The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

 

“…It’s taking quite a long time.”

 

“Well, he’s such a monster, so it can’t be helped.”

 

“Did you perhaps exchange moves with him, Geou?”

 

“Rather than exchanging moves, that guy endured. Ahem.”

 

It’s not wrong to say that.

 

I did tell him to endure, and didn’t it conclude with Cheongun enduring?

 

“So, is there truly nothing you want to ask?”

 

“It’s not my business.”

 

“…Hmm. I momentarily forgot this is the Danggga.”

 

Honestly, I thought I could hear at least a little of the story.

 

Seeing how she said “Did Geou” rather than “Did Geou too,” it seems he didn’t spar with anyone else, but being the Danggga, it’s not easy to judge from just one word like this.

 

I’ve been trying to talk all this time, but Danliso was firm.

 

Since it wasn’t her business, she wouldn’t answer any questions about Cheongun.

 

The only thing she could reveal was that Cheongun was a guest.

 

No matter how skilled Geou might be, it’s impossible to find out everything that happens in the depths of the Danggga.

 

Though he had been keeping his eyes on the Danggga, he couldn’t watch openly because he could feel the elders’ gazes on him too.

 

This was also why less attention was focused on Cheongun.

 

Since Geou kept lurking around the Danggga trying to check the interior, the elders were particularly sensitive to Geou’s presence and didn’t pay much attention to Cheongun.

 

After all, the Former Patriarch Geou was naturally more concerning than the nameless Cheongun.

 

“Still, even if it’s the Daehwandan, it shouldn’t take this long…”

 

He wondered if Cheongun was trying to achieve complete transformation, but in Geou’s view, Cheongun’s body wasn’t one that needed such transformation.

 

Of course, it would be good if he achieved complete transformation, but since his body was already near perfect, the standards required for transformation were vastly higher compared to others.

 

“It’s already been two weeks, so I’m worried something might have happened.”

 

“That won’t be the case. The one helping with the energy circulation is none other than Sinui.”

 

A problem occurred while Sinui was helping?

 

That would mean it’s a problem that no one in this world could solve.

 

So, for now, there’s nothing to do but wait.

 

Another two weeks passed like that.

 

Even those standing guard were getting exhausted.

 

They had been standing guard for two weeks without proper sleep.

 

Creak.

 

Then, the chamber door that had been firmly closed and showed no signs of opening finally opened.

 

“Whew…”

 

The first to appear was Sinui.

 

Though he was already an old man, the Sinui they saw now looked so drained that one might wonder if he had used his innate true energy.

 

“Is it all finished?”

 

“It’s all finished. He’s now consolidating his energy.”

 

Nothing could be felt through the gap in the open door.

 

These were people who had never seen Cheongun practice energy circulation before.

 

Cheongun too, rather than energy circulation, had reached great mastery of Cheoneuisimgong, and after perfectly opening all his blood channels previously, he no longer needed the conventional breathing techniques.

 

However, nothing could be felt from Cheongun who had now entered a state of selfless energy circulation.

 

Usually, when one reaches a certain level, phenomena like Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown or Five Energies Returning to Origin occur.

 

“Is it Pure Blue Furnace Fire? But it doesn’t seem like it either…”

 

He’s truly incomprehensible.

 

There haven’t been many times when strangeness was someone’s defining characteristic.

 

I don’t know since when, but nothing manifests outwardly.

 

If I hadn’t remembered that he was inside, I wouldn’t even know Cheongun was there—nothing could be felt at all.

 

This wasn’t the first time Cheongun had entered a selfless state.

 

Long ago, when he was about twelve years old, something similar happened once.

 

Cheongun had arrived in a space that seemed like it might be Muryongdowon and wandered aimlessly through that place.

 

He wandered and wandered and wandered repeatedly, then naturally left that place.

 

When he came to his senses after that, ten days had passed.

 

It was the same now, but different from then.

 

People were occasionally visible, and when they saw Cheongun, they were startled in shock.

 

“…?”

 

At their reaction, as if they had seen something they shouldn’t have, Cheongun was also puzzled.

 

When he tried to speak to people, no words came out.

 

His body moved, but he couldn’t use his internal energy.

 

It felt like he had become an ordinary commoner, as if his dantian had been shattered.

 

It was familiar, yet extremely unpleasant sensation.

 

His dantian was completely empty, and he couldn’t feel the poison core.

 

But strangely, he wasn’t anxious.

 

To the point where he found himself strange.

 

‘…How strange.’

 

Where exactly is this place?

 

Why do people get so startled when they see him?

 

Even when he tried to circulate energy, since he had no dantian, all he could do was watch those who were startled by his appearance.

 

Though it was a scene he hadn’t seen in years, since there was still nothing he could do, Cheongun headed to a place with no people.

 

He wandered and wandered repeatedly, just like before.

 

He awakened as suddenly as he had fallen into it.

 

As if telling him to return now that he had seen everything, quite suddenly.

 

“….”

 

When he opened his eyes again like that.

 

Cheongun’s dantian had become much larger than before.

 

No, it felt that way.

 

‘The internal energy itself hasn’t changed.’

 

Only the amount equivalent to the Daehwandan had increased, but it was unique how the poison core was also embraced to become part of the dantian together.

 

It was a strange form with the poison core and a small dantian inside a giant dantian.

 

When Cheongun came outside, Sinui was showing a weary smile.

 

“So, how do you like it?”

 

“…I’m surprised. I didn’t know such a thing was possible…”

 

“That’s what I should say. How did you create such a thing?”

 

“I was lucky.”

 

“Haha, I’ll give you the same answer. I was lucky.”

 

Yes, lucky people met and became each other’s opportunity.

 

“How much time has passed?”

 

“It’s been almost a full month.”

 

“…I didn’t know so much time had passed.”

 

“Me too, you brat. Standing guard for a whole month at this age. My back hurts…”

 

He spoke while glancing at Sinui, but Sinui avoided his gaze even after meeting his eyes.

 

“Can’t you give me just one needle in my back?”

 

“What back can be fixed with needles? And it’s difficult right now.”

 

I can see Sinui’s hands trembling.

 

“Ugh…if I get treated in that state, the needle will go into my buttocks instead of my back.”

 

“Geou, you never change no matter how old you get.”

 

“I’m young.”

 

“You’re immature.”

 

“This guy?”

 

Watching the two old men argue, I already feel my energy draining away.

 

“I’ll be heading back now. I’ll depart immediately after arriving.”

 

“Yes, I understand.”

 

“Have a safe trip. We’ll be waiting.”

 

Cheongun looked at Sinui and left one final word before turning around again.

 

“Yes. Please wait for me without fail.”

 

His returning footsteps were light.

 

Danliso also seemed to have greatly improved her lightness skill since the beginning, perhaps due to her exceptional talent.

 

And so they returned to the Danggga.

 

Dangmuryang had already finished all preparations for departure and was waiting endlessly for only Danliso and Cheongun.

 

Geou also threw a tantrum saying he wanted to come along, but when Dangmuryang met Geou’s eyes, he waved his hand dismissively in the air.

 

“Tsk, that bastard still isn’t dead.”

 

“Do you not get along well?”

 

“It’s not that, but we made a bet. About who would die first.”

 

“That’s an interesting bet you made.”

 

“Wouldn’t I live longer than some beggar wandering all over the world?”

 

His brow was deeply furrowed, but he couldn’t hide the joy in his voice.

 

At this age, one naturally feels kinship and familiarity with those who lived through the same era.

 

After all, they know better than anyone that they are now the old waves behind the Yangtze River.

 

“Well then, let’s depart.”

 

“Yes.”

 

A letter had been sent to Cheongeumjang in advance.

 

Saying that someone who had devoted their life to medicinal and poisonous herbs was coming, so please prepare well.

 

Mother seemed to ask nothing.

 

Father was the same.

 

Though they were curious about what Cheongun was trying to do, deducing it themselves was also a kind of enjoyment.

 

And so the Patriarch of the Tang Clan set out on the road to Cheongeumjang.

 

Though it was quite a long journey, it was precisely because of that distance that it had its own charm.

 

However, unknown to others.

 

Given the weight of their reputations, moving secretly was important.

 

The Patriarch of Cheongeumjang and the Patriarch of the Tang Clan.

 

Plus Geou, the Former Patriarch, was also part of the traveling group.

 

Judging by reputation alone, these were figures sufficient to convince anyone they were going to erase some sect.

 

Especially since the Patriarch of the Tang Clan had never left Sichuan territory.

 

Though it took considerable time as they carefully chose secret routes, fortunately with Geou’s help, they were able to arrive at Cheongeumjang together with Dangmuryang without being detected by anyone.

 

“Huh, it seems even more massive than when I saw it before.”

 

“It probably is.”

 

As they climbed Cheongeumjang together with Dangmuryang, the presence of the Black Shadow Unit could be felt around them before disappearing.

 

They seemed to have confirmed it was Cheongun and immediately went to report.

 

When they climbed the last step.

 

Before their eyes, Father and Mother, along with Grandfather and Gomujin, had all come out to greet them.

 

“My! Who might this be!”

 

“Hehe, it’s been a long time.”

 

Cheongin welcomed Dangmuryang with joyful eyes.

 

While Cheongun hadn’t been away for years and handled things well on his own, so there was some joy, Dangmuryang was a face he was seeing after almost twenty years.

 

“And… Mujin was here too.”

 

“It’s been a long time.”

 

“Seeing you in such healthy condition puts my mind at ease.”

 

His voice was filled with goodwill.

 

Gomujin was someone who was righteous to his very bones.

 

Someone with many favors but no grudges.

 

That was who Gomujin was.

 

“I’ll go right away. I have work left to do.”

 

“Yes, our grandson must be quite busy right now.”

 

“Just be careful and come back safely.”

 

After receiving encouragement from Grandfather and Father, it was Mother’s turn.

 

“Our son is getting stronger and stronger, isn’t he?”

 

“Is that so?”

 

“Hoho, a mother’s eyes see everything.”

 

Mother, who always had a smiling face.

 

The stronger Cheongun became, the more curious he grew about where Mother’s strength originated.

 

“Mom trusts her son now.”

 

The word “now” was quite bothersome.

 

How should I put it, if before she trusted him as a mother, now it felt like she trusted him as a martial artist?

 

“Well then, I’ll be going.”

 

“Yes. Come back safely.”

 

This journey was one that no one could accompany him on.

 

One that Cheongun had to go on alone and accomplish alone.

 

Though it had been that way until now, it was also a particularly dangerous place.

 

That’s why he was even more excited about it.

 

He wanted to arrive quickly.

 

Might makes right.

 

Gangho also followed might makes right, but this was merely the basic foundation.

 

For the Demonic Sect, it wasn’t the basic foundation.

 

It was like the supreme doctrine they revered most.

 

He changed into black clothes and switched to a black iron sword.

 

Now he seemed to have the bearing of a demon somewhat.

 

And so, encompassing both his previous life and this life, Cheongun’s first journey to the Demonic Sect began.

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