Absolute Sword Sense - Chapter 224

The Ghost Killing Fist Demon, Jang Mun-Ryang.

He was one of the Four Great Evils and had a notorious reputation, making people who heard his name tremble.

The words that came out of his mouth shocked me instantly. It made me wonder if I had heard it wrong.

So…

“It hurts. Mun-ryang is in pain.”

He sounded like a child. Song Jwa-baek also had a puzzled expression and became confused as he trampled him with his foot.

“What is he up to!”

Puak!

“Ack! Ack!”

Jang Mun-ryang curled into himself like a cooked shrimp and didn’t even fight back.

Was he acting?

There was no reason to do so just because he was being hurt.

At his level of skills, it would be strange to let himself be hit and humiliated like this.

‘Uh?’

But then, something caught my eye. There was a silvery light at the back of Jang Mun-ryang’s head.

It resembled a broken blade.

“Do not mess around! This bastard….”

“Enough.”

“I almost lost my life?”

“… wait for now.”

I stopped Song Jwa-baek from venting more of his anger. He moved back but continued to growl in displeasure as he had been hit in the crotch.

Jang Mun-ryang, acting like a child, continued to tremble as if he was afraid of being hit more.

‘Is that a blade?’

Just as I thought, a piece of a broken blade was stuck in the back of his head.

Judging from the thickness of the broken piece, it seemed to have penetrated deep into his head. If he couldn’t recover, he would have died.

-Could it be that he is acting like this because it got stuck in his head?

That seems to be it.

It seemed that this blade pierced into his head didn’t help with his recovery and was interfering with its workings.

Otherwise, there would be no way for this to happen.

“Jang Mun-ryang.

I called him, and he lifted his head and looked at me with tear-filled eyes.

Ahh… it really doesn’t fit well with him.

“Puah!”

I could hear Sima Young laughing from the side.

I looked at her, waved lightly with one hand, and said,

“No. He is just acting like a child.”

What could I do?

It just turned out like this. I needed to see if other parts were affected as well.

“Jang Mun-ryang.”

“Y-You won’t hit me?”

Song Jwa-baek looked like he wanted to puke at this childlike tone.

“Ahhh! This insane bastard. With his face…”

I agreed silently. I could feel goosebumps rising on my skin, but then I stopped myself.

Because it was interfering with my next move.

“I will not hit you. Do you know who I am?”

He stared at me with watery eyes and then shook his head at my question.

It felt like he was trying to act cute, but it annoyed me. Unknowingly, I almost lifted my hand.

-Do you think something is wrong with his memory?

It was as Short Sword said.

From his point of view, there was no way he could ever forget my face. He wasn’t smart enough to deceive us despite being caught in the explosion.

“You really do not know me?”

The man shook his head, and Song Jwa-baek stood ready to kill him with a single word.

Hold on. Just wait. Be patient now.

“Do you know who you are?”

“Mun-ryang. Jang Mun-ryang!”

“Do you know who the Four Great Evils are?”

“What is that?”

Jang Mun-ryang tilted his head. His tone clearly showed that he didn’t know what that title meant.

“What do you know besides your own name?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you know the man with one golden eye?”

“I don’t know.”

The man shook his head as he continued to say the same thing. It was getting frustrating.

Reading much of his emotions was difficult because he was acting like a child. Or rather, it was a bit too much.

Sima Young then asked me.

“Young lord. Is that thing in his head a broken blade?”

“Right.”

“Oh no… how can he still be alive with something like that stuck in the head?”

I was also curious about his recovery abilities. It wasn’t like his throat was cut, but how could someone recover from such wounds?

“Isn’t he acting like this because of that stuck piece?”

Sima Young came to the same conclusion as me.

“It looks like it.”

“Then, if we pull it out, won’t he return to normal? I don’t think it will be that hard to do.”

I agreed with her.

I then moved to follow her suggestion.

Only then could we speak directly without trying to deal with a child. Before that, however, I had to seal his dantian.

At that moment, Song Jwa-baek came closer.

He also wanted to vent his anger out on Jang Mun-ryang, but it seemed he was holding back his emotions to an extent.

“Shall I give this to you?”

Song Jwa-baek had taken out some sweets.

He often carried beef jerky or sweets to quell his younger twin’s hunger. However, no matter how abnormally he was acting like a child, there was no way he would fall for this.

“That is?”

… what?

Jang Mun-ryang’s eyes were shining. He couldn’t take his eyes off Song Jwa-baek’s palm.

Song Jwa-baek split a sweet, put it in his mouth, and chewed on it.

“Uhh. Sweet and tasty.”

Seeing this, Jang Mun-ryang’s curiosity grew, and Song Jwa-baek told him.

“Want to eat? Then tell me something.”

“Will you really give it to me?”

No, what even was this?

Even if he was a kid, he was still Jang Mun-ryang, but Song Jwa-baek was making me see such a new side to him.

Perhaps it was because he was used to caring for his younger twin, but he had a talent for engaging children.

“I will give it to you, depending on what you do.”

“Please give!”

“No.”

He placed the sweet in his mouth in front of Jang Mun-ryang, who was asking for it. This made tears well up in the man’s eyes as he saw more of the sweets being consumed.

He was doing what any child would do.

“Do not eat all of it! If you do, then I will cry!”

This…

Don’t speak such childlike words with that old face. You are making people sick.

Sima Young, on the other hand, was laughing, clearly enjoying this.

“Is that cute?”

“Is it not cute?”

Her taste in this was…

Song Jwa-baek frowned and then said.

“You don’t know the world. Do you know of an equivalent exchange?”

“W-what is that?”

“If you want to get something, you must pay for it. But you haven’t given me anything at all. What kind of damned old kid are you? I will eat all of this.”

Song Jwa-baek pretended to put all of the sweets into his mouth.

“NO! NO! AHHHHH!

Seeing this, Jang Mun-ryang shouted and cried.

Song Jwa-baek grabbed the sweet he was about to eat and opened his palm, causing Jang Mun-ryang to stop.

[Wow… he would do amazing as a baby caregiver.]

Sima Young said this while biting her tongue. I was thinking the same thing.

He was really playing along with this old man.

“Then give me something. Is there anything that you know?”

“… nothing.”

Jang Mun-ryang fiddled with his burnt clothes as he answered. In response, Song Jwa-baek moved the sweet closer to his mouth again.

“Nothing, huh. Say goodbye to the candy. Bye-bye, candy~”

“NOO!”

He was really good at making kids cry. Jang Mun-ryang then spoke up as if he remembered something…

“W-would this work?”

“What work?”

“There are things that are popping up in my mind.”

At his words, Song Jwa-baek glanced at me. Hopefully, we can get something out of this.

I nodded my head, and Song Jwa-baek spoke.

“Tell me then. I will give it to you if it is of use to us.”

“Promise!”

“Ah, I will decide after hearing it.”

“Illusion Martial Fist… Blade Annihilation Force… “

‘…!!’

The words he said were enough to shock everyone there. When we asked him if he could remember anything, he was listing out martial arts.

They weren’t ordinary ones either.

‘Just hearing the names is enough to know that these are extremely tough and powerful martial arts.’

He also made sure that a fist technique was there, causing Song Jwa-baek to look shocked.

“This…”

I held out his hand to silence him and then told him.

[Write down everything he says or memorize it with your head.]

[Ah, right!]

Opportunities like this weren’t common.

Only two of the Eight Great Warriors and the Four Great Evils were famous for their bare-handed martial arts.

There was one in the Eight Great Warriors, and the only one in the Four Great Evils was Jang Mun-ryang.

It was a good chance to learn the martial arts of those who had gone beyond the wall.

-You should memorize it too.

I will be.

“As a storm makes up chaotic waves, the qi is transferred into the air…”

Jang Mun-ryang continued to talk about the concept of his martial arts as well as the trials he did for cultivation.

But the more I heard, the stranger it became.

I thought he must have learned demonic arts or evil techniques, but hearing his words, his techniques were closer to the Justice Faction’s.

Jang Mun-ryang took a deep breath after he finished his explanation. Song Jwa-baek, who found it difficult to memorize it all, then said,

“If you speak so quickly, how can I memorize it?”

“…”

Hearing this, Jang Mun-ryang jumped up silently. He then began to list all of his techniques again.

But this time, it wasn’t just words.

Papak!

He was actually demonstrating his martial arts. This made Song Jwa-baek take a step back.

It was easier to understand the technique now that it could be seen visually. As expected, it wasn’t a normal martial art.

Even the martial art taught by the teacher felt lacking in front of this. Everyone was in shock as they saw this.

“Ahh….”

Since Song Jwa-baek knew more about fist techniques, he nodded at the demonstration.

He seemed to have a better understanding of this compared to anyone else. As the technique continued, Jang Mun-ryang made his final move.

“So it is such a fist technique. Hahaha.”

Song Jwa-baek laughed.

He looked genuinely happy, as I said.

“Is there more candy?”

“One more.”

“Then give him what you have in your hand.”

He moved.

If we could show him the taste, then it would be more useful for coaxing him. Assuming that my words were accurate, Song Jwa-baek approached him and held out his hand, holding the sweet.

“Here…”

But Jang Mun-ryang opened and closed his eyes as if he was suddenly possessed.

“Mun-ryang, if you want to master this martial art, then you need to pass the power on to the next form. Otherwise, the circulation of the yang qi will quicken and infiltrate the bones and make them run wild. When you reach the end, make sure to do that.”

What did this mean?

Was he speaking more of the martial arts? But the tone he was using was very different.

It didn’t seem like he had returned to his consciousness yet.

But why would he call himself with his own mouth?

It was at that moment.

Pat!

Jang Mun-ryang rushed at Song Jwa-baek, who was right in front of him.

“Huh!”

Song Jwa-baek was surprised and tried to stop him by creating space. However, the man moved inside by one step grabbed Song Jwa-baek’s arm, and lifted him upside down.

It was awe-inducing to see him lift Song Jwa-baek so easily.

“AHHH! You jerk! What are you doing!”

Had he returned to his senses?

“Enough!”

I pulled out Iron Sword and tried to subdue him, but Jang Mun-ryang simply lifted Song Jwa-baek further and jumped over our heads.

He then slowly breathed, and I could see his flame qi.

“Kuakakaka!”

His body began to convulse as his eyes rolled upwards.

I was ready to cut off his arm, but his condition didn’t seem to be so good. He then said something,

“Open the gate to the Heavenly Spirit Blood point and take the qi to…”

No!

I hurriedly touched the seal and saw something unexpected in front of my eyes.

I felt a profound and new feeling appear from Jang Mun-ryang’s body and felt it enter Song Jwa-baek.

“Are you going to stop them?”

Hearing Sima Young, I gave her an incredulous reply.

“… the internal qi is being handed down.”

“Uh?”

There was nothing harmful about this. It was simply a transference of internal qi.

A wrong move now would put both of them at risk.

“Haa….”

Song Jwa-baek had a great chance.

He wouldn’t only learn the man’s martial arts, but he was also directly receiving his internal qi and skills.

Was this an equivalent exchange?

Half a candy yielded such an enormous profit.