Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 64

Episode 64. Can you take responsibility

? Wow!

The door to Bokyeonhwa’s dormitory closed roughly.

“You bastards!”

It was Bok Yeon-hwa, the owner of the house.

Han Ibi, who was talking to So Eun-ri, who had now recovered a lot, suddenly stood up and looked in that direction.

“Elder, are you here?”

Bok Yeon-hwa walked without saying anything. It was clear that he was quite angry as his footsteps made a thumping sound.

Ebi Han said.

“What’s wrong?”

She was on her way from an elders meeting.

Bok Yeon-hwa spoke in a huffing tone, like someone who cannot control her anger.

“The bastards suddenly…pushed up the schedule for the long essay contest.”

“yes?”

“yes?”

Han Ibi and So Eun-ri were surprised and asked back at the same time.

“We have to hold a long essay selection contest in the next 10 days.”

Han Ibi shouted loudly.

“no! Where is that law? So unilaterally… Why on earth are you bringing forward the long-story selection contest?

Yeonhwa Bok spoke while gritting his teeth.

“I guess it’s because of that dark old man. “Because of his poor health, he insisted that we should quickly select a successor.”

If you’re an old man with a dark inside, you’re definitely talking about Hong Gu-geum, the current writer.

Han Ibi said in tears.

“No… I think that old man, that dirty old rat, will probably live to be over a hundred years old! That’s definitely a lie. “I know that Sojeo is recovering.”

At that time, Bok Yeon-hwa asked So Eun-ri.

“How are you feeling?”

So Eun-ri said.

“It’s okay… I’ll start preparing for the contest starting today.”

“That can’t be possible.”

Han Ibi interrupted and came out.

“It is clear that Lee Hamjong Water Geun is an excellent antidote, but you will need to recuperate for at least two more weeks for all the poison to go away.”

So Eun-ri said.

“no. I could.”

“Not really. Elder! Look at Sozer’s pale face. “I highly respect Su Xiaoje’s will to take on difficult tasks without abandoning his duties… but this is an important matter that will determine the fate of the Qingcheng Sect.”

Then So Eun-ri spoke bluntly.

“You’re not even a member of the Qingcheng faction.”

Huh.

Come to think of it, that’s right.

However, for Han E-bi, this competition was an important variable in turning the story back on track.

And all these efforts will serve as the foundation for ‘return’.

So you can never give up!

Ebi Han said.

“What does it matter whether you are a Cheongseong faction or not? I just respect Elder Bok. And I just wish the best for ‘my favorite’ cow, Sauger.”

At that time, Han Ibi didn’t realize it.

The subtle change in So Eun-ri’s expression that occurred when she said, ‘I like it.’

He continued.

“As everything in this competition is decided through ‘win or lose,’ we must focus on ‘how to win.’ “Attempting to fight with a body that is not healed may seem like you are helping, but in reality, it is no different from hindering you.”

So Eun-ri’s expression hardened after hearing those words.

She felt like she wanted to get angry about something, but she held back since she couldn’t say that what Han Ibi said was completely wrong.

At that time, Bok Yeon-hwa spoke with a long sigh.

“This kid is right… If you go out of your way to compete, that’s exactly what they want…”

So Eun-ri said with a worried expression.

“Then what should we do?… There is no one who can bear the death penalty for Seong Chun-don. Or, as this person claims, instead of Jong Li-hyeok….”

At that time, Fu Yeon-hwa shook his head and said.

“There is no justification for sending out Jong Ri-hyuk because his distribution is different.”

Han Ibi intervened.

“Besides, my brother can’t even see his nose removed right now. “It looks like he’s holed up somewhere and training.”

Not only that, but Jong Li-hyuk even disappeared from the ‘Five Elements Pavilion’ as Jong Li-mae kept coming to visit him.

In fact, he was training separately from the Cheongseong Sect with his master’s permission.

So Eun-ri said while biting her lower lip.

“Ah… then what should I do?”

At that moment, Han Ibi spoke with a look on her face as if she had made up her mind about something.

“There is… a way.”

Bok Yeon-hwa asked, frowning.

“What do you mean there is a way?”

Ebi Han said.

“There is a method worth trying.”

“So what are you trying?”

Hanibi grinned again and opened her palms in response.

The two women looked at his palms with puzzled expressions.

Han Ibi waved her palm lightly and threw it away.

Herbivore. This herbivore. 3Herbivorous.

Then So Eun-ri said in surprise.

“How did you do that…”

That’s right.

It was the Cheongseong faction’s German martial arts method of Maehojang.

The very martial art that Song Myeong-cheon learned intensely when he was in sync with his past.

On the other hand, Bok Yeon-hwa spoke with a calm expression.

“Did you learn it by stealing it?”

Han Yi-bi hurriedly shook her head and said.

“Absolutely not. I can swear on my parents. “I learned it from an acquaintance.”

Actually, it’s hard to say that I learned it, but…

“I’m an acquaintance…”

Song Myeong-cheon’s story was a secret only for Han Ibi and Bok Yeon-hwa.

So, although she did not say it outright, Han Yi-bi was almost implying that the person who taught her Qingseong martial arts was Song Myeong-cheon.

Of course, it was somewhat far from the truth…

but anyway, Bok Yeon-hwa seemed to obediently agree.

It was then.

Whick!

With a sharp sound, Bok Yeon-hwa grabbed Han I-bi’s wrist using a gold nipper.

It was so sneaky and secretive that it was like a number that not even mice or birds knew about.

‘damn. This old lady’s hand speed is like a ghost.’

Han Ibi was quite scared, but she pretended to be resolute and used the defensive technique of Maeho Jangbeop to avoid it.

However, Bok Yeon-hwa’s hand, which seemed to have lost its target, was bent again and struck Han I-bi’s shoulder.

Han Yi-bi turned his body around once again to avoid her attack, and took the stance using Maehojang’s wild tiger grass.

This was the energy of a wild beast waiting for its prey, so it was an unspoken sign that if there were even a few more attacks, it would inevitably suffer losses.

“joy!”

But who is the opponent?

Bok Yeon-hwa was not scared at all and jumped towards the grass where the tiger was hiding.

So Han Ibi couldn’t stay still. He lifted the intestines up with all his strength.

The palms collided loudly and a ‘clap’ sound was heard.

It was a sound of applause as if it had been struck by one person.

At the same time, under the influence of the internal power that burst out, Han Ibi retreated from the three steps.

On the other hand, Bok Yeon-hwa took half a step back.

But that alone seemed quite surprising.

She said.

“It’s pretty good.”

Ebi Han said.

“Now have you noticed the method I told you about?”

At that time, So Eun-ri intervened and asked, as if she was frustrated.

“What on earth are you talking about?”

“It is as it appears.”

“What does it mean to be what you see?”

“It’s just as you see it. “I am now… asking the elder to accept me as his disciple.”

Then So Eun-ri said in surprise.

“What does that mean? “Nonsense…”

said Han Ibi.

“If the elder accepts me as a disciple, I will become the elder’s direct disciple and rise to the position of second-generation disciple, so there will be no further issues in terms of rank. “Isn’t that right?”

So Eun-ri joined in with an expression of bewilderment.

“Do you think the Cheongseong Long Speech Contest is some kind of kid’s joke?”

At that time, Yeonhwa Bok spoke softly.

“Can you take responsibility?”

Just one question.

However, Han Eibi could instinctively sense that this was a question she was risking her life on.

Han Ibi looked at the sky once, then looked back at the ground and said with a deep sigh.

“I will give my life. I may be lacking in skills, but I tell you clearly that I have no other intentions. Of course, you don’t have to believe it. However, if So Sojeo participates like this, the result will be clear.”

Bok Yeon-hwa closed her eyes for a moment.

There was no change in her expression, but in reality, Bok Yeon-hwa’s inner heart was shaking with agony, agony, and doubt.

Bok Yeon-hwa opened her eyes.

He looks at Han Ibi with calm eyes.

“There is no failure.”

Han Ibi was startled and asked back.

“yes?”

“For this disciple of Fu Yeon-hwa, failure never exists.”

Uh huh… this old lady…

I was trying to help her because she was in trouble anyway, but what is this…

…Oh? But…

isn’t this a roundabout permission to accept him as his disciple?

There is no way not to respond at a time like this.

“Yes…”

He paused a little and then continued.

“…Master.”

So Eun-ri’s eyes are wide and she looks at Bok Yeon-hwa and Han I-bi alternately.

Bok Yeon-hwa said to Han Yi-bi.

“You follow me. “I will report this to Jang Moon-in and the Presbyterian Council before it is too late.”

She walked ahead without waiting for an answer.

Then Han Ibi, who was embarrassed, quickly started chasing after Bok Yeon-hwa.

Only So Eun-ri, who was dumbfounded, was left in the room.

* * *

Of course, there was an uproar.

“The Qingcheng Sect is not a Haomun that everyone accepts… Does this make sense?”

Elder Nam Cheol-hong also did not hide his excitement.

The elders whispered that Bok Yeon-hwa was already getting senile.

In the case of Elder Lee Shin-song, the brain of Hong Gu-geum, he was racking his brain over the intention behind this situation and the impact it would have on the Cheongseong Long Speech Contest.

I did not want to accept Hong Gu-geum or Han Yi-bi as second-generation disciples.

Still, it is something that cannot be easily opposed.

The final decision is made by Jang Mun-in, but still, forming a priestly relationship is basically an extremely personal matter…

If you want to object, you must have a reasonable cause.

But that justification was not enough.

Lee Shin-song said.

“Elder Bok. “The current situation is unstable and we are busy selecting the next Jangmun, so does it really have to be like this?”

Then Bok Yeon-hwa jumped up and shouted.

“According to what Elder Lee said, we are not allowed to eat or go to the back yard until we take out the palm print. “You’re so busy, when do you eat and how do you do business?”

Li Xinsong and others were shocked and their noses were stuffed, but they had nothing more to say.

I don’t understand what the intention of the return of Yeonhwa was, but there was some help from elders such as Seo Eui-jae and Ki Baek-eom, who had already decided to place their hopes on her.

So finally… Han Yi-bi suddenly became a disciple of the ‘Cheongseong Sect’.

Of course, there was an uproar among the disciples.

Even Soeun-ri is not enough… It’s as if a human appeared on the same distribution by parachute… Besides, isn’t he a man famous for being a rare asshole in the Gangho?

At this moment, all the 2nd and 3rd generation disciples, regardless of whether they were conservatives or progressives, were united and had firmly decided that they would never let Han Ibi slip into the gap between them.

* * *

An early morning out-of-print song.

It was a moment when the bluish energy of dawn spread throughout the ethereal and clean Taoist Qingcheng Mountain.

The point where the end of night and the beginning of morning meet.

That time of confusion when yin and yang interlock and return as one, and the beginning and the end become blurred and disappear.

The end of everything and the starting point of everything.

All of this unfolded against the backdrop of the spectacular scenery of Jeolpan Valley.

And there… there

was Han Yi-bi, who had newly entered the Cheongseong sect, and Bok Yeon-hwa, who became his second teacher.

Ebi Han said.

“Master. “I never dreamed you would call me here so early in the morning.”

Then Bok Yeon-hwa spoke with a sharp expression.

“If you are my disciple, you will have to react immediately no matter what you do at any time.”

“Ah yes. yes. Isn’t that why I rushed over like this?…”

Bok Yeon-hwa glanced at Han E-bi again and said.

“Are you learning any other martial arts besides Maehojangbeop?”

“yes. In addition, the foolish disciple is also learning the Myeongjeonggeombeop, a martial art of the Zhongli family.”

There are actually a lot of other miscellaneous things… but for some reason, I feel like I’ll only get criticized if I talk about them.

“Then unfold it somewhere.”

“…Standing…here?”

“So are you going to go into the water over there and do it?”

“Oh no. Could that be possible? You can do it. what.”

Han Ibi grumbled inwardly and took out the mysterious sword.

When Bok Yeon-hwa saw this, her expression changed subtly.

Han Ibi thought.

‘This is a test. I’m just trying to check what my martial arts level is. If that’s the case, then I need to pay more attention…’

After Han Ibi finished the ceremony, she raised Myohando and began to unfold the essence of Myeongjeong’s sword technique from the beginning.

The sharp sound of cutting through the air resonated loudly in the mountains where no one was there except for the two people.

Since I wasn’t doing it with people in front of me anyway, I focused on gathering my strength and deploying it seriously and courageously.

In this way, the forty-eight second ceremony of Myeongjeong Sword Technique was finally completed.

Han Ibi, who was a bit nervous, had thick drops of sweat pouring down her forehead and her breathing was a bit disturbed.

Han Ibi thought this would be pretty good and smiled inwardly, waiting for Bok Yeon Hwa’s reaction.

Yeonhwa Bok said.

“Are you done?”

“yes. It’s done.”

“It’s not bad….”

Bad? Still, it is a home appliance martial art from the once famous Zhongli family! Zhongli will be shocked if people hear this!

“…I feel like something…is missing. I feel empty…”

“Yes? Are you feeling empty? “I cast the Myeongjeong Sword Technique forty-eight seconds without missing a beat…”

Bok Yeon-hwa stayed still for a moment as if thinking, then shook her head and said.

“Anyway, this isn’t important right now. “You have already become a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect.”

“yes. Of course it is.”

“Now you have to dance in the long essay contest after eight days.”

“Yes…”

“Are you going to practice martial arts there?”

“…Of course not. So it makes no sense.”

“Then are you planning to solve everything with Maehojang?”

“It is foolish to clash with weapons in a fight with weapons… unless there is an absolute gap in martial arts level…” “

You know very well.”

“…yes.”

“So, I will teach you the martial arts of the Qingcheng Sect.”

Han Ibi said hesitantly.

“But… is it possible… in such a short period of time?”

“This suggestion was made by you, not me.”

“…But…”

“Besides, as I said, my students will never fail.”

‘Of course you will….’

“The core of the movement lies in ‘Sohae-a’s introduction guidance.’”

“yes?”

(Continued in the next part)