The Ignored Granddaughter of a Murim Family - Chapter 66

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Chapter 66
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In the Namgung Family Medical Chamber, the Old Physician waited for Namgung Wan, who had gone to find Baek Li-yeon. He jumped to his feet in surprise upon seeing those who had arrived with him.
“Young Master? Are you injured as well? Where is the wound?”
Namgung Wan answered in his stead.
“He’s fine.”
“Pardon?”
The physician, who had been momentarily bewildered, spoke.
“Then what brings you here?”
“We came because of Yeon.”
“I was asking about Young Master, not So Ga-ju…”
“Ryu-cheong came because of Yeon!”
“I beg your pardon?”
Namgung Wan waved his hand dismissively and pointed to me.
“Enough idle chatter. Examine Yeon’s wound first.”
The physician’s expression still bore traces of confusion, but he immediately began examining me. After unwrapping the bandage and inspecting my wound, he spoke with mild surprise.
“Your healing capacity is quite remarkable. The flesh has knitted together beautifully. I believe we can remove the remaining stitches as is.”
“Already?”
“I was concerned given how deep the wound was, but it seems my worry was unfounded. The prognosis is far better than anticipated.”
The physician gently tapped my plump fingers and asked.
“There’s no numbness anywhere, is there? Now, try moving your fingers. Gently, not forcefully. Yes, just like that.”
“When would it be safe for her to resume training?”
“If we continue disinfecting and observe for about another week, that should suffice.”
Namgung Wan nodded with satisfaction and spoke.
“You heard him? Baek Li-yeon, prepare yourself to enter Changung Pavilion in about a week.”
“Changung Pavilion?”
“Changung Pavilion?”
The first was my voice; the second belonged to Namgung Ryu-cheong.
Changung Pavilion was where the Namgung Clan’s disciples underwent closed-door cultivation. The young masters and ladies of Martial World families did not conduct such training just anywhere.
They trained in places abundant with qi, the vital energy of nature itself, which allowed them to accumulate martial power far more rapidly. Typically, they sought naturally formed locations and had their families acquire and maintain them for this purpose.
The Baek Li Family possessed such a place as well. However, the Namgung Clan’s closed-door cultivation site, Changung Pavilion, possessed a peculiarity unlike other families. Rather than utilizing a naturally formed location, the Namgung Clan had artificially created it using formation arrays and mystical techniques.
Initially, people doubted the cultivation efficacy of Changung Pavilion, but the Namgung Clan proved its worth through their martial prowess. As they continued to produce formidable masters, some even attributed the Namgung Clan’s martial supremacy to the benefits of Changung Pavilion.
Namgung Ryu-cheong continued.
“Why would Baek Li-yeon enter Changung Pavilion?”
“You seem to have forgotten, but Changung Pavilion also possesses healing enhancement effects. She enters for treatment purposes.”
Namgung Wan addressed Namgung Ryu-cheong before turning back to me.
“I believe I explained Changung Pavilion to you briefly before.”
That was true. Since I had not anticipated entering it, I had not listened carefully.
Namgung Wan provided a more detailed explanation.
“Changung Pavilion can only be entered alone. And once the doors close, the rule is that they do not open again for at least a fortnight. Once you step inside, even if you wish to leave, you absolutely cannot for a fortnight.”
If this were modern society, confining a seven-year-old child somewhere would be reported as child abuse without question.
But this world knew nothing of child rights or such concepts. In poor households, once a child could walk, they had to do their share of work. So in a martial family that staked their lives on the sword, it was natural to subject a seven-year-old to closed-door training.
“So will you enter? Ryu-cheong went through it at your age too.”
My answer was simple.
“I’ll do it!”
I couldn’t afford to miss an opportunity like this.
‘I needed an environment where I could focus entirely on my training anyway.’
With Yalyu, Seo Ha-ryeong, and recently Namgung Ryu-cheong constantly coming and going, it was difficult to concentrate fully.
“Understood. You heard that too?”
Namgung Wan looked back at Namgung Ryu-cheong.
Namgung Ryu-cheong’s expression seemed somewhat aggrieved for reasons unclear.
Seeing this, Namgung Wan clicked his tongue and spoke.
“So stop wasting time on frivolous things and focus on your training. This isn’t a time for you to be so carefree, is it?”
Wait, telling someone already obsessed with training to train even more? Is this the Namgung Clan’s method of education?
‘No wonder the boy is growing up twisted.’
Namgung Ryu-cheong, who had been looking down for a moment, opened his mouth with determination.
“Father, if you allow it, once Baek Li-yeon comes out, I will also enter the Changung Pavilion….”
“You will not.”
Namgung Wan cut him off firmly before he could even finish his sentence.
Namgung Ryu-cheong bit his lip and lowered his head. The sight of him looked quite pitiful.
“Why can’t Young Master?”
“You have too much greed.”
“Pardon?”
“When cultivating, the three of essence, energy, and spirit must achieve balance.”
Essence, energy, and spirit referred in order to body, vital force, and mind. Applied to martial arts, they could be seen as swordsmanship, inner power, and enlightenment.
“But Ryu-cheong lacks spirit. On top of that, your sword energy lately…. In any case, if you become greedy here, your balance will collapse.”
And if balance collapsed, one could fall into demonic cultivation.
‘I see….’
Usually people like me fall into demonic cultivation because their inner power runs rampant, but lacking enlightenment was the problem here.
Truly, Namgung Ryu-cheong—the unparalleled genius—faced trials different from ordinary people.
It also meant he had been continuously consuming precious elixirs beneficial for raising inner power since childhood.
“And who do you think you should be concerned about right now?”
Namgung Wan poked my forehead and spoke.
I rubbed my forehead and pouted. Just as the conversation seemed to be wrapping up, the physician opened his mouth.
“Then I shall remove the stitches now.”
“What? Right now? Wait a moment!”
As I cried out in surprise, Namgung Ryu-cheong raised his eyebrows and looked at me.
“What’s wrong?”
I placed a hand on my chest and took a deep breath.
“I need a moment to prepare myself….”
Before I could finish speaking, Namgung Wan seized my arm and shoulder firmly.
I couldn’t move an inch.
“Remove it.”
“Yes.”
“Ah! Wait a moment!”
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“Uuuugh. Well then, I’ll be going now.”
Baek Li-yeon bowed and shuffled away, her shoulders drooping visibly—a clear reflection of her current state of mind. Namgung Wan leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, clicking his tongue as he watched her retreating figure.
Shim Bu-gwan spoke with a smile.
“Why do you say that? If she were an ordinary child, she would have cried and made a fuss by now.”
“Cry? Over removing a few stitches? She just whimpers a little.”
His expression belied his words, remaining quite pleased.
Namgung Wan spoke with a slightly boastful tone.
“When I stitched her up last time, she whimpered so much. Then she got drowsy from the painkillers and fell asleep in the Medical Chamber, so I had to carry her all the way to the Residence Quarter.”
Shim Bu-gwan smiled and spoke.
“Even so, she’s far more composed than children her age.”
“Hmph, I suppose.”
“Didn’t she say she would enter the Changung Pavilion without hesitation? Honestly, I didn’t expect her to agree so readily.”
At seven years old, even the bravest child would fear being alone.
“Whether she’s fearless or thoughtless, I can’t tell.”
Baek Li-yeon was still looking down at her palm as she walked, seemingly troubled.
“Look at her, not watching where she’s going.”
“The Young Master is beside her, so she won’t fall.”
Namgung Ryu-cheong said something to Baek Li-yeon. When she looked up and replied, he tilted his head slightly, avoiding her gaze.
“Heh.”
Namgung Wan sighed. Shim Bu-gwan spoke with surprise.
“It seems the Young Master is quite helpless against the young lady, doesn’t it?”
“There’s no way that could be true of Ryu-cheong’s temperament.”
Yet his words lacked conviction, and even he sounded doubtful.
“What on earth happened while I was away?”
Shim Bu-gwan burned with determination to return and interrogate his subordinates about every detail of what had occurred.
Then Namgung Wan asked, as if just remembering.
“Ah, that’s right. So, what was the reason you returned in such haste?”
Shim Bu-gwan’s gentle demeanor vanished as if cold water had been thrown on it. Namgung Wan couldn’t hide his bewilderment at the sight of Shim Bu-gwan’s sharp eyes surveying their surroundings.
This was the Namgung Family Medical Chamber, where only those of confirmed status within the Namgung Clan could enter. Moreover, this room contained only the Old Physician, who had served the family for generations.
There was no need to be cautious about speaking here.
That was why Namgung Wan had asked so casually. Finding even that insufficient, Shim Bu-gwan sent a transmission instead of speaking aloud.
[I have discovered who attacked Palgwae Village.]

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