Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 165

**Chapter 45: Holgazán does business (4)**

With the arrival of the crowd, the employees began to organize the process, directing those who needed loans to the Galactic Bank branch, and distributing copies to those who paid, guiding them to their respective places.

“Is this really the original?”

“Sure!”

The employee pointed the sign with his hand.

“Unless someone wants to die, would they dare swindle like that at the door of the Righteous Martial Alliance?”

Seeing the guarantee of the Righteous Martial Alliance, they all nodded.

“There is no guarantee more reliable than this!”

“Not even the imperial guarantee would be more reliable!”

There could be nothing more reliable than selling a secret book guaranteed by the Righteous Martial Alliance on its own doorstep.

“Here are three ounces of gold! I brought them!”

“This way, please, sir.”

The employee guided him with a kind smile. Those who watched felt a growing impatience.

No one had imagined that such a precious secret book would be sold in this way.

Imagine.

Would Shaolin allow you to copy the Root Sutra in exchange for money?

Would Mount Hua sell the Sword of Plum Flower technique for money?

As they had never considered such a thing, they could not fully understand the meaning of what was happening.

But as more people paid and copied the secret book, reality became evident. They could get the legacy of the Sword Emperor, the best secret book of all time, for just three ounces of gold!

When people were excited, someone looked inside the tent and screamed with anger.

“What’s going on here?”

Everyone’s eyes were focused on one point.

A man dressed in black with a big hat was approaching the tent.

“He’s a Taoist!”

No one in the place could not recognize the great symbol of yin and yang and the hat worn by the man dressed in black.

The Taoist, with his face red, came and shouted.

“How dare you swindle here, in front of the Righteous Martial Alliance’s door! Remove this immediately!”

“Scam!”

At that moment, a young man dressed in white descended from the sky.

♪ Thud! ♪

The young man who landed in front of the tent was Wei Yanho.

‘W…what?’

Songmun Jin-in, the Taoist, looked at Wei Yanho with surprise.

I hadn’t felt her presence, where did she come from?

‘Huh? Does he seem angry?’

He had seen many faces in his life, but he had never seen one as full of anger as Wei Yanho’s.

While Songmun Jin-in was bewildered, Wei Yanho tried to talk, but sighed and walked into bed, sitting down.

“…It’s hard to speak up. Monk, do you want to sit down?”

Songmun Jin-in’s face was filled with amazement.

But that did not last long. His face was filled with anger again.

“Are you the owner of this tent?”

“Yes, so what?”

“What a deception! The legacy of the Sword Emperor!”

“Did you just get out of a retreat?”

“… eh?”

“Have you not heard that the legacy of the Sword Emperor was discovered in Nasan?”

“Huh?”

Songmun Jin-in began to get nervous. Looking around, they all nodded.

“A… is it?”

“Yes.”

“But! There is no evidence that this is that legacy!”

Wei Yanho sighed.

“Monje, you are very naive.”

“W…what?”

“If I was selling a fake legacy here, do you think the Righteous Martial Alliance would allow it?”

Songmun Jin-in’s eyes trembled.

‘Now what do I think?’

Does that mean the legacy is real?

“……then?”

Wei Yanho took the secret book out of his waist and showed it.

“I’m not talking nonsense. The best way is to check for yourself. Do you want to get close?”

“Hmm.”

Songmun Jin-in, as hypnotized, approached Wei Yanho.

“But you can’t see everything. I’ll just show you the front, so judge for yourself.”

Songmun Jin-in began to browse the book with a dubious expression.

‘If this is not true…’

At first, he read slowly. “As usually happens with secret books, the beginning was vague. But then, the essence of the technique began to appear.

Songmun Jin-in’s hand accelerated as he passed the pages.

‘E…this!’

Here it is!

He felt something was coming.

Here’s the key!

Here was the solution to overcome the obstacle that had blocked his path for years. Deep writing and almost immeasurable technique were contained in this book.

As it is said to be seen what is known, to others it might seem foolish, but as an elder of the Taoist sect, he could recognize the high level of technique described in the book.

‘Just a little more…’

In that instant.

♪ Thawack! ♪

The book closed.

Seeing Songmun Jin-in’s surprised expression, Wei Yanho snapped his fingers and said:

“You cannot expect to see what others pay to copy.”

“C… how much is it? Did you say three ounces of gold?”

“That’s for individuals. For sects, please consult there.”

Wei Yanho bowed and whispered in Songmun Jin-in’s ear.

“By the way, Shaolin paid 300 ounces of gold.”

“T… 300 ounces!”

Wei Yanho spoke quietly so that the others would not listen to him, but Songmun Jin-in’s surprised question was heard by everyone.

“D… you say they paid that amount?”

“They signed a promissory note. It’s a very reliable sect.”

A conflict appeared on Songmun Jin-in’s face.

Three hundred ounces of gold was a huge sum. But if he could get this secret book, which seemed to be authentic, by that amount, it would not be a waste.

And Shaolin had bought it!

If the leader of a rival sect of Shaolin found out that Shaolin had obtained the secret book and they had not, he would surely pressure him to buy a copy.

Moreover, although Shaolin is a powerful sect, they are a sect of swords. The secret book of the Sword Emperor would be more useful to the Taoist sect.

“…By the way, I heard that the Spirit of the Sword also contacted Mount Hua.”

“E… the Spirit of the Sword? Monte Hua? The Plum Blossom Sword Spirit?”

“Yes. That’s what I heard.”

That was the final blow.

Shaolin had already bought it, and ek Monte Hua was interested. So, the Taoist sect could not stay behind. If Monte Hua obtained this secret book and surpassed the Taoist sect, he could never rest in peace.

To renounce greed is the path of the Taoist, but if everyone could do so, who would stay in the mountains practicing with herbs?

“I will sign a promissory note. As an elder of the Taoist sect, my identity is verified. I will sign a promissory note, so give me the secret book.”

“There seems to be a misunderstanding.”

“Huh?”

“I do not give it to you, but I allow you to copy it. Sign the IOU and copy there. The time limit is fifteen days. If you do not pay within that period, the interest will double.”

“I understand!”

Songmun Jin-in quickly signed the promissory note and began copying the secret book.

No further verification was needed.

All Luoyang began to shake.

Not only the warriors, but also the civilians began to run towards the door of the Righteous Martial Alliance with money. For the first time since the Righteous Martial Alliance opened its doors, the main entrance was filled with people who had no intention of visiting the Righteous Martial Alliance.

Wei Yanho, lying in bed, looked at the scene and reviewed the secret book once again.

‘How strange.’

It had begun as a joke.

But even though the situation was getting bigger and bigger, no one found it strange. Not even Gong Mujin, nor Songmun Jin-in, who seemed to be a sword expert, doubted the authenticity of the secret book.

Wei Yanho shook his head looking at the secret book.

‘It’s not rough, but…’

It wasn’t a fake secret book, but it wasn’t good enough to be the legacy of the Sword Emperor, and he felt a strong sense of bad omen in the book.

He couldn’t define it exactly, but evil?

‘Hmm…’

Wei Yanho looked at the secret book, closed it and lay down.

“How strong was my teacher?”

If this was really the true legacy of the Sword Emperor, his teacher was strong enough to defeat the Sword Emperor. Wei Yanho felt a chill as he realized the greatness of his teacher.

‘It’s amazing that I survived.’

No wonder every blow was so painful.

He had survived five years of daily beatings of someone who could have killed the best warrior of all time, so Wei Yanho deserved to be called the best in resistance.

Looking at the crowd arriving without ceasing, Wei Yanho lay on the bed with the expression of a satisfied cat.

“If I had known there was such an easy way to make money, I would not have bothered Soah. I should have let her live in peace.”

If Jin Soah in Wuhan had heard that, he would have vomited blood.

‘But…’

Wei Yanho turned his head slightly, with an expression of restlessness.

‘Why am I so anxious?’

I felt like I hadn’t cleaned up after I went to the bathroom.

For the secret book?

Unfortunately, Wei Yanho was not sensitive enough to feel anxious about something so trivial.

Then why?

“Hmm.”

Wei Yanho, tormented by unexplained anxiety, pulled the blankets to cover himself.

Sleeping is the best thing in these cases. When you wake up, that anxiety will disappear.

* * *

Saha, the Historian, served Gwang Gusin Gye alcohol and asked.

“So it didn’t go well?”

“Well?”

“In any case, the Radiant Martial Sovereign won money, and others gained the legacy of the Sword Emperor. Although it is not the true legacy of the Sword Emperor, it seems to be worth three ounces of gold.”

“Right.”

Gwang Gusin Gye nodded.

“Of course, it is true. The secret book was worth a fortune. It is not compared to the secret book created by the true Sword Emperor, but it has a comparable value.”

“So, everything went well?”

Gwang Gusin Gye smiled bitterly.

“It should have gone well, but that’s the way the world is. If you knew where that secret book came from, you would understand what I mean.”

“Where does that secret book come from?”

“This is not the time to talk about it. There is something more important.”

“… eh?”

Gwang Gusin Gye began to smile mysteriously.

“Wei Yanho made money easily, but made a mistake in the process.”

“…… a mistake?”

“That’s right.”

Saha couldn’t help but wave his head. I hadn’t heard Wei Yanho make any mistakes.

“What mistake?”

“Jo Hyeon, the Master of Divine Abilities.”

“…….”

Gwang Gusin Gye laughed.

“That guy is not just any guy. Wei Yanho underestimated him. Thanks to that, Wei Yanho is having a lot of problems.”

Saha looked at Gwang Gusin Gye with disbelief.

Is there anything that could cause problems for the Radiant Martial Sovereign?

“Do you want to tell me?”

Saha made a grimace while listening to Gwang Gusin Gye’s strange laugh.