Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 45:

No need to write a tomb.

It is often said that a famous calligrapher does not care about the brush.

But a proverb is just a proverb.

In reality, the more famous a penman is, the more rigorous and strict he is with the tools he uses.

The same was true for the Murim people.

Whether a swordsman, a thief, or a spearman.

Everyone hopes to find a weapon that suits them and aspires to obtain better weapons.

Sigh!

I smiled as I held up the newly acquired sword and performed a swordsmanship.

‘It feels good in the hand.’

Damro (湛盧).

One of the five famous swords made by Gu Yazi, a famous figure of the previous generation, in his later years.

Even though I unfolded the same snack, it felt different than before.

It may be an illusion, but the internal force conduction rate seemed to be higher than that of the sword I had used before.

‘I don’t know how long it’s been since I last felt this excited like a child.’

It was fun.

I felt like the chronic fatigue caused by taking Cheondokdan was completely gone.

I continued my sword dance without even noticing that the sun was setting.

Until your inner strength bottoms out.

“Whoa…”

When I finished training and left the training ground, my whole body was covered in sweat.

After washing and changing my clothes at the dormitory, I headed outside the military building.

It was late and the restaurant in the building was already closed.

Therefore, I had to go to a nearby guest house and have a meal.

‘what.’

The guesthouse was quiet.

Perhaps because it was late at night, there were no people eating and only a few people were sitting there drinking.

But among them, a familiar face caught my eye.

‘Why is that guy here?’

The man sitting at the entire table, sipping alcohol, was none other than Dokgo Woojin.

I tilted my head and sat down across from him.

“Why are you here at this hour?”

Normally, he was a great man who would have gone to his family in Cheongseong Mountain as soon as he finished work.

I was curious as to why he was drinking alone in his guesthouse.

“You came later than expected.”

“Did you know I was coming?”

“This guy with 20 hungry animals in his stomach forgot to eat and stayed in the training hall. Isn’t it obvious where he will go after training?”

“Master, you know me too well.”

I smiled and called Jeomsoi and ordered food.

Jeomsoy looked embarrassed at the sudden large order.

Jeomsoy disappears into the kitchen.

“Is your training going well?”

Dokgo Woojin asked, offering me a drink.

I emptied my glass in one go, shook my head, and complained.

“Due to the side effects of taking Cheondokdan, my physical condition is in dire straits. Indigestion, loss of appetite, chronic fatigue…”

“Don’t you think that besides losing your appetite, you’re eating too much?”

“Originally I would have eaten twice as much.

Dokgo Woojin smiled as if he was dumbfounded and filled the empty glass with alcohol.

He poured alcohol into his own glass and spoke comfortingly.

“Just be patient. “It may be painful right now, but there will come a day when you will be rewarded for your hard work.”

“Are you waiting for me to say that?”

“Sometimes there must be days when I can talk so openly with my student.”

“…….”

“I will pay for all the food and drinks I ate today.”

“I will not decline.”

Some time passes.

Jeomsoy started serving the food he ordered one by one.

I played with my chopsticks constantly to fill my hungry stomach, and Dokgo Woojin looked at me and leisurely drank his drink.

As we were finishing up all the food, Dokgo Woojin ordered additional drinks and snacks.

I laughed out loud as I looked at the newly placed liquor bottle and plate on the table.

“Aren’t you overdoing it?”

“You don’t have to worry about the cost of food.”

“Even if you pay for the food, will you be able to eat it all?”

“Why should I worry when you are here?”

“…….”

There was small talk going on.

A variety of topics were discussed, from the progress of training to the current status of Seo Mun-hye and Dok Go-seong on Mt. Cheongseong.

About half an hour passed like that.

I took out a book from my pocket and handed it to Dokgo Woojin.

“What is this?”

“It’s not officialdom.”

“No public policy?”

“It is a meditation technique based on yang energy. “It will be a great help in overcoming transacute delay.”

“…Where did you get this?”

“I discovered it by accident.”

“Looking at your handwriting, it looks like you wrote it yourself.”

“It’s a manuscript. “There is a separate owner of the original.”

It has been quite a while since I completed the manuscript of Red Fire God’s Art.

I was wondering when I should deliver it, but I thought now would be a good time.

‘It would have been okay if I had told you in advance, but I wanted to be on time if possible.’

Dok Go-seong, who was a person with a natural delay, was slower to achieve martial arts than others.

I heard that it was only recently that he completed his Danjeon and was able to use his inner energy as he wanted.

It seemed like he was having a particularly difficult time with training his body, but also with his Qigong training.

“Didn’t I tell you? “I will give you a housewarming gift soon.”

“Is there anyone in the world who gives the spiritual method of ascension as a housewarming gift?”

“Isn’t it here?”

Dokgo Woojin examined the contents of the book with trembling hands.

As I was sipping my drink to the accompaniment of the sound of pages turning gently, Dokgo Woojin expressed his gratitude in a low voice.

“……thanks.”

“It’s nothing compared to what Master did for me.”

Dokgo Woo-jin, who had his books packed in his arms, said while fiddling with his liquor bottle.

“I have more disciples than I deserve.”

Afterwards, Dokgo Woojin and I exchanged drinks again as if nothing had happened.

The night in the guesthouse deepened.

* * *

Two years have passed.

The season is summer.

After finishing Ungi Haenggong and leaving the practice room, I found a woman waiting outside and said hello.

“Long time no see. Sozer.”

“Long time no see.”

Dangseoyeon, a Dang family’s women’s restaurant.

After we had one fight, she didn’t argue with me anymore.

Rather, he seemed sorry, perhaps because he was thinking about the past.

Now, whenever we run into each other in passing, we exchange a simple hello.

“What brought you here?”

“Today is the last day, so I came to say hello.”

“Even if it’s the last time, I can see you again if I want to.”

I responded politely and relaxed my stiff body.

Today was the day the party gave out the last Cheondogdan.

Since there was no reason to enter the party house, there would be no more face-to-face encounters with her.

Unless she takes the time to come visit me.

‘At least I won’t have to go looking for her.’

He has achieved considerable martial achievements so far.

By taking Cheondokdan, the total amount of internal energy increased and naturally entered the state of transcendence.

As a bonus, he achieved imperviousness to poison.

Since my body was already strengthened by the White Thunder God’s Art, I rarely suffered internal injuries, but now I was no longer affected by poison.

‘Now I feel a little scared too.’

I felt like I was turning into something other than human.

“Thank you so much.”

“See you again soon.”

I said goodbye to Tang Seo-yeon and left the party.

I felt relieved when I thought that I would no longer have to set foot in this hideous den of Germans.

‘good night!’

The pouring sunlight seemed to bless my future.

I crossed the main street with light steps and headed toward Hwangryongmugwan.

* * *

Restaurant in Hwangryongmugwan.

Cheon Ga-ryeong, who was eating together, looked at me with round eyes and asked.

“Are you going to leave Gangho?”

“yes.”

“This suddenly?”

“There is no reason to stay in Sacheon any longer.”

There is still a year left until the Yongbong branch opens.

I think I’ve broken through the wall of perfection. I was thinking of taking care of a few things I had been putting off in my spare time.

“Are you going to follow me?”

“It’s obvious.”

Cheon Ji-ryeong sighed softly and put down his chopsticks.

“When are you leaving?”

“We will leave in ten days at the latest.”

“What is the destination?”

“Zhejiang. First, I plan to stop by Hwayang Sangdan and meet the owner of the Sangdan.”

“Now that I think about it, I heard that the investment I made two years ago turned out to be a huge success.”

Purchase agency request entrusted to the owner of Hwayang Trading Company.

Not only did he give all of his assets as an initial investment, but he also delivered all of the compensation sent from Hao Wen and the dignity maintenance fees regularly sent by Lord Shijiazhuang to Huayang Merchant.

As a result, I became a wealthy person.

“I’m asking because I’ve been asked, but how did you know?”

“What do you mean?”

“The value of spices will skyrocket due to Japanese invasions.”

The Japanese pirates who appeared last fall had not yet been subdued and were running rampant in the waters of Zhejiang.

The value of the spices stored in Hwayang Sangdan’s warehouse was still increasing in real time.

“I was just lucky.”

“What if you’re lucky? Would a person like that ask you to purchase spices and secure inventory even if it means paying a premium?”

“Actually, I know how to read Cheongi (天機). “If you invest knowing what will happen in the future, it is natural to achieve success.”

“…You’re kidding, right?”

“Of course it’s a joke.”

“This is real!”

Cheon Ga-ryeong was furious and hit the table.

The students around her glanced at her.

At nineteen, she became even more beautiful than before.

Before, she had a somewhat youthful feel, but now she exudes the charm of a mature woman.

“It’s Zhejiang. “It would take quite a while to get from Sichuan to Zhejiang.”

“So, I’m thinking of entrusting the escort to an appropriate bureau.”

“Not a bad idea.”

“As I will tell you in advance, each person is responsible for their own travel expenses.”

“what?”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You don’t have to be so salty. “I made a lot of money.”

“Just because you have a lot of money doesn’t mean you have to give it to others.”

“Jomsaengi.”

“Wouldn’t the funds for activities come from Haomun anyway?”

“I shouldn’t say anything.”

Cheon Ga-ryeong clicked her tongue with a disapproving expression and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

“I’m thinking of going to Qingcheng Mountain in the evening. Could you go with me?”

“Why on Mount Qingcheng?”

“I have to formally ask my teacher for permission.”

“Why are you taking me there?”

“Wouldn’t your wife like it if you went with Sojeo?”

“Well, I don’t really have anything to do, so it doesn’t matter.”

Cheon Ga-ryeong twirled her hair with her index finger and stared at me.

Eyes that seem to be asking for something.

“…Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I recently came across an item I want to have? But I didn’t have any money…”

There was no fox in sight.

I said, raising both hands as if I had lost.

“I’ll buy it for you.”

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