Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 154

**Chapter 154: The Holgazan Sells it (4)**

“Don’t do that to someone so naive, go to your post.”

“Yes, yes, what else can I do?”

Gongling looked at Jong Pil, who was heading for the bank branch, with a stunned expression.

Let’s see.

“How many people have already copied the book?”

“About a hundred, I think.”

“One hundred…”

Then, including those present, there would be about one hundred and thirty people. If each paid two ounces of gold, it would be two hundred and sixty ounces, and if they paid three, it would be three hundred and ninety ounces.

Three hundred and ninety ounces!

Not even Shaolin, one of Central Plains’ largest temples and sects, receives three hundred ounces of gold in donations a year. This young man won three hundred ounces of gold in a single day.

‘It’s amazing.’

Even for Gongling, who was not interested in money, that was a considerable amount. Could he have won three hundred ounces of gold if he had sold the secret book?

Besides…

Gongling saw people lining up, people eager to pay.

‘There will be more.’

If he continued to allow it to be copied, he could build a gold house.

“Young Wei.”

“Yes, Grand Master.”

Wei Yanho responded respectfully.

“As I said before, I am concerned that the distribution of this secret book causes confusion in the martial world.”

Wei Yanho barked his head.

“Confusion?”

“Yes. What if the legacy of the Sword Emperor, a legendary secret book, spreads? What if it falls into the hands of a villain?”

Wei Yanho responded respectfully.

“The righteous will stop him.”

“…….”

Gongling’s expression was slightly distorted.

Of course!

“Will the righteous intervene easily?”

“Ah, what are you worried about? Even Grand Master Gongling intervened. Do you think he would ignore it if something like that happened?”

Even if I really ignored it, no one could say that in this situation.

“Of course, I will stop it with all my might. But it is the legacy of the Sword Emperor. No one knows what will happen if it spreads. This will surely cause a massacre.”

Wei Yanho shook his head, without understanding.

“He will not cause it, he will avoid it.”

“…….”

“If this had been left like this, a lot of people would have died, wouldn’t they?”

“Hmm…”

Grand Master Gongling could not refute it.

If Wei Yanho had not recovered the secret book, hundreds of people would have died in the struggle. And if the struggle had continued, Grand Master Gongling would have arrived later.

“And if you’re worried about that, you should distribute it even more, shouldn’t you? There will be more people who learn it, reducing the likelihood that a single person will cause problems.”

“Huh?”

Does that make sense?

While Grand Master Gongling was stunned, Wei Yanho continued:

“One thing I’ve never understood is this. If there’s a good secret book, why not share it? I don’t understand why people are desperate to have it alone.”

“W… really?”

He’s absolutely right.

There was no way to refute it.

In short, if the owner wants to sell it, what else can you say?

If so many people are watching, if they try to recover the secret book, it will be said that Shaolin is oppressing a child to steal the legacy of the Sword Emperor.

Gongling looked at Gong Mujin without knowing what to do.

‘I have no answer, Grand Master Gongling.’

Gong Mujin looked at the sky with resignation.

The Great Teacher of Shaolin and the Spirit of the Sword of the Plum Flower were desperate for a child.

‘A troubled guy.’

Who is Grand Master Gongling?

One of Shaolin’s elders.

In terms of position in the martial world, few dare to challenge it.

If a child of Wei Yanho’s age met Gongling, he would be intimidated by his age and position.

But Wei Yanho was very eloquent.

‘If it is said in a good way, it is generous.’

If it’s said in a bad way, it’s reckless.

Although Gong Mujin doesn’t like Wei Yanho, he likes this look.

“Even so, not everyone will follow the reasoning of young Wei. Some will try to take it by force.”

“Huh?”

“What do you say?”

The answer came not from Wei Yanho, but from behind Grand Master Gongling. The people who were copying looked at Grand Master Gongling with disbelief.

‘I can’t believe these guys…’

Normally, before the position of Grand Master Gongling and Shaolin’s name, they would at least pretend respect, but these guys looked at him like he was a beggar monk.

“Well, that could happen.”

Wei Yanho smiled.

“Well, that’s inevitable. Things like that usually circulate, right? If they steal my book before they get to Luoyang, it’s my destiny.”

“Are you going to Luoyang?”

“Yes. I will go to Luoyang.”

“Luoyang is a great city. Taking a treasure to a great city is inviting disaster. What do you plan to do in Luoyang?”

Wei Yanho sighed, frustrated.

“What will I do in Luoyang? Keep selling.”

“…… Selling?”

“Where there are many people, there are many buyers.”

Gongling felt dizzy.

So… you plan on setting up a post in Luoyang and selling the secret book of the Sword Emperor?

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Why not?”

There’s no reason it’s not right.

Gongling ran out of words. “I was not sure whether it was by logic or by disbelief.”

At that time, Wei Yanho bowed his head.

“Thank you for worrying about me. But I have no intention of handing this book over to Shaolin, or giving it to anyone else. I can handle my business, so please don’t worry, Grand Master Gongling.”

With that perfect conclusion, Grand Master Gongling let go of an ironic laugh.

“I’m sorry.”

When Wei Yanho got back into the carriage, Gong Mujin took Grand Master Gongling, who was stunned, away from the crowd.

Grand Master Gongling smiled, as if he had received a blow.

“What kind of person is that monk?”

“Even I don’t know how to describe it.”

“Hmm.”

Grand Master Gongling was no fool.

Among the crowd he was copying, there were people he knew. And among them, there were some who would never stand still and pay to copy.

If someone does something they don’t usually do, it means they’re about to die, or someone’s forcing them.

‘The Plum Blossom Sword Spirit alone is not enough.’

He considered the possibility that Gong Mujin would have helped, but he did not believe that the people there would have calmed down just by the names of Gong Mujin and Hua Shan.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course, Grand Master.”

Gongling looked at Gong Mujin and spoke.

“How would you compare your martial skills to mine?”

Gong Mujin hesitated to answer the sudden question. Gongling would not have asked that if he had not had any idea of Wei Yanho’s abilities.

If someone who did not know Wei Yanho heard him, he would laugh by comparing a young man to Shaolin’s Grand Master Gongling.

“Hmm…”

When Gong Mujin hesitated to respond, Gongling showed interest.

Gongling’s question implied that Wei Yanho was comparable to him. Gong Mujin, who understood that, hesitated to answer because telling the truth would be disrespectful to Gongling.

Gongling looked at the carriage with doubt and amazement.

‘At that age…’

Reaching that skill level at such an early age is unusual, and the world has called heroes who have achieved the impossible.

The appearance of a young hero is welcome.

But…

‘The beginning of a turbulent era?’

Gongling’s heart felt heavy.

From ancient times, when exceptionally talented young people appeared, a turbulent era began. He could not help thinking that the appearance of Wei Yanho could mean that.

“As a Wei family, he is fortunate. If he learned under Grand Master Wei Jeonghan, a righteous man and a great hero, he should not be bad.”

“S… yes.”

Gong Mujin looked away.

‘Great Teacher, I’m sorry. That guy didn’t learn under Grand Master Wei Jeonghan, and he’s already troublesome.’

But Gong Mujin thought there was no need to say that and worry Grand Master Gongling more.

“Are you sure you won’t need our help on the way to Luoyang?”

“It would be quieter if Grand Master Gongling were with me, but I can’t do anything if he doesn’t want to. Actually, I’m also depending on him…”

Gongling smiled unconsciously at Gong Mujin bowing his head with apology.

‘They say the Blum Blossom Sword Spirit is very severe.’

The rumors of the martial world are unreliable. Or Gong Mujin changed his personality after meeting Wei Yanho, realizing how his severity was perceived by others.

Either way, it was a good thing.

“Even a king or an emperor can’t force someone to do something he doesn’t want to do. Besides, with his abilities, the trip to Luoyang won’t be difficult.”

“Yes, Grand Master.”

Gongling nodded and bowed to Gong Mujin.

“Then we retreat.”

“They’re leaving already?”

“We are here to stop the massacre. As it is over, we must return.”

Gong Mujin couldn’t help but admire Gongling.

Although the great sects use the pretext of maintaining the order of the martial world, they cannot avoid greed. Anyone would covet the legacy of the Sword Emperor, but Gongling returned immediately after the massacre ended, indicating that he did not come for the secret book, but for the peace of the martial world.

Shaolin is worthy of his name.

“I’m sorry we can’t enjoy our meeting.”

Gongling smiled and stopped Gong Mujin, who was about to say goodbye.

Gongling, who brought Gong Mujin in, looked around and said quietly:

“Musan, come here.”