My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 153
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153.
“Huh? Why are you going that way? What I’m worried about isn’t your preferences but this part.”
Jegal Jaeryeong’s gaze turned toward Seol Mujin’s center(?).
“This part is fine too!”
“Have you tried using it?”
“W-well, not that, but… Why are you nitpicking about my functions!”
“Hehehe…”
It seemed like Jegal Jaeryeong was the one who had been drinking.
The next day, Seol Mujin woke up early and headed to the Wangho Association.
It was to check how far the plan to unify the Central Plains’ underworld and gather war funds had progressed.
Since he had made an appointment the day before, all fifteen gang leaders from Jinan’s underworld had gathered at the Wangho Association.
When Seol Mujin appeared, the gang leaders who had been in the second floor office all stood up abruptly and bowed.
“We greet Seol Podoo!”
At their booming voices, Seol Mujin muttered, “Just like thugs to be so loud,” then gestured for them to sit down.
A map of the Central Plains hung on one wall of the office.
“Did you all hear the explanation from Jegal Hooju?”
“Yes!”
“Keep your voices down. You’ll wake up the whole neighborhood.”
The map showed fourteen counties in Shandong Province, including Janggu County, Cheonggu County, and Sasu County.
Seol Mujin pointed at the map and asked Zhuge Sangun.
“Are those marked places what we need to take over first?”
Since other gang leaders were present, he spoke informally to Zhuge Sangun.
“That’s right. If we mobilize General Manager Byeon Taebang and his disciples, we can take them over within a month.”
By disciples, he meant the kids who had trained martial arts at the orphanage.
Seol Mujin was concerned about mobilizing even the kids, but there were quite a few sixteen-year-olds at the orphanage.
In martial sects, it was common for disciples to debut in Murim at sixteen.
He couldn’t treat the kids like little children forever, and the kids themselves wanted to participate voluntarily.
So Seol Mujin allowed what the kids wanted, with the condition that it would only be for a few years.
“I’ll say it again – human trafficking and opium are forbidden.”
“Of course. We’ll strictly follow the rules that apply in Jinan.”
“The other gang leaders have no complaints about this plan, right?”
Of course, there couldn’t be no complaints at all.
The gang leaders had to leave Jinan, the territory they had cultivated for years or even decades, and settle in other regions.
Still, they had no choice because Seol Mujin wanted it.
If they refused here, their gangs would be wiped out that very day.
Moreover, with just a little hardship in an unfamiliar place, they might actually earn more than they did in Jinan.
In Jinan, they were just one of many gang leaders, but if they went to other counties, they would become the sole leader.
The saying “better to be the head of a snake than the tail of a dragon” exists for a reason.
So the gang leaders answered with a spirited “Yes!”
“Good. The smart Jegal Hooju must have made a good plan. There’s only one reason I wanted to see you all early in the morning. Just do what you’re told. Then I’ll make sure you live comfortably for the rest of your lives without getting a drop of water on your hands. I’m not proposing marriage.”
Everyone burst into laughter at Seol Mujin’s joke.
“Well then, good work. Jegal Hooju stays, everyone else go back.”
Though it was a brief meeting, there was a huge difference between Seol Mujin speaking directly and not speaking at all.
Until now, Seol Mujin had thoroughly kept every promise he made with his own mouth.
Since Seol Mujin had made a promise to the gang leaders today, they would be able to leave Jinan much more at ease.
After all the gang leaders had left, Zhuge Sangun said.
“It seems you had a drink yesterday.”
“Do I smell like alcohol?”
“Please invite me too if there’s a good occasion.”
“Then let’s have a drink today.”
Since he had unified the Odaesega as well, there were no urgent matters for the time being.
He would need to visit Cheongseong and Jongnam sects because of Sa Hwangja, but it wasn’t something to rush.
“A suitable site for establishing a new sect has come up. It’s an open area at the entrance of Hangno Mountain north of Jinan, about five li away from houses – neither too far nor too close. The feng shui there is absolutely amazing.”
“Jegal Hooju, you can read such things too?”
“The Jegal Family teaches all sorts of things. Even though I was a cast-out child, I still learned by watching. But how much funding are you thinking of?”
“Use as much as needed. You can bill the money to Yeon Luju of Yeonji-ru.”
“When can the disciples join?”
“Shouldn’t we build the buildings first? They’ll need a place to stay when they come.”
“How many disciples are you thinking of?”
Seol Mujin couldn’t readily grasp the scope of that either.
Myeoncheonhoe, Mueun-pa, and Saho-mun were the currently confirmed forces.
But it wouldn’t end with just those three sects.
“Think of it as around two to three thousand people.”
“What? You mean up to three thousand people?”
“If it’s the maximum, there could be even more.”
“With that many people, we wouldn’t be inferior to the Nine Great Sects or Odaesega.”
“It’s about quality over quantity. Of course, raising the level won’t be easy.”
“That’s true. If we’re not careful, it could become a ragtag bunch of misfits.”
For a martial sect to gain power is an extremely difficult and time-consuming task.
Most first-rate masters are already affiliated with sects, and the martial arts of unaffiliated martial artists are mostly nothing special.
“For a martial sect to become prestigious, it must have strong exclusive martial arts. Only then will people gather to learn those techniques. The reason prestigious sects in Murim have been limited to the Nine Sects and One Alliance and Odaesega for hundreds of years is because of this. Sects that unite and disperse based on profit and greed don’t last long. That’s why there are no prestigious sects with long histories in the unorthodox path.”
“But we’re also planning to create a sect that’s between orthodox and unorthodox, aren’t we?”
“The Sichuan Tang Family and Murong Family, which are called orthodox, can strictly speaking be seen as between orthodox and unorthodox too. What’s important is probably history and influence on Murim.”
Determining the sect’s identity in advance was an important agenda.
Since Myeoncheonhoe, Mueun-pa, and Saho-mun weren’t orthodox sects, and he didn’t want to establish an unorthodox sect, he had casually defined it as between orthodox and unorthodox.
But if the identity was defined ambiguously, it would most likely become an unorthodox sect.
If disciples couldn’t clearly recognize their position, no matter how much the sect leader claimed to be orthodox, it would likely become an empty cry.
“Could even a demonic cultivator become orthodox if they cleared their past?”
“It’s not that there haven’t been such people, but shouldn’t the grudges formed as a demonic cultivator be resolved?”
Indeed, one shouldn’t live carelessly.
“I’ll have to think about that problem gradually.”
“Have you thought of a name for the sect?”
“I don’t have much talent for naming…”
“Taking Seol Podoo’s name, how about Mujin-mun, Mujin-pa, or Mujin-bang…”
“Absolutely not.”
“Understood. I’ll think of other names.”
The sect’s name wasn’t the only thing Seol Mujin had to worry about.
After parting with Zhuge Sangun and returning home, Hwangbo Cheonak was waiting for him.
Hwangbo Cheonak’s expression, saying he had something to discuss, was quite grave.
“You look serious.”
“It’s about the new sect.”
“I coincidentally had something to talk about regarding that too, so this works out well.”
Hwangbo Cheonak asked.
“If I become the sect leader, I’ll have to teach martial arts to the disciples, right?”
“That would be good, but you can’t teach Hwangbo Family martial arts, can you?”
“Right. That’s one of my concerns. But it would also be strange for me, as the sect leader, to pass down different martial arts to the disciples.”
“Even if it’s strange, it can’t be helped.”
“Do you have martial arts to pass down?”
“If I really tried to pass something down, it’s not that I don’t have anything. But still, the appearance would be a bit…”
“Then we should go with the strange-looking one.”
“Do you really think so?”
Hwangbo Cheonak spoke with a rather serious expression.
“I’m not going to end a new sect in my generation, am I? I can’t and don’t want to be sect leader for a thousand or ten thousand years. I’ll have to pass it on to the right person at the right time. Then the sect leader after me would be someone who has learned the sect’s exclusive martial arts.”
“Then we’d need to have a separate martial arts master.”
“Wouldn’t Byeon Chongwan be able to do it? But where did the martial arts that Byeon Chongwan learned come from?”
“It’s the martial arts of the already destroyed Hyeongi Gate. Now, Byeon Chongwan and I are probably the only ones in Murim who have learned those martial arts.”
Hwangbo Cheonak tilted his head.
“Your sword technique and Byeon Chongwan’s seemed different though?”
“It’s probably because our internal energy mind techniques are different. And my martial arts, while based on Hyeongi Gate, have been slightly modified.”
What the Triplets had passed down was only the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, but frequent sparring inevitably led to influence.
That influence worked in a good direction, making it martial arts far more advanced than the original Hyeongi Gate martial arts.
“If Hyeongi Gate is already destroyed, wouldn’t it be okay to pass down their martial arts? They’re strong enough and there’s no one to complain.”
It wasn’t a bad idea.
“Byeon Chongwan does have another role though…”
Unifying the Central Plains Black Society wasn’t a small task either.
But that work didn’t necessarily require Byeon Taebang.
If he just laid the foundation in the beginning, the orphanage kids could finish it up afterward.
“I’ll discuss it with Byeon Chongwan. And there’s one more thing – the identity issue of the new sect.”
“You said you’d go somewhere between righteous and evil?”
“Are you okay with that?”
If the eldest son of the Hwangbo Family established a sect between righteous and evil, the righteous sects wouldn’t look favorably upon it.
“You’re creating a sect to help Samhwangja Jeonha, aren’t you?”
Seol Mujin didn’t deny it.
“That’s the biggest reason. But I don’t plan to disband it once I reach my goal. I hope it will last for a long time.”
“I think so too. That’s why we need exclusive martial arts. For long-term survival, being a righteous sect is better than an ambiguous identity like between righteous and evil.”
“The problem is that the disciples aren’t righteous sect people.”
“That can be changed.”
“What about the grudges they’ve formed in their lives?”
“If there’s responsibility to take, we’ll take it.”
“That simply?”
Hwangbo Cheonak chuckled.
“Having lived as a scoundrel, I found that resolution isn’t that difficult.”
“Do as you see fit. You’re the sect leader. So about that, you name the sect too. It’s your sect.”
“I’m not good at naming things.”
“Ask Namgung Sojo then. But when are you two getting married?”
“Ma-marriage?”
“Aren’t you going to?”
“I-I should.”
“Do it quickly while you can. If you get busy later, you might not have time.”
“I’ll discuss it with Hyemin.”
Hwangbo Cheonak brought up another topic to escape from the subject of marriage.
“I heard you unified Odaesega?”
“Not quite unification, but we agreed to unite our intentions.”
“Is Odaesega jumping into the imperial succession struggle in earnest?”
“Not fighting would be best, but I can’t guarantee that.”
“If we must fight, I won’t just stand by and watch. Know that I’ll participate as sect leader if the new sect is established, or as a member of Hwangbo Sega if it’s before then.”
“If you help, I’d be grateful. Did you discuss it with Namgung Sojo?”
“Actually, Hyemin brought it up first. She said she wanted to repay even a little of the debt she owes you.”
“What debt.”
“Is there nothing you need right now?”
“You seem bored with just doing internal energy cultivation?”
“It is tedious.”
“I happen to have business with Jeoncheongpa and Jongnampa.”
Seol Mujin briefly told him about the matter concerning Sa Hwangja.
“So Gudaemunpa has also jumped into this mayhem?”
“It’s not certain, so I’m going to confirm. While I’m there, it would be good if I can draw them to our side.”
“Then let’s go together.”
“Us?”
“Hyemin and I are practically one body.”
“Are you bragging?”
“You lose if you’re envious. Hehehe…”
The happy appearance of Hwangbo Cheonak and Namgung Hyemin was pleasant to see.
After leaving the house, the person Seol Mujin visited was Yeon Gok.
These days, Yeon Gok was living almost like a gentleman of leisure.
“Doctor Yeon. I came because I have something to ask you.”
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