Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 521

Nangseon Gi Hwandam – Part 2, Chapter 230

“Seodan-nim, I’ve brought him.”

“Hmm.”

The woman called Seodan was writing something with a brush, illuminated by a faint lamp. A quick glance revealed elegant calligraphy, a stroke of genius.

It was a letter to be sent somewhere.

“Are you curious?”

She asked, neatly folding the letter, sensing Beom’s gaze.

Before he could answer,

Seodan said,

“It’s a letter to the Yang family of Sancheong. It’s about good deeds.”

Her appearance, rolling up her sleeves with delicate white hands as she organized the letter, was ethereal.

“…It must be about Gongmyogul [a dangerous, cave-like location].”

Seodan, who hadn’t been paying attention, paused, looked at Beom, and smiled.

“You’re quick to catch on. Yes, it’s all because of that.”

She must be referring to Cheonchuk.

‘I wondered why she called me, but it was this after all.’

She probably called Cheonbeom to warn him about encountering Cheonchuk.

“Gongmyogul is too dangerous to enter alone. I can guess the contents of the letter sent to Sancheong without seeing it.”

“I’ll tell you the contents of the letter to Sancheong as well.”

Tak.

She raised the brush again and placed it on the letter, saying,

“Give up the idea of being with Cheonchuk. If there’s anything you need, I’ll get it for you instead.”

It was a threat.

To not be with him.

It was absurd.

How could it not be absurd when she was trying to control Cheonchuk with her small, insignificant power?

“What are you trying to accomplish by doing that? Surely you don’t want him to go to Gongmyogul alone to die?”

Tuk.

A drop of ink from the brush she was holding fell onto the paper and soaked in.

“Looking at what you’re doing, it seems like you want him to go to Gongmyogul alone and die.”

Soon, her eyes met Beom’s.

A chillingly cold gaze.

“That wouldn’t be bad either. It wouldn’t be bad to show Sancheong what happens to those who don’t follow my orders. But will you allow that?”

Only then did Beom realize what she was thinking.

“You’re planning to make him submit.”

Seodan, her intentions exposed, didn’t show it, but her writing became fiercer than before.

‘She doesn’t seem to want to kill him…’

A scheme to buy off the cultivators heading to Gongmyogul and force him to submit to her.

Nothing more, nothing less.

‘How childish.’

What’s the difference between begging for attention from someone you like and then sulking when you don’t get it?

There’s no difference at all.

In Beom’s eyes, it was like a childish tantrum.

“I don’t need to hear your answer. If you’ve come to Sancheong, you must have a purpose. It won’t deviate from cultivation, so I can provide you with convenience to cultivate here if you wish.”

What to do?

He could press her here, but it would be futile.

He pondered for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

“I will.”

“You’re wise.”

“What would you have done if I had refused?”

“I would have given you the worst disadvantage I could. Maybe… I would have offered you a cup of tea.”

She would have poisoned him to immobilize him. That way, he wouldn’t have been able to be with Cheonchuk.

That was all.

Beom nodded and turned to leave.

But just as he was about to exit.

He suddenly became curious about her surname.

If she was from a family with a notable background, it would naturally be one of the Five Great Families of Sugye.

He was curious which family it was.

“By the way, what is your surname?”

“Why do you need to know…”

She frowned as if displeased.

“That’s how you’ll get what you want, isn’t it?”

“Mi (尾) [tail]. I am Seodan of the Mi family.”

The Mi family.

Cheonbeom let out a hollow laugh and left her room.

* * *

Mi Seodan (尾曙團).

Raised as the precious daughter of the Mi family, she ascended to Sangha without much difficulty.

Having become a Sangseon [a high-ranking immortal], she is said to be focusing on cultivation under the protection of her family.

“No matter how much I try, Seodan-nim, the precious daughter of the Mi family, is difficult to approach…”

The coachman who brought Cheonbeom to Cheonjamhwa told him about Mi Seodan, emphasizing that connections would be difficult.

“This is enough. Oh, and if a man named Cheonchuk looks for me, tell him there’s no one like that here.”

“Hmm? Why, what’s going on?”

“That’s none of your business.”

He threw a few coins at him, and the coachman happily shut his mouth.

After the coachman left, Cheonbeom entered his room at the inn and sat on the railing.

“You said you’d help! Now you’re pretending not to know? I really don’t understand your intentions.”

“How can a sparrow know the phoenix’s thoughts? Stop making noise and eat your rice.”

Shoo, shoo.

When he waved his hand, a very angry Hori strode over and bit his hand.

“…My hand isn’t meat.”

“Tsk, it’s all my fault for finding your great-grandson, so I have a right to know. Tell me, what are you planning to do!”

Beom, seeing the teeth marks on his palm, quietly gestured outside the railing.

Outside, Cheonchuk was seen writing something on a bulletin board.

Not only that, but he was also talking to cultivators and trying to persuade them, but failing every time.

“I just want to see.”

When he ends up going to Gongmyogul alone.

What choice will he make?

“Do you have to see that? He’s your blood, can’t you just help him?”

“If I help him because he’s my blood, I’ll have to help all those who have my blood in the future.”

Right now, it’s just him alone, but once he ascends, Cheonchuk will also marry someone, start a family, and have children.

Like that, one by one.

The bloodline will increase, and eventually a family will be created.

‘If I continue to live, the family will prosper thanks to me.’

But what if Beom dies due to some incident?

It’s a future matter, but Beom didn’t want to see that happen.

‘I know better than anyone what happened to the San family.’

That many families can be annihilated in an instant in the world of cultivators.

So, Beom wants to test Cheonchuk.

‘When I opened Beomranhwa [a powerful technique], Hwadam did the same.’

There is a clear difference between those who have experienced the crossroads of life and death and those who have not.

So, he was curious.

Does he have the ability to survive alone in this harsh world?

Does he have the courage to kneel before power?

What great purpose does he hold in his heart as he walks the path?

As a great-grandfather and the owner of Geumcheonjihwa [Golden Celestial Fire], it was something he had to see.

If Cheonchuk is the person he hopes for, he will give him everything, but if not.

“…It’s a pity, but it’s right to part ways here.”

Where there is meeting, there is parting.

It’s just a little faster.

“You’ve always liked to think unnecessary thoughts. How can you make such calculations? He’s your blood and family, one way or another.”

“Nothing can last forever. Haven’t you also felt the pain of separation… ?”

“….”

The most painful thing in this world.

That is separation from loved ones.

Whether it’s death or drifting apart, separation is the most painful thing for Cheonbeom, who has lived for a long time, so that might be why.

“Yes, maybe I’m afraid.”

That’s why I’m doing this.

That great-grandson Cheonchuk.

I’m afraid that my bloodline will come too close.

Because of that, there will be too many precious things, too many things to protect.

“Besides, I also want to see my great-grandson’s response. Isn’t it a little fun? I told a gloomy story earlier, but I also have some expectations.”

In one corner of his heart, he is expecting and cheering.

How will he overcome it?

“What kind of ending will he make?”

* * *

A few days later.

The top floor of the high-rise pavilion of Cheonjamhwa.

“Seodan-nim.”

“Yes, the time has finally come. Did Chuk find someone to join him in Gongmyogul?”

“No. He couldn’t find anyone.”

At the cultivator’s words, a smile appeared on Mi Seodan’s lips. The fact that he couldn’t find anyone to accompany him meant that Cheonchuk would soon come before her.

“Then he’ll come here soon, to kneel before me.”

He should have done this from the start.

He’s bothering so many people for nothing.

“He should have stayed by my side from the beginning. He’s a man, so he insisted, but now he’s just become a laughingstock.”

“….”

She looked in the mirror with a haughty expression, and the female immortal beside her didn’t know what to do.

Sensing her mood, she asked why.

“Actually… Chuk, that man won’t come to Seodan-nim.”

“…Why?”

“He left for Gongmyogul alone this morning.”

Ossaek [a Korean expression for being stunned or shocked].

Seodan’s whole body broke out in goosebumps.

“Alone… are you sure?”

“Yes, I’ve confirmed it several times. He didn’t go with anyone and left for Gongmyogul alone.”

Kwajik [sound of something breaking].

Seodan, who had crushed the brush she was holding, gritted her teeth and jumped up.

“Would he rather die than follow my orders? He’d rather die than be with me, right?”

“What are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do? He wants to die, so I should just let him die.”

“But, you care about him a lot, don’t you? That’s why you’re doing this…”

“….”

The female immortal looked out the window and roughly calculated.

“He left in the morning, so he wouldn’t have reached Gongmyogul by now. If you hurry, you can stop him.”

Chwak [sound of unfolding a fan]!

Seodan, who had unfolded her fan, calmly sat back in her seat and fanned herself.

“I am Mi Seodan of the Mi family. Are you telling me to go back on my word? That would be insulting me and the Mi family.”

She had already sent letters to most of the cultivators in Sancheong, telling them not to accompany him.

But now, she’s worried that he’ll die and is going after him? That would be tarnishing her family’s name.

She can never do that.

Mi Seodan of the Mi family, one of the Five Great Families, is swayed by a man?

It’s absurd.

It shouldn’t happen.

“But he’ll die. You’ll never see him again, and he’ll be torn apart by the Chungsu [monstrous creatures] and go into their stomachs.”

“Don’t do it.”

“…You’ll regret it.”

“There are many men besides him.”

The world is wide, and there are many men.

There are countless people who want to connect with the Mi family, and marriage proposals are constantly coming in.

“There are more men who want me than there are pebbles on the street. There are many who have better backgrounds and realms than him. Do I need to be anxious?”

“But isn’t Chuk the only man Seodan-nim has in her heart?”

“Who!! Who has feelings! How can I have feelings for a Biseung [a low-level cultivator] cultivator who doesn’t even belong to a decent family…! My family occupies one seat of the Five Great Families! From the beginning… from the beginning, he and I didn’t match. So, so it’s good….”

He’s someone she shouldn’t have had feelings for from the start.

It’s better this way.

It’s right to end the game here and focus on cultivation properly now.

‘He doesn’t suit me anyway.’

The family would never approve of him.

From the beginning, there was an unbridgeable gap between him and her.

A gap that could never be filled.

‘But.’

If it’s really the end.

“…It wouldn’t be bad to watch his miserable death.”

“You don’t mean that….”

“Come on, if we’re late, we won’t see him die.”

* * *

Gongmyogul (孔廟窟) [Cave of the Confucian Shrine].

A natural cave located between valleys a little far from Sancheong.

The space created between the rocks and crevices leads to the underground, creating various spaces and characteristics.

“The killing intent is thick. It seems many have died here.”

Cheonbeom stood at the entrance of Gongmyogul and discovered traces of those who had passed by.

“He really went in alone. Should I say he’s courageous… or stupid?”

If not, I don’t know if he has something to rely on, but first, it is right to follow him inside.

“Beom-ah, what’s inside?”

“I know. I don’t know what it is, but there must be something like that, so they all died.”

Cheonbeom clicked his tongue, feeling the chilling energy inside Gongmyogul.

“Catch it.”

“Can you do it?”

“The flow of space is unusual, but can’t I handle this much?”

For some reason, the flow of space is somewhat inflexible.

But that alone cannot interfere with Wonseon Taesa’s Chukji [a powerful movement technique].

Swish.

As soon as he took a step, the scenery changed, and it suddenly became dark.

It was inside Gongmyogul.

Cheonbeom immediately hid his energy and appearance, and soon he could see Cheonchuk.

-Oh….

Hori’s exclamation came first.

And then.

Kwajijijik Kwaaang!! [onomatopoeia for thunder and explosions]

The sound of thunder echoed loudly inside Gongmyogul.

Hwoo-oong [sound of wind].

Blasting lightning and explosions obscured the view, and soon the inside of Gongmyogul was faintly visible.

Cheonchuk standing in the center of Gongmyogul.

Beside him, the corpses of Gongmyogul Chungsu were piled up like mountains.

‘Hoo-oh.’

Cheonbeom’s lips twitched.

The lightning surrounding Cheonchuk.

Its color is purple.

And then the fire that appears.

The golden flame. It was Geumcheonjihwa [Golden Celestial Fire].

‘He has the ability to ascend.’

Like Cheonbeom, he was a god who mainly used Noesintong [Lightning God Technique] and Hwasintong [Fire God Technique].

A quite powerful martial god.

‘I didn’t expect him to overcome it with strength….’

It seemed he had somewhat underestimated his blood, Chuk.