Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 423

There is a saying: "The world's martial arts originate from Shaolin."

In this era, when martial arts sects have splintered into countless branches, the origins of all martial arts lineages trace back to the steep slopes of Mount Songshan, the story goes. Even the infamous Sa Maweido could not deny it.

The middle of Mount Songshan.

The place where the Shaolin Temple took root.

It was also the place the youngest of the Jeong family had once hoped to ascend to, to pray for his mother’s peace.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin had regarded the renowned Shaolin monks as mere 'false monks.'

'Father left alone,' he had thought.

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly ascended the narrow path before him, each step leaving a faint mark on the dirt ground, bringing a wave of nostalgia from his childhood.

His father, Jeong Ban-ak, had truly cherished his mother, Ma Yeon-sang.

The one who had caused the calamity, he had said, should not pray for his mother's peace. It was a truth Jeong Yeon-shin could not deny.

So, this was Jeong Yeon-shin’s first time setting foot on Songshan.

Saaa—

The forest exhaled a humid breath.

The moisture carried by the summer breeze deepened the green hues of the leaves, while the juniper trees' leaves swayed gently in the sunlight.

Around them, the pale, yellowish cliffs stretched out, forming an expansive view.

It was a picturesque sight.

But it didn’t matter.

What mattered now were the figures before him, far clearer than the scenery of Songshan.

Their presence and aura were unmistakable. There was no one here whose reputation did not fall short of that of Ma Gwang-ik from Ipwang Fortress.

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