Monochrome Sovereign (Novel) - Chapter 84 - The Wind Does Not Stop (2)
Chapter 84 – The Wind Does Not Stop (2)
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Translated by Heavenly Cat
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“Groan.”
I was surprised by the sound that came out of my own mouth. I thought that I, too, could make such a sound.
‘Damn it.’
Fifteen days had passed since the life-and-death battle with Myeong Cheon.
If it were a person who had not trained in martial arts, it would be a wound that would cause one to hover between life and death. But for him, who had passed through an incalculable asura field, it was a wound that was nothing special.
‘I thought I would be able to move roughly in ten days.’
Whirring.
As he operated his internal energy, force entered his limbs.
The consumed internal energy had been recovered by nearly eighty percent, and the three types of God Qi were also vigorous.
Even so, it was to this extent. Strangely, the wounds did not heal well.
‘Why.’
He was full of strength and had regained his muscle power.
Even so, if the wounds did not heal within the expected period, it must be entirely a problem of Qi.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who sat in a lotus position, sank deeply inside.
After a while.
Whoosh!
The red fire Qi, the Vermilion Bird Qi, flared up.
Although it was the energy obtained last, it was the best among the three types of God Qi in terms of vigor.
Yeon Ho-jeong found the reason for that in his own nature.
‘If the Black Tortoise is a shield and the White Tiger is a spear, the Vermilion Bird is the extreme penalty itself.’
It was an energy so powerful that he would be reluctant to even take it out if he did not intend to kill the opponent.
In other words, the fact that the Vermilion Bird Qi had grown this much was proof that a dense killing intent remained in his heart. Moreover, after returning, he had never felt death as much as when he fought Myeong Cheon.
The Vermilion Bird Qi grows according to the degree of crisis. It seemed that his own killing intent and extreme sense of crisis had grown the Vermilion Bird Qi to this extent.
Yeon Ho-jeong also checked the White Tiger Qi and the Black Tortoise Qi.
‘As expected, there is nothing wrong, but…’
All three energies of White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise were fine. Although there were differences in the nature of the Qi, they all settled stably.
After examining his body for a long time, Yeon Ho-jeong soon released the lotus position.
“Let’s not try to find an answer that doesn’t come out.”
Anyway, the body is recovering. That was enough.
It was just when he stood up from his seat.
“Eldest Young Master.”
“Ah, Group Leader Shin.”
“There is… a visitor.”
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
‘Again.’
Currently, Yeon Ho-jeong was receiving treatment at a medical house some distance away from the Myeong Clan.
The distance was quite a bit, but it was still the territory of the Myeong Clan. Was that why? Many Murim people visited this place. Since the Myeong Clan received the judgment of being the Public Enemy of Murim, it was natural for curiosity to arise.
And the people who had visited Yeon Ho-jeong so far were close to nearly a hundred.
Since he was receiving treatment, he sent them all back saying that an interview was impossible, but among them, there were people who threw a tantrum relentlessly. In the end, Shin Mo had to even draw his sword several times.
“I want to be alone. Please send them back.”
“That is…”
Yeon Ho-jeong tilted his head.
Thinking about it, he thought that Shin Mo would have sent them back if it were an ordinary case.
“Who is it?”
At that time, a dignified voice popped out like thunder.
“It’s me!”
It seemed she had pushed her way in on purpose. Behind Shin Mo, a woman who only poked her head out was seen.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes widened.
“You…?!”
“Hehe, are you surprised?”
“…”
“Oh my, were you that surprised? Heh, this is a bit unexpected?”
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“Zhuge Ah-yeon.”
“Hey!”
Zhuge Ah-yeon screamed.
“Did you already forget my name? Is that it? How can you make a person feel so hurt!”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
I could see why Shin Mo was troubled. Still, wasn’t Zhuge Ah-yeon one of the people he was closest to at the meeting?
“What brings you here?”
“What do you mean what brings me here! The Murim is in an uproar because of you, so as a friend, of course I should come visit!”
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.
“The Murim is in an uproar not because of me, but because of the Myeong Clan.”
“Look at you avoiding it slyly? You’re the starting point.”
Yeon Ho-jeong said indifferently.
“It was because of a private conflict. From the beginning, there was no such grand reason.”
Zhuge Ah-yeon smiled.
“There wasn’t from the beginning, but one was created later?”
“There was no way to win alone. Then I had no choice but to bury it whole.”
Although he spoke calmly, it was a word that made the listener’s spine chill.
No way to win alone? That meant he had thought of winning alone in the first place. Regardless of the feasibility, the thought itself was amazing.
Moreover, realizing he could not win alone, he buried the Myeong Clan as it was.
Whether it was through military force or strategy, it was difficult for anyone to bury a group like the Nine States Myeong Clan in a short time.
Zhuge Ah-yeon sighed.
“You, how did you become such a monster at that age?”
“Calling a person a monster, your words are harsh.”
“Do you know they’re harsh?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Again, again. I told you to fix that way of speaking that has aged.”
“Why is saying ‘it’s nothing’ an aged way of speaking?”
“Ah, I’m suddenly feeling tired.”
“Leave.”
Zhuge Ah-yeon snorted and walked briskly, then sat next to Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“It’s hot. Stay away.”
“You’re lying.”
“Don’t you see the weather? Stay away.”
“I don’t want to! I’m standing guard for you, so be grateful.”
“The cultivation is all finished, standing guard my foot.”
“Such a lack of manners.”
Zhuge Ah-yeon took out a small silk pouch from her sleeve.
“Here, take this.”
Yeon Ho-jeong blinked his eyes like an idiot.
“What is this?”
“Do you think I might have put poison on it? If I tell you to take it, just take it.”
Yeon Ho-jeong received the silk pouch.
Zhuge Ah-yeon turned her head away abruptly.
“Oh dear, my father is also such a pushover. What was so pretty about this fellow that he even provided an elixir.”
“An elixir?”
“It’s a treasure called the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir. Eat it.”
Did her way of speaking become a bit rough?
Yeon Ho-jeong tilted his head.
“What is the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir?”
Zhuge Ah-yeon’s mouth fell open.
“You don’t know the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir?”
“I don’t know.”
“The Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir? It’s the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir? It’s even the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir?”
“I said I don’t know, you brat.”
“Hey! Even if it’s the same Seven Great Clans, memorize at least the spirit pills each sect is proud of!”
“What do I care, even if I know, I won’t be able to steal and eat it.”
“Give it back.”
“Don’t take back what you gave.”
Zhuge Ah-yeon huffed. It seemed she was heating up.
At that time, Shin Mo said in a cautious voice.
“The Heavenly Mystery Elixir is a spirit pill that the Zhuge Clan is proud of. The Heavenly Mystery Elixir is divided into the Great Heavenly Mystery Elixir and the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir, and even the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir alone is a treasure that gives great help to the training of internal energy.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s ears pricked up.
From the time he heard the word spirit pill, there was some expectation. However, hearing it like this, it seemed to be a better item than expected.
“Really? Does it mean that if I eat this, my internal energy will increase?”
“The spirit pills refined in the so-called great sects are all treasures that have condensed the medicinal power to the limit. They are different from the ordinary elixirs drifting in the Jianghu.”
“Reeally?”
“Yes. It will be of great help in increasing your internal energy, which was damaged by this battle.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Zhuge Ah-yeon.
Zhuge Ah-yeon looked back at him with an arrogant expression as if to say ‘look at that’.
Yeon Ho-jeong poked her arm with his elbow.
“Did he say he doesn’t have the Great Heavenly Mystery Elixir?”
“…Wow, I held it back well. Know that you barely lived just now. Because I almost hit you for real.”
“Well, anyway, thanks.”
Zhuge Ah-yeon was dumbfounded.
What kind of treasure was the Small Heavenly Mystery Elixir? Although it was inferior to the Small Restoration Pill in terms of internal energy increase, it was a treasure among treasures that was especially effective in stabilizing the body and aimed for the enhancement of internal power without considering the nature of the internal energy.
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled sheepishly.
Looking at Zhuge Ah-yeon who was blankly looking at him, it seemed it was definitely a great item. In fact, just the fact that she came all that long way and gave such a gift was something to be grateful for.
Zhuge Ah-yeon shook her head.
“Father, even if he is a benefactor, I don’t think this is it.”
“Benefactor?”
“Ah, forget it! Eat it, quickly!”
“I’ll eat it after eating rice.”
“Eek!”
He seemed to be the best of the era when it came to the ability to make people angry. Zhuge Ah-yeon, who huffed for a long time, eventually turned her back.
Shin Mo smiled and opened his mouth.
“Since your friend has come, why don’t you have a meal together.”
“With her?”
“That’s right. If the Zhuge Clan had not used their power, you would not have recovered that quickly.”
It was slow, though.
“What does that mean?”
“Before the battle broke out, just in case, they recruited the best physicians in Henan in advance. At that time, wasn’t your condition very critical?”
Even if they had left it alone…
“It was.”
“On the day you lost consciousness, the Divine Physician of Heavenly Communication came and looked at you.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes flashed.
The Divine Physician of Heavenly Communication was also a person he knew. As one who boasted the highest reputation among the so-called physicians who heard the sound of “Divine Physician,” he was a famous physician who was within the top three in the Jianghu.
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Zhuge Ah-yeon.
Zhuge Ah-yeon was still sitting with her back turned. Seeing her arms folded firmly, she must have been sulking.
Yeon Ho-jeong poked her side.
“A meal?”
“Heck! Hey! Has this fellow gone crazy! Where are you touching?!”
“I’ll buy something tasty, so why don’t you eat?”
Zhuge Ah-yeon cleared her throat. Her face turned a bit red, but seeing her ears pricking up, her appetite seemed to have been whetted.
“Ahem! Are you buying something tasty?”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Yes. I’ll buy you everything you want to eat.”
In fact, there were many things he was sorry for in many ways toward Zhuge Ah-yeon.
Regardless of this help, he had been suspecting Zhuge Ah-yeon. No, he suspected all of the Seven Great Clans.
The person he was particularly entangled with was Zhuge Ah-yeon, so there were many cases where he treated her somewhat coldly.
“Ehehet.”
Shin Mo, seeing Zhuge Ah-yeon burst into a foolish laugh, laughed inside.
‘It’s a good time.’
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong asked.
“By the way, how are things on the Myeong Clan’s side?”
“Ah…”
Shin Mo’s face became troubled.
“Will it be alright?”
He had purposely not told him for a while, fearing it would have a bad effect on his recovery. But looking at him today, he thought he could tell him now.
“I roughly know. Because I heard the sounds the physicians made as they went back and forth. I just want to hear in more detail.”
“I understand. Then…”
It was then.
“How else would it be, you brat. It’s almost an atmosphere of a house of mourning.”
Clang!
Shin Mo’s drawing of the sword headed toward the rear like a ray of light.
“Oho? Look at the momentum. You said ‘Mad Wind Sword, Mad Wind Sword,’ and you really have amazing sword Qi.”
Shin Mo’s eyes became sharp.
“Who are you?”
The old man grinned.
Even though he looked over seventy, his teeth were very white like Ga Deuk-sang’s.
“I’m the chief of beggars.”
“…?”
“Because my disciple said his lungs were full of wind because of that naughty fellow. I came to see what kind of fellow he was.”
“…!”
Shin Mo’s eyes shook.
“Could you be the Dragon Head Chief?”
“That’s right.”
Click!
Shin Mo, who immediately sheathed his sword, bowed politely.
“I am Shin Mo, the group leader of the Goshawk Squad of the Green Mountain Yeon Clan. I greet the Dragon Head Chief of the Beggars’ Gang.”
The Dragon Head Chief, Hwa Jin-cheon, burst into a hearty laugh.
“They said it’s a family of gentlemen, and the management of the warriors under them is also very well done. I have never had a private conversation with the Yeon Clan Head yet, but looking at you, I can know that person’s character.”
“You flatter me.”
“Haha.”
“Please leave now.”
“…Eeh?!”
It felt as if the conversation that had been continuing well was suddenly cut off.
Shin Mo said calmly.
“The Eldest Young Master is recovering. No one who is not permitted can be let in.”
Hwa Jin-cheon’s eyes sparkled.
Even though the Dragon Head Chief of the world came, he was told to leave because he was not permitted.
‘He’s stiff.’
He has a stiff personality. That was why he liked him.
Just as Hwa Jin-cheon was about to open his mouth with a smile.
“Group Leader Shin.”
“Yes, Eldest Young Master.”
“It’s alright. He has already entered anyway.”
“…I understand.”
Shin Mo stepped aside.
Hwa Jin-cheon looked at Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s appearance sitting calmly in a lotus position was truly like a painting. A mysterious air surrounded his entire body.
Hwa Jin-cheon’s lips curled up. A faint admiration was contained in his eyes.
‘It’s worth Sang being swayed.’
Yeon Ho-jeong stood up from his seat and bowed.
“I am Yeon Ho-jeong of the Yeon Clan.”
Hwa Jin-cheon gazed at Yeon Ho-jeong intently.
An appearance that was calm and composed.
“The rumors were loud that you are the butcher of the world, but you look more normal than I thought?”