The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 202

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Chapter 202. Ten Days

 

 

Early morning.

Namgung Ji-hu was already swinging his sword from dawn.

Anhui Province, Hefei.

This was where the Namgung Noble Family had taken root.

The servants had been watching for days as Namgung Ji-hu, who had returned from Gyoryong Hall, only trained at the training ground.

Naturally, praise began to spread.

“With the Grand Prince working so diligently, the future of our noble family looks bright.”

“That’s right. It seems he’s ready to take the position of Young Family Head now, but I don’t know what the Family Head is thinking.”

“I wondered why he sent people like the Grand Prince and Grand Princess to Gyoryong Hall. But it seems the Family Head had his reasons. Look how diligent he is.”

Such conversations took place here and there.

 

The Family Head Office in the Family Head Hall.

This was the highest place in the highest hall of the noble family estate.

Naturally, the view of the training ground came into sight through the window at a glance.

The eyes of Namgung Hwa-hyeon, the Family Head of the Namgung Noble Family, watching his son endlessly practicing the sword forms of the Changung Muae Sword, were filled with complex emotions.

This was his eldest son, regarded as one of the finest rising talents of the orthodox faction.

Moreover, he wasn’t arrogant or conceited, and trained so diligently.

It would be natural to feel proud.

Yet he still hadn’t elevated this eldest son to the position of Young Family Head.

So the servants only called Namgung Ji-hu Grand Prince.

Furthermore, he had sent him to Gyoryong Hall during a time when he should be busy learning the family’s secret ultimate techniques.

He had sent his eldest son there even though graduating from Gyoryong Hall meant having to spend a certain period serving as a warrior of the Jeongcheon Alliance.

This was clearly different behavior from other noble families.

‘How can he be so outstanding?’

A figure that far surpassed his own childhood.

Watching that figure, Namgung Hwa-hyeon clenched his fist with a distorted face.

Simply looking at the completion level of the Changung Muae Sword forms alone.

No one in the Namgung Noble Family could be found who had reached such a level at that age.

‘Gyoryong Hall. What could be there?’

Ha Mu-baek.

He had heard that monster had gone as an instructor for the Maengryong Corps at Gyoryong Hall.

However.

Namgung Ji-hu was in the Jamryong Corps.

There should be no connection with that monster.

Namgung Hwa-hyeon couldn’t even imagine that Namgung Ji-hu had directly sought out Ha Mu-baek to request teachings.

He could also hear the servants praising Namgung Ji-hu.

Namgung Hwa-hyeon didn’t like even that.

Then he saw Namgung Ji-yu come out to the training ground and begin training.

A talented woman with outstanding martial arts and exceptional intelligence.

Though they were a son and daughter anyone would envy.

Namgung Hwa-hyeon’s gaze watching them was piercingly cold and even desolate.

‘I can’t leave the Young Family Head position vacant forever.’

Last year, he had sent Namgung Ji-yu and Namgung Ji-hu to Gyoryong Hall to delay as much as possible.

However, after returning to the family in just one year and showing such performance, talk about the Young Family Head position was arising again.

Just yesterday, hadn’t his father, the former Family Head, come to visit?

 

‘Family Head. Aren’t grandchildren precious? You should quickly elevate Ji-hu to Young Family Head and arrange his marriage so he can have descendants.’

 

“Descendants. Descendants…”

Namgung Hwa-hyeon’s expression twisted as he muttered this.

What kind of acts had he committed because of those descendants?

If he hadn’t obtained those precious grandchildren, he couldn’t have gone from Young Family Head to Family Head.

So to have children, he had committed acts of human-faced, beast-hearted villainy.

The results were his eldest daughter Namgung Ji-yu and eldest son Namgung Ji-hu.

Thus Namgung Hwa-hyeon had been able to become Family Head without any disturbance.

More than ten years after becoming Family Head.

Now that it was time to decide the next generation.

That incident from back then weighed on his mind.

Namgung Hwa-hyeon thought of his younger brothers’ children.

While he had few children, the Namgung Noble Family was not lacking in descendants.

Namgung Hwa-hyeon had three younger brothers, and each of those children had one son.

Those children were also outstanding.

It was just that Namgung Ji-hu was exceptionally outstanding.

“I can’t postpone it forever.”

Namgung Hwa-hyeon thought he should use the plan he had devised after last night’s deliberation.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t give his eldest son the position of Young Family Head.

Though he was a child obtained to become Family Head.

Since the purpose had already been achieved, his usefulness was over.

There was no reason to necessarily elevate that child to Young Family Head.

That child shouldn’t dare become Young Family Head either.

Anyway, he was a fellow who would leave for Gyoryong Hall when spring came.

There would surely be limits to what he could accomplish there.

 

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Dan Mok Un-rae closed both eyes.

And slowly moved his sword.

From the first to the second, third, in order.

Though there were many clumsy parts, it was a sword path proceeding straight on the correct way.

A drop of Dan Mok Un-rae’s sweat fell onto the sword blade.

His entire body gradually became soaked with sweat.

Even so, the sword’s movement didn’t stop.

The slowly moving sword cut through midair countless times.

Gradually Dan Mok Un-rae’s arms began to tremble.

It had to be so.

Slowly unfolding changes reaching as many as eighty-one forms was difficult work.

Even more so when first learning sword techniques.

How many changes had he gone through like this?

The eighty-first.

Dan Mok Un-rae finished the last sword change and slowly opened both eyes.

“Whew.”

He took a deep breath.

From head to toe, he was thoroughly soaked with sweat.

His whole body trembled finely.

Deep night.

In the training ground where no one was present, he had finally unleashed all of the Eighty-One Style Galaxy Phantom Sword Technique.

“Done.”

Ha Mu-baek looked at Dan Mok Un-rae and shook his head slightly.

“Stubborn fellow.”

It couldn’t be helped.

He had expected nine days.

But to accomplish it in just seven days.

His current haggard appearance showed just how intensely he had focused on cultivation during this time.

“You’ve only just taken one step forward.”

Dan Mok Un-rae turned his head in surprise at Ha Mu-baek’s words.

His face showed he had no idea Ha Mu-baek had been watching.

“Instructor…”

“It’s still far too clumsy. But you’ve learned all the basic sword paths.”

“Yes!”

Dan Mok Un-rae answered with a bright face at Ha Mu-baek’s acknowledgment.

“First, you need to eliminate those clumsy parts. Training matches and martial duels come after that.”

“Yes.”

“Then rest.”

Saying that, Ha Mu-baek walked away with shuffling steps.

Because of that stubborn fellow, he’d been getting off work late recently.

He had been watching from a distance just in case.

“Still, I never thought it would only take seven days to learn it all…”

Nine days—even that had been quite a tight schedule.

 

A month’s time passed quickly.

Fortunately, the antidote was still dispersing the Jamhon Poison even after a month had passed.

It was complete.

It was already past mid-February.

Soon the first half of Gyoryong Hall would begin.

The cadets would be entering their second year.

During this time, the antidote continued to be produced.

When they confirmed the antidote maintained its efficacy for twenty days.

They began mass production.

The judgment was that even twenty days would be sufficient.

Even if they made the antidote again, having an antidote with twenty days of effect was much better than having none at all.

The pills of antidote they had made this way already exceeded two thousand.

Both Dang Ji-yeon and Gongsun Bi-yeon had dark circles under their eyes.

It was because they had been holding onto the alchemy furnaces all day doing alchemy.

Even the alchemy furnaces placed on one side of Gyoryong Hall’s Great Training Ground now numbered fifty.

Dang Ja-cheong, Gongsun Mu-oe, Wi Ji-gun, Dang Ji-yeon, Gongsun Bi-yeon.

The five people performed alchemy at the furnaces without rest.

Occasionally Ha Mu-baek would also stop by to help.

From now on, the Tang Family Territory and Seonyu Valley would continue making them.

They didn’t know when or where the Blood Cult bastards might spread the Jamhon Poison.

They had to stockpile the maximum amount possible.

This antidote was effective if taken in advance, but it was also effective if taken during the incubation period after poisoning.

“You’ve all worked hard during this time.”

“Good work.”

“Hehe. What a relief.”

The three old men looked at each other, smiled, and exchanged greetings.

Now it was time to part ways.

The urgent matter had been resolved.

The alchemy furnaces in the Great Training Ground had already been cleaned up completely.

Leaving a thousand antidotes at Gyoryong Hall, Dang Ja-cheong and Gongsun Mu-oe each took five hundred of the remainder.

The antidote manufacturing method was also left at Gyoryong Hall.

It was also passed on to Gongsun Dan-gyeong.

Then the Jeongcheon Alliance would also make the antidote on their own.

With this, preparations against the Jamhon Poison were complete.

“Witch. One more time before you go?”

Dang Jin-san looked at Dang Ji-yeon, who was full of fatigue, and provoked her.

After non-stop alchemy and even cleanup afterward.

The workers of Gyoryong Hall and Maengryong Corps Cadets had also helped with cleanup, but that didn’t mean she had rested.

At her younger sibling’s provocation targeting her exhausted state, she smiled and gripped her whip.

“I’ll finish it in one strike.”

The whip covered in Gang Qi shot up like a spear in an instant.

The Gang Qi surrounding the whip had grown thicker over the past month.

The several martial duels during this time had also helped her.

Seeing this, Dang Jin-san grinned and stepped back.

“No, no. You must be tired, so you should go quickly.”

Though they could rest for a day or so before leaving, Dang Ja-cheong said he would leave immediately, reasoning that they had spent many days at Gyoryong Hall.

So naturally Dang Ji-yeon would move with him.

“It’s regrettable that Gyoryong Hall’s first half will start soon. Whenever you have time, please visit the Tang Family Territory.”

Dang Ja-cheong said while looking around at Ha Mu-baek and the cadets.

“We’ll treat you as our most honored guests.”

His face looked like he would ask them to come along immediately if the break period had been longer.

“Thank you for the invitation.”

Ha Mu-baek answered politely.

“Then we’ll be going. You’ve all worked hard during this time.”

“Not at all. Thank you for all your help during this time.”

Dang Ja-cheong also exchanged greetings with Peng Do-yul and Yeon Baek-jin who had come out, then boarded the prepared carriage.

Dang Ji-yeon followed and boarded the carriage.

The carriage soon began moving slowly, then quickly disappeared at high speed.

“How much time is left until the first half starts?”

Dang Jin-san asked while watching the departing carriage.

“Ten days.”

Yeon Ha-min answered briefly.

“It was supposed to be a break period… but it didn’t feel like a break period.”

Everyone nodded at Dang Jin-san’s words.

It wasn’t just because they had devoted themselves to cultivation.

It was because of the events that had occurred during this time.

Baek Ri-pyeong’s trip to Zhongnan.

And that chaos in Muchang.

The Blood Cult.

It was something they had never imagined.

Dang Jin-san shook his head back and forth.

“We should also rest for a few days before departing.”

Gongsun Mu-oe, who had been watching the departing carriage, said.

“Before that, let’s have a drink.”

“Indeed.”

Gongsun Mu-oe nodded at Wi Ji-gun’s words.

The past month had made the three old men into friends.

Wi Ji-gun had wandered Gangho alone until he met the Ha Mu-baek and Ha Seol-ran siblings, then spent over ten years on Cheongran Island.

It had been a long time since he’d made friends who matched his heart.

Since one had left in a hurry, it seemed he should at least share a farewell drink with the remaining one.

Gongsun Mu-oe and Gongsun Bi-yeon headed to an inn they had found in advance.

And those who remained were.

Ha Mu-baek and Han Seol-bing, the Maengryong Corps cadets and Wi Ji-gun.

Peng Do-yul, Yeon Baek-jin, and Gi Yu-chan.

“Elder. What will you do from now on…?”

Peng Do-yul asked Wi Ji-gun carefully.

Now it was a situation where his identity could no longer be hidden.

At least Peng Do-yul, Yeon Baek-jin, and Gi Yu-chan had learned his exact identity.

“I’m fine with things as they are.”

Peng Do-yul nodded at Wi Ji-gun’s words.

If that’s what he wanted, they had to take such measures.

He was none other than Ha Mu-baek’s Master.

The Master who had raised that monster.

Perhaps he was an elder who might be even stronger than this monster.

It was reassuring to have such a person stay at Gyoryong Hall.

So it was natural to provide him with the utmost convenience.

Gi Yu-chan was already thinking about what measures to take without separate instructions.

Thus everyone scattered to their respective paths.

“Now it’s really over. It’s really break time.”

Ha Mu-baek muttered as if relieved.

“There are ten days left though.”

Han Seol-bing, who was beside him, said.

“Right. Ten days. I plan to fully enjoy those ten days. Don’t look for me.”

Leaving those words, Ha Mu-baek headed to the dormitory.

As if he would rest with all his might.

And during the remaining ten days, no one saw Ha Mu-baek.

 

The first day of the third month.

The start of Gyoryong Hall’s first semester.

From two days prior, the quiet Gyoryong Hall began to come alive.

It was because the cadets and instructors who had returned to their main sects and main estates came back.

“Second year. Whew. Only one year left now.”

Baek Ri-pyeong let out a deep breath.

Walking toward the Great Training Ground, Baek Ri-pyeong steeled his resolve.

The Sanwol Demon Forest he had already experienced.

The time remaining until going there again was one year.

When he arrived at the training ground, everyone was already out.

And he could see those who were extremely tense, as well as those who were acting cocky.

They were the first-year new cadets of Maengryong Corps, Jamryong Corps, and Waryong Corps.

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