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Chapter 992

Episode 992. What kind of wealth and fame am I going to enjoy? (2)

“What about the injured?”

Namgungmyeong answered Namgungdowi’s question indifferently.

“No one will come out dead. “They have very strong bones.”

“Fortunately, the.”

“Having the party come was a big help. “Isn’t the medical art of the Sichuan Tang family famous even in the central plains?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Sacheondanga is the control of poison, but it is also the control of medicine. Due to the nature of dealing with memorization, people suffered from numerous addictions and injuries, so medical skills naturally developed along with them.

“Just…”

Namgung-myeong, who was slightly speechless, calmly opened his mouth.

“Of the eighty-two who returned from Maehwa Island, I don’t think about ten will ever be able to hold a sword again.”

Nangung Dowi nodded without answering.

It’s a bittersweet thing, but we have to accept it. I’m just glad I came back from Maehwa Island alive.

“And among those who remain, there will be quite a few who will never be able to recover from their previous inaction.”

“⋯⋯I see.”

Namgungmyeong suppressed a sigh.

The damage is greater than expected. I thought at least a third of my power was preserved, but if Namgung-myeong said, I have to worry about whether I have a quarter left.

No matter how much they call themselves Changcheon Namgung Sega, it is embarrassing to even use the name Sega with this level of power.

‘If it were any other time, I would have paid royal tribute and reorganized the family…’

That is also impossible now. Even for those who hold a grudge, it is the custom of the powerful to take a step back and watch when a faction declares war. But there is no way those Sapa bastards can keep that custom.

Now, if the Namgung family declares the Bongmun, there is a high probability that the Sapaeryeon or Surochae will take advantage of the gap in the relationship with other clans to attack. If that happens, the Namgung family will truly be over.

“My lord.”

“Please tell me, Sogaju.”

“I have to leave Anhui.”

A heavy sigh flows from Namgungmyeong’s mouth.

I know it’s the only option right now, but leaving the place where my family was rooted wasn’t an easy decision.

It is as difficult as it is for the Sichuan Tang family to leave Sichuan, or for that volcano to leave the harmony of Shaanxi.

“I guess that’s the only way.”

“yes.”

Nangong Dowi nodded.

“We will lose a lot by leaving Anhui.”

If you leave Anhui right away, there will inevitably be problems with the commercial circles and relationships you have established there.

“But if you don’t leave, you will lose more.”

“⋯⋯Hmm.”

“My lord. No, uncle. This is a decision made by the Namgung family to become the Namgung family. “Please.”

Namgungmyeong shook his head.

“Don’t say things like that, Sogaju. So Gaju is now the acting head of the Gaju. Don’t ask me for permission, just command me.”

“⋯⋯Uncle.”

“I believe that the decision made by Lord Soga will be right. And…”

Namgungmyeong looked at Namgung Dowi with a warm smile.

“The head of the family would have supported this decision. The important thing is not to protect wealth, but to protect the spirit of Namgung. “Wherever, if the spirit is alive, Namgung can be Namgung.”

“Your father too…”

Looking at Namgung Dowi, who seemed lost in thought for a moment, Namgung Myeong let out a small sigh.

“Sogaju.”

“⋯⋯Yes, uncle.”

“I know what Sogaju is thinking. He is thinking that if the head of the family were alive, he might not have had to leave Anhui, right?”

Nangong Daowi closed his mouth and said nothing. Her Namgung Myung shook her head.

“Don’t think like that, Sogaju.”

“⋯⋯.”

“The head of the family is the head of the family, and the head of the family is the head of the small family. I have no doubt that Sogaju will be able to become a householder that surpasses his predecessors.”

“⋯⋯Uncle.”

Those are burdensome words. But at the same time, it was also a powerful statement.

‘You must do so.’

Not for his own glory, but for the future of the Namgung family.

In order to rebuild the Namgung family, which has already collapsed once, Namgung Dowi must be stronger than anyone else.

“okay. What will you do if you leave the family?”

“I’m thinking of relying on the volcano.”

“Did you say it was entrusted?”

“yes.”

Namgungmyeong frowned.

I am in favor of leaving Anhui. But there is no need to rely on volcanoes, right?

“Sogaju. “With the wealth accumulated by the Namgung family, it is not that difficult to settle down in a new conflict-free region.”

“yes. I know.”

“But why bother…”

Nangung Dowi slowly shook his head.

“It’s for Namgung’s sake. You know. There is no sect that has grown more rapidly than Hwasan. “We must learn how they did it to brighten Namgung’s future.”

“…Hyeon Jong-jin, the master of volcanoes, is not a very strict person, so he will give you plenty of advice without having to rely on you.”

“That’s not enough.”

A determined light appeared in Nangong Daowi’s eyes.

“With just the right amount of advice and effort, the Namgung family will not be able to regain its former status. “Sega has overcome many hardships so far, but isn’t this the first time in a hundred years that we have suffered such great damage?”

“⋯⋯That’s right.”

Namgungmyeong couldn’t help but nod his head.

Of course, in terms of damage, the damage suffered during the past war with the Demonic Cult may have been more severe. But the situation back then couldn’t be compared to now.

At that time, everyone suffered damage regardless of this or that clan. So in the end, the Namgung family’s position within the powerhouse did not fall.

But not now. Aren’t the powers of other clans except Namgung overflowing now?

“I can tolerate as much inconvenience as I want. “What I really can’t stand is seeing Namgung’s name ruined in my generation.”

“⋯⋯Sogaju.”

“Please help me. Uncle. “Uncle, I need your help to convince Gasol.”

Namgungmyeong looked at Namgung Dowi. Then she couldn’t look away from those two firm eyes and ended up nodding her head.

“I will.”

“thank you.”

Namgung Dowi’s voice lit up. Namgungmyeong sighed.

“Don’t forget that the person who will have the most difficulty with that choice is Sogaju.”

“I am prepared.”

“⋯⋯And I don’t know about the swordsmen, but we can’t go into the volcano with all the gasols.”

“The Gasols are planning to build a manor in Hwaeum and have them stay there. “I believe you will understand.”

It seemed like all measures had already been taken. At this point, Namgungmyeong became purely curious.

“What did you see at the volcano?”

“I didn’t see it.”

“yes?”

“I’m coming to see you, uncle.”

A smile appeared on Nangung Dowi’s lips.

“Hwasan is different from the sects I used to know. “It’s different from Shaolin and it’s different from Namgung.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I know it’s different, but I don’t know why it’s different. That’s why I’m going to cover it. “To fully understand and learn why they are different from us.”

Namgoongmyeong shook his head as if he couldn’t stop him. But there was a very warm smile on his lips.

“Since Sogaju said so, my uncle, I will try my best to learn as well.”

“yes. “Uncle!”

“It will take some time to convince the crew…”

At that moment, Namgungmyeong frowned and turned his gaze toward the door.

“What’s all the fuss about?”

From earlier, I kept hearing the sound of weapons clashing outside. It may be so amazing to hear the sound of military flags in a place where there are warriors, but this sound was not ordinary even for Namgung-myeong, who grew up in the Namgung family.

“Is there any problem…”

It was that moment.

Kwaaaaang!

The door of the room they were in exploded and a person flew inside.

“W-what!”

“Is this an enemy attack?”

The two people were scared and jumped up from their seats. Right in front of them, who reflexively grabbed their swords, the one who flew fell down with a thud.

“100 million?”

“Joe, Jogeul stamp?”

Blood was gushing out of Jo Geol’s mouth and his whole body was shaking.

At the very moment when astonishment flashed through Nangong Daowi’s eyes, Jo Geol pointed outside with a trembling hand. Nangong Daowi hurriedly asked.

“Dojo! Are you okay?”

“Dog…”

“dog?”

“Dog…”

“⋯⋯.”

“Dog… cub….”

Tuk.

Jo Geol finally closed her eyes and fainted. Even though he had already fainted, red foam was bubbling out of his mouth.

“⋯⋯.”

Nangong Daowi looked outside with blank eyes.

“Aaaah! “You son of a bitch!”

At that moment, Baekcheon, the volcanic sword, was kicked in the face and was thrown backwards. Cheongmyeong, who had stepped on Baekcheon’s face, blinked his eyes, looking for his next prey.

“Stop it!”

It is a common truth that the one who speaks first is at risk. Yoonjong’s only fault was that he did not know that common truth.

In return, Yoonjong had to make a human-shaped hole in the wall.

“I’m scolded!”

Yu Iseol stepped into the air and rushed at Cheongmyeong. Nangung Myeong swallowed her dry saliva.

“⋯⋯Are you sane?”

My mouth opened in shock.

This place is adjacent to the Yangtze River. And isn’t there a military unit not only from the old faction but also from the Sa-Pae-Ryeon not far from here? But training so loudly here?

‘It’s only been two days since the battle at Maehwa Island?’

At first glance, you can see that they are swinging their swords at each other, but it is not normal. It’s not just training that’s reminiscent of actual combat, but it’s training that doesn’t surprise anyone even if someone gets hurt.

There is a right time and place for everything.

This training was at the wrong time and place. Moreover, the strangest thing was that no one seemed to think this situation was strange.

“Hey, you bastard!”

Everyone’s mouths are full of complaints, but no one is backing down. It’s not like they don’t know that if they don’t like the training, they can just turn around and leave the manor…

Moreover, Cheongmyeong also surprised Namgungmyeong.

That Hwasan Sword Association is strong enough to beat the Black Dragon King. Even if he is not good, it means that he is a strong man comparable to Emperor Namgung. Of course, since the King Namgung also had the Emperor Namgung, there is no question of whether a strong person exists or not.

But when was the last time that Emperor Nangong trained directly with the swordsmen of the Sega Family?

Swordsmen who have reached the peak tend to prioritize looking at their swords rather than sparring. Therefore, as your skills increase, the number of direct sparring will naturally decrease.

That was a very natural thing for Namgung-myeong, who lived in a sword family.

It is common sense that having one more peak expert is better than having a hundred clumsy experts, so isolation of the peak inspector is actively recommended in inspections.

To Namgung-myeong, who lived his life thinking that this was natural, the sight of Cheong-myeong fighting viciously with people who were not even half of his skills was a shock in itself.

“This is why you’re strong… This is why…”

It felt like I was just getting a glimpse of the secret to the volcano’s strength.

How can you not become stronger when a master of his caliber spars with you every day?

Even if I didn’t know anything else, I could clearly see that the purpose of that person named Cheongmyeong was not to make me stronger, but to make Hwasan stronger.

“I envy you, uncle.”

“Sogaju…”

Namgung Dowi was looking at the scene in front of him with a faint expression. By now, she was probably thinking of herself sparring with her father, Emperor Namgung.

“But… it doesn’t mean there aren’t opportunities from now on.”

“yes? Sogaju, can’t it be right now…?”

“I’ll be back for a bit.”

Nangung Dowi drew his sword.

“Ah, you’re not even fully grown yet!”

Namgungmyeong quickly tried to stop him, but Namgungdowi didn’t even listen and ran forward. Namgungmyeong, who saw the excited smile on his face, gave up trying to dissuade him.

‘It’s a volcano.’

Perhaps Namgung Dowi’s choice to rely on volcanoes might have been the best. Regardless of the position of the Namgung family, this is from the position of Namgung Dowi.

“As you wish, Sogaju.”

Namgungmyeong only hoped that the lake called Hwasan would be large enough to accommodate the dragon named Namgungdowi.

I just hope for that…

bang!

“What just happened? “There was a strange bastard?”

“⋯⋯.”

Namgungmyeong closed his eyes tightly as he watched Namgung Dowi fly out of the manor in an instant after being hit by Cheongmyeong’s sword.

‘Let’s think again.’

It seems like the lake is somehow poisoned.

⋯⋯A rather fatal poison.

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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