A Modern Man Who Got Transmigrated Into the Murim World

**Chapter 52**

*Smack!*

Where am I?

*Smack!*

Who am I?

*Smack!*

Why am I being slapped?

*Smack!*

What the hell!

“Damn! Damn you!”

With his cheeks puffed up like they were about to burst, **Jo Hwi** jumped up.

“Damn it! Are you trying to make me do this for nothing? Once we start, you’re supposed to endure a thousand slaps without stopping!”

“Shall I… do it again?”

**Jo Hwi** couldn’t take it any longer.

The strange thing about getting slapped was that, at some point, he began to adapt to the extreme pain, making it bearable. But his shattered mental state was something he couldn’t control.

It felt like… becoming an animal.

An animal tamed by a whip!

How many was it now? Five hundred?

At some point, he realized that he was tilting his head just right to be slapped, and chills ran down his spine.

Ah, was this what it meant?

Then, suddenly…

“Huh? What’s happening to my face?”

His face began to twitch violently!

**Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** screamed in shock.

“I did it! Focus now! You need to remember this feeling!”

“Ah, I understand!”

“Do you remember everything I told you? The first point is the **Nohogyeol**! Start with the **Nohogyeol**, then move on to the **Baekhoe** and **Taeyang** points, drawing circles in sequence! Draw upon all your inner strength!”

The **Nohogyeol**, **Baekhoe**, and **Taeyang** are all located on the head and are dangerous acupoints. Stimulating them recklessly can lead to immediate death.

In particular, the **Baekhoe**, where the **Renmai** and **Du Mai** meet, is one of the most critical acupoints, and the process of conquering it involves a life-or-death struggle, often referred to as the **Life-Death Gate**.

Yet, **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** was telling him to channel all his internal energy and draw circles on these dangerous points?

It was a reckless and perilous action that could result in death or madness.

“Don’t doubt me! Trust me!”

**Jo Hwi** clenched his teeth and began to circulate his internal energy as directed. Even the spirits of the afterlife were beginning to show concern.

– “What… what is he doing?”

– “He’s so reckless!”

The **Sword God** quickly silenced the voices of concern.

– “If he suffers a backflow of energy, I will immediately manifest myself.”

The **Demon God** voiced his opposition.

– “Your spiritual power is already hanging by a thread. I will manifest instead.”

As **Jo Hwi** continued to accelerate his inner energy, he finally felt a surge of confidence. As long as the spirits were watching over him, he knew he wouldn’t lose control or fall into madness.

“If you keep accelerating the internal energy, the inertia will cause it to scatter! At that moment, you’ll be able to sense all the **Sage Tendons** that are currently rampaging! Remember! There’s only one chance!”

As the buzzing sound of a swarm of bees filled **Jo Hwi**’s head, the phenomenon **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** had described immediately began to manifest.

The internal energy that had been accelerated began to feel like it was about to pour out of every pore on his face.

*Throb!*

As the extreme pain in **Jo Hwi**’s face intensified, his **Sage Tendons** began to swell with immense pressure.

“Ahhh!”

**Jo Hwi** screamed in agony, nearing his limit.

Swoosh!

As the internal energy spilled out of his pores, all the pain vanished in an instant.

Yet, in the midst of that refreshing sensation, strange feelings blossomed like a fiery bloom.

Tendons that **Jo Hwi** had never perceived before, strange sensations that had never been under his control, began to dance like fine currents, following the flow of energy.

**Jo Hwi** clamped his mouth shut.

As **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** had instructed, he focused all his attention on sensing the **Sage Tendons**, determined not to miss even a single one.

After what felt like two hours, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Ho…”

His face was now flushed, and **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** shook her head in disbelief.

“Crazy. I didn’t think you would achieve the **Hongmyeonggaehwa** so quickly.”

Thinking back to the enormous price she had paid and the tremendous effort and time it took her to reach the first stage of **Hongmyeonggaehwa**, a feeling of emptiness washed over her.

This was truly someone who could be called a **Small Sword God**.

His bold yet precise handling of energy, his innate ability to sense the perfect timing, and his extreme endurance—all of it was astonishing.

As the swelling in his cheeks subsided and his face returned to normal, **Jo Hwi** spoke again, this time with a clearer voice.

“Impressive. It really feels like countless new pathways have appeared on my face. Is this the new sensation of controlling the **Sage Tendons**?”

Indeed, her words had not been an exaggeration. There were more than eight thousand **Sage Tendons** on a human face.

**Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** smiled brightly.

“Yes. But it’s still not fully under control, right? At first, it’s going to be chaotic.”

**Jo Hwi** cautiously manipulated his inner energy and sent it through one of the newly discovered pathways.

Wiggle.

“Mm?”

Though he had intended to send it through his jaw, the sensation instead flickered in his forehead.

The same happened for the other pathways he tried.

When he focused on the tendons near his eyebrows, his mouth twitched. When he tried to make his eyelids tremble, his earlobe began to twitch.

**Jo Hwi** frowned.

“It’s all over the place.”

After numerous trial and error, it became clear that controlling all the **Sage Tendons** would be no easy task.

Just memorizing thousands of sensations would be a monumental challenge. His head already started to throb from the effort.

At that moment, he realized just how extraordinary **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** was.

She wasn’t just some sharp-minded woman.

“You’ve reached the first stage of **Hongmyeonggaehwa**. You’ve just begun to control the sensations of the **Sage Tendons**. There are still three more stages left.”

“Four stages in total?”

“Yes. I haven’t even reached the final stage myself.”

“Final stage?”

“**Sambo Myeoncheonbyeon** (Three Steps, Thousand Changes). When you can create a thousand changes with just three steps, that’s the completion of the true **Chohwa Myeoncheonbyeon**.”

“Crazy.”

Whoever created such an absurd martial art must have been out of their mind.

At least in the art of reverse transformation, they had reached the pinnacle.

Afterward, **Jo Hwi** received the next stage of training from **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu** over the course of two hours.

“Thank you so much.”

As **Jo Hwi** quietly took out a bundle of certificates and handed them to her, **Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu**’s eyes widened in shock.

At a glance, it was obvious that the amount far surpassed the value of a thousand gold coins.

He had taken out every single certificate he had, not leaving a single one behind.

“Wow, how much is this?”

“About… it should be worth ten thousand gold coins.”

**Cheonbyeon Hyeolhu**’s mouth dropped open.

She couldn’t believe someone actually carried that much gold around!

After all, he was the chairman of the **Jo Family Assembly**.

To him, this amount of money was probably no more than pocket change.

When Cho Hwi took out gold coins worth twenty times the amount initially agreed upon, Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu’s face broke into an even more satisfied smile.

It seemed that Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu recognized the true value of Jo Hwa Myeon Cheon Byeon.

If that’s the case, it was only fitting that he also acknowledge the generosity of this man!

“I don’t need it.”

When Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu pushed aside the promissory note that had been handed over, Jo Hwi looked surprised.

“Isn’t this a lot? And it’s in gold coins?”

“I’d prefer something else.”

“Something else?”

Suddenly, Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu unfastened her robe.

“How about here? I prefer the outdoors.”

“Here we go again?”

Jo Hwi stood up with a shudder, then immediately activated his spiritual power.

Woooooo—

“Ha! Void Materials?”

Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu stared in shock at the iron sword floating in front of Jo Hwi.

She then briefly scanned Jo Hwi’s iron sword with a faint spiritual energy and looked even more bewildered.

“No, wait. It’s not just a void material. It’s a Sword Spirit! Wow! So the tales about the Little Sword Master’s sword flight are true? I thought they were all made up by those who loved to talk!”

Jo Hwi, however, lightly jumped and landed on the iron sword.

“I’ve clearly promised treasure as compensation. If you keep making strange demands, this won’t be any fun. And…”

Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu pouted her lips.

“What now?”

“I’m about to get married. Don’t get in the way of that.”

Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu chuckled.

“You think just because you block with a shield, you won’t get pierced?”

“Ugh, you crazy woman, what kind of metaphor is that?”

As Jo Hwi bent down to prepare for his sword flight, Cheon Byeon Hyeolhu screamed sharply.

“Hey! Little Sword Master! Aren’t you going to ask my master’s name?”

Jo Hwi glanced at her.

“What’s your name?”

“Baek Hwa Rin. That’s my name.”

Well, that’s a pretty name.

Shooooooo—

Without another word, Jo Hwi moved forward with his sword flight, and in the forest, Baek Hwa Rin’s sharp voice echoed.

-I’ll see you at the Jo Ga Daesang meeting!

***

Kaebong.

This city, together with Zhengzhou, can be considered one of the two major cities representing Henan Province, and it is a bustling commercial city full of merchants of all kinds.

Additionally, it is even more famous for being home to the Henan headquarters of the infamous Gaebang (Beggar Gang), often mentioned alongside the discussion of the old school of the Zhengpa faction.

However, most people don’t know the location of the famous Gaebang’s headquarters in Henan.

Like many groups that handle sensitive information, the Gaebang also operates covertly to protect their contact methods.

As such, there’s a saying that wherever beggars gather, it’s said to be the headquarters of Gaebang in Henan.

In fact, that rumor isn’t entirely false, as the Gaebang members live a life without being tied to any specific location.

‘Where the hell are they? I still don’t see them!’

The young beggar man with piercing eyes near a jewelry vendor’s stand was named Deung Jo Geol.

Deung Jo Geol was a beggar affiliated with the highly regarded Gyeol Blood Clan of Gaebang, and he was one of the brightest newcomers in the Gaebang’s post-transition group known as the New Beggars (Sin Gye).

‘Did I get the location wrong?’

Deung Jo Geol kept looking around in confusion, but he was sure this was the right place.

In two days, he was supposed to collect the information that the New Beggars had gathered over the past month and report it to the clan leader, but none of the New Beggars had shown up.

It was certain that the time and place were correct, yet the New Beggars were nowhere to be found.

Moreover, not a few of them were missing — they were all gone at once?

Naturally, Deung Jo Geol was extremely perplexed.

The Gaebang’s conduct codes didn’t teach how to handle such situations.

It was incomprehensible — it was practically impossible for all sixty of the Gaebang’s informants to vanish at once.

Then, suddenly, Deung Jo Geol’s eyes widened.

He saw the New Beggars of the Gyeol Blood Clan pouring out of a textile shop near a dark alley.

He rushed toward them.

“Jang San! Why is everyone coming out of here?”

Jang San, too, stared at Deung Jo Geol, wide-eyed.

“What? There are two of you, Jo Geol?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“You, you just took all the New Beggars’ secret messages from inside that shop…”

At that moment, Jang San’s face turned pale.

“Gasp! Could it be?”

“All the commoners scatter to search for the traitor! Jang San, you stay behind!”

The worst situation in the history of the Gyeol Blood Clan had just unfolded. All the information gathered over the past month had been completely stolen!

With a look as though his soul had been drained, Jang San’s face was filled with shock as Deung Jo Geol’s nervous voice rang out.

“What the hell happened? You said they looked just like me?”

“Th-They were definitely you. They even knew the Gaebang’s contact methods and secret code!”

“They knew our secret code too?”

***

As the situation worsened, Jang San began to suspect Deung Jo Geol.

“C-Could it be… you? You, the one who did this?”

“Damn it!”

Deung Jo Geol angrily shoved his way forward.

The brand on his chest was unmistakable, the mark of a former beggar leader.

Jang San was one of the few who knew that Deung Jo Geol was the successor of the beggar clan leader.

“We don’t have time. What about his appearance… Wait! Damn it! What about his voice? How was his voice?”

“It sounded just like yours. His gestures and habits were perfect copies too.”

“Wow…”

Deungjo-geol was left speechless.

Putting aside the high-level disguise techniques that deceived the famous new members of the Uihyeoldan in an instant, how could someone mimic his voice and habits?

This meant that someone had already noticed his true identity and had been watching him for a long time.

But as he thought about it, he realized that he had never felt like he was being followed.

Suddenly, Deungjo-geol’s face turned pale.

“Could it be…?”

Not long ago, he had teamed up with an unknown man and had drunk excessively together.

The man was so eloquent that his speech was almost hypnotic, a young man with outstanding verbal skills.

‘Let’s see… was his name Jo Young-hoon?’

It was a peculiar name for a Zhongyuan person, and he distinctly remembered it even in his drunken state.

Deungjo-geol suddenly shouted in panic.

“Find someone named Jo Young-hoon! A tall, lean guy with fair skin, and he’s extremely handsome like a woman!”

“Got it!”

At that moment, a voice came into his ear.

Deungjo-geol frantically looked around.

“Where the hell are you? Don’t hide like a coward, come out!”

Deungjo-geol gritted his teeth and trembled with rage, eventually heading towards the location.

***

Deungjo-geol arrived at a private room in the Bi-ryong Inn.

As expected, his assumptions were correct.

It was definitely the same man he had drunk with recently.

Deungjo-geol glared at the pale face before him and spat out, “Jo Young-hoon, you bastard!”

Jo Young-hoon, or rather, Jo Hwi, smiled brightly and pointed to Deungjo-geol’s chest.

“You didn’t notice the burn marks, huh? Thanks for the information.”

Deungjo-geol trembled and, despite himself, showed an expression of pity.

“Why are you doing this to me? What did I do to you in my past life? Please, just return the information.”

Deungjo-geol was not just any beggar. He was a Hugae (a senior beggar), and he quickly realized that Jo Young-hoon, or Jo Hwi, was far from ordinary. His cunning mind and extraordinary abilities were beyond normal.

And the biggest issue was that Jo Hwi’s martial skills were beyond his comprehension, meaning his fear was only natural.

“It’s not such a big deal.”

“What?”

Jo Hwi smiled mischievously.

“Connecting with the line.”

“You want to meet the elders of the beggars, don’t you?”

If Jo Hwi was forcing a connection, it likely meant he wanted to meet the leaders or elders of the beggar sect.

“No. You’re the only beggar I need. Just studying and mastering the behavior of the Hugae beggars almost gave me a headache for a few days.”

“Then where do you want to connect?”

“The Man Geum Sang Dan (The Golden Chamber).”

“Man Geum Sang Dan?”

For a moment, Jo Hwi’s expression hardened.

The Man Geum Sang Dan was a giant merchant association that even mediated trade between nations.

A member of the lower ranks there would wield authority on a level comparable to a local governor, making it an incredibly difficult position to infiltrate.

“You beggars are familiar with the ins and outs of Man Geum Sang Dan, right? You know their inventory and records of goods coming in and out. I don’t know why you gather all that information, but at least you should know who is involved in corruption inside, like a lower-level manager.”

Deungjo-geol’s face grew even paler. How did this person know so much about the beggars and their dealings?

“I… I can’t handle this.”

Jo Hwi raised an eyebrow.

“But you’re a Hugae?”

Deungjo-geol lowered his head slightly and shook it.

“My master took me in, but I’m not yet an official Hugae. I don’t handle the information.”

“Hmm.”

Jo Hwi’s expression grew serious. After all, Deungjo-geol only gathered information and reported it; he wasn’t in a position to use it.

But Jo Hwi had expected more from him.

Perhaps Deungjo-geol held another secret position or was carrying out a hidden mission.

“Damn, you’re useless.”

At that moment, Deungjo-geol felt a surge of anger rise from within. His pride was hurt.

“You should go and negotiate with my master directly. I can help with that.”

Now Jo Hwi’s face lit up with interest.

“Oh? You’ll introduce me to the leader of the beggars?”

The beggar leader, Gu Cheon-gi, was a legendary figure in the martial world, so rare and mysterious that even the emperor would have difficulty meeting him.

Jo Hwi was intrigued, realizing that this Deungjo-geol might be more valuable than he originally thought.

“Hmm.”

But as Jo Hwi thought, he reconsidered and took the information papers back into his possession.

“Don’t you trust me?”

“You’re going to drag me into your beggar den, right? I know that the beggars have over a hundred different ways of acting. I have to prepare myself. There’s no way to win against numbers.”

Deungjo-geol made a sad face.

“But if I don’t do this, I’ll die first at the hands of my master.”

Jo Hwi raised an eyebrow.

“Usually, people with the word ‘Immortal’ in their nickname are kind-hearted.”

“Why don’t you think about the ‘Drunken’ part in front of it?”

“Ah?”

So, someone becomes a crazy immortal when drunk?

“Hmm…”

Deungjo-geol handed over the information and disappeared.

Jo Hwi, having drunk with him before, already understood his nature.

He wasn’t the type to easily bow down.

If it weren’t for the information he carried, he wouldn’t have been this submissive.

Jo Hwi couldn’t trust him completely yet.

Just then, a voice from Elder Jo Gang echoed in his mind.

“Hmm, did I misjudge? Maybe I’m not yet accustomed to your vision. Take another look at the earlobe of that person.” (bold, italicized)

‘Earlobe?’

Jo Hwi focused his internal power and carefully examined Deungjo-geol’s earlobe. Sure enough, there was a faint mark, barely visible, shaped like the Big Dipper.

It was so subtle that only someone with the abilities Jo Hwi possessed could notice it.

“Ha ha ha… what an unusual situation…”

After hearing Elder Jo Gang’s words, Jo Hwi was momentarily surprised but then smiled brightly.

“So this bastard is Wang Geon?”

“Wang Geon?”

Jo Hwi’s face quickly turned sinister.

“Hey, you, strutting around with the Big Dipper tattooed on your earlobe, which is another symbol of the Seven Rainbows, and you want to deny the connection to the secret lineage?” Wow, damn! Huh? The afterimage is the secret technique of the Flying Dragon Clan? These bastards are completely out of control!

The backdoor girl’s mouth dropped open.

In an instant, the swordmaster lunged at Jo Hwi like a bolt of lightning.

The power unleashed by his palm was the Kanglong Eighteen Palms, renowned as the number one palm technique in the world.

The Open Palm was already renowned throughout the world with just one of its eighteen techniques.

That power is truly unparalleled!

The power of the (Yunhwan Technique), which extends from the first superhuman (Kangryongyuhui) to the fifth superhuman (Birongjaecheon), was sufficient to instantly shatter Jo Hwi’s chamber with its mere pressure.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

With a tremendous roar, the main pillar of the inn shook violently, and the entire roof blew off.

Jo Hwi immediately realized that the assassin had not been targeting him from the beginning, but rather the ceiling of the inn.

In an instant, the new model of the climbing girl soars into the air.

It was the peak of the swift wind and cloud dragon movement following the drunken Eight Immortals step that Geobang takes pride in.

-Huh! Regardless of the level of mastery, this is truly an extraordinary understanding of open martial arts! It’s like watching the young Qilong Emperor!

When evaluating a martial artist, the Sword God often placed greater importance on their temperament and talent, rather than the level of their martial arts skills.

In that regard, the Elder Sword God’s admiration was almost unprecedented since Namgung Jangho and Cheongunso.

To compare his divine status to the Dragon God!

Geollyongje was a legendary figure even in the long history of Gaebang, and his realm was truly legendary, synonymous with the very essence of Gaebang.

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The Open Martial Arts were techniques so difficult that even mastering just the Dragon-Soaring Eighteen Palms over a lifetime could not guarantee their completion.

Moreover, he is proficient even in the Qipai Sword and the Whirlwind Dragon’s Roar, which are of similar difficulty.

The singer’s claim that she hasn’t truly become a full-fledged singer yet is undoubtedly a blatant lie!

At that level, he was undoubtedly a standout among the candidates for the next generation.

Gazing at the figure of the flying girl who had already become a distant dot, Jo Hwi couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Do you dare to spit in front of me?”

At that distance, there was no need to use the sword flight technique.

Bang!

As Jo Hwi took a powerful step forward, a large pit appeared on the floor of the inn.

The legendary sword god’s unique martial arts technique, the Sword Heaven All-Powerful Step, has once again manifested in the martial world.

“Ugh!”

The attendant, who had already left the official road and was throwing herself into the grass, turned pale as if her vital energy was flowing backward.

‘No, what the…!’

He was looking at Jo Hwi, who was standing on the rock with his hands clasped behind his back, looking down at him, with eyes that seemed to say he couldn’t understand.

The Gale of Openings is a world-renowned martial arts technique that shines with the fame of being one of the three great aerial techniques of the Central Plains.

Is there really a martial art in this world that can catch up with such a swift and powerful movement in just one step?

“Wang Geon, where are you going?”

Looking at Jo Hwi, who was smiling faintly with a pale face, the attendant bit his lip hard.

“You too are clearly a secret merchant of the hidden trade!” “Why are you doing this to me?”

No matter how vast the world may be, very few know the name of the secretive.

Moreover, if someone not only mentioned the secretive seven rainbows of the world but also recognized their markings, they had to be considered an assassin of the Unofficial One Line.

If they are both members of the same secret organization, even if they recognize each other, it is an unwritten rule to pretend not to know.

But why do you persecute yourself like this?

Jo Hwi, as if finding this situation amusing, put an even brighter smile on his face.

“Oh, so you’re not a secret inspector but a secret agent?” You weren’t just a lackey, huh?

In the context of the secretive organization, those referred to as “dark merchants” are indeed extremely few.

His disguise as “Hugae” was truly remarkable, so it might have been expected.

“I don’t know which of the Seven Rainbows you belong to, but please do not break the golden rule.”

Jo Hwi’s gaze became intense.

If the members of the Hidden Sect are infiltrating all over the Central Plains and operating under disguised identities like this, then the situation is somewhat, no, very serious.

Moreover, since such an unofficial lineage was presumed to be related to the ancient modern people, that is, the divine seats, the seriousness of the situation could be considered even greater.

“Which clan of the Seven Reds do you belong to?”

At such a question from Jo Hwi, the attendant quickly looked bewildered.

“Are you crazy?” “Are you planning to break the law?”

Unless they are involved in the same mission, it is absolutely forbidden for the members of the Flying Dragon Clan to pry into each other’s personal affairs.

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That was the supreme law of the secret lineage.

“That’s ridiculous.” If that guy Hugae is the Am Sang of the Biseongilmaek, then it wouldn’t be strange for any of the Six Great Divine Dragons of the Orthodox Faction to be Am Sang, right? “Could it be?”

For a moment, Jo Hwi thought of Namgoong Jangho and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

By nature, that gentleman was never a person who could do such a thing.

“Hey, Am-sang, if you don’t answer my questions obediently from now on, you better believe it won’t be fun.”

“Wh-what does that mean…?”

Looking at Jo Hwi, who rolled up his sleeves as if he were about to interrogate someone, the attendant instinctively took a step back.

“First question.” Your secret name (codename) is?

Crazy!

The secretive and solitary nature of the hidden realm, and yet you ask me to reveal its unique secrets—what kind of absurd situation is this?

“Do you think you can say that?”

In an instant, Jo Hwi’s eyes turned into dazzling white.

Heavenly Absolute Sword Spirit.

The absolute sword decree that crushes all of the opponent’s physical powers has manifested.

Thud-

In an instant, he collapsed to the point where he couldn’t even move a finger, and the face of the attendant showed a mix of disbelief and horror.

The only things that can move are the eyeballs and vocal cords.

“Oh, no, what is this…!” Gasp!

The iron sword of Jo Hwi, which had floated up into the air, was now hovering right in front of his eyes.

The place where the iron sword is aiming is his brain’s vital point.

Even a depth of one inch (approximately 3 cm) was a fatal bloodletting that could only lead to death.

“Who on earth are you?”

The dazzling white fire burning in his two eyes.

It was undoubtedly a symbol of martial spirit, the Absolute Mirror.

I had vaguely recognized that the opponent was a master who surpassed me, but I never dreamed that they were an absolute master. That being said, it was because their age was similar to his.

However, to the best of his knowledge, there were no female figures who had achieved absolute perfection within the realm of non-emptiness.

“I’ll ask again.” Your scream?

The girl bit her lip until it bled and squeezed her eyes shut.

“Just kill me.”

“Ho-oh.”

Is this truly the secret of the Hidden Dragon?

This time, Zhou Hui focused his thoughts on his palm and directed them to his lower dantian.

The haughty and fierce energy was distinctly felt.

The unparalleled divine skill that Gaebang boasts of, the Hangryongsuncheon Divine Skill (亢龍順天神功), was undoubtedly it.

“Break it from the root.”

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“Oh, no!”

At the reaction of the girl, a sinister smile appeared on Jo Hwi’s face.

The person who valued his life as lightly as a feather is now showing a desperate face as he faces the imminent closure of Danjeon, which can be said to be the entirety of a warrior.

Judging by such contradictory behavior, it was clear that he was a born warrior before he became an assassin.

“A desire for martial arts greater than life itself… That’s not like you, Amsang.” “Could it be that you are an outsider affiliated with the Flying Dragon Sect?”

“…….”

Jo Hwi did not miss the momentary flash of venom in his eyes.

“What if you suddenly express such inferiority complex?” So, you really aren’t from the traditional Seven Secrets family. So, you’re saying he wasn’t raised from the beginning…

To the girl who was flustered by Jo Hwi’s incredible observation skills and heart, Jo Hwi’s indifferent voice flew back to her.

“Then it must be money.” How much is a sure candidate for succession with tremendous qualities and talents worth?

In an instant, a malicious light flickered in the eyes of the attendant.

“It’s not just money!”

“Ho-oh.”

He is a tough guy who immediately reacts to common tricks.

Such wildness was closer to that of a warrior, and it was absolutely not that of a merchant.

“So, what did they promise?”

The police officer burst into anger with bloodshot eyes.

“If you are truly a spy, you must know their methods of persuasion!”

“Coaxing method?”

“They say that without the Oubihwan they give every month, my mother’s life cannot be sustained!”

“Hmm…….”

Did his mother have a terrible illness?

Offering the most desired thing to the other party to win them over was both a classic method and the most powerful tactic of persuasion.

“Ubyeokhwan… what kind of medicine is it?”

At Jo Hwi’s question, the attendant’s face quickly turned to regret.

“It is a miraculous remedy that calms the heartache.”

“Hmm…….”

With a furrowed brow, Jo Hwi, who had been contemplating for a moment, looked at the attendant again.

“If I were to resolve your mother’s temper, would you be willing to cooperate?” Can I expect your cooperation?

Before long, the face of the attendant turned even more flustered at the sight of Jo Hwi, who was showing such polite manners.

“Any doctor said that your mother’s condition is beyond treatment.” “Only prolonging her life with medicine is the best we can do.”

“Was that doctor the Medicine Immortal of the Life and Death Medical Gate?”

“Wh-what…?”

The gaze of Jo Hwi, who was staring at the back row, became more serious.

“I will have you receive treatment and prescriptions for herbal medicine.” Of course, I will cover all the costs.

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If it’s about herbal medicine, they are a peerless genius in the martial world, renowned almost as much as the Seven Fiends.

Receiving his treatment was not something that could be achieved simply by paying money.

Just meeting him once was considered a miracle by the martial artists.

If fate doesn’t allow it, it’s hard to even see a glimpse of a distant relative; how does this person know about it?

“How did you make this medicinal dish?”

“Ah, it’s a long-standing client.”

It has already been five years since the Joga Daesanghoe has exclusively supplied the seventy types of elixirs produced by Saengsa-ui Mun to the market.

The question of life and death in the medicinal cuisine is that it is already deeply connected with the Joga Daesang Association.

“I can’t believe it!” Who on earth are you to be compared to a genius like Yakseon…?

“Little Sword God.”

“What, what did you say?”

Jo Hwi smiled faintly.

“Jo Ga-dae-sang-hui’s So Geom-shin, that’s me.”

The small inspection of the Jo family grand meeting was the very core of the Gangho Wind and Cloud, which all of the Open’s information assets were focusing on.

“Is, is that true?”

“Well, there’s no other way to prove it.” Ah, this should work, right?

Blame!

As Jo Hwi lightly stepped onto the still floating iron sword.

“Huh!”

Riding a sword means that the sword master has become the sword spirit.

In the current world, the only one revealed to be capable of such sword techniques was the young swordsman of the Jo family.

Come to think of it, the appearance of the small sword god’s facial features given out by the gang is quite similar to that.

“Are you really the Sword God?”

In their mid-twenties, they are referred to as a rising star of the time.

His reputation was so immense that it couldn’t be overshadowed even by Hu Ge’s name.

A realm so far beyond comparison to oneself!

Thus, the face of the attendant was filled with the pure admiration of a warrior.

“Have you only lived by being deceived?” Saengsa-ui-mun is a long-time client of our Joga Daesang Association. No matter how much you are a master, you won’t be able to refuse the request of the young swordsman. So, are you finally willing to make a deal?

However, the attendant knew from experience that there was always a price to pay for kindness.

“What can I assist with?” If it’s the Flying Dragon Clan, it seems like you know more about it than I do…

Jo Hwi grinned.

“Sell me six months of your life.” Of course, you will have to tell me all the secret names, missions, and contacts that Bigo Ilmaek has assigned to you, right?

While Jo Hwi’s voice continued, a faint wave rippled across his face, then it squirmed and quickly transformed into a different face.

“Huff!”

Looking at Jo Hwi, who had transformed into his own face right before his eyes, the attendant looked as if he had seen a ghost, his face drained of color.

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‘Was I that ugly back then…….’

Jo Hwi’s arm was draped over the shoulder of the girl who had quickly become gloomy.

“Alright, now tell me everything.” All of it. Our Wang Geon.

A Modern Person Who Fell into the Martial World 8

BUKDU NEO ORIENTAL FANTASY STORY

Cheongruyeon New Martial Arts Long Novel

Author: Cheongruyeon

Publisher: Gwak Dong-hyun / Publisher: Joheun Sesang Co., Ltd.

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