A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 592



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Silver Needle Stealing the Soul

“Cough···.”

As the Heavenly Horse spread its energy, I felt a great force pressing down on me.

It feels like you’ve been thrown into high gravity or high pressure.

When I felt the force of gravity that only an airplane pilot would feel, my eyes popped out and my face turned red.

“Gaga! Huh.”

“Wow, Unrang!”

When I couldn’t hold on and fell flat on the floor, Yeong-yeong and Maeng-hee helped me up, but they also seemed to feel a lot of pressure and soon fell to the floor with me with expressions of pain.

Ga-ryeon and So-so are seen kneeling on one knee, barely holding on.

-Thud.

A body that sticks to the floor like gum.

What a power it can have just by spreading energy.

In a state where I felt like I was losing consciousness, the surprised voices of the craftsmen continued to ring in my faint ears.

“Wow, what an incredible force!”

“I see, Madou’s martial arts skills have gone far beyond the realm of the realm. I’m ashamed, but I must join forces with you!”

“It’s something that can’t be helped for the peace of the martial arts world. Do you understand?”

The voice of Namgung Jang-in, telling us to attack right away.

I only knew that Cheonma’s energy was strong, but I had a feeling that I probably didn’t realize that she was Hyeon-gyeong.

That’s why the story of joint attack came about.

You probably won’t be able to feel the difference between yourself and Cheong-i, so of course you won’t be able to feel the realm of Cheonma.

That was the moment.

-Booooow!

A familiar yet strange sound coming from somewhere.

I was startled by a slightly familiar sound, and my mind, which had been scattered under the pressure, suddenly came back to me.

I barely raised my head and looked in the direction where the sound was coming from, and saw that the King of Swordsman’s one fist was sucking energy from all directions.

That is the martial arts of the master of the Kwon Wang family that was passed down to Ga Ryeon.

The martial arts that destroyed an entire floor of Haomen’s guest house in Gwangju were clear.

Human nuclear missile.

It doesn’t have a heart like Garyeon’s, so its power won’t be as great as Garyeon’s, but the fact that it’s a nuclear weapon remains the same, it’s just a difference in the warhead.

‘My, my guest room···.’

The thought that occurred to me at that moment was that my stay was over.

The moment that thing explodes, a mushroom cloud will rise in my guest room.

It seemed like he was going to gather energy in his fist and unleash a single blow like Ga-Ryeon, but the moment it exploded, it was obvious that there would be no more space above the third floor.

My room is full of memories with my wives.

A four-story building with dormitories for guests and servants.

It was the story that my guest house, which I had worked hard to nurture, was now coming to an end.

As he stared blankly at the energy gathering in the hands of the Fist King Craftsman, the Sword King Craftsman’s sword shot out in front of the Fist King Craftsman and quickly cut through the air.

-Crunch!

A silver line splitting the air between the Heavenly Horse and the craftsmen appeared in my eyes and then disappeared.

Then the pressure is slightly lowered.

It seemed like he had cut off something like the energy of the Heavenly Horse, but it didn’t seem to be perfect.

To be honest, it didn’t make sense for the super-talented swordsman, who hadn’t even taken a picture of Hwagyeong, to cut the energy of Hyeon-gyeong, let alone Hwagyeong.

The voice of the sword master continued, expressing regret.

“I can’t cut them all down!”

“I will help you!”

Then, a cold air rose from the feet of Zhuge Jang’s mother-in-law, and something like an ice saw blade appeared at the feet of Zhuge Jang and headed towards the chair where Cheonma was sitting.

In an instant, a pillar of ice pierced through the floor from the bottom of the chair to the heavenly horse.

-Quadduck.

But there was already no place for Cheonma.

All that the mother-in-law’s ice pillar pierced was the afterimage of the Heavenly Horse and the chair.

-Ouch!

Instead, a sharp sound was heard from the other side.

As I turned my head, trying to regain consciousness due to the slightly reduced pressure, I saw the King of Swordsman rising into the air, clutching his abdomen.

As the body of the King of Swordsman rose, the energy he had gathered scattered without a trace, and the afterimage of the Heavenly Horse spread out dimly next to him.

The horse’s foot rose high and fell like an axe.

-Pfft!

The afterimage of the Heavenly Horse striking the rising Fist King Craftsman with its heel continued, and at the same time, the Sword King Craftsman’s sword broke into half and was thrown to a corner.

Things happened almost simultaneously.

-Clank.

“T, this is···. Keu keuk!”

-bang!

Next, Zhuge Zhang Mo is hit in the stomach and flies backwards, and Poison King Grandfather is hit in the air by the dark aura he had sprayed and falls, spitting up blood.

“Gyah.”

“Ugh.”

The craftsmen and their mothers-in-law all flew in all directions, spitting out blood, and only the afterimages of the Heavenly Horse were left here and there, as if they had moved under the flashing neon signs of a club.

And then the afterimages disappeared at the same time, and Cheonma suddenly appeared in the place where the chair that had been broken earlier was.

Horrible.

To begin with, the other craftsmen, whose level was lower than that of the Eight Kings, were unable to move due to the pressure they were feeling. When they tried to get up from the floor, they all clutched their chests and collapsed at the same time.

“Ugh.”

“Coolook.”

“Sob···.”

It felt like they were fighting and each of them got punched in the face.

The difference in realm between Hyun-kyung and the realm of the living was truly remarkable.

Overwhelming inaction.

As I was trying to come to my senses, free from the pressure, I heard the sound of the heavenly horse.

[The promise of immortality was kept.]

Honestly, I thought it would all explode, but that’s why there was so little damage.

When she looked at Cheonma with surprised eyes at his words, Cheonma, who had defeated all the in-laws, looked towards Cheongi and asked.

“Why don’t you come forward? You’re the strongest here.”

Certainly, next to Cheonma, the strongest person in the world is Cheongi.

It was a situation where the craftsmen would have stepped forward when it happened, but I also wondered why Cheong-i remained silent.

I thought maybe she was scared, but Cheong-i answered Cheon-ma’s question with a hardened expression.

“I can’t destroy the place that you cherish with my own hands. It’s a place with our memories.”

‘Gyaaaah. Che, Cheong-ah···.’

You endured the beatings of the craftsmen in order to protect my guest house.

What kind of true love is this?

When I was shedding tears in my heart at Cheong-i’s answer, Cheon-ma nodded and said.

“That’s why I held back my strength as much as possible and took down the author who seemed like he was going to destroy the building first, but if you and I fought, it would definitely be like that.”

Cheonma is convinced by Cheong-i’s answer.

The two seemed to be thinking about something for a moment, and then their mouths fell open at the same time.

“Let’s go out.”

“Go out.”

Since Cheonma and Cheongi were not the talkative type, it felt like they reached a quick agreement.

Just a fist bump.

-Bam!

As Cheong-i and Cheon-ma wave their hands at the same time, two windows open wide.

The two new forms shot out, leaving behind Cheong-i’s heavenly sound.

[To that beach last time.]

If you mean that beach last time, you probably mean the beach where the wives played in the water with the horses.

I stood up unsteadily and looked at the craftsmen first.

Because I thought I had to check with the craftsmen and follow them quickly.

***

As they arrived at the beach, chasing the fallen craftsmen, Cheong-i and Cheon-ma were standing facing each other.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

Fortunately, no fighting has broken out yet.

-Whoosh.

The wind was strong and the waves were crashing hard against the beach, and the blond and silver hair was fluttering in the strong wind from the sea to the beach, shining brightly.

The two look like Western models.

The picture was great, but he quickly ran over and stood in the direction of Cheong-i, looked at Cheonma, and said.

There may be room for negotiation before fighting.

“Cheonma, wouldn’t it be better to talk more with me, the person involved?”

Then, Cheonma looked at me blankly and asked again.

“You and me? What are you talking about?”

“I understand what you meant by Elder Okso, but the idea of ??taking us all away is something that is difficult for everyone to accept due to various issues.

“Can’t we find another way?”

I knew that Cheonma had feelings for me that were more than just affection, but I was saying that it would be difficult to do it this way.

Even if we cleared up Zhuge Jangin’s misunderstanding, honestly, it was nonsense for us to go to Cheonmasingyo.

If it gets to the ears of the Murim Alliance, they will have to explain why they sent their daughters to the Cheonmasingyo, but which crazy person would believe that it was for the purpose of treating their son-in-law’s infertility?

‘Why did you send Sega’s daughters to the Demonic Cult!?’

‘To cure my son-in-law’s illness!’

‘Bottle? What?’

‘It’s a little different from eunuchs who have a disease that prevents them from conceiving···.’

‘···.’

It was obvious what they were talking about without even having to watch.

Moreover, with the national declaration of war imminent, if the national prince (Jin) of the Great Song Dynasty is dragged away, the court will not remain idle.

No, I thought about it and I thought maybe I could just stay still.

At this time, the Song Dynasty was in a state of despair.

Cheonma smiled at my words and asked.

“Okay, what other way is there?”

“That, that is, what is the other way···. That is···.”

If I were to say it myself, I would be ashamed in front of Cheonma and my wives.

In good conscience, this should not have come out of my mouth.

Everyone is happy···. No, there was only one conclusion where everyone was happy except me.

What I do every day.

‘I can’t speak because I feel like I’m human garbage.’

But there is no answer that can be given.

Cheonma, who had been waiting for my answer, said.

“Okay. Why should I convince the weak? Convincing is something the weak should do in the face of power.”

‘Oops.’

I had briefly forgotten, but the Cheonmasingyo is a jungle-like place ruled by power.

The logic that Cheonma had to convince everyone was not working.

That’s because he is the pinnacle of the Cheonma Sect.

The place where the weak are silenced and followed is Cheonma Shingyo.

For that reason, it was clear that even if I bragged about the fact that I was a communist, it would be of no use.

It would be comical to Cheonma that the weak created a position among themselves and sucked it up.

Why should I follow the standards you guys set for yourselves?

Even if the emperor comes, I won’t be afraid.

Well, it’s like a setting for Cheonma’s passive.

‘What should I say, Miss? Oh, should I say that you won’t be able to have me even if you try hard?’

When Cheong-i was wondering if there was any more room for negotiation, she asked Cheon-ma.

“Is it your body or your heart that you desire, Your Majesty?”

It seems like he’s trying to say that even if you try to force yourself like this, you won’t be able to get what you want.

I was definitely trying to point that out, but it was Cheong who said it.

As I nodded my head next to him, Cheonma answered.

“every.”

“···.”

When asked yes or no, Cheonma gave completely different answers.

If this were my previous life, I would have been a creative person.

Because it is not something that anyone can do to come up with different answers to a question that requires you to choose between two options.

This was something that was truly possible because the brain’s structure was so creative.

‘Why are people so creative?’

That was when.

Okso-gyo, who had been quiet until now, stood up and spoke to Cheonma.

“Your Majesty. Now that I think about it, this isn’t a problem that should be that bothersome.”

“Why?”

“Because there is a way to have both body and mind.”

I found Okso-gyo’s statement that I could have both my body and my mind a bit absurd.

I know that Cheonma has feelings for me that are more than just affection, but do you think I would give in just by beating him with force?

Or would I give in if they forced me to?

Does that mean I can just ignore it because I’m an adult?

It wasn’t something you could win my heart by coaxing or cajoling me.

Because I am a man of integrity.

‘If we talk about integrity, then isn’t it Ryu’s integrity?’

So when I looked at Okso-gyo with an expression that said it was ridiculous, Okso-gyo smiled and said.

“Don’t we have a silver elder?”

“Elder Silver?”

The hair that stands on end at that moment.

“!”

What that means is that you can catch me and use a spell to seduce me.

The mother, who was under everyone’s gaze, looked startled and didn’t know what to do.

Since Cheonma tells me to do it, I have no choice but to use the magic of seduction.

When Cheonma opened his eyes wide and looked at his mother, his mother waved her hand and said.

“Seo, Holy Spirit. The soul-binding technique has a weakness. It can be removed when you are in danger of death. You cannot use it again on someone who has already returned from the brink of death. Cheongwoon has already returned from the brink of death, so I cannot use the soul-binding technique.”

‘Oh, right. That’s right?’

The moment I recalled my memories from my past life was the moment when I almost drowned in this world.

When I returned home, my mother saw that my magic had disappeared and asked me if I had survived a near-death experience. I remembered her words.

In the end, I’m talking about being immune to the art of concubine marriage.

As he smiled slightly relievedly at Okso-gyo, Cheonma asked his mother again.

“Is there really no way?”

Then, my mother, who was trembling, opened her mouth with difficulty and spoke.

“If I become an idiot for some reason, I don’t know···.”

It seemed to mean that after making him an idiot, he would use the magic of conspiracy to insert some information into him. Ok So-gyo was delighted by those words and said.

“It seems that Cheongun-nim is truly the holy oil of Seonghwa-nim.”

“What does that mean?”

“Have you forgotten the nickname of that ox?”

“Silver needle stealing the soul?”

“Yes. I am the one who can turn people into idiots through the method of soul-splitting.”

At Okso-gyo’s words, the mother’s eyes widened, and Cheonma spoke with an unbearable smile.

“Oxo-kyo, I praise you.”

That’s the moment when their conversation ended.

Cheong-i stepped forward with a cold expression.

“It won’t just be taken away.”

And then the voices of the wives are heard behind.

“Cheong-ah, even when we fight, we are all together.”

“That’s right. I can’t have my teacher taken away with my eyes open.”

“Yeah, I can’t let you fight alone.”

Mimi, Soso, Ga-ryeon, Yeong-yeong, and Maeng-hee standing next to Cheong.

Behind Sister Maeng-hee, Deok-gu, Baek-hwa, and Baek-gu and Deok-hwa also took their places.

The mothers-in-law and fathers-in-law who came with me also seemed to be regaining their composure.

-Whoosh.

-slam.

As the great waves surged and crashed against the shore, scattering, the angry voice of Yeong-yeong rose between the waves, and the wives and Cheon-ma clashed on the sandy beach.

“You’re lying to me by saying you’re my aunt! Kill me! Kill me!”