[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-myst-might-mayhem":3,"chapter-myst-might-mayhem-myst-might-mayhem-chapter-371":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Myst, Might, Mayhem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},555510,804,"Chapter 371","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-371",371,"\u003Cp>Chapter 371 – Sword, and Sword (2)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… is my sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un’s expression turned strange at Cheong-ryeong’s unexpected words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already been thinking of that old man and Cheong-ryeong when the swordsmanship was said to evoke the moon. Now that Cheong-ryeong herself claimed to be the owner of this sword, even the usually rational Mok Gyeong-un couldn’t help but show interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… are you the female swordswoman Master Ou mentioned?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheong-ryeong gave no answer to Mok Gyeong-un’s question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she remained silent, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed at the strangely lingering emptiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Master Ou Cheonmu pulled out the pure white sword from the wooden box and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The sword’s name is Sunyeon. The female swordswoman named it herself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Sunyeon?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unusual name for a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Written out, it meant “yearning”.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Ou Cheonmu continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Normally, a masterless sword should be destroyed or buried with its owner, but…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flinch\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woong\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the famous sword Sunyeon in Master Ou Cheonmu’s hand began to tremble faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ou Cheonmu spoke with a puzzled expression at this phenomenon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is the sword…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been left neglected in a wooden box for a full 100 years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now the sword was trembling faintly and even emitting a sword cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly a bizarre occurrence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perplexed by this, Ou Cheonmu muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sunyeon, is it because you’ve shown yourself to the world after so long? Or…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ou Cheonmu looked at Mok Gyeong-un.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a swordsmith who had been crafting swords for many years, he believed that famous swords had their own will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why he always finished by capturing the sword’s spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Ou Cheonmu was looking at Mok Gyeong-un like this was to see if the famous sword Sunyeon was perhaps reacting to seeing its master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Even famous swords choose their master.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that the masterless famous sword Sunyeon was trying to accept this man as its master?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flinch\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he wondered about this, Ou Cheonmu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed an eerie cold that was hard to describe, feeling as if something invisible was present before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ou Cheonmu tried to raise his aura,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s okay. You don’t need to be on guard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You mean this chilling energy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Ou Cheonmu was a master who had surpassed the Profound Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His energy sense had already transcended the limits of ordinary humans, reaching a realm where he could even detect spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why he sensed Cheong-ryeong awakening from the seal of the wooden doll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheong-ryeong, who had emerged like that, reached out her hand towards the sword blade with a somewhat wistful look in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment her ethereal hand gently touched the blade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woooong\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The famous sword Sunyeon emitted an even stronger sword cry, and a brilliant light rose from the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ou Cheonmu’s eyes shook at this incredibly strange phenomenon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a sword that had lost its luster after losing its master show such a display, as if its life had been rekindled?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To see you like this. Sunyeon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Cheong-ryeong ran her hand along the blade, the famous sword Sunyeon trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it sense her ethereal presence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this scene in amazement, Master Ou Cheonmu said to Mok Gyeong-un:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In all my decades of forging swords, I’ve never seen anything like this. Master… It seems the sword has chosen you as its master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Mok Gyeong-un smiled faintly and replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps it’s because the real owner is nearby.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Owner? What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, maybe it’s because the spirit of that female swordswoman you mentioned is with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Ou Cheonmu frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could the spirit of a female swordswoman who died a hundred years ago be with him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might have been speaking abstractly about the sword’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thought this to himself,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I received sword training from the sword’s owner. You could consider me a disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Master Ou Cheonmu was dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of this sword lost her life just a hundred years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he have received sword training from such a person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, even as a joke, this is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why would this be a joke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, that female swordswoman lost her life a hundred years ago and had no descendants. That’s why the sword has been kept like this until now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Moon Sword Style. Isn’t that the swordsmanship the sword’s owner practiced?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!!!!!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as those words fell, Master Ou Cheonmu’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he know this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How is this possible?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ou Cheonmu was so shocked that he was momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a reason for his reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their family had a tradition of keeping detailed records of the swords they forged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When making swords, they would ask about the swordsman’s style to create the most ideal sword for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The records left by his great-grandfather clearly stated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sunyeon. Moon Vein. Moon Sword Style.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, this sword style was so exceptional that his great-grandfather had recommended memorizing it as one of the sword styles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was right then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish swish\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un gripped the sword stance paper and took the basic stance of the Moon Sword Style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he lightly demonstrated an abbreviated form of the Moon Sword Style’s initial moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Ou Cheonmu, who had learned countless sword techniques and possessed outstanding insight, recognized it at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What shocked him even more was,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The sword form… has been perfected.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Moon Sword Style left by his great-grandfather was certainly an outstanding sword technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, being an ancient style, it had some issues and vulnerabilities in certain sequences, but all of those had been addressed and improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Ou Cheonmu became truly convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So Master is the successor of the lost Moon Sword Style?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t tell if Mok Gyeong-un was a descendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His great-grandfather had clearly stated that the female swordswoman had no offspring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was certain was that Mok Gyeong-un had inherited the Moon Sword Style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ah, so that’s why.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ou Cheonmu nodded as if he finally understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had found it strange that Mok Gyeong-un knew about the original sword of that blade, but now that mystery seemed to be solved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether or not they were related by blood, he seemed to know because he was the successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Is this fate?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An exclamation escaped Ou Cheonmu’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the return of his ancestor Gu Ya-ja’s demonic blade at the moment their clan’s long-cherished wish was fulfilled, to the current owner being the successor of the Moon Sword Style?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How incredibly coincidental this all was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was too deeply connected to be dismissed as mere chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speechless with amazement, Mok Gyeong-un stopped his abbreviated demonstration of the Moon Sword Style and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please continue the story you were telling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pardon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You stopped in the middle of talking about the masterless sword. How you came to see that original sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, yes, of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, he had been in the middle of the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Cheong-ryeong, who had been caressing the blade of the famous sword Sunyeon while claiming it as her own, hastily turned to Mok Gyeong-un and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, stop. Mortal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just… can we stop this story here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had meant to ask if they could stop, but she halted mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want the story to continue much further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was because she was the subject of the female swordswoman story Master Ou Cheonmu was about to tell, and because of this incident, she had become a wandering spirit in this world for a hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Master Ou Cheonmu’s great-grandfather wouldn’t have known the exact details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have only witnessed the aftermath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just hearing it from someone else’s mouth was inevitably unpleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the reason she stopped speaking was for one reason only.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What exactly is this original sword?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un had spoken about the ink-black sword made by Master Ou Cheonmu as if he knew something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if that sword had an original version.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But according to the records left by Master Ou Cheonmu’s great-grandfather, that original sword was related to the tragedy of that time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What exactly did you see in your mind’s eye? Mortal?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this, Cheong-ryeong was filled with questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the original sword of that blade was related to the tragedy of that time, she became curious if it had any connection to ‘him’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why she had hesitated for a moment before stopping her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cheong-ryeong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haa. It’s nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her reaction, Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having been with her for a long time, he could roughly guess what she was trying to say from her tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had clearly meant to tell him to stop here, but she gave up on that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t seem to be simply out of resignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheong-ryeong also seemed to have something she wanted to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Ou Cheonmu put the famous sword Sunyeon back into the wooden box and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Connections truly are strange things. It’s fascinating to see how everything is linked in some way or another.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Mok Gyeong-un silently looked on, Ou Cheonmu took a deep breath and began his story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To keep his promise to the female swordswoman, my great-grandfather headed towards the border of Guangxi and Guangdong provinces, timed with her Society Leader enthronement ceremony.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Society Leader enthronement ceremony?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un looked at Cheong-ryeong, who was sitting on the table smoking a long pipe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Society Leader enthronement ceremony?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheong-ryeong silently turned her head, avoiding his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had guessed she wasn’t of ordinary status from her crown-wearing appearance and her habit of referring to herself as ‘this master’, but a Society Leader enthronement ceremony…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered this, Master Ou Cheonmu, thinking Mok Gyeong-un’s question was directed at him, said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah. It seems you didn’t know this even though you inherited the Moon Sword Style.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been largely forgotten over the long years, but the Heaven and Earth Society that currently divides the martial arts world into three factions was originally called the Heaven-Earth Moon Society when it was first established. It became Heaven and Earth Society after that tragedy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven-Earth…Moon Society?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, according to my great-grandfather’s diary, the origin of Heaven and Earth Society came from the union of three main veins.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three main veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered hearing about this briefly from Cheong-ryeong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had said that the three main veins – Heaven Vein, Earth Vein, and Moon Vein – had joined forces to create it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Master Ou Cheonmu sighed and continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was truly a tragic incident. My great-grandfather, arriving late to the enthronement ceremony that was supposed to take place at noon, hurriedly headed for the main hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As he approached the main hall, my great-grandfather sensed something was amiss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite it being the Society Leader’s enthronement ceremony, there was no sign of people, and instead, the air was thick with the smell of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, not a single person could be seen near the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding this strange, Master Ou Cheonmu’s great-grandfather rushed towards the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Upon reaching the main hall, my great-grandfather was shocked beyond words. The place was filled with blood and corpses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un glanced at Cheong-ryeong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smoke rising from her long pipe was enveloping her surroundings, and he could feel the air around them becoming intensely cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flinch\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The ominous energy has grown stronger.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing this, Master Ou Cheonmu paused in his speech and instinctively tried to look at the table where Cheong-ryeong was sitting, but,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Don’t mind it and continue with the story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no need to pay attention to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mok Gyeong-un gripped the sword stance paper and formed a small hand seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, Cheong-ryeong’s spiritual energy that had been filling the workshop was cut off from Master Ou Cheonmu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The energy has disappeared.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, please continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Ou Cheonmu found this puzzling, he yielded to Mok Gyeong-un’s urging and resumed his story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the center of the grand hall stained with blood, he found the female swordswoman, or rather, the first and last Society Leader of Heaven-Earth Moon Society, Ryu So-wol, who had died with her heart ripped out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!!!!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, Cheong-ryeong’s real name was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, rather than learning her name this way, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes grew cold as he learned of Cheong-ryeong’s final moments.\u003C\u002Fp>",2096,"2026-05-30T14:58:18.410Z","2026-06-01T04:31:31.827Z",1,"novelbin.me","cc9e82fb3d95cb24d3d2cbb7df12c7b7cb7d5a1d5ae0801e15bea7b6eadaf0c3","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-372","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-370",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmyst-might-mayhem-cover.jpg"]