Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 346

Tales of the Spirit Walker – Part 2, Episode 55

The Five Great Clans.

No, right now, the heads of the Four Great Clans are gathered, each offering a few words about their aspirations regarding this incident.

When Saha appeared, Cheonbeom’s face immediately turned cold.

‘I should have known.’

It was expected, but seeing it directly made him feel even worse.

‘They discard you when they don’t need you, and now they use you. Of course.’

He wanted to overturn everything, but he was just disappointed that he couldn’t.

Four clan heads are guarding their positions.

Besides them, officials and cultivators from various ranks and families are gathered here.

There are tens of thousands of Lesser Immortals and Intermediate Immortals, and the number of Advanced Immortals is also considerable.

Moreover, it is a solemn funeral.

If he caused a disturbance in this situation, it wouldn’t end simply.

Especially since public sentiment is already turbulent due to the attack by the Demonic Lineage….

“I… I am Saha, the eldest grandson of the Sa Clan and the current head of the Sa Clan.”

The trembling in her voice is clearly conveyed.

The cultivators watching her begin to murmur at her lack of confidence.

Those who remember Hwagi-rin’s bravery clicked their tongues in pity, while those who didn’t know blinked in confusion.

Saha’s flustered and helpless appearance is visible.

She opens and closes her mouth, unsure of what to do.

Beom sighed and moved his lips, sending a secret telepathic message.

-Calm down.

Saha was startled and found Beom mixed among the cultivators.

Her expression shows a mix of relief, joy, and anxiety.

-I don’t know why you went up there, but if you have something to say, say it boldly. You are not a criminal, and you have done nothing wrong to them.

At his earnest words, Saha bit her lower lip.

Soon, she clenched her fist, and her eyes filled with determination.

‘Now she looks a bit better.’

Soon, her mouth opened.

“I have no intention of seeking past glory. In the last Immortal Extermination War [a major conflict against beings from higher realms], our Sa Clan was at the forefront, defeating Immortals, but all that returned was the downfall of our clan.”

The downfall of the clan.

The cultivators’ murmurs grew louder.

“The downfall of the clan… ?”

“What is she talking about?”

Those who knew were silent, and only those who didn’t know opened their mouths in confusion.

However, everyone fell silent at Saha’s next powerful words.

“But even so, I! In this Immortal Extermination War, I will kill Immortals as my ancestors did! To prevent the same! And the same pain from continuing! I will break that cycle!”

Break the cycle.

“What do you mean by breaking the cycle?”

“Are you perhaps suggesting an invasion of the Collapsed Realm and the Death Realm?”

To their questions, Saha retorted.

“Then until when must our Water Realm be prey for the Collapsed Realm and the Death Realm? Until when must we suffer! Why must we!”

No one answers her question.

Until now, the Water Realm has never started a war first.

Below, there was damage from the Immortal Insects pouring out of the Insect Realm, and above, they had to be wary of the Immortal Realm.

In addition, there were the Demonic Realm and the Collapsed Realm bastards.

Because of that, the Water Realm is always conservative.

Defensive.

“Is that our fate? Our entire lives, from my ancestors to now, and even our descendants after this, must we always be on the receiving end? Is that our fate?”

Saha shook her head.

“Now is the time to break that cycle. Therefore, I! No, if the people of the Water Realm help me! I will show you that the Immortal Extermination War will no longer be something we suffer, but something we must repay to them.”

Her face is red as if she is excited.

She seems to be out of breath.

But there is no shadow on her face.

It seemed like she had said everything she wanted to say.

“That is all.”

She stepped down from the platform, but the gathered cultivators were silent.

Everyone had a dumbfounded expression.

However, after a while.

The cultivators all used their respective divine powers to send faintly glowing orbs into the sky.

They couldn’t make loud noises as the funeral was being held. But her speech had shaken their hearts.

That is why they are doing this.

It means that thousands and tens of thousands of cultivators were moved by Saha’s will.

As if responding to that will, Saha wielded her Spirit Transformation Brush, painting the sky with a Hwagi-rin [a mythical fire creature] covered in red flames.

It was a Hwagi-rin that was both beautiful and immensely brave.

* * *

After that, the funeral lasted for a month.

And throughout that month, the story of Hwagi-rin and Saha, the head of the Sa Clan, was the talk of many cultivators.

Her name and clan spread not only in the Water Palace but throughout the entire Water Realm.

Of course, the story of Hwagi-rin was the same.

Most had a good impression of her.

As a result, the story of the Immortal Extermination War naturally surfaced.

“Why is it that a clan that sacrificed so much is now in such a state?”

“That is….”

Whisper, whisper.

“What?! Accused of treason?”

“Keep it down…! Do you intend to spread the rumor all over the neighborhood!”

“Ahem, anyway, is that really true? They treated a clan that they should be grateful to like that…?”

“That’s just the rumor… there’s nothing certain. It’s been tens of thousands of years, so of course.”

“Tsk, the Sa Clan is just pitiful.”

“Even so, she’s stepping forward for the Water Realm, so she’s amazing.”

The cultivator who was chatting looked around and whispered again.

“But there’s another rumor I heard. Would you like to hear it?”

“What is it?”

“Actually… the heads of the three clans who passed away recently…”

“What about them?”

“The rumor is that they were the ones who were jealous of the Sa Clan and framed them, causing their downfall.”

“What!? Is that true!?”

“It’s just a rumor… but it’s a pretty plausible rumor.”

“Hehe… I didn’t see it that way, but they received divine punishment, tsk tsk.”

This is a common rumor that can be heard these days in Ha-gong’s tavern.

‘They’re saying it out in the open, but why are they pretending to whisper like that?’

If it were a story that really needed to be hidden, they would have used telepathy, not whispered like that.

‘Their actions are so petty.’

Perhaps either the Peng Clan or the Ji Clan is secretly working on it.

Such rumors spread like wildfire.

Since interest in the Sa Clan has deepened due to the recent speech, they are preemptively blocking any scandals that may arise.

“What are you going to do now?”

Cheonbeom and Hwaran, wearing bamboo hats, were sipping midday drinks in the tavern.

“What do you mean, what to do…? That’s the path Saha chose. We can only watch.”

Revealing her aspirations and imprinting the Sa Clan on the cultivators were all Saha’s intentions.

Beom has no reason or responsibility to interfere with her life and choices.

He will just silently support and watch as a friend.

“I did ask her anyway.”

That her doing so is the enemy’s scheme and that she is being used.

But Saha didn’t care.

“What did she say?”

Beom, who put down his glass, smiled slyly.

“She said it was what she wanted.”

Even Beom doesn’t know what big picture she is drawing.

But he could roughly guess.

‘She must have thought it was an opportunity.’

The Sa Clan was on the verge of destruction.

If they receive this much attention, they can ride the momentum and increase their size and scale at once.

She made a gamble.

[I have a purpose. I will spread that purpose widely and achieve the Great Dao [a profound spiritual goal]. Therefore, I will squeeze out the pus of the Water Realm and regain the original honor of my clan.]

I don’t know why she suddenly became so ambitious….

“It’s not bad.”

The path will be difficult and dangerous, but it’s okay because she’s not walking alone.

Because Beom will help her by her side.

‘If they use her, she will also use them.’

It’s interesting.

Cheonbeom, who had sorted out his thoughts, slowly got up from his seat.

“Let’s go.”

“Ah, it’s today.”

Hwaran clapped lightly and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

“Yes. It’s today.”

Today is the inauguration ceremony for the Cheonmuseon [a martial arts organization]. Because of the timing, it won’t be held grandly, but even so, he is looking forward to it.

It can be said that the reason why he is still in the Water Realm after all the hardships he has gone through is because of the position of Cheonmuseon, so he can’t help but look forward to it.

After a while.

Beom went straight to the palace to go through the inauguration ceremony.

The Munmugung of the Water Palace.

The inauguration ceremony was held in the Munmugung, a place where Munseon [scholarly officials] and Museon [martial officials] gather together.

The current Daechenmujang [Grand General of Martial Arts] and Daechenmunjang [Grand General of Scholarly Arts].

And the Cheonmujang [General of Martial Arts] and Cheonmunjang [General of Scholarly Arts] under them were solemnly seated.

Those gathered in front were the Intermediate Immortals who participated in the Martial Arts Competition, including Beom.

They were those with outstanding qualities among the Intermediate Immortals who survived the Martial Arts Competition.

Among them were Intermediate Immortals who competed with Beom in martial arts and were defeated, and familiar faces such as Ji Heon-wi of the Ji Clan and Peng Ga-yeon of the Peng Clan were also present.

“Due to the timing, it is a simple inauguration ceremony, but you are the ones who will bear the name of the proud Tongcheon Water Palace. Do not dwell on personal matters and spread the will of the Water Palace.”

When the Daechenmunjang’s voice filled with divine energy spread, everyone’s movements stopped.

“Those whose names are called, come forward.”

The names of a little over a hundred Intermediate Immortals began to be called one by one.

“Intermediate Immortal Peng Ga-yeon, Intermediate Immortal Go Won-won, Intermediate Immortal Yoon Jin-jeong, Intermediate Immortal Ha Gae-wan.”

As they stepped forward one by one, the Daechenmunjang personally came out and handed them each a spirit tablet.

They will become Cheonmunseon, not Cheonmuseon, and will be affiliated with the Water Palace.

The Cheonmuseon is a place where cultivators who mainly focus on martial arts are selected, and it is a position that often goes outside the Water Palace. On the other hand, the Cheonmunseon gathers those who are excellent in formations and magic to maintain the Water Palace’s barrier or mainly handle internal affairs.

Simply put, if the Cheonmuseon is a spear, the Cheonmunseon is a shield.

‘Peng Ga-yeon is a Cheonmunseon.’

It suits her well.

She didn’t feel close to Museon.

“Intermediate Immortal Ji Heon-wi, Intermediate Immortal Woo-myeong, Intermediate Immortal Mi Mae-ryeon, Intermediate Immortal Hae Chun-bun. Come forward.”

They are Cheonmuseon.

The Daechenmujang came out and handed them spirit tablets.

Ji Heon-wi, who received the spirit tablet, grinned and twisted his lips towards Beom.

Cheonbeom didn’t know why he was doing that, so he cursed inwardly, but after a while, he realized the reason.

‘The order they were called in.’

The order seems to have meaning.

Those who are called first are mostly confident and have a different aura.

But the more they are called later, the more their aura seems to diminish.

Knowing that, Ji Heon-wi provoked Cheonbeom with a sneer.

‘How pathetic.’

After all, he must have gotten this because of his family.

Ji Clan, Woo Clan, Mi Clan.

Aren’t they clans that have a stake?

‘Is that the clan where Won Seon-taesa is?’

Probably.

The Intermediate Immortals Woo-myeong and Mi Mae-ryeon, excluding Ji Heon-wi, had indifferent faces as if it were natural.

Beom soon turned off his attention.

He doesn’t want to pay attention to such trivial things. In the first place, what Beom aims for is the benefits of Cheonmuseon rather than honor.

“Now, the next ones whose names are called, come forward.”

After that, the inauguration ceremony was held for Cheonmuseon and Cheonmunseon in order.

Those who received the spirit tablets symbolizing Cheonmuseon and Cheonmunseon were overwhelmed with emotion and burst into smiles.

As the number of Intermediate Immortals waiting gradually disappeared, most of them were divided into Cheonmuseon and Cheonmunseon on the right and left.

And soon, there was one person left alone in the middle.

“Intermediate Immortal Cheonbeom.”

It was Cheonbeom.

Perhaps because he was the last Intermediate Immortal to be called, the Cheonmuseon and Cheonmunseon with spirit tablets attached to their waists looked at Cheonbeom with different faces.

Those who had bad feelings towards him sneered, saying it was good, while those who didn’t know him well looked at him with pity.

And those who knew his skills well could not hide their doubts.

Even in that situation, Beom calmly went up to the platform.

It was the Daechenmunjang who called him, but strangely, the Daechenmujang also came forward.

In a strange situation, the faces of those who were sneering at him hardened.

“We had a long conversation with the Daechenmujang about you. So we decided to do this.”

What the Daechenmunjang took out was the Munseon Tablet [symbol of a Cheonmunseon].

“We know what you did in the Jjanjan Gyeongjeongdo [a specific location or event].”

The Daechenmujang said, whispering softly.

Soon, she took out the Museon Tablet [symbol of a Cheonmuseon].

The spirit tablets that floated from their hands were momentarily combined into one by a strange energy.

A spirit tablet with a phoenix and a dragon drawn on it.

A Hwagi-rin painting was added between them, creating a new spirit tablet.

“Intermediate Immortal Cheonbeom. We hereby appoint you as a Special Rank 4, Munmugwanjang [a high-ranking official position combining both martial and scholarly roles].”