My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 14
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14.
Seol Mantong said.
“Do you guys know all of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art? I only know the first half.”
Seol Ryeoseon chimed in with “Me too.”
The Heavenly Demon Divine Art was an Internal Energy Mind Technique that only the Heavenly Demon, the hereditary Cult Leader of Mingjiao, could completely master.
“I don’t know all of it either.”
“Even just cultivating the early stages will take several years. So we have plenty of time to figure out a method. We could even go to Mingjiao and steal the latter half.”
Seol Changho waved his hands dismissively at the dismayed Seol Mantong and Seol Ryeoseon.
“That’s a last resort. If worst comes to worst, we could just pass on the Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Art that we learned.”
The first halves of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art and Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Art were similar, so there wouldn’t be much trouble.
Having made their plans, they looked at Seol Mujin, who was grinning in the courtyard.
“Does that kid have any aptitude for martial arts?”
***
Obtaining the Three Talents Fist Technique and Three Talents Sword Technique secret manuals(?) wasn’t difficult.
Any bookstore that sold miscellaneous books would have both martial arts manuals.
While they were at it, they also bought books on footwork techniques and body techniques.
Those ignorant of martial arts wouldn’t understand what they meant, and first-rate masters would dismiss them as trash, but those who had reached their level could find profundity within simplicity.
“This Mysterious Black Tortoise Shadow Step is pretty good. It’s based on the Eight Trigrams, but if we just change the sequence a bit, it wouldn’t be bad for establishing footwork fundamentals.”
“This Thousand Li Single Flash Step isn’t as grand as its name suggests either, but if we adjust the breathing method and internal energy distribution, it could be quite useful. But where did hyung go?”
Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong looked at Seol Changho in surprise.
“What?”
“Hyung? Did you just say hyung?”
“Yeah. We decided to call him hyung.”
“Even when he’s not around?”
“How many times did you get hit for calling him Mujin-i?”
Seol Mantong thought for a moment before answering.
“Three times?”
“Five times. Ryeoseon, what about you?”
“Four… times?”
“Six times. You need to practice regularly.”
“Tch!”
“Having to call a seventeen-year-old ‘oppa’ at this age.”
“Let’s just think of ourselves as five years old. This is our second chance at life.”
Seol Changho was right.
This life was much better than their previous one, where they had survived so desperately.
“He probably went to work at the pleasure house.”
“I need to cultivate Internal Energy?”
Seol Ryeoseon flopped down flat on her back.
“We’re the only ones in a hurry. Mujin… no, big brother’s urgent matter is living expenses.”
Seol Changho said while opening a book.
“Let’s fix these martial arts in our spare time. We can’t teach them as they are. Mantong, you clean the house.”
“By myself?”
Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho simultaneously held out their books.
“Do you want to fix them?”
“Damn it!”
Seol Mujin came home earlier than his usual quitting time.
Since only the kids were at home, Hwa Seonhwa had sent him back early.
“Big brother!”
“Big brother!”
“Why do I feel uneasy when you’re greeting me with the correct title?”
Four Martial Arts Manuals were placed in front of Seol Mujin.
“These are the martial arts you need to learn starting today.”
“All of these?”
“One is Fist Technique, one is Sword Technique, this is Footwork Technique, and this is Body Technique.”
“Four different ones? Hmm. Can’t I just learn Fist Technique? That should be enough against thugs.”
Seol Mantong said firmly.
“There’s no law saying you’ll only face thugs! What if you encounter a Martial Artist!”
“If a Martial Artist is an enemy, I should run away.”
Seol Mantong held up one book right in front of Seol Mujin’s eyes.
“To run away, you need to learn Body Technique!”
Seol Ryeoseon hit the back of Seol Mantong’s head.
“That’s Footwork Technique.”
“What I mean is you need Footwork Technique to dodge brilliantly. Anyway, you absolutely must learn all of these!”
“And the Internal Energy Mind Technique I’m teaching too!”
The three people’s ironclad will pressed down on Seol Mujin.
“Alright.”
“First, let’s start with Fist Technique, the foundation of all martial arts!”
***
Seol Ryeoseon performed Acupoint Striking on the sleeping Seol Mujin.
Nothing was better than Acupoint Striking for relieving fatigue.
“What do you think big brother’s aptitude is like?”
At Seol Changho’s question, Seol Mantong smiled contentedly.
“I don’t know about other things, but he seems to have stubbornness. He endured Horse Stance for one shichen without even saying let’s take a break.”
One shichen of Horse Stance on the first day of training could be considered the extreme limit of training.
“Your internal energy cultivation isn’t bad either. You circulated your qi through the meridians I taught you. You have a good memory for learning it in one go, and your sense for feeling qi is exceptional. Brother, could you perhaps be a martial arts genius?”
Seol Changho nodded at those words.
“His intelligence is definitely clear. Although the Three Talents Sword Technique is simple, understanding its principles at once isn’t easy, but he knew why the techniques had to flow that way.”
“If he practiced martial arts all day long, his skills would improve rapidly.”
“This level might be appropriate at first. Let’s not be too greedy.”
Seol Mantong spoke with a regretful expression.
“If only we had spiritual medicine like Ten Thousand Year Triple Emperor, it would be perfect.”
The reason Seol Mujin could feel qi sensitivity from the first day was largely due to the influence of the Ten Thousand Year Nine Leaf Grass he had taken before.
As they say, a swift horse with a whip – if spiritual medicine were added here, he could truly advance by leaps and bounds.
“Ah!”
Seol Ryeoseon, who was performing acupoint striking, snapped her fingers.
“What?”
“Do you remember Yeon Gok from Black Clothes Valley?”
Seol Changho, who had been pondering that name in his mind, nodded.
“He died twenty years ago after causing a fuss about leaving Mingjiao. The one who killed that bastard back then… Ryeoseon, wasn’t that you?”
“I didn’t kill him.”
“Huh?”
“Dying just for defying the Cult Leader seemed a bit unfair. Back then he wasn’t the Cult Leader but the Young Sect Leader too.”
Seol Changho cast a suspicious look.
“Is that really the only reason?”
“Why? We all opposed the Young Sect Leader becoming the Cult Leader. We said he would cause bloodshed because of his violent temperament.”
Seol Mantong said ‘You probably got some good liquor out of it,’ and Seol Ryeoseon didn’t refute it.
“Why Yeon Gok?”
“Yeon Gok is in Jiangsu Province.”
“So?”
“Is that really true?”
Seol Mantong was indifferent while Seol Changho was startled.
“What’s so important about Yeon Gok being in Jiangsu Province?”
Seol Ryeoseon scolded Seol Mantong.
“You know Yeon Gok can make Lotus Empress Attack Pills. Really, you fool.”
“What are Lotus Empress Attack Pills?”
“Huh? You’ve never taken those?”
Seol Mantong, who was searching his memories, shook his head.
“I haven’t taken them. Have you?”
Seol Changho, who received the question, answered ‘I have. Was it about thirty years ago?’
“What exactly are Lotus Empress Attack Pills?”
“They’re spiritual medicine that not only makes blood vessels clean and strong to purify internal energy, but also increases the speed at which internal energy accumulates. Secret spiritual medicine that only Yeon Gok can make.”
“Then why did only you two take them, leaving me out!”
The two people avoided Seol Mantong’s gaze.
“Right. Why was that?”
“These cowardly bastards! Hogging all the good stuff for themselves? When I meet that bastard Yeon Gok, I’m going to twist his neck right off!”
“You can’t do that. We need to ask Yeon Gok to make us Lotus Empress Attack Pills.”
“You’re trying to hog them again just for yourselves?”
“Not for us, we have to give them to big brother! How could we stuff something that precious into our own mouths!”
“Tch! I’d have to taste it first to know if it’s precious or worthless.”
Seol Changho ignored Seol Mantong’s grumbling and asked.
“Are you sure Yeon Gok is still there?”
Seol Ryeoseon shrugged her shoulders.
“Who knows about that.”
“It’s been twenty years, there’s no way he’d still be there.”
This only made Seol Mantong more irritated for no reason.
***
Yeon Seobi tapped the back of Seol Mujin, who was walking away with drooping shoulders.
“Mujin-i!”
But Seol Mujin’s balance swayed forward as a groan was heard.
“Ugh!”
Yeon Seobi was the one who got startled instead.
“Mujin-i, what’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?”
Seol Mujin frowned but forced a smile as he spoke.
“No… I’m fine.”
The past three days of Internal Energy Cultivation had left Seol Mujin nearly half-dead.
The Triplets had told him not to overdo it, but doing things half-heartedly didn’t suit Seol Mujin’s personality.
That was his natural disposition and the way he had lived his life.
Seol Mujin was the type of person who, if he wasn’t going to do something, wouldn’t do it at all, but once he started, he would pour everything into it.
Yeon Seobi, who had been watching Seol Mujin walk away, hurriedly ran to Hwa Seonhwa’s room.
As usual, Hwa Seonhwa was elegantly painting orchids.
Even when Yeon Seobi entered, Hwa Seonhwa didn’t take her eyes off the painting.
“Don’t the leaves there look a bit crooked?”
“They look fine to me?”
“They’re definitely crooked.”
“Hmm.”
Hwa Seonhwa tilted her head, then crumpled up the orchid she had been painting and threw it in the trash.
As she spread out a new sheet of paper neatly, thinking ‘I can just paint it again,’ Yeon Seobi spoke.
“It’s about Mujin-i.”
Sure enough, Hwa Seonhwa’s gaze shifted to Yeon Seobi.
There was no better topic than Seol Mujin to capture Hwa Seonhwa’s attention.
“What about Mujin-i?”
“He’s quite a good worker, isn’t he?”
Hwa Seonhwa looked at her with an expression that said ‘What the hell is this crazy woman talking about?’ and gripped her brush tightly.
“Are you joking?”
Her determination not to let anyone mess with Seol Mujin was clearly evident.
“That worker who was doing fine has been looking frail lately.”
“Frail?”
“I just tapped him lightly and he looked like he’d collapse any moment?”
“You hit Mujin-i?”
Yeon Seobi let out a pitiful sigh.
“So this is how a rolling stone displaces the embedded one.”
“Is my house a gravel field?”
“His body seems to have gotten weak. His work lately hasn’t been up to par either.”
“He doesn’t seem sick though?”
“He looks like he needs some tonic medicine. Mujin-i spends money freely on his siblings but he’s such a miser when it comes to himself.”
He’s a kid who won’t even buy himself a single common sweet.
“He’s worked so hard all this time and suffered mentally because of his siblings, so it wouldn’t be strange if his body broke down.”
“I heard a skilled physician opened a clinic on Dangja Street two months ago.”
“I’ve never seen anything decent among those with ‘skilled’ attached to their name.”
A skilled shaman said she’d marry into a good family, but she’s still alone.
So her distrust of anything with ‘skilled’ attached was ingrained to the bone.
“This time it seems real though? Yongpal’s Father had been bedridden for three years, but after taking that physician’s medicine, he got up in just two weeks.”
“Who’s Yongpal-i?”
“You don’t know Yongpal-i? Yongchil-i’s younger brother.”
“Is the eldest son Yongil-i?”
“No. The eldest daughter is Yongnyeo. From the Seonwoo Family House.”
“Whatever. You’re saying he’s really skilled?”
“Didn’t you say you don’t believe in ‘skilled’ ones?”
“There’s always that one-in-ten-thousand chance.”
Hwa Seonhwa took out one tael of silver from the drawer.
“Go and get the best tonic medicine made.”
“That won’t be enough.”
“One tael of silver isn’t enough to make tonic medicine? Does the tonic contain gold or something?”
“Tonic with gold in it doesn’t sound that good though. Anyway, that physician is a bit peculiar – he makes medicine as good as the money you pay. You know Merchant Wang, right?”
“The silk merchant?”
“After taking that physician’s tonic, he got his concubine pregnant.”
“He’s past sixty.”
He’s a regular who often visits Yeonji-ru.
He used to say his good days were over and would just complain before leaving.
“There’s even a rumor that Merchant Wang’s Wife hired an assassin to kill that physician. The tonic Merchant Wang took cost five taels.”
“Five taels of silver for one dose of tonic medicine. He’s a skilled con artist.”
After thinking for a moment, Hwa Seonhwa picked up the silver pouch from the drawer.
“I need to see with my own eyes just how skilled he is.”
If he’s truly skilled, would ten silver coins really be a waste?
It’s for feeding Seol Mujin, after all.
Though the clinic had only been open for two months, the courtyard was packed with customers.
Half were patients, and half were people like Hwa Seonhwa who came to get tonic medicine prepared.
As she sat on a chair set up in the courtyard waiting her turn, she suddenly remembered when she first met Seol Mujin.
Back then, she had waited for a long time just like now.
That time she waited to find out what kind of child Seol Mujin was might have been the most precious time in her life.
If she had passed by without knowing, she would have lived her entire life never knowing Seol Mujin.
“Waiting is a good thing.”
“Pardon?”
“Never mind.”
“It seems you’re getting old too, my lady. Judging by how you’re talking to yourself.”
“Doesn’t age spare only you?”
“Even if we both get hit, wouldn’t it hurt you more, my lady?”
“At my age, even pain becomes dull.”
The attendant called Hwa Seonhwa’s name.
When she went up to the main hall, the attendant opened the door to the left room for her.
As she entered the room, she could see a man beyond the table, with the lower part of his face covered by cotton cloth.
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