My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 48

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48.

 

“They’re intensively developing the Junggeun and Seonyu acupoints. These are places that any Internal Energy Mind Technique must pass through, and when those two areas develop, the flow of energy becomes much smoother. You’ve grasped the pulse well. Next is… that posture is good.”

 

At Seol Mantong’s words, Seol Ryeoseon burst out shouting.

 

“What’s good about that posture! And how does someone who can’t even read know so much about that?”

 

“It’s marked with red dots in the illustrations.”

 

“You’re always so quick-witted.”

 

“I’m someone who became the world’s greatest master with that quick wit.”

 

Seol Changho couldn’t stand it and burst out shouting.

 

“If you want to fight, go outside and fight! Don’t make such a racket!”

 

“Tch!”

 

“Hmph!”

 

Seol Changho really studied the Mutual Life Heaven Technique earnestly.

 

If two people who completely understood this martial art practiced the mind technique together with Intimate Pleasure, the speed of accumulating internal energy would likely be several times faster.

 

“On top of that, bad energy would be expelled with sweat, so if done well, we could even expect the effects of Beolmo Sesu. Amazing. Truly amazing. If I had a partner, I’d want to learn it directly.”

 

To Seol Changho’s muttering, Seol Mantong replied.

 

“Yours is still half-baked, so it won’t work, right?”

 

“This bastard, really!”

 

“What are you guys doing here?”

 

Seol Mujin, who seemed to have washed his face as water was dripping from it, belatedly discovered that the blanket had been removed and turned his head.

 

“Wh… why are you looking at that?”

 

Seol Changho said.

 

“Brother, you absolutely must learn this.”

 

“Me? Why?”

 

“Because it’s a supreme divine technique.”

 

“Is it really that excellent?”

 

Watching Seol Mujin who couldn’t even turn his head while having a conversation, they thought there was a long way to go.

 

“It’s a gift from the Illusion Enchantress. Wouldn’t it be rude not to accept the gift?”

 

“It’s such a one-sided gift though…”

 

Seol Changho grabbed Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong’s arms and went inside, saying.

 

“Study it well by yourself. If it’s you, brother, you’ll be able to grasp the essence.”

 

“I… I have to stay here alone looking at that?”

 

“Why? Want us to stay with you?”

 

“No, that’s not it.”

 

When the triplets went inside, Seol Mujin let out a long sigh alone.

 

“Why did Miss Hwa give something like this as a gift?”

 

Seol Mujin glanced at the illustrations.

 

If they were poorly drawn illustrations, it would be much easier to look at, but the problem was they were drawn too well.

 

Seol Mujin, who had been looking outside with his back to the illustrations, clenched his molars.

 

Since he had to learn it anyway, he had to face it head-on.

 

He had never turned away from reality even once in his life, and now was no different.

 

Since what must be done must be done, Seol Mujin turned around resolutely.

 

His face turned red.

 

If only he had lost his virginity, it wouldn’t be this difficult.

 

***

 

Seol Mantong picked up rice with his chopsticks and asked Seol Mujin.

 

“Brother, why are your eyes so red? Couldn’t you sleep last night?”

 

“Huh? No, I slept well though?”

 

“Really? You look like you had a sleepless night.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon placed deodeok on Seol Mujin’s rice and said.

 

“Brother, eat lots of this. They say it’s good for stamina.”

 

“Pfft!”

 

The triplets giggled at Seol Mujin’s flustered appearance.

 

“Are you enjoying teasing me?”

 

“Nothing could be more satisfying. Heh heh heh…”

 

After eating breakfast, they each picked up their swords.

 

It was morning sparring time.

 

Though no one had decided it, their daily routine had somehow become established.

 

After finishing morning sparring, they would review the process of their matches and then spend the morning with breathing circulation techniques.

 

After lunch was each person’s individual training time.

 

The martial art Seol Mujin devoted the most time to was Traceless Ten Thousand Li Wind.

 

Since it was a martial art he learned late, he had to invest that much more time in it.

 

After spending the afternoon that way, they would eat again and then spar.

 

As their coordination gradually improved, they could spar as intensely as real combat.

 

Even when the triplets were at Mingjiao, they had never sparred this intensely with each other.

 

And then more breathing circulation techniques.

 

When the triplets went to sleep, that’s when Seol Mujin had to spend time in front of the illustrations.

 

At first his face would naturally turn red, but once he grasped the essence of the martial art, he was no longer embarrassed.

 

He couldn’t help but constantly admire Hwa Yeonshim, who had created a martial art like the Mutual Life Heaven Technique.

 

And he even felt grateful to her for giving him such a gift.

 

The same days passed by without rest, and when Seol Mujin’s beard began to look disgusting, Seol Ryeoseon asked.

 

“How long has it been since we came here?”

 

They had counted the days for the first two weeks, but after that no one paid attention.

 

“Well? About a month?”

 

At Seol Mantong’s answer, Seol Changho shook his head.

 

“It must have been a month and a half.”

 

Seol Mujin asked in surprise.

 

“It’s been that long? Everyone must be worried.”

 

“Brother, have you fully grasped the essence of the Mutual Life Heaven Technique?”

 

Now when the Mutual Life Heaven Technique was mentioned, he no longer blushed.

 

“Not completely, but I’ve managed to get it all into my head.”

 

Seol Mujin continued while looking at the house.

 

“I think it’s time to leave now.”

 

A month wasn’t a very long time, but they had truly accomplished so much.

 

Not just Seol Mujin, but the Triplets as well.

 

It was time when they had taken a big step closer to their former selves from their days as the Three Grand Elders of the Bright Cult.

 

Seol Mujin said.

 

“Let’s go back tomorrow.”

 

Hwa Yeonshim had told them to completely destroy the house, but Seol Mujin only erased the illustrations on the walls.

 

What Yeon Hwashim wanted was probably just to get rid of the illustrations.

 

“Just collapsing the house would be simple, so why do something so troublesome?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon asked Seol Mujin as he scraped the walls with his sword.

 

“This is a place where memories with you all have accumulated.”

 

“Brother, really.”

 

They stood side by side and looked at the house where they had spent such a short time.

 

“Let’s come back again sometime.”

 

Though no specific date was promised, the Triplets nodded at Seol Mujin’s words.

 

“Yes.”

 

***

 

For them who were traveling on a journey-like path, it was an unexpected incident.

 

On a quiet mountain path, just as they were feeling hungry and thinking ‘Should we hunt something?’, a blood-covered man suddenly appeared.

 

And the man held out a wooden case to them that was about one ja long and four chi wide.

 

“This… this… to the Namgung Family…”

 

And then he died.

 

Seol Mujin, who received the blood-stained wooden case, looked around the surroundings.

 

What were the odds of receiving something from a dying person on such a secluded mountain path?

 

That’s why he became suspicious.

 

Could this be a planned incident to trap them?

 

The Triplets had similar thoughts, but there was no one around except for them.

 

“Is this really a coincidence? What should we do?”

 

At Seol Mujin’s question, Seol Mantong said.

 

“First, we need to see what it is.”

 

“But that doesn’t seem proper…”

 

“That bastard who just threw this at us and died, was he being proper?”

 

Seol Mantong pointed at the corpse that was still bleeding from its stomach.

 

Seol Mujin looked down at the wooden case in his hand.

 

“It seems like he died protecting this.”

 

Honestly, he was curious.

 

Suddenly, Seol Changho snatched the wooden case and clicked it open.

 

“Changho!”

 

Inside the wooden case was a scroll wrapped in silk string.

 

“It looks like a letter?”

 

This time, Seol Ryeoseon took out the scroll and untied the silk string.

 

It all happened before Seol Mujin could do anything about it.

 

“What does it say?”

 

At Seol Mantong’s question, who was illiterate, Seol Ryeoseon read the letter’s contents.

 

“Wishing for the infinite prosperity of the Imperial Sword Family and Namgung Family, the cornerstones of Murim’s long history, I send this letter. Under the clear sky, blah blah blah, the people suffering in hardship, yada yada…”

 

Seol Ryeoseon skipped the meaningless parts and recited the final sentence.

 

“We earnestly hope for your family’s participation in the Shandong gathering to be held on the third day of the coming mid-autumn. Personal letter from Third Prince Ju Cheonmyeong of the Great Ming Empire.”

 

Those last two lines left everyone speechless.

 

If this letter was real, it was an invitation from the Third Prince of the Imperial Palace to the Namgung Family.

 

It was an unwritten rule passed down for thousands of years that Murim and the Government Office should maintain distance from each other.

 

Of course, they didn’t completely cut off relations.

 

It often happened that the Emperor would visit Shaolin Temple, the sacred ground of the Buddhist Sect, or Wudang Sect, the leader of the Taoist Sect, to offer sacrifices.

 

But that was limited to extremely religious events.

 

Yet a prince of the Imperial Palace was secretly meeting with a Murim force, and the Namgung Family no less, who could be called the leader among the Five Great Families?

 

Even though the Bright Cult had stayed in the outskirts of the Central Plains for a long time, they had never been negligent in gathering information.

 

So they knew well that the relationship between the Government Office and Murim, like river water and well water that don’t invade each other, hadn’t changed.

 

But this letter was suggesting the possibility that two lines that had maintained distance might merge.

 

“A secret meeting between the Imperial Palace and Murim at a time like this is ominous.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon nodded at Seol Changho’s words.

 

“Exactly. The First Prince, who should become Crown Prince, is lying on a sickbed, and it’s a chaotic time with the remaining three princes competing to become Crown Prince.”

 

“Civil uprisings are happening frequently everywhere too. There are even talks that the Spring and Autumn Warring States period might arrive.”

 

The more the country split apart, the more the common people would inevitably suffer the most.

 

Seol Ryeoseon asked.

 

“This has nothing to do with us, so should we just throw it away?”

 

That was also a good way to avoid getting involved in unnecessary trouble.

 

But Seol Mujin couldn’t bring himself to refuse the last request of the dead.

 

“The Namgung Family isn’t far from here. Let’s stop by briefly.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon waved the letter and said.

 

“Brother, you know this is a dangerous item, right?”

 

“I found out thanks to you breaking the seal.”

 

Seol Mujin put the letter in the wooden case and closed the lid.

 

Click!

 

“We never opened this. We don’t know whether this is shit or soybean paste.”

 

Seol Mantong muttered, “It’s shit. It smells foul.”

 

Seol Mujin asked as he set his direction toward the Namgung Family.

 

“But judging from the letter’s contents, it doesn’t seem like this is the first contact between the Third Prince and the Namgung Family, right?”

 

Seol Changho said.

 

“It does seem that way. It’s frustrating that we don’t know what kind of person the current Namgung Family Head is since he changed while we were in Mingjiao Thunder Prison.”

 

Including the time they were imprisoned in Thunder Prison and the time they spent growing up as triplets, they had been away from Murim for roughly twenty years.

 

There were exactly two things they needed to do when they went to the Namgung Family.

 

Deliver the wooden case.

 

Firmly insist they hadn’t looked at the contents.

 

Actually, it was something Seol Mujin would handle alone.

 

They wouldn’t ask the triplets about such things anyway.

 

When Seol Mujin arrived at the Namgung Family estate, he was amazed by its enormous scale.

 

The Hwangbo Family Estate had been large too, but the Namgung Family estate was much more spacious and the buildings were more splendid.

 

“But is something going on?”

 

Seol Ryeoseon tilted her head because the main gate was bustling with people.

 

Since it was the Namgung Family, having many guests was natural, but the long line of horses and carriages was certainly a rare sight.

 

Moreover, they were even taking guest registries on one side.

 

There were three lines for the guest registry: one for people with invitations, one for people without invitations, and the last seemed to be for receiving distinguished guests who only needed to write their names to pass through.

 

From the conversations of the bustling people, Seol Mujin learned that today was the fiftieth birthday of Namgung Bongseong, the head of the Namgung Family.

 

As they say, every day you go turns out to be market day – what timing to arrive on such a day.

 

Seol Mujin had no choice but to take his place in the line for those without invitations.

 

Not only martial artists but also merchants and people wearing official robes were visible.

 

Only after waiting for two hours could Seol Mujin finally stand before the person writing the guest registry.

 

“Your affiliation and name, please.”

 

It was an extremely businesslike tone.

 

“Seol Mujin, head constable of Jinan.”

 

The man in his mid-twenties who was writing the guest registry looked up at Seol Mujin with a “Huh?” expression.

 

“Why would a head constable from Jinan come all the way here…?”

 

Shandong Province and Anhui Province were even in different provinces.

 

“I have something to deliver to the Family Head.”

 

“You didn’t come for the Family Head’s birthday celebration?”

 

Seol Mujin briefly showed the wooden case only to the person writing the guest registry.

 

And he spoke in a low voice.

 

“Someone who appeared to be a warrior of the Namgung Family gave this to me and died. I came to deliver this to the Namgung Family at that person’s request.”

 

All sorts of people came to the Namgung Family, but this was too important a matter to dismiss as a lie.

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