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Taejonbirok Volume 28, Episode 18
Chapter 151: The Lazy Man, Observing (3)
Baek Mu-han looked around, having found a place where there weren't many people.
'I think this will be okay.'
The reason he sought out such a remote location wasn't for himself. He was a man with nothing to hide from others.
Baek Mu-han, who had stopped moving, slowly closed his eyes.
Woohoo.
The inner body inside Wei Yanhuo's stomach burst into tears, and soon the hazy figure of Baek Muhan emerged from Wei Yanhuo's body.
“Hmm.”
It's a little awkward, perhaps because it's been a while since I've done this. But somehow, I managed to create a shape.
Baek Mu-han, who had returned to his previous form, quietly looked at Wi Yeon-ho.
Then… … .
Wei Yanho slowly opened his eyes and looked at Baek Muhan.
Baek Muhan, too, faced Wi Yeonho with a gaze different from before. It was a reunion with a disciple he thought he would never see again. Even Baek Muhan, who had perfected his unwavering spirit, couldn't help but be shaken.
“Yeah, I…….”
“You said you couldn’t take my body?”
“…….”
Baek Muhan flinched slightly.
The disciple's eyes are askew. His head is tilted slightly to the side, and his attitude is quite rude.
'Isn't this it?'
The moving reunion he envisioned flew by in an instant.
“No, I didn’t take over the body…….”
"fraud!"
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho stepped back, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
“I knew it! Oh my god, you’ve been targeting my body for so long!”
“No!”
"What's wrong with that? Even though I'm conscious, I can't do anything! In the first place…."
Taak!
“Ugh!”
Wi Yeon-ho clutched his head and rolled on the floor. Baek Mu-han, who had unconsciously struck Wi Yeon-ho on the head, looked at Wi Yeon-ho, who was rolling around with a distorted face.
'The touching reunion was freezing.'
It's always like this, you rotten disciple.
It was the price paid for momentarily mistaking Wi Yeon-ho for a normal person.
“Why are you hitting me!”
Wi Yeon-ho suddenly rose from his seat. Baek Mu-han silently thrust out his fist.
“Would you like more?”
“I am so happy to see you again, Master.”
"……okay."
Baek Mu-han shook his head.
But somehow, I kept smiling.
'I miss you.'
It was a strange thing.
Although imperfect, he retains memories of his past as Baek Muhan. He has lived as Baek Muhan for well over a hundred years. However, the five years he spent with Wi Yeon-ho are far more vivid and vivid than those long memories.
Is this because he is just a simple intuition?
If not… … .
“You said you were going to die?”
“To be exact, I said it would disappear.”
“But why is it there?”
“I thought I was gone too.”
"……yes?"
Baek Mu-han shrugged.
"At that time, I was at my limit. Maintaining my sanity wasn't simply about internal energy. No matter how much stamina I had left, I was bound to reach my limit."
“Something feels strange.”
“Anyway, while I was inside you, I came to my senses at some point. Thanks to that, I was able to come out here.”
“…….”
“I said no!”
“Yeah, yeah. Well, I kind of understand it.”
“Ugh.”
Wi Yeon-ho still looked at him with a suspicious gaze. He was a brazen bastard.
"Ugh, have respect, have respect! Didn't you see how the other guys treated me earlier! What? Didn't my name get through to you? You swindler!"
"You said it was a light sword! I've never heard of such a thing! I've only heard of it as a sword emperor!"
“How would I know the nickname I got after I died!”
“You’re not even dead!”
“Huh? Really?”
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Baek Mu-han's eyes were blank.
Now that I think about it, he's not dead.
But soon Baek Mu-han waved his hand as if that was enough.
"Yes. What do you think of this master's status? Doesn't it naturally inspire respect? No martial artist can help but respect this master."
“The family was ruined because of one person’s personality.”
“Ugh.”
It is an undeniable fact.
Baek Mu-han sighed as his sore spot was poked.
'It seems like he doesn't have even a shred of respect for his teacher.'
Let's say that's possible, since he didn't know who Baek Mu-han was before. But now, Wi Yeon-ho knows who Baek Mu-han is. Despite this, Wi Yeon-ho's attitude hasn't changed one bit.
so…….
I feel relieved.
“Pathetic guy.”
Baek Mu-han was killed.
“Didn’t I tell you to keep gaining enlightenment?”
“……You said you would die if you didn’t achieve enlightenment!”
“That’s right.”
“You said you’ve never told a lie in your life?”
“I told you I was dead.”
“You’re alive!”
“……That’s a bit subtle.”
Baek Mu-han chuckled.
"Anyway, you did even better than I expected. I never imagined you'd get this far in such a short time."
“I almost died?”
"That's because you're my opponent. It's a miracle that someone as small as you survived against me."
“…….”
Wei Yanho puffed out his cheeks.
If you want to praise, praise, if you want to criticize, criticize, but you mix it up and hit.
'You have a really bad personality.'
Well, that's true.
This is the master.
"But what happened? Why is Master still alive? And what's with that appearance?"
“Hmm. Listen carefully, Yeonho.”
"yes!"
“What would I know?”
“…….”
“…….”
The boiling hot water of Wei Yanhu started to spit out poison.
“No, why don’t you know your own work?”
"I told you I was asleep! How could I know what was happening outside the cave! Inma!"
“Hey! It’s no use at all…….”
Kuung!
Wi Yeon-ho rolled on the floor again.
Baek Mu-han clicked his tongue and continued speaking.
"I don't know for sure, but I can make a rough guess. Starting over from scratch is impossible for me, with no remaining ancestral power in my body. So, I have no choice but to seek out the Demonic Cult before I die."
"why?"
“Because even if normal attack is impossible, magical attack is possible.”
"But isn't that only possible if the Demonic Cult members readily surrender their magical powers? You say they've lost their powers? Then, if you're just an old man, why would the Demonic Cult give you magical powers?"
“Give me magic? Why?”
“No, that’s right…….”
"Didn't I tell you before? I was impressed by the martial arts of that Cheonma or something. He wasn't as skilled as I was, but he was decent in his own way."
"……uh?"
“I originally knew magic.”
"omg……."
Now that I think about it, I think I've heard something like that before.
“Huh? Then?”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes widened.
“Yes, the Demonic Cult wasn’t very prosperous before, so why did it suddenly grow so much?”
“…….”
Baek Mu-han turned his head slightly with a subtle expression.
“It seems that ‘I’ have revived the Demonic Cult.”
“…….”
This was something that even the world's greatest master, Wei Yanhu, was speechless about.
It's understandable to the extent of relying on the body to conquer the Demonic Cult and invade the Central Plains. But…
“You revived the fallen demonic sect?”
“I see. And that… well, I found out after seeing the magic they use….”
What are you trying to say now?
“……It seems like the magic they’re using isn’t the magic I used to know.”
“What does that mean?”
"It's developed tremendously. Before, it was practically a sham, except for the martial arts of the Heavenly Demon. So, if you think about it rationally…"
no way?
Baek Mu-han scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression.
“I guess I, who devoted myself to the Demonic Cult, have recreated all of the demonic arts.”
“Ugh.”
Wi Yeon-ho fell backwards.
This wasn't just a nuisance. It was the root of all evil, a disaster in its very existence.
Wi Yeon-ho, who had barely managed to keep his wits about him, shouted.
“There is a limit to accidents!”
“……Ugh.”
Baek Mu-han couldn't find any excuses.
“No, it wasn’t me who did it.”
"Master is Master! Do you think that makes sense?"
“Tsk.”
Baek Mu-han, who was at a loss for words, changed the subject.
“That’s not important right now.”
“You’re changing the subject.”
“Can you give me your balls back too?”
“……I will listen carefully, Master.”
“Okay.”
Baek Mu-han opened his mouth with a slightly serious expression.
"So much has gone wrong. You must now set it all right."
“By killing Master?”
"yes."
“It feels really awkward.”
“I don’t feel good about telling you to kill me.”
“Well, there’s nothing I can do. Even if I’m alive, I’m still a disaster.”
Taaaaak!
Wi Yeon-ho grabbed his head.
“Why are you hitting me!”
“I feel strangely uncomfortable.”
“You said it was someone else!”
“But still, I feel strangely uneasy.”
"no way!"
Baek Mu-han chuckled and continued speaking.
"You must stop me. His vengeance will never subside. He will only disappear after everything is destroyed."
“……But, Master.”
“Speak.”
"No matter how much I think about it, I just can't figure it out. I know he's being harsh, but honestly, I think I can understand his feelings."
Baek Mu-han closed his mouth.
"I might have done the same thing to my family if they were in the same situation. No, I would have done it even worse if I could."
“Yeonho.”
"……yes."
"The reason you must stop me is not just because he's destroying the Central Plains. You must stop me for his sake, too."
"why?"
“What will be left after everything is destroyed?”
“…….”
Baek Mu-han shook his head.
"Nothing remains, nothing. If I lose even my revenge, then I will truly become a beast. For my own sake, you must stop me."
“I don’t know.”
Wi Yeon-ho sighed.
“But I have to do it, right?”
"yes."
“Then there’s nothing I can do. I have no choice but to do it.”
Wi Yeon-ho hit his chest, bang bang.
“Please write.”
"……what?"
“My body.”
Baek Mu-han looked at Wi Yeon-ho with dull eyes.
"I'll lend it to you. Use it as you please, and return it when you've finished cutting the head of the Cheonma. Don't eat it and run away."
As Baek Mu-han raised his hand, Wi Yeon-ho retreated at lightning speed.
“Don't think you'll always be right like before! I've gotten stronger too.”
“Yeah, you’ve gotten stronger.”
For some reason, Baek Mu-han obediently accepted Wi Yeon-ho's words.
“So it’s you, not me, who should do it.”
"……yes?"
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Baek Mu-han with rabbit eyes.
“Me?”
"okay."
“Not Master, but me?”
"okay."
Wi Yeon-ho's face changes from moment to moment.
He seemed slightly surprised, then suddenly twisted his face. He chuckled. Then, he looked at Baek Mu-han with eyes full of suspicion and cautiously asked,
“Master, by any chance….”
Baek Mu-han hesitates, looking slightly uneasy.
“…….”
“You’re not crazy, are you?”
Uduk.
Baek Muhan's fist clenched with all his might. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he charged at Wi Yeon-ho.
“Oh yeah! You’re crazy! Get beaten to death by that crazy old man today, you rotten disciple!”
“Ah! Wait a minute! I was just asking!”
“Die! Just die!”
“Ahhh! Don’t hit me again! Aah! It hurts!”
The desperate screams of Wei Yanhu echoed through the volcano swept by the typhoon.
It was a time of reunion for Baek Mu-han and Wi Yeon-ho.