The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

106th Chapter: Her Resolve

The next morning, word of Lee Cheol-soo and Geumhu’s disappearance reached the Hangshan Sect.

It was So Geom-hu Cheon Sobin who discovered that Lee Cheol-soo had not returned from his nighttime stroll and that Geumhu had also silently vanished from her residence.

‘Master and Lee Cheol-soo disappeared at the same time, could it be a secret meeting?!’

Out of everyone, it had to be Geumhu and Lee Cheol-soo who vanished simultaneously.

Realizing this, Cheon Sobin’s face turned pale.

There was no being that could harm Geumhu, the Supreme Master of Hwakyung. Additionally, Cheon Sobin had already read her master’s diary and was the only one who knew the circumstances.

‘I have to find them quickly! Before things escalate!’

Panicking, Cheon Sobin declared a state of emergency in the sect, halted the tournament with the authority of the sect leader, and mobilized all the Hangshan members for a search operation.

“Disciple! Where are you?!”

“I’m looking for him!”

“What an idiot! Where could he have gone?!”

The search was not only conducted by the Hangshan Sect members.

Participants from the Gongdong Sect, including Yujinhwi, Seoharin, and Seomun Cheong-ha, all rummaged through the Hangshan area to search for Lee Cheol-soo.

As they continued searching throughout the Hangshan region until noon…

“D-Disciple?!”

Geumhu and Lee Cheol-soo were finally found.

The first to discover them was Lee Cheol-soo’s elder brother.

It was Yujinhwi.

Carrying the unconscious Lee Cheol-soo in her arms, Geumhu gracefully floated up from below the cliff.

Lee Cheol-soo’s body was covered in blood, appearing as if he had vomited it.

Seeing this, Yujinhwi’s gaze lost focus.

“It’s you, Young Master. I’m relieved to see you again.”

“Geumhu. What on earth happened…?”

Yujinhwi asked upon hearing Geumhu’s greeting.

Disciple.

Her precious disciple had now, covered in blood, returned alongside Geumhu after being missing.

She silently promised to never let him get hurt again. Even if the whole world turned against him, she swore she would remain his ally.

…In her heart, she longed for him. Even as an imperfect woman, she wanted to be close to him.

However, upon seeing her injured disciple, her pleasant thoughts ceased entirely.

Her disciple was hurt. Her only disciple.

Emotions were bubbling inside her. Why was the Supreme Master of Hwakyung by his side?

‘It must be my negligence.’

Yujinhwi hung her head low.

Her hands trembled.

‘If only I had stayed by his side yesterday.’

Yujinhwi did not know why her disciple had gone out with Geumhu. But if she had gone instead…

No.

‘If I were stronger than Geumhu.’

If she had been stronger, then her disciple might not have been hurt.

‘Disciple, you must be in so much pain.’

Seeing her disciple’s face, Yujinhwi bit her lip.

To keep her disciple from pain, even if everyone in the world became an enemy, to protect her disciple.

She could not remain complacent.

She needed greater power.

Power stronger than Geumhu’s, a martial art capable of claiming the title of the world’s best.

To achieve this…

Yujinhwi solidified her resolve in her heart and approached Geumhu with gratitude.

“Thank you for taking care of my disciple, Geumhu.”

“No, it’s nothing, Young Master. I’m sorry for disappearing along with Eungong and causing you concern.”

Geumhu accepted the thanks.

There was still a distinct blush on her face.

The touch from that moment lingered clearly on Geumhu’s lips and tongue.

‘That kiss. I kissed, ah, my first kiss with the Master…’

Thump.

Geumhu’s heart was still racing.

No matter how much of a healing act it might have been, it was still her first kiss.

A kiss she had preserved in purity for 47 years. Such a kiss given to a man for the first time.

To that man whom she longed for.

Her heart could not help but race.

It was unforgettable. Her lips still felt warm. Her tongue tingled.

‘W-What should I do? My dear brother is right here, and my heart won’t stop…’

Thump, thump.

Trying hard to calm her racing heart, Geumhu wore a poker face.

As she looked at Geumhu, Yujinhwi noticed her eyes waver slightly.

“Eungong?”

Eungong.

A term used to address a benefactor. Since Yujinhwi couldn’t be Geumhu’s benefactor, this must refer to her disciple.

Her disciple is Geumhu’s benefactor?

Yujinhwi’s eyes filled with confusion. What on earth had happened? Did both Cheon Sobin say the same?

“Yes. This Young Master is indeed my, no, the entire sect’s benefactor. Thanks to this Young Master, I was able to resolve the sect’s long-standing grievances.”

Geumhu started explaining what had happened in the Secret Cave to Yujinhwi, omitting the kiss part.

After hearing everything, Yujinhwi closed her eyes and opened them again.

“I see. Thanks to my disciple… Geumhu’s Secret Cave…”

Yujinhwi nodded.

It was true that her disciple had mastered the Honwon Geomje. She had passed the test in the Secret Cave. But regarding the role of Geumhu’s Cave in maintaining the Honwon Geomje…

Yujinhwi didn’t know since she hadn’t passed the Honwon Geomje test herself.

It was her disciple who had passed the test. There was a higher chance her disciple had inherited progress other than Ihap Sin-gong.

‘The reason my disciple kept that a secret is likely because the weakness of our sect cannot handle such a secret yet.’

Sometimes, certain secrets must even deceive allies.

Knowing this, Yujinhwi understood her disciple.

And the Blood Sect.

The identity of the mastermind behind her disciple’s injuries. How dare their remnants still be alive.

How could they dare injure her disciple? Her most precious one.

Yujinhwi could not forgive that.

With it, her resolve became firmer.

“Is my disciple still gravely injured?”

“I’ve hastily fed them the Supreme Spirit Elixir to stabilize their inner injuries. After a few days of nurturing, they will be fully healed.”

“Thank you, Geumhu.”

Yujinhwi bowed her head while expressing her gratitude.

“Let’s head back to the Main Base now. Everyone is waiting for you and my disciple.”

“Understood.”

“And from here on, I will carry my disciple.”

Looking at Geumhu, Yujinhwi hesitated before speaking.

Geumhu nodded without hesitation.

To her, Yujinhwi was someone who could someday become her brother-in-law. Besides, the other side was her elder brother. There was no reason to harbor other feelings.

“Understood. Young Master, please take good care of my disciple.”

Yujinhwi carefully lifted Lee Cheol-soo’s body.

She didn’t remember the last time she had physical contact with her disciple.

It had been a while since she felt his body, which was still filled with strong muscle. And still, her disciple emanated a manly scent.

Yujinhwi blushed slightly and carefully carried Lee Cheol-soo.

Soonafter, Yujinhwi and Geumhu Eun Seol-ran soared over the Hangshan cliffs with Lee Cheol-soo in her arms.

The moment the search for the missing persons came to an end.

*

All around was filled with pitch-black darkness.

I had clearly lost consciousness, but where is this…?

‘It’s the world of consciousness.’

My world of consciousness.

I walked through the darkness where neither up nor down was discernible for quite some time.

How long had it been?

“Ugh.”

I was blocked by a transparent wall.

“What is this…?”

And then I realized.

The wall obstructing me was the barrier between the top-tier and the pinnacle.

In the Martial World, the rank called a master starts from the top-tier level.

When martial arts novels depict a few masters from some sects coming out, they refer to those masters as top-tier martial artists.

In other words, they are the middle class in the Martial World. It is also the limit of martial arts that an ordinary person can reach.

The next level after the top-tier is the pinnacle.

It is the level where one can use sword energy freely, and in limited situations, one can even use sword thread.

This is the level where one can be taken seriously in the Martial World and is considered elite in the Eight Great Sects.

Pinnacle is where real masters reside, the beginning of the upper class beyond the middle class, akin to a 5th-grade official.

Enlightenment is often said to appear as a wall. Although it is a metaphorical meaning, here, in the world of consciousness where thoughts become reality, the wall of the pinnacle appeared to me as a real physical barrier.

I knocked on the wall.

Thud.

“Ugh.”

My hand hurt, but it wouldn’t break through. Well, that was expected. I am a reincarnator. Hence, my mind is already complete, but my body has yet to catch up.

Balancing the mind and body, namely the harmonization of spirit, energy, and body, is the most urgent task for me.

But that wasn’t all.

‘From here on, especially beyond Hwakyung… I have to take a different path from my past life.’

The only thing I could obtain through my past life’s experiences ends at supreme perfection.

From the stage of Hwakyung onward, where I must handle ki and spirit freely and establish the foundation of a micro cosmos, I needed to gain new understanding and pave a new path.

Ilpyeon Bingsim was the crystallization of the martial arts I learned in my first life.

In my second life, I was doing sword arts rather than law techniques, yin and yang techniques instead of just spirit arts.

Since the input values differ, the resulting martial art, Mind’s Martial Arts, inevitably had to be different from my past life as well.

The process also could not be the same.

Just because I was in a previous life as a pinnacle, it didn’t mean I could easily achieve that in this life. The previous life was a law skill tree; this life is a sword skill tree.

Thus, of course, the training methods and awakening times would also be different.

That’s why I had to obtain new insights.

‘Originally, Mind’s Martial Arts is a crystallization of insights gained by a single martial artist, the completion of a micro cosmos, the extreme of thoughts, the realization of ideals and beliefs, the result of life experiences. Thus, a single martial artist can only hold onto one Mind’s Martial Arts.’

Mind’s Martial Arts is the art that sublimates the entire trajectory of a martial artist’s life into martial arts. Therefore, unless one has lived two lives or has multiple personalities, it’s impossible to possess two Mind’s Martial Arts.

The problem is that I’ve lived two lives, but since I have no intention of learning Regulation Preservation, I cannot use the Mind’s Martial Arts from my past life unless it’s a special circumstance.

And now with a new life, I had to carve a new path.

‘So first, I need to break through the pinnacle wall.’

In a year, the Yongbong Jiyeo will be here.

To reclaim the name of Sword Dragon and become the popular man in the Martial World, I need to ascend to the pinnacle.

Since the Sword Dragon is currently at the pinnacle.

Now that I’m submerged in the world of consciousness, this is my opportunity. I must break through the wall when I elevate the Primordial Unity Technique.

Whoosh!

The sound of waves crashed behind me. Turning my head, I saw overwhelming waves of spirit rushing towards the wall.

‘Did someone administer a spirit elixir?’

I instinctively realized.

Someone had fed me a spirit elixir to heal my inner injuries. A rather strong one too, a Grade 1 elixir. I calmly began to use the Primordial Unity Technique to control the wildly fluttering spirit.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Raging waves of spirit, which tried to engulf me, came under my control. With this amount of power, I could definitely break through the pinnacle wall.

I could slightly rebalance my spirit, energy, and body.

I reached out my hand.

Whoosh!

The pure white wave of spirit launched directly at the pinnacle wall.

Boom!

The pinnacle wall remained sturdy. But I could see it trembling. I once again controlled the spirit to keep knocking on the wall.

Whoosh! Boom! Boom!

Thud! Thud!

The wall echoed with a thunderous sound. Small cracks began to form in the wall.

The moment the crack rapidly enlarged after its formation.

Crack!

With a roar, the pinnacle wall shattered like grains of sand. The overwhelming waves of spirit burst beyond the pinnacle.

Spirit swirled up to my ankles.

My whole body felt full, infused with vitality.

An overwhelming sense of liberation surged within me.

At last.

I reached the pinnacle level.

Now, I was ready to reclaim the name of Sword Dragon.

The moment I burst out laughing.

Flash!

Like a light bulb turning on, my consciousness returned.

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