My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 97

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97.

Those four characters made both of them fall silent.

The world’s greatest internal energy mind technique that only the Heavenly Demon could master.

They had only learned the first half of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, which was said to surpass even Shaolin Temple’s Dharma Muscle-Tendon Classic.

To obtain the remaining second half, they would have to go to the secret library underground in the Demonic Cult.

“What level is brother at?”

“Fifth stage.”

Seol Ryeoseon let out a long sigh.

“You’ve almost reached the level achievable with just the first half.”

Considering the speed at which Seol Mujin was learning the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, it would be at most one year.

If they couldn’t obtain the second half of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art within that time, Seol Mujin’s martial arts would inevitably stagnate.

If martial techniques were skills, then mind techniques could be called stamina.

“I thought it would take brother at least fifteen years to fully master the first half of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.”

“What can we do when hyung is a genius?”

“We’ll have to go to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, won’t we?”

Seol Mantong nodded his head.

“Of course.”

Seol Ryeoseon said as she climbed down from the rock.

“Let’s start making plans from now…”

Seol Ryeoseon had no choice but to stop speaking because of the thick cloud of dust rising from Seolun Jangwon.

“Why is that like that?”

Even from a distance, they could tell that an entire building had collapsed.

“I told them to kidnap Bae Cheonman, but they’re destroying the estate.”

“It could be a diversionary tactic.”

“It looks like they’re just solving it with brute force though?”

While they were talking, two more buildings collapsed.

People who looked smaller than ants were running around in confusion within the estate.

“They’re not killing Bae Cheonman, are they?”

“Brother isn’t that stupid.”

“Hyung isn’t, but that monk could very well do something like that, couldn’t he?”

Seol Changho suddenly became curious about Bongwon Daesa.

“What exactly is up with that guy? We know about rejuvenation technique since we’ve done it ourselves, but a body that doesn’t age? Is that possible if your martial arts become strong enough?”

“There’s someone around us like that too.”

“The Illusion Enchantress.”

“But the Illusion Enchantress originally learned that kind of martial art. Shaolin martial arts aren’t evil arts.”

Seol Mantong said.

“Just accept it as it is. Why try to understand everything deeply?”

“I’m curious about the monk’s martial arts.”

Seol Ryeoseon pointed at Seolun Jangwon.

“If you’re curious, look over there.”

The fourth estate building was in the process of collapsing.

“Anyone can see that’s the monk’s doing. There’s no way brother would rampage so crudely like that.”

It was too far to see Bongwon Daesa’s figure.

Seol Changho said.

“It seems they planned for the monk to rampage while hyung does the kidnapping.”

“That doesn’t seem right either. Look there. The eastern and western buildings collapsed almost simultaneously.”

Seol Changho frowned as he followed Seol Ryeoseon’s pointing finger.

“What exactly are they doing over there?”

Seol Mantong crossed his arms with a relaxed expression.

“We’ll find out if we wait.”

With the world’s greatest master Bongwon Daesa and Seol Mujin, who was strong enough to rival the sect leaders of the Nine Great Sects, having gone there, the possibility of them running into trouble was nonexistent.

For half a shichen, about thirty percent of Seolun Jangwon’s buildings had collapsed.

It was a speed that would make good money if they were doing demolition work.

“Look over there!”

Following Seol Mantong’s thick finger, Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho soon spotted two people.

Judging by their clothing colors, it was definitely Seol Mujin and Bongwon Daesa.

Something like a large wrapping cloth was slung over Seol Mujin’s shoulder.

The Seolun Jangwon warriors chasing the two were nowhere to be seen.

“Anyway, it looks like they succeeded.”

Before long, the two had gotten close enough that their faces could be confirmed.

Dust was piled thick on Seol Mujin and Bongwon Daesa’s heads and shoulders.

The Triplets, unable to wait, ran toward the two.

“Is that Bae Cheonman on your shoulder?”

At Seol Ryeoseon’s question, Seol Mujin replied in a breathless voice.

“Yeah. We had some trouble finding where he was hiding.”

“Did you find him by destroying all the buildings?”

Seol Mujin looked back at Seolun Jangwon, where dust was still rising, and smiled sheepishly.

“We were looking for the fastest method.”

Bongwon Daesa took the lead.

“Let’s hurry. They’ll soon notice that Bae Cheonman has disappeared.”

They reached the mountain peak in one breath.

On the peak, where rocks were scattered sparsely, there was a small clearing covered with grass.

Since it was the highest peak in the area, quite a strong wind was blowing.

Seol Mujin untied the opening of the wrapping cloth and took out Bae Cheonman.

Bae Cheonman, whose pressure points had been struck and who was limp, was a gaunt old man of about seventy.

This shabby-looking old man was one of Hubei Province’s three great merchants.

Seol Mujin released Bae Cheonman’s pressure points.

Bae Cheonman, who regained consciousness with a low groan, opened his eyes.

As soon as he heard news that enemies had invaded, he had fled to the safe room in his office.

He had guaranteed that it would be absolutely impossible to enter unless they brought down the entire house.

“Wh-where is this…!”

It was a grassland with strong winds blowing.

From the low mountain peaks visible in the distance, it seemed to be the summit of some mountain.

Seol Mujin crouched down in front of Bae Cheonman.

“S-Seol Mujin?”

“Oh? You know me?”

“Are you the one who kidnapped me?”

“Since you know me, this conversation will end quickly.”

“Unless you’ve gone mad, how could you kidnap me? Do you know who I am!”

“Bae Cheonman, one of Hubei Province’s three great merchants. That’s you, right?”

“Y-yes, but knowing that, you still kidnapped me? Half the world will become your enemy!”

“Half the world? You’re overestimating yourself too much. And who do you think kidnapped you?”

Bae Cheonman moved only his eyes to survey his surroundings.

One old man and three children.

‘What are those kids?’

It was a combination that didn’t match this situation at all.

Snap!

Seol Mujin snapped his fingers in front of Bae Cheonman’s face.

“Focus. If you get distracted, you’re the only one who’ll lose out.”

“You! A young brat like you…!”

Smack!

Bae Cheonman’s gaunt face turned to the left.

“If you want to give lectures on the Analects, do it somewhere else. This isn’t that kind of place.”

Bae Cheonman, who was about to flare up, shut his mouth at the nosebleed flowing down his lips.

“Let me ask you something as a test. You’re the one who hired assassins to kill Hwangbo Cheonak, right?”

“What the hell are you talking about…!”

His cheek was slapped again, and this time it wasn’t just a nosebleed but a molar that fell out.

A groan escaped involuntarily from the excruciating pain.

“There are people who lie every time they open their mouths. I’ve met quite a few of those types, and in the end, they became the most truthful people in the world. Feel free to test it. You hired assassins to kill Hwangbo Cheonak, didn’t you?”

Bae Cheonman, swallowing the blood pooled in his mouth, nodded his head.

“That’s right. That bastard betrayed me and is responsible for my daughter’s death.”

“Bae Hyeonjin? If you cherished your daughter, you shouldn’t have made her do such things.”

“What do you know to say such nonsense!”

“Second question. Which member of the royal family are you working with?”

Bae Cheonman’s eyes widened briefly before returning to their normal size.

“Royal family? What do you mean…!”

Seol Mujin grabbed the tip of Bae Cheonman’s pinky finger.

“I don’t particularly like torture. You don’t seem to believe it, but it’s true. I can find out the truth without torture. But torture has its convenient aspects. With torture, I can find out the truth faster.”

Seol Mujin slowly applied pressure to the finger holding Bae Cheonman’s fingertip.

“Ugh…”

“You can’t be in pain already. We haven’t even started. Which member of the royal family are you working with?”

“I don’t know. Ahhh!”

Getting slapped and losing a molar could be endured with groans, but the pain felt at his fingertips made him scream involuntarily.

His fingernail dug into the flesh, drawing blood.

“Which member of the royal family are you working with?”

“I, I don’t know…”

“That’s not a satisfactory answer.”

Seol Mujin grabbed the tip of Bae Cheonman’s ring finger.

Bae Cheonman’s face turned white as he shouted.

“I really don’t know!”

“You might not know. Then you need to give me a way to find out or a clue.”

Bae Cheonman had no choice but to be weak to pain.

Born with a silver spoon and having only ordered people around his whole life, when had Bae Cheonman ever experienced pain?

“Hu, Hubei Province Regional Military Commissioner… Gwak Sugyeong…”

“Hey, I already know that name. He’s the one who gave you the gunpowder. You need to tell me something I don’t know.”

When no immediate answer came, Seol Mujin applied pressure to his finger.

A scream that seemed to tear his heart echoed through the mountain peak.

The scream, buried by the fierce wind, didn’t travel very far.

The Triplets watched Seol Mujin’s torture indifferently, but deep wrinkles formed on Bongwon Daesa’s brow.

With the banner of eliminating evil, he could kill any number of villains.

But torturing someone who was already helpless brought different emotions.

Bongwon Daesa, witnessing a torture scene for the first time in his life, felt uncomfortable.

But he had no choice but to endure it because he had already made a promise to Seol Mujin.

―I might torture Bae Cheonman. If you try to stop me, it will be difficult to get the truth out of him.

So he had promised not to interfere.

“A new name.”

Seol Mujin’s hand moved to another finger.

Bae Cheonman, trembling all over, struggled to spit out a name.

“Jo, Jong Jagyeong…”

“Who is Jong Jagyeong?”

“A, Academic Grand Secretary.”

Seol Mujin tilted his head.

An Academic Grand Secretary was like an honorary position that advised the Emperor on running the country.

Of course, being in a position to advise the Emperor, he held some degree of power.

But he wasn’t someone who could wield practical power like the Six Ministries.

“More.”

“There’s no one else! Those two are all the people who can connect to the royal family!”

“You’re saying you don’t know which member of the royal family you’re supporting?”

“I haven’t even met them yet.”

“You provided support without knowing who it was?”

“Because the Regional Military Commissioner alone has sufficient power.”

“That can’t be right. A Regional Military Commissioner is enough for you?”

Bae Cheonman, his eyes twitching, spoke like a groan.

“Maybe the Regional Military Commander could be part of the same faction too. But I’m not certain.”

“See. Another name comes up.”

“I really don’t know anything more! Should I tell you the magistrate’s name too?”

There was no sign of deception in Bae Cheonman’s desperate protests.

So he moved on to the next question.

“Did you drag Shaolin Temple into this too?”

As soon as that question was asked, Bongwon Daesa’s face hardened with tension.

“Huh?”

Seol Mujin was inwardly relieved.

Bae Cheonman’s expression of ‘Why would Shaolin Temple come up there?’ was not fake.

“The Seungho Gate sect leader is staying at your estate.”

Bae Cheonman looked surprised.

Bang Goyang had spoken of it as if it were nothing, but fewer than five people within Seolun Jangwon knew about it.

“Besides Seungho Gate, what other martial arts factions are attached to the royal family member you serve?”

“That… that is… Ahhh―!”

Seol Mujin didn’t give Bae Cheonman time to think.

“Mu, Mueun-pa! Zhuge Family! Saho-mun…!”

He mentioned three names, and it was surprising that the Zhuge Family came up.

“Zhuge Family? You’re talking nonsense.”

When Seol Mujin moved to his index finger, Bae Cheonman hastily spoke.

“It’s true! There was communication with the Zhuge Family!”

“If it’s just communication, then it’s not certain yet.”

“They’ll come over.”

“Are Seungho Gate, Mueun-pa, and Saho-mun also just at the communication level?”

“They’ve definitely agreed to join this side.”

Bae Cheonman’s answers flowed smoothly.

Bae Cheonman, who used to lie every time he opened his mouth, had become the most truthful person in the world.

This is why torture can’t be abandoned.

“Next question.”

After saying that, Seol Mujin stared intently at Bae Cheonman.

It was silent pressure that he must answer this question truthfully, and Bae Cheonman definitely felt that pressure.

“You caused a landslide with explosives to massacre the Third Prince’s army, didn’t you? You even drowned them in the river. I know the explosives came from you, but was it your doing?”

Bae Cheonman was already shaking his head before the question was finished.

“N, no. I only delivered the explosives.”

“To whom?”

“To, to Seungho Gate.”

Seol Mujin and Bongwon Daesa’s faces simultaneously frowned.

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