was mushy.

How much time had passed for the fruit to become mushy?

He threw the fruit he had eaten a few bites of on the floor and walked towards the waterfall.

And right in front of the exit, he summoned Ilsaeng, held it, and took a deep breath.

The first battle after absorbing divinity.

Moreover, it was against an opponent that Shuten-doji struggled against.

His blood boiled. He wanted to rush out right now and test what he had achieved.

‘I’m still a kid.’

Yuseongwu smiled and gritted his teeth, kicking off the ground.

There was no sound.

However, he instantly left the cave, the waterfall, and the dragon’s pool, and reached the tracksuit girl with a sly smile on the shore and swung his sword.

‘Who is it?’

There was no time to think.

Seeing that she had beaten Shuten-doji to a pulp, she must be an enemy.

A red afterimage was drawn in the air.

Yuseongwu’s sword tip was aimed at the girl’s nape.

Whether the one in front of him was a girl or an old woman, it was clear that she was an enemy to be cut down.

He unleashed a sword containing the will to kill her, imbued with murderous intent.

One move unfolding in a world of less than 0 seconds, in the world of commas.

Reaching the girl from the cave and swinging the sword, 1 second was too generous of a time.

The supersonic sword that sound couldn’t keep up with was heading towards the girl with a flustered expression.

However, even in that world, the girl managed to react.

She turned her head to get out of the sword’s trajectory and extended her fist.

Her nimble reaction showed that beating Shuten-doji was no accident.

Yuseongwu’s sword brushed past the girl, and her fist struck his side, but he also reacted.

However, the girl’s fist, which seemed like a light punch, was by no means light.

It was as if he had been struck down by a huge mountain, and although he blocked it with his hand, Yuseongwu flew backward, rolled on the floor, and stood up.

“…Strong. Is she one of the guys living on the 4th floor of Takamagahara [heaven in Japanese mythology]?”

Yuseongwu spat out the blood that had pooled in his mouth and swung his sword around.

Shuten-doji, who was lying sprawled out in a mess at his appearance, chuckled and said.

“No, it’s the 5th floor.”

“If it’s the 5th floor, does that mean she’s one of the Three Noble Children [highest ranking deities in Shinto]?”

“Yes. The god in front of you is the undisputed supreme god of the Japanese Sacred God Clan, the famous sun goddess Amaterasu Omikami.”

“…Why is someone like that on the 3rd floor?”

“How would I know? Well, it seems like she came because of you.”

He should have shouted to run away the moment Yuseongwu popped out.

His speed was so fast that there was no time to react.

Shuten-doji struggled to sit up and said.

“Well, now that it’s come to this, you and I are both dead. Shall we drink some alcohol before we go…”

Saying that, he picked up a bottle of alcohol and a glass with trembling hands and poured himself a drink.

Yuseongwu chuckled at his appearance like a crazy alcoholic and said.

“How long has it been since I went into the cave?”

“Two days. It was very difficult to stop that crazy god for two days.”

“I didn’t know it had been that long…”

“You bastards! Whispering together without me!”

Amaterasu raised her voice and walked towards the two of them.

She touched her neck and frowned.

Blood was묻어 나왔다 [묻어 나왔다 is Korean for ‘smeared’].

She hadn’t bled in thousands of years.

Moreover, it took quite a while to heal the scratch.

‘Annoying divinity. Or is it the characteristic of the sword?’

Amaterasu looked at Ilsaeng held by Yuseongwu.

She felt an enormous amount of karma from killing.

How much blood had it absorbed for the sword’s blade to be dyed red?

She smiled brightly and said.

“So you’re the one who’s disturbing Takamagahara. Well, I don’t really care if a few people disappear… but I’m in a position to manage Takamagahara.”

“Then you should have managed it better. There were too many unnecessary gods, so I just trimmed the branches.”

“Do you think so? That’s right, if there are about eight million, wouldn’t about 1 percent be unnecessary?”

“10 percent could disappear.”

Thinking about it, 10 percent was too little. Even if only eight people were left, it would be fine.

Eight million gods.

No matter how I think about it, there are too many.

Amaterasu chuckled at Yuseongwu’s words and continued.

The face that had been smiling brightly until just now disappeared, replaced by a cold expression.

“The authority to trim the branches of Takamagahara rests solely with me. Shall we see if you have the skills to put those words in your mouth?”