Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 389

Nangseon Gi Hwan Dam – Part 2, Chapter 98

“The Chief of Civil and Military Affairs should step aside. Do you really think this is something you can interfere with right now!”

It was a blatant jab, questioning whether a mere High Immortal should dare meddle in the affairs of the Scent Immortals.

Patriarch Peng growled, but Patriarch Woo, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up.

“Since this concerns the Twin Destructions possessed by the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs, I believe he is entitled to offer his opinion.”

At those words, Patriarch Peng’s eyebrows twitched.

“That is true. The Twin Destructions are indeed in the possession of the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs. Very well, Chief of Civil and Military Affairs, let’s hear what you have to say.”

Grand Master Daechen smoothly steered the atmosphere with her gentle manner of speaking.

“Listening to the conversation, isn’t the root of this issue my unreliability in wielding the Twin Destructions? If I were a Scent Immortal, even with the Twin Destructions, the patriarchs wouldn’t be so anxious.”

As Beom finished speaking, Patriarch Peng burst into hearty laughter before replying.

“True, you speak no falsehoods. If you, Chief of Civil and Military Affairs, were a Scent Immortal, we wouldn’t have intervened to this extent. However, since your cultivation is merely that of a High Immortal, we, who care for the Celestial Realm, have no choice but to step forward!”

At that, the corners of Beom’s lips curved into an arc.

“Then, if I demonstrate strength worthy of wielding the Twin Destructions, would that suffice? If I can withstand an attack from a Scent Immortal, it would alleviate some of the patriarchs’ worries, and I can safely safeguard the Twin Destructions.”

“Of course, if that were the case, this situation wouldn’t have arisen…”

Patriarch Ji scanned Beom from head to toe, sneering as he spoke.

“Is that even possible?”

Despite the blatant disregard, Beom simply extended his fingers without a word.

“…What’s that supposed to mean?”

Beom held up three fingers.

“I understand that the patriarchs are at the mid to late stages of the Scent Immortal realm. If I can withstand three moves from any one of you, my strength will be easily proven.”

In other words.

“Are you saying you’ll withstand three moves from one of us?”

No matter how strong he may be, he is still a High Immortal.

A High Immortal who ascended a mere hundred years ago.

He is a High Immortal.

Yet, that High Immortal is now declaring that he will withstand three moves from those who have reached the late stage of the Scent Immortal realm.

Most found it so absurd that they could only laugh.

Had there not been so many eyes watching, they would have clutched their bellies and roared with laughter.

“Hahaha! I didn’t expect the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs to have such a talent for humor.”

“I wasn’t trying to be humorous. But wouldn’t that much be necessary for proof?”

Patriarch Ji looked into his clear eyes. The vigor of youth.

Eyes filled with that fiery spirit.

“Heh, good!”

“Patriarch Ji!”

Patriarch Peng shouted.

Patriarch Ji’s reaction was understandable.

But Patriarch Peng knew.

He knew whose hands had brought about his brother’s death.

“A man doesn’t take back his words. Since he’s come forward like a man, we must respond in kind.”

“But…”

“Of course! You won’t be able to use the Twin Destructions when withstanding the three moves. This is to clearly demonstrate your abilities… Do you agree?”

“I do.”

“How refreshing!”

Patriarch Ji said, seemingly excited, and proceeded with the matter as he pleased.

Patriarch Peng tried to dissuade him with a telepathic message, but it was of no use.

-Patriarch Peng, you overestimate the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs. Without Yeonjabo [likely a powerful artifact or technique], he’s just a High Immortal. Even if we generously assume he can contend with a Scent Immortal, our cultivation is at the late stage of the Scent Immortal realm. He couldn’t withstand it even if he died and was resurrected a hundred times.

-But what if….

That’s impossible.

There’s no way a High Immortal can withstand three moves from a Scent Immortal.

But even so, Patriarch Peng couldn’t shake off a strange sense of unease.

-If you’re so worried, why doesn’t Patriarch Peng step forward? You owe the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs a debt anyway, don’t you?

At Patriarch Ji’s words, which subtly hinted at something, Patriarch Peng gritted his teeth.

-Since he spoke first… even if he dies, it’s his own responsibility, isn’t it?

Patriarch Peng’s eyes flashed open.

Yes, let’s think simply.

He is at the late stage of the Scent Immortal realm.

And that guy is just a High Immortal.

Logically, there’s no way he can completely withstand his three moves.

At best, he’ll be severely injured or crippled.

If not, he might lose his life trying to withstand the three moves.

‘Gong-yeon…’

This might be an opportunity to avenge his younger brother, Peng Gong-yeon.

Peng Jong-yeon pondered for a moment.

Then, he glared at Cheon Beom and clenched his fist tightly.

“Since you readily offered, I won’t hold back. Those who covet the Twin Destructions won’t show mercy and shower you with killing intent!”

“That’s what I desire.”

Peng Jong-yeon couldn’t understand where that confidence was coming from.

But this was an opportunity.

Wouldn’t he be able to kill him justly and honor the spirit of his younger brother!

There was no reason to refuse.

“Are you all out of your minds? He’s a High Immortal! No matter how strong he is, there’s no way he can withstand three moves from a Scent Immortal, especially one at the late stage!”

It was Grand Master Daechen.

She asked if they were truly going to accept such an absurd proposal.

“But the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs spoke first. To know the measure of his strength, this much is just right.”

“What do you mean ‘just right’! Are you planning to block the path of a High Immortal who has only ascended for a little over a hundred years! And you call yourselves the patriarchs of the Five Great Clans who represent the Celestial Realm!”

She raised her voice, but the patriarchs seemed oblivious, averting their gazes.

Just as she was about to lash out further.

Cheon Beom stopped her.

“It’s alright.”

“But, Chief of Civil and Military Affairs.”

“Please trust me. Just as I trusted Grand Master Daechen.”

His eyes were unwavering.

Daechen was shaken by his steadfast gaze.

“You could die. Scent Immortals are stronger than you think. Is it really possible?”

“It is possible. I have lived making the impossible possible. Just watch.”

It was a truly strange feeling.

It was a foolish act that would surely lead to death.

But for some reason… she felt like trusting him.

A matter of urgency.

Her judgment was swift.

Daechen’s gaze turned to the patriarchs.

“Even so, three moves are too much. He is a High Immortal!”

“Well, doing so wouldn’t look good. Let’s just do two moves!”

“He is destined for the Immortal Realm. If he gets injured…”

“We can just postpone the date. It’s not an urgent matter, is it?”

Unfortunately, there was no retort to be made.

“I understand. Then, two moves. Who will step forward?”

“I, Peng Jong-yeon of the Peng Clan, will step forward.”

It had to be Peng Jong-yeon.

Daechen felt a headache coming on and looked at Cheon Beom, but his expression was like a lake without a ripple.

A serene surface.

“If it’s Peng of the Red Lightning Lord, his strikes are known to be fierce!”

A late-stage Scent Immortal among the Five Great Clans.

Moreover, Peng Jong-yeon, the patriarch of the Peng Clan of the renowned Red Lightning Lord!

His red lightning is redder than blood, and above all, ferocious.

“It would be ridiculous to show my true strength to a cultivator several levels below me. Let’s just go lightly with one move!”

Krrrrrrrr….

The bright moonlight was devoured by dark clouds, turning pitch black.

But soon, it brightened again, dazzlingly so.

With Peng Jong-yeon ascending, a massive red lightning roared in the sky.

A red dragon frolicking among the dark clouds revealed its form.

‘Lightning God.’

It was the Lightning God of Peng Jong-yeon, the Red Lightning Lord.

* * *

‘Why am I running again?’

Even with that question in her heart, her legs didn’t stop.

Krrrrrrrr….

Dark clouds surged.

The red lightning illuminated the dark night sky.

Through it, the Lightning God of the red dragon could be seen.

‘It’s Father’s Lightning God.’

Peng Ga-yeon’s heart pounded fiercely.

The Red Lightning Lord has used red lightning for generations.

Since their innate divine power is red lightning, they possess more outstanding techniques and secret arts in lightning divine abilities than any other clan.

Therefore, the most famous is naturally red lightning, and its power is also exceptional.

Even in the Celestial Realm, the Peng Clan is among the top three when it comes to lightning divine abilities.

So, Peng Ga-yeon’s heart was pounding.

She was going to retrieve her cousin’s severed leg when she suddenly heard that the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs and key figures were gathered at Gyewolseon, in opposition to each other, which was only natural.

With the patriarchs of the other Five Great Clans also gathered, as well as the Grand Master, it must have been a serious situation.

And at the center of it was the Chief of Civil and Military Affairs.

Cheon Beom.

That alone was enough for Peng Ga-yeon to run and run and run again.

Now, she didn’t even know if it was her heart or her legs that were pounding.

‘What am I even…’

Unlike the other things that were pounding fiercely, her mind was ambiguous.

Muddled thoughts that seemed to be grasped but weren’t, and unconnected chains of thought kept rising to the surface.

It was a strange thing.

Unrelated things kept coming to mind, stirring up her mind.

She was full of unknowns.

Why she was running so breathlessly, why memories of that man kept tangling and rising in her mind.

She seemed to know, but didn’t, her heart was heavy and her head throbbed.

Fault.

It was then.

Her feet stopped and her pupils contracted. A strong light flashed in the area. Her eyes, witnessing the vast light, narrowed her pupils to protect herself.

But in that fleeting moment.

Peng Ga-yeon saw it.

Her father’s Lightning God.

The Lightning God in the form of a red dragon, like a mountain, falling towards Cheon Beom.

Stunned.

‘Ah…’

A deafening roar engulfed her.

But that was only for a moment.

With the dazzling light of the red lightning, even the noise was blocked out.

As if the red lightning was devouring the world.

Such a powerful divine ability of the red lightning fell upon him like a tribulation of heavenly lightning.

Peng Ga-yeon couldn’t think.

Her legs gave way as if the tendons had snapped. She couldn’t even speak, as if she had become mute.

Only meaningless groans flowed from her throat, blocked from even escaping.

‘Why am I so tormented…’

What on earth is tormenting me?

Even now, only questions arose.

But her aimlessly wavering eyes represented her feelings.

Only then did she realize.

‘Ah… even though I vowed to do so.’

For the clan.

For herself, to kill him if he was an obstacle, or to use him if not.

So that she wouldn’t be trampled under the feet of others, but stand above them.

To overturn the past of the clan.

To make it so.

Even if it meant killing him to do so!

But as soon as he died, she realized.

She had no choice but to realize.

With nothing in her gaping heart, she knew it at once.

How could she not know?

She is the Red Lightning Lord.

A red wolf who has been searching for her master her entire life.

‘The eyes of the Red Lightning Lord are to find their master, their feet are to head towards their master, and their red lightning is to replace their master’s sword.’

A deep instinct contained within her blood.

It was her true self that she had consistently ignored.

‘I already…’

In fact, she had known it all along.

But she had stubbornly turned away.

And denied it.

Whoosh.

A rough wind whipped her hair. Her tied-up hair was blown loose by the wind.

Soon, when she opened her eyes, the figure of a man was visible through the mist.

Cheon Beom was seen wearing black armor, with the Five Elements Extreme Mountains surrounding him.

As her eyes turned only to Cheon Beom, a smile spread across her lips.

‘I already…’