Rebirth of the Thunder God Chapter 105 : Zhongyuan Inn

[Zhongyuan Inn]

In a way, it was a na that could be seen as arrogant.

Even if it ant it was the representative inn of Zhongyuan County.

And even if it referred to the Central Plains, which ant the martial world itself, it could be called grandiose.

As much as its na, the Zhongyuan Inn, seen from a distance, was elegant.

Although the ravages of ti remained, its size and montum were not just magnificent but overwhelming.

How was it built to be so sturdy and intact?

The skills of the artisans who built the inn were no ordinary.

Namgung Hui looked up at the inn and then stepped into the wide-open inn.

-Hubbub!

He was dazed by the noisy voices coming from here and there.

Although he had co much earlier than lunchti, the place was full of people.

Did it an it was the representative inn of the Central Plains?

Well, since it was the period of the Martial Alliance tournant, unless it was rented out entirely like the Cheongi Inn, it was bound to be crowded.

Namgung Hui, after confirming that the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar was not yet there, sat at an empty table in the corner.

Then a waiter rushed over and spoke.

"Young hero. Did you co alone?"

"For now, I'm alone."

"Then you'll have to share a table. Since it's a ti when many people will be coming. It would be troubleso if you occupy a four-person table by yourself."

When in the Central Plains, one must follow the laws of the Central Plains.

He didn't know when the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar would co.

And since the waiter's words made sense, Namgung Hui dusted off his bottom and stood up from his seat.

"Then where should I share a table?"

"You can share a table with the young heroes over by the window."

Looking in the direction the waiter pointed, he saw two mbers of the younger generation wearing hero's headbands.

One of them had a bulging solar plexus, and his sharp eyes were extrely clear.

However, it was a sha that he seed to lack internal energy.

The man next to him, on the contrary, seed to have a lot of internal energy, but his eyes were slightly cloudy, as if it were not pure.

Still, seeing his neat clothes and handso features, he was surely a child of a prestigious family.

Namgung Hui approached those mbers of the younger generation and greeted them.

"Hello. It seems there are no seats in the inn, so I'll have to share a table."

"Go ahead."

Although the mber of the younger generation spoke nonchalantly, he kept glancing at Namgung Hui's face out of the corner of his eye.

Since Namgung Hui was a handso man who even drew the gazes of n, his gaze was by no ans strange.

Because the people at the other tables were also glancing at Namgung Hui.

"Hey, young hero. What would you like to order?"

"I'm waiting for a companion, so I'll order then. Since we're sharing a table, it won't matter, right?"

"Yes. Then please call later."

As Namgung Hui nodded, the waiter disappeared again with quick steps.

At a glance, it was a speed that was difficult for an ordinary person to achieve, as if he had learned a movent technique.

"Young hero. Excuse , but what is your na? I'm asking because I've never seen such a handso person since I ca out to the martial world. For the record, I'm not a homosexual."

"The na of this humble person is Namgung Hui."

"Namgung...! You an you're a person of that Azure Sky family?"

"Yes. I am the youngest son of that place. Then what are the nas of you young heroes?"

The two mbers of the younger generation looked at each other and then spoke calmly.

"My na is Hwangbo Cheongsan, and this younger brother here is Hwangbo Cheonggang. It's an honor to et the little hero of the Namgung family."

"..."

The younger brother, Hwangbo Cheonggang, was shy and just cupped his fists and kept his words to himself.

Namgung Hui felt a mix of joy and sorrow at the surna Hwangbo, which he had heard after a long ti.

'Although they were a family close to the five great families, in the end, they couldn't beco one of the five great families. And the Hwangbo family, like in my past life, enjoyed using fist and palm techniques. It's quite a pleasure to et them.'

But the Hwangbo family was now a family trying to enter the five great families instead of the Namgung family.

It was only natural.

The Namgung family had lost the latter half of the Azure Sky Boundless Sword Art and had walked the path of decline.

And the Hwangbo family was the family that had produced the Invincible Fist Dragon, Hwangbo Seong, one of the Seven Dragons.

Looking at that Hwangbo family, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

As Namgung Hui was reminiscing about the past.

A foul stench brushed past Namgung Hui's nose.

And at the sa ti, a burst of laughter pierced his ears.

"Heh heh. You brat, did you bring a lot of silver?"

Namgung Hui, knowing who the owner of the voice was, stood up from his seat and followed him.

"Did you co, elder?"

"Yes. You brat. I'm hungry, so let's eat first."

As the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar appeared, people stealthily moved away.

Of course, it was also because of the foul stench, but considering his sotis eccentric nature.

'It feels like they're avoiding him because he's dirty, rather than because they're scared.'

The gazes of the people were more of avoidance than respect.

Well, even though the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar was a person who deserved to be respected in the martial world.

Namgung Hui thought that this was a part that showed the peaceful state of the martial world.

But the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar had not co alone.

He had appeared with a disciple, and there were as many as seven knots on his waist.

If an elder had six, then a person higher than that would be.

'He must be the next sect leader. He's brought a great person.'

On the one hand, it was also strange.

His montum was not easily read.

A feeling of having learned martial arts yet not having learned it.

Seeing his developed lean muscles and the flow of his internal energy, it was clear that he had learned martial arts, but his level was not easily gauged.

As if he had felt Namgung Hui's gaze, the next sect leader cupped his fists first and greeted him.

"I've heard a lot about you from the elder. As the rumors say, you're like a sleeping dragon. A great montum."

"And you, next sect leader, your level is not easily read. Co on. Instead of doing this here, let's sit down."

"Heh heh. You brat, when have you ever seen us beggars sit down and eat at an inn? We'll be out in the back, so you order the food and co out."

Just because they were beggars didn't an they couldn't eat at an inn.

But seeing the custors who were avoiding him right now, it felt like the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar was personally avoiding the place.

Although 60 years ago, it was not uncommon to have a drinking party with beggars.

'The world has changed a lot. Don't they know the importance of the Beggars' Sect? Well. It's not a ti for the Beggars' Sect to be active.'

"Then what would you like to eat, elder?"

"First, bring three roasted ducks and a few bottles of distilled liquor."

Namgung Hui tilted his head slightly at the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar's words to bring a lot of silver.

He couldn't understand why he had told him to bring so much if he was only going to order this much.

Well, since it was a relief that he had saved money, he quickly ordered the roasted duck and a few bottles of distilled liquor from the waiter before the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar changed his mind.

"I'll bring the roasted duck to the open space in the back. Please take the liquor first."

As expected, a waiter who knew the preferences of the Beggars' Sect well.

It seed that the waiters of such a well-run place grasped the preferences of the custors well.

As Namgung Hui ca out to the open space of the inn with three bottles of distilled liquor, the next sect leader and the divine beggar were sitting on the floor.

"Elder. Here is the distilled liquor you ordered."

"Heh heh. I didn't just order this distilled liquor, did I? You brought that Thunder Ki Liquor or Thunder Chamber Liquor, right?"

"Of course, I brought it. And you, elder, did you bring the information that would surprise ?"

"Next sect leader. This brat. Doesn't he act as if he's entrusted the information to ?"

The next sect leader looked at Namgung Hui, smiled broadly, and said.

"Our elder is a little eccentric. But I hope you will understand him generously, young hero."

"It's alright. It's not that I'm particularly offended. Then, elder. Let's get to the point. What on earth is the information you're going to give ?"

"You're a very impatient child. Well, yes. There's no good in dragging it out, so I'll be direct. First, what I'll give you is the whereabouts of the Blood Cult."

The Blood Cult, which he had been so focused on the Hoicheon Association that he hadn't been able to pay much attention to.

Although there were many innocent disciples in the past.

Now, the color was clearly different.

Didn't the na itself, as if symbolizing revenge, exude the sll of blood?

Although he couldn't deal with them right now because he didn't have the power, the enemies of the Namgung family were originally the Ouyang family and the Dugu family, not the Hoicheon Association.

"I'll tell you their location first. Guangdong Province, Ten Thousand Great Mountains..."

"I know that."

"Where did you hear that?"

"Just know that I also have my own sources of information. That's not the end of it, is it?"

"Yes. You brat. What I really want to say is that the Blood Cult is desperately looking for sothing."

Only then did Namgung Hui show interest.

If it was sothing the Blood Cult was looking for, it would surely be no ordinary thing.

Whether it was an object or a person.

It would hold a very important weight for the current Blood Cult.

"What is it?"

"The divine object or the successor of the Heavenly Demonic Cult. I don't know exactly what it is. But if we can find it first. We'll be able to cook those guys however we want."

As the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar finished speaking, the waiter brought out three roasted ducks.

The divine beggar tore off a plump leg of the duck, stuffed it in his mouth, and continued.

"Chomp chomp. Originally, you shouldn't negotiate with the axis of evil, but it will be a deterrent. It's okay to use this to wipe them out in one fell swoop. The military strategists might co up with a better plan. Since the heretical groups will rush in desperately if it's a divine object."

If it was a religious group that claid to be the successor, like the Blood Cult, they would need a divine object, the symbol of the cult, or a legitimate successor to secure their legitimacy and justification.

That way, it would be easier to gather the scattered public opinion within the Blood Cult.

Even the martial arts sects had many objects with such religious symbolism.

The Green Jade Buddhist Staff of the Shaolin Temple.

The Dog Beating Staff of the Beggars' Sect could be said to be an example.

"So you're saying you don't know the identity of that divine object or successor?"

"Chomp chomp. As expected, the duck is delicious. I don't know the identity of that divine object for sure yet. There's an opinion inside that it might be the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. And so say it's a statue symbolizing the demon god. As for the successor, since it's a person, there's no way to know. That's sothing we'll find out in the future, so I brought the next sect leader here. Since you two are of a similar age, I hope you'll get along well in the future."

Namgung Hui stared at the next sect leader for a mont.

Unlike a beggar, he washed himself quite cleanly.

This was a great relief.

However, the problem was how the people around would react to him walking around with a shabby beggar, even if he was a mber of the Beggars' Sect.

'Still, it's a relief that I'm not walking around with girls for a while. Especially Jegal Jihye or Eun Seolrin, who like cleanliness, would hate it.'

"Then, next sect leader. I look forward to working with you in the future."

"Young Hero Namgung Hui. From now on, don't call next sect leader, but call Chwigeola. You don't have to use honorifics either."

"You must like liquor. Alright. I'll speak comfortably from now on."

"Heh heh. Now that we've introduced ourselves, you brats should also eat a roasted duck. It won't be delicious if it gets cold."

Since it had been a long ti since Namgung Hui had finished his al, he yielded the roasted duck to the divine beggar and asked.

"You wouldn't have demanded the Thunder Ki Liquor just for the whereabouts of the Blood Cult, elder. Now, bring out the real hidden information."

"As expected, you're no ordinary person. Burp~! Now that I've finished a duck, I should give you an answer. As you said, the whereabouts of the Blood Cult was just a prelude. The main point was actually this."

The divine beggar took out a letter that was dripping with gri from his bosom.

At the sight of the shabby letter, Namgung Hui's brow furrowed.

But as soon as he read the content written in the letter, his eyes widened like lanterns.

'The Black Tortoise Troupe Leader is not a person of the Hoicheon Association?'

(End of Chapter)