Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 295

Tales of the Divine Swordsman – Part 2, Chapter 4

Small Immortals have a lifespan.

Small Immortals exist everywhere in the Upper Realm, and their lifespans vary.

When their lifespans end, they are reborn.

They lose their previous memories, and their bodies reincarnate as children.

Thus, they live a new life.

“That’s the typical life of a Small Immortal, but sometimes they die in battle.”

If the entire body remains intact upon death, appropriate measures can be taken to revive them.

It is said that revival is impossible if even a single limb or finger is missing.

“So…”

“I once lost my life in battle but succeeded in being reborn with the help of my family.”

Thanks to that, I lost my memories.

It is said that I relearned my current cultivation method by referring to a manual written by my past self in preparation for unforeseen circumstances.

Naturally, Cheonbeom’s expression during the day softened.

He seemed to have some connection with the Heavenly Outer Army, but the means to find out disappeared.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t investigate this matter further.

Just then, people from the Hwang family came to greet him.

“I’ve heard the story. I am Hwang Gon, the head of the Hwang family.”

“I am Cheonbeom.”

“So, you are Immortal Cheon. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Hwang Gon was a man of dignity.

His face was smooth and glossy, and although he had a catfish beard, his impression was good.

His manners were impeccable, and he knew how to treat guests.

He was a High Immortal like Cheonbeom, and he seemed to wield high-level divine powers. Hwang Gon’s aura subtly emanated the energy of water.

‘I can sense water too.’

“I heard you haven’t made a decision yet. If it’s alright with you, would you like me to provide a place for you to stay temporarily?”

“I would be grateful if you did.”

Since he had to stay for a while anyway to gather various information, there was no reason to refuse.

The Hwang family would be eager to do more for a High Immortal who had walked in on their own.

“Someone there. Offer Yongchae Peak.”

“Yongchae Peak… Ah, I understand.”

“Haha, it’s a place I cherish. A passing immortal with whom I have a connection sometimes stays there, so the servant was surprised. I don’t know if you’ll like it.”

“I am grateful.”

He sneered inwardly but didn’t show it.

Perhaps the servant had been told in advance.

The Hwang family of Yongma Valley was famous for commerce, and it was already showing.

“Oh, I have a good bottle of wine. How about a drink after you rest for a while?”

The sun was at its zenith.

It was an unappealing offer, but it would be impolite to refuse.

“The way of alcohol is also a path, so I won’t refuse.”

“Hahaha! The wine of Yongma Valley is excellent even in the Water Realm, so you can look forward to it. I’ll treat you to a fantastic table!”

Hwang Gon laughed heartily and disappeared, and Hwangson guided Cheonbeom to Yongchae Peak.

A little later.

Cheonbeom, who had settled into the eastern part of Yongchae Peak, looked around with satisfaction.

‘The spiritual energy is abundant.’

Compared to Yoomugan, it was a drop in the bucket, but compared to the Lower Realm, it was more than abundant.

Even in Yongma Valley, the area around Yongchae Peak was a place where the flow of spiritual energy gathered, so it was a suitable place to practice the laws.

Cheonbeom flicked his finger in the eastern part of Yongchae Peak and set up several restrictions and illusionary formations. Not only that, but he also unleashed the Yongnyung Oeijin formation [a defensive formation] mixed with the enlightenment of Gyuncheon Bohwa, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m worried because I don’t know anything.”

As soon as he ascended to the Upper Realm, he heard many stories and saw many things.

It hadn’t even been a day yet, but his head was already spinning.

-But isn’t this the place you’ve been wanting?

Whoosh.

A lonely wind blew.

The voice suddenly heard in his ear was the voice of the woman he had longed for.

Whirr.

Golden petals fluttered around him.

Amidst them, the familiar figure of a woman descended like a single flower petal.

Cheonbeom’s face unknowingly bloomed into a smile, and he reached out to receive her.

“Hwaran!”

Cheonbeom, who caught her as she fell from the golden petals, was delighted.

Hwaran, held in his arms, also wrapped her arms around his neck, reveling in the joy of reunion.

“Are you alright now?”

“Yes. Except that the petals are dyed gold, nothing is different. Men want to dye women in their colors, and it seems that it was not a lie. Now my color is dyed in the colors of Sangu, isn’t it?”

As soon as she revealed herself, she made a mischievous joke, but Cheonbeom still smiled brightly and embraced her.

“You’ve become more beautiful.”

A subtle golden light emanated from her body, as if a halo was radiating.

Perhaps it had something to do with Cheonbeom’s eyes turning golden and the flames turning golden.

She was a part of him and his sword.

Naturally, she would experience the changes together.

“Are you happy?”

“Of course.”

How could he not be happy?

He hadn’t seen her for over a thousand years.

He felt it implicitly, but he felt lonely because he couldn’t meet her.

It wasn’t like they had broken up, so the feeling was less intense, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t happy.

Hwaran seemed to be happy too, as she hugged Cheonbeom’s neck and didn’t let go. The two shared stories they hadn’t been able to tell for a long time and relieved their longing.

Before he knew it, the sky had darkened.

After gazing affectionately at Hwaran in the bedroom for a long time, he got up from his seat.

“Do you know where this is?”

“I know.”

Hwaran, who was combing her disheveled hair, answered as if it were natural.

Seeing that she knew, it seemed she had seen and heard from within him.

“Why don’t you go to the Hwang family? Although there are things to worry about, it’s better to go to Yongma Valley.”

She seemed to be affirming his thoughts.

“From what I’ve heard, Sangseo is prone to attacks by Seonchung [a type of celestial insect], and as a result, the Sa family doesn’t have a single High Immortal, and it seems difficult to help with cultivation.”

“That’s right.”

“I can’t say that the Hwang family is a good place, but everything depends on you, Sangu.”

That was also true.

“You still call me Sangu.”

“It’s stuck in my mouth. Should I change the title this time? How should I change it? My other half? My partner? Or since I’m a sword, should I call you scabbard…?”

“Stop joking, call me Sangu.”

How could she not change after spending over two thousand years together?

“Anyway, it’s not the Sa family.”

“I think so too.”

“But why are you hesitating? Perhaps, do you want to contact another family?”

“No.”

Click.

Hwaran put down the comb.

Seeing her frowning, it meant ‘don’t be frustrating and tell me quickly’.

“There’s something bothering me.”

“Did you get a thorn stuck in your throat? Ah- try this. I may be a sharp and deadly sword now, but I can remove a thorn stuck in your throat.”

Cheonbeom, lightly ignoring Hwaran, who was pretending to be fatal, straightened his clothes and left the east side.

Hwaran seemed to follow him, disappearing like a ghost.

“Ah! I’ve been waiting. The head of the family is also very much looking forward to this meeting. Let’s go quickly.”

Hwangson, who had been waiting outside the east side, appeared with a bow.

Following Hwangson’s guidance across the sky, a sumptuous feast was set up in a gazebo located by a small waterfall.

It was quite a large place, and there were also dancers wearing thin veils.

“Oh! You’ve come!”

Hwang Gon, the head of the Hwang family, greeted him.

There were also two men he had never seen before, all of whom were immortals in the realm of High Immortals.

One was a beautiful young man with a red flower pattern engraved on his forehead, and the other was a hunched old man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes.

The head of the family and a total of three people stood up and bowed to Cheonbeom.

“These are the High Immortals who are working in our family. I invited them because it wouldn’t be bad to get to know each other. If you feel offended, I apologize in advance.”

“No. I came up from the Lower Realm and have no connections, but I should be grateful that you have arranged a place like this.”

“I am Chochan.”

“I am Tango Mal.”

The beautiful young man was a water fairy named Chochan. The old monster was Tango Mal.

“I am Cheonbeom.”

After introducing himself and sitting down, Hwang Gon smiled with satisfaction.

Soon, he took out a bottle of wine from his arms, which was a transparent glass bottle with a clear view inside.

The glass bottle was shaped like a dragon, with a stopper on the mouth, making it look mysterious.

Poong!

With a cheerful sound, Hwang Gon opened the bottle, and a thick aroma of alcohol spread gently like a ripple.

“The scent is very good.”

“It is said to be Yongmaju [Yongma Valley wine], which Yongma Valley boasts? Even just smelling it makes me feel like I’ve already had a drink.”

Chochan and Tango Mal closed their eyes pleasantly and savored the scent.

Tango Mal spoke well, unlike his appearance, like a silver-tongued man.

“Let’s each have a drink first.”

Pour, pour.

Tok, tok.

Unlike the strong aroma, bubbles popped up when poured into the glass.

As soon as he poured it into his mouth, a popping sensation swept through his body.

It was a strange sensation where coldness shook his whole body and disappeared.

“How is it?”

“I’ve never had such wine before. This is truly divine wine!”

Tango Mal chuckled and took another drink, while Chochan savored it slowly.

-I want to try it too.

-I’ll get it for you later.

It was then.

Suddenly, the bracelet wrapped around Cheonbeom’s wrist shook and flashed.

“Oh….”

The light flashed and a child appeared from within, snatched the bottle of wine that Hwang Gon had, and chewed it whole.

“Th, this is…!!”

Hwang Gon couldn’t swallow his anger as he looked at the child who had appeared unexpectedly.

But he couldn’t vent his anger.

The child was a guest at the drinking party.

The child who appeared from Cheonbeom’s wrist was Tamhwa.

“Haa….”

Tamhwa swallowed the bottle without paying attention and complained that his throat was stinging, saying it was fun and asking for more.

“Give me more! Don’t you have another one?”

Hwang Gon looked at Cheonbeom and Tamhwa alternately, and his face turned red.

‘Did the smell of alcohol wake him up?’

He thought he was still sleeping because he had been quiet even after ascending to the Upper Realm.

He didn’t expect him to appear suddenly.

He was a child who knew when to join and when not to, but he couldn’t understand why he was acting like that.

“Hehe….”

“Cough.”

Anyway, he had ruined the drinking party that was ripening, so he had to take responsibility.

“My child has committed a rude act.”

He brought Tamhwa forward, grabbed his head, and made him bow.

As he apologized, Hwang Gon twitched his cheeks and accepted the apology.

‘High Immortal….’

He didn’t know when he snatched the wine and swallowed it in one gulp, but when he looked closely, he was a High Immortal.

As he felt that the little child was at the same level as himself, his anger melted away in an instant.

Hwang Gon soon showed a good-natured smile.

“Immortal Cheon must have known that Yongmaju is a precious wine. There’s no reason to receive an apology, Hehaha!”

They also noticed that Tamhwa was a High Immortal and laughed, saying it was a very funny situation.

Hwang Gon’s eyes were already drawing half moons.

It was obvious what he was thinking.

Cheonbeom put Tamhwa on his lap so that he couldn’t cause an accident.

He was drooling, and it seemed he wanted to drink more alcohol.

‘I’ve never seen him drink alcohol before.’

He must have liked Yongmaju quite a bit.

“That can’t be. It’s true that my child made a mistake, so I can’t just gloss over it.”

As Cheonbeom said that, Hwang Gon narrowed his brows as if he was in trouble, and then took something out of his arms, saying that was right.

“Then, how about this.”

In his hand, there was a scroll.

When he unfolded the scroll, it was surprisingly round.

Originally, scrolls are mostly square, but this one had a round, spherical shape. He wondered if a landscape painting was drawn on it, but nothing was drawn.

Only red magic letters were written here and there.

“What is this?”

“Oh, Janjangyeongjeongdo!!”

“Yes, it is a replica of something called Janjangyeongjeongdo (孱孱境靜圖) [Tranquil Realm Reflection Diagram], a magical treasure.”

“Janjangyeongjeongdo?”

“It’s faster to see it with your own eyes than to say a hundred words.”

Hwang Gon plucked a strand of hair from his head and dropped it on the unfolded scroll.

Then, as if the hair had been dropped in the middle of a lake, ripples appeared on the scroll and sank into it.

But what was even more amazing was that the dropped hair wriggled inside the scroll and turned into a picture.

“Would you like to try it, Immortal Cheon?”

“I will.”

Chochan and Tango Mal were also watching with great interest.

Cheonbeom plucked a strand of his hair and handed it over.

His hair seeped in, and soon a picture of the same appearance as Cheonbeom appeared on the scroll.

A picture similar to Hwang Gon and a picture similar to Cheonbeom.

Now that the two were on one scroll, he seemed to know what it was for.

“You’re having a duel.”

“You guessed it right away. Janjangyeongjeongdo creates similar clones with the hair we drop. We cannot control these clones, but….”

Tak!

Hwang Gon struck the scroll.

Then, the pictures inside the scroll jumped out, and the forms were maintained in illusion.

It was a clone that looked exactly like Cheonbeom and Hwang Gon.

“Although we don’t use treasures, it’s made almost the same as the power of the main body, so you can roughly estimate the power without having to fight directly.”

Originally, it is a type of treasure used to determine the head of the family or the head of the Water Palace.

It is not a genuine product, but a replica of Janjangyeongjeongdo, so its performance is inferior, but it was perfect as a plaything.

“How is it? If Immortal Cheon is so uneasy, how about having a bet with me with this Janjangyeongjeongdo?”

Of course, if he won the bet, he would want him to join his family.

“That sounds fun.”