Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 307

Thud.

“It’s completely ruined.”

The man was a Martial Immortal with the title of Tongcheon Museon from Tongcheonsugung.

He held the lowest rank among the immortals wielding power in Tongcheonsugung, but in the water realm, the weight of the words ‘Tongcheon Museon’ was significant.

“It seems it really was destroyed by the Seonchung [a type of celestial insect or swarm].”

The Dragon Vein Bone, collapsed along with the corpses of the Seonchung, showed no trace of its former mystique.

‘I heard there were about five Superior Immortals, no matter how many they were…’

It seems I need to investigate further.

“Are you alright?”

“…I’m fine.”

However, contrary to his words, his breathing was rough, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The man understood.

His hometown was Dragon Vein Bone, so how could he not understand?

His family had been destroyed by the swarm of Seonchung, so it was a perfectly natural reaction.

Because he was walking the path of cultivation.

Because he was practicing asceticism.

And because his title of Tongcheon Museon from Tongcheonsugung was weighing him down.

That’s why he could stand there.

Frankly, it wouldn’t be strange if he lost his mind.

“I need to investigate a bit more, but from what I see, it doesn’t seem like there’s much difference.”

They were attacked by a swarm of Seonchung.

It’s suspicious that they were defeated like this despite having several Superior Immortals, but it’s a plausible scenario.

Dragon Vein Bone is relatively close to the Chung Realm.

“What do you think?”

“…It’s unlikely that all the Superior Immortals in Dragon Vein Bone are dead. First, we should find them and hear about the cause of the incident.”

It’s not a bad idea to find survivors and hear about the situation at the time.

“That’s not wrong. But we don’t have much time to spare.”

“It’s because of the Superior Immortal Martial Competition, right? It probably won’t take too long.”

“Do you know where they are?”

Hwang On of the Hwang family looked east.

“We should go to Sangseo.”

“Sangseo? Is there such a place?”

“I’m not sure, but if Dragon Vein Bone was attacked, Sangseo would be the same.”

“But why are you trying to go?”

Hwang On kept his mouth shut.

It seems he has a reason he can’t tell.

“Alright, whatever… go ahead.”

His family was annihilated, couldn’t he at least do that much for him?

“But if Sangseo is fine…”

Hwang On muttered, clenching his teeth as if he couldn’t bear it.

* * *

At the same time.

Hwamaebong in Sangseo sparkled.

This is not a figurative expression.

Around Hwamaebong, golden petals reflected in the sunlight, sparkling.

Numerous petals, seemingly possessing both sharpness and gentleness, fluttered and scattered on Hwamaebong.

The sight of golden petals fluttering profusely was like dust falling from the sun high in the sky—beautiful.

And there was a figure watching that beautiful scenery with a satisfied expression.

It was the immortal of Sangseo.

Cheonbeom.

“The fluttering petals are truly… beautiful, just like you, Hwaran.”

Cheonbeom stood on one side of Hwamaebong, watching the golden petals sparkle.

An infinite number of golden petals, as if a golden tree had bloomed on his head.

It was created by Hwaran.

“Yes, thank you.”

Cheonbeom swallowed hard.

He praised her beauty, but Hwaran’s voice answering him was cold.

Moreover, the glare she gave him was so sharp that it sent chills down his spine.

Cheonbeom and Hwaran were looking at each other on one side of Hwamaebong, and Saha was with them.

Saha didn’t know what to do, so she fidgeted.

The beginning of the incident was like this.

He had received the golden bead from Tamhwa, but when Hwaran appeared and grabbed it, she threw it away, and then Cheonbeom appeared.

The golden bead was a tiger in disguise, and Hwaran attacked him as soon as she saw him.

They suddenly started fighting, so Saha had no idea what was going on.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. There’s nothing good to see, so go inside.”

“Yes, that’s right. I’m just going to spank a rude tiger after a long time, so Saha Soseon [a respectful title for a young woman] doesn’t need to worry.”

“Who’s spanking who?”

He let out a ridiculous laugh.

“Why are you being so formal? When San-gun [a respectful title, similar to ‘young master’] was young, I used to hit you here and there and scold you.”

Cheonbeom’s pupils shook.

She was talking about when he was just a simple tiger.

“Ahem. I guess it’s because I’m old… I don’t remember at all.”

“Then I’ll have to make you remember.”

It was then.

In an instant, golden petals rushed towards Cheonbeom.

If it were just simple petals, it wouldn’t have been a problem, but those were petals and swords at the same time.

It is the sword of Gyuncheon Bohwa [a powerful celestial weapon or technique].

Each petal is a solid and sharp treasure sword, so even a slight graze could cause fatal injuries.

“Are you trying to kill your master!”

“I’m doing this because I want you to remember, so don’t blame me too much!”

Kooong, Kwaaaang!

He dodged it slightly, and one side of Hwamaebong collapsed in an instant.

‘…If I get hit, I’ll die?’

He became a Superior Immortal, and Hwaran accepted Dangchun’s sword and achieved something.

Gyuncheon Bohwa became sharper and stronger.

Gyuncheon Bohwa is Hwaran, and Hwaran is Cheonbeom’s Bonseonbeopbae [a fundamental or core magical artifact/technique].

It was natural that she became stronger than when she was in the Lower Realm.

In the first place, Cheonbeom had learned the Bunhap Su Gyeol [a technique for dividing and merging power], so the divided eighteen Hwaryeong became one, allowing him to possess more powerful power than a normal Superior Immortal.

So the aftermath was the same for Hwaran.

Hwaran as Cheonbeom’s sword.

As Gyuncheon Bohwa.

Became even more powerful.

“But why are you attacking me!”

He was so frustrated that he shouted.

“Kyaa! The family’s historic Hwamaebong!”

Saha, who had been blankly watching, screamed in horror as one side of Hwamaebong collapsed.

“Just one hit… just one hit!”

“I’ll die if I get hit once!”

He wouldn’t really die, but he could be seriously injured.

Cheonbeom wouldn’t be seriously injured.

‘Why is she so excited!’

Hwaran seemed to have a strange obsession with hitting Cheonbeom.

Still, she seemed to have some reason left, as she turned one of the petals into a sword, held it in her hand, and rushed at him.

It seemed she didn’t want to destroy Hwamaebong any further.

“This is also… fate.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Kaang!!

Hwaran’s upright stab was deflected from Cheonbeom’s hand.

A sword resembling that of a plum blossom.

But with that alone, she wouldn’t even be able to touch the hem of Cheonbeom’s clothes, who had ascended to Superior Immortal.

“Have you forgotten? You couldn’t even touch my clothes in the Janjankyeongjeongdo match [likely a past competition or event].”

Whooong!

The sword wind was violent, as if representing Hwaran’s feelings, but it was not precise.

Cheonbeom dodged her sword by a hair’s breadth and subtly moved closer to her.

“Your lower body isn’t very strong.”

Before she knew it, he was behind her, tapping her thighs.

“Die!”

Shwaaack!

Hwaran pulled away and swung her sword diagonally, but the tiger had already disappeared.

“Isn’t it a bit harsh to tell me to die?”

“You’re not going to die anyway! You’re not going to die, so just die once!”

“What the heck…”

I don’t know if it’s nonsense, but I know she’s very angry.

Her reddened face represented that the heat had risen to the top of her head, and her fierce hands expressed her desire to stab him somehow.

Wheeing.

Suddenly, the wind changed.

Golden petals bloomed above her head and fell fluttering down.

“It won’t work.”

Others wouldn’t know, but each petal is a sword.

Beom, who is sensitive to the energy of Gyuncheon, could clearly see the sword path that the petals were scattering.

“I haven’t been just playing around either.”

It was then.

In an instant, his eyebrows shot up.

‘My body…’

Didn’t move.

As if tied to something.

‘Sword Formation!’

The petals that had been falling fluttering down were now densely embedded in the ground, forming a sword formation.

Wheeing!!

A rough wind blew.

Before she knew it, the two people who had been on Hwamaebong had disappeared, and only a beautiful woman next to the golden tree and a man with his whole body tied up below remained.

“It’s a phantasm.”

“It’s not just a simple phantasm. You can’t catch San-gun with something like that.”

It was a phantasm rooted in the sword formation.

Beom’s whole body was tied with the roots of the golden tree.

In front of the huge golden tree, Hwaran looked down at him with a bewitching face, her hair dyed golden.

“Why are you dressed like that?”

Not only Hwaran’s hair color but also the style of her clothes had changed, and she was wearing only a thin piece of cloth, making him feel restless.

“Prepare yourself.”

“Wh, what!”

He felt a strange chill for some reason.

* * *

“What the heck is going on…”

Saha was confused.

It was true that she had a headache from various things, but she was confused in a different sense than before.

Suddenly, in front of her eyes, Cheonbeom and a woman who was his sword spirit were fighting, and at the same time as the sword formation was activated, a phantasm unfolded.

With the thick mist, she couldn’t know what was happening inside at all.

But that curiosity was not resolved even after the fog cleared.

After the phantasm disappeared, the woman who had been angry was now smiling bashfully in his arms, as if she had never been angry before.

‘What…’

They were fighting as if they were going to kill each other, but suddenly, how could they be so close?

Saha didn’t understand.

What the heck happened inside that made them like that?

“I made a fuss.”

“…No.”

Hwaran had already turned into smoke and disappeared, and Cheonbeom coughed awkwardly and put his hands behind his back as if he was embarrassed.

“It’s a secluded place.”

The very people who caused the commotion just now were Cheonbeom and Hwaran.

Saha had a lot to say, but she didn’t bother to say it.

“It would be if there were no Seonchung attacks.”

“You know there won’t be any.”

The Hwang family of Dragon Vein Bone, who would have created Mochuihang [likely a specific formation or strategy related to the Seonchung], is no more.

There will be no more damage from frequent Seonchung attacks like before.

“I still can’t believe it.”

There had been Seonchung attacks for so long.

She had fought battles that went back and forth between life and death every moment, and nightmare-like days had made her suffer every day.

It’s natural that she can’t believe that all of those things will be gone now.

“Time will solve that too. For you and Sangseo.”

Cheonbeom dismissed the Soseon who had gathered because of the collapsed Hwamaebong.

Then, he directly raised the collapsed Hwamaebong again and restored it.

As golden waves flowed from his hands, the rocks naturally rose again and were attached as before.

He did at once what a dozen Soseon would have to do—as expected, a Superior Immortal is a Superior Immortal.

“You’ll have a lot to do now.”

“I know it well.”

Sangseo had to find its original form.

That is her wish, and the long-cherished desire of the Sa family.

With the wealth brought from Dragon Vein Bone and his power, there is nothing she can’t do.

If she gradually does it from now on, wouldn’t this secluded place become quite bustling?

It was Cheonbeom who made the barren Baeksan prosperous.

There’s nothing she can’t do.

“Is it possible?”

Her eyes wavered. She didn’t seem confident.

“It’s possible. Because I will do it.”

First of all, yes.

“How about becoming a Superior Immortal first?”

Not as the acting head of the Sa family.

The true head.

So, becoming a Superior Immortal will be the beginning of Sangseo and the Sa family.