Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Confession

I checked the sword hilt once more.

I hadn't imagined it.

The dark corrosion that had clung to the hilt like a stain...

had definitely faded.

Only slightly.

But compared to before, there was no doubt.

“How...?”

On impulse, I rubbed the hilt with my fingertips.

No rust powder came off.

So it didn't peel away....

And yet the stain had grown lighter.

Almost as though the corrosion had vanished on its own.

...What exactly is this sword?

Even one of Kunlun's finest blacksmiths had given up trying to remove that rust.

The sword of True Immortal Cheongun that I'd happened to discover in the Righteous Alliance treasury.

I could feel it now.

There was something about this sword that I still didn't understand.

Then...

“What are you staring at so intently?”

A rough voice came from behind me.

Jin Gwangung.

He strode toward me and jerked his chin toward my sword.

“Why? Did the hilt break or something?”

Only then did I snap out of my thoughts.

“Well....”

I almost explained what had happened.

Then stopped.

Better not say anything unnecessary.

If I told him,

The rust on my sword hilt suddenly faded on its own...

he'd probably look at me like I was insane.

And if I tried to explain further...

I'd eventually have to talk about the sword's origins.

True Immortal Cheongun.

Flow.

That absolute evil.

How was I supposed to explain all of that at once?

Besides...

there was something else I needed to focus on right now.

“It's nothing.”

I kept my expression casual.

“I thought something had gotten on the hilt, so I was just checking.”

Jin Gwangung clicked his tongue.

“Tch. You're sensitive about the strangest things.”

He shook his head.

Then his gaze moved down.

Following it...

I saw Gu Mun's severed head lying on the ground.

Jin Gwangung stroked his chin.

“Still...”

He clicked his tongue.

“What a shame.”

I looked at him.

“What's a shame?”

“We never managed to find out who was backing this bastard.”

His teeth clenched.

“I don't know what kind of damned bastards they are...”

“but they dared pull tricks involving our Kunlun Sect.”

There was clear anger in his voice.

He usually acted as though he couldn't care less about sect affairs.

But at times like this...

it was obvious how deeply attached Jin Gwangung really was to Kunlun.

And I knew exactly who the damned bastards he was talking about were.

The Shadow Corps.

The Soul-Dissolving Pills used by Gu Mun and Gu Hyeon made that obvious.

But I still couldn't reveal what I knew.

I need to tell them only after I have enough strength and influence to bring down Moyong Cheonhwi.

Otherwise...

the people who learned the truth could become targets themselves.

While I was lost in thought, Jin Gwangung spoke again.

“So?”

“What do you plan to do now?”

I approached Myeong Munhyeok, who was still lying unconscious on the floor.

I checked his breathing and pulse.

Fortunately...

there didn't seem to be anything seriously wrong with him.

He had merely been rendered unconscious by the Soul-Dissolving Pill and Trance Powder.

I turned toward Jin Gwangung.

“We've found Young Master Munhyeok, who was being held hostage.”

“I think we should return to the Myeong Family Merchant Group now.”

Jin Gwangung nodded.

“Good.”

He lifted Myeong Munhyeok onto one shoulder.

The man's body looked almost weightless in Jin Gwangung's grasp.

“Let's go.”

“Yes, Master.”

We immediately headed back toward the Myeong Family Merchant Group.


Our destination was the area around Qin Yueshu's inner residence.

Hyeongwon and Myeongjeon had been hiding nearby, watching the surroundings.

While Jin Gwangung and I chased Gu Mun...

their job had been to make sure no one approached Qin Yueshu or tried to threaten her.

As we neared the inner residence...

Hyeongwon and Myeongjeon emerged from hiding.

Jin Gwangung immediately asked Hyeongwon,

“How did it go?”

“Fortunately, nothing happened.”

Then Myeongjeon noticed the person slung over Jin Gwangung's shoulder.

His eyes widened.

“B-Brother...!”

Jin Gwangung waved a hand.

“Don't panic.”

“He's only unconscious. He's breathing just fine.”

Myeongjeon's eyes trembled for a moment.

Then he seemed to collect himself and nodded.

I looked toward the others.

“Let's go see Lady Qin Yueshu.”

We headed straight into her room.

The moment the door opened...

Qin Yueshu shot up from where she'd been sitting at the table.

Her gaze locked onto Myeong Munhyeok on Jin Gwangung's shoulder.

Her face immediately went pale.

“Munhyeok!”

She rushed toward Jin Gwangung.

“Wait.”

Jin Gwangung raised a hand to stop her.

Then he placed Myeong Munhyeok on a nearby bed.

Qin Yueshu's hands trembled as she stroked her son's cheek.

She lifted her head toward us.

“...Wh-What happened?”

Her voice shook.

“What happened to my Munhyeok?”

I answered quietly from behind her.

“He's unconscious.”

“It seems they gave him the same medicine they used on the Merchant Group Head.”

Qin Yueshu immediately asked,

“...He'll be all right, won't he?”

I nodded.

“Merchant Group Head Myeong Chiwon eventually woke up.”

“Young Master Munhyeok should regain consciousness as well.”

I paused.

“It may simply take a little more time.”

Some tension finally left Qin Yueshu's stiff expression.

Then she seemed to remember something.

“Gu Mun...”

She swallowed.

“What happened to him?”

I answered immediately.

“He's been dealt with.”

“The physician who was helping him as well.”

Qin Yueshu's eyes shook violently.

Then gradually settled.

Relief was unmistakable in them.

I continued,

“Gu Mun's corpse is still at the clinic where that physician was staying.”

“Send people to take care of it.”

Qin Yueshu bit her lip.

“...Understood.”

Gu Mun must have tormented her badly.

Even now...

some fear still remained in her expression.

After a brief silence, Qin Yueshu looked at us again.

“...Then...”

She hesitated.

“What am I supposed to do now?”

I answered simply.

“Tell the Merchant Group Head everything that happened.”

Her face immediately darkened.

Of course it did.

She had fed dangerous medicine to her own husband in order to save her son.

Once Myeong Chiwon learned the truth...

there was no telling what punishment she might receive.

Qin Yueshu hesitated anxiously.

Then finally nodded.

“...Understood.”

She murmured as if sentencing herself.

“Everything was my fault.”

“If the Merchant Group Head punishes me...”

“I'll accept whatever he decides.”

Qin Yueshu stood.

We followed her to Myeong Chiwon's room.


“...That's everything that happened, Merchant Group Head.”

Qin Yueshu confessed everything to Myeong Chiwon.

Myeong Munhyeon's kidnapping.

Gu Mun's threats.

And everything she had done to her husband because of them.

She left nothing out.

"..."

Myeong Chiwon remained silent for a long time.

That silence...

felt like a blade to some of the people in the room.

Qin Yueshu knelt and lowered her head.

“Please punish me....”

Tears fell from her eyes.

“I committed a grave sin against you under the excuse of saving Munhyeok.”

“It was all my fault.”

Her shoulders trembled.

“Whatever punishment you give me...”

“I will accept it.”

Myeong Chiwon stared at her silently.

Eventually...

he spoke.

“Raise your head, my lady.”

His voice was unexpectedly calm.

Even then...

Qin Yueshu couldn't bring herself to look up.

“I... don't have the right to raise my head....”

Myeong Chiwon steadied his breathing.

Then spoke again.

“As your husband...”

“you deceived me.”

The atmosphere in the room froze.

Qin Yueshu's shoulders trembled violently.

Then...

“However.”

Myeong Chiwon's voice continued.

“As Munhyeok's father...”

“I understand you.”

Qin Yueshu's eyes widened.

Myeong Chiwon looked at her.

“You weren't trying to kill me.”

“You were trying to save our son.”

He let out a long sigh.

“...What you did to me...”

“I forgive you.”

Qin Yueshu's eyes filled with tears.

“Merchant Group Head....”

She bowed deeply.

Then Myeong Chiwon's voice became firm.

“But.”

Everyone went quiet.

“Never again.”

He stared at her.

“Never deceive me again.”

Qin Yueshu struggled to speak through her tears.

“...Thank you...”

“Thank you, Merchant Group Head....”

Myeong Chiwon nodded.

Then turned toward Jin Gwangung.

“Gu Mun...”

“Is he truly dead?”

Jin Gwangung answered,

“He is.”

“Mujin cut off his head himself.”

Myeong Chiwon nodded slowly.

“I see....”

He glanced briefly toward me.

Then asked Jin Gwangung,

“What about Munhyeok?”

“He's unconscious for now.”

Jin Gwangung continued,

“We had another physician from the merchant group examine him.”

“He's probably in the same condition you were.”

“Given enough time, he should wake up.”

Myeong Chiwon nodded.

Then said sincerely,

“...Thank you.”

“You saved my son.”

There was no mistaking the feelings of a father in his voice.

Then his gaze moved toward Myeongjeon.

“Thank you too.”

His voice softened.

“Because you came here...”

“our Myeong Family Merchant Group survived.”

Myeongjeon quickly bowed his head.

“No, Merchant Group Head.”

“I did nothing.”

“It was all thanks to the First Elder and my Martial Uncles.”

Myeong Chiwon shook his head.

“They helped us because you were here.”

Myeongjeon's expression trembled.

“Merchant Group Head....”

Myeong Chiwon patted his shoulder.

Then looked back toward us.

“Thank you for saving both me and my son.”

“I will never forget this debt.”

He closed his eyes for a moment...

as though thinking.

Then opened them again.

“From now on...”

“I will triple the medicinal supplies sent to Kunlun.”

Jin Gwangung's eyes flew open.

“M-Merchant Group Head!”

Myeong Chiwon continued before he could say anything else.

“And I will promise additional support beyond the medicinal supplies.”

“I will send someone to Kunlun separately.”

He smiled faintly.

“If there is anything the sect needs...”

“tell them at that time.”

For Kunlun...

this was nothing short of welcome news.

The sect was already short on resources.

Myeong Chiwon's offer was like opening a wide passage through a narrow, constricted throat.

Jin Gwangung burst into loud laughter.

“Hahaha! Merchant Group Head, you truly are worthy of leading the Myeong Family Merchant Group!”

Then a mischievous look appeared in his eyes.

“And since you've promised extra support...”

He grinned.

“I've heard Guanzhong has plenty of famous liquors.”

“If there are any good ones, send some of those too.”

Myeong Chiwon laughed brightly.

“Understood.”

“I'll make sure to pay attention to that as well.”

The atmosphere in the room instantly became warm and cheerful.

Then Myeong Chiwon's smiling gaze shifted toward me.

“Taoist Han Mujin.”

He gave me a martial salute.

“I heard your contribution to resolving this matter was especially great.”

His voice carried deep sincerity.

“You didn't merely save me and my family.”

“You saved the Myeong Family Merchant Group itself.”

His eyes were filled with trust.

Judging by that look... he's about to give me something.

At times like this...

it was best to show humility.

“Not at all.”

I bowed politely.

“I merely did what a Taoist should do.”

Myeong Chiwon looked genuinely moved.

“Taoist Mujin...”

“How can someone be so humble?”

“It truly amazes me.”

Then he reached into his clothes and took something out.

A token.

It carried an unusual mixture of blue and gold.

Even at a glance...

it clearly wasn't an ordinary object.

“Taoist Mujin.”

“Please accept this token.”

Myeongjeon's eyes widened the moment he saw it.

“Merchant Group Head! That token is...!”

Myeong Chiwon gestured for him to remain quiet.

Then turned back to me.

“It is the Myeong Family Merchant Group's Blue-Gold Token.”

I repeated,

“Blue-Gold Token?”

Myeong Chiwon nodded.

“A token normally carried only by the head of the Myeong Family Merchant Group.”

He held it out.

“At any branch of our merchant group throughout the Central Plains...”

“if you present this token, you will be treated with the same credit and authority as the Merchant Group Head himself.”

I stared at the token in his hand.

The Myeong Family Merchant Group was one of the Ten Great Merchant Groups of the Central Plains.

If this token represented the credit of its leader...

This thing is worth an absurd amount.

My hand almost reached out immediately.

But I swallowed once and politely bowed.

“This gift is far too valuable.”

Myeong Chiwon shook his head.

“It is not too valuable.”

“If anything, I worry that it isn't enough.”

I added another round of false humility.

“It's such a burdensome gift...”

“I can't accept it so easily.”

Good.

Twice is enough.

He'll say, ‘Please accept it,’ one more time.

I waited leisurely for the expected line.

Then...

Myeong Chiwon sighed and began drawing the Blue-Gold Token back toward his robes.

“...Hmm. If you insist on refusing this strongly...”

“perhaps I should prepare something else....”

...Wait.

That's not how this is supposed to go!

The words flew out of my mouth on reflex.

“Now that I think about it...”

“continuing to reject the Merchant Group Head's sincerity would also be discourteous.”

Myeong Chiwon blinked.

“No, you really don't need to—”

“No.”

I answered firmly.

“Observing proper courtesy is one of the virtues a Taoist must follow.”

At the same time...

I practically snatched the Blue-Gold Token from his hand.

Myeong Chiwon stared blankly for a moment.

Then smiled again.

“Haha.”

“Thank you for accepting my sincerity.”

This time, my bow was completely genuine.

“I'm truly grateful.”

...Whew.

I almost let something huge slip away.


Our meeting with Merchant Group Head Myeong Chiwon ended there.

We decided to stay one more day at the Myeong Family Merchant Group.

Myeong Chiwon had asked to provide us with additional conveniences for the journey to Mount Hua.

We accepted his offer.

Then...

the next day arrived.

At last...

it was time to head toward our true destination.

The Mount Hua Sect.

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