The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Merchant Group - Chapter 587

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The Youngest Son of the Eun Hae Trading Company Chapter 587

Chapter 587. Immortal Chivalry Beauty (1)

Unfavorable rumors, you say?
My opponent is In-bong Warrior, a disciple of the Cheongseong Sect.
Should I call it In-bong’s martial school?
The Cheongseong Sect is a Taoist tradition, after all.
Anyway, setting that aside….
“Unfavorable rumors? What sort of rumors are you referring to?”
“Given the Cheongseong Sect’s position, you may not have heard of them.”
The Cheongseong Sect is located in Sichuan Province, after all.
“In fact, there are rumors that In-bong Warrior converses with spirits and has learned martial arts from them.”
“Pardon?”
What in the world is that supposed to mean?
“I’ve only heard this from others, so I don’t know the details, but I thought it best to inform you of such rumors.”
“I understand.”
I told him.
“You may leave now. I’m confident in my own abilities, and my Guard Warrior is quite skilled as well.”
“Very well. Then I shall take my leave here. Please be careful on your way.”
He cupped his fist in salute to me.
“I wish the Great Hero good fortune in martial arts.”
“Thank you.”

After sending Ji Gyeong-hwa away, I scratched my cheek.
Commanding spirits, he said….
Did In-bong Warrior have such rumors surrounding him?
I searched my memory, but nothing came to mind.
All I could recall about him was that he had risen to a fairly high position within the Cheongseong Sect.
However, since I wasn’t close to him, there could be things I didn’t know, or it could be a change brought about by the future I altered.
“Shall I look into it for you?”
Seo-woo Warrior, who was guarding me, asked.
“Hmm?”
“You seem quite concerned about what you just heard.”
I nodded at Seo-woo Warrior’s words.
“Yes, I suppose I am. But first, let me ask Sister Hyang-ok about it.”
“Understood. Since she’s from the same Sichuan region, she may know more about it.”

A short while later.
When we arrived at the Yeon Pung Inn, disciples of the Ami Sect were already there waiting.
“You’ve arrived?”
“Yes, Mother.”
Mother led me toward someone.
“This is the Sect Leader of the Ami Sect. Sect Leader, this is my youngest son.”
“I am Eun Seo-ho. It is an honor to meet you, Sect Leader.”
I bowed respectfully, and she returned the greeting with equal courtesy.
“I serve as Sect Leader of the Ami Sect. I’m delighted to meet the Seonhyeop Mirang Great Swordmaster in person. You’re even more handsome and refined than I expected.”
“Thank you for the kind words. I hope this will be a pleasant time for all of us.”
After exchanging greetings with the Sect Leader, I turned toward Sister Hyang-ok.
“Sister Hyang-ok.”
“Ah, you’ve come? You must have taken a tour of the Temporary Trading Shop.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m a bit late.”
In truth, it was because I had visited the Ji Clan estate, but that wasn’t something to mention here.
“I have something I’d like to ask you. Would you mind stopping by my guest room before you leave?”
“Of course.”
“Then please enjoy your meal.”
I didn’t forget the lesson from the Yongbong Martial Arts Tournament and quickly headed upstairs to my guest room.
If I stayed, the Ami Sect disciples wouldn’t be able to eat properly.
“Phew, I’m starving.”
As I rubbed my stomach and was about to enter my guest room, Palgap called out to me.
“Young Master! That’s not the right room.”
“Huh?”
“It’s this way, sir. Here!”
Palgap led me to an empty room.
And the moment he opened that door.
“…!”
I couldn’t help but be startled.
The room was filled with delicious food.
“What? How is this possible?”
“I suspected you would be hungry the moment you arrived, so the Merchant Guild Leader instructed us to prepare this.”
“I must thank Father for this. But where are my parents?”
“They’ve already finished eating with the Second Sub-Master.”
“So we’re the only ones who haven’t eaten?”
“That’s correct.”
“Let’s eat quickly! I’m starving.”
I turned and spoke to those waiting.
“You must all be tired. Please, let’s eat together.”
“Yes.”
And so we finished our meal and returned to my room.
As I rested for a moment, I heard the voice of Lee Pil Warrior.
“Young Master, Miss Hyang-ok has arrived.”
“Please come in, Sister Hyang-ok.”
The door opened and Sister Hyang-ok entered.
“Has the banquet ended already?”
“Not quite, but it’s nearing its end, so I came up early. We’ll need to return together later anyway.”
“I see.”
“So why did you want to see me?”
In response to Sister Hyang-ok’s question, I offered her a seat.
“Please, sit first. Would you like some tea?”
“No need. I’ve already had plenty downstairs.”
I smiled and sat across from her.
“I understand. Then I should get straight to the point. I heard some peculiar rumors about In-bong Warrior today, and I wondered if you might know something about them.”
“Ah….”
Sister nodded slowly.
“You mean the rumors about conversing with ghosts and learning martial arts from them?”
“Yes. So you do know about it.”
Sister paused in thought before speaking.
“Seo-ho.”
“Yes, Sister.”
“What did you think when you watched his preliminary match?”
I recalled In-bong Warrior’s preliminary match.
The martial arts of Cheongseong Sect are based on a divine technique called the Heavenly Stream Technique.
True to its meaning—thin willow leaves scattering in a whirlwind—that divine technique possesses the characteristic of being graceful yet formless, thus free.
Perhaps because of this, most martial arts of Cheongseong Sect share similar characteristics, and notably, many have the character for “wind” in their names.
“It seemed to showcase the essence of Cheongseong Sect’s martial arts quite well.”
“That’s what I thought too. But there’s something peculiar… During the last Sichuan Regional Alliance Martial Arts Tournament, he wasn’t at that level.”
The Sichuan Region, being surrounded by treacherous mountain ranges, had a strong tendency for its people to band together.
That’s why, I heard, once a year all the martial families and sects of the Sichuan Region gather for a martial arts tournament and exchange event.
“Back then, he was still merely first-rate.”
“So he’s grown to this level in just one year?”
“Yes.”
Sister Hyang-ok continued.
“Perhaps such a dramatic growth is why those rumors about learning martial arts from ghosts have spread.”
“Then what about the rumors of conversing with ghosts?”
“Who knows? I’m not sure about that either.”
Sister continued.
“Do I seem like the type who enjoys spreading gossip about others?”
“Haha. No, not at all.”
“But what exactly are you asking of me?”
“I see. That was a foolish question on my part.”
Still, one mystery had been solved, though it only spawned another.
The remarkable growth achieved in just one year.
How such a thing could have been possible—that was the mystery.
“Hyang-ok! Let’s go!”
Just then, someone outside called out to Sister Hyang-ok.
It was Hae Cheong Shen Ni’s voice.
“Master is calling. I should head out now.”
“Yes, Sister. Let’s go down together.”
“Very well. Tomorrow’s the match, yes? I wish you victory.”
“Thank you.”
I descended to the first floor of the inn with Sister Hyang-ok. I had to see off the Ami Sect Sect Leader and the others.
“Thank you for such generous hospitality.”
“Not at all. My nephew displayed such fine form—how could I, as his uncle, not offer congratulations?”
“Haha, that may be so, but I’m grateful for the delicious meal as well. Then I shall take my leave.”
“Safe travels.”
And so we saw them off.
I retired to bed early that night.
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As usual, the moment I opened my eyes, I began my breathing cultivation.
With a refreshed body and spirit, I rose from my bed and opened the window.
“Chirp!”
Geum Ryung-i hopped onto my shoulder and chirped.
“Yes, I know.”
Someone stood in the backyard below the window.
Though their appearance had been altered by the Divine Transformation Art, I had a sense of who they were. I’d glimpsed them by chance before.
I quickly donned my robe and leaped through the window into the backyard.
Thud.
Then I cupped my fist in salute with a quiet smile.
– Ah, I only meant to offer encouragement and leave, yet I’ve been discovered.
I sent a transmission back to Master in response to his.
– I’m grateful for your support.
– You know the situation at Seolpung Palace better than anyone. I’ll say no more, but please—don’t get hurt.
– Understood.
– Then I’ll take my leave. There’s no good in lingering here.
With that, Master vanished in an instant.
Honestly, there was much I wished to ask, but nothing urgent enough to discuss in this place.
This place is Luoyang, the headquarters of the Murim Alliance.
Even if I’ve used the Art of Divine Transformation, it’s best to remain cautious.
Yet amid all this, I couldn’t help but smile when I felt Master’s heart—that he had come all the way to the inn to cheer me on.
And my heart grew steadier.
Well then, shall I loosen up a bit?

After breakfast, I made my way to the Martial Arts Arena.
I had already received an enormous amount of encouragement from my family on the way there, and that support continued even after I arrived at the arena.
“Eun Small Merchant Leader! We wish you victory.”
“Please don’t injure yourself.”
“We pray for your triumph.”
“Hehehehe, I look forward to witnessing your martial prowess.”
Many people I had connections with, including the small guild leaders from various merchant companies, offered me their encouragement.
It was slightly burdensome, but my spirits were high nonetheless.
I took my seat with my family as usual, and Geum Yeon-hwa stepped onto the martial stage to announce the beginning of the tournament.
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The morning matches concluded, and it was time for lunch.
Before eating, I headed to the Commercial District to inspect the Temporary Trading Shop.
Even though my match was scheduled for the afternoon, I am a merchant first and foremost.
I cannot neglect my primary business.
With that thought, I made my way to the Commercial District, where I received encouragement from countless people there as well.
“Do your best in today’s match!”
“Hahaha, thank you.”
“We wish you good fortune.”
“Yes, I appreciate it.”
After inspecting the Temporary Trading Shop, I quietly asked Palgap a question.
“Was I really this popular?”
Palgap laughed at my question.
“Are you only just realizing this now, sir?”
“Ah… let’s get some food.”
I returned to the inn, had my meal, and then headed to the Training Ground.
My family was already there waiting.
They each had various gatherings to attend, and as the Martial Arts Grand Conference drew to a close, there seemed to be even more meetings than before.
The afternoon matches began, and soon it was my turn.
“This is today’s final match! First, we have In-bong, a disciple of the Cheongseong Sect! Facing him is a warrior recommended by the League Master himself! Eun Seo-ho of the Eun Hae Trading Company!”
“Waaaaaah!”
The crowd’s roar erupted.
I took a deep breath, rose from my seat, and looked toward my Father and Mother.
In the silent nod of the two elders, I sensed both concern and trust reflected in their eyes.
“Seo-ho.”
I turned at the sound of Jin-ho’s voice.
“Go on up. People are waiting.”
“….”
Was this payback for earlier?
I let out a soft laugh and shot back.
“If you hadn’t called me, I would’ve already gone up.”
“Tch!”
Jin-ho clicked his tongue, and I smiled as I spoke.
“I’ll be back soon.”
With cheers from Palgap, Seo Hyang, and my Guard Warriors, I ascended onto the martial arts arena.
I fastened seven tokens to my body and exchanged greetings with In-bong Warrior.
“I look forward to this match.”
“The honor is mine. I look forward to it as well.”
In-bong Warrior’s gaze appeared resolute as he replied.
Boom!
The sound of the drum echoed.
I drew my sword and assumed the ready stance.
The Eun Moo-geom in my hand radiated a sharp, ominous aura.
Since the Eun Moo-geom changes its form according to its wielder, I brought it here without hesitation.
Unless I use the Taiyin Ice-Sea Divine Art, it won’t reveal its true nature, so there’s no chance others will recognize it.
For this match, I would use the Heavenly Stream Technique and Heavenly Stream Ice Sword instead of the Taiyin Ice-Sea Divine Art and Jinseol Twelve-Form Sword Technique.
In-bong Warrior also assumed the ready stance.
At the same moment, I heard what sounded like wind rushing past my ears—yet not a single breeze stirred.
Soon, In-bong Warrior’s body technique activated.
And the scent of pine needles reached my nose.
It was the Pine Wind Sword Technique of the Cheongseong Sect.
Their signature movement technique, the Three-Stream Phantom, displayed movements as dazzling and unpredictable as its reputation suggested.
Clang!
But I was not one to be caught off guard.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
I appeared to barely block each strike, but inwardly, I assessed my opponent with ease.
I see.
Though the movements are irregular and difficult to predict, they are not entirely without pattern.
Through several exchanges, I had discerned that pattern. Once I grasped it, exploiting the gaps would be simple.
The difference in cultivation between In-bong Warrior and myself was stark—I could not afford to miss even that much.
Crash! Clang!
I swung my blade in accordance with that pattern, deflecting In-bong Warrior’s sword.
At this, a flicker of uncertainty crossed In-bong Warrior’s eyes.
I had noticed the shift in the situation.
Rather than striking the blade away immediately, I pressed down on it lengthily, then deflected it to create an opening.
And then, I launched myself forward.
Whoosh!
In actual combat, unleashing sword energy would be more effective, but sword energy is forbidden in friendly martial arts tournaments.
Using sword energy could result in far more than just a torn sleeve—it could cause serious injury.
That’s why none of the fighters who had competed so far had resorted to sword energy.
My blade feinted toward the sleeve on his left leg, then I changed direction.
I pulled the flat of the sword upward and shattered the sleeve on In-bong Warrior’s right shoulder.
Crack!
“Waaaaaaah!”
The crowd’s cheers erupted. And I could hear the voices of our Eun Hae Trading Company people as well.
“The Empire’s most handsome man! Young Master Eun Seo-ho! Your beauty truly shines today! Let’s create the legend of the Fruit Shower once more!”
….
Hey, Palgap. You need to stay quiet.

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