Chapter 132: Chapter 132
“Young Master Peng!”
Hwangbo So-hyeon stuck close to Peng Cheol-wi, who had finished his qi meditation, and expressed her worry.
“Are you okay now?”
“I am fine.”
Receiving her eyes full of worry, Peng Cheol-wi smiled softly.
He didn’t know what kind of internal injury medicine it was, but his deep internal injuries had completely healed, and he became perfectly fine.
‘It’s not an ordinary medicine.’
He didn’t know that what she gave him was the Heavenly King Pill, but Peng Cheol-wi could feel it by looking at his body’s condition.
Soon, he sprang up and politely clasped his fists toward Hwangbo So-hyeon.
“I thank you for your grace, Miss Hwangbo.”
Looking at Peng Cheol-wi’s polite gratitude and face, Hwangbo So-hyeon blushed.
“A-no. It’s nothing much.”
“How can you say it’s nothing much? I could tell the moment I took it that it was an extraordinary elixir.”
Peng Cheol-wi spoke with a hardened face.
“Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will protect you, Miss Hwangbo.”
“S-sacrifice your life?”
“Yes.”
She gently covered her heated cheeks with both hands and met Peng Cheol-wi’s eyes.
‘Could it be… does he like me?’
But that was only for a moment.
She discovered the large wound on his side and made a fuss.
“M-more importantly, your wound is still severe, do you have Golden Spear Medicine?”
“As for Golden Spear Medicine…”
Peng Cheol-wi was about to rummage through his sleeve but froze in that state.
It was because his sleeve was torn, leaving a gaping hole.
Looking at Peng Cheol-wi’s awkward appearance as he looked at the hole in his sleeve, Hwangbo So-hyeon burst into laughter and said.
“I have some Golden Spear Medicine…”
As if waiting, she took out the Golden Spear Medicine from her bosom, glanced at Peng Cheol-wi, and handed it over with a shy expression.
“Would you like to use this at least?”
Peng Cheol-wi looked back and forth between the Golden Spear Medicine and Hwangbo So-hyeon, then let out a dry cough.
“K-khm. Thank you.”
He wasn’t good at reading the atmosphere, but he felt a strange current.
The hands of the two holding the Golden Spear Medicine overlapped.
“It’s nothing.”
The two exchanged meaningful glances.
‘…They say you never know the ties between a man and a woman.’
Meanwhile, Zhuge Seung-ho, who was nearby with them, shook his head as he looked at the two, who were completely engrossed in each other and had forgotten about him.
‘To think those two would end up like that.’
It was only a day ago.
No, he didn’t even have to go back a day. Even just before the attack, he didn’t know they would become like that.
Weren’t the two like oil and water?
It was because the usually playful Hwangbo So-hyeon and the always serious Peng Cheol-wi clashed every time they voiced an opinion.
‘They say love blossoms the most in times of crisis.’
Just as Zhuge Seung-ho smiled, recalling a saying he had heard somewhere before.
Step- Step-
Footsteps were heard.
‘Could it be again?’
Thinking it might be attackers, Zhuge Seung-ho turned his head and was quite surprised to see two figures appearing through the darkness.
It was because Yang Se-ryeong was approaching while accompanied by that person.
‘To think she really brought him.’
It was hard to hide his surprise.
To bring him, who had previously refused to even share his name, in less than two tea times.
He was curious about what method she had used.
Like him, Peng Cheol-wi and Hwangbo So-hyeon, who had been lost in their own world, also couldn’t hide their surprise at the appearance of the two.
“To think she brought that person…”
“Why is that person…”
At that moment, Yang Se-ryeong turned her body.
“It is here, Great Hero.”
She guided him with a devoted attitude, as if escorting a Murim lady.
‘I must not offend him.’
Although they had only exchanged a short conversation, she could roughly grasp his nature.
That he was a self-centered, righteous autocrat who hated annoying things.
Meanwhile, Cheon-hwi scanned the rising stars.
‘They’re a mess.’
Was it because of the two attacks?
With faces full of fatigue and their martial arts uniforms torn here and there, their appearance from when he first saw them had left no trace.
‘There shouldn’t be any problem with them serving me.’
Cheon-hwi felt puzzled as he looked at their nervous appearances.
“Why are they like that?”
When Cheon-hwi looked down with indifferent eyes and asked, Yang Se-ryeong shrank her neck.
“W-what do you mean?”
“Is that the attitude of someone who is going to serve?”
“…Ah!”
Yang Se-ryeong flinched.
“P-please wait a moment.”
In a hurry, she ran forward.
Then, she approached the three who were nervous.
“Miss Yang. What is going on?”
“Why is that person here…”
As Peng Cheol-wi and Hwangbo So-hyeon wondered.
“You succeeded in persuading him.”
Only Zhuge Seung-ho smiled and spoke.
“Persuade…?”
“What do you mean, persuade?”
Yang Se-ryeong made eye contact with Peng Cheol-wi and Hwangbo So-hyeon, who couldn’t understand, and said.
“The Great Hero has agreed to accompany us to the Divine Spear Yang Clan this time.”
At her words, the expressions of the two noticeably brightened.
“That’s a relief.”
“Really?”
They sighed in relief and swept their chests.
It was true that he was a scary existence, but if he helped them, it would be a different story.
As the two rejoiced as if they had gained a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, Yang Se-ryeong opened her mouth.
“Instead, there is something the Great Hero wants.”
The expressions of the two subtly hardened.
That was the same for Zhuge Seung-ho.
“If it is something he wants…”
“What is it?”
“It’s not something dangerous, right?”
The backs of the three became damp with sweat.
Since accompanying them meant helping them, they intuitively knew that what he wanted would not be something ordinary.
While they nervously wondered what on earth that person could want and waited for her mouth to open.
“He wants us to serve him.”
Yang Se-ryeong said carefully.
It was only natural; the people gathered here were those who had received care, not those who had ever served someone.
So being told to wait on someone whose identity they didn’t even know could be something that crushed their pride.
‘Because there are those in the Jianghu who value pride more than their lives.’
She was thinking of following him alone just in case they refused.
As expected, the expressions of the three were bewildered.
Who were they?
They were the legitimate children of the Eight Great Clans.
That was why they thought he would want some elixir or an enormous amount of money.
When the three were flustered by the completely unexpected answer, Yang Se-ryeong opened her mouth.
“What will you do?”
Zhuge Seung-ho snapped out of it and said.
“I am fine with it.”
“Will it be okay? We are serving someone we don’t even know.”
“Haha. Isn’t that cheap compared to the price of our lives?”
Zhuge Seung-ho spoke as if it were obvious.
Face? Pride?
‘What does that matter? We have to live first.’
It wasn’t just him.
“I don’t mind that much.”
Peng Cheol-wi, who she thought would be the most sensitive to this matter, also nodded.
“If we can survive by accompanying him, I can naturally do that much.”
Afterward, the three stared blankly at Hwangbo So-hyeon, who was the only one unable to answer.
She pondered slightly.
The pride of the Hwangbo Clan was higher than any other clan.
Because it was a place that shouted to protect honor even in death.
But her contemplation was also brief.
“I agree too.”
Hwangbo So-hyeon answered quietly.
Hearing the positive answers of the three, Yang Se-ryeong approached Cheon-hwi and relayed it.
“Please give us orders anytime.”
“Hmm. Is that so?”
Cheon-hwi approached them.
Their faces were steeped in fatigue, and their martial arts uniforms were completely torn.
But what did it matter?
Whether they were tired or dying.
Cheon-hwi looked at them and spoke.
“Do you know how to hunt?”
At the abrupt question, everyone was flustered and merely stared at Cheon-hwi.
“Do you know? Or not?”
When Cheon-hwi frowned and asked again.
“I’ve hunted before.”
“I have never done it.”
“I don’t really…”
The three answered hastily.
Cheon-hwi glanced sideways at Yang Se-ryeong.
“That seems different from what you said…”
“T-that is…”
Yang Se-ryeong rolled her eyes.
She hadn’t expected him to talk about hunting, so she was in a difficult spot before discovering Moyong Sang.
‘Young Master Moyong said he enjoyed hunting as a hobby!’
Remembering Moyong Sang’s words to leave the food procurement to him when camping out, she immediately pointed at him.
“Young Master Moyong is skilled at hunting.”
“That person?”
“Yes.”
Cheon-hwi stared at Moyong Sang.
“He’s collapsed on his face.”
“That is because of his internal injuries. He will regain consciousness soon…”
“So you’re telling me to wait until then?”
“Then Young Master Peng will…”
As soon as Peng Cheol-wi made eye contact with Yang Se-ryeong, he awkwardly leaked a laugh.
“I will hunt now… Keuk.”
Peng Cheol-wi tried to stand up but let out a groan. His face crumpled, perhaps because the wound on his side still stung.
“A-are you okay?”
Hwangbo So-hyeon supported him.
When Cheon-hwi looked at them with an absurd face.
“G-Great Hero.”
Yang Se-ryeong broke out in a cold sweat and said.
“They suffered from the attack just now…”
“What does that have to do with me?”
“Instead, I will prepare a meal without meat.”
“The meat is the important part.”
“T-then how about jerky?”
Yang Se-ryeong rummaged through her sleeves and said.
“I brought a little bit of jerky.”
“I’m a bit sick of that.”
Cheon-hwi squinted his eyes.
If it was jerky, he was already sick and tired of it.
‘It can’t be helped.’
Cheon-hwi’s gaze turned to Moyong Sang.
“So you’re saying that person is skilled at hunting?”
“He said he had hunted as a hobby since the past.”
“Is that so?”
He scanned Moyong Sang up and down.
Seeing that his complexion was fine, it was a faint caused by the shock of his internal injuries.
‘I just need to release his qi and blood.’
Cheon-hwi approached Moyong Sang.
Then, he lifted his scabbard as a whole.
“G-Great Hero?”
“Heok! Why the sword…”
“W-why are you doing this?”
“Kyaaak!”
As the four were surprised and tried to stop him.
Swish!
Cheon-hwi’s hand was faster than that.
The scabbard moved dazzlingly and rapidly struck Moyong Sang’s entire body.
Smack! Smack!
“Keueok! Keueok!”
Then Moyong Sang began to tremble and spew out short groans.
“G-Great Hero!”
Cheon-hwi paused what he was swinging as he looked at Yang Se-ryeong, who was calling him.
Then he frowned and asked.
“I’m busy, so why are you calling?”
“Are you trying to kill Young Master Moyong right now?”
Cheon-hwi tilted his head.
“Why would I kill him? I need him to eat meat.”
“B-but the strikes just now…”
“This?”
Cheon-hwi lifted the scabbard again.
“I’m unblocking the blocked qi and blood.”
“Yes…?”
“Looking at him, it seems he was fed an elixir, but his meridians are completely stiffened due to the internal injuries… I have to loosen this first so he can properly absorb the elixir and wake up.”
Yang Se-ryeong blinked her eyes as if she couldn’t understand what he was saying.
“If you don’t know, just stay still over there.”
Looking at her with pathetic eyes, Cheon-hwi swung the scabbard again.
The beating began right away!
The beating was so fast that dozens of afterimages of the scabbard appeared all around.
Gulp-
Faced with that merciless beating, the rising stars didn’t even dare to stop it.
“Hmm, it’s quite blocked up.”
Cheon-hwi moved the scabbard even more dazzlingly and thrashed him.
Starting from the shoulders to the soles of the feet.
Meticulously and mercilessly!
Around the time they blinked about ten times.
“Keoheok!”
Moyong Sang vomited a bowlful of blood.
Seeing the blood, Cheon-hwi nodded.
“Now it’s finally unblocked.”
Only then did Cheon-hwi withdraw his scabbard and step back, and the rising stars cautiously approached Moyong Sang.
“Young Master Moyong!”
“Are you okay?”
“Are you fine?”
“Are you okay?”
When the four hastily tried to check Moyong Sang’s condition.
“Heok!”
Moyong Sang abruptly came to his senses.
He grabbed his head and slowly got up, as if he had a nightmare.
“W-what is going on…”
The rising stars wondered as they saw Moyong Sang get up perfectly fine.
“Are your internal injuries okay?”
At Peng Cheol-wi’s words, Moyong Sang snapped out of it and hastily observed his lower dantian.
Then he was surprised.
“I-I am perfectly fine. My internal injuries are completely healed. How could this happen…”
The four were flustered.
Then Peng Cheol-wi opened his eyes wide.
“C-could it be pushing the palace and passing the acupoints!”
“P-pushing the palace and passing the acupoints?”
“To think it was pushing the palace and passing the acupoints!”
Yang Se-ryeong and Zhuge Seung-ho were astounded.
Pushing the palace and passing the acupoints was a technique that unblocked blocked qi and blood by tapping, which could not be performed unless one was an extraordinary master.
“To perform pushing the palace and passing the acupoints at that age.”
“More than that, I heard it isn’t usually done unless it’s for someone you are close with, but for someone you met for the first time…”
Meanwhile, Moyong Sang, who had lost consciousness and knew nothing, could not hide his bewilderment at their reactions and muttered.
“What do you mean by that?”
Zhuge Seung-ho answered his words.
“The Great Hero performed pushing the palace and passing the acupoints to treat Young Master Moyong’s internal injuries.”
“By Great Hero, you mean?”
At Moyong Sang’s question, Zhuge Seung-ho nodded toward Cheon-hwi without a word.
“That person did?”
Moyong Sang made a complicated expression.
It was hard to believe.
Then Zhuge Seung-ho added.
“And you should also thank Miss Yang.”
“What do you mean…”
“Miss Yang gave you internal injury medicine for you, who suffered internal injuries.”
“Miss Yang did?!”
Moyong Sang sprang up.
Then he clasped his fists toward Yang Se-ryeong and bowed deeply.
“I will not forget this grace.”
“It’s fine…”
Yang Se-ryeong was about to say it was fine as usual, but cut her words off while looking at Cheon-hwi.
“Then can you hunt for us?”
“H-hunt, you say?”
Moyong Sang was flustered.
Hunting out of nowhere.
At that moment, a shadow was cast before him and Cheon-hwi revealed himself.
“You are…”
Moyong Sang, who looked up at Cheon-hwi, pondered for a moment before clasping his fists and bowing his head.
“I heard you saved me. I will definitely repay this grace.”
“Let’s put that aside for now.”
Cheon-hwi cut him off.
He was not interested in greetings right now.
Because there was one thing more important than that.
“Then go hunt something.”
Around the time he was flustered by the exact same words as Yang Se-ryeong’s, Cheon-hwi narrowed his eyes.
“Don’t tell me you don’t know how to hunt?”
“It is not like that, but why hunting all of a sudden…”
“Why else. Obviously to eat meat.”
“Yes…?”
A short while later, Moyong Sang caught two rabbits and Yang Se-ryeong plucked the fur.
Then she skewered them and stuck them in the campfire Zhuge Seung-ho had built.
Sizzle-
A savory smell and smoke rose.
‘Meat is indeed the best.’
As Cheon-hwi was waiting for the rabbit meat to be roasted golden brown.
“Um, Great Hero.”
Zhuge Seung-ho spoke to him.
“May I ask you just one thing?”
Cheon-hwi glanced sideways and said.
“What is it?”
“Are you purposely traveling slowly right now to wait for the Sun Moon Sect’s attack?”
“You know well.”
“…!”
The rising stars turned pale.
Where was the Sun Moon Sect?
As one of the Five Imperial Sects, its power was an enormous sect that had no comparison in the Unorthodox Faction.
Zhuge Seung-ho gulped down his saliva.
“Wouldn’t it be too reckless?”
His voice was trembling.
He had expected it, but hearing it directly, it was to the point of clicking his tongue at that boldness.
No, it couldn’t be called boldness.
Not boldness, but recklessness.
‘It’s madness!’
Because who would try to stand against the Sun Moon Sect alone!
Even if he were the Patriarch of the Eight Great Clans, it wouldn’t make sense.
“Since the Half Moon Hall was defeated, the Sun Moon Sect will send an even stronger force.”
Sweat flowed down Zhuge Seung-ho’s forehead.
Now that they were accompanying him, it was no different from being in the same boat.
But doing such a crazy thing was the same as calling for death.
‘I have to conciliate him. For now, it is certain that person is an enemy of the Sun Moon Sect, so I must say we will help him and draw in the power of the Divine Spear Yang Clan…’
When Zhuge Seung-ho was about to rack his brain to figure out a method.
“I naturally know that.”
Words that stopped his thoughts were heard.
“That’s what I was aiming for from the beginning.”
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