CLS-Chapter 634

Chapter 634:

Countless people had gathered.

But among all these people, there was only one who could speak such words with such confidence in this situation.

Both the Righteous Martial Alliance and the White Sword Castle knew this fact.

Wei Yan-ho yawned, shaking his bulky frame.

“Well, if it’s going to take a long time, I’ll go take a nap and come back. I haven’t gotten much sleep, so I’m a bit drowsy.”

Jang-il looked at him with somewhat sad eyes.

‘You’ve slept plenty.’

You’ve slept more than enough. So much that I was wondering if you were going to sleep for the rest of your life.

And what do you mean you’re drowsy again?

Usually Wei Jeong-han would have already given him a beating, but this time he didn’t particularly try to stop Wei Yan-ho.

No, the situation wasn’t good enough to stop him. Countless gazes were focused on Wei Yan-ho. In this situation, scolding Wei Yan-ho would be burdensome even for Wei Jeong-han.

‘What is he planning to do now!’

Wei Jeong-han felt his insides churn every time this happened.

As a son, Wei Yan-ho always had two coexisting aspects.

The proud son, Wei Yan-ho who saved Jianghu from crisis and spread the name of Guangdong Wei Family throughout the world, and the lazy Wei Yan-ho who caused all sorts of trouble.

The fact that these two aspects always appeared simultaneously was Wei Jeong-han’s misfortune.

When he tried to praise the proud son Wei Yan-ho, the lazy aspect would get in the way, and when he tried to scold the lazy son Wei Yan-ho, the proud son’s aspect would interfere.

‘It would be so nice if he’d just pick one.’

He always does both at the same time, turning people’s insides upside down like this. So what could he do?

It seemed Wei Jeong-han wasn’t the only one feeling this way. Similar looks appeared in the eyes of the Divine Physician’s disciples and those surrounding Wei Yan-ho.

And even…

“……”

Heavenly Flow Sword Baek Gong-ui looked at Wei Yan-ho with a displeased expression.

“……It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”

“Yes. I was sorry about that time. Are you alright?”

“My bones aren’t that fragile.”

“You seemed like you’d be at that age. I’m glad you’re healthy.”

Heavenly Flow Sword let out a deep sigh.

Just like that time, nothing good came from exchanging words with Wei Yan-ho.

“Your appearance has become quite strange.”

“It just ended up that way somehow.”

“Can you fight in that state?”

“Want to give it a try?”

Wei Yan-ho took a step forward. Heavenly Flow Sword looked at him with unwavering eyes.

Outwardly, he appeared completely unshaken, but inwardly he was breaking out in cold sweat.

‘Has he become even stronger?’

It was already expected. Wei Yan-ho was someone who grew stronger at an absurd rate. After hearing Baek Hoe-myeong’s words, he had already acknowledged that it would be difficult to face Wei Yan-ho with his own power anymore.

But the current situation wasn’t simply about discussing strength.

Tremendous energy.

He could feel that Wei Yan-ho’s body contained an unbelievable amount of energy. It was as if all the energy in the world had been gathered in one place.

How could such a thing be possible?

It was like looking at a giant elixir rather than a human. Could a human survive with so much energy in their body?

‘I simply cannot understand that fellow.’

He always did things that made no sense. The problem was that most of the victims of those incidents were from White Sword Castle.

In the end, the current situation had also been brought about entirely because of Wei Yan-ho. If Wei Yan-ho hadn’t existed, by now they would have been planting the white sword banner at the main base of the Righteous Martial Alliance and preparing for a decisive battle with the Demonic Cult.

All those plans had been completely ruined because of Wei Yan-ho alone.

“I have already been defeated by you.”

Heavenly Flow Sword spoke calmly.

“The gap has widened too much to discuss a warrior’s competitive spirit. I’m not someone who easily accepts defeat, but I’m also not a fool who clings to impossible things.”

“Oho.”

Wei Yan-ho said while scratching his cheek.

“For someone saying that, didn’t too many of you come?”

“Because my defeat doesn’t mean the defeat of the White Sword.”

Heavenly Flow Sword straightened his shoulders.

And beside such a Heavenly Flow Sword, Baek Hoe-myeong slowly walked out.

“Oh? Uncle, you came too.”

“……”

Baek Hoe-myeong glared at Wei Yan-ho with murderous eyes.

“How scary.”

Wei Yan-ho acted playfully at that intense gaze.

“Well, I understand why you’d hold a grudge, but doesn’t coming in a group like this look pretty pathetic?”

“I don’t care about appearances.”

Baek Hoe-myeong said through gritted teeth.

“Even the most hideous appearance in the world would be fine. If I could cut your throat even in such a way, I would endure any humiliation. Even if history calls me a coward for generations, I would endure it all. If it would allow the name of Ten Thousand Swords to resound throughout the world again.”

“I think it’s already resounding enough.”

“This much isn’t enough.”

“Well, that’s not something I can force.”

Wei Yan-ho shrugged his shoulders.

“So what are you going to do? Since you’ve come this far, should we all have a group fight?”

“……Hmm?”

Baek Hoe-myeong’s eyes showed confusion at Wei Yan-ho’s bold question.

“You’re talking as if there’s another way.”

“There are many methods. Anyway, we just need to compete, right?”

“……”

“There’s one-on-one combat, and well, methods for making peace reasonably. There would be various methods. If it really comes to it, we could decide by coin flip.”

Absurd gazes focused on Wei Yan-ho. But Wei Yan-ho instead stuck out his belly.

“What? Did I say something wrong?”

“A coin flip? Don’t be ridiculous, you bastard!”

Jang-il was steadfast.

In a situation where even Wei Jeong-han couldn’t carelessly open his mouth, only Jang-il boldly scolded Wei Yan-ho. Of course, Wei Yan-ho wasn’t the type to be intimidated by such things.

“Isn’t it better to resolve things with odds and evens than to make a show of force and have people die?”

“……Every time I hear your words, I get confused.”

“Why?”

“It’s bullshit, really bullshit…… but that bullshit sounds plausible.”

“If it sounds plausible, then it’s not bullshit. What an obvious thing to say.”

“It’s definitely bullshit, that’s why!”

Silence.

It seemed as if only the voices of Jang-il and Wei Yan-ho were spreading throughout the world. Heavenly Flow Sword, who had been watching their conversation, slightly bit his lip.

‘The atmosphere is shifting.’

His presence itself was different. He too was a sword master who had shaken the world, and Baek Hoe-myeong was the young master of Ten Thousand Swords and the young castle lord of White Sword Castle, but now their names alone could no longer match Wei Yan-ho as equals.

‘Master.’

This was when they needed their master.

If it were the master of White Sword Castle, he could stand as an equal to Wei Yan-ho. No, if it were the master they knew, he could instantly devour Wei Yan-ho’s presence.

But right now they have no master.

Baek Gong-ui was feeling the absence of their master at this very moment. He couldn’t help but realize how much influence a single absolute master had on everyone’s morale.

Because even Baek Gong-ui himself was cowering at the thought that he couldn’t handle Wei Yan-ho.

He might be able to face him. What White Sword Castle had built up was certainly not small. If all the masters of Ten Thousand Swords, including himself, rushed at Wei Yan-ho, they might be able to cut his throat.

But how could that be easy?

And even if it were possible, how much sacrifice would they have to pay?

Heavenly Flow Sword bit his lips tightly.

‘I never thought I would feel such emotions.’

He had always been in a position where others were wary of him. Others always had to worry about how to deal with him. He had always been in the position of the strong.

But finding himself in a situation where he had to face someone stronger than himself for the first time, he couldn’t help but feel keenly how much burden a single absolute master placed in warfare.

Nevertheless, they had to fight.

If they didn’t cut Wei Yan-ho’s throat and restore the pride of Ten Thousand Swords, they would have no future. If they left Wei Yan-ho alone like this, Ten Thousand Swords would lose its self-respect.

“Coin flip……”

Heavenly Flow Sword quietly spoke.

“Would you accept it even if the result meant you had to offer your throat?”

“Well, what would be difficult about it?”

“……”

“If the stakes are clear, there’s nothing wrong with gambling. Instead, if I win, your side surrenders to the Righteous Martial Alliance with white flags. Then participate in the fight against the Demonic Cult. How about it?”

Heavenly Flow Sword looked at Wei Yan-ho with an incredulous expression.

‘Is he serious?’

The answer came too quickly.

He had just tried to grab onto the tail of what he thought was a casual joke to slightly shift the atmosphere, but instead Wei Yan-ho’s boldness left him speechless.

“Do you speak so frivolously about matters that determine the fate of the world?”

“Frivolously?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s your side that’s being frivolous.”

“……We’re being frivolous?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yan-ho said casually.

“Being frivolous doesn’t necessarily mean being playful. Acting without clear thought can also be called frivolous. And the frivolity you committed this time was quite severe.”

“Are you calling our resentment frivolous?”

“That damn resentment.”

Wei Yan-ho snorted.

“It’s fine to discuss resentment, but I wish you wouldn’t use the word ‘our.’ Anyone looking would think all the people of White Sword Castle are losing sleep over resentment. Only a few people truly hold resentment.”

“A few?”

“Yes, a few. Those few who survived back then, and their descendants. The others are just people who devoted themselves to Ten Thousand Swords to learn the sword, nothing more. You’re forcing resentment upon them.”

“Are you insulting us now?”

Wei Yan-ho clicked his tongue.

“Everything I say becomes an insult. Turn around and ask. Among the people here, how many truly empathize with the resentment you grandfathers speak of? They just grew up hearing countless times that resentment must be resolved, so they think ‘I guess so,’ but how many would risk their own lives to resolve the resentment of people who died three hundred years ago?”

“……”

“What those people want isn’t to resolve resentment. They want to devour Jianghu so they can live with their shoulders held high.”

“This……”

“There’s nothing more hollow than forcing resentment. I guarantee you this: if the Sword Emperor heard your words right now, he would have said this.”

“……Sword Emperor?”

Are you talking about Baek Mu-han?

He didn’t know why the Sword Emperor’s name would come up in this situation, but he couldn’t help but ask.

“What would the Sword Emperor say?”

“‘Bullshit.’“

“……”

Anger began to rise in Heavenly Flow Sword’s face.

“Are you now insulting me……”

“Shh.”

Wei Yan-ho brought his finger to his lips.

“It’s not insulting or humiliating. If it were the Sword Emperor I know, he really would have said this. ‘Bullshit. If you want Jianghu, just say honestly that you want it, instead of these men bringing up nonexistent justifications and running their mouths. Such bastards need to be beaten to come to their senses.’“

Wei Yan-ho shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, it might be a little different, but it would be pretty similar. And what I have to say is similar too.”

Wei Yan-ho drew his sword from his waist.

Wei Yan-ho’s white sword gleamed brilliantly white in the light.

“Ten Thousand Swords?”

“……”

“You people are not qualified to speak the name of Ten Thousand Swords. Right here, right now, I’ll prove that to you.”

Wei Yan-ho’s sharp voice shook the earth.

“In the name of Sword Emperor Baek Mu-han.”