A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 583



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Episode 583 Waste

“Wh, what kind of nonsense is that···.”

Cheonma, who had lost her memory and even forgot that she was a woman, couldn’t help but be bewildered by Okso-gyo’s words.

Even after I realized that I was a woman after my transformation, I lived more as a woman than a woman, so the story about giving birth to a child was absurd.

There was a situation where I couldn’t understand why the boring, dull, and uninteresting story would lead to the conclusion that we should have a baby.

Is that all?

Cheonma’s last memory of his mother was her noble sacrifice for her children.

What? Raising a child and risking your life with the child?

Even though he had lost most of his memories and only gained a small amount of general knowledge afterwards, by Cheonma’s standards this was some kind of nonsense.

That is why Cheonma rebuked Oksogyo with a serious expression.

“Do you think that makes sense!? What, a life or death situation with a child you raised?”

However, Okso-gyo tries to persuade Cheonma without being afraid.

Okso-gyo came close and massaged Cheonma’s leg as he spoke.

“Seonghwa, listen carefully. Even if you leave out the life-or-death issues, they say that raising a child is really full of fun things. My teacher also said that raising a disciple is full of fun things.

Wouldn’t it be the most fun thing ever if you combined two fun things like this?

Well, my teacher said that he sometimes had a headache, but… that’s just because I’m his disciple.

A child who resembles Seonghwa will be smart and skilled in martial arts, so there won’t be any headaches.

“Because he is the son of the Holy Spirit. I’m sure the other elders will greatly approve of this.”

“What? Such nonsense?”

The Okso religion believes that the other elders will approve of Cheonma giving birth to a child.

Once again, I said it was nonsense, but Okso-gyo was very eloquent.

“Yes. We are blessed to be in the presence of the greatest holy fire of all time. If the successor is born and forgets the new religion with the same inaction, who would object?”

“Tsk, useless talk.”

It was when Cheonma again dismissed Okso-gyo’s nonsense.

Now, the Oxo-kyo clinging to his shoulder continued speaking while rubbing his shoulder.

“And this is just my opinion, Seonghwa has forgotten his old name and family, right? But if he has a child, he has a new family. It’s a bit odd to say that he’s giving the child a name that he can’t remember, but he could give the child a name himself······.”

“what?”

Ok So-gyo must have said this because he had always felt sorry that Cheon-ma could not regain his parents’ memories or names before learning martial arts, but at this moment, Cheon-ma could not hear anything.

The fact that he could not get back the name his parents had left him, but that he could give a name to his own child instead, was enough to move Cheonma’s heart.

The reason he studied martial arts like crazy was to regain his memories and find his parents and the names they left behind, but the story was that even if he couldn’t find them, he could replace them.

I felt like I could give my child a name that he would never forget, as Okso-gyo had said, and that I could be satisfied with something instead.

The last memory of the family I gained through my transformation.

Just like my mother who risked her life for me, I too will become someone’s mother.

The warmth slightly warmed his heart, and even the emotionless Cheonma couldn’t help but flinch.

After being speechless and blankly staring at Okso-gyo, Cheonma looked at him and asked.

Everything was good, but it wasn’t easy for Cheonma to have a child.

That would be the case, and there was a good reason for that.

“Ha, but I have a reverse bloodline. It’s hard for me to have children. Furthermore, it wouldn’t be easy to pass on my reverse bloodline, right?”

It was a fact that Cheonma, who had ascended to the throne, could not have been unaware of his own body, but Cheonma had a body that made it difficult for him to have children.

Because her blood vessels were in the opposite direction, her body was in a state where it was impossible to have children due to the reverse flow of powerful energy.

Then Okso-gyo answered with a smile.

“I wonder if the Holy Spirit has forgotten. It was my teacher who recognized the Holy Spirit’s bloodline and brought me here. How could I not know that?

“There is a way to have a child even if you have a reverse tracheal infarction.”

“I, really?”

“Yes, of course. Seonghwa’s bloodline is Yeokcheonjihyeol, so she can’t conceive a child with someone with a normal bloodline, but Yeokcheoncheonhyeol. If you find the Yeokcheon factor in the upper part of the turban, you can definitely conceive a child. And the child between the two will definitely be born with Yeokcheonjihyeol.”

Cheonma looked at Okso-gyo and thought for a moment that Okso-ryo had such a thoroughgoing personality.

Because it wasn’t like this originally.

Oxo-gyo is a bit more crazy and…

Because it felt like I was some kind of reckless younger brother.

“What do you think? Not a bad idea, right? What do you think? Let’s get started.”

Cheonma looked at the distant mountains for no reason in response to Okso-gyo’s question with a smiling face.

Then, the sweet whispers of the Okso Church continued.

“Then how about doing it like this?”

“how?”

“If you feel uncomfortable answering, why don’t we just look at it and decide?”

“report?”

“Yes, but it’s still a matter of finding a father for the child, right? And finding a man to mate with is not an easy task. So I’ll search the entire Central Plains and catch those guys and bring them to you. You can see what kind of guys they are. If you like any of them, then you can decide what to do after that.”

Cheonma nodded and answered, thinking that just looking at the face was not a bad idea, as Okso-gyo had said.

“Ahem… I guess just seeing their faces wouldn’t be so bad. Those with the opposite bloodline to mine? Well, I’m curious.”

“Then, let’s proceed!”

With Cheonma’s permission, Okso-gyo ran outside, and after a while, the voices of Okso-gyo and the elder were heard from the elder’s quarters.

To handle this matter, secret religious support was needed, and the only person who could provide it was the elder, Dokbi Geomma Jongbaekrang.

And just as Okso-gyo said, the story about the successor received an explosive response from the elder, Dokbigumma (????), Jongbaekrang.

“What!? Child of the Holy Fire!?”

“Yes, Elder. A child who can inherit his martial arts and martial arts skills.”

“His martial arts skills are intact!? Isn’t that a blessing from the new religion!?”

The new religion began to move covertly and massively.

***

The words of Okso-gyo, who boasted that he would find the Yeokcheoncheonhyeols, were not kept for several years.

As it turns out, the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol bloodline is a truly rare bloodline.

Clearly, in the book left behind by Gal So-young, the master of Okso-gyo, it was written that Yeokcheoncheonhyeol was not so rare as Yeokcheonjihyeol.

They checked all the members of the new religion and even sent people to the central plains to search for them, but not a single one was found.

That’s why in the beginning, I harassed Okso-gyo and pestered him almost every day because I was curious about how things were going.

“Haven’t you found it yet?”

“I’m sorry, Holy Spirit!”

“Still? Hmm···.”

“Cow, I’m sorry······.”

Whenever he had the chance, he would call Okso-gyo and ask him again and again how things were going.

However, as time passed by one or two years later and there was no progress, Cheonma almost gave up and decided that he just wanted to check if there really was a Yeokcheoncheonhyeol, and that’s when the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol appeared in front of Cheonma.

Breaking out of his old thoughts, Cheonma looked at Oksogyo and asked.

“I was wondering what to do, but you clearly said that we should see each other and decide, right?”

Then Okso-gyo answered with a nervous expression.

“Was that so?”

“okay.”

“Then, don’t you like it? Isn’t your face pretty good-looking? And you’re also good at cooking? Since Seonghwa likes to cook, I don’t think it’ll be bad.”

“Regardless of whether I like it or not, I’m going to take a look at what kind of person he is. Don’t act rashly and stay back. I’ll let you know when I’ve decided.”

“Really!?”

Okso-gyo disappears with a look of joy on his face as he waves his hand.

When Cheonma was lying down, thinking about the face of the man named Ryu Cheong-un, he was wondering what to do.

Cheonma began to hear about the situation at Ryu Cheong-un’s residence.

“Hmm···.”

“Gaga, are you awake!? Come to your senses. It’s Yeong-yeong.”

He lost consciousness at the beach earlier and Cheonma personally sucked out the turbid energy for him. Perhaps he is just now coming to his senses.

Ryu Cheong-woon, who had come to his senses, asked Dangga’s daughter.

“How did I come back?”

“He suddenly collapsed on the beach because of the wind.”

“Really? But strangely, your head is clear.”

“Yes. Fortunately, it wasn’t Chobin. How was it treated? Anyway, it was cured. Who treated it?”

The daughter of the Tang family who does not remember the moment when Cheonma healed her, perhaps because of the magic of seduction.

The man answered in a nonchalant tone.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it. Anyway, now that you’re cured, you won’t get sick again.”

“Okay, Gaga. I hate being bothered too. And today, there are more important things to do than think about useless things, right?”

The man seemed to think he was all better, but the Yeokcheoncheon point is a point where turbid energy quickly accumulates in the head, so it is a relatively short-lived point.

Even though I pulled out all the stale air in the evening, the stale air would pile up again, so what the man said was wrong.

So, whenever Cheonma thinks he should tell her about it, the following voice follows.

“Well, that would be good. Oh, are you feeling better now?”

“Huh? Well, that’s true, isn’t it?”

-Rust. Rustle.

There was a rustling sound of something like a blanket or cloth, followed by a man’s panicked voice.

“Hey, Young-young, can you let me rest a little today?”

Then, the voice of the daughter of the Tang family is heard.

The daughter of the party spoke with a smile on her face.

“This is a break, right? Just stay still. I’ll take care of everything.”

What on earth are those two doing? What do they know everything about? That was when Cheonma began to wonder.

Suddenly, a woman’s scream and a man’s groan flew into Cheonma’s ears.

“Haaang···. Hwaaang···.”

‘What, what is this!?’

I tried not to think about it, but Cheonma’s Yeokcheoncheonhyeol was wasting the baby’s seed elsewhere.

***

The cries and moans that had continued until dawn finally stopped with the voice of the satisfied daughter of the Tang family.

“Gaga, I’m happy.”

“Yes, I like it since you like it.”

‘Wh, what, until dawn… Was sex supposed to last all night like that?’

And that meant, in other words, that the cries of the Tang family’s daughter and the groans of the men that had continued until dawn had ended and that the Heavenly Horse had found peace.

Because the groans and cries that continued until dawn made it impossible for Cheonma to even catch a breath of sleep.

Of course, it’s not like a big deal if a master like Cheonma doesn’t sleep for a day or two.

‘Well, that’s a relief.’

It was just before dawn when Cheonma closed his eyes to take a short rest.

-Cheer up.

The man began to snore, perhaps because he was tired, and almost at the same time, the wives of the man named Ryu Cheong-un were heard getting up from their seats, and after a while, a huge energy began to move on the fifth floor where Cheonma was lying.

The energy sucked in madly in six directions.

The energy of each of Ryu Cheong-un’s wives was quickly sucked in towards their quarters, and Cheonma, who had closed his eyes for a moment, had to open them wide and get up from his seat.

Because the energy inside the spot was being sucked in in all directions.

‘I use internal energy methods with different properties, but since I do the Un-gi breakfast at almost the same time, there is no energy left.’

And after a while, the fifth floor became a space filled with only a table.

I was thinking of sucking up the precious air, but then the Eight Kings downstairs might notice.

Cheonma, who wanted to play the role of Aunt Cheonhwa for a little longer, decided not to be greedy with her little energy and laid down on the bed again.

And as I observed the flow of energy with my eyes closed, I felt that the natural energy from outside was finally pushing back in, and that the turbid energy that filled the five layers was being sucked into the head of the man named Cheongun before it could mix with anything else.

They say that Oxo-kyo has a lot of turbid air strangely accumulated in his head.

It was absurd.

And I felt a little sorry for the guy.