The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 333

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Chapter 87

“Huu.”

Venerable Gak-yeon of Bul-jon, who had been sitting with his eyes tightly closed, let out a long sigh. His sigh that followed the silence was deep and heavy.

At this, Gong-heo Daesa carefully asked.

“Sa-baek, why are you sighing like that?”

Gak-yeon slowly opened his eyes while regulating his breathing.

Several thick veins were protruding on his forehead. His gaze toward Gong-heo was also cold.

“This guy! Is this your living room? Why do you keep barging in here every single day?”

At Gak-yeon’s scolding, Gong-heo Daesa subtly averted his gaze and picked up his teacup to slurp it.

“Indeed, the tea that Sa-baek serves has an excellent taste. Amitabha.”

Now he was even changing the subject.

Gak-yeon barely suppressed his rising anger and spoke quietly.

“Gong-heo.”

“Yes, Sa-baek.”

“This Sa-baek wants to do some training. Training!”

“Of course. You should train. But surely you have time for a cup of tea, don’t you?”

“If I was going to drink tea and do other things, would I have bothered climbing all the way up to this mountaintop?”

Gak-yeon’s voice was filled with deep irritation.

“That’s exactly why I, your junior disciple, came to pay my respects. You should live while feeling human warmth. If you only spend time with Buddha, I worry you might forget about saving sentient beings. Isn’t Shaolin the main temple of Mahayana Zen Buddhism?”

Gong-heo put down his teacup and naturally rolled his prayer beads.

“Hehe!”

Gak-yeon’s cheek twitched and he finally exploded.

“This damn guy with only his mouth alive! If I can’t achieve enlightenment, it’s all your fault!”

Even at Gak-yeon’s thunderous rage, Gong-heo Daesa remained calm.

“Enlightenment is originally something one does alone. If you blame others for that…”

He stopped speaking mid-sentence and his eyes widened as if he suddenly remembered something.

“…Could it be?”

Gak-yeon frowned.

“What are you thinking about to glare like that?”

“Well…”

Gong-heo hesitated for a moment about whether to speak, then confessed.

“I heard that Seon-jon of Wudan has achieved rejuvenation, so you’re acting like this because of that… No, that can’t be right? Someone who can even read the heavenly secrets, what would mere rejuvenation matter, well it’s not exactly ‘mere.’ Amitabha. Anyway, you’ve let go of all worldly desires and are seeking enlightenment…?”

By this point, a scolding should have come flying.

“Ahem!”

But instead of a reprimand, Gak-yeon just turned his head and cleared his throat.

“Sa-baek…”

Gong-heo Daesa, who had been trailing off, asked in surprise.

“Are you serious? Are you envious of Seon-jon who achieved rejuvenation?”

“This guy! You try having your joints ache and creak. Wouldn’t you be envious?”

Gak-yeon grumbled while massaging his knees.

“These days I worry I might roll down below the temple if my legs give out!”

It was nonsense.

Who was Gak-yeon?

He was a supreme master praised as having no equal in Shaolin’s history, and a Bul-jon with enlightenment right before his eyes.

That was just exaggeration for no reason.

“Sigh, only my granddaughter understands this heart of mine.”

Thinking of Seolha, Gak-yeon’s nose bridge stung.

“They’re holding a righteous faction meeting in Luoyang?”

“Yes, Sa-baek.”

“My granddaughter is mediating?”

“It’s not Tak Si-ju but Cheon-sin-mun that’s mediating… Yes, Tak Si-ju has taken on that role.”

When Gak-yeon’s eyes narrowed, Gong-heo quickly changed his words.

“I see.”

Gak-yeon, who had been nodding alone, looked clearly at Gong-heo.

“Since you’ve had your fill of teasing this Sa-baek, you should pay the price, shouldn’t you?”

The playfulness completely disappeared from Gak-yeon’s expression.

His voice also changed completely.

‘Oh no.’

Though they were now growing old together and he had become the Abbot, Gak-yeon had once been a more fearsome existence to Gong-heo than even a master.

Remembering how he had been harsh to him and his fellow disciples in their youth, Gong-heo felt his heart sink for a moment.

“Go to Luoyang.”

“…Pardon?”

“You heard me, so why are you asking again?”

“You mean this junior disciple?”

The trip to Luoyang had already been arranged with Gong Myeong, the elder of the Martial Arts Alliance, joining with the head of the Hall of the Arhats. The Four Great Vajra Guardians were to support them from behind.

It was truly rare for the Four Great Vajra Guardians to leave Shaolin.

If it weren’t for Maegyo, the Four Great Vajra Guardians probably wouldn’t have needed to step forward.

“Who else is in this small room besides you?”

“…May I ask the reason?”

“When you go, there will be work to do.”

“What kind of work I need to do, could you not give guidance to this foolish junior disciple in advance?”

“You’ll know when you go and see.”

His Sa-baek was someone who could see into the future.

If he was saying this, there must definitely be something.

“What if this junior disciple is too dull to understand Sa-baek’s intention?”

“Then that would be fine too.”

“Pardon?”

Gak-yeon closed his eyes as if he had nothing more to say.

Gong-heo opened and closed his mouth several times repeatedly.

“I will follow Sa-baek’s command. Amitabha.”

But in the end, he quietly bowed and left the hermitage.

Not long after that, another visitor came to Musim Hermitage.

“Come here!”

A youthful voice that hadn’t even gone through puberty echoed loudly through the hermitage.

“This guy and that guy… Haa.”

Gak-yeon, who was doing wall-facing meditation in his room, let out another deep sigh.

“Come here!”

As the incredibly arrogant voice continued to be heard, Gak-yeon’s patience also reached its limit.

Clatter!

When he waved his hand, the door of the small room rattled open.

“Come he… Oh! It finally opened!”

“Don’t you have hands? If you came, you could have quietly entered. What’s with all this noisy fuss as if you’re some grand procession?”

Looking at Tae-won Jin-in of Seon-jon entering inside, Gak-yeon showed his anger.

“Oh my?”

Then he swallowed a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Haven’t you given up sweets yet?”

Tae-won grinned while showing the sweets he brought with both hands full.

“Isn’t that the lifelong challenge of my life? Hehehe!”

He set down the confections he had brought with a grin on a small table. There were quite a few more than expected.

“And when your one and only close friend comes after so long, you should come running out barefoot, what are you doing dawdling around like that?”

“What’s there to be so happy about, cheering and welcoming me? Do you think this is your inner chamber?”

Despite Gak-yeon’s scolding, Tae-won brought out a cushion on his own and plopped down.

“What a petty nature. That’s why you still haven’t achieved rejuvenation!”

Tae-won had touched Gak-yeon’s sore spot.

“Gak-yeon, I’m telling you. Now I don’t envy your ability to see heavenly secrets at all? Being young is a hundred times better than heavenly secrets! Isn’t that right?”

Bang!

Gak-yeon threw a punch at Tae-won without any warning.

Tae-won casually blocked it with his palm as if it were nothing.

Crash!

A heavy boom echoed through the small room.

“Damn bastard.”

Whether Gak-yeon cursed or not, all of Tae-won’s attention was focused on the confections. He licked his lips and then shoved a whole skewer of confections into his mouth at once.

Watching Tae-won chew the confections with bulging cheeks, Gak-yeon couldn’t help but frown.

“Give me a cup of tea?”

“What are you asking! Hurry up and bring it!”

When Tae-won Jin-in beat his chest with his fist, Gak-yeon poured him some cold tea.

“Uhhhhh.”

As the confections that had been stuck were washed down by the tea, Tae-won Jin-in shuddered with sweetness.

What kind of sight was this, a Taoist of Wudan going crazy over confections.

Gak-yeon clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“The world has come to an end, truly the end.”

“What’s that monk saying?”

“Where does a Taoist get off running his mouth so carelessly?”

“Shall the Taoist and monk have a match?”

“Fine! Today let’s settle once and for all who wins!”

The more harsh words they exchanged, the warmer their gazes toward each other seemed to shine.

Then they both burst into laughter at the same time.

“Hahaha!”

“Hehehe!”

An old man and a boy.

Though their appearances were clearly different, their laughter was strangely similar.

“Eat slowly. I’ll brew you some tea.”

“That’s not easy.”

For Tae-won Jin-in, restraining himself with confections was harder than cultivation.

“But what money did you use to buy so many confections? Weren’t you the one who couldn’t even afford proper clothes because you had no money?”

Tae-won Jin-in used to save and scrimp just to barely buy a single confection.

Gak-yeon couldn’t help but be puzzled.

“Someone appeared who buys me confections for the first time. Hehehe!”

“Someone buys you confections?”

Gak-yeon paused while brewing tea.

Not many people knew that Tae-won was addicted to confections.

“Hmm.”

There was something suspicious about this.

What reason would there be to come all the way to Ye carrying those confections?

Gak-yeon put down the teapot.

“You didn’t just come to visit.”

“Sharp as always.”

“Speak.”

Tae-won Jin-in raised his head and stared at Gak-yeon.

“I saw Ma-in.”

“…!”

“I felt your Buddha energy from That Child. Why did you do such a thing?”

Tae-won Jin-in’s tone, now devoid of laughter, was quite sharp and stern, not matching his youthful face.

Meanwhile, a loving smile bloomed on Gak-yeon’s face.

“It seems you’ve met my granddaughter.”

“…Granddaughter?”

How could someone without children have a granddaughter?

To the bewildered Tae-won, Gak-yeon said.

“The Purple Star I mentioned before is That Child.”

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