Chapter 95 (1/2)
The Black Swordmen were in charge of cleaning up the surroundings.
As soon as Dongho Pyo Gukju ordered them, they proceeded to work hard in removing the bodies, thereby erasing the traces of the night.
And, when it was all over, he went into the guesthouse and stood close to the wall, almost as if he was encircling the edges whilst politely putting his hands down.
Their gaze was fixed on Byeok Tae-san, who was sitting in the middle of the stairs going up to this floor, eyes full of both envy and respect.
Not to mention, they watched everything that happened here from start to finish, including that of the macho ginsen’s.
Even though he was a Black Sword and had barely stepped foot into the world of martial arts, he was considered stronger than the elite samurai of any samurai family.
In short, he was like the elite samurai amongst all the elite samurais.
However, recently, a higher leader appeared, that person being Dongho Pyo Guk.
In their eyes, Dongho Pyo Gukju had an incomprehensible level of mastery.
However, the true master of the real people who hadn’t even be touched after all Ma Chung-sam’s crew attacked people such as Dongho Pyo Gukju, was Seo Do-gun.
Seeing Byeok Tae-san smash Seo Do-gun with only one shot, it was quite natural to have this kind of attitude.
In front of Tae-san, Seo Do-gun, who had been out for blood minutes ago, was now scattered all over the place.
After a while, Yuk Tae-goo appeared with a wisteria leaf, which had the same appearance as Seo Do-gun. He hurriedly threw these next to Do-gun, all while bowing politely to Byeok Tae-san.
“Confucius’ command has been accomplished.”
Byeok Tae-san merely nodded. Then, he looked around his people and said, “Everyone did well.”
Everyone’s eyes changed noticeably. Seeing that he was happy with just a single praise, Byeok Tae-san felt weird.
‘Come to think of it… have I ever been like this before?’
When he had been Cheonma, he had no memory of praising anyone or anything. That was because he had taken everything for granted.
Byeok Tae-san shook off his thoughts and looked down at the two men wriggling on the floor.
“First… Get rid of what these guys know.”
Byeok Tae-san looked at Yuk Tae-goo. Perhaps he was the expert when it came to these kinds of things.
As soon as the latter had received Tae-san’s gaze, he stepped forward and bowed slightly.
“I will rip out the memories, starting from the moment of being born.”
Tae-san thought about burning the souls a little using the ghost magic craftsman, but if he did so, some of his own memories may get lost, so in the end, he decided to leave it to Yuk Tae-goo.
“Don’t kill me. I have some work to do later.”
Later, just in case he didn’t know, he thought he would try to hear more about it after burning the soul with a ghost magician.
“I will keep that in mind.”
After saying that, Yuk Tae-goo took one bastard in each hand, and headed out of the guesthouse.
Silence then lingered in the hall.
Byeok Tae-san then turned to Dongho Pyo Gukju and Jang Gak-woo.
Jang Gak-woo’s body stiffened slightly from tension. In fact, he felt his heart tightening because he had already predicted what Byeok Tae-san would say.
“You’re hurt.”
“No, just a few scratches here and there. It doesn’t really matter.”
Byeok Tae-san laughed bitterly.
If that was just a scratch, then what would he call a real wound?
“As I see it, the mind-gases have not yet been harmonized.”
At Tae-san’s words, Jang Gak-woo, as well as his non-cheondan members, all began to sweat profusely.
The next response proved to be very obvious.
“For now, you’ll only be practicing Muryangbo. It won’t take long, since I’ve found a pretty good training method.”
Cheon Kyung-wan and Yoo
Seo-yeon’s complexions darkened at the words of Byeok Tae-san.
He was still doing it right before he had come here.
He was definitely getting stronger. His body had changed, as well as his internal air.
However, it was proving to be too painful. This was evident in the rotten expressions of those Tae-san was talking to.
The man tilted his head. “You seem dissatisfied.”
Everyone was startled, hurriedly shaking their heads violently. “Oh, no! Absolutely not!”
“Muryangbo is my favorite among all the training! No, I will love it!”
Byeok Tae-san nodded. “Now that’s a good attitude. Right now, it would be good for everyone to take care of their bodies with the Muryangbo.”
Byeok Tae-san’s gaze then rested on the side where Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai were present.
The two stepped back in surprise.
“Yes? Are you saying that, Confucius?”
“I, we are too old to do that kind of practice…”
Byeok Tae-san responded casually, “It’s a training that’s all the more necessary for older people. As you get older, your mind becomes chaotic.”
Their faces eventually turned pale.
“Oh, we’re right. Heavenly Goddess! We need to create a Cheon Chushinui Shrine!”
“Wouldn’t it be better to make a bunch of those Shrines and give one to those who are just staring at the wall over there?”
“Yes. And since the number of people will continue to increase in the future, it is better to prepare medicine in advance.”
“And it’s not just about the Shrine, is it?”
“I have to make marbles that have been used well for those who broke their potential this time.”
“There will be a lot of fights in the future, so we need to make a gold window drug or some kind of internal medicine.”
The two then took turns talking, as if one person was speaking over and over again.
“So, you’re very busy, I take it?”
When Byeok Tae-san asked this with a slightly crooked eye, Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai spoke in turn.
“Oh, it’s not necessarily like that…”
“It’s not easy to lose time…”
“That’s it.”
Byeok Tae-san laughed bitterly.
“Done. Well then, you should do it yourself. They don’t want to be strong, so they can’t force it.”
“Oh, thank you, Confucius.”
“Break this grace, I will work to repay you, Confucius.”
Byeok Tae-san waved his hand as if telling the two of them to stop saying their exaggerated greetings.
Then, he changed the atmosphere by looking around the hall again.
“For the time being, I will take care of one person a day.”