The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 340

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Chapter 340. You Are My Benefactor

 

 

Yeon Ha-min.

Her steps headed toward the Director’s Pavilion.

Since she had some rare free time.

She didn’t even want to think about the Hubei Yeon Family.

But still, there was family at Gyoryong Hall who had looked after her and Mother, so she couldn’t not visit them.

Thanks to them, she had been able to endure at the Hubei Yeon Family.

Others didn’t know the relationship between her and Youngest Son.

It would seem strange for a mere Maengryong Corps cadet to visit the Vice Director of Gyoryong Hall.

But it didn’t matter.

She had been too busy to properly see this family member’s face.

Though they shared not a drop of blood.

He was Father’s youngest brother who had given her more love than a real child.

Because of Late Father’s existence, Yeon Ha-min maintained the cursed surname Yeon.

Someone who wasn’t family but could certainly be called family.

Youngest Son.

Yeon Ha-min suddenly thought on her day off that she should visit Youngest Son and pay her respects.

When he had come to Gyoryong Hall.

She had only tried to avoid him, fearing that the Yeon Family would learn of her whereabouts.

Indeed, the warrior at the Director’s Pavilion tilted his head and reported her visit to the Vice Director.

Soon she was guided to the Vice Director’s office.

And what Yeon Ha-min saw was.

The sight of Youngest Son buried under a mountain of documents.

“Thank you. For coming to see me first like this.”

With a beaming smile.

Yeon Baek-jin welcomed Yeon Ha-min.

“Sit over here.”

The tea table placed in one corner of the office.

Yeon Baek-jin led Yeon Ha-min there and heated the water in the teapot.

He heated the teapot with the heat of lightly summoned Samadhi True Fire.

Steam soon rose from the teapot.

With it, tea with a decent aroma was completed in an instant.

Yeon Ha-min, sitting in the tea table chair, looked around.

The office was a complete mess due to documents piled up everywhere.

However, Youngest Son’s face didn’t look bad.

Yeon Baek-jin looked at Yeon Ha-min with a face mixed with contentment and pride.

“I’ve been watching over you all this time.”

Yeon Ha-min was slightly surprised by Yeon Baek-jin’s words.

“But I was too shameless to visit you first. Even during the last Dongtu Festival. Ah, no. How foolish of me.”

Yeon Baek-jin soon realized something and cut off his words.

He was too embarrassed to say that he had paced in front of Yeonryong Lodge out of worry for Yeon Ha-min.

“Thank you for your concern.”

Yeon Ha-min calmly offered her greeting.

“I can only feel sorry.”

Yeon Baek-jin said as he brought the tea cup to his mouth.

Then he looked at Yeon Ha-min again.

“I heard that Maengryong Corps moves busily without even rest periods. You managed to find time to visit me.”

As Vice Director, he roughly knew about Gyoryong Hall’s general affairs.

No, he had no choice but to know due to the documents Gi Yu-chan submitted.

“I had a day off today. I suddenly thought of you, Uncle.”

Yeon Baek-jin smiled broadly at Yeon Ha-min’s words.

It was a smile clearly showing his emotion.

“Those are truly grateful words.”

Yeon Ha-min slightly lowered her head.

She felt embarrassed to face her uncle directly.

“You’ve become strong. Strong enough to protect yourself and Mother too.”

Yeon Baek-jin’s sudden praise.

At those words, Yeon Ha-min felt a surge of emotion.

It was because she suddenly heard the words she most wanted to hear, acknowledging her efforts, while completely defenseless.

“Don’t you think about visiting the Main Estate?”

But at the following question, Yeon Ha-min’s face immediately hardened.

“You should see Mother. You’re strong enough now.”

The words that followed.

Yeon Ha-min’s face instantly crumbled.

The biggest reason she couldn’t abandon the Yeon Family.

Mother.

“After what happened to eldest brother… things got better. And I hear Gong-hu is paying a lot of attention.”

“Ah…!”

An exclamation of relief flowed from Yeon Ha-min’s mouth.

Mother, whom she hadn’t forgotten for a single day since escaping the Yeon Family.

She was safe.

She was doing well.

What a relief.

“Before you leave for Sanwol Demon Forest. It would be good to visit once.”

“Yes…”

Yeon Ha-min lowered her head and answered.

Just as the conversation between uncle and niece was about to continue.

“Vice Director. Excuse me.”

A voice looking for Yeon Baek-jin was heard from outside.

The moment he heard that voice, Yeon Baek-jin’s complexion turned slightly pale.

When Yeon Ha-min tilted her head at Youngest Son’s sudden change.

“Then I’ll come in.”

With those words, a man entered pulling a cart full of documents.

He spotted Yeon Ha-min and his eyes lit up.

“Ah, you were meeting with a cadet. Then have you already finished your work?”

Gi Yu-chan’s gaze turned toward Yeon Baek-jin’s desk.

“Ah, Guard Gi. Well, you see.”

Yeon Baek-jin stammered.

“I’ll just take what you’ve finished.”

“Sigh. Understood.”

Gi Yu-chan quickly pulled out what he needed to take from the pile of documents with swift hand movements and loaded them onto the cart.

He had already unloaded the documents he brought on the cart.

His hand movements were so quick it was hard to believe he had no martial arts.

After he disappeared.

Yeon Ha-min looked at Yeon Baek-jin with a surprised expression.

“The Vice Director’s workload is enormous….”

“The Academy Director has even more.”

Yeon Baek-jin answered as if resigned to fate.

“Th, that… shall I help you?”

At those cautiously spoken words.

Yeon Baek-jin’s face lit up.

“Would you do that?”

His face was full of expectation.

Yeon Ha-min had no choice but to nod her head.

 

A deserted place in front of the Gyoryong Hall wall.

Nak U-jin sat on a suitable tree stump, looking up at the sky.

It was truly a clear sky.

“It’s hot.”

The sunlight beating down from the cloudless sky was still harsh.

It still felt like summer.

“What should I do?”

Nothing particular came to mind.

After entering Gyoryong Hall.

This was his first time having such leisure.

He had always been doing something.

Even during last summer’s complete break period, he had trained without rest.

It wasn’t something he had intended to do.

He had simply been carried along by the atmosphere of his fellow cadets.

As a result.

He had become unimaginably strong.

He had felt it during the last Winter Competition.

Who would have thought he would become this strong.

“This wasn’t what I intended….”

Nak U-jin muttered calmly.

What he had to do was enter Maengryong Corps and go to Sanwol Demon Forest two years later.

That was exactly it.

“Hmm.”

Nak U-jin remained lost in thought while looking up at the still clear sky.

“Well, I guess there’s about half a year left for that too?”

Thanks to the tree shade, the sunlight wasn’t too harsh.

“I don’t know….”

Though he muttered indifferently.

Nak U-jin’s mind was complicated.

Those who had sent him to Maengryong Corps with some intention.

Since he didn’t know their intention.

However.

From spending the past time, he could guess one thing.

Perhaps.

He might end up standing on the opposite side from his comrades and the Instructor.

“I should go eat something delicious.”

He muttered to himself as if the worries he was having were pointless.

It was a change that had occurred since entering Gyoryong Hall.

He had come to enjoy delicious food.

If it had been the old him, food was just something that kept him from being hungry.

“That’s what I should do.”

Nak U-jin, having made his decision, got up.

Because if he focused his taste buds on the sensations that delicious food conveyed, he could forget the worries filling his head.

Then he walked sluggishly toward the entrance of Gyoryong Hall.

While pondering what to eat.

 

***

 

The first day of the ninth month.

The second half of Gyoryong Hall began.

However, nothing would change.

Unlike last year, there weren’t many dropouts, and there were no supplementary personnel either.

Two vacancies occurred in Maengryong Corps and one in Waryong Corps, but they didn’t particularly fill them with new people.

Maengryong Corps had one vacancy when Un Do-heon transferred to Waryong Corps.

Another vacancy occurred when Chu Hwi-yeon didn’t return.

In Waryong Corps, all five protagonists of that bet didn’t return, but four people were on sick leave due to personal reasons.

Only Tak Mu-jeon had withdrawn.

That position was filled by Un Do-heon’s transfer.

In the end, the only real vacancy was from Chu Hwi-yeon, that is, Gongya Hwi-yeon returning to Sahaeryeon.

Added to that, there were no new applicants, so there was no change in personnel.

In the end, nothing had changed.

The only difference was that they had rested for one day yesterday.

The morning followed individual training and Gyoryong Hall’s schedule.

The afternoon was group training.

It was just the same routine.

“Hey there!”

At the sight of Namgung Ji-hu, Dang Jin-san raised his hand and greeted him.

“Hmm?”

“Ji-hu. Or should I call you Hu now?”

He had heard the story of his name change.

The same with Namgung Ji-yu becoming Namgung Yu.

A smile appeared on Namgung Hu’s lips as he saw the seven Maengryong Corps cadets.

It had been a long time since he’d met these guys he could call friends.

Namgung Yu, who was with Namgung Hu, felt the same way.

However.

The expressions of Baek Ri-pyeong, Dan Mok Un-rae, and Ha Seol-ran changed slightly.

Those three had immediately noticed the change in Namgung Hu’s energy.

“You’ve gotten stronger.”

At Dan Mok Un-rae’s words, Namgung Hu nodded.

“While I was at the main estate… various things happened. Among them was what could be called a fortuitous encounter.”

At those words, Baek Ri-pyeong and Dan Mok Un-rae’s eyes lit up.

Baek Ri-pyeong had also encountered what could be called a fortuitous encounter during last winter’s break.

After being semi-forcibly returned to Zhongnan.

Ha Mu-baek was involved in that.

“By any chance, was it the Instructor….”

At Baek Ri-pyeong’s question, Namgung Hu nodded.

“He is my benefactor.”

His form of address had changed, his expression had changed.

The three people nodded at such changes in Namgung Hu.

Yeon Ha-min, Baek Ri-pyeong, Dan Mok Un-rae.

Since they were the ones who had received great help from Ha Mu-baek.

Namgung Hu’s such change was natural.

They themselves had been the same way.

“This Eastern Tournament will be different.”

Namgung Hu said to Baek Ri-pyeong with a slight smile.

Baek Ri-pyeong also smiled slightly.

Though Namgung Hu had grown stronger, he himself hadn’t just been idle either.

As the Namgung Hu and Namgung Yu siblings departed.

Dang Jin-san tilted his head.

“Has he really gotten that strong?”

He asked as if wondering how one could tell.

“He’s definitely gotten stronger.”

The answer came from Ju U-myeong.

“To what extent?”

To that question, Ju U-myeong couldn’t answer.

He couldn’t gauge it.

“Judging only by the aura I can sense, he seems to be the strongest among us.”

Ha Seol-ran spoke calmly, but.

The impact of those words was not small.

Sparks of competitive spirit flashed in the eyes of Baek Ri-pyeong and Ju U-myeong.

Ha Seol-ran felt she had sensed something from Namgung Hu similar to part of the aura she had felt from her elder brother, but she didn’t bother to mention it.

In fact, she herself couldn’t be certain.

‘I don’t know what happened at the Namgung Sega, but if that’s the case, I just need to catch up again.’

Baek Ri-pyeong thought so.

That’s how it had always been anyway.

 

***

 

An inn near Gyoryong Hall.

At that same inn where Namgung Hwi had stood two months ago to gaze at Gyoryong Hall.

A different middle-aged man was positioned.

He was looking at the panoramic view of Gyoryong Hall with profound eyes.

Was it because it was the start of the second semester?

The vitality that filled Gyoryong Hall seemed to be transmitted to him as well.

“Ha Mu-baek…”

Sparks flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes.

He recalled his youngest nephew who had finished the first semester at Gyoryong Hall and returned to the main sect.

Had he said he was mercilessly defeated by Ha Mu-baek?

“Elder brother laughed it off heartily, but.”

He couldn’t do the same.

Hadn’t he already smashed Han Pyeong, a disciple of Dorim, like that?

Though they say Han Pyeong was at fault.

Even so, it was true that Dorim’s dignity had been damaged.

Han Pyeong wasn’t an ordinary disciple.

He was a disciple who had learned the Single Heaven Demon-Slaying Blade.

Yet Ha Mu-baek.

They say he made a mockery of the Single Heaven Demon-Slaying Blade.

Han Pyeong too.

His youngest nephew Un Do-heon too.

Elder brother, the Forest Lord, said Ha Mu-baek wasn’t that kind of person, and that those two must have been the ones who caused trouble.

Elder brother’s behavior made it impossible to tell whether he was the Forest Lord of Dorim or Ha Mu-baek’s spokesperson.

Unable to endure it any longer, he came to Muchang with his nephew.

To show that Ha Mu-baek fellow a lesson.

The fourth younger brother of Dorim Forest Lord Un Gyo-cheol.

Un Gyo-tak’s eyes were blazing with fire.

“I’ll show you what the true Single Heaven Demon-Slaying Blade is like. A mere Hocheon Corps Leader dares to…”

 

Un Do-heon finished his morning duties with eyes full of anticipation.

The previous day.

His fourth uncle who had come to Muchang with him.

He was Dorim’s strongest warrior.

As far as Un Do-heon knew.

His father rarely revealed his martial arts, so it was impossible to know.

But at least he had never heard of his fourth uncle Un Gyo-tak being defeated by anyone in Dorim.

He was a master worthy of the title of Dorim’s Greatest Blade, but.

Unfortunately, in this lifetime, his fourth uncle wouldn’t be able to obtain that title.

Because the Greatest Blade Under Heaven was from Dorim.

Jeongcheon Alliance Leader So Hwi-ung.

As long as he, his father’s fellow disciple, existed, no one else could obtain the title of Dorim’s Greatest Blade.

Anyway, such a fourth uncle was scheduled to visit Gyoryong Hall in the afternoon.

Ha Mu-baek.

To show that damned instructor that there are heavens beyond the heavens.

He had already obtained permission from his father in advance.

Gyoryong Hall had even been sent an official document stating that Dorim would make a formal visit.

All that remained was for his visiting fourth uncle to smash Ha Mu-baek to pieces.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Un Do-heon’s lips.

That was the reason he had stubbornly remained at Gyoryong Hall, even transferring to the Waryong Corps.

To watch Ha Mu-baek get mercilessly destroyed.

For that purpose, he had remained in the Waryong Corps and told his father about the unfair treatment he had received during the break period.

Though his father didn’t buy it at all, his fourth uncle reacted when he mentioned that fellow had looked down on the Single Heaven Demon-Slaying Blade.

 

“There are things you only know by experiencing them directly… though that stupid boy probably wouldn’t understand even after experiencing it.”

 

His father’s words flashed through his mind, but.

Un Do-heon deliberately shook them off.

 

***

 

“Phew…”

So Hwi-ung exhaled deeply in his training room.

He quietly gazed at the blade in his hand.

“Excellent.”

It was a blade sent by Manmulryeon as a sixtieth birthday gift.

They said it was a blade made by mixing the even more precious Ten-Thousand-Year Dark Gold Iron with the precious Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron.

Thanks to that, the blade body was emitting a subtle golden light.

They say a master calligrapher doesn’t choose his brush, and a master warrior doesn’t choose his weapon.

That was wrong.

At least that was So Hwi-ung’s opinion.

If warriors were of equal skill, the quality of their weapons could determine victory or defeat.

That’s why he always tried to use the finest weapons whenever possible.

Currently, his beloved weapon was the blade he had used in the Great Murim War.

Until now, there had been no blade superior to it.

But this one was different.

The moment he first grasped it, he felt it.

The way it fit perfectly in his hand showed how much passion and dedication Manmulryeon had put into crafting it.

“I should have tried holding it sooner.”

It was a gift delivered for his sixtieth birthday last year, but he had been busy.

So he was only now getting to hold it like this.

And today, his beloved weapon had changed.

“Silent Gold Divine Blade. That is your name. Hehe.”

And once again, he assumed the ready stance of the Heaven-Severing Demon-Slaying Blade.

Was it thanks to the new blade?

He seemed to catch a glimpse of a clue to breaking through the wall.

Opportunities had to be seized when they came.

So Hwi-ung began wielding his blade again.

He couldn’t let the gap between himself and that fellow widen any further.

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