Hwan Baeho decided not to return with Namgung Jincheon and instead make his way back slowly.
Whether this was because he felt uncomfortable using the Clan Head as a ans of transportation, or as he claid, to handle the aftermath of the demonic creature flood in the city, was unclear.
Seojun briefly considered it, but decided it wasn’t important anyway, and marveled at the clouds brushing past him.
“Woah...”
He was currently flying through the sky with Namgung Jincheon’s help, or more precisely, he was rapidly flying while hanging in mid-air through his father-in-law’s Void Manipulation.
Beside him, Namgung Jincheon was also flying, seated on his sword.
Lying back in the air and savoring the flight, Seojun said.
“This speed is pretty insane, isn’t it?”
No joke, if they flew properly, it might be faster than an airplane.
The scenery below changed with each passing mont, yet he felt no air resistance at all thanks to Namgung Jincheon.
From what Seojun could tell though he hadn’t received a detailed explanation, the air was being sliced through in front of them.
So not only was there no friction, he barely felt any wind at all.
While he giggled and spun around in mid-air like an astronaut, Namgung Jincheon nodded.
“When you reach the Unrestrained Realm, the Central Plains won’t feel so vast anymore... It is still large but nonetheless... it feels much smaller compared to before...”
“That sounds nice.”
“You think so...?”
Namgung Jincheon smiled slightly.
Seeing his sowhat bitter smile, Seojun scratched his head.
Watching him, his father-in-law said.
“I heard... You are helping out for spirit pills and money...?”
“Yes.”
“It wouldn’t be difficult to provide that much...”
“I heard it’s not good to be too indebted.”
“What debt...? I have not even repaid the grace I received from senior Sword God... If anything, the Namgung Clan is in debt...”
Namgung Jincheon briefly glanced at the passing clouds before continuing.
“Do you wish for spirit pills to treat your sister’s ridian blockage...?”
“You knew?”
It made sense. A martial artist of Namgung Jincheon’s caliber who had seen Chunbong in person and examined her internal qi couldn’t possibly not know.
“Hmm... However, it is not sothing I can assist with... It is too deeply entangled with her ntal state to cut away with my incomplete Mind Sword, it could endanger her life...”
“Yes. That’s why I’m planning to let Chunbong handle the important parts herself.”
Seojun briefly explained his plan to Namgung Jincheon.
He would absorb the spirit pills himself, convert them to yang qi, and transfer it to Chunbong using the Qi Transfer Technique.
It was a bit complicated to explain in detail, but that was the gist of it.
After listening to the explanation, Namgung Jincheon tilted his head.
“Is that possible...?”
“Eh? What is?”
“Hmm... Indeed...”
“Yep.”
He wasn’t sure what Namgung Jincheon was on about, but Seojun nodded anyway.
“Oh, by the way, different topic but if I get caught using demonic qi later, can I drop your na, father-in-law?”
“Do as you please... We are family now, are we not...?”
“Ah...!”
Wow, is this for real? My father-in-law is so cool~
*The performance of the Unrestrained Realm taxi was undeniable.
The journey there had taken days, but the return to the Namgung Clan took less than half a day.
“Wow.”
After landing at the Clan Head’s quarters, Seojun bid his farewell with Namgung Jincheon and imdiately headed back to his room.
He could barely contain himself anymore. He was running low on Chunbong nutrients, and if this continued his madness would consu him from the malnutrition.
“Geum Chunbong...!”
He imdiately flung the door wide open upon returning.
“Welco back. It seems you’ve returned safely.”
Namgung Suah greeted him with a chuckle.
“Huh? Where’s Chunbong, and why are you here, big sis?”
“Sister Geum is...”
Namgung Suah thought deeply for a mont, then smiled mischievously and spread her arms.
“I’ll tell you, but only after you greet back properly.”
It was obvious what she desired, so Seojun approached her solemnly and resolutely.
“Of course I’m glad to see you too, big sis.”
He leaned back, stretched out his arms to minimize contact, and hugged her, but—
Whump!
Namgung Suah pulled Seojun’s body close and embraced him.
“Fufu, Sister Geum is likely near the main gate.”
“Uh... Thanks.”
Overwhelming softness. Buried in Namgung Suah’s chest, he felt her embrace.
The scent of her skin, warmth, and indescribable softness.
He awkwardly pulled away from her, who had grown bolder in the days they hadn’t seen each other.
“Oh my... You’re quite healthy.”
Her eyes were focused on a certain area.
Seojun quickly jumped up and backed away.
“P-Pervert...!”
“Isn’t Young Expert Lee the pervert? I rely hugged you as a greeting.”
“What...!”
So this is how it’s going to be...! Seojun glared at Namgung Suah’s Mount Tai.
“Kuk...! Just you wait!”
Next ti, he’d seriously grope them for real.
Leaving behind a line worthy of a third-rate villain, Seojun quickly disappeared.
Namgung Suah softly laughed as her gaze remained fixed where he had been.
“How cute.”
*Is this the composure of an older woman...?
Seojun headed towards the clan’s main gate while cooling his heated face.
I may have lost this ti, but next ti will be different.
As he arrived at the main gate, sharpening his blade of revenge, he spotted Chunbong.
What’s she doing?
Chunbong was hiding behind a pillar at the gate, peeking out and staring closely at the gate.
Whenever the gate opened, she would quickly hide behind the pillar, then peek out to examine people’s faces before sighing.
Seojun grinned, seeing her behavior that clearly suggested she was waiting for soone.
“My Chunbong...!”
His shout drew all eyes in the vicinity. Chunbong too whirled around, staring at him with wide eyes.
“Were you waiting for big brother!?”
He rushed over and hugged Chunbong, who snorted haughtily.
“Who said I was waiting?”
“Yes, yes, little Chunbong. Big brother completely understands how you feel.”
“Bullshit. You don’t understand shit.”
“No? Should I take a guess then?”
Their eyes t as he held her, and she slightly ducked her head.
“Wh-What’re you looking at? Go ahead and guess.”
“Hmm...”
Seojun stared into her eyes, then grinned.
“You must be craving tanghulu right now!”
“...Whatever, you dumbass.”
Chunbong sighed heavily but relaxed comfortably in his arms.
Seojun chuckled and swayed her back and forth as he walked towards their lodgings.
“Miss Geum, shall we go on a date tomorrow?”
“Date? What’s that?”
“Wow... You must have slept through English class.”
Chunbong closed her mouth. It seed to be true.
“Let’s go out and have fun tomorrow.”
“Doing what?”
“Well, we’ll have to think about it. Let’s do everything my Chunbong wants to do!”
Hmph! Chunbong exhaled excitedly through her nose. She grinned, seemingly lost in thought, then suddenly asked.
“But why so suddenly?”
“Why? It’ll take quite a while to treat your ridian blockage this ti, right? We won’t be able to see each other during that ti.”
It was truly a dreadful thought.
Qi deviation is never far off. It lurks in the mundane, waiting to strike. A truly vile and wicked thing.
“Oh heavens...!”
Chunbong ignored Seojun’s outburst as usual and furrowed her brow.
“Hmm....”
She chewed her lip, then nodded solemnly.
“Okay.”
*After returning to their lodgings, Chunbong shut herself in her room and fell into deep thought.
Treating the ridian blockage. Of course, it was important.
Though she hadn’t told Lee Seojun, her body’s condition wasn’t normal.
While she had improved enough that it didn’t affect her daily life, despite being seventeen, she still hadn’t had her first period.
When the ridian blockage is healed... will it be alright...?
It was an important matter. She had a duty to continue the bloodline of the Divine Sword Geum Clan. It would be a serious problem if she were infertile.
“Haah...”
Pregnancy... Her thoughts drifted from there to marriage.
Martial artists can marry late without issues. It’s natural since their lifespan increases as they reach higher realms.
Namgung Jincheon himself married very late. From what Chunbong knew, he married after reaching the Unrestrained Realm, so he was at least in the triple digits.
There was probably an age gap of several hundred years with his wife.
But that’s for n, it’s a bit different for won.
Though still being debated, there was a belief that even martial artists risked less healthy children if the woman was older.
She had even heard of a case where a Transcendent Realm martial artist, despite looking young, had gone through nopause and couldn’t have children.
Of course, Chunbong didn’t intend to wait that long, but that was just her own thought.
No, the more I think about it, the more annoying it gets.
Suddenly irritated, she hopped up and threw herself onto Seojun, who was rolling around on the floor.
“Oof...! Wh-What!”
“Just die!”
“But why!?”
Seojun pouted after being beaten, but Chunbong was defiant.
That bastard deserves to be hit a little.
Given how things are, I have no choice.
Who knows what might happen while she was in seclusion treating her ridian blockage.
That guy’s face was unnecessarily handso, making her even more anxious. If he were plain ugly she’d feel a bit more at ease. Plus, his abilities were good too, so she couldn’t relax.
This wasn’t her being blinded by love, but just an objective fact. At least, that’s what Chunbong thought.
I guess... I’ll have to seal the deal tomorrow.
Thump, thump, her heart raced. Chunbong glared at Seojun with trembling, clenched fists.
“Just you wait.”
“H-Hey... Seriously, what did I do wrong...?”
Seojun felt wronged.
*The next day.
After getting recomndations from Namgung Suah about places to visit in Anhui, Chunbong smiled brightly as they went out.
“Wow, tanghulu!”
She giggled while riding piggyback on Seojun, kicking her feet wildly.
“Hey, run!”
“Neigh!”
Chunbong bead and thought to herself.
I can seal the deal in the evening.
For now, should I just enjoy myself and think about it later?
This mont was too enjoyable for other thoughts.
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