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How to Raise Your Skeletons
[Translator – Dawn]
[Proofreader – BringTheRayn]
Chapter 163: Such a Disgraceful Display
The Chen family was a renowned, long-established, spear technique family in China. The current head of the family, Chen Ziyi, had continuously reinterpreted and developed the old Pear Blossom Spear Technique.
[Your achievements have been recognized.]
Around 13 years ago…
When the world changed, and everyone around the globe awakened their unique abilities, the elderly head of the family couldn't help but feel joy.
[You have acquired the unique ability 'Pear Blossom Spear.']
Ah, this is an opportunity! The opportunity has finally come!
In modern times, martial arts had been reduced in function and were only regarded as a way to strengthen physical fitness. But now, its prestige had been raised to the maximum. Dungeons appeared, and a world where fists were prioritized over laws arrived! People now sought martial arts manuals instead of exam prep books!
[Using skill 'Pear Blossom Spear Technique.']
[The skill '□■■□■' (S-rank) has been upgraded.]
[You have acquired the skill '□■■□■' (SS-rank).]
[This skill has the potential for further growth.]
Even after he became a hunter, he continued to wield his spear. He fused his spear techniques into his unique ability and developed them even further.
I worked really hard.
The entire world already knew of his efforts. How could they not when he was ranked 10th in the world? He had built such a reputation on the Chen family’s spear techniques that the world referred to him as the "Spear King." His rank was a position he could never have reached without effort.
However…
As his achievements rose, so did his ambition. He wanted to make his family even greater. He desired to elevate the Chen Family's spear techniques even higher.
That was how he found the Spear of Judgement, Zhang Wei—a genius born on the continent, a young hunter with a unique spear-related ability.
I taught him everything, giving my all.
The Spear King tried to pass on everything he knew to Zhang Wei. He also intended to entrust the family's legacy to him.
Therefore…
He was in a foul mood.
Perhaps because he was the head of a long-established Chinese family, in truth, he had always been deeply rooted in the Sinocentric ideology—the belief that Chinese culture was superior and that China was the center of the world. Perhaps that was why…
Hmm.
When the Spear King looked at the man before him, he was unusually excited.
A ranker who clearly belongs in the top 100, yet is said to be a friend of my disciple?
That meant he was only a ranker candidate before participating in the trial!
That makes no sense.
It was an impossible scenario. How could a ranker candidate exude such energy after less than three months?
That's why I asked if he was a judge the first time I saw him.
But the response from his disciple was:
“Master. He is truly incredible! My friend here also specializes in the spear, though it's quite different from our technique but undeniably strong. There was much to learn from him.”
This foolish disciple…!
His disciple was unaware of his master's feelings. After learning the Pear Blossom Spear Technique that his master had studied his whole life, he had the nerve to praise another spear technique.
He was boiling with anger—so he raised his spear. He knew his actions were disgraceful, but he couldn’t hold back because the man before him had never seen the true Pear Blossom Spear Technique before.
This is merely a lesson.
To show him that there was always a higher sky and that the world outside the well was infinitely vast. He also wanted to demonstrate the greatness of the Pear Blossom Spear Technique. He merely intended to show that briefly, but…
“Gahahaha!”
A madman from the edge of the peninsula appeared.
“Old man! Why are you hesitating? Come at me! Or should I go first?”
He was a troublemaker notorious even within China, often the subject of controversy—Jang Daewoong the Berserker. He was now emitting an intense killing intent while talking about his “little brother.” Moreover…
“Hey, hey! Hold on! Berserker!” With a roar, someone descended from the sky. “Calm down. Calm down! That's the Spear King you're dealing with! He’s ranked 10th in the world!” A burly man with a wide build, Yoo Sangdon, the White Swine, appeared.
“Berserker! I agree with White Swine! Didn't you just mention this could turn into a national dispute? Both the Spear King and the Berserker need to cool down for a moment!” Lee Sunah the Black Sword also pulled out her blade to stop them as she stood between them.
“Is there a… dispute?”
“Am I not too late?”
Behind them, Gi Soyul and Gi Parang took their positions.
“Hm,” the Spear King narrowed his eyes. “Are you telling me to hold back against the Berserker's challenge?”
—Rumble!
Chen Ziyi’s energy started to boil fiercely.
“Ugh!”
The overwhelming mana made the rankers lower their stances with grimaces.
“You dare tell that to me, the Spear King? Am I supposed to fear you or something?”
He was ranked 10th in the world. He had the confidence to crush them all with sheer strength.
“Joo Donghoon is a ranker of our nation!” Lee Sunah stepped forward. “Wasn’t it you that drew your spear against our ranker first? Berserker was simply responding to that! Moreover! There’s nothing good for you in provoking us! We have the Cult of the Heavenly Demon in our country!”
“The Cult of the Heavenly Demon, huh…” Chen Ziyi’s brow furrowed even more. “Are you referring to that copycat guild that shamelessly uses something that is derived from China despite being mere barbarians from the surrounding area?”
“What did you say?” Lee Sunah glared. “Will you take responsibility for what you just said…? And besides, the Cult of the Heavenly Demon originally has its roots in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains at the Vietnam border, so it's not entirely China's.”
“What are you talking about? Vietnam originally belonged to China.”
“Excuse me?”
“Not only that. Your Korean roots are also part of China, aren’t they? To be exact, you were just barbarians who clung onto China like a parasite for a bit.”
“What is wrong with that lunatic?”
Lee Sunah snapped and charged at the Spear King.
“H-Hey?! Are you really going to fight him?” Yoo Sangdon was flustered. “Just let it go! Just think of it as the delusions of an old, Chinese geezer!”
“Hahaha! See? If we’re going to fight anyway, just do it! No need to hesitate! If the opponent provokes us, then just accept the challenge!” the Berserker laughed heartily. “Moreover, how can I stay quiet when my li’l bro, who just surpassed his limits, is watching? I can’t just sit back and watch!” He took a step forward.
—Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew behind his body.
“I fought rankers in the 300s when I was ranked in the 500s. When I was ranked in the 100s, I fought double-digit rankers. I'm just doing what I’ve always done! Hahaha!” His laughter was louder than ever.
—Boom!
His footsteps tore into the ground as he charged.
In response, the Spear King slowly raised his weapon. “…You’re nothing but foolish moths drawn to a flame.” The Spear King gazed ahead with calm eyes.
Up front, the Fine Bow was drawing his bow, and an assassin was approaching.
“Foolish.”
He found it laughable. With just a single spear movement, their hearts would be pierced, their brains shattered. And yet they dared to oppose him, fully aware of this.
All for that person?
He glanced sideways—the Spear King eyed the man muttering to himself. The man, supposedly his disciple’s friend, was staring into the air, muttering to himself as if he had seen a ghost.
This is rather convenient.
If there was a genius not born from the continent that surpassed his genius, all he had to do was just kill him. Then his disciple could continue to remain a global genius.
—Whoosh!
The Spear King spun his spear elegantly. "Come."
—Thud!
Just as his energy spread like a spiderweb, attempting to ensnare the rankers…
"Please don’t do this, master!"
"…!"
Someone stepped in front of the Spear King—his disciple, Zhang Wei, the Spear of Judgment.
"As your disciple, I must speak! The thoughts you harbor… My skill judges them as evil…! I beg you to stop!"
"…"
"They say, 'Serve your master as you would your parents, with respect and humility.' Yet, I cannot bear the tragedy of having to judge my own master with my own hands!"
"…What did you say?"
"Your power is incredible, master. You could sweep away everyone here with a single hand, I have no doubt! But if you do so, this disciple of yours… will have no choice but to leave this path of the spear."
"You fool…! Do you not understand that all of this… is for your sake?"
"Because the Pear Blossom Spear Technique I wield is a spear technique of goodness! Do you truly wish to intimidate those I have acknowledged as my friends?"
"…" The Spear King furrowed his brow.
What? Intimidate? Ah, truly… Is there no one on my side?
Moreover… Even as his disciple tried to stop him, it was already too late.
"Gahahaha!"
Because the fist of the reckless madman was about to slam into the Spear King's face.
"…"
—Whoosh!
The Berserker's fist enveloped the Spear King's face.
However, the Spear King just made an annoyed expression.
"Too slow."
—Swish!
The Spear King's movement was slightly faster than the Berserker's fist. With a slight tilt of his head, he dodged the punch, and the shaft of his spear struck the Berserker's abdomen with precision.
—Boom!
A deafening roar echoed, shaking the entire Mystic Island.
"Guh!"
The Berserker was sent flying, tumbling across the ground.
"Gahehehaha! Good! That's it! That's what makes this fun!"
But he did not fall. Even as he was flung back, the Berserker regained his balance and steadied himself. Moreover, he did not lose his laughter. Instead, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and madness oozed from his gaze. It was this mental fortitude that explained why the Berserker was ranked 20th in the world.
"Master!"
"Silence!" the Spear King roared. "This master is not throwing a tantrum!" he growled, biting his words out. "I am merely responding to a challenge!" His spear cut through the wind, piercing the world. "As a ranker myself, how could I ignore such a bold challenge?"
—Rumble!
The energy around him condensed, visibly forming a long spear aura—the realm all spearmen dream of. Moreover, his spear aura was filled with killing intent. The Spear King clearly intended to take the lives of the Korean hunters.
"…!" The Spear of Judgment shut his eyes tight.
The power of the world's 10th ranker was truly immense. If he wished, he could decapitate the Korean rankers in an instant.
It was heartbreaking. If, by any chance, his master were to commit murder here… Could he continue to learn the Pear Blossom Spear Technique? Why did his master, who had never once harbored killing intent in front of him, change so drastically now…?
However, no one here could stop the Spear King's rampage. The world's 10th rank was the world's 10th rank—a top-tier ranker, no different from a god.
But the Korean hunters were brave. Even in the face of the Spear King's rampage, they showed no fear and charged forward.
Just as a clash was about to occur…
"What is all this commotion?"
—Thud!
As if the world came to a stop, space itself froze at that moment.
"Hmph!"
Even the Spear of Judgment's breath caught in his throat as an overwhelming energy pressed down on his entire body.
"I heard Delilah's special product was out, so I couldn't resist coming to see it. But my, my. What is this disgraceful behavior from high-rankers in front of their juniors?"
Following the fragrant floral scent that filled the entire Mystic Island, everyone’s momentum began to dissipate in an instant—even the Spear King and the Berserker. And…
What in the world...?
The Spear of Judgment was astonished. Who on earth could it be? What kind of existence could do such a thing…! How could someone subdue the world’s 10th and 20th-ranked people and countless other rankers in an instant?
—Swish!
At that moment, the void split open, and a fair-skinned European woman appeared.
Who is that…?
There was no need even to question who it was because Olena, who had been watching from afar, opened her mouth and shouted, "T-Tower Master?! How is the Tower Master here?!"
Right. The being who had instantly suppressed the overwhelming momentum of the rankers was none other than Sophia Silverstone—the Sage of Oxford, ranked 4th in the world.
The one hailed as the ultimate mage of all mages on Earth had made her appearance.
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