Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Suspicious Traces

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon welcomed us with both arms spread wide.

Standing beside him was Elder Na Gwangdo of the Finance Hall.

He was the man responsible for managing the sect's affairs despite its constantly strained finances.

Normally, his brow was always furrowed as he calculated expenses.

Even among Kunlun's disciples, it was rare to see Elder Na Gwangdo smiling brightly.

But today...

he looked completely different.

Simply saying that he was smiling wasn't enough.

Even his eyes were different.

His voice was filled with excitement, and every gesture overflowed with energy.

It was enough to make me wonder whether this man had always been capable of showing his emotions so openly.

“Elder Jin Gwangung! You've come at the perfect time!”

Na Gwangdo shouted excitedly.

Jin Gwangung still wore an expression mixed with irritation and exhaustion.

It wasn't surprising.

The mountain gate had been completely deserted, and all of us, including me, Hyeongwon, and Myeongjeon, had rushed inside thinking something had happened.

He tilted his head and looked around.

“...What is all this?”

“What the hell happened that you even emptied the mountain gate and caused this much chaos?”

As though he'd been waiting for that question, Na Gwangdo answered immediately.

“All of these supplies were sent by the Myeong Family Merchant Group!”

Jin Gwangung frowned.

“What? Supplies?”

“Wagons loaded with goods just kept pouring in.”

Na Gwangdo spoke rapidly, unable to hide his excitement.

“Medicinal herbs, cloth, silver... at this rate, they're going to fill every storehouse in the sect!”

Myeongjeon looked around at the numerous boxes in bewilderment.

“All of this...?”

“Yes! Every last bit!”

Na Gwangdo continued enthusiastically.

“There's so much that we're temporarily piling everything around the Sect Leader's Palace while we sort it.”

“We were so short on hands that we even called over the disciples who were guarding the mountain gate.”

Only then did everything make sense.

The mountain gate hadn't been abandoned because of an attack or some disaster.

There were simply so many supplies that everyone had been dragged here to help.

“...You scared the hell out of us.”

Jin Gwangung shook his head.

He seemed even more drained now that the tension had disappeared.

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon laughed.

“Haha. I'm just as surprised myself.”

Then his gaze shifted toward me.

“Mujin.”

“What exactly happened at the Myeong Family Merchant Group?”

“Merchant Group Head Myeong Chiwon sent a letter thanking you.”

I smiled modestly.

“I merely did what a Taoist should.”

But inwardly...

I clicked my tongue.

They said they would repay me, but I didn't expect this much.

Merchant Group Head Myeong Chiwon and Madam Qin Yueshu.

I'd expected them to reward me generously...

but even I hadn't imagined this.

“Tch. It's just money....”

I heard Hyeongwon mutter behind me.

Apparently, he wasn't too happy that my presence inside Kunlun had just grown even greater.

Of course...

I didn't care about his reaction in the slightest.

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon had been smiling warmly at me.

Then his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

“Mujin.”

“Yes, Sect Leader.”

“You've changed again since I last saw you.”

I silently raised my gaze.

Cheon Gwangcheon smiled faintly.

“They say one should renew oneself day after day.”

“It seems you've reached another realm in the short time you were away at Mount Hua.”

Jin Gwangung snorted.

“That brat is strange even by normal standards.”

He looked at me suspiciously.

“I'm starting to wonder if he's secretly swallowing hidden elixirs whenever no one's watching.”

Hyeongwon and Myeongjeon tilted their heads, clearly confused.

I smiled along with them...

but inwardly, I flinched.

As expected. They noticed.

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon and Jin Gwangung.

Both had already realized that my martial realm had changed.

The Sect Leader spoke in a pleased voice.

“Excellent.”

“Truly, this is good fortune.”

Then he raised his voice.

“Everyone has returned safely, and good things have happened one after another.”

“Tonight, let us hold a banquet to celebrate.”

The moment he finished...

cheers erupted from the people gathered around the Sect Leader's Palace.

The enormous shipment from the Myeong Family Merchant Group had already put everyone in high spirits.

Now we'd also brought back Mount Hua's gifts and copies of the True Five-Step Sword Art.

Naturally, the excitement grew even stronger.

Even the notoriously strict Elder Na Gwangdo enthusiastically agreed.

Normally, he would've started calculating the banquet expenses first.

But today, with the storehouses about to overflow...

even worrying about that seemed unnecessary.

And so...

the chaotic situation surrounding our return was resolved in a warm atmosphere.


Before the banquet began...

Jin Gwangung and I met privately with the Sect Leader.

Only the three of us sat inside a secret room within the Sect Leader's Palace.

Cheon Gwangcheon looked directly at me.

“You said there was something you wished to report privately.”

“Yes.”

I took a short breath before continuing.

“There is something I need to tell only you, Sect Leader.”

Then I explained only the essential points.

The final messages left by True Immortal Cheongun and Immortal Yeonha.

The Flowing Flower Kunlun Sword.

The sword I had found inside the Righteous Alliance treasury.

The collapse of the Seclusion Cave.

And the final record about Immortal Yeonha that Elder Hyeoneom had discovered.

Whenever the Sect Leader had a question, he interrupted and asked.

I answered everything I knew without hiding anything.

“...That's what happened.”

“I see....”

At last...

the long exchange of questions and answers came to an end.

A heavy silence settled over the room.

After a while, the Sect Leader let out a sigh.

“Haa... a great evil.”

Jin Gwangung immediately spoke.

“Sect Leader.”

“We don't even know whether this so-called great evil truly exists.”

“There's no need to worry about it beforehand.”

Cheon Gwangcheon nodded slightly.

“You have a point, Gwangung.”

Then his expression remained serious.

“Still... I cannot help worrying.”

“I cannot imagine True Immortal Cheongun leaving behind meaningless words as his final message.”

The Sect Leader fell into deep thought.

After some time...

he spoke again.

“Mujin.”

“For now, I think it would be best to keep this matter secret.”

He looked at me seriously.

“Once I've had more time to organize my thoughts...”

“I'll call for you again.”

I lowered my head.

“Understood.”

Then the Sect Leader suddenly looked as though he'd remembered something.

“Come to think of it...”

“there was something I intended to tell the two of you once you returned.”

Jin Gwangung and I both looked puzzled.

“Something to tell us?”

What he said next was completely unexpected.

“It's about the Abandoned Martial Hall.”

“The Abandoned Martial Hall?”

My voice came out before I could stop it.

Cheon Gwangcheon tilted his head in surprise.

“Why are you so startled?”

“Ah... it's nothing.”

I gave an awkward smile.

“I was simply wondering what happened.”

In truth...

I couldn't help reacting.

I had personally witnessed the Seclusion Cave, where Immortal Yeonha's final message had been hidden, suddenly collapse.

Ever since then...

I'd kept wondering whether something similar might happen to the Abandoned Martial Hall.

That was why I had overreacted.

Fortunately, the Sect Leader immediately waved a hand.

“It isn't anything serious.”

“There's nothing to be that alarmed about.”

I let out a quiet breath of relief.

“Yes... Sect Leader.”

He continued.

“After the two of you left for Mount Hua...”

“I occasionally sent disciples to check on the Abandoned Martial Hall, just in case.”

Jin Gwangung stroked his beard.

“Did something happen?”

Cheon Gwangcheon answered,

“A few days ago...”

“one of the disciples assigned to inspect the area reported seeing what looked like a human figure nearby.”

I immediately frowned.

“A human figure?”

It was only natural that I questioned it.

The Abandoned Martial Hall itself was located deep within the mountains of Kunlun.

Even Kunlun disciples had difficulty reaching it if they didn't know the route.

For outsiders...

it was even harder.

The Sect Leader continued calmly.

“So I sent more people to search the area.”

“But they found nothing particularly suspicious.”

“Not even a trace of another presence.”

Jin Gwangung snorted.

“Hmph.”

He shook his head.

“Everyone's being too sensitive.”

“The area around the Abandoned Martial Hall is crawling with mountain animals.”

He continued,

“They even wander inside from time to time.”

“It happened plenty of times when I lived there alone.”

Then he shrugged.

“Some of them are bears too.”

“From far away, they can look like people.”

Cheon Gwangcheon nodded.

“I also believe that is the most likely explanation.”

“Nothing has happened since then.”

He added,

“I simply wanted to inform you, just in case.”

Internally...

I agreed with Jin Gwangung too.

Back when I'd lived at the Abandoned Martial Hall...

I'd chased mountain animals away from the inner library several times.

Especially at night...

their shadows could easily resemble people.

And yet...

a faint feeling of unease remained.

I should check it myself when I return to the Abandoned Martial Hall.

Then—

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

“Sect Leader.”

“The banquet preparations are complete.”

Cheon Gwangcheon answered briefly.

“Understood.”

Then he rose and looked toward us.

“Let's go.”

Jin Gwangung and I followed him out of the secret room.


The banquet was far grander than I'd expected.

The enormous amount of supplies sent by the Myeong Family Merchant Group had already lifted the mood of the sect considerably.

Once Mount Hua's gifts were added on top of that...

the atmosphere around the drinking tables became brighter than ever.

Sect Leader Cheon Gwangcheon became especially pleased when the copies of the True Five-Step Sword Art were revealed.

For sects to exchange martial arts manuals...

was a symbol of trust.

It meant the two sects regarded one another as equals...

and intended to build a deeper relationship.

In other words...

Kunlun was no longer merely an isolated sect on the outskirts of the martial world.

It now possessed an official connection to Mount Hua.

For a Sect Leader who dreamed of restoring Kunlun...

there could hardly have been a better gift.

And so...

the banquet continued in a warm atmosphere.

Most of Kunlun attended.

Not only disciples...

but even the elders gradually appeared.

For the first time in a long while...

laughter spread throughout the sect.

There was only one familiar face missing.

Yu Seola.

As I looked around the tables...

I casually asked First Elder Yu Gwangcheol, Explosive Sword,

“I don't see Junior Sister Yu Seola.”

His expression changed instantly.

“What?”

“Are you interested in Seola or something?”

The grandfather who doted on his granddaughter suddenly exploded.

I hurriedly waved both hands.

“N-No.”

“I was simply wondering how she was doing.”

“Hmm....”

Yu Gwangcheol continued staring at me suspiciously.

Then answered in an unhappy tone.

“Seola is still in closed-door training.”

“She said she won't come out until she reaches a higher realm.”

“I see.”

I nodded and lifted the cup on the table.

That's a little disappointing.

Still...

I comforted myself with the thought that I'd see her soon enough.

The banquet continued for quite a while.

And the longer it lasted...

the more Jin Gwangung drank as though he'd literally fallen into a wine jar.

He was already obsessed with alcohol under normal circumstances...

but today was especially bad.

By the time the banquet ended...

he was completely unconscious.

Several disciples had to carry him toward an annex.

“E-Elder! Please wake up!”

“Let go of me, you brats... this old man is still perfectly fine... mmmh....”

“You are absolutely not fine!”

Myeongjeon, one of the disciples helping carry him, shouted with a miserable expression.

The sight was so ridiculous that laughter broke out around them.

I had to suppress a laugh myself.

Eventually...

the cheerful banquet began winding down.

The people who had filled the area dispersed one by one.

Leaving the unconscious Jin Gwangung behind...

I headed toward the Abandoned Martial Hall alone.

People tried to stop me, saying it was already late and that I should sleep nearby...

but I refused.

The Sect Leader's words from earlier kept lingering in my mind.

Someone saw what looked like a human figure near the Abandoned Martial Hall....

The most likely explanation was still a mountain animal.

But for some reason...

I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling.

That discomfort refused to leave my mind.

I activated my movement technique and continued along the dark mountain path.

At last...

I reached the Abandoned Martial Hall.

It had been some time since I'd returned.

I stopped and carefully examined the surroundings.

Nothing seemed unusual.

I couldn't sense anyone nearby.

Only the cold night air...

and the dry grass rustling in the wind.

So it really was just a mountain animal.

I let out a quiet breath of relief.

Then I headed straight toward the library.

The moment I pushed open the door...

the familiar smell reached me.

Old paper.

Dust.

Even in the darkness...

my feet never hesitated.

Deep inside the library.

It didn't take long to reach the place where the secret mechanism leading to the underground training ground was hidden.

I stopped in front of it.

As always...

I reached out to check the mechanism.

Then...

my hand froze in midair.

“...What?”

My expression hardened before I realized it.

Along the edge where the hidden mechanism was concealed...

there were traces of someone else's touch.

Someone other than me...

had touched it.

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