Episode 3
This is my lunch.
Namgung Sanyoung looked down coldly at Hyeongsam, who was lying face down in front of him with his legs crossed.
“Is this really all?”
“That, that’s right… … !”
Even though Hyungsam had offered all the things that Unhui had asked him to bring, he still trembled under Namgung Sanyoung’s cold gaze.
How scared am I going to be today?
The task Yun Hui gave him was very simple.
‘If you have anything organized about the current state of affairs in the martial arts world, please bring it. Especially if you have researched anything centered around the outside world of martial arts, please bring that as well.’
“You haven’t even paid any attention to the work of Dangga-ta, let alone Kang-ho. Why all of a sudden?”
Namgung Sanyoung still had a clear image of Unhwi talking nonsense like calling her an old lady and her breath smelling while he was being beaten.
I wonder if he took the wrong medicine overnight. Or if he got a head injury. He became a completely different person.
That would be the case. If it were normal, he would have been crying and apologizing by now, but now he was too quiet.
Moreover, even the errands he had given the butler were very strange.
If you’re not going to eat these scraps of paper, what are you going to do with them?
‘Are you prepared to stick your teeth in during the upcoming family visit event? …?’
A certain assumption crossed Namgung Sanyoung’s mind.
But soon he shook his head.
No matter how much Yun-Hwi suddenly became a different person, there was bound to be a ‘degree’.
At least the Yunhwi she had been watching for the past sixteen years had not been able to use his brain.
Why else would my father have abandoned me because of my stupid and naive personality that was not befitting of a family?
So it was clear that there had to be something else.
‘Have you got another follower?’
How can there be no factional strife just because it is a branch family?
There were quite a few families who tried to use Yun-hui to their advantage in the fight for the next branch office.
“I, Madam… What should I do about this… Show?”
Hyungsam carefully collected the documents and scrolls scattered on the floor while keeping an eye on Namgung Sanyoung.
‘There’s only one hour left… …!’
When he faced Namgung Sanyoung, he remembered how scary she was, but the fear of Unhui that still remained in his heart did not diminish; rather, it grew.
“Don’t be crazy and take it. Try your best to win over Un-Hwi’s favor. However, as I have strictly ordered, you are absolutely not allowed to bring in any food until you show signs of true remorse.”
“I, I mean this! Father, I will follow your orders!”
Hyungsam hurriedly went outside with the documents he had packed, wondering if he might receive an order.
Namgung Sanyoung quietly stared at his back.
“Just in case… I guess it would be a good idea to drop a bait. If someone is really trying to trick you with their wits, you’ll fall for it right away.”
Namgung Sanyoung had no intention of forgiving Unhwi again until he cried and begged for his life, holding onto his feet.
* * *
In this house where there was not a single corner I liked, this was the only thing I could look forward to.
Dantian.
Gihaehyeol. Something that I originally didn’t have.
“It’s small, but… it’s cleaned well.”
My voice, trembling without me knowing it, expressed my feelings.
It was that touching.
Because it was something I had hoped for even in my dreams.
-I want to learn the master’s sword.
That was the only wish I ever had!
There is something called the Shincheon Nine Stream Sword Magic Essentials.
This refers to the absolute secret that combines nine sword techniques that the Master collected while traveling around the world or created based on enlightenment.
It is often shortened to Cheonmagugyeom (天魔九劍), and is sometimes compared to the cult leader’s secret, Asurapacheonmu.
I really wanted to unfold it with my own hands.
Because I wanted to stand side by side with my master in the same place and see the same world.
However, Cheonmagugum is ultimately a martial art based on the lower dantian.
In the end, it was just a fantasy wish for me-
“… It’s different now.”
Although the size of the lower abdomen was very small and the acupuncture points were not properly cleaned, these shortcomings could have been easily overcome.
Being able to hold a sword.
That you can train the Thousand Horse Sword.
That fact was most important to me.
…and.
“What if my original abilities are added to this?”
Martial arts and sorcery.
It was uplifting to me to think that we might be able to unite what had been separate worlds for so long.
Because it also meant the birth of a ‘whole person’ who had only been a legend in the world of martial arts.
In fact, I thought that this was the only way to deal with the master who had brought me down.
No, I was sure.
They have been moving so sinisterly that they have fooled the Cheonmasin cult and the martial arts world.
I had no idea how many secrets were hidden there.
It was clear that there would be something that would surpass even the Cheonmasingyo, which was said to be at its greatest peak in a thousand years of history.
However, the problem is that in order to master the Cheonma Gugeom, the Tangmunchegi Gong established in this body is based on the Jeongpa, so its nature does not match.
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So, a bridge was needed to connect them.
“Let’s give it a try.”
I sat cross-legged and closed my eyes.
As I let my consciousness sink deep into the subconscious, a library with endless rows of books appeared.
Hwaaaaak!
-Cheonma Library.
Since I was young, my upper body was extremely developed and I had a perfect memory, so I was able to store specific areas in my brain as virtual space.
One of them is the Jangseo-gak, which only the leader and his successor can enter in the Shinto religion.
It was the headquarters of tens of thousands of secret recipes that the Cheonmasingyo had collected while traveling back and forth between the Central Plains and the Western Plains for over a thousand years.
“Well, that’s fortunate. It doesn’t seem like there are as many lost items as I thought… Most of the things that disappeared were things that were never used. Phew!”
I was worried that a lot of my memories would be lost while the Genshin Jeonryun Gyeop was in progress, but fortunately, the damage didn’t seem to be that great.
I was looking through the books, and one caught my eye.
Shhh!
“Found it.”
―Poisonous dragon judgment.
When I pulled out the book, a peculiar, pungent smell hit my nose. It was the poison the original owner had left on the book.
“Anyway, there’s no need to implement something like this. It’s just really inconvenient to have to remember ‘all’ the shapes.”
Of course, it’s just an illusion, so you can just ignore it.
Ignoring the tingling sensation in my fingertips, I opened the book and the things I had forgotten about naturally came back to me one by one.
A poisonous and magical power created by a certain German who was born in the Sacheondang family and had to flee to Cheonsan after being falsely accused.
This could have easily been a stepping stone.
―The Dokryongsimgyeol, which was created by adding the Doksalmubaek of the Odokmun and the Baekbaekhapmagong of the Yasurim based on the Dobansamyangguiwongong that the Sacheondangga is proud of, was created solely to destroy poison and dark energy.
I dare say that it is the perfect form for all Germans.
“If we use this as a basis to renew our physical body and lay the foundation for learning the Cheonmahosimgong… it will be enough.”
Dokryongsimgyeol does not deal with magic directly, but deals with poison.
It means that even if you learn it within the Tang Dynasty, you will never get sick.
But since it’s magic, it’s also efficient? Oh, I can’t stand this. Of course, that’s true.
―However, it will never be easy to enter the Poisonous Dragon Mind. You will have to think of your body not as a body, but only as a testing ground for poison, and the path will be a thorny path of suffering.
Of course, the price for that convenience is excruciating pain.
Enough to make my teeth chatter.
But when have I ever been afraid of that?
The sooner I can regain my previous life’s strength, the better for me.
The more you do this, the faster you can run to Master.
widely!
I carefully looked over the contents of the book until the end and then quietly closed it.
Now, even though I didn’t read it anymore, the content and understanding remained clearly in my head.
at the same time.
Wiggle!
The lower abdomen began to move and my internal energy began to move for the first time. My internal energy began to boil.
It was a strange yet pleasant feeling to me.
* * *
The basis of the Dokryongsimgyeol lies in physical modification.
Regularly swallowing specially purified, extremely toxic pills to poison the body, and in the process of overcoming this, make the muscles and bones strong and tough.
Ultimately, the purpose of the Dokryongsimgyeol was to complete the Balmosa and Mandokbulchim.
“The problem is that we don’t have the materials to make the poison pill.”
Not only could I not leave Baeksangjeon right away, but it was clear that Namgung Sanyoung would not support me either.
But I thought it turned out well.
To me, confinement meant the same thing as closed-door training, and the poison pill could be artificially created.
A method to brew a poison pill more toxic than any other poison was right before my eyes.
“How long are you going to stare at me like that, Sasauk? If you keep doing that, your eyes will fall out.”
Across from the bed I was sitting on, Cheon Ha-jin was hurling insults at me with his reddened eyes.
“No matter how crazy you are, you are crazy! How dare you… …! Do you think you can get away with treating me, the vice-leader of the Great Heavenly Demon Sect, like this!!”
Of course, if there is only Cheon Ha-jin, Cheon Ha-jin will be sad.
“Let us go, Young Master!”
“Aren’t you afraid of our grudge?”
“You’re still safe after making the Demon Dragon Sword into something like that! The first Heavenly Demon won’t stay still!”
Even the elders and executives who had flown away together with the Hellfire Flame had all become vengeful spirits and were flying around, attached to me.
Just a little while ago, as the Purple Yoan was opened, the upper chamber of ‘Dangunhui’ was also forcibly opened and began to appear.
It means that the power of the lion has now properly settled into this body.
“Little Leader!”
“Young Master!!”
By the way, they just keep nagging. It’s really annoying, you guys.
Pfft!
As I lightly tapped the floor with my hand, the sounds of inspiration disappeared as if they were lies.
I unleashed my spiritual power and crushed everything.
“Well, if you were planning to kill me, shouldn’t you have been prepared for something like this, everyone?”
I smiled bitterly and pulled my right hand inward.
Then the space became blurry and a bundle of chains appeared.
Cheon Ha-jin and the elders were all dragged away helplessly and rolled around on the floor in a violent manner.
Some people even knelt down and lamented their fate.
I am the King of Ghosts, the one who created the crown for myself and presented it to all the dead and ghosts wandering around the underworld.
Anyone who died by my hand, regardless of whether they were a monk or a monk, will become my slave, is that what you’re saying?
“Do you want to be released?”
Clank, clank-
Every time the chain shook, the gazes of the spirits also shook in that direction.
This is more fun than I thought?
“If I continue like this, I’ll never be able to reincarnate and will only be a ghost, so I’ll be anxious. Don’t you think so?”
The elders pursed their lips tightly together.
“How long are we going to let that insolent brat babble on and on, Elders! Before he cleverly tempts us with his devilish tongue again… Kkaaaak!”
Cheon Ha-jin was talking nonsense, and when I pulled the chain, he was dragged to my feet.
Clang, clang! Clang!
“Let go! I said let go!”
No matter how hard you struggle, it won’t budge.
This was a gold chain that was made by Shin Jin-cheol, who was found by chance, and his master, who worked hard for three years to refine it.
Because it was a spiritual tool and a type of sorcery, it belonged to my soul and I could use it whenever I wanted.
If you’re alive, people around you will support you and say things like “Gemani, Johnmani”, so what can you do when everything is dead?
“I don’t know what you’re going to do with me, but I think I’ll cooperate with you obediently-“
“Yeah. You don’t have to. You don’t have to do it.”
“…what?”
I quietly placed my hand on Cheon Ha-jin’s head with a big smile on my face. Then I gave it a firm squeeze.
Splash!
My head is smashed.
There was no screaming. Only the soul’s wail remained.
Kkaaaaaaah!
Crackle, crackle.
I still stared at the elders and crushed Cheon Hajin’s soul with one hand.
It was only in an instant that the tall man, who was over 180 centimeters tall, shrank to the size of a handful of fists.
「!!」
「!!」
「!!」
“Do you know what this is, sirs?”
He showed off his extraordinary skills to the shocked elders.
“It’s called the Mangryonghwan (亡靈丸). It’s filled with the resentment and hatred of the dead, so it’s much more vicious than most poisons. If you swallow just one, you’ll most likely go mad. But now-”
I ate it in one bite.
Eww! Eww!
Gulp!
“This is my lunch.”
「!!!」
「!!!」
「!!!」
Where else can you find a poison as extreme as this one for training your poisonous dragon heart?
Looking at the elders’ faces, which had become even paler than they were already, I also thought that talking to them would be much easier than I thought.
You’ll also have a good source of elixir, and negotiations will become easier.
Killing two birds with one stone? Hmm, hmm.
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