The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 85

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 85

 

 

 

The form of address had become Young Master.

 

“Young Master? You should call him Young Castle Lord.”

“Ah! That’s right! I misspoke.”

 

The two of them worked in perfect harmony, instantly making Jeok Wigang into the Young Castle Lord.

Looking at this absurd scene, he glanced at Jeok Mugun.

He was nodding his head with a very pleased smile.

When their eyes met, Jeok Mugun startled and averted his gaze, making him chuckle.

He was a grandfather one couldn’t help but love.

As the argument between the two people intensified, Jeok Wigang finally stepped forward.

 

“Excuse me. I haven’t decided to become the successor yet. I only said I would think about it.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, the two people instantly changed their stance.

 

“Of course! You should do as you wish, Young Master.”

“That’s right. We overstepped our bounds. Please take your time and think comfortably.”

“And please keep my identity secret if possible.”

“Of course!”

“How could there be any question? I’ll keep my mouth tightly shut.”

 

At the two people’s perfect coordination, Jeok Mugun sent a sound transmission.

 

– Well done! Let’s join forces to make our Wi Gang the successor from now on.

– I’ll help with all my heart!

 

Thus, the alliance to make Jeok Wigang the successor was formed.

Jeok Mugun was in a good mood.

Having multiple people persuade felt much more reassuring than persuading alone.

Above all, hadn’t he already made two of the Eight Heavenly Martial Stars, who were practically the backbone of Cheonmu Castle, into his people?

Strength, an outstanding mind, and even the charm to draw people in.

There could be no more perfect successor than this.

Jeok Mugun resolved to stake his life on definitely placing Jeok Wigang in the position of Young Castle Lord.

Feeling the burning gazes of the three people, Jeok Wigang thought he needed to quickly sell his weapons and leave for the Imperial Capital.

 

 

 

Among the Eight Heavenly Martial Stars, the most upright person with the mindset that a true master doesn’t discriminate against weapons.

A person overflowing with confidence that any spear would become an invincible spear if held in his hands.

A person who didn’t discriminate against weapons but loved spears most in the world.

A person who tried not to show affection to any single spear because he loved all spears that existed in the world.

This was none other than Gu Yahuk, the Golden Spear Star.

Jeok Wigang thought.

The reason he didn’t show affection to a single spear was because there was no spear that truly pleased his heart.

However, approaching him recklessly to sell weapons would be amateurish.

Jeok Wigang casually carried the spear he would show him and loitered at the path he always passed through.

Also, he didn’t deliberately make the spear look new.

He made it look like it bore traces of time, and outwardly it appeared shabby and unsightly.

If someone who didn’t know this spear’s true value saw it, they would mock it asking if that was even a spear.

But if it was the Golden Spear Star who loved spears more than anyone, he would immediately recognize this spear’s true value.

Since he already knew what time he passed by, he made it seem like he was naturally passing through that place.

Soon, Gu Yahuk approached from afar with an expressionless face.

Jeok Wigang also passed by with an expressionless face as if coincidentally passing through that place.

The key here was to absolutely never turn his head.

 

Step, step-.

 

Gu Yahuk’s steps didn’t stop.

Had it failed?

Should he think of another method?

As he pondered, he felt the sound of footsteps gradually getting closer.

Did it work?

Was he coming back?

He pretended not to know and continued on his way when he heard a voice.

 

“That spear… is it yours?”

 

When he turned his head, he saw Gu Yahuk staring intently at the spear in his hand.

 

“This spear? It is mine, but I’m on my way to sell it.”

“Sell it? Why?”

“It’s not something I can handle. What’s the point of keeping something I can’t even handle? I should at least sell it to make some money.”

 

At the mention of selling the spear, his already expressionless face hardened even more, as if he was displeased.

 

“That spear is innocent. Don’t speak as if there’s something wrong with the spear.”

 

His words were filled with affection for the spear.

 

“The spear is innocent. It’s just that my ability is lacking and I cannot become its master. So I’m thinking of finding it a proper master.”

“How?”

“If someone truly knows the value of this spear, they would buy it even after paying the amount I propose.”

“How much are you thinking of selling it for?”

“Five hundred gold taels.”

“Hmm.”

“What do you think? At this price, wouldn’t only someone who properly knows this spear’s true value buy it?”

“That, that’s right.”

 

Even during the continued conversation with Jeok Wigang, Gu Yahuk’s gaze never once left the spear.

“You don’t seem to be from Cheonmu Castle.”

“No. I have an acquaintance in Cheonmu Castle, so I was able to enter like this. There probably aren’t many people in Cheonmu Castle who would recognize this spear’s true value.”

“That’s right.”

“Are you also interested in this spear, sir? Would you like to touch it once?”

 

When Jeok Wigang recommended it, Gu Yahuk spoke as if reluctantly giving in.

 

“If, if you insist that much… shall I take a look?”

 

Though he hadn’t given it much thought, while speaking as if he was doing a favor by looking, he was already snatching up the spear.

Jeok Wigang smiled slyly.

It was over.

That spear was made solely for Gu Yahuk.

Gu Yahuk would feel it today.

Why masters were so desperate to find weapons that suited them.

Gu Yahuk was shocked the moment he touched the spear.

A feeling he had never experienced before.

The feeling of recovering a part of his body that had been lost long ago.

He had handled countless spears, but this was the first one that fit so perfectly in his hands.

 

Whoosh- whung whung whung-.

 

He swung the spear this way and that, continuously marveling at it.

The center of gravity was perfect and it was light.

 

“How is it? Do you think it will find a good owner?”

“Huh? Oh, yes.”

“If it doesn’t find a good owner, would the spear be sad?”

 

Gu Yahuk immediately answered Jeok Wigang’s question.

 

“Of course!”

“I think so too. That’s why I’m determined to do my best to find an owner worthy of the spear.”

“Y-yes, you should.”

“Please use it more, and if there’s anyone around who handles spears, please recommend them.”

Gu Yahuk seemed not to hear Jeok Wigang’s voice as he kept swinging the spear.

 

“I must go now, elder.”

 

At those words, he returned the spear with a regretful expression.

 

“I used it well.”

“Please spread the word here and there.”

“I will.”

 

Without further urging, Jeok Wigang took the spear and left the place.

 

 

 

Gu Yahuk sat in the Spear Martial Pavilion office, staring blankly at the spears hanging on the wall.

His mind was filled entirely with thoughts of the spear he had touched earlier.

Had it been sold?

He wanted to feel that sensation of becoming one with the spear once more.

Gu Yahuk got up from his seat and took down a hanging spear to swing it.

 

Whung whung-.

 

“No!”

 

This wasn’t the feeling.

He didn’t like it.

Still, since it was his spear, Gu Yahuk carefully set it down on the ground.

He took out another spear and swung it.

This wasn’t it either.

Another spear, yet another spear.

Eventually, after swinging every single spear that had been hanging on the wall, he realized.

That he could no longer use any other spear.

With that spear, he could elevate his signature technique, Heavenly Thunder Extreme Spear, to another level.

He wanted it.

A desire for possession he had never felt in his entire life was rising up.

The problem was money.

Five hundred gold taels.

Since he had never been particularly greedy for money, he had no savings and didn’t have such a large sum on hand.

But there was someone he could borrow money from.

His son.

 

‘Would that guy readily lend me five hundred gold taels?’

 

Though he had never extended his hand to anyone in his life, for the first time he was even considering extending his hand to his son.

Then he soon shook his head.

No.

There was no need to go that far.

To steady his wavering heart, Gu Yahuk sat cross-legged and immediately entered meditation.

 

The next day.

 

Gu Yahuk opened his eyes with a haggard face.

Though he had meditated all night, the spear Jeok Wigang had been holding kept coming to mind, preventing proper concentration.

He wanted to swing that spear.

He wanted to swing it so badly.

That was all he could think about.

It felt like meeting his lifelong partner but being unable to be with them due to lack of money.

 

“Argh!”

 

Finally, unable to bear it, Gu Yahuk shot up from his seat.

He couldn’t bring himself to borrow from his son, so he planned to visit his friends and try to arrange some money.

Would his friends really lend him five hundred gold taels?

Sighing, he left the room with the mindset of at least trying.

 

 

 

Gu Yahuk returned empty-handed.

He had been rejected by everyone.

It was too much money to borrow.

At this point, he should give up, but the thought that he couldn’t have it made him want it even more desperately.

Now there was only one person left.

Only his son.

 

“Hmm…”

 

Actually, when his son was young, the father and son had a good relationship.

Their relationship soured after his son fell into qi deviation and lost his martial arts.

Gu Yahuk tried everything to restore his martial arts, but his son said it was over and left to find another path.

Eventually, his son began walking the path of a merchant, and Gu Yahuk cut off all contact, saying he didn’t need a merchant for a child.

One of the Eight Heavenly Martial Stars with a merchant for a son.

He couldn’t hold his head up from the shame.

Time passed like that.

His son had business talent and grew his trading company large, rising to the ranks of the wealthy.

His son had come to visit several times.

Asking to live together.

Each time, he firmly refused and drove him away.

Actually, the qi deviation wasn’t his son’s fault.

He had just pushed himself too hard trying to impress his father.

Instead of praising and comforting such a son, he had scolded him harshly.

That wasn’t his true feelings, but thinking that his talented son had lost his martial arts overnight made him upset and angry.

His son’s expression when he drove him away was still vivid.

It was disappointment, resentment, and desperation.

However, Gu Yahuk didn’t hate his son.

He was just clumsy at expressing himself.

After pondering for a long time, Gu Yahuk finally made up his mind.

This wouldn’t do.

Even if it meant bowing his head to his son and begging for forgiveness, he would try to borrow the money.

If he could just get that spear, he felt like he could do anything.

He wanted to feel the touch of that spear once more.

No, he wanted to be with it for life.

He had never desperately wanted something this much in his entire life.

That desperation made him decide to personally visit the son he had cut contact with for so long.

 

 

 

As he was about to depart for his son’s trading company, he met Jeok Wigang.

 

“Going somewhere, I see?”

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

 

Gu Yahuk’s eyes caught sight of the spear.

 

“Ah, it seems you haven’t sold it yet.”

“That’s right. Everyone seems to not recognize this spear’s true value.”

“It seems that way.”

“Only you, elder, properly recognized this spear’s true worth.”

“Does that spear have a name?”

“Yes. It’s the Heavenly Thunder Divine Spear.”

“Heavenly Thunder Divine Spear… That’s truly a wonderful name.”

 

His martial art was Heavenly Thunder Extreme Spear, so even the name was destiny.

 

“Right? I hope it finds an owner soon.”

“It will find one.”

“Could it be that the price is too high?”

 

For a moment, Gu Yahuk was swayed by temptation.

Should he drastically lower the price?

Then he might be able to buy it.

But then he looked at the Heavenly Thunder Divine Spear and shook his head.

 

“No. Considering that spear’s value, it’s actually too low. You could ask for more.”

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