Chapter 183

Chapter 183

A few days later, a reply came from the Kunlun Sect.

As I read the letter Damwoon brought, a smile appeared on my face.

It was exactly what I expected.

‘As expected, Hyukseong’s seal in the eyes of the other elders did not seem to be a very good impression.’

It was in the same context as when I tried to appease Man Yeok-kwon, who had been pushing me to apologize to Hwang Bo-jin.

There were many ways to separate people from each other.

The answer wasn’t necessarily to keep things apart through criticism and gossip.

‘It’s a pity to keep this good news to myself.’

A hum naturally came out.

I immediately left the office and headed to a separate room where the Kunlun sect’s monks were receiving treatment.

“...!”

When I opened the door and entered the room, the monks who were groaning all fell silent as if they had made a promise.

Hyukseong Dojang, who was lying on the bed by the window, glared at me with burning eyes and asked.

“What are you doing?”

“I came here because I have something to tell you.”

“It’s no use trying to ask for forgiveness now.”

“Forgiveness? I don’t know what you’re talking about. “What am I so sorry about that I have to ask the elder for forgiveness?”

“If you’re not stupid, you probably don’t know the situation you’re in. Do you think you will be safe after doing something like this?”

Should he really be called the elder of Kunlun?

Even after being beaten up like that, Hyukseong Dojang didn’t look discouraged at all.

He was different from other Taoists who were so scared that they couldn’t even make eye contact with me.

I don’t know anything else, but his courage and courage were worthy of recognition.

“Is there any reason why you can’t be safe?”

“Do you think the Kunlun Sect will just sit back and watch this happen?”

“I will just sit there and watch. “Isn’t it obvious that I am wrong?”

“You look down on the Kunlun Sect.”

“I never looked down on you.”

“Although their home was temporarily taken over by the wicked demon cultists, the Kunlun sect is still the Kunlun sect. “In the near future, we will rebuild our clan and spread its status across the entire midfield.”

“I hope so too.”

“...Why are you smiling like that earlier?”

“Would you like to look at this for a moment?”

I unfolded the letter I had taken out of my pocket and kindly held it in front of Dojang Hyukseong’s eyes.

After checking the contents of the letter, Dojang Hyukseong looked blank.

“That can’t be possible.”

“In the first place, things in the world don’t always work out the way you want them to.”

“Hyukdo Hyukhwan Hyukgun! “How could they do this to me!”

“Isn’t it an extremely rational and reasonable decision?”

“You must have done something dirty! Otherwise...!”

“Be aware of your own position. “Elder.”

I packed the letter in my arms and placed my hand on Hyukseong’s upper body.

As he gently pressed on the glenoid acupoint and released his internal energy, the old Taoist’s face became horribly distorted.

He stared at the old monk, who was unable to come to his senses due to the extreme pain and was shaking, and warned in a low voice.

“There is no one who will take the elder’s side anymore. This means that even if I persecute you here and now, there will be no problem.”

“...!”

“You’d better mind how you conduct yourself. “If something bad comes to my ears again, you will be in even worse trouble than this.”

A face so red it looks like it’s about to explode.

Hyukseong, who was struggling due to being severely injured and unable to resist properly, soon closed his eyes and fainted.

I slowly withdrew my hand and left the separate room, saying goodbye to the monks with a bright smile on my face.

It felt like the 10-year-old congestion was gone.

There would no longer be any more damage suffered by the branch’s Taoists from Kunlun’s Taoists.

‘The expenses are a bit big, though.’

It was not a very loss-making business as it gave the world the impression that Baekdo was working hard for the well-being of the martial arts people.

Now that the immediate problem has been resolved, it is time to return to work as branch manager.

There were a few things I needed to take care of in advance before leaving for a long-term business trip to Yunnan.

“Hmm....”

“If I provide you with the same equipment that Yeongeumdae used, would you be confident in using it freely?”

A furrow was carved between Seo Ho-seon’s eyebrows.

After thinking for a while, he slowly nodded and opened his mouth.

“I can’t say for sure, but I think it might be possible with a little practice.”

I put a faint smile on my face.

This was the scary thing about Seo Ho-seon.

In his previous life, he absorbed all the skills he had learned during the fight and used them as his weapons.

As a result, a rare monster called Cheonmyeonsal was born.

“great. “Then please take this.”

“This?”

“This is an item used by Daeju, who led this group at Yeongeumdae.”

I took out the iron bead with Cheonjamsa attached to it from my pocket and handed it to Seo Ho-seon.

Seo Ho-seon, who took the iron ball, looked embarrassed.

I smiled and reassured him.

“You don’t have to make that face. “I have no intention of forcing you to learn how to use it.”

“Then why are you giving this to me?”

“I just had some expectations. If you were a warrior, wouldn’t you be able to handle this? Well, to put it bluntly, I handed over the abandoned complex.”

“.......”

“I know it’s something that can’t be handled easily. “Once you research how to use it, if you think it’s not for you, return it.”

“All right.”

“Actually, I got some cold steel from Namgung House this time.”

“......yes?”

“We will commission a skilled Yajang (冶匠) to produce special equipment for the samurai to use. “Equipments similar to those worn by the film crew, but with better performance.”

“One season is just too much for me.”

“You don’t have to feel too burdened. “I just intend to use some of it.”

“.......”

“Let’s stop chatting and start training.”

Seo Ho-seon scratched his head with a very burdened expression.

I suddenly kicked off the ground, rushed at him, and unleashed a powerful attack with my Wolyeonggeom.

The second herbivorous month (殘月).

The sword strike, whose presence was momentarily erased, dug into Seo Ho-seon’s side.

* * *

“Huh! omg!”

Seo Ho-seon, lying on the floor in a large shape, looked up at the sky and let out a rough breath.

After returning Damro to the scabbard, I looked down at him and thought.

‘There isn’t much I can do for Seo Ho-seon now.’

Of course, the investment I have made in Seo Ho-seon so far has not been light.

He taught ghost training and personally guided the training.

They provided elixirs and even cleaned the blood vessels with cerebral energy.

‘Yes, but.’

To put it bluntly, this alone was not enough.

The support that Sosalmagun gave to Cheonmyeonsal in his past life was not like this.

Naturally, I couldn’t help but feel worried.

If Seo Ho-seon cannot achieve the same level as in his previous life....

‘The given environment is different and the situation is different. It wouldn’t be surprising if I didn’t see the same explosive growth as in my previous life.’

This was the reason for trying to equip them with at least good equipment.

Of course, the current Seo Ho-seon was a sufficiently talented person.

However, for me, who had memories of my previous life, it felt like it was infinitely lacking.

‘But that doesn’t mean you can enter the secret temple of Muyeongshintu without being properly prepared.’

After thinking about it for a while, I let out a small sigh and shook my head.

An impatience would become poison.

For now, we have no choice but to believe in Seo Ho-sun’s talent and support him as much as possible.

* * *

Exactly 15 days have passed since then.

As if he was laughing at my worries, Seo Ho-seon went beyond the wall and achieved the pinnacle of excellence.