The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 224

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 191

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 191

Yu Hyun-wol (7)

The guarantee wasn’t just a simple reference.

It meant the sect would take responsibility for whatever happened.

The broker couldn’t hide his surprise at the words of Sung-yoon, the leader of the Sanmu Sect.

He had expected Sung-yoon to offer them something, but he hadn’t imagined he would go as far as providing a guarantee.

‘Of course, if they really mess things up, he’ll probably cut them off…’

The broker kept his mouth shut.

He wasn’t allowed to speak in this situation.

“Answer me.”

The old man seemed to know the answer he would receive, yet he still pressed for a response.

However, the words that came from Yoo Seong-woo’s mouth were different from what everyone expected.

“Sanmu Sect… yes, this should be suitable. As a bridgehead to enter the Cheon District [a high-level administrative or residential area].”

“What nonsense are you spouting now?”

“From now on, I will take over the Sanmu Sect. Come forth, Heuksa [Black Sword].”

As Yoo Seong-woo spoke, black light gathered and a black sword appeared.

The completely dark sword, which didn’t reflect even light, was stabbed into the ground, dyeing the space black.

Extreme Curse Zone.

A new power utilizing Yoo Seong-woo’s divinity and Heuksa’s power manifested itself here.

The powerful force emanating from the black space isolated the area from the outside and poured curses on everyone except Yoo Seong-woo and Yoo-wol.

A curse that ordinary humans couldn’t withstand poured down on the Awakened ones [individuals with supernatural abilities].

Most of them couldn’t stand and collapsed, trembling, with only the old man, the sect leader, and a few others beside him barely holding on.

But that was only for a moment.

The curse flowing from Heuksa was created based on divine power.

No matter how much internal energy or magic power they gathered, they couldn’t resist it for long.

Yoo Seong-woo and Yoo-wol stood up and walked towards the leader of the Sanmu Sect.

The sect leader, who had fallen from his chair and was writhing on the floor, coughed and looked at Yoo Seong-woo with only his eyes moving.

“Oppa [term used by younger women to address older brothers or close male friends], what kind of curse is this?”

“I don’t know the specifics, but it seems even an A-class Diver [a rank of awakened] would have difficulty moving. It’s a condition where only at least an S-class can move.”

“…Wow.”

“Y-you, just what are you…”

The sect leader grabbed his neck.

Not only could he not muster any strength in his body, but even breathing was difficult.

Yoo Seong-woo squatted down in front of the sect leader and said.

“Nice to meet you. I thought I was going to die of frustration, but now I don’t have to.”

“Cough, cough…”

“I’ve confirmed that all of the Sanmu Sect’s forces are gathered here. The space is completely isolated, so no support will come from the outside. So, what happens here is a secret just between me and you guys.”

Yoo Seong-woo’s lips twisted wickedly. The smile of a beast confident in its feast.

“I know why you guys are trying to bring someone like me into the sect. You guys are preparing for the Sect War.”

Sect War.

It was a system within the Cheonmaeng Fortress [a powerful organization or alliance] where sects waged war by mutual agreement, demanding various things from the opposing sect or forcing them to take down their signboard.

It was called a Sect War, but it was the same as yakuza [Japanese organized crime syndicate] or gangsters fighting each other to absorb and merge.

Sung-yoon, the leader of the Sanmu Sect, must have called them to the Ji District [a lower-level administrative or residential area] to use skilled wandering mercenaries in a dispute with another sect.

“Who are you fighting that you’re gathering mercenaries?”

“Y-Yoonbu Sect…”

“Yong-wol, do you know where the Yoonbu Sect is?”

At Yoo Seong-woo’s question, Yoo-wol nodded and answered.

She had learned about the sects in the Ji District to some extent.

“It’s a branch of the Hwasan Sect [a famous martial arts sect]. It’s a sword sect, but it’s questionable why the name contains ‘Axe’…”

“The Wudang [another famous martial arts sect] and Hwasan are at war. Good. Let’s proceed as planned. We’ll take the Yoonbu Sect through the Sanmu Sect and then strike the main branch.”

“S-strike the main branch!”

“You still have the energy to talk.”

Yoo Seong-woo smiled and glared at Sung-yoon.

Then, he began to stir up his killing intent and interfere with the man’s mind.

‘If I unleash the Extreme Curse Zone, this is also possible.’

He kneaded the spirit weakened by the curse and began brainwashing through killing intent and aura.

As the leader of the sect, Sung-yoon had a different mental strength than others, but he couldn’t withstand the curse and Yoo Seong-woo’s killing intent.

“You will move according to my will. The leader of the Sanmu Sect… I don’t need a name. Old man, from now on, I am your master.”

“Cu, cough…”

“From now on, you will have to get my permission for everything you do, from breathing to eating.”

Sung-yoon nodded with difficulty.

What Yoo Seong-woo had implanted in his head was a kind of detonator made by combining curses and auras.

If he acted against his will, it would explode and blow Sung-yoon’s head off.

Instinctively realizing this, Sung-yoon had no choice but to nod desperately to survive.

“How pathetic.”

The Wudang Sect was basically Taoist.

They were people who trained to become immortals, but the sight they were showing now was a pathetic sight of craving life, wasn’t it?

Well, he had realized this since the Cheonmaeng Fortress started operating in this way.

“When you bring fantasy into reality, it turns into something so insignificant.”

“I think Oppa is the most like a fantasy…”

“…”

Anyway.

Yoo Seong-woo kicked Sung-yoon away and sat down in the chair, crossing his legs.

At the same time, Heuksa, which had been stuck in the ground, disappeared, and the Extreme Curse Zone was lifted.

However, the aftermath of the curse still remained, and people were unable to get up from the floor.

Yoo Seong-woo emitted killing intent while sitting, suppressing everyone.

It was time to let them know who the owner of the Sanmu Sect was from now on.

“Everyone, bow your heads.”

From now on, this sect is mine.

***

“Now, you call the Wudang, and you call the Hwasan. Quickly.”

As soon as Yoo Seong-woo took over the Sanmu Sect, he led the Sanmu Sect to the Yoonbu Sect and took over the Yoonbu Sect as well.

Since he had already applied for a Sect War in the name of the Sanmu Sect, no one questioned it.

Except for the insiders who learned of Yoo Seong-woo’s existence.

But they were all under a Geumje [a type of magical restriction or oath] and couldn’t say it out loud.

The leaders of the Sanmu and Yoonbu Sects used their networks to summon the Wudang and Hwasan Sects.

Of course, that didn’t mean the leaders of the sects would come, but even the elders would be enough.

Because they were busy people, they made an appointment for five days later.

“Still, seeing them come when called, it seems they’ve been sucking up well enough.”

“You have to be on good terms to grow the sect even more.”

Yoo Seong-woo, who had finished organizing the affairs of the Sanmu and Yoonbu Sects, was on his way to meet Seo Moon-youngil.

“Follow me.”

“Yes.”

Seo Moon-youngil received Yoo-wol’s call and was waiting at the restaurant where she had spoken with her before.

Yoo Seong-woo moved silently and landed in front of her, and Yoo-wol also sat silently next to him.

Seo Moon-youngil was startled when two people suddenly appeared in front of her, but she quickly regained her composure.

“…Nice to meet you, I’m Hyun-wol.”

“You are the one my uncle sent…”

“Yes. I am Seo Moon-yeop’s hidden sword. Seo Moon-yeop’s own sword that no one in the Seo Moon Clan knows about.”

Yoo Seong-woo had already heard about it from Yoo-wol, so he naturally matched his words.

“Have you mastered the martial arts of the Seo Moon Clan that I gave you before?”

“…I’ve mastered it enough to protect myself.”

“Hoo.”

At her words, Yoo Seong-woo looked at her with interested eyes.

It hadn’t been many days since he had given her the martial arts of the Seo Moon Clan, but her martial arts had advanced.

Did she have talent from the beginning?

With just the Gyeol [a martial arts concept or technique] he had heard, her aura was organized, so she must have obtained something proper and become stronger.

‘She seems to know exactly what she was lacking.’

If she started working as a wandering mercenary now, she would be able to support her mother.

Yoo Seong-woo opened his mouth.

“Then the story is fast. I have prepared a stage for you. I have integrated the Sanmu and Yoonbu Sects in the Ji District, and next, I plan to devour the Wudang and Hwasan.”

“Wh-what did you say?”

“Are your ears blocked? I said I’m going to defeat the Wudang and Hwasan. Since they are lower in rank than the Se-ga [influential clans], I plan to gather other sects by dragging the Wudang and Hwasan.”

“C-crazy! There’s no way that’s possible!”

“It is possible. And I promised the late Seo Moon-yeop. That I will definitely grant you what you want.”

Of course, it’s a lie.

He had never met Seo Moon-yeop.

It was true that Seo Moon-yeop had briefly taken an interest in Seo Moon-youngil and her mother.

He must have been too busy with the internal power struggle to forget about it.

“If you want the downfall of the Seo Moon Clan, I will carry it out. No matter what method I use.”

“…Why did my uncle go so far for us…”

“We are just following Seo Moon-yeop’s orders. I will definitely fulfill what you want.”

When Yoo Seong-woo gestured to Yoo-wol, she held out a tablet to Seo Moon-youngil.

The tablet roughly outlined the future plans.

How to attack the Seo Moon Clan after eating the Hwasan and Wudang.

What role Seo Moon-youngil had to play there.

Seo Moon-youngil’s face gradually turned pale as she read the plan written on the tablet.

She looked back and forth between the tablet and the faces of Yoo Seong-woo and Yoo-wol.

“…You guys are really crazy. Do you really think this is a feasible plan?”

“But that’s the only way the Seo Moon Clan will fall. Don’t you want to drag down all the guys who kicked you and your mother out?”

“That’s right, my heart is full of wanting to kill them all. But I don’t have the power to stand against them yet…”

“Therefore, the plan will become a reality. You just don’t see much because you’re not strong yet. The views you and we see are so different.”

So roughly.

It meant that newbies just had to trust the veterans and follow them well.

Newbies just had to ride the bus quietly.

It’s not like they can tell the veterans what to do with their walkthroughs.

“If you’ve seen everything roughly, practice your martial arts again. Eat this too.”

Yoo Seong-woo took out a few elixirs from his pocket.

It was an elixir brought from the warehouses of the Sanmu and Yoonbu Sects.

Because he only brought a few elixirs that suited Seo Moon-youngil well, he would be able to quickly raise her achievements.

Seo Moon-youngil quickly put the elixir in her arms so that no one could see it and said.

“…I will never forget this grace. Never.”

“I won’t accept your gratitude. It’s Seo Moon-yeop’s order. We are just carrying out orders. Then I’ll call you again when I need you.”

With those words, Yoo Seong-woo disappeared in an instant, and Yoo-wol hurriedly followed him.

Seo Moon-youngil, who was left alone, sat for a while before getting up and moving her feet.

Yoo Seong-woo was watching the scene from the rooftop of a nearby building when Yoo-wol said.

“Is this what they call being eaten up by the concept? Oppa.”

“You’re more of a concept freak for calling me Oppa every time.”

It’s all the same.