Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 162

The essence of darkness (2)

The woman was beautiful.

Although her age was already just around the corner, her cool yet clear eyes contained the innocence of a girl.

Overall, she looks very attractive with her slender body and stylish clothes on. She was a woman who had an amazing combination of hot as fire and cold as a blizzard.

The world revered this woman, calling her the phoenix of the Four Heavenly Kingdoms.

“So you met yesterday?”

It is a tone that conveys coldness and determination. Bujeon Yeojeon’s daughter’s mood may have been inherited from her father’s unique temperament.

Tang Sang-ah smiled and responded to the official’s harsh words.

“yes.”

“How was it?”

“He was a person who was difficult to define in one word.”

The official nodded.

Are you a difficult person to define? I couldn’t easily figure out what it meant. In the first place, I didn’t attach much meaning to those words.

The important thing is not how you see it, but whether the marriage takes place or not.

“They will give you an answer soon. “Please wait quietly.”

“yes.”

“If they refuse to marry, there will be other options…”

“Father.”

“Speak.”

Tang Sang-ah smiled. It was a transparent laugh that did not contain any sincerity.

“I want to be alone.”

Tang Gwan’s eyes deepened.

The official who was looking at his daughter stood up from his seat.

“There must be a way to be happy even if it is not martial arts.”

With those words, the official left the room.

As soon as the door closed, Tang Sang-ah stretched out loud.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! “Oh, I’m tired.”

She rested her chin and looked out the window.

“Hmm, it’s a beautiful day.”

Her eyes became bright.

She had lived in Sacheon almost her entire life. It was my first time visiting Henan Province and the Daebyeol Mountains.

Is that why? Even though I had been in Maengnae for several months, my heart pounded just like it did when I first came. The atmosphere of Daebyeolsan Mountain, which shows scenery as different as the four distinct seasons, also aroused her excitement.

“What should we do for fun today?”

Even in a situation where she might have to get married immediately due to her father’s pressure, she did not lose her joy.

What was important to her was how to enjoy this moment. Dang Sang-ah’s idea was that once time has passed, it will not come back, so we should have fun every day.

That way you won’t regret it.

Even if you end up living a life you don’t want, you will be able to live with memories as friends.

‘huh?’

Tang Sang-ah, who was looking at the scenery with a refreshing feeling, caught sight of someone in the distance.

‘Is that person…?’

A strange expression appeared on Tang Sang-ah’s face.

‘Why are you there at this hour? It must be very busy with the founding ceremony, right?’

It was none other than Mo Yong-woo. He was the head of the Tangma Army among the Tangma Murder Temple’s surviving armies and the protagonist of the founding ceremony held in front of Museongjeon at noon today.

And… someone who might become her husband.

‘Interesting?’

All I had with Mo Yong-woo was a brief conversation over a cup of tea.

That’s not enough to understand a person. Although it was possible to guess a person’s tendencies, it was too short a time to know everything about that person.

Of course, Tang Sang’er had no intention of finding out anything about Mo Yongwu. It wasn’t because he was Mo Yong-woo, he just wasn’t interested in anyone.

As the daughter of a Tang family, she early accepted the harsh fate given to the women of the family.

It doesn’t matter who the opponent is. You just need to have healthy limbs and a good personality.

‘…Hmm.’

However, you may feel interested in the other person’s unexpected words and actions. In other words, it could be said to be closer to pure curiosity.

And now she felt curious about Mo Yongwu.

As a master of memorization, he had trained his eyes to the limit and could see through Mo Yong-yu’s every minute facial expression.

‘You look very distraught? I’m sure it’s not because of me.’

Mo Yong-woo was a good person. However, like himself, the other person seemed to be unimpressed.

In that case, I don’t think it’s because of me…

‘Because there’s nothing to do.’

I got a feeling.

I don’t know if it will be fun, but at least it feels like I’m about to witness an interesting event.

Ugh!

The moment when red energy seems to spread from Tang Sang-ah’s body.

Sarah.

Before she knew it, her body was shot out the window.

* * *

“Whoa, it’s annoying.”

A good quality long cloth was worn over a clean bag.

It was a material that was so soft that it felt uncomfortable. Although many people would unanimously praise it as luxurious, it felt cumbersome to Yeon Ho-jeong.

“The clothes have wings.”

“Do you look okay?”

“I usually dress like that.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mukbi.

“Are you pretty cool too?”

Yeonhojeong was Yeonhojeong, but Mukbi, dressed in a royal suit, was truly showing off her great beauty.

Even though she didn’t wear any makeup, it actually enhanced her pure charm even more. Her finely combed hair and strong body trained through archery and divine techniques are alluring enough to grab the attention of any man.

But Mukbi’s face was full of dissatisfaction.

“What’s this.”

“what? “It’s just pretty.”

“It’s hard to move. “If you wear clothes like this, the speed of the dragonfly cruise will slow down.”

Yeon Ho-jeong clicked his tongue.

“Hold on a little. “You can change your clothes as soon as the founding ceremony is over.”

“Phew.”

Silence continues to sigh.

Yeon Ho-jeong suddenly remembered something and turned his head.

“hey!”

“yes? Oh yes!”

“Aren’t you going to change your clothes?”

Okcheong scratched her head with a puzzled look on her face.

“Shouldn’t all Taoists pursue the path of peace and joy?”

“You do that on a regular basis, but since it’s the founding ceremony, it’s kind of… Hey! “No, but why have you been toddling around here since yesterday?”

Yes.

After Seunghyeonjinin returned, Okcheong came to visit. Without saying anything, Okcheong wandered around inside Pagungak and watched Yeonhojeong.

That was it. He didn’t say anything or ask for help. It just stayed like that.

Okcheong cleared his throat.

“I just think the energy around Pagungak is good.”

“Did they teach bullshit in the shamanist school?”

“That is a bit too much to say.”

“Noisy! You too, quickly go and change your clothes and go to Museongjeon! “There’s only half an hour left.”

“I’ll just keep going like this.”

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his fist without saying a word.

Okcheong’s expression suddenly became servile.

“Well, there is something called status that needs to be shown to the outside world. See you later.”

grasp!

Okcheong disappeared at an alarming speed. The speed of healing was faster than ever before, as if all the internal injuries had healed.

Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.

“There are no normal people around, so there are normal people.”

Suddenly, Yeonhojeong saw Mukbi.

Mukbi was staring at himself. Those truly mysterious eyes contained the meaning, ‘So are you normal?’

“Turn your head before I stab you in the eye, man.”

“oh my god.”

“what? what!”

“It’s okay? “You’re so strong that you’re just bullying me.”

“If anyone hears it, they’ll think I didn’t bother you in the past.”

“I really have nothing to say.”

Yeon Ho-jeong giggled.

It was then.

“ok?”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head to the main gate of Pagungak.

‘what?’

A familiar energy was approaching at high speed.

He was another genius whose martial arts skills grew rapidly without anyone even looking at him. Perhaps because he grew too rapidly, he was unable to store his energy, making his presence even more evident.

After a while.

“Can I come in?”

Yeon Ho-jeong opened the gate himself.

Mo Yong-woo was there.

“For what reason?”

“Please talk to me.”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at Mo Yong-woo, turned around.

“To the room.”

Three people came up to Yeonhojeong’s second floor room.

Mo Yong-woo spoke bluntly.

“The founding ceremony has been cancelled.”

“what?”

Not only Yeon Ho-jeong but also Muk-bi was surprised.

“Cancelled? “What do you mean?”

“Exactly….”

Mo Yong-woo could not easily continue speaking.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes narrowed.

“Did the Lord of Death tell you not to come?”

“…That’s right.”

“Hmm.”

With that one answer, I was able to understand how the game works.

Yeon Ho-jeong, with his back buried in the chair, chuckled.

“Moyong-gun has done another trick.”

Mo Yong-woo sighed softly.

“I told you that you didn’t have to do that, but you opposed it until the end.”

The reason was none other than Yeonhojeong.

He was the one who showed off his skills and fierce dancing in the gymnasium of Naeseong Square.

I don’t know if it ended there, but I even crossed the borderless barrier in front of everyone.

It was a surprise not only to the Murim Alliance but to the entire world. You may think that Yeonhojeong is still a long way off, but it was by no means common for someone to reach the pinnacle of martial arts at an age when they had just passed their first term of service.

The owner of a monstrous talent that far surpassed even the three peaks of martial arts, the young geniuses representing the martial arts world of the time.

“I wondered if I would be the main character of the founding ceremony.”

“That’s right.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled as if he couldn’t stop him.

“Well, it may be a petty response, but it is definitely necessary. “I understand Mr. Moyong.”

“You have no shame.”

“Why are you so shameless? are you okay.”

It seemed genuinely okay. There was no hesitation on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.

Still, seeing that expression on his face makes me feel reassured.

Mo Yong-woo, who was smiling slightly, grunted as if joking.

“Then why did you dance in front of everyone? “There is a saying in the world that you should hide 30% of your skills.”

“hmm?”

“Hasn’t your brother become more wary of you?”

Yeon Ho-jeong snorted.

“He’s a human being who was anxious because he couldn’t catch me in the first place. “We’re already killing and killing each other, so what’s the point in making them more wary?”

“Of course, that too…”

“You remember that too. There is no need to hide yourself more than necessary just because you are waging a secret struggle. On the contrary, if you worry about such things, there will definitely come a time when you will get tired. “If you get hit by a counterattack at that time, it will be even more fatal.”

“is it?”

“If there are cards to hide, there must also be cards to proudly reveal. And I have no intention of hiding my power from the enemy. “It was like that in the past and it will be like that in the future.”

What is important is the character of the enemy and the current situation.

Even if Yeon Ho-jeong becomes a transcendent expert, he cannot handle a single force alone. This means that nothing substantial has been gained from the power struggle.

Even if he had reached the level of the Holy Heavenly Thirteenth Place, this level would not have a decisive impact on the country.

If there was a chance that the situation could get worse, Yeon Ho-jeong would have given up first, even if his father would have been upset.

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“You are amazing in so many ways.”

“Again?”

“ha ha ha!”

I came to tell you something serious, but when I actually talked to Yeon Ho-jeong, I felt like I was able to unburden my heart.

Mo Yong-woo asked quietly.

“Anyway, it’s really amazing. I also thought I was quite gifted as a martial artist, but compared to my brother, I feel like I have new feet…”

At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.

“cadet? “Did you have a younger brother too?”

Why is this such a sad thing?

Mo Yong-woo, who was about to proudly tell her not to play around and come to meet him, suddenly blinked.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand on the armrest of the chair was pointing to the ceiling.

Ugh.

At that moment, Geongon’s true energy rose sharply, sharpening his five senses like blades.

‘person?’

There is someone. An amazing master, too.

“…You are younger than me, so you are my brother. “Isn’t that right?”

“Wrong. I have absolutely no intention of becoming friends with anyone from Moyongga.”

“Huh, that sounds a bit sad.”

Mo Yong-woo shook his head.

“Anyway.”

“say.”

“Do you have a cat?”

Yeon Ho-jeong grinned.

“I thought it was your cat?”

“I see.”

Mo Yong-woo smiled brightly.

“Let’s check whose cat it is.”

“Stay silent.”

At that moment, the tension of silence hit the ceiling.

Quang!

The ceiling collapsed, revealing a person looking devastated.

It was Dang Sang-ah.

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