Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel - Chapter 215 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
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Chapter 215 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
Light Novel: Volume 9 Episode 15
Manhwa: N/A
When Pyo-wol opened his eyes, the first thing he came into was the ceiling of a shabby house.
Sunlight was seeping in through a crack in the ceiling.
Pyo-wol raised his body and frowned.
It was because of the dirt on his clothes.
A yellow liquid had dried on his clothes.
âWhat happened?â
He had no memory of last night.
He only remembered talking to Il-gum, but he couldnât remember what happened after that.
âI let my guard down.â
Pyo-wol blamed himself for being careless.
If the person was an enemy who had been aiming for his life, he would have already died.
He had never once been careless since coming to Jianghu.
But, he didnât feel as bad as he thought.
Pyo-wol found the reason in his physical condition.
His body felt strangely light.
He was lighter than usual and full of energy.
âWhat?â
It was the first time he felt this way since coming to Jianghu.
He was in such a good condition that he felt as if he was not in his own body.
âIs it⊠because of the alcohol?â
If there was any deviation from what Pyo-wol usually does, it is that he had drank alcohol last night. It was clear that the alcohol had caused something to change in his body.
Pyo-wol meditated on the spot.
Shuaa!
As soon as he did, he felt a rough flow of energy.
His circulation of energy was incomparably faster than before, and there was no obstruction at all.
He has used the Thunder-Splitting Cultivation Technique thousands and tens of thousands of times, but he had never felt this way in his life.
He felt a sense of exhilaration as if he could do anything he set his mind to.
In an instant, Pyo-wol finished meditating.
He finished faster than ever before.
âThis is crazy!â
It was Pyo-wolâs honest feelings.
He only realized that he had come across a great opportunity.
The one who gave him the drink was Il-gum. It was clear that there was some secret in the alcohol he drank last night.
He didnât know why Il-gum did such a favor to him, but it was clear that he was in debt.
Pyo-wol looked around the room.
Soma, who should have been on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.
Pyo-wol picked up the Black Dragon Robe and went outside.
âAre you finally awake?â
Il-gum dressed up and greeted him.
But his face looked a decade older.
Pyo-wol asked,
âWhy did you do me this favor?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âThat drink.â
âWhy? Didnât the alcohol taste good? Damn you! Youâve drank itââ
âThatâs not what I meantâŠâ
âIf you enjoy the drink, then you could do the person who gave it to you by staying silent.â
âI know.â
âKeep your mouth shut.â
ââŠâŠâŠâ
Pyo-wol shut his mouth. Then, Il-gum smiled once again.
âItâs a little better now that itâs quiet. What kind of guy sleeps for so long?â
ââŠâŠâŠâ
âWhat? Are you rebelling? Why arenât you answering?â
âDidnât you tell me to keep my mouth shut?â
âYou jerk! Oh well. Seeing you talk back to me like this just means that I have nothing to worry about anymore.â
âI will never forget this favor.â
âOh this is nothing! What kind of grace is it giving a person who doesnât drink alcoholâ Forget it, letâs eat.â
A table was set on a shabby flat table in front of the house
When it comes to the food, the only side dishes were vegetables made by Il-gum himself.
However, there was only one rice bowl.
âTaoist, are you not going to eat?â
âItâs been a while since I ate. I just need this.â
What Il-gum took out of his bosom was a walnut-sized Byeokgokdan.
He put the Byeokgokdan1 in his mouth.
âThank you for the meal.â
âDonât leave a single grain of rice behind, scrape it off and eat it. If you leave food behind, you will be punished by heaven.â
âReally?â
âThe farmer has sweated and worked hard all year to produce just one grain of rice that you carelessly eat. You can kill a person in just a moment but raising a person often takes so much time and effort.â
ââŠâŠâŠâ
âAlways remember that fact, and youâll be fine.â
Il-gum looked at Pyo-wol and smiled kindly.
In an instant, something surged up from the depths of Pyo-wolâs heart.
Pyo-wol lowered his head to hide his shaken expression and concentrated only on his meal.
The vegetables that Il-gum made himself were bland since they were hardly seasoned. However, to Pyo-wol, it tasted more delicious than any delicacy made by any chef.
Pyo-wol ate all the rice and side dishes without leaving a single grain of rice, just as Il-gum said.
Il-gum pointed to the back of the house.
âYou can wash the dishes there.â
A small stream flowed behind the house.
âYes!â
Pyo-wol stood up after answering.
He picked up the dishes and went to the stream.
The little stream was very clear. Pyo-wol drank some water and washed the dishes.
He has been swayed by Il-gum ever since he met him.
It was the first time for Pyo-wol to have been constantly swayed by another person like this since he became an assassin by the Blood Shadow Group. But he didnât feel bad about it.
After Pyo-wol rolled up his sleeves and washed the dishes, he left to wash his body and clothes.
âHoo!â
When Pyo-wol came out of the stream and used his internal energy, the water on his body and clothes flew away.
What came into Pyo-wolâs eyes, after returning to the front of the house, was the back of the Il-gum. He was looking down on the world.
The stooped old warrior was looking down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Pyo-wol unwittingly approached Il-gumâs side. And he looked at the place where the taoist gaze was heading.
A wide sea of ââclouds came into view.
The sea of ââclouds that flowed around the towering peaks of Wudang Mountain was so vast that it was impossible to see the end.
When the wind blew, the sea of ââclouds swayed like waves.
As if it didnât want to be blocked by the peak and scattered, the clouds would turn around and come together again. Whenever it seemed to be shaken by the wind, it would become calm.
The appearance of a thousand changes but not changing its essence caused a strange stir in Pyo-wolâs heart.
Ripples caused changes in thought, and changes in thought induced changes in the body.
Tingling! Tingling!
It felt like a lightning bolt was rushing through his veins.
His whole body was tingling.
It was not an illusion.
The core of the Thunder-Splitting Cultivation Method, which is the basis of Aguido, was lightning.
By using lightning to dramatically increase neural responses, it is possible to perform skills that others could not even imagine.
Lightning which was out of control was frantically stimulating his nerves.
The nerves were getting thicker to cope up with the lightning. However, there was a limit to the lightning that humans could handle.
The moment Pyo-wolâs nerves couldnât stand it any longer and were about to burn out, a strange heat arose from his lower abdomen and gently wrapped around his nerves.
It was an energy that hadnât been there before.
The miraculous aura contained in the sake he drank last night reacted to the stimulus inside his body.
Tingling! Tingling!
The lightning stimulated his nerves even more severely. In response, the sakeâs energy made his nerves bigger and stronger.
A war was literally taking place in Pyo-wolâs body. But just by looking at his external appearance, no one would be able to tell what was going on.
At that moment, Il-gum who was beside him turned his head and looked at him.
A satisfied smile appeared on Il-gumâs wrinkled face.
âSome people spend their entire lives trying to learn this but end up not realizing it, but some people open the door just by looking at it once. Keke! This is why the world is unfair.â
Il-gum sat down on the bench and patted his back. And he looked at Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol stood like a stone statue for a long time, looking at the sea of ââclouds.
It was unclear what exactly had happened to him.
However, it was certain that the realization, or change he gained here would take him to the next level.
It took a while for Pyo-wol to get out of his own world.
âHoo!â
Pyo-wol sighed softly and blinked his eyes.
After a while, he came to his senses and said to Il-gum,
âThank you for the grace you bestowed upon me. How can I everââ
âGrace is a piece of shit! Why do you talk about grace to me once you receive it? If youâve come back to your senses, go down. This old man also needs his rest.â
âYes!â
âBy the way, leave that little devil alone.â
âWhat?â
Pyo-wolâs eyes widened at the unexpected words.
âHe had learned the Demonic Art of Guanyin from the Xiaoleiyin Temple. Itâs amazing that heâs still alive. But while he may be holding on right now, as time goes by, Iâm sure heâll go mad and destroy himself. That guy needs to learn how to control himself. â
âIf I leave him, will he become a taoist?â
âHaha! Do you think anyone can be a taoist? They have to be pure. For now, he will sit down and study how to control his mind. About being a taoist, itâs up to him to decide for himself after that.â
âWhy do you care so much about us?â
âIâm not doing it because of you.â
âThen?â
âYou too will understand when you live to be my age. Even if you donât want to see it, you see something that others canât see, and then you get worried. Thatâs why I get nosy.â
ââŠâŠâŠâ
âYou donât have to try to understand. You just have to accept it. So what will you do?â
Pyo-wol looked straight at the wrinkled face of Il-gum.
Contrary to his wrinkled face, his eyes were as bright as a childâs.
In front of those eyes, Pyo-wol could not be stubborn.
âAlright.â
âKeke! Youâve thought it through.â
âCanât we go see each other one last time before going down?â
âWhy do you have such lingering feelings? You two will meet again when the time comes, so just go down now.â
âAlright.â
Pyo-wol nodded.
He believed the words of the Il-gum.
Pyo-wol never easily trusted others, but he trusted the words of the taoist, Il-gum.
Il-gum turned around.
His dwarf-like back figure looked bigger than Wudang Mountain in Pyo-wolâs eyes.
Pyo-wol went down the rock peak after saying his farewell to Il-gum.
Even after Pyo-wol disappeared, Il-gum did not move for a while.
He only moved again when someone emerged from the bushes.
With a rustling sound, another old man approached him with Soma in his arms.
The old man, who had a sacred atmosphere like a supreme-ruler, was Chongjin, the sect leader of the Wudang sect.
Chongjin looked around the rock peak and opened his mouth.
âIs he gone?â
âIâm alone so of course he already left.â
âI asked a useless question.â
âHow can you become more sly as you get older?â
âIsnât that what you learned from you, senior brother?â
âThis guy!â
âOh, Iâm disappointed.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Il-gum glared at Chongjin. Despite being the target of those ferocious eyes, Chongin only replied calmly,
âThat sake. Why did you give him everything even though I begged for just one sip?â
âTsk! You wonât feel the effect even if you drink it, so why would I give it to you? I gave it to him because it was worth giving. A treasure has its own owner. You werenât it, while he deserves it. Thatâs all.â
âIs he worth that much?â
âHeâs more great than I thought. Heâs a guy who knows how to create something out of nothing.â
âWhy couldnât our sect recruit such a person earlier?â
âHong! What can we expect from Jianghu? Maybe even if he came to the Wudang sect on his own, he wouldnât be who he was today just for the reason that he didnât live a hard life.â
âPhew! Thatâs right. The Wudang sect had become soft.â
âHmpft! You talk as if youâre not yourself.â
Despite the sarcastic words of Il-gum, Chongjin did not change his complexion.
âI would have been the same. Still, as I get older, I have an eye for seeing things, so I donât make mistakes as I used to.ââ
âThatâs fortunate.â
âBy the way, is this child going to be my disciple?â
Chongjin looked at Soma in his arms.
Il-gum snorted.
âHong! What do you mean disciple? If you do that, thereâll be a big fuss because of the unusual recruitment. Regardless of the Wudang sect, youâre just teaching him a few tricks, so donât be greedy.â
Chongjin smiled bitterly.
One of the problems of a sect with a long history like the Wudang sect is that it is difficult to expect a big change.
Numerous customs and traditions have solidified and built a resilience in itself.
Because of that, it was difficult even for a sect leader such as Chongjin to make unconventional decisions.
Il-gum looked at Soma and continued,
âThat child is a rare monster in the world. He shouldnât have even existed in this world. Still, his existence means that the flow of electricity has been twisted.â
âThen, is he a monster, too?â
âHe is something beyond a monster.â
âPardon?â
Notes
Wahhh~ Itâs amazing having someone help Pyo-wol with no ulterior motives. <3 And his abilities are really being recognized by these grandpas. Our Pyo-wol is really a genius *smug* *proud*
Byeokgokdan.
a fasting food taken to cleanse and strengthen the body for training, usually composed of grain powder, pine needle powder and pine nut powder which is combined into a ball with honey.