The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

There aren’t as many people as expected.

Originally, this manor is located at the very center of Cheongeumjang, so only the bloodlines of those who have pledged loyalty to Cheongeumjang for generations can enter this place.

Up ahead, the first thing that catches the eye is Cheongin with his usual dignified expression.

Hobeop were following alongside him on both sides, and behind them, carriages were entering in a line.

All of that is for one person.

Having spent a full five years searching only for elixirs, pills, and medicinal herbs, it could be said that he had practically traveled across this entire land.

Three people gradually approaching.

The three people who returned on horseback stopped precisely in front of Cheongjin, Sowol, and Cheongun.

“Were you well? Father.”

“Huh, it was a time when I personally experienced what aging means.”

The gaze that had been directed at his son soon turns to his grandson.

Though it’s not an expression that particularly shows emotion, a faint smile hangs there.

“Welcome back. Grandfather.”

“Haha. Anyone listening would think I went to some inn.”

“I wasn’t worried.”

“Mm. Right. Worry doesn’t suit me. Let’s go inside.”

Time spent together only by the bloodline of Cheongeumjang.

With several carriages, the amount of things Cheongin brought back exceeded imagination.

Enough that even if Cheongun ate them every day until he reached adulthood, it wouldn’t be insufficient.

However, once a certain level is reached, ordinary things only serve to provide nourishment at best.

“Don’t be surprised when you hear this. I’ve also obtained Taecheongdan.”

“What…? How did you manage that…?”

“Don’t I always say? There’s nothing that can’t be obtained or done with gold.”

The person who believed those words more than anyone and practiced them well was none other than Cheongin.

A person who thinks even the emperor’s throne can be obtained with gold.

Of course, he just thinks that amount of gold isn’t something a person could originally obtain.

If one possessed all the wealth of the entire continent, it would be worth attempting, perhaps?

“Wuna.”

“Yes, Grandfather.”

“Do you know something about elixirs?”

“Yes. I’ve read about them in books.”

How could he not know?

In his previous life, even when he desperately sought them, he could barely obtain even one ordinary pill.

In Cheongeumjang, such pills are served as snacks.

“I was going to give you elixirs suited to your level. If a master helps with circulating qi, you can absorb more energy. But…”

Cheongin’s gaze looking at Cheongun was gradually filling with amazement.

Five years is a time that’s short if short, long if long.

But isn’t the growth achieved in five years too unrealistic?

‘Huh, his dantian…’

How did it become so enormous?

He hasn’t even lost the purity from when I first saw him.

No, it seems like he’s become even purer.

Due to Cheongeumjang’s nature, unless you’re the mother, you can’t have many conversations with your children.

Even the Patriarch himself has to process the correspondence that arrives immediately after finishing meals.

So it often takes a long time to understand what kind of child they are, but it seems Cheongun still hasn’t been properly understood.

Even by Cheongin, who is called the Supreme King.

Despite being his own blood.

“What realm are you at now?”

“The beginning of the pinnacle stage.”

“Huh, huhuh…”

Who would believe it?

It’s a realm where one would be told they have decent talent even at the age of twenty.

To think he achieved such a realm at merely ten years old.

“What about the Golden Intent Sword Technique?”

“I’ve achieved great mastery.”

“What, what did you say?”

Looking at Cheongjin and Sowol, they only show smiles.

Smiles containing various meanings.

Pride felt just from having given birth to such a child.

‘I only reached great mastery long after turning twenty…’

It’s talent that makes one feel jealous even of one’s own blood.

“Father. This is him holding back, actually.”

“Holding back? What?”

“Well…”

Sowol explained what had happened during that time.

The day Cheongin set out on his journey.

It started from when he stimulated the internal energy accumulated in his Qihai Acupoint himself to widen his meridians further.

It was an impossible story from the beginning, but this was only the start.

From sword techniques to movement techniques.

Fist techniques, leg techniques, and even formation techniques—he had learned all sorts of martial arts.

Of course, he hadn’t achieved great mastery in all of them.

“…I’m speechless.”

“Huhu, we were the same way at first. Father.”

Looking only up to this point, Cheongun’s talent seems like a level that never existed in history, but even considering this, there was one thing that absolutely couldn’t be ignored.

Precisely Cheongeumjang’s incredible wealth.

The endless wealth that springs forth from the ground like a fountain was virtually the only place that could give wings to that talent.

“Right. Wuna. Since I’ve seen you after five years, I’ll ask again.”

“Yes. Please speak.”

“What do you want to do now, and what do you want to become?”

I wonder how then and now compare.

Will it be different?

If it’s different, how will it be different?

“It’s the same.”

“Huhuh, right. That’s how it should be. They say a man’s word is worth a thousand gold.”

A gentle atmosphere with faint smiles appearing.

In that atmosphere, Cheongun dropped a bombshell.

“I want to go out and see Gangho.”

“G-Gangho…?”

Hidden by Cheongun’s martial talent, he has brilliant talent in other areas too.

These wouldn’t be words spoken without knowing what kind of place Gangho is.

Also, looking at his expression, it wasn’t the kind of curiosity-filled expression that young children commonly show.

“Why do you think that way?”

“Because it’s a place I need to know.”

“A place you need to know. A place you need to know…”

Cheongin fell into thought for a moment, then soon understood the meaning of those words.

To rule, one must know in advance.

To try to rule over this Gangho without knowing it would be absurd.

It doesn’t matter if Cheongun didn’t really mean it that way.

Ruling isn’t done only through force, after all.

They say he also has talent for commerce, which they look down upon, so there are quite various methods.

“However, looking at both of your expressions, it seems you didn’t discuss this beforehand.”

Cheongjin and Sowol, who had been showing surprised expressions at those words, also flinched.

As Cheongin said, this was just something Cheongun had casually mentioned.

“Do you have a plan?”

If there was no plan, even if he hadn’t spoken out of mere curiosity, the meaning would be different.

“I want to go on a merchant journey.”

“A merchant journey. That’s reasonable.”

A merchant journey.

It was also a way to go anywhere.

“B-but Father. Wouldn’t that be too dangerous? Wuna is only ten years old now…”

“Your mother’s words aren’t wrong either. It would be dangerous for such a young body. There are many eyes watching Cheongeumjang.”

The sole heir of Cheongeumjang going out on a merchant journey.

To someone.

No, in fact, it was like an opportunity for everyone.

However, just as a tiger drops its cub from a cliff.

To fully bear the weight of Cheongeumjang, he would have to fall from cliffs dozens of times.

“Ask your father about the merchant journey. This old man is no longer the Patriarch.”

“Let’s start with nearby places. I don’t know about merchant journeys.”

“Yes, Father.”

Sometimes Cheongun’s brief responses and his seemingly enlightened expression and tone gave a bittersweet feeling.

Wouldn’t his personality show more if he went on a merchant journey?

In this entire area, there were only direct blood relatives, a few servants, and Heukdanyak as guards.

Most of his time was spent in the library and training ground.

And since he only devoted time to cultivation, most of these required no conversation.

“Father. How is Gangho these days?”

“Something feels strange. I’ve heard stories that the Demonic Sect is stirring.”

The Demonic Sect?

What could this mean?

He hadn’t suspected it from the beginning.

He just thought he had died and lived another life.

If that wasn’t the case.

‘Did I… come back in time?’

“In the end, those Demonic Sect bastards…”

“It’s still premature. That story was heard even when I was coming of age.”

“Even that could be a scheme.”

“Right. They’re stirring, they’re stirring. They’ve been spreading such stories for decades already.”

It would just be another passing story.

When the time came to think it was just empty rumors, they might strike all at once.

‘It’s the same.’

It was the same as before.

Similar to the situation when the Jeongma Great War occurred.

He didn’t know exactly when, but that would be an answer that would come quickly if he looked into it.

‘The Demonic Sect…’

It wasn’t a particularly welcome name.

He wasn’t interested in whether they massacred civilians or violated women.

Whether they actually did it or not.

However, his dantian being shattered despite having enough talent to create martial arts himself.

And losing his life in the end was also because of the Demonic Sect.

‘Ah, should I actually be grateful for the end?’

If he hadn’t died then, this might not have happened.

Well, it’s not like he was dreaming of revenge.

He had already died.

And he had no intention of seeking revenge for his failed life.

But there was one important thing.

Right before the Jeongma Great War began.

The first place the Demonic Sect targeted was Cheongeumjang.

It held half the continent’s wealth and was essentially rooted in the Righteous Sect.

Hwaninjang, which could be considered right after Cheongeumjang, was rooted in the Demonic Sect.

‘And… Cheongeumjang nearly faced destruction.’

Though he died without seeing the result, it probably suffered damage so severe that it could never return to its current scale.

The name Cheongun was the same as in his previous life.

So is this what they call fate?

He had accepted it, but unfortunately, bad karma also seemed to be part of fate.

Though he hadn’t set grand life goals, he couldn’t back down now.

Unless the Demonic Sect was completely uprooted, the threat to Cheongeumjang wouldn’t disappear either.

Danger existed everywhere.

The Righteous Sect didn’t only have righteous people, and the Evil Sect or Demonic Sect didn’t only have wicked ones.

A clear distinction between friend and foe.

Cheongun had now perfectly organized everything in his mind.

‘If they brought an organization the size of Cheongeumjang close to destruction…’

Their grand plan would be starting from now, or even from before.

They would be planting spies and stealing plenty of confidential information.

While Cheongun was organizing his thoughts, the conversation among the other three also came to an end.

Where should he go?

Would it be good to go near the Demonic Sect’s stronghold?

“Father.”

“Yes, Wuna.”

“Is there a merchant journey going to the Kunlun Sect?”

“There happens to be one. But it’s in just two hours…”

“I’ll go.”

Was it impulsive?

No.

The three people, wondering what the cause might be, soon recalled what had happened five years ago.

‘A child is still a child.’

That’s what the three people thought, but Cheongun was different.

Historically, those who had blocked the Demonic Sect from the closest distance were the Kunlun Sect.

“It’s about a month-long merchant journey, so there will be some things to pack.”

“I’ll pack them myself.”

“Would you do that? I think I’d feel more at ease if you personally took care of it.”

“Yes, of course. Don’t worry.”

Even though their only son’s journey to Gangho would begin in just two hours.

Even though it was a ten-year-old child’s journey to Gangho, the three people weren’t too worried.

Sowol left with Cheongun first, and father and son exchanged glances.

They knew without speaking separately.

What needed to be done.

“I’ll prepare well.”

“Good. Do it well so he won’t notice.”

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