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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1596


Episode 1596. I can’t even laugh. (One)

After an overwhelming victory, the Sapaeryun began to retreat.

As if the feats that even dozens of days of festivals were not enough for were all lies.

“⋯⋯Hurry.”

Hu Jiaming, who bit his lip for a moment, urged his subordinates. It was difficult for him to understand Jang Il-so’s order, but it was even more impossible to present a different opinion to Ryeonju’s order. Especially in a battlefield like now.

A terrible stench and coldness began to creep into the place where the boiling battlefield heat had escaped.

“⋯⋯Preparations are complete, Lord Ryeon.”

“Hmm. so?”

Jang Il-so glanced away.

I saw Cheongmyeong standing there, unable to come any closer.

Jang Il-so, who met his gaze from a distance, immediately turned away with a sneer. No, rather than turning around, it was more like she was showing her ‘back’.

It was as if he was provoking Cheongmyeong by saying, ‘If you’re confident, come and stab me in the back.’

Jang Il-so smiled leisurely and said playfully.

“Let’s go. “If I take more medicine, I might get really thirsty.”

He giggled and walked away. Following him, a large army began to leave this blood-soaked land without hesitation.

Crash.

Cheongmyeong just watched the scene, biting his lip.

Why wouldn’t you want to rush in?

I want to run right now and cut that guy’s head off.

But it can’t be done. No, that shouldn’t be the case. Cheongmyeong knew that fact better than anyone else.

My fingernails dug into my palms, and the blood that seeped out fell drop by drop to the ground.

Hyeyeon and Yu Iseol came and stood next to Cheongmyeong, who was standing alone.

Of course, neither of them could say anything.

If Jang Il-so and his group had been in front of me, I would have been able to channel all my anger, but they had already run away. How can I pour out my anger against that?

All they could do was watch this terrible scene in despair.

Crash.

The sound of Cheongmyeong grinding his teeth was faintly heard. Yu Iseol looked at Cheongmyeong with worried eyes.

“Sajil⋯⋯.”

Eventually, a voice suppressed by anger leaked out between Cheongmyeong’s tightly pursed lips.

“Fuck…fuck.”

I was truly helpless.

❀ ❀ ❀

Jang Il-so clicked his tongue, displeased with his blood-soaked face.

He used his fingernails to pick at the crusted skin on his lips.

“You sound like a terrible bastard. “If you mess up, you’ll almost die.”

It was said lightly, but in reality the court was very strong. So much so that no one who watched the fight between the two would dare deny it.

However, most people will probably be more surprised by Jang Il-so’s attitude rather than the court’s inaction.

A person who leads this enormous battle to victory and then retreats without a care in the world. However, it was not the situation on the battlefield, but the attitude of this strange person who was looking at the wounds on my face.

Of course, those who were affiliated with the Sapaeryun naturally did not dare to point out this fact.

However, there were people here who were not affiliated with the SPA. They could not accept Jang Il-so’s behavior like that for granted.

“What on earth are you doing?”

“Hmm?”

Jang Il-so, who was looking at the gorgeous mirror, turned his sad eyes.

A person with a lot of anger on his face was glaring at him.

“You are the lord of the Namhae Sun Palace, Ryeonju.”

Detective Cheon-myeon hurriedly rushed to the side and informed Jang Il-so of his identity. Jang Il-so’s eyes briefly brightened.

“You must have come from far away. “I should have at least said hello…”

“It’s okay to say hello!”

“hmm?”

“I’ll ask you again. “What are you doing?”

“Palace lord!”

Brother Cheon-myeon was scared and tried to stop the Lord of the Sun, but Jang Il-so slowly raised his hand and stopped Brother Cheon-myeon. Then he shrugged his shoulders.

“What are you doing… “What are you so dissatisfied with?”

At first glance, it seemed like he really didn’t know. The Sun Palace Lord gritted his teeth so blatantly that everyone around him could hear.

“In that situation, you’re retreating because of just one person?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Jang Il-so’s face became as cold as ice. Likewise, cold hostility appears on the faces of the Hong dogs who were guarding Jang Il-so.

“How dare you…”

“Tsk.”

However, when Jang Il-so lightly clicked his tongue once, the fierceness that had been rising like a well-trained vicious dog disappeared as if washed away.

Hu Jiaming and Honggyeon barely suppressed their anger, but Jang Ilso, the person who was actually insulted, laughed with a very amused face.

“Well, am I really sane?”

“What…”

“Then, I ask. “What do you think our noble palace lord would like to do?”

The Sun Palace Lord’s fingertips trembled slightly. I felt a moment of indescribable contempt in Jang Il-so’s smiling eyes.

He is royal in Namhae and is a member of the Jin dynasty. He has never been looked at like this by anyone since he was born.

However, the reason the Sun Palace Lord truly felt humiliated at this moment was because of herself, who could not easily act rashly even after realizing that Jang Il-so was laughing at herself.

“It was a great victory.”

The Sun Palace Lord spoke as if chewing. However, Jang Il-so’s reaction was still displeased.

“is it?”

The Sun Palace Lord’s face was distorted.

‘What the hell…’

I can’t even guess what Lee Ja is thinking. It is not a feat that can be expressed in simple terms such as Mahayana.

It is clear that the old group will now be torn apart without even being able to leave its original form. Even if it manages to maintain its form, it will not regain its former status for at least a hundred years.

To put it simply, the era of old-style one-party politics came to an end in that era.

It has been hundreds of years since the name Gufileilbang stood tall in the world. Was there a force across politics, history, and foreign affairs that brought them down like this?

Excluding the Demonic Cult, which is too difficult to describe, it is an incredible feat that no one has even dared to accomplish.

But the person who did that ridiculous thing is now saying something like this.

The sun archer, unable to control her boiling anger, shouted in a voice that threatened to explode.

“What a feat! It has no meaning in itself! It only has meaning when everyone realizes and comments on its greatness. “It means that feats that are not recognized by others or fair evaluations that are received belatedly have no value!”

“Hmm… okay?”

The Sun Palace Lord’s tone became more polite little by little, and Jang Il-so’s sentences became shorter little by little.

“But if you retreat like this, it will be difficult for your allies to realize victory, and the enemy will feel as if they have not been defeated even though they have been defeated. “This is no way to deal with the military!”

The corners of Jang Il-so’s mouth curled up smoothly.

“so?”

“I should have made you understand, so that you could feel it until you got sick of it! If it were me, I would never have backed down from there. “It would have made everyone unable to take their eyes off the feat achieved by Sapae-ryeon until their bodies rotted away and became disgusting!”

If that had been the case, the allies would have been even more courageous, and the enemy’s morale would have plummeted.

“Let’s set an example by tearing that arrogant person to pieces.”

The sun palace lord speaks as if growling.

Of course, this was closer to bravado to avoid being pressured by Jang Il-so, rather than confidence in his own argument. But despite this, he succeeded in eliciting the sympathy of some people here.

Because it is not wrong.

In essence, victory must reach the skin without leaving a single thread behind. And that is the method that Jang Il-so has maintained until now.

When was the last time that Sapaeryeon engraved the three words ‘confidence’ into its heart?

It was in the Yangtze River and in Sacheon.

When they chased out the nine factions, conquered Sichuan, and chased after the Tang family, they were not ordinary four factions, but truly became a ‘Si faction alliance’.

“But if you run away like this, you end up running away because of just one person! Even if I had to retreat, I would have had to cut off the author’s head!”

Jang Il-so’s expression did not even change despite the subsequent valid points. He just looks at Jinpyeong, the sun palace lord, still with a smile on his face.

That unique atmosphere made Jinpyeong unbearable.

“I said…!”

“iced coffee.”

Jang Il-so lightly raised his hand and interrupted the Sun Palace Lord.

“That’s enough, that much.”

The Sun Palace Lord was completely upset. Clenching her fists hidden in her sleeves, she had to do her best not to show her discomfort.

It may have been before this war broke out, but the fate of the Sapae Lian that has already swallowed up the Nine Sects is not something that the Nanhai Sun Palace can dare to do anything about on its own.

He is a man of no character, but at the same time he has a sense of humor. If he hadn’t done that, he wouldn’t have survived as a royal.

“Show it off…”

Jang Il-so muttered and smiled.

“It’s good. “If you want to do that, I have no intention of stopping you.”

“I guess so…”

The Sun Palace Lord stopped speaking, flinched, and looked at Jang Il-so.

“What did you say just now?”

Seeing that embarrassed face, Jang Il-so called out his nickname.

“Haha, pseudonym. “It seems like the guest coming from far away doesn’t understand what I’m saying.”

Hu Jiaming glanced at the Sun Palace Lord and added a commentary.

“You are saying that if you think it is right, I will not stop you from enjoying that glory in the sun sign.”

The Sun Palace Lord’s face became blank.

You won’t stop it?

“It is true that the Namhae Sun Palace contributed a hand to this war, so it is fully qualified to enjoy that honor. If you wish, go back to that battlefield and do what you think is right.”

Hu Jiamyeong said it clearly.

At that moment, the Sun Palace Lord reflexively looked back.

The smell of blood seems to reach even here. A battlefield that literally looks like hell.

He can capture the spoils of war all by himself. That… was a temptation that was difficult for the Sun Palace Lord to resist.

“Go and see.”

Jang Il-so whispered like a snake.

“I will allow it.”

“⋯⋯.”

“hurry.”

A seductive voice.

Although the two words ‘permission’ were annoying, it was a very small part for the current Sun Palace owner. The only reason the Sun Palace Lord did not nod her head right away was because Jang Il-so’s voice, which seemed to be luring her child, felt somehow eerie.

‘What the hell…’

At that time, a strange sight came into the eyes of the Sun Palace Lord who was looking at the battlefield.

The scenery in front of me, which seemed like it would stay still forever like a painting, began to change.

‘Is that…?’

As if he had heard the question that the Sun Palace Lord had in his heart, Hu Jiaming spoke calmly.

“Cheon Woo-maeng.”

“That’s not all.”

Jang Il-so added. Then Hu Jiaming narrowed his fierce eyes. Sure enough, another group appeared not far from where Cheon Woo-maeng appeared.

Although I wasn’t familiar with it, it wasn’t difficult to guess its identity.

“The Zhuge family and the Mo Yong family.”

Those who had not yet let go of the embers of war were fiercely pursuing the battlefield, which had already cooled down.

Only then did the Sun Palace Lord understand the situation and felt a chill go down her spine. My back was damp with cold sweat.

What if he stuck his head in there again?

Perhaps the Sun Palace would have been annihilated under the combined attack of the enraged Chun Yu-maeng and the two three families.

“Why do you do that? “Have you changed your mind?”

The face of the Lord of the Sun, looking back at Jang Il-so, was quite different from before.

‘Did you already know about this?’

This side is also exhausted.

Although they are highly exalted by their great victory, if they had fought a series of fierce battles with another strong enemy while also making sacrifices, it would have been difficult to guess the outcome of the game.

Iza took his step without the slightest hesitation, as if he knew this would happen. He had no regrets about the victories he had already achieved. Unlike him, who was momentarily blinded by the spoils of victory.

The smiling eyes of Jang Il-so were cool. Faced with eyes that seemed to pierce her lungs, the Sun Palace lord suffered silently.

“I…”

It was difficult to even open my mouth. What can I say?

“Hmm. “It looks like you have no intention of going…”

Jang Il-so muttered. It was at that moment that the Sun Palace Princess began to tremble from her sense of defeat and humiliation.

“Welcome.”

Jang Il-so gently stretched out his hand.

For a moment, the Sun Palace Lord, unable to fully understand his intention, paused. Jang Il-so said with a smile.

“Welcome to Sapaeryeon.”

The Sun Palace Lord tried to hold his hand without even realizing it.

The reason he was able to avoid making that mistake was simple. This was because I felt a cool energy coming from Ho Ga-myeong, who was quietly watching me.

Venerable Sun Jinpyeong bowed his head instead of holding Jang Ilso’s outstretched hand.

As a royal, it is literally rare for him to pose like this. But his survival instincts were clearly still crying out.

You shouldn’t go against Lee Jae.

Forcefully opening his heavy mouth, Jinpyeong managed to spit out words.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Ryeonju.”

Jang Il-so looked down with his bowed head. And then the corners of her red mouth twisted eerily.

“You’re a good kid.”

The gaze soon left Jinpyeong as if it had lost interest, and headed towards the battlefield behind, which was now much further away.

“Unlike others.”


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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