CLS-Chapter 626

Chapter 626:

“So you’re saying that unless it’s someone on the level of your master, no one can do this?”

“That’s correct.”

“Then…”

Divine General finally asked what he hadn’t wanted to ask.

“What happened to you?”

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you say that the energies inside you are clumped together like steel?”

“That’s right.”

“If you ultimately can’t absorb them, does that mean you have to keep living with this hideous appearance?”

Wei Yan-ho answered with a face full of dissatisfaction.

“I thought it was rather cute…”

“Don’t say such blasphemous things.”

“Tch.”

Wei Yan-ho shrugged his shoulders… no, he flinched.

“While absorption is difficult, it’s not like there’s no other method. I can just spit it out.”

“Spit it out?”

“It’s like vomiting something you can’t digest. I just need to expel it.”

“Is that so?”

Divine General tilted his head.

“Then why haven’t you expelled it already instead of staying in that state?”

“…General Grandfather.”

“Mm?”

“Could you scatter money you can’t use on the street, Grandfather?”

“…”

He couldn’t.

No human could do such a thing. You might give it to others, but you couldn’t just scatter money on the street.

“I’d like to expel it too. Who would enjoy rolling around like this?”

“You seem like you would.”

“Actually, it is a bit like that.”

Wei Yan-ho smiled awkwardly. The weight in Divine General’s chest grew a little heavier.

“Anyway, when I try to expel it, it’s just too precious from a human perspective…”

Though Divine General generally didn’t want to understand this Wei Yan-ho fellow, he could fully empathize with this particular statement.

‘Any human would be unable to expel it.’

Elixir?

What’s an elixir?

With the internal energy currently inside this fellow’s body, you could make over a hundred Great Return Pills and still have some left over. That’s estimating on the low side too—judging purely by the amount of internal energy, you might be able to make a thousand.

But he’s going to throw that away?

What would happen if you crushed a hundred Great Return Pills in front of the Shaolin Abbot? That day would be the day a massacre descended upon Shaolin. The abbot might go mad and start dancing with swords.

And that would be getting off easy.

Divine General fully understood Wei Yan-ho’s feelings. Obsession with internal energy was common to all martial artists.

“I fully understand your feelings, but would holding onto it like that change anything?”

“I’m digesting it bit by bit.”

“…”

Wei Yan-ho looked proud.

“How should I put this… even if a person has eaten so much they can’t eat any more, if they eat little by little, they can still manage it, right?”

“Th-that’s true.”

“Just as you can eat if you have the will to eat, internal energy can also be digested bit by bit if you just have the will to digest it. So I’m currently digesting it little by little.”

“Then how long would it take to digest all of that?”

“If I work hard to absorb it somehow until I die…”

“…And then?”

“Maybe one il? Even that seems a bit excessive, so I think I could absorb about five pun…”

“Arai, you rotten bastard!”

Divine General kicked Wei Yan-ho with a bang! Wei Yan-ho flew like a ball, bounced off the wall, and returned to the bed.

“What if you explode from doing that!”

“You said I wouldn’t explode!”

“You never know!”

“Keuuung.”

Divine General scratched his head vigorously.

What in the world was he doing?

He was Divine General.

The person leading the Righteous Martial Alliance, the busiest person in the world. Yet here was Divine General, grappling with a child.

How the people of the world would mock him if they saw this.

‘If only this fellow were weak, at least my heart would be at ease!’

It was true that the martial world had overcome a crisis thanks to Wei Yan-ho. Of course, you couldn’t say that the crisis was completely over yet, but at least they had put out the immediate fire at their feet.

Having accomplished such a feat was truly a remarkable achievement.

Even if Gwon-geuk had been alive, he probably couldn’t have replaced Wei Yan-ho. Looking at it objectively and coldly, Wei Yan-ho was currently the highest core combat power of the Righteous Martial Alliance, irreplaceable by anyone else in the martial world.

But why was this core combat power like this! Why! How!

“Heaven is truly heartless…”

Divine General let out a deep sigh.

And at that moment.

“Yan-ho, come eat!”

The door burst open and Wei Jeong-han entered. Large meal trays were carried in both his arms.

“…”

“…”

Divine General and Wei Jeong-han, whose eyes met, stared at each other wordlessly for a while.

“…What is that?”

“It’s a meal, sir.”

“Now the father is even carrying meals to serve his son?”

“…As you can see.”

Wei Jeong-han gestured toward Wei Yan-ho with his chin.

Divine General glanced at Wei Yan-ho’s appearance and sighed.

“Right, it would be difficult to go to the dining hall.”

“He goes though.”

“…Then?”

“Honestly, even though he’s my son, it’s a bit embarrassing…”

Divine General understood.

Honestly, it would be difficult to take that fellow around claiming he’s your son. It was somewhat better when his appearance was still human-like before, but now he was in no state to be brought before others.

“At least send a servant, man.”

“I’ll do that next time.”

Divine General no longer wanted to stay in this place. Therefore, he brought up the most appropriate topic he needed to address.

“Anyway, the situation isn’t very good. I’m thinking of holding a general assembly, so make sure to attend.”

“Me too?”

“Then who else would attend if not you? Bring that fellow too.”

“…I understand for now.”

Divine General, who had been sighing deeply and walking outside, stopped, turned around, and opened his mouth.

“By the way, there’s one thing I’m curious about—with that appearance, how does he eat…”

Divine General closed his mouth.

He could see it clearly with his own eyes. A chicken leg that had been on the meal tray was floating through the air and being sucked into Wei Yan-ho’s mouth.

“…Huh?”

Looking at Wei Yan-ho, who was tilting his head, Divine General smiled warmly. Then he turned around again and walked outside.

‘Let me forget.’

Let me erase it from memory.

The fact that there’s someone in this world who eats meals using Spatial Absorption.

What good would it do to remember it? It would only upset him.

Having come outside, Divine General looked up at the sky. Looking at the blue sky made his heart feel somehow… how should he put it.

‘So dazzlingly clear.‘

dazzlingly.

‘Why can’t I escape from it?’

Divine General was deeply troubled.

Of course, the world was like that. Even if there were things you didn’t want to see, you couldn’t always live with your head turned the other way. If there was work to be done, sometimes you had to see things you didn’t want to see.

But being human, there were times when you wanted to refuse this natural principle.

Roll.

Irritating.

Divine General cleared his throat once and opened his mouth.

“In the midst of busy public and private affairs…”

Roll.

“First, I’d like to thank those who have gathered here…”

Roll.

“Kaaaak! Someone grab that thing!”

When Divine General spat fire, Jang-il and Wei Jeong-han rushed over and brought Wei Yan-ho, who kept rolling backward.

Watching this scene, all those gathered distorted their faces.

‘What kind of behavior is that?’

‘That’s Wei Yan-ho?’

‘To think we were saved by such a fellow.’

The atmosphere was becoming somehow gloomy.

Though dissatisfaction was widespread, they couldn’t express that dissatisfaction.

First, Wei Yan-ho had rendered tremendous service to the martial world. Considering the merit he had established, even if he started lying down and eating chicken at this gathering, the sect leaders would have to season it with salt beside him.

Second, though Wei Yan-ho’s appearance was strange… that was all. This appearance wasn’t something Wei Yan-ho had chosen, and you couldn’t tell someone not to attend a meeting just because their appearance was hideous.

And the most important thing.

Namgung Jo-hwi moved his lips but then closed them.

He glanced at the others’ expressions.

This was strange.

It was a situation where a sharp word would be more than warranted, yet aside from Divine General, no one was criticizing Wei Yan-ho.

‘Why isn’t anyone saying anything?’

It was somewhat incomprehensible. Who were the people gathered here? They were the leaders of the great sects that led the current martial world.

Those who were central to the Righteous Martial Alliance, and even among those not closely connected to the Righteous Martial Alliance, those with high influence were all gathered here.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the most important and highest people of the current martial world were gathered here. Yet even in such a place, not a single voice was raised to scold Wei Yan-ho.

‘Sect Leader?’

Namgung Jo-hwi slightly raised his head to look at Shaolin’s Sect Leader Gong-mu. Among these people, excluding Divine General, the person with the highest speaking authority was undoubtedly Gong-mu, the abbot of Shaolin.

But Gong-mu seemed to have no intention of scolding Wei Yan-ho at all.

No, rather than having no intention, he was keeping his eyes off this situation entirely. Look at his appearance, quietly closing his eyes and lost in contemplation.

Normally, one would have praised him for truly feeling the dignity of a great monk, but now it only looked like he was backing away.

‘Then what about Wudang?’

Namgung Jo-hwi turned his gaze to Song-hyeon and slightly opened his mouth.

Song-hyeon’s gaze was fixed outside the window. From his resolute appearance, you could feel the will that said, ‘I will never get involved in this matter even if it kills me, so please handle it among yourselves.’

Namgung Jo-hwi slightly frowned.

‘Well, this is something.’

He didn’t like that the so-called adults of the martial world were just watching such a scene with their mouths shut.

Then Namgung Jo-hwi should say something…

“Keung.”

A slightly hoarse sound leaked from Namgung Jo-hwi’s mouth.

This was also burdensome.

If the one rolling around now were anyone else, Namgung Jo-hwi would have been willing to say something. If only that fellow weren’t Wei Yan-ho.

But even the great Namgung Jo-hwi felt uncomfortable about harassing Wei Yan-ho of all people.

‘They say he’s crazy…’

He had never once seen good words come from the mouth of someone who had dealt with Wei Yan-ho. Whenever Wei Yan-ho’s name came up, everyone would first distort their faces and shake their heads.

‘And he’s ridiculously strong.’

Even if his personality was damn awful, there would be no problem if you could just push him aside, but that fellow was beyond even Namgung Jo-hwi’s capabilities.

‘He defeated Heavenly Flow Sword?’

And now he had built up achievements that made defeating that Heavenly Flow Sword seem like nothing.

Rotten personality, strong like a thug. It seemed questionable whether there was anyone in the current martial world who could scold Wei Yan-ho.

“Won’t you get up right now, you bastard?”

“It doesn’t work that well by choice, you know?”

“A guy who eats meals using Spatial Absorption says that doesn’t work? You could float in the air during the meeting if I told you to!”

“Eing!”

Wei Yan-ho suddenly sat up straight.

‘He’s right.’

He certainly wasn’t an ordinary fellow. What kind of place was this for him to be lying down?

It was absurd, but Divine General and Wei Yan-ho’s companions didn’t seem particularly surprised. Then that meant he was originally like this…

‘He’s a complete disaster.’

Namgung Jo-hwi realized that a disaster unprecedented in martial world history had appeared.

Divine General took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“The reason I’ve gathered everyone like this is to discuss future matters.”