Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 180

Episode 180. Conclusion

[Main Quest Accomplishment: Through the successful operation of Yeohwaru, the trust of the Qingcheng Palace headquarters has been gained.]

[Reward 1: Strength +20, Strength +15, Agility +10, Wisdom +20, Charisma +25]

[Reward 2: Access permission has been granted to attend Cheonseong Palace’s monthly meeting.]

‘Oh, that’s it. ‘It’s done.’

Han Ibi was happy and cried out inwardly.

The foundation for the mission has now been laid.

It was then.

Han Ibi, who was distracted by the status window for a moment, realized that So Ju-yeom was holding a dagger.

“omg! older brother. Why are you doing this? Are you trying to kill me?”

Then So Ju-yeom laughed and said.

“What kind of absurd joke is that? “Please accept it as it is just my gift.”

“yes?”

“There are a lot of books in our house… other than these, there is nothing that my brother would like. Do you enjoy reading old books?”

“If it’s an old book, it’s only an old book to me. “I don’t have any hobbies like that.”

Sojuyeom laughed again and said.

“I knew it would happen. “I don’t know if this is useful or not, but it was something I inherited from my grandfather… I just kept it.”

Yes.

Sojuyeom was pointing a strange-looking dagger in front of his eyes.

The knife, which had originally been plated with gold, was now unsightly as all the gold leaf had been peeled off, and the large ring-like decoration on the back of the handle was very strange.

“Ahaha.”

Han Ibi smiled awkwardly and stretched out her hand toward the dagger.

It’s not a sword I’m particularly greedy for, but…

‘Still, it would be good to take it considering my brother’s sincerity.’

After thinking that, he said with a wide smile.

“It is truly an honor to receive coverage of our family.”

‘If I sell it, I wonder if I can get some money…’

To create a more dramatic effect, Han Ibi got down on one knee and pretended to accept it with both hands.

So Joo-yeom then laughed and rebuked him, grabbing his shoulders and lifting him up.

Then he placed the dagger on Han Ibi’s palm.

The clear and beautiful sound heard at that time.

Tiriring.

[Information about one of the ‘108 (108) bases’ has been captured. You can check the information through the ‘Status Window’. Would you like to check it now? (Y/N)]

‘Oh. ‘What… is this happening?’

Of course, I had to choose ‘yes’ without looking back.

Tiriring.

[This is a search result from the Korea Institute of Science and Technology DB system.]

Name: Bongwangdo (蜂王刀)

Classification: Level 5

Series: Long-distance swords

Characteristics: Sojanggeon (蕭張建) of Geumreungpa (錦陵派), famous for its secret swordsmanship in the past, is the best in the world. Rain also had a trick.

However, it was always unfortunate that decisive battles were limited by the number of enemies.

He worked hard for a long time to develop a unique weapon that could be recovered, and that was the Bongwangdo. This flies like a bee…

“Hey. “Are you okay?”

So Ju-yeom called out to Han I-bi, who looked dazed.

He said, startled.

“Oh no. It’s so… ah….”

Originally, I was just going to pretend to be happy, but you really gave me a hundred and eight years of joy.

“How can I repay all of your kindness?”

“No, brother Han. What does that mean? “I wanted to give you something meaningful, so please accept it.”

Han Ibi said as she put the Bongwangdo in her arms.

“thank you. older brother.”

It was then.

Tiring.

[Reward 3: You have obtained Bongwangdo, one of the 100 eight wonders.]

Wow.

This is truly unexpected income.

At that time, So Ju-yeom said.

“Now then, get ready to go to the main palace.”

Han Ibi answered.

“yes. All right.”

Sojuyeom said with a somewhat worried expression.

“The atmosphere at Cheonseong Palace is somewhat stiff. “I need to tell you some things for you.”

“yes. older brother. We will listen carefully and make sure there are no mistakes.”

* * *

Cheonseonggung is a slightly strange sect located in the western region.

It is true that the character ‘gung (宮)’ is added to the name, but it is also the case that the lord of the palace is passed down hereditary like the Murim family.

So, a strange sect reminiscent of a small country.

Of course, this also reflects the regional characteristics of being far away from the imperial family.

Although Yeohwaru is said to be a subsidiary of Cheonseonggung,

it can never be said to be close in this desolate western region.

It’s a distance that takes almost three days to reach.

Han Ibi rode through the lonely meadow on the horse given to her by So Ju Yeom.

Occasionally you could see merchants or unidentified warriors passing along the Silk Road, but overall it was extremely quiet.

He stopped by the guest house that So Ju-yeom had mentioned before and slept.

They are all guests under the protection of Cheonseong Palace.

The owners all seemed to have received the message in advance and were attending to Han Ibi with utmost care.

Han Ibi thought.

‘Cheonseong Palace’s status in the western region is considerable. The idea of a clan shrouded in mystery was a common story only in the martial arts world of the central region.’

So I ran during the day and practiced quietly when the sun went down.

That evening, as usual, I was quietly exhaling in my room after completing the circumnavigation of Gaesan Goryu-gong.

Pure white steam rose up to fill the room.

He got up and muttered.

“damn. “I ate dinner, but why am I so hungry after all the training?”

Han Ibi thought about just holding on and going to sleep, but she couldn’t decide and got up.

‘I guess I’ll have to ask for at least one roll of somen.’

He hurried to the main hall.

It wasn’t late yet, so the main hall was crowded with merchants and martial arts people enjoying drinks at their leisure.

He looked around, found an empty seat, sat down, and ordered somen.

It will take some time until it comes out.

Feeling bored, Han Ibi took out the Bongwangdo from her arms and placed it on the table.

It was very sharp.

Because the throwing foot got stuck in a tree.

However, it was difficult to understand why this was included in the ranks of the 100 Eight Research Institutes.

‘Why are there so many holes in the sack here?’

At that time, the voices of the merchants next to me reached my ears.

After drinking alcohol, his voice became louder.

Han Ibi glanced at them.

Judging from their attire, they appeared to be workers and merchants, but judging by the way they got along with each other without hesitation, it seemed like they were close friends.

Among them, a man who was constantly sweating even though it wasn’t hot said to the skinny merchant next to him.

“Tsk tsk. “How is it that your ears are so thin?”

“What are you saying about me?”

“What do you think? Is it because you don’t know? “Last time too, I was tricked by that bastard Rama and brought in trashy legal equipment.”

“I heard he was really full of smoke when he showed it.”

“Hey you guy. Fuck it. I wish I had been fooled a few times. So, you could just buy cloth and sell it like we do…”

“No. no. “This is truly mukcheonjamsa (墨天蠶絲).”

At that time, a fat merchant who was continuously drinking alcohol intervened.

“no way. You idiot. I have dealt with Cheonjamsa a lot. But I’ve never heard of anything that black.”

The sweaty man said with a sneer.

“okay. You hit the ball again this time. Hey.”

“Uh-huh! Even if not. “I checked it myself this time.”

“How did you check it?”

“It’s strong enough not to be bitten with teeth, but to be cut with a knife.”

Then the fat merchant laughed and said,

“How can you run a business and make a living if you’re this naive?”

Hearing those words, the skinny merchant got up, huffed, and looked towards Han Ibi.

Han Ibi felt something ominous in her eyes.

The skinny merchant spoke to him with his tongue curled.

“Ibo. “A man of letters.”

Han Ibi answered while turning her head.

“Me?”

‘Do I look like a civil servant?’

“exactly. Hehehe. By the way, you must have read the lines. Tsk tsk. “The world is so evil that even writers carry daggers with them.”

“This is… a raincoat.”

“no way. It’s so picky. Either that or that. anyway! Let’s borrow a knife for a moment. “These guys don’t believe me at all, so I’ll have to show them to them.”

Han Ibi said in a somewhat irritated voice.

“well. “I don’t… not really.”

Then the merchant said.

“Okay. I can’t say I don’t want to lend it to you. “Then please help me with this one thing.”

He walked unsteadily and brought his luggage towards Hanibi.

Then…

he took out a lump of something.

It looks like a type of thread wrapped around a spool.

Perhaps, according to the merchant’s claim, it is ‘Mukcheon Jamsa’.

The merchant began to unwind the curled end of the thread.

But the color is as black as real coal.

Han Yi-bi, seeing that, became curious and looked at it closely.

The merchant pulled the rolled up thread taut with both hands…

“Now, Mr. Munsa. “I want you to cut it and try it.”

“With this knife?”

“exactly.”

“Do you want me to load it with a knife?”

“That’s it.”

“Ah… if you really want…”

As soon as this happened, all the guests in the room started paying attention.

Just how strong is Mukcheon Jamsa….

Han Ibi raised the Bongwangdo high.

A moment of silence.

I could even hear the sound of people gurgling over what this was.

And then Han Ibi swung her arm.

Tuk.

Something truly amazing happened right before my eyes.

Yes.

Contrary to what the skinny merchant had boasted, the black thread called Mukcheon Jamsa had suddenly broken.

The merchant was startled and stuttered.

“Oh. “It can’t be like this… How is this… When I demonstrated it, it was clear that no matter how hard I tried to cut it, it didn’t break.”

Just in case, I did.

For some reason, my concentration that had been concentrated in this direction was released in an instant.

The other customers returned to their own conversations…

and the skinny merchant’s fellow merchants…

“Uhahahahaha.”

“You idiot. “You were fooled again!”

They were busy making fun of the skinny merchant.

“Oh my money!”

The skinny merchant held his head and cried.

Only one person.

There was someone standing motionless, as if lost in thought…

It was Han Ibi.

He stood there with his eyes closed for a moment, then opened them as if something had occurred to him and muttered.

“I see. “I did!”

Then he spoke to the merchant who was sitting down.

“I’ll get some yarn.”

The merchant just waved the back of his hand as if he had given up on everything.

Han Ibi wrapped the thread around her hand, snapped it with a snap, and went up to her room with it.

Then he sat down on the bed and watched Bongwangdo.

He slowly raised his hand and grasped the ring-shaped decoration on the back of the handle.

And then….

slam.

The ring decoration came out with a cheerful sound.

“Right.”

Han Ibi muttered and put her finger into the ring decoration.

It was the perfect size for my middle and index fingers to fit into.

It was then.

Tiriring.

[Bongwangdo’s rain can also use the water return function]

Then, after a while, the warning sound rang again.

[Warning: It cannot be used because the torso and affected parts are not connected.]

‘What does this mean? ‘Then what should I do?’

Tiriring.

[Advice: Please fasten the fuselage part and the affected part. For optimization purposes, the use of Cheonjamsa is recommended.]

‘As expected, it’s just as I thought. The sword that Su Ruju gave was not complete.’

Han Ibi glanced at the Cheonjamsa she had brought with her.

‘What if it’s fake? ‘I’m just going to test it.’

He soon untied the cloth and tied it tightly by inserting it into the ring and the hole in the sack.

‘They talk about fastening and something like that and it’s completely primitive.’

Tiriring.

[The body part and the ring part are connected.]

[You can now use the Bongwangdo’s secret water water function]

Tiri-ring.

‘Why again?’

[When completing the contract, all attributes increase by +1 level by using Inkcheonjamsa]

‘Huh? What do you mean by this? Wasn’t this Cheonjamsa fake?’

(Continued in the next part)