Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 409

Crystal-clear water flowed gently around the pavilion, Pavilion of the Divine Sword, a name whimsically inscribed by Yong Hui-myeong. The stream meandered around its wooden structure, the murmur of water filling the air with a serene clarity.

It was a gathering where no warrior withheld their Jugi—the lingering essence of alcohol—within their bodies.

However, among disciples of the same sect, no true master would engage in such crude energy circulation during a drinking bout. The same held true for the Singeom Squad.

Jeong Yeon-shin was not accustomed to alcohol. His father, Jeong Ban-ak, had never taught him the art of drinking.

He was simply enduring it because he was an adult.

His direct superior, the Singeom Squad Leader, was a man who inspired personal admiration, a senior master of greater skill, and someone with whom he had exchanged insights on martial techniques. Above all, as his superior, he had the power to determine the course of Jeong Yeon-shin’s career.

"So this is the life of an adult after the coming-of-age ceremony…"

Yeon-shin shook his head slightly, a bitter thought crossing his mind.

How exhausting.

It felt as though a giant dandelion seed was drifting aimlessly through his head. It reminded him of that twilight evening in his childhood, swinging alone on a Dano Festival swing, soaring as high as the sky.

Nothing more than that.

This was the intoxication that never failed to accompany tales of heroes and legends.

Yeon-shin straightened his posture.

His thoughts were somewhat hazy, but for a seasoned warrior like Ma Gwang-ik, who had fought countless battles, this level of drunkenness was nothing.

It was nothing compared to when he had once stolen and consumed the Scarlet Blossom from Tae Yeom-ryong.

Nothing could disturb his mind at this moment, no matter who spoke beside him.

“The name Hwanmyeong Ojeol is shaking the martial world, and among them, the youngest warrior stands at the forefront. Yeonhwa Nata, Seomye. They must be referring to you.”

The voice came from his left. To his right sat Ak Su-rim, who glanced at him briefly before closing her mouth.

“I’ve heard that your talent is truly extraordinary. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen Master of Yulha praise someone’s swordsmanship so highly.”

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