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Chapter 369 : Chapter 369
Vol 2 Chapter 9. Another New Pushover in My Life (2)
Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.
He was a figure who revealed himself suddenly as if he fell from the sky 50 years ago.
His sect was unclear, and the origin of the martial arts he used was also unrecognizable.
However, the certain thing was that he was strong.
Actually, when he first appeared, the Jianghu didn't pay much attention.
The Jianghu is wide, and sometimes a master comes out from a mysterious sect of one-man inheritance and distinguishes themselves in the Jianghu.
But it's all temporary.
Eventually, as time passes, the gilding peels off and the limits of skill are bound to be revealed.
But the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor was different.
As soon as he appeared, he single-handedly destroyed the Six Ghost Gang, which was a big shot of the Unorthodox Faction, and took over that power.
He single-handedly destroyed a huge force comparable to the Nine Sects One Gang.
He destroyed large and small Unorthodox sects around him and expanded his power.
Several forces, wary of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor expanding power relentlessly, allied and attacked him.
But no one could stop the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.
Eventually, when he took over more than thirty sects, he rallied all of them into one and created a sect.
It was the beginning of the Hegemon Blade Sect.
Also, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor naturally became the Supreme of the Unorthodox Faction.
The Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor, who virtually placed the Unorthodox forces under his control in a short period, didn't stop there.
He declared war against the Murim Alliance.
Everyone thought it was reckless.
At the time, the Murim was in a state where the Orthodox Faction was strong, and the Murim Alliance was exerting dominance reaching 80% of the entire Jianghu.
They thought the possibility of the Hegemon Blade Sect winning against such a Murim Alliance was nil.
Even if the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor’s martial arts reached the sky, at best a draw would be the limit.
That was the general opinion of gossepers.
But the result was different.
The Hegemon Blade Sect led by the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor won the war against the Murim Alliance.
Including the Murim Alliance Leader, more than half of the Sect Leaders of the Nine Sects One Gang and Clan Heads of the Five Great Clans had their heads fly off.
Eventually, the Murim Alliance surrendered completely to the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.
Due to this, the Hegemon Blade Sect ascended to the Number One Sect of the Unorthodox Faction and the Number One Sect Under Heaven.
Also, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor himself naturally made his name as the Number One Person Under Heaven….
***
"Oh myyy…. I'm going crazy. Going crazy."
What? Why?
What is so uncomfortable again.
Patrick, who was listening to Mun Yul’s explanation, spoke with an expression of burning anger.
"Number One Person Under Heaven?"
"…Yes."
"An Unorthodox trifle?"
"The Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor is not a figure to be evaluated just as Unorthodox…."
"Unorthodox is Unorthodox, right? Then is he Orthodox?"
"That is…."
No. That's not it but….
No, still he is the Number One Person Under Heaven.
But is treating him like a trifle because he is Unorthodox acceptable? Shouldn't one have emotions like respect or awe as a fellow martial artist?
In front of Mun Yul thinking so, Patrick clicked his tongue and said.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's the end of the world. End of the world. How does an Unorthodox bastard become the Number One Person Under Heaven? Oh my, how embarrassing."
"……."
"If I was there, we wouldn't have seen such a dirty sight. Tsk…. Anyway, this damn Jianghu doesn't rotate properly without me. Pathetic things."
"……."
Mun Yul thought for a moment and continued.
"Whether the affiliation is Orthodox or Unorthodox, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor’s martial power was truth."
"Yeah. Still Unorthodox."
"Even the Murim Alliance Leader of the time couldn't defeat him."
"The Alliance Leader must have been filthy weak."
"He is even a figure who challenged and broke through Shaolin’s 108 Arhat Formation alone."
"…Uh? Really?"
This surprised Patrick slightly too.
In the days of Radiant Dragon Great Master, Patrick challenged many things that he himself thought were reckless.
And he succeeded in almost all of them.
But there were a few failures among those challenges, and one of them was exactly Shaolin’s 108 Arhat Formation.
"He… does seem to have some skill?"
Patrick adjusted his evaluation of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor upward.
If he broke through the 108 Arhat Formation alone, his martial power had to be viewed as just below the Four Great Grandmasters at minimum.
‘Wait, then perhaps….’
Patrick spoke to Mun Yul with a serious expression.
"Where can I see that guy called Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor?"
"You can't see him."
"It's fine. Just say the location, and I can go, beat everything up, and drag him out."
"It's not that, you really can't see him. Because he died 20 years ago."
"Huh? Due to what?"
"We don't know the reason. Just…."
Mun Yul calmly explained what he knew from rumors.
"20 years ago, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor died suddenly, and after that, the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor’s disciples…."
"Caused internal strife among themselves and split the Hegemon Blade Sect into dozens of pieces?"
"Uh? How do you know?"
"Unorthodox kids are obvious, aren't they?"
Patrick spoke as if it was obvious without looking.
Unlike the Orthodox Faction that values cause and tradition, the Unorthodox Faction is a place that moves only by the law of survival of the fittest.
It was the physiology of the Unorthodox Faction that if the tiger vacates the mountain, wolves immediately bite each other.
"Ahem, thanks to that, the Orthodox Faction which lived suppressed by the Hegemon Blade Sect could breathe a little."
"Hmm…."
"However, the current Jianghu is still Unorthodox-dominant."
"Mmm…."
"Even though there is no Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor, the disciples he left behind are also sufficient to be called strongmen of the Jianghu."
"Mmmmmmm…."
Listening to Mun Yul’s explanation, Patrick seemed to be contemplating something repeatedly.
Then looking at Persona, he said.
"Doesn't seem like it, right?"
"Probably not. They say he died."
"Right. Then he must be just one of the Unorthodox bastards who lived like a storm and went commonly."
Patrick turned off his attention to the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.
Whether it is Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor or Green Onion Salad Soup, if he already died, there is no possibility that the guy is that.
Then, no need to care….
"It's not a matter to evaluate like thaaat!"
Mun Yul shouted as if his insides were exploding seeing such Patrick.
But Patrick didn't even care.
He yawned long and said towards Mun Yul.
"Yul-a. Yul-a. From now on, listen to the words of this great and handsome Bong-gong carving them into your bones."
Then Mun Yul flared up.
"Why must I listen to your words? I am solely Master’s disciple. Even if you are…."
At that moment when the seed of resistance was about to sprout inside Mun Yul….
"How dare you, Yul, you rascal!"
Master Go Seok-hyeon scolded Mun Yul sternly.
"Where do you dare open your mouth when the great elder of the sect is speaking? Did I teach you like that?"
"Master… That's not it but…."
"How dare you, this guy still?!"
"……."
"Must this master really lift the cane…. Cough…."
As Go Seok-hyeon burst into rage with a body that hadn't recovered yet, eventually Mun Yul prostrated flatly.
"I apologize. Master. The disciple was wrong."
"Cough cough…. Ahem, apologize to Bong-gong, not me. Hurry!"
Then Mun Yul bowed his head politely towards Patrick and said.
"The disciple committed a mistake. Please forgive me. Bong-gong."
Then Patrick smiled benevolently and said.
"It's fine. It's fine. Of course, it is true you made a mistake. An obvious fact."
"……."
"But since I am so merciful and generous, I will gladly forgive your blatant mistake."
"……."
"How is it? Grateful, right? Does the grace of the sect elder just pierce deeply into your bones?"
"……."
What is this? This feeling of insides twisting like Dragon Scale Whirlwind unfolding? To Mun Yul whose lips were protruding sharply, Master Go Seok-hyeon shouted.
"Ho? Yul, you rascal! Can you not answer immediately?"
"…I thank Bong-gong for his generosity."
Really sad.
Still, what can he do?
Master tells him to do it.
At Mun Yul’s words, Patrick hung the corners of his mouth on his ears and giggled, saying.
"Kuh, right. This is it, exactly this. This Confucian boomer mindset where seniority solves everything. truly missed it."
The way of Confucius and Mencius is dead.
No, it's worse than that.
Because it is being abused by the devil.
***
Still, Mun Yul didn't give up and continued to explain the danger of the Blood Saber Sect.
But there was no way Patrick would care.
"Enough. Enough. It's just Unorthodox anyway."
"That…."
"If they come, we can just beat them up then."
"……."
Persuasion is a rational and reasonable method occurring between person and person.
But it didn't work on the devil at all.
Eventually, giving up on persuasion and despairing, Mun Yul drooped with strength draining from his shoulders.
And Patrick said.
"Rather than greenhorns called Blood Saber Sect or whatever, what is important now is for our Twin Dragon Sect to stand up firmly again."
"Mm…."
"For that, we, more strictly speaking, you Mun Yul must become strong."
"Indeed, Bong-gong’s words are correct."
Sect Leader Go Seok-hyeon agreed fiercely with Patrick’s words.
And Mun Yul also raised his head stealthily and nodded slightly.
‘What is this? This extremely common-sense and correct speech?’
Thinking about it, this is correct.
In principle, no matter what threat comes from outside, if the Twin Dragon Sect stands firm and recovers the power of its golden age, it can sufficiently protect its place.
In the first place, isn't the Jianghu a place dominated by the law of survival of the fittest?
But for that….
‘I have to become strong?’
Mun Yul spoke cautiously.
"The disciple is lacking a lot."
"Yeah. I know too."
"……."
This gentleman….
Although it hasn't been long since they met, he started to feel that the Bong-gong in front of his eyes was definitely not a normal person.
No, he could be certain.
To Mun Yul with a sullen expression, Patrick said.
"But you see. Whether your aptitude is lacking or excellent, such things don't matter at all."
"……."
"Such things are problems so trivial they are insignificant."
"……."
Patrick looked at Mun Yul with stern eyes and said.
"You are a disciple of the great Twin Dragon Sect and the only direct disciple of the Sect Leader. Meaning, it is natural for you to become strong."
"But I am still young and lacking."
"Young, huh…. Hmph."
At Mun Yul’s words, Patrick looked at the sky, sighed deeply, and said.
"How old are you?"
"I am fifteen now."
"Right. Fifteen."
"Yes. That is… Ack!"
Smack!
Eventually, he got hit once.
He didn't know what or how he was hit, but to the crown of Mun Yul’s head who was wrapping his head, Patrick spoke as if breathing fire.
"Hey rascal! At that age, you should be thinking of supporting Master and serving him comfortably. Lacking? Lackiiiiing?!"
"Yes? Ah… That is…."
"If you are lacking, so what? Does life end then? Where are you making excuses?! Huh?"
"……."
"I, you rascal, from age ten, for the sect, and for the family, earned money myself, beat up Unorthodox factions, sliced King Ogres… Uh! I did everything! Rascal!"
"……."
This is all true.
"Ow…. Thinking about it again makes me pissed."
Patrick spoke as if burning up.
That intense past where he moved himself and ran around busily because he couldn't leave the pushover acts of Master and Father alone.
Just thinking about it made tears seem to come out.
But what? A guy who ate fifteen years is young and lacking so he can't do it? Can't do it?
This is sloth, negligence, and dereliction of duty.
Patrick said with a straight face.
"From tomorrow, I will take care of your training."
"Yes. What does that…."
"Sect Leader will also permit it, right?"
"Of course."
"No, Master!"
Mun Yul tried to object fiercely.
Although there was no basis, his survival instinct was warning fiercely that he shouldn't receive training under that human called Bong-gong. But….
"Hohoho. If Bong-gong bestows teachings directly to my disciple, it is an honor."
Go Seok-hyeon already permitted it.
Then for the disciple Mun Yul, there could be no such thing as the right to refuse.
Patrick glared as if to eat Mun Yul up and said.
"Hehehe. You can look forward to it."
"……."
"No matter what means I use, I will make you a master."
"……."
"No· mat· ter· what· means."
What is it? Usually, one should be happy if someone says they will make them a master, but why am I so anxious?
‘Sh… Should I run away?’
Mun Yul contemplated leaving the Twin Dragon Sect for the first time.
***
Next day.
As soon as Mun Yul woke up in the morning, he came out to the training ground.
In the training ground, Senior Sister was already waiting for him.
Bong-gong was not seen.
Mun Yul sighed a sigh of relief inwardly.
"Senior Sister, did you wake up?"
"Yeah. Good morning. Junior Brother."
Looking at the Senior Sister smiling brightly, Mun Yul thought.
‘Is Senior Sister perhaps a fairy?’
When can I see such a peerless beauty again in my life?
Although they say there are many women famous as flowers in the Jianghu, Mun Yul was certain they would be a drop in the bucket in front of Senior Sister.
And Persona said.
"Master has business so I will oversee Junior Brother’s training today."
"Senior Sister will, you mean?"
"Yeah. It's just basic training so it's sufficient for me to do it. You can follow well, right?"
"Yes. Of course."
Mun Yul answered vigorously.
Then Persona nodded and said.
"Good. Then first, drill grou…, no, ten laps of the training ground. Start!"
"Ten laps?"
"Why, is it hard? Should I reduce it a little?"
"No. This much is just…."
Mun Yul smirked.
Although the Twin Dragon Sect’s manor is on the wider side, ten laps of the training ground were nothing.
Mun Yul, who was very tense because they said they would put him through hell training from today, relaxed.
‘This much is easy.’
"Then I will start."
"Yeah. Do your best."
And the moment Mun Yul took one step into the training ground….
Thud!
"Kugh…."
Suddenly his steps became heavy.
As if his body weight became several times heavier.
"Se… Senior Sister, this is?"
"I laid a magic circle in the training ground. I raised the gravity to five times normal."
"Th… What does that…."
"Can't understand?"
"My knowledge is lacking so…."
"Right. Then just don't understand."
"……."
"Junior Brother just needs to run."
"……."
"Very easy, right?"
Mun Yul swallowed dry saliva.
Suddenly the beautiful Senior Sister started looking like a Rakshasa, not a fairy.
Like that, the gates of hell opened.