Episode 11
Dang Gyu-jin
When Dang Gyu-jin came out of the hall, Dang Yu-chang was waiting outside with a venomous look on his face.
He was in a rather uncomfortable mood because he had been tormented by Yun-Hwi all day today.
“Sister, do you know that being good-natured is also a disease? Please think carefully about what Mother said.”
“what?”
“That’s all I have to say.”
Dang Gyu-jin can be sure of it when he sees Dang Yu-chang turning around in a daze.
-There’s something I don’t know!
She immediately moved to the white room where Unhui was.
The moment I entered the courtyard of the pavilion.
Hwaaaaak!
“!!”
Suddenly something eerie ran down her spine.
It was as if I had been thrown naked into a tiger’s den.
The hot heat and humidity, and the calm madness beneath it, were everywhere.
‘What on earth is going on?’
Dang Gyu-jin hurriedly looked back at Hyeong-san who had brought him there.
“Is this really Unhwi’s residence?”
“That, that’s right. Why, why would a, uh, uh, uh, tell a lie?”
Even though I was shaking, it wasn’t a lie.
‘Wait a minute. You’re shaking?’
Only then did Danghosan realize the true nature of the sense of unease he had felt since he first arrived at Baeksangjeon.
The attitude of the Baekjeon servants, who were obviously more cautious than the ordinary servants, was very cautious.
As if there was a wild beast living inside that should not be disturbed.
Once I realized that fact, the traces and momentum I saw at the training grounds all looked different.
Everything from the footprints all over the floor to the marks and scars on the wall.
‘I did some training.’
There were people like this in Cheongseongpa too.
―Martial artists who dig into their swords like madmen.
It was clear that Yun Hui, like them, was solely focused on training.
The more recent the traces remained, the more elaborate and sharp they became.
‘The movement has changed!’
Tingling.
My fingertips twitched.
Plus, the inside of my chest was throbbing.
Thump thump!
It was a sense of triumph.
Even among the disciples of the Cheongseongpa, it is difficult to find a rival to stimulate oneself.
The Unhwi she originally remembered was clearly a very fragile child who was more afraid of hurting others than anyone else.
But it is possible for people to change in an instant.
Moreover, considering that it had been five years since the siblings had been reunited, it was not surprising that they had become quite venomous.
‘That’s why mother… … !’
At this point, it became natural to understand why Namgung Sanyoung had recently become so wary of Unhwi.
‘But still, Mother was mistaken. If Un-Hwi changed his mind, she should have thought more about holding him!’
But on the other hand, looking at this room, Un-Hwi also had strong doubts.
She is a monk who practices the Tao.
He had a unique illness that other people didn’t have, and he entered Cheongseongpa to treat it.
Something foreign and thick in her senses kept bothering her.
Ghostly energy and evil spirit.
If Yun-Hwi had touched the tricks of the Left Path (the wrong path) that he should never touch for revenge-
Chaeaaaaaang!
Suddenly, Dang Gyu-jin turned his body around and pulled out his sword.
And the cheerful ringing sound of a bell.
Dang Gyu-jin’s eyes widened as he thought it was an ambush.
“Unhwi?”
Yun Hui narrowed his eyes while holding Dang Gyu-jin’s sword with his ‘bare hands’.
“What on earth are you doing here, sis?”
* * *
I came out because I felt something outside, and it seemed like a really troublesome person had come to visit.
As mentioned earlier, letters from Dang Gyu-jin continued to arrive even while he was incarcerated.
But I have never once responded properly here.
Because I am suspicious of Dang Gyu-jin’s intentions.
But I thought it would be okay to put those doubts aside.
The way you look at me.
Those eyes were so familiar.
Isn’t this the look I received from my master?
but.
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On the other hand, there were also annoying parts. It seemed like they found traces that I had not been able to clean up.
“That’s what I was asking. What the hell were you doing here?”
“I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t even think about catching me. The Cheonji Ilgimun (天地一氣文) that I have learned is the best in expelling evil and exposing the righteous even in the Cheongseongpa. You can’t avoid my eyes.”
From the moment I heard that he had entered Cheongseongpa, I had a strange feeling.
Who would have thought that Dang Gyu-jin was the owner of the spirit root!
I had heard about Yeonggeun from my master.
‘What is Yeonggeun?’
‘Yes. Haven’t you said that? One of the biggest changes in the ecosystem of the martial arts world since the appearance of the ‘top’ along with the ability. But-‘
‘Hahaha! There’s probably no such thing in regular books, right?’
‘Yes. Why is that?’
‘After all, Young-geun is one of the biggest secrets of Gangho.’
‘What is that…?’
‘A seed that can become a transcendent being. That is the root of the spirit.’
The spirit root is the root of the soul’s potential and enables spiritual growth from the spirit tree to the spirit flower and finally to the spirit reality.
That is why people who possess the spirit have a different depth of thought and sensitivity of senses than others, and they have the talent to easily reach higher levels.
But that is why they must take a different path from ordinary people, because their spiritual talents sometimes consume them.
‘And only by sharpening and cultivating the spirits well can one be qualified to climb that ‘top’-‘
It seemed that the reason that Dang Gyu-jin, who had the greatest talent in the Sacheon Dang family, was entrusted to Cheongseongpa was precisely because of this.
Cheongseongpa was one of the old schools where monks who wanted to advance to a higher state or world, such as reaching immortality or nirvana, stayed.
It was not at all strange that Dang Gyu-jin was sensitive to the ghosts and evil spirits that lingered thickly in the yard.
It was my mistake to vaguely think that a person with a spirit of wisdom would not emerge from this kind of branch of the family.
Of course, that doesn’t mean there was no way to fix it.
“Were you plotting something here? If you were simply trying to get revenge on the Left-”
“Yes. If it’s Dan? What would you do?”
“…what?”
“I asked what to do.”
I laughed.
Smile!
and.
Gooooo-
A powerful momentum swept around me.
Kkaaa!
As the strong wind blew through the room, it scraped the walls and floors haphazardly, and the sound, like fingernails scraping glass, tore at my ears.
“you-“
Dang Gyu-jin tried to shout something, but couldn’t continue speaking.
Anyone who is of the Tang family cannot help but feel the sticky feeling that is thickly layered beneath the swirling momentum.
Poison.
“There are many different types of poisons. Broadly speaking, they can be divided into biological poisons and mineral poisons, and biological poisons can be further divided into vascular poisons and neurotoxins. There are already over thirty categories of poisons that have been categorized by the main body alone.”
I intended to hide it as much as possible, but if I had to reveal it, I had to reveal it without holding back.
As long as I am active under the Tang surname and in the eyes of the Dark Lord, I will not be able to completely hide my history.
In particular, I can’t completely hide the sorcery field, which currently accounts for the majority of my skills.
If that was the case, some sort of camouflage was needed to obscure the truth.
The most important secret is how to hide the truth beneath the surface.
So I wanted to pretend that I had forged a new form of poison.
A poisonous spirit that contains evil and fraud.
Or a poison of a very similar nature.
“Curse poison… …! Did you realize that?”
The cursed poison was a type of poison that only a very small number of people in the Sacheondang family were known to have successfully mastered.
Because it can only be obtained by becoming an initiate in sorcery.
Curse poison is created by continuously placing curses on oneself and refining the accumulated poison.
There was a time when it was called a type of intangible poison that all Germans dreamed of, because there was no need to collect poisonous plants separately.
But that momentum didn’t last long.
Because there was a limit to how much toxicity could be enhanced, and because the quality was not uniform, it required a lot of effort to handle.
Above all, there was the disadvantage that his body continued to weaken and he died early.
But he seemed surprised that I had learned such things.
“My family doesn’t give me any support, so I have to learn something like this to survive, don’t you think?”
As I shrugged my shoulders and talked around, Dang Gyu-jin’s face turned bright red.
It would be embarrassing. From her perspective, it would seem like I achieved this much on my own without any proper instruction.
“Of course, even this may be considered a wrong trick in the eyes of my older sister, who is a disciple of the Cheongseongpa. However, the Tang family has always pursued efficiency and achieved today’s success.”
I took the jockey seat.
The standard form of the Gwangpungmu dance learned from Danggon.
“If you are going to tell me that my path is wrong, then come at me.”
Kukuku… … !
Now the entire White House was shaken.
Even if it’s Dang Gyu-jin, he won’t be able to raise much objection.
however.
Hehe!
Huh?
Dang Gyu-jin is smiling?
“Our Unhwi… has grown a lot? I think he knows how to stimulate competitive spirit.”
A completely different look from Dang Gyu-jin, who had been so serious and solemn until now. Her face was filled with joy.
The corners of his mouth were raised high, like an evil spirit wanting to run wild and swing his sword to his heart’s content.
Hehehehehe!
… What is this? There was no information that Dang Gyu-jin had a split personality, right?
“But this is all my fault… so you shouldn’t draw your sword, right? I’ll apologize.”
Crunch!
Then, Dang Gyu-jin lowered his head and put the half-pulled sword back in.
The speculation disappeared like a lie. I’m sorry.
But the killing intent that had made my skin tingle still remained shallow.
* * *
“Little Leader, just give the order! Immediately smash the head of this abominable Cheongseongsan heretic and spread the great teachings of the Heavenly Demon-“
“No! Leave it to me! I, the so-called first instructor of the Heavenly Demon Sect, will step forward and correct your bad habits-“
‘Be quiet. Everyone disperse. Don’t come near this woman until she leaves.’
“Your name!”
“Joe, John!”
After chasing away all the annoying ghosts.
Ttorr.
I poured tea into Dang Gyu-jin’s teacup.
Where on earth did the sword demon who had been laughing so strangely just a moment ago go?
The sight of her sitting quietly and enjoying the fragrance of tea was like that of a lady of noble birth.
By the way, out of all the roots, why did it have to be the Blue Ghost Face Root?
I didn’t know that much about the types of roots, but I knew about the blue-skinned devil’s mane root.
Because my master strongly urged me to do so.
‘It’s best not to get along with the Blue Mask Root. It’s the closest thing to a murderer among the Young Roots.’
Yeong-geun, who enjoys fighting and feels happiness in death.
As they go through rough battlefields, they quickly become stronger, and their reason gradually becomes consumed by their instincts, eventually turning them into demons.
In some ways, it could be said that he is closest to Sima Weidao, but seeing that he maintains such an upright personality, we have to see that Dang Gyu-jin’s determination is amazing.
… How on earth could a daughter like that be born to parents like Namgung Sanyeong and Dang Hosan?
On the one hand, I thought that too.
If I, who has fully developed the talent of the Blue Demon Mask, and the current me were to compete in hand-to-hand combat, who would win?
Phew!
I barely managed to hide my laughter with my teacup.
Thinking like this, I realized that I had become a martial artist.
“The tea smells good. I often enjoyed tea with my master at Cheongseongpa, but this is the first time I’ve tasted something like this.”
“It was specially airlifted from Cheonmok.”
“I didn’t know you were so knowledgeable about cars.”
“I just recently became interested in it.”
It’s only recently for Dang Yun-hwi. ‘Yeon Yun-hwi’ has been a hobby for over ten years.
“Because you gave me something good, I get this.”
Dang Gyu-jin rummaged through his inner pocket and took something out.
A nicely packaged confectionery.
“It’s the candy sold in Misan. You like it, right?”
Whenever Dang Gyu-jin went out somewhere and came back, he would secretly give Dang Yun-hui a piece of candy.
Then, Dang Yun-hwi hid it under his shirt and mumbled while covering himself with the blanket before going to bed.
For Dang Yun-hwi, who had always suffered from discrimination and persecution, this party was the support that helped him get through each day.
I unwrapped the candy on behalf of Dang Yun-hui and put the candy into his mouth.
Well well.
“It’s delicious.”
“Really? I knew you’d like it.”
Actually, ‘Yeon Yun-hwi’ didn’t really like sweet things.
However, looking at Dang Gyu-jin’s bright smile, the competitive spirit that had been burning inside me disappeared like melting snow.
“You’re still the same, Sister.”
“Really? I thought you had changed a lot.”
“Everyone changes, but I think there are some things that stay the same forever.”
I put down my teacup and brought the topic back to the original topic.
“By the way, what are you doing here? If you came here to stop the caught Bimoo with Yoochang-”
“That’s not it.”
Dang Gyu-jin bowed his head deeply.
“I came here just to tell you that I’m sorry.”
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