Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 90

Nangseon’s Romantic Tale – 89

Uran was triumphant.

He knew better than anyone the power of the Chimnyusonryeo [a powerful fire technique], which he had learned through a lucky chance.

He was quite surprised that his enemy had reached the level of Yeongmyeong [a high level of martial arts mastery], but there was no way he could withstand Chimnyusonryeo.

“It consumes a considerable amount of vital energy, but if it can kill a Yuksa [a high-ranking martial artist] from the upper ranks, then it’s definitely worth it!”

Especially if that someone is his enemy.

“Uraaaaaaaan!!”

As the pillar of fire soared.

Yeon-a, having grasped the situation, drew her sword from its scabbard and charged.

Her sword was drawn like lightning, and at the same time, a brilliant trail of fire danced.

Like flowers in full bloom, the soaring flames were fluid swordsmanship.

It was the Jinhwageomgyeol [a fire-based sword technique].

Kwaaaang!!

“Well done.”

But there was an insurmountable wall between her and Uran.

It was a harsh wall for the Doseonin [a level of martial arts cultivation] Yeon-a.

“Decide now. Will you stick with a dying man, or will you join me!”

“Nonsense! I will kill you and save my master!”

As she shouted, Uran sneered.

“My Chimnyusonryeo is a true flame that burns until the opponent dies! Since my vital energy is infused, even if he endures now, it’s only a matter of time before he dies!”

Thud, thud, thump!

Yeon-a, struck in the abdomen by his palm and pushed back, spat out blood and planted her sword into the ground.

“Considering our past, I won’t kill you. After all, there’s nothing you can do even if I kill you.”

She bit her lower lip until it bled, but Uran was right.

There was nothing she could do.

However, she trembled and stood up.

Uran narrowed his eyes.

“You and I are Hwasintong [fire spirit communication] sorcerers, so you know it’s useless, right?”

“My fire is a humble little brazier protecting Baeksan [a sacred mountain], but its flames will never be extinguished!!”

Cough!

Blood trickled down her lips.

“Can you even say that in your condition?”

She looked like she was dying.

Uran wore a pained expression.

His enemy was Sangeon [the mountain god], not her.

“Even if I die and am buried in Baeksan! I will become a ghost and protect this place!! Because that is!”

Because that is the grace I received.

She was ready to die.

As she converted the spiritual power burning hotly within her Giheol [energy channels] into fire, flames erupted from her entire body.

She had begun to burn her life.

Seeing her like that, Uran also hardened his resolve with a displeased look.

To hold back against someone who is determined to uphold their beliefs would be to disregard her.

“At least I will send you off with my own hands.”

Just as Uran was about to move his hand.

It was then.

“What!”

Turning around.

Suddenly, blue flames soared from within the pillar of fire and began to swirl.

“Impossible!”

Uran flicked his ten fingers, sending out Beopgyeol [magical seals], and moved his lips incessantly.

The Geomjin [sword formation] of Chimnyusonryeo flashed once again, and a fire dragon soared and collided with the pillar of fire.

However, Uran’s complexion only darkened. Sweat poured down like rain, and Uran, trembling with his hands in Sugyeol [hand seals], let out a small sigh.

“Ah.”

Kwaaaaa!

The pillar of fire scattered.

The exploding fire dragons disappeared futilely like shooting stars in the night sky.

Within it, a man and a woman stood with peaceful faces amidst the dark Aggwi [evil spirits].

“H-How…!!”

Seeing the horrified Uran, Sangeon smiled.

In his grasp, a baby tiger made of Cheongyeom [blue flames] was devouring Uran’s flames as if they were delicious.

It was one of his Dallyeong [spiritual companions].

“Were you the grandson of Udan? I burned down Udunsan [a mountain], yet your lifeline is so long. If you barely escaped, you should have hidden yourself well. Why did you come before me?”

A chilling voice.

With that, he flipped his hand.

Suddenly, Gwimu [ghostly mist] from the black sword began to envelop the entire area.

The Aggwi revealed themselves and exhaled a chilling breath.

“Well, whatever. Since you’re the grandson of Udan, I personally brought out Udan for you. How is it? Is it the Udan you remember?”

Sangeon, grinning, had a giant boar-shaped ghost standing beside him.

Udan, swallowed by Guhwando [a powerful artifact].

Seeing that sight, Uran screamed as if he had lost his mind and charged.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

His own flesh and blood, unable to close their eyes in peace and having their souls consumed by Sangeon.

How could he stand still when they had become Aggwi and were baring their teeth at him?

Dozens, hundreds of Aggwi rushed towards him. He flew through the Aggwi, burning with revenge.

“Sangeon, you bastard!!”

The aura he emitted was astonishing.

Casting off his human form and transforming into his true form as a boar, his charge was so fierce that the ground trembled.

He breathed fire from his mouth and rained down Bido [flying daggers], and his Sinshik [spiritual control] of controlling them could not be taken lightly.

[Kkeuaaaaaaak!!]

But it was still Yeonggyeol [a level of martial arts mastery].

Sangeon was Yeongmyeong [a higher level of martial arts mastery].

The difference was clear.

His skin was torn, and his internal organs were ripped apart as he died a cruel death.

His sorrow must have been the reality of being killed by his own flesh and blood, whom he cherished so dearly. Sangeon calmly watched it and turned his head.

When his physical body was about to perish.

Sangeon gently spread his hand and said.

“I should check it out later.”

There were many things he was curious about.

But that could be postponed. He had secured Yeonggak [spiritual core] and Gongjeonggang [a type of energy], so it didn’t matter when.

“Ah….”

Turning his head, Yeon-a was kneeling and silently shedding tears.

Sangeon quietly looked at her and asked.

“Is it still heavy?”

Whether he was referring to the sword.

Or Baeksan, he didn’t know.

She hung her head low.

“It is still heavy for me.”

Her voice sounded like she was swallowing her sobs.

How could it not be heavy?

Why wouldn’t he know how difficult it is to protect something?

He was also failing to protect it.

“I will lighten it a little. You’ve suffered a lot.”

Sangeon approached her and grabbed her wrist. He quickly checked her Gyeongmaek [meridians] and stabbed his fingers into her chest, abdomen, and neck.

“What did you do?”

Cho-a asked with worried eyes.

“I’m tempering her. I was wondering if I should just burn her Jinwonjingi [true source energy] and wait for her to die, but she was lucky. She has Hwasintong [fire spirit communication] and has mastered Jinhwageomgyeol [fire sword technique], so if I create a Hwajeongjiche [fire spirit body] and perform Beolmoseusu [a body purification ritual], her cultivation will greatly increase, or her Shintong [spiritual power] will advance further.”

If she performs Beolmoseusu with Bongakcheonghwa [Phoenix Azure Flame], which is no ordinary flame, her cultivation will greatly increase.

That’s how his cultivation increased as well.

She must have suffered a lot during that time, and he had already confirmed her resolve.

He had plenty of Seondan [elixirs], so he wouldn’t be stingy, and he couldn’t possibly be stingy about using it on Yeon-a.

‘She will protect this place in my stead.’

Sangeon hugged Yeon-a and said.

“I will be staying here for a while, so stay wherever you like. I need to heal this child.”

Sangeon and Cho-a disappeared, leaving Yoho and Jangcheon with the Geomseon [sword immortals] who were watching them carefully.

“Yoho Yuksa [Yoho, Rank 6 martial artist].”

“What is it, brat?”

Yoho didn’t seem to be in a good mood.

However, Jangcheon asked.

“The power of the Geomjin [sword formation] was not weak. Rather, it was absurdly powerful. The secrecy in setting up the Jin [formation] and the rapid activation of the Geomjin were impeccable.”

He was asking how they hadn’t suffered even a scratch.

Yoho raised the corner of his lips.

“It was definitely a powerful Geomjin.”

“Then….”

“Once a Geomjin is activated, it’s not easy to escape. High-level Geomjin also have a strange Shintong [spiritual power] that blocks Chukji [instantaneous movement], making it difficult for even a Yeonggeop Yuksa [eternity realm rank 6 martial artist] to escape. Once caught, it’s difficult to withstand the Geomjin without a powerful treasure.”

A Jin [formation] made with swords.

A Jinbeop [formation technique] created to annihilate enemies.

The Chimnyusonryeo that Uran showed was by no means low in level among the Geomjin in the human realm. An ordinary Yeongmyeong Yuksa [spiritually bright rank 6 martial artist] would have been seriously injured or lost their lives.

“Is it thanks to the treasure that controls Gwisin [ghosts]?”

He must be referring to Guhwando [Nine Ringed Ghost Sword].

But Yoho shook his head.

The level of that treasure was also high, but that wasn’t the only reason.

“Then….”

“Putting a torch in a fire doesn’t extinguish it, does it?”

It would only burn brighter.

With that, Yoho’s form blurred and disappeared, and Jangcheon stood there for a long time, reviewing his enlightenment.

* * *

Fifteen days later.

Sangeon took a deep breath as he looked at the woman floating in the air.

“Hoo-”

“Is it over?”

The woman floating in the air was Yeon-a, who claimed to be Sangeon’s disciple.

Around her body, blue Cheongyeom [azure flames] swirled and burned faintly.

Sangeon had transferred a strand of Bongakcheonghwa [Phoenix Azure Flame] to her, creating a Hwajeongjiche [fire spirit body].

Now she could also use Cheongyeom [azure flames] to unleash powerful Shintong [spiritual power].

Not only that.

Her cultivation had also advanced, and she had set foot in the Hugyeong [later stage] of Doseon [Daoist immortal], so it wouldn’t be long before she ascended to Biseon [flying immortal] in a few years.

“Yes.”

Cho-a wiped Sangeon’s sweat and covered Yeon-a’s body, which had landed, with an outer garment.

Sangeon stroked Yeon-a’s hair and looked at her sleeping soundly for a while.

He had tempered Yeon-a’s body for a full fifteen days. It wasn’t just a simple flame, but Bongakcheonghwa [Phoenix Azure Flame]. The pain she must have felt during Beolmoseusu [body purification ritual] wouldn’t have been small.

“You endured well.”

Was that all?

Yeon-a had protected Baeksan [sacred mountain] in Sangeon’s stead.

The period was not short, so he couldn’t help but feel sorry.

He had entrusted Baeksan to a young child and left his position for a full 40 years.

She must have gone through all sorts of hardships during that long time when he was not there.

He could tell from the scars left here and there and the calluses on her hands.

“You’re being mean. How can you look at another woman’s naked body when I’m here?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Sangeon, dismissing Cho-a’s teasing, turned his back. It wasn’t polite to look at the body of an unmarried woman for too long.

“Will you be staying here from now on?”

“Yes. I also have many things to reflect on, and I need to take care of this child.”

She is a child who calls him master even though he hasn’t taught her anything.

How could he not cherish her?

Moreover, it is necessary to ascend to Yeongmyeong [spiritually bright] and consolidate one’s Gyeongji [realm].

For a while, he needed time to stay in Baeksan [sacred mountain], check his treasures, and solidify his Gyeongji [realm].

‘I should also examine the Geomjin [sword formation].’

It’s not a bad Geomjin [sword formation], so he could use it himself.

Besides, he was curious about the history of the Geomjin [sword formation].

Although he didn’t say it, Sangeon was quite surprised when the guy used the Geomjin [sword formation].

In the first place, Geomjin [sword formations] are not common.

He didn’t know how the guy had learned the Geomjin [sword formation], but it wasn’t difficult to find out its history.

‘Since the guy’s Yeonggak [spiritual core] is in my hands.’

If he could find that out, things would be much easier.

Geomjin [sword formations] originally spread from a single stem. For Hwaran’s sake, he had to find the starting point of that stem. If he did, he would be able to see Hwaran again.

Sangeon took out a blue bead from his chest. Inside it, a boar-shaped Yeonggak [spiritual core] was glaring, which was Uran’s Yeonggak [spiritual core] that he had captured earlier.

“There are many things I’m curious about regarding you.”

-Just kill me!!

Even though he had lost his physical body and only his Yeonggak [spiritual core] remained, he was still burning with revenge.

Sangeon slightly raised the corner of his lips.

“Do you think you have a choice? In the first place, the very reason I destroyed Udunsan [mountain] was because those damn pigs deceived me. They could not bear their sins and received a punishment befitting them.”

-Even if what you say is true, I cannot forgive you!

“I never asked you to forgive me. You are also welcome to maintain your feelings towards me.

Dae [hatred] means are inherently private when examined one by one.

So hate me. That way, I can also handle you comfortably, can’t I?”

Uran’s pupils shook violently as he looked at him grinning.

-W-Wait a moment…!

“It’s already too late.”

Soon, the sound of pigs being slaughtered echoed loudly in Cheonhogun [Thousand Tiger Army] for three days and nights before disappearing.