The Hwangbo Clan’s Beloved Live-In Son-in-Law - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

 

Hwangbo Family’s hereditary martial arts, a variation of the Swift Three , the foot sword technique Swift Flash followed by One Flash Thrust .

 

A vigorous thrust following the lightning-like foot sword technique landed properly.

 

Shihui’s head tilted down as if in disbelief.

 

In those bloodshot eyes was etched the sharp blade that had pierced diagonally through his side.

 

“Cowardly…!”

 

The criticism came from their own allies.

 

Jang-hwi barely managed to stop Seo Yun from shouting.

 

What a fool, not knowing what it meant to openly criticize a great family’s honor.

 

“What are you doing!”

 

However, they weren’t the only ones watching.

 

Namgung Seol, tied up with rope, looked on with an expression of disbelief.

 

“Cough!”

 

The person in question, however, didn’t seem particularly concerned.

 

When Xie Baowei twisted and pulled out his sword Black Swallow that he had thrust diagonally through the side, Shihui’s massive body spat blood and staggered back.

 

He didn’t know what had been done, but the gushing wound began to heal quickly.

 

So he couldn’t just stand and watch.

 

“Finally, nirvana.”

 

Power entered Shihui’s wavering staff. The energy waves seemed visibly extending in streams.

 

Terrifying brute force once again covered the sky.

 

At the same time, Xie Baowei’s sword also struck the ground diagonally.

 

With legs spread wide, a center like Mount Tai was established.

 

What is heavy beyond heavy is a mountain.

 

It was the moment when Shihui’s body, which seemed ready to crush Xie Baowei to pulp with that solemn momentum, suddenly stopped with a jolt.

 

He stepped deeply with his left foot and slashed upward powerfully.

 

“Amita…”

 

Hwangbo Family Martial Arts , Mount Tai Heavy Hand Second Form , Mountain Peak Push .

 

Contrary to his twisted torso, the sword extended heavily toward the sky, cutting through the air without obstruction.

 

Swoosh.

 

Shihui’s head floated up into the sky.

 

It was a pitiful end, unworthy of the notorious reputation that had shaken the four seas.

 

Amitabha.

 

Thud. Thump.

 

From the mouth of Shihui fallen to the ground, words he couldn’t fully utter flowed out like a hallucination.

 

Shihui’s body, which had moved a beat late as if pressed down by something, couldn’t control its final struggle and spun round and round through the air.

 

Blood shot up like a fountain and spread in all directions, then the monster’s body fell with a thud.

 

Blood that gushed out like it was from several people’s worth flowed, creating a small stream.

 

A distinct stench flowed from the blood.

 

Sniff sniff.

 

Xie Baowei, who had been thoroughly drenched in that blood, frowned as he smelled the odor on his body and sword.

 

During all this time, no one moved or spoke.

 

Only then, when he turned around, did he see everyone standing there looking at him.

 

Namgung Bin didn’t hide his wavering eyes.

 

“…I’m somewhat on the cowardly side.”

 

Xie Baowei shrugged his shoulders, roughly cleaned his sword and wiped the blade, then sheathed it.

 

“To interfere in a warrior’s duel!”

 

“I’m not a warrior.”

 

“Ugh. Brother could have handled it sufficiently. Brother’s honor!”

 

“…Mm. Well. Yes. I acknowledge it. I was hasty. I’m sorry.”

 

Xie Baowei nodded his head roughly.

 

After that, he turned to look at Jang-hwi and Seo Yun and spoke.

 

“I made a mistake. Do you understand?”

 

The two people who had been staring at him like he was crazy nodded their heads blankly.

 

“The child will wake up. Let’s go quickly. This place smells too much.”

 

He walked toward Yingying. He also conveyed with his eyes to Namgung Seol, who was likewise looking at him like he was crazy.

 

What. Why. I said I was sorry. Those guys understood too.

 

Then as he approached Yingying, the boy was staring intently at him.

 

Oh no.

 

“You were awake. I showed you something you shouldn’t have seen. Don’t look in that direction.”

 

“…Sob.”

 

Tears that had already been welling up fell drop by drop.

 

Xie Baowei started to hug the boy but hesitated. He turned his head and called to the two people who were still standing with foolish expressions.

 

Then Jang-hwi jumped in surprise and ran over to cut the ropes binding Namgung Seol and Yingying.

 

Yingying ran over and threw herself into Xie Baowei’s arms.

 

“Oh. This blood and smell… Well… yes. Yes. It’s okay. Now.”

 

Whether the sticky blood got on her body or not, the child cried for a long time in Xie Baowei’s embrace.

 

Namgung Seol, who had been wondering whether to be angry or grateful while dumbfounded, also let out a small sigh seeing that scene.

 

“Are you alright? Brother.”

 

“…It’s nothing serious.”

 

Namgung Bin came to his younger brother, touching around his collarbone area where he had taken the blow.

 

Namgung Seol frowned and brushed that hand away.

 

Already swollen red, it looked like a serious injury.

 

“…Still, if it were brother, you would have overcome it.”

 

Seeing the wound, he felt relief that moving more would have made the injury worse, but he felt petty as if he had lost somehow.

 

At those complaint-like words, Namgung Bin smiled bitterly.

 

Even so, he carefully examined his younger brother’s face and body.

 

Though his face was pale, there didn’t seem to be any major injuries.

 

Seeing those eyes, Namgung Seol pouted and grumbled.

 

“From hitting so many stones, my fingernails broke.”

 

He made a cute crying face saying “hmph.”

 

Perhaps because the tension was released, the expression he only showed to his brother came out naturally.

 

It would have been affection for his brother who had responded to his expectations and praise for his own wit, but.

 

“It wasn’t me who did it.”

 

Namgung Bin naturally looked toward Xie Baowei.

 

Ah, Namgung Seol turned his head.

 

“You must give your thanks.”

 

“…Hmph.”

 

“You must.”

 

Namgung Bin nodded with stern eyes. Feeling disappointed by this, Namgung Seol tapped his shoulder.

 

Only then did Namgung Bin smile gently.

 

However, there wasn’t only good news.

 

“…Elder Monk.”

 

“Monk!”

 

A little distance from where the rock had been, clothing and a corpse that appeared to belong to the Elder Monk who had been captured before Yingying and Namgung Seol were found.

 

The body, with its brain, heart, and parts of internal organs torn out, was respectfully recovered and carried down by Jang-hwi and Seo Yun, who cried for a long time.

 

Deep sorrow settled over Hanzhong City.

 

Recovery efforts also proceeded simultaneously. Warriors climbed the mountain to search for remains of other victims.

 

It was around that time that herb gatherers and hunters resumed their activities.

 

“Take this.”

 

Namgung Bin persistently called him Brother Jin.

 

Previously, he had used informal speech while showing respect and treating him as an equal, but now he was speaking formally and treating him as a superior.

 

With such blatant behavior continuing, Xie Baowei couldn’t ignore it either.

 

He wondered why, but in his life, he had rarely understood what those bastards were thinking.

 

So, he decided to go along with it for now.

 

“What is this?”

 

“Purple gromwell, notoginseng, heartleaf houttuynia, tiger bone.”

 

These were medicinal herbs good for wound regeneration and recovery that he had obtained while searching for deer antler.

 

“You use them. You know how to use them, right? Make sure you use the tiger bone. Well… Give some of the leftovers to your sister or not, whatever.”

 

“…Thank you.”

 

Namgung Bin smiled brightly.

 

This arrogant guy strangely had his expression soften whenever he looked at him.

 

But it was awkward. Not that Xie Baowei felt awkward, but Namgung Bin himself was awkward.

 

How should he put it, like he had never played the role of a younger brother before?

 

“The deer antler is for the boy. Don’t covet it.”

 

“Yes.”

 

The messenger pigeon from Luoyang took longer than expected.

 

Thanks to that, the group rested more leisurely than ever before.

 

Namgung Bin focused on tending to his wounds.

 

Perhaps having gained something from the battle with Shihuo, like those with high pride, he withdrew into himself.

 

“That last energy was…”

 

“What?”

 

“…Nothing.”

 

He occasionally sent questioning glances toward Xie Baowei, but it didn’t seem to be anything significant.

 

Xie Baowei was similar.

 

All day long, he boiled medicine, ground it, applied it, and consumed it.

 

Then he slept. He slept and slept and slept some more.

 

Yingying initially stayed close by Xie Baowei’s side, but that changed after a day.

 

“…I’ll be back.”

 

“Alright.”

 

Contrary to Namgung Seol’s concerns, Yingying approached her first.

 

During that period, the two stuck together like sisters.

 

“They look just like a close aunt and niece.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

After nearly being unable to breathe, he didn’t bring up that topic again.

 

Perhaps because Namgung Seol had quite a few younger siblings, she took good care of Yingying too.

 

Watching this, Xie Baowei pondered for a long time whether it was right to keep the child by his side, but he had no choice.

 

What worried him more was the child’s safety and how to send her back.

 

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t find a satisfactory solution.

 

Part of it was because the child had turned pale just from him circulating his qi.

 

Though she said “I understand” as if she had made a firm resolution, watching a five-year-old bow deeply as if going to her death made such thoughts disappear.

 

It was because of his own foolishness in being unable to do either.

 

Xie Baowei shook his head bitterly.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

“Right.”

 

The reply from Luoyang was brief.

 

Naturally, the objective had changed.

 

Catch Qitian’s tail and interfere with him.

 

Cooperate with the Shu-Chuan Alliance.

 

And one more thing.

 

Xie Baowei caught Tougui?

 

Really? No, truly?

 

They asked “really” and “truly” twice.

 

“I’ve received messenger pigeons countless times, but this is the first time I’ve seen them ask twice.”

 

Namgung Seol giggled.

 

He didn’t know what kind of miracle had occurred, but Namgung Seol also acted as if she had become quite close to Xie Baowei.

 

When she seriously said “Thank you” and bowed her head,

 

He was mischievous and said “It would have been big trouble without me. Do well from now on,” but she must have thought it was a joke.

 

It wasn’t though.

 

“By the way, I’m not sure if things will go well with the Shu Alliance. Actually, even with the Shu Alliance, we’ll need to communicate with the Dang Family in Chengdu… As you know, brother, the Dang Family is…”

 

“Peculiar.”

 

“…Yes. Peculiar.”

 

Namgung Seol chattered like a chick. It was strange considering how taciturn she had been until now, but seeing how natural it was, this seemed to be her true nature.

 

How should he put it, more than he thought.

 

“Well. It’s fine. Because brother is here.”

 

Young-looking?

 

Namgung Bin smiled slightly at the gaze filled with infinite trust.

 

How peculiar.

 

The peculiarity they spoke of probably referred to the unique closed nature that the Dang Family displayed.

 

However, as someone from Shandong, Xie Baowei had rarely seen people who distinguished between self and others as clearly as those from Anhui, so he pursed his lips alone.

 

“Hmph. Why is your expression like that. That place too.”

 

“It’s nothing.”

 

Xie Baowei turned his head.

 

Since Yingying in his arms was looking up to see his expression, he smiled lightly for her.

 

“We’ll reach Suohua County soon.”

 

“Ah. Finally we can rest properly.”

 

The group didn’t rest, but they weren’t as rushed as before either.

 

They had put enough distance between them, and the path from Hanzhong to Chengdu was too rough and complex to rush.

 

There wasn’t just one path, and each path had its difficulties.

 

They were crossing the famous ‘Shu Road’ after all.

 

Among them, wasn’t this Zaogu Valley Road the most famous for being the fastest and most treacherous?

 

Without a silent and capable guide, one wouldn’t dare think of crossing it alone.

 

Therefore.

 

“We’ve almost escaped the Ziwo Road now?”

 

“Yes. That’s right.”

 

The guide was Huang Shi, a man in his forties with a kind and generous face. He had one daughter and two sons.

 

Like the other guides who had come to meet the group, he pondered for a long time, but fortunately nodded his head.

 

“Hah… Thank goodness. Really, this is the first time I almost died just from walking.”

 

As she said, the Shu Road was…

 

Recalling that treacherous path, Xie Baowei shook his head repeatedly.

 

He had walked all night, returned alive from enemy territory, and even crossed through enemy territory…

 

But this was the first time he had been afraid to take a single step.

 

Even the bold Chun-gil would have turned tail if told to go back.

 

“…Let’s take a more comfortable route when we return.”

 

Even Namgung Bin, who didn’t easily show weakness, said so.

 

Huang Shi laughed lightly, “Haha.”

 

It was because this was his livelihood.

 

Even for him, Zaogu Valley Road was a place where he risked his life with every step.

 

“Can we run a bit now?”

 

Namgung Seol said while stretching.

 

Her beloved horse that she was leading, Liuhua (Six Flowers: snow crystals), seemed pleased with those words as it lifted its hooves high and snorted.

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