Almighty God of War - Chapter 134

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134

 

After dinner, Jang Cheol-un called Mong Ji-hye and Jin Yu-han to his quarters.

 

The three sat facing each other, but no one spoke first.

 

The events they had experienced today were too shocking.

 

In the dim room where candlelight flickered, Jang Cheol-un was the first to open his heavy mouth.

 

“Instructor Jang is… not normal.”

 

Mong Ji-hye responded with a cold tone.

 

“Not normal? Big Brother seems to view the instructor favorably. In my opinion, he’s a madman. A madman with tremendous martial arts at that.”

 

Jin Yu-han tilted his head and interjected.

 

“Isn’t it a bit strange to just call him a madman? We were beaten so mercilessly all day long…”

 

He pointed to his chest with his finger as he continued.

 

“I don’t have a single wound, let alone internal injuries. If anything, my body feels lighter.”

 

Jang Cheol-un nodded.

 

“You felt it too? I’m the same. I was clearly beaten to the point where bones should have broken…”

 

He touched his arm as he continued.

 

“I feel refreshed down to my bones. This is the first time I’ve felt like this since learning martial arts.”

 

The three fell into momentary silence.

 

Their faces showed the complexity of their thoughts.

 

Jang Cheol-un spoke with a resolute expression.

 

“In any case, we have no choice right now.”

 

Mong Ji-hye nodded and picked up the conversation.

 

“That’s right. We get beaten to the point where death seems preferable, but at least we have a chance to become stronger.”

 

Jin Yu-han said with a bitter smile.

 

Elder Sister Mong, if we get beaten three times more than today, we might really die.”

 

Jang Cheol-un responded with a firm tone.

 

“Ridiculous! No one will die. Don’t forget that the instructor is someone sent by the Grand Young Master.”

 

“Hmm…”

 

“For now, go and rest today. Let’s observe the instructor’s cultivation methods a bit more and discuss it again.”

 

Mong Ji-hye and Jin Yu-han rose from their seats.

 

Before leaving through the door, Mong Ji-hye turned back and said.

 

“Big Brother, there’s one thing that’s certain.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“Ever since meeting that man, my sense of the sword has subtly changed from before. It’s as if… the sword feels alive.”

 

Jin Yu-han also nodded and added.

 

“I feel the same way. My spear seems… more refined somehow.”

 

Jang Cheol-un looked at the two with deepened eyes and said.

 

“Perhaps… Instructor Jang might truly be someone who can make us stronger.”

 

The candle flickered once greatly, then became still again.

 

The three returned to their respective quarters, but that night none of them could easily fall asleep.

 

Fear stirred in one corner of their hearts, while hope stirred in another.

 

After returning to his quarters and finishing dinner, Baek Muok quietly gazed at Guyang Cheongang sitting across from him.

 

In the boy’s eyes was a curiosity different from usual.

 

“Master.”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Today I noticed that the Self-Strengthening Corps warriors seemed strangely happy even while being beaten.”

 

Guyang Cheongang’s eyebrows rose slightly.

 

It was keen observation for a thirteen-year-old boy.

 

“How did you know that?”

 

“Their eyes. Even while suffering, there was something sparkling deep in their eyes.”

 

Baek Muok tilted his head as he continued speaking.

 

“Hmm… It felt like when a starving person smells food.”

 

Guyang Cheongang clicked his tongue inwardly.

 

Baek Muok had noticed something that even the warriors themselves were surely unaware of.

 

The boy, true to one born with the fate of a natural killer, had instinctively seen through other people’s desires.

 

Guyang Cheongang said.

 

“Correct. Their hearts are now in a state where they would willingly risk their lives to become stronger.”

 

Guyang Cheongang took a sip of tea and continued.

 

“But with their current cultivation methods, even ten more years would have limits to how strong they could become. So we use a different method.”

 

“Is beating them that different method?”

 

At Baek Muok’s question, Guyang Cheongang chuckled.

 

“Beating them… You express things quite directly.”

 

The boy asked back with a calm expression.

 

“Am I wrong?”

 

“No, you’re right. But it’s not beating that just anyone can do.”

 

Guyang Cheongang’s gaze deepened.

 

“While beating them, I strengthen their muscles and bones. At the same time, I stimulate their meridians, open blocked acupoints, and correct the wrong flow of internal energy.”

 

Baek Muok’s eyes widened.

 

“Ah! If your martial arts are as strong as Master’s, such things are possible.”

 

“That’s right. In Murim, this is called the Body Reformation Technique.”

 

The Body Reformation Technique that Guyang Cheongang performed on Jeong Cheolun and others was a supreme method recorded in Divine Physician Hwata’s Life and Death Scripture.

 

“Is it difficult?”

 

“Of course. You must grasp the state of all the opponent’s meridians with your fingertips while simultaneously striking the exact points with precise force. Even the slightest mistake could leave the opponent crippled or dead.”

 

Baek Muok asked.

 

“Why don’t you teach me in that way?”

 

Guyang Cheongang looked at Baek Muok carefully.

 

In the boy’s eyes was only pure curiosity, with no trace of disappointment or jealousy.

 

“Because you don’t need it.”

 

Guyang Cheongang changed the subject.

 

“Try circulating the Transcendent Heart Method.”

 

Baek Muok immediately sat down in lotus position.

 

He straightened his back, placed both hands on his dantian, and began deep, steady breathing.

 

Guyang Cheongang carefully observed the boy’s changes.

 

Akasha’s voice could be heard.

 

[Doctor, the boy has grasped the essence of the Transcendent Heart Method. If his internal energy supports him, he’ll immediately master the Twelve Stars.]

 

‘Immediately?’

 

[Yes.]

 

Guyang Cheongang sighed inwardly.

 

Excluding Akasha’s assistance and judging purely by martial arts aptitude alone, Baek Muok was slightly better than Guyang Cheongang.

 

Considering that he was a genius in both literary and martial arts born with Nine Yin Severed Meridians, it could be called talent beyond imagination.

 

‘This is the first time I’ve felt the difference between genius and monster so clearly.’

 

Baek Muok, who had finished his energy circulation and breath control, opened his eyes and looked up.

 

“How was it?”

 

“Not bad.”

 

Guyang Cheongang continued in a calm tone.

 

“It seems I’ll have to change the plan.”

 

“Change the plan?”

 

“Originally, I planned to teach you the Infinite Thirteen Forms after you completely mastered the Transcendent Heart Method…”

 

Guyang Cheongang smiled slightly and continued.

 

“Let’s proceed with both simultaneously starting tomorrow. At dawn, strengthen your internal energy with the Transcendent Heart Method, in the morning build basic physical strength, and in the afternoon learn the Infinite Thirteen Forms.”

 

Baek Muok’s eyes sparkled.

 

“The Infinite Thirteen Forms?”

 

“It’s the Guyang Family’s exclusive martial art that combines fist technique and palm technique. If you master it properly, you won’t get beaten up in Jianghu.”

 

“Thank you, Master.”

 

Something indescribable stirred deep in the eyes of the boy who bowed his head.

 

Though he himself didn’t notice it, Guyang Cheongang didn’t miss it.

 

‘This kid really doesn’t put my mind at ease…’

 

Those born with the Heavenly Killing Star will inevitably reveal that instinct someday.

 

That’s why he had to teach even more thoroughly.

 

Restraint along with strength, wisdom along with martial arts.

 

Guyang Cheongang looked outside the window and muttered.

 

“There isn’t much time.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“Nothing. Rest early. You’ll be busy starting tomorrow.”

 

“Yes, Master.”

 

Baek Muok stood up from his seat, bowed, and went to his bedroom.

 

Left alone, Guyang Cheongang smiled bitterly and breathed in the cool night air.

 

‘There really isn’t a peaceful day.’

 

He headed toward the personal training room that Jupyo had prepared.

 

Training his hands and feet was sufficiently covered by facing the warriors during the day.

 

He had already far surpassed the stage of refining sword forms to elevate his realm.

 

Circulating the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art, he quietly looked within himself.

 

In his mental world, beyond the massive river of true energy flowing through his meridians, he could see four black suns he had yet to conquer.

 

The remaining four major acupoints of the Nine Yin Severed Meridians.

 

They devoured the light called life force, emitting an eerie cold energy of death.

 

His doubts about constantly fighting the severed meridians since crossing over to this world were growing larger with each passing day.

 

‘Is this really a disease?’

 

The extreme yin energy of the Nine Yin Severed Meridians was clearly a death energy that annihilated life force.

 

But ironically, each time he broke one of those death seals, he could gain explosive life force equivalent to decades of cultivation.

 

How could such a contradictory phenomenon be possible in a human body?

 

Scientifically and logically, it was a phenomenon that made no sense.

 

The image of the ‘Divine Sealing Blood Fragment’ he had encountered recently surfaced in Guyang Cheongang’s mind.

 

That too had harbored an alien energy that seemed not of this world.

 

The blood ritual that amplified power through vengeful spirits and blood energy was the same.

 

‘What if… the Nine Yin Severed Meridians isn’t a disease?’

 

His thoughts extended into dangerous territory.

 

‘A mark someone intentionally carved into my body. What if this is some kind of curse?’

 

But he couldn’t be certain.

 

If it were a curse, there should be someone who cast it.

 

But no matter how much he thought about it, that was too great a leap.

 

His meditation continued throughout the night.

 

And when morning sunlight filtered through the eastern window, he opened his eyes.

 

Time flowed indifferently like a spinning wheel.

 

Guyang Cheongang’s days were divided in two.

 

For two days, he taught the boy with the Heaven-Killing Star, Baek Muok, how to control the demon hidden within his inner self, and on the third day, he faced the Self-Strengthening Corps warriors gathered at the training ground.

 

For the first few days, the Self-Strengthening Corps’ complaints reached the heavens.

 

‘What kind of training is this supposed to be!’

 

The newly arrived man called Instructor Jang didn’t teach martial arts.

 

He simply ‘beat up’ three hundred men relentlessly with overwhelming martial prowess.

 

In pain where bones twisted and muscles screamed, they fell helplessly one after another.

 

But the Self-Strengthening Corps warriors weren’t fools.

 

After about a month, they too began to understand the meaning behind Guyang Cheongang’s training method.

 

On a dark night after training ended, Jang Cheol-un, Mong Ji-hye, and Jin Yu-han sat around with serious expressions in their quarters.

 

Jang Cheol-un opened his mouth, his eyes gleaming red with excitement.

 

“It seems… we’re right. What do you think?”

 

“I share the same thoughts as you, Brother Jang.”

 

Mong Ji-hye nodded and continued speaking.

 

“In today’s sparring, one of my subordinates broke through the second-rate barrier. His internal energy hasn’t changed much. But his physical abilities, senses, and execution of sword forms have developed like a completely different person – it’s visibly apparent.”

 

Awe filled Jin Yu-han’s eyes as he added his words.

 

“Instructor Jang isn’t just beating us up—he seems to be employing the legendary Body Reformation Technique. The energy contained in his fist strikes is definitely penetrating our muscles and bones, forging them to be even stronger.”

 

The eyes of the three people grew intense.

 

Though the increase in internal energy was minimal, their muscles and bones had become abnormally strong and flexible.

 

Their five senses had become more sensitive than those of first-rate masters, and most importantly, their bodies were increasingly reacting before their thoughts when Guyang Cheongang attacked.

 

That meant only one thing.

 

The Self-Strengthening Corps was getting stronger.

 

Jang Cheol-un took a deep breath to calm his excited heart and spoke.

 

“The person sent by the Grand Young Master is… truly on a different level…”

 

“How can we ever repay this kindness… After all the curses I hurled at Instructor Jang…”

 

As Mong Ji-hye let out a sigh-like breath, Jin Yu-han smiled broadly and continued.

 

“Elder Sister, there’s only one way to repay this kindness. We must make the Guyang Family the greatest family under heaven. The Grand Young Master must have sent Instructor Jang to us to achieve that goal.”

 

Intense light blazed and burned in the eyes of the three people as they looked at each other.

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