Chapter 16: Rumors of Demonic Arts Practitioners

Chapter 16: Rumors of Demonic Arts Practitioners

Ak Yeon-Ho turned out to be a lightweight drinker.

An absurdly lightweight drinker.

Heeheehee, Hyung-nim One more cup

Why did I ever agree to this?

I helped the half-unconscious Ak Yeon-Ho up the stairs to my room, since the bastard hadnt reserved any accommodations for himself. However, what was more upsetting was the fact that I had to pay for the drinks as well.

Well, we only managed to have a few drinks before Ak Yeon-Ho was completely wasted, so it wasnt too expensive, but still

Ugh

Ahh, for crying out loud.

I dumped the dead drunk punk on the bed and smiled ironically, recalling the looks on the female patrons faces as I carried Ak Yeon-Ho to my room.

Well, this guy was indeed handsome, but that wasnt the thing that bothered me the most.

Why the fuck would a martial artist let himself get wasted in front of a person theyre meeting for the first time? No, never mind a martial artist, no normal person would show their vulnerabilities so easily.

Is this guy really that innocent and trusting, or is he just that confident in his strength? No, what ifhes testing me?

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Should I do something to confirm his intentions?

I thought about it for a while, then subsequently gave up. There was no benefit in making enemies out of a rich kid.

After a while, Ak Yeon-Ho started to regain his senses. It seemed that he was the type who got drunk fast, but also recovered fast. Well, him being a peak-level master probably gave him a better metabolism than most.

Guhhhh

You awake?

Ak Yeon-Ho sat up on the bed, holding his head in his hands.

Yeah, I havent drunk wine in a really long time, so I went a little overboard. Sigh, this is probably the reason why Dad forbade me from touching alcohol once I entered the gangho

Im not exactly in any position to say this, but you should listen to your father.

Why did you do that if you knew that you couldnt handle your drink? Also, why didnt you just drive the alcohol out of your body using your qi?

Normally, it was nigh impossible for peak-level masters to get drunk on wine, because they could simply remove it using their qi.

Y arent you reading this at ?

Ak Yeon-Ho beamed in a way that would make any womans heart pound and replied, Whats the point of drinking if not for the alcohol? I drink to get drunk.

Oh, so is that why you drank yourself into oblivion?

No, I just didnt think that I would get so wasted. After all, I only drink once every few years.

Wow, good boy, Im so proud of you.

Ak-Yeon Ho suddenly grinned slyly, saying, Well, what can I say? Hyung-nim is just too handsome, and that made the wine taste all the more delicious. As expected, wine is something that should be enjoyed while admiring the best artwork

If youre seeing this, you are at the wrong place.

Suddenly, Ak-Yeon Ho noticed me trying to sneak out of the room. He immediately waved his arms frantically and corrected himself, Wait! I was just kidding! If you leave me behind in my current state, Ill really be thought of as a weirdo! Ahh, you really cant take a joke, can you? Anyway, the reason I never got to drink much wine was because my strict father forbade it. Also, I thought that with my martial arts skills, my alcohol tolerance shouldnt be that bad

Seriously, this guy. He looked like a playboy who had hit on a lot of girls, so I thought that he was a lot more mature than this, but it seems that he unexpectedly has an extremely nave and innocent side to him.

Well, Mr Fattest from earlier was also a person whose easygoing appearance belied his shrewd, recalcitrant personality. When he left, he had acted like it was nothing, but I knew that the fatass would definitely not let things go so easily.

The gangho was a place where compassion meant nothing, and vengeance was never forgotten, after all.

Instead of letting him run off, Ak Yeon-Ho should have just killed him. Only then would the problem have been solved for good.

Perhaps it was because I belonged to the Blood Cult, but I really couldnt understand why these orthodox folks liked showing sympathy to their enemies so often.

Well, many of them did care about their reputation, but then all theyd have to do was hire an assassin to quietly murder their enemies and bury the corpses where no one would ever find them, or at least beat the guy up till he could no longer practice martial arts for the rest of his life. That kind of industry flourished for a reason, you know.

Just then, Ak Yeon-Ho took a bulging wallet and waved it in front of me, asking, Hyung-nim, want to go for another round? I swear that the drinks will be on me this time.

Go light on the alcohol, and order more food.

I guess its none of my business whether this guy goes around randomly making enemies or welcomes you.

We ordered room service and resumed the drinking party in private.

Kuhaa! Now this is the stuff!

When people drink, they often begin talking about anything and everything. We were no exception.

Anyway, my dad is just waaaay too overprotective!

Hmm? My dad is like that, too.

Somehow, the conversation eventually started going in a weird direction. Insulting our fathers turned out to be a common topic between the two of us.

Do you know why Im so bad at drinking? Its because he force-fed me so many miracle medicines and pills, I gained a body that cannot handle alcohol.

My dad secretly stalks me even into the backyard toilet. Once, I was so shocked at seeing him that I slipped and fell into the pit while taking a shit.

Hyung-nim, I know youre drunk, but thats a bit too much information

What?

Anyway, when I was a kid, my dad wouldnt let me make friends. He told me that I had to learn martial arts first.

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My dad wouldnt let the past me learn martial arts, so that me tried to learn some strange martial arts in secret and ended up almost dying multiple times.

Huh? If you did it, then you did it? Why are you talking like its someone elses story?

Err, yeah, that was me. Right.

So what youre saying is, your dad told you that you werent allowed to return home before finding a fiance? And that youre going to the academy to find a nice woman?

Yes!

Of all places, why did you choose the Azure Dragon Academy?

For the longest time, my ideal type of woman has always been the elegant, intelligent kind, Ak-Yeon Ho replied, grinning from ear to ear, as if he was embarrassed.

He didnt seem to be lying, so I decided to let him off the hook for now.

What about you, Hyung-nim? Why are you applying to the academy as an instructor?

Without a twinge of guilt, I confidently answered, Im going there to make money. My goal is to become a Star Instructor and earn tons of money.

Thats so pragmatic.

You better control that thing in your pants. If you dare touch the kids, Im going to cut them off.

Read this at , or else.

For the last time, Im telling you that is not what I meant!

Amid the clink of wine cups, night soon fell.

Ak Yeon-Ho and I decided to travel together until we reached Nanchang, where the Azure Dragon Academy was. It was like traveling with a competitor, but

Theres going to be more than one applicant anyway, and compared to the benefits of freeloading food and inn fees off the rich kid, something like that is trivial. Besides, having a companion to talk to on the road makes the trip a lot less boring.

Hahaha, as long as I hang out with Baek-hyung, Im sure the women will be lining up for us!

On second thought, is this really okay?

A few days later, we arrived at Nanchang.

Uncle!2

Long time no see, Su-Ryong, A man greeted me with a big smile on his face. It was Go Ju-Yeol, the Flying Eagle.

As Nanchang was the largest city in Jiangxi Province, both the Jiangxi Branch of the Murim Alliance and the Azure Dragon Academy were located here.

Also, the reason why I went to look for Go Ju-Yeol was because there was something I needed from him.

I heard from Mu-Heun that you were coming here, so I wrote your recommendation letter in advance.

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Thank you, I replied, taking the recommendation letter from him.

Compared to a few months ago, Go Ju-Yeol looked a lot more worn out. Even then, hed taken some time out of his busy schedule to meet me and help me.

Go Ju-Yeol looked at me with satisfaction and asked, You look a lot healthier now than you did before. Also, is the young man next to you your friend?

Yes, hes a friend that I made on the way here.

My name is Ak Yeon-Ho, and its my first time in the gangho.

Are you from the Shandong Ak Clan?

Just like that, the three of us talked for a while, but because of Go Ju-Yeols work, we couldnt hang out for long.

Go Ju-Yeol patted me on the shoulder, saying, A letter of recommendation is just a letter of recommendation. Pretty much every applicant has one. Im sorry, but among all the referees, Im probably one of the least influential ones.

You ought to read this at northbladetl.com.

No, dont be, Im already grateful that youre even willing to write me one. Ill take care of the rest myself.

Being good at martial arts was not the only criteria for an instructor. One also needed to come from a good family, have a clean background, an illustrious career record, and excel at the interview.

Furthermore, Go Ju-Yeol hinted to me that this years competition was going to be fierce.

I believe in you. Well, Id like to talk more, but Ive really got to go. Ive been so busy lately that I havent got any energy.

Are you normally this busy?

Im always busy. This is the murim after all, where stuff happens every single day. Sigh I havent got enough manpower, and I get paid peanuts

Suddenly, as if realizing that this wasnt information that he should be telling us, Go Ju-Yeol coughed and said, Anyway, I at least want to treat you to a meal before you go

Please dont worry about that.

Then, next time, Ill throw a party to celebrate you passing the instructors exam. Oh, and I hope you pass too.

Yes! Thank you!

Go Ju-Yeol rose from his seat, and we bowed our heads in respect. He took a few steps forward and was just about to leave, when suddenly, he spun around and walked back toward us.

You know, there is one way you can earn some big bonus points for the interview Therefore, Su-Ryong, want to help me with something?

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What? Are you asking me to help you with your work?

About that Go Ju-Yeol hesitated for a moment, then carefully continued, Recently, there was one case in which a civilian was killed by a group of martial artists.

!!

Unlike Ak Yeon-Ho next to me, I wasnt particularly surprised by this news. Such things were common, especially back when I was part of the unorthodox sects.

However, as if that wasnt all, Go Ju-Yeol looked around to check that no one would overhear us and whispered, We suspect that the people who did itused demonic arts.

What?

Now this was surprising, even to me.

Nanchang: The capital city of Jiangxi Province, China. It is located next to Poyang Lake and is one of the many cities along the Yangtze River. The most notable landmark there would probably be the Pavilion of Prince Teng, one of the Three Great Towers of Southern China along with the Yueyang Tower (Hunan) and the Yellow Crane Tower (Wuhan).

Uncle: baekbu, meaning older uncle on the dads side (in this case, Su-Ryongs dad and Go Ju-Yeol are sworn brothers). English just hasnt got enough vocabulary for all the different types of relatives.