Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 135

Episode 135

Visiting the King of Power and the King of Water 1

Leave the work of the Murim Alliance to the Murim Alliance.

Danwoo Sung planned to return home and train. He wasn't immediately interested in becoming the next martial arts leader.

Because the Murim Alliance was fine as it was. It had been completed to a certain extent by Yoo Jeong-hong.

Whoever the successor was, he would receive some assistance from Yoo Jeong-hong, so there was no need for Dan Woo-seong to undergo complicated and arduous training as a leader.

It was important to survive and become the son of the highest level of the galaxy, the husband of Baekyak, and to become the best in the world in terms of personal power. Leading the martial arts alliance was not the king's dream in the first place.

So, whether we were fighting or debating amongst ourselves, we had no intention of participating in the process of selecting the next leader.

The day after drinking with the leader of the Yoo Jeong-hong group late into the night, Dan Woo-seong departed for the Milky Way.

I have conveyed everything I know to the leader.

The story of the sinner knowing the location of Manmagung Palace, the story of his slaying of Cheonma and Geomma, and even how he came to be subordinate to Jipyamaeng was explained over drinks. These were personal matters perpetrated by Danwoosung, but strangely, they were also of immense importance to the leader of the martial arts world. Therefore, Yoo Jeonghong drank more than usual and listened intently to his junior's words.

Only then did Dan Woo-seong seem to understand why the leader of the Yoo Jeong-hong faction was worthy of the position.

Yu Jeong-hong suspected that since the criminal was in the Murim Alliance, it was doubtful that Manmagung would remain in its original location. Therefore, he planned to dispatch members from the nearest branch to scout the location first.

Yoo Jeong-hong knew well what a leader needed to do. He was a man who listened to others to achieve this, and for that alone, he was worthy of respect.

Yoo Jeong-hong hoped that Dan Woo-seong would not die until he became the best in the world in the next era.

In fact, it was Dan Woo-seong, who had been drinking with Yoo Jeong-hong until late at night, who was hoping that Yoo Jeong-hong would not die in this fight.

I hope that Yoo Jeong-hong, who had worked hard and earned respect, would enjoy a long life in a peaceful world and then return to heaven.

Is it only the leader of the Yoo Jeong-hong clan?

Danwoo Sung had no intention of letting Gwangshin die in this fight.

Because they have suffered enough.

To achieve that, Danwoosung had to become stronger, as if returning to the starting point.

If Danwoo-seong was to be called a martial god in the martial arts world of his time, it would not matter whether there were eight or a hundred Cheonwicheon of Manmagung.

However, because Danwoo's level had risen so dramatically, it was impossible to raise his rank with just any elixir, and there was no longer any need to learn new martial arts to pursue diversity. Danwoo's level had stagnated, much like the great masters who had been confined to the Manmaseook to pursue higher realms.

A state where there is no answer.

A state where no one can tell you the right answer.

It was a stage where I had to solve problems on my own and raise my level.

In a situation where only Yoo Jeong-hong and Gwang-shin were paying attention to Dan Woo-seong in the martial arts world, Dan Woo-seong had to overcome the next hill alone.

The journey included a return to the upper reaches of the galaxy.

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Danwoo-seong, who had briefly parted ways with the Murim Alliance and was returning to the upper reaches of the galaxy alone, felt like someone was chasing him, so he looked back along the quiet road for a moment.

“······.”

The faint presence that had been felt in the empty streets was disappearing again. It wasn't the unpleasant feeling of being followed by assassins.

"hmm."

I wondered if there was anyone worth chasing.

Cheol Myeong-ho plans to continue training under Master Gwangsin.

The mad horse is caught in the body of a sinner.

Hwaeunwol had said she would remain to mediate between the Murim Alliance and the Emperor's Association. And since Danwoosung had already refused to provide a cumbersome escort, there was no one to pursue her unless they were enemies.

'if······.'

Danwoo Seong, who was looking at the quiet road, suddenly remembered something and walked a little further before entering a small shop that seemed to sell only simple food to peddlers and ordering noodles.

Danwoo-seong asked Jeomso-i.

“Do you have any fruit or dried snacks? Beef jerky would be fine too.”

“Would you like some beef jerky?”

“I’ll pay the price, so just give me a little.”

A moment later, the noodles and beef jerky arrived simultaneously. Danwoo-seong ate the noodles while placing the beef jerky in a bowl on the table. He also poured water into the bowl, deliberately waiting for the guy who had been chasing him.

Danwoo-seong muttered while chewing and swallowing the noodles.

“I don’t know what kind of person he is. I don’t even know if he’s a carnivore or a vegetarian.”

As Danwoo-seong was talking to himself, Jeomsoi stuck her head out and asked.

“······Did you call?”

"no."

When Danwoo-sung waved his hand, Jeomsoi looked at the store entrance in surprise. A pure white cat was peering into the store. It was pure white, as if it had just rolled in the snow, and even Jeomsoi found it truly beautiful and captivating.

Of course it was Baekmyo.

Danwoo-seong spoke to Baekmyo while tapping on the table.

“Baekmyo, let’s fill our bellies and leave.”

Jeomsoi's eyes widened as she looked back and forth between Danwoo and the cat. Baekmyo ambled over, climbed onto the table, and sniffed at the jerky. Then she let out a short sigh.

Do cats sigh too?

Anyway, it sounded like a sigh to Danwoo Sung's ears. He didn't seem particularly pleased, but he soon swallowed the jerky and began chewing it.

Danwoo-seong had completely forgotten about Baekmyo. He'd followed Danwoo-seong's scent to the vicinity, but it seemed he hadn't even considered entering because there were so many people in the Murim Alliance.

Still, Baekmyo was happy.

'You were here.'

Isn't this Baekmyo who brutally beat a high-level master like Gwangma?

If Baekmyo liked the Galaxy Group, he was going to give them a job there.

Danwoosung continued eating his noodles, regardless of whether Baekmyo understood or not.

"Baekmyo, there's room for a guard cat at our house. If you're interested, come and check it out. It's not a martial arts organization, so there won't be much to do. In return, I'll get you all the food you want. Except for the people."

They were in the process of inviting talented people, or rather, cat talents.

As Baekmyo raised his head and looked at him blankly, Danwoo-seong pointed at him with his hand.

“Let’s go to my house. My house…not Manmagung.”

Baek Myo didn't understand Dan Woo-seong's words, but merely observed his expression and gaze. He was content to simply determine whether he harbored any ill will. Whether he was from the Galaxy Shangdan or the Manmagung Palace was of no importance to Baek Myo.

Suddenly, Danwoo Sung, who was looking into Baekmyo's eyes, reached out his hand.

“Will you go together?”

The king proposed an alliance to the spirit being.

When Baekmyo placed his front paw on Danwoosung's hand, Danwoosung grabbed his front paw with his fingers and shook it slightly as if shaking hands, then smiled.

“What a strange guy.”

The spirit was a spirit.

Anyway, the high cat shook hands with Danwoo-seong as if he had the intention of visiting the upper reaches of the galaxy.

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On the way back, Danwoo-seong arrived at Dongho with Baekmyo.

Dongho was a busy place.

In the midst of all that hustle and bustle, Dongho was a place where various incidents and accidents occurred.

Originally, from the Murim Alliance to the Milky Way, it was a distance that could be covered in two days if you ran all night at Danwoo's fastest speed, but because you needed time to become close with Baekmyo, you deliberately chose to go over Dongho.

It could be said that Baekmyo was investing time and effort because he was a master who could save the lives of the entire galaxy.

When Baekmyo arrived at the wide river, he stared blankly at the rippling waves with his eyes wide open.

“······.”

Perhaps because it was a spirit, it had no animalistic aspects, and had aspects like a child learning about the world.

Danwoo Sung showed Baekmyo the world little by little in this way to figure out what he liked and what kind of personality he had.

Dongho is a complex place with thousands of waterways, with channels large and small constantly appearing and disappearing. Even the Murim Alliance doesn't actively intervene. The rewards are minimal compared to the effort.

Before crossing the Dongho River, Danwoo-seong had dinner with Baekmyo at a riverside inn frequented by many sailors.

I was eating with a cat on the table, so to some people I must have looked like a crazy man.

Some of us laughed among ourselves as an unusual sight unfolded.

After mumbling for a while as if he didn't understand, he looked at Danwoo-seong and Baekmyo and then laughed again as if he was going crazy.

Then, when Danwoo-seong looked back, everyone turned their heads away.

Danwoo-seong sighed.

Not all men in the martial arts world are serious. There are those who can't control their temper or control their temper. Of course, alcohol can exacerbate these tendencies.

Danwoo Seong, who had filled his stomach, stood up quietly, intending to avoid the shabby gangsters, and then spoke to Baekmyo.

"let's go."

Baek-myo climbed up Dan-woo-seong's arm and landed on his shoulder. But the moment Dan-woo-seong spoke to Baek-myo, the laughter grew louder. It was as if he had witnessed a humorous scene only to find it even funnier. One man collapsed from his chair and clutched his stomach on the floor of the guesthouse, laughing.

At this moment, someone came into the guest room and made a face.

“You guys, why are you laughing like that?”

Those who had been laughing suddenly stopped laughing and lowered their heads toward the man.

"formation."

“Big brother, welcome.”

“No. We were just joking around among ourselves······.”

“Please sit down.”

The man sat down and spoke to Dan Woo-seong, who was glaring at him.

“I think my brothers laughed at the cat, so I apologize.”

He was an experienced man. He bowed his head slightly toward Danwoo Sung, as if asking for his understanding.

Danwoo-seong looked at the man.

'For a third-rate blacksmith, he's dressed really well. Is he one of Dongho's swordsmen?'

The man was the leader of a group of swordsmen known as "Maegummaenyeo" (賣劍買女), and was a second-rate martial artist as numerous as the pebbles on the riverbank. Simply put, "Maegum" refers to those who use swords for money, and "Maegummaenyeo" is a twist on the phrase "Maegummaeju" (賣劍買牛, "selling a sword to buy a cow"), meaning to sell a sword to buy a woman.

They can't live like this.

Because it was a place where pirates occasionally appeared, they accompanied the pirates or, when ordinary people attempted to cross the river, were paid to accompany them. They were a kind of paid escort.

However, Danwoo Seong knew the secrets of the swordsmen active in the club.

Because it has been quite a while since the King of Fists has been roaming the world of martial arts.

In the eyes of a second-rate martial artist, the first-rate ones are the most feared, but a young man carrying a cat on his shoulder did not seem like a first-rate master.

This is inevitable because Danwoo Seong has already surpassed the level of first-class that martial artists talk about.

At this time, Baekmyo hit Danwooseong's cheek with his front paw.

As Danwoo Seong glanced at him, Baekmyo raised his white forepaw and pointed at the Maegum gang.

Baekmyo was acting as if the sound of those guys laughing was unpleasant.

Baekmyo tended to react to people's eyes and facial expressions rather than listening to conversations.

Now, no one in the Maegum gang was laughing.

No matter how I looked at it, the cat's behavior seemed strange.

And when he was sitting down, he was just a young man with a good body, but when Dan Woo-seong got up, these second-rate martial artists felt an incredible sense of intimidation from him.

This is because Danwoo-seong intentionally revealed his prayer slightly.

Danwoo-seong sighed. Perhaps because it was a cat raised by a magician, its fur stood on end as it watched the Maegum gang from atop his shoulder.

It was as if even this cat had a magical side.

Danwoo-seong spoke as if he was trying to persuade Baekmyo.

“Stay still.”

If Baek-myo went berserk here, he would kill everyone in the inn. Since he was intended to be a guard cat at the upper reaches of the galaxy, it was necessary to suppress Baek-myo's temper to some extent.

Danwoo-seong asked the Maegeom gang.

“I’m trying to cross the river, but are they perhaps selling swords?”

The men did not answer, and only the leader answered, intending to show off his pride in front of his younger brothers.

"exactly."

Danwoo-seong went to the table where the swordsmen were gathered, looked around at the people, and said while patting the head of one man.

“I see. Are there still a lot of enemies these days?”

The leader answered.

“There were always a lot.”

“What is the name of the largest waterway in Dongho these days?”

“It’s called Suwangchae (Water King Zhao).”

“That’s grand.”

Danwoo Seong asked the leader.

“Can I meet the Water King?”