The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 41

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Chapter 41

 

Cheongun, who had entered with Sinui, sat down and explained his plan.

 

It wasn’t a particularly complex plan.

 

Enter the Demonic Sect and bring out his Master—that was all.

 

The important point was to bring his Master out without being detected by the Demonic Sect, and future movements would have to be decided based on the situation.

 

“We need to see how he’s being treated. If he’s imprisoned in a dungeon, it would be easy, but if he’s receiving treatment befitting the name Sinui, it won’t be simple.”

 

“The Makyodo are cruel but not foolish. They’re surely giving him the finest treatment.”

 

“It will just be a bit troublesome. Not impossible.”

 

Sinui had met many people who spoke of things being “not impossible.”

 

Whether it was about human lives or matters like this.

 

Each time, they would show excited eyes and expressions.

 

They would get excited as if their plans and thoughts were perfect, and as if they had already succeeded more than halfway.

 

However, Cheongun’s eyes as he spoke of possibility were excessively calm.

 

Could they be this calm, like looking at Cheonghae Lake?

 

Such eyes were not something you could find in someone planning something.

 

These were eyes you could find in those who had already carried out plans and succeeded.

 

Eyes that felt incongruous, yet at the same time instilled trust.

 

“If it’s truly possible… I will grant your request.”

 

“That answer is sufficient.”

 

After all, Sinui had nothing to lose.

 

Wouldn’t the Demonic Sect also know?

 

Who they had kidnapped, and that there would surely be movements to retrieve him.

 

Such movements wouldn’t endanger his Master’s safety either.

 

It might sound cruel, but if he could save his Master at the cost of Cheongun’s life, Sinui was exactly the type of person who would do so.

 

“…Can you do it?”

 

“It’s not a matter of being able to do it, but something that must be done.”

 

“Is my Master such an important person to you?”

 

“Haha. Did it seem that way?”

 

It was the first time Cheongun laughed out loud.

 

“If that were the case, wouldn’t it be more convenient to succeed in the rescue and take Master to Cheongeumjang?”

 

“Ah…”

 

To think he hadn’t considered such a basic thing.

 

His heart must have become that urgent.

 

And it was also a moment when Cheongun’s sincerity was felt.

 

If only he could succeed in the rescue and bring his Master back before his eyes…

 

‘I could do anything.’

 

He would crawl on the ground if told to crawl, become a beggar if told to become one.

 

He would destroy his dantian if told to destroy it, and take his own life if told to do so.

 

To Sinui, his Master was such an existence.

 

When he had already crawled on the ground and become a beggar.

 

When bowing his head to others was the only way to survive.

 

The only person who had placed a palm, not fists, feet, or spit, on that bowed head was his Master.

 

It wasn’t because he had taught him medicine.

 

His Master was important because he was the first person to practice medicine on him.

 

“When will you go?”

 

“The sooner the better, but there’s no need to rush. After all, this matter is one where we can’t know how long it will take.”

 

“…I don’t know if it will help, but please accept this.”

 

A small wooden box appeared from Sinui’s bosom.

 

If he carried it so preciously in his bosom, it seemed to be quite a valuable item.

 

“What is this?”

 

Even after opening the box and checking what was inside, he didn’t know what it was.

 

It was a spiritual medicine he had never seen before.

 

He could only vaguely sense that the amount of internal energy it contained was beyond imagination.

 

“It’s Daehwandan.”

 

“Daehwandan, you say…”

 

Wasn’t that called the supreme spiritual medicine?

 

“That’s right. From Shaolin. I received it as repayment some time ago, but I have no need for it.”

 

Though Cheongun had consumed countless spiritual medicines, there were still many he hadn’t taken.

 

And one of them was precisely Shaolin’s Daehwandan.

 

A spiritual medicine said to enhance internal energy by a full sixty years when consumed.

 

Even for Cheongun, who already had monstrous amounts of internal energy, internal energy was originally something where more was always better.

 

As long as one could properly control it.

 

“I’ll help with the energy circulation.”

 

“…Is it alright to give me this?”

 

“So please save my Master.”

 

To readily offer such a precious spiritual medicine to someone he met for the first time today.

 

Sinui was no ordinary person either.

 

In Sinui’s view, Cheongun was not someone who would lie.

 

Though he might hide the truth.

 

And people came first—no matter how precious a spiritual medicine might be, how could it come before people?

 

“It’s not comparable, but I’ll give you the most precious thing I have.”

 

Cheongun took out the identity token of the Eldest Son of Cheongeumjang from his bosom and handed it to Sinui.

 

“Hehe, with just this, would I become the richest person in Gangho?”

 

“Why stop at Gangho? You’d be the richest person under heaven.”

 

“Haha, indeed. I’m not particularly interested in wealth, but what’s precious to others is precious to me too.”

 

“Anyway, if I’m going to the Demonic Sect, it’s better to entrust my identity token to someone trustworthy.”

 

“Thank you for saying so. Since you said you don’t know how long it will take, I won’t leave this place.”

 

“I would be grateful if you did that.”

 

“If someday you come and I’m not here, come to Shaolin. It would mean something has happened.”

 

“I will do so.”

 

He would probably have to go straight to Shaolin.

 

The moment he tried to rescue Sinui’s Master, movements targeting Sinui would also begin simultaneously.

 

“Now, please take it quickly. I’ll help with the energy circulation.”

 

“Then, I’ll ask for your assistance.”

 

Daehwandan.

 

His heart seemed to beat a little faster.

 

When he had taken Cheongsongsindan before, it had been tremendous, and now Daehwandan, which was superior if not equal to it.

 

“First, I’ll call the people outside. I need to ask for protection.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Soon the others also entered the room, and Sinui gave them a brief explanation.

 

“D-Daehwandan…?”

 

Sinui and Daehwandan.

 

As Dangjia’s poison expert, he thought he wouldn’t be particularly surprised by major events, but surprising things kept happening one after another.

 

“Huh, Daehwandan. Heaven’s fortune follows you.”

 

“I’ll ask senior and juniors for protection.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“Yes, understood.”

 

Though this was already a place with few people, one was most vulnerable when circulating energy like this.

 

After confirming that everyone outside had taken their positions, Sinui placed his hand on Cheongun’s back.

 

“Please take it.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Gulp.

 

He could feel the Daehwandan, one of Shaolin’s essences, sliding down his throat.

 

It was truly an enormous amount of internal energy.

 

To think that this small pill contained internal energy equivalent to a full sixty-year cycle.

 

“Huh, how can there be so much internal energy…”

 

Sinui, who had placed his hand on Cheongun’s body, looked at Cheongun with disbelief.

 

How could someone not even twenty years old possess so much internal energy?

 

No wonder his level couldn’t be discerned at a glance – it wasn’t by chance.

 

‘That… the source of that terrible demonic energy… hmm?’

 

And when he found the source of the demonic energy, Sinui momentarily doubted his own senses.

 

This, no matter how he looked at it, wasn’t this the Formless Poison?

 

‘He made the Formless Poison like this?’

 

Then wouldn’t this be an Invulnerable Body to All Poisons?

 

Honestly, even if his words about saving his master weren’t lies, he had thought the possibility itself wasn’t much different from empty words.

 

He had given the Daehwandan simply because his sincerity was stronger than anyone else’s and seemed as desperate as his own, but this actually looked highly promising.

 

An Invulnerable Body to All Poisons with this level of internal energy.

 

Throughout all of Gangho, he wondered how many could possibly match him.

 

Even if he wasn’t certain since considerable time had passed since meeting other masters.

 

‘I said I would help with circulating energy, but it seems unnecessary at this level.’

 

He was someone who could handle the internal energy of the Daehwandan, one of the supreme spiritual medicines, on his own.

 

Moreover, whether he had much experience consuming spiritual medicines, he was very skillfully controlling the medicine’s energy and guiding its flow well.

 

In Sinui’s view, at least his ability to manage this flow was not much different from his own.

 

‘How can his blood vessels be so clean…’

 

Thanks to this, Sinui had time not to help Cheongun’s internal energy flow, but to more accurately understand the inside of his body.

 

‘I don’t know how he made the toxicity of the Formless Poison like this, but…’

 

To Sinui’s eyes, it also looked somewhat precarious.

 

But if he made it too thick, he wouldn’t be able to contain that natural demonic energy and toxicity he had shown earlier.

 

The body itself already seemed near perfect, so there didn’t appear to be much need for major work.

 

Therefore, Sinui began using the Daehwandan’s internal energy to supplement the insufficient parts of this poison core.

 

So it could be used more naturally.

 

So that even if someone placed their hand like this and examined the inside of his body, they wouldn’t be able to discover it.

 

Cheongun, as if understanding that intention, circulated his internal energy according to Sinui’s will.

 

Normally, a process would be needed to meld the internal energy contained in this Daehwandan into his own, but thanks to Cheongun’s internal energy itself being so pure it felt similar to nature, that process was almost entirely skipped.

 

Moving both the Daehwandan’s internal energy and Cheongun’s internal energy simultaneously, Sinui began to envelop both the core and dantian at once.

 

This was impossible for anyone else.

 

It was only possible because it was Cheongun, and because it was Sinui helping with that energy circulation.

 

This too could be called a fateful encounter if it was one.

 

Sinui happened to possess the Daehwandan, and Cheongun happened to have the qualifications to receive that Daehwandan.

 

While fateful encounters sometimes come by chance as if falling from heaven, this was an encounter that wouldn’t have happened if Cheongun hadn’t come here, if he hadn’t known about his master’s kidnapping.

 

In this fateful encounter where every piece had to fit together perfectly, Cheongun’s dantian began to become even more solid.

 

The human body can sometimes be infinitely solid and strong, yet other times one wonders if it could be so foolish.

 

Having treated countless people, this was something he always felt, and Sinui used to express this as deceiving the body.

 

Literally deceiving it.

 

The poison core cannot become a dantian, but by binding it together with the dantian, making the body think it was a dantian.

 

Making even the energy the poison core possessed into a complete part of his power.

 

Of course, since the energy the poison core contained wasn’t internal energy, it was far from increasing internal energy, but the process itself of having to pass through one stage had completely disappeared.

 

It meant he could become a more vicious Marin than anyone if he wanted, and it also meant he could become a member of the Righteous Sect.

 

‘This will take some time.’

 

However, since Cheongun possessed so much internal energy, the size of his dantian was also extraordinary.

 

‘Ugh… his internal energy is too profound.’

 

He knew he hadn’t undergone rejuvenation, but that seemed even more impossible – a strange situation indeed.

 

With truly admirable levels of internal energy, what was needed now was time.

 

With earnest wishes that he would please save his master.

 

Sinui too began pouring out everything he could do, everything he could give.

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