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There’s a limit to shamelessness. Seolyeong, who despised sexist drivel directed at women far more than sexual harassment toward himself, clicked his tongue. “I heard from the attendants the other day that the world you built is better than the one where men who treat women like dirt run rampant in the martial world. I suppose that was all a lie.” In the end, his chronic illness flared up again. The name of that illness was teacher complex. If there was even a sliver of something to correct, he…- 253.5 K • Completed
- But the ruffian who had turned the entire martial world upside down and even abducted the pillars of the Nine Great Sects and Five Noble Clans showed no interest in the bride’s pleading. A breeze from the river stirred the silk curtains. Behind the soft fabric, the silhouettes of thickly grown maple trees flickered faintly. The robe worn by the Sect Leader looked smooth on the surface. An embroidered sash cinched tightly beneath his chest, and beneath the collar, which dipped especially low, his…
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- Si Pungjae, who had just praised the Cheonsin, turned a cold gaze on Choseon. Sensing danger, Hwang Choseon quickly hid behind Seolyeong, then, as if propelled by recoil, darted out again. Come to think of it, Seolyeong was no longer the Baekseol he once knew. The elegant swordsman who used to soar through the air with a flurry of white sword Qi had vanished along with his shattered danjeon. Now, without his inner Qi, Seolyeong was no more than a sturdy-bodied mosquito brat. Choseon hated to think of…
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- “Agh, my head…” Seolyeong regained consciousness, he tried to understand why someone like him, who rarely dreamed, had such a vivid and realistic dream. As a mere creature, there was no way he could fully comprehend the will of the heavens, but after some reflection, he came to a rough conclusion. It must be Wonsi Cheonjon encouraging me not to give up. Saying, Didn’t you already recover a ruptured danjeon twice before? This time too, the light will shine on you. Seolyeong once more…
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- A fateful encounter is both wondrous and unfair. Those chosen by destiny stumble upon it like they would a stone on the road. Those who are not, no matter how hard they pray until their knees wear out, may never meet it. So Seolyeong was a martial artist not just chosen by fate, but favored to a ridiculous degree. When he came to, he was sprawled out on the cold floor of a limestone cave. He groaned, rolled over and looked around, dazed. ‘…Where is this?’ Large stalactites were…
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- It wasn’t ordinary strength. Just the grip of a hand had completely overpowered him. The fool screamed inwardly in frustration. ‘Let go! How dare a wench mock a man! Let go this instant! I won’t say it again. While I’m still being merciful, release this hand!’ In reality, he couldn’t say a word and just flailed in midair like a fool. While their skin was touching, Seolyeong realized the other person wasn’t the Madu. Their body was far too weak for someone who supposedly devastated…
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- Someone more precious than life itself. Someone he would risk his life to protect. To Seolyeong, that someone was Seolhyeon. That was why, on every one of her birthdays, he would make the same request: ‘Be born as my little sister again in the next life, Hyeon-ah. If you do, this brother will give you an even more amazing present than today’s.’ Seolhyeon was what kept Seolyeong alive. Others criticized him for fussing so much over a sibling who was barely younger, but Seolyeong…
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- The first to sense the strange atmosphere drifting through the estate was the sharp and perceptive First Young Master. It had been ten full days since Murong Jeongui went into seclusion. The date of his engagement was fast approaching. At this rate, the daughter of the Peng clan would arrive in Yonyeong within the month to meet her fiancé. Murong Jeongui, who had stubbornly refused the marriage by claiming he was in love with someone else, would have to come to his senses by then. Murong Wi…
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- All three of them were troubled, each for a different reason. Seolyeong was mortified because he’d been caught eavesdropping on a private conversation between brothers. Murong Wi was troubled that Seolyeong had managed to hide so well that even his sensitive senses hadn’t detected him. And Murong Jeongui was panicked because the feelings he’d hidden had been exposed. If you asked whose face had turned the reddest, the answer would be Murong Jeongui by far. Seolyeong awkwardly rose to his…
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- Seolyeong, trapped in sleep paralysis, was having a dull dream. It was a dream in which, Murong Jeongui, the youngest son of the Murong clan, appeared. Murong Jeongui, five years older than Seolyeong, was arrogant and self-centered. He devoted himself more to grooming than to martial arts training, and the eldest son would frequently lecture him. That day too, Murong Jeongui was summoned to the young lord’s garden. Barred from using the training grounds, Seolyeong often trained alone in a…
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