The Fastest Sword Under Heaven

Chapter 201 : Chapter 201



Chapter 201 : Chapter 201

Chapter 201 - To Home

While sitting cross-legged, Biyoung smirked.

He thought it was a truly arrogant elixir.

If it was an elixir, it should have just offered its inner energy and been done with it, but to think it would give advice to the one who consumed it.

Biyoung suddenly felt the urge to meet the winners of the previous martial arts tournaments.

‘Did this happen to them too when they ate the Great Buddha Gold Pill?’

However, unlike Biyoung's thoughts, the other winners had not had such an experience.

The special situation of the World's Fastest Sword crossing over into Biyoung's body had met the Great Buddha Gold Pill, giving rise to this strange phenomenon.

Whatever the reason, it was a good thing.

This was because, before he began to absorb the elixir in earnest, Biyoung had developed a clear sense of purpose.

‘I will surpass the World's Fastest Sword of the past.’

Not the World's Fastest Sword, but…

‘The World's Number One Sword.’

He would become an absolute master who would place all the martial artists of the Jianghu Murim beneath his feet.

Even the Heavenly Demon.

Just as Biyoung made that vow, the energy of the Great Buddha Gold Pill that had gathered at his Baihui acupoint rushed down to his Dantian all at once.

RUMBLE!

‘Ugh…!’

The energy of the Great Buddha Gold Pill was unbelievably heavy.

As if to push out the existing energy settled in his Dantian, a massive inner energy advanced forcefully toward the Dantian.

Biyoung knew instinctively.

Before the rolling stone could push out the embedded stone, he had to hurry and fuse them together.

WHOOSH!

Biyoung circulated the Profound Heaven's True Energy Unification Art with all his might.

Then, the Great Buddha Gold Pill, which had been rushing in like a tidal wave, began to slightly shift its trajectory.

Instead of piercing the center of the Dantian, it took a form that enveloped its surroundings.

Biyoung slowly moved the energy of the Great Buddha Gold Pill along with the inner energy inside his body.

The energies that descended along the Governor Vessel passed the turning point and rose up through Biyoung’s body without hesitation.

A tingling sensation washed over his entire body.

However, the shock was not as great as when he had opened the Conception and Governor Vessels in the past.

This was closer to pleasure than to pain.

It felt like riding a new carriage on a well-paved road.

The Great Buddha Gold Pill, having completed one celestial circulation past the Baihui acupoint, was gradually assimilating with Biyoung's body.

If he could just circulate it a few more times like this…….

WHOOOOSH!

‘Huh?’

Biyoung, who had intended to slowly repeat the celestial circulation, had to feel bewildered once more.

Contrary to his intention, the Great Buddha Gold Pill, having found the pathways in his body, was swimming through Biyoung's body like a fish in water.

The second rotation was much faster than the first, and the third was much faster than the second.

Eventually, it repeated an infinite cycle, so much so that Biyoung could not control the inner energy.

‘Am I going to die from this?’

It was just as that thought entered Biyoung’s mind amidst the turbulent inner energy.

In an instant, his body grew hot as fire, and that energy gathered together and shot up above his head.

‘Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa?’

CRASH!

This was by no means an auditory hallucination.

He actually heard the sound of something shattering around him.

The Great Buddha Gold Pill, after its one bout of seizure(?), was sleeping peacefully in Biyoung's Dantian as if nothing had happened.

“Ha…”

Indeed.

From start to finish, this was no ordinary thing.

Biyoung swallowed a dry laugh and opened his closed eyes.

The first thing he felt was a cool sensation above his head.

Biyoung casually lifted his head and could not help but widen his eyes.

“Huh?”

It was not an unfamiliar ceiling,

Nor was it a familiar one.

The ceiling of the Taecheong Pavilion, which was supposed to be there, had been completely shattered.

“Son of a bitch. Why is there a hole in the ceiling? What a disrespectful bastard….”

Biyoung muttered and then shut his mouth.

No matter how he thought about it, it seemed that the disrespectful bastard was himself.

The hot energy he had felt above his head a moment ago.

It must have shot up to the sky and blown the ceiling away.

‘Then….’

His apology to the Buddha was brief, as Biyoung’s heart pounded fiercely.

The World's Fastest Sword of the past had experienced something like this before.

After turning thirty, when he had finally reached the state of Transcendent Realm, he remembered going through something similar…!!

“Sword… where is my sword?”

Biyoung immediately broke his cross-legged position and turned his head from side to side.

An uncharacteristic impatience was written all over his face.

He looked as if he wanted to check his condition as soon as possible.

SHING!

Biyoung picked up the sword that was in the corner of the room and drew its blade.

Then he went outside the Taecheong Pavilion and circulated his internal energy.

The inner energy, empowered by the Great Buddha Gold Pill, raced through Biyoung's body like a vigorous, live fish.

Feeling the exhilarating sensation, Biyoung imbued his inner energy into the sword.

Fshhh…….

A dazzling blue light formed on Biyoung's sword.

Up to this point, it was the form of a typical Sword Aura.

But Biyoung knew from experience.

For one who had reached the state of Transcendent Realm, there was another change that surpassed Sword Aura.

Squeeze.

Another burst of inner energy was imbued into the sword blade, which had already formed a Sword Aura.

Unlike when using the Vacuum Sword, the color of the light did not change.

Instead, it only made its presence larger and clearer.

VROOOOM…!

That presence finally began to manifest in reality.

The length of the sword, no, the blade of blue light began to extend.

It was now a foot longer than the original sword's length!

It was a state that could no longer be called Sword Aura.

‘It's done…!!’

Sword Gang.

The long, extended blade of inner energy brightly illuminated Biyoung's face.

Biyoung's expression also looked as bright as the Sword Gang.

To become a swordsman capable of using Sword Gang before turning twenty!

There would be no other swordsman like him in the vast Jianghu Murim.

For now, it was only about a foot long, but if the length of the Sword Gang increased, it would be possible to cut down hundreds in a single strike.

It meant that simply swinging the sword could produce the same power as the Shooting Flash Ambush Strike.

“Phew.”

Biyoung, who had savored his joy for a moment, soon withdrew his inner energy.

He felt like roaring his achievement to the world, but it would be troublesome to forget that this was Shaolin.

Even now, the old men of the Nine Sects One Union would be watching with hawk eyes.

Showing the Sword Gang here would only heighten their vigilance.

And a short while later.

“Amitabha. What in the world is this…!”

Seeing the shattered ceiling, Great Master Goeng-yul wore an expression as if he had lost his country.

He then stared at Biyoung with his characteristic sharp eyes.

“Young Hero Biyoung. Would you tell me what happened in the Taecheong Pavilion?”

“Well, you see….”

Biyoung smacked his lips as if he was quite disappointed.

“It seems the Great Buddha Gold Pill and I are not a good match.”

“Not a good match?”

“I took the elixir and started circulating my energy, but instead of being absorbed, it just bounced off, you know? Then it shattered the roof and shot up into the sky.”

“Such a thing…!”

Suddenly, Biyoung raised his voice as if angry.

“Isn’t it a truly wicked elixir? It doesn't even know the grace of its creator and blows away the ceiling of the historic Taecheong Pavilion! Tsk!”

“Ha….”

Goeng-yul was at a loss for words.

The very person who had blown the ceiling away was speaking as if he had no responsibility whatsoever.

‘The elixir broke the ceiling on its own and disappeared? Is that even possible?’

Goeng-yul carefully examined Biyoung's entire body.

However, for his discerning eye to peer into Biyoung's energy was absurd.

Biyoung received Goeng-yul's gaze nonchalantly and smirked.

‘Not a chance. Right now, even if the Abbot came, he wouldn't be able to grasp my condition.’

How could mere(?) mediocre masters dare to probe Biyoung, who had reached the state of Transcendent Realm?

Moreover, Goeng-yul was currently in a state where he could not maintain his composure.

The shock must have been immense, as the Taecheong Pavilion, which prided itself on having the purest energy in Shaolin, had been destroyed.

Goeng-yul averted his gaze from Biyoung and assumed a half-bow posture.

“I am sorry about the elixir. For now, I must go and report this matter to the Abbot.”

“Please do. I am going to meet my senior brothers.”

The two left the Taecheong Pavilion side by side and went their separate ways.

Unlike Goeng-yul's hurried steps, Biyoung's gait was as leisurely as could be.

By the time he arrived at his quarters, a reddish sunset was already blanketing Mount Song.

Only then did Biyoung realize he had spent quite a long time in the Taecheong Pavilion.

“Senior Brother Eung-ga.”

“Welcome… Biyoung, is that you?”

Eung Gajin, who had reflexively bowed his head, soon lifted his gaunt face.

“My. Senior Brother Eung-ga. What's with your appearance? Why do you look like a blood-sucked Jiangshi after just one day?”

“You try greeting hundreds of people all day.”

Just as Biyoung said, Eung Gajin was so haggard he was pitiful to look at.

If someone saw Eung Gajin and said, ‘This person has opened his Conception and Governor Vessels,’ they would be grabbed by the collar and called a swindler.

“You know what's funnier? The number of people who reluctantly left because the sun went down was more than the number of people I've met so far.”

Eung Gajin shook his head as if he was completely fed up.

In this moment, even Biyoung felt sorry for Eung Gajin and gave a bitter smile.

“You worked hard. Dealing with people is the most tiring thing.”

“Next time, try not to win if you can help it.”

“Oh, my. Seeing you joke, you must still have some energy left.”

While Biyoung and Eung Gajin were joking, the rest of the junior disciples gathered around them.

“Biyoung, you're here!”

“They say the bear does the tricks and the human cleans up the mess. Do you know how much we suffered?”

“You all worked hard, my juniors.”

Everyone looked at Biyoung with sparkling eyes.

They seemed terribly curious about the effects of taking the Great Buddha Gold Pill.

Even Eung Gajin, with his gaunt eyes, shone brightly at this moment.

“So. How much stronger have you become this time?”

“There are too many eyes watching right now, so I can't tell you, but….”

Biyoung looked left and right and gave a meaningful smile.

“You can look forward to it.”

“!”

The faces of all the junior disciples brightened like the full moon.

They didn't know about other things, but when it came to martial arts, Biyoung did not speak carelessly.

For such a Biyoung to say himself, ‘You can look forward to it,’ the meaning was clear.

“You've mastered it!”

“You think so?”

“Haha. Another joyous event for Diancang. So, can you show us here?”

Even Eung Gajin, who had gained profound insight from opening his Conception and Governor Vessels, could not hide his impatience.

He was eager to see Biyoung's changed martial arts.

But Biyoung shook his head.

“It's not right to show it inside the tiger's mouth.”

“The tiger's mouth? You mean this Mount Song?”

“Yes. It would be troublesome to forget what kind of people are gathered here.”

“That is true, but….”

As Biyoung said, masters who had not yet returned were scattered around Mount Song.

The sect leaders who were having private talks with Deokdam were also still present.

Winning the martial arts tournament was already enough for their honor.

Eung Gajin understood Biyoung's words but still smacked his lips.

“Don't be too disappointed. When the time comes, I'll show you on my own.”

“Alright. I will look forward to it.”

“Since we're done here, I was thinking of returning right away tomorrow. What do you senior brothers think? Or do you want to see more of Shaolin….”

“You say that even after seeing my state?”

Eung Gajin spread his arms and gave a self-deprecating smile.

The haggard Jiangshi, who had been tormented by people all day, was on the verge of protesting for a quick departure even if Biyoung wanted to stay longer.

On the other hand, he thought he understood Biyoung's feelings.

He did not know the reason, but this man hated leaving the sect for a long time.

“Alright. Then let's go back. Home.”

All junior disciples advancing to the round of 16.

Winning the martial arts tournament and the Great Buddha Gold Pill.

And even reaching the state of Transcendent Realm.

A bigger bundle of gifts than Biyoung had expected had come his way.

“I feel full even without eating.”

At the thought of unpacking the bundle when he returned to Diancang Mountain, Biyoung's heart swelled like a balloon.


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