A Baby Cat Who Commands the Dog Clan - Chapter 126

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Chapter 126
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“This… this is what it means to use inner energy…”
Hong Seol gazed down at her small palms again and again.
She couldn’t believe it.
I had just shattered the massive boulder sealing the Training Cave with the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm.
Dang Yi Mu and Tian Tong Gai smiled faintly upon seeing the fragmented stone.
“We’ve done it, Dang Yi Mu.”
“Yes, it was dangerous, but we succeeded. It’s all thanks to this child not giving up.”
The two masters, their energy completely exhausted, leaned against the cave wall and gazed at the delighted kitten before them.
The child seemed to find everything new, as if stepping into the world for the first time.
Even breathing, moving limbs, and the beating of her heart all filled her with endless gratitude.
Hong Seol’s body, having awakened to a new realm, had become exquisitely sensitive.
She could feel the flow of air brushing against her fur from somewhere distant, and even a single speck of dust drifting silently through the air.
It felt as though I could touch the ceiling with a single leap, and could plunge from a cliff a hundred feet high and emerge unscathed.
A surge of exhilaration filled my entire being—as if I could ascend and descend Dae Chuk Mountain ten times in a single day.
The two elderly masters watched the child who had discovered a new world with warm satisfaction.
“…Do you regret pouring out your inner energy, Tian Tong Gai?”
It was Dang Yi Mu’s question.
Tian Tong Gai chuckled softly, answering instead with a warm gaze upon the small child.
“…You didn’t become the Beggar Sect Master for nothing.”
Dang Yi Mu’s words, tinged with embarrassment.
The two masters had each poured half a lifetime’s worth of inner power, yet it hadn’t all accumulated purely in Hong Seol’s dantian.
Most of it had been consumed repairing her wounded meridians.
What remained was used to capture and tame the yin and yang energies that sought to roam freely through her body.
Even so, the result was that Hong Seol’s dantian now held approximately five years’ worth of inner energy.
That much, though slightly insufficient, was not so little that she would be greatly outmatched against Dang Cheon Gang.
‘At least I won’t be completely overwhelmed and injured.’
A child clever enough to corner the Ghost Soul Demon in a trap might even have a chance to defeat Dang Cheon Gang by the narrowest of margins.
It was while Dang Yi Mu was making such calculations.
Hong Seol, who had been standing dazed, suddenly turned around and looked at Dang Yi Mu and Tian Tong Gai.
‘Grandfathers, you must have suffered greatly.’
Seeing how they had withered and shriveled in just four days, I felt a pang of guilt knowing it was because of me.
Hong Seol suddenly began to bow.
“Th-thank you so much! I will repay your kindness for the rest of my life!”
Her small head, bowed deeply, showed no sign of rising.
From that alone, one could see just how deeply grateful this small child truly was.
“If you’re so grateful, why not marry into the Dang Family?”
At Dang Yi Mu’s sudden remark, Hong Seol’s head snapped up.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and her lips parted slightly.
Tian Tong Gai’s brow furrowed.
“Stop joking around with the child.”
“It’s no jest. If Seol Ah wishes it, I shall have the Dang Sect welcome her as a bride anytime.”
“Uh….”
“Seol Ah, you like giant pandas, don’t you? Those bears with the dark eye patches. If you marry into the Dang Sect, you could visit them whenever you wish.”
Hong Seol’s interest was piqued at those words.
“R-really?”
“Of course! With luck, you could even hand bamboo shoots to a giant panda. I know a secret place where they gather….”
Tian Tong Gai was utterly exasperated.
A man of the Poison King’s stature using giant pandas as bait to coax a child was absolutely shameless.
It was obvious he was deliberately doing this while Nam Goong Ho was away.
Yet from Tian Tong Gai’s perspective, Hong Seol, despite her innocent appearance, was far from naive.
The way she shyly stuck out her tongue in refusal made that clear.
“Hehe. Besides, Yi Woon doesn’t even like me anyway.”
“From what I can see, it’s only a matter of time.”
“Pardon? What do you mean by that?”
Hong Seol asked with wide eyes, but Dang Yi Mu offered no clear answer.
He merely smiled enigmatically.
“So, don’t mention this to your grandfather, and think carefully about marrying into the Dang Sect.”
“Yes, okay.”
Hong Seol answered casually.
For now, the fact that she could finally use her inner energy mattered far more than marriage in some distant future.
‘Once I return and master the Yin-Yang Divine Art…!’
The image of the silver-haired boy, Nam Goong Baek, flickered before the young girl’s eyes.
‘I’ll be able to obtain the Golden Dragon Jade Blood Pill to cure my brother’s illness!’
Then, perhaps my brother would.
Like the day we first met, he would wield his blade with beautiful grace and transcend to even greater heights.
‘Will I be able to see that sight once more….’
The little girl’s heart swelled with eager anticipation.
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The Guest Hall was lively once more after a long time.
“You’ve worked hard, truly hard!”
“More than me, it was Tian Tong Gai who made the great decision.”
At Dang Yi Mu’s words, Nam Goong Ho’s face filled with emotion.
“Thank you, Tian Tong Gai!”
“What’s all this fuss about?”
Embarrassed by the repeated thanks, Tian Tong Gai waved his hand dismissively.
Nam Goong Ho, elated that Hong Seol had safely completed the Yin-Yang Dual Vein Opening Technique, grabbed a wine bottle and shouted.
“A day like this demands wine! Come, let’s have a drink!”
Though Dang Song Baek remained uncaptured, and the Demonic Cult’s threat still loomed.
I couldn’t let what might be the happiest day of my life slip away like this.
Tian Tong Gai, Nam Goong Ho, and Dang Yi Mu clinked their cups together in celebration.
It was as if the ancient grudges from their days as the Three Martial Oddities had melted away like snow.
Tian Tong Gai, who had lost half his martial power, decided to stay at the Dang Sect for a while to recuperate.
His already ruddy nose flushed even deeper as he shouted.
“Bring more wine! I’ll drink every precious bottle in the Sichuan Tang Family!”
At those words, the Three Martial Oddities eagerly tossed back another round of drinks.
The only table in the Guest Hall with poor atmosphere was where the children sat.
From Yi Woon’s perspective, it was entirely Nam Goong Baek’s fault.
Throughout the meal, he kept his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed in a glare, staring daggers at the beggar boy called Yang Do Jin.
“Sigh.”
The occasional heavy sighs he let out made everyone around him uncomfortable.
‘Is my brother deliberately maintaining discipline because he’s conscious of this Yang Do Jin?’
Judging by how the beggar boy bowed in greeting, they seemed to know each other from before.
‘But the icy chill in my brother’s gaze hardly suggests a good relationship.’
The real problem was that the beggar boy had absolutely no sense of the atmosphere.
Not only did he stuff Sichuan food into his mouth ravenously, but he also casually kept talking to Seol Ah.
‘Look at that… look at that…’
Even now, he was tearing into a greasy chicken leg and asking Seol Ah something while chewing.
“How’s your body feeling?”
Yi Woon shook his head and decided to focus on the food in front of him.
“It’s so amazing!”
Hong Seol flexed her delicate, maple-leaf-like hands open and closed.
“I feel so strong. Like, I think I could even catch a wolf with one hand!”
“Cough, cough!”
The baby wolf Nam Goong Baek choked at those words.
Only after blowing on and sipping some cooled tea did his coughing finally subside.
In that moment, Hong Seol turned to Yi Woon.
“By the way, brother! What happened to Dang Bo Young?”
Thanks to Hong Seol and Dang Yi Mu revealing the truth about the Thousand Flower Ten Thousand Blossom Poison together, she had heard that Dang Bo Young was safely undergoing detoxification.
But what Hong Seol was really curious about was different news.
Yi Woon, knowing what she meant, smiled gently.
“Fortunately, it seems Dang Bo Young’s birth mother is returning.”
Though Dang Bo Young’s mother was said to have left Sichuan, the daughter she left behind weighed so heavily on her heart that she ultimately couldn’t go far away.
The news was that Servant A Ran was caring for Dang Bo Young until her birth mother returned.
At those words, Hong Seol lowered her gaze and fidgeted with her fingers.
“That’s a relief…”
I’m truly glad that girl gets to see her mother again.
While my heart felt lighter, I couldn’t help but feel a sharp pang of envy toward Dang Bo Young.
“Normally, one who leaves the Dang Sect would not be forgiven, but…”
Dang Yi Woon scratched his head and spoke.
“Grandfather must have put in a good word with the Family Master.”
At those words, a small crease formed on Nam Goong Baek’s forehead.
The guileless Dang Yi Woon wouldn’t understand, but it was crystal clear to Nam Goong Baek.
That “good word” was almost certainly a threat.
‘No doubt he brought up the matter of being thrown into Thunder Prison.’
Poison King Dang Yi Mu was precisely the type to do such a thing.
‘Or perhaps he blamed them for their incompetence in failing to recognize that the Poison Sect Master was a Demonic Cult member. Though the Elder Judges are equally culpable, so they have nothing to say.’
In any case, Poison King Dang Yi Mu was undoubtedly a grandfather whose mind worked with brilliant cunning.
‘A man with such a sharp intellect would never overlook our Seol Ah.’
Nam Goong Baek’s eyes darkened.
Perhaps the grandfather was a far greater threat to be wary of than Young Master Dang Yi Woon, who shone with nothing but the brightness of sunlight.
‘Did he say anything strange while inside the Training Cave?’

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