He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 109

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Chapter 109

Episode 109

“Oh my, what a shock.”

I got quite the scolding, you know?

How surprised I was to learn that this wasn’t a multiverse worldview, but the original Central Plains worldview I knew.

The next day when I woke up, Yahwel, who faced me, told me.

After crying and wailing, saying thank you, calling me his benefactor, and shouting his gratitude for being alive, he informed me.

He said he would scold Mimi himself, but I told him not to.

“I heard that while I was unconscious for a week, she continuously nursed me by my side.”

How could I tell him to scold such a person?

It’s a situation where even thanking her wouldn’t be enough.

“By the way, working for 10 days and being unconscious for a week… Did I really almost die this time?”

To think I could have died from work.

What a terrible thing this is.

But I think it’s understandable.

I repaired the divine artifact left by the predecessors without sleeping for an entire week while using my internal energy.

“I even used my innate true qi for the last two days…”

A fact I didn’t tell anyone.

Since my dantian was completely empty, I had no choice but to use it.

Perhaps the reason I slept like the dead for a week was because of this.

“Innate true qi is, in a way, life force.”

I used up that energy necessary for human survival for two days, so it would be strange if I didn’t collapse.

“Come to think of it, it really was dangerous.”

Not only the repair process, but just hearing Yahwel’s explanation was enough to know it was a dangerous situation.

‘Golden light flickered, and after a tremendous roar, I heard a tearing scream, so I rushed in urgently to find Younger Brother collapsed. I checked hastily, but there was no energy, no pulse – I thought he was dead, Younger Brother.’

No pulse.

That’s already a corpse.

Fortunately, the pulse gradually returned.

‘It wasn’t just that the pulse started beating randomly. Looking at it, I can’t deny that Elder Brother Yahwel’s family’s power was involved.’

They had become quite gaunt.

Moreover, I somehow felt a familiar energy from my innate qi, so even without being perceptive, wouldn’t it be obvious at a glance?

‘Not just Elder Brother Yahwel, but the Palace Master and the Elder too. Everyone had become gaunt.’

Yahwel wasn’t the only one who came to visit me.

Everyone came rushing over, so I couldn’t help but notice how thin they’d become.

‘The Elder…’

I should prepare at least one dose of spiritual medicine for him.

However, they said they used the spiritual medicine that he should have taken to save me.

It was the Mansu Hwangheul Dan and Cheong-an Okro-gwa, I believe?

When I asked what Mansu Hwangheul Dan and Cheong-an Okro-gwa were, oh my goodness.

Mansu Hwangheul Dan was a spiritual medicine of the Nanman Beast Palace containing the energy of ten thousand beasts, truly a treasure comparable to Shaolin’s Great Return Pill,

And Cheong-an Okro-gwa was a legendary fruit said to be eaten by blue-eyed deer, a treasure of a thousand ages almost equivalent to Gongcheong Seokyou.

To give such things without hesitation!

They should have let the Elder take them!

He had aged 10 years!

‘You are a benefactor to the Nanman Beast Palace. A once-in-a-lifetime benefactor of a thousand ages. How could these mere spiritual medicines matter to one who saved the future of Namman! If we let our benefactor die, that too would be tantamount to a sin!’

When Elder Ya-mu said this, how could I insist that he take them instead?

“…Truly, what affectionate Elder Brother, Palace Master, and Elder they are.”

It’s just repairing one divine artifact, what’s so great about that?

When someone you’re close to is suffering, if you have the ability, you help them.

However, injecting spiritual medicine and transferring internal energy through remote energy transmission.

All of this was possible because my ‘pulse’ had returned.

The decisive cause that made this pulse return wasn’t Jobuza’s power, but none other than Baekseol.

“I owe a great debt.”

Our Baekseol who saved daddy.

I wanted to pet her to repay the favor…

But I can’t.

After saving Namgung Cheon-gang, a problem arose with Baekseol.

What kind of problem, you ask?

“…”

Namgung Cheon-gang looked at the egg cradled in his arms.

An egg as white as Baekseol.

Something that looked like a large bird’s egg.

This was Baekseol.

After exhausting her life force to save Namgung Cheon-gang and collapsing.

A light large enough to engulf the world emanated from Baekseol’s entire body, and this was her transformed appearance.

“Since Elder Ya-mu personally told me this, it must be correct.”

Even without words, it was fine.

I could clearly feel Baekseol’s energy, that sensation, from the egg.

“…Baekseol, thank you. Thanks to you, daddy survived. So you too, quickly return to your original cute form.”

Stroke, stroke.

Eyes growing moist with longing for Baekseol’s plump cuteness.

Telling her to quickly get up from there, crack the egg and come out, Namgung Cheon-gang gently stroked the egg.

At that moment!

A sound was heard.

Crack!

The sound of an egg cracking.

“Gasp!”

Did I stroke too hard!?

Just as I was startled and urgently trying to repair the crack!

Crack!

The sound of the egg cracking grew louder.

Cracks appeared everywhere.

Pure white light flashed and burst from the cracked areas.

And then it completely shattered, with Baekseol spreading both wings and reviving.

Piiiiiiik!!!!

She cried out loudly.

“Wow! Baekseol! Revival—”

Though surprised, I was about to shout in joy.

Huh, wait?

‘Both wings?’

Huh?

Wait a minute?

What?

Wings?

Flap flap flap!

“Piiiiiiik!”

“…”

Baekseol had become a bird!

* * *

It had been nearly two months since Namgung Cheon-gang came to the Nanman Beast Palace.

As soon as I arrived, wasn’t I chased by Mosquito-Honeybees, and didn’t I make tools to purify and treat blood energy….

Making farming tools to purify the Blood Soil, doing farm work, making the Palace Master’s daughter work, coincidentally seeing items made by predecessors, and fixing them.

Collapsing, nearly dying.

‘Really….’

It’s been eventful and turbulent.

‘Even more than I thought before.’

Well, anyway.

Everything ended well.

Did it just end well?

I gained a lot too.

There were rewards from completing missions, but an even greater reward came after fixing the predecessor’s items.

What I obtained.

Looking at the message window that Namgung Cheon-gang went through.

It’s tremendous.

I can’t help but smile.

‘Hehe! I’m a supreme master! A supreme master!’

Everyone in the Martial Arts World!

I woke up and became a supreme master!

My total internal energy increased to 720 years!

If any martial artist heard this, they’d be crazy with envy.

They’d draw their swords and charge at me, telling me to stop talking nonsense.

But it’s true, so what can I do?

Is that all?

Gongmyeong’s abilities also improved ridiculously.

It’s not just a description, I can clearly feel the enhancement to 5 stars.

Of course, rapidly strengthened power carries the danger of causing bodily collapse.

Isn’t martial arts something that reveals its true value when mind, energy, and spirit are in balance?

Namgung Cheon-gang couldn’t be unaware of this.

So, I thought all the enhanced abilities and gained powers from reaching supreme mastery would be useless.

It’s fine.

There are countermeasures for this.

First, the power of Nanman Beast Palace’s great elixir-grade treasures, ancient spiritual medicines, Mansu Hwangheul Dan and Cheong-an Okro-gwa that I consumed to save Namgung Cheon-gang.

Mansu Hwangheul Dan makes the entire body as solid and strong as Spiritual Beasts.

Not just externally, but it also strengthens internal organs, making them immune to most diseases and poisons.

Cheong-an Okro-gwa increases internal energy by 2 cycles of 60 years, and also refines and strengthens the pathways through which internal energy flows.

It also has the effect of removing impurities from blood vessels and making them as clean as a newborn baby.

Therefore, Namgung Cheon-gang’s current body is about twice as strong as before he collapsed.

This alone would be sufficient to fully utilize the power he possesses.

There’s a power that makes it even easier to support the possessed strength and the applied power of the spiritual medicines.

What is it? It’s the trait ‘Training’.

Really, it’s an absurd trait.

I don’t know about other things, but just reducing internal energy consumption rate is overpowered.

‘If I do this well, I can escape from internal energy premature exhaustion!’

You might ask why a supreme master would have premature internal energy exhaustion.

But Namgung Cheon-gang is a blacksmith.

All abilities are specialized for item creation.

Moreover, are the things I make ordinary items?

The basics are spiritual artifacts.

As I’ve become stronger, I can make better spiritual artifacts than before, but the amount of internal energy consumed must also increase.

“How is it that even after getting stronger, it’s still the same.”

What can I do?

If the cause is that I’ve come to create better spiritual artifacts than before, then that’s the cause.

I have to accept it.

But what’s the greatest reward among them? That’s right….

“Our Baekseol! Right, Baekseol!?”

>○【:Piiiiik!</p】

Baekseol flapped her wings on top of Namgung Cheon-gang’s head and answered.

Baekseol, who was said to be Sinchung Baekjeop, but looked closer to a plump caterpillar.

However, after consuming her life force to save Namgung Cheon-gang, she became an ‘egg’.

Then, she hatched as Namgung Cheon-gang awakened, and like this.

“Oh my, so plump!”

Poke, poke.

>○【:Piiik!</p】

“What am I going to do with this belly? What am I going to do with this body? What am I going to do with this cuteness!”

>○【:Pi-pi-pi!</p】

She became a bird.

And not just any ordinary bird.

A roly-poly shaped plump body.

Snow-white, cloud-like fluffy feathers.

Plump and smooth wings that look difficult to fly with.

A short, cute black beak.

Large, transparent, innocent-looking black eyes.

Yes.

That’s right.

Baekseol became a ‘penguin’!

“Oh, so cute. Oh, so cute!”

The previous Baekseol was cute too, but the current Baekseol’s cuteness is a thousand, ten thousand times greater.

How could I not bury my face in that plump belly?

Even on my head, she’s not heavy at all!

Isn’t this why she’s the greatest reward?

How can a divine insect become a divine bird?

What kind of absurd miracle is this!

‘What do I care! It’s the arrangement of the ancestor, no, big brother!’

I thought it was a predecessor, but an ancestor.

How surprised I was to see that word meaning ancestor clearly displayed in the status window!

‘Still, big brother is big brother!’

Since I decided to call him big brother!

‘Anyway, he’s someone who makes divine artifacts effortlessly without awakening abilities, so turning a divine insect into a divine bird would be more than enough for him!’

Moreover, isn’t it enough to feel good about receiving something nice?

What’s the point of giving myself a headache over detailed matters!

‘That’s right, that’s right! Being cute is enough!’

Namgung Cheon-gang found Baekseol so cute that he finally couldn’t resist hugging and rolling around with her.

“Uhehe! Baekseol!”

“Piiik!”

“Let’s go to the end together!”

“Piiik!”

“Oh my, what a good girl! Oh my, so nice—”

“….”

“….”

I feel countless gazes.

When he stopped rolling around and looked up, there were Namman Hyeongnim and Nunim-deul with beautiful bronze muscles well-tanned under the sunlight.

“Ah.”

Right.

‘I was…’

About to depart for home, wasn’t I?

After waking up at the medical clinic, recovering a bit more, getting up from bed two days later, and holding a feast for three days.

Then, receiving a send-off from Nanman Beast Palace to return to Namgung with various news and all kinds of gifts.

‘Before leaving, I was looking at Nanman Beast Palace, thinking about the two months of events, getting sentimental and ending up in this state…’

It was embarrassing.

I felt ashamed.

There were too many connections formed over the two months.

Just the Namman Hyeongnim and Nunim-deul looking at me seemed like all the people of Nanman Beast Palace.

However, who was he?

Wasn’t he now someone who had reached the pinnacle, a successor of Cheongeumjeong, material for Cheongeumjang!

He absolutely couldn’t be discouraged by something like this.

Pretending nothing happened.

Namgung Cheon-gang brushed himself off, stood up from his spot, and bowed his head while respectfully cupping his fists.

“During this time, I will engrave the grace and connections received at Nanman Beast Palace in the heart of a man who bears the name of Namgung, and I will not forget them. I will not forget the Hyeongnim and Nunim with whom I shared meaning through connection, and I will deeply carve into my bones the promise to return someday and share the joy of this connection once more…”

Pat.

Someone placed a hand on Namgung Cheon-gang’s shoulder.

When Namgung Cheon-gang looked up, he saw Gyarong’s face.

That face looking at him with pity, telling him to stop…

“Gyarong. Forget. Younger Brother’s disgraceful behavior.”

“…”

Hyeongnim.

You understand Namman language, don’t you.

Don’t use Martial Arts World language.

It’s even more embarrassing…

Go away, really…

‘Sob.’

Tears came to his eyes.

“Squeak!”

Obliviously, Baekseol rolled around beside Namgung Cheon-gang.

Baekseol was cute.

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