Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 600

2.309 – Special Extra 26

Great Heaven and Dark Heaven.

Between them, a space shimmered constantly with golden light, like a wave.

It wasn’t just a space; it was another sky.

A new sky.

The one who created it called this new sky the Golden Heaven, or Brahmā Heaven.

Of course, it wasn’t easy.

From time to time, those who sought to interfere would appear.

Some were Buddhas from Buddhism, others were Immortals from Taoism. But no matter how they appeared, they could not break the will of the Golden Heaven True Lord, who had steeled his heart.

Over the long years…

Those who tried to stop him were instead captured and became nourishment for Brahmā Heaven.

The invasions of outside forces only enriched Brahmā Heaven further.

“So, how do we get to that Brahmā Heaven?”

Thwack!

The angry woman’s hand slammed against the table with considerable force.

Enough to crack the bluestone table.

“Ahem, everything in the world has its order, so please wait a moment. I was just about to explain.”

The Immortal glanced at the men around him, then rolled up his sleeves and leaned against the table.

“The Celestial Lord of Great Purity seeks to destroy all Immortals heading to Brahmā Heaven.”

Those who went with hostility became nourishment, and those who arrived with good intentions settled in Brahmā Heaven, making it even stronger.

The Celestial Lord eventually gave up trying to break Brahmā Heaven and instead restricted the movement of all Immortals.

So, the path to that place is quite treacherous and frightening.

Those who valued their lives couldn’t take a step, and those who dared to challenge disappeared without a trace.

“But of course, the benefits are immense.”

Unlike Great Purity, Brahmā Heaven allows for a more prosperous life without such harsh restrictions.

Broadly speaking, you can learn a wider variety of disciplines; more specifically, there is less conflict and killing.

Moreover, if you go there, you might hear some interesting stories.

“Do you have any regrets?”

There is a rumor that Brahmā Heaven can reverse all the shackles of regret. Of course, the lady trying to go to Brahmā Heaven wasn’t interested in such things.

“I don’t care about the Celestial Lord or anything else, just tell me how to get to Brahmā Heaven!”

“Hey, why are you suddenly talking down to me…?”

“Please tell me.”

“Of course, telling you isn’t difficult. But this… we’re risking our lives too, you see.”

The old man rubbed his fingers together.

“How much do you want?”

“80 percent.”

He was asking for 80 percent of her current wealth.

It was no different from a complete robbery, but since going to Brahmā Heaven was like living a new life, the woman didn’t care.

“Here it is.”

Thump.

The woman’s hand, placing down the Gongjeonggang [a type of valuable artifact or currency], was infinitely light.

To give up 80 percent of her wealth without a moment’s hesitation.

Was her desire to go to Brahmā Heaven that great, or did she simply not have much wealth?

It was something to verify.

“I’ll have to check.”

“As much as you want.”

The woman crossed her arms and stroked her spear.

“It’s certain. But something seems to be missing.”

“It’s definitely 80 percent.”

“That thing in your hand. You don’t have that.”

The woman’s eyes narrowed.

A murderous aura flickered in her narrowed gaze.

“I can’t give this up.”

“In my opinion, that seems to be the biggest thing you have. I wonder if it can really be called 80 percent of your wealth…”

The woman, who had never hesitated, now pondered seriously.

But she only gripped her spear tighter.

She didn’t seem to have any intention of giving it up.

A long, straight spear shaft.

A bizarre spear with antique decorations and two blades.

Like its appearance, it carried a mysterious energy, a mix of quite destructive and powerful lightning and fire energy.

A type of magic artifact rarely seen even in Great Purity. Probably her Divine Treasure [a powerful, unique magical item].

‘And one thing I can’t figure out…’

In any case, that would be the most precious thing she possessed.

“I think I’ll need that.”

Thud.

The nameless old man grabbed the spear.

But instantly…

Crackle!

Purple lightning struck the old man like the jaws of a snake.

“Heok!”

Kaboom!

Crash, bang!

A commotion broke out, and the walls of the pavilion shattered.

The old man, who had been blown away, got up from beyond the wall, his face purple and spitting blood.

As if poisoned, he couldn’t walk more than a few steps.

He immediately pressed on his pressure points, trying to expel the poison.

“Keuheok!”

He vomited black blood and collapsed.

“Elder!”

“Poison after lightning and fire! What kind of vicious Divine Treasure is this…”

He muttered, but he was already poisoned.

“Who told you to touch it carelessly?”

The woman, looking at him with pity, let out a hollow laugh.

It was his own fault.

“You wench! Hand over the antidote now!”

The surrounding men shouted, but her expression didn’t change, and she shouted back instead.

“If you don’t want to die, take me to Brahmā Heaven. Otherwise, you’ll die. Soon, all the blood you shed will turn to ashes and disappear.”

“You wench…”

“Suit yourself. There are plenty of other guys besides you who can guide me to Brahmā Heaven.”

Sacheon raised her Twin Annihilation [likely the name of her spear].

All the Immortals wore grimaces at her intense murderous aura.

* * *

“Sister.”

“Yes, Cheon. What happened?”

Snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall. However, the ornament that elegantly fixed her hair made her dignity even more noble.

Cheon was often startled by Seon’s increasing resemblance to her great-grandmother.

“I found it.”

A confident woman with a spear with two blades on her back.

Sacheon, who got off the wheel under her feet, took out a map from her bosom.

“This is the only place where you can go to Brahmā Heaven.”

“I hope it’s real this time.”

The woman with snow-white hair slowly raised her head. Her eyes were filled with countless attempts and failures to reach Brahmā Heaven.

“Why did Father… didn’t he abandon us?”

“That can’t be. Don’t worry. This is just a mission for the children of the owner of the new sky.”

“A mission…”

“It’s just something we have to endure. We received wealth, honor, and all the benefits anyone could want in Upper Heaven because we inherited his blood.”

Despite her clear words, Sacheon bit her lip while holding Twin Annihilation.

“Still, Father…”

“You’re doing that again. You were severely scolded before for doubting Father.”

Sacheon’s shoulders flinched.

“But we’ve wasted too much time trying to reach the sky Father created. Now I don’t even know if it really exists.”

“There must be a reason. Father wouldn’t have abandoned us without thinking. All the mothers have left, but he wouldn’t have abandoned us without any thought. There must be a reason Father didn’t think of.”

Cheonseon slowly moved forward.

Was she also without confusion? Hundreds, no, nearly thousands of years had already passed.

She had cried without her sister knowing, gotten angry, and resented him.

But did anything change by doing that?

Nothing changed, so in the end, she had no choice but to move forward.

But at least the path they were trying to take wasn’t wrong. The story of the Golden Heaven True Lord who created a sky beyond Great Purity.

The story of the owner of the Myriad Moon Hall with white hair, who was the first to reach Brahmā Heaven after freezing the Four Seas.

Everyone was talking about it, so it must be true. Then, in the end, she had no choice but to move forward.

That’s why Cheonseon began to head towards Brahmā Heaven once again with her half-sister.

It might be an endless road, but they had no choice.

Because the sky was there.

She had no choice but to move forward.

* * *

The center of Brahmā Heaven.

A place where time and space seemed to be mixed up and distorted.

But the man standing at its center looked more comfortable than ever. The man with golden eyes, looking at the scenery reflected in his eyes, straightened his clothes with a faint smile.

He straightened the simple scholar’s attire and hat, and carried a quiver and arrows on his back.

“Where are you going?”

A woman like a flower appeared behind the man.

When she asked, he replied.

“Wherever I go, I am always in that place, so it is meaningless.”

Words that were both understandable and incomprehensible.

But the man saw the colorful landscapes visible in his eyes.

In one place, wives were spending a peaceful time.

In another place, the figures of his children struggling to find his footsteps were revealed.

Soon, his colleagues, each living their own lives, came into view, and he could also feel the hostile gazes of those who still did not understand him.

He was the Golden Heaven.

Or the one called Brahmā Heaven.

The one who had become one being and one sky.

He was none other than the Golden Heaven True Lord, Cheonbeom.

“I am always in that place.”

Always.

If the sky moves, does it cease to be the sky?

He is the sky, and what he steps on is the earth, so nothing changes by heading somewhere.

He is the sky.

“Then why do you hold a bow?”

“Regret always takes its place. I grabbed it for the harmony that might have existed.”

Another landscape was reflected in his eyes.

A very high mountain.

Among them, Mount Baek [a significant mountain in Korean mythology], whose peak was snow-white. But even that passed by, and a tiger cub nestled at the foot of the mountain came into view.

It had eaten its fill and was sound asleep, snoring deliciously.

“Are you sure about this?”

The woman asked quietly.

“Change does not always go in a good direction.”

Change can mean growth, but it can also mean corruption.

“Are you still sure about this?”

There was no guarantee that the wind of change he would cause would go according to his will.

The man smiled at the warning of the woman who had been with him all his life and notched an arrow on the string.

“I also grabbed a bow for change in the past.”

He couldn’t know what he was thinking at that time.

He may have pulled the string out of desperation, or he may have simply shot the arrow out of greed.

“So, I intend to shoot out my wish once.”

But the desire for change.

The desire to improve would be the same then and now.

It might cause another regret, but even so, regret would remain in his heart and become poison.

He shot the arrow.

A single arrow shot high into the sky drew a high parabola and pierced into the tiger’s back as if sucked in.

Thwack!

-Kuaaaaaang!

The startled tiger jumped around.

But after shooting a few more arrows behind him, he put away his bow after seeing the bloodied and dazed tiger.

“This should be enough.”

And as he took a step.

The scenery changed again.

Soon, a child who was dying from not being able to eat even gruel caught his eye.

After rescuing the little girl, he took her to a wealthy family on the white mountain.

And as he took another step,

The mountain lord of Mount Baek and the child called the White Blood Demon faced each other.

The mountain lord pushed the child away.

The child clung to him.

Originally, the child’s fate would have been to be cut off and abandoned.

But this time it was different.

[How annoying.]

“Hehe! Mountain Lord!”

The mountain lord does not head out.

He doesn’t leave on a journey to abandon the child, nor does he face danger.

He is just peaceful.

Whatever danger there is,

It cannot separate the two.

The big tiger and the little child.

They just enjoy peace.

Tale of the Wandering Immortal

(浪仙奇幻談) [Nangseon Kihwantam – a fictional title]

The End