The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 78

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Chapter 78

Cheongun knew it well.

That perfection does not exist.

It’s just that the parts that should be weaknesses feel and appear relatively less noticeable, making it seem complete and flawless.

Combining the strengths of each martial art into one was therefore close to an impossible task.

What is strong finds it difficult to be soft, and what is filled with yin energy naturally cannot contain yang energy.

That’s why Cheongun had been unable to unite the Jegang Sword Technique and Palyu Sword Style into one.

It might have been possible to do so.

However, he simply didn’t do it because not doing so was closer to perfection.

What Cheongun pursued was, in a way, different from ordinary martial artists in the martial world.

Namely, efficiency.

What is shown doesn’t matter.

“So, starting with this…”

The first thing Cheongun did was to divide and categorize.

The flow and application of internal energy that Pokdanma had shown could not coexist with Cheongsoso’s ice technique.

The very concept of ice exploding goes against absolute principles.

Unless it was forcibly shattered and burst from within.

Therefore, he divided them into two major categories according to their nature.

He hadn’t experienced Cheongsoso’s ice technique in detail, so he only remembered the flow of internal energy contained in that cold energy.

“The one who was Hwanghwondoma’s double should be sufficient as a standard.”

It was somewhat regrettable that he hadn’t seen the martial arts of Cheonma or the promising Junior Patriarch Cheonjeokha.

Still, he first combined Cheonyugjong and Hwanghwondoma, who had worked well together, and then wove in what Pokdanma had shown as well.

Just because you combine many things into one doesn’t make it unconditionally excellent.

Nothing is more important than the process in this regard.

The mysteries and essence that these possess.

This is the process of gathering all of this into one.

Having finished the simple organization, Cheongun rose from his seat and reached out into the void.

He wasn’t holding a sword, but it didn’t matter.

He closed his eyes tightly and first recalled the technique that Hwanghwondoma had displayed.

One technique doesn’t mean a single movement.

Everyone tends to focus on that final moment when internal energy is released.

There aren’t as many who pay attention to the process before that as one might think.

Having abundant internal energy alone isn’t enough, nor is having a strong body sufficient.

Mind, energy, body.

Everyone knows that this balance is important.

“What was crucial in Hwanghwondoma’s blade technique was…”

The hand that wielded the blade said to steal even souls?

Or the feet that supported all of that?

No.

It was the body.

Hwanghwondoma’s blade technique had shown strange movements.

So much so that even in that combat situation, it was etched in his mind unforgettably.

“Though he was called a double, since they were twins, it wouldn’t be much different from the real Hwanghwondoma’s blade technique.”

One side would simply have had superior pure talent.

In terms of effort, he certainly wouldn’t fall behind.

“The body barely moved.”

It was puzzling enough to wonder how such movement was possible.

“And here…”

Next was Cheonyugjong’s sword technique.

Macheongogeom was the final technique that Cheonyugjong had shown.

However, Cheongun boldly discarded it.

A technique shown by someone incomplete wasn’t worth keeping in mind.

But the Suracheongeom he had shown first had considerable completeness.

“The reason these two martial arts combined well was also because they complemented each other’s weaknesses well.”

Then, what would happen if they were combined into one?

Though he couldn’t know the remaining techniques of the blade and sword methods, he could tell from just one technique.

What this martial art was based on, and what it aimed for.

“And here… I’ll add the Geumui Sword Technique as well.”

Can’t they be combined unless they’re advanced martial arts?

No, that’s not the case.

Sometimes it becomes the key to solving the fundamental reason why each martial art cannot be combined.

Because it’s not an advanced martial art.

Rather, the Geumui Sword Technique was focused only on basics, and could gradually neutralize the unique aspects of the other two advanced martial arts.

Yes.

This is research and scholarship – what else could there be?

Completely.

A time of pure research began, free from anyone’s interference.

It was quite rare for him to concentrate on something like this.

Cheongun was confident that even if he hadn’t directly experienced what he had seen in his previous life, he wouldn’t fall behind anyone in the world in comparison.

The abyss beyond the bottom.

He had seen people so hungry that they ate tree bark and even dirt when that wasn’t enough.

He had seen the ridiculous situation of beggars stealing from each other what little they had.

He had even become one of those beggars himself.

He had seen the emperor from afar, and had directly witnessed clashes between all kinds of masters.

Does age equal experience?

No, it doesn’t.

Cheongun himself was living proof of this.

He didn’t know how long it would take, but it wasn’t something that would take very long.

However, regardless of how long it took, this time always flowed faster than any other.

It was also Cheongun’s favorite time.

Having had such experiences several times before, Cheongun could concentrate completely, and when seven days had passed, he finally emerged from the room.

Nothing much had changed.

Cheongun had simply done what he always did, just with a bit more concentration this time.

“However… it’s still insufficient.”

Even Cheongun didn’t know what was insufficient, and in what way.

He simply wasn’t satisfied with his own standards.

Knowing that no matter what he did, he wouldn’t fully satisfy those standards anyway, Cheongun had come out after doing this much.

“Tsk. You sure stayed in there a long time.”

That was the first thing Dangmuryang said to him.

“So, what do you plan to do now? Surely you don’t need more people here.”

“I do need them.”

“…Hah.”

Just the people gathered here were already at a level where they could create a massive sect.

And yet it was still insufficient.

“How many more do you need?”

“Where would there be an end? It’s simply necessary.”

Cheongun’s attitude of saying it was out of necessity sounded as if he was treating those currently gathered as mere tools, but strangely, it wasn’t particularly unpleasant.

“What, are you planning to create some new faction?”

“A new faction…”

If broadly divided into the Imperial Court and the martial world, then within the martial world there are the orthodox, demonic, and unaffiliated.

Also, taking the Righteous Sect as an example, it’s divided into the Nine Sects and One School and the Five Great Sects, among others.

What kind of force are we talking about here?

A force belonging to the Nine Sects and One School?

Or one that encompasses the righteous, demonic, and unorthodox?

Since it would be impossible anyway to become a force other than the Imperial Court and the martial world, he set that aside.

“That doesn’t seem bad either.”

“Is that so? I wonder if Cheongeumjang could become one of the Nine Sects and One School and have its name listed.”

Oh my.

It seems Dangmuryang’s thoughts differ slightly from Cheongun’s.

Cheongun is looking at something a bit more grand than that.

“How is Grandfather doing?”

“Did you hear?”

“They say it’s poison, so how could I not know?”

“Have you figured it out somehow?”

“…It’s regrettable to be called Dokje. I have no face to show.”

“That’s not true. Didn’t Sinui and his master not know either?”

“How could I be the same as them?”

He seems to blame himself greatly.

He was probably disappointed in himself.

“So. Where and who are you planning to bring now?”

“I don’t know where or who.”

“…? But you’ll bring them. Is that what you mean?”

“Yes. I must.”

Those seven days he spent creating new martial arts.

When the results finally came out, Cheongun made plans again.

The next destination was decided.

With Grandfather in that state, he now plans to first make Cheongeumjang unshakeable against external threats.

Though Cheongeumjang is already solid, if the Imperial Court really made a move, the problem would grow.

Having stirred up the Demonic Sect, his next destination was as good as decided.

“First, I should go to the Righteous Sect.”

“Oh ho, that’s a good place.”

“Do you truly think so?”

At Cheongun’s words, Dangmuryang showed a detached smile and said.

“I only picked out the good things to see. I don’t need to look at anything else.”

Right, the more one has, the more one can gain wherever they go – that never changes.

And unlike before, doesn’t Cheongun also belong to this category now?

Cheongeumjang.

The place that swept up all kinds of gold.

“I think I’ll need a human skin mask.”

“Oh ho. Planning something interesting?”

“I think I’ll need to spend some gold.”

Cheongun has never once used Cheongeumjang’s wealth for personal purposes.

He just received what was given, ate what was provided, and used what was offered.

He never used anything first, never took anything first.

So this time, he plans to properly use what he’s accumulated all this time.

“When are you planning to go?”

“Wouldn’t faster be better for everything?”

“Heh heh. That’s just like you.”

Just then, he felt internal energy clashing from the direction of the training ground.

“What’s happening?”

“Recently, the Master of Righteousness has been frequently requesting sparring matches. Something must have happened.”

Something did happen.

It’s probably because of that.

No matter how skilled one is, one’s innate personality and temperament cannot be ignored.

Looking at the internal energy felt along with the Master of Righteousness…

It’s Gomujin’s internal energy.

Quite interesting.

Though he had crossed hands with Gomujin before, in Cheongun’s opinion, Gomujin wasn’t in perfect condition then.

“Ah, do you know how to make human skin masks?”

“I have some small skills.”

“I remember that Old Beggar fellow had his own skills, so try asking him at least once. You might learn something you don’t know.”

“Yes, I understand.”

He was curious about the sparring process right away, but it wasn’t the top priority.

And if they’re thinking of becoming stronger themselves, it benefits everyone.

For now, there were other things to do.

Just like in his previous life, being quite distant from filial piety, even though he’d been away so much, he had to leave again.

Cheongun headed to Jangzujeon where Father and Mother were, to essentially notify them rather than ask permission.

“Ah, you’re here. I was just about to call for you.”

Father’s expression seems somehow excited.

If it were just Father, it might be one thing, but even Mother looks a bit excited, so needless worry comes first.

“Sit down.”

“Yes.”

Numerous reports catch his eye.

They don’t look particularly interesting.

“Here, would you read just this one first?”

“Yes.”

Wondering what it was about, he received a letter and checked it, but to Cheongun it seemed like nothing special.

[Due to a sharp decrease in grain harvest, this time…]

Right, come to think of it, there was quite a large crop failure around this time.

This was the period when bandits and thieves were rampant because there were no animals to hunt either.

“So. What do you think would be best?”

It’s an easy question for Cheongun.

If people like Father have a weakness, it’s that they can’t understand these people’s feelings.

The Emperor would be the same, and so would the Murim Alliance Leader or the Demonic Sect Leader.

Cheongun was someone who understood them better than anyone.

So he knows better than anyone what they want.

“I think…”

At Cheongun’s subsequent answer, both Father and Mother smiled.

However, it was slightly different from an ordinary smile.

Really just slightly different from somewhere else.

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