Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

The Qi-Infused Sword Technique came first.

The Radiant Wheel Technique burrowed into the sword’s core, forming a straight axis.

A method to infuse the blade with energy to prevent it from breaking easily. It had already been activated, but now the true energy was condensed even further.

It was merely extending the lifespan of the already-cracked Meteor Sword for a little while longer.

Jeong Yeon-shin pushed forward.

In an instant, he infused the Radiant Wheel Technique once more, reinforcing both sides of the blade. The Qi-Infused Sword Technique formed a central axis, while two rippling streams of energy surged along the edges.

Two intertwining threads of true energy followed a specific pattern, violently churning on both sides of the blade. Even in the fraction of a moment when time was endlessly fragmented, the resonance they produced was immense.

Wooong—!

A technique abandoned long ago due to its deadly effect on the Hundred Convergences Acupoint the moment it was activated.

Spread wide.

At that very moment, Feng Lord Li Shi-myeong’s kick grazed Jeong Yeon-shin’s collarbone, leaving behind a searing wound. Yet, Yeon-shin remained silent, mercilessly lashing the energy streams within the Meteor Sword.

Holding his sword at a slight downward angle.

Time moved differently.

His mind slowly perceived the vast world around him, while his innate control over internal energy—enhanced by the Three Harmonies Convergence—accelerated the flow of the Radiant Wheel Technique to its extreme.

At last, the technique was unleashed.

A perfected technique was born on this very battlefield.

“......?”

The first to sense the anomaly was Peng Yeol-ran, the Ghostly Tyrant Queen, who had just lifted the edge of Cheon So-so's veil with her slender fingers.

She had been admiring both the breathtaking scenery beyond the cliff and Cheon So-so’s exquisite beauty, when she subtly tilted her delicate chin to the side.

Peng Yeol-ran’s brief head movement outpaced even Feng Lord Li Shi-myeong’s fully committed kick.

I had planned to take him as a concubine.

Her fingertips trailed slowly across the translucent veil.@@novelbin@@

Before Cheon So-so’s shoulders could even flinch, Peng Yeol-ran briefly glanced at Jeong Yeon-shin, whose throat was about to meet Li Shi-myeong’s foot.

A black-cloaked youth from Ipwang Fortress she had never seen before.

A man whose beauty was rare beyond compare—one she had secretly considered claiming as her concubine.

The deaths of the old monsters she had taken as subordinates meant nothing to her.

She cared little whether they lived or died.

Because, just like the symbol of her greatest defeat—the mark left by the Lord of Golden Twilight—what truly mattered to the Ghostly Tyrant Queen was not wrinkled, unsightly old men but the radiance of beautiful men and women.