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Taejonbirok Volume 12 Episode 6
Chapter 69: Catch the Lazy (1)
It seemed like the world was engulfed in darkness.
'Isn't this a bit unusual?'
It wasn't simply a matter of being strong or weak. The martial arts of the Demon Cultists were said to be on a different track from the martial arts of the Central Plains, and it definitely felt different from the martial arts that Wei Yanhu had seen so far.
'I told you, it doesn't help anyway.'
Wi Yeon-ho recalled the conversation he had with his master about the Demonic Cult.
“The devil’s cult?”
“Yes. It’s the Demonic Cult.”
Baek Mu-han asked back with a strange expression on his face.
“Are you saying that those guys are still holding out in the world of martial arts?”
“They’re not just holding out, they’re literally causing a ruckus. They even started a big war about fifteen years ago. If the people of the Central Plains hadn’t all joined forces to stop it, the world would have become a demonic world by now.”
“Huh?”
Baek Mu-han tilted his head as if he couldn't understand at all, then clicked his tongue.
“How weak must the Gangho have become that they are being invaded by such guys?”
“Just that? I heard that there is no single group bigger than the Demonic Cult.”
“What?”
Baek Mu-han opened his eyes wide as if wondering what on earth was going on.
“No, that’s… Huh, that’s true.”
Wi Yeon-ho shrugged his shoulders as he looked at Baek Mu-han, who had a look on his face that said he didn't understand at all.
“Well, it’s been three hundred years.”
“I don’t think that’s something that can be solved with the passage of time.”
“Was the Demonic Cult that bad three hundred years ago?”
“Umm…….”
Baek Mu-han organized his thoughts.
“Of course, the Demonic Cult’s martial arts had its own potential.”
“Then maybe there’s a chance of resurrection.”
“It’s not as easy as it sounds. The martial arts of the Demonic Cult are different from those of the Central Plains. There is no middle ground.”
“……Huh? What do you mean?”
“First of all, the ignorance itself is different, but because they are so ignorant, they don’t have a way to pass on their ignorance in a good way so that future generations can learn it. If you just throw out some rough insights, talented and quick-witted people will learn it on their own. It’s like, ‘You have to be at least that good to be qualified to learn my ignorance.’”
“That’s manly.”
“It’s something that deserves a thumbs up from a human perspective, but from a group perspective, it’s crazy. Because of this, countless martial arts have been lost, and most of the martial arts that are being passed down are just empty shells that are missing the middle ground or the main core. If they want to regain their status, they need to fill in the middle ground…….”
Baek Mu-han shook his head.
“Even for a genius, that would be impossible.”
“It could be possible if a great genius appears.”
“No. That’s impossible.”
Baek Mu-han declared.
“Because what a genius who has not yet reached the level of ignorance can do is not to fill in, but to create. This has nothing to do with genius.”
"why?"
When Wi Yeon-ho did not understand, Baek Mu-han explained with an example.
“Can a young scholar create a new trend?”
“That could be possible.”
“Then is it possible for a young scholar to restore an old discipline that he has never studied?”
"……uh?"
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head. This is a bit ambiguous.
“Restoration requires an understanding of martial arts. It means that one must have a broad understanding of martial arts. In order to restore all of those magic arts, one must surpass their level, but it is impossible to recreate them by surpassing that level with martial arts that have already been half-lost and lost.”
“Then what should I do?”
“The most certain way would be for someone who has risen to the rank of a great monk through another martial arts school to join the Demonic Cult and restore those martial arts schools…….”
Baek Mu-han frowned.
“Why would those demonic cult guys do something like that because it’s pretty? And it’s not easy. When I was there, the so-called magic arts were considered trivial, but in reality, magic arts are not such a weak art. In terms of depth, they’re not inferior to regular arts. So it’s something that even the average person can’t even dream of.”
“Master too?”
"me?"
“Yes. To some extent…….”
Taaak!
Wi Yeon-ho grabbed his head and fell face down.
“Ugh! I was just asking!”
“You still lack respect for me. Who is this body? This body is Baek Mu-han. If that little magic falls into my hands, it won’t just be restored, it’ll be recreated.”
“If you become a master, others will be able to do it too.”
thud!
Wi Yeon-ho's body slightly dug into the ground.
Wi Yeon-ho, with tears streaming down his face, glared at Baek Mu-han with a face like a poisonous snake.
“No to violence!”
“It’s noisy.”
Baek Mu-han, who had neatly subdued Wi Yeon-ho, snickered.
“There’s no way another expert like me could have appeared in the meantime.”
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“Aren’t you being too self-deprecating?”
“And there’s no way a master like me would have done something like that.”
"why?"
“Let’s say I joined the Demonic Cult.”
"yes."
“Are you crazy enough to restore it and fall asleep? It would be a lot easier and more efficient to just teach you a few of my swordsmanship techniques.”
"ah……."
This is something that even Wi Yeon-ho clearly understood.
Baek Mu-han doesn't necessarily need to restore his magic power. His sword is ahead of magic power, so why bother doing something like that? Baek Mu-han doesn't have any connection to the demonic cult.
“Then does that mean that a master who has a reason to revive the Demonic Cult’s martial arts has joined the Demonic Cult?”
“That may be the case, but there’s no way someone like that would exist.”
“But it actually happened.”
"yes."
Baek Mu-han shook his head as if he didn't understand at all.
“I don’t know. No matter how weak the Central Plains’ martial arts are, there are still those Ddaengjung guys and Malko guys, so it doesn’t seem like they’ll be pushed around by that weak Demonic Cult. If that’s the case, then it means that someone has reorganized the Demonic Cult’s magicians…….”
Baek Mu-han's face hardened as he thought for a long time.
"no way……."
"yes?"
“That can’t happen…….”
“Why do you keep mumbling to yourself like that? You’re a ghost, so you don’t have dementia.”
Kuung!
“Ugh.”
Wi Yeon-ho, who had received a blow more powerful than he had ever experienced before, grabbed his head and rolled around on the floor.
Baek Mu-han clicked his tongue as he looked at Wi Yeon-ho.
“You really do have a variety of ways to get hit. Even if that’s your nature, there’s no one else like you who only does things that deserve to be hit.”
“What did you say that was so wrong!”
“Would you like more?”
“I did that because I felt frustrated that the great teacher did not explain things to his dull disciple.”
“Hmm.”
Baek Mu-han stroked his beard for a while and then opened his mouth.
“There are some who can do that.”
“Who is it?”
“It’s called Cheonma.”
“Cheonma? Are you talking about the Cheonma who was the first leader of that cult? The incarnation of Asura?”
"yes."
“That person is from a thousand years ago.”
“A thousand years? In my time it was said to be five hundred years, but has it increased by two hundred years?”
“Hey, is a thousand years really that long? It’s a very long time.”
“Yes, that’s right. There have been many martial artists in the world, but only a few have been able to reestablish the martial arts of the Demonic Cult and make it stronger than before. Maybe Daruma, Sambong, myself, and Cheonma.”
“But those people are all dead.”
“Yeah. I thought so too. But.”
"yes."
“Am I not alive like this?”
“……Master.”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Baek Mu-han with a very sad expression and said.
“Master has passed away. He is a ghost. You seem confused as you talk to me, but Master has already passed away for three hundred years. Now, he is of the mind…….”
“That’s not it, you punk!”
"yes?"
Baek Mu-han said, clicking his tongue.
“Of course I am dead. But my spirit is still alive and talking to you.”
“Yes. Well, that’s true.”
“If I can do it, they can do it too.”
"uh?"
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes trembled slightly.
Now that I hear it, that's true.
“Of course, their ignorance does not reach my level…….”
“If you go out and say something like that, you’ll be beaten to death, Master. Ah… He’s already dead. Just do it. What’s there to be afraid of when he’s dead?”
Baek Mu-han's fist trembled.
What on earth did this guy eat to grow up with such harsh words that he can scratch people's insides?
“Anyway, if a guy the size of a thousand demons had his mind sealed somewhere, and someone opened it… it’s entirely possible.”
“Oh, yes. That’s a really interesting story. If someone who knows how to talk properly goes around to inns, they can make a lot of money.”
“This guy!”
Wi Yeon-ho rolled on the floor to avoid Baek Mu-han's fist.
“It’s not something to be taken as a joke.”
“I didn’t take that as a joke.”
“Tsk, you should know here what a great person this master is.”
“Huh? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Would someone as tall as a thousand demons be willing to quietly share his insights? If you utilize all the magic that exists in the Demonic Cult, it wouldn’t be that difficult to use someone else’s body to achieve resurrection. Considering that there is a limit to maintaining one’s mind with internal energy…….”
“Huh? No way?”
Baek Mu-han sighed deeply as he watched Wei Yeon-ho cover his chest with both hands.
'Let it go, just leave it alone.'
No matter what crisis comes to Gangho, he will not be the one to resolve it. Moreover, there has been no problem for three hundred years, so how could something happen now?
“Anyway, that’s what I think.”
“What are the chances of this actually happening?”
“……The probability that a person will be struck by lightning thirty-six times and survive and go home to eat is probably around 36.”
“Yes. Those are scary odds.”
“It’s possible, it’s possible.”
“Yes, yes, I understand.”
Baek Mu-han's eyes became a little serious.
“Just keep one thing in mind.”
"yes?"
“If they had somehow managed to completely revive the magic that had been passed down to them, they would be truly powerful.”
“…….”
“I do not respect Dharma or Sambong, but I cannot look down on Cheonma. If I were to choose the only person in the world who is qualified to be my opponent, I would choose Cheonma. His martial arts are that deep and ruthless.”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes narrowed slightly.
His teacher was a man so arrogant that he could even slap the Jade Emperor with his foot. If someone like that were to say something like that, then that nobleman named Cheonma's ignorance must have reached the heavens.
'Maybe I can count a little more than my master?'
He wasn't the kind of person to say something like that if he thought he would win the fight.
“Their ignorance is not simply strength. Among the magic arts, the special characteristic of the magic arts created by the Heavenly Demon is that it touches people’s emotions.”
“Feelings?”
“It stimulates human fear and hatred, making them lose their composure. It’s hard even if you just stick with it, but it’s obvious if you don’t use your full abilities.”
“Then what should I do?”
"you?"
“Yes, me.”
"you……."
Wi Yeon-ho repeated the words that came to his mind.
– You, you don't have any fear. Just fight. That only works on people.
“……This, is it like a curse?”
A dazzling white light shot out from Wei Yanhu's sword.