Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

“Get up.”

Shake!

Wei Yan-ho suddenly joined and sat down as soon as Baek Muhan uttered those words. He moved so fast that he raised dust around him at that moment.

“Should you have slept enough?”

‘Damn old man!’

Wei Yan-ho pouted, but did not dare to resist.

Of course not.

After almost dying from the beatings he received yesterday, how could he resist?

“I asked you if you slept enough.”

“…I only slept one shijin?”

“That’s plenty of time.”

“A shijin?”

Considering how much you’ve slept so far, it’s more than enough. Hmm! Compare it to what you slept last week.

How is that possible?!

“Can’t you do it?”

“Of course not!”

Hit!

“Argh!”

“Can’t you do it?”

Now that I think about it carefully, it seems possible.

Nothing is impossible for humans.

Wei Yan-ho closed his mouth before Baek Muhan’s stone fist. “Neither then nor now, any hero before the rod.”

“Listen well.”

“Yes.”

In martial arts there are no shortcuts. There are no easy methods. Only constant training is the way to improvement.

“That’s right.”

“Learning my martial arts in five years is absurd.”

– You’re not about to tell me it’ll take even longer, are you?

“Would that be a problem?”

“It wouldn’t be impossible, but…”

‘Evil old man!’

Wei Yan-ho wanted to cry.

If things went wrong, I could end up trapped in this dark cave for decades without even getting married.

“Tsk, don’t worry. I’m Baek Muhan. Whatever I say with my own mouth, I keep it, whatever happens.

“Yes!”

Wei Yan-ho was encouraged.

“Nevertheless!”

Baek Muhan smiled.

Learning in five years what takes thirty must not be easy. You will live a hell without time to sleep! When others sleep, you must train, and when others eat, you must train! A life of training! Training! To train!

Wei Yan-ho quickly changed his tone.

Learning fast definitely doesn’t seem good. I think it would be better to take a little more time and learn well!

Baek Muhan smiled.

“As I said again, everything I say with my own mouth, I keep it, whatever happens.”

“…”

“So you better get ready.”

“Puaj…”

Wei Yan-ho put on a crying face, and that’s how hell started.

Deaf noise.

Wei Yan-ho collapsed on the ground.

After only half a day of training, Wei Yan-ho had become a rag and twisted on the ground.

“Ughh…”

Baek Muhan laughed softly.

“Is it hard?”

“Of course it’s difficult, it’s not easy!”

Really? You should be able to do this very easily. It seems that your physical condition is deficient! Then I have no choice but to add a little more…

“Your disciple has no problem, Master!”

“Well, what a relief.”

“Sobbing.”

Wei Yan-ho withered his tears. “There was no way to escape from the clutches of that demonic old man. He had no choice but to continue this hellish training.

‘Mother!’

He wanted to go home.

A place with a warm bed and hot meals.

“Home is where the heart is,” they say, and Wei Yan-ho again realized that home, where no one tormented him, was paradise.

But coming home now was nothing but a chimera.

“Give me something to eat.”

“Something to eat?”

“The supplies I brought are over. You must have something prepared.

Open that jar over there.

Wei Yan-ho struggled to get up and staggered towards the bottle in the corner.

Then he opened the lid.

“Um…Teacher.”

“Mmm?”

“Is this what you meant?”

“That’s right.”

“This one?”

“What’s going on?”

Wei Yan-ho continued without understanding.

“If you can see, I think you should take a look.”

“Mmm?”

The jewel flew through the air.

“This is like a real ghost.”

Wei Yan-ho shivered. “Although he had seen that scene often, he still did not get used to it.

The jewel that flew through the air was suspended over the bottle.

“How did this happen?”

There was nothing in the bottle.

If you looked well, there was something black and dry stuck to the bottom, but if you called it food, there would be nothing incompetent in the world. Grass growing along the road or hard wooden blocks would serve to fill the stomach.

“I definitely filled it with provisions…”

Wei Yan-ho’s face hardened.

Did you think the supplies would be safe for three hundred years?

“Wouldn’t they be?”

Wei Yan-ho smiled with irony.

“Then there is nothing we can do. Please open that door. I will go to the village to get supplies.

“Do you think I’d believe it?”

But I can’t starve to death like this! I have to be alive so that the Master’s martial arts can be passed on to future generations.

“It’s true, but…”

So, please open it, I swear by my name, I won’t run away.

“I want to believe you.”

“Well?”

It’s complete nonsense, but right now I want to believe you.

“What do you mean?”

Baek Muhan spoke in a serious tone.

“I can’t open it.”

“What?”

With my skills, I can’t lift something so heavy, I can’t break it either.

What are you talking about?

If it were my real body, it would be easy, but right now I am in a state where I have only consciousness left. I do not have enough strength to lift it.

Wei Yan-ho paled.

“So you’re saying I’ll starve like this?”

“…”

Even Baek Muhan was unable to respond, unable to find a suitable solution.

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes went blank as he shouted.

I knew this would happen! What are we going to do now?

“Relax!”

Die in this dark cave!

“I said shut up!”

Then what are we going to do? I will die in less than ten days!

“Who’s dying?”

“So you have a solution?”

Baek Muhan said calmly.

“Just open your mouth.”

“What?”

“Do you want to get hit and then open it, or just open it?”

Whether it was the aftermath of two days of beatings, his body reacted before his mind could think. Wei Yan-ho opened his mouth without saying a word.

At that time, the jewel that was spinning over the bottle flew quickly through the air and lodged in Wei Yan-ho’s mouth.

“Mmm!”

Before he could react, the jewel went down Wei Yan-ho’s throat to his stomach.

“Gack!”

Wei Yan-ho threw up for the pain he felt when he felt the jewel coming down his throat and shouted.

“What did you do!”

Baek Muhan said with an expression of disgust.

“If there is no food, just don’t eat.”

“Then I will die!”

“I will control your body by infusing internal energy from the inside, so it will be fine.”

“If you have internal energy, won’t you starve?”

“Of course not.”

– So what’s the point?

I can keep your body for about five years absorbing external energy. My inner core contains the inner energy from when I was alive.

“Is this an internal core?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you usually get incredibly strong when you eat an inner core?”

– You really want to see me disappear, don’t you?

Wei Yan-ho laughed clumsily and shook his head.

“Of course not.”

“Hmph!”

Baek Muhan snorted.

As if I believed Wei Yan-ho’s words.

If I absorb the energy of the inner nucleus, I can no longer maintain consciousness. Consciousness also requires energy to sustain itself.

“Really?”

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes lit up.

“Yan-ho.”

“Yes?”

“Free your inner energy… I don’t absorb so easily.”

“Head.”

Wei Yan-ho, who had been trying to steal the inner energy of the inner nucleus, said with an expression of disgust.

Even so, I don’t like this at all, that the Master is inside my body, a man, not a woman, and also an old man!

“…”

Wait, you’re not trying to steal my body?

“How?”

“I knew it!”

I’m already dead!

You’re a ghost, so who knows what you can’t do.

“Wow.”

After letting a brief groan escape, Baek Muhan soon smiled again.

“Anyway, now you can train without eating, so this worked well.”

“Puaj…”

“Let’s get started!”

Wei Yan-ho made a tearful grin. “But in this situation, resisting was unthinkable. When that jewel was outside, it was already formidable, but now that it was inside his body, what could he not do? Just twisting in his stomach would blow his guts.

Regardless of whether or not he understood Wei Yan-ho’s trembling fear, Baek Muhan spoke calmly.

“First, the martial art you must learn is the Dream Training Technique. ”

“Dream training technique?”

“That’s right.”

Don’t you have martial arts that sound more impressive? Like the Divine Technique of Inequality Dream Training or something.

“Do you want to be beaten while you learn?”

– No. But what kind of martial art is this?

“It’s a breathing technique that allows you to train even in dreams.”

Wei Yan-ho immediately understood what that meant.

“…Can’t I learn it?”

I would also prefer to reduce your sleep time and force you to train instead of doing this inefficient training, but thinking about it, if you do, you will obviously experience a regression as you leave the cave after five years.

“Yes, I understand.”

Wei Yan-ho smiled.

After all, whether it’s the Dream Training Technique or whatever, if Wei Yan-ho just didn’t use it, that’s all.

By the way, once you learn this martial art, you won’t be able to escape it until you completely master it. If you don’t want to train in your dreams, you’ll have no choice but to master it.

“Wow.”

It was really ghostly.

“I’m really fine with getting stronger little by little.”

“I don’t agree with that.”

Baek Muhan smiled slightly.

To learn my martial arts in five years, there will be no day or night. You will learn martial arts in your dreams, and when you wake up, you will see hell. If you manage to overcome that…

Baek Muhan said in a safe tone.

“No one in the world will dare to speak of swords before you!”

It was really an arrogant statement.

Wei Yan-ho responded honestly to that.

“I’m not going to talk about it anyway, so what’s the point?”

Baek Muhan’s face twisted horribly.

What a tactless fool!

All right, let’s see if you can comment.

Baek Muhan, with large stones fixed on both fists, fell on Wei Yan-ho.

It was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke, it was a joke.

Wei Yan-ho screamed desperately, but Baek Muhan shook his fists mercilessly.

Baek Muhan’s training continued day and night.

During the day, he learned to use the sword without rest and at night, arguing about swords and driving them even in dreams.

Life became the sword, and existence became the sword.

There wasn’t a single moment to afford laziness.

Time passed like this.

It’s been a day…

It’s been a month…

Spring is gone and summer is here, autumn is gone and winter is near.

In a place without day or night, without seasons, he forgot the time and dedicated himself to training. The sword was me, and I was the sword. The border between the sword and I became more and more diffuse.

And then…

Five years passed like an arrow.