Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 454

Nangseon’s Return – Part 2, Episode 163

“Attack!!”

“Uwaaaaaaa!!”

Her single word ignited a sudden battle.

‘I never knew she had this side to her,’ Bum thought, surprised. ‘I always thought she was a delicate flower in a greenhouse.’

Bum stared at her, dumbfounded, then ordered Hoo-hae and Sabi, who were also watching blankly.

“You two, get out there too.”

“Huh? Ah, yes, sir!”

The demonic cultivators guarding the area were mostly Upper Immortals.

It was hardly a match for the hundreds of Returning Immortals, so Bum didn’t even need to lift a finger.

Although reinforcements from the Punggye [a realm or faction] were arriving in droves, the moment Tamhwa, who was wrapped around Bum’s wrist, stepped forward, they vanished in an instant.

“Now that’s done.”

As if she had taken care of something annoying, Hwayang smiled brightly at Bum, her expression lighter.

‘Well, the only ones she needs to fear are the Origin Immortals belonging to the Sangcheonhaewol [a powerful group or organization], who are on par with the Manyakbyeonwang [a powerful individual or title].’

Most would fear the Manyakbyeonwang behind her.

That’s probably why she smiled so much when she first saw Bum barging into the Manyakjeong [likely a place associated with the Manyakbyeonwang].

Now he understood why she looked at him with such fascination and amusement.

“W-what’s going on?”

Saha, who came out of the carriage afterward, asked what was happening.

After he explained the situation, she tilted her head and then nodded.

“As the Fourth Realm’s princess, she has nothing to fear. Thanks to her, we’re more comfortable.”

After saying that, Saha poked Bum in the side and whispered.

“You’re not mistaken about something, are you? She may be beautiful on the outside, but inside, she’s a Returning Immortal, a tricky goblin at that.”

“I know.”

“Why do we avoid Returning Immortals? Not only do they wield bizarre divine powers, but their nature is cruel, and they love to deceive. Most of the women among the Returning Immortals are exceptionally good at seducing men, and the men are skilled at deception, so be careful, very careful.”

Saha seemed to have an even worse impression of Hwayang.

It was understandable, considering how much they had argued inside.

“Did you two become a little closer?”

“Closer? Not at all. If they didn’t have swords, they would have wanted to kill each other a hundred times over.”

“Then why did you fight?”

At the fundamental question, Saha glared at Bum as if he were annoying and turned away.

“I don’t know, I’m tired.”

“You must be tired from arguing without sleeping. Go inside and rest.”

“What about you?”

“Well… I’ll clean up a bit.”

“Okay.”

Saha went back into the carriage, and Bum approached Hwayang, who was watching the Returning Immortals clean up the battlefield.

“How is Lady Saha?”

“She said she’s tired and resting. I told her to do so since she doesn’t have anything to do.”

“…You have good friends.”

“She’s one of my few friends. A friend with whom I’ve built a long-lasting relationship.”

He indirectly told her not to fight, but Hwayang pretended not to hear.

“I’ve heard roughly. You said you met a Lower Realm connection in the Upper Realm. You kept talking about fate, fate…”

She said that fate is built upon relationships, insisting so much that her ears were about to fall off.

“Isn’t it a little cute how she insists?”

“….”

He chuckled, and she became serious.

“Never mind.”

He shrugged, and she sighed softly before asking.

“Why don’t you accept her?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You know Lady Saha’s feelings. I know you already have two wives. But for a man of significance, having three wives and four concubines is not a flaw.”

She was asking why he didn’t accept her as a wife. Bum remained silent about it.

Then Hwayang’s lips curled up into a smirk.

“Lady Saha is quite pitiful.”

“Why are you smiling like that while saying she’s pitiful?”

“Oh, am I? You must have seen wrong.”

Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she clapped her hands together.

“Lady Saha called you Bum. Why is that? Is it a nickname?”

“…Something like that.”

“Hmph….”

Hwayang crossed her arms and gave him a suspicious look.

Bum responded with a nonchalant gaze.

“Before the wedding, I tried to find out about you. Rumors or background about a Nangseon [a title or affiliation] named Yoo-jung.”

“You did something unnecessary.”

“Please don’t be offended. I’m the Fourth Realm’s princess, and you were the man I was going to marry, so it was only natural to find out.”

That would have been the case.

It would have been a waste of effort, though.

“A man of your caliber should have made a name for himself in the Water Realm, but there was nothing? It’s quite strange, isn’t it?”

She said with a meaningful smile, as if suspicious.

“That’s how Nangseon are. The Water Realm is a place where the power of families is superior to that of sects, so Nangseon have no power.”

“Yes, since there was no story about you, I looked for Lady Saha and found something.”

“….”

“A cultivator who ascended from the Lower Realm suddenly came to the Saha Clan. A young man with the surname Cheon and the name Bum ascended to the Fragrant Immortal realm a thousand years after ascending. Thanks to him, the declining Saha Clan is prospering, and in the Water Realm, there are few who don’t know the name Cheonbum and the position of Minister of Military and Civilian Affairs. What a great man, my husband.”

“Cheon, Bum. What a wonderful name. We only use names without surnames… But now that we’re married, will I be called Cheon Hwayang instead of just Hwayang?”

Hwayang giggled and said excitedly, as if she found it very amusing.

‘This is a mess,’ Bum thought.

The reason for hiding his name was to prevent any trouble.

Even after the wedding, he was at odds with the Jade Celestial King, so he tried to hide himself under the name Yoo-jung.

But he didn’t expect her to find out so easily.

He didn’t expect her information network to be this outstanding.

‘Saha must have said something unnecessary….’

Sigh.

“Ah, of course, I’ll be the only one who knows, so don’t worry too much, Bum.”

Then she asked him to call her Yang as well.

“…I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

“Women who are simple are easily discarded. Are you thinking of abandoning me?”

“I can’t abandon what I never had.”

At his blunt words, Hwayang pondered for a moment and then smiled brightly.

Then she came close to Bum’s face and whispered in his ear.

“You have my body, don’t you?”

“Ahem.”

At her bold tone, Bum coughed and looked at the distant mountains for no reason.

“How cute.”

“You have no shame.”

“After talking with Lady Saha, I realized I shouldn’t have such things.”

“What does that mean?”

“Don’t expect a woman to give you all the answers.”

“Goodness….”

Hwayang, who seemed to be in a good mood, sat on the empty palanquin this time.

Then she patted the seat next to her.

“Since Lady Saha is resting in the carriage, we’ll stay here. The demonic cultivators seem to have occupied the area, so they’ll keep appearing annoyingly.”

“Are you going to keep fighting?”

“Of course. There’s no reason not to fight.”

Hwayang ordered the collection of the spoils from the dead demonic cultivators and ordered the departure again. The further they went inside, the more demonic cultivators guarded the area, and a thick demonic energy swirled around them.

After several battles, the number of demonic cultivators gradually increased, and a cloud of blood-like demonic energy covered the area, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

“The Hyoguga [a specific location] is a place that the demonic cultivators of the Punggye must not invade.”

“Is there a reason?”

The Hyoguga doesn’t belong to anyone.

I know it’s one of the islands in the center of the Geonwon Sea.

It was strange that they said we shouldn’t do that in a place without an owner.

Her tone suggested there was a secret.

“How much do you know about the bloodline of the Manyakbyeongwi?”

“Well, I only know that they are skilled in disguise, illusion, and alchemy.”

“That’s right. Most people will think so.”

“It seems there’s something I don’t know.”

Hwayang nodded.

“The Manyakbyeongwi are born as goblins, but they possess unique qualities as they grow.”

“I’m listening.”

“When cultivating, when you go from Upper Immortal to Fragrant Immortal. And when you break through the wall from Fragrant Immortal, a primordial spirit is born. A being that is your clone.”

That’s right.

A primordial spirit is born around the mid-stage of the Fragrant Immortal realm.

Until now, I’ve been cultivating, shedding and shedding unnecessary parts of myself, but even so, you can’t always get what you want in the process of enlightenment.

What appears by gathering what you have been denying until now is the primordial spirit.

For some, it may be a childish heart, jealousy, envy, affection, or even malice.

Anything can become a primordial spirit.

It could be something you fear, or a longing for lost parents.

“But why is that relevant?”

“Those with the bloodline of the Manyakbyeongwi do not have a primordial spirit.”

“No primordial spirit? Then….”

What do they shed themselves with?

“Those with the bloodline of the Manyakbyeongwi are originally born as twins. But later, the twins merge back into one, and the primordial spirit does not appear. There is something that falls off during the merging process, and we call this pus.”

“….”

It’s hard to understand.

“It’s hard to understand, right? It’s like a secret of our bloodline, so it can’t be helped. Even before I saw it myself, I wondered why they would tell me about pus.”

“Is it okay to tell me that?”

“You’re my husband, aren’t you?”

“Hmm….”

“Honestly, it’s not much of a secret. It’s not something we have to hide. We just don’t want to show our flaws.”

A flaw in the bloodline.

“Strangely, the pus of those with the bloodline of the Manyakbyeongwi gathers together and is still alive.”

“Alive?”

Then, could it be.

“The strange mythical creature that Saha encountered….”

“It’s probably pus.”

“I see.”

The Salsun unit was attacked here by that pus.

‘Was there a need to tell me that?’ Bum wondered.

She didn’t have to do that.

Why would she bother telling me the secret of her bloodline?

That part was a little strange.

“You must be wondering why I’m telling you this.”

“…That’s right. Saha is close to me, but I don’t think there was a need to tell me the secret of your bloodline.”

Then Hwayang shook her head.

“It’s not about Lady Saha, Bum. It’s a story related to you.”

“Related to me? Are you talking about the pus of the Manyakbyeongwi?”

“Yes, to be exact, it’s about the relationship between my pus and you.”

The more I heard, the more my brow furrowed.

Her face was calm without a hint of laughter.

She didn’t seem to be joking.

Bum was secretly hoping.

While thinking it didn’t make sense, he naturally thought of the women who came to mind when she said it was related to him.

“Geummae, Eunmae.”

Hona [a type of being or creature] who possessed the blood of the Manyakbyeongwi.

They were women who had a deep connection with Cheonbum.

‘But they are just Hona….’

They wouldn’t be greatly related to the Manyakbyeongwi of the Fourth Realm.

“Even if they ascended, they should have gone to the Immortal Realm, not the Fourth Realm.”

“When you reach the realm of Origin, it’s not difficult to bring beings from the Lower Realm.”

“!”

Bum was startled and grabbed Hwayang’s shoulder tightly.

“What are you talking about?”

“Manyakbyeonwang, my father, had children who all possessed cruel natures and received the Salgeop [a type of curse or misfortune]. Therefore, he wanted to have new children. But he said that giving birth to children consumes a lot of mental and physical energy, so he was worried about ruining his cultivation.”

And so.

He found those who inherited the blood of the Manyakbyeongwi, found traces of them in the Lower Realm, and captured them.

Afterward, he gave his blood to them, adopted them as his daughters, and merged the two divided beings into one. He made them Fragrant Immortals.

“That one is me.”

And the pus that will be in this Hyoguga is.

“It’s the lingering attachment from before I became me.”