Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 181

Episode 181. Han Yi-bi , a royal palace blessed by heaven,

looked puzzled and took out the mysterious sword from her arms.

And then…

it went straight down towards Mukcheon Jamsa.

Ting.

‘omg! It bounced away.’

The sharpness of the Mysterious Sword was as sharp as that of any other sword.

And yet…

the force he applied came back as a half-elasticity.

Han Ibi’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

This time it’s Hanzo Sword.

Ting.

As expected, the result was the same.

This black thread called Mukcheon Jamsa could not be cut with an ordinary sword.

‘What kind of principle is this? Does this mean that Bongwang Island is some kind of legend?’

Han Ibi, who was lost in thought for a moment, remembered that she had ignored the system description without reading it all the way through.

Tiriring.

[…It is designed to fly like a bee, instantly destroy the target, and then return to its original position.

In particular, it has the characteristic of neutralizing the defensive power of armor.

Not only iron armor, but also Cheonjamsa type of face armor have opposite properties.]

‘I see. This is it.’

That was it.

Surprisingly, this object called Bongwangdo had the effect of easily splitting Cheonjamsa Temple.

So the merchant was never defrauded.

This pitch-black thread is truly silky silk thread!

‘Tsk tsk tsk. You are a very unlucky merchant. There is such a category. People who get a concussion even if they fall forward. Why did you meet me? I don’t know if I threw it all away out of anger.’

Han Eibi felt a little sorry.

He was looking at Bongwangdo for a while.

And then….

whistling.

He suddenly straightened his back, made a leap, and threw himself out of the open window.

Han E-bi quickly climbed onto the roof, holding on to the window frame.

He performed a light attack and landed on the floor with a graceful gesture like a butterfly.

The inside of the guesthouse was still crowded with people drinking.

Shirrick.

The sound of the wind passing by my ears.

It was a dark night, but he took steps toward a quiet field.

And then…

I soon started looking for a suitable location.

Beautiful tree.

And then Han Ibi’s roundhouse kick.

Boom.

There was a loud sound and the entire tree shook as if there had been an earthquake.

At the same time, leaves are falling from the rainwater.

The fluttering leaves were scattered in the air by the wind.

At that moment, Han Ibi took out the Bongwangdo from her arms.

He put his finger in the ring, wrapped it tightly, and…

leaving the ring behind, he sprayed it into space.

Hiss.

Bongwangdo Island launched into the wind.

Up to this point, I couldn’t find anything different from the previous Buddhist prayers.

But…

the ring decoration was clearly hanging on Han Ibi’s finger.

So, only the part that the system calls the ‘fuselage’ was blown away.

After that, I saw Cheonjamsa’s thread quickly unraveling.

At that moment, Han Ibi activated the status window.

The hit mark was revealed as if performing a secret martial arts technique.

But…

the shape was very different.

Not only was there a cross-shaped target impact point, but there were also red lines drawn here and there.

Around it, directional signs appeared in all directions, up and down.

Han Ibi soon learned that the mark meant the point in the air to change direction.

If only I could get the timing right!

‘right.’

When Han Ibi slightly rotated her finger and applied force to the ring, Bido soon turned and changed direction.

Crumbling.

The fluttering leaves were cut sharply, making a sharp noise.

‘left.’

Once again, Bongwangdo’s fuselage rotated to the left and changed its trajectory.

Bongwangdo, piercing through the leaves and tearing through space!

‘Vertical descent.’

‘Increase.’

And…

Han Ibi shouted as she pulled the ring.

“collect!”

In an instant, Bongwangdo’s body poured back into Han Ibi’s hands as if it were still alive.

Crash.

The fuselage of Bongwangdo had returned to its original position as if it had never happened before.

The leaves that fell to the ground have long since lost their shape.

Han Ibi left Bongwang Island again, laughing with joy.

Sometimes like a bee, sometimes like a butterfly, sometimes like an eagle, the blade of Bongwangdo’s sword was swimming sharply in the air, sparkling as it reflected in the bright moonlight.

A very exciting and exhilarating experience.

Han Ibi couldn’t stop, so she continued to fly until late at night.

As if I were going to cut down all the leaves in the world….

* * *

Ratt, rattle.

“Aham.”

yawn.

On the horse, Han Ibi stretched out her body.

I felt a drop of moist tear welling up in both my eyes.

“Oh my… I guess I overexerted myself yesterday. “I should have gotten enough sleep.”

It was like that.

I was extremely tired due to lack of sleep.

Anyway, we can’t delay any more time.

Han Ibi rode diligently and advanced toward Cheonseong Palace.

‘You have to be careful from here on out.’

At that time, a huge stone appeared before my eyes.

It is said that the meaning of this large, lumpy stone, which clearly appears to have been touched by human hands, is unclear as to whether it was erected before the era of letters.

In any case, it was very appropriate to use as a guidepost.

It’s just as Sojuyeom told me.

This is the fork where it branches off from Saju Road.

Now you will have to look at the map every time to find the exact location.

Because the landscape was so vast and desolate, finding the way was never easy.

There would be very few people passing by…

Han Ibi turned her horse’s head and passed by the right side of the huge stone.

Half a day passed by riding like that.

Until then, there was no one other than Han Ibi and a few bugs…

Anxiety welled up in the heart of Han Ibi, a street girl.

‘oh my. I said I’d come in today, but I guess it’s not like I’m going to be late or anything.’

At that time, when Han Ibi was moving forward with a nervous heart…

it was noticeable that the surrounding scenery was clearly changing.

The once vast plains disappeared and yellow-red strangely shaped rocks began to replace them.

Han Ibi thought as she looked at them.

‘Oh oh. That thing looks like a cow’s head. And that… well, that’s right. It looks like a giant mushroom. How many servings will there be if boiled? Tsk tsk.’

To relieve his boredom, he was giggling to himself, attaching his own meaning to the rocks that were a product of coincidence.

And then finally…

I saw strangely shaped rocks that appeared from time to time gradually appearing in groups.

A truly beautiful and majestic sight, as if you were looking at a natural castle.

Only then did Han Ibi realize why the name of this sect was ‘Cheonseonggung’.

‘You could say it’s truly a palace of heaven. It’s truly spectacular…’

It was just as So Ju-yeom said.

Fortunately, it seems like I’m on the right track.

He picked up a little more speed and headed beyond the direction where the strangely shaped rocks were lined up.

Then…

“Oh! “It seems quite plausible.”

A steep cliff of strangely shaped rocks.

‘As expected, the continent is wide and deep!’

A magnificent palace stood above it.

Although it lacked the detailed and grandiose taste of the Jungwon architectural style, it still had a simple and rough style that was unique to Sae-oe.

It was truly a wonderful scene that went well with the strangely shaped rocks around it.

Han Ibi jumped off the horse.

This is to reduce the strain the horse feels while climbing the hill.

He grabbed the reins and hurriedly started climbing the mountain.

‘Wonderful things are wonderful, but… the environment cannot grow a forest, so it looks very desolate.’

Anyway, when I almost reached the palace in front of me…

I came across two strong men guarding the entrance holding sharp spears.

The rugged physique and muscles that looked like they were about to explode were intimidating just to look at.

One of them found Han Ibi first and spoke.

“Who?”

Han Ibi approached and said with a smile.

“Um… this is Cheonseong Palace, right?”

He narrowed his eyes, adjusted his grip on the spear, and said:

“I see…”

“As expected, you’ve come to the right place. “I’m so glad.”

“what?”

“Oh, there is something like that. I am from Yeohwaru. “This is the new commissioner who just joined.”

Then the two men seemed to exchange a glance, and then the other man opened his mouth.

“Can you prove it?”

“Of course.”

Han I-bi put her hand in her arms and showed the identity card that So Ju-yeom had written.

At the end of the certificate, the seal of Yeohwaruju was beautifully engraved.

The man checked the certificate and then nodded and said.

“Please go in.”

“yes. “Then, thank you for your hard work.”

Han Ibi walked towards the inside of Cheonseong Palace.

Then, an old man dressed in shabby clothes came out and took the reins.

He told Han Ibi to go inside the building.

Sigh.

The huge, solid wooden door opened with a loud noise.

The interior of the hallway was revealed, but it was so dark that it would have been difficult to see what was ahead if it weren’t for the occasional glowing night light.

Han Ibi thought.

‘Oh, the atmosphere is as gloomy as I thought.’

At that time, a young man came running from inside and said.

“How did you get here?”

Ebi Han said.

“I came from Yeohwaru.”

Then the young man smiled and nodded as if he understood.

“okay. My Commander-in-Chief was waiting. “Please come here.”

Han Ibi followed the young man and walked down the hallway.

It looked quite old, but some very old-fashioned decorations also caught my eye.

Han Ibi muttered.

“This is really cool.”

Han Ibi was walking around looking around like that.

Then I heard a young man’s voice.

“Here it is.”

What the young man pointed to was a door painted black.

He pounded the hook on the door and delivered the message.

I heard a voice from inside.

“Come in.”

“yes.”

The young man signaled with his eyes to go in.

Then Han Ibi pushed the door with strength and went inside.

As expected, it was dark.

However, since there were lights on here and there, it was not difficult to distinguish objects.

The sight that appeared before him was unexpected.

Five people per line.

A total of ten men were lined up in two rows, and at the center, a man with very thin eyebrows was watching Han Ibi.

Han Ibi thought.

‘Eh? Is this really something that has entered the royal palace?’

At that time, a middle-aged man with thin eyebrows glared at Han Ibi with sharp eyes.

So Han Ibi also had a snowball fight with us.

How long had it been like that?

Soon, a middle-aged man with pale eyebrows snorted and said.

“Rumors tend to be exaggerated.”

Han Ibi blinked and asked back.

“yes?”

“Because it would have been better to overcome it with a more dramatic effect.”

Han Ibi said, frowning.

“What the hell are you talking about….”

Boom.

He said while stamping his right foot loudly on the floor.

“What was so urgent that you hurried to report this? I haven’t even reported my initiation to the palace lord yet. “If you tell me first like this… you mean to fuck me!”

Ebi Han said.

“Hey… I’m sorry for what I said. I’m not sure what you’re talking about. “You’re talking about that to Lord Su, not me, right?”

The middle-aged man who heard that snorted and said, ‘Hmph.’

“Start.”

Then the men lined up began to make strange noises like ‘woo woo woo’.

Han Ibi, startled by that sight, stepped back and took a defensive stance.

Slurp.

A strange sword that I took out without realizing it.

At that time, one of the men below stopped making ‘woo woo’ noises and shouted.

“You crazy guy! “How can you bring out a military weapon during a sacred initiation ceremony?”

Han Ibi was surprised and said as she took another look at Myohando.

“This initiation ceremony? No, if there is such a thing, please tell me in advance…”

“Woo woo woo…”

The voices of the men lined up rose again.

Han Ibi said while sweating profusely.

‘Isn’t this… like a pseudo-religion?’

The men, who had been standing as motionless as ice, were now shaking their upper bodies while making ‘ah ah ah’ sounds.

(Continued in the next part)