The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75. The Bait (2)
Jeong Hyun-soo’s unusual conduct spread throughout the Garam Guild.
As questions circulated about what had happened and colleagues reported receiving practical advice, other Conquest Teams began stopping by whenever they were off-duty.
Seizing a brief moment, Jeong Hyun-soo was spotted boiling ramen in the center of the Training Hall.
“Is this really the guy who claimed he wouldn’t eat anything unless a Michelin chef prepared it?”
“The one who kept insisting that expensive and fancy meant superior taste…?”
There he was, slurping ramen with sweat glistening on his face. He dumped in a sausage that Kwon Kang-pal had brought, enriching the broth.
He tore off a piece of kimchi and stuffed it into his mouth to fill his belly—the more they watched, the more startling it became.
“Team Leader Lee, how long are you going to keep watching?”
At another team leader’s question, Lee Jae-min, who had been observing, let out a sigh.
“Hyun-soo’s changed—honestly, I’ve known that for a while now.”
Lee Jae-min wasn’t a fool. He knew the reckless hooligan from before had already vanished.
Otherwise, why would he have chosen to rescue Jeong Hyun-ah from Lingwei Hao?
“Let him do what he’s doing and cut him some slack. Of course, there’s plenty I’ve held against him over the years, so once everyone in the guild sees this, then we can talk.”
Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle.
Dealing with people was never easy. Even wearing a mask made it difficult.
Yet right now, Jeong Hyun-soo was earnestly contemplating and advising the advancing guild members with genuine heart.
To cross blades directly, to deliberate on improvements, and to offer counsel—this was not easy for Jeong Hyun-soo.
His beard had grown in.
The robust body granted by the Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art, the experience carved through the battlefields of blood—
These helped, but were far from omnipotent.
With nearly a hundred Hunters pouring in and facing them one by one, his cheeks had become hollowed.
Guild Master Jeong Cheol received the report and issued no orders.
Vice Guild Master Kwon Kang-pal brought him food whenever time allowed.
Lee Jae-min’s gaze shifted elsewhere.
He could see his team members training in another section of the Training Hall. Their skills had improved through his counsel.
Though they had heard insulting remarks from Jeong Hyun-soo, if they grew stronger and saved their lives, it was surely a gain.
Whether it balanced on the same scale, he wasn’t certain—it was merely a difference in how each person chose to accept it.
“I don’t know why you’re like that either. Well, you’ll figure it out on your own, I suppose.”
Lee Jae-min stood lost in thought, arms crossed.
Jeong Hyun-soo now sparred with Hunters from other teams as well.
Lee Jae-min and the other team leaders watched as Jeong Hyun-soo finished sparring with every team member and offering his counsel.
“You mustn’t rely only on the spear point. The true key is unity with the entire spear. A rigid, powerful spear certainly displays formidable force, but learning to adapt with a flexible shaft is equally necessary.”
“…Is that what you mean, sir?”
“Yes.”
“…I’ll give it consideration.”
The last Hunter left, and Lee Jae-min stepped forward to face Jeong Hyun-soo.
“…Are you preparing to fight now?”
“I don’t spar with anyone. I simply thought it was time to begin the group training that’s been postponed.”
“Then I can’t interrupt. I’ll step back.”
Jeong Hyun-soo turned to leave. Lee Jae-min, watching him, opened his mouth.
“As it happens, we’re holding formation-based combat drills, and we’re short one person. As you know, a missing member in group combat creates a gap that makes proper positional training difficult.”
Lee Jae-min jerked his chin.
“Well… if you want to do it, go ahead.”
A smile spread across Jeong Hyun-soo’s lips.
Team Leader Lee Jae-min had extended his hand. The rift between them had calcified over long years. The people Lee Jae-min knew—those whose wounds had been carved by Jeong Hyun-soo’s vicious tongue—wished to forgive him after merely days of hardship.
Such were these people.
Which was why he could not abandon them.
“I’m still young and brimming with strength.”
“Regulate your breathing first. If you become a hindrance, there’ll be no mercy.”
At Lee Jae-min’s words, Jeong Hyun-soo immediately sat down and composed himself.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m asking you to stand guard. I intend to practice Mana Breathing.”
“Don’t do anything reckless. If someone approaches you harboring resentment while you’re vulnerable, it’ll be the end.”
“That too is my karma. Then.”
It meant that much trust. Jeong Hyun-soo was displaying his most vulnerable moment before them all.
This couldn’t be dismissed as mere posturing—it had to be acknowledged as genuine.
“He really has lost his mind.”
“Completely changed. That punk’s turned into a decent guy.”
Soon after, a scorching heat began to emanate from the Training Hall.
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Jeong Hyun-soo spent four days in the Training Hall.
“Thank you for your hard work!”
With that closing salute, the training session ended.
Lee Jae-min’s Conquest Team had completed their joint training during the designated off-duty period and been deployed back to the Gates.
“Wishing you safe passage.”
“On occasions like this, that’s when you tell them to run circles.”
A Hunter he’d grown friendly with over the days said this, and Jeong Hyun-soo broke into a grin.
“Yes, do run circles out there.”
The Conquest Team members boarded the Guild bus and departed.
They were heading into Gates that demanded their lives, sought no recognition, offered meager compensation, and brimmed with danger.
Yet he held no worry for them now—they had grown, if only by degrees.
‘It was a precious time to identify the weaknesses of our Guild members.’
The Owang-mu could not be taught directly by anyone outside the Jeong family.
But just as his predecessor had created a degraded version of the Musangjinjul, Jeong Hyun-soo intended to rework the entire Owang-mu and provide it to his Guild members.
Before beginning that work, Jeong Hyun-soo sought out Jeong Hyun-ah.
Finding her proved simple enough.
“Huff, huff. What?”
As always, she was in the midst of a sprint with Haengbok-i—hardly a leisurely walk—and undergoing personal training.
“I haven’t been by in a while, so I thought I’d stop in.”
“What are you talking about? You’ve never cared before.”
Jeong Hyun-ah wore an awkward expression.
The relationship with this changed blood relative remained uncomfortable. Yet that discomfort had unmistakably shifted.
Before, his very existence had been the problem; now it was merely an awkwardness in the air.
Jeong Hyun-ah carried her own wounds, and Jeong Hyun-soo was not the warm-hearted sort.
“I wondered if there was anything you needed.”
“Anything I needed?”
“Hunter Net Points or Artifacts—if I’ve come across anything useful, I can procure it for you.”
“…Are you trying to give me a gift?”
“Yes.”
Jeong Hyun-ah found it absurd. Then she let out a soft laugh.
“You really do pursue the absolute limits of efficiency.”
She’d known this about him since he named the beast—rather than arbitrarily deciding what she might need and procuring it, he asked her what was necessary and acquired exactly that. That was who Jeong Hyun-soo was.
“Besides, it’s better than me guessing what you’d need. But honestly, you don’t have to worry about that.”
At her words, Jeong Hyun-soo shook his head.
“No—your birthday’s coming up soon anyway.”
“That’s exactly the problem. Before my birthday comes, there’s something I want to do.”
“Something you want to do?”
“I want to awaken the Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art too.”
Jeong Hyun-ah would never forget that day.
The day Jeong Hyun-u overwhelmed Lingwei Hao. The overwhelming sight of him, radiating crimson energy, crushing a Gold Rank fugitive with a single strike.
She had fallen captive to the power of the Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art that lay beneath it. Since that day, she had trained relentlessly, but…
“I just can’t do it.”
Jeong Hyun-soo chuckled softly.
“Go ahead, laugh all you like. But I…”
“I’m not laughing at you.”
“Hm?”
“I’m smiling because I’m moved by your resolve—that as a martial artist, you would aspire to such heights. And a request like that? I’ll move heaven and earth to grant it.”
With those words, Jeong Hyun-soo stripped off his upper garment.
“Are you insane? What are you doing?”
Boom!
The garment struck the floor, and the sound it made left her staring in shock.
The girl’s floor had caved inward.
…!
Jeong Hyun-soo looked at Jeong Hyun-ah and spoke.
“Put this on.”
“…This?”
What he offered her was a garment crafted for training purposes.
The upper garment alone weighed close to a hundred kilograms.
“The foundation of the Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art comes down to Strength.”
It was a martial art that suppressed through overwhelming power. The Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art started from there. To awaken as quickly as possible?
She had to build extreme strength in a short span of time. For that, the weight had to be as heavy as possible.
“…Can you really awaken it?”
“Of course.”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s steady certainty, Jeong Hyun-ah lowered her head.
She tried to pick up the clothes lying on the floor. The muscles in her forearms tensed. But she managed to lift them.
The moment one awakens, one transcends the human category. After that, spurred on by Jeong Hyun-soo, Jeong Hyun-ah never stopped her daily training.
“It’s a bit loose.”
“Just wear it today. Once I place a custom order, yours will arrive soon.”
“Ugh.”
Jeong Hyun-soo immediately stitched up the loose areas with a massive needle.
Even breathing felt arduous.
Her shoulders felt like they might tear. Blood wouldn’t circulate.
“You need growth of the entire body itself. Muscles and bones, and even the blood vessels flowing through them.”
She had a rough sense of what he meant. And so the training began.
Jeong Hyun-soo instructed Jeong Hyun-ah to perform a Straight Punch.
“You have to feel the sensation of gathering explosive power together and then releasing it.”
Even without the weight, it had been difficult. No—she hadn’t been able to do it. But now she was performing the movement while wearing a vest equivalent to one hundred kilograms.
Maintaining consciousness alone was exhausting. And yet.
Jeong Hyun-ah gritted her teeth.
Helpless defeat. That terrible memory of being unable to protect herself. The longing of merely watching from the side…….
‘I hate it.’
Her vision went black with that thought.
“…Huh?”
When she opened her eyes, bright lighting spread before her.
“You’re awake? Drink this first.”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s voice, Jeong Hyun-ah instinctively realized she had collapsed.
She tried to drink what he offered, but her arms wouldn’t respond.
Jeong Hyun-soo matter-of-factly removed Jeong Hyun-ah’s clothes.
Thud!
Along with the heavy sound, her body felt considerably lighter. She reached out to accept the Energy Drink Jeong Hyun-soo offered.
“…Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Jeong Hyun-soo’s gaze shifted to the side. There, neatly folded clothing was laid out.
“…What is that?”
She had sensed it somewhere deep down. But when she asked as if she didn’t know, there was no escape.
“You were unconscious for eight hours. A customized Training Garment arrived in the meantime.”
Upper and lower body pieces, bracelet and ankle brace. Even shoes.
“Five hundred kilograms total.”
“What the hell…?”
“Of course, I’m not applying the same standard to you as myself.”
Now she noticed Jeong Hyun-soo’s clothing. Things positioned beneath his black coat. A bracelet peeking out, solid-looking sneakers.
…….
“Today, just wear the top.”
“Today… just?”
“Just do it.”
“But what about…?”
“Change clothes first if you want to eat.”
There was no real need to take everything off. Basically, if she draped the new hundred-kilogram piece over the basic training tights she was wearing…….
“Ack.”
Her still-recovering body couldn’t take it and collapsed.
“Damn it…….”
Even eating became a struggle.
Jeong Hyun-ah realized something in her heart.
She was done for.
To be continued in the next chapter ▶
The Sole Inheritor of the Return God
Author
Cheon Ya
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Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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