In the Red Turban Association, there was a register that recorded the ships that entered the Sea Gate City. Every ship entering Sea Gate city was recorded without exception. As they dispatched workers to the ships, they naturally began to record them. After a long period of recording, there were so many registers that the … Read more
“This is the Red Turban Association. Quite impressive, isn’t it?” Taemu Sang introduced the Red Turban Association to Soma with pride. The main gate of the Red Turban Association was wide open. Men with red turbans bustled about, coming and going through the gate. It was not always like this. The Red Turban Association was … Read more
Tarha treated Pyo Wol and his companions with the utmost hospitality. Taemu Sang and Geom Yeong, the brothers, quickly bonded with Soma. They were amazed to learn that Soma was older than he appeared. In the past, they might not have believed Soma’s words, but their knowledge had grown tremendously after mastering martial arts. They … Read more
Many ships were anchored at Sea Gate, the gateway city to the sea. Each ship was the size of a small island. It was the only way to navigate the waves, which were as high as houses. The bigger the ship, the greater the likelihood of safety. That’s why most ships sailing the high seas … Read more
“Hmph! I won’t fall easily.” “I don’t want you to easily fall either.” At Jang Cheon-hwa’s serene words, One Sword-Master momentarily closed his eyes. His heart was pounding more fiercely than ever before. However, his mind was as cold as if he had fallen into ice water. A situation where passion and reason coexisted. ‘I … Read more
“Gah!” Yong Geom-sang vomited blood and knelt down. The crimson blood stained the snowy earth a deep red. “Sect Leader!” “Damn it!” He could hear his subordinate’s voices from a distance. For a moment, clarity returned to him. ‘Have I… been defeated?’ Yong Geom-sang bit his lips. There were large wounds on his sides and … Read more
Iron Tyrant Dragon Yong Geom-sang, stood still and gazed ahead. “Haa!” As he opened his mouth, white breath flowed out and dispersed in the air. Spring had arrived, but the chill of winter still seemed to linger in the air. A vast plain stretched out before him. The snow that had fallen all winter was … Read more
Oh Jin-Eui invited the three men into her room. Her dwelling was exceptionally modest. With nothing but a rough desk, bed, and wardrobe. It was a stark scene, but neither Pyo Wol nor Sal-no thought it strange. As Pyo Wol and Sal No took their seats, Oh Jin-Eui cautiously began. “Thank you for coming all … Read more
Gi Han-seong squinted and watched the small boat fleeing. It was manned by just three people. A young man, a little boy, and lastly, an old man rowing the oar. Merely three people had defeated over ten martial artists. All of them were renowned warriors in the Golden Heavenly Hall. Among them was Gi Han-seong’s … Read more
It was a ship unlike any other seen on the river. Designed for ocean navigation, it had a streamlined hull, a high bow, and numerous masts. At first glance, it looked very different from the usual Yangtze ships. The masts of the massive ship fluttered with banners symbolizing the Martial Sword Alliance. Even though it … Read more