He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 88

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Chapter 88

Episode 88

Suddenly, a dazzlingly bright pure white light appeared.

“Ugh!”

“What is this!”

“Squeak!”

Those who had been viciously attacking each other all closed their eyes at once.

Due to this, the forest battle entered a brief lull.

As suddenly as it had appeared.

The light subsided in an instant.

Everyone’s vision quickly recovered.

They opened their eyes and tried to check what had happened.

-Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiik!!!

There was a resonant sound echoing in their ears.

Clear.

These two words were etched into their minds.

And what followed.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble!

The shaking ground.

The sound of something massive approaching.

Everyone reflexively turned their heads toward where the sound was coming from.

Their eyes widened.

People, rats, everyone without exception.

“What is that thing!”

“Squiiiiik!?”

They cried out in shock.

A pure white cocoon without a single wrinkle was running toward them with its body half-raised.

Looking closely, it wasn’t a cocoon.

On top of the raised body was a large, round face!

‘(‵□′)!!!’

An obviously angry face.

Below that face, in the middle of the body.

Something pure white, cute, and soft like a small pillar was flailing about.

It must be a hand.

With a face and hands attached, could you still call it a cocoon?

‘What kind of creature is that!?’

The thought that occurred to everyone.

Meanwhile.

Something was visible on top of the face’s head.

When Hwanggyeon squinted to look.

Huh?

It’s a familiar face?

Refreshingly handsome, holding a giant hammer…

…!?

“Little brother Cheongang!!?”

He shouted in surprise, and Suwang and Namgung Yeong quickly turned their heads toward Hwanggyeon.

Seeing Hwanggyeon’s shocked face, they quickly looked back to where his eyes were directed!

That’s right.

It was Namgung Cheon-gang.

On top of the head of the mysterious cute creature, he was clearly there!

“Sinchung Baekjeop! I choose you!! Body slam!”

With everyone watching.

Namgung Cheon-gang on top of the cute giant creature’s head stretched out his hand and shouted.

(‵□′) : Piiiiiiiiik!!

The cute giant creature called Sinchung Baekjeop, just as commanded.

Kwaaaaang!

Slammed into Nammantae Daehyeolseo with its entire body!

“Squiiiiiiik!”

Nammantae Daehyeolseo, caught off guard, was sent flying by the body slam.

“Hyeol-dol!”

Seo-heung cried out in shock.

“Sinchung Baekjeop! String shot!”

(‵□′) : Piiiik!

Charrrrrr!

String shot from Sinchung Baekjeop’s mouth, wrapping around Nammantae Daehyeolseo!

“I am the Martial Arts Pokémon Master!”

An excited Namgung Cheon-gang shouted something incomprehensible.

“…”

“…”

They were at a loss for words.

* * *

Monster Battle.

Literally.

Suddenly struck by the cute giant creature’s body and sent tumbling.

Then wrapped tightly in string, Nammantae Daehyeolseo.

Just when they thought it was over, it got up and broke the string.

“Squiiiiiiik!”

It screamed loud enough to tear the sky, then charged at the giant creature.

Kuuuuung!

The two giant monsters collided.

They clashed several times, knocked each other down, shot enormous amounts of string.

The rat’s fists swung, and the strange creature dodged nimbly with its flexible body.

Then struck with its head.

The giant rat crossed both hands in an X to block.

The sky wailed, the ground shook, and the forest was being half-destroyed.

What else could describe this but a monster battle?

Hwanggyeon, Suwang, and Namgung Yeong wondered what this was all about.

The giant rat was already huge, but what the hell was that thing…

No, before that, where did little brother Namgung Cheon-gang bring such a monster from!?

Could that also be a divine artifact from Cheongeumjeong!?

Since it’s a monster, it must be a Divine Beast.

“What are you all doing! Now’s the time! Everyone work together to capture Nammantae Daehyeolseo and Seo-heung! Even though our Sinchung Baekjeop looks this strong, it’s still a baby so it’ll be defeated soon!”

“…!!?”

Right.

This wasn’t the time to be spacing out.

Whatever this suddenly appeared monster was.

It’s on our side, isn’t it?

We should fight together!

But wait, that’s called Sinchung Baekjeop?

That half-eaten cocoon from earlier?

Ah, no, this isn’t the time to be thinking about this!

“Everyone, everyone! Support little brother Namgung Cheon-gang!”

Namgung Yeong, who came to his senses first, charges forward wielding a staff as tall as himself.

“Hugae! I’m counting on you like before!”

“Leave it to me, Suwang!”

Grrrroar!

With the roar of a wild beast, Suwang leaped.

His target.

He heads toward Seo-heung, who is now on top of the Nammantae Daehyeolseo’s head.

“Hyeol-dol!”

“Screeech!”

Seeing this, Seo-heung calls to the Nammantae Daehyeolseo.

Crash!

The Nammantae Daehyeolseo sends Suwang flying with a spinning kick.

Suwang flies deep into the forest and crashes.

However, soon after.

“Graaaar!!”

As if nothing happened.

He bursts out of the forest and charges again.

Toward that Suwang.

“Brother! Over here! Come up on top of our Baekjeop and attack!”

Namgung Cheon-gang shouts.

“Good idea, little brother!”

Thud thud thud thud.

Suwang immediately runs on all fours and climbs on top of the strange creature called Sinchung Baekjeop.

His speed is tremendous, like a tiger targeting its prey.

Seeing Suwang climbing up in an instant.

“Baekjeop! Shoot your silk toward the rat’s hands and feet!”

Namgung Cheon-gang shouted.

Screeech!

Baekjeop shot out silk.

Though it’s close range, the Nammantae Daehyeolseo could dodge it.

However.

“Support him!”

Hwanggyeon and Namgung Yeong, who had reached the Nammantae Daehyeolseo’s lower body.

Plus the Nanman Beast Palace warriors.

Each unfolds the Beggar’s Sect’s Tagubo technique, the Changung Muae Sword technique, no, the Changung Muae Staff technique, and the Nanman Beast Palace martial arts to provide support.

As if determined to end it this time, everyone poured out their energy without holding back.

Dense yellow energy and sword qi, various deadly martial arts strike the Nammantae Daehyeolseo’s toes, legs, and knees.

Bang! Crack! Thud!

“Screeech!”

The Nammantae Daehyeolseo screamed and jumped up.

At the same time, both hands and one foot get entangled and wrapped up.

Its center collapses and it tilts, falling over.

At the same moment.

Thud thud thud thud thud!!!

Suwang runs like a tiger along the silk of Sinchung Baekjeop connected to the Nammantae Daehyeolseo’s hand.

As soon as he sees Seo-heung on top of its head.

His eyes turn golden like a tiger’s and sharpen vertically.

He lowers his entire body.

Whoosh!!

Then, putting strength into his arms and legs, he kicks off the silk and springs up.

Golden eye light afterimages are drawn in the sky.

Soon.

As if folding space.

Suwang rises up right next to Seo-heung.

Graaaaar!

Roaring like a wild beast, he uses his entire body to bring down his left hand that was pulled far back.

The supreme martial art of the Nanman Beast Palace, Tiger King Single Strike Kill, unleashed by accepting the true meaning of the Wild Nature True Scripture Beast Body Art throughout his entire body.

“Who do you think will fall for—”

Seo-heung’s eyes flash as he raises his energy.

Blood-colored heat haze rises up his entire body.

The already unleashed Tiger King Single Strike Kill cannot be avoided.

So he has no choice but to give flesh to take bone!

He was about to do just that.

Thunk!

“Gah!?”

He feels pain in his abdomen.

From the intense pain, his waist bends involuntarily and his upper body leans forward.

Wondering what it is, he looks down and sees a small hammer embedded in his abdomen.

Something black as the night sky that looks like a blacksmith’s hammer.

‘Blacksmith?’

No way!

He quickly raises his head to look.

Above the furious face of the strange creature, he could see Namgung Cheon-gang’s face.

In a posture as if he had thrown something.

“You—”

He couldn’t continue his words.

Slash.

The sound of something being cut through.

The world spins around.

In that instant moment of being struck in the stomach and looking up.

The single strike unleashed by the Tiger King had bitten and torn off Seo-heung’s neck.

Before the blood-colored energy could even spread.

Before it could protect his body.

“Damn…it…”

While falling.

He sees his own feet.

Those Qingshezuhua.

“That blacksmith bastard…”

If only that bastard, if only that bastard hadn’t been there…

Perhaps…

The life fades from his eyes.

“…”

Thud.

Seo-heung’s severed head fell to the ground.

His headless body also tilted and fell.

Splat.

A body with no internal energy is nothing but fragile.

It falls and bursts open just like that.

* * *

When Seo-heung died, the Nammantae Daehyeolseo let out a terrible shriek.

I thought it might be going berserk.

But it wasn’t.

Its massive body began to shrink, and the ridiculous strength that had withstood the power of a supreme martial artist began to diminish.

After losing its power and shrinking, the Nammantae Daehyeolseo was only about one head larger than an ordinary Namman Taedaeseo.

It didn’t move.

It only foamed at the mouth and trembled all over.

Crack!

Toward its head, Hwanggyeon struck down his hexagonal staff without hesitation.

The Nammantae Daehyeolseo’s body trembled.

Soon, its trembling limbs stopped, then turned into a handful of blood.

What remained afterward was a ‘Blood Flute’ broken in half.

“…So this was the true identity of the monster we fought just moments ago.”

Unbelievable.

The true identity of the monster that destroyed the forest terrain and withstood a supreme martial artist’s energy was just a red flute.

Who would believe it?

‘No, come to think of it, the martial arts secret history from 30 years ago also mentioned a giant rat monster appearing like this.’

Back then too, after the Blood Rat Demon’s death, the giant rat suddenly disappeared.

‘Looking at it now, this flute was definitely the true identity.’

After all, if you break down the meaning of Blood Rat Flute Technique, isn’t it ultimately a flute martial art?

‘Little brother Namgung Cheon-gang asked if it was a mystical object, and Suwang said it was a mystical object, but…’

Strictly speaking, isn’t this beyond a mystical object and practically a divine object?

‘Originally, before it became the Blood Flute Technique, its name was the Great Rat Flute Technique.’

‘If held by a suitable person, its meaning is carved into their heart, and thus, they can communicate with the Namman Taedaeseo, called spiritual beasts among the Namman Daeseo.’

The story Suwang told.

Hwanggyeon remembered it clearly.

Looking at it now, doesn’t this ultimately mean you can summon and control giant rats with the flute?

If such an object isn’t a divine object, then what is?

‘Does Namman often have such incidents?’

Treating divine objects as mystical objects.

Those divine objects summoning or transforming into ridiculously massive life forms.

From a Central Plains person’s perspective, it’s unbelievable sorcery and strange phenomena.

‘Of course, it probably doesn’t happen often, but seeing how they don’t worry about it much more than us, they must accept it easily.’

Not just 30 years ago, but the martial arts world, which boasts thousands of years of history, has many secret histories.

Those secret histories contain many unbelievable stories and many incidents buried by time.

Events that continued for centuries have weathered away with time, making it difficult to discern their true meaning.

Therefore, most were often treated as mere folk romance novels circulating among the people…

‘Looking at it now, there might be some that shouldn’t just be left as mere entertainment.’

Is this why they say the martial arts world is vast and full of extraordinary people and strange events?

Even as a rear member of the Beggar’s Sect, there are still many things I don’t know.

‘…Then, we can think that the Blood Cult knew these facts before us.’

Just look at how they already turned the Great Rat Flute Technique into the Blood Rat Flute Technique 30 years ago.

It seems I need to investigate the Blood Cult more thoroughly and certainly.

‘At the same time, I need to deepen my connection with one person.’

Naturally, I turn my gaze toward that person.

A man surrounded by everyone rushing over after the battle ended.

“Our Sinchung Baekjeop is pretty, right!”

(>□【) : Squeak!</p】

“It’s cute. But is this really Sinchung Baekjeop? No matter how I look at it, it’s in cocoon form.”

(╯ω╰) : Squeak…

“After being so torn up by the Nammantae Daehyeolseo…”

“Ah, oh!”

“Amazing. So this is what Baekjeop’s divine insect looks like.”

“Is it originally like this?”

“Who knows?”

“It’s my first time seeing it, so how would I know?”

The one chatting casually with Namgung Yeong, Suwang, and the Namman Warriors while surrounding the giant Sinchung Baekjeop.

Namgung Cheon-gang.

The young blacksmith who freely gave the mystical object called cloud-walking shoes to Gaebangdo.

Mak Noya’s disciple.

I fell for that gift completely and agreed to become brothers.

Well, we both have good personalities, so we adapted quickly.

“Now I need to make it even more certain.”

Sworn brotherhood.

If the Blood Cult has the ability to create and possess such ridiculous mystical objects.

‘I don’t think there’s anyone but our little brother who could counter them.’

Just looking at what Namgung Cheon-gang has accomplished so far, I get that strong feeling.

“But how did you treat it? It was definitely half-eaten and beyond recovery.”

“Suwang is curious too. How did you do it, little brother Namgung Cheon-gang?”

“Tell us! The Namman Warriors are curious too!”

“I repaired and fixed it with a hammer.”

“Pardon?”

“Huh?”

“I hammered and patched it up with the silkworm membranes scattered around and the outer shell that the rat peeled off, and it was healed?”

“…”

“…”

“…Don’t look at me, Miss Namgung. I, I don’t know what to say either…”

How could you not see that as a counter to strange phenomena?

‘…He treated it by hammering.’

Among all the strange phenomena Hwanggyeon knew, this was the most absurd one.

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