Chapter 30. Nice to meet you.

Pachienma Jun, the master of the 72 Green Forest Gangs, was once a servant at Shaolin Temple. However, his fate changed when he cleaned an old wooden Buddha statue that had been left in the warehouse. Inside the statue, he discovered an ancient martial arts manual called the Ancheon Surajin Kyung.

With the Ancheon Surajin Kyung in hand, he immediately left Shaolin Temple and wandered the world. Twenty years later, he seized the position of the master of the Green Forest Gangs through force.

As the master, he gathered the twelve most outstanding thieves in the world and used them like his own limbs. They were known as the Twelve Demon Generals of the Green Forest, who were feared as the Grim Reapers.

In the martial world, the Twelve Demon Generals were treated with the same respect as the elders of the Seven Sects and Eight Schools, because they were all masters who had mastered the Ancheon Surajin Kyung, a rare martial arts technique.

Many elders of the Seven Sects and Eight Schools have been humiliated by the Twelve Demon Generals. Even an elder of the Qingcheng Sect lost an arm in a dispute.

Before the Green Forest Conference, Master Pachienma Jun sent the Twelve Demon Generals as envoys. Naturally, they were treated with the utmost respect wherever they went.

Yunfeng Miaojun was no exception until he met the Five Peaks Gang.

But these young upstarts kept telling him not to do things.

In the end, Yunfeng Miaojun decided to beat up the Five Peaks Gang and take their women. He deliberately set up a place, and fortunately, someone fell into his trap.

"What do you want? If you drink, go to sleep nicely. Why do you come to my gang at midnight and make such a fuss?"

Yunfeng Miaojun thought he had misheard.

He hadn't heard such vulgar words in a long time, so it didn't feel real.

'Can't be, right?'

Even the Seven Sects and Eight Schools' people avoid the Twelve Demon Generals, so how could the thieves of the Five Peaks Gang say such things?

He thought he had shaken off his drunkenness, but it seemed he hadn't. His body's recovery was getting worse with age. Lately, he felt his night activities were becoming sloppy.

While he was lost in self-pity, the same voice came again.

"Hey, mister, if you have a mouth, say something. When someone asks, you should answer. Are your ears blocked? Your voice is loud, though."

He hadn't misheard.

This was clearly directed at him.

Yunfeng Miaojun slowly turned his head toward the source of the voice.

Among the thieves, a young man, who looked no more than twenty, was glaring at him.

'Is he crazy?'

It was natural for Yunfeng Miaojun to think so.

It wasn't uncommon to have a few head-injured rookies in a gang.

But shouldn't someone pull this guy back a bit?

However, the thieves of the Five Peaks Gang didn't stop the crazy guy, as if they had no ears.

Given his status in the martial world and the Green Forest, it was better not to associate with such a crazy guy. Killing him would only dirty his hands.

Yunfeng Miaojun turned his gaze back to Fengyan Chao. Or rather, he tried to.

"Why? Are you scared?"

Kwaahaaa.

A tangible killing intent burst from Yunfeng Miaojun's entire body.

"Huh!"

"Ugh!"

Fengyan Chao and Zhu Gao Ming, who were closest to him, fell backward.

Yunfeng Miaojun reached out to the crazy guy.

Even if his hands got dirty, he didn't want to let him live anymore.

He grabbed the crazy guy's neck with the energy from his fingertips.

Then he clenched his fist tightly.

Crunch.

His finger joints screamed from the sudden movement.

Normally, the crazy guy should have grabbed his own neck and struggled until he died.

But the crazy guy, with wide-open eyes, muttered.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Brat!"

Crack. Crack.

He clenched his hand several times, but the crazy guy was still standing.

The raging energy in his palm showed that the problem wasn't with him.

Only then did Yunfeng Miaojun withdraw his hand.

Suddenly, the martial world's saying, "Beware of children, women, and the elderly," flashed through his mind.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Yan Jieha. Who are you?"

Despite the quite disrespectful question, Yunfeng Miaojun remained calm.

When he learned martial arts from Pachienma Jun, he first realized that the world wasn't easy. Though young, this guy had completely nullified his power. So, getting excited was forbidden.

"I am called Yunfeng Miaojun."

"Wow! What a great name. It fits perfectly with what a horny dog does. Right?"

"Are you also a member of the Five Peaks Gang?"

"I'm one of the Five Peaks Ten. Why?"

"..."

Yunfeng Miaojun had nothing to say.

What difference did it make if he was part of the Five Peaks Ten or not?

"It doesn't matter anyway."

At the same time, Yunfeng Miaojun's body disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

In the next moment, he appeared in front of Yan Jieha.

He was so fast that it felt like he had been there all along.

Swoosh.

Yunfeng Miaojun's open palm pierced Yan Jieha's chest.

It was his unique technique, the Yin Wind White Bone Claw.

His fingers, infused with the power of the Ancheon Surajin Kyung, were harder and sharper than a sword.

Yunfeng Miaojun poured all his strength into this move from the start.

Yan Jieha had learned a lot from Tian Jinshang.

But he didn't feel he owed him anything.

Because he had also helped Tian Jinshang achieve enlightenment.

If they were to carefully compare who benefited more, it would be Yan Jieha.

If Tian Jinshang had advanced his enlightenment, Yan Jieha had learned things he wouldn't have known in a hundred years.

Tian Jinshang taught him the basics of martial arts.

For example, the importance of distance in swordsmanship and the need to maintain zhenxin (a state of mind that remains vigilant and doesn't let one's guard down).

He emphasized the importance of not being insufficient or excessive. "If you lack, you will be hurt; if you exceed, you will waste your strength. Cultivate the ability to judge your opponent."

Only then did Yan Jieha realize how foolish it was to challenge Tian Jinshang's Taiji Wisdom Sword with the Devil Subduing Dao. If Tian Jinshang's Taiji Wisdom Sword had reached the Three Extremes Synergy, he might have lost an arm.

While learning the basics from Tian Jinshang, Yan Jieha didn't use any of his own powers. He focused on understanding distance and zhenxin and cultivating his judgment.

As his foundation was built and his judgment improved, he naturally saw the deeper meanings behind the techniques. Tian Jinshang called this opening the mind's eye.

His understanding of the Nine Heavens Techniques and the Nine Heavens Sword Techniques, which he had learned through physical practice, deepened.

In the process, he unexpectedly discovered another use for the Nine Heavens Techniques.

Unlike the Nine Heavens Sword Techniques, it wasn't limited to swordsmanship.

The Nine Heavens Techniques could also be used as nine movements to train the body. Perhaps that's why it was called "techniques" (勢法).

If used with a sword, it became the Nine Heavens Sword Techniques; if used with a saber, it became the Nine Heavens Saber Techniques. That's why he could use the Nine Heavens Techniques with a saber.

'If I use the sword seal now, will it become the Nine Heavens Seal Techniques?'

While extending his sword seal, Yan Jieha had such a strange thought.

Crack.

Yan Jieha's sword seal met Yunfeng Miaojun's Yin Wind White Bone Claw in the middle.

Yan Jieha's sword seal pierced Yunfeng Miaojun's palm.

It was like a spear meeting a shield.

Yunfeng Miaojun poured the last drop of his Ancheon Surajin Kyung power into his palm.

His palm burned, but he didn't doubt his victory.

Since mastering the Ancheon Surajin Kyung, he had never lost a single time.

Usually, at this point, the next step was set.

Push the opponent to the end, grab their arm or head, and it's over.

But what was happening now?

'Guh!'

The burning sensation intensified.

When Yunfeng Miaojun thought something didn't feel right, a very unfamiliar scene unfolded.

Two fingers pierced through the back of his right hand.

"Ugh!"

With a gasp, Yunfeng Miaojun curled his fingers. If he didn't, his fingers would have continued to pierce through his palm.

At that moment,

The sword seal in front of him repeatedly folded and unfolded.

What kind of technique was this?

Yunfeng Miaojun's arm bristled with goosebumps.

With his Yin Wind White Bone Claw broken, he was now helpless.

As despair washed over Yunfeng Miaojun's face,

"Hello? I'm Yan Jieha. Nice to meet you. Hehehe."

Yan Jieha's voice came, matching the folding and unfolding of his fingers.

'What!'

Yunfeng Miaojun's mouth gaped open.

The crazy guy was doing a finger greeting in this situation.

Did he think this was a life-or-death battle?

Yunfeng Miaojun, who had lost his fighting spirit, spoke.

"I, I am Yunfeng Miaojun. Let's stop this."

Instantly, Yan Jieha's sword seal pulled back.

Yunfeng Miaojun covered the hole in his palm with his left hand and watched Yan Jieha.

"Sir, when your hand came close just now, a cold wave hit my face. How did you do that?"

'Guh! Damn...’

Yunfeng Miaojun gritted his teeth.

To make a hole in someone's palm and still have such a cheerful face?

His master, Pachienma Jun, taught martial arts exactly like this. He would push his disciples to the brink of death and then make a silly joke as if nothing had happened.

The Twelve Demon Generals would always laugh and respond.

Just like now.

"Ha, that's because of the martial arts I've mastered, the Yin Wind White Bone Claw. That's why it's called Yin Wind."

A dry, detached smile slipped from Yunfeng Miaojun's lips. It was the same simple smile he had shown after being beaten by Pachienma Jun, reappearing after more than ten years.

"Oh, so Yin Wind doesn't mean a horny dog. I misunderstood."

"Not at all. Here, Yin Wind refers to the yin energy of the universe..."

"Enough. I heard you were leaving. Why did you come back to the gang? Look me in the eye and answer."

"Well, I was leaving, but then I thought I hadn't greeted the Five Peaks Ten. People have manners and etiquette, you know."

"Then hurry up and greet them and leave. I need to sleep."

Yan Jieha's urging made Yunfeng Miaojun hesitate.

In the martial world, there was a hierarchy, a distribution. His position was much higher than the Five Peaks Ten. How could he greet them first? This was a different issue from losing a fight.

"Ah, really. You're making this complicated. Should I just bury you?"

Yunfeng Miaojun shuddered.

Yan Jieha's irritated words stripped away his last bit of pride.

Dying in such a place would truly be a dog's death.

"Ahaha! I'm leaving, leaving. Five Peaks Ten, I'll see you at Mansaping."

The deflated Yunfeng Miaojun addressed the Five Peaks Ten. He even called them "brothers," a radical move. Yan Jieha had elevated the status of the Five Peaks Ten.

Fengyan Chao, Zhu Gao Ming, and the other nine members of the Five Peaks Ten bowed deeply, feeling honored.

Yan Jieha, standing alone, waved his hand in a slanted manner, piercing Yunfeng Miaojun's eyes like a dagger.

Yunfeng Miaojun awkwardly waved his injured hand and smiled.

To think such a monster was hidden within the youthful name of the Five Peaks Ten!

Thinking about the Green Forest Conference at Mansaping, where this guy would attend, already made him feel suffocated.

'The Master will handle it well.'

Yunfeng Miaojun turned and left, using his sect's unique lightness technique to disappear like the wind.