The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 195

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 196

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 196

Celestial Alliance Fortress (4)

While Yoo Seong-woo and his subordinates were carrying out several operations inside the Celestial Alliance Fortress, the Demonic Cult made its move.

Having amassed power in Xinjiang [a large, autonomous region in Northwest China] for a long time, they finally rose up.

Originally, this was supposed to happen much later, but with Shua-nel’s help, Heuk Sahyang was reborn as the Heavenly Demon faster than planned.

The Demonic Cult announced their uprising through various media outlets, declaring that their first target would be the Celestial Alliance Fortress.

Along with them, the Unorthodox Faction Alliance, the Mukcheon Society, and the Lightning Sword Sect also raised their voices, stating they would head to the Celestial Alliance Fortress, bringing China to the brink of war.

“Looks like they did a good job.”

Yoo Seong-woo, having obtained information through Yuwol inside the Celestial Alliance Fortress, chuckled softly.

The people he sent to the Unorthodox Faction and the Demonic Cult did their jobs very well.

If so, shouldn’t he finish his assigned task as well?

Most of the plan was complete.

Now, all that was left was to move according to the schedule.

“We’ve successfully recruited the small and medium-sized sects in the G district. All the small and medium-sized sects under Wudang [a famous mountain associated with Taoism and martial arts] and Mount Hua [another famous mountain, known for its sword style] have joined us, and we’ve also recruited those who have antipathy towards the Nine Great Sects or influential families.”

“We’ve also hired a large number of wandering mercenaries using the escort agencies in the Hae district. They’re just chasing money, so they won’t be too difficult to handle.”

After bringing in Je Gal-cheonhwa, the operations gained even more momentum.

With her intelligence capable of managing the Murim Alliance’s [martial arts world alliance] forces and the driving force to move her, the speed of work has doubled.

It was as if they were competing with Yuwol, both working at an incredible pace.

They were aggressively taking over the businesses of other influential families and sects using the wealth of Wudang and Mount Hua, so there would soon be those who would take the bait.

And, as expected, an urgent message arrived from the Mount Hua Sect Leader.

-M-Martial God! Please help us! The warriors of the Peng family are wreaking havoc in Mount Hua’s front yard!

“I’ll be there soon.”

Yoo Seong-woo instructed the two to continue their work and immediately moved his feet.

He had set up a separate hideout nearby, so it didn’t take long to arrive.

“Oh.”

A group of Awakened Ones were gathered in the garden of the Mount Hua Sect building, causing a ruckus.

As the Mount Hua Sect Leader said, they must be divers from the Peng family.

The Mount Hua warriors were resisting, but they were severely lacking.

The internal atmosphere was chaotic due to the large-scale purge, and many of the useful ones had died.

With their current strength, Mount Hua had no way to deal with the Peng family’s warriors.

Yoo Seong-woo leaped and landed silently in front of the rampaging Peng family warriors.

His appearance in a fluttering black robe drew the attention of both friend and foe.

And then, a voice rang out from the Peng family’s side.

“Y-You bastard! I meet you again here!”

A pugilist strode forward, clenching his fist.

Yoo Seong-woo looked at his shiny bald head and remembered who he was.

“Bald Monk.”

Was he from the Shaolin Temple [famous Buddhist monastery known for its martial arts] and receiving support from the Peng family?

It seemed so, judging by his presence at the Peng family’s expedition.

The pugilist frowned deeply at Yoo Seong-woo’s words.

“To meet you again here, I’ve been waiting for this day. You damn bastard. I’ll tear you apart and kill you!”

“You couldn’t do it back then, what makes you think you can do it now?”

Yoo Seong-woo was dumbfounded.

Back then, even with multiple people attacking him, they couldn’t even leave a scratch.

Did he really think he could win just because they came in a large group?

If that was the case, he wanted to tell him that he had a truly naive mindset.

As Yoo Seong-woo drew his iron sword to wipe them all out, a man of similar build stood next to the pugilist.

“Is that him?”

“Yes. That’s him! The guy who attacked the factory in the Hae district!”

“Who are you?”

Yoo Seong-woo asked, and the man with a large dao [a single-edged Chinese sword] on his back replied.

“I am Peng Cheol-woon, the leader of the Iron Tiger Squad of the Hebei Peng family. So you’re the one who interfered with the Peng family’s business.”

“Your head does look like it’s made of iron. Is that why you’re called the Iron Tiger Squad?”

Yoo Seong-woo didn’t bother to seriously answer the man’s words, and instead pointed his iron sword at Peng Cheol-woon.

He must have felt confident because he brought the Peng family’s captain with him.

But even so, they were just S-class…

Even if they were the same S-class, he couldn’t sense the kind of strength that seemed to surpass a wall, like the Demonic Cult Leader.

‘Jiwoo would be able to handle these guys easily.’

That’s why he was even more dumbfounded.

Was this all it took for them to be so arrogant?

Yoo Seong-woo snorted and said.

“This is Mount Hua’s territory. I will not tolerate any more rudeness, so if you leave now, you can return unharmed.”

“Can you call Mount Hua, which has fallen into the hands of others, Mount Hua? A place where plum blossoms don’t even bloom.”

“Mount Hua never had plum blossoms to begin with. Are you an idiot?”

Yoo Seong-woo, replying in a dumbfounded tone, took the first move.

He ran as if flying close to the ground, and then stabbed his sword at Peng Cheol-woon at a rapid pace.

At the same time, Peng Cheol-woon drew his dao and blocked it, then swung it wildly to try and cut down Yoo Seong-woo.

“I will tear you apart with my Chaotic Thunderbolt Dao!”

“Chaotic… what?”

Yoo Seong-woo twisted his body to lightly deflect the dao and create some distance, then glanced back.

While he was buying time, most of the Mount Hua forces had retreated.

Yoo Seong-woo stretched out his body and loosened his stiff muscles.

‘I’ll have to kill these two here.’

There was someone watching from afar.

But he couldn’t afford to lose here, so he would finish it by killing the two just barely.

It was unexpected that the Peng family would cause such a blatant ruckus, but it was still manageable.

He could also reduce the Murim Alliance’s forces in the process.

“I warned you. It is your choice not to return.”

With those words, Yoo Seong-woo kicked off the ground again and charged at them.

A terrifying speed. Except for the pugilist and Peng Cheol-woon, no one else could even react.

It was a kind of declaration that unless they were at least at the Hwagyeong level [a high level of martial arts mastery], that is, S-class, they shouldn’t even think about interfering.

Clang, clang, clang─!!

Yoo Seong-woo’s iron sword struck Peng Cheol-woon’s dao several times, then followed the flow to target the pugilist.

The pugilist stretched out both fists to deflect the sword and shouted.

“I’ve thought about killing you tens, hundreds of times!”

“That’s not going to be enough…”

He should have thought about it at least four digits instead of hundreds of times.

Even then, the chances of winning would be less than 0 percent.

The pugilist’s fists were extended in succession.

Sharp fists approaching, aiming only for Yoo Seong-woo’s vitals.

At the same time, Peng Cheol-woon’s dao flew in from behind.

It was a pretty good coordinated attack for something they came up with on the spot, but Yoo Seong-woo couldn’t give it a passing grade.

He lifted his iron sword to deflect the trajectory of the dao, and then slightly retreated to reduce the impact of the incoming fist.

“Not yet!”

However, the two continued their relentless attacks.

Yoo Seong-woo blocked with his iron sword, dodged, and got hit.

He acted as if he was being pushed back by the relentless attacks, putting on a performance worthy of a Best Actor award, while looking for a suitable opportunity.

Then, the moment Peng Cheol-woon’s dao was raised a little later than usual, Yoo Seong-woo suddenly increased his speed and broke through.

Having escaped from the two’s oppressive formation, Yoo Seong-woo quickly turned to the right and attacked the pugilist this time.

The sudden increase in speed caught the pugilist off guard, and as a result of not being able to react, his body was scratched all over.

Blood splattered from the pugilist’s body.

However, he did not back down and instead took a step forward, swinging his fist.

Yoo Seong-woo allowed the pugilist’s fist to hit his abdomen, and then flew backward, rolling on the ground before getting up.

“I hit you head-on, so you won’t be able to move properly!”

The pugilist said with a vicious smile on his face, and Yoo Seong-woo staggered slightly to repay his expectations.

Perhaps taking it as an opportunity, the pugilist charged forward first without matching his pace with Peng Cheol-woon.

Peng Cheol-woon belatedly followed the pugilist, but he was a beat late.

Swoosh.

Yoo Seong-woo’s iron sword came out from behind the pugilist’s neck.

Peng Cheol-woon’s eyes widened.

What kind of battle took place in the short time he couldn’t reach?

How could the pugilist, who was at the same Hwagyeong level, die so quickly?

It was difficult for Peng Cheol-woon to understand, but there was only one thing he had to do.

He had to kill that guy before his sword came out of the pugilist’s body.

Peng Cheol-woon, who quickly approached, infused his energy into the dao and swung it.

“Haaaaaaat─!!”

The dao fiercely cut through the air with the momentum to cut the pugilist and Yoo Seong-woo in one fell swoop.

Eventually, the dao, reaching the pugilist’s shoulder, cut through his already dead flesh, and tried to cut through Yoo Seong-woo’s body behind him.

However, the sensation felt from his dao was that of only one person.

The pugilist’s body was cut in half, revealing the scene beyond.

There, Yoo Seong-woo, having put down his sword, was standing to the side, dodging the dao.

He raised the corners of his mouth as if mocking him, stomped on Peng Cheol-woon’s dao that had fallen to the ground, and pulled out the iron sword that was stuck in the pugilist’s neck.

Peng Cheol-woon let go of the dao’s handle and stretched out his hand, covering it with energy to block the iron sword.

However, Yoo Seong-woo’s outstretched iron sword pierced through both of Peng Cheol-woon’s palms and reached right in front of his eyes.

If he had pushed it a little further, his head would have been pierced.

“You can have that one.”

Yoo Seong-woo said, letting go of the iron sword’s handle, and grabbed the handle of the dao that was stuck in the ground.

“I’ll use this instead.”

Yoo Seong-woo, having put down the crude iron sword and taken the well-made dao, swung the dao a few times and looked at Peng Cheol-woon, who was only backing away without even being able to pull out the sword that had pierced his hands.

“How does it feel to die by the sword you used to use? I’m a little curious.”

“K-Kill him! Kill that guy! Is there no one there!”

At Yoo Seong-woo’s question, Peng Cheol-woon turned around and shouted.

However, the Peng family warriors who had been there until just now were all collapsed.

Instead, there was a woman wearing a black robe and the Mount Hua warriors standing there.

When Peng Cheol-woon turned his head back towards Yoo Seong-woo after confirming that.

The dao was falling like lightning.

Peng Cheol-woon’s arms were cut off and flew into the sky, and he fainted from the sudden shock.

Yoo Seong-woo kicked the fallen Peng Cheol-woon on the ground and said.

“Stop the bleeding on this guy and lock him up. Extract information and use him as a hostage.”

“Okay. Oppa.”

“…Never mind.”

Yoo Seong-woo was about to say something but stopped.

‘The guy who was watching should have figured out how strong I am to some extent by now.’

Yoo Seong-woo shook off the blood on the dao and slung it over his shoulder.

The dao was a weapon he didn’t use often, but it felt good to use it after a long time.

‘Should I use this from now on?’

Someone might remember the diver ‘Yoo Seong-woo’ from the way he uses the sword.

Using the dao until the job is done didn’t seem like a bad choice.

As he turned to go back, he received a message from Je Gal-cheonhwa.

-Martial God, I apologize for bothering you while you are busy, but the head of the Tang family has requested to see you.