Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 142

Nangseon Gihwandam – 141

A beat late, a sky-splitting roar erupted like a shockwave.

Through the gap, a violet aura slipped out to the side.

The form of the violet Kyoryong [a mythical dragon-like creature], only its head remaining.

It was Ji-chung.

His head was severed, and he was casting a desperate spell with a grimace.

[Damn it…!]

He had cast a forbidden spell at the cost of his vital essence, but with a single punch from that bastard, the crimson Kyoryongs shattered, engulfing even him.

The bastard’s fist, imbued with a bizarre five-colored aura, was like a well-honed masterpiece, tearing his body to pieces.

He didn’t know what kind of divine power it was, but he felt utterly wronged.

Especially since he was nearly killed by someone who had just entered the Eternal Realm.

With only his head remaining, Ji-chung used Shukuchi [a technique for rapid movement], fleeing at full speed.

Even with just his head, he could survive.

He would have to cast a spell to regenerate his body over hundreds of years, but he didn’t care.

What wouldn’t he do to survive?

But then, San-gun appeared before Ji-chung, flapping a pair of wings.

[How can he be so fast!!]

San-gun sneered at the flustered Ji-chung and flicked his finger, sending a small five-colored sword energy flying, shattering the bastard’s head.

Bang!

From the head, five Hwaryeongs [spiritual essences] scattered and fled.

San-gun scoffed and took out a scabbard from his chest, infusing it with spirit energy.

Instantly, the aura of the Hyeonhyeol Sword spread, immobilizing the five Hwaryeongs.

[S, spare me!]

Ignoring him, he absorbed the bastard’s Hwaryeongs into the scabbard. Ji-chung’s screams spread in all directions before disappearing.

“Hoo….”

Only then did San-gun release his tension and exhale a sigh of relief.

Inside him, fragments of them still swirled, yet to settle.

They were mixed together, becoming one with his body.

It was still extremely unstable, but if he rested and organized his consciousness, nothing would go wrong.

However, setting that aside, San-gun felt the impermanence of life.

Even after becoming a Taeseon [a high-level cultivator], they met their end helplessly due to a bizarre formation.

Moreover, they couldn’t even reincarnate.

Their souls themselves had permeated into San-gun’s body, becoming one.

San-gun felt truly sorrowful about that.

Thanks to them, he had ascended to the Eternal Realm and achieved Divine Sword Unification, completing Gyuncheonbohwa [a powerful technique].

Gyuncheonbohwa was too great for a Yeongmyeong Yuksa [a type of warrior] to possess, and he suspected that he had reached the Eternal Realm through that opportunity.

The same went for Cheonsibyeokgeop [a trial or tribulation].

Without the five-colored aura of Gyuncheonbohwa, it wouldn’t have been easy to endure.

But all of that was achieved through their sacrifice, so he couldn’t simply be happy.

“I might really become a sword.”

He shook his trembling hand.

The probability of ascending to the Celestial Realm and becoming a Divine Beast had increased.

There was no reason not to be happy.

But his expression was gloomy.

Their memories and emotions still surged intensely in his mind.

They had disappeared, but they had entered his body and remained as a sword.

The same went for their wishes.

Beloved lovers, their own sects.

And friends and family. The Great Dao [the fundamental nature of the universe].

It was truly sad and poignant.

“I didn’t dislike it, though….”

Just then, a gentle breeze blew.

The breeze, unaware of his feelings, tickled his cheek and lingered.

“Cough!”

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

His realm was not yet stable, and he had entered battle immediately after undergoing Cheongeop [a heavenly tribulation].

It was natural to suffer internal injuries.

He wanted to collapse and sleep right away, but he couldn’t.

He had achieved Talhyeong [a transformation], with horns on his head and a tail near his buttocks.

He could understand that much.

But wings suddenly sprouting was something even San-gun couldn’t comprehend.

“It’s no different from a Gungbiho [a mythical beast with wings].”

He was filled with bewilderment, but he had to postpone it for a while.

First, he was worried about Tam-hwa and Gwi-yul.

The connected consciousness hadn’t been severed, but he was anxious because he couldn’t see them.

San-gun flapped his wings and flew around, bringing back a crimson sphere.

Inside the crimson sphere, about the size of his head, was a faint trace of Tam-hwa.

After briefly examining it with Danryeong Geumjeong [a technique for spiritual examination], San-gun raised the corners of his lips, satisfied.

“It’s gnawing from the inside, so it’ll come out soon even if I leave it alone.”

It seemed like it would come out on its own in a month or two. The crimson sphere itself was no ordinary object, so it would be better to let Tam-hwa devour it.

After that.

An hour later, Gwi-yul was in San-gun’s arms, unconscious.

He seemed to have completely exhausted his strength, and his condition didn’t look good.

San-gun took out Hyeolbungs [a medicinal pill] and put it in Gwi-yul’s mouth before placing him in Gongjeonggang [a space-bending artifact].

He probably wouldn’t wake up for quite a while. He would have to treat him when the time was right.

And he brought over the double-edged axe that had fallen nearby. It was a Bonseonbeopbae [a treasure of a True Immortal], but since its owner was dead, he could use it with a little work.

“Was he a Geumshintang Yuksa [a warrior of the Golden Body Hall]?”

Since he was a Geumshintang, there would be no difference even if San-gun used it, and he could even give it to Gwi-yul or Tam-hwa.

It was then.

San-gun, who was examining with Danryeong Geumjeong, was startled for a moment and threw the axe into the sky.

Kwaaaang!!

Soon, the axe exploded, and the sky was dyed violet.

“That damn bastard.”

He had planted a Geumje [a forbidden seal] in the Bonseonbeopbae.

A trick to prevent the Bonseonbeopbae from falling into the hands of others after he died.

He almost got seriously hurt.

“Tsk, it would have been useful.”

He was furious, but what was the point of being angry at a dead man? Rather, he was disappointed that a useful Bopae [a magical artifact] had disappeared.

He looked around, but there was nothing to salvage. In the first place, the Yuksa didn’t use Bopae well, as if their bodies were their weapons. It wasn’t strange.

Soon, when he withdrew the Shinshik [spiritual senses] he had spread, Geomdoja [sword practitioners] approached him.

Among them were familiar faces.

“We can’t treat you carelessly anymore. We have to call you Daein [a term of respect].”

“Jang-cheon! I’m glad you’re safe.”

San-gun looked up at Jang-cheon.

He still had the appearance of a boy because he had only recently achieved Talhyeong.

San-gun used Biundungap [a transformation technique] to transform into a sturdy man and continued speaking.

“It was foolish to challenge the Eternal Realm.”

“I had no choice but to follow the orders of the Daibeopju [a high-ranking leader], who told me not to leave Daein’s side.”

Despite his grumbling, there was a faint smile on his lips.

At that, San-gun didn’t say anything more and patted his shoulder firmly.

He had challenged the Eternal Realm for his sake, so it could be said that he had risked his life.

San-gun was not unaware of the friendship that had arisen between them.

Unlike Chuk Mun-gyeong, who had tried to sell him out when he was at a crossroads of life and death.

After that, Man-ho and other Geomdoja cautiously approached and greeted him.

“Did you see Chuk Mun-gyeong and Chuk Man-daein?”

“Well, I haven’t seen them either.”

The same went for Man-ho.

San-gun briefly thought of them and then forgot about them. He didn’t want to think about them much. He still had Chuk-man’s Gagagyeong [a precious artifact], so he would come looking for it when the time came.

Chuk Mun-gyeong hadn’t even entered Geomryeongdo [Sword Spirit Island], let alone Chuk Man-daein.

“I can’t dare to keep up with Daein’s training speed. Suddenly ascending to the Eternal Realm and killing Hae-ryong Clan’s Elder Ji-chung. I’m a little scared now.”

“Were you just watching without helping? I would have liked you to lend a hand.”

At that, Jang-cheon smiled bitterly.

“There was no room for me to intervene. I can’t even use Shukuchi.”

That was true.

The difference between Yeongmyeong [a cultivation stage] and Yeonggeop [another cultivation stage] is Shukuchi.

The difference in spatial divine power is significant.

San-gun thought for a moment and handed him a strange talisman from his chest.

“This is….”

Cheonlima Yangbu [a talisman for enhanced speed].

It was no longer needed for San-gun, who had now ascended to the Eternal Realm.

“How can I receive this precious thing?”

Jang-cheon stubbornly refused, but he accepted it when he threatened to tear it up.

“Thank you. Yuksa.”

“It’s okay. I don’t need it anyway, and I have a few more.”

In any case, it could be replicated any number of times, and he had a few more.

He wouldn’t miss giving away one.

After dismissing the Geomdoja, San-gun went straight back to Geongeonsambong [a mountain peak].

* * *

A place where countless swords were placed.

An old man with white eyebrows reaching his chin slowly opened his eyes.

Before him was a golden greatsword, and the sword’s surface was densely covered with letters.

Then, suddenly, the greatsword trembled, and letters began to write themselves.

“The 36th Gyuncheonbohwa has appeared. Finally, the last vessel is complete!”

Soon, as he moved his lips, a character that condensed several letters floated up.

It was then drawn in the air, distorting and tearing the space, but suddenly the old man’s face frowned.

“Seonchukmun [a technique for summoning] doesn’t work?”

The old man, carefully examining the space with eyes that saw through everything, sighed.

“Ha, the heavens were opened by the laws of heaven and earth…! It seems that Cheongeop was performed in the middle of expanding the vessel? That’s why the space isn’t opening. This… then I can’t collect the vessel.”

The old man, after pondering, pointed to one of the tens of thousands of swords floating around and pulled it over.

Soon, he chanted Seonchukmun and allowed it to permeate into one sword, and the bizarre curved sword trembled and changed into a human form.

“You’ll have to suffer. Your realm is the lowest, so you won’t be bound by the laws of heaven and earth. Besides, I’ve made it so that bastard can’t escape Geomryeongdo anyway.”

“I obey!”

The Geomryeong then turned back into a curved sword, created lightning, and disappeared.

* * *

Three months later.

San-gun, who had recovered, was organizing things in a secret chamber.

Tam-hwa and Hwa-ran were also with him.

There were countless items in the Gongjeonggang of Yeonggeop Yuksa.

Because of that, they were throwing away what they didn’t need and classifying what was appropriate separately.

Then, Tam-hwa approached and held out her hand.

It was a large scale.

San-gun was puzzled but accepted it.

It seemed to be Ji-chung’s scale, but the color was silver, not violet.

“This is….”

Because the bastard’s size was large, it was a scale larger than a human body.

When San-gun tapped it, a heavy noise rang out as if hitting an iron plate.

“Isn’t it perhaps a Yeokrin [a reverse scale, a dragon’s weak point]?”

“Yeokrin? That can’t be. Isn’t Yeokrin originally a weaker part than other scales?”

It is called the dragon’s weakness, Yeokrin.

Kyoryong is not a dragon, but they are the bastards who faintly connect the dragon’s blood.

There may be Yeokrin.

But Yeokrin is not hard.

It is softer than other scales and is also used to make Seondan [elixirs].

But it is a hard degree that easily surpasses most Bogeo [protective armor].

It’s like the hardness of what Tam-hwa turned into, Wiju Hoyeongap [a powerful armor].

“I heard a story in the past that there are some Kyoryong who train Yeokrin. Those who train Geumshintang strengthen their Yeokrin.”

“Really?”

“Yes. But training Yeokrin itself is very difficult, so it is difficult without considerable effort. I heard that they learn related Tongshul [techniques] and refine it like tempering it for a lifetime.”

San-gun, who was a little puzzled, looked down at Tam-hwa and asked.

“Why didn’t you eat it?”

It was like yesterday that she couldn’t stand it and ran at such a precious thing.

But Tam-hwa smiled and said.

“That’s hard. Master eat it.”

San-gun’s head tilted.

“You want me to eat it? This?”

“Yes. Master is soft.”

“Pfft!”

Hwa-ran burst into laughter.

“Um… thank you.”

Whether to be happy or sad about this.

When he praised with a strange face, Tam-hwa laughed, saying his face was strange.

‘Soft….’

It is a body that has achieved Gyuncheonbohwa.

To San-gun, whose whole body has become no different from a sword, the expression is soft.

Tam-hwa seemed to be saying that because she didn’t know San-gun’s condition yet.

‘Well, there’s nothing wrong with it.’

Tam-hwa is there, but you can’t rest assured.

Tam-hwa is not a tool.

She is a living child.

There may be situations where you cannot use Wiju Hoyeongap due to unavoidable circumstances.

‘I should try touching Jangchungjitae [a technique for strengthening the body] once.’

Because there is always Jangchungjitae swimming in his body, his skin becomes tougher and his bones become harder as the days go by.

The wider the realm, the greater the width. But is there any need to refuse if it can be harder?

San-gun seemed to have made up his mind and shot a Beopgyeol [a magical seal] towards Yeokrin.

Soon, when he chanted a spell, the huge Yeokrin turned into the size of fluff.

After looking at Yeokrin for a while, he swallowed it. As Yeokrin entered his stomach, Jangchungjitae moved and stuck to it.

Originally, Jangchungjitae eats the practitioner’s spiritual power and waste.

Therefore, the spiritual power and energy emitted by Jangchungjitae are Sangsaengyeongchung [mutually beneficial], which benefits the muscles, bones, and skin.

“Since I’ve been in my body for a while and have become accustomed to Hwashintang [a type of energy], I’ll be able to melt Yeokrin if I spend a long time.”

If that happens, the hardness of Yeokrin will enter San-gun’s bones and skin.

It will make Golhwacheokgeom [bone and blood sword] and Salseonggapgeom [flesh and star armor sword] harder, so you will be able to use Gyuncheonbohwa more freely.

I don’t know how long it will take, but there’s no harm in doing it.

After that, I looked at several Tongshul books.

Each one was a top-notch Tongshul book, but there was nothing that attracted me.

That was because they were all dealing with Geumshintang. When I looked at it, I also saw the Tongshul that Ji-chung had learned.

Jageumgangjicheong (紫金强支晴) [Violet Gold Strengthening Branch Clearing].

It seems that the reason why the bastard’s energy was violet was thanks to this Tongshul.

I also saw the Tongshul that the bastard was using to strengthen Yeokrin, but it was nothing special.

Since he had achieved Gyuncheonbohwa, there was no need for Tongshul related to Gangcheshul [strengthening the body].

San-gun, who had shaken off his thoughts, looked at something else and took out a round stone.

“Is it an egg?”

When I looked at it with Danryeong Geumjeong, I felt a small heart beating inside.

Even if I looked at the surrounding scriptures, I couldn’t find anything about eggs.

“It’s not a Kyoryong egg or anything like that, is it? Because it’s small.”

I couldn’t know until I was born.

San-gun put all the organized items into Gongjeonggang and got up.

‘I’m leaving now….’

San-gun looked at the Geongeono-bong [a mountain peak] standing tall with lonely eyes.

The images of the Sahyungs [senior disciples] who had been with him for 100 years passed by one by one.

He could now understand why the Sahyungs had such a tone and such thoughts, and even the words that had been casually passed by.

But the Sahyungs were no longer there.

When I closed my eyes, the images of the Sahyungs were vivid and the laughter echoed in my ears.

“San-gun….”

Hwa-ran looked worried.

“Yes. Hoo-”

San-gun took a deep breath and turned his back. He had finished what he had to do and achieved what he had to achieve, so it was time to go.

There’s no point in putting your heart into it anymore.

A slightly strange point was that even though he had achieved Gyuncheonbohwa, he did not leave Geomryeongdo.

It was strange, but it didn’t matter.

San-gun had come in with a way to get out in the first place.

He took out a stele from his chest.

Hyeolgokbiseok (穴曲碑石) [Blood Valley Stele].

It was a Gwimul [a strange object] that Gu-buryeong had, and it was necessary to forcibly twist the space and pierce the Yonghyeol [dragon vein].

San-gun called Jang-cheon and Man-ho and asked.

“Do you know Yonghyeol (龍穴)?”