At Head Abbot Hyeon Go’s words of thanks, Yeon Woo Jin smiled.“I’ll take your teaching to heart and pass these arts down properly to the temple’s juniors.”At the promise to pass them to the juniors, Yeon Woo Jin said:“Ah! Right… I forgot something.”“What do you mean?”“Shaolin’s late-generation talents—have they gone back?”“They haven’t yet. They’re waiting to return with me.”“It would do them good to have their bodies reforged, wouldn’t it?”Head Abbot Hyeon Go caught his meaning at once, eyes brightening.“Would you do that for them?”“Yes. Will you bring them?”“Yes! I’ll bring them at once.”“Anyone else you’d recommend among those who came with you?”“Yes. Everyone who came with me is talent from Shaolin.”“Then shall we include them as well?”“T-thank you. I’ll bring them right away.”“No—for now, devote yourself to the training you’re doing.”“Understood.”Head Abbot Hyeon Go was grateful.Truthfully, he’d been burning to ask, but couldn’t bring himself to say it.He owed Yeon Woo Jin too much already; if he had any conscience, how could he ask for more?Meanwhile, Yeon Woo Jin fell into thought.Distributing manuals and teaching here was to ramp up each sect’s strength quickly.But he’d overlooked the late-generation prodigies gathered here.He had been so intent on distributing manuals swiftly and preparing for the Demonic Cult that he’d forgotten them.He would have to alert the other sects as well—Before anyone sent their late-generation talents and standouts home. ****From the moment Yeon Woo Jin breathed healing qi into Head Abbot Hyeon Go, a personal hell opened.Before, he could rest during the time Yeon Woo Jin was healing him. Not anymore.He still felt pain when the illusion’s blows landed, but now there were no wounds—no time to rest.You might think, “If you can’t die from it, you can slack a little.” No.It hurt enough to die.Crossing the line between life and death isn’t only about mortal wounds.To escape the pain, he had to squeeze out every last drop of strength to face the illusion.After a week like that, his attainment climbed on its own.The struggle to survive yielded rapid gains.As his attainment rose, Head Abbot Hyeon Go reached a new realization.If a human resolves to do it, there is nothing he cannot do.Why shouldn’t I be able to become a Buddha?With that thought, a fierce light blazed from his body.The realm that had been stagnant for so long began to rise.After a long while, he opened his eyes.Yeon Woo ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) Jin sat in front of him, legs crossed, watching—like the Great Compassionate Buddha himself.Had he descended to earth to grant enlightenment to a foolish man like him?Or to save the world from the dark tide soon to sweep in?Whether Yeon Woo Jin was Buddha or not no longer mattered.His heart decided.Believe and serve him as Buddha.Head Abbot Hyeon Go slowly bowed toward Yeon Woo Jin.“This wretched being pays respects to the Buddha.”“…Pardon? I’m no Buddha.”Head Abbot Hyeon Go smiled.“The Buddha has already seated himself in my heart. I will attend you as the Buddha henceforth.”“T-that’s not it.”Many had asked to serve him as their lord.But Buddha?That burdened even Yeon Woo Jin.Still, the head abbot’s resolve looked immovable.In the overflow of enlightenment, he had looked upon Yeon Woo Jin and fallen into that misconception.Nothing he said now would land. He decided to wait until the head abbot calmed, then speak again. ****“What? Another failure?”Balho, Third Corps Commander of the Heavenly Demon Guard, scowled at the report.“My apologies.”“Maa… you disappoint me. I don’t recall you ever failing.”“It was… bad luck.”“Bad luck?”“Yes. Who could have guessed the Martial Deity Heaven Lord himself would be there?”“Oh?”“We meant to drive a wedge between Martial Deity Heaven and the Central Plains, but because the Lord of Martial Deity Heaven was on-site, the plan failed.”At his strategist Maa’s words, Balho stroked his chin.“Hm. That part truly was unlucky.”“My apologies.”“Tsk…”He disliked it, but even he had to admit—no one could have predicted that.Who would expect the Lord of Martial Deity Heaven to go watch kids play?“Why did he go there in the first place?”“To see his grandson.”“Grandson? Yeon Woo Jin?”“Correct.”“Ha… so he’s the problem. He interferes with our business at every turn. I truly dislike him.”Black energy surged off Balho’s body.“—Kkh!”Maa groaned, and Balho shot him a look of displeasure.“That’s what you get for skimping on cultivation to play at schemes.”“M-my apologies.”Balho pulled his energy back.“Tell me the next plan.”“F-first, as planned, we’ll pull in the Frontier Martial World. We’ll use them to throw the martial world into massive chaos.”“The same ones you mentioned before. Will those outsiders dance to our tune?”“They won’t be able not to. I’ve prepared for that.”“They can deliver real chaos?”“Without question. They’ll churn the martial world to its core. I stake everything on it.”“Confident, are you. Fine. I’ll give you one more chance.”“I’ll do everything not to disappoint.” ****After the appointed time had long passed,Head Abbot Hyeon Go stepped out of the formation.He immediately summoned the Shaolin monks present.Yeon Woo Jin had said he would put every talent they brought into the Yoga Tendon-Reversing Heaven-Dance Formation.At his call, all those from Shaolin gathered.Among them was Il Gwang, one of Shaolin’s late-generation talents.It still wasn’t enough.There was time. He had to put even one more into the Yoga Tendon-Reversing Heaven-Dance Formation.Head Abbot Hyeon Go spoke urgently.“Besides Il Gwang, who among you is the fastest on foot?”One monk raised his hand.“If you run without rest for Shaolin, how long?”“One day.”“Good. Run to Shaolin now and bring the Four Diamond Guardians and Eighteen Arhats here at once. Tell them it’s the Head Abbot’s direct order.”“U-understood.”“On the return as well—you run without rest.”“Yes!”“Why are you still standing there? Go!”“Y-yes!”Without knowing why, the monk burst into lightness skill and sprinted toward Shaolin.While Head Abbot Hyeon Go was raising a commotion,Mount Hua was in an uproar of its own.It was right after they returned from Yeon Woo Jin’s summons.“G-get every last Plum-Blossom Sword outside back—now!”“Sir? They’re on missions—”“The missions don’t matter! Send the word—return at once! This is a direct order from the Sect Leader!”“U-understood!”The Huashan Sect Leader turned to the assembled elders.“No one goes anywhere. Stand by. Understood?”“At least tell us why.”“To hand you a stroke of fortune.”“A stroke of fortune?”“Do I look different?”“You do.”“Stronger?”“Yes.”“It’s true. My realm has risen. My body is tougher.”“Congratulations.”“Congratulating me isn’t the point. I want you to experience the same stroke of fortune.”Faces shifted from surprise to moving gratitude.“You even look after us like this.”“As expected, only our Sect Leader truly thinks of us.”“Is recalling the Plum-Blossom Swords part of this?”“Yes.”“Then what about extending the same fortune to all Mount Hua disciples?”“That would draw too many eyes. Even so, I intend to bring as many as I can.”“Is this connected to that Yeon fellow?”The Huashan Sect Leader nodded.“Yes.”“What exactly will we be doing?”“You’ll know when you experience it. Explaining it is difficult. One thing is certain—you’ll grow stronger.”At “you’ll grow stronger,” their eyes burned with desire.It was the same for people from the other sects who had gone through the Yoga Tendon-Reversing Heaven-Dance Formation.They were scrambling to summon as many as possible.Word reached Yeon Woo Jin as well.He told them:Take your time—I’ll give you slack.The Divine Dragon Tournament was over, but Mount Hua would still be thronged with people. ****Shaolin exploded into motion at the Head Abbot’s order.“All Four Diamond Guardians and Eighteen Arhats?”“Yes. He said to come without delay.”“Hoh… what is this about.”“There’s no time. You must depart at once.”What a stir in the late hours of the night.“Understood. You, rest for now. You look exhausted.”“Thank you.”As the elder settled the monk who had run flat out, he hurried to carry out the head abbot’s command.The Four Diamond Guardians and Eighteen Arhats, roused from sleep, gathered with bewildered faces.With Shaolin’s representative elites all present, it felt like something grave had happened—but for that, the temple was far too calm.“The Head Abbot urgently summons you.”“Sir?”“Has something happened to him?”“I don’t know the details. But if he’s calling all of you in such haste, something important has arisen. Make ready.”“Understood. We’ll prepare to depart at once.”“He also commanded you to run at full speed without rest to Mount Hua. Hurry.”“Yes!” ****“I’ll go fetch that Demonic Tiger Relic at the Northern Sea Ice Palace.”At Yeon Cheon Baek’s words, Yeon Woo Jin’s face fell.“Heh. You don’t want to part with your grandpa, is that it?”“Of course.”Yeon Cheon Baek grinned and tousled his hair.“I’ll be in and out. You do your work.”Yeon Woo Jin nodded, worry clouding his face.“If you can, try persuasion first.”“Aye, I hear you.”Yeon Cheon Baek smiled.There are many kinds of persuasion.And one he was best at.Persuasion needn’t be done with words alone. There’s such a thing as persuasion of the body.He smacked his lips.I’ve heard the Northerners are a warlike lot. Heh. I’m looking forward to it.His heart was already elsewhere.Someone watched him with a worried expression:Gwangpung Shinga of the Beggars’ Sect, set to travel with him.Going to the Northern Sea Ice Palace just the two of them was madness enough—but the companion was Yeon Cheon Baek.Would the Ice Palace survive?He wondered.Did the Ice Palace know?That the greatest calamity since its founding was drawing near?It never crossed his mind that the Northern Sea Ice Palace would do anything to Yeon Cheon Baek.He had seen Yeon Cheon Baek’s true, earnest power.If Yeon Cheon Baek got serious, the Ice Palace would be annihilated.There was only one person under heaven who could stop him.He felt dread—and a flicker of anticipation.Those who had long terrorized the martial world as the Northeastern Demonic Sect would now, in turn, tremble.Gwangpung Shinga couldn’t wait to see the faces of the Ice Palace folk when they met the calamity called Yeon Cheon Baek.

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