There was no answer, but Seol-Hwi could tell that their gaze had changed.
The aura emanating from their bodies was also different. Like a loose thread suddenly pulled taut, it elicited a peculiar tension.
‘This is a bit of an unexpected change?’
The elderly n with robust physiques as inford by Shin Yaja. Their level was clearly that of a Peak Demon.
Yet the qi they exuded was convincing enough to be at the Supre Demon warrior level.
- Their montarily displayed skills possess the capability to threaten even extre masters. This is one of the characteristics of hidden masters, honed over a long ti in one field.
Tempering.
It refers to the seasoned skill or proficiency that arises from honing one’s unique martial arts over a long period.
Though their level was in a state of plateau with no further advancent, they should be seen as warriors who have evolved in a unique form after accumulating much experience and research.
The shape of the weapon was also unusual.
The old man, Gwi-gwi, wielded a sword that fluttered like a willow, and Gwi-heo was hiding sothing in his bosom.
Each must have their own special weapon.
- No matter how skilled you are, you can’t take them lightly. They won’t take you to Dam Cheon unless they believe your martial arts surpass theirs. Moreover, there’s another tricky condition.
Shin Yaja’s advice was not empty words at all.
And, as if waiting, a mission appeared before Seol-Hwi’s eyes.
* Please refer ○ Gwi-gwi and Gwi-heo are wary of you. If you fulfill the emotions they desire, you can et Dam Cheon, which is a clue to Simulation Lv3. * Warning ○ If the player directly fights them with superior force, the mission will end in failure. ○ You will be taken to Dam Cheon. ○ You will fail to find Dam Cheon's whereabouts.
Seol-Hwi confird the mission’s activation and examined the words above them.
[Sorrow]
The word ‘sorrow’ floated above the na written as Gwi-gwi.
And for the old man nad Gwi-heo.
[Surprise]
The word ‘Surprise’ was written.
- This is quite a match, isn’t it? What to do, huh. It’s going to be hard to persuade them easily, isn’t it?
The tone of the one speaking suddenly changed.
The attitude also shifted.
Seeing him leaning comfortably against a tree, sneering, gave a rough idea of his intentions.
Phrases like ‘It must have been tough watching him brag all this ti.’ or ‘If you show proper respect to this noble person, maybe so advice will be given…’ were also muttered.
‘Is it to try and stir emotions?’
Surprise, and sorrow.
He had to evoke such feelings in those two elders. Moreover, it was stated that if he used power beyond a certain level, the mission would fail.
In other words, he was told to confront them at the sa level of mastery.
“The ability to eliminate…”
- Oh, by the way, you know the danger of recklessly using that ability, right? Like when the rocks fell after eliminating the Shadowless Ghost trainees.
Seol-Hwi knew, even without Shin Yaja’s advice, that he couldn’t use that ability in the current situation.
Using the elimination ability on the two of them might erase the mission itself.
Even if he sohow used it on one and succeeded in evoking emotions in the other, his ultimate goal was Dam Cheon.
The aim was to persuade him to acquire the simulation ability, but he also had to consider the possibility that the causal relationship might be twisted by the elimination ability, causing Simulation Lv3 to disappear.
‘But is sothing like that even possible?’
Seol-Hwi’s mind beca exceedingly complicated.
To draw out such emotions from them without using force that surpasses theirs.
There was more than one thing to worry about.
- Want to tell you a helpful tip?
“What’s that?”
- It requires separate training to do that.
“……”
- There’s no other way. You can’t defeat them if you fight with the Supre Demon or Supre Warrior turned OFF. Of course, even if you suppress them sohow, it’s not the end……
Shin Yaja smirked and continued speaking.
- I also struggled so much here……. Can’t easily tell you. Starting from the attitude you’ve shown so far……
Though Shin Yaja’s words were becoming irritating, he wasn’t wrong.
Even if Seol-Hwi suppressed them, how would Seol-Hwi fulfill the emotions written above?
Surprise might at least give Seol-Hwi sothing to try…
But how does Seol-Hwi evoke ‘sorrow’ in an old man who looks over eighty?
“What are you whispering about?”
The old man, labeled Gwi-gwi, looked displeased.
“A face I’ve never seen before… How do you know our nas?”
Gwi-heo pondered Seol-Hwi’s words and asked back.
“Well… It just happened that way.”
As Seol-Hwi awkwardly scratched his head, Gwi-gwi warned him.
“Leave. This is no place for the uninvited to step into.”
“What if I must go through anyway?”
“You’re the type who doesn’t listen to words.”
“Tsk tsk. Throwing your life away so easily.”
The two old n glanced at each other once, then slowly descended to the ground.
Tap. Swoosh. Swoosh.
‘They’re challenging right away.’
Is it because of the grass growing as high as his shoulders?
Their physique was not visible to the naked eye.
Moreover, what they unfolded intelligently was the cultivation technique.
Two people, not just one, blatantly scattered their presence here and there, making it difficult to discern their movents even by sound.
“I really do all sorts of things.”
Tap. Tap, tap.
Seol-Hwi pressed several acupuncture points on his body as a precaution.
To prevent using more than a certain amount of power instantaneously, he blocked the Ren and Du ridians, lowering his level.
This thod blocked the Great ridian and cut off the Great Circulation, sealing any force beyond the limit.
“Co on. Veteran seniors.”
As soon as he finished preparing, a weapon surged fiercely from below.
Seol-Hwi thought he dodged it by quickly turning his head to the side. But upon seeing the tal string attached to the end of the hidden assassin weapon, his thoughts changed.
‘A dart?’
It was a throwing dart, a concealed weapon with a string attached to the end, like a dagger.
Of course, the problem was that it wasn’t an ordinary line like thread.
Whoosh.
When the opponent pulled it, Seol-Hwi naturally had to lower his head.
anwhile, the snake-like sword qi pierced through the bushes and approached right before his eyes.
‘Damn it!’
The dilemma of whether to dodge or counter was extrely brief.
Slash.
Seol-Hwi drew the sword from his waist while simultaneously unleashing his qi out.
Fortunately, he succeeded in dissipating the sword qi around him.
However, due to the unique airflow around, his body was pushed back.
“Haap!”
By the ti Seol-Hwi, regaining his senses, raised his head, the attack from the elderly warrior Gwi-gwi, who had already leaped into the air, continued.
‘It’s disadvantageous to confront him.’
Perhaps because he had just seen the sword qi swaying like a willow, Seol-Hwi executed a sword wind from his position.
Swoosh—
The wind of the blue blade.
Following Seol-Hwi’s sword, it soared upward but, curiously, split to the left and right instead of forward.
Clear Wind Split and Union.
The phenonon of the wind moving forward, spreading to the sides, and then rging again was one of the signature techniques of Qingcheng Sect.
For those seeing it for the first ti, there was no choice but to be bewildered, as the flow of this sword wind was unpredictable.
“What is this!”
Even the old man Gwi-gwi seed flustered by it.
Intending to gather his qi, he planned to cut through sword winds and sword qi to take lives.
However, his mind went blank at the bizarre phenonon of the wind spreading to the sides and then gathering again.
“Ugh!”
In the end, unable to withstand it, Gwi-gwi was blown back again.
Seol-Hwi, glancing briefly at Gwi-heo, frowned.
‘This level doesn’t seem to surprise him though.’
Despite witnessing the Justice faction’s martial arts and the phenonon of unfolding it, the ‘Surprise’ hovering above Gwi-heo’s head did not disappear.
Moreover, their attacks still did not cease.
By the ti he briefly responded, Gwi-heo had already lowered his body and approached within close range.
‘Right.’
As the opponent’s weapon moved, Seol-Hwi predicted the movent and reacted quickly.
‘Huh?’
But for so reason, the opponent’s weapon, which had been tracing a curve, moved erratically and followed him.
It wasn’t even using the elasticity of a dart anymore.
‘Is it an artifact?’
Realizing he had montarily let his guard down, Seol-Hwi changed his judgnt.
This ti, he chose a strategy of burrowing into Gwi-heo.
Then, sothing unexpected happened.
Pop-pop-pop-pop.
The strings holding the hidden dart weapon burst apart as if it were a lie, and the tiny glimrs attached to them spread in all directions.
Seol-Hwi, who had entered that radius, was no exception.
In this completely unforeseen situation, his skills were so downgraded that the incoming glimrs were too fast to block or respond to.
A critical situation.
Sssshhhh.
At that mont, sothing reacted even faster than Seol-Hwi.
It was Songhwa.
The blade arbitrarily lengthened and widened like a shield, blocking all the incoming attacks.
“A-Are you alright?”
Seol-Hwi, who overca the crisis thanks to his quick thinking, spoke.
“I received help.”
“Ah, haha. This much is nothing. But… why are you struggling so much?”
“Well, there’s a story behind it, but if I were to speak it…”
Seol-Hwi abruptly stopped the conversation there.
Illusions spread in all directions. There were both Gwi-gwi and Gwi-heo mixed in.
Seol-Hwi looked to the side. Shin Yaja, still leaning against a tree, smirked.
- I told you. Just give up and train more for the next ti, didn’t I?
Chirp. Chirp.
Songhwa shouted in confusion. This ti, even he thought it wouldn’t be easy.
It was the sa for Seol-Hwi.
If they unleashed their full potential with the Supre Ascension Divine Technique…
It was at a level nearly impossible to counter.
Amidst such despair.
“Oh? Isn’t it a cute chick?”
Suddenly, Gwi-heo showed interest. With an expression as if discovering sothing amusing.
“You old hag. What are you doing in the middle of a fight?”
“Hold on. Isn’t that chick there adorable? Hmm? It’s just a head and body? Where are the legs? Oh my. How did it end up like that too?”
Gwi-heo returned to her original form as she seed intrigued, and Gwi-gwi also reverted to his true form.
Then Gwi-gwi clicked his tongue at Gui-heo’s appearance.
“Are you still hung up on animals?”
“Hung up? Whose fault do you think it is that I’m like this? Have you forgotten the wolf you brought that ate my dog?”
“That story again! How long will you keep bringing it up? I’ve apologized so many tis for what happened!”
“You don’t know! I still suffer from pain whenever I dream of it! Sob, sob, sob.”
Gwi-heo wiped away tears.
And Gwi-gwi looked embarrassed and flustered.
Seol-Hwi, awkwardly listening to their conversation, suddenly had a good idea and quickly showed his manners.
“Esteed seniors of Kangho. I have sothing to tell you.”
As he suddenly showed his manners, the elders reacted with curiosity.
“What is that kid saying?”
“Looks like he has so sche up his sleeve?”
Ignoring their incredulous reactions, Seol-Hwi continued speaking.
“I’m trying to devise a plan, so please wait a mont.”
“What did you say?”
“Hey. Do you think we’ll just stand by when you do that?”
“Show us what you’ve got, chick.”
Gwi-gwi was angry, and Gwi-heo laughed, but they didn’t pounce to fight.
Seol-Hwi lowered his head and spoke to Songhwa.
“I have a good idea, so listen carefully.”
Songhwa blinked his eyes and looked up at him.
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