Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 337 (Part 2)



337 (Part 2)

Wi Seol-ah moves her feet again.

Finding him was more important than the pain coming to her.

But the problem was.

‘It’s dangerous.’

For the next few minutes it was going to be tough for Wi Seol-ah to muster her strength.

The surroundings were in a considerably dangerous state.

Her energy sense wasn’t moving.

Unlike in the past when she could feel her surroundings and hide her presence.

The sealed Wi Seol-ah couldn’t do that.

‘•••方.0.….’

Her temperature rises.

The effects of the medicine are gradually spreading but.

In this urgent situation her feet were bound.

At that moment.

Crisp.

A sound comes from the bushes behind her.

Wi Seol-ah squints her eyes and draws her sword.

Is it the same enemy as before?

They were unknown entities.

Though they had tried to kill her in ambush they were not weak.

They were the top-tier martial artists that many spoke of.

Wi Seol-ah sends the tip of her sword toward the direction of the sound.

Focusing her drugged eyes she regains her senses.

It’s just a matter of holding on for a few more minutes.

Somehow she must endure…

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“Where are you in such a hurry? I was curious and tried not to show up if possible.”

“•••Ah.”

At the voice coming from beyond the bushes.

Wi Seol-ah’s large eyes slightly relax.

It was a familiar voice and tone.

“I thought it was right to step in seeing your condition.”

The figure that emerged from the bushes in front of Wi Seol-ah.

Wearing a distinctive black martial arts uniform.

A young man with an expressionless face and hair that seemed casually tied up was impressive.

“Are you okay?”

He was the first of the Six Dragons and Three Peaks.

The true dragon of the Two Dragons.

While the situation was rapidly changing.

“Uwaaa…!”

Cheol Ji-seon was screaming continuously.

And understandably so. A grown man was being tossed around by his collar.

The fact that it was him made it even more problematic.

It was as if he was running with a single backpack.

He was being carried around as if it were nothing.

How could this be?

No matter how great the difference in levels it was absurd.

Moreover the one who was grabbing Cheol Ji-seon’s collar and running was.

The sword dancer Namgung-bi.

She appeared to be a delicate woman.

Yet she was dragging Cheol Ji-seon around like a toy.

‘Help… help me.’

In this nonsensical situation.

Cheol Ji-seon could only scream inwardly.

“Miss…! Slow down…!”

Cheol Ji-seon desperately pleaded but.

Namgung-bi didn’t seem to hear him.

He wished she had just let him go.

-Where did she go?

Suddenly Namgung-bi who appeared from somewhere asked about Gu Yang-cheon’s whereabouts.

Without waiting for Cheol Ji-seon’s answer after asking.

She looked in a certain direction and suddenly started running with Cheol Ji-seon in tow.

As if she were in a hurry.

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“Ugh…!”

The speed was so fast.

It was hard to believe she was carrying a person.

He couldn’t see the monsters like Gu Yang-cheon or Jang-ryong around.

But the sword dancer was on another level of absurdity.

‘•••I haven’t even mentioned Jin-ryong yet.’

Though she hadn’t properly said who she was looking for.

Cheol Ji-seon knew that the person the sword dancer was looking for was Jin-ryong.

Sometimes the look in the sword dancer’s eyes when she was with Jin-ryong was different from anyone else’s in Cheol Ji-seon’s view.

Even without that.

The fact that the two were engaged was common knowledge within the Shin-ryong clan.

How could that terrifying Jin-ryong and the sword dancer be engaged was a mystery.

It didn’t seem like it was a forced engagement between families.

Seeing the sword dancer act differently only toward Jin-ryong how much did the clan members lament?

In reality Jin-ryong was likely receiving a lot of blame because of the sword dancer.

Beyond Anhui’s first beauty.

It was said to be the world’s first beauty.

As if she didn’t care about the gazes of others.

Someone had said while watching the sword dancer perform alone.

Cheol Ji-seon also acknowledged it.

It was true that all the women around Jin-ryong were exceptionally beautiful.

But among them the sword dancer and the descendant of the sword were particularly remarkable.

The problem was.

Now was not the time to think about such appearances.

“Miss….”

As the wind hit his face Cheol Ji-seon worried that his skin might get cut.

Perhaps it was because he heard Cheol Ji-seon’s pitiful voice.

Namgung-bi suddenly let go of Cheol Ji-seon’s collar.

“Uh… wait a moment.”

It was good that she let go.

But as she suddenly released him while running.

Cheol Ji-seon was thrown off balance and had to roll on the ground.

“Ugh!”

As Cheol Ji-seon rolled on the ground.

He managed to stop his body by crashing into a nearby tree.

“•••Hah… I’m alive.”

Enduring the dizziness Cheol Ji-seon gets up.

He wondered if Namgung-bi had accidentally let go of his collar.

If not she had thrown him like a heavy sack.

‘•••It is indeed a burden.’

With the fear of almost dying just moments ago.

And the guilt of being dragged around by Namgung-bi Cheol Ji-seon was not in his right mind.

He looked around to find the sword dancer.

After all she was indeed the benefactor who saved him in a crisis.

He knew the whereabouts of Jin-ryong.

‘If I say it won’t I die?’

That thought crossed his mind.

The face of the sword dancer who had drawn her sword saying she was looking for Jin-ryong earlier.

Her beautiful appearance was secondary.

She was simply terrifying.

Even so Cheol Ji-seon thought he should speak.

He had fallen for Jang Seon-yeon’s trick and caused trouble.

No matter how much Jin-ryong said it was okay he had to open up.

‘•••No matter how I think about it this isn’t right.’

In the end it was Cheol Ji-seon who acted.

As Cheol Ji-seon began to look around to find Namgung-bi.

Crisp-!

A sharp energy was felt from somewhere.

Cheol Ji-seon immediately recognized that this energy was from the sword dancer.

He had known through information that she could use energy.

But.

The fact that she had released her energy meant it was a dangerous situation didn’t it?

As the thought suddenly arose hesitation gripped Cheol Ji-seon’s feet.

Wouldn’t it be better to find the instructor right now?

He briefly entertained that thought but.

He soon lifted his trembling feet and headed toward the direction where the energy was felt.

How long had it been since he fell?

The sound and energy felt farther than expected.

In that short time she had moved so far away.

Cheol Ji-seon also raised his qi and moved forward.

He pulled out the sword tied at his waist with trembling hands.

As he ran toward where the energy was felt.

“•••!”

Seeing the situation before him Cheol Ji-seon had to swallow hard.

“Wow.”

The moment he heard the heavy voice.

“A meddler has appeared again.”

Cheol Ji-seon staggered.

The qi contained in the voice was too burdensome.

The figure leaning against a distant rock was.

The Poison Master of the Tang Clan.

And beside him was the daughter of the Peng Clan who was applying pressure to stop the bleeding.

And.

Before he knew it the sword dancer spreading her energy around had drawn her sword.

She was blocking someone.

A middle-aged man dressed in dark silk clothes.

With neatly braided hair his pale skin was striking.

His eyes shone with a purple hue.

The moment Cheol Ji-seon saw him he could feel it.

He was someone he could not dare to face.

The man glanced at Cheol Ji-seon.

Then as if uninterested he turned his gaze to the sword dancer in front of him.

“It’s been a while. You and I are acquaintances.”

The tension on the sword dancer’s face tightened.

It meant she recognized him.

The man seemed displeased with her reaction.

He frowned slightly and asked the sword dancer.

“Do you know me?”

At the man’s question the sword dancer nodded slightly.

“•••I know.”

“And yet you draw your sword.”

His voice was filled with mockery.

“Am I ridiculous?”

“”

“Or perhaps you remember how you were defeated by the evil spirit. You might be looking down on me.”

From the man’s body an unknown black energy spread out.

“•••This Black Night Palace Head you see.”

At the middle-aged man’s words.

Cheol Ji-seon slumped down.