My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 102

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102.

Since there couldn’t possibly be any thief bold enough to rob Seol Mujin’s house, silver coins and promissory notes were just carelessly tossed into the wardrobe.

While rummaging through the wardrobe, Seol Mujin suddenly remembered the box.

Seol Mujin, who had been digging through the piled clothes, found the box.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know. Sister Seobi gave it to me long ago, saying she received it as a bribe from the Gang Leader of the Black Society.”

The Triplets had indifferent expressions that said ‘nothing special.’

But as the box lid opened, their pupils gradually dilated.

“It does look mysterious… Why are you all acting like that?”

Seol Ryeoseon snatched the box from Seol Mujin’s hands.

“Brother, where did you say this came from?”

“I told you the Gang Leader of the Black Society gave it as a bribe. Do you know what it is?”

The Triplets kept repeating the action of looking at the object once, then looking at each other once.

They looked like squirrels holding acorns in their front paws.

“This is that thing, right?”

At Seol Changho’s question, Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong nodded vigorously.

“What is it?”

Seol Ryeoseon asked with sparkling eyes.

“Remember we talked about the Invisible Great Thief before?”

“The Traceless Ten Thousand Li Wind I learned belongs to the Invisible Great Thief.”

Seol Ryeoseon held up the box.

“This is the key that opens the Invisible Great Thief’s treasure vault. It’s called the Cheonbosi.”

Seol Changho said.

“The Invisible Great Thief’s treasure vault is the Cheonbo Milsil.”

Seol Mujin was shocked.

“Why would the Gang Leader of the Black Society have that and give it to me?”

“How would we know that?”

“Right, that’s true.”

Seol Ryeoseon asked Seol Changho.

“Do you know where the Cheonbo Milsil is?”

“How could I know that?”

“That’s true too.”

Seol Mantong said.

“I think there was a map that showed the location of the Cheonbo Milsil, the name was…”

Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho simultaneously blurted out the name.

“Cheonmiljangbodo!”

“Right! That’s it! We need to get that first!”

“Where is that?”

“I don’t know.”

Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho put their heads together.

“Who would know about it?”

“Wouldn’t that Manbakja guy know?”

“I vaguely heard he lives in Shanxi Province, but is he still alive?”

“First we need to find that guy and ask about the Cheonmiljangbodo… Huh? Brother, why are you raising your hand?”

“I have something to say.”

“What is it?”

“I think I know where that Cheonbo Milsil is.”

“What? How would brother know?”

“In the cave where I rescued Lady Hwangbo and Namgung Sojo, I found a gap that looked exactly like this.”

The Triplets looked at the Cheonbosi that Seol Mujin was pointing to.

“It really looked exactly like this?”

“I didn’t try fitting it, so I’m not completely sure, but it seemed roughly similar.”

The Triplets jumped up.

“Let’s go!”

Seol Mujin also stood up.

Perhaps he could find a wedding gift for Hwa Seonhwa and Go Bongsu there.

Since he was the most famous thief in the Central Plains, there would probably be many stolen treasures.

The thought ‘But shouldn’t we return them to their owners?’ was quickly dismissed.

It was a problem he could think about after finding them first.

Hwa Yeonshim, who was helping Namgung Hyemin with her internal energy cultivation in the courtyard, saw them hurrying out and asked.

“Where are you going?”

“We’ll be back in a bit!”

While Seol Mujin was answering, the Triplets had already disappeared from sight.

They truly ran at breakneck speed.

So it took only about an hour.

The Collapsed Valley was no different from when Seol Mujin had left.

Since the path carved into the mountainside had collapsed, restoring it would be a distant prospect.

They set foot in the area covered with rocks on all sides.

“Brother, do you know where it is?”

At Seol Mantong’s question, Seol Mujin carefully surveyed the surroundings.

The scenery of this place, like a sea of rocks, all looked the same.

Seol Mujin jumped around on the rocks here and there, looking for familiar scenery.

“I think it’s somewhere around here.”

He had paid attention to the area near the cave because he might need to return.

If not for that, he wouldn’t have been able to find even the vicinity.

The Triplets clasped their hands together and prayed for Seol Mujin to find the cave.

So as not to disturb Seol Mujin, Seol Changho lowered his voice considerably and said.

“First of all, there should be the Gwangbaekjeonggeom there, right?”

“There should also be the Geumgangho Wongap.”

“They say that guy also stole martial arts manuals.”

“There’s bound to be gold, silver, and treasures. Hehehe…”

“Shh! Be quiet so we don’t disturb brother.”

They kept a close watch on Seol Mujin as he peered around the cliff piled with rocks.

Only the intermittent sounds of Seol Mujin jumping from rock to rock could be heard.

Just when the Triplets were thinking ‘Isn’t this all for nothing?’

“Found it!”

Seol Mujin’s shout fell like sweet rain in a drought.

The Triplets hurriedly ran to where Seol Mujin was.

Hiss—!

Seol Mujin, who had lit the fire tongs, entered the cave.

The light from the fire tongs pushed back the darkness that even sunlight struggled against.

Examining the cave floor, Seol Mujin knew from the faint bloodstains that he had found the right place.

Before he had even taken a few steps, the short cave ended, and Seol Mujin was able to find the gap he had been hoping for.

Seol Mujin took out the box from his chest and turned his head.

He saw the Triplets with their eyes sparkling wildly.

“Should I open it?”

The Triplets, lined up like squirrels, nodded their heads.

Seol Mujin took out the Cheonbosi from the box and inserted it into the gap.

The anxiety that ‘maybe it’s just a coincidentally similar gap?’ ended up being just groundless worry.

Click!

The Cheonbo key fit properly into the gap, making a faint sound.

Seol Mujin gripped the Cheonbo key and applied force to the right.

Feeling resistance, he became cautious.

If he used more force here, the Cheonbo key might break.

Thinking ‘Maybe not to the right?’, he turned it left, but the resistance felt the same.

“Won’t it turn?”

Just as Seol Mujin shook his head at Seol Ryeoseon’s question.

With a pop! sound, the Cheonbo key sprang out from the wall.

As Seol Mujin hastily caught the Cheonbo key floating in mid-air, clunk! The floor beneath his feet gave way.

No matter how high Seol Mujin’s martial arts were, as long as he couldn’t fly through the sky, there was no way to avoid falling.

“Brother―!”

“Hyung―!”

He heard the triplets calling him from above his head.

Then soon the triplets also jumped into the hole where Seol Mujin had fallen.

Just as he was about to shout for them not to come, he felt the ground.

Seol Mujin bent his knees and curled his body into a ball.

Most of the impact was absorbed as his body slid rapidly.

Seol Mujin slid frantically down the narrow cave that was less than five ja wide.

He could have stopped if he wanted to, but since this was a path he had to go down anyway, he entrusted his body to the slope.

The narrow cave suddenly spat Seol Mujin out.

Floating in mid-air, Seol Mujin first noticed the bright surroundings.

So he also knew that the distance to the ground was less than one jang.

Seol Mujin spun his body once and landed lightly, then quickly looked around.

Soon the triplets fell down one by one like goat droppings.

Seol Mujin was standing in the middle of a large stone chamber.

The surroundings were bright thanks to twelve luminous pearls embedded in the ceiling.

“Wow―! Those are luminous pearls, right? Those luminous pearls that even the Demonic Cult only had two of!”

Seol Mantong looked around the stone chamber that was about two hundred pyeong and kept exclaiming in admiration.

“That must definitely be martial arts secret manuals!”

Seol Mantong ran toward the bookshelf that filled one entire wall.

Seeing this, Seol Changho clicked his tongue.

“Why is someone who can’t even read looking for books?”

Like the books, everything was well organized.

Weapons were grouped with weapons, spiritual medicines with spiritual medicines, gold and silver treasures with gold and silver treasures.

They say famous feasts have no food, but the Invisible Great Thief’s Cheonbo Milsil was proving that famous feasts do have plenty of food.

“Ugh! What do we do about this!”

Seol Changho screamed in front of where the spiritual medicines were.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

Seol Changho spoke with an expression like he was about to cry.

“This must be Ten Thousand Year Triple Emperor, this must be Snow Fairy Three-Leaf Grass, this looks like Yellow Fairy High Root, and this is….”

The things Seol Changho pointed to were contained in boxes made of ebony wood, but they had dried up and turned black.

Long years had made the spiritual medicines useless.

“Still, there should be something usable.”

As Seol Ryeoseon tried to open a white porcelain bottle, Seol Changho hurriedly stopped her.

“Don’t open it!”

“Why?”

“If that’s liquid spiritual medicine like Azure Stone Oil or something similar, it might change the moment you open the lid. So let’s take the sealed ones to Yeon Gok as they are.”

There were only four spiritual medicines sealed in bottles.

“Damn, if he stole this much, he should have preserved it well. Ah, what a waste.”

Seol Ryeoseon quickly moved to where the weapons were.

“Hohoho! As expected, it was here! It was here!”

About fifty weapons hung on the wall, and what Seol Ryeoseon jumped up to grab was a single sword.

A golden dragon was embossed on the white scabbard, and the handle also bore the same color and pattern.

Seol Changho brightened and stood beside Seol Ryeoseon.

“That’s the Bright White Pure Sword that was stolen from the Demonic Cult, right?”

Seol Mantong, who had approached, spoke in a tone like it was nothing special.

“A warrior’s strength comes from the body, so what’s so great about some sword….”

Though he said that, he kept glancing at the Bright White Pure Sword over Seol Changho’s shoulder.

Seol Ryeoseon slowly drew the Bright White Pure Sword.

Sring.

Even the sound of the blade scraping against the scabbard was extraordinary.

“Ooh―!”

The auspicious aura emanating from the sword was enough to make even Seol Mantong exclaim in admiration.

The Bright White Pure Sword, which must have been hundreds of years old, radiated flawless sharpness.

Seol Changho looked at the weapons hanging on the wall and grabbed a sword.

“This looks like Huashan Sect’s Dohyeon Sword?”

Huashan Sect’s Dohyeon Sword was made by craftsmen who had achieved the rank of master craftsman for generations.

So among Huashan Sect’s disciples, only those who had made a name for themselves could become the owner of a Dohyeon Sword.

The scabbard with engraved plum blossoms had the original owner’s Taoist name written on it, but it was someone Seol Changho didn’t know.

When Seol Changho drew the Dohyeon Sword, another cool chill was felt.

“This sword is also quite usable?”

“You can’t compare some Dohyeon Sword to the Bright White Pure Sword.”

“Shall we test it?”

When Seol Changho injected martial power into the sword, wooong―! The sword rang.

Seol Ryeoseon grinned.

“We should see if the Bright White Pure Sword lives up to its reputation.”

Seol Ryeoseon also infused internal energy into her sword.

Seol Mujin asked in panic.

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to test which sword is better?”

“Of course.”

“Both are famous swords, so is there any need for that?”

“We’re curious.”

“Getting rid of one famous sword just to satisfy curiosity…. You might end up making both unusable.”

“Then they’re not worth much.”

Seol Mujin was anxious that those two swords might clash and both become unusable.

Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho stood six ja apart.

The two swords imbued with their martial power emanated an aura that seemed like it would wound anyone just by being near them.

Seol Changho asked Seol Ryeoseon.

“How many levels of martial power should we use?”

“Ten levels.”

“Oh, going hard?”

“We should clash like it’s real combat.”

“That’s true.”

The two seemed somewhat excited, while Seol Mantong remained indifferent.

“Novices who seek strength in weapons.”

“Here I go!”

With Seol Changho’s shout, the two swords clashed.

Clang!

If they had clashed, the two swords should have been entangled in mid-air, but they deflected as if they hadn’t collided.

A smile spread across Seol Ryeoseon’s lips as she held the Bright White Pure Sword.

“As expected!”

The Dohyeon Sword that Seol Changho held was cleanly broken in half.

The sound of the two swords clashing was so loud that they couldn’t even hear the broken blade hitting the ground.

“Did the blade get chipped?”

“See for yourself.”

“Ooh! It’s perfectly smooth. No wonder the Previous Sect Leader treasured it so much.”

Seol Mantong slipped into the conversation.

“Really not even a single nick?”

“Didn’t you say masters don’t need weapons?”

“Hmph! I don’t need them, but brother does!”

Seol Ryeoseon sheathed the sword and held it out to Seol Mujin.

“Brother, take it.”

“Huh? You’re giving this to me?”

“Of course! Only brother is qualified to be the owner of the Bright White Pure Sword.”

“What qualifications do I have…?”

“The world’s greatest!”

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