Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 493

Nangseon Gi Hwan Dam – Part 2, Episode 202

“That arrogant black bitch who’s your friend probably knew. That you wield the same laws of creation as I do, and that you have a deep connection with the Phoenix’s divided soul, so I can’t help but be favorably disposed towards you.”

“I sensed that you were certain.”

*That’s why she sent him alone*, he thought.

If there was even a slight chance of a dangerous situation unfolding, Hori would not have sent Cheonbeom alone.

‘He was a little cute when he was clueless….’

That’s all in the past now.

Now, he has become someone even Cheonbeom can’t treat carelessly.

Truly, the ways of the world.

You never know what might happen.

“Lady Wolmoja.”

“Call me Wolmo.”

“…Wolmo-nim. I have a question, may I ask?”

“Go ahead. As I said before, I can’t help but be favorably disposed towards you. I absorbed my divided soul and have all the memories of being with you. Besides, you’re the one who brought me the Sawoljehang [Four-Wol Subjugation Cauldron, a powerful artifact], and you’re the husband of my beloved Little Palace Lord Baekryeon. So, you don’t have to be so formal.”

Come to think of it, that was true.

To her, Cheonbeom was like a windfall.

Unless he made a huge mistake, she would be favorably disposed towards him.

“The Wonseon Grand Masters all call Hori ‘the black thing.’ Could you tell me why?”

“You’re asking about another woman when you’ve met your wife after tens of thousands of years?”

“She is a friend.”

“But she is a woman.”

Cheonbeom denied it outright, but Wolmoja denied the denial.

“Friendship and affection. They are written with different words, but their essence is the same: the heart that cherishes and loves someone. If it’s between a man and a woman, it becomes even more the same. Originally, the principle of the world and the instinct of life is the union of yin and yang [complementary opposites].”

“…Just answer the question.”

“Was I too excited?”

When he nodded, he was scolded for being unnecessarily honest.

‘How strange.’

She felt like someone he had known for a long time.

‘Or is she not human?’

Anyway, that was that.

“Okay, the question. You were asking why they call that black bitch ‘the black thing’?”

“Yes.”

“But that’s a strange question.”

“A strange question… what do you mean?”

“Why is the sky the sky to you?”

“The sky is….”

*Because it is the sky.*

Cheonbeom thought he knew roughly what Wolmoja was trying to say.

“That black bitch… well, when was it? She’s been the black thing for quite a while.”

“…But that doesn’t solve my curiosity.”

“It’s not because there’s a great reason. It’s just that a black thing suddenly sprang up, so everyone calls her the black thing.”

“Sprang up?”

“One day, suddenly, she sprang up. Originally, ascension to Wonseon [Enlightened Immortal] is quite a big deal and sacred, so most of the Upper World can’t help but know. But someone who didn’t go through such an ascension appeared.”

That must be Hori.

“Since she wasn’t a Wonseon, nor a Hyangseon [Fragrant Immortal], isn’t it natural? Since she’s someone without a proper title or connection, naturally they can only call her the black thing.”

She didn’t really do anything even after ascending to the Upper World. So, they just ended up calling her the black thing.

“Did you fall in love or something? Instead of being curious about yourself, you want to know so much about another woman who isn’t even your wife.”

“No. I was just curious, so I asked lightly.”

“Isn’t the fact that you’re curious about a woman just like that? Well, if you have the ability, what does it matter if you have three wives and four concubines? If the size of your vessel is not too small even if it holds several women, then that’s that.”

“…”

He wanted to retort, but there were many things he was caught up in, so Cheonbeom decided to keep his mouth shut.

“You were quick to talk back, but why are you so quiet this time?”

“I’m just at a loss for words because you’re helping me ascend.”

Cheonbeom pretended not to know and turned the conversation.

Wolmoja also knew what he meant, and a faint smile spread across her face.

“…Okay. I don’t like having pointless conversations either. But if you’re going to take in another woman, let me know.”

“…Why is that?”

“So you’re not denying it.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Cheonbeom frowned, and the more he did, the more Wolmoja smiled mischievously as if she found it amusing.

Her personality was completely different from Bong, who was like a kind teacher.

“Of course, I have to let our pitiful Little Palace Lord Baekryeon know, right? That’s the only way she won’t think about leaving Jamo-wol [her palace] and will stay here, so I must do that.”

She was speaking as if she wanted Cheonbeom and Choa to grow apart.

“If you hated our relationship so much, Wolmo-nim, why don’t you find a partner too?”

“Didn’t you know that the Phoenix is a hermaphrodite made up of Bong and Hwang? My partner is myself, so why would I look for a partner?”

“But isn’t Wolmo-nim here because you haven’t found all of your divided souls yet? If that’s the case, then you’re in a half-state, so shouldn’t you be looking for a partner? You seem to be unable to bear the loneliness, so I’m even more worried. If you allow me, I’ll find you a suitable man or woman.”

“…You have quite the way with words.”

Ignoring Wolmoja’s sharp glare, Cheonbeom lowered his head with a blank face and replied.

“It’s the only thing I’ve learned from using it often since I was young, so I’m sorry that you’re praising me.”

For Cheonbeom, knowing how to subtly insult someone while being polite was an easy task.

Wolmoja was about to retort, but stopped.

“Hmph.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“I laughed because you’re more of a crazy bastard than I thought, so it’s quite fun. It’s been a long time since someone in the Upper World made me laugh like this.”

Wolmoja quietly got up from her seat and walked out of the Eastern Palace.

As he naturally followed her, a strange flame greeted him.

‘Bongak Cheonghwa [Phoenix Azure Flame].’

The blue flames began to take the form of a formation as if decorating their surroundings.

The blue flames, swaying like a breeze, were neither hot nor cold.

The formation created by the blue fire connected Cheonbeom and her, decorating the space between them.

Cheonbeom knew that she was not trying to harm him, so he did not push back and humbly accepted it.

Then, Bongak Cheonghwa suddenly soared and swallowed the two of them.

‘I can feel the power of spatial laws. This is… a simple teleportation formation.’

Whoosh!

Cheonbeom and Wolmoja, who had been teleported outside of Jamo-wol, saw the sky of the Upper World under the vast Black Sky of Cheonoecheon [Beyond the Heavens] for the first time.

‘Is this the first time I’m seeing it directly….’

He didn’t know whether to say that the Upper World he saw from Jamo-wol was big or small.

Because of the distance between the Upper World and this place, it felt small due to perspective, but… he felt as if his consciousness would be sucked into an indescribable vortex of enormous energy.

“The black bitch sent you to me probably to help you ascend. But coincidentally, since you’ve mastered the Three Lives and Three Gods, you won’t be able to castrate your original god, so ascension is impossible through ordinary methods.”

How could there be only one way to reach the heavens? But since the easiest and most likely method was impossible for him, he naturally had to find another way.

And Wolmoja knew that method through her knowledge, and she also had the tools and abilities to carry it out, so she was naturally the right person.

“Do you know?”

“What are you talking about?”

“If the Sawoljehang you possessed was only a small part of the real thing.”

Then how great would the real thing be?

“I can’t even fathom it. In the first place….”

He couldn’t even understand why it was so big.

When he looked up at the night sky in the Upper World, he always saw the moon.

The size was different from the moon in the Lower World, and it was called the Mother Moon and the Child Moon, so it was called the Mother and Child Moon.

To think that such a huge moon was actually the real Sawoljehang. It was truly a breathtaking size.

“Those who handle this treasure are beings of the Great Liberation Heaven. They are beings beyond anything you can imagine, and they are also the composition that makes up the Nine Heavens and the Great Liberation Heaven, the Great Liberation Immortals.”

“They are great beings.”

“So the treasures they handle are also so big. And even with the meager power of the Sawoljehang containing their power, it will be able to help you ascend, so you can be even happier.”

But Cheonbeom was not happy.

“Aren’t you happy?”

At Wolmoja’s question, Cheonbeom pondered and answered.

“The ability of the Sawoljehang I possessed was to replicate the items I put in. But if that’s just a small part of the real thing, then what kind of magic does this perform?”

“If you’re curious, you can just go inside and see. Originally, cultivation is just an excuse for those who seek the truth.”

A small cauldron came out of Wolmoja’s sleeve and spun around.

The cauldron soon swelled in size and turned into a mysterious light, trembling.

Wolmoja burned the Sawoljehang with her blue flames, erasing its form and leaving only a huge energy.

“But I’ll give you a clue, so remember it well.”

The indescribable light floating on her hand soon seeped deep into the Child Moon.

Thump.

Thump

Thump.

Thump.

The stopped pulse throbbed, and the dead Child Moon pulsed.

Crackle.

Crackling crackling crackling!

The surface of the Child Moon cracked and began to crumble.

With an earth-shattering roar, the Child Moon instantly changed its appearance as if shedding its skin and emitted a dazzling light.

Between the rays of light, the Child Moon shed its rough appearance and revealed the appearance of a huge cauldron, which was truly a spectacle.

As he couldn’t take his eyes off the true form of the Sawoljehang, Wolmoja came closer and whispered in his ear.

“The Sawoljehang is an absolute law, and the power of creation containing all three supreme laws is contained within, so whatever you see…”

All of those.

“Don’t forget that it’s reality.”

Thud.

“Gasp!”

As Wolmoja pushed his back, the scenery swept away and Cheonbeom’s figure fell into the Sawoljehang.

And what he saw was…

The same but different sky.

“San! You were here alone again! Come out! Everyone is waiting for you!!”

The same but different relationship.