Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 10



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Episode 10 – Training

I turned my head and looked out the window at the words of the nine thousand wise women full of folding chairs.

“Is it time to practice already?”

It was still dawn.

Early in the morning when everyone was asleep.

But seven of the twelve hours of daily practice await me.

It’s not too late to start executing your murderous plan.

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: Youngest!!! If you don’t get up I’ll spank your butt!!!

@청운 @청운 @청운 @청운 @청운 @청운 @청운

“Let’s get started.”

I wrote a reply straight to the desk.

└[Cheongun]

: Wake up, senior.

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: Ahh, you’re finally awake, youngest!

Gucheonhyeonnyeo smiled brightly and was delighted by my reply.

As a result, the appearance of the portrait also changed to something very lively.

“···It’s really pretty.”

I really wonder if that is what human beauty is.

Of course, she is not a human, but a divine being and a fairy.

But somehow, it seems like you’ve become prettier than yesterday.

To be honest, I didn’t feel very good about waking up so early in the morning.

But when I saw the portrait of the beautiful Gucheonhyeonnyeo, I felt good.

If you think about it, isn’t it true that the Nine Heavenly Women wake you up every single day?

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: But what about senior? Don’t be so affectionate. Just call me unnie!

For some reason, I felt like I was looking forward to each and every day of training.

└[Cheongun]

: Yes, sister. I will ask for your help in the future.

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: Yeah, yeah! I’ll be counting on you from now on, youngest!

That’s how the class of Gucheonhyeonnyeo and my first guided training began.

└[Cheongun]

: So what should I do now, Sister?

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: As I said yesterday, what I will teach you is the sword of hegemony.

One of the six basic principles of swordsmanship, the Hegeum (覇劍).

It was a sword that contained the essence of Kunlun, and one of the essential swords that one must master in order to learn the Cheon-dun sword technique.

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: Uhm, first of all, let me explain about the Paegeom (覇劍). You can think of it as a sword that contains what is called a spirit of hegemony.

Hegemony.

I didn’t know what it meant.

But if you ask me to explain it precisely, I have nothing to say.

└[Cheongun]

: Sister, what exactly does passion mean?

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: That’s a good question, youngest! It’s called fighting spirit! It’s an extremely great and extremely strong force! It’s the energy that fills the heavens and the earth, and it’s also the spirit that can stand up to anything!

…Should I be honest?

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Even the Nine Heavenly Women are not immortals after all.

What kind of nonsense is that?

But I couldn’t say it straight out, so I wrote down my current feelings in a note on a piece of paper and sent it to you.

└[Cheongun]

: My head is dull, so I couldn’t understand what my sister said.

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: It’s okay! Don’t worry! I’ll tell you how to do it, no matter what!

Oh, so that’s why it’s a failure?

Is this a sword that means that even if you can’t learn, if you beat it, you will learn everything?

Surely that wouldn’t be the case.

Above all, Gucheonhyeonnyeo could only teach me through a folding screen.

So, I couldn’t directly intervene in the world I live in.

···But in fact, this was something I didn’t know about.

Is Gucheonhyeonnyeo an ordinary immortal?

A fairy who is the assistant of the Queen Mother of the West and is on par with the Eight Immortals.

If you ignore her just because of her pretty appearance, you’ll end up with a big nose.

According to legend, it was the Nine Heavenly Women who defeated the great monsters and great evil spirits.

Wasn’t Gucheonhyeonnyeo revered as a god of war?

In any case, just as Taesang No-jun examined my body, it was possible for Goocheon Hyeon-nyeo to do the same.

So you might be able to really beat me up.

“When I heard about it, it seemed like getting involved in worldly affairs was a waste of virtue.”

Looking at the fact that Jongli Kwon was able to learn, it seemed like something that only someone as powerful as Taesang No-gun could do.

And even the great Taesangnogun hesitated.

It seemed that directly interfering with the secular world was not an easy task.

But if we just consider the possibility, then it is possible.

So, I think that the Nine Heavenly Women have appeared in person and are beating me up···.

“It might be better?”

When I thought about it carefully, it seemed like it would be okay.

First of all, doesn’t that mean you can see the Nine Heavenly Women with your own two eyes?

Just looking at the face depicted in the portrait makes my heart race and fills me with awe. It’s such a beautiful sight.

I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to see that face in person.

How could I possibly get beaten to death by such a beautiful woman like this?

This is almost like a reward.

“···What kind of crazy stuff are you talking about?”

It seems that he is completely captivated by the beauty of the Goocheonhyeonnyeo.

That made me lose my mind for a moment.

Looking at it this way, none of the words of the ancient sages are wrong.

There is nothing as dangerous and as guarded against as the beauty of a woman.

One of the things that makes a country excited is the beauty of a woman.

If that is the extent of the beauty that a human in this world can have, then how much more so must the beauty of the nine heavenly maidens be.

The owner of beauty that transcends humans.

The beauty of the Goocheonhyeonnyeo can be said to be a miracle in itself.

“Let’s pull ourselves together.”

I came to my senses by hitting my cheeks hard with both hands.

Still, whenever the portrait of Gucheonhyeonnyeo came to mind, I felt dizzy.

Fortunately, this was a portrait.

If this were real, I wouldn’t have even thought of coming to my senses like this.

So I thought this was also another lesson and practice.

I’m talking about mental practice.

Every time I felt dizzy, I would slap myself on the cheek to clear my mind.

slap!

But why do I have a strange feeling?

Snap! Snap!

Am I really learning the sword?

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Why is it that doing mental training is just a feeling?

└[Nine Heavenly Wise Women]

: Youngest, you must survive and let’s go see the flowers in the paradise garden together!

slap!!!!

···It was truly a blast.

* * *

Gucheonhyeonnyeo’s swordsmanship lesson finally ended after about an hour.

And when Gucheonhyeonnyeo’s class ended.

└[Hyeonhyeonja (玄玄子) Jang Sam-bong]

: Then, youngest, let’s start the swordplay class right away.

The shaman’s opening ceremony and Jang Sam-bong’s swordsmanship lessons followed immediately.

After that, I went back to the volcano’s opening investigation and received lessons on the illusion sword from Hwa-ryong-tong.

When that’s done, give the common light a strong sword.

Again, give the quick sword and heavy sword to Wang Jungyang of Jeonjin Church.

And only after learning the essence of the Spirit Treasure Method from the last Jongli Kwon did it finally end.

“Whoa···.”

I really thought I was going to die.

This is not a metaphor, it is literally on the verge of death.

My head is throbbing, and it feels like there are mushrooms rolling around in my brain.

It wouldn’t have been strange at all if my head had exploded at any moment.

My body felt so heavy that I couldn’t move.

No kidding, I was confident that I would die… no, faint at the very moment I started.

When I raised my head, it was dark all around.

I wonder if it hasn’t dawned yet.

···Of course, that wasn’t it.

The current time was a little past Hae-shi.

Classes started at 卯時, so more than eight hours out of twelve have passed in a day.

What used to be seven o’clock was extended by one hour due to eating in between.

With that, the sun set again beyond the horizon.

Now, after about three hours of sleep, I had to wake up again and go to class.

“······.”

Is this what it means for people to live?

Moreover, it wasn’t something that could be finished in just one day.

I had to take the same class the day after tomorrow.

The next day too. And the day after that too.

And then the next day too…

“···I have to do it.”

I let out a sigh, but there was nothing I could do about it.

There are only one month and two days left.

No, a day has passed, so I have only one month and one day left to live.

I took a deep breath and cleaned up my mess.

And then I stopped as I was about to enter the room.

“···Should I review it once before going to bed?”

I changed my mind and headed to the missionary’s training ground.

He stood in the center of the training ground holding his sword and calmly closed his eyes.

Sword secrets for the freshmen today.

I looked back at them calmly.

First, the sword I learned from Gucheonhyeonnyeo.

Wedge!

The sword, filled with momentum, cut through the cold air of the training ground.

But that was it.

I swung my sword and it moved.

That was it.

The spirit of dominance that Gucheonhyeonnyeo emphasized was nowhere to be found.

···It is not easy.

My talents were so tightly blocked that I couldn’t acquire anything.

Even if you teach one thing, you still do not fully understand it.

Bang!

Eventually, my feet got tangled and I fell to the floor.

Far from being defeated, his body was thrown to the floor.

···My whole body hurts.

“······.”

Where did you see that it was a talent that even the heavens feared?

I wonder if it’s all a lie.

I wonder if these are words made up to comfort me.

I know that can’t be true.

But I can’t shake that thought.

My life is only one month away.

I wonder if I can survive.

Wouldn’t it be better to do what you want to do during that time?

Why would anyone struggle to survive like this?

Is it really necessary to live and practice such inhumane things?

Life is limited anyway.

“Should I just… give up?”

Wouldn’t it be nice to live the rest of your life comfortably?

My mind and thoughts are clouded and confused, as if they are filled with dregs.

So I took up my sword again.

I forced myself up from my prone position.

And then calmly and slowly.

He swung his sword as if wiping away the dregs of his mind.

Every time I swung my sword, memories of the past flashed before my eyes.

I swung my sword and faced my past selves.

I have never wished for an incredibly great life in my life.

I never really dreamed of being someone who would make a big noise in the world.

But there was one day that was particularly difficult.

I just wanted to put everything down and suddenly leave.

But there was a day when I didn’t have the courage to cut off the ties that were entangled with me, so I wandered around, unable to leave.

In reality, I don’t have anything.

Why are there so many things to protect?

And why always.

Am I just lacking something?

I live each day struggling, but nothing changes.

Every day was like that for me.

But now I know.

No, I think I know.

All of that was just greed created by the obsession to become something.

That it started from the pressure of happiness.

That it was just an illusion that we had created.

We are all children of nature, and nature is simply what it is.

If you’re not particularly unhappy right now, isn’t that happiness too?

So, let’s not be impatient.

Just as spring flowers do not envy the modesty of winter flowers,

Winter flowers do not envy the splendor of spring flowers.

Each flower blooms and withers at different times.

Life will be no different.

So, what I wish for now may not be that great.

Becoming a god is also possible.

Becoming a martial artist whose name is known throughout the world.

And living happily.

I don’t want anything.

It’s not like this is a world where you can have more just because you desperately want it.

I just hope tomorrow will be safe as well.

I quietly wish for some small laughter.

“Phew···.”

He stopped swinging the sword, catching his breath.

On the floor, there were footprints engraved here and there along the six sword paths learned from the immortals.

It is a combination of six swords.

When I raised my head, Eungseon was sitting on the roof, looking at me with surprised eyes.

“How was it, Eungseon? Were you okay?”

Knock knock!!

Eungseon nodded with a look in her eyes that said, “This is the best.” It seems that she definitely felt the urgency in the sword I showed her.

“It feels a bit light.”

In fact, my mind was much more at ease.

I feel like I’ve completely washed away all the dregs of my thoughts by moving my body.

I don’t know if it was a profound insight, but I feel like I’ve gained some kind of enlightenment.

They say that nothing beats the head, and that is the body.

There is nothing wrong with that statement.

“Senior Jong-Ri-Kwon also said that the mind method of Yeong-Bo-Pil-Beop is not something that can be achieved by simply training the mind.”

As you train your mind, some kind of debris is bound to accumulate in your mind.

If you have a lot of gloomy thoughts and feelings in your mind, trying to overcome them with other thoughts and feelings will only make you more depressed.

If you’re feeling depressed, don’t just meditate, move your body, you piece of shit.

“Senior Jong-Ri Kwon was doing well, but then he suddenly broke down in the end.”

There was nothing different from the Taesangnogun.

You could say that like teacher, like disciple.

“Anyway, I guess I’ll stop here for today.”

I had to go to bed quickly if I wanted to continue my murderous training tomorrow.

It was at that very moment that I was heading inward.

-Are you inside···?

Suddenly, a woman’s voice was heard from outside the missionary office’s gate.

“Who are you at this late hour?”

As I opened the front door, a familiar face was standing at the doorstep.

“Aren’t you Byuksam’s mother?”

The mother of Byeok Sam-i, the last student of the missionary office.

“What are you doing here at this late hour?”

“Have you by any chance… seen Byuksami?”

“Are you talking about Byeoksam? If you mean Byeoksam, then I quit my missionary job yesterday because I was going to Horonggwan.”

“Ah, yes···.”

For a moment, Byuksam’s mother’s expression became strange.

Judging from his awkward gestures, he seemed to be apologizing to me.

“I don’t mind at all, so please don’t be so harsh.”

Still, Byuksam’s mother couldn’t meet my eyes for a while.

I waited in silence, and after a while, Byuksam’s mother asked again.

“But by any chance… have you not seen Byuksami since then?”

“Yes. Did something happen to Byuksami?”

When I asked again, Byuksam’s mother’s expression suddenly darkened.

It seemed like something had happened.

So, just as I was about to ask again.

Byuksam’s mother opened her mouth with an anxious expression.

“That’s because Byuksami hasn’t come home yet···.”