< Episode 29 Wi So-yeon (3) >
“I apologize but I will politely decline that offer.”
I thought it would be accepted but it was an unexpected rejection.
Wei Shao-yeon Hui Zhou’s third disciple raised one eyebrow and asked in an incomprehensible tone.
“Why?”
“There is no big reason.”
“Is there no reason?”
“yes. “If I had to look for a reason it’s because I have a personality that hates conflict.”
“Do you hate conflict?”
She snorted at these words of Neck Cultivation.
Even though it is said that the owner of that kind of personality took the initiative does he stick around to the end and take advantage?
In his judgment this person named Mok Gyeong-un is not a person who dislikes conflict.
Depending on the situation he could create as many disputes as he wanted.
But rejecting it for this reason…
‘Are you trying not to get involved with me who is the weakest among the successors?’
That’s what she decided.
The structure within the Cheonjihoe was already clear.
The great disciple Na Yu-ryang and the second disciple Jang Neung-ak secured nearly 40% and 30% of support respectively.
In contrast she is only between 10% and 200% at best.
She has quickly risen to a level comparable to Jang Neung-eok with her incredible talent but she is still pushed out of power.
‘Because coming under my wing is the same as rejecting everyone else.’
It wasn’t that I didn’t understand.
However it wasn’t that long ago that she accepted her power to range from 10% to 20%.
That’s why Soyeon above was confident.
‘…At least there is a good chance as long as the neutral forces are united under one umbrella.’
From that perspective Mok Gyeong-un was a desirable talent.
Although I liked his inaction and cunning I could say that his current situation was optimal.
Mok Gyeong-un is approaching the final gate of Sihyeolgok.
In this situation if he passes the final hurdle as the top student he is given the option to enter as a disciple of any of the executives present that day.
What if this kind of Mok Gyeong-un becomes his subordinate and becomes a disciple of an official who is not under his control?
The corners of Wei Xiaoyeon’s mouth twitched.
That was her real aim.
‘It’s an opportunity that doesn’t come around often.’
To this she said:
“Even if you hate conflict there will definitely come a time when you have to make a choice.”
“….”
“I am not of immediate use but rather an investment for future growth but there are already plenty of great talents by my side.”
“….”
“Do you think the choice you make then will be a big opportunity for you?”
At her words Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes lit up.
He had seen people qualified to become successors at a place called Yeonmok Geomjang but it was nothing compared to that.
Regardless of her gender she certainly had what it takes to become the head of a group.
Even if she doesn’t speak long words she has the power to attract anyone.
but
“Wouldn’t it still be an opportunity for someone who desperately needs you?”
Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words Wei Xiaoyeon let out a long sigh.
Even though she was still only a cadet at Shihyeolgok and had no special position she personally asked to be hired but she refused.
She was truly unique.
But Mok Gyeong-un’s last words come back to me.
‘A person who is still desperately needed at that time….’
It sounds like this.
Even if it’s not necessarily now you will be valuable at any moment.
When she hears that her eyes narrow as she looks at her neck.
Is she confident in herself?
After looking at her for a while she soon parted her lips and spoke in a slightly sullen voice.
“I think you are the first person not even the executives to make me resign without any results.”
“I’m even more sorry for saying that.”
“good. Let’s wait and see if it turns out as he promised.”
“We will do our best to meet your expectations.”
Mok Gyeong-un responded to Wi So-yeon’s words with a light nod.
“ah!”
Then she came close to Mok Gyeong-un whispered something in his ear and then immediately jumped down from her upper floor onto the lightweight new type.
-Poof!
“I will talk to Danju Yang and the person waiting outside as promised so I think the examination has begun again from now on.”
With that she walked out of her reporting as if her business was done.
At this Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and turned his head.
“You!”
There Ye Weishen was glaring at Mu Qingyun with burning eyes.
The look on her face made it seem as if she was jealous.
No she was doing it.
‘Whispering to a guy like that?’
I’m really angry.
Ye Weishen gritted his teeth and said.
“…What did the young lady say to you just now?”
“If you thought it was okay to say it you would have said it out loud right?”
“what?”
“Why don’t you follow along? “I think I’ll lose my master at this rate.”
Hearing these words from Mo Qingyun Ye Weishen raised her body up and gave her her own sword that had fallen on the floor.
She then spoke as if she was going to swing at any moment.
“bouncer. “I’m just going to see the young lady today but…”
“Don’t say the cliché that you will regret it someday but just go when they are being generous.”
“You bastard!”
Ye Weishen was so upset for a moment that he almost swung his sword.
With her superhuman patience she endured this within one hour.
She had no choice but to quietly retreat because it was difficult for her to deal with the aftermath if she caused any more accidents or even damaged those non-level documents.
-Wow!
“You will regret not accepting her offer.”
-Sreung!
With these words she thrust her sword and tried to retreat.
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to him.
“I forgot to tell you.”
“what?”
“Please pay me back later if you owe me your life.”
“…What nonsense are you talking about? “He poured his heart out and bargained to get the young lady’s identity card.”
“I just passed it on.”
“Go over? what….”
“As expected you are mistaken. Even though the young lady went to the extent of paying the price of Yuyamu’s life to save you there was no change in the fact that she said that if she opened her mouth she would be subject to summary punishment in order to keep her word.”
‘!?’
At those words Ye Wishen’s expression hardened.
* * *
After leaving the report to Ye Weishen Mo Qingyun heard Qingling’s voice in his ears.
-Why didn’t you do as you told me to do?
“iced coffee. “Whether you’re serious or not are you going to pretend to bow down and become the servant of that woman who seems to be the third disciple?”
Cheongryeong told Mok Gyeong-un to become her subordinate.
That way she would be able to settle inside more quickly and make contact with the higher-ups.
-okay.
“well. “I don’t think it’s time for that yet.”
-at the time? Do you think an opportunity like this will come easily?
“Is there any guarantee that the opportunity that comes once will not come again?”
-If an opportunity seems like it will come easily don’t call it an opportunity.
“It seems like you have a lot of regrets.”
-I’m not saying this in terms of regret but because even if it’s difficult right now if you take that living woman’s body you can speed up the time even more.
She became greedy for the body of Soyeon above who looked just like hers.
She even felt as if her dead body had come back to life.
Mok Gyeong-un said this.
“As expected I coveted that body. “But we don’t look much alike but we look quite similar. Could it be that he is a descendant of Cheongnyeong?”
-…I have no descendants. The wedding ended up being… no we couldn’t have it so what kind of nonsense are you talking about?
“How do I know whether Cheongnyeong is married or has children? “They always avoid talking about it saying it’s not the right time.”
-joy!
She snorted at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
She was already offended by her sarcasm having lost her chance by not following through on her own words.
‘I guess it’s disappointing.’
Mok Kyung-un chuckled without revealing it.
In fact she thought that Cheongnyeong would naturally covet Soyeon’s body.
She had an appearance that most closely resembled her own life and she had the strongest inaction among the women I had ever met.
It was even more strange that she didn’t feel greedy.
However Mok Gyeong-un did not do that.
She said ‘I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s right for me to lay my hand on it unless it’s a sure hand.’
Her goal that Mok Gyeong-un wants to achieve first is revenge.
The immediate goal was to find out whether the person named Gwigeom was the real culprit who killed her grandfather and if so to take revenge.
However if you become a subordinate of the third disciple of the head of the Heaven and Earth Association right now you will be at odds with the remaining successors and those who follow him.
‘Is there any need to go so hard?’
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom said that the most likely successor was the great disciple Na Yulyang.
It is said that among the 40% of the forces there are King Mujang Seouncho a member of Palseong (八星) who is said to be the highest leader in the central plains a member of King Wu a member of Samjongju and two executives of Sagokju.
It is said that the trend has tilted considerably due to this.
[If Great Disciple Na Yu-ryang gains the support of another member of the Five Kings who has received the title of Eight Saints and remains neutral the position of successor will likely be solidified.]
In that case there was no need for him to go under Soyeon’s control.
Mok Gyeong-un wanted a certain loss rather than a possible one so he thought that if he had to go under someone it would be better to aim for Na Yulyang who was the closest successor.
‘Island Dog King.’
Currently he is in a neutral position not supported by anyone and is the only one within the Heaven and Earth Association who is alive even after confronting the Ghost Sword.
Mok Kyung-un passed the final hurdle and attempted to become his disciple.
All you have to do is become a disciple of Baek Sa-ha the king of island poisons find out his secrets and try to contact Na Yu-ryang who is closest to Hoe-ju’s position.
This was the plan Mok Kyung-un had in mind.
Mok Gyeong-un whispered to Cheongryeong who was feeling uncomfortable.
“So you’re not going to help me?”
-…Damn sentient being.
He only asks for help when he needs it.
Anyway I really don’t like it.
* * *
Mok Gyeong-woon who had earned one more city visit leisurely looked through the non-critical books on the third floor.
The words were just skimming over and I was in a trance becoming one with the original writings and absorbing them at a rapid pace.
This could be said to be an incredible talent that other martial artists do not have.
As he read the secret books Mok Gyeong-un’s insight and perspective on martial arts broadened and his experience increased as if he had practiced numerous martial arts.
Here Cheongryeong discovered something interesting.
‘This guy’s body…’
Mok Gyeong-un is in a trance.
I could see Mokgyeongun’s muscles changing little by little in real time.
It was a very subtle change so you wouldn’t know it unless you watched closely but Cheongryeong was able to discover it because of a phenomenon while Mo Kyung-un was in a trance.
It was sweat.
‘sweat?’
It wasn’t on the second floor but sweat was rolling down Mok Gyeong-un’s face as he looked at the emergency report in the report room on the third floor.
Even his clothes became wet with sweat.
While I was wondering why I suddenly noticed that the muscles in my wrist were shaking very slightly and their density was changing.
‘under….’
It was amazing.
She too had heard it once.
A strong will and spirit sometimes have a great impact on the body.
For example there is such an anecdote.
Water from a teapot was suddenly poured on someone and the person got burned.
But what is surprising is that the water is not hot water but cold water.
As a result I burned my body simply by thinking strongly that it was hot.
‘I can’t believe this has materialized to this extent. This guy is really…’
It doesn’t look like a human.
Just by immersing yourself in the secret book and becoming one with it in your mind it has an effect on your body and causes changes in your muscles.
Is this possible?
There is a time limit so the number will eventually be limited as well but what would happen if this guy decides to take the time to read all the non-critical books here in Vigo?
‘I’m curious.’
It was at that time.
-Charak! widely!
Mok Gyeong-un finished reading the secret book and closed it.
Then he put it on the bookshelf and then turned his head to the side.
-Next…
“wait a minute.”
-Why are you doing that?
“It bothered me earlier but I think I can definitely hear it from over there.”
-excuse me?
The place where Mok Gyeong-un looks.
There was another small cavity formed near the corner of the third floor.
There seemed to be bookshelves inside with non-critical books on them.
‘Red line?’
A red line was drawn in front of it.
[ah. And there is a place with a red line and if possible do not enter there.]
[yes?]
[Before there… No. You don’t need to know that much but if you cross the red line anyway you’ll see something very scary. So don’t ignore my warning.]
Reporter Yang Mu-won’s warning about sobriety came to mind.
I guess that’s the place he was talking about.
‘It’s scary…’
-hmm. That red line doesn’t seem like anything ordinary.
Mok Gyeong-un also agreed with Cheongryeong’s words.
When white rice and salt are ground together in red ink and used together it acts as a barrier.
In that case it is possible to cut off around the line.
“I’m curious.”
-You seem to be curious.
“I heard a noise inside.”
-sound?
Inside the wooden doll she could not hear distant sounds.
That’s why she asked.
-What are you hearing?
“You’ll find out when you get there.”
Mo Kyung-un secretly looked towards the common entrance below.
There was no one there.
In fact he was the one who came inside earlier and looked at about 30 volumes of non-private books that had been cut in half by Ye Weishen and went out with a half-fazed expression on his face.
Since there are no eyes watching I think it would be okay to look around for a while.
-Sigh!
Mu Qingyun passed the red line and entered the small cavity.
-Kurrrrrrr!
-ah! Can you hear this?
She said as if the young man knew.
As she entered one of her bookshelves was shaking hard enough for her to hear.
At the very top of the bookshelf there was no non-class book and there was a wooden box rolled up.
-Sneaking!
A strange energy was flowing from there.
This is exactly what Mo Gyeong-un saw in his eyes.
“…I see.”
-Hey?
It was not the energy of the dead.
The ominous energy emanating from that scroll was a magical energy that could only be felt from Immaemangryang.
Mo Gyeong-un approached it.
-Sneaking!
‘It’s bizarre.’
The average person wouldn’t feel it but why were these items placed here?
Aren’t there even evangelists within the Cheonjihoe?
At that time a voice came to Mok Gyeong-un’s ears.
-Jeong-ah. Jeonga.
‘!?’
The moment he heard this voice Mo Kyung-un’s expression hardened.
It’s none other than
“grandfather?”
It was the voice of my dead grandfather.
What on earth is going on?
Why can I hear my grandfather’s voice coming from that box?
-Jeong-ah… Jeong-ah… Please help me with this expense.
“grandfather?”
-Jeong… It’s so frustrating.
This was a grandfather whose voice was undeniable from the way he spoke his name.
At that time words poured into my ears.
-conflict!
Mok Kyung-un immediately frowned.
-Come to your senses. I was talking about Grandpa and Grandpa earlier and I think I’m hearing hallucinations.
“Couldn’t you hear the spirit?”
-at all.
“Ahh. “Then I guess I’m hallucinating.”
-I guess it wasn’t just a hallucination or something?
“That can’t be right.”
Mo Gyeong-un was extremely rational.
The only thing I was wondering about was that I couldn’t understand how it could have called his grandfather’s voice or his true name without even making contact.
-I don’t get swayed by auditory hallucinations like that for no reason….
It was right then.
-Damn ghosts and such are interfering with the main event!
This was clearly audible.
The young man too must have heard this and muttered in an expression of absurdity.
-A damn bastard? How dare this….
I was about to get angry when a voice came from the wooden box.
-Human. Open the wooden box. If so I will grant the wish of the person who rules over the assassination.
At this Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and muttered.
“You’re selling drugs too openly.”
< Episode 29 Wi So-yeon (3) > end
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