Martial Arts Ain’t That Big of a Deal

The descendant of the martial god, Zhu Wuncheon, who unified Zhongyuan in the past, and the current owner of the imperial family belonging to one of the Sixteen Prominent Clans, a master in the sky who commands the admiration of all with a mere gesture—Zhu Wenzhang.

Although not widely known, the one who is the direct fiancée of the Namgung Clan and, single-handedly, killed countless warriors from the Black Lotus Union, annihilated the Ki-Lian Sect and Sword Sect, and is said to be a master in the sky—Seo-jun.

The two martial prodigies of the skies have now met.

The Emperor and the Heavenly Lord Who Annihilates Evil.

Their meeting, as expected, drew the attention of many martial artists.

A martial artist of the sky is not something one can easily encounter.

Even the martial artists of the smaller factions and those from the Sixteen Prominent Clans swallowed dryly in the face of the immense tension that filled the air.

What kind of conversation could these distant, unapproachable masters be having?

The watching martial artists dared not disturb them, holding their breath, careful not to disrupt their moods.

“So, are you really the Heavenly Lord Who Annihilates Evil?”
“Are you going to keep using that awkward dialect?”
“Oh. Is it that awkward?”
“It’s really awkward.”
“Well, I tried to be a little friendly, but it seems it wasn’t working?”

The Emperor lightly laughed. The Heavenly Lord Who Annihilates Evil looked at him with eyes half-lidded.

Though no one raised their energy, just the act of locking gazes sent a chill down their spines.

The martial artists held their breath. They replayed the conversation between these two legends over and over in their minds.

A single word from these martial artists standing at the pinnacle of power was more precious than gold.

Then, with a slight click of the tongue, the martial artists flinched.

“I am Seo-jun, Grand Preceptor of the Namgung Clan.”
“Grand Preceptor? Oh, is that what it is?”

The Emperor scanned the Namgung Clan with a strange look in his eyes. His mouth held a faint smile, but his eyes were serious. The martial artists who met the Emperor’s gaze trembled and bowed their heads.

The Heavenly Lord Who Annihilates Evil spoke in a subdued voice.