Chapter 271: Pillar (2)

Chapter 271: Pillar (2)

Translator: TranslatingNovice

Editor: Z0Rel

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"Uh... Um..."

Jeon Myeong-hoon gazes vacantly into the air.

Fast.

Incredibly fast.

It's so fast that it's hard to comprehend what's happening.

Swoosh, swoosh-swoosh, swoosh-swoosh-swoosh, swoosh!

He stares blankly as Seo Eun-hyun and Kim Young-hoon clash rapidly in front of his eyes and then suddenly disappear towards the direction of the Heaven-Treading Desert.

'What just happened?'

He scratches his head, puzzled.

Roughly speaking, Seo Eun-hyun and Kim Young-hoon had suddenly drawn their swords, looked each other in the eyes, laughed like mad, and then charged at each other, colliding furiously.

That is what Jeon Myeong-hoon saw from his perspective just moments ago.

'I thought Director Kim was strange for liking things like hiking since working at the company... but I never imagined Seo Eun-hyun to be that crazy too.'

Jeon Myeong-hoon clicks his tongue as he watches the direction where the two had vanished.

A minute or two passes.

Pop!

Kim Young-hoon and Seo Eun-hyun return.

"Have you returned?"

Jeon Myeong-hoon looks at the two of them.

Seo Eun-hyun had neatly adjusted his clothing using a clothing spell, but Kim Young-hoon's clothes are tattered in many places.

"Yeah, that was fun!"

"Well, if the Director had fun, that's good, I guess."

Jeon Myeong-hoon nods indifferently.

"More importantly, Director. Shall we go now?"

"Hm? Go? Where to?"

"Where to? Did you come here just to have a sword fight with Seo Eun-hyun?"

"I came here for that, yes?"

"..."

Jeon Myeong-hoon decides to give up on understanding Kim Young-hoon.

"Well, anyway, Seo Eun-hyun. I have something to tell you that doesn't concern the Director. Follow me."

With that, Jeon Myeong-hoon floats up into the air.

'Something to tell me?'

What does he mean?

I wonder at Jeon Myeong-hoon's words, and soon feel a calm descending as I sense his intent.

The joy and excitement of checking my level of martial prowess while clashing with Kim Young-hoon vanishes.

Jolt!

Jeon Myeong-hoon turns into a streak of red lightning and soars west through the air.

I follow him, and Kim Young-hoon chases after me.

Kurung, Kururung!

As I chase after Jeon Myeong-hoon, I form a hand seal.

Click, click, click!

As I form the hand seal, the surrounding spiritual energy moves, and the clothing spell activates.

Clothing spell.

Below the Core Formation stage, clothing is not easily torn due to protective body force.

However, cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or higher often face attacks that can even penetrate the protective body force during combat, resulting in torn or burned clothes, hence the need for a technique to repair clothing.

This technique twists spiritual power to create clothing.

During my Nascent Soul days, I could only make one set of clothes.

But upon reaching the Heavenly Being stage, various kinds of clothes can be made as nearby Heaven and Earth spiritual energy gathers

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My pure white garment turns black like Kim Young-hoon's.

Jeon Myeong-hoon glances back at me and also changes into black garments using the clothing spell.

Papabat!

Changing into mourning clothes, we finally reach the west.

The Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect had 're-established' itself at Shattered Heaven Peak.

As befits cultivators, all the civil engineering work was already completed, and pavilions sprouted all over Shattered Heaven Peak.

At the same time, these pavilions suppressed the dragon vein and created formations, forming the sect's defensive grand array.

The administrative system also seems nearly restored, so in essence, the Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect has succeeded in continuing its lineage in the Head Realm.

As Jeon Myeong-hoon, Kim Young-hoon, and I appear overhead, disciples from various parts of the Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect rush out.

30,000 disciples originating from the Vast Cold Realm, and another 30,000 from the Head Realm.

A total of 60,000 disciples.

Among them, there are only 3,000 Qi Refining cultivators, the overwhelming majority are Qi Building cultivators, and there are also 1,000 Core Formation cultivators.

Simply put, just the lower lightning disciples of the current Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect amount to more than the entire power of the Head Realm combined.

And among them, the disciple with the highest level of cultivation in the Core Formation stage, Jin Hae-min, a descendant of Jin Jin-chan, rises into the air and pays his respects to us.

"This disciple greets the Grand Elders of the Heavenly Lightning."

"Good. Sect Leader should prepare. Since Grand Elder Seo has awakened, it is now appropriate to hold the memorial."

It seems that Jeon Myeong-hoon had naturally appointed Jin Hae-min as the new Sect Leader.

"...Why didn't you take the position of sect leader yourself?"

I ask him.

Jeon Myeong-hoon shakes his head with a self-mocking smile.

"I'm not worthy. If only I had trusted you, a fellow townsman, a little more, none of this would have happened."

"..."

"I am not worthy to uphold the Jin lineage. That's why I did not take the position of sect leader."

"I see."

However, among the disciples, those who had lost their friends, relatives, or kin in this tragedy remain by the graves for a while, swallowing their sorrow.

Jeon Myeong-hoon stands for a long time in front of the graves of Jin So-hae and Jin Byuk-ho.

I, too, pay my respects in front of the grave of Hong Su-ryeong next to him.

And then, a month passes.

Ssssshhh...

Now, only Jeon Myeong-hoon and I are standing in front of the graves.

The other disciples didn't have the physical strength to stand in front of the tombs, maintaining their grief and anger for so long.

Suddenly, Jeon Myeong-hoon raises his head in the rain amidst the rain.

"Seo Eun-hyun, do you know?"

"What is it?"

"It's something I've realized this time."

Plop!

Unperturbed by the rain, he kneels in front of Jin So-hae's grave and sweeps over it.

Click

Suddenly, he pulls a small wooden box from his robes.

Inside the box is a single, crisply fried [hand].

Looking at the size and shape of the hand, I guess its original form before it had been fried.

And I know who the hand belonged to.

'Jin So-hae'

Jeon Myeong-hoon, carefully taking the fried hand out of the box, holds it tenderly.

Drip, drip, drip

It's unclear whether the drops falling from his face are rain or tears.

His eyes are fiercely red.

"Anger, perhaps, is something that is truly necessary in this world."

He continues while holding Jin So-hae's hand.

"Anger is a cycle. It clears blockages, resists what is wrong, and can also be a driving force in life. Even if all will is lost, it forcibly moves people. It's somewhat... similar to a Heavenly Tribulation."

I read Jeon Myeong-hoon's intent.

His intent is mostly dyed in deep red.

Although not as much as in his past life, I know this intent is barely holding Jeon Myeong-hoon from wanting to die right now.

Literally, he is living by his anger.

"Life is essentially anger."

His face contorts as he speaks.

"That's what I've come to realize. This is So-hae's hand. And I The True Immortal who brought down Heavenly Punishment. I will kill that being, retrieve the Heavenly Lightning Banner, and make it mine. Only after taking such revenge, fulfilling the vendetta of the Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect, will I..."

His hands tremble as he lifts Jin So-hae's hand.

"Will I finally lay So-hae to rest."

He isn't completely mad. A strand of reason still remains in him.

But his life is yet again marked by anger.

I nod as I look at him.

"...Yes."

I acknowledge Jeon Myeong-hoon's anger.

I understand his pain.

And then.

"But Jeon Myeong-hoon."

"...What is it?"

I suggest to him what comes after anger and revenge.

"After you've quenched your anger, please... make sure to lay Jin So-hae to rest here."

"...Alright. I understand."

Thus.

The revenge-obsessed Lightning Harbinger becomes Jeon Myeong-hoon, sharing his anger with 60,000 survivors and looking forward to what comes after vengeance.

We completed the entire mourning ceremony.

Jeon Myeong-hoon, as the sole grand elder of the Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect for a while, personally oversaw the sect's affairs with the sect leader, Jin Hae-min.

After helping with basic duties, I met with Kim Young-hoon again.

"Thank you for paying your respects last time, even though you are not from the same sect."

"Not at all. It's only right to show respect given how they died."

"...Thank you."

I thank Kim Young-hoon for his 'matter-of-fact' response.

After leaving the Golden Divine Heavenly Thunder Sect and crossing the great mountains.

Arriving in Shengzi, we settle in a local inn and start talking.

"So, Young-hoon Hyung-nim."

"What is it?"

I ask him.

"Can you please tell me what has been happening in the Lower Realm all this time?"

What has happened for Kim Young-hoon to possess the strength of the Four-Axis stage?

Where has the cunning fox gone, and what stage has Cheongmun Ryeong and Seo Ran reached?

And Hwang-hwa...

My curiosity is immense.

But the next moment, I'm startled by Kim Young-hoon's expression.

His face is rigid, and his intent is severely fluctuating.

Kim Young-hoon speaks in a somber voice.

"...Where should I start? First off Yes. The circumstances that allowed me to reach this realm. That is..."

The following words of Kim Young-hoon nearly make me blast the city where the inn is located away.

"Let me start with the story of how I... no, we ended up killing our greatest adversary, the Mad Man Cheongmun Ryeong."

Translator Notes: NO CHEONGMUN RYEONG!

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