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7. Unwanted Invitation (6)
The guest invitation event began.
For about a week, the students listen to erudite lectures on martial arts and life from invited distinguished guests, and ask questions about martial arts and receive answers.
In particular, expectations were further heightened by the attendance of Mo Yong-gang, the renowned master of the Windstorm Sword, at this event.
As the atmosphere in the academy had already been dampened by the events in Sacheon, everyone was encouraged by the long-awaited return of vitality.
Furthermore, with the collapse of the Jeongdohoe and Baekdohoe, the academy students no longer need to be wary of them, and on top of that,
As members of the Jeongdohoe and Baekdohoe showed a high participation rate in the event, the atmosphere heated up even more.
The name ‘Pungbaekpageom’ was too heavy and immense for the students of the Jeongdohoe and Baekdohoe to skip the event out of pride.
Thus, the event was held with the participation of numerous students from the academy, with the exception of a few, and the participants also showed high satisfaction with the event… … .
It definitely looked that way…
“That’s just Young Master Jin’s opinion.”
“……
“Huh?”
Seong Moran, whose cheek was swollen as if she had been beaten somewhere, spoke with a face full of dissatisfaction.
Do you know that the Medical Office is packed with people right now?
Teachings are inherently painful.
Seong Moran trembles at my answer, which was as nonchalant as her usual attitude.
“But that doesn’t mean you should actually break a bone!”
There was a small problem.
It was none other than Moyong Gang’s teaching style.
When I suggested splitting the lectures into multiple days because the number of attendees was so large.
Murong Jiang had ordered everyone to be summoned to the grand training ground.
And then. [I cannot babble on with my mouth like that scoundrel Malko or the rogue monk.] [A warrior is a being who feels more in a single crisis of death than by hearing about enlightenment a hundred times.] [Therefore, I will make you feel more.] [Those who want to be beaten first, come forward.] [Aren’t you coming out? Then I’ll go.]… …
After saying such things, he ran into the students.
At first, the academy students were bewildered by Mo Yong-gang’s actions and didn’t know what to do.
however.
Even those who had hesitated, unable to bring themselves to lay a hand on the absolute master Mo Yong-gang, somehow had their eyes rolling back and began to pounce on him after getting nosebleeds…
In an instant, chaos ensued.
In the midst of this, the disciples of the sect, driven by a competitive spirit, used their ultimate techniques or launched pincer attacks, but it was always the academy students who ended up bleeding and screaming. [Tsk tsk. What do you think is the White Path’s greatest weapon?] [What? A righteous spirit? What are you talking about!] [Hah, you call yourself justice? Do you know just how much of a bastard your sect leader was when he was young?] [You fools! The White Path’s greatest weapon is sheer numbers! Whether it is the Black Path or the Heretical Path, no one can defeat the White Path with sheer numbers, which is why the Murim Alliance rules the Jianghu! Do you understand now!]
Murong Jiang’s teachings(?)
The students joined forces and began conducting medical examinations.
However, the students at the academy were left speechless by Mo Yong-gang’s prowess, as he waited until the formation was complete before smashing it in an instant. [Do you think simply sticking together is enough just because you were told to fight with numbers! What on earth have you learned all this time!] [A combined formation is fundamentally about coordinating your strengths. If you are intoxicated by your own self-importance and fail to work together, there is no reason to even bother forming a formation!] [You don’t understand? Don’t worry! You will eventually come to understand even Confucius’s words after getting beaten up.]
So, the lecture(?)
As the assaults disguised as [something] continued, the fed-up students began to drop out of the event one by one.
Then, Mo Yong-gang, who remembered the face of each and every one of them with uncanny accuracy, raided their dormitory, dragged them all out, and once again gave(?) a lecture
was.
It was truly a tear-jerking passion.
But why didn’t Young Master Jin participate in the event?
Namgung Seon-hwa, who had a pitifully black eye, glared at me with a sharp look.
It looked really painful.
“Fundamentally, wouldn’t the representative really not need to attend?”
Did you expect the lecture to proceed like this?
Namgung Seon-hwa, looking at me with eyes filled with a sense of betrayal, as if abandoned by her parents.
I spoke as nonchalantly as possible, unable to bring myself to make eye contact.
“No way……. I couldn’t apply because I was already physically exhausted from being beaten so badly by the elder.”
I pointed to my bruised eye, but the suspicious look still did not disappear.
“Even the traces have almost completely disappeared!”
Tch, the medicine Sama Jeong prescribed is so effective that it’s actually a problem.
Although there were various complaints among my group, most of us participated in the event until the end.
The sight of him running to Mo Yong-gang every day, dragging his bruised face and throbbing body, was even touching.
Thanks to showing the highest participation rate, I also received the most instruction.
Among them, Geumpyo and Dongryong set aside time for private lessons(?)
I also heard about it.
“Huh, how fascinating. To think one was born with the Heavenly Yang Divine Bone and the other with the Heavenly Killing Star.”
I was well aware of Dongryong’s Heavenly Killing Star, but it was the first time I had heard of Geumpyo’s Heavenly Yang Divine Bone.
“Hmm… it’s understandable that you might not know. It’s a constitution that isn’t very well known.”
Is it a good thing?
“If you master a decent external martial art, you won’t break a bone or damage your skin from ordinary things. You truly have a constitution as solid as a rock.”
I used to think that enduring pain or blows well was due to good endurance, but it turns out it was just my constitution that was tough.
In that case, does it mean it has become a given that we must stand at the very front of the battle from now on?
For some reason, Geumpyo gave the impression of a sad future.
Dongryong looked at Moyonggang with teary eyes.
“Uh, sir, I… I’m a little worried. I don’t know when the control might wear off.”
When Dong-ryong asked about the anxiety he had been harboring alone, Mo Yong-gang spoke as if it were no big deal.
“There is no need to worry. You will be able to fully control it through training. In fact, you two could even train together.”
The same training?
Murong Jiang nodded vigorously.
“You just have to get hit a lot. Cheonyangsingol will become hardened, and Cheonsalseong will increase your patience.”
“…….”
The academy students, who had initially been jealous that advice was given only to Geumpyo and Dongryong, came to think that they absolutely did not want to receive private lessons as they watched the two of them get beaten in every single part of their bodies.
The seven-day lecture that everyone had been looking forward to and waiting for has ended.
As soon as the lectures ended, the students were busy fleeing to the dormitories and out of the academy, while the medical hall was still overflowing with patients, tormenting Sama Jeong.
Of course, it had nothing to do with me.*** “Thank you for your hard work.”
As I grasp the bow, Murong Jiang twitches his eyebrows.
“That fellow who calls himself the student center representative didn’t come for a single day in seven days.”
I tilted my head with an innocent expression.
Haven’t I already received a lot?
Still, I want to teach you.
Crunch.
Moyong Gang warms up by twisting his hands and neck.
Can you really call that a sign of wanting to teach a lesson?
In that case, please teach me that.
“Which one do you mean?”
I waved my hands wildly back and forth.
You know that thing. The one where the space was all distorted like this.
“Do you mean the right to mutual destruction?”
“yes!”
A roar erupts from Moyong Gang’s mouth.
“You fool! That is the enlightenment of my entire life!”
“Anyway, you still have compensation money to pay me, don’t you?”
“What! Didn’t I already give you a lecture! I’m Mo Yong Jiang! Do you think I would ever show off my martial arts in front of pathetic losers like you?”
I let out a hollow laugh at the sight of Mo Yong-gang raging uncontrollably.
“Didn’t I restore the righteousness of the Murong family? Is the righteousness I restored really such a trivial thing?”
“Moreover, even if it is a lifelong enlightenment, isn’t it an enlightenment attained from the position of the Broken Sword? Now that you possess the Eye of the Heaven-Shattering, you must aspire to something higher.”
At the sight of me speaking only the right words, Mo Yong-gang, who, as expected, had the temperament of a ruffian, trembled his lips in anger.
“You bastard. That move you showed back then was undoubtedly the Demon Sword’s sword technique, wasn’t it?”
I will not answer.
“Hmph! I can tell just by looking at your expression. I don’t know how you mastered it, but with just the Taeeul Sword Emperor’s martial arts manual and the Sword Demon’s sword techniques, you would have few competitors in your age group.”
Before he knew it, Mo Yong-gang’s gaze had calmed down.
“But why are you so obsessed with nothing?”
I remained silent for a moment, then answered him.
It is because it is not enough.
“What do you mean it’s not enough?”
At my answer, a look of doubt crosses Murong Gang’s face.
A ceaseless swarm of numbers of mines.
A monster that cannot be broken no matter how much it is struck.
Even mind-confused sorcery and demonic arts that defy the natural order.
The future in my memory is hell.
And even I am not enough to endure such a hell.
I looked Murong Jiang straight in the eye.
I mean that I am not good enough to protect those I intend to protect.
At my answer, Mo Yong-gang strokes his chin for a moment and falls into thought.
“Hmm, is that all?”
What do you mean?
His eyes flash sharply.
“I am saying that it is not about protecting, but about dominating.”
I shook my head.
I have no greed for power.
In that case, what you have now is enough.
I shook my head again.
There are many people to protect.
You lunatic. Are you saying you would protect everyone in the world?
I didn’t react to those words. Because I knew very well that it was impossible from the start.
Moyong Gang clicks his tongue at my silence.
“How dare you, who have longed for my enlightenment, refuse to even speak properly?”
however…….
Murong Gang’s mouth begins to twist strangely.
“As expected, you are exactly the kind of person suited for our Murong clan.”
What’s with that smile? Why do you like it? Is it scary?
Murong Gang asked me without wiping the smile from his lips.
“What is the reason a martial artist practices internal energy cultivation methods?”
I’m dying of busy, so what are you suddenly talking about?
My ear itched for a moment, so I picked at it with my little finger and said
Please teach me the Gukyeol and the methods of utilizing Qi, rather than the theoretical aspects.
“What a rude jerk!”
puck!
My head was burning and my head was shaking.
“W-when on earth?”
I thought I couldn’t feel it last time because he was far away, but even though he was close, I couldn’t feel the flow of energy from his body.
I covet it. I covet it so much…!
I asked urgently.
Is it the Heart Sword by any chance?
“Siiiiiimgeom?? You must have read too many novels. To think that it would be typified like this…….”
I quickly interrupted him and grabbed the fist.
The reason a martial artist practices internal energy cultivation methods is to accumulate energy internally and utilize it freely.
Moyong Gang’s gaze softens, as if he liked my answer.
Do you finally have the will to listen properly?
I have been learning with a sincere mindset from the very beginning.
This is a martial art that is more amazing than I imagined.
To think you can use energy without emitting any trace.
There are endless ways to utilize it.
Murong Jiang stroked his chin and said
“Then let me ask. What is the difference between the energy within and the energy spread throughout the world?”
“Well, there is the purification that occurs through the mind method, and don’t each mind method have different characteristics?”
“If so, is the energy gathered within fundamentally different from the energy of the world?”
At Moyong Gang’s words, a part of my mind begins to feel ticklish.
“No internal energy cultivation method can erase the fundamental essence of nature’s energy. How much less can even those who practice martial arts defying heaven erase nature’s energy.”
A stifling feeling, as if I could release it like spitting out a tickling sneeze if only I had a clue.
“Then, what is the reason a martial artist must use the energy that originally resides only in their own Danjeon?”
A theory that denies the very foundation of martial arts.
However, you cannot say that what he says is wrong.
Because that is also just one of the laws of nature.
“Martial arts seek to resemble the Way of Nature, yet they do not seek to become one with the Way of Nature. Is it impossible for the Way of Martial Arts and the Way of Nature to become one?”
As his dizzying words continue, the frustration grows.
My heart beats violently and my breathing becomes ragged.
The attempt to unite the Way of Nothingness and the Way of Nature into one. That is the Empty Annihilation Fist.
am.”
A principle that can only be realized by one whose rebellious nature has truly permeated to the bone and who denies even the very foundation.
It was a concept that only Murong Gang could conceive.
I feel a thirst as if my throat is burning.
“Th-then, how are the secret techniques used? What about the manipulation of Qi? Is the consumption of internal energy immense?”
I threw out a question in a panic, like a beggar trying to fill his hungry stomach.
Moyong Gang looked at me like that and gave a twisted smile.
That is the end of the teaching.
When I made a flustered expression, Mo Yong-gang grinned.
“If you want to learn more, become a member of the Murong family.”
Wait, you’re cutting it off here?
“Are you a thug by any chance?” Mo Yong-gang, who had appeared like a storm raging just as his nickname suggested, returned just as boisterously. “Even so, to insult the Alliance Leader right in the middle of the Martial Arts Alliance… It would have been a matter where an Alliance member or a outsider would have been dragged to the Executioner’s Pavilion and subjected to brutal torture, but there was actually no one in either the Executioner’s Pavilion or the Inspection Pavilion capable of capturing Mo Yong-gang.”
Murong Gang returned to the Murong family like that.
As the guest invitation event concluded smoothly, the size of the delegation also increased.
It would be a good idea to participate in the student representative group activities to leave even a slightly positive mark on your school records.
Thanks to this, those who had been working in the delegation were able to breathe a sigh of relief as they began distributing the work.
I had even less to do.
I went to work at the student center representative office, and [premium]
A peaceful life sitting in a chair and drinking seven-colored flowers.
It was an unexpected break.
But you have to report to work at the Ministry of Communications now.
He frowned intensely at Eunho’s words that ruined the mood.
“Do you break out in hives all over your body just by looking at the sight of Senior Brother resting?”
Eunho answers with a very calm expression.
“How could that be? I simply hope you report to the General Affairs Department immediately and make an active contribution. For the sake of the other priests.”
Huh, look at this guy?
Come to think of it, it is clear that you wrote the seal instead of Jaehwa, isn’t it?
“That’s impossible. I just wrote exactly what Jae-hwa dictated. He told me that his writing is so poor that he thought he might provoke Grandfather’s anger.”
Eunho throws an ambiguous look at me, making it hard to tell if he is glaring or just staring.
“And shouldn’t you have avoided making Jae a scapegoat in the first place?”… …
I couldn’t bring myself to drive Eun-ho to the limit because of the sins he had committed.
For some reason, even Jaehwa, who used to cling to me like a puppy every day since that day, seems to be slowly avoiding me.
Eunho triumphantly drives in the wedge.
“Just hurry up and report to work at the Ministry of Public Works. Because of you, Senior Brother, we keep getting complaints about a shortage of documents.”
Even without Eunho’s urging, I had to report to work at the Mantong Department.
“Not only was Maeng Ju-won sending messages several times a day, but he was also visiting the dormitory once a week. ‘Ugh, what a sickening human being.’ I was already thinking of doing some work at the Communications Department.”
“I needed to compare the current events, which had changed from my past life because of me, with the past, and I also had to anticipate what impact those events would have on the future. ‘Besides, there are those people.’ Damn the Elder Council.”
They probably won’t easily entrust me with budget-related matters, but they could certainly torment the Elders by being meticulous with the paperwork. Hehe.
Since tens of thousands of documents to be written are already piled up in the library of my mind, there is no need to struggle to learn the work separately.
The short-term goal is to complete the handover as quickly as possible and reduce my work attendance to one day a week.
If you do that, you’ll be able to rest with the delegation and on weekends, and find time to train in martial arts separately.
After finishing organizing my thoughts like that.
As I entered the Mantong Mansion, Meng Zhuyuan and Zhuge Xiaoming greeted me.
Welcome! Welcome! It is good to see you back home.
Even though this place had never been his home in the first place, Maeng Ju-won appeared unable to contain his joy, looking as if he were dying of happiness.
Have you been well?
When I greeted Zhuge Xiaoming, he frowned deeply and said.
“Do you think I lived comfortably?”
Since I have committed a wrong, I naturally bow my head.
As you are advanced in age, please take care of your health.
Ninety percent of my worries are your fault.
It’s only my loss to keep talking about things like this.
I quickly changed the subject.
“What should I do first? Please leave anything to me.”
At my words, Maeng Ju-won tries to drag me away…
“Leave it for a moment. I have something to entrust to you first.”
“yes?”
For some reason, I just stand there, but Maeng Ju-won looks even more surprised.
Jegal So-myeong handed over a document regardless of whether Meng Ju-won made such a face.
A long document rolled up into a scroll.
I tilted my head while reading the documents quickly.
Are you asking me to help build an alliance with the Black Alliance?
When I briefly summarized it, Zhuge Xiaoming nodded.
However, there were still questions remaining.
Are you sending an envoy?
“Seeing that it uses the character for ‘thought,’ it doesn’t seem like the Black Dao Sect. ‘Could this also be a sect created because of me?’ No matter how much I searched the library in my head, there was no sect called Saheukryeon.”
“I have never heard of a sect called Saheukryeon in the first place.”
“It can’t be helped. It’s new.”
Then that is even stranger.
If it is a newly formed sect, what reason would the Murim Alliance have to go out of its way to form an alliance?
As I tilted my head, Jegal So-myeong added an explanation.
“You know it well, don’t you? It is the new name for the Black Dao Alliance, established around the Four Emperors’ Lord who is close to you.”
“no way…….”
Go to the opening ceremony of the Black Alliance.
Eek??????
Jegal So-myeong drank his tea as if nothing were wrong.
Anyone reading this would think I was telling you to go to the neighborhood store and buy a block of tofu.
