Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

“Get up.”

“…….”

“Come on, get up now.”

“Wow.”

Wei Yan-ho turned his body and covered his ears.

“Mmm.”

Baek Mu-han looked at Wei Yan-ho with a sad heart.

There had been approximately a shijin since he began trying to wake Wei Yan-ho.

But this damn disciple had been ignoring his words and sleeping like this for a whole shijin.

How much longer are you going to sleep, don’t you need to train today?

Just a little more!

“It looks like you’ve already slept eight shijin.”

“How can a person sleep only eight shijin?”

No, wait.

It should be, “How can a person sleep as much as eight shijin?”

Where in the world is there a human being who spends two thirds of a twelve-shijin day sleeping?

But Baek Mu-han’s feelings of bitterness could not be expressed in words. If he brought forth such words, no one knew where this grumpy, lazy, morally corrupt disciple would go.

‘How did I end up…?’

Baek Mu-han was filled with repentance as he remembered the past.

In the past, he had been the emperor of the Martial World.

Everyone praised him, and no one dared to approach the martial arts he had developed. Everyone under the sky raised his name above the sky, and even the emperor of that time showed him respect.

It had been someone who accomplished everything in the martial world.

But now…

Baek Mu-han looked at his disciple with sadness. “This damned disciple had fallen asleep again.”

Since he first entered this cave, it had been four days without washing even once, so his face was dirty beyond all measure, and he had even swelled to sleep too much.

Even in that state, he slept so well that he rolled on the floor while he was talking in his sleep.

“Get up now.”

“Ah, just a little more.”

If you sleep any more, it’ll interfere with your training.

Okay, I get it!

This fucking brat actually got mad and straightened himself up.

They won’t even let me sleep!

Baek Mu-han wanted to cry. But what was the point of boiling inside? Wouldn’t he be the one who missed it? Baek Mu-han contained his growing anger as best he could and continued with difficulty.

“First go wash so you can come to your senses.”

“Why?”

“…So you’re not going to wash?”

Baek Mu-han raised his hand and smelled.

“Is it okay?”

Baek Mu-han carved the character of patience into his mind.

What if he’s a little dirty, as long as he learns martial arts well?

But there was nothing I could do about the damn heavens.

“Today I will formally begin to transmit my martial arts to you.”

“Can’t we start tomorrow?”

“It must be today!”

“Wow.”

Baek Mu-han persuaded and sweetly convinced the grumpy Wei Yan-ho.

Although Baek Mu-han had never once said a kind word under the belief that children should be raised rigorously even when they were born, he was humiliating himself before Wei Yan-ho.

If someone who knew him had seen this scene, he would have foamed in his mouth and collapsed.

“But…”

Wei Yan-ho bowed his head.

“Why did you choose such a problematic method?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you want to broadcast martial arts, you could give me a secret manual.”

How can you learn martial arts with a secret manual?

“But normally, when you hear about it, there are many people who got secret manuals in places like this and became teachers.”

It’s ridiculous! If someone became strong only with a secret manual, he would have acquired martial arts worthy of being called master with only a tenth of what he should have originally learned!

“Huh?”

Baek Mu-han explained it in detail.

Expressing martial arts in writing is more difficult than covering everything in a painting.

Wei Yan-ho stretched his arm forward.

“Slightly bend it.”

Wei Yan-ho folded his arm slightly inward.

“Can you now transcribe in writing the movement you just made?”

“I can.”

“How?”

“Well, I’d say stretch your arm forward and then double it slightly.”

So someone who reads those words would bend their arm just like you?

Wei Yan-ho thought for a moment.

It probably wouldn’t be exactly the same.

The direction and angle of bending of the arm may be different. Even if it is indicated to bend it about seven centimeters and point exactly upwards, the desired appearance may not be achieved, as each person has arms of different length.

“That’s right.”

If a single arm is like that, what would have to be done to express the whole body? Probably, explaining a single movement would require several pages. If you tried to cover a whole martial art in a secret manual, not even a hundred volumes would be enough.

“But there are secret manuals circulating in the martial world.”

Humans are creatures of oblivion, so they only record the most essential things. Secret manuals are necessary not for those who do not know martial arts to see them, but for those who know them to see and remember.

“Ah!”

Wei Yan-ho nodded.

“That’s why you used this method.”

That’s the only way I can correctly transmit my martial arts.

“But you still can’t see it the same way.”

“Ha, you underestimate me too much!”

At that time, a blurry form began to appear in front of Wei Yan-ho.

“That’s disgusting!”

The blurry form came together and soon created the form of a person.

The person who appeared before his eyes was a tall man of more than six feet.

He was of a thin complexion and had his hair carefully gathered in a bow. His face was red as a bell pepper, and his long white beard reached to his waist, which gave him greater dignity.

He was truly the epitome of the appearance of a sage.

“C-how did you do that?”

“Creating an appearance is nothing at all!”

“…Did you create a body?”

Baek Mu-han smiled bitterly.

“It’s not that. This is just one way. I can’t do anything with this body.

“Mmm?”

Baek Mu-han’s foot sank into the ground.

“Look.”

“You’re no different from a ghost.”

I can’t do anything with this body except show things, that’s all.

Wei Yan-ho nodded.

“Apart from that, your appearance is quite…”

Baek Mu-han smiled.

“Although I look like this, when I was alive, they said I was a handsome man comparable to Song Yu or Pan An.”

The grandmothers must have followed you.

“Hmph.”

Baek Mu-han frowned.

This fucking brat can only talk like that?

Anyway, from today I’ll start teaching martial arts.

“Yes!”

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes lit up as he sat properly.

“… you don’t say anything else?”

“Like what?”

“How to start tomorrow, or get some rest.”

“Don’t you want to teach?”

“It’s not that…”

“When I tell you to rest and do it later, you say we do it now, and when you say we do it now, it seems strange to me, so I worry that you’ve eaten a tree frog in your previous life.”

“Hmph…”

Baek Mu-han felt fortunate not to have a physical body.

If he had a body, he would have gone mad a long time ago or beaten this insolent disciple to death.

Think positive! At least he’s motivated! Yes, he is!

He was comforted desperately, but could not help but feel sadness in a corner of his heart.

I’ll teach you martial arts, but first, let me tell you something.

“Yes.”

Surprisingly, Wei Yan-ho was docile.

I am Baek Mu-han, descendant of the Baek Family of the Ten Thousand Swords. As I learned the sword techniques of my family, I realized their inadequacy and created my own martial arts.

“Yes.”

I took advantage of the advantages of countless swords under the sky and incorporated the knowledge of my hundred years of life to create this fencing, which I called Crazy Sword Style. You will be the first person to receive the transmission of Crazy Sword Style.

Wei Yan-ho raised his hand.

“Speak.”

“Am I the first?”

Baek Mu-han smiled.

That’s right. You’re the glorious first winner of Crazy Sword Style!

Wei Yan-ho’s face was contorted.

“So you’re saying that I have to learn martial arts that you created and that they haven’t even been tested?

“Huh?”

“Do you know what side effects it could have and are you thinking about teaching martial arts that are not proven?”

“Well…”

Did you perform clinical trials? What about human experiments? Are the risks of qi deviation acceptable? Did you check for side effects?

“…”

“Can’t I just not learn it?”

Baek Mu-han looked up.

I couldn’t see the blue sky, just the black roof of the cave. Baek Mu-han felt so sad that the black roof seemed to show him his future.

After Wei Yan-ho’s desperate struggle, he finally changed his mind after Baek Mu-han’s firm persuasion that he was not at all dangerous. After persuading him for a long time, Baek Mu-han finally convinced him, and cursed the heavens once again.

“The sword is an extension of the hand.”

“A sword is a sword, why is a sword an extension of the hand?”

“…Isn’t a sword held and used with the hand?”

In other words, a dao is also an extension of the hand, a sickle is also an extension of the hand, and a cane is also an extension of the extremities. All you hold with your hands would be an extension of the extremities.

“Yes, you’re right.”

Am I right?

“The arms held and used with the hands are all extensions of the hand.”

Baek Mu-han was proud that, for the first time, a proper explanation would continue. But Wei Yan-ho was never such a docile disciple.

“So the chain sickle is also an extension of the hand?”

“…”

“How about a Ten Direction Hammer?”

“That’s…”

So, the hidden weapons are also extensions of the hand, as they are used with hands, but they are throwing. The hand does not fly out, so are they also extensions of the hand?

“That’s… different.”

Why is it different? You said that all the weapons that are held and used with your hands are extensions of your hand.

“No, let me correct it. Weapons that hold hands, but do not fly, are extensions of the hand.

“And what about weapons like whips or ten-section sticks? Hands can’t do those things…

Oh, understand that in broad terms!

Wei Yan-ho complained.

“Why are you angry?”

Baek Mu-han carved the character of patience into his mind over and over again as he continued.

In any case, the sword is an extension of the hand. The moment you think of the sword as something separate from your body, the unity breaks. You must always think of the sword as part of your body.

“I’ll try.”

“…Fine.”

The shape of a sword suddenly appeared in Baek Mu-han’s hand.

The sword is called the Queen of All Weapons. It means it is the most excellent weapon under the sky.

“People who use them would curse you if they heard that.”

Baek Mu-han deliberately ignored Wei Yan-ho’s words.

The first weapon that appeared in the world was the cane, that is, the mace. It is no exaggeration to say that all the weapons under the sky developed from this mace. The cane arose by specializing and developing the length and thrust of the mace, and the axe arose by strengthening the swinging of the mace.

“Yes.”

And the staff was transformed into the spear, and the axe into the dao. Thus, all weapons under the sky should be seen as transformed from the club.

Wei Yan-ho raised his hand.

“Speak.”

“What about the bow?”

The arch developed from the slingshot. The direction is different, but the branch is the same.

“Yes.”

For once, Wei Yan-ho nodded obediently.

And the sword, as a weapon, appeared after these. But as soon as it appeared, it surpassed other weapons and became the most used. This is because the sword was created taking advantage only of the advantages of the dao and the spear, which used to be the finest weapons under the sky. The sword cannot make cuts as fierce as the dao, but it can push, something the dao cannot do. Its thrust is no stronger than that of the spear, but it can cut faster and with more force than this.

“That’s true.”

That’s why the sword is called the Queen of All Weapons. How did you feel about this story?

Wei Yan-ho responded honestly.

“The sword is the strongest.”

Baek Mu-han closed his eyes.

Without expectations there would be no disappointment.

What did you expect?

At this age, Baek Mu-han had learned a new thing.