The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

 

Clearly, there was no light inside the training ground except for the torches, yet blindingly bright lights appeared one after another.

 

The petals of Manceonhwau, each containing colorful beauty yet every one carrying deadly poison.

 

And Cheongun’s noble blue sword energy that would receive them seemed to form a barrier.

 

Thud thud thud.

 

Countless petals began to embed themselves into that sword energy all at once.

 

They were literally embedding themselves.

 

They couldn’t penetrate deeper, but they weren’t bouncing off either.

 

“Father, that sword technique is…”

 

“It’s a sword technique I’m seeing for the first time too. It seems to have closed off all paths leading to him.”

 

Closing Heaven .

 

How could closing the heavens be possible?

 

Since Cheongun’s attitude was arrogant, I thought his technique would be arrogant as well.

 

However, all the answers were connected to what Cheongun had said just before.

 

‘Even a palm can cover the sky.’

 

If one covers their own eyes, wouldn’t that be no different from covering the sky?

 

Thus, Cheongun had closed off all paths leading to himself.

 

Just as he had covered the sky with his palm, this time he covered the sky with his sword.

 

Naturally, the sky cannot be covered by a palm, but to make one realize this, one thing was absolutely necessary.

 

Only by removing that palm covering the eyes could one realize that the sky was never truly covered.

 

‘If you had used your full power…’

 

It was a moment of regret.

 

It seemed he hadn’t unleashed it with ten-tenths power out of some consideration, and because of that, it seemed impossible to remove the palm covering the eyes.

 

Of course, it wasn’t over yet.

 

Then, with a ‘crack’ sound, Cheongun’s sword energy began to fracture.

 

“Did it work?!”

 

Dangriseo was also watching with tense eyes, but the gazes of the Head of the Family and Dangmuryang were different.

 

The sword energy that was breaking now wasn’t because it couldn’t withstand the power of Manceonhwau.

 

It was breaking on its own.

 

“Reverse ”

 

With Cheongun’s voice, the petals of Manceonhwau instantly began bouncing outward.

 

Thud thud thud.

 

The petals flying toward the Head of the Family and Dangriseo lost their power with a single gesture from the Head of the Family and fell to the ground, but those around them flew straight into the training ground walls.

 

Whizz.

 

Then, the hidden Bido.

 

The Bido that had left Dangmuryang’s embrace for the first time was flying toward Cheongun’s back.

 

Since he had covered the sky himself, the most vulnerable moment would be when he couldn’t bear the stuffiness and tried to see the sky he had covered again.

 

Having deflected the petals of Manceonhwau with his own hands, the moment when his sword energy disappeared for this purpose.

 

The Bido flying from his blind spot would pierce through his back.

 

It was too late to turn his body.

 

He had already broken his own sword energy and swung his sword to deflect the petals.

 

Swish.

 

Cheongun, who had been facing the sky, released his sword.

 

No, to be precise, he released it to grip it in reverse, then gripped it again.

 

The sword tip that had been pointing toward the sky now pointed toward the ground, and Cheongun thrust the sword into the ground behind him while turning his body.

 

Clang!

 

The sword tip and the Bido’s tip met in mid-air.

 

However, being slightly too fast was the problem.

 

It wasn’t that he lacked the strength to deflect the Bido, but the problem was that he had thrust his sword too quickly, causing the sword tip and Bido’s tip to meet.

 

The trajectory was slightly altered, but that was all.

 

Cheongun’s other hand couldn’t be used since he was turning his body.

 

“Is it… over?”

 

“It’s over.”

 

Dangriseo and the Head of the Family, who had been watching everything, were also certain it was the end.

 

He had blocked Manceonhwau well, but that was all.

 

Was it due to lack of real combat experience?

 

His impatient heart caused his body to react first, leading to this situation.

 

‘Even if he had thrust his sword at the right moment… it probably would have been too late.’

 

In the Head of the Family’s eyes, there was no such thing as the right moment.

 

The Bido that Dangmuryang had launched from the beginning was slightly different from the conventional way of throwing Bido.

 

The Elastic Needle Technique he had shown before Cheongun arrived.

 

To devise that internal energy application method together and use it in actual combat immediately.

 

Not because he was a father, not because he was the Patriarch of the Tang Clan, but as a martial artist, Dangmuryang was qualified to be called a genius of the ages.

 

Unlike conventional Bido, it could now add propulsion midway, so its weakness had completely disappeared and instead became an advantage.

 

He should have dealt with the Bido from the moment it was first launched.

 

That had failed, and he couldn’t even attempt it, so the match had been decided from that moment.

 

“Hmm…?”

 

“That is…!”

 

However, a completely unexpected scene unfolded before their eyes.

 

Given human body structure, Cheongun’s opposite hand couldn’t block the Bido.

 

Blocking might be possible, but considering the Bido’s power, blocking with his hand was impossible.

 

It would be adding hand injuries to the original injury, making it the worst strategy among worst strategies.

 

But Cheongun’s hand didn’t move as everyone expected.

 

Blue sword energy shooting out from the sword tip thrust toward the ground.

 

The end of this sword energy was moving not toward the ground but toward Cheongun’s waist.

 

‘The sword path… changed?’

 

Was it intentional?

 

From the beginning?

 

Was thrusting his sword into the ground earlier also to twist his own sword path?

 

The sword energy heading toward his waist was directed toward Cheongun’s scabbard as he completed his turn.

 

Originally, the scabbard should have been on the opposite side, but it seemed he had grabbed and released the scabbard in that instant.

 

“Attach ”

 

The sword and Bido’s tips had collided, altering the trajectory.

 

But the sword tip’s path was also twisted, aligning with the scabbard’s end, and as Cheongun’s words ended, the scabbard was instantly drawn up along the sword.

 

Clang clang clang!!

 

The scabbard trying to unite with the sword.

 

And the Bido that became the only obstacle between them.

 

The Bido’s twisted trajectory was corrected again as the scabbard rose, and this time the blade was positioned at its end.

 

If it couldn’t break the sword, it meant it couldn’t penetrate either.

 

“Hah!”

 

Dangmuryang was also watching this with astonished eyes.

 

The Bido that had seemed ready to pierce through Cheongun’s back at any moment…

 

Clang, clang.

 

Met a completely different fate by falling to the ground.

 

“Truly admirable…”

 

“F-Father, what was that exactly…”

 

“Huh…”

 

From the moment the Bido was first launched.

 

And from the moment he failed to block or interfere with it from the beginning, I thought the outcome was already decided.

 

To block the Bido flying from his blind spot like that.

 

If it had been the Void Grasping technique, the power would have been insufficient to redirect the path of the throwing knife.

 

This power was only possible because the sword energy at the tip of the blade was connected to the scabbard.

 

“I have learned something.”

 

“Haha! Learned, you say? You?”

 

Dangmuryang showed what seemed like an incredulous laugh, or perhaps somewhere between relief and hearty laughter.

 

He too had grown up hearing words like “monster” since childhood, but only now did he realize he had been a frog in a well.

 

‘Have I been focusing only on poison all this time…’

 

He had never regretted it once, but now he felt a little regret.

 

If he had devoted himself more to martial arts rather than poison, wouldn’t the result have been different?

 

It was too ugly a thought to have at his age, but paradoxically, Dangmuryang felt himself truly alive within this very ugliness.

 

He had thought that sitting in the position of Patriarch and living while thinking only of the Tang Clan’s future was the most valuable way to spend his remaining years.

 

It had been a long time since he felt greed for martial arts again.

 

“Grandfather…”

 

To Danliso, her grandfather was like an absolute existence.

 

To think that such a grandfather’s ultimate technique would be blocked like this.

 

“I didn’t know you could block it like that.”

 

“It is also my own sword technique.”

 

“The Restraining Steel Sword Technique. Is that Cheongeumjang’s sword technique?”

 

“You could say that.”

 

It wasn’t a clear answer, but he could understand the intention.

 

It could be Cheongeumjang’s sword technique, but Dangmuryang didn’t think so.

 

Hadn’t he sensed it from their previous conversation? Cheongun was a man who was Cheongeumjang itself.

 

So even if he called it his own sword technique, it wouldn’t be a wrong answer.

 

“Restraining Steel… controlled hardness. That is your sword.”

 

“My Restraining Steel is not the sword.”

 

“Not the sword?”

 

He could tell this wasn’t someone who engaged in easy conversation.

 

Though he spoke respectfully due to his young age, conversing with him felt like talking with a master who had experienced all the world’s trials.

 

“In the Restraining Steel Sword Technique, the sword refers to the scabbard.”

 

“Ah…! So that’s why…!”

 

It meant both of them.

 

The sword and the scabbard.

 

And one took charge of Restraining, while the other took charge of Steel.

 

Since what each was responsible for was clearly different, they could only appear as separate movements.

 

“May I hear your master’s name?”

 

A master.

 

Unfortunately, there was no master.

 

Still, if he had to choose one, there was one that came to mind.

 

“Sura.”

 

“Sura?”

 

Was Sura the name?

 

It was an unusual name.

 

It wasn’t a commonly used name, and the meaning it contained was far too domineering to be called a name.

 

Yes, if anything, it was the kind of name that would suit the Demonic Sect better.

 

‘It’s not the Demonic Sect though.’

 

He wasn’t a person of unclear origin, and above all, wasn’t his internal energy excessively pure?

 

This level of purity was hard to find even in Taoist sects.

 

It made one wonder if such purity could be achieved even with constant purification rituals since infancy.

 

It was so pure it seemed like it might be innate true energy.

 

The expressions of Dangmuryang and the other two became complex upon hearing Cheongun say he had Sura as his master, not knowing that Cheongun meant he had walked the path of Sura himself.

 

There was no need to explain in more detail.

 

“It was a valuable experience. If you had deployed all ten forms, I wouldn’t be confident either.”

 

At those words, Dangmuryang burst into laughter.

 

“Stop it. I’m not at an age where such words would make me feel good. I know my own level well.”

 

“I’m sincere.”

 

It was true that he felt greedy.

 

And regretful too.

 

But he felt nothing else besides that.

 

Since this was a moment when he felt like he had become Dangmuryang the martial artist, rather than Dangmuryang the Patriarch of the Tang Clan, he was in a very good mood right now.

 

“Well, there’s nothing more to do now, so let’s go out. Didn’t you say you had business to attend to?”

 

“That’s right. I have a place to visit briefly.”

 

“Is there anything you need?”

 

“No, there isn’t.”

 

Dangmuryang tapped his back as if it ached from exerting himself after so long, then spoke casually.

 

“If it’s alright, could you take Soya with you?”

 

“Me?”

 

Initially, marriage had been the purpose, but not now.

 

Though he couldn’t say it was completely absent, as the person in the Tang Clan who had experienced Cheongun most closely, he was certain.

 

Just being by Cheongun’s side would be enlightening.

 

“It’s possible if you promise not to tell anyone where you’re going or why.”

 

“That’s only natural, isn’t it? Soya, go and come back.”

 

“…Yes, Grandfather.”

 

Just when they thought the conversation was over, Cheongun spoke without leaving his spot yet.

 

“Ah, and there’s one more thing I’d like to show you.”

 

“More… you say?”

 

He supposed nothing would be surprising anymore.

 

Though of course, he’d have to see what it was first.

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