Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 128

**Chapter 128: The Holgazan Fights (3)**

“Really?”

Wei Yanho’s ears sharpened.

The subject was undeniably interesting.

The Sword Emperor was known as the best swordsman of all time. How could you not be interested in the news of the discovery of his legacy?

“Really! Has the legacy of the Sword Emperor really been found?”

“To be exact, it is not the legacy, but the tomb of the Sword Emperor that has been discovered.”

“Your grave! Are you sure?”

“It is said to coincide with the historical records of the life of the Sword Emperor. Apparently, the tomb is extremely simple. It is said that the Sword Emperor was very modest.”

Kuh…

Wei Yanho nodded without realizing it.

It was to be expected of someone named Sword Emperor.

How different from his master, who loved luxury and ostentation, to the point of making his own swords shine brightly!

Wei Yanho’s master had a sickly obsession with luxury. When he rested, he used to boast of his old golden dojo, or that if he had distributed all his wealth, the Central Plains people could have eaten for a whole year. They were crazy stories.

His master was a boaster, but the Sword Emperor was famous for his modesty.

“But the fact that the tomb is simple does not prove that it is that of the Sword Emperor.”

“That’s not all. It’s said that inside the tomb were found traces of the cotton clothes that the Sword Emperor used to wear.”

“Right. It is said that he was so frugal that he never wore luxurious clothes.”

Kuh!

Wei Yanho nodded repeatedly.

It was to be expected of someone who was an example to everyone, the best swordsman of all time.

On the other hand, his teacher loved silk to the point that, even when visualizing his body in meditation, he insisted on wearing silk clothes adorned with dragons and phoenix.

Remembering his teacher laughing and saying that courtesans went mad for him when he went to brothels dressed in those clothes, Wei Yanho sighed.

They both lived three hundred years ago, how could they be so different?

‘What? They say that Shaolin worships a bald monk and that Wudang worships a horse?’

There was a Sword Emperor at the same time. What nonsense was that? He initially dismissed history as an exaggeration, but now it seems that the exaggeration was ten times greater!

“What a con man.”

“Yes?”

“Ah, it’s nothing.”

Anyway, talking about his teacher was a little embarrassing.

“So, has any martial technique been found from the Sword Emperor?”

“That is not yet known.”

“Why?”

“A mechanism expert said there was a space behind the tomb, but it seems to be sealed with something as strong as millennial steel. Many people have gathered there to try to open it.”

“Hmm, if that’s true… this is serious.”

Seomun Dayeon, who had been listening to the conversation, turned his head to look at I Seolhwa.

“Seolhwa.”

“Yes, Sister Seomun.”

They had traveled together in the coachman’s seat for quite some time, and they seemed to have become very friendly.

“Would you not like to get the martial arts from the Sword Emperor?”

I Seolhwa shook his head.

“I have heard that treasures have their own owners. Even if I longed for them, I don’t think I can.”

“Even so, you never know.”

I Seolhwa seemed to reflect for a moment and then denied with his head again.

“If it’s about the martial arts of someone like the Sword Emperor, they must be extremely difficult. I don’t think I can handle them.”

“It’s not wrong.”

Gong Mujin spoke slowly.

He had set aside his carefree attitude with Wei Yanho, and now he showed the image of a serious swordsman.

“The martial arts of someone like the Sword Emperor would be one of the highest. Especially their last legacy, it must be a refined martial technique from their final experience. The more refined, the more difficult to understand.”

“Yes.”

“Difficult techniques are very useful once they are mastered, but they can lead those who practice them to madness if they are not careful. So it is better not to be greedy.”

“Will they really be so hard?”

“An average warrior will not be able to understand them even if he reads them. Only those who have reached the pinnacle will be able to understand them, even partially. The teachings of legendary figures are complex and grand.”

Wei Yanho gave a serious expression. He remembered what his teacher had said.

“What? Difficult? Why difficult? The sword shouldn’t be difficult! Those guys who leave those complicated teachings only pretend to be important. Or it’s because they’re silly and can’t explain them easily. It’s best that everyone can understand and learn it easily. If not, why not teach it? Just keep it secret and take it to the grave. How about this! My master’s martial arts are easy, convenient and simple! Hahahaha!”

“You’re a con man.”

“Yes?”

“……no.”

Every time he opened his mouth, he said lies or bragging.

‘But it’s incredibly strong.’

He wondered how such a person had come to have such a powerful technique.

If he had managed to create an inner core, he was likely to have found some miraculous grass. Or maybe he sold his roots to make a fortune.

“In addition, you already have the martial arts of Monte Hua.”

“That’s right, master.”

“No matter how excellent the martial arts of the Sword Emperor are, they are techniques of three hundred years ago, and the techniques of Mount Hua are not inferior. In fact, considering the time, they are even superior. So don’t be greedy and concentrate on what you already have.”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho felt a sting of irritation.

“But when was the technique of the plum flower sword created?”

“Oh, five hundred years ago?”

“Then that too is outdated.”

“…….”

When Gong Mujin remained silent, Wei Yanho finally felt a little better.

‘This is strange.’

He always wants to insult his master, but he cannot speak ill of his master’s martial arts. If the martial arts of three hundred years ago are outdated, so are his master’s.

‘Normally, you would be angry if you insult your teacher.’

It seems that his master’s pride in his martial arts had been conveyed to him.

Having so much pride in your martial arts with that attractive face… that’s too bad.

“First, let’s eat.”

“Yes.”

When Gong Mujin started eating, Wei Yanho called the waiter.

“Give me some rice.”

“Do you want more rice with so much food?”

“I’ve eaten too much dry food.”

When they brought the rice, Wei Yanho took some with his chopsticks.

Gently.

At that time, a fried chicken leg appeared in his rice bowl.

‘Huh?’

I Seolhwa placed the chicken leg in Wei Yanho’s rice bowl and then looked away.

‘What’s going on?’

“Hmm, this chicken is very well fried. I want to see the cook. Let’s see, where is the leg of…”

Gong Mujin searched for the chicken leg in his bowl, frowned and then looked at Wei Yanho’s rice bowl.

“……Two legs, isn’t it too much?”

“Two?”

Wei Yanho looked at his rice bowl and opened his eyes a lot.

“When did this show up?”

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

Gong Mujin snapped his tongue.

“Taking both legs of chicken is a declaration of war, even if there was blood spilled here, don’t you know?”

“It wasn’t me!”

“And you apologize! It looks like the chicken was too well fried. It looks like it’s still alive! If it hadn’t come in on its own, you wouldn’t have brought it, why would you be there?”

“Wow! Wow!”

Wei Yanho turned his head with an expression of injustice, but I Sheolhwa did not turn away his master’s gaze.

“You’re from the Wei family, so you shouldn’t have grown up without eating well, how disappointing.”

Wei Yanho hit his chest, but as even Seomun Dayeon looked at him with disapproval, he could only endure his injustice.

“…… Can I get you another chicken?”

“No.”

Wei Yanho, who had become a ghost obsessed with the lack of a chicken leg, looked at I Sheolhwa with resentment, but she still avoided her gaze.

‘What?’

Although she is looking the other way, she cannot hide her ears. Her ears were red and trembling.

“Hmm?”

Gong Mujin frowned when he realized that I Sheolhwa’s face was red.

“Your face is red. Have the internal wounds inflicted on you by the depraved not yet healed?”

“……no.”

“Inner wounds, if not properly treated, will bother you for a long time. Focus on your recovery.”

“Yes, master.”

Wei Yanho felt his stomach burn when he saw that.

“Before you wanted to lock her up in the repentance room! Now you act nice!”

“Hahahaha, at that time I didn’t know you were so strong. I thought my disciple had trusted herself because you had defeated that depraved one blow. If it hadn’t, nothing would have happened.”

“Kuh.”

Gong Mujin, whom I had seen for the first time, seemed very cold, but turned out to be a little clumsy.

“Speaking about it, tell me more about your teacher. I’m really curious to know what kind of person he is to have raised you that way.”

“Is he a ghost?”

For a swordsman, that’s not a flaw.

“No, it’s a ghost.”

“…….”

Gong Mujin looked at Wei Yanho with an expression of disbelief.

“If you don’t want to say it, just say you don’t want to.”

“That’s why I told you I didn’t want to say it!”

What am I supposed to do if you don’t believe me even if I tell the truth!

I can’t call my father “father,” or my brother “brother”…

Ah, this is not something to be said here.

Gong Mujin stopped asking about Wei Yanho’s master, thinking he didn’t want to talk about him.

Of course, Wei Yanho did not intend to, but it was easy to misunderstand.

“You said you were going to Luoyang.”

“Yes.”

“Do you intend to join the Righteous Martial Alliance?”

“No, I’m traveling aimlessly.”

“Oh, I see. Then there is no need to go to Luoyang… What do you think? Why don’t you visit Mount Hua? If you come, the elders of Mount Hua will welcome you with open arms.”

“… wouldn’t it benefit me at all?”

“Monte Hua is generous with her guests. It will be a more enjoyable experience than you think.”

“Hmm…”

Just as Wei Yanho was about to think, Gong Mujin said quietly:

“And I think you’d better get out of this area as soon as possible.”

“Yes, why?”

“A storm is coming.”

Seeing the serious expression of Gong Mujin, Wei Yanho’s face also became serious.