Chapter 130

Door-sa grabbed the back of his neck.

With a sturdy build, it seemed he was on the verge of collapsing with just a little more provocation, and it was right then that Qing was about to keep pushing.

“That’s enough.”

That’s when Wei Zhiwei, who had been trying to maintain some weight, suddenly butted in.

“Lord Door-sa should calm down. It’s just nonsense from a young girl.”

But Qing wasn’t done yet.

In this competition, the one with the loudest voice usually walked away with the victory.

Just as Qing took a big breath in—

A shining orb appeared over Wei Zhiwei’s palm, rising briefly before fading away.

The symbol of the Realm of Transformation, the pride of the Realm, the very essence of it—Kang Hwan.

Qing was an unwavering man, always shrinking in front of the strong as usual.

Oh come on.

I thought I could at least handle a Supreme Martial Artist, and now this whole Realm character shows up to block me.

Why do these masters keep popping up out of nowhere?

Qing didn’t know that the fact Wei Zhiwei, one of the top three Imperial Palace Warriors, was at the level of Kang Hwan was already quite unusual.

The Royal Family had deliberately raised masters like him.

Qing took a step back from demonstrating his skills.

After having a blast just beating someone up, he didn’t feel too disappointed.

However, the one who got beaten up certainly didn’t share that sentiment.

“You! You’re the one whose dirty schemes and stinking lies come from your parents!”

But that was a grand air ball.

Insulting Qing’s parents was already null and void.

To begin with, who knew if he was even born from a human’s legs?

He could have just been a bunch of energy formed in a cave, or perhaps he opened his eyes in a discarded corpse.

During the invasion of spiritual parasites, no traces of another consciousness were found, so all they knew was that he hadn’t taken over a girl who had been living normally.

Qing responded with a bright smile.

“I really don’t have parents, you know? I’ve never learned anything!”

Hearing that, Door-sa hurriedly interjected.

“Ah, you’re an orphan! I knew it. If it were me, I would have dumped someone like you!”

“But you know, it’d be way better to just get rid of parents who messed around with pigs than to have them. How could I show my face if I had parents like that? If I were in that situation, I’d have buried my face in pig slop and offed myself a long time ago.”

“Urgh…!”

“Everyone! What do you all think? Would you rather live as the child of those who went after pigs or just as a lonely orphan?!”

In a way, Qing’s attitude could be called the true demeanor of a warrior.

At least he would pull back right away if he knew he wasn’t strong enough, waiting for the next opportunity.

Door-sa, not being able to match his words, fumbled around and couldn’t find a way to turn it back.

That’s when Wei Zhiwei jumped in again.

“I told you to stop it.”

“No, look, it’s crazy us, right? You kept quiet when the pig—no, Dong Ta, no, Zhu Ba Jie—I mean Door-sa was talking, but now that I’m talking, you’re raising your voice, huh? Hehe, I’ll keep it cool.”

Qing politely shut his mouth in front of Kang Hwan.

But only his expression radiated a bright smile, persistently targeting Door-sa’s temper in a not-so-subtle way.

“You’re just a low-level girl, yet your intention is even scarier.”

“Hmm. Thanks for the compliment?”

“It’s rather unfortunate. If you weren’t born with the surname Tang, that traitor’s family name, you would surely have been renowned in the Central Plain.”

“Ha. Who’s the traitor? You’re framing innocent people without a single piece of evidence. Your parents must be so proud. ‘My child! Today you’ve led an innocent person to death! What a feat! Your ancestors in Hell must be burning with pride!’”

“…What did you just say?”

“What? Did you stuff a donkey’s d**k in your ear? Or a dog’s? Or are you just too busy sucking up to the pig to hear properly? Everyone here heard, yet a master of the Realm says they didn’t?!”

Wei Zhiwei’s eyebrows twitched.

“Ah, it seems your parents’ grave should be thrown into a river or the sea. With the curse of being such a vile offspring, they’ll burn for eternity, but at least soaking them might ease the heat a bit.”

“You’re really begging for death, huh?”

Qing scoffed.

“Sitting around with your big talk, eh? A master of the Realm? Is there even anyone here besides that idiot with his ears stuffed with crap? If you were really strong, you should have sliced your way through everyone by now!”

“You’re not going to die easily. You’ll wish for death long before it comes.”

“Wow!! Look at that! Lord Door-sa! You saw that, right? When you were being insulted, you were all cool because it wasn’t about you, right? But now that you’re the one getting it, you’re throwing a fit?”

Door-sa was still red-faced, but that statement made him look at Wei Zhiwei with less kindness.

Because it was true.

Then Qing took it a step further and stepped forward.

“If you want to say something more, come on then. Let’s go one-on-one. Like a man. How about a Life and Death Match?”

At that, Tang Nan-ah hurriedly grabbed Qing’s wrist.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“It’s fine. Just watch.”

The confident look on Qing’s face did not waver.

Qing was someone who valued his life dearly, so he wouldn’t move recklessly.

But he couldn’t say to Tang Nan-ah that he had already prepared some dirty schemes, so he just threw out some cool words.

“I can’t just stand by when my friend is insulted. Right?”

“You, you…”

He really looked like a knight ready to defend his honor, stepping into danger for the sake of his friend’s dignity.

Isn’t this the most amazing sight of a man in a woman’s dreams?

Although Qing wasn’t a man.

Tang Nan-ah’s eyes grew glassy.

With her veiled face, Qing couldn’t see her.

Either way, Wei Zhiwei was utterly flabbergasted.

“A mere peak-level girl, what are you even saying?”

“Let’s fight. How about it, one-on-one?”

Wei Zhiwei sneered, his mouth curling up devilishly.

“Ha. You really do want to die! Fine! You mentioned a Life and Death Match, and since it’s already been said, there’s no turning back!”

“Right. Just don’t run away. If you’re going to escape, you should leave what’s stuck in your legs behind.”

At the same time, Qing walked forward, gracefully taking up a formal stance while calling out.

“The girl is called Qing, and I don’t yet have a nickname. I have learned the Moon Lady Sword and Divine Maiden Techniques, alongside picking up miscellaneous skills.”

After that, he drew his sword and swung it, perfectly displaying simple forms, and with a few hand movements, lightly hinted at the essence of his skills.

This act was known as the Formal Introduction, a method where one showcases basic skills and introduces themselves before a duel—something no one really understood why it existed, yet it was an age-old tradition in the Martial World.

At that moment, everyone in the manor fell into silence.

What did I just see?

The girl who had been hurling terrible insults suddenly appeared like a female hero of the Martial World, with elegance in every gesture and no faults in her movements.

The beauty, hidden beneath her vile words, finally started to reveal itself.

While the crowd remained silent, Wei Zhiwei stepped forward and also presented his introduction.

“I am called Cho Gak, having reached a level with the Huang Eon Blade.”

At the same time, he briefly displayed a simple form, which anyone could tell was the martial art of the Gongdong Sect.

In fact, the government martial arts were those offerings given from the days when the Gongdong Sect were the hunting dogs of the government.

Though they had somewhat improved the techniques, all the reformed skills had remained with the Imperial Palace, and the Imperial Palace had made the Golden Guard learn from them.

They may have claimed to have improved it, but they stuck the name on it and called it the Emperor’s kindness and whatever else.

The elders of the Tang Family who knew the situation clicked their tongues, and the clueless Qing just wrinkled his tongue instead.

“Oh, by the way. Just so you know, my master is Seomun Sulin, and those in the Martial World call her the Grand Matriarch or the Best Female Martial Artist.”

“…Wait, what?”

“Haven’t you cleaned out your ears? I said my master is Seomun Sulin, the Best Female Martial Artist.”

“No, no, I didn’t hear that.”

“And just so you know, my master promised that if my disciple were to suffer during a journey and be wronged, she would take a hundredfold revenge afterwards, so if I end up in trouble, the Best Female Martial Artist’s wrath will leave no family member alive.”

Wei Zhiwei Cho Gak found it hard to believe his ears.

Normally at a time like this, people would say they wouldn’t have to worry even if they died, right? Did he mishear?

But Qing was not one to lie, even if he enjoyed playing tricks.

Moreover, invoking his master’s name would only make it more convincing.

Seomun Sulin often joked in a dark humor-laden way that she would go to great lengths for revenge if he were harmed.

Yet deep down, there was a serious intent behind that joke.

In other words, touching him meant she wouldn’t let it go.

Calling for a Life and Death Match and laying out such a petty threat was quite ungracious.

In fact, Cho Gak was utterly dazed.

“H-how can a disciple of the Divine Maiden Sect get involved with a traitorous matter?!”

“Involved? I simply only stayed as a guest. It was you who blocked the entrance to prevent me from leaving, wasn’t it? I stood up only because I couldn’t bear to see friends being insulted. So can we leave out such underhanded accusations and focus on what’s right?”

And with that, he pointed at Choi Riyong.

“And that elderly gentleman over there is the one who tends to me and cherishes me like his own daughter. He’s currently unwell, and should anything unpleasant happen during this Life and Death Match, I ask for your understanding and grace.”

It was a blatant threat that even Choi Riyong could be involved in an ambush.

“Wh-what kind of Life and Death Match is this?! How can such a vile and cowardly scheme be allowed?!”

“Cowardly and vile? You’re saying that about someone at the level of the Realm accepting a Life and Death Match against a peak warrior?”

Qing said while smirking broadly.

Cho Gak was left speechless, realizing he had fallen into a trap.

What was called a Life and Death Match meant that unless Qing was subdued peacefully, his wrath would extend to his entire family as well.

“Wait, this is void.”

“No discussion! Here I go!”

Qing quipped, cutting off Cho Gak’s words as he charged forward, sword leading the way.