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Chapter 954

Episode 954. Don’t bow your head. (4)


Jang Il-so snorted and raised his glass. The bright full moon filled his pale eyes.

“Late at night, on the Yangtze River…”

His lips drew a soft line.

“Drinking alone with the moon as my friend, how can I not feel intoxicated?”

The moon was just about to set down on his glass of wine.

“⋯⋯I’m next to you too.”


At that moment, Jang Il-so looked back at Ho Ji-myeong, who was sitting across from him, with an annoyed look on his face.

“You don’t know how to live.”

“I don’t know the fate, but I know the logic.”


Jang Il-so waved his hand and slowly emptied the glass in his hand. He drank every last drop and put the glass down on the table with a slightly drowsy look.

“Isn’t it good?”

Looking at Jang Il-so, who seemed to be in a good mood, almost as if he had been watching the moon, Ho Ji-myeong sighed.

“Of course, you might be excited, but I’m not.”

“why? “Are you worried about anything?”

“Did you say you were worried?”

Hu Jiaming looked around with a puzzled face. The place where they are drinking is none other than the deck of the Black Dragon Ship.

Even though the Black Dragon King is the vice leader of the Sapaeryeon, and Jang Il-so is the leader… the Black Dragon Line is a space that is like a symbol of Surochae. Acting on that deck as if it were my own home was no different from entering someone else’s home with muddy feet.

‘It’s the same for me right now.’

If the Black Dragon King invades Maninbang and sits on Jang Il-so’s throne, there will be nothing he can’t do to kill the Black Dragon King right from the start.

‘Can this be expressed in the word bold?’

Even this place is on the river.

And the Maninbando they brought with them are staying on a ship other than this Black Dragon ship. This means that if the Black Dragon King is vain, he could become seriously dangerous.

However, Jang Il-so was calmly sipping his drink as if such things did not matter.

“Cluck cluck cluck.”

Jang Il-so laughed softly as he looked at Ho Ji-myeong, who kept looking around with an anxious face.

“A pseudonym, do you have to be so scared to use it?”

“⋯⋯If my life was at stake, I wouldn’t have been afraid. “But I am not a person so great that I would risk your life.”

“It’s guts…”

Jang Il-so lightly waved his index finger left and right.

“No, no. “This is not guts, it’s calculation.”


“The Black Dragon King is a smarter person than you think. That’s why he can never touch me now.”


“If I die, the Four Sisters will instantly lose their heads and split apart. “Then who will bear the wrath of those middle-aged men who are glaring at this place with red eyes?”


Hu Jiaming nodded his head slowly.

It is clear that if Jang Il-so withdraws, the Yangtze River Bay, if not Gangnam, will be devastated. Shaolin’s anger must be terrifying now.

“The Black Dragon King is probably anxious that I might be killed by a blind arrow. So he said don’t worry and just drink. “I feel spiritually lonely when I drink it alone.”

“…he drank with the moon as his friend.”

“The back end is long. “It’s a bad habit.”

Jang Il-so chuckled and slowly turned his head. I could see Maehwa Island submerged in darkness at a glance.

“Aren’t you pitiful?”

“Are you saying this again?”

Hu Jiaming slowly drank the drink in front of him.


Then he put the glass down on the table and said with a grave expression.

“Compared to what you have been through, something like that cannot even be called a crisis.”

“This is not what I experienced.”


“This is what you and I experienced.”

At Jang Il-so’s words, a faint smile appeared on Ho Ji-myeong’s face, which had been expressionless the whole time.

People only see the flashy side of Jang Il-so.

At a young age, he became the ark of Maninbang and raised Maninbang to become a member of the Shinjuo clan. And now, he has surpassed the ten thousand people and ascended to the position of head of the Sapaeryun, which oversees the world’s four schools.

It is an incredibly splendid resume.

But who knows?

What path did Jang Il-so and Ho Ga-myeong take to achieve such splendid feats?

Overcoming the danger of death is not even suitable for drinking. For them, the danger of their lives was as natural as the night that comes after the sun sets.

Hu Jiaming picked up the bottle and filled Jang Ilso’s empty glass.

“And this is something we will continue to experience in the future.”

“yes. Hahahaha.”

Jang Il-so smiled happily and emptied the glass filled with alcohol in one go. Meanwhile, her eyes were fixed on Plum Island, immersed in darkness.


At that time, Jang Il-so’s eyes twitched slightly. In response, Ho Ga-myeong asked, her face hardening.

“Is there something wrong?”


But Jang Il-so soon calmly shook his head.

“It’s nothing.”

Blood-red lips drew an arc.

“Are you ready?”

“⋯⋯It’s over.”

Emperor Nangong looks back at Nangong Daowi with a stern face. The son, who seemed to have been young forever, was looking straight at him with an unmanned face.

Emperor Nangong shook his head loudly.

Even if it’s not his son, it doesn’t matter. Anyone who knows how to make an expression like this is worth risking their life for.

“What about the elders?”

“I’m ready, matriarch.”

The same was true for the elders who stood behind Namgung Dowi.

He looked haggard and thin, a look that wouldn’t have been surprising if he collapsed at any time, but his eyes were shining with the utmost brightness and clarity. To the point where I was worried that I might be discovered because of that eye glow.

Emperor Nangong let out a short breath.


“Yes, matriarch.”

“I know you’ve made up your mind, but I ask you one last time.”


“Don’t look back.”

Nangong Daowi clenched his fists.

“What hangs on your shoulders is the life of Namgung on this island. “Compared to that, our lives are insignificant.”

“⋯⋯I know.”

After speaking, Emperor Nangong nodded his head. And she quietly looked at her Namgung Island with eyes full of determination.


With his son’s image engraved in his eyes for the last time, Emperor Namgung turned around as if he had no regrets left behind.


“Go, matriarch.”

“Please take care of this place.”

Namgungmyeong gritted his teeth. A determined look soon appeared on his face.

“Yes, please leave it to me.”


Emperor Nangong spoke powerfully without even looking back.

“let’s go.”


“Approach as undetected as possible.”

Seven to be exact. Emperor Namgung, Daowi Namgung, and the five elders who were the core of Namgung.

They began to seep silently into the Yangtze River, which was stained as black as ink.

It dived below the surface without even making a splashing sound and slowly approached the ship.

Namgung Dowi followed right behind Emperor Namgung and proceeded to kill him as carefully as possible.

After swimming in the water for a long time without being able to see clearly, Namgung Dowi suddenly felt vain hope. Like this, I might be able to pass under that ship and reach land without being detected.

But wind is just wind, and hopes are usually dashed.

Before they were even halfway to the ship, something rose up from the floor.


Pure white bubbles poured out of Emperor Nangong’s mouth.

Those crazy numbers were stuck on the riverbed, watching to see if anyone was coming and going.

If it had been outside the water, there is no way they would have been able to detect the presence of Emperor Namgung. But this is underwater. Conversely, a place where there is no cover to hide oneself.

This means that no matter how much he is King Namgung, he cannot escape their eyes.


A series of loud sounds came from the water, and dozens of long harpoons flew towards them, swirling around.

Emperor Nangong gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword.


Soon, a huge spray of water rose onto the calm surface of the Yangtze River.


“It’s an enemy attack! “There are rats in the water!”


The quiet Yangtze River was suddenly filled with shouting and yelling.


The Black Dragon King, who was inside the cabin, jumped out like a thunderbolt.

“What’s going on!”

“It looks like they are trying to escape.”


The Black Dragon King turned his head and looked at Plum Island. When I narrowed my eyes, I could still clearly see the people moaning in the center of Plum Island.


Most of the personnel are still staying on Maehwa Island.


“Emperor Nangong!”

The Black Dragon King ran across the deck, roaring loudly.


Soon, the image of Emperor Namgung rising above the water clearly caught my eye.

“Hahahahaha! You rat! “Do you at least want to live?”

The Black Dragon King let out a loud laugh and lowered his hand into the air as if there was no need to delay.

“Shoot! “Turn that coward into a hedgehog!”

As the enemy flocked to one side of the deck, the ship suddenly tilted. The bandits were so tightly packed that their shoulders were touching each other and all raised their bows and aimed at Emperor Nangong.


I love you so much!

Arrows loaded with internal power were fired all at once. Arrows fired simultaneously from not only the Black Dragon Ship but also dozens of other ships covered Emperor Nangong’s head like heavy rain.

If it were day instead of night, the arrow would have created a huge shadow over the Yangtze River.

“Black dragon waaaaaa!”

But at that moment.


The huge sword energy unleashed by Emperor Nangong shone like the sun rising through a river, illuminating his son-in-law. Then the rain of arrows hit the flying sword and bounced in all directions.

It was such a formidable sword technique that it gave those watching it chills.


However, the Black Dragon King was rather upset when he saw the scene.

“Bite! “Let him know clearly what the price is for daring to dip into the Yangtze River!”

The bandits put down their bows and jumped into the water all at once. There were so many of them that the foam that rose as they jumped into the water was enough to make the river seem momentarily stained white.


That many people rushed through the water at incredible speed towards the seven people, including Emperor Nangong.

Not only out of the water, but also in the water.

It was like a sight of hundreds of sharks rushing towards a drowning tiger.



Emperor Nangong shouted loudly.

“Elders, block those who approach from the water! “I will be on the water!”

He gripped the sword handle so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

‘I’ll send Dowi alive!’

A strong will that had never been seen before appeared in their eyes.

“come! Dogs of the ditch! “I will tell you how the head of the Namgung family dies!”

Emperor Nangong’s sword roared like a wounded tiger and struck the water on the surface with tremendous force.


Then, huge ripples began to appear on the surface of the Yangtze River. The rising waves shook the boats floating on the water.

And that moment.


The bandits floated on the water like dolphins and fired harpoons at Nangung Huang and Nangong Daowi.




Nangong Daowi stepped on the shoulders of Nangong Emperor and jumped onto the water like a bird of prey. His sword left a pure white embroidery in the air.

dark sky.

The pitch-black Yangtze River.

The number of white lights in the middle looked somewhat pathetic.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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