Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 5

Episode 5. Sorcerer

[This is the result of the DB system search.]

Name: Mysterious sword

Classification: Level 3

Series: Close-range sword

Attribute: Ice sword Causes slowdown or stiffness according to attribute (Ability value depends on level) Attribution)

Characteristics: The strange sword with its strange appearance is actually the last famous sword made by Yeom Byeong-eun, who was a former slave in the North Sea Ice Palace and rose to the rank of a famous general, before his death about 150 years ago. ‘Seolwon-gyeong’, the palace lord of the North Sea Ice Palace, which was in decline at the time, played an active role with this ‘Myohando’ and contributed to making the North Sea Ice Palace a powerful force in the world again. After Seol Won-gyeong died, the later palace lord, ‘Seol Gachang’, buried ‘Myohando’ along with his father’s body in the ice tomb. Afterwards, rumors abounded in Gangho that the ice tomb had been stolen by grave robbers, but the North Sea Ice Palace has not officially confirmed anything about it.]

Oh no. This unique aspect of the system….

‘So, the system’s DB contains a list of sacred objects called ‘100 eight wonders’ and their small stories.’

Perhaps this was a consideration of the system to ensure that important items were not overlooked.

Han Ibi quickly found a knife from the man’s waist and lifted it up.

‘Hic. It’s small, but it’s very heavy.’

It was like that.

It was very heavy.

It was less than half the size of a regular sword…

At that time, a cheerful melody of ‘ding dong’ was heard.

‘What is this again?’

A change was seen in the status window.

Among the hundred and eight cases, the ‘Mysterious Island’ icon lit up.

Han Ibi’s eyes opened brightly.

It seems that there was a separate storage area for the Baek8giyeon.

‘This is a collection, right?’

As expected, it is a system that has everything.

Anyway, looking at that handsome sword body, it seems that the former lord of the North Sea Ice Palace, ‘Seol Won-gyeong’, was a very stocky person.

But…

‘How could a single assassin group have this kind of treasure?’

Then a thought occurred to me again.

‘These guys… aren’t they guys with something? Even though it hit that strange old man in an instant, maybe the old man was too strong… Also, seeing as how Myeongsaek destroyed the martial arts clan in an instant, I wonder if they aren’t ordinary people.’

Han Ibi felt good because she felt like she had somehow made a windfall.

‘But where should I store this heavy thing?’

Han Ibi decided to keep Myohando in her arms for now.

Because in martial arts novels, you have to be good at keeping things in your arms.

But….

‘Huh? After putting it in, it actually became lighter…’

Strangely, it doesn’t feel heavy.

Han Ibi put her hand back into her arms, wondering what was wrong. Then the status window was activated.

So this is a kind of inventory!

It’s an incredibly convenient system!

Han Ibi took out a mysterious sword. I feel the heavy weight again.

‘aha! ‘It works.’

He quickly began to search the masked captain’s arms, just in case.

There was a sword. Although the blade was sharp, I couldn’t find anything unusual.

The system had no response even to the Masked Captain’s sword, which seemed fine on the outside.

‘No matter what, it’s better than a rusty sword.’

Han Ibi also took the captain’s sword.

Han Ibi whined for almost an hour as she carried the bodies of the masked people and threw them off the cliff.

There was literally no special training when carrying a large man. It felt like I was going to collapse at any moment.

But… I held on and held on.

I have to earn points from the old lady by cleaning up well.

And finally it was the mask captain’s turn.

Just as he was about to carry the mask captain and head towards the cliff, something that looked like black letters appeared inside his clothes.

‘Ugh? ‘Did I see it wrong?’

Han Ibi put the masked captain’s body back on the ground and looked inside his clothes.

‘ah! ‘I didn’t see anything wrong.’

Yes.

I could see that there were a lot of strange letters written on the inside of his clothes.

Usually, in martial arts novels, this setting needs to be carefully examined. So Han Ibi took out a strange sword.

Because it was a chunky knife, it was not easy to cut the sleeves with it.

He almost tore off the sleeve of the dead masked captain and barely succeeded in cutting off part of it with a sharp blade.

If anyone had seen it, it would have been quite hideous.

‘Is it okay to do this to a dead person?…’

But his hands were already cutting off the masked captain’s clothes and taking them off.

‘It looks quite dull… but it’s quite nice.’

He wasn’t mistaken. The inside of the clothes was engraved with letters and pictures.

‘I think there’s something to this…’

Han Ibi waited for a moment. But the system did not respond.

Apparently, it wasn’t something like a hundred and eight years of luck.

‘Still… there might be something there.’

After burying the masked captain at the bottom of a cliff far away, Han Ibi held on to his jacket.

Then he returned to the cabin.

But… it seems like it’s not over yet.

Messy blood stains were all over the dirt floor.

Han Ibi thought for a moment and then changed it in a strange way.

‘ha ha ha. After all, I am a genius.’

Even though it wasn’t perfect, it seemed like the scenery had somehow found itself.

It was then.

Along with the sound of plodding steps, an old man was seen from afar.

He had a sack on his shoulder.

Han Ibi greeted the old man with an awkward smile. The old man who saw him frowned and said.

“You bastard. “Have you gone yet?”

Hanibi said with a smile.

“It must have been difficult for you to get there, so I think I need to clean it thoroughly.”

The old man glanced around and walked towards the cabin.

‘Shit. I’ve been working hard all day, but you don’t even give me a second glance.’

Han Ibi also carefully walked towards the cabin.

* * *

Han Ibi fell asleep even more nervous.

Perhaps that was why he was able to jump up at the slightest sound of the old man rustling.

The old man prepared to leave in silence like yesterday. Han Ibi followed suit and prepared to leave.

Since he was bare-chested, there was no need to prepare anything…

Fortunately, the old man did not give an order to welcome guests.

He simply took long strides toward the top of the mountain.

Han Ibi hurriedly followed the old man.

* * *

Han Ibi’s lungs were pounding as if they were about to burst.

It felt like the sound was transmitted to Han Ibi’s ears.

‘Damn it, do you think you’re a squirrel? ‘How is it so fast?’

It was like that.

The old man was climbing the extremely rough slope at an extremely agile speed.

Han Ibi was so desperate to follow him that a sweet taste almost came out of her mouth.

‘Oh my gosh, I can’t go any further!’

That time when you want to give up everything. The old man stopped walking.

Han Ibi was looking at him panting with her tongue hanging out like a mutt in midsummer. Suddenly, an old man was seen walking through the dense bushes.

Han Ibi was startled and hurriedly followed behind.

But isn’t the old man already squatting?

Han Ibi also carefully bent down and looked at him to see what he was doing.

The old man was digging up the dirt. And do it carefully with both hands.

What on earth is that doing?…

Then the old man took out a grass root with his extremely gentle hands, as if he were touching a sleeping newborn baby.

Is that right?

Han Ibi was right. A sauna-like smell coming from the dry grass hanging in the cabin.

The old man was a herbalist.

‘Are you a person who practices poison?’

Han Ibi was startled without realizing it.

I read a lot of martial arts novels, but in most cases, the martial arts masters who search for medicinal herbs tend to be either former medical doctors or people who use poison.

‘Judging from his appearance, he doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the congressman. Then, perhaps…’

Han Ibi recalled the black eyes he had seen when he fought the masked people.

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out.

If Han Ibi is truly an expert at poisoning, she will have to pay attention to her every move.

This is why you can disappear in an instant with a moment of inattention.

The old man got up and held out his hand. Han Ibi was once again startled and flinched.

He looked down at the old man’s hands.

There was a battery there. It clearly means that you should come and see for yourself.

So, they say you should just be a porter.

Ahaha. At this rate, progress has been made somewhat.

Han Ibi accepted the sack with a willing heart.

At the same time, the old man began to quickly escape from the bushes. It is the beginning of another mountain march.

Han Ibi followed behind the old man again, clutching her lungs as if they were about to burst.

* * *

A few days passed like that. It wasn’t much different from my daily routine.

He woke up at dawn, climbed the mountain, found medicinal herbs, put them in bags, occasionally hunted wild animals such as rabbits and pheasants, and trimmed the collected grass and hung it in his cabin.

Just once.

It was just once.

The old man demonstrated how to cut open a rabbit’s stomach, remove the intestines, and boil it by hand.

From then on, Han Ibi had to do the terrible thing herself.

Still, it was fortunate that instead of making fire by rubbing wood like primitive people, one could use a fire pit.

The 7th day.

After the old man fell asleep, Han Yi-bi decided to go outside and practice Zhong Li-mae’s martial arts skills.

If you can call it polishing.

Jong-ri Myeongjeong Sword Technique.

Surprisingly, Han Yi Fei’s brain, which was synchronized with Zong Li Mei, remembered it.

Zhongli-mae had neglected martial arts so much that he had forgotten some things…

Han Yi-bi took out the Mysterious Sword and tried to unfold it.

However… the strange limit was short-lived. Even though it was short, it was too short.

Since the reach is so short and heavy, what kind of weapon can it be?

Han Ibi was suspicious that the system might be doing this to spite her.

‘It would be better to just use the sword the masked captain was holding. First of all, it is not Jong-ri Myeongjeongdobeop, but Myeongjeonggeombeop. I guess I believed what she said and was blinded by greed.’

* * *

Two weeks have already passed since I entered the cabin as an uninvited guest.

Perhaps because of my experience with hiking, it didn’t feel as deadly as it did on the first day.

That alone could be considered quite fortunate.

‘But… it’s really strange.’

Han Ibi thought to herself.

In his eyes, this or that grass was all the same, but the old man managed to find grass roots that could be used for medicinal purposes.

Of course, I’m not saying that’s strange. For herbalists, such a feat would be a basic skill.

The reason Han Ibi thought it strange was because she got the feeling that the old man was looking for something.

So… I’m looking for herbs, but it feels like I’m looking for something else…

Suddenly, Han Ibi asked the old man ahead of me.

“I… old man.”

Of course, there is no way to answer. Still, Han Ibi said without giving up.

“however… “What mountain is this?”

There was no answer.

After some timing, Han Ibi asked again.

“I wonder if the name of this mountain is….”

“You idiot.”

Hehe.

“You mean I wandered around without even knowing the name of the mountain I came from?”

That’s natural. I’m from Seoul.

“The name of this mountain is ‘Magoksan (馬谷山)’.”

“Ahaha… I see. Magok Mountain. “That’s a good name.”

It’s a lie. Even the name of this strange and formidable mountain seems to be flowing with magical energy.

Han Ibi continued speaking.

“But… It’s already been a while since I’ve seen you… I still don’t even know your name.”

As expected, the old man remains silent.

Han Ibi said, feeling frustrated.

“Elder. I have absolutely no desire to be a bother. However, if you are in a situation like this that you face every day, you should at least know his name…”

“Song Myeong-cheon. ” “My name is Song Myeong-cheon.”

Coo thump.

Han Ibi was surprised.

Of course, just inside.

This is because it was a name that never appeared directly in ‘Yeomsajimong’ but appeared indirectly several times.

According to the statements of the characters in the memories, Song Myeong-cheon was a promising Taoist of the Qingcheng Sect, but he was kicked out after committing a serious crime.

He later seemed to have forgotten his duties as a ‘guru’ and attempted to kill ‘Tak Buyong’, a great and benevolent shaman.

In the end, it failed, but in the process, many leading members of the political faction were killed.

This incident is remembered as a ‘shocking terrorist attack’ in the hearts of many martial arts people, and he made a significant contribution to becoming a public figure in martial arts.

That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Magician’.

With someone like that… I’m with him right now!

“Oh yeah. Elderly. You said so. “Even the name seems to ooze majesty.”

“joy. Forget the white noise. “I really hate that kind of thing.”

“yes. yes. All right. But, old man.”

“….”

“Is there any herb you are looking for? “I saw it last time…”

At that time, Song Myeong-cheon suddenly shouted.

“Do you want to give up right away? “It doesn’t look like it’s going to work, so you’re trying to climb up just because I’ve talked to you a few times!”

Han Ibi sighed and closed her mouth.

But I realized that he was definitely looking for something…

(continued in the next episode)