Myth of Martial Arts - Chapter 16

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Chapter 16
Jang Wook stepped aside with an untroubled smile and walked to the corner of the room.

Then, as if by magic, he drew a cloth pouch from his sleeve and let a crimson pill tumble out.

He popped it into his mouth like candy, chewed, and swallowed—then offered his assessment.

“Mm, this Gyeseodan Pill isn’t half bad. Perfect for a snack.”
“A snack, sir?”

If Gyeseodan Pills were snacks, there would be no snack more expensive in all the world.

Mu Muk’s eyelids flickered slightly before he forced down a swallow of saliva.

Gulp.

Jang Wook drew another Gyeseodan Pill from his pouch and glanced sidelong at Mu Muk.

“You want one too?”

Mu Muk’s head bobbed up and down like a bird pecking at grain.

“Yes, yes.”
“If you want one, you’ll have to make it yourself.”

Jang Wook did not hesitate—he placed the Gyeseodan Pill in his own mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed.

“Gyeseodan Pills are merely fine-grade medicinal pills. Once you reach the rank of First-Class Alchemist, you’ll be able to make as many as you want.”

His own cultivation level had already reached the peak of Gyeseon Realm 6th Stage, and until he supplemented his cultivation with the seventh stage of the Extreme Flawlessness method, even countless Gyeseodan Pills would do him no good.

But the taste of the Gyeseodan Pill was not unpleasant. Sweet and tangy—it was indeed the perfect snack.

Listening to Jang Wook’s words, admiration bloomed in Mu Muk’s eyes, and in that moment, his heart burning with excitement, he set himself a goal.

‘Once I become a First-Class Alchemist, I’ll make countless medicinal pills and eat them like beans, just like the Director does!’

An alchemist who did not eat medicinal pills like beans was not a true alchemist.

Jang Wook had become an excellent role model for Mu Muk.
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Time flowed onward like water, slow and steady.

Mu Muk was absorbed in preparing medicinal pills in the classroom while Jang Wook stood beside him, patiently offering guidance.

Meanwhile, Mu Jin and Mu Heon Heon and Im Myeong were training diligently outside the classroom, and Changung Academy had returned to its customary quiet.

Then, beyond the wall that bordered Changung Academy and the Imperial City, someone’s head rose halfway into view. A pair of eyes surveyed the interior of Changung Academy with sharp intensity.

“Strange. According to the intelligence we gathered before, Mu Jin supposedly leaves Changung Academy every day at noon—so why isn’t he leaving today?”

Jeon Pung jumped down from the wall, a faint furrow creasing his brow.

“If Mu Jin is present, it will be difficult for us to make our move.”

The mightiest man in the Imperial City—they could never be too cautious where he was concerned.

Among all the figures at Changung Academy, Mu Jin was the only one they truly feared. Aside from him, they concerned themselves with no one else.

Na Gun, hearing these words, likewise furrowed his brow.

“Mu Jin? That one’s no easy opponent!”

The reputation of being Imperial City’s strongest was not something Mu Jin had claimed for himself. It was earned over years of combat—one fist, one kick at a time.

Both Jeon Pung and Na Gun knew in their hearts exactly what it meant. Even if the two of them joined forces, they could pose not the slightest threat to Mu Jin.

Even with their Gyeseon Realm 9th Stage cultivation, they could never match him.

In this vast Imperial City, only if Sinwang Academy’s director Im Hae Ae and Unsan Academy’s director Na Ak San united could they suppress Mu Jin.

“Let’s wait a bit longer and observe the situation for now.”

Jeon Pung had no desire to face Mu Jin directly if he could help it.

Though Na Gun felt a touch of restlessness, he remained deeply cautious in the presence of the legendary master Mu Jin.

“Very well. Let’s wait a little longer.”

But half a day passed, and as evening descended, Mu Jin still sat motionless in the same spot, showing no sign of departure.

“What do we do?”

Na Gun’s brow furrowed deeply.

“If he won’t leave, we have no opportunity at all!”

Jeon Pung lay prone atop the wall, watching Mu Jin’s still form in silence.

A moment later, as he drew a deep breath and was about to speak, his eyes suddenly gleamed.

“Wait—he’s moving! It looks like he’s preparing to leave!”

At this, Na Gun carefully climbed onto the wall and watched as Mu Jin slowly rose to his feet.

The anxiety in his heart vanished in an instant, and he suppressed his inner excitement as he spoke in a low voice.

“Excellent! Heaven has not abandoned our cause! The moment he leaves, we move immediately!”

From their perspective, once Mu Jin departed, there would be no one left to stop them from killing Jang Wook.

Mu Muk, Mu Heon Heon, Im Myeong—such people had never even registered in their eyes from the start.
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Outside the Changung Academy classroom.

Mu Jin straightened his body and exhaled deeply. The turbid qi within him dissipated along with his breath.

“Gyeseon Realm 6th Stage, mid phase—very close to the peak of the 6th Stage now.”

Having carefully assessed his cultivation realm, Mu Jin clenched his fist with force. There was no trace of disappointment on his face—only profound excitement.

“Indeed, the director was right. My cultivation realm has fallen, yes, but my True Force has become nearly ten times more refined. Overall, my strength hasn’t weakened—it’s actually grown stronger!”

Before he trained in Extreme Flawlessness, though he was the strongest in Imperial City, if two masters at the peak of Gyeseon Realm 9th Stage allied against him, he would still be unable to match them.

But now, he was confident he could face two such masters simultaneously.

“Even if Im Hae Ae and Na Ak San unite now, they likely won’t be able to defeat me.”

A confident smile bloomed across Mu Jin’s face.

After directly experiencing the terrifying effects of Extreme Flawlessness, his trust and reverence for Jang Wook deepened immeasurably.

“I trained only in the sixth stage of Extreme Flawlessness and became this strong. Below the Wa Seon Realm, I’m nearly invincible—so how much stronger must the headmaster be, having mastered Extreme Flawlessness completely?”

In that moment, Jang Wook grew ever more profound and unfathomable in Mu Jin’s mind.

‘I want to see the headmaster’s true power for myself!’

He had never witnessed Jang Wook fight with all his strength, so naturally his anticipation burned fierce.

After a long time, once Mu Jin had adapted to the completely renewed True Force within his body, he spoke to Mu Heon Heon, who stood not far away.

“Heon Heon, you wait here for your brother. I’ll head back first. I haven’t been home in ages—there’s a mountain of things to handle.”

He harbored no worry whatsoever about Mu Muk and Mu Heon Heon’s safety.

With their current strength, Mu Muk and his sister could roam freely throughout the Imperial City—unless Sinwang Academy’s headmaster Im Hae Ae or Unsan Academy’s headmaster Na Ak San stepped in personally.

In other words, Mu Muk’s true power was already on par with an ordinary powerhouse of the ninth stage Gyeseon Realm!

“Farewell, Father.”

Mu Heon Heon waved his slender hand, grinning like an underdeveloped child.

Mu Jin waved cheerfully in return and walked toward the stone gate of Changung Academy.

Beyond the wall, Jeon Pung and Na Gun trembled with excitement.

“He’s gone. Finally gone!”

They could at last breathe freely.

Shifting their gaze toward the interior of Changung Academy, to the classroom building with its lights ablaze, a cold glint passed through Jeon Pung’s eyes.

“Jang Wook, your time has come.”

After waiting until Mu Jin’s figure disappeared completely, Jeon Pung and Na Gun drew black cloth and covered their faces, eyes alone left exposed.

The two exchanged a glance and drew a deep breath before speaking.

“Begin.”

Pressing lightly off the ground with their toes, they vaulted over the wall like swift birds and slipped into Changung Academy.

The hour was late and the light had grown dim; the distance was considerable—so Mu Heon Heon and Im Myeong’s group remained unaware of the intruders.

Once inside Changung Academy, Jeon Pung and Na Gun crept cautiously toward the courtyard.

They did not believe Mu Heon Heon’s group could interfere with their plan.

Yet to eliminate any unforeseen complications, they moved with extreme caution, concealing their presence as much as possible until they reached the classroom.

When they came within thirty paces of the classroom, Jeon Pung and Na Gun’s hearts began to quicken with anticipation.

“Who goes there!”

Then, suddenly, a sharp female rebuke rang out from beneath a nearby tree.

With that cry, someone surged upward. In the darkness, the face remained obscured, yet a seductive silhouette became dimly visible.

Without a doubt, this alluring silhouette belonged to Yo Mok Wan. She was the only female student at Changung Academy besides Mu Heon Heon.

Jeon Pung and Na Gun’s hearts lurched in unison.

‘Discovered!’

They couldn’t fathom it. They had been so careful, made barely a sound—how could they have been spotted?

But there was no time to dwell on it now. Since they’d been discovered, they had to move decisively.

“Attack.”

Jeon Pung and Na Gun suddenly exploded into motion, both charging toward the dormitory courtyard.

Though they’d been spotted, they didn’t believe these children—stuck at Gyeseon Realm 3rd or 4th Stage—could stop them.

They were hardly virtuous men. Snuffing out these brats would be nothing to them.

At that moment, the surrounding students all jolted awake at Yo Mok Wan’s voice, and the instant they opened their eyes, they saw Jeon Pung and Na Gun charging toward the dormitory.

“The Director is teaching Mu Muk the Pill Crafting art! We can’t let them interfere!”

Yo Mok Wan shouted loudly, then swiftly drew the long sword from her belt and pursued Jeon Pung’s group.

Those who had signed the Changung Contract had already come to regard Changung Academy as their home and Jang Wook as their patriarch, deep in their subconscious.

They could not possibly tolerate anything unfavorable befalling Jang Wook.

Nearly at the same moment, Mu Heon Heon, Im Myeong, and others came rushing in. Those behind pursued the two intruders, while those ahead cut off their path and formed an encirclement.

Though Jeon Pung’s group moved swiftly, Mu Heon Heon’s party was no slower. They completely surrounded the two before they could reach the dormitory.

‘Their reaction speed is this fast?’

Jeon Pung and Na Gun skidded to a halt, surprise flashing across their faces.

As Na Gun casually scanned the young students encircling them and sensed the waves of True Energy radiating from their bodies, a sneer crossed his lips.

“Brats at Gyeseon Realm 3rd or 4th Stage daring to stand against us?”

A total of nine students surrounded them.

Only Mu Heon Heon had reached the peak of Gyeseon Realm 5th Stage, and aside from Im Myeong at Gyeseon Realm 4th Stage, the rest were merely at Gyeseon Realm 3rd Stage.

Under normal circumstances, against such weaklings, Na Gun could have claimed countless lives with a single palm strike.

“Forget this. No time for banter with them. The mission’s urgent,” Jeon Pung said, furrowing his brow.

He pressed forward.

“I’ll handle these brats. You go kill Jang Wook now.”

Beneath the black cloth, a playful smile spread across Na Gun’s face.

“I’ll stay here and have some fun with them!”

Jeon Pung thought for a moment, then nodded.

“All right. Be careful.”

Na Gun laughed easily, speaking with casual indifference.

“They’re just children at Gyeseon Realm 3rd and 4th Stage, and even that girl from the Mu Clan is only at the 5th Stage. I’m a master at Gyeseon Realm 9th Stage—why would I worry about losing to them?”

To his eyes, Mu Heon Heon and her companions looked like lambs he could trample as he pleased.

Hearing Na Gun’s words, Jeon Pung felt his concern had been utterly groundless, and without another word he walked straight toward the classroom.

“Stop! I cannot allow you to interfere with the Director teaching my brother the art of Pill Crafting!”

Seeing Jeon Pung ignore them all and walk straight to the classroom, Mu Heon Heon became furious, and a look of displeasure crossed her otherwise sweet face.

Jang Hyung Yang stood beside Im Myeong, speaking as if entranced.

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