He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72

Episode 72

“….”

The owner of Cheonggung Clothing Shop, Namgung Cheonggi.

Right now, no words come to mind.

It’s because of the red shoes held preciously in her hands.

First of all, the appearance is extraordinary.

The curves that gently embrace the feet while maintaining beauty.

Not a single flaw.

With the red color applied here, even elegance overflows.

“It’s like silk made from hundred-year silkworm thread.”

Looking at this….

‘The shoes I’ve seen so far were really….’

For the first time in my life, they actually deserve to be called shoes.

That’s how incredible this is.

Does it only overflow with beauty and elegance?

No.

The true nature of these red shoes was revealed when ‘worn’.

“So this is what it feels like to walk on clouds.”

Also, is there only comfort?

Something feels awakened.

Like footwork techniques, or lightness skills.

Each advancing one level at a time.

“You said you made this just for me, didn’t you.”

The one who made and brought these red shoes said so.

That these were shoes made only for sister and Master.

That others would only feel comfort even if they wore them.

‘Then, was this feeling of growth for exactly that reason?’

Does this make sense?

‘Of course, they say works of excellent blacksmiths enhance the abilities of those who use them….’

But isn’t this beyond that?

I may not know for sure.

But thinking about just these shoes.

“His skill has already surpassed mine.”

Perhaps even Mak Noya’s.

One might think that’s going too far.

But considering the age of 18, it’s more than enough.

Moreover, is it only about crafting?

‘Thinking that this was made for his master, his heart is truly kind.’

And broad.

After receiving a gift from my disciple.

‘I jokingly asked what he’d think if I sold this as merchandise.’

But the disciple said.

‘Rather, it would be my honor! It would be even better if selling it as merchandise helps Namgung, sister!’

“Whether he has no greed, or doesn’t know the ways of the world being within Namgung’s protection.”

From a merchant’s perspective, it’s incomprehensible.

But thinking of him as a person?

Only a gentle smile emerges.

One who trusts people instead of material desires.

Thinking of that human warmth, he’s truly good-hearted.

“…Yes. The Martial Arts World needs people like my little brother too.”

, (When the greed of many disrupts the world, the virtue of one good person can support all under heaven).

“Though the greed of the masses disturbs the world, the virtue of one good person can support all under heaven.”

, (A true person doesn’t use force, yet the world turns because of them).

“A true person doesn’t force through martial power, but makes the world turn naturally through their goodness.”

The teachings left by the sages.

Had Namgung Cheonggi ever seen someone embody this in life?

No.

“Little brother is the first. How does he surprise this sister every time.”

How can he be a first every time.

“Such a unique little brother. And it’s every master’s heart to wish for their disciple to surpass them. But who would have known he’d surpass so quickly?”

Little brother, that disciple, is (surpassing his master).

So, as a sister, as a master, how could I remain idle?

Also, how could I just leave what was given?

“What did you say the name of the red shoes was?”

Ah, right.

“Cloud Skill Shoes .”

Indeed, made perfectly true to its name.

“As the owner of Cheonggung Clothing Shop, I’ll properly repay the favor received from little brother.”

How?

By commercializing products bearing the name Namgung Cheon-gang.

As the owner of Cheonggung Clothing Shop, couldn’t I do that?

If not?

Then the Namgung Family should exert some influence.

If not now, when else would I use my status as direct lineage?

“Just wait and see, little brother. This sister will make you another owner of Cheonggung Clothing Shop.”

For some reason, I feel like I’ve returned to my teens, so I’m excited.

Hohoho.

The beginning of what would later dominate the Martial Arts World’s shoe business,

‘Namgung Cloud Skill Shoe Shop ‘ started from this very moment.

* * *

“Ugh, I’m dying….”

“Oh, you’re awake, little brother?”

“Huh, who are you! Why are you kidnapping me!”

Namgung Cheon-gang.

When he came to his senses, he was being carried on some strange man’s back!

“….”

The strange man’s eyes narrowed.

Though not visible due to his disheveled hair.

That’s how it felt.

“Tch, should I just throw you off.”

“I’m sorry, big brother. Seeing it was a man’s back when I woke up, I guess I got startled without realizing.”

“You asked me to… Ah, never mind. I think I’d prefer a woman’s back over a man’s back too if I came to my senses.”

“Right?”

“Of course.”

What a like-minded big brother.

“…Looking at this, I must have been lying down for quite a while?”

“A day passed since you collapsed. And as promised, I’m carrying you and running.”

“Aha!”

After making 300 Cloud Skill Shoes.

The Master, family, Master, Sister Namgung Cheonggi, Namgung Sohye, Namgung Cheonggi, and so on.

Finally, his own.

After making individual leg guards for each person and creating a complete set of clothes for himself to wear—

Namgung Cheon-gang collapsed.

He had worked through three nights straight on crafting and exhausted his internal energy.

It was only natural that he would collapse.

‘Just in case, I asked Brother Hwanggyeon that if I collapsed, to watch me for about a day, and if I still didn’t wake up, to carry me to the Namgung Family’s Jamu village in Dongyun Forest…’

Of course, he hadn’t been serious.

It was just a joke he made in jest.

Naturally, he had planned to go on his own once he woke up.

Who would have known he’d actually be carried like this?

‘Really, what a truly good brother he is. Oh, but my body still feels stiff.’

Namgung Cheon-gang continuously receives the effects of his divine technique.

He rarely has reason to feel fatigue.

Yet still he felt stiff.

It wasn’t for nothing that he groaned as soon as he opened his eyes.

‘Somehow, I feel fortunate to still be alive.’

“You really are fortunate to still be alive, little brother.”

Huh, what a surprise.

Wait, how did this brother know my inner thoughts and respond to them?

He stared blankly while being carried.

“You’re curious how I knew what you were thinking and answered, right?”

“Wow. Do you have mind-reading abilities, brother?”

“Come on. Where would such a thing exist? I just predicted it. What you’d think after waking up.”

“Someone at the level of Beggar’s Sect’s Palgulgae can make mind-reading-like predictions!? Amazing, brother!”

“Hahaha. Little brother, you really know how to make people feel good. Anyway, take care of your body. You’re the first person I’ve seen who used even innate true energy while absorbed in blacksmith work, little brother.”

Ah.

No wonder.

Toward the end, I felt like I was using something beyond internal energy…

‘So that was innate true energy. Phew, I really could have died if I wasn’t careful.’

I could do it once, but not twice.

“Thank you for worrying about me, brother. Still, I made a promise to create them, so as a blacksmith, I had to risk my life to keep it.”

“You promised to make everything in three days?”

“It was just a promise with myself. A personal promise to make them quickly and well, and to resolve the matter that occurred in Namgung as soon as possible?”

“Well, I’ll be…”

To use even innate true energy just to keep a promise with himself.

‘What an amazing little brother.’

He liked him even more.

Thud thud thud.

Hwanggyeon didn’t stop even during their conversation.

“By the way, brother, you’re really fast. Like a Bugatti.”

“Bugatti? What’s that?”

Oh no!

‘Without realizing it, what I meant to think came out of my mouth.’

My body being stiff must have made my mind fuzzy too.

Since the words had already slipped out, I couldn’t just keep my mouth shut.

I decided to make up an excuse.

“Ah, it’s, it’s a compliment referring to the fastest horse in the Western Regions. I heard it from Father.”

“Oh. So it was a Western Regions term. My, you know terms even the Beggar’s Sect doesn’t know. I didn’t know the Namgung Iron Sword Sect’s leader had such deep interest in Western Regions terminology.”

“Ha, haha… Even if not as much as the Beggar’s Sect, he’s traveled around a lot. In his youth and even now… ha, haha.”

‘At this rate, Father might get dragged along as an interpreter when he trades with the Western Regions someday…’

The Namgung Iron Sword Sect’s leader, Namgung Gang, doesn’t know a single Western Regions term.

If he gets dragged along as an interpreter during trade, the Namgung Family would be in big trouble.

‘…Should I teach him English?’

Our father who ended up having to study English because of his unfilial son.

‘I’m sorry. This unfilial son will someday repay you by making a sword and a set of martial clothes exclusively for you, Father.’

If that still doesn’t earn forgiveness…

Please spare my hands, legs, and head, Father.

I still need to work, don’t I?

“It looks like you haven’t fully recovered yet, so get a bit more sleep, little brother.”

Around the time I was mentally praying to Father over and over.

Hwanggyeon casually said that.

“No, brother. Since I’m awake, I should run on my own feet now. I’ll feel better once I start running.”

“Come on. Forget it. What’s so hard about it? It’s fine. Rest.”

“No, still, how can I continue to…”

“Little brother is muscular so he’s heavy, but because of the lightness technique, he feels like he might fly away, so it’s fine. And since you gave me such a wonderful item, I need to repay the favor. If you really insist, just until that hill over there.”

“If you put it that way… I’ll impose on you for a bit longer, brother.”

* * *

From Anhui Province to Dongyun Forest where the Namgung Family’s Jamu is located.

It’s about a two-week journey by eight-horse carriage.

In some ways, it’s a similar distance to Dongryang County.

However, if they had traveled like before, it would have taken about 6 more days.

“But we’ve already come halfway?”

Crackle.

Namgung Cheon-gang’s surprised face flickered beyond the dying campfire.

After getting down from Hwanggyeon’s back beyond the hill.

They had been running together using lightness techniques when the day grew dark.

While making camp for the night, the topic came up that they had already covered half the distance.

“Yeah. It’s quite a distance, you know. And little brother needs to get there quickly to fix the frame or make a new one.”

“That’s true. But I didn’t expect to arrive this quickly. You’re really amazing, brother. Just how high is your level…”

He had shortened a week’s journey to one day while carrying a person.

‘I thought so when he was jumping around in new shoes at the training hall, but brother’s level is no joke.’

He probably surpassed the peak level easily, right?

No, wait a minute.

Could it be transcendent level?

‘Seeing how I can’t sense the aura of a peak-level warrior even when still… it seems right?’

Having felt the aura of peak-level warriors several times, there was no mistaking it.

In cases like this where the aura was hard to detect.

As far as Namgung Cheon-gang knew, there were only two possibilities.

‘Either they’re not a warrior at all, or their level is higher than mine.’

But Brother Hwanggyeon is a Beggar’s Sect warrior, right?

Then?

“You’re quick to catch on, little brother. Well, it’s as you expected. Anyway, it’s been widely known throughout the martial arts world for a long time that the Beggar’s Sect’s rear dog’s level is transcendent, so there’s nothing to hide.”

“Huh, it was really true!?”

“Of course it’s true. But did you really not know? I’m still part of the Hundred Great Masters, you know? Even if I’m at the bottom.”

“Hundred Great Masters!”

Hundred Great Masters.

Excluding the Five Heavenly Kings and Heaven Beyond Heaven.

The hundred strongest warriors among all the warriors spread throughout the martial arts world.

‘I’ve heard the term Hundred Great Masters many times, but this is the first time I’m seeing one directly. I heard that even among transcendent-level warriors, not just anyone can become a Hundred Great Master.’

Then his uncle and father would also be among the Hundred Great Masters.

In other words, a supreme master who belongs to the Hundred Great Masters is a strong one even among supreme masters!

‘Wow, my sworn brother is a future Beggar King, a supreme warrior, and one of the Hundred Great Masters!’

Isn’t this like thinking someone was the son of a telecommunications company chairman, only to find out he’s actually the grandson of an even bigger conglomerate chairman?

‘…A drama with this kind of plot would be interesting, wouldn’t it?’

Anyway, my cool brother was an even cooler brother.

“Wow… amazing, no, thinking about it, it would be strange if you weren’t at that level. You’re the next leader of the Beggar’s Sect. Wow! To think such a brother is my sworn brother! I’m so happy!”

When Namgung Cheon-gang was amazed and delighted by his identity,

“…?”

Hwanggyeon was dumbfounded.

‘What’s he getting so surprised about over this?’

He’s happy over someone like me?

What’s so special about a supreme warrior?

If you look around, you’ll find supreme warriors.

But a blacksmith who creates weapons like noodle strands?

Search the entire country.

Does such an existence exist?

Maybe someone like Master Mak Noya would qualify.

Moreover, my brother is only 18 years old.

It’s hard to compare him to Master Mak Noya.

Well, such an existence doesn’t exist.

A brother who is simply a miraculous encounter and treasure in himself is surprised by a mere supreme master…

Really, it’s absurd.

‘Does he not know his own value, or is he just pure?’

Both?

It must be both.

‘My goodness. Really. What kind of luck is about to burst for me to meet such a bundle of fortune?’

“Wow, brother. You’re the best, wow!”

My miraculous brother who gives a thumbs up and praises me as the best when I’m just a future beggar and supreme master.

“My goodness… I feel really good.”

My sworn brother smiled gently.

Then he took out a small wooden box from his chest and gave it to Namgung Cheon-gang.

“Huh? What’s this?”

“What else? It’s a gift from your brother to boost our little brother’s energy. Open it once. It’s good for your body.”

“Oh. I actually needed something to nourish my body. I’ll enjoy it well, brother.”

Namgung Cheon-gang opened the wooden box with a joyful heart.

Click.

As it opened.

Whoosh!

A clear and pure fragrance bloomed.

“…!?”

Wait, what’s this…!

I thought it was just some medicine good for the body since he said it was for nourishment.

But this isn’t at that level.

No, what medicine.

‘This looks like a spiritual medicine!?’

The fragrance filling the surroundings and all.

The appearance forming a perfect circle at first glance and all.

“It’s a Chiseonseon Pill.”

Huh?

What kind of pill?

“It’s one of the finest spiritual medicines that even the Beggar’s Sect doesn’t have many of. The efficacy should be about the same as a Great Return Pill.”

Eh?

“My master gave it to me to eat, but well, if I’m giving it to my brother, it’s all the same, right?”

Uh, so,

“So eat it and recover your energy. Looking at your bundle, your strength seems good.”

You’re just giving me a spiritual medicine like the Great Return Pill?

“Yeah.”

Great Return Pill.

Shaolin Temple’s exclusive spiritual medicine.

Honestly, even if you don’t know martial arts, everyone must have heard of the Great Return Pill.

Whether in fantasy or games, it appeared everywhere as a top-grade spiritual medicine, right?

‘It appeared as a tower reward in my previous life too.’

Even as a boss mob raid reward.

You’re saying this is the same grade as that Great Return Pill?

‘He gave that to me?’

With a hopeful heart.

I confirmed it for confirmation.

It was real.

Namgung Cheon-gang’s mouth opened in an ‘O’ shape.

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