The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 34

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 34

Training Ground of the Dang Family.

Having sent everyone away so no one could approach the area, only Cheongun, Danliso, and Paeng Jinhyeok remained in this vast training ground.

And not long after, the Dang Patriarch and Patriarch also arrived.

“Father and Grandfather came too?”

“I-I greet the Patriarch and Head of the Family.”

I had thought the news would be delivered, but I hadn’t expected them to come in person.

Moreover, for even the Patriarch to show up here.

“So you’re the eldest son of the Peng Family.”

“Is this brat the son of that scoundrel?”

“…Father. What do you mean by scoundrel?”

“Tsk, that fellow didn’t know manners when he was young. He was insufferably arrogant.”

“Ha, haha…”

In the Patriarch’s eyes, the current head of Haebuk Paeng Family was still nothing more than a young brat.

Though he hadn’t seen him since then, he had been so audacious that such an impression was understandable.

At that time, Haebuk Paeng Family wasn’t truly part of the Five Great Sects but was called one of the Three Great Sects.

“I wonder what his son will be like. You’re going to spar with that fellow?”

“That’s right. Will you both be observing?”

“Just observing. I’m simply interested and stopped by briefly. Start when you’re ready to start.”

The Head of the Family and Patriarch took seats at a distance.

Since he had no particular interest in Paeng Jinhyeok anyway, his gaze didn’t linger in that direction.

“As you both know, killing strikes are forbidden.”

“Understood.”

“Of course.”

The sword at Paeng Jinhyeok’s waist began emanating sword energy.

Even though he hadn’t drawn it yet, it gave a solid impression as if he were already holding it.

Still, wasn’t he the future head of Haebuk Paeng Family?

Though he hadn’t even reached adulthood yet, leaving many disappointing aspects, that wouldn’t be the case in the future.

The young master of the Peng Family was actually someone who needed growth through real combat experience the most, to the extent that there were stories of him suddenly growing through battles with Makyodo.

And Cheongun knew.

Why Paeng Jinhyeok had needed real combat experience.

‘Eyes that don’t know the fear of death.’

The background of being from the prestigious Haebuk Peng Family.

Physical strength and body superior to his peers.

Plus excellent martial arts on top of that.

Everything was in place, and considering Haebuk Peng Family’s position, they were far from the threat of the Demonic Sect.

“I won’t use killing strikes, but if you can’t withstand my other techniques, it’s not my responsibility.”

Arrogant.

And when it came to arrogance, Cheongun might overwhelm others, but he would never fall behind.

“I shall provide you with a lesson.”

Crack.

The sound of teeth grinding could be heard.

His jaw muscles seemed to be no ordinary muscles either.

“Hup!”

With a single breath, internal energy was channeled into the sword.

White-glowing sword energy made a ‘whoosh’ sound as he took his stance.

Even at the same level, victory or defeat could be determined by the purity of one’s energy, but Paeng Jinhyeok’s internal energy was more robust than pure.

Others might have been overwhelmed by that robust sword energy.

However, to Cheongun’s eyes, it was truly disappointing.

‘Has he focused on sword techniques?’

If it was the Peng Family’s sword techniques, their level was considerable, so it was an understandable approach.

But without being able to freely manipulate sword energy, what confidence did he have to request a sparring match?

Sword energy capable of receiving others’ sword strikes didn’t make sense.

Even if he couldn’t use it freely, it meant he had the skill to use it moment by moment as needed.

Interest began dropping rapidly.

Though he hadn’t expected much to begin with, to think it couldn’t even meet those low expectations.

Seeing Cheongun’s furrowed brow like that, Paeng Jinhyeok thought he had frozen up.

As Cheongun expected, he could use sword energy timed with the moment swords clashed, but his internal energy was still far insufficient for free manipulation.

“Not even drawing your sword…”

An attack filled with robust and heavy sword energy headed toward Cheongun’s head.

Though it was merely a simple swing without even a proper technique, its refinement was exceptional, as if proving the time and effort spent training.

But that was all.

Clack.

“?”

At the utterly unbelievable sight, Paeng Jinhyeok could only blink his eyes.

“Beyond slow to the point of dullness, beyond light to the point of worthlessness.”

“Wh-what…?”

“With mere sword energy level, who or what do you intend to cut? I can’t even understand.”

“You bastard…!!”

Because Cheongun had caught that sword filled with robust internal energy with one hand—with his fingers no less—he couldn’t use any techniques.

So he tried channeling more internal energy to add sword force, but nothing changed.

‘Catching sword energy… like that?’

Though it wasn’t perfect, wasn’t this impossible?

“You must know that Gangho is vast, yet how can you be so arrogant…”

Crack.

As Cheongun’s voice filled with displeasure ended, cracks began forming in the sword.

It was a sword made directly by a master blacksmith called a renowned craftsman.

Such a sword was breaking so futilely.

“The first thing you must do when entering Gangho is…”

Clatter clatter.

The fragments of the broken sword fell straight to the ground.

“To understand your own place, child.”

“…”

I had hoped to see the Five Tiger Gate-Breaking Blade or Mixed Origin Thunder Blade, but it seemed better not to see them.

There was no point in watching something that hadn’t properly reached mastery.

Thud.

To bring back the spirit of Paeng Jinhyeok, who seemed dazed, and also to signal that the sparring match was over.

When he channeled internal energy to his fingertip and lightly touched it to the sword that only had its hilt remaining, Paeng Jinhyeok’s body flew far away and crashed with a cracking sound.

Perhaps because his body was so robust, I had thought his arm might break, but it ended with his entire body flying away.

“It’s… finished.”

Even Danliso, who had been quietly watching, was at a loss for words.

What could she possibly say?

She couldn’t believe that the man before her eyes was truly not even past adulthood, similar to her own age.

“Did you perhaps… achieve rejuvenation?”

“That’s the second time I’m hearing those words.”

“Then really…”

“No. Unfortunately not.”

“Ugh…!”

Paeng Jinhyeok, who had flown far away, regained consciousness and stood up.

Paeng Jin-hyeok, who had been sent flying far away, regained consciousness and stood up.

His body seems to be unusually sturdy.

His arm didn’t break, and he regained consciousness this quickly.

I thought he’d be unconscious for at least an hour or so.

“Rest well and then return. That’s what I hope for.”

“Is that… the end?”

“What would I receive from a child who doesn’t know his place? Would you make me a flower crown like a child should?”

“…I understand. I’ll return.”

I don’t know how the relationship with the Haebuk Paeng Family will turn out, but that depends on what Paeng Jinhyeok does.

If it gets worse, it means he still hasn’t grasped his place, which wouldn’t be bad for Cheongun at all.

“Is this how it ends?”

“Tsk… I hoped we’d see something interesting, but we didn’t see much.”

The Dang Patriarch and Patriarch were clicking their tongues in disappointment.

If Paeng Jinhyeok had been just a bit stronger, they might have seen more, but the difference in skill was so vast that even that seemed difficult.

“What do you think? He’s certainly a genius of the ages.”

“Who would deny that?”

“Then… how does he compare to that child from the Mo Yong Family or the one from Mount Hua?”

“If you mean that child from the Mo Yong Family and Mount Hua…”

There were many children in this generation who could be called geniuses of the ages.

I haven’t seen them recently so I’m not sure, but the shock when I first saw them was indescribable.

“I don’t know.”

“Oh, to that extent?”

There was one reason the Head of the Family answered that he didn’t know.

It wasn’t about comparing them to others, but rather that he still didn’t properly understand the power Cheongun possessed.

One thing was certain: a new sun had appeared in the current martial world.

However, there can never always be multiple suns.

Someday it would become clear what was the sun, what was the moon, and what were the stars.

“Let’s go. I need to continue researching the antidote.”

“Yes. There are still interesting things left.”

After the Dang Patriarch and Patriarch left, Cheongun was looking at the fragments of the blade scattered on the ground.

Looking at this distinctive pattern on the blade’s surface, it’s definitely the work of that blacksmith I know well.

I thought he said he wouldn’t make anything for a while, but has he started making things again?

The sword Cheongun currently carries is certainly an excellent sword, but this is the result of a master-level blacksmith using very fine materials.

If this blacksmith had used these materials, a more outstanding famous sword would have been created for sure.

Since I need to visit that gentleman who likes swords later, I’ll have to meet the blacksmith too.

I know the general location so there’s nothing to worry about, but if this blade was made recently, the story changes a bit.

It would mean he might have moved his residence.

“Will you rest now?”

“Yes. Before leaving, please ask just one thing. Ask when this blade was made.”

“Is that all I need to ask?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s not even difficult, yet you won’t ask directly…”

“I’m the one who broke the blade.”

At those words, Danliso burst into laughter.

“You worry about such things. After saying such harsh words.”

“They were all helpful words.”

“Fine. Then I should give Paeungsohyeop a blade from Danggga’s collection.”

“Is that alright?”

To Cheongun’s question, Danliso answered with a smile.

“I think I’m quite good at understanding my place.”

Cheongun also showed a light smile.

“You possess virtue.”

With that, Danliso also left, and Cheongun checked his lodging.

Though not flashy, everything placed here overflowed with elegance.

“As expected of Danggga, they keep poisonous herbs here too.”

Small amounts would be meaningless anyway, and whether something becomes poison or medicine depends on how it’s used.

They probably arranged it this way because it serves as medicine.

“More than that… I should do what I need to do.”

I can still feel the Formless Poison remaining inside my body.

If I had to pick one of the greatest gains from coming to Danggga, it would be being able to directly experience this Formless Poison.

As I explained earlier, all poisons can become medicine depending on how they’re used, and all medicines can become poison depending on how they’re used.

Formless Poison.

A terrible poison with nothing predetermined, but not so for Cheongun.

Even with immunity to ten thousand poisons, absorbing more than a certain amount of Formless Poison would be fatal.

However, right now it’s an amount below that threshold.

“Whew…”

It’s been a while since I’ve concentrated on circulating energy like this.

Since it’s Formless Poison, if my concentration wavers, it will surely struggle to spread throughout my entire body immediately.

The breath I had inhaled deeply stops.

The realm achieved through mastering Cheoneuisimgong.

A realm possible because I’ve reached the point where I can breathe without breathing.

‘I can feel it.’

I can feel the Formless Poison confined at the center of my body.

Now, it’s time to use this.

Since it’s a terrible poison capable of taking the lives of countless masters, I must utilize that deadly level of terribleness.

“…”

The beginning is gradually thinning the thickness of internal energy surrounding the poison.

Creating a state where I can minimally block this movement that’s trying to burst out at any moment.

It starts from this.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————