Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Jeong Yeon-shin opened his eyes while lying down.

A faint light seeped through the narrow slit of his slowly lifted eyelids. Even with such a minuscule movement, he felt a distinct difference.

The muscles around his retina were lighter and more elastic than ever.

The scent of grass that had caressed his face faded into the distance. That was how Jeong Yeon-shin perceived the wave of energy that had spread from his entire body.

Even as the effects of his rebirth wracked his body with excruciating pain, his mind remained as calm as a mirror reflecting a still lake.

Amidst the difficulty of sensing his surroundings, there was one presence that provided immense reassurance. A being whose very existence was close to the martial aspirations he held—

Lord Singeom.

Even if the discussion they had was nothing more than a dream, it had been enjoyable.

He liked exchanging words with her. The savior who protected the fruits of the World Tree, the one who stood at the peak of martial arts.

Perhaps because he was now fully aware that his body had changed, he found himself looking forward to the moment he could finally face her directly. He also wanted to proudly display his accomplishment in attaining the pinnacle of mental swordsmanship.

“Yeon-shin.”

A familiar voice gently pushed away the remnants of his dream. It was a warm voice, just like before.

“……”

A large figure stood against the sunlight.

The image imprinted on Jeong Yeon-shin’s retinas quickly took form.

He had not activated Heaven’s Sight, yet the true energy embedded in his eyes reacted instinctively. It left him with a peculiar, slightly awkward sensation.

There were only a few people capable of guiding his extreme Jeong Family Internal Art.

If it wasn’t the Lord of Ipwang Fortress, then it could only be his grandfather. From the moment Jeong Yeon-shin’s breathing changed, the old man must have sensed his grandson regaining consciousness.

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly parted his lips.@@novelbin@@

“…Grandfather.”

His voice was noticeably deeper than before.

He had undoubtedly changed. To achieve the goal he had set for himself before reaching his coming-of-age, he had taken on a body of that age.