My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 18

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18.

 

When Go Bongsu came running over, the children holding wrapping cloths in their arms took on a highly guarded stance.

 

“It’s okay. I’m not a bad person.”

 

“Who are you?”

 

“Do you remember the person who was shouting when you were kidnapped under the bridge?”

 

“Ah!”

 

Fortunately, the children remembered Go Bongsu’s voice.

 

“But what happened? I clearly saw you being kidnapped.”

 

“Some older brother saved us.”

 

Go Bongsu recalled the young man who had chased after the carriage.

 

“That brother saved us, fed us, and bought us lots of delicious things like this.”

 

“Who was that brother?”

 

The children looked at each other’s faces and shook their heads.

 

“We don’t know. He just said he was sorry he couldn’t take better care of us and left. It seemed like he got hurt badly trying to save us…”

 

Suddenly, Go Bongsu’s heart stirred with emotion.

 

A young man who saved the children yet felt sorry for not being able to care for them more.

 

Even in a world overflowing with evil people, there are always righteous people who are like light and salt.

 

It was deeply regrettable that he didn’t know who that young man was.

 

‘If there’s a connection, we’ll meet again.’

 

***

 

When he pulled out the tree branch stuck in his forearm, a low groan burst from Seol Mujin’s mouth.

 

“Ugh!”

 

Then Seol Ryeoseon shouted angrily at Yeon Gok.

 

“Treat him without causing pain!”

 

Feeling sorry for the startled Yeon Gok, Seol Mujin said.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

“Brother! What do you mean you’re fine! That’s why you shouldn’t do unnecessary things!”

 

“I couldn’t just stand by and watch when children were being kidnapped.”

 

Yeon Gok nodded vigorously.

 

“That’s a very admirable mindset, young hero.”

 

Having heard about the relationship between Samtaesang and Seol Mujin, Yeon Gok didn’t dare speak casually to him.

 

—If you treat my brother carelessly, I won’t let it slide.

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s threat was still vivid in his ears.

 

“Don’t say unnecessary things. It’ll be troublesome if our brother decides to become a chivalrous hero.”

 

“Wouldn’t it be good to become a chivalrous hero?”

 

“What?”

 

“You’ll be incredibly popular with the ladies of Murim.”

 

Seol Mantong, who had been making a puzzled expression at Yeon Gok’s words, nodded vigorously.

 

“That’s right! Physician Yeon, you’re smarter than you look.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon burst out shouting.

 

“Smart my foot! Who learns martial arts just to pick up women!”

 

“It’s good to have a clear purpose. Get stronger in martial arts and get women too. Good for everyone, killing two birds with one stone, catching crayfish while digging ditches.”

 

“That perverted fool who only thinks about women! Brother! You absolutely must not listen to him!”

 

“I won’t learn martial arts because of women. Actually, I realized something today. If I hadn’t learned martial arts, I wouldn’t have been able to save those kids. So I’m grateful to you all. I’ll study hard from now on.”

 

Seol Changho perched his bottom on the table to match eye level with Seol Mujin.

 

“Brother will definitely become a rare master in Murim.”

 

“Come on, what am I…”

 

“When you chased the carriage, you said you infused Internal Energy into your Lightness Skill, right?”

 

“Yeah. It just happened somehow.”

 

“How many people do you think can infuse Internal Energy into martial techniques when they haven’t even been learning martial arts for a month?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon, who had been thinking for a moment, spoke.

 

“None. Even I, who am called a martial arts genius, took six months.”

 

Seol Mantong quickly said.

 

“I took five months.”

 

“What nonsense? You were slower than me!”

 

“Do you have proof I was slower?”

 

Seol Changho sighed lightly as he watched the two bickering.

 

Those two are definitely arguing without even remembering.

 

“So brother, think ahead about what you’ll do when you become a master of Murim.”

 

“There’s no guarantee I’ll become a master…”

 

“Of course you will. We’re the greatest masters under heaven.”

 

“Right! There’s no way you won’t!”

 

“If it doesn’t work out, we’ll make it work!”

 

Seol Mujin made a puzzled expression.

 

“But there’s only one greatest master under heaven. You’re three people. Who’s the greatest?”

 

The three shouted in unison.

 

“Me!”

 

Naturally, a storm passed through, and the damage was entirely Yeon Gok’s burden.

 

“My inkstone, needles, chair, and even the painting I bought for twenty nyang…”

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s small hand was placed in front of Yeon Gok, who looked ready to cry.

 

“Hand it over.”

 

“What?”

 

“Tsk—!”

 

“Ah!”

 

Yeon Gok took out a box made of ebony from the drawer.

 

“This is the last one.”

 

“That’s what you think.”

 

“I don’t even have money for materials anymore.”

 

“Hey, if you want to make more, I’ll give you the material costs.”

 

“Do you think making Lotus Empress Attack Pills is easy? I lost ten pounds in the last ten days! Can’t you see how gaunt my cheeks have become?”

 

“Take some tonic medicine. You’re good at making those.”

 

“Give me money first before saying such things!”

 

Seol Ryeoseon completely ignored Yeon Gok’s words by saying ‘We’re leaving.’

 

“What is that?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon smiled at Seol Mujin’s question.

 

“Medicine to make our big brother stronger.”

 

“There’s medicine like that?”

 

Seol Mantong grumbled.

 

“Everyone gets to take medicine except me.”

 

“Ask Yeon Gok to make some for you.”

 

“Oh? That would work! I’ll be right back!”

 

“That fool.”

 

Not long after they arrived home, Seol Mantong returned with his shoulders drooping.

 

“Do you guys have ten thousand silver coins?”

 

Seol Changho asked.

 

“Do you know how much money ten thousand coins is?”

 

“Ten thousand coins is… ten thousand coins.”

 

“Never mind, just prepare for the Energy Transfer Great Method.”

 

Since they absolutely couldn’t be disturbed, they first secured the door tightly.

 

Not knowing what was happening, Seol Mujin bathed and purified himself, then sat in lotus position on the room floor.

 

“Big brother, here.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon held out the box containing the Lotus Empress Attack Pill to Seol Mujin.

 

“What is this?”

 

“It will widen the meridians through which Internal Force flows and strengthen the walls to increase your Internal Energy.”

 

“Is it okay for me to take something so precious?”

 

“You’re taking it because you’re my big brother.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon moved behind Seol Mujin and placed her palm on his back.

 

“Big brother, just circulate the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. We’ll take care of the rest.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s final words ‘It might hurt a little’ were concerning.

 

Behind Seol Ryeoseon, Seol Mantong and Seol Changho sat side by side and placed their palms on her vital points.

 

Her Internal Energy was still insufficient to perform the Energy Transfer Great Method alone.

 

“Big brother. Start your energy circulation.”

 

Seol Mujin slowly circulated the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

 

Warm Internal Force seeped through his back and merged with the energy Seol Mujin was circulating.

 

The thought ‘This is fine’ was too hasty.

 

When passing through Jangmunhyeol and reaching Seongyeonhyeol, sudden intense pain rushed in.

 

What Seol Ryeoseon called ‘a little’ was definitely not ‘a little’ at all.

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s voice pierced into his mind.

 

“Don’t stop the Energy Circulation! Maintain your posture!”

 

A groan of ‘Ugh!’ burst out involuntarily.

 

His mind went blank and he couldn’t think of anything, but Seol Ryeoseon’s Internal Energy showed him the path to follow.

 

Following that energy and circulating it was pure instinct.

 

The pain flowed along with the moving Internal Force.

 

It felt like a hedgehog was passing through his blood vessels.

 

That pain didn’t end with just One Cycle Circulation.

 

Seol Mujin, struggling desperately to circulate his energy, hoped this pain would end quickly.

 

Good things and bad things alike are bound to end eventually.

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s Internal Force that had guided him to his dantian no longer moved.

 

As the warm energy circled around his dantian, the pain gradually disappeared.

 

“Whew—!”

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s long breath was felt on Seol Mujin’s back.

 

“Brother, you worked hard.”

 

Only after the hand left his back did Seol Mujin open his eyes.

 

He belatedly realized that sweat dripping from his face had thoroughly soaked his pants.

 

While performing the Energy Transfer Great Method, it was painfully agonizing, but after it ended, he felt refreshed like the day after recovering from a fever.

 

Seol Mujin turned his head and was startled.

 

The Triplets were also thoroughly soaked as if they had gone into water and come out.

 

“Because of me… thank you.”

 

Seol Changho said.

 

“Someone once said. Family members don’t say thank you to each other.”

 

***

 

“You bastard! How is this Bokhwaju!”

 

“Gah! My neck… neck!”

 

Seol Mantong hit Seol Ryeoseon’s arm as if he was about to suffocate, but Seol Ryeoseon, who had climbed onto his back, had no intention of loosening the arm wrapped around his neck.

 

The Bokhwaju that Seol Mantong made after postponing the promised time twice was absolutely not Bokhwaju.

 

If Seol Mujin hadn’t come to stop her, he might have become the first person in the Central Plains to die from making alcohol wrong.

 

“Ryeoseon! Stop it!”

 

“Let go! I’m going to kill that bastard!”

 

Seol Ryeoseon’s struggling showed just how serious she was about alcohol.

 

“Why are you so angry?”

 

“That bastard said he’d make Bokhwaju but made some other alcohol instead!”

 

“Bokhwaju… is that alcohol?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Seol Mujin asked with a bewildered expression.

 

“You’re going to drink alcohol?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Ryeoseon, you?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Um… You’re five years old though?”

 

“What do you mean five years old! You need to add a hundred in front!”

 

“But your body…”

 

Seol Mujin lifted Seol Ryeoseon and dangled her in the air.

 

“Drinking with this body seems like a crime?”

 

“The crime was committed by that bastard Mantong! He said he’d make Bokhwaju but made a different alcohol! It’s fraud! Fraud!”

 

Seol Mantong had something to say too.

 

“Damn it! What am I supposed to do when the water’s no good!”

 

“What? You said water doesn’t matter!”

 

“How can water not matter when making alcohol! Water is the most important thing! Being so ignorant about alcohol yet babbling about being a drinking expert or whatever. You should be ashamed!”

 

“That bastard’s got such a loose mouth…!”

 

Seol Mujin hugged the struggling Seol Ryeoseon tightly and asked.

 

“Just how bad does the alcohol taste for you to act like this?”

 

“It’s not Bokhwaju!”

 

“So you’re saying the alcohol tastes bad?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon rolled her eyes upward in thought and smacked her lips.

 

“Well, it doesn’t seem bad, but it’s still not the Bokhwaju I wanted. That alcohol’s aftertaste is too bland. It doesn’t have that distinctive sharp taste of Bokhwaju. Alcohol that can’t make your chest burn isn’t real alcohol. Alcohol should be fiery!”

 

“If you want something fiery, you could just drink cheap Baekju.”

 

“That bastard, to the very end!”

 

“Only you dislike that alcohol – any ordinary drinker would go crazy for it!”

 

“What nonsense! Is that even alcohol? It’s just water mixed with fruit and tea!”

 

“Try tasting that alcohol yourself, hyung, and see if it’s good or not!”

 

“Right! Oppa, you judge it!”

 

“Me? But I can’t drink alcohol?”

 

Even though he worked at the pleasure house, he had never even touched alcohol to his lips.

 

“Does it make sense for a man of seventeen to not be able to drink?”

 

After acting like she wanted to kill him until now, Seol Ryeoseon agreed with Seol Mantong’s words.

 

“Exactly! A real man should be able to drink three mal of alcohol in one sitting!”

 

“With four women by his side!”

 

“That bastard, every time he opens his mouth.”

 

Seol Changho leaned against the wall of the main hall and quietly watched the scene.

 

When Seol Ryeoseon first tried to kill Seol Mantong, he thought it was natural.

 

At best, what more could happen than death?

 

But then Seol Mujin came to stop them, and as the conversation continued, something came to mind.

 

The gradually forming picture of the future brought a smile to Seol Changho’s lips.

 

So he stepped forward.

 

“Hyung, try drinking some.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong, who had been pulling each other’s hair, looked at Seol Changho with ‘Huh?’ expressions.

 

Seol Changho’s principle was that people making important decisions should maintain a clear mind, so they shouldn’t drink alcohol.

 

That’s why Seol Changho hadn’t touched a single drop of alcohol since becoming the family head at thirty-two.

 

But telling Seol Mujin to drink alcohol?

 

“What would I know from drinking it?”

 

“If hyung, who’s drinking alcohol for the first time, thinks it’s good, then it must be really good alcohol, right?”

 

There was strangely some logic to that.

 

“Then should I just taste it a little?”

 

Seol Mujin was also curious about what kind of alcohol it was that made those two cause such a commotion.

 

Seol Mantong filled a jan to the brim and handed it to him.

 

“Drink it all down in one go.”

 

Seol Mujin moistened his lips with his tongue and carefully brought the jan to his mouth.

 

As soon as the alcohol touched his tongue, his expression wrinkled.

 

“It’s bitter?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon raised an objection.

 

“What do you mean bitter? It’s completely like water.”

 

“How can you tell the taste by sipping it like that? Drink it all at once!”

 

With a ‘Whatever! I don’t care!’ attitude, Seol Mujin downed the entire jan.

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