"Damn it!"
Peng Gahyeok cursed.
"If only my body was normal..."
Peng Gahyeok was wronged. He was disappointed that he had exhausted his stamina by swinging his saber all day.
However, Joo Jinsung just shook his head without a word.
'Three of them stuck together and got broken.'
If they were in a normal state, this side might have won.
However, that side was just Woonhyun. Although Tang Somun had helped Woonhyun, it wasn't a big help. All he did was throw a few hidden needles from a distance. The number was not large either.
If Woonhyun hadn't been excited in the beginning, he might not have needed Tang Somun's help. There was no room for excuses.
Joo Jinsung approached Jo Iljang.
"Are you okay?"
Jo Iljang did not even reply. He had a dazed face. His lifeless pupils had lost their focus and were wandering.
"He's completely lost his mind."
Jongri Hye clicked her tongue and approached. Joo Jinsung blocked Jongri Hye.
"Why?"
"Just leave him alone. Don't touch him."
Jongri Hye's face contorted.
"Then are we just going to stay like this all night? Aren't you going to class tomorrow? Even if we go in now, we won't be able to sleep for three shichen."
"You go in first. I'll take care of the kids and go."
Jongri Hye glared at Joo Jinsung for a while and then turned her body.
"Do as you please. I don't care if you're late tomorrow."
Joo Jinsung let out a deep sigh. As he turned his gaze towards Jo Iljang and the others who were still sprawled out, his chest felt even more stuffy.
'This is really, I'm not even angry...'
If it was moderate, he would have been angry, but the gap was too wide for that. He now had to feel the sa emotions he had felt from Myung Jin and So Moogyeol in the mid-term examination from Woonhyun as well.
Joo Jinsung had a desolate face.
At that mont, Namgung Seocheon staggered and stood up.
Joo Jinsung quickly approached and held out his hand.
"Are you okay?"
It was Namgung Seocheon, who had been severely beaten by the resentful Woonhyun.
Not only his bruised face, but he also couldn't take his hand off his side, which had been kicked several tis by Woonhyun. The pain still remained.
He had been beaten so brutally that he couldn't even stand up properly even after a long ti had passed.
'Should I say it's a relief?'
Woonhyun had rampaged, saying he would cut off Namgung Seocheon's arm.
If it weren't for Tang Somun, he might have really cut it off. It was Tang Somun who had stepped in and barely stopped him.
"I'm fine."
Namgung Seocheon ignored Joo Jinsung's hand. And then, he began to walk, staggering.
Joo Jinsung, who was staring at his back, could not help but let out another deep sigh.
"Haa..."
***
Myung Jin, who was ditating in a cross-legged position, quietly opened his eyes. It was because a loud noise had caught his ear.
"Don't you let go of this? I'm not going! You guys do it!"
"This is really! Can't you stay still? Do you want to be hit again?"
"Yes, just hit , hit ! Hit
as you please and just let
go!"
"Why is he really like this?"
As Woonhyun had an annoyed face, Cheon Youngyoung's hand moved without a sound.
Thwack!
"Ack! Youngyoung, you..."
So Moogyeol grabbed the back of his tingling head and glared at Cheon Youngyoung. However, he could not bring himself to curse at a woman.
Cheon Youngyoung shrugged her shoulders.
"Why? Didn't you say to hit you?"
"But who actually hits when they say that?"
"Shut up because you're loud. If you don't want to be hit again."
"You bastard."
In the past, he had not known because she was always quiet as if she was not there, but Cheon Youngyoung had a surprisingly aggressive side. Woonhyun's jaw dropped.
"What? Why are you looking at
like that?"
"No, nothing. By the way, that guy is still like that."
Woonhyun quickly shook his head and approached Myung Jin.
"Hasn't Gi co out yet?"
Myung Jin stood up from his seat and nodded. Woonhyun had a serious face.
"It's already been half a month. Is it okay to just leave him like this? Isn't sothing wrong?"
"I think it'll be okay."
"But it's too long."
So Moogyeol, who had beco curious, forgot his own situation and stepped forward.
"Why? What's wrong again? Is sothing wrong with Gi?"
"He ate the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus."
"Huh? The Thousand-Year Snow Lotus?"
"Yes."
So Moogyeol, in front of the nodding Woonhyun, his eyes narrowed.
"Did he have the money for that? That costs a lot of money, you know?"
He was talking about the price of the dicinal herbs to suppress the energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus. Although he didn't know, he would have to pay a price no less than the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus that Myung Jin had given to Moyong Gi.
"Where would he get that kind of money? If he had, he wouldn't have asked him for the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus."
"Then?"
"He ate it raw."
So Moogyeol was startled.
"Is he crazy? Why would he eat it raw? Is he crazy about dying?"
So Moogyeol made a fuss and pushed Woonhyun. However, Myung Jin reached out and blocked So Moogyeol.
"Hey! Gi is going to die!"
"He won't die."
"How do you know that? This is really a big deal!"
However, Myung Jin looked at So Moogyeol with indifferent eyes.
"His breathing is still even."
"Huh?"
"His breathing is still even. Nothing will happen."
"Wow..."
So Moogyeol let out a hollow laugh.
"You could hear that?"
Myung Jin nodded slightly.
So Moogyeol's jaw dropped.
"C-crazy..."
The training room of the Guardian Pavilion had paid a lot of attention to soundproofing.
Not only the walls, but also the ebony door was quite thick, so sound did not easily leak out.
So, it was unbelievable that he had caught a faint breath, let alone a loud shout.
Not only So Moogyeol, but also Woonhyun, Cheon Youngyoung, and the others looked at Myung Jin with a disgusted face.
"Is that possible?"
"It is."
Of course, it was not easy. However, if you sharpened your senses and concentrated when it was quiet, it was not impossible to catch it sohow.
So Moogyeol poked Myung Jin's arm.
"Are you even human?"
Myung Jin's face contorted. So Moogyeol flinched and folded his fingers with an embarrassed face.
Zhuge Yeon, who had co to her senses first, stepped forward.
"But shouldn't we still check? It's already been half a month since he's had a al."
Putting aside other problems, the fact that it had already been half a month since he had had a al was on her mind.
Although Myung Jin had appeased his hunger by eating a grain-abstaining pill, Moyong Gi didn't even have that.
That much ti was enough for even a healthy martial artist to beco half-dead.
Myung Jin, as if he was also concerned about that, glanced at Moyong Gi's training room and stared intently.
"Yes. He might really die at this rate. Let's at least check."
Even Woonhyun ca forward to support Zhuge Yeon. Myung Jin's heart wavered a little. However, it was not enough to have confidence yet.
"Then... let's wait just two more days."
"But..."
Zhuge Yeon was dissatisfied with Myung Jin's compromise. However, Cheon Youngyoung stopped Zhuge Yeon.
"Let's do as he says. It's just two days anyway. If sothing was going to happen, it would have happened already."
Zhuge Yeon still had a reluctant face. However, Myung Jin had no intention of moving aside. Zhuge Yeon had no choice but to force herself to nod.
"Alright. Then just two days."
Zhuge Yeon made it clear. Myung Jin obediently nodded.
"I understand."
Zhuge Yeon, who had received Myung Jin's confirmation, still looked at Moyong Gi's training room with a face full of worry.
***
Namgung Seocheon could not sleep a wink all night.
It was not because he was angry, nor was it because he was wronged. It was even less because the wounds he had received from Woonhyun hurt.
'At this rate, I'll never be able to catch up.'
Unlike with Moyong Gi or Myung Jin, where he hadn't even been able to face them properly, he had been able to accurately know his own position through the duel with Woonhyun.
So he felt a sense of crisis. It was because the position that Namgung Seocheon had diagnosed for himself was the bottom.
'If I can't rebound from here...'
Just thinking about it was chilling. It was because he could see himself digging into the ground from what he thought was the bottom and rolling into a deeper underground.
Namgung Seocheon turned his gaze out the window. The darkness that had settled in was slowly receding as if the sun was about to rise. Namgung Seocheon, who had confird that, stood up from his bed.
However, that was as far as it went. His feet did not easily move. It was because sothing he had never experienced in his life was waiting for him.
'But I have to do it, right.'
Namgung Seocheon gritted his teeth and encouraged himself.
He forced his legs, which would not move, to move. He moved carefully on his tiptoes, in case he woke up the sleeping children.
Namgung Seocheon, who had left the Martial Tiger Pavilion, headed straight for the Ascending Dragon Pavilion. However, it was a really difficult thing. As he got closer to the Ascending Dragon Pavilion, his already heavy steps beca heavier. And when he finally reached the front of the Ascending Dragon Pavilion, Namgung Seocheon took a deep breath.
"Hoo..."
Namgung Seocheon, who had hesitated for a mont, forced himself to make up his mind. And then, the mont he was about to force himself to enter the Ascending Dragon Pavilion, he quickly hid his body at the sound of voices coming from inside.
***
Gongson Do chided Baek Unseol.
"You brat, do I have to go around waking you up now?"
"I'm sorry. I went to bed too late yesterday..."
"Why? What happened to the girl who faints as soon as the sun sets?"
"That's... because of Gi..."
Baek Unseol trailed off. However, that was enough for Gongson Do. Gongson Do's brow furrowed.
"Did you go to the Guardian Pavilion at night?"
"...Yes."
Last night too, Baek Unseol had looked for Moyong Gi. However, she had been blocked by Myung Jin without exception. Force did not work, and tears did not work either. This ti too, she had not even been able to see Moyong Gi's collar.
Baek Unseol did not know what the circumstances were. It was because even if she asked, Myung Jin just shook his head. So she was even more frustrated.
Gongson Do clicked his tongue. He wondered if there was a reason to go looking for Moyong Gi in a hurry from dawn.
"Since we're on the subject, let
ask you one thing. Is that guy, Moyong Gi, a guy with his liver out of his stomach?"
"Yes? What are you talking about?"
"If not, how can he endure like this when Senior Brother has called him several tis? Is that sothing a guy with his right mind can do?"
No matter how he thought about it, he was not in his right mind. If he had his way, he wanted to just leave Moyong Gi to die or live. However, he could not just watch as filth was poured on Johwasim's reputation.
'No matter what... this is not it.'
A rumor that his disposition is eccentric?
A rumor that he is a person who cannot be associated with because he is narrow-minded?
If the target was of the sa generation, that much was fine. The martial world was a place where they would just treat it as the whining of a powerless person even if they cursed behind their back.
However, this case was different. Moyong Gi, like Baek Unseol, was a child who was like a disciple. If an accident happened, the degree of criticism would be different.
"Let's go quickly. If it really doesn't work, we'll have to drag him out by force."
There was no more ti. Although he didn't want to, he had to use force. It was not a decision made solely in consideration of Johwasim's reputation. He thought it would also be helpful to that child, Moyong Gi.
As if she had noticed Gongson Do's thoughts, Baek Unseol also had no words.
However, Gongson Do and Baek Unseol could not even cross the threshold of the Ascending Dragon Pavilion and had to stop in their tracks.
"There's no need for that."
Gongson Do and Baek Unseol were startled almost at the sa ti.
"Senior Brother!"
"Master!"
Johwasim, who was looking at the two with a face devoid of his characteristic emotion, opened his mouth in a commanding tone.
"Guide ."
(End of Chapter)
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