(TN: Baek Seom Sword Technique means White Flash Sword Technique. It has been changed to that in every chapter.)
Baek Woo Jin closed his eyes amidst the battlefield which was filled with screams of fear, groans of pain, and the bitter smell of blood.
Suddenly, he imagined how great it would be to have a double-barrel shotgun in times like this, but he quickly dismissed the thought and focused his mind.
He scraped together every bit of internal energy left in his dantian and poured it into his sword.
The sword began to tremble violently. Almost as if it were screaming.
Sword energy referred to the energy contained within the sword that manifested itself on the outside.
The energy enveloping the sword greatly amplified its cutting power and allowed it to slice through things that would normally be impossible to cut.
At this moment, it was impossible for him to perfectly manifest sword energy.
He could only push beyond his limits to create something similar.
The sound coming from the sword, infused with every ounce of his internal energy, was anything but pleasant.
After a while,
The energy concentrated inside the sword began to gradually leak out.
It was in an imperfect form, so the current sword energy was constantly leaking out; it couldn’t stay bound to the sword and was constantly merging with nature. Still, it had a form that resembled something close to sword energy.
There is no time.
Energy that cannot hold its form cannot stay in one place.
Before all the energy he poured into the sword escaped, he had to ensure he severed the demon’s lifeline.
He continued to ponder as he advanced toward the beast growling like a wolf among sheep.
He had to find a way to deliver the perfect blow to this demon, which had a solid body and was agile.
I can’t use the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique.
Fortunately, Baek Woo Jin had another card to play in such a situation.
The White Flash Sword Technique.
The martial art of the Shaanxi Baek clan. It was a swordsmanship with a profound understanding of speed.
In the original novel, it was a martial art that didn’t match his constitution for some inexplicable reason and this caused endless frustration for “Baek Woo Jin”, but that was no longer the case.
Another possibility that Baek Woo Jin had only considered in his thoughts was beginning to take root.
“Whew…”
The plan was all set.
The only thing left was to summon the will to act on all of this.
He grabbed the gourd and drank deeply.
Most of the liquid spilled around his mouth and soaked his clothes, but it didn’t matter.
As long as the Drunken Immortal’s liquor stored in the heavenly realm wasn’t empty, the gourd wouldn’t run out of alcohol.
“Grrk.”
He drank to the point where it seemed excessive.
But when he thought about the actions he needed to take, it was a necessary process.
“Argh!”
Another person was pierced by the claws of the Unbreakable demon.
He saw Jegal Yeon Ji biting her lower lip hard enough to draw blood. She looked extremely anxious.
The Jegal clan’s martial arts specialized in inducing the opponent’s weakness through steadfast defense and then launching an attack, which made it easier to fend off the demon’s attacks. But she couldn’t completely stop the damage because she couldn’t match its swift movements.
She bore a burden that was too heavy for her.
A sword that was covered in a haze similar to sword energy brushed past Baek Woo Jin’s arm again.
Even with a light swing, blood spurted out of his arm.
The wound was deeper than he expected, but the pain wasn’t too great.
He had faced situations more dangerous than this hundreds of times in the previous fantasy world.
Being slightly numbed by the alcohol helped too.
“Keek?!”
The Unbreakable demon which was about to launch itself again at the sudden smell of blood came to a halt.
Baek Woo Jin who had a lot of blood flowing from his arm was reflected in its ominous red eyes.
Its instincts screamed at the demon to focus on that fresh hot blood that looked more delicious than anything else.
“S-Sir Baek …?”
Jegal Yeon Ji was just as shocked.
Seeing Baek Woo Jin injure himself again, an indescribable emotion swirled within her.
Baek Woo Jin smirked. He then lightly shook his blood-soaked arm in front of the Unbreakable demon’s eyes.
“Come on, don’t you want a taste?”
Come here, you little mutt.
“Keek!”
The demon charged in with a rough cry.
The emotions in its eyes as it lunged with both bipedal and quadrupedal movements were full of greed. It was driven by a single desire to drink that tantalizing blood before it.
“Poor thing.”
Every straightforward movement driven by greed was dismantled by Baek Woo Jin’s eyes.
By moving one step ahead, he countered the Unbreakable demon’s swift attacks.
As they engaged in a tense tug-of-war, the demon’s movements began to grow more frantic.
As a result, Baek Woo Jin became capable of evading the demon with near-prophetic precision.
However, it was not a situation he could maintain for long.
No matter how straightforward the demon’s attacks were, the sheer speed surpassing his own by several degrees consumed an immense amount of mental energy just to keep up with.
“Kyaaaah!”
Sharp claws flew toward him.
It arrived.
The end of this long battle.
“Sir Baek!”
Jegal Yeon Ji’s scream echoed through the mountain.
At the same time, the Unbreakable demon’s claws pierced Baek Woo Jin’s shoulder.
Pusshk
Blood flowed down the demon’s claws.
However, it could not savor the long-awaited taste.
“Hoo!”
With a short but deep breath, Baek Woo Jin lifted his arm which had been pierced through the shoulder and grabbed the demon’s neck.
“Kirrk…”
It felt like grasping a solid rock.
The demon showed a look of puzzlement rather than suffocation or pain.
That was as far as it went.
“Ki, Kiit…!”
It was at that moment that it met Baek Woo Jin’s deeply sunken eyes.
The demon which prioritized instinct and pleasure above all began to feel fear and started struggling.
Baek Woo Jin raised the sword held in his uninjured hand.
It was the White Flash Sword Technique that was painstakingly developed over a long time by the founder of the Baek family who founded the Baek clan in Shaanxi.
Among its techniques, the one imbued with his very spirit was unleashed.
White Flash Light Gaze.
The tip of the sword suddenly turned into a ray of light and it pierced the Unbreakable demon’s heart.
The demon’s once impenetrable skin cracked with a tearing-like sound.
Once the hard skin had been pierced, the sword moved unhindered and continued to pierce the demon’s heart completely.
Red blood poured out.
“Kiik, kuk….”
The demon was unable to even properly emit a pained cry and it met his gaze.
Its eyes, finally freed from greed, seemed unable to comprehend the current situation.
Perhaps it was a trick of the light, but its red eyes appeared to have slightly faded in color.
As he watched the demon slowly crumble, Baek Woo Jin released the sword handle from his grip and placed his hand on the demon’s head.
“Next time you’re born, may it be in a better world.”
Not in this shitty world that was created carelessly by an ass*ole author.
Soon, the demon’s face turned to dust and was blown away by the timely gust of wind.
In the place where the monster died, there was a blood-stained sword and a dark red gem glowing ominously.
Baek Woo Jin bent down and picked up the gem from the ground.
“This is a demonic stone.”
The body of the dead demon crumbled to dust.
This dark red gem that came out from its crumbled corpse was the only proof of its existence in this world.
This gem that ominously drew one’s gaze just by looking at it was filled with demonic energy.
Demonic energy drove people mad.
Demonic stones were no exception. Though the rate was significantly slower than if it were injected directly, if a low-level martial artist or an ordinary person carries it, they will suffer from madness and eventually lose their sanity.
So the Morim Alliance had to retrieve these demonic stones by killing demons and bringing back the stones to receive a fitting reward.
“Sir Baek…!”
Before he knew it, Jegal Yeon Ji was approaching him. She was fidgeting restlessly with her hands as she did so.
“You’ve worked hard, Miss Jegal.”
Baek Woo Jin placed his hand on her head and gently patted it.
“Heehee… n-no.”
She was momentarily lost in happiness, but she quickly regained her composure.
“L-let’s treat your wounds first…”
“Wait a moment.”
Baek Woo Jin pushed away her outstretched hand and headed toward the scattered warriors.
Some were celebrating their survival, others were weeping while holding their fallen comrades, some blinked blankly, and others had fainted from the released tension.
Amidst the whirlpool of emotions, Baek Woo Jin moved forward.
“Congratulations; you have survived.”
Someone sighed in relief at his indifferent words, while others were angered.
They glared at him. As if to ask whether he didn’t notice their dead comrades.
Baek Woo Jin continued speaking without paying any mind to them.
“Be grateful and rejoice for having survived for now.”
Human beings value their own lives above all else.
No matter how saintly a person may be, who wouldn’t be glad to have survived a crisis?
So let’s laugh now.
Cheer and shed tears.
When all that joy has been spent.
“Only then we can cry for our comrades who died in our place.”
Only then can we truly care for others.
Amid the heavy atmosphere, a man with a wounded body stood up.
“Hahaha!”
He began laughing like a madman.
He laughed so hard he started coughing, yet he couldn’t stop laughing.
One by one, people began to laugh with him.
Before long, Baek Woo Jin left behind those laughing loud enough to make the mountain tremble and headed to the carriage.
“Are you alright, young hero…?”
Ignoring An Se Ha’s words of gratitude, telling him that they survived thanks to him, that he really worked hard, and that he would definitely repay him, Baek Woo Jin got into the carriage.
He had lost so much blood that his vision was blurry.
“Sir Baek… let’s get you treated now….”
When he heard Jaegal Yeon Ji’s tearful voice as she followed him inside, Baek Woo Jin nodded his head with a smile.
With that, Baek Woo Jin lost consciousness.
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