The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 99

"Is there anywhere you're uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine. I've been sleeping well since the day I received treatment."

The old lady couldn't be better and praised Mok Wigun repeatedly.

"This is the first time I've seen such a skilled physician. I told the general's residence, but they didn't believe me. So I told them not to regret it later."

It seemed the old lady had boasted a lot here and there. It wasn't a bad thing for Mok Wigun.

"I think I have to go somewhere for a while, so I stopped by to examine you before I go."

"Where are you going? How long will you be there?"

"I'm going to Zhongnan, but I'm not sure how long I'll be there."

The old lady seemed a little sad. But when he said he would come right back after finishing his work, her face relaxed again. At times like this, she was just like a child.

"Then I'll take a look."

He also checked her pulse and looked at various places. As expected, it was clean. Using the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp while treating the cold energy had also helped in many ways. It had even melted away the waste products in her body, making her healthier than before.

"Your condition is very good. You're no less than the young people."

"You're good at joking. Can an old person be compared to a young person?"

Although she said that, she was smiling brightly, so it seemed she didn't dislike it. After finishing all his business like that, he was about to leave to meet the magistrate, but the old lady told him to wait for a moment.

"Wait a minute."

She stood up from her seat and brought something out. It was something wrapped in cloth, and he couldn't tell just by looking.

"Take it."

"What is this?"

The old lady said with a face full of expectation. As if she was boasting.

"Didn't I say I told the general's residence?"

"Yes. You did."

"And then my brother sent this."

And she removed the cloth and showed the item inside. It was a metal plaque, and in the middle, the character 'Seol' was engraved in gold.

"It's the divine plaque of the Seol General's Residence."

The divine plaque of the general's residence was a very precious thing. It was something that only the head of the general's residence could bestow, and it was given when they had received great help or grace. A mark that the general's residence would not forget your grace. The meaning was very different from the divine plaque of a martial sect.

In fact, it was Lady Seol who had pestered her brother to get it. A gift that the great general Seol, who doted on his only younger sister, had given, pretending he couldn't win.

"Thank you. It seems precious, but I wonder if I can accept it."

"Aren't you the benefactor who saved my life? That's enough to deserve to receive it."

She told him to use this if he needed the help of the general's residence.

"You should only use it for important matters. This is a really precious thing. It's not something that is given to just anyone even in the general's residence."

"Thank you. I will cherish it and use it."

"Alright. Then go on. I think the old woman has held you for too long."

Mok Wigun put the divine plaque of the general's residence in his bosom in a daze. As he was about to put it in his bosom, he touched a wooden box. The box containing the luminous pearl.

Although Mok Wigun was detached from wealth, he couldn't store this elsewhere. Not only its value, but it was an item that would make his bone marrow washing possible. So how could he put it somewhere else? So he always carried it in his bosom.

"I've obtained precious things in a row. Is my luck turning?"

There are times like that. When good things happen in a row. That's when luck opens up and life blooms. Mok Wigun walked to meet the magistrate with a happy heart.

"Welcome. It seems your Demon Dragon Manor's reputation is getting better and better."

"Isn't it good to live while helping each other?"

"Is that easy? Knowing the basics is the most difficult thing."

As he said that, the magistrate served tea.

"But what brings you here today?"

"I think I'll be going to Zhongnan for a while, so I'm here to ask for a favor."

"Oh? What kind of favor are you asking for?"

Mok Wigun mentioned the Demon Dragon Manor.

"I'm a little worried while I'm away."

"Oh dear. Do you not trust your subordinates?"

"No, that's not it."

The seven executives of the Light Wind Unit are at the peak level. Most of the members are first-rate masters. They are not at a level to be easily defeated by military force. But it's hard to say they are invincible.

"You know, right? That the Huashan Sect holds a grudge."

"That's true. Shameless bastards. To come out with such a brazen attitude after doing such a thing."

But it was a world where such things were too common. A world where you can do anything if you have power. So he's worried.

What if the Huashan Sect mobilizes its masters and makes a surprise attack? If they train a little more and learn the formations, he won't have such worries. But now is a time when more time is needed.

"So I'm asking for a favor."

The magistrate organized his thoughts while drinking tea.

'Huashan is aiming for it. Those guys are thinking of making this area their sphere of influence, but if that happens, I'll be tired.'

A mere martial sect is trying to be above him, an official of the imperial court. When all the masters of the government office had died, he had thought he would have to make a concession, but not now.

Masters had arrived from the general's residence. And that was largely thanks to Mok Wigun. The magistrate, after considering various aspects, concluded that it was also advantageous to him to grant Mok Wigun's request.

"Is that so? Alright. Then I'll take care of it until you return."

"Thank you. Magistrate."

"What are you talking about? I can't even grant this much when my mother has recovered thanks to you."

The magistrate said he would even have the masters of the government office stationed there.

"There are new masters, so I don't think it would be bad for them to stay there and interact with each other."

"I didn't wish for that much."

"No. No. The new masters were also curious. Isn't it the Light Wind Unit that caught the single-horned great serpent and the human-faced spider? They said they wanted to check their skills."

All martial artists would be like that. If there is a strong opponent, they want to have a match once.

"If you do that, I think I can go with peace of mind. Thank you again."

"Now I feel a little lighter because it feels like I've repaid the favor a little."

As expected, it's convenient in many ways if you create a good relationship. Mok Wigun finished his talk with the magistrate like that and returned to the Demon Dragon Manor.

And he announced that the masters of the government office would be staying with them for a while.

"Then how much should we reveal?"

Dan Bulseok asked. If they are together, they will also see the training, so what should he do if they ask?

"They won't know just by looking anyway. It doesn't matter if they see, but we won't tell them the details."

"I will do so. And is it okay to have a spar or something?"

"Of course. What would martial artists do? Would they drink tea and chat?"

Mok Wigun told them to have a spar as much as they wanted.

"The martial arts of the government office are also different from those of the martial world. Think of it as a good opportunity and learn."

If there's something to learn, learn whatever it is. That was the reason why Mok Wigun had become strong in that other world. But as he was talking about that, a message suddenly came from Pyon Juksu.

- Hey. It's a big problem.

- What is it?

He wouldn't have said it was a big problem for just any ordinary matter. Mok Wigun felt his heart sink. And the creepy sensation he had felt earlier came to mind.

- Daoist Master Pung is injured.

- What? Why Daoist Master Pung?

- It's serious. I'll somehow keep him alive, so come quickly. It's urgent!

Mok Wigun immediately stood up from his seat and ran out. Dan Bulseok said something from behind, but he couldn't hear it.

He was the person who had made him feel warm and comfortable for the first time after coming to this world. It was Pung Oksan who had made him laugh instead of his family, who had only made him feel dirty and annoyed when he was with them.

A person who had worried about him, asking if he was hurt, even though he himself was having a hard time. Although he was not family, it was Pung Oksan who had made him feel more warmth than his family. Mok Wigun ran to the magistrate.

"What's the matter again after just seeing me?"

"Magistrate. Please lend me a horse."

The magistrate didn't say anything else at Mok Wigun's appearance, which was different from usual.

"It seems to be an urgent matter."

"It's a matter of life and death."

Why is that? Do you know how to ride a horse? He could have asked such things, but he didn't at all. The magistrate hurriedly called a person and ordered him to prepare a horse.

"Go quickly."

"Thank you."

When he went outside, a horse was ready. Mok Wigun got on the horse and immediately spurred it. And he ran towards Mount Zhongnan like a madman.

* * *

Mok Wigun ran without sleeping or eating. When the horse got tired and collapsed in the middle, he abandoned the horse and used his lightness skill to arrive at Zhongnan.

- I've arrived. Where are you?

Mok Wigun immediately contacted Pyon Juksu.

"This way."

Since it was dawn, he couldn't feel any presence. If it were a normal martial sect, there would be at least a disciple on guard duty, but the Zhongnan Sect didn't even have such a person. Looking at the dark buildings of the Zhongnan Sect, the feeling of a declining sect was clearly felt.

Kkiiik

The main gate opened, and Pyon Juksu appeared. He guided Mok Wigun with a serious expression.

"How is his condition?"

"I'm somehow keeping him from dying."

When Pyon Juksu said that, it meant it was almost the worst. It meant that even he had no way to save him. To think that even the so-talented Pyon Juksu's best was just to keep him from dying.

"Ah..."

When he opened the door and went inside, Mok Wigun couldn't help but doubt his eyes. It was to the point where he didn't think what was in front of his eyes was a person.

Crushed and broken here and there. It was not a human form. It was a form where it was amazing that he was even breathing.

"Who was it?"

Mok Wigun asked in a voice that felt eerie.

"I don't know. They ran away after making him like this, and they couldn't find them. If I had stepped in, I might have caught them, but I was treating him..."

Mok Wigun closed his eyes. And he took a deep breath.

'I have to be calm. For now, I have to save him.'

He calmed his mind. If he gets excited, he can't save Daoist Master Pung Oksan. So he has to regain his composure. As he repeated that, Mok Wigun calmed his mind.

And he opened his eyes again. Still a gruesome form. But he could see more detailed things than before.

"How is it? Can you save him?"

Pyon Juksu asked. Mok Wigun also couldn't easily answer. It was because his condition was too bad.

"Wait a minute. I think I'll know after I take a look."

Mok Wigun bit his lip and examined Daoist Master Pung Oksan's body. Because he has to accurately grasp the condition to be able to treat him. He also checked his pulse and put in his internal energy to check the internal condition.

Mok Wigun's expression, who was checking the condition, gradually hardened. It was much worse than he had thought. It was a state where it wouldn't be strange if he died right away.

"How is it?"

Pyon Juksu asked with a worried expression. Mok Wigun thought for a long time and then answered.

"I can save him."

(End of Chapter)