The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

Shin Ah woke up in the late afternoon. Feeling something flowing, she wiped under her nose.

“It’s not a nosebleed, it’s drool.”

A soft laugh was heard, then a large hand wiped around Shin Ah’s mouth.

Shin Ah blinked her eyelids. Her blurred vision gradually became clear.

“Father…….”

Cheonrim was looking down at Shin Ah affectionately.

“Where is this……?”

“Father’s bedroom. Do you remember what happened before you collapsed?”

Shin Ah nodded her head.

“I found Grandmother’s ring for Grandfather.”

“You did something admirable.”

Cheonrim stroked Shin Ah’s head firmly.

“Did Grandfather like it?”

Shin Ah, who was disappointed that she collapsed without properly seeing Hyeokho’s reaction, asked Cheonrim instead of Hyeokho.

“He liked it tremendously. Grandfather said it was the third best gift he’d ever received. How did you come up with such a thoughtful idea?”

Shin Ah smiled brightly and thought.

‘What? It’s only the third best gift? What are the first and second? I’m curious.’

She hadn’t given the gift to compete, but having bled from her nose searching for the gift only to rank third made her feel a bit disappointed for a moment.

“The first was a letter he received from your late grandmother, and the second was clothes grandmother made by hand, so if you think about it, doesn’t that mean our daughter’s gift is the best?”

Cheonrim spoke as if he could see into Shin Ah’s heart.

“Even though there are Grandmother’s gifts?”

“Let’s exclude gifts between spouses. What’s Grandfather’s is Grandmother’s, and what’s Grandmother’s is Grandmother’s.”

What’s Grandmother’s is Grandmother’s?

It was a bit strange, but Shin Ah let it pass with a giggle.

So Hyeokho’s love for An Jinjin could not be surpassed by anyone. To be next after that was enough.

Meanwhile, Cheonrim’s face darkened as he watched the child laughing innocently. He looked back and forth between Shin Ah and the air.

‘Explain Shin Ah’s condition to her accurately. The child should know what she’s dealing with to decide her own future.’

These were the words Chifung had said after thoroughly examining the child’s body while Shin Ah was collapsed.

Shin Ah’s condition, as described by Chifung, was very serious if viewed seriously, and endlessly good if viewed optimistically.

However, as a father, Cheonrim could not make even small compromises regarding his child’s health, so his worries only grew.

‘Can a mere 10-year-old child make the right choice?’

Couldn’t he make her give up the Heir Selection Test even now?

Or what if he coaxed the child to leave for a nice place together?

‘If you don’t tell Shin Ah, I will.’

Chifung’s voice, which had broken Cheonrim’s will, replayed vividly in his ears.

Chifung was someone who didn’t know how to speak indirectly. If left to him, Shin Ah might faint from shock.

That had to be prevented. If the act of forcibly cutting off consciousness because the body couldn’t endure was repeated, her vitality would weaken.

As a father, Cheonrim made his decision.

Having decided to tell his daughter about her dantian, Cheonrim first checked Shin Ah’s intentions.

“Shin Ah.”

“Yes, Father.”

“Do you want to know what condition you’re in?”

“My condition? Is there something wrong with me? I’m healthy now!”

Shin Ah sat up abruptly, pulling her loose sleeves up to her shoulders and flexing her arms.

Shin Ah strained with an “ugh.” Then a small muscle bulge on her thin arm… didn’t appear.

Although she had been recovering lately, eating well and moving around well, it was far too little time for muscles to develop.

‘I should have done some strength training secretly from Father….’

Cheonrim, who had been watching what the child was doing quite intently, burst into laughter.

Shin Ah also felt embarrassed, stuck out her tongue, and quickly lowered her sleeves.

Barely swallowing his laughter, Cheonrim said.

“Shin Ah’s muscles are very bumpy indeed.”

“They will grow! Soon! Very soon!”

Shin Ah clenched her fists and shouted.

If she could use magic properly, she could command the world, but in reality, quality magic originated from a healthy body.

The body had to be trained to withstand the aftermath of handling mana.

Most people imagine mages as frail figures stuck in research rooms, but in reality, the more outstanding the mage, the more they studied while not neglecting exercise.

Even Shin Ah herself, when she was at the 7th Circle, had clearly defined abs and latissimus dorsi muscles.

In that sense, Shin Ah wanted to quickly take Chifung’s lessons.

But Chifung only told her to wait, and Cheonrim wasn’t proactive about her cultivation from the start, which was frustrating.

Shin Ah glanced at Cheonrim and asked.

“Father, when do I start cultivation?”

The smile disappeared from Cheonrim’s face.

“Yes, I have something to tell you regarding cultivation. Will you listen carefully?”

Shin Ah nodded her head.

Cheonrim stroked Shin Ah’s chubby cheeks.

“Shin Ah, haven’t you sometimes had stomach pain?”

“Which part of my stomach?”

Shin Ah brought her small hands to her solar plexus and below her navel.

Cheonrim pointed below Shin Ah’s navel.

‘Did Master Chifung find out about the circles?’

Shin Ah nodded with hope.

When using magic, she felt her stomach vibrating.

‘For me it’s just ticklish, but that could be considered painful.’

Cheonrim’s eyes drooped down and a clear film formed in his pupils. He took a deep breath to control his rising emotions.

Understanding why Cheonrim was hesitating, Shin Ah urged him.

“Father, is there a big problem with me? I’m curious. Please tell me quickly. I can listen bravely!”

“Father knows that our Shin Ah has grown muscles in her arms and become much braver. Listen well. The Huashan Sect master explained your condition to us. Our Shin Ah has multiple dantians unlike other people.”

‘Oh ho, so they judged the circles as a deformed form of dantian.’

Seeing Shin Ah’s lack of reaction, Cheonrim’s eyes widened.

“Aren’t you surprised? Aren’t you scared? You’re different from others.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It’s hard to definitively say it’s bad.”

“Then it’s okay.”

Shin Ah calmly accepted news that would surprise even adults.

Cheonrim felt as if a stone had settled in his solar plexus.

Having experienced one major incident after another from a young age, had the child become numb to emotions like pain?

“Father, so what?”

Shin Ah asked, unable to wait.

Shin Ah secretly hoped that perhaps Chifung knew a way to more smoothly connect the dantian and circles.

The connection between dantian and circles wasn’t smooth, so efficiency dropped when converting internal energy to mana. If only that could be resolved, she could reduce the incidents of collapsing.

Cheonrim calmly explained what Chifung had discovered about Shin Ah.

“In human blood vessels, there are a total of fourteen meridians combining the twelve main meridians with the conception and governing vessels. But occasionally, there are people born with fifteen meridians.”

This was one of the stories Chifung had heard while traveling throughout the Central Plains and meeting many strange people.

Those born with fifteen meridians had lower efficiency in building internal energy than others because they had more qi channels to open.

Also, they were inevitably physically weak because they used more true energy than others even in daily life.

However, once the fifteen meridians were properly opened, the amount of internal energy that could be operated at once would increase exponentially. The conditions would be set for the birth of a master unprecedented in Murim history.

As a result of Chifung’s careful observation of the sleeping Shin Ah, she was a child born with fifteen meridians.

“I have one more meridian? Doctor Ju never told me that.”

“Human perception is inherently imperfect. What imperfect means is…”

Cheonrim tried hard to explain at the eye level of his young daughter.

“I know! You can only see as much as you know!”

“That’s right, that’s what the doctor and I missed.”

Since we thought there were only 14 meridians, that’s all we could see.

“The Huashan Sect member was able to discover it because he’s someone without prejudice.”

“More! Please explain in more detail.”

Is the secret of my dantian and circle finally being revealed?

Shin Ah urged excitedly, unaware of Cheonrim’s worries.

“The Huashan Sect member’s hypothesis is that your fifteenth meridian has created a new dantian inside your body. A hypothesis means…”

“Father, I know everything! So what? What does having multiple dantians have to do with having one more meridian?”

With explanation upon explanation, what Shin Ah actually wanted to hear kept getting pushed back.

“That meridian is the path connecting your original dantian and auxiliary dantian. Even the Huashan Sect member said why the auxiliary dantian formed is a mystery.”

Chifung had given the circle the name “auxiliary dantian.”

‘For me, the circle is primary and the dantian is auxiliary though.’

Strictly speaking, unlike the circle that operated mana to produce results, the dantian was simply a place that stored internal energy, so it should be called a fuel tank rather than auxiliary.

‘But since Father and Master Chifung don’t know about circles and mana, I guess they could think that way.’

While Shin Ah was briefly lost in other thoughts, Cheonrim finished his explanation.

“The reason you keep collapsing is because your incomplete fifteenth meridian can’t fulfill its role.”

“What if the fifteenth meridian becomes complete?”

“Shin Ah would become Murim’s greatest master, right?”

Though she would have to endure long and arduous cultivation to achieve that result, Cheonrim omitted explaining that part.

“That’s incredibly good!”

‘Wow, I thought I just had a weak body, but I had hidden talent too?’

Shin Ah patted her body all over.

‘But why did I only struggle weakly in my first life?’

Shin Ah’s question was soon answered.

“Shin Ah, it’s not all good. To properly open the qi channels of the fifteenth meridian, you have to make hundreds of times more effort than others. There’s no guarantee that effort will bear fruit, and if you don’t reach a certain level, it will actually devour your true energy…”

Cheonrim, who had been speaking well, shut his mouth tight. Shin Ah immediately understood what he had swallowed.

‘Death!’

Goosebumps spread all over Shin Ah’s body.

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