Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 37



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Episode 37 – The Way of the Chivalrous

Was it not a lie that the thirty-six Jang River waterways were integrated?

The number of people gathered for the wedding ceremony was really large.

Even at a rough estimate, it is easily over ‘several hundred’.

This was a limited number of people who possessed ‘internal energy’ and ‘learned martial arts’. If we include those who had not learned martial arts, there were probably ‘one thousand’ people gathered.

They were all gathered to celebrate the wedding of the Great King of Jang Gangsu. So, a thousand eyes turned to me.

An uninvited guest who intruded into a wedding ceremony.

It was a common thought embedded in the gazes looking at me.

But one person was different.

The ‘main character’ of this wedding ceremony and the one who united the thirty-six water channels. Thus, he took control of the ‘Yangtze River’ that crosses the world.

King of the Jang River Surochae.

He was not flustered by the sudden intrusion of an intruder. He did not become indignant or angry.

His gaze as he looked at me from his throne-like seat······.

Ridiculous.

Only a very small ‘interest’ was visible based on such ‘inconsistency’.

“How dare you attend the King’s wedding….”

“I don’t know who it is, but the liver has come out of the boat.”

Hundreds of drones scattered about in an ominous aura.

Each of them took out their weapons and poured out their sincere killing intent.

“What are you guys doing!”

“Get him out now!!”

He ran towards me, screaming loudly.

Everyone ran quickly, demonstrating their ‘lightness’ skills as if to prove that they had mastered martial arts. Among them, those with outstanding martial arts skills leaped and shot forward.

Chae Ae Aeng-!

They are approaching with an air of force that makes it difficult to believe they are just a bunch of bandits or a bunch of pirates.

The unmanned personnel of Horonggwan are now unthinkable.

It can’t even be compared to the members of the Goeseongmun Gate.

The obvious numerical disadvantage points to my ‘death’.

···Can I do it?

Wasn’t that a stupid decision?

It was something that had nothing to do with me anyway, so was there really a need or reason to do this?

‘no.’

I shook my head vigorously to shake the thoughts off.

Don’t think about that.

If someone were to ask me the necessity and reason for this action, I certainly would not be able to answer.

If someone were to criticize me for doing this wrong and harming justice, I would not be able to refute that either.

And so, the Cloud Dragon Sword is in my hand.

I may lose my right to be the owner of the ‘Unryong Sword’ due to my actions that go against ‘morality’.

Still, this was just the ‘way of chivalry’ that I wanted to walk.

Hundreds of sword strikes pouring down.

In the meantime, my sword flows like wind and water.

Taeeulseon martial arts sword.

My fourth invitation.

Fengshui sword.

Chae-Ang-!

“Cough!”

“What the…!!”

The approaching drones shouted as if they were vomiting. This widened the gap even further, and I skillfully dug into the gap and stabbed them with my sword.

“Don’t panic!”

“There’s only one of them!”

The unmanned men quickly came to their senses and reorganized their formation. As expected of bandits who were known for plundering and committing heinous crimes, they were accustomed to fighting.

The momentum of the onslaught grew stronger.

Kakang! Kang!

Sword against sword. The sound of metal clashing against metal grew louder and louder. As it did, my internal energy began to stir, and I felt my body and my true energy boiling.

The bow? I can’t see it.

then······.

My internal energy has surpassed this milestone by absorbing the Heavenly Dragon’s Treasure Troops.

Whoosh whoosh!

The incredible internal energy begins to burn from the ‘lower danjeon’ in the abdomen. It then passes through the ‘middle danjeon’ near the heart, passes through the ‘pathological gate’ of Samadhi, and extends to the ‘upper danjeon’, circulating throughout the entire body.

The method of completing the spiritual treasure.

Human immortal achievements.

Equal distribution of yin and yang.

Yang energy rises and forms the sun.

The yin energy descends and forms the moon.

My sword, which had risen from below to above, descended again from above to below, cutting the preceding landscape in two.

Taeeulseon martial arts sword.

My fifth call.

The sun rises and falls.

Kwaaaaang!

A loud explosion, as if a wall had burst.

After that, a huge gust of wind blew, pushing away hundreds of approaching drones at once.

“!!!!”

“!!!!”

The expressions of the Jang Gangsu River’s unmanned forces were filled with shock. Those in the back row all at once hesitated and stopped moving, and their faces all turned pale.

The drones were overwhelmed by the momentum.

But the number was still large.

“This kid···!”

“I couldn’t see blood at the King’s wedding, so I tried to keep the ejaculation in my hand!”

The bastards scream again. The fear that had been eating away at their minds turned into ‘rage’, and they spread a stronger murderous intent than before.

The guys were divided into eight directions, including the four directions of left, right, front, and back. Once again, the momentum was boiling.

I gripped my sword tightly and prepared for the clash that was to follow.

That moment.

“stop.”

The voice of the Great King of the Jang River Surochae resonated softly.

It was clearly a small voice, barely a whisper, but it was clearly heard by me and everyone else gathered here.

At the sound of the king’s voice, the movements of the warriors suddenly stopped.

King Jang Gangsu slowly rose from his throne.

“He’s a funny guy.”

The presence of the great king rising from the throne came rushing in.

A huge stature, more than eight feet tall.

The pressure and presence that radiated from there weighed on me even though there was quite a distance.

As the King stretched out his hand to the side, a large ‘Unwol-do’ that was taller than the King flew in and fell into his hand.

A thing taken from the void.

A skill used by masters with strong internal energy to move objects from a distance. The difficulty increases exponentially as the object being moved gets heavier.

And the sword that was more than ten feet long was held in the hands of the great king.

At least the highest peak.

Perhaps it has reached the level of ‘peak’.

“You are not the ones to deal with.”

The king slowly walked forward.

‘different.’

And it’s dangerous.

It was at that moment that I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.

“Stop it now!”

Suddenly, Tang So-hyang’s scream was heard.

Dang So-hyang stood between the King of Jang Gangsu and me.

* * *

An unidentified man suddenly barged in.

The voice and physique were clearly that of a man, but his face was hidden by a mask. That was why he was ‘unidentified’, but for some reason, Dang So-hyang was able to know his identity.

Cheongun.

The man wearing the mask was clearly Cheongun.

That’s why Dang So-hyang felt confused and suspicious at the same time.

‘Why are you···?’

Why is Cheongun here?

Before Dang So-hyang could even ask her questions, the soldiers of the Jang Gang-su-ro-chae poured down and attacked Cheong-un.

and.

‘Oh my god···!’

Cheongun did not yield to such unmanned beings. He was not just yielding, but was overwhelming them.

A truly astonishing, if not miraculous, level of force.

Of course, Dang So-hyang had heard rumors about Cheong-un’s power. However, she faced the rumors with her ‘eyes’ rather than her ‘ears’.

Imoogi of Gangseo Province.

Tang So-hyang could see that the rumor was not at all false. No, she could see that the rumor was ‘false’ as a result.

Cheongun was not an ‘Imugi’.

A dragon that has already bitten the Yeouiju and become a supreme being, but has not lowered itself and ascended to heaven.

Sleeping dragon.

However, Dang So-hyang couldn’t just sit there and be surprised.

From the sight of Cheongun fighting against hundreds of Jang Gangsu-rochae warriors, we can see the ‘purpose’ of his sudden intrusion into the wedding ceremony.

‘Surely not a wedding…’

It seemed like Cheongun was planning to ruin this wedding.

Cheongwoon heard the whole story from Park Jin-hyeon, the former head of the Yakwangdang. Cheongwoon knew the purpose of this wedding.

That’s why it seemed like Cheongun was thinking of ruining the wedding ceremony itself.

‘Why on earth···?’

Dang So-hyang still couldn’t shake off the ‘question’. She could understand Cheong-un’s ‘purpose’, but she couldn’t figure out the ‘reason’ for it.

Cheongun and Dangso-hyang.

It was our first meeting.

So, it was a small relationship that only passed by briefly, and a relationship that passed by like that.

There was no reason for Cheongwoon to sacrifice or help Dang Sohyang, or for Dang Sohyang to sacrifice or help Cheongwoon.

No, even if there is a ‘reason’.

Dang So-hyang had no intention of receiving help from Cheong-un.

That’s why Dang So-hyang couldn’t just sit by and watch the fight continue any longer.

“Stop it now!”

This wedding must never be ruined.

To be exact, the King of the Jang River Surochae should not be left alive.

Of course I know.

This is not a matter of great ’cause’, but simply a matter of the ‘interests’ of the Sacheondangmun.

Secret technique and poison technique.

Sacheondangmun uses ‘dark martial arts’ that are not legitimate. They do not hesitate to use various illegal methods that are considered ‘taboo’ by martial artists.

Grace doubles, resentment tenfold.

The ‘Sachon Dangmun’s method’ of not caring about the means and methods for achieving the goal was clearly vicious and evil, just like the ‘Sapa’ and no different from the bandits of the Jang Gang Su Ro Chae.

Nevertheless, Sacheondangmun walked the path of ‘Jeong (正)’.

Although it was vicious and evil, it never abandoned the concept of a ‘political party’.

That is precisely why Dang So-hyang is here now. It is because she wants to ‘assassinate’ the King of Jang Gang-su-ro-chae, not ‘marry’ him.

The Sacheondangmun was able to sufficiently combine with the Yangtze River waterway system, thereby seizing the interests of the entire Yangtze River and wielding absolute power.

However, Sacheondangmun and Dangso-hyang did not do that.

As a ‘political faction’ rather than a ‘sect’, he did not choose to unite with the Janggangsu-rochae, which was engaged in plunder and atrocities.

Instead, we chose the path of eliminating them.

Although the method was the vicious and wicked ‘Sachondangmun method’, I had no doubt that it was clearly the ‘right’ path.

So, the great king of the Jang River Surochae must be killed and eliminated here.

And how to kill him······.

We both returned to Jin.

The only way for Tang So-hyang to become a ‘dark weapon’ and a ‘poison’ was to be held in the arms of the King of Jang Gang-su-ro-chae.

“What the hell are you that makes you want to ruin my wedding?”

Dang So-hyang glared at Cheong-un with a venomous look.

Anyway, Dang So-hyang doesn’t have much time left. It’s hard to get through this year, so even if she survives, it won’t mean much.

I have no regrets, no foolishness, no hesitation about life.

But, one thing.

If there is such a thing as the following.

If there is a next ‘life’.

If there is a fate called ‘red thread’.

At that time······.

I hope it doesn’t end as a ‘passing relationship’ like it is now.

There was only such a small ‘hope’.

But this was not the life.

In this life, Dang So-hyang······ must die here.

That is the way to Sacheondangmun, and it is the way for everyone.

“Aren’t you really ashamed of your endless mischief?”

More vicious, more wicked.

“Is this because I said I’d marry you as a joke? This is really ridiculous. This is why men are like this…”

The woman named Dang So-hyang was originally this kind of woman.

That she was a vicious, vicious, and mean woman.

So there is no reason or need for Cheongwoon to risk his life for a woman like this.

“You seem to be very mistaken. I have no interest in a worthless man like you. And you’re going to get all worked up over that one word… Now, will you please get out of my sight?”

Tang So-hyang squeezed out her voice.

And so, behind the mask, Cheongun’s eyes turned towards Dang So-hyang.

Warm, deep black eyes.

Mysterious eyes like the twinkling stars of the night sky.

“Let me ask you just one thing.”

The man behind the mask, Cheongun, asked.

“Are you sure it’s okay like this?”

It was natural.

It’s not just okay like this, it’s the way it should be.

however.

“······.”

For some reason, Tang So-hyang couldn’t speak. No matter how hard she squeezed out her voice, it wouldn’t come out.

“Is it okay for you to end your life like this? Is it okay for you to die just because you said you were ‘sacrificed’?”

Stop. Please stop.

“Young lady, do you really not want to live?”

When I listened to Cheongun’s words, I felt like my heart was going to break.

I feel like I’m going to collapse.

I feel like I’m going to start having regrets about life that I tried so hard to shake off.

Because I don’t think I’ll want to die… Because I think I’ll want to live. Because I think I’ll want to live and be happy.

I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud.

Saying that he wants to live now is not right, nor does it worship righteousness, nor is it the path that serves the party line, but it is only Dang So-hyang’s ‘personal greed’.

Dang So-hyang couldn’t open her mouth.

“I will not ask for your permission. As you mentioned, there is a ‘method of Sacheondangmun’.”

Cheongun just spoke.

“This is just the ‘way of chivalry’ that I want to walk.”

Flash!

A fleeting flash.

The new form of Cheongun that had been in front of her eyes just a moment ago disappeared. Tang So-hyang’s eyes widened in surprise.

When Dang So-hyang finally came to her senses.

Taeeulseon martial arts sword.

The sixth invitation.

A flash of light.

The black sword of Cheongun was being fired towards the great king of the Jang River Surochae.

* * *

There is no one in this world who wants to die.

There are just people who don’t want to live like this.

So I wouldn’t say this is the right way.

Leaving Dang So-hyang behind, he stabbed his sword at the King of Janggangsu Rochae.

The quick sword, Kwaegwangilseom (快光一閃), created by ‘Father’, improved by ‘Sword Master Yeo Dongbin’, and taught by ‘Bogeukjegun Wang Jungyang’.

This one, which contains all the essence of the quick sword, pursues the ‘extreme pleasure’ that is as fast as light. No matter how excellent your sense of technique is, it is difficult to keep up with this extremity speed.

Chae-Ang-!

However, the King of Jang Gangsu was able to block my single strike. As a result, the King’s crescent sword came down on me, over the sword that was blocking it.

“It’s you.”

Beyond the crushing moon.

“The guy that the leader of the Cheonma cult spoke of.”

The King’s two eyes flashed toward me behind the mask.