Chapter 277: Winter Rain (1)Bijuu the Dishonored Venerable.
One of the Heavenly Venerables who was known to be the absolute of the Central Plains and despite having reached the Transcendence realm, he never let go of his defeat.
He was known to be the peak in the art of close combat and many people called him a monster who reached the peak of martial arts through experience in real combat.
I could feel the clear difference between us when I fought against him in my past life.
Be it his gaze or the movement of his hands or feet, I was truly able to understand why the Dishonored Venerable was called the peak in the art of close combat.
He truly was a monster.
It wasn’t a random compliment people usually gave prodigies, but instead, the Dishonored Venerable was a martial artist who showed just what a human could achieve.
If the Demonic Sword had arrived even a little late back then, I would’ve surely died at that spot.
The injury I received that day was so bad that it couldn’t be healed without help from the Heavenly Demon.
Moreover, I was able to understand just how powerful he was when even the Heavenly Demon, who I thought of as inhuman, complimented the Dishonored Venerable after seeing him.
With one step, he could make the earth move, and with one strike of the fist, he was able to break an entire mountain.
He didn’t refuse any challenge nor was he hesitant to experience defeat.
Back when he used to be a Young Prodigy, the Dishonored Venerable said this; that even if he is defeated, as long as his breath remained, he would win one day.
His words were full of confidence and arrogance, yet the man born in the Bi Clan, who was called the Iron Dog of Defeat back then, proved himself by defeating three out of the Four Emperors and Eight Kings all by himself, changing their epithet to the Four Emperors and Five Kings.
And with that, the man has bestowed a title, the Dishonored Venerable.
The Dishonored Venerable who reached the summit, spent the rest of his life in the west, and then around 10 years ago, he hid himself from the rest of the world one summer.
It was around then when he surrendered everything and received a younger body.
I controlled my emotions and gazed at the young man right before me.
The young man had long, messy black hair and black eyes that no light could enter.
He’s certainly different compared to my past life.
He definitely looked much younger.
However,
Gulp–
Was it because I knew he was the Dishonored Venerable?
Or was it because of this sensation that kept poking my back?
I kept gulping nervously.
Bijuu...
Compared to when I met the Sword Emperor of this time period, it felt different.
The Sword Emperor was truly a powerless old man.
When I tried to observe him or see what was inside him, I was unable to feel anything.
That meant that the difference in strength between us two was really great, which was obvious since there were probably around 10 people in the entire Central Plains who were powerful enough to do so.
And one of those ten people that I was talking about was right in front of me.
However, I wasn’t sure if that was still the case.
I can’t see anything.
I wasn’t able to observe the Dishonored Venerable’s level at my current level?
Was it because of the difference in strength?
I didn’t think so.
It was most likely because the Dishonored Venerable was doing a good job hiding his Qi.
That either meant he was very skilled in hiding and controlling his Qi.
Or it could’ve also meant that perhaps the price he paid for gaining eternal youth was a decline in his level.
But judging from what I saw in my past life, I don’t think that’s the case.
The Dishonored Venerable from that time was comparable to other Heavenly Venerables despite gaining Eternal Youth.
His body had gotten weaker and all of his Qi must’ve scattered away and disappeared, so how was he able to recover it all in just a few decades?
I couldn’t even imagine it.
That meant that he was already working hard in order to achieve what he once had.
In order to do that, he would need to have that much talent and encounter enough miracles to recover all of his Qi though.
As I was thinking hard about the Dishonored Venerable...
Step.
“...!”
The Dishonored Venerable, no, the young man who was now called Bi Eejin, took a step forward.
Step.
He walked slowly, but his gaze and footsteps were headed towards me.
What the fuck?
I held my breath.
Seeing that man appear randomly out of nowhere, I was already feeling conflicted enough that that man, but did he have something to do with m–
-I will come visit you one day.
Oh.
Only then did I remember the letter the Dishonored Venerable had sent me.
...He didn’t come here to see me, right?
Surely not. The great Dishonored Venerable definitely wouldn’t be that free to come all the way here for such a thing.
Did the Dragon Warrior attend the Heavenly Dragon Academy in my past life?
I couldn’t remember.
Dragon Warrior or whatnot, I didn’t even care about him until I heard that the Dishonored Venerable was the Dragon Warrior, so how would I know?
Maybe he doesn’t know who I am?
I hoped for an instant.
He didn’t even know what I looked like, so I could just pretend that I was–
“Ah, Young Master Bi! Over here! This person is Young Master Gu I’ve been telling you about!”
“...”
Thanks to Tang Soyeol cheerfully shouting next to me, my master plan fell to pieces before I even had the chance to implement it.
Not knowing how I was feeling, Tang Soyeol continued speaking with a bright smile.
And she even whispered in my ear, as if she was proud.
“I bragged a ton about you, Young Master.”
“What... did you tell him?”
“I told him that you looked amazing in the tournament of Dragons and Phoenixes, that you look extremely handsome... and that you are super strong?”
“...”
What should I do?
I was fucked.
It would be fine if I just ran away, right?
Ever since I became aware of Bi Eejin’s presence, I already started looking for escape routes,
Tap.
But by the time I could act on it, Bi Eejin was already standing right in front of me.
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