The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

 

The place Cheongun paid most attention to was surprisingly not where the Sect Leader or the Seven Great Demons were located.

 

It was the faintest place.

 

A place so faint that one could say nothing could be felt from it.

 

“So that’s the place.”

 

He could tell without checking directly.

 

There would only be one place within the Demonic Sect where such an aura could be felt.

 

It would be the place where children are brainwashed and taught demonic arts.

 

That place was Cheongun’s first objective.

 

“Wun, are you inside?”

 

“Yes. Please come in.”

 

Cheongsoso had returned after finishing her conversation with the Sect Leader.

 

Cheongsoso’s expression as she came to find Cheongun wasn’t particularly bright.

 

“Sigh, he’s my father, but he’s still such a difficult person to deal with.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“Has Wun never experienced that?”

 

At those words, Cheongun answered without the slightest change in expression.

 

“No. Never.”

 

This answer was based on the past.

 

“Is that so? More importantly, Father asked many things about Wun. Though there wasn’t much I could tell him.”

 

“That won’t change much in the future either.”

 

“Well, we’ll know when the time comes. Father said he wants to assign a mission to you, Wun.”

 

“A mission, you say…”

 

“The work I was doing. Now you’ll be doing it.”

 

“I refuse.”

 

At those words, Cheongsoso’s expression hardened slightly.

 

“This isn’t something you can refuse.”

 

“Could I meet the Sect Leader?”

 

“You know there’s no reason for me to help with that, right?”

 

“I know.”

 

The meaning was clear.

 

It was telling him to earn the qualification to meet the Sect Leader on his own.

 

Cheongsoso was a clever, no, cunning person.

 

Bringing him here was Cheongsoso’s objective.

 

Since she had Cheongun firmly secured through hostages, it was actually Cheongun who had to prove something within this place.

 

The value of hostages shines when they’re alive.

 

And it was actually Cheongsoso, not Cheongun, who had to keep them alive.

 

Only then could she keep Cheongun bound.

 

If Cheongun failed to prove his worth, the hostages would lose their value despite being alive.

 

Then, would there be any need to keep them alive?

 

In the end, from the moment he set foot on this land, Cheongun was destined to move according to Cheongsoso’s will.

 

“I need to meet the Sect Leader first.”

 

“As I said, that’s something you must do yourself. You understand, right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Indeed, how should he prove his worth?

 

In this Demonic Sect, since he had taken on the troublesome task of keeping people alive, he had to prove his worth accordingly.

 

He wondered if he would thoroughly plan something, but Cheongun simply stood up from his seat.

 

“Where… are you going?”

 

“Since I need to meet him, I should go meet him.”

 

“…? You understood what I said, right?”

 

“Was there some hidden meaning?”

 

“…No. There wasn’t.”

 

Cheongsoso’s expression, which had been filled with doubt, instantly turned to interest.

 

Regardless of strength, people are naturally intrigued and find it refreshing when someone doesn’t move as expected.

 

“Then, I’m going.”

 

Someone who didn’t seem impulsive appeared to be moving that way.

 

If not, it would mean he had already finished all his planning…

 

‘The latter is unlikely.’

 

Still, Cheongsoso didn’t completely rule it out.

 

The fact that Cheongun had arrived at the Demonic Sect was spreading quite quickly.

 

First of all, he was someone that none other than Cheongsoso had personally chosen and brought, and the small incident that had occurred earlier was raising his profile.

 

“A Righteous Sect bastard set foot in our sect?”

 

Some were enraged by this.

 

“Huh? Soso brought someone from the Righteous Sect?”

 

Some showed interest.

 

“…What scheme is this now…”

 

Some were suspicious.

 

The attention on Cheongun wasn’t very high yet.

 

‘I need to go raise it now.’

 

What Cheongun had been pondering even while coming was how to gain freedom of movement within this Demonic Sect.

 

He had placed some expectations on Cheongsoso, and she wasn’t a candidate for the next sect leader for nothing.

 

What Cheongun needed was simply authority, but she seemed to have no intention of giving it directly.

 

Not until Cheongun showed his own worth.

 

‘It’s not a bad judgment, but…’

 

Every decision can become the best or worst depending on the opponent’s response.

 

If he had to judge, Cheongsoso’s decision was positioned exactly in the middle.

 

The method Cheongun decided on to expand his freedom of movement.

 

It was to prove himself through strength.

 

It wasn’t like he planned to immediately storm into the Sect Leader and challenge him to a duel.

 

There were many, many ways to prove oneself.

 

“Stop.”

 

“Is this the Sect Leader’s Hall?”

 

“You don’t need to know. We don’t want any disturbance, so go back.”

 

The first and last mercy granted because they knew he was someone Cheongsoso had brought.

 

“I ask again. Is this where the Sect Leader of the Demonic Sect…”

 

The moment the words “Demonic Sect” left his mouth.

 

Someone appeared from the direction of the Sect Leader’s Hall.

 

“Step back for a moment.”

 

“…Yes!”

 

At the words of the man covered in scars, all those guarding the entrance disappeared.

 

“Surprising. To think you’d dare speak those words within Singyeo.”

 

It was a face Cheongun knew.

 

The man with countless scars covering his body was the Sect Leader’s Juhyeokjo.

 

The previous Jeongma Great War.

 

Juhyeokjo, who had revealed himself from the beginning, was also the central figure who brought down Kunlun.

 

If the general manager called the brain of the Demonic Sect had created cracks from within Kunlun, Juhyeokjo was the one who directly penetrated those cracks and finally shattered it.

 

“I think I need to meet the Sect Leader.”

 

“Your stubbornness is remarkable. What reason would the Sect Leader have to meet you?”

 

“To refuse the mission.”

 

From what he heard, he spoke respectfully to Cheongsoso, but it seemed he didn’t show respect to anyone else.

 

Does this mean he was the only one in this sect who gave him even a little trust?

 

“That cannot be refused. It is a direct command from the supreme being of our sect.”

 

“I am not a person of the Demonic Sect, so why should I follow the Sect Leader’s orders?”

 

Seeing Cheongun, who was clearly much younger, showing such irreverent attitude, the Left Guardian’s brow began to furrow more and more.

 

“Don’t you know that the more you act like this, the more harm it could bring to the Young Lady?”

 

“Isn’t it ridiculous that just this one thing would cause harm?”

 

What kind of person was he? There wasn’t even a change in his expression, making it hard to know his true intentions.

 

He only looked young on the outside, but it felt like having a conversation with an experienced old master of Gangho.

 

“I didn’t come here to notify you that I won’t accept the mission.”

 

“Then?”

 

“I’ll do something else instead.”

 

At those words, the Left Guardian’s furrowed brow relaxed.

 

He didn’t seem to be foolish.

 

It seemed he had come with his own plan, but how realistic would it be?

 

“What do you mean?”

 

At those words, Cheongun looked at the Left Guardian with strange eyes and said.

 

“Why should you hear it? Do you have the authority to decide?”

 

“…Ha, this bastard really…”

 

“I’m listening, so speak.”

 

From that deep place.

 

From the place shrouded in darkness came a voice clearer than anything else.

 

It was a voice that showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

 

Yes, the position of supreme being was like that.

 

In the Sect Leader’s eyes, Cheongun would appear to be nothing more than a naive youngster from the righteous sect, strong for his age but full of chivalrous spirit and knowing nothing.

 

“I will teach the children myself.”

 

“You, a person from the righteous sect, want to teach the children?”

 

He didn’t know much about the Sect Leader, Cheonma.

 

Since he was someone who rarely showed himself.

 

However, Cheongun knew one thing.

 

What was important to those who had risen to such positions was, surprisingly, interest.

 

Someone who appeared to be a mere youngster was speaking boldly before him, the Sect Leader, without even flinching.

 

Even his own so-called children couldn’t meet his eyes in such a heavy atmosphere.

 

“It’s quite a bold proposal. But I still don’t know anything about you.”

 

“Let me teach the weakest one. The child with the least talent.”

 

“And then?”

 

“Wouldn’t it be fine to have a duel with someone taught by the Demonic Sect?”

 

An interesting proposal.

 

Teaching someone without talent to defeat someone with talent in a duel?

 

“It would be entertaining. However, it seems necessary to separately assess whether you’re qualified to teach others.”

 

No more words came after that, but seeing the Left Guardian’s gaze turn away, it seemed they were having a conversation through telepathy.

 

If it had been someone else’s telepathy, Cheongun could have heard it, but Cheonma was indeed Cheonma.

 

He was also the one who had subdued Gomujin at the young age of twenty.

 

“By your command.”

 

The Left Guardian gestured for Cheongun to follow, and Cheongun followed behind him.

 

“…Is that the one Soso brought?”

 

A somewhat dissatisfied voice came from beside the Sect Leader.

 

“Yes. Are you getting a bit interested?”

 

“…”

 

What should he call this?

 

From his father the Sect Leader’s words, he could feel only one thing.

 

That there didn’t seem to be much he could do.

 

‘How… can I not see the level of someone who doesn’t even appear to be twenty?’

 

Who was he?

 

Wasn’t he the one closest to being the Young Sect Leader?

 

Yet, to feel such inferiority toward someone whose name he didn’t even know.

 

“May I go and observe for a moment?”

 

“Do as you wish.”

 

The Sect Leader looked pathetically at the back of his eldest son leaving the Sect Leader’s Hall.

 

“Haah…”

 

A deep sigh escaped.

 

For someone who should look down on everyone below to show such inferiority to those beneath him.

 

If he was going there now out of simple interest, it would be fine, but since that wasn’t the case, it looked even more pathetic.

 

The Sect Leader also slowly rose from his seat.

 

Since an interesting fellow had appeared after a long time, he couldn’t just sit still.

 

Meanwhile, Cheongun arrived at his destination with the guide.

 

[Maryeongdong]

 

It was a building whose name showed the will to make even souls revere Cheonma.

 

It was connected to a huge cave behind it, and the only entrance and exit was where Cheongun had just arrived.

 

“So this is where the children are.”

 

“I remember your words. You said you would teach the one with the least talent.”

 

Soon the doors of Maryeongdong opened.

 

As expected, a dark interior awaited Cheongun.

 

As the door opened, that characteristic sinister energy began to be felt.

 

It was indeed an unpleasant place.

 

“However, that child is also a member of Singyeo. You must prove that you have such qualifications.”

 

Proof.

 

An unpleasant word.

 

“Very well.”

 

Soon the true appearance of Maryeongdong came into view.

 

Small rooms carved out of the cave walls.

 

And children trapped inside them.

 

“Number 15! And Number 975! It’s time for a duel!”

 

It seemed to be the time for the children’s duels.

 

“Are the numbers in order of strength?”

 

“Yes. Originally there were up to Number 999, but all the rest died.”

 

“…I see.”

 

He could see the eyes of the child called Number 975.

 

Only survival.

 

Desperate eyes with no desire to become strong.

 

It felt like directly facing his past self.

 

“Is that person the instructor?”

 

“There’s no Head Instructor yet. He’s in another training hall inside.”

 

Ah, right.

 

This one place wouldn’t be the end.

 

“When did these children come in?”

 

“About two months ago.”

 

From fifteen to around ten years old.

 

They appeared to be of various ages, with Number 15 looking about fifteen and Number 975 looking about ten.

 

The duel that had just begun.

 

Since it was said to be in order of strength, Number 15 would win very easily.

 

As expected.

 

The sparring match ended in a brief moment, and the result was decided.

 

“Look, the Head Instructor is coming just in time. Wait a moment. Now it’s time to prove whether you’re qualified to teach.”

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