Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 83

< The King of Fist Meets the Fanatic 4 >

Danwoo-seong boiled noodles made with ginseng and shared them with Gwangshin. At first, the bitterness was too strong, but as he savored it, he found it quite delicious. Above all, the broth was delicious.

Even the fanatics enjoyed the food.

After the two had licked up the broth, they put their bowls down. Danwooseong was on his third bowl, feeling full, and Gwangshin nodded, as if his stomach was full.

The fanatic said.

“Let’s take a short break and then go get some water.”

"yes?"

"What does this mean?" Danwoo-seong asked again.

“There is no water?”

"The water we need to drink is in the valley. Why should I be so presumptuous as to keep it here? It is right for us to come and drink from the great water."

Danwoo-seong nodded.

“Oh, I see. Do you sometimes wake up feeling thirsty?”

“I have to go drink water then too.”

Danwoo-seong nodded with a calm expression.

“You are right.”

Dan Woo-seong had momentarily forgotten that this man was the craziest in the martial arts world. It seemed he'd forgotten it all along.

When the fanatic gestured to the bowl as if telling him to do the dishes, Danwoo-seong said.

“How can I wash the dishes without water?”

“What are you talking about? I collected the rainwater.”

When the King returned after washing the dishes in the rain, Gwangsin said:

“Let’s go. Let’s drink some water.”

As soon as Gwangsin finished speaking, he launched a lightness attack and disappeared. Danwooseong didn't have time to respond, but followed suit. In an instant, the two new figures were moving busily, like messengers sprinting through a battlefield where arrows were flying.

The fanaticism was strangely fast.

Moreover, because he was fully aware of the terrain, he moved so naturally that it almost seemed as if he was gliding down the mountain. Only Danwoo Seong's movements, which he pursued, were rough and violent.

Danwoo-seong, who was following the fanatic, looked ahead and saw a huge waterfall pouring down.

'Really? That crazy senior?'

Of course, Danwoo Sung hadn't expected that his senior would go to the valley, bow his head, and sip water like a deer. Gwangshin ran toward the waterfall, burst into laughter, and leaped into the air.

“Hahahahahaha.”

The fanatic was hit by the torrential waters of the waterfall, fell, and drank the torrential waters with his mouth open.

While Gwangsin turned his back for a moment, Danwoo Seong cautiously clapped his hands.

'As expected, this senior has a great spirit.'

Oh my gosh, I've never seen a man drink water so hotly.

The fanatic spoke from the waterfall.

“Drink water.”

With Gwangsin drinking like that, his junior couldn't act like a deer. Danwoo-seong sped up as he ran, then leaped into the air, crashing into the cascading waterfall. He then drank the water as he fell with the waterfall.

The fanatic, watching from the pouring waterfall, clapped his hands with an expressionless face toward Danwoo Sung.

Clap clap clap-

“It’s quite something.”

Danwoo Seong also stood beneath the waterfall, his mouth wide open, gulping down the falling water. Whether it was the fanatic or himself, he felt a profound sense of relief.

For a moment, Danwoo Seong and Gwangshin took the strong current of the waterfall with their whole bodies.

Chaaaa …

The fanatic moved his body, surrendering himself to the cascading waterfall. It seemed as if the water was pressing on a vital point.

The fanatic said.

“Whenever I had trouble with the coin, I solved it this way.”

These were indeed believable words. They were the words of none other than Kwangsin. Danwoo Seong followed Kwangsin's lead and pounded his acupoint with the water from the waterfall.

The fanatic surged from the waterfall again, leaping out in a single bound. He erupted with a wave of energy from his entire body, instantly drying his soaking wet clothes. He wasn't just mad, but a strong man, mad, and his very appearance possessed a mystical quality.

Of course, it was something that Danwoo could do too.

When Danwoo-seong tried to dry his teeth like he did, Gwangsin spoke as if telling him not to come out.

“Since a junior from Kangho has come today, I guess I should open a killing field.”

Danwoo-seong looked at Gwangshin.

'What?'

I couldn't immediately interpret what he was saying.

The fanatic pointed to the valley leading from the waterfall.

"If you come to a waterfall, you have to catch fish. Catch just two and come up. Big ones."

Danwoo Seong asked.

“Senior, you said you only eat one meal a day.”

The fanatic waved his hand.

"That's what I'm saying, but aren't you still young and at the prime age to eat? Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and catch me. Where are you talking back to?"

"All right."

The King of Kwon went into the water to catch fish. Swimming and catching fish with bare hands were no easy feats. However, Danwoo Seong, having experienced this kind of mountain life, was not flustered. He swam with the Oryo Shinbeop and chased the fish with the Jeon-i Gyeonggong. After a flurry of activity in the water, he finally caught two large cheon-eo (stream fish) and emerged.

Meanwhile, Gwangsin was preparing to light a fire, but when he saw that Danwooseong was late, he clicked his tongue.

"You're making a fuss because you can't catch that one thing. Did you think fishermen had it easy?"

“That’s right. Nothing in this world is easy.”

The fanatic put down branches and stones on a flat rock and sent Danwoo Seong on another errand.

“Go and gather some firewood. Use the twigs that have fallen to the ground.”

"All right."

The King of Kwon started running to collect firewood. He was a senior who needed a lot of work. Still, the freshwater fish Danwoosung had caught was a smelt, meaty and delicious, so he wasn't too upset. While Danwoosung was gathering firewood, Gwangsin pressed his finger into the center of a large rock, creating a small hole.

Next, I ground a few leaves into the hole and inserted a long branch. Indeed, fires were probably made this way tens of thousands of years ago. It was no different from primitive man. However, due to my advanced martial arts skills, I had the advantage of being able to light fires much faster than the primitives.

Danwoo-seong quickly gathered firewood and ran towards me······.

The fanatic grabbed a branch with both palms and began to rub it. The peak of Baekdo lit a fire.

“Down!”

Hwaruk-!

Danwoo Seong said as he put down the firewood.

"oh."

It was a near-divine fire-making feat. The zealot lit the kindling, then skillfully surrounded it with stones. He then scraped out the fish's guts with a branch, then skewered them, completing a grilled fish.

So, the two trouts were roasted over a campfire, shared by Gwangsin and Danwooseong.

When Gwangsin flipped his fish, Danwoosung flipped it too. After a moment, Gwangsin glanced at Danwoosung's fish and said, as if he were ready.

“Let’s eat.”

“Enjoy your meal.”

Ginseng noodles were a delicacy in their own right, but they couldn't compare to the croaker. Gwangsin and Danwoo-seong munched on the golden-brown croaker, picking at the bones.

Danwooseong was amazed while eating the trout.

'It's worth opening the world of killing.'

The fanatic asked.

“How does it taste?”

Danwoo Sung raised his thumb.

“It’s amazing.”

Gwangsin devoured a sardine in the blink of an eye, dug a hole in the ground with his hand, buried the fish bones, and then went to the waterfall to wash his hands. Of course, Danwoosung followed suit.

The fanatic nodded and said.

“Since ancient times, immortals have always eaten peaches after eating meat or fish.”

“Peaches? I’ve never heard of them before.”

"let's go!"

As the new form of the fanatic disappeared without a trace, Danwoosung hurriedly followed. He was slowly becoming accustomed to the fanatic's sudden actions. He suspected the sages had eaten meat or fish, but there was no way to confirm. He heard the fanatic muttering.

"The peach is the most perfect fruit among all things. The most perfect fruit means it's a magical elixir."

“Are peaches a elixir?”

When Danwoo Seong asked while chasing, Gwangshin answered.

"Of course, otherwise, how could Sun Wukong have caused such chaos? The monkey became the Great Sage because he ate a peach. And is Sun Wukong the only one who does that? After all, the legend of Dongfangshuo also began because of the peach of the Queen Mother of the West. It's a story that not many people know, but there's a rumor that Duke Xiaohan also ate a peach when he was young. That's how he became the best in the world. Everything in the world is because of that damn peach. Do all those people who are called heavenly or black magicians know the taste of a peach?"

“You wouldn’t know.”

“What I mean is.”

This time, the path was arduous. It climbed sharp rocky slopes and impossibly steep cliffs. Few in the contemporary martial arts world could possibly keep up with Gwangsin's lightness. Because he was a man so skilled he could be called a king, he was able to keep up.

The fanatics didn't show any mercy from the beginning.

He scaled the cliff, seemingly unconcerned with whether he'd fall or not, then took a deep breath on a high peak that looked like a paradise. Danwoo-seong quickly followed, and Gwangsin nodded several times, as if praising his light-hearted skills.

“Junior, you’re quite the person.”

"thank you."

Danwoo-seong looked around at the peak full of peaches and admired it.

“Is this peak named?”

"No. It's a nameless peach garden. Even when I discovered it, it was a place untouched by human footsteps. Only those with the same level of light-heartedness as you or I could come here. Only ancient sages or top-level masters would have ever been here. Even peaches require skill to be eaten. Eat as much as you want. It's dessert."

The fog that had settled at dawn enveloped the peak like pure white clouds, and in that place, Danwoo-seong and Gwangshin picked out ripe peaches and ate them.

A peach was as large as Dan Woo-seong's hand. With every bite, juice dripped from the peach. The scenery was so beautiful that Dan Woo-seong ate one large peach after another, admiring the peach garden.

The fanatic said.

“You have eaten the peach, and you will accomplish great things in the future. Just as I tore apart the Heavenly Horse and killed it together with the Three Gods.”

Danwoo-seong looked around the peach garden and replied.

“Did you eat peaches then too?”

"No? I found this place later. If I'd eaten it before, I might have been able to handle it alone."

When Danwoo-seong looked back, Gwangshin was scratching his head.

The fanatic asked.

“Why? Is it not pretty?”

“No, I believe you. It’s a bit hot, by the way.”

"How can it be hot? You idiot, the air is so chilly. If it's hot, you should eat some lucky breakfast."

Suddenly, Danwoo-seong stopped walking and stared blankly at Gwangshin. Gwangshin spoke.

"Did you think it was just regular ginseng? Was the smelt you caught even worse than an elixir? No. Do the peaches here look like those sold in the market? Ginseng, smelt, peaches. All three are related to yang energy. I've already reached the level of Nohwasuncheong (爐火純靑), so it won't affect me much. But if you feel hot, it's because you haven't been able to contain your yang energy. Take care of everything with Ungijoshik."

Startled, Danwoo-seong sat down and began to eat breakfast. While following the fanatic, a truly bizarre coincidence had struck him.

As Danwoo-seong began to eat breakfast, Gwangshin spoke in a calm tone.

"Take your time. I've observed that the martial arts of the extreme yang are a perfect match for your nature. Ginseng, celestial fish, and peaches are all elixirs that invigorate the energy of the extreme yang. Even after reaching the highest level, the vast sky will unfold before you once again. Fortunately, you are already quite skilled and possess outstanding five qualities. You even followed along well in the waterfall. You should be able to reach Nohwasuncheong here on Cheongyaksan Mountain."

Danwoo Sung began his morning meal, his eyes closed and his mind engraved with the words of the fanatic. A chill ran down his spine.

The fanatic's actions and words were all coincidence from beginning to end.

<The King of Fist Meets the Fanatic 4> End

ⓒ Eugene Sung