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nThe Black Swordmen were in charge of cleaning up the surroundings.

nAs soon as Dongho Pyo Gukju ordered them, they proceeded to work hard in removing the bodies, thereby erasing the traces of the night.

nAnd, 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.

nTheir 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.

nNot to mention, they watched everything that happened here from start to finish, including that of the macho ginsen’s.

nEven 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.

nIn short, he was like the elite samurai amongst all the elite samurais.

nHowever, recently, a higher leader appeared, that person being Dongho Pyo Guk.

nIn their eyes, Dongho Pyo Gukju had an incomprehensible level of mastery.

nHowever, 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.

nSeeing Byeok Tae-san smash Seo Do-gun with only one shot, it was quite natural to have this kind of attitude.

nIn front of Tae-san, Seo Do-gun, who had been out for blood minutes ago, was now scattered all over the place.

nAfter 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.

n“Confucius’ command has been accomplished.”

nByeok Tae-san merely nodded. Then, he looked around his people and said, “Everyone did well.”

nEveryone’s eyes changed noticeably. Seeing that he was happy with just a single praise, Byeok Tae-san felt weird.

n‘Come to think of it… have I ever been like this before?’

nWhen he had been Cheonma, he had no memory of praising anyone or anything. That was because he had taken everything for granted.

nByeok Tae-san shook off his thoughts and looked down at the two men wriggling on the floor.

n“First… Get rid of what these guys know.”

nByeok Tae-san looked at Yuk Tae-goo. Perhaps he was the expert when it came to these kinds of things.

nAs soon as the latter had received Tae-san’s gaze, he stepped forward and bowed slightly.

n“I will rip out the memories, starting from the moment of being born.”

nTae-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.

n“Don’t kill me. I have some work to do later.”

nLater, 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.

n“I will keep that in mind.”

nAfter saying that, Yuk Tae-goo took one bastard in each hand, and headed out of the guesthouse.

nSilence then lingered in the hall.

nByeok Tae-san then turned to Dongho Pyo Gukju and Jang Gak-woo.

nJang 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.

n“You’re hurt.”

n“No, just a few scratches here and there. It doesn’t really matter.”

nByeok Tae-san laughed bitterly.

nIf that was just a scratch, then what would he call a real wound?

n“As I see it, the mind-gases have not yet been harmonized.”

nAt Tae-san’s words, Jang Gak-woo, as well as his non-cheondan members, all began to sweat profusely.

nThe next response proved to be very obvious.

n“For now, you’ll only be practicing Muryangbo. It won’t take long, since I’ve found a pretty good training method.”

nCheon Kyung-wan and Yoo

nSeo-yeon’s complexions darkened at the words of Byeok Tae-san.

nHe was still doing it right before he had come here.

nHe was definitely getting stronger. His body had changed, as well as his internal air.

nHowever, it was proving to be too painful. This was evident in the rotten expressions of those Tae-san was talking to.

nThe man tilted his head. “You seem dissatisfied.”

nEveryone was startled, hurriedly shaking their heads violently. “Oh, no! Absolutely not!”

n“Muryangbo is my favorite among all the training! No, I will love it!”

nByeok 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.”

nByeok Tae-san’s gaze then rested on the side where Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai were present.

nThe two stepped back in surprise.

n“Yes? Are you saying that, Confucius?”

n“I, we are too old to do that kind of practice…”

nByeok 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.”

nTheir faces eventually turned pale.

n“Oh, we’re right. Heavenly Goddess! We need to create a Cheon Chushinui Shrine!”

n“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?”

n“Yes. And since the number of people will continue to increase in the future, it is better to prepare medicine in advance.”

n“And it’s not just about the Shrine, is it?”

n“I have to make marbles that have been used well for those who broke their potential this time.”

n“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.”

nThe two then took turns talking, as if one person was speaking over and over again.

n“So, you’re very busy, I take it?”

nWhen Byeok Tae-san asked this with a slightly crooked eye, Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai spoke in turn.

n“Oh, it’s not necessarily like that…”

n“It’s not easy to lose time…”

n“That’s it.”

nByeok Tae-san laughed bitterly.

n“Done. Well then, you should do it yourself. They don’t want to be strong, so they can’t force it.”

n“Oh, thank you, Confucius.”

n“Break this grace, I will work to repay you, Confucius.”

nByeok Tae-san waved his hand as if telling the two of them to stop saying their exaggerated greetings.

nThen, he changed the atmosphere by looking around the hall again.

n“For the time being, I will take care of one person a day.”

nEveryone swallowed back their saliva as they listened to Tae-san’s outrageous words.

nHe had already seen the skills. He knew that this type of martial arts was indeed great.

nNo one could have predicted what kind of effect it would have if Byeok Tae-san watched the practice. The man in question laughed as he saw everyone else’s expression.

n“You’re probably thinking that it would be better to die.”

nEveryone’s faces turned pale once more.

nWith that, Byeok Tae-san got up from his seat and went out of the guesthouse.

nAll the way back to the golden palace, no one spoke.

nByeok Tae-san was deep in thought.

nToday, he was trying to retrace his words and actions one by one.

n‘Something is changing, but…’

nHe didn’t know if it was because his body had changed, or if it was because he had died and come back to life, but one thing was for sure – he was indeed changing.

nIn the past, it had been unthinkable for him to take care of each person’s training separately.

nEven then, of course, there were times when he watched the training of his subordinates. However, it was only to the extent that he would only intervene with momentary emotion.

nIt was either that, or he would only help with group training back in Hocheon University.

nHowever, it didn’t feel so bad to be different.

nWhen he had said earlier that one person would take turns taking care of the martial arts, he said it from the heart.

nAnd even now, in his head, he had begun dividing his thoughts into several branches and was making plans for how to view each martial artist.

n‘Anyway, this is pretty fun.’

nAll of this was interesting and fun.

nAs his thoughts continued from there, he remembered the men who had captured him as well.

n‘I mean, these guys probably feel bad.’

nThe last time he was dealing with a situation like this, there had been an imminent feeling of displeasure.

nHowever, the reason why the discomfort was really gritty was that it was not yet clear as to why it was unpleasant.

n“Probably… I have to step on it.”

nThe people following in on Tae-san’s murmur flinched.

nEveryone watched Byeok Tae-san’s eyes, and yet the surroundings remained silent. However, the aura around Tae-san was eventually getting more and more frightening.

nThen, Byeok Tae-san suddenly stopped walking. Everyone else stopped in surprise.

nThen, he slowly turned around to look at Cheon Chushinui, Ilchimkai, and Yoo Soo-yeon.

nThey were the people who had stayed with him for the longest time. Of course, it had still been less than a year.

n“Why, why are you like this, Confucius?” The most courageous of the four, no, the most indecisive Cheon Chushinui asked cautiously.

n“I’m thinking about how you call can become strong.”

nAt once, their complexions turned pale.

n“What… let’s finish this one first and talk again.”

nByeok Tae-san turned around, contemplating what kind of training to give to Cheon Kyung-wan and Yoo Soo-yeon, who had finished the Muryangbo.

nAfter that, everyone didn’t say a word until they reached the golden wall.

nByeok Tae-san was currently sitting opposite Ok Hwa.

nOk Hwa looked at Byeok Tae-san with mixed eyes of tension and fear, then lowered his gaze slightly and checked the thin booklet on the table.

nIt was a booklet with no writing on the cover.

nHowever, the content within this was by no means ordinary.

n“It looks like you’ve been working hard. Hmm… it seems as if I still need to do some more.”

nOk Hwa bowed politely. “This is all thanks to the teachings of Confucius.”

nOk Hwa felt a definite change in her body after starting to practice Muryangbo. Thanks to this, the level of Amyeongbo had risen sharply.

nHer gaze fell once more to the booklet on the desk.

n“It’s Wolyeong Magic.”

nOk Hwa swallowed. She had felt surprised when Byeok Tae-san asked if she wanted to learn magic, but she didn’t know that she actually possessed magic.

n“Wolyeong Magic…”

n“It will definitely go well with Amyeongbo.”

nIt was definitely a powerful magic, what with it being compatible with Amyeongbo.

n“You’re indeed a magician, but still a little bit lacking. You haven’t drunk blood, nor have you been buried in a pile of corpses.”

nAt this, Ok Hwa’s face turned slightly pale.

nHearing that he had done all these, she realized that he was a real magician once again.

nByeok Tae-san looked at Ok Hwa’s expression and smiled.

n“Actually, there are a very few magicians who have trained that seriously. And unless you’re a crazy person, you won’t usually do it.”

n“Ah…!”

nOk Hwa looked at Tae-san with slightly startled eyes. Now, Byeok Tae-san was just joking around with himself.

n“It’s a bit difficult right now to train under the moonlight.”

nOk Hwa quickly came to her senses as she nodded at Tae-san’s words. It was quite common to practice at an exact same time of the day to accept yin or yang.

n“And the senses are very important. Those who’ve been learning this for a while don’t seem to know much about it.”

nOk Hwa tilted her head, seeing as she did not clearly understand the term ‘sensory.’

nByeok Tae-san looked directly at Ok Hwa and said, “You can do it.”

nShe would eventually be able to reach the highest level among all the Wolyeong Danjus that had learned Wolyeong Magic.

nThis was Byeok Tae-san’s judgment.

nA few days had passed since Seo Do-gun’s efforts were stopped.

nIn the meantime, Wuhan was quite noisy.

nNo matter how effective Byeok Tae-san was in being able to block Do-gun’s army, it was basically a noisy fight on both sides, so it was impossible to cover it up without anyone knowing.

nMoreover, as the actions of Go Jun-gwang’s subordinates to divert the attention of Moorimmaeng and Heukryeon had been revealed to the surface, the movements of large forces became more active.

nWhile Wuhan was in that state, the people of Byeok Tae-san became super corpses because of their training.

nIn addition to this, Yuk Taegu, who had not yet participated in the training, entered the gold wall.

nHe immediately ran to the residence of Byeok Tae-san and fell on his face in front of the man.

n“Confucius, I have found Bangangsi.”

nSeo Do-gun had found out where the Bangangsi was being prepared for later use.

nByeok Tae-san’s lips rose slightly.

nHe had found the elixir he was looking for.

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