The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 118

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Chapter 118

“You’re saying he left?”

It was a somewhat flustered voice.

Though he seemed to have resolve, he also appeared quite impulsive.

“Yes, Father. He originally said he had business to attend to, so there was no justification to detain him.”

“Hmm… I see. It can’t be helped.”

If only the conversation had ended a bit faster, he could have at least tried making a request.

Moreover, since it wasn’t a simple request but involved past favors, it would have been difficult to refuse.

“Still, Yeon did separately ask him to teach her martial arts later.”

“What did he say?”

“He said he would.”

“Good. That’s enough then. Well done.”

A blessing in disguise.

Rather than simply relying on chance for a future meeting, it was left as a promise.

“…Father, perhaps…”

“It’s not like that, so don’t worry.”

“Yes. I apologize.”

Though somewhat disappointing, it couldn’t be helped.

Today wasn’t the only opportunity after all.

“Elder. This is how things turned out.”

“It’s fine. This old man can teach her as originally planned.”

“You’re going to… teach her?”

Hayeon’s expression changed at the mention of teaching.

She usually showed an expressionless face, but at those words, she seemed to find some vitality.

“That’s right. Do you know about this old man?”

“Yes. I heard you were a commanding officer of the Imperial Guards.”

“Correct. I’m not some old man who would go somewhere and get beaten to death, so you can trust me.”

“Haha. Elder, your modesty is excessive. How many in this world could face you?”

Is this world a bit too vast?

Jingangwon thought that masters of such caliber could be encountered anywhere.

“Hehe. If you only believe father’s words, you won’t survive easily in Gangho.”

“…Yes, Elder.”

“Give me your wrist.”

He took Hayeon’s wrist to examine her body.

“Oh…?”

Doesn’t she have quite some talent?

“How is it, Elder?”

Perhaps because it concerned his daughter, the Head of the Family couldn’t leave her side.

“She has talent. Though it’s a bit late, it’s still fine.”

“Really, truly?”

“Yes. Why would this old man lie?”

It was the moment a new dawn rose for Hayeon.

Though she had said she would devote herself to studies, it was just words to avoid an arranged marriage, as her father and mother had expected.

“Since the night is deep today, let’s start tomorrow when dawn breaks.”

“Yes, Elder.”

Was it because he had just met Cheongun?

It didn’t feel like exceptionally outstanding talent.

However, Hayeon’s talent was certainly above average.

It was talent that could be called a female warrior in this Gangho.

* * *

The path to the Martial Arts Alliance wasn’t particularly close.

The route from Shandong to Hubei.

Though it was a longer distance than the path from Shaolin to Shandong, what mattered now was that it wasn’t a merchant journey.

Since he had spoken separately to Cheonjingjang, they would handle conveying the results from Wonsi to the main branch.

As Cheongun knew, Dokgo Geom had headed to the Martial Arts Alliance first, so he would probably be able to meet Dokgo Geom there as well.

One piece of information he heard from Dokgo Geom was about the Dragon Phoenix Assembly.

Along with the Later Generation Masters Competition, they were recruiting for the Yellow and Blue Divisions.

While it was possible to take separate tests to join, it was also possible to enter through the Dragon Phoenix Assembly.

They seemed quite concerned about the recent Demonic Sect affairs, and Cheongun was also on high alert regarding the Demonic Sect.

Therefore, for now, he planned to cooperate with the Martial Arts Alliance.

Using his internal energy to lightly brush away the dust on his body and clothes, Cheongun leisurely set off again.

This time, for some reason, he couldn’t feel Geou following him.

His ears became much quieter and his mind wasn’t distracted, but he was a bit worried since someone he always saw was nowhere to be found.

Still, wasn’t he once the king of beggars?

These were people who would be called fortunate even if they died sleeping on the streets.

“Speaking of which, this place brought unexpected gains too.”

He had planned to just take the Wonsi exam and return following his father’s words.

But he met Haweonje, who would become close to the Emperor in the near future, and also met Hayeon, who would be called one of the female warriors.

Moreover, he built connections with that family’s members, and met the Elder who had accumulated debt to Cheongun long ago.

“I should pay my respects to the Elder separately next time.”

Since he had quickly left to avoid more troublesome matters, he couldn’t even properly greet him.

Though the martial arts training from his childhood hadn’t been tremendously helpful to Cheongun, it certainly had been helpful, which couldn’t be denied.

“More than that, who would have thought that old man was a commanding officer of the Imperial Guards.”

How did they call such a person to Cheongeumjang to request martial arts training?

Was this also the power of gold?

Whatever it was, it was undoubtedly Cheongeumjang’s power.

Before departing for the Martial Arts Alliance, there was a place he needed to stop by briefly.

What gave Cheongun more information than others was about future events.

In other cases, he wasn’t much different from others.

Right now, he needed information appropriate for the current time.

It was a gathering of later generation masters who would open a new era within the Martial Arts Alliance.

Since they were holding the Dragon Phoenix Assembly along with recruiting for the Yellow and Blue Divisions, information about the current generation’s later masters was needed.

These later masters would be needed.

It wasn’t particularly difficult information to obtain.

Most later generation masters good enough to continue their families’ and sects’ lineages had already spread their names widely.

The place Cheongun headed to was a branch of Gaebang.

Normally, he would need to make contact through beggars on the streets, but Cheongun was different.

After all, the person who had been following Cheongun was a former Dragon Head.

Under the bridge.

A gloomy, damp place with a strange smell.

Cheongun appeared in what could be called a den of beggars.

A single knot hanging from his waist.

This was different from the knots that Gaebang beggars typically wore.

A knot permitted only to Dragon Heads or those who had been Dragon Heads.

It was like a token of an honored guest, and all Gaebang beggars who confirmed it had to treat him with utmost respect.

“That knot is…”

“Quickly inform Buntaju.”

The beggars who initially showed wariness soon withdrew their guard.

Not long after the news was delivered, Buntaju appeared in person.

Should he be called a beggar with considerable spirit?

Though it’s not a striking staff, the sight of him holding a staff looks quite convincing.

“It’s an honor to serve such a distinguished guest. I am Dangae, the Buntaju of the Shandong Bunta.”

“Pleased to meet you. I’ve come here because I have something to ask.”

“Please, come inside.”

It’s a shabby place.

The kind of place that’s completely opposite to Cheongun.

“Please, just tell me what you need.”

“I’d like to know about the rising talents of each sect and family. And also about other known rising talents.”

“Is this perhaps because of the Yongbongjihoei?”

“That’s correct.”

“Could you wait just a moment?”

“Yes.”

I wondered how long it would take, but it seems to be taking quite a bit longer than expected.

Are there more people to organize than anticipated?

Wherever I look, there are only beggars in this place.

Perhaps that’s why time seems to pass so slowly.

After quite some time, the Buntaju finally reappeared.

Seeing him carrying an armful of materials, there seems to be more information than expected.

“This is everything we have related to that matter.”

“It seems like quite a large amount.”

“It’s not small. Today’s information will continue into the future, won’t it?”

That’s true.

Their backgrounds, personalities, and temperaments aren’t easy to change.

If they also consistently record the things that do change, over time it will transform into something enormous.

“You’re not saying you’ll give me all of this.”

“Haha. That would be possible, but wouldn’t it be too much to take everything?”

“If it’s alright, may I check everything right now?”

“Yes. Of course.”

What does he plan to do by checking everything right now?

It’s not just one or two – there are actually countless people who have made names for themselves as rising talents in Gangho. It’s just that few among them become widely known.

“Jegal, Namgung, Moyong…”

Names that were absolutely unmistakable began to grace the beginning, and as it continued, successors of single-transmission sects also appeared.

“It’s not just vast, but also detailed.”

“We put quite a lot of effort into it.”

“That’s enough. Thank you.”

“When you say ‘enough’… do you mean you’ve memorized it all?”

“Yes. I have quite a good memory.”

“Oh my… I understand. Is there anything else you need?”

“No. That’s everything.”

I’ve stored it all in my head without missing a single detail.

I’ll probably meet many of these people at this Yongbongjihoei.

“Thank you. This has been a great help.”

“Not at all. With that token, you can receive help from any bunta, so please take good care of it.”

Having escaped from the beggars’ den, Cheongun immediately set out on the path toward the Murim Alliance.

Arriving quickly wouldn’t be bad either, but Cheongun borrowed a horse.

It was a simple matter of just stopping by a branch of Cheongeumjang that was here too, without needing to go anywhere else.

When he revealed that he was the Patriarch, they even offered him a horse they cherished.

They also said they couldn’t send the Patriarch of Cheongeumjang off like this, and gave him not just any horse but practically a war horse.

Doing this would only attract more attention from bandits.

Since branches of Cheongeumjang existed everywhere anyway, it wasn’t really necessary, but he thought that sometimes one should know how to accept such excessive loyalty.

“So you’re the one who will accompany me to the Murim Alliance.”

In his previous life, horses were nothing more than luxury items.

Lightly mounting the horse, the elevated view provided a certain novelness.

“Let’s go. To Hubei.”

The place that could be called the center of Gangho’s martial world.

To where the Murim Alliance is located.

There was a place he needed to stop by on the way.

Not anywhere else, just a place overflowing with spiritual energy would suffice.

He needed to consume the ten-thousand-year Polygonum multiflorum that he had obtained far too easily.

Doing it at an inn wouldn’t be bad either, but originally, spiritual medicines referred to things that contained the spiritual energy of nature.

So, he planned to find a place overflowing with that spiritual energy to begin.

“Let’s go.”

The horse moved simultaneously as he lightly spurred it.

Cheongun set out on the road, focusing on finding a location overflowing with spiritual energy rather than speed.

And there was another gaze that had attached itself to Cheongun.

It seemed like there was always one gaze following him wherever he went, but since Cheongun had begun revealing his identity, it was also inevitable.

“…The Murim Alliance… what is he trying to do.”

However, it felt fundamentally different from the gazes that had been attached to Cheongun until now.

It was the kind of look that seemed purely interested only in Cheongun’s movements.

They seemed to know something about Cheongun.

Judging by how they maintained a distance far enough to be barely visible to the naked eye while following.

And so Cheongun too.

And the one gaze that had attached itself to Cheongun.

Together began heading toward the Murim Alliance.

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