The Lightning I Harbor Is Too Strong - Chapter 27

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Episode 27
“You were born with the gift. If you set your mind to it and reached out, you could deceive even the abbot—so why won’t you deploy your Ki Perception?”
Musang was wrong for the first time.
It wasn’t that Jeong Ishin wouldn’t deploy it. He couldn’t.
Jeong Ishin struggled with how to explain this.
“Mm…….”
While he was thinking, a phrase drifted through his mind.
‘Ki Perception must be both delicate and abundant. The former is inborn; the latter is cultivated through effort.’
It was Yeohwi’s teaching.
Back at Mujeo Gaepung, conditions had been poor, so he’d only inscribed the concept in memory.
Jeong Ishin spoke those words aloud.
“I was taught that Ki Perception must be both delicate and abundant.”
“A kind way of putting it. As if you were explaining to a small child.”
“…….”
“Are you saying that your Ki Perception is not abundant enough?”
“……Yes, that’s right.”
Musang tilted his head.
“When I saw you before, there was no problem. It’s scant compared to Mu-ui, but if the Yeokgeun Sesu Gyeong prioritizes refining precision, I can understand that.”
He was referring to when Jeong Ishin had rung the great bell to prove himself.
Jeong Ishin’s head grew muddled again.
Now that he thought about it, he’d never spoken of his martial arts in detail.
Everyone assumed he was merely an heir to the Yeokgeun Sesu Gyeong.
When he’d mentioned Mujeo Gaepung, he’d only said he’d learned martial arts from his grandfather.
It seemed they all took it for granted that the Yeokgeun Sesu Gyeong was the only art he’d learned ‘properly.’
‘Ah……!’
Jeong Ishin decided that now was the time to show through action.
He at once breathed according to the incantation of the Gugeuk Cheonroe Gong.
Since arriving in Jungwon, he’d never fully awakened it.
The only time he’d deployed it was the wall technique at Mughoecae.
Thrum—
The sensation of Heaven’s Thunder Energy stirring awake felt welcome.
With his internal injuries healed, the Thunder Energy coursed unobstructed through the complete meridians.
Jeong Ishin considered carefully.
Which technique should he deploy so that Musang would understand his situation?
All things considered…….
“That’s it.”
“……?”
“I understand now.”
* * *
Golden Thunder Energy leapt from Jeong Ishin’s palm.
Musang’s eyes kindled with interest.
“The Gugeuk Cheonroe Gong. A divine art that tempers lightning. The Middle Dantian……the Thunder Wheel, was it?”
“Yes, Master.”
“A wise form. Had the lightning chosen the Dantian as its seat, it would have dispersed long ago. But because it orbits the heart, it has instead gained new capability.”
Musang examined it so closely it seemed he was deliberately feigning ignorance of the Thunder Energy.
After a moment’s contemplation, he had Jeong Ishin sit upon the courtyard floor.
“Now I know what to teach you. Close your eyes.”
Jeong Ishin complied without hesitation.
After a short while, Musang asked.
“Do you see it?”
“……Yes?”
“I asked if you see it. I told you to close your eyes, not to close your ears.”
“……No, I don’t see anything.”
“Correct. Because your sight has been cut off.”
“……?”
At Jeong Ishin’s bewildered sound, his mouth fell slightly open.
But Musang pressed on without care.
“Spread out your True Energy.”
“Ki Perception is…….”
“Your True Energy suffices. Even first-rate martial artists use Ki Perception if they have the talent. Borrowing your words, they simply wield it less delicately than you might.”
“Hmm…….”
“If you understand, do as I tell you.”
“Yes!”
Musang’s voice had grown cold, so Jeong Ishin immediately awakened his Heavenly Thunder Energy.
He spread it throughout his entire body, extending it outward—densely, without a single gap.
This was the basic application of Ki Perception.
‘Barely a hand’s breadth. That’s all.’
It remained unchanged. Jeong Ishin’s Ki Perception could reach only a very narrow range.
But within that range, he could sense everything.
Soon Jeong Ishin detected something within his perceptual field.
At first glance it seemed like True Energy, but its presence was extraordinarily faint.
It wouldn’t stay still; it kept circling around Jeong Ishin.
Then Musang asked.
“Do you see it?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Where is it?”
“It just passed my left cheek.”
“……What?”
“Now it’s above my head. Ah, now it’s moving past my right shoulder…….”
Jeong Ishin continued to track this circling presence.
Of course, since his perceptual range barely extended beyond one cheek, he could only speak when it drew near.
“Eyes! Chest! Legs!”
Yet even as he spoke, he wondered inwardly what on earth this was all about.
After chasing this mysterious presence through roughly two full circles around his body,
he heard Musang’s voice, now settled and quiet.
“Open…… your eyes.”
“Hm?”
There was only one difference from before he had closed them.
A single Leaf, hovering in front of his face.
Jeong Ishin laughed awkwardly.
It was scarcely more than a hand’s length and a half away.
This must have been the object Musang prepared to test his Ki Perception.
Yet until he opened his eyes, he hadn’t known.
His Ki Perception hadn’t reached that far.
Jeong Ishin had long known this fact about himself, but he’d just demonstrated it far too plainly to Musang.
Musang probably hadn’t expected it to be this limited either.
Indeed, Musang simply stared at Jeong Ishin with a dazed expression.
“Ahaha…… That’s why I haven’t been developing my Ki Perception. The utility was too poor…… But if I steadily accumulate True Energy, won’t I eventually be able to perceive a wider range?”
“No.”
“……Perhaps…… it will take a very long time?”
“No, that’s not it either.”
Musang shook his head.
Only then did Jeong Ishin understand.
Musang wasn’t answering his question.
Musang was staring intently at Jeong Ishin’s chest, gauging something.
After a moment, Musang spoke in a measured voice.
“Do you understand what you were tracking just now?”
“Well…… wasn’t it True Energy?”
That faint presence which had circled around him.
It had no physical substance. Jeong Ishin’s reasoning was sound, but Musang shook his head.
Then came a statement so absurd it was almost laughable.
“That was my Will.”
It was a claim so hollow he forgot how to respond.
“And you perceived my Will.”
“……You mean it wasn’t True Energy, sir?”
“It was Natural Energy infused with Will, so you could also call that True Energy.”
However, if there were a way to distinguish between them.
The implications of his continued words were clear.
There was no way to distinguish between them.
“……I find that difficult to understand.”
“I feel the same. Your Ki Perception is too densely concentrated. Now I understand why you spouted that nonsense about lacking True Energy to expand it. It’s probably the Thunder Wheel’s influence.”
He said this wasn’t the wrong direction.
If Internal Cultivation were infinite, nothing could be more ideal than this.
Besides, with the Thunder Wheel, even that shouldn’t be beyond reach.
Yet Musang shook his head.
“But even so, you’re looking at decades at minimum. And that path doesn’t suit you. As I said, you have an innate sense. The fact that you perceived my intent despite being concentrated—it doesn’t make sense.”
“What should I do, then?”
“Your Ki Perception is a surface. It wraps around you seamlessly. Unravel that surface. Your True Energy is too fierce and overwhelming to use in a compressed form.”
“A surface…….”
“Split it. Split it again. Divide your True Energy into the thinnest width you can manage. But not points. You’re not yet at the level to cast your Will into Natural Energy.”
Jeong Ishin didn’t fully grasp everything Musang said. But he thought he understood how to handle his True Energy.
Unravel the surface. Not points.
Naturally, there was only one thing for Jeong Ishin to aim for.
A line.
‘Ki Perception as a line?’
Holding that doubt, he drew a single strand of Thunder Energy from his Dantian.
“……Why is your True Energy deployment so fast?”
“Because I’ve been economizing due to insufficient True Energy, it’s become a habit.”
“……This is maddening. Just push it all out.”
That too was fast—no different from when he fed Oseoh.
Musang let out a breathless laugh as if astounded, then urged Jeong Ishin on.
“Draw more. Draw it all. Transform all your True Energy into lines and spread them in every direction.”
When it was just one strand, it was no different from Oseoh’s food.
But when another strand was added beside it, and then another, and then another.
The radiating filaments spreading from Jeong Ishin’s center began to read the surroundings.
Only then did the lines of Thunder Energy take on the nature of Ki Perception.
Yet Thunder Energy still remained.
Only then did Jeong Ishin realize how absurdly he had been deploying his Ki Perception.
‘With just one strand of Thunder Energy, I’m sensing this much range…….’
Of course, the precision was less than the surface form, but the range had expanded beyond comparison.
‘I was looking at the world through a microscope.’
Jeong Ishin gave a rueful smile and added more Thunder Energy to his Ki Perception.
Like branches sprouting from a tree, countless golden lines spread outward across the ground in all directions from his center.
Crack—
By the time the Thunder Energy in his Dantian was nearly depleted.
“Wow.”
Jeong Ishin could……bring the entire mountainside beneath his feet under his Ki Perception.
“……Heh. So I couldn’t even see past the Abbot’s level.”
He didn’t miss Musang’s softly muttered voice either.
* * *
Crack—
He felt a faint strand of Thunder Energy pass nearby.
Sitting atop a great boulder high on Songsan, Musang couldn’t help but let out a breathless laugh.
The way the Thunder Energy spreading across the ground ingeniously avoided him was utterly ridiculous.
‘He’s already handling Ki Perception at this level.’
It had been less than a month since Musang himself had named this method of Internal Cultivation based on Thunder Energy the Manrae Yuusa.
His growth was unprecedented. Musang could no longer fully grasp Jeong Ishin.
By the measure of his Realm, it was impossible—yet the Thunder Wheel circling Jeong Ishin’s heart made it possible.
That strange Middle Dantian, which even Musang could only observe when Jeong Ishin revealed it.
‘……Can that even be called a Middle Dantian?’
Of course, a normal Middle Dantian, if opened, grants what could be called true power.
Internal Cultivation becomes far purer and True Energy deployment advances to another dimension—all effects that defy description.
But Jeong Ishin’s Thunder Wheel followed a different path entirely.
At this point, Musang wanted to peer into Jeong Ishin’s mind, which treated the Thunder Wheel’s function as nothing more than increased energy storage and Internal Cultivation amplification.
‘What Heaven has bestowed, a human has received and woven together.’
For now, there were only two rings, but no one knew where it would lead.
It was truly infinite possibility lying dormant.
Why did such a thing need to exist in this world?
Why did such a thing dwell in that boy?
Though Musang had reached the highest Realm and glimpsed Heaven’s Secret, he still could not comprehend the Will of Heaven.
Simply.
“……I merely follow.”
So long as it brings no harm to my people.
Musang swallowed the rest and cast his gaze far away. It fell upon their dwelling below.
Jeong Ishin, who had just finished his Ki Perception training, was bounding into the hut with a beaming smile.
A small courtyard and an even smaller, shabby house.
That was all Baekun Am held. There was nothing here for a youth in his prime to enjoy.
It was no accident that the elders kept visiting to check on Jeong Ishin.
Yet Jeong Ishin truly did not mind such things.
He did not now.
Jeong Ishin was absorbed in writing something into a Blank Book he had asked Deokryeong to obtain for him.
“……Is there still more?”
Even Musang had only recently learned what it truly was.
“Yeolae Sinjang, Baekbo Sinquon, Daebanya Geumgang Gong…… Ha, hahahaha.”
All martial arts in the world come from Shaolin.
Just as the saying went—every martial art under heaven had its origin in Shaolin.
Shaolin was undeniably the wellspring of orthodox martial learning.
Yet even Shaolin could not escape the long years of strife and the calamity that followed in its wake, and so many teachings were lost to time.
Later, Shaolin would reclaim its glory through the giant known as Musang, but its roots could never be fully restored.
“I thought it was gone…… yet it has returned. To the embrace of family…… with family beside it.”
Suddenly, he recalled Gongheon, who more than a century ago had ruffled his hair and departed Shaolin.
The Grand Master, so robust and towering that he seemed to dwarf all else, was surely different from this youth lying on the ground now with eyes ablaze—and yet somehow their forms seemed to overlap in his memory.
And so Musang could only sigh and speak.
“So be it. I will not stop you, if it is for your master’s sake. Only…… take what you need in moderation.”
Glancing down, he could see a field where fresh shoots were beginning to sprout.
Squeak!
Whoosh—
And two beasts romping frantically through that very field.
“The Daehwan Dan ingredients—please, I beg you—”
Squeeeak!
“No, not there! Stop—!”
The Thunderbolt I Carry Is Too Powerful
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