Chapter: 48

“It doesn’t mean the sword is weak though. Give it back to me.”

“Here you go.”

Yeowun handed over the blade to Submeng who grabbed it and swung the blade at the corner of the bed. It was just a simple movement, but the sharp attack had cut off a wooden piece from the corner. Yeowun then picked the piece up and placed in the corner. He should’ve stopped Submeng from doing this.

‘Oh well.’

Baek Jongmeng liked to keep his room clean, and he probably wouldn’t like to see his bed cut down.

“...It is sharp.”

“Well, that’s why it’s a treasured blade.”

Submeng didn’t go into the details, but his blade was one of the most famous blades within the Demonic Cult.

“Let’s go over what you’ve learned then.”

“Okay.”

Yeowun had learned the basic steps and formations. He quickly stepped through and flawlessly performed the movements.

‘He is a genius!’

Submeng was astonished. He only showed Yeowun a few times and fixed his form, but with this rate, it would be no problem for Yeowun to absorb all of it at once.

Yeowun actually had perfectly acquired the forms as Nano scanned and memorized Submeng’s movements.

‘But I can’t be too perfect from the beginning.’

That was why Yeowun was taking it slow.

“Now, onto the formation!”

The Butterfly Blade Dance was comprised of twenty-four forms. There were three minor sub-forms within each form, but Yeowun only learned about the sub-forms until now.

“Ohoh...” Submeng sighed. With such talent, he would’ve taught him the basic forms if he had a month at least. It was a shame that he couldn’t teach him any further than that.

“Good. You have learned well.”

“Thank you, Teacher.”

Submeng complimented Yeowun. He then took out a crumpled piece of paper. The writing was bad, but it was full of basic information about the Butterfly Blade Dance and how to use the internal energy connected to it.

“I want to teach you it thoroughly, but we don’t have time. I’m sure you can handle it on your own. I will check on you when we meet again, so don’t be lazy.”

“...Thank you, Teacher.”

Yeowun was touched by his teacher who looked out for him.

“So, that being said, I’ll show you what you wanted to see. Stand back.”

Yeowun backed away and Submeng readied his blade. He had never let Yeowun watch him move with his sword until now. Submeng became serious as he was about to use the core of his blade skill. Yeowun then spoke within himself.

‘Nano, get ready to scan him.’

[Activating scan of the target specified: Submeng]

The sky began to brighten up and the heavy fog came down on the training ground. One person was sprinting across the ground with their running skill: it was Submeng the Crazy Blade. He had jumped out from the medical room from the main building and was escaping the premise. His martial arts skill was so high that the staff or guards couldn’t sense him if he tried to hide.