Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Just a short while ago, they had been people who were uncomfortable with how to treat Cheon Ha-seong because his status had suddenly become so high. But now, it seemed they didn't even have the capacity to worry about such things.
With a fire at their feet, it was not a situation where how they looked in the eyes of others was important.
“Principal, are you busy? Even if you are, please spare me just a little time. The candidates asked me a question, but I don't know it well. I told them to wait for just half a quarter of an hour and tried to find the answer on my own, but I couldn't figure it out with my own strength.”
Cheon Ha-seong smiled as he listened to the rapid-fire words and asked what it was.
Even in that short time, Head Instructors who wanted to ask similar questions continued to seek him out.
Then, there were some who, after watching Cheon Ha-seong answer someone else, would nod as if that were what they had been curious about and leave.
“So many people are coming that the door is about to fall off its hinges. It might be better to just take it off and hang a beaded curtain.”
It was to the point where someone even said such a thing.
Cheon Ha-seong did not stop the Head Instructors who came to see him in the slightest.
Since it was difficult for him to look after all the candidates himself, it was better to teach the Head Instructors directly and have them look after the candidates.
At first, as if they didn't have high expectations of Cheon Ha-seong, the Head Instructors' questions were also fixed. But as time passed, the level of the questions also rose. And they came to ask even about things they had not even dared to think of asking others.
They had asked in a state of half-belief, not thinking that Cheon Ha-seong would be able to answer. But Cheon Ha-seong explained what they were curious about without difficulty.
Since they were things he too had questioned while mastering the Heaven-Shattering Will Art, it was not difficult for him to answer.
Mastering a single martial art did not mean that one would not have the same questions as others. It meant that one had the same questions, but from there, they could find the answer quickly and pass through that stage rapidly. At least, that was what Cheon Ha-seong thought, and he told the Head Instructors the answers he had found.
“I cannot say this is the correct answer, but this is how I have understood it for now.”
Each of the Head Instructors who heard his words would look at Cheon Ha-seong with a dumbfounded expression.
“How… do you know that, Principal? Did the Cult Leader perhaps tell you?”
He had said it, thinking that if that were the case, it would make sense, but Cheon Ha-seong smiled and shook his head.
“No. The commentary was helpful.”
“And you read the commentary by yourself, without anyone's help, right, Principal?”
Another Head Instructor asked, then quickly shook his head.
“No, Principal. Please do not tell me. I think I will only feel a sense of shame.”
“What is there to feel ashamed about? Now is not the time to be having such thoughts. Please make it your goal to realize it even a little faster, achieve more, and teach the candidates in a way that is even a little easier for them to understand.”
He had just spoken as the words came out of his mouth without thinking, but Cheon Ha-seong immediately gave a warning and said.
Each of the Head Instructors nodded and firmed their resolve.
While talking with Cheon Ha-seong, it was as if they were experiencing a completely new world. It felt as if the world they knew was expanding by the second.
Their lives were no longer boring, and they had no time to think that it was just a continuation of a so-so life.
Looking at the person next to them, they could tell they were not the only ones having such thoughts.
An immense joy filled each person's face.
“Right, Principal. Is it true that you will be having a duel with the Chief Head Instructor?”
When someone asked, Cheon Ha-seong told them it was true.
“But who on earth is the Chief Head Instructor? Everyone is saying this and that, but there is no one who knows for certain.”
When that question came out, the people, who must have been curious anyway, all looked at Cheon Ha-seong in unison.
“If he tells you himself, then you may listen. But I have nothing to say. And I hope you will all focus more on your own training rather than being curious about others.”
At those words, the Head Instructors all nodded.
They had only asked in case he might tell them; it wasn't as if they had desperately wanted to know.
The Head Instructors who had finished their business left the office, but the space they left was filled with new people. It seemed Cheon Ha-seong would not be alone for the time being.
……
Danmok Yeon felt such a tension for the first time in a very long time.
Anyone who saw him would think he was facing a once-in-a-lifetime decisive battle. But thinking about it, it wasn't as if one could easily say that the duel with Cheon Ha-seong did not hold such value.
‘I might have agreed for no reason. Even if that bastard loses to me, he has nothing to lose. But if I lose to him, how will I be able to show my face? No. Showing my face won't be a difficult thing. Right. It's okay to lose. No. What am I thinking now? Does it make sense for me to lose to a greenhorn like that? Even if his accomplishment in the Heaven-Shattering Will Art is high, I am better in other things. So there's no need to be intimidated.’
Countless thoughts flowed freely through Danmok Yeon's head.
He was going over the martial arts he had created.
There were many that he had just created and had not looked at since. His interests were different each time, and if he dug deeply into those, the others were forgotten.
‘It shouldn't be like that. Among the things I've just thrown aside, there must be quite a few that are worth using in a real fight.’
With that thought, Danmok Yeon went over various martial arts again.
‘This is good. Is this really a martial art I made? Why is it so amazing? Why didn't I dig deeper into this?’
At first, he had started it to prepare for the duel with Cheon Ha-seong, but as time passed, his thoughts gradually began to change.
It seemed the time he spent in his room was becoming longer and longer than the time he spent on the training ground.
‘There was even a martial art like this? It must be that I was good at everything except the Heaven-Shattering Will Art. To think that even I didn't know how amazing I was until now.’
He couldn't express how unfair that felt.
He was so engrossed in looking at the martial arts he had created that he did not even know time was passing.
If Cheon Ha-seong had not come to see him before the duel, he would have passed by without even realizing that he had only been looking at his martial arts manuals.
“What are you doing, Senior? I called for you several times, but you did not answer.”
Cheon Ha-seong spoke in advance, thinking that Danmok Yeon would get angry at him later when he realized it.
As he said that, he did approach, but he did not look at the martial arts manual that Danmok Yeon was intently reading. If he had given permission, he wouldn't know, but it was absolutely not permissible to carelessly look at another's martial arts manual.
“The Principal has come? Come over here. These are the martial arts I made before, but I hadn't looked at them. Now that I'm looking at them, they seem quite plausible, so I was just going through them. Some of these, if I touch them up a bit, I think I could teach them to the candidates of the Martial Arts Academy. It would be difficult to immediately imitate the wicked arts I perform, but since these were made in the early stages, I think there will be bastards who can imitate them if I teach them this.”
“Are you saying there is such a martial art?”
Cheon Ha-seong's interest was immediately piqued, and he took a seat next to Danmok Yeon.
Just by glancing at it for a moment, Cheon Ha-seong had grasped most of the content of the martial art. As he did, he too thought it was strange. It was a martial art he had never seen before, but it was because he had gained an eye for new martial arts by mastering the Heaven-Shattering Will Art.
‘Is this possible because it is a martial art of the Divine Cult? Because the martial arts of the Divine Cult are deeply rooted in the Heaven-Shattering Will Art?’
And the fact that Danmok Yeon had changed direction and created a new martial art after trying his utmost to master the Heaven-Shattering Will Art would have also played a part.
“Senior, are talismans very helpful when performing the arts?”
“They are. But it costs a lot of money to make them. The paper to make the talismans is also rare and not easy to obtain, and the same goes for the brush and the ink.”
“If the cult were to support that, could you make them?”
Danmok Yeon had never thought of such a method until now. He had only been thinking of hiding, not of working for the cult while receiving its support.
Cheon Ha-seong also guessed what Danmok Yeon was thinking.
“It is difficult to give a definite answer right now, but I think I can ask the Cult Leader. Wouldn't it be meaningful to use the money the Divine Cult earns to make it stronger? And if the cult is short on money, I think it would be alright to go out to the Central Plains and earn some.”
Danmok Yeon was about to ask by what means, but he shut his mouth. Even if the things Cheon Ha-seong said sounded absurd, it seemed they would all become reality after some time.
Just looking at the incidents he had caused in the few days they had been together, they were all things that were difficult to even imagine before meeting him.
While speaking to Danmok Yeon, Cheon Ha-seong was recalling the story Seo Hyo-eun had told him.
About trying to contact the merchant guilds of the Central Plains to obtain ingredients.
There would be things to import from the Central Plains, but it also seemed there would be many things that could be sold there for a high price.
He didn't know what would have a strong point in the Central Plains, but couldn't he just find out from now on?
Seeing Cheon Ha-seong say nothing and just be lost in his own thoughts, Danmok Yeon felt a sense of anxiety. It was because he had the thought that whenever Cheon Ha-seong opened his mouth after thinking by himself, a torrent of unsettling words would pour out.
“What is it?”
“It is nothing, Senior. Since nothing has been decided for certain right now, I will tell you later.”
“No. I don't think I need to hear it. My mind is in a whirl when I'm with you, Principal. If you've said all you have to say, please go back now. I think I need to look at this a little more.”
Then he looked at Cheon Ha-seong.
“About the duel. I don't think we necessarily have to do it. Right now, it seems more important to examine this than to have a duel.”
“Is that what you think?”
Cheon Ha-seong suddenly became restless, like a puppy that needed to relieve itself.
“What is it? Is there a reason we must have a duel? I heard it was to heighten the insight of the Head Instructors and candidates, but is there another reason besides that?”
“No. That is the reason. It was to heighten the insight of the Divine Cult's martial artists, in addition to the Head Instructors and candidates.”
“Is there something else besides that?”
Cheon Ha-seong finally scratched his head.
“Actually, using the duel as an excuse, I was planning to have people make and sell various things. I was thinking of opening up stalls and having the followers who have recently come to the Divine Cult sell snacks. Looking at them, they have come to the Divine Cult, but it seems they are anxious because they do not know what they should do to live here.”
Danmok Yeon was truly fed up.
He was speechless, wondering if it was possible for someone to be this much of a meddler.
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