Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 499

**Chapter 499: The Lazy Falls into Despair (4)**

*’What the hell is this?’*

**Heavenly Flowing Sword’s** eyes were filled with horror.

**Immobility.**

Taking root so as not to be shaken by the outside. That was the truth to which he had devoted his life.

But now that truth was crumbling.

**Wei Yanho’s** sword descended towards him mercilessly.

**BOOOOM!**

The instant the swords collided, a thunderous sound erupted.

His wrist burned, and his insides vibrated as if his bones were about to shatter. He felt his **danjeon** (energy field) shaking.

*’Impossible.’*

This was absolutely impossible.

Wei Yanho’s sword was swift. But at the moment of impact, it transformed into a brutal force.

He already knew that.

But with each exchange of blows, something changed.

The concept of *”swift but brutal”* was transforming into *”swift and brutal at the same time”*.

The essence of speed and destruction, which had previously been fragmented, was beginning to intertwine into one.

Like an ocean that receives all rivers, within the vast sea of the sword, the rivers of speed and destruction merged into one.

*’It’s impossible!’*

This made no sense.

If the essence of the sword could be mixed like water and wine, why would the people of the world divide the styles of swordsmen? Why would they define the trends of sword techniques?

Everything was simply **sword**.

Human beings could not contain all styles within a single sword, so they divided them.

But what was this sword?

—**Gggruhh…**

A twisted groan escaped from Heavenly Flowing Sword’s lips. In an instant, the **108 directions of the world** materialized in Wei Yanho’s attacks, targeting his entire body.

The **extreme of transformation.**

But within it, he felt an overwhelming weight. Each sword had enough force to crush and shatter even a rock. And now, 108 of those swords were flying towards him at the same time.

He couldn’t even breathe. His lungs were compressing, his skin was tearing.

Under terrifying pressure, the sleeves of his clothes disintegrated, exposing his arms to the elbows.

*’How is this possible? How, damn it?’*

It was not a new sword.

It was something completely different from everything he had seen so far.

*’What was the point of all my efforts?’*

He panicked. His mind went blank.

He had dedicated his life to studying all the swords in the world. But now, witnessing Wei Yanho’s sword, he felt that all his effort had been useless.

What the hell was this?

Everything was within Wei Yanho’s sword.

The sword of the **North Sea**, the sword of **Xizang**, even the sword he had seen in the **South Sea**… they were all within Wei Yanho’s sword.

All the swords of the world.

All of them were contained within that small sword.

**All the swords.**

*’All the swords?’*

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s eyes trembled.

A sword that contained all the swords of the world.

That was…

—T-The… **Infinity Sword** (**Man-Geom**)?

Memories of the past flooded his mind.

—

### **Memories of the Past**

—Have you returned?

Heavenly Flowing Sword silently looked at his older brother. The leader of the **Great Family of the Infinity Sword (Man-Geom Baekga)** and lord of the **Baekgeom Fortress**. A legendary swordsman whom he could never reach.

Although they shared the same blood, his brother was someone he did not dare to judge. If the blood of the Great Family of the Infinity Sword symbolized power, then his brother was the one who carried it most purely. The blood that had fallen to him was nothing more than leftovers.

—My journey was long.

—Have you seen it?

—Not yet… I haven’t seen it yet.

—I see.

His brother nodded slowly.

—Brother.

—Speak.

—Why don’t you study the swords of the world?

—……

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s voice was firm.

—I know that I am not up to discussing your sword. I also know that, from your perspective, my words are like the whims of a child.

—You underestimate yourself too much. I have never belittled you, nor have I thought that you are below. You are also a sword worthy of the clan.

—Thank you. Then allow me to say something. There are countless swords in the world. Some are grotesque, others are savage. There are faithful swords and free swords. Yes, brother. There are countless swords in the world. So why are you trying to see the world from here? If you seek the Infinity Sword, shouldn’t you see more swords?

A warm smile.

His brother’s response was a smile, despite his somewhat sharp words. It was like looking at a stubborn child rebelling against his parents, but full of affection.

Yes, that smile.

—Has your sword deepened?

—I don’t know if it has deepened. But I think it has widened.

—I see.

—Brother.

—Don’t rush.

His brother shook his head calmly.

—Is there only one path to climb a mountain? There are hundreds of paths. Some are easier, others are more difficult. As long as the destination is the same, why follow the obvious path?

—Are you walking, brother?

—I’m just waiting.

The clan leader slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

—The ocean is simply there. But all the water in the world eventually flows into it. Traveling the world to reach the Infinity Sword is also a method. The one I chose is just a little different. I seek to **become the ocean**.

—But isn’t that the same as not seeing anything?

—It’s seeing **everything**.

—But…

The leader smiled.

—You may think I’m frustrating, but it’s actually different. I already follow a proven path.

—Proven?

—Yes.

The leader’s gaze was fixed on a distant place.

A place beyond the horizon.

—Someone has already achieved it. I’m just following in their footsteps. I don’t need to travel the world to see all the swords, because they are already inside me.

—It’s hard to understand.

—You don’t need to understand it. You don’t need to look at other paths either. Follow your own path. Even if they are different, our destination is the same. Isn’t that enough?

Faced with that gentle smile, Heavenly Flowing Sword had no choice but to nod.

—

### **Return to the Present**

**Infinity Sword (Man-Geom).**

Everything is within the sword.

So, couldn’t Wei Yanho’s sword also be called that?

*’The discomfort.’*

He finally understood the cause of that feeling that disturbed him. The reason why he couldn’t concentrate.

**It resembled.**

It was different.

No, it should be said that it was **completely** different.

But, without a doubt, it resembled.

Wei Yanho’s sword resembled that of the clan leader.

Even if he tried to imitate him, he could never do it, and that forced him to follow another path.

But how?

The Infinity Sword is not a state that is reached simply by wielding a sword. It was the pinnacle forged by the clan for centuries, generations of endless training and suffering.

Create the Infinity Sword alone?

**Impossible.** Absolutely impossible.

Not even the great lineages of the **Great Family of the Infinity Sword**, where geniuses were born like grass, could complete it. The Great Family of the Infinity Sword, which had maintained its position as the **best swordsman clan in the world** for centuries. Even among them, countless geniuses had crashed against the absolute wall of the Infinity Sword.

The only one who managed to complete it amidst that suffering was **”The Sword Emperor”**, **Baek Muhan**.

In other words, before Baek Muhan, the clan never completed the Infinity Sword, and after his death, no one even managed to get close to it.

It was an almost mythical state.

But this young man was clearly following in his footsteps. Others might not notice it, but he **knew**.

It was a path that only those who knew the Infinity Sword could travel. And Wei Yanho was now on that path.

—HOW?!

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s desperate cry made Wei Yanho harden his gaze.

His cold and serene eyes crushed him.

—To contain all the swords of the world means **to stand firm by oneself**.

Wei Yanho’s words resounded like thunder in his ears.

—And yet you dare to join the **Demon Cult (Ma-Gyo)**?

**BOOOOM!**

Wei Yanho’s blow impacted Heavenly Flowing Sword’s side. Although he managed to block it with his sword, the force launched him like a projectile.

**BAM! BAM!**

He bounced several times on the ground before regaining his balance.

**UUUOOOHHH!**

The instant he raised his head, gigantic spheres of energy filled his vision.

—AAAAAAHHHH!!

Heavenly Flowing Sword screamed like a cornered animal.

**BOOOOM!**

Consecutive explosions.

As the spheres ravaged Heavenly Flowing Sword’s body, Wei Yanho hardened his expression.

This was **unacceptable**.

**Great Family of the Infinity Sword.**

He hadn’t wanted to get involved. Although his master had connected them, in the end he didn’t ask him to look for them. He told him to follow his own path.

That’s why, although he knew that **Baekgeom Fortress** was actually the Great Family of the Infinity Sword, he didn’t try to approach them. He thought that, if he ever had the opportunity, he would transmit his master’s teachings and close that cycle.

But, the **Demon Cult**?

What would his master have said if he knew they had allied with them?

—*”They no longer have the right to bear the name of the Infinity Sword.”*

Yes, that’s what he would have said.

Those who could not stand on their own did not deserve to use that name.

—If the unworthy insist on using it, I must remind them how heavy that name is.

Although it was not a blood tie, Wei Yanho was the **rightful heir** to the Infinity Sword. Strictly speaking, **no one except Baek Muhan** had the right to pronounce that name.

Only Wei Yanho could claim it.

If they had become arrogant because of their lineage, or if they had forgotten the true spirit of the Infinity Sword and only used the name, then Wei Yanho was willing to **erase them from the world**.

It was his duty as a disciple and the way to honor his master’s will.

—Get up.

Among the settling dust, the figure of Heavenly Flowing Sword appeared, kneeling, spitting blood.

—This is not enough. Get up. I will show you what the **true Infinity Sword** is.

—How…?

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s eyes were full of disbelief.

—How do you know the Infinity Sword?! HOW?!

—You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it to you.

With that closed mind.

—The only thing certain is that **you took the wrong path**. My master said: *”When something goes astray, it is easier to erase it and start over than to correct it.”* If the clan has joined the Demon Cult, then it is better to **erase it**. Get up. I will show you the path you should have followed. It is the last respect I will have for the clan.

Wei Yanho’s sword vibrated gently.

—Keh keh keh… The path we should have followed?

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s eyes were bloodshot.

—What do you know about the clan?! What do you know about what we have gone through?! Why did we have to get to this?! WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!

—Yes. I don’t know.

Wei Yanho smiled disdainfully.

—**And I don’t want to know.** No matter what excuses you have, there are things that are done and things that are not. And it seems there is a misunderstanding: **I am not angry because you have joined the Demon Cult**. I am angry because, **after allying with them, you dare to pronounce the name of the Infinity Sword**.

The Infinity Sword does not need the strength of others. **Because everything is already within its own sword.**

**You no longer have the right to speak of it.**

Heavenly Flowing Sword’s eyes trembled.

—If the clan is only an empty shell of the Infinity Sword, then **I will erase it with my own hands**. So that you never again profane that name with your mouths.

**Because that is what my master would have wanted.**

A fierce energy began to surge from Wei Yanho’s body, like a storm.