Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

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.

‘First of all…’

* * *

“Are you here?”

Early moning.

I approached Seo Ho-seon, who was hiding in the shadow of the wall and watching a middle-aged elderly couple, and spoke to him.

Seo Ho-seon looked back at me with a surprised expression.

“……Leader.”

“Why don’t you go and talk to me in person?”

“It’s done. “I don’t want to go that far.”

“I’m sure you two will be happy to know that Master Seo is alive.”

“It would be a different story if you knew that his son had countless blood on his hands.”

“But do you plan on just secretly watching me like this for the rest of my life?”

“yes. “I intend to do so.”

I clicked my tongue and turned my gaze in the direction where Seo Ho-seon was looking.

A man goes out into the yard to stretch and a woman prepares food ingredients next to him.

Seo Ho-seon’s parents, who had settled in Sacheon, were currently running a small inn.

The two people didn’t know.

It is entirely thanks to Seo Ho-seon that they are able to escape hardship and lead a stable life.

‘If you look at it this way, Seo Ho-seon also has a very frustrating personality.’

I didn’t feel like making a fuss like I did when I arranged the meeting between Damun and Seonhye.

The situation was different then, and more than anything, I wanted to respect Seo Ho-sun’s decision.

‘If you do this, you may change your mind.’

I patted Seo Ho-seon on the shoulder once and then left.

It must have been a precious time for Seo Ho-seon.

I didn’t want to disturb.

“Don’t be late for training.”

“All right.”

* * *

“How are you feeling?”

“I have fully recovered.”

A vacant lot located on the outskirts of Seongdo.

Seo Ho-seon and I stood facing each other in the center of the vacant lot.

He asked Seokgajang (析家莊) to purchase land in this area.

Although we haven’t built a proper training ground yet, we have put up a temporary wooden fence around it.

There was no need to worry about outsiders spying on the practice.

Although it doesn’t really matter if you peek at it.

“I’d like to hear your impressions.”

“What do you mean by appreciation?”

“How did you feel when the British Academy of Music was attacked?”

“…I was keenly aware of my own immaturity.”

Seo Ho-seon’s expression sank somberly.

Seo Ho-sun has become stronger than before after receiving martial arts instruction from me, but he still has a long way to go.

In order to reach a level closer to the heavenly death of my previous life, I had to work harder in the future.

“It was a scary group. “The things I learned at the Killer Demon Room felt ridiculous.”

I nodded my head once as if I agreed with what Seo Ho-seon said.

Even though Salmabang was a popular Sado Bangpa, it could not be compared to the Yeongeumdae, which was formed from members personally selected by the Ma cultist.

“The standard of each person was high. “I’m not just talking about the state of martial arts.”

“…….”

“On the contrary, in terms of level, I was higher than the average film corps member. But in terms of professionalism, I fell far short of them.”

It was not possible to become an excellent assassin simply by having strong martial arts skills.

Seo Ho-seon, who was from Salmabang, would know that better than anyone else.

“How about doing it?”

“……?”

“Do you think you can absorb the skills they showed as your own?”

“There’s no way that’s possible just by seeing it a few times.”

“Of course, skills and martial arts are not something that can be learned overnight. It is ultimately an area of training. But things like tactics and tips for using equipment. “If it’s something like this, isn’t the story different?”

“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.