I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 47

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Chapter 47
“Ah, so you are the Changchen Sword Squadron of the Namgung Clan. My junior disciple and I are Seonyeong and Jeolyeong of the Eunhak Sect. We are just Jianghu novices and don’t know much, so we ask for your generous understanding. Haha.”
“The Eunhak Sect?”
Namgung Hyeok-in tilted his head.
“Never heard of it.”
Jeolyeong’s eyebrows twitched again.
Of course, it was natural that he had never heard of it, since the Eunhak Sect was a sect that existed almost exclusively in Seonwu’s head.
If Namgung Hyeok-in hadn’t heard the rumors starting to spread from An’ye County yet, that could be the case.
However, if one had manners, they wouldn’t openly state that they’d never heard of the other person’s sect like that.
They would beat around the bush, saying something like, ‘My knowledge is a bit limited, so could you explain in more detail?’
‘How dare those bastards.’
Since they didn’t know his Highness’s identity, he wasn’t asking them to prostrate themselves.
He understood that much.
But no matter how ignorant they were, how could they ignore even the basic courtesy that must be observed!
He should just chop off all their heads right now….
Seonwu waved his hand.
“Junior disciple, calm down.”
“Yes, senior brother.”
Jeolyeong withdrew his energy.
Watching from the side, the divine sword spoke merrily.
[Wow, look at these Namgung Clan punks. Although they’re doing this because they don’t know who you are, they keep pulling at the sleeping dragon’s whiskers, don’t they?]
[Isn’t it a tiger’s whiskers?]
[Is it? But it’s the same thing that you shouldn’t pull a dragon’s whiskers either, right?]
[That’s true.]
Seonwu agreed.
It made sense.
[Still, to say they’re pulling whiskers over something like this is a bit….]
[You are surprisingly generous for a dragon, aren’t you?]
[No. Isn’t it stranger to get angry over every single thing like this?]
At Seonwu’s counter-question, the Demon-Subduing Divine Dragon Sword said no more.
But it thought to itself.
‘Even though the time I’ve been active is short compared to the time I was sealed on earth, I recall that ordinary human imperial royalty were much more arrogant than this. This guy is peculiar.’
He was strangely generous.
Of course, because he was that kind of guy, he might be faithfully keeping him company in conversation.
Initially, the promise was twice a day, but in fact, now he talked to him at all hours of the day, so that promise had long been discarded.
He must have pitied his lonely and painful situation.
“Haha, well, it’s a sect that was almost ruined, so it’s understandable that you haven’t heard of it. Still, we have our own martial arts. It’s just that there was no clan and no people, but my junior disciple and I had a fortuitous encounter and mastered the sect’s martial arts, so we hope to make a name for ourselves in the future.”
“Hmph, enough of that. Did you guys catch the Qingjuebiao?”
‘Wow, a person goes to the trouble of introducing his own sect, and he just says “enough of that.” How embarrassing.’
Seonwu smudged his lips, but thought positively again.
‘Well, subjugating the Qingjuebiao is a matter of human lives, after all.’
Thinking about it the other way around, if he himself were chasing a demonic monster, he would probably say let’s hear the sect introduction next time.
Because they wouldn’t be sure yet whether it had been subjugated.
Seonwu was utterly generous, but Jeolyeong was not.
‘Those sacrilegious bastards!’
How dare they disregard the prince, who was generously letting it slide and speaking nicely, and ignore him like this.
As expected, he should just chop off their heads.
Would he not give permission?
Even if he was restraining his energy, there was a momentum pouring out from his eyes.
Namgung Hyeok-in was dumbfounded by the junior disciple’s side, who showed a fighting spirit to battle at any moment.
‘Does that fellow behave like that even after hearing that we are the Changchen Sword Squadron of the great Namgung Clan?’
He looked exactly like someone born with the energy of a wolf.
At least the one called the senior brother knew his place a little.
“Answer me. Did you guys catch the Qingjuebiao?”
“Yes, we felt the demonic qi while passing by and rushed over. Fortunately, right before they were about to attack the peddlers, we arrived first, killed two of them, and saved the people.”
“Two of them. Then they are all caught.”
Namgung Hyeok-in first confirmed that the subjugation itself was completed.
But that wasn’t the end of it.
“Then you must have those horns.”
“We do, but what of it?”
“Hmph, meddling in what our main family was subjugating and snatching away the finish. It’s cheeky, but since human lives were at stake, I will take that into consideration. Just hand over the horns.”
“Excuse me?”
Seonwu blinked.
Seonwu had been completely generous until now, and he was someone who would put himself in others’ shoes for most things, but this remark completely blew away his speechlessness.
[I heard that correctly just now, right?]
[If you mean the words to hand over the horns, you heard correctly.]
[What kind of bullshit is this?]
As the words Seonwu chose became harsh, the divine dragon sword laughed.
Since it was a sword, that expression just didn’t show.
[Heheh, those guys finally plucked the dragon’s whiskers.]
Seonwu shook his head and looked at Namgung Hyeok-in.
“We caught them, though?”
“Originally, it was the share that our main family decided to subjugate.”
“It seems you missed them, and they came all the way here, so people almost died, didn’t they?”
Seonwu’s speech officially began to shorten.
Still, considering the age and generation rank, and because his setting was a young master of an nameless sect, he had shown respect to a master around forty years of age from the Namgung Clan’s Changchen Sword Squadron.
Respect is meant for humans, so there’s no need to show it to a son of a bitch, is there?
Ah, if I say this, dogs will get angry.
Let’s apologize to dogs.
“Therefore, recognizing it as an emergency situation, I will overlook your meddling. However, those horns rightfully belong to the great Namgung.”
“If you’re going to talk that kind of crap, you should have surrounded and caught them properly yourself, shouldn’t you?”
The moment Seonwu brought out the phrase ‘that kind of crap,’ the momentum of the Namgung Clan’s martial artists also turned ominous.
“How dare you!”
“In front of whom!”
For Jeolyeong, it was a welcome development.
‘I will be able to chop off their heads.’
It felt like his lord’s permission would drop in just a little bit.
“Haha, think carefully. It is certainly remarkable that the two of you caught the Qingjuebiao.”
The Changchen Sword Squadron leader looked at the martial artists who were with them.
Aside from him, the squadron leader, the vice-leader was also in the peak realm, and the remaining twelve were all masters of the high-ascending realm.
If those twelve deployed a sword formation, they could easily handle two peak realm masters.
In other words, the current situation was that the two young men were at a far greater disadvantage.
Even the immediate martial force was like this, so what about the difference in backing?
In the Namgung Clan, there was the Sword Zone Namgung Un-seong, one of the Ten Great Masters of Wulin.
Below him, there were three more elders of the transcendental expert class who would fit into the top one hundred masters.
Thus, the prestige of the Namgung Clan was the highest even among the Five Great Noble Families, so two young masters from an unknown sect standing against the great Namgung Clan?
It was no different from suicide.
And that too in Anhui Province of all places, not anywhere else.
“Originally, this Qingjuebiao was something our Namgung Clan decided to subjugate. Its byproducts also rightfully belong to Namgung. In fact, we were driving them all out and chasing them to exhaust their strength, so it could be seen that you guys cut in the middle and stole them.”
“Hah? Are you saying we should have just stood by and watched whether those people died or not?”
“I didn’t go so far as to say that. That’s why I’m saying I’ll overlook that matter. However, the byproducts must come to the original owner.”
“Did you guys raise them? To call yourselves the owners of the Qingjuebiao? Did you raise demonic monsters?”
“Sigh, I tried to speak nicely and reason with you.”
A majestic qi also began to rise from Namgung Hyeok-in.
In a situation truly on the verge of collision, the peddlers grew frightened and fell back.
It was then.
Another group of Wulin martial artists rushing in was caught in Seonwu’s senses.
‘What? Who is it this time?’
The first to check was Seonwu, and the next was the divine dragon sword.
[Hey, someone is coming.]
[I know too.]
A moment later, Namgung Hyeok-in noticed, and just a tiny bit later, Jeolyeong and the vice-leader noticed as well.
Jeolyeong twitched his eyebrows in slight frustration at being a beat slower than Namgung Hyeok-in.
With the sudden appearance of a third party, the clash momentarily paused.
And appearing a moment later was a clear-looking young master holding a fan and other martial artists following him.
“It was the Zhuge Clan.”
“Elder Namgung Hyeok-in. Greetings. I am Zhuge Jun.”
Zhuge Jun, who looked like an intellectual scholar despite clearly being a martial artist, raised his clasped hands first and offered a greeting to Namgung Hyeok-in.
“Ahem, you’ve come at a rather rough situation. I’ve heard your name. They call you the Jiryong Prince of the Zhuge Clan, don’t they?”
“It is an undeserved alias. I have merely studied the family’s teachings a little.”
Not knowing whether the appearance of the Zhuge Clan was a gain or a loss, Namgung Hyeok-in calculated again.
‘What to do? The matter has suddenly become complicated.’
He had intended to recover the horns after giving the two young punks a bitter taste.
Although the Zhuge Clan lacked prestige compared to the Namgung Clan, they were still one of the Five Great Noble Families.
It wasn’t as if an elder or the family head had come to this place, and as someone who was just a squadron leader, it was difficult for him to completely ignore Zhuge Jun, the Jiryong Prince, who was counted as one of the candidates for the next family head of the Zhuge Clan.
“Zhuge Jun…?”
At the name Jun, Seonwu forgot about being angry at the Namgung Clan and muttered blankly.
‘No way, it can’t be.’
Jun wasn’t that rare of a name in this Zhongyuan, so it must be a coincidence.
But somehow his impression seemed to resemble him too….
Recalling his friend after a long time, Seonwu’s angry energy scattered.
It was hard to be angry while simultaneously recalling a missed face.
“How should I address the young master over there? As I said, I am Jun of the Zhuge Clan.”
“Uh, I am Seonyeong of the Eunhak Sect, and this is my junior disciple, Jeolyeong.”
“Meeting like this must be fate as well.”
Zhuge Jun formed a likeable, gentle, and intellectual smile.
“But the positions of both sides seem somewhat rough; may I ask if something happened?”
“Those two cut into the final stage of our main family’s subjugation, caught the Qingjuebiao, and took the horns. Since it was a situation where the peddlers were in danger, I generously understood and told them to just hand over the horns, but those fellows are acting out of greed for material wealth.”
At Namgung Hyeok-in’s words, Zhuge Jun looked at Seonwu.
“What is the young hero’s position?”
“When we saw it, two Qingjuebiao were just about to pounce on the peddlers. If we had been even a little later, they would have become corpses.”
“So you intervened to save them.”
“Yes, and the two of us caught them entirely on our own. The Namgung Clan arrived only after everything was finished, yet they insist it was originally their share like that.”
“You should choose your words carefully.”
Zhuge Jun raised his fan and lightly tapped his palm.
“Hmm, indeed, that is the situation.”
He busily worked his brain.
‘I can roughly see how it turned out.’
The Namgung Clan claimed it as if it were theirs, but the Qingjuebiao is also a peak-level demonic monster.
The tracking distance wouldn’t have narrowed quickly.
And those horns are expensive.
They are rare treasures worth a thousand silver taels.
Two of them make two thousand taels.
‘The squadron leader’s greed was aroused.’
If they hadn’t arrived late while chasing the Qingjuebiao themselves, a sword fight might have broken out by a hair’s breadth.
Still, since it was the Namgung of the orthodox factions, they would have gone with a martial duel rather than a life-or-death duel.
‘What should I do about this?’
To Zhuge Jun, who was calculating for a moment, his uncle Zhuge Hui-yun, who had accompanied him, sent a sound transmission.
In fact, he was the peak realm master of the Zhuge Clan’s side.
However, although he was still in the high-ascending realm, since Zhuge Jun had deep knowledge of formations and academic studies and was chosen as the next family head, they respected each other.
[Jun, we cannot antagonize the Namgung Clan.]
[But Uncle, the righteousness of this matter lies with those two young masters of the Eunhak Sect rather than Namgung, doesn’t it?]
[Even so, what benefit is there for our main family to intervene? Since it is before our eyes, Namgung won’t use hands too harshly either.]
[If it weren’t for the two of them, people would have died as they were, and when exactly would the Namgung Clan have caught up with the Qingjuebiao?]
[They themselves will say they would have caught them quickly.]
[Still, it was those two who saved the people.]
[I will not lend my strength to fight the Namgung Clan, you know?]
[I also know the reality. I will mediate by using my brain appropriately.]

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