A moniker is another name for a person of the martial world.

Strange Heavenly Brain, Zhuge Seon.

As his moniker suggested, he was a man who possessed a brain that was not human.

He had compiled the family’s secret arts and the martial arts that had flowed in from the outside, making the Zhuge Clan stand tall as a ‘martial family’.

He had served as the general strategist of the Martial Alliance during the Righteous-Demonic War, and was the strategist who had planned the overall picture.

Currently, his individual martial power was also great, and he was an absolute master who was counted among the Ten Great Masters of the World.

‘With my current self, I can’t do anything.’

Even the current Cheon Mubaeck, who had made the Heaven-Hiding Sword Art his own, had no way to deal with Zhuge Seon if they clashed.

‘Unless I can perfectly utilize the supreme yin energy and accumulate more immortal energy to hold both the upper and lower dantians in my hands.’

At that point, it would be worth being prepared.

Of course, he was not at a level where he would be defeated without a fight right now.

There were countless martial arts in his head, and among them, there was a secret move that could only be used once, no matter who he met.

‘I can take him down with me.’

He hadn’t come to fight Zhuge Seon now. Such worries might not be necessary.

But Zhuge Seon was an extremely dangerous man, to the point where Cheon Mubaeck was wary.

Even though he had dirtied the beautiful rear garden, Zhuge Seon, far from getting angry, burst into laughter.

He wiped the corners of his eyes after laughing so much.

“You’re really something. You are. You bastard, are you daring to warn me?”

“That depends on the person who receives it, doesn’t it? If you have something to be pricked by, it’s a warning, and if not, if you’re angry, it’s just that your cherished rear garden has become dirty.”

“Hahahaha.”

The rear garden of the Zhuge Clan was a special place.

There was a reason why the grand clan head stayed there, but this was the core of the Guardian Array of Wondrous Questions.

‘The last line of defense and the final high ground of the Zhuge Clan.’

It was a place prepared for the end of the Zhuge Clan.

When they were in danger of being destroyed by someone’s invasion.

The secret passage for the Zhuge Clan’s family members to escape went through the rear garden.

The rear garden was the final line of defense that had to block any enemy.

The most dangerous formations and mechanisms of the Guardian Array of Wondrous Questions were installed here.

Even within the Zhuge Clan, only a very few people could access the rear garden and knew what was there. But Cheon Mubaeck had made some of those mechanism formations reveal themselves. As if he knew.

Zhuge Seon’s laughter died down.

“I’ll take it as a warning. I’m an old man who has already retired from the front lines of the martial world. I don’t care about the Blood Demon Valley or anything.”

“Please do take an interest. As a junior of the martial world, I am ready to listen to your advice.”

“You need my meager help, but you don’t want to be a pawn? This, you’re something.”

Zhuge Seon clicked his tongue and gestured with his hand.

“Come. No matter what, would I activate the mechanisms on the benefactor who saved Seola?”

“Then I will go, despite the rudeness.”

Cheon Mubaeck took a fist and palm salute and then moved quickly.

His posture was unhesitatingly confident.

A strange light flickered in Zhuge Seon’s eyes.

‘His guts alone are like the Azure Sky Sword God.’

Zhuge Seon’s gaze swept around.

The pond had somehow become clear again, as if it had been purified.

The numerous revealed formations and deadly mechanisms slowly hid their appearance again.

‘It must be the hallucinatory grass that is said to be on the island across the sea. When it meets water, it evaporates the water in an instant for a moment…’

Zhuge Seon looked straight at Cheon Mubaeck, who was walking confidently.

‘Is this the third person to come to this rear garden so confidently?’

There had been three times, including now, when an outsider had entered the rear garden and been fine.

200 years ago, the swordsman who had chased the Blood Heaven Demonic Fiend had destroyed all the mechanism formations in the rear garden.

45 years ago, when the Righteous-Demonic War was in full swing, the Azure Sky Sword God had entered this place and ‘avoided’ all the mechanism formations.

“…”

Zhuge Seon’s face hardened as he suddenly recalled that time.

‘I thought that was the end of my life.’

He looked straight at Cheon Mubaeck again.

If the Azure Sky Sword God had rushed in, indifferently avoiding all the mechanism formations,

Cheon Mubaeck walked through the rear garden with infinite confidence.

At that sight, a thought flashed through Zhuge Seon’s mind.

‘The times have changed.’

Zhuge Seon looked at Cheon Mubaeck with eyes full of regret.

‘Still, this cheeky fellow.’

Although he was cheeky, he didn’t feel too bad.

‘If the guy Seola has in her heart is like that, well, even if his prospects are bleak, it’s not bad.’

Zhuge Seon understood all of Cheon Mubaeck’s actions.

He had already received top-secret information about Cheon Mubaeck through Mount Hua and Shaolin.

A descendant of the Azure Sky Sword God.

At first, he didn’t believe it.

But seeing the things he did as soon as he appeared, he had no choice but to admit that he was a descendant of the Azure Sky Sword God.

Cheon Mubaeck had warned him.

‘A warning not to dare to use him as a pawn, and yet he wants my help. What a cheeky fellow!’

When was it?

Zhuge Seon was the strategist who had planned the picture of the Righteous-Demonic War as the strategist of the Martial Alliance.

To him, the Azure Sky Sword God was an absolutely certain ‘divine move’.

Zhuge Seon had treated the Azure Sky Sword God like a pawn on a chessboard at that time.

He had led him to a dangerous battlefield. He had dragged him to a battlefield where no one else could win or survive, and had turned the tide of the Righteous-Demonic War.

But after that incident, Zhuge Seon had gone to the threshold of the underworld for the first time.

‘When he chased me all the way to this rear garden and approached, avoiding all the mechanisms…’

But the Azure Sky Sword God had acted so, knowing.

Because he thought that Zhuge Seon’s gamble could change the course of the Righteous-Demonic War.

Even so, the Azure Sky Sword God had beaten Zhuge Seon up, literally, with a displeased expression.

While being displeased with the fact that he had been used as a mere pawn.

So he understood all of Cheon Mubaeck’s actions now.

‘A warning that he needs my advice and help in dealing with the Blood Demon Valley, but not to treat him like a pawn.’

In fact, Zhuge Seon had thought that a good move had appeared with Cheon Mubaeck’s appearance.

A young hero devoted to justice.

He thought he could easily handle him by just provoking his childish sense of justice a little.

‘Well, he is a descendant of that Azure Sky Sword God.’

Zhuge Seon cleanly gave up the thought.

‘An unprecedented existence that cannot be a mere pawn on a chessboard.’

Zhuge Seon, who had seen through Cheon Mubaeck in an instant, abandoned the playful thought that had come to his mind.

‘My generation is over, so I should just stay behind as an advisor.’

Zhuge Seon, who had made that decision, said to Cheon Mubaeck, who had come up to the pavilion.

“I will help you deal with the Blood Demon Valley.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re not even surprised.”

“If it were the Strange Heavenly Brain elder, I thought you would have already made a decision.”

Curiosity appeared in Zhuge Seon’s eyes.

“Why do you think so?”

“Because there is no Azure Sky Sword God in the current martial world.”

“…!”

Zhuge Seon’s face hardened slightly. Cheon Mubaeck continued calmly.

“When Kunlun was burned and disappeared, Shaolin collapsed, Wudang was massacred, and the sword of Mount Hua was broken, you, elder, threw a gamble with the Azure Sky Sword God and overturned the situation.”

“Heo. You, do you think the Blood Demon Valley are guys who will cause something on the level of the Righteous-Demonic War of that time?”

“What do you think, elder?”

“…”

Zhuge Seon closed his mouth.

Zhuge Seon, who had been looking at Cheon Mubaeck for a long time, let out a deep sigh.

“You, you already know everything.”

At that moment, Cheon Mubaeck’s eyes flashed. It was a strange tone.

‘He knows something.’

Cheon Mubaeck was not yet sure whether the Blood Demon Valley was close to the level of the Demonic Cult of that time.

What he had found out so far was that the Blood Demon Valley had a big connection with the Shadow Sect, one of the Seven Demonic Sects.

But Zhuge Seon’s tone was strange. His face and tone were as if he really thought it was comparable to the Righteous-Demonic War of that time. Cheon Mubaeck’s head spun.

Zhuge Seon knew something he didn’t. He was a person with the moniker Heavenly Brain. It meant there was a basis for thinking so.

Cheon Mubaeck deliberately did not answer and smiled meaningfully.

At that, Zhuge Seon, who saw the smile, misunderstood and let out a sigh.

“Indeed, so that’s what it was. I understand why the Sword Saint left the Central Plains and went outside the borders!”

“…”

Cheon Mubaeck was momentarily shaken by the unexpected words, but he did not show it on the outside at all.

Zhuge Seon said in a slightly excited tone.

“The Azure Sky Sword God elder must have left a dying wish even as he ascended to immortality. The Sword Saint left for outside the borders in pursuit of the remnants of the Demonic Cult, and the reason you remained in the Central Plains and tracked the Blood Demon Valley was that.”

Cheon Mubaeck did not answer. He just showed a faint smile, as if he knew and didn’t know.

The smile did not look ordinary. In Zhuge Seon’s eyes, it looked like the smile of a Buddha.

A smile as if he knew everything, as if he was observing the affairs of the world.

Zhuge Seon felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his head.

It was a face that a young man who was not even twenty could not show. It was the smile of an extremely wise old man who seemed to have observed the affairs of the world.

Zhuge Seon’s body trembled slightly.

‘The Azure Sky Sword God foresaw the future even as he ascended to immortality, and his descendants, following his dying wish, threw themselves into the flames with a single sword to protect the martial world…!’

Seeing that smile, he spoke in a powerful tone as if he was convinced.

“That’s right. As you said, this is a new sign of the Righteous-Demonic War. The Shadow Sect and the Blood Sect of the Six Demonic Sects, no, the Seven Demonic Sects, are creating a force in the Central Plains, and the Poison Sect and the Mad Sect are building up their strength outside the borders, so the Azure Sky Sword God must have left a dying wish for the Sword Saint, Yu Baekgi, to be in charge of outside the borders, and for you to be in charge of the Central Plains. Ah, indeed!”

Cheon Mubaeck smiled.

The puzzle was finally solved.

* * *

The reason Cheon Mubaeck had bothered to meet Zhuge Seon was obvious.

The other Orthodox Factions had no idea until Cheon Mubaeck warned them about the Blood Demon Valley.

But Cheon Mubaeck had a high opinion of Zhuge Seon.

The reason he had entrusted him with the military and had thrown himself into his dangerous gamble despite knowing it was because he thought his strategic insight was very excellent.

So he thought he would know something more.

About what had happened in the 40-year gap.

‘And he was a close friend of that guy Baekgi.’

The person to whom the Sword Saint, Yu Baekgi, had confided his innermost thoughts was Zhuge Seon.

In the end, Zhuge Seon knew something more.

‘Not only the Blood Demon Valley, but the forces of the Demonic Cult are also active outside the borders…’

Cheon Mubaeck’s head throbbed.

‘Still, since that guy Baekgi is in charge of outside the borders, I don’t need to worry about that.’

On the other hand, he also felt a sense of relief.

Since his disciple was doing his part, Cheon Mubaeck just had to worry about the Central Plains.

However, according to Zhuge Seon, the Sword Saint had left for outside the borders 35 years ago.

He had left for outside the borders 5 years after the Azure Sky Sword God had ended his life.

But for 35 years, Zhuge Seon had not received any contact from the Sword Saint.

That was somehow meaningful.

‘Of course, that guy is not one to die.’

Cheon Mubaeck asserted.

His disciple was a person who could be called the number one in the world in the current martial world.

A stronger belief than ever before was evident on Cheon Mubaeck’s face as he thought so.

‘For now, let’s focus on the Blood Demon Valley.’

Zhuge Seon said that after the Sword Saint had left for outside the borders, he had been watching the Central Plains with great care.

The information he had obtained from him would be immense.

But it wasn’t just information.

Zhuge Seon brought something with a somewhat regretful expression.

A long box.

It was a box that was well sealed so that no moisture or any other energy could seep in.

“I was keeping this to give to that guy Baekgi, but it seems you, as a descendant of the Azure Sky Sword God, also have the right, so I will give it to you.”

Cheon Mubaeck tilted his head.

Was there something he had left behind as the Azure Sky Sword God?

But the moment the box was opened and he saw the contents inside, Cheon Mubaeck’s voice trembled slightly.

“Ah… ah, it’s been a long time.”

A faint, nostalgic smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck’s lips.

(End of Chapter)

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