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Taejonbirok Volume 19, Episode 2
Chapter 103: The Lazy Man Does Good Deeds (2)
Bam!
"huh?"
Wi Jeong-han frowned as he watched Jang Il, his face ghostly, open the door and enter. Even if they could sense each other's presence, it was impolite to slam open a superior's door without even knocking.
Although Jang-il's speech was usually rough, he never acted in a way that was impolite.
“What’s going on?”
Something is not right.
And as if that impression of a nobleman was not wrong, Jang Il opened the door and came in, and opened his mouth with a stern face.
“There is something I need to check.”
"check?"
"yes."
It's clear that Jang-il has figured something out. But what on earth is that face?
“Tell me.”
“You know that emergency?”
“Emergency?”
“Emergency, I mean the Sword Emperor’s Secret.”
Wi Jeong-han tilted his head.
“Is the Sword of the Emperor you speak of the secret weapon that Yeonho was selling?”
"you're right."
“What’s the problem with that?”
“…….”
Jang Il hesitated for a moment before answering, but then spoke firmly as if he had made up his mind.
"We need to determine how many people within the family have mastered the Sword of the Emperor's Secret. And whether those who recently experienced a seizure are actually connected to the Sword of the Emperor's Secret."
"you……."
Wi Jeong-han's face was distorted.
What Jang Il was saying now was not something that could be just passed over.
“Is there something wrong with that emergency?”
“I thought that couldn’t be true.”
Jang-il said in a trembling voice.
"Because there are so many people who have mastered it. Shouldn't that have been called a whirlwind?"
"yes."
"So many people have learned it, so there can't be a problem with just the sugar. On the contrary… I thought there couldn't be a problem with so many people watching and learning it."
"however?"
“I changed my mind today. This is the party.”
Wi Jeong-han sighed softly.
“Look here, Jang-il. Do you know how many places that secret weapon was taken from?”
Jang Il looked at Wi Jeong-han without answering.
"The Shaolin and Shaman sects, along with the great shamans, all took the secret. And they couldn't find any problem with it."
“Yes, I did.”
"Even the elders Kwon Geuk and Shin Gi-su said it wasn't a bad idea. Yeon-ho's opinion was similar."
Wi Jeong-han remembered the words of Wi Yeon-ho in evaluating the level.
Very well made junk food.
However, it is a junk food that does not cause any particular harm even if eaten.
"Yes. That's why I left it alone. Even if someone deliberately created and spread it, as long as it didn't cause any harm, there's no problem. But… there's one thing that bothers me."
“What do you mean?”
"There's only one reason we listened to Wei Yanhu and Shaolin's interpretations in the first place. We don't have the ability to interpret what that level is."
Jang Il's voice was firm.
"Hundreds of years have passed since the publication of the Book of Changes, yet no one in Shaolin dares claim to have perfectly interpreted it. If the Secret Book were something that could be perfectly interpreted, there shouldn't be any difficulty in mastering it."
“What are you trying to say?”
"A secret weapon is difficult for those who haven't reached the level of its creator to grasp its true meaning. It's a paradoxical thing. A secret weapon is created to impart one's ignorance to others, but conversely, if one isn't of a similar level, one can't truly grasp what's inside. They simply learn as instructed and follow as instructed. In other words… even if the master of the secret weapon has played a trick, those who learn it won't know."
Wi Jeong-han's face became serious.
"therefore……."
"yes."
Jang Il said with confidence.
“If the owner of that secret is a warrior stronger than Wei Yanhu or Shaolin, then even if he has set up some kind of trick inside the secret, it will be impossible to find out.”
Jang Il and Wi Jeong-han's eyes met each other.
Jang Il's gaze, filled with strong will, and Wi Jeong-han's gaze, filled with suspicion.
“What you are saying is…….”
Wi Jeong-han hesitated for a moment.
It was such a huge statement that it needed to be organized.
“Does this mean that someone may have spread that secret with a purpose, and that the person who created it may be someone so great that we cannot even imagine?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“Look here, Jang-il.”
Wi Jeong-han sighed.
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"I'll admit you have a point. But isn't it unrealistic? Meeting the standards you've outlined would be difficult even for a past enemy… no, even for the Great Demon Emperor. It's not just because he's my son. Yeonho's abilities have already surpassed anything we could have imagined. And how strong must one be to conceal one's intentions within a secret so covert that even that child would miss them?"
“Is it impossible?”
“It’s not impossible, but realistically…….”
“The opponent is a demonic cult.”
Jang Il's words contained many things.
"The Demonic Cult has always been more than we imagined. I have a question. Your Majesty, you are so certain that in twenty years the Demonic Cult has failed to produce a warrior superior to the Great Demon Emperor. Is that a result of your pride and calculation, based on your intimate knowledge of the Demonic Cult, or is it simply your strong impression of the Great Demon Emperor that you make that assumption?"
"you……."
Wi Jeong-han suppressed his anger.
It's rude.
It was an incredibly rude thing to say.
But I couldn't deny that there was some truth to it. The Demonic Cult had raised the Great Demon Emperor. So, it wouldn't be surprising if they also raised a warrior superior to the Great Demon Emperor.
furthermore…….
‘It’s a wooden doll… … .’
That name keeps coming up.
Red-eyed man who calls himself a puppet.
'A shepherd, is there anything more ridiculous than that?'
He is the great hemp.
The great demon emperor who struck fear into the entire Central Plains.
Before the emergence of the Great Demon Emperor, the Central Plains didn't hold magic in high esteem. While it was possible to reach the highest level of magic faster than the highest level, it was impossible to advance beyond that.
Since the days of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, the Demonic Cult has failed to produce a world-class individual. Even if it could be pushed by a powerful force, it could not trample on the martial arts of the Central Plains, centered around an absolute warrior.
That is why the Central Plains evaluated the martial arts of the Demonic Cult as incomplete.
Since the emergence of the Great Hemp Emperor, many things that were previously considered common sense have been shattered.
Extreme demon.
The Great Demon Emperor has deeply impressed upon the martial world how fearsome a demon who has ascended to the highest level is.
One who has set foot on a realm that no one has been able to reach since the time of the Heavenly Horse.
The Great Emperor of Daema swept away the martial artists that the martial arts world was proud of like autumn leaves.
'It was a shock.'
At that time, the martial arts world was teeming with powerful figures. In terms of sheer strength, they would have surpassed even today. Yet, no one could stop the Great Demon Emperor.
The prosecutor who prided himself on being the best in the world collapsed, bleeding profusely.
The one who was called the best in the world couldn't even last ten seconds.
Yes. That's why the name "Great Demon Emperor" (大魔大帝) was so fitting.
Wi Jeong-han never thought he'd see someone as worthy as the Great Emperor of the Great Demon in his lifetime. Of course, Wi Yeon-ho was amazing. He was his son, but Wi Yeon-ho was truly a monster.
However, Wi Jeong-han thought that even that great king could not compare to the great emperor.
Will Wei Yanhu be able to surpass Red Eyes someday?
The head says yes, but the heart says no.
He even changed history.
The pride of Kang-ho, who almost lost everything after being trampled by Mine, turned his unclear end into their own achievement.
'It's truly ridiculous that, despite all this, we couldn't create a clear hero and ended up dealing with it through a joint attack.'
No one dared to say, "I killed the Great Demon Emperor," even though it was a fabrication.
Is this a mine that surpasses even that great master?
Even if it is a demonic cult… … .
Wi Jeong-han gritted his teeth.
The possibility exists. I can't deny the possibility. The reason I refuse to acknowledge it isn't my respect for his Red Eyes.
If a Mine stronger than Red Eyes reappears in the Demonic Cult, will the martial world be able to handle it?
Even if you piled mountains of corpses and created oceans of blood, it wouldn't be possible. Considering the actions of the past, when the martial arts world attempted to stop the Great Demon Emperor,
“You are right.”
Wi Jeonghan readily admitted it. His current assertion that the Demonic Cult couldn't have created a warrior superior to the Great Demon Emperor was a result of his own personal impression of the Great Demon Emperor. Thinking rationally, there was no reason why it couldn't have been possible.
“It might be possible if it’s the Demonic Cult.”
Jang Il also nodded.
“So we need to investigate. To see if those who have had seizures have actually mastered this art.”
“Okay…….”
Jang-il lowered his head and turned around.
Then Wi Jeong-han called Jang Il.
“Look here, Jang-il.”
"yes?"
When Jang Il turned his head, Wi Jeong-han hesitated for a moment.
“Have you… learned that by any chance?”
“No, it’s not.”
Jang Il shook his head. He, too, was a man of few words, and it wasn't without its desires, but Wi Yeon-ho's assessment dissuaded him.
"There's not much benefit to mastering that. It's not a bad martial art, but mastering it doesn't really yield much benefit. It's full of holes. Rather than mastering something half-baked and turning it into a mishmash, master what you have now. Your martial art isn't bad, is it?"
“He told me not to cook it.”
“I see.”
Wi Jeong-han nodded weakly.
“If that’s the case.”
"yes."
"What if your prediction is correct? If all of this stems from the Geomhwangjibo unraveled by Wi Yeon-ho… what will happen?"
Jang-il answered with a stern face.
"If… this emergency caused such a thing, it would be alright if we could come up with a countermeasure. If we could restore the distorted energy and blood."
“What if not?”
“If not…….”
Jang-il kept his mouth shut.
No words came out. He just stared at Wi Jeong-han with a stern expression.
That was enough.
Wi Jeong-han, who heard all the answers from Jang Il's eyes, nodded.
"Understood. Go ahead. I'll finish the investigation quickly and let you know the results. There may be something you need help with as well."
“I will do my best to help you.”
“I see.”
widely.
As Jang-il closed the door and left, Wi Jeong-han's body slumped onto the chair.
'No, I guess not.'
It shouldn't be.
absoluteness.
If Jang Il's prediction is true, Kang Ho will not be able to handle what comes next. And… … .
'What will happen to the year?'
If Wei Yanho is accused of being the mastermind behind all this, what should he do?
Wi Jeong-han suddenly stood up from his seat.
Now was not the time to worry, but the time to take action.
Wi Jeong-han, who had swept away all the ominous thoughts that were floating around in his head, walked out resolutely.
But his shoulders were slumped, more so than usual.