The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

“…How is it that you seem different?”

“Can you see it?”

“Of course. However, the change is not great… it doesn’t look like you’ve gained enlightenment.”

“I consumed something precious.”

“…Again?”

How does such a reaction come about?

We are, after all, in a disciple and master relationship.

“How precious must it be for you to personally call it precious?”

“I was lucky and managed to obtain a ten-thousand-year fleece-flower root. Would you like some? There’s some left.”

“…Really?”

Even if he’s the Geomma, it seems his heart stirs slightly at the mention of a ten-thousand-year fleece-flower root.

“So that’s where your inner energy comes from. It’s not just talent alone.”

“It’s the result of talent, time, and financial resources combined, isn’t it?”

“Hah. Yes. Draw your sword. I’ll ask one thing and show you something as well.”

The new sword Geomma brought felt different, clearly made by a master craftsman.

“When you saw what I named the ‘Echo of Sword Energy,’ how was it?”

“It was amazing.”

“Then, what else did you achieve?”

Geomma was carefully observing Cheongun’s method of circulating inner energy.

It was the kind that was hard to tell whether to call it part of an internal cultivation technique or a qi circulation method.

“It was impressive how you gave form to the inner energy itself and left it behind.”

“And?”

“So one question arose. Does Master truly need a sword?”

“You’re talking about this.”

At those words, Geomma, who had drawn his sword, soon sheathed it.

Then, he created a sword made entirely of inner energy and grasped it in his hand.

A sword that only Cheongun, who could see the flow of inner energy with his eyes, could perceive.

“Formless Sword…”

Literally a sword without form.

A sword made only of true energy that could cut through anything.

“Maintaining it like this isn’t difficult. However…”

Suddenly, those languid eyes changed.

Cheongun, meeting those eyes, immediately raised his sword as well.

Clang!

A single clear explosive sound rang out.

Cheongun’s sword and Geomma’s formless sword had collided.

Indeed, because it was a sword made only of true energy, the shock transmitted through the blade was extraordinary.

“When shock begins to be applied like this, maintaining that form becomes not so easy.”

As he said, Cheongun could see the flow becoming unstable.

‘What a mysterious flow.’

It was the first time he’d encountered such a thing throughout his previous life.

Perhaps that’s why curiosity was contained in Cheongun’s eyes as well.

However, if he used that flow as it was, couldn’t Cheongun create it even now?

“Will you try it?”

“Yes.”

Cheongun, who answered without hesitation, began circulating his inner energy exactly as he had seen.

Thinking there was a sword while not holding one, creating it itself wasn’t so easy.

‘…Should I change the sequence?’

There was definitely a hidden flow that hadn’t been visible.

If he couldn’t find that flow, creating it would probably be impossible.

‘…Can’t I combine them?’

Suddenly, the echo of sword energy that Geomma had shown came to mind.

If he made it into something graspable, wouldn’t it be similar to a formless sword?

Formless sword was both a term for the sword itself and a term representing a certain realm.

Cheongun focused on the former.

‘There’s no need to necessarily make it into a sword…’

When he concentrated inner energy at his fingertips and drew once through the air, an echo familiar to both of them was created, albeit small.

Even Cheongun couldn’t easily grasp what he had created like that.

So, one more process was needed to firmly wrap his entire grasping hand with inner energy.

After wrapping it like that, he slowly extended his hand and was able to grasp the small echo that fit in one hand.

Sizzle.

Pain as if burning was transmitted from his palm.

However, without any change in expression, Cheongun began to gradually change the flow of inner energy wrapped around his hand.

There was some pain, but at an acceptable level.

And the thing containing the echo also began to undergo gradual changes.

When the two flows began to become similar through gradual changes.

‘Now.’

He instantly reversed the entire flow.

Then, the inner energy and echo that had begun to twist and seemed ready to explode at any moment began to merge into one under Cheongun’s suppression.

Thus, he was finally able to grasp it.

“You…”

“Not yet.”

And the small-sized echo that had fit in one hand soon changed to the size of the sword Cheongun preferred to use.

“Whew.”

Just maintaining it consumed tremendous inner energy.

However, Cheongun’s inner energy flowed abundantly, comparable to the Janggang River.

Of course, even so, he didn’t particularly favor such waste.

“This seems to be the limit.”

“It’s definitely different… but similar.”

“That’s all. It’s not a success.”

“But it’s not a failure either. Here I was trying to teach you, but you’re developing on your own.”

Geomma felt that if just a little more time passed, he might be in a position to receive teachings instead.

“I came after hearing about things you might want.”

“Things I might want?”

“Information about hermits in seclusion.”

“As expected, I knew there would be more.”

“There are also those who have just begun their seclusion. I’ll tell you first, so compare it with what you know.”

The information about those that Geomma told him.

There were quite many, but when compared with what Cheongun knew, few remained.

This alone was a great harvest.

First, not all secluded masters fell into Cheongun’s targets.

Whether they were secluded extraordinary people or just secluded people.

He had to carefully distinguish this.

If they were just at an adequate level, there was no need to seek them out.

“It was a great help.”

“This time it seemed like you failed.”

“I postponed it.”

At those words, Geomma showed a smile.

“Postponed?”

“Yes. That’s what happened.”

“Not everything goes according to plan. What will happen next?”

“I plan to go to the place with the highest possibility.”

“Is there such a place?”

It’s not that there isn’t one.

However, the problem is that it’s in the Martial Arts Alliance.

“May I ask you for one favor?”

“Ho. A favor. What is it?”

“It’s about Master Craftsman Gongdo.”

“Hmm… Gongdo.”

A weapon is like the heart of a martial artist.

A good sword doesn’t make the impossible possible.

However, Gongdo’s swords didn’t simply belong to the category of good swords.

A person who creates all kinds of divine weapons, from swords called demon blades to famous swords and various other mystical armaments.

I had wanted to bring Gongdo to Cheongeumjang before, but with constantly changing schedules overlapping, there simply wasn’t time for that.

“Haha. How shameless of you?”

“Aren’t you my master?”

“…Ha. Your jokes have improved.”

“It’s not a joke.”

“Enough. There’s no one better at playing dumb than you. So, you want me to bring Gongdo into Cheongeumjang’s embrace?”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm… I’ll need to think about that a bit.”

Simply bringing Gongdo alone to Cheongeumjang wasn’t everything.

It meant asking Geomma to come along as well.

Both Geomma and Cheongun, who had raised the question, knew this reason, so neither spoke further about it.

“So you’re participating in that Yongbong Assembly now?”

“Yes.”

“There were two corps, weren’t there?”

“I’m considering the Blue Righteousness Corps, but I’ll have to see how things go.”

“Creating a new corps would also be good.”

“Wouldn’t that draw more attention than necessary?”

At those words, Geomma looked at Cheongun with puzzled eyes and said:

“…Are you truly being serious?”

“…? Yes, I am.”

Had something gone wrong?

“If you go like that, gathering everyone’s attention will probably be just a matter of time.”

Expensive clothing and handsome appearance.

On top of that, overwhelming martial prowess.

There are several more things visible just from the outside.

If you want to join the Martial Arts Alliance’s new military unit, doing things half-heartedly won’t be possible.

“Rather, become the person everyone wants.”

The person everyone wants.

It wasn’t the case in my previous life, but now it was more than possible.

“Those are good words.”

And it would actually be more comfortable to stand out in everyone’s eyes rather than showing a mediocre level.

Troublesome matters would probably increase somewhat, but I’d have to endure it.

“I should go now. If I stay longer, I’ll get a beating from the old monsters of the Martial Arts Alliance.”

“When will you come next?”

“Won’t I come when you and I need each other?”

Leaving those meaningful words behind, Geomma soon departed.

It might have seemed like he didn’t properly teach about swordsmanship.

However, Geomma had now realized something.

What Cheongun needed wasn’t a teacher.

He simply needed someone who could show him new things about what Cheongun hadn’t seen until now.

After Geomma left, Cheongun sat for a moment in the spot where Geomma had been.

“It’s a place where you can look down at the Martial Arts Alliance at a glance.”

Had he known about this place from the beginning?

Or was it a newly discovered location?

It seemed like a decent place to spend time.

Leaving the reunion with Geomma behind, Cheongun returned as well.

About four days remained until the Yongbong Assembly.

In the meantime, there was one thing Cheongun had to do.

Namely, completely revealing the identity of what had been with the Heavenly Silkworm Sect.

When he obtained the Heavenly Silkworm Sect technique, what Cheongun had discovered was the white bones of someone of unknown identity.

No matter how much time had passed, the Heavenly Silkworm Sect technique was wrapped around it as well.

Originally, he had planned to just stay at the inn, but because of these things, that became impossible.

He needed a more secretive place.

So he had no choice but to head to Cheonjingjang’s Martial Arts Alliance branch.

Since it was definitely a Martial Arts Alliance branch, and not just anywhere but Cheongeumjang’s trading post, quite many people were lined up.

He was about to pass all of them and stand at the front, but stopped.

He had intended to wait in line appropriately before entering, but the guards at the entrance who spotted Cheongun approached him first.

“Aren’t you… the Patriarch?”

“How did you know?”

“We received orders. We were told the Patriarch would come, so we should serve you with utmost care.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Could you please show us your identification token?”

When he showed his identification token at that request, they immediately stepped aside.

“We’ll guide you.”

“Go ahead.”

They’re quite quick-witted.

Judging by how they spoke so others couldn’t hear.

“The Branch Manager is currently out.”

“What’s the reason?”

“Those of us at the bottom don’t know. We apologize.”

At those words, Cheongun spoke without giving them his gaze.

“The reason you don’t hear things isn’t because you’re at the bottom.”

“Then…”

“It’s because you’re at the very front lines of this trading post.”

The battlefield of the trading post.

And the very front lines at that.

“…We’ll keep that in mind.”

Just then, Bugwan appeared.

“Ah, that’s enough now. I’ll guide you.”

“Yes. Then we’ll return to the entrance.”

“Patriarch. Have you arrived?”

“When will the Branch Manager return?”

“There was no specific word, so we don’t know exactly when he’ll come. He said he’d return sometime today.”

“No specific word… I see.”

Is he not receiving proper trust?

To think that even Bugwan wasn’t given that word.

“Th, that is…”

“It’s fine, just give us one innermost room.”

“Yes, I will do so.”

Following Bugwan’s guidance, they arrived at the innermost room.

“Until I say otherwise, make sure no one comes near this area.”

“Yes. I will do so.”

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