100 Floors All Master - Chapter 133

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All Master of 100 Floors Episode 133

 

27th Floor. Murim (2)

 

The Shop Assistant nodded at Kang Jun-hyeok’s question.

 

“Are you referring to Taesaek Jicheon? Of course I know about him.”

 

“From beginning to end. Everything.”

 

“Uh… I can tell you about it. But as you can see, I’m busy serving Guests.”

 

The Shop Assistant glanced sideways at the Inn. Contrary to his words, there were hardly any Guests. It wasn’t busy enough to call it that. Kang Jun-hyeok reached into his pocket as if understanding what he wanted.

 

Clink.

 

Coins were placed on the table. The Shop Assistant quickly grabbed the Coins, looking around to see if anyone was watching.

 

“Everything about Taesaek Jicheon? Of course I should tell you!”

 

Kang Jun-hyeok chuckled at the noticeably changed attitude. The Shop Assistant quickly began his explanation.

 

“Taesaek Jicheon was born into an ordinary family that was neither wealthy nor poor. But he had a talent that others didn’t possess.”

 

In his childhood, he made the Martial Arts master his Father had called to teach him leave in tears after just two days. His Father called various masters after that, but they all faced the same result as the first master.

 

In the end, Taesaek Jicheon’s parents realized something.

 

That their child had exceptional talent in Martial Arts.

 

“Normally, he would have used that talent to enter a Sect or something. But Taesaek Jicheon had one problem. His body was far too frail.”

 

Just running would damage his lungs, and putting strength in his arms would strain his tendons. Even walking wasn’t easy – he was born with an extremely weak body.

 

“Heavenly talent dwelled in the worst possible body. But that talent didn’t go anywhere, so they say if he saw ten thousand Martial Arts techniques, he could see through them at a glance and find the wrong and right answers.”

 

[Hmm?]

 

Manbyeonggi showed interest at those words. The Shop Assistant continued.

 

“There’s one example. One of Murim’s Ten Great Masters, the renowned Pung Hyeol Do Chi Cheon. He personally visited to test Taesaek Jicheon’s talent. And after more than a day of debate, he volunteered to become Taesaek Jicheon’s protector.”

 

No one knew what conversation they had. But one thing was certain – even one of the Ten Great Masters had bowed to Taesaek Jicheon’s talent.

 

After that incident, Taesaek Jicheon’s name became widely known throughout Murim.

 

“Martial Artists began calling him this with admiration for that talent and pity for that weak body.”

 

Taesaek Jicheon .

 

Faded Heaven. His talent was like Heaven itself, but ultimately it was faded and broken.

 

“You know quite a lot.”

 

For a mere Shop Assistant to know this much detail was quite surprising. The Shop Assistant scratched his head awkwardly.

 

“Hehe. I once dreamed of being a Martial Artist. Though I gave up after my mother beat my back.”

 

It seemed he had luckily chosen the right Shop Assistant. The Shop Assistant looked around briefly and whispered quietly.

 

“Seeing that you’re interested in such things, you seem like a Martial Artist, and you appear interested in Taesaek Jicheon. If so, there’s a story that might interest you.”

 

“What is it?”

 

Kang Jun-hyeok handed over more Coins. The Shop Assistant quickly took them and spoke.

 

“Martial Artists from all over are gathering to see Taesaek Jicheon this time.”

 

“Hm?”

 

Puzzlement crossed Kang Jun-hyeok’s face.

 

“Is something happening?”

 

“Rumors have been spreading. Taesaek Jicheon is unusually gathering martial artists from various regions.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Probably not true. Taesaek Jicheon has been living quietly since he became a monk. That’s how rumors are. A horse without legs can run a thousand li, isn’t that right?”

 

If so, it was perfectly timed. He had business with Taesaek Jicheon. Kang Jun-hyeok took out some coins.

 

“The location where Taesaek Jicheon lives. Tell me.”

 

The shop assistant who had earned a full day’s wages grinned from ear to ear.

 

* * *

 

After obtaining all the information from the shop assistant, he headed to where Taesaek Jicheon was.

 

A small hill not too far from the city.

 

There, an old thatched house could be seen.

 

And dozens of people had positioned themselves in front of the thatched house.

 

There were those wearing neat martial arts robes, and there were also those who appeared to be poor wanderers wearing worn-out clothes. There were also those who clearly had noble bearing.

 

Kang Jun-hyeok joined them. The people pretended not to be interested, but he could feel their gazes subtly examining him.

 

A tense silence was lingering. When you think about it, these people were all competitors, so it was only natural. In that silence, one man approached him.

 

“Hey there. Young fellow.”

 

He was an old and shabby old man. He chuckled and stood next to Kang Jun-hyeok.

 

“Fellow. What’s your name?”

 

“I’m Kang Jun-hyeok.”

 

“Kang Jun-hyeok. I’m called Old Dog. Known as Pung Mun Seol Hwa.”

 

Pung Mun Seol Hwa.

 

It meant one who goes around telling stories. Kang Jun-hyeok glanced at the old man.

 

“You. You’re not a martial artist.”

 

“Could I swing a sword with these scrawny arms?”

 

The old man chuckled and raised his arm. Whether he had hand tremors or not, that arm was shaking uncontrollably.

 

“I’m just a simple storyteller. Famous masters from various regions come to find Taesaek Jicheon. For a storyteller like me, it’s the perfect event to make a living.”

 

“But why did you approach me?”

 

“I have good eyes.”

 

The old man smiled cheerfully.

 

“Living long has only improved my intuition uselessly. You don’t have that distinctive feeling of martial artists.”

 

“Distinctive feeling?”

 

“Not following rules. Always complaining about everything and never trusting others. They think being alone is the best. Look. Look at those guys. They’re so busy being wary of each other that they won’t even give each other space.”

 

The old man was right. Even though dozens of people were gathered, except for those who appeared to be companions, they kept a certain distance from each other.

 

“In contrast, you’re different. How should I put it. You have composure, I suppose. Or faith, perhaps. You’re not frivolous like them. At least you’re not an ordinary martial artist.”

 

Kang Jun-hyeok smiled silently. Thinking that was an affirmation, the old man spoke cheerfully.

 

“Anyway, since we’re bored waiting for Taesaek Jicheon, how about we chat? A storyteller like me gets lockjaw if I don’t talk.”

 

“That sounds good.”

 

Having received permission, the old man began talking with giggles. It wasn’t a joke that thorns would grow in his mouth – he didn’t rest for even a moment.

 

“The renowned Taesaek Jicheon seems to have considerable interest from people of the martial world. Various figures have come from different regions. Look.”

 

The person the old man pointed to with his finger was a fat man wearing golden garments and accompanied by numerous bodyguards.

 

“The emblem of the Geumbok Mountain Family, famous as the wealthiest merchant house in Murim. Probably their heir? I heard he’s very interested in martial arts, so he must have dragged his heavy body all the way here personally. And look over there.”

 

There was a middle-aged man wearing neat but luxurious clothing. The old man whispered.

 

This time it was a beautiful woman with short hair and distinct facial features.

“Baek Gwon A Ryang, said to be one of the Hundred Great Masters. She’s renowned as the successor of a Single-Transmission Sect. I didn’t expect even a Hundred Great Master to come.”

“Baek Gwon-aryang, one of the Hundred Great Masters. He’s renowned as the successor of the Ilinjeonseung martial sect. I didn’t expect even one of the Hundred Great Masters to come looking for me.”

The old man’s laughter, who had been chattering and giggling, stopped. After staring at someone for a moment, he soon swallowed his breath.

 

 

 

 

A young man with a relaxed expression. Behind him, warriors followed like shadows.

“That’s the Murim Alliance Leader’s Son. Does this mean the Murim Alliance is also interested in Taesaek Jicheon?”

“He’s the son of the Murim Alliance Leader. Does this mean the Murim Alliance is also interested in the Taesaek Jicheon?”

The old man’s eyes sparkled brightly. Thanks to this, Kang Jun-hyeok was also gaining various information, so it was a beneficial time. Manbyeonggi also seemed to find it interesting as quiet laughter could be heard.

 

As time passed, several more people came looking, but the door of the old thatched house showed no sign of opening.

“Ahem. Ahem. Taesaek Jicheon! So many comrades from Murim have come to find you, yet why don’t you even show yourself? Wouldn’t it be proper etiquette as a host to receive us!”

People soon began exchanging glances with each other and gathered around the person at the front. The person who received the glances flinched and trembled, then cleared his throat and stepped forward.

A voice filled with internal energy echoed through the hill.

 

A voice filled with inner power resonated through the hill.

Creeeeak.

 

In an instant, everyone held their breath. After a moment of silence, a low voice rang out.

 

 

 

“…Quite a lot of people have come to visit.”

Taesaek Jicheon was an extremely thin young man.

 

Someone involuntarily let out a sound at the sight of the Taesaekjicheon that had appeared.

“I didn’t know he’d be even thinner than me.”

Taesaekjicheon was a gaunt young man.

But Taesaek Jicheon’s most distinctive feature wasn’t his body.

 

It was the emotion contained in his face.

 

“I didn’t know you’d be even skinnier than me.”

“What business brings you all to seek me out?”

But the most special thing about Taesaekjicheon was not its body.

“…Taesaek Jicheon. Didn’t you call for us? You said all those with martial arts who have doubts about their own path should come find you.”

It was the emotion contained in that face.

“I have never made such a call.”

The eyes of Taesaek-ji-cheon as he looked at people contained only boredom and tedium. It was an expression that seemed to have no interest in the world itself.

“Uh, what?”

“What brings you to see me?”

People were flustered. Taesaek Jicheon sighed as if he understood what had happened.

 

 

 

People were bewildered. Taesaekjicheon sighed as if he understood what had happened.

“However… even so, when so many guests have come to visit, it wouldn’t be proper etiquette as a host to send them away empty-handed. *Cough. Cough.*”

“It seems some rumor has spread from somewhere. Let me say this once more. I have never conveyed such words.”

Taesaek Jicheon cleared his throat and slowly made a proposal.

 

“Very well. The reason you all sought me out must be for martial arts enlightenment. I can offer some advice at least. But there is one problem.”

 

The people were flustered. It meant they would have to return empty-handed after coming all this way. As if understanding their feelings, Taesaekjicheon spoke quietly.

“But… even so, with so many guests having come to visit, it wouldn’t be proper as a host to send them away empty-handed. *Cough. Cough.*”

Taesaekjicheon cleared his throat and slowly made a suggestion.

“Very well. I assume you’ve sought me out because of martial arts enlightenment. I can offer some advice. However, there is one problem.”

“A problem?”

 

“There are too many of you.”

 

The Martial Artists who had found Taesaek Jicheon numbered in the dozens.

 

“If I were to teach all of you with my frail body, I would probably weaken and collapse. So I will set one condition.”

 

If they passed the condition, they could receive advice from Taesaek Jicheon. The Martial Artists’ eyes gleamed. Taesaek Jicheon stated the condition.

 

“What you have learned and trained in must be Martial Arts that can capture my interest. Please show me your Martial Arts Forms. I will judge based on that.”

 

[Let’s see what skills you have.]

 

Manbyeonggi muttered as if finding it amusing.

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