My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 60
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60.
Hwangbo Hyeonguk said with a long sigh.
“You know that Oryongbang is in the same Shandong Province as us, right?”
“So I’ve heard.”
From his response, it was clear he was hearing the name Oryongbang for the first time.
“Oryongbang has power comparable to the Odaesega.”
“A Black Island faction?”
“There are major powers among the Black Island factions too.”
“Still, it’s just Black Island.”
Somehow, making such a request to Hwangbo Ryeoseon was starting to prick his conscience.
“Lady Hwangbo only needs to provide a little help with what Miss Hwa is doing.”
“Miss Hwa… you mean the Illusion Enchantress? You seem to have become quite close with her?”
“Well, yes?”
“Hmm. You definitely seem to like pretty women. Young or old…”
Sang Chiyeon, who was beside her, poked Hwangbo Ryeoseon in the ribs.
“Young Lady, you just spoke your thoughts out loud.”
Startled, Hwangbo Ryeoseon hurriedly shut her mouth.
Just then, Hwa Yeonshim entered the room.
Given their past history, they were like comrades in a way, so their relationship wasn’t bad.
“Oh my! How fortunate that all three of you are here.”
As Hwa Yeonshim brightened up, Hwangbo Hyeonguk said,
“We were just talking about Oryongbang with elder brother.”
“Perfect timing. We owe Seol Podoo a debt, so this is our chance to repay it.”
Seol Mujin waved his hands dismissively.
“A debt? That’s nonsense.”
Hwangbo Ryeoseon said,
“It is a debt. A very big debt. If the Illusion Enchantress comes along too…”
Hwa Yeonshim interrupted Hwangbo Ryeoseon.
“Could you call me by a different title instead of Illusion Enchantress?”
“Illusion… Witch?”
As blue veins appeared on Hwa Yeonshim’s forehead, Seol Mujin stepped in.
“It would be better to call her Miss Hwa, like I do.”
“I know she’s well past sixty, so ‘Miss’ is a bit… Maybe Illusion Granny would work.”
The title ‘Granny’ really got under Hwa Yeonshim’s skin.
“You’ll have to taste how spicy this granny’s staff can be.”
“I wonder if you even have the strength to hold a staff at your age.”
He didn’t know why the atmosphere was turning so hostile, but fires that start need to be put out.
“F-first, both of you please calm down…”
“Sister, Miss Hwa and we are on the same side.”
Though Seol Mujin and Hwangbo Hyeonguk tried to mediate, the two women’s glares at each other remained fierce.
Then suddenly, Hwa Yeonshim chuckled.
“I didn’t act my age. It’s not like I don’t understand Lady Hwangbo’s feelings.”
“What feelings of mine do you claim to understand?”
Hwa Yeonshim approached Hwangbo Ryeoseon and linked arms with her.
Then, turning her back to Seol Mujin, she whispered something to Hwangbo Ryeoseon.
She created a barrier with internal energy, so he couldn’t hear what was being said.
When the two women turned around, smiles had appeared on both their faces.
“Yes, sister. Just say the word. I’ll help you with anything.”
Huh? Sister?
“Ho ho ho! Our little sister has such a fiery personality, I like it!”
These women change more unpredictably than seasonal weather!
Anyway, it seemed their relationship had improved, which was fortunate.
Hwangbo Ryeoseon said,
“With sister here too, couldn’t we just completely crush Oryongbang?”
Hwangbo Hyeonguk said with a sigh,
“I already told you Oryongbang isn’t some minor faction – their power is almost equal to our family’s.”
“That’s something we’ll only know after we fight.”
Hwa Yeonshim said,
“I know a bit about Oryongbang, and I hear they’ve been secretly communicating with the government lately.”
Hwa Yeonshim winked at Seol Mujin without the others noticing.
He could roughly guess what she was thinking.
Hwangbo Hyeonguk said,
“Even Murim forces can’t completely cut ties with the government. The Hwangbo Family Estate also has considerable dealings with officials.”
“What if it’s not just simple government?”
“What do you mean…?”
“For instance… the Imperial Palace?”
“What?”
***
Namgung Cheolsang, who came to Yeonji-ru, was disguised as One-Eye and unrecognizable.
“This is an important matter requiring secrecy.”
The importance of this matter was evident just from Namgung Cheolsang coming personally.
What Namgung Cheolsang handed over was a black wooden box about one ja square.
“The important thing is the letter inside the box. The Seolbaekju I included is a gift for the Third Prince. I hear he’s a famous wine lover.”
“One bottle might disappoint the Third Prince, don’t you think?”
“If he wants to drink more, he’ll have to come to Jinan.”
“Right. The one who wants it should come.”
Namgung Cheolsang reminded Seol Mujin of the importance of the letter in the box.
“This must not be leaked to the outside under any circumstances.”
“Understood.”
After delivering the box, Namgung Cheolsang bought three bottles of Seolbaekju and returned to the Namgung Family, while Seol Mujin set out for Beijing with the Triplets.
Before leaving, he didn’t forget to entrust the Oryongbang matter to Hwa Yeonshim and Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s group.
“If it comes to it, we’ll just eliminate them all.”
Hwangbo Ryeoseon’s words were somewhat worrying, but he trusted that the experienced Hwa Yeonshim would handle things well.
After leaving downtown Jinan, they chose the pathless mountain interior of Cheoosan.
Seol Ryeoseon climbed onto a granite rock and said to Seol Mujin,
“Brother, we need to start serious internal energy cultivation from now on, right?”
Her tone was somehow ominous.
“Internal energy cultivation? We do that every day.”
“Not that kind of playing around.”
“P-playing around?”
Two hours a day without resting for even a moment, working so hard he wanted to vomit?
Seol Changho said,
“Not being able to beat even a Namgung Family elder is somewhat problematic.”
He had thought it strange that they hadn’t said a word about the fight with Namgung Cheolsang.
So he had inwardly concluded that he had fought well.
He thought fighting evenly with a Namgung Family elder at his age – and not just any elder, but the head elder who was the family head’s brother – was quite good.
But the Triplets thought differently.
Learning martial arts from three supreme masters and even undergoing a month of secluded training, yet unable to defeat just one Namgung Cheolsang?
“It seems like hyung relied only on his talent and neglected his internal energy cultivation.”
“B-but I said I worked hard…”
Seol Mantong said.
“Just working hard isn’t enough. You learned martial arts from us, so you should have crushed someone like Namgung Cheolsang within ten seconds.”
Seol Ryeoseon whispered to Seol Mantong.
“Even we couldn’t do it in ten seconds now.”
“Really? Then twenty seconds?”
“We’d probably need about thirty seconds.”
Seol Changho came to a conclusion.
“Anyway, hyung is still weak. Your internal energy and martial techniques are decent, but the problem is real combat. You reviewed your fight with Namgung Cheolsang, right?”
Seol Mujin nodded.
“Of course.”
“So did you find the problems?”
“About three places?”
Seol Changho spread out all five fingers.
“Five places. If you had shown proper martial techniques and movements in those five places, you could have defeated Namgung Cheolsang.”
Though he couldn’t be as confident as Seol Changho, there had been at least opportunities to gain the upper hand.
Failing to seize those opportunities could indeed be attributed to lack of real combat experience, as Seol Changho said.
There had been no problems when fighting opponents weaker than himself, but when facing a master like Namgung Cheolsang, his lack of experience was bound to stand out.
“While traveling to Beijing, you’ll spar with us, and we’ll do it like real combat.”
“With real swords?”
“As if to kill.”
Seol Mujin looked at the Triplets’ expressions and swallowed dryly.
They were serious.
He probably wouldn’t actually die, but he might get hurt enough to feel like dying.
Seol Ryeoseon opened her mouth with a serious expression.
“Of course, even if you continue cultivating as you are now, oppa will eventually become the world’s greatest martial artist. But you have to be alive for that to be possible.”
Seol Mujin was startled.
“I could die?”
“You know this trip to Beijing isn’t exactly a safe journey either.”
Of course he knew.
He always had to keep in mind attacks from those who had ambushed the Namgung Family warriors.
Seol Ryeoseon continued.
“Do you think delivering the box to the Third Prince will end all of this? The noose tied to the Third Prince likely won’t be easily untangled.”
“Sigh! I should have just thrown away that letter like you said.”
“It might actually be an opportunity. Oppa is too outstanding to live as a dock worker in Jinan.”
“I’m not interested in things like advancement.”
Seol Changho said.
“This isn’t about advancement. From the moment hyung picked us up and raised us, the great wheel of fate began turning.”
“Fate?”
“Like a great destiny that comes to great people…”
Seol Ryeoseon waved her hand in front of Seol Changho’s face.
“What kind of grandiose nonsense are you spouting? Oppa, ignore this nonsense and just think about getting stronger. Since you’re involved in this matter, you’ll definitely make enemies, and if you don’t know how strong those enemies are, there’s only one solution.”
Seol Mujin muttered like a monologue.
“Becoming strong enough to defeat any enemy.”
Seol Ryeoseon patted Seol Mujin’s bottom.
“That’s right. Our oppa really is smart. This is an opportunity for oppa to become stronger. There’s no stronger motivation than enemies who threaten your life.”
Seol Mantong drew his knife and said.
“We’ve come to a deserted place. Let’s start quickly.”
Seol Mujin asked with a bewildered face.
“We’re sparring already?”
“It’s only three hours at most. One hour per person.”
The Triplets had made their plan even before setting out on the journey.
Seol Mujin drew his sword and asked.
“You really mean like real combat?”
“As if to kill.”
Clear tension appeared on Seol Mujin’s face as he gripped his sword with both hands.
“I’ll have to steel my resolve.”
Whooom!
When Seol Mantong infused his martial power, a blue blade aura extended a full foot.
Seol Mujin couldn’t help but be surprised.
He knew the Triplets’ martial arts were advanced, but he hadn’t known they had reached the level of blade aura.
Seol Mujin also hastily drew up his martial power.
His haze-like sword energy looked too pitiful compared to Seol Mantong’s blade aura.
Seol Mantong launched himself toward Seol Mujin without warning.
Swish!
The blade slashing toward his neck was filled with killing intent.
Seol Mujin hastily raised his sword to block the attack.
Clang!
With a sharp sound, Seol Mujin’s body was pushed back a full zhang to the right.
Before Seol Mujin could regain his balance, the blade thrust toward his chest.
“Hup!”
As Seol Mujin bent his waist backward to dodge, the front of his clothes tore with a ripping sound.
If he had been even slightly slower to dodge, it would have been his chest split open, not his clothes.
Seol Mantong really seemed intent on killing Seol Mujin.
The small remaining thought of ‘surely not’ completely disappeared.
Seol Mujin fought Seol Mantong as if he were truly facing an enemy with killing intent.
“Huff! Huff!”
For one hour, he literally rolled around like a dog.
Seol Mantong drove Seol Mujin to death’s door several times.
His clothes were torn in various places and he had sustained six wounds.
In the past, Seol Ryeoseon would have smacked Seol Mantong’s back, but this time she just watched with her arms crossed.
And when the one-hour sparring session ended, she silently treated his wounds.
After finishing the wound treatment and putting the bandages in her bundle, Seol Ryeoseon asked Seol Mujin.
“Oppa, is it too hard? Should we stop?”
It seemed like she would really stop if Seol Mujin said to quit.
But Seol Mujin’s head moved from side to side.
“No, I’ll do my best, so you guys shouldn’t go easy on me either. Though Mantong-i probably did go easy on me. Hehe.”
“Of course! If I had really put my mind to it, hyung would have… Ack!”
In the end, Seol Mantong got smacked on the back by Seol Ryeoseon.
“Why are you doing this! Ack! Why!”
“Just take it! You brat!”
Seol Mujin hastily stepped in to stop them.
“K-kids! Stop it!”
Watching the three people chasing and being chased, Seol Changho shook his head.
“The road ahead is rough, so rough.”
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Choeweoldan was one of the three great assassin organizations in Murim.
Assassin organizations that make killing their profession repeatedly emerge and disappear in Murim.
However, Choeweoldan was a prestigious assassin organization with a history spanning two hundred years.
Without thorough skill and credibility, surviving for such a long time would be impossible.
Within Choeweoldan, the group that handled special-grade requests was Wolhwangjo.
It consisted of twelve members in total, and they usually carried out assassinations alone.
But this time, as many as four members of Wolhwangjo had been dispatched on a mission.
This meant it was a request worth at least two hundred silver coins.
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