Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 801

Episode 801

Mandate of Heaven (1)

As the affairs of the imperial palace were roughly concluded, the Murim League delegation also completed preparations to leave the palace.

“Do you mind if I don’t have to greet your Majesty separately?”

Yan Wei nodded at Peng Wugang’s words.

“I had a conversation with Your Majesty yesterday. “I told you that you were leaving the palace this morning, but you said there was no need to say hello since it would not be long before we would see each other again.”

“Hmm, I guess so.”

Peng Mu-gang looked regretful. He also had several conversations with the emperor, but was unable to build a deep relationship like Yan Wei.

And that regret was not due to an individual’s desire for power, but rather pure curiosity. As the ruler of Hebei and the one closest to the imperial palace, he always looked forward to meeting the emperor.

“Let’s go. “Ayeon, have you packed everything you need?”

“yes. Thanks to the help from the Open Islanders. Oh, and Hu Gai is outside the imperial palace, so I think we can go back together.”

“Yes, you had a hard time.”

Yeon Wei looked around the imperial palace.

“It’s been longer than I thought. “Let’s leave now.”

“Let’s do that.”

The officials did not stop the group as they passed through the palace gate several times.

They were righteous people who saved the emperor and punished traitors. The eyes of the courtiers who saw them leaving without even receiving a reward for their merits were full of respect and gratitude.

“Anyway, what do you think will happen to the Empress?”

“I don’t know. “I heard that the Empress has not moved from her residence since that day.”

“Did Your Majesty say anything?”

“exactly. Besides, that issue is not something we should worry about, so we didn’t bother to ask.”

“Well, he is like that too.”

“Anyway, it was really hard. This is my first time cutting for this long since I got older. So, let’s go out and have a drink and then we’re off.”

“Hehe, that’s good.”

That was when the group left the outer castle of the imperial palace.

“uh! “There’s Hugae over there!”

Moon Geun-sang also fixed his gaze in this direction, as if he had spotted the group.

Zhuge Yan waved his hand. But there was no reaction from Geung-sang.

“Is that strange?”

Zhuge Yan tilted his head.

“Why are you doing that? Instead of running around like usual.”

Yeonwi’s eyes sank.

After a while, Full Sang arrived in front of the group.

‘…?!’

The group was inwardly surprised. This was because the expression on Full Sang’s face as he approached him was extremely stiff.

Everyone in the group was nervous because it was their first time seeing his face so tense.

Peng Wugang asked.

“why? “Has something happened to the Murim Alliance?”

“That’s not true, but…”

Gaeun-sang hesitated for a moment.

“Maybe so.”

“What does that mean? “Let me explain.”

“Before I explain…”

Cheung-sang licked his lips with his tongue. Her dry lips were cracked. Looking at it, his eyes were bloodshot and it looked like he wasn’t sleeping well.

“Lord Yeonga.”

“hmm?”

“Please read this letter. “It’s from Master Yeon.”

“…Hmm.”

Yeonwi unfolded the letter given to him by Geung Man-sang.

Soon his eyes wavered.

“What do you mean?”

Peng Wugang and Zhuge Yan secretly stole the letter from behind Yan Wei and read it.

“omg!!”

The two people’s faces turned white at the shocking contents of the letter.

Yeonwi said as he folded the letter.

“I think you should drink later.”

* * *

“…!!”

There was silence in the square.

The mere appearance of King Yeon Ho-jeong, one of the strongest players in the midfield, was enough to make many players hold their breath. Regardless of the martial arts, there was no one more famous and influential than Yeon Ho-jeong in the Tang Jin martial arts world.

A young genius of his time who receives anger from some, admiration from others, jealousy from others, and cheers from others.

The appearance of a celebrity that every martial artist would like to meet at least once.

However, something unimaginable came out of the famous person’s mouth. Those words were much more shocking than his sudden appearance and strong energy wave.

“Are you here?”

It was a series of shocks.

Yang Cheon, sitting in the royal temple and looking down, had a benevolent expression on his face.

The facial expression, voice, and softer prayer revealed one truth.

What Yeon Ho-jeong called “Master” is true.

In the meantime, there was no movement on the faces of the executives lined up. To be precise, his face was just as tense and stiff as before.

It was because I had heard about it beforehand. Of course, even so, the shock they received was not small.

“Relax.”

“All right.”

Yeon Ho-jeong sat proudly on the red carpet.

I didn’t even kneel. He sat down with his legs folded as if it were a comfortable living room, and strangely enough, it suited him very well.

Yang Chen asked.

“Are your internal injuries fully healed?”

Although she did not show it, the minor internal injuries she had sustained so far still remained on Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.

In addition, the one who was hit by Yang Cheon’s fist has not yet been properly dealt with. It will get better over time, but not yet.

“It’s not perfect.”

“I heard that you also fought a blood jade demon army in the imperial palace.”

The warriors, who had gaped like carp in shock, could not help but be surprised once again.

And Yeon Ho-jeong knew that Yang Cheon brought it up on purpose.

“Yes I did.”

“How was it?”

“It was strong. “I think it would be too much to deal with the senior Baek Byeongshin and the Blood Jade Demon who are still here.”

“I guess so.”

Why?

There was some relief on the stiff faces of the executives. They may not even know why.

But soon a look of great surprise appeared on their faces.

“It is said that the power of the blood jade demon army is clearly lower than that of the Immortal Emperor, but the talent it possesses is one level higher. Also, his nature was so vicious and uncontrollable that not a single person survived the fight against him.”

“I thought it would be like that, except for someone stronger than him.”

“And yet you are standing on your own two feet. “Even though I said it was a daunting opponent.”

“It was only a matter of one piece of paper, but the thickness of the paper seemed thicker than my forearm. “If reinforcements had not come, it would have been my ultimate defeat.”

The executives’ faces, stained with shock, turned pale.

In fact, they did not believe that the power of the Supreme King was truly close to Seongcheon.

It was natural. Not everyone who performs a martial arts performance can become a saint. The reason they were able to truly become masters worthy of respect was because they did not rest on their laurels even though they had ascended to the rank of gods, but constantly whipped each other to reach an even higher level.

There was a high probability that Yeon Ho-jeong opened the martial arts performance. Even though it hasn’t reached that point, it would be difficult for a rumor to be this clear. In fact, there were many eyewitnesses.

However, it was a question that needed to be considered whether he was a suitable expert to be named in Seongcheon.

It is said that he killed King Gongsun Baekryong, but no one knows what the variables were unless they saw it in person. They may have used poison or carried out a secret attack. Moreover, since the Three Religions were the enemy’s liaison, their level could have been lowered in the first place.

But the Blood Jade Demon Army was different.

He was an expert in Seongcheon recognized by the entire world of the Central Plains and was known as the most dangerous and violent of the three kings.

If you were to compete with him by a piece of paper, you would truly have enough to be on the list of saints. Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts merited praise just for the fact that he fought with determination and survived, regardless of whether it was as thick as his forearm or thigh.

Wooooow.

The executives’ prayers fluctuated slightly. I tried my best to hide my true feelings, but I was so shocked that I couldn’t even control my prayers.

Yangcheon and Yeonhojeong pretended not to notice their changes.

“I heard that you are planning to dance with Makwon junior.”

Yang Chen turned his head to the side.

“Is that correct?”

“exactly.”

The crowd was astonished.

There was a gap between the lined up officers and warriors. His presence was so faint that everyone thought he was one of the warriors of the Mukryongbu, but no one knew that he was Baek Byeongshin.

Makwon looked at Yeonhojeong with a smiling face.

“The energy I felt when I came back was truly amazing. At this rate, I thought it would be difficult to argue with me now. “I suggested that we dance first because I thought it would be a good stimulus for both of us.”

It is even said that Makwon, not Yeonhojeong, asked for the secret service first.

This meant that the force was enough to burn the fighting spirit of Makwon, and it was the same as acknowledging that Yeonhojeong’s martial arts were not lacking in Seongcheon’s name.

Yang Chen nodded.

“It is common to learn from the experiences of those who are superior to you and to teach those who have not reached your level. However, I believe that growing by fighting with a close match is the fastest way to elevate one another to a higher level.”

“But it is difficult to meet such a person.”

“yes. So I hope the two of you have a lot of fun.”

“I am honored. For the first time at this age, I have an agenda. “I think my later years will be very interesting.”

Somewhere, gasp! A voice broke out.

Baek Byeong-shin’s Mak Won is a person whose reputation is not inferior at all to that of Blood Jade Demon’s Kwak Jun. It is said that such a rare master became sworn brothers with Yeon Ho-jeong.

The nature of the silence flowing through the square has changed.

Previously, it was full of rigid surprises, confusion, and fear, but now a glimmer of anticipation began to be mixed with endless astonishment.

He is one of the Immortal Emperors who are said to be difficult to distinguish among the Holy Heavens and has the leader of the Black Island Martial Arts as his teacher.

A person who is one level below the Immortal Emperor, but has equal or greater talent, and has one of the three armies as his sworn brother, who is said to be able to reach that level sooner or later.

Crucially, he was the one who defeated enemy generals outside of Sae for many years, opened a martial arts battle before turning 30, and left a name for himself in Seongcheon.

Such a person becomes their little master.

Yang Chen turned his head and looked at the executives.

“Is the anxiety gone now?”

The executives bowed their heads in haste.

“I’m sorry!”

Their dissatisfaction was not due to anxiety. Yang Chen knew that and they also knew it.

Yang Cheon’s words now were to officially stand up for them and at the same time warn them not to entertain false ideas.

And they couldn’t say anything more.

“Whoa.”

Yang Cheon, who buried his back in the royal temple, sighed softly.

“This is enough.”

What does it mean?

No one could understand the true meaning of those words. Both the officers and the warriors pondered the meaning of the words that made them feel tired.

However, there was only one person here who understood Yang Cheon’s feelings.

“Isn’t that so?”

“That’s right.”

Yangcheon smiled at Yeonhojeong’s calm words.

Slurp.

Yang Cheon got up from Taesa Temple, came down the stairs, and sat down opposite Yeon Hojeong.

Phew.

A floating liquor bottle and two glasses were placed in front of the two people.

Yang Chen spoke without hesitation as if there was no one around.

“Pour a glass and try it.”

Yeon Ho-jeong politely filled his glass.

Yang Chen, who emptied the glass, looked down at it with his hands on his knees.

‘It’s empty. And…’

With this one drink, he was able to completely wash away the only emotion that had been bothering him for the past few days.

‘relaxed.’

Yang Chen closed his eyes.

Tuk. Fighting.

A few tears fell into the empty glass.

After sitting like that for a while with his head down, Yang Cheon picked up the bottle.

“Take a drink.”

“thank you.”

The voice became a little dull.

Yangcheon looked at Yeonhojeong. Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes were slightly bloodshot.

Yang Chen, who was surprised for a moment, soon smiled.

‘Are you saying that only you understand?’

If you think about it, it was always like that.

This mysterious disciple was always able to see through his own heart. Whether the situation was bad or good.

And even now, Yeonhojeong still recognizes me. The detachment of a giant who truly laid down his lifelong dream for the world of the central plains.

Yang Cheon’s eyes filled with tears as he looked at Yeon Ho-jeong with a smile.

“I’m glad.”

“sorry.”

Yeon Ho-jeong emptied his glass.

And Yang Cheon also emptied his glass.

It took two people half an hour to finish a bottle of alcohol. During that half hour, the two people talked a lot in silence.

In this way, the calm, solemn, passionate and sad enthronement ceremony ended quietly.