My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 9
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9.
If he were going to die, he would have already died from poisoning in Mingjiao’s Underground Prison.
The cold energy of the Ten Thousand Year Nine Leaf Grass and the fire energy of the Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Art clashed and rumbled before gradually seeping into each other.
Since it was a child’s body, the only blocked meridians were the Conception and Governing Vessels.
The mixed cold and fire energies rushed fiercely toward the Conception and Governing Vessels.
‘Can immature meridians withstand this?’
It was too late to have doubts.
Bang!
Though no actual sound was made, it felt like a thunderous roar exploded in his head.
Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong’s bodies stirred.
And shortly after, both exhaled long breaths.
Their complexions regained their natural color and their breathing became steady.
Seol Ryeoseon, who had completed One Cycle Circulation, opened her eyes first.
Judging by the moon’s position, about half a shichen seemed to have passed.
Soon, Seol Mantong, who had finished his Qi Circulation, also returned to reality.
“Is it done?”
“As long as we’re alive, it’s done.”
Seol Mantong asked Seol Ryeoseon as she approached Seol Mujin and Seol Changho.
“How much Internal Energy do you think you have now?”
She didn’t know exactly, but one thing was certain.
It wasn’t enough for this jiazi.
Seol Ryeoseon’s distorted expression served as her answer.
“Let’s do it! Should I take care of Mujin?”
Seol Ryeoseon nodded and began undressing Seol Changho.
Seol Changho, lying straight, was motionless as if already dead.
Seol Ryeoseon gathered the Internal Energy she had drawn up to her fingertips and began tapping Seol Changho’s acupoints.
***
The first to regain consciousness was Seol Ryeoseon.
Seol Ryeoseon, who had lost consciousness immediately after finishing Acupoint Circulation on Seol Changho, was the first to regain consciousness.
“Ugh!”
Shortly after, Seol Mantong sat up with a groan.
“Did you finish Mujin’s Acupoint Circulation?”
“I think so?”
“Either you did or you didn’t—what do you mean you think so?”
“I suddenly lost consciousness. What about you?”
Postponing her answer, Seol Ryeoseon hurriedly went to Seol Mujin.
His complexion was normal and his breathing had returned to usual.
It seemed Seol Mantong had properly completed the Acupoint Circulation.
Seol Ryeoseon let out a sigh of relief after confirming that Seol Changho was also safe.
“Phew—! Everyone seems to be okay.”
“Right. We almost died.”
The two put clothes back on Seol Mujin and Seol Changho, who had been undressed.
And shortly after, Seol Changho regained consciousness.
When Seol Changho asked “What happened?”, Seol Ryeoseon told him about the events that occurred during the night.
Seol Changho looked down at Seol Mujin and muttered.
“This fool almost died because of me.”
“This isn’t the first time either.”
At Seol Ryeoseon’s words, the two nodded in agreement.
Back when they could barely crawl.
Seol Mujin had returned covered in blood all over his body.
He could have just run away alone, but Seol Mujin came back and saved their lives.
Seol Mantong crossed his short arms.
“By the way, how do we explain this to Mujin?”
“We should just say it was resolved well.”
“Hmm….”
Seol Mujin slightly regained consciousness.
Seol Mujin, frowning due to the midday sunlight, stared intently at the three looking down at him.
His eyes were asking “What happened here?”
Those weren’t eyes that would accept being brushed off with “it was resolved well.”
The three exchanged glances, each signaling the others to speak, and the time of Seol Mujin staring at them grew longer.
But suddenly Seol Ryeoseon collapsed with a “I’m dizzy!”
‘That… fox-like old hag!’
Cursing inwardly and glancing at Seol Changho, Seol Mantong also lay down like Seol Ryeoseon.
Even Seol Changho, whose eyes met directly with Seol Mujin’s, collapsed with a “Whatever, I don’t know” attitude.
Seol Mujin looked at the three rolling around on the ground and put them in the basket.
He didn’t know the process, but it seemed the triplets had somehow resolved things.
The more Seol Mujin asked, the more troubled the twins would become, so he decided to just cover up today’s events.
Everyone had grown so much that the basket was cramped.
“As long as everyone’s safe, that’s what matters.”
The Pleasure House was in complete chaos.
It was a natural result since the children who went to the medical clinic at night hadn’t returned by the next day’s noon.
When Hwa Seonhwa asked “What happened?”, Seol Mujin mixed truth and lies to create a story.
It wasn’t false that Im Seongon had said he had medicinal herbs to cure Seol Changho and went to the mountain together.
He didn’t mention that the medicinal herb was Ten Thousand Year Nine Leaf Grass.
The story that Im Seongon saved Seol Changho with an unknown medicinal herb—was that about thirty percent true?
The statement that Im Seongon died from a fall wasn’t false at all either.
Because he was dead after all.
The night’s commotion passed just like that.
***
Behind the warehouse located in the deepest part of Yeonji-ru was a place untouched by human footsteps.
Facing north, no sunlight reached it, so no grass grew there either.
The presence of some bugs was a flaw, but there was no better place in Yeonji-ru for practicing internal energy.
Seol Ryeoseon, who had finished half a hour of qi circulation, smiled contentedly.
“Finally broke through the sixth gate.”
Still, many gates remained.
The Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Art was divided into four stages: Gwan, Hyeon, Ji, and Cheon, with twelve gates in each stage.
She had only broken through the sixth gate of the very first Gwan stage.
To recover her former martial arts, a vast path still lay ahead.
Coming out of the warehouse and passing through the back yard, she saw Seol Mantong sitting on a decorative rock.
His shoulders were slumped and his face showed sorrow as if he had lost everything in the world.
“Mantong, what happened?”
Seol Mantong looked at Seol Ryeoseon as if he was about to cry any moment.
“Ryeoseon.”
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Hyeonwol… Hyeonwol quit Yeonji-ru.”
“Huh? Hyeonwol? Who’s that?”
“You don’t know Hyeonwol?”
“No.”
“You know, the one.”
Seol Mantong placed both hands in front of his chest and puffed them out greatly.
“The gisaeng with the biggest ones in Yeonji-ru.”
Seol Ryeoseon’s jaw gradually dropped as she looked at Seol Mantong.
She was so dumbfounded that her mouth lost all strength.
“You’re making that face like you’ve lost everything just because one gisaeng quit?”
“She’s not just any gisaeng! She had rare big breasts you hardly see in this world! Do you know how hard it is to meet a woman like that?”
“Stop! I don’t want to hear about women’s breasts from you.”
“Breasts are the truth!”
“I said stop! You bastard!”
She swung her fist with genuine intent.
Even if Seol Mantong died from that punch, she wouldn’t feel the slightest regret.
But unfortunately, Seol Ryeoseon’s fist only grazed his chin lightly.
The power was woefully insufficient to kill him, so she launched a kick as her next attack.
“Argh! What are you doing!”
“Just die! You bastard!”
“If you keep this up, I won’t just stand here either!”
“Come at me then!”
At that moment, suddenly bang bang! sounds rang out from both their heads.
“Ugh!”
Both grabbed their heads and sat down simultaneously.
Seol Changho’s voice fell upon them.
“What are you thinking, using martial arts in broad daylight where people can see?”
Seol Ryeoseon pointed her finger at Seol Mantong.
“That bastard is spouting ridiculous nonsense!”
“What did I even do!”
“What’s the big deal about one gisaeng leaving!”
“Hyeonwol is the joy of my life!”
Seol Ryeoseon grabbed Seol Mantong’s hair with the determination to make him bald.
Seol Changho shook his head as he watched the two tangled together rolling on the ground.
Those two seemed to have become five years old not just in body but in mind as well.
‘Or not?’
They used to bicker whenever they had the chance before too.
Even the childish reasons for fighting were similar to now.
Having spent their whole lives only in Mingjiao, he hadn’t realized it, but perhaps they had only aged in years while remaining immature.
At least those two were like that.
“Hey! Stop it!”
Seol Mujin came running hurriedly with an A-frame Carrier full of firewood on his back.
When Seol Ryeoseon finally let go, a handful of Seol Mantong’s hair was clutched in her grasp.
“You wrinkled old hag! Are you trying to make me bald!”
“Saekgol, you shouldn’t become bald but a eunuch!”
Seol Changho’s face turned dismayed.
‘Those… those idiots!’
“Huh? Wrinkled old hag? Saekgol?”
The two stiffened their expressions while Seol Changho hung his head low.
“Ah… no, Ryeoseon’s going to become a grandmother anyway. Right?”
“R-right. That guy’s obviously going to grow up to be a Saekgol. Right?”
“Right! My dream is to be a Saekgol. Hahaha!”
The twins’ clumsy excuses made him chuckle.
They’d be shocked if they knew Seol Mujin had figured out the triplets’ true identity.
‘Nice try. Keep trying.’
Seol Mujin didn’t dig deeper and shifted the topic to the book Seol Changho was holding.
“Changho, what book is that?”
“This? The Four Books and Five…”
He was about to answer that it was The Great Learning from the Four Books and Five Classics, but quickly changed his words.
“The Four Books… didn’t come.”
“Huh? Then?”
“I stole it. From the bookstore.”
He confessed honestly without meaning to.
“You stole it?”
“Yeah. They say book thieves aren’t really thieves.”
He was so confident that it was hard to scold him.
“Still, stealing is wrong.”
“If you live only by principles and rules, people won’t gather around you. It’s like how fish can’t live in water that’s too clean.”
“That’s… true. But can you actually read that book?”
Of course he could read it.
“No. I just like looking at the letters.”
Seeing Seol Changho speak, Seol Ryeoseon let out a long sigh.
‘That bastard looks even weirder than when we use martial arts.’
Seol Mujin, who had been looking at the book Seol Changho was holding, snapped his fingers.
“Ah! Since Changho brought a book anyway, how about you all attend school?”
Seol Changho answered without even taking a breath.
“That’s a great idea!”
Soon after, Seol Mantong shouted.
“I’m against it!”
Seol Mujin asked.
“Why?”
“What five-year-old goes to school!”
“Then what age do they start attending?”
“Well… that would be fifteen?”
Since he’d been at Mingjiao for as long as he could remember, there was no way he’d know what age children attend school.
Of course, Seol Mujin had also lived a life far removed from schools.
“Five years old is when you attend.”
He just insisted stubbornly.
“No way! How old do you think I am to go to school! I absolutely won’t go!”
Seol Ryeoseon, who found Seol Mantong’s behavior disgusting, burst out yelling.
“Just listen! What’s the big deal about attending school!”
***
They eventually went to school.
Even Seol Mantong, who had insisted he wouldn’t go, raised both hands in surrender at Seol Mujin’s threat: ‘No studying, no food.’
Seol Mujin was someone who followed through on his words.
It was a small school with fewer than twenty students.
They were assigned to the Basic Class, which had six students per class.
The kind-looking teacher stroked his white beard with the back of his hand and spoke.
“Let’s see what your skill level is. Seol… Ryeoseon. You go first.”
The problem was the most basic Thousand Character Classic.
‘Taking a Thousand Character Classic test at this age.’
Sighing inwardly, Ryeoseon recited the characters the Teacher pointed to.
“Heaven cheon, earth ji, dark hyeon…”
It was the Thousand Character Classic in sequential order.
After reciting twelve characters, the Teacher laughed “Heh heh heh!”
“Well done. Next is Seol Changho.”
Changho also read twelve characters from the sequential Thousand Character Classic.
“Next is… Seol Mantong.”
“Heaven cheon, earth ji, dark hyeon, yellow hwang…”
“Hm?”
The Teacher pointed again with his stick at the character written on the Large Paper.
“What does this character say?”
“Yellow hwang!”
Ryeoseon and Changho also looked at Mantong with puzzled eyes.
‘What is he saying? That’s house ju .’
The Teacher pointed at house ju once more.
“What is this?”
Sensing something was wrong, Mantong’s voice grew smaller.
“Yellow… hwang?”
In that moment, Ryeoseon and Changho realized.
‘That bastard doesn’t know how to read!’
They hadn’t known. They swore they hadn’t known.
They had lived together for a hundred years, and this was the first time they learned that Mantong was illiterate.
The Teacher let out an awkward laugh.
“Heh heh heh! It seems you just memorized the Thousand Character Classic in order. It’s fine not to know the characters. That’s why you came to learn. Next is…”
Mantong suddenly shouted angrily.
“Are you saying that’s not yellow hwang?”
One of the students said.
“That’s house ju!”
“House ju is…”
Counting on his fingers, Mantong shouted.
“The sixth character! You asked those two in order, so why did you ask me the fourth one! You old geezer!”
“O-old geezer?”
“That’s right! You damn old geezer! I’ll just smack this—!”
Ryeoseon and Changho practically pounced on Mantong to stop him from charging at the Teacher.
“Let go of me! This is a conspiracy! I won’t let that old geezer get away with this!”
“You crazy bastard! Stop it already!”
And so they were expelled.
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