[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-myst-might-mayhem":3,"chapter-myst-might-mayhem-myst-might-mayhem-chapter-382":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},555521,804,"Chapter 382","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-382",382,"\u003Cp>Chapter 382 – Joining (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Swordsman Ji-oe was dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The sword isn’t his entire life?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could someone like that reach a realm surpassing Ou Cheon-mu’s sword techniques?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a saying: “A hundred days for the saber, a thousand days for the spear, ten thousand days for the sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This means the sword is the most difficult among weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even dedicating one’s entire life to the sword, it’s hard to achieve even small accomplishments. To reach its peak, one’s mind should be entirely filled with nothing but the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Haa.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is he doing this on purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just to avoid a duel with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Ji-oe fell into momentary contemplation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To retreat now when the most tempting fruit imaginable is right before his eyes is unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To walk away without tasting it is unacceptable for a sword disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the essence of a martial artist lies in their fighting spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘My opponent is someone who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, capable of receiving all I have. Even if it’s discourteous, if I give up this chance, such a day may never come again.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Ji-oe slowly moved his hand towards his sword hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Shing! Shing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp sword touched the back of his hand reaching for the hilt, and the head of a snake-shaped staff was aimed at his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of the sword was Ma Ra-hyeon with the mask, and the snake staff belonged to Guyang Sa-oh of the Eight Poison Snake Staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guyang Sa-oh spoke to him in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our Lord has refused. Remove that hand, Ji-oe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his warning, Ji-oe’s eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been skeptical due to the aura that couldn’t be sensed through qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these two were both peerless experts who had surpassed the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe, who had scanned both of them with his eyes simultaneously, opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…… You surprise me greatly. To command masters of the Transformation Realm as subordinates. No, it’s not surprising considering you’ve even subjugated Master Ou, one of the Six Heavens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Mok Gyeong-un looked at him indifferently and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that all you have to say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an order to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe was inwardly disappointed in himself at Mok Gyeong-un’s indifference, showing not even a bit of interest in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he didn’t measure up, to not even spark a bit of interest in this person made him feel that his life dedicated solely to the sword had been in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please see him out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Mok Gyeong-un’s words, waving his hand, Guyang Sa-oh of the Eight Poison Snake Staff and Ma Ra-hyeon with the mask simultaneously withdrew their staff and sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand your martial artist’s fighting spirit and competitive nature, but that’s enough. Please leave now, Ji-oe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man clearly has a young face, but why does he seem strangely old in his manner of speech?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe, who had been staring intently at Guyang Sa-oh, turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he said to Mok Gyeong-un.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you truly not willing to give me a chance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I have no choice but to create an opportunity myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had those words ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe’s figure shot towards Mok Gyeong-un, kicking off the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where do you think you’re going!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bam bam bam bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guyang Sa-oh and Ma Ra-hyeon simultaneously tried to stop him, but at that moment, his figure slipped past them as if sliding, reaching right in front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What kind of movement technique?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two experts’ eyes flickered at Ji-oe’s strange movement technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Ma Ra-hyeon, who prided himself on being faster than anyone except his Lord Mok Gyeong-un and his master Six Thousand Commander So Yerin when it came to movement techniques, was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the meantime, the sharp sword energy rising from Ji-oe’s sword intent was already rushing towards the space between Mok Gyeong-un’s eyebrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Huh?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword energy was deflected by an enormous fist force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe, pushed back about five steps, frowned and looked at the one who had deflected him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than Ja Geum-jeong, the fallen monk and Subduing Demon Fist Master from Shaolin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Oh?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Ji-oe reacted this way was because Ja Geum-jeong’s inner force exceeded his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by his qi sense, he had clearly seemed to be at the Transcendent Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just now, for an instant, he felt an endless power in his fist force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he had drawn in the energy from his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keukeukeu, I was hoping to fight you anyway. Come at me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be you……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone grabbed his shoulder and tried to push him forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Ma Ra-hyeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Smack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Ji-oe turned his shoulder in the direction Ma Ra-hyeon was pushing, while lifting his back foot to kick at Ma Ra-hyeon’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to this, Ma Ra-hyeon’s figure was pushed forward and nearly fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Ra-hyeon, who instantly regained his balance, narrowed his eyes sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was very flexible for his age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were unpredictable and full of surprises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because of this, Ma Ra-hyeon actually wanted to fight him properly now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Ra-hyeon took a kicking stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe, widening the distance, said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re quite good, but you’re not the one I want to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to fight so badly, you’ll have to defeat all of us first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ji-oe sighed, Ma Ra-hyeon unleashed a storm-like barrage of kicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consecutive kicks created dozens of afterimages as they pressed forward, their speed so fast it was dizzying to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Cha cha cha cha cha cha chang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe, who had already drawn his sword, blocked only the real attacks among Ma Ra-hyeon’s kicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused only on the vital points, as the false attacks were merely shadows anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Ta tak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Ra-hyeon’s figure split into three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his figure suddenly divided, Ji-oe hurriedly switched from defense to offense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He judged that defensive techniques alone wouldn’t be enough to block, as all three split bodies possessed equal strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ji-oe’s hand sped up, the trajectory created by his sword gradually increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Cha cha cha cha cha chang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue sparks flew in all directions as the leg energy from Ma Ra-hyeon’s feet clashed with Ji-oe’s sword energy, creating a clamorous metallic sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor of the guest room cracked, and the impact spread in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Pa pa pa pak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flicking away the flying stone fragments with his hand, the fallen monk Ja Geum-jeong clicked his tongue with a displeased expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it. This damn monk was about to fight, but that cursed blue-eyed bastard stole the lead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was itching to jump in right away, but what fun would it be if two people attacked at once?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no choice but to watch for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ji-oe seemed to have found an opening and launched a sword strike to create distance from Ma Ra-hyeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Cha-aang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ma Ra-hyeon, who had narrowly avoided the sword strike, tried to close in on him again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Ja Geum-jeong, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly launched his body and unleashed a fist technique towards Ji-oe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his unique skill, the Demon Subduing Attack Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ja Geum-jeong, who had instantly reached Ji-oe’s chest, launched his fist technique with enough force to break Ji-oe’s sword, using the third form of the Demon Subduing Attack Fist, the Continuous Strike Attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Cha cha cha cha chang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to Ja Geum-jeong’s overwhelming aggressive momentum, Ji-oe had no choice but to focus entirely on defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just started to get used to Ma Ra-hyeon’s offensive, but it was difficult to immediately adapt to a completely different style of attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, Ji-oe’s figure kept being pushed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kuahahahat! Good! Try blocking this too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ja Geum-jeong, whose momentum had risen, unleashed another form of the Demon Subduing Attack Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the seventh form of the Demon Subduing Attack Fist, the Heavy Pressure Breaking Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gathering energy all at once to launch a single punch, its power was so strong that it created shockwaves, causing even the sword blade protected by sword energy to bend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What kind of inner force?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe was dumbfounded for a moment, then let go of his sword hilt and employed a strange technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was spinning his sword like a windmill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Pa-aeng aeng aeng aeng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sword rotated, it weakened the shockwave of fist pressure created by Ja Geum-jeong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Ji-oe unleashed an energy release towards that shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The released energy, passing through the rotating sword, flowed along Ja Geum-jeong’s fist and flung his figure backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Pa-aang! Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ja Geum-jeong, pushed back about four steps, dispersed the inner force that had penetrated his fist through his two feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Crack crack crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor cracked due to the inner force flowing out from his two feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White steam flowed from Ja Geum-jeong’s mouth as he dispersed the energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite suffering internal injuries from the turmoil inside, his fighting spirit seemed to rise even more as the corners of his mouth stretched almost to his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although they were both called part of the Three Madmen, he had thought Ja Geum-jeong would be the weakest in martial prowess, being just a fallen monk from Shaolin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t the case at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He’s not someone I can defeat in one breath.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed it would take at least dozens of exchanges before a winner could be determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he clicked his tongue, his gaze turned to Mok Gyeong-un’s other subordinates who were quietly surrounding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them was formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought if he could just shake these people off, he might be able to exchange a few moves with Mok Gyeong-un, but it seemed impossible now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘To not even be able to handle the subordinates……’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he kept fighting them, he would eventually tire out and in the end, wouldn’t even be able to touch a hair on Mok Gyeong-un’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally realizing that burning his fighting spirit was futile, Ji-oe withdrew his energy and raised both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Why are you raising both hands?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his fighting spirit was rising high, Ja Geum-jeong raised his voice when Ji-oe showed this attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless, Ji-oe clearly showed he had no intention to fight with both hands raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he said to Mok Gyeong-un,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I apologize. I tried to be greedy and exchange even a few moves with you, but I can’t even handle your subordinates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey. Put those hands down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have no more intention to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up and put your hands down. You think we’ll just let you go after you attacked our master? You must pay the price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I agree with that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Ra-hyeon with the mask also agreed with Ja Geum-jeong’s opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other subordinates felt the same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guyang Sa-oh also snorted and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our Lord clearly gave you a chance to withdraw. We have our pride as subordinates too, and you must pay for what you’ve done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by them, Ji-oe finally had to lower his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing more to say in his defense, as he had clearly been discourteous, so their reaction was natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I have no choice.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had brought this upon himself, he couldn’t avoid fighting them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to take a fighting stance, it happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hear you’ve been in the Sword Valley for twenty years trying to defeat Master Ou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Mok Gyeong-un’s voice, Ji-oe answered with a faint breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…… That’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what were you planning to do if you lost to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this question, Ji-oe paused for a moment, then answered as if he had put on a mask of shamelessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The purpose of my life was to defeat Master Ou, who opened my eyes to the sword. But when you subdued Master Ou, my purpose changed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I become that purpose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think you can win?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do you intend to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I intended to follow you until I could defeat you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as his words ended, Ja Geum-jeong snorted and shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not obsessed with the sword, you’re just shameless. I’ve never seen someone more useless than this very own damn monk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Ja Geum-jeong’s criticism, Ji-oe replied nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t mind if you insult me. As long as I’ve dedicated my life solely to the sword, I intend to focus only on the sword as long as it doesn’t deviate from the right path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So devoted to the sword……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Mok Gyeong-un raised his hand, Ja Geum-jeong immediately closed his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he fell silent, Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your shamelessness is amusing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I’m the type who likes to receive a hefty price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Price?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, unlike Master Ou, I don’t feed and take care of those trying to defeat me for free.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…… Then what do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji-oe asked, showing a slightly uneasy look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To this, Mok Gyeong-un replied nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s take one year of your life as the price for fighting you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One year? Surely you don’t mean……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, your loyalty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘!?’\u003C\u002Fp>",2220,"2026-05-30T14:58:18.410Z","2026-06-01T04:31:31.827Z",1,"novelbin.me","e7c4dfff197ffe846c9d89e4f61aa37c39efc9848edd2cdcf59fbac4e28ab8a9","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-383","myst-might-mayhem-chapter-381",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmyst-might-mayhem-cover.jpg"]