Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 51

Chapter 51

“Do you mean the Sacred Hand Hall?”

Historian barked his head, confused, only knew a Sacred Hand Hall all over the world.

“By any chance you mean the Sacred Hand Hall, the First Hall of the Sacred Hands, the Door of Medicine above all others in the world?”

Guangqushen scratched his belly and with a snorting took off the dirt trapped under his fingernails.

“Is there any other Sacred Hand Hall besides that?”

Historian frowned as if he understood nothing.

“Are you saying the Sacred Hand Hall, the world’s largest medical sect, was in such bad shape just a hundred years ago?”

Guangqushen looked at the Historian like he was pathetic.

What did you hear?

Excuse me, what do you mean?

“The Sacred Hand Hall is a place with hundreds of years of tradition.”

“That’s right.”

The problem is that when that bastard arrived at the Sacred Hand Hall, those hundreds of years of tradition were about to be truncated. They had sold the buildings, the doctors had fled… it was total chaos.

The historian nodded.

From what you heard, the situation didn’t look good at all.

“Even so, seeing that the Sacred Hand Hall is now recognized as the world’s largest medical sect, the Great Hero Wei Yan-ho must have been of great help to the Sacred Hand Hall, right?”

Guangqushen grabbed his belly and rolled laughing.

Hahahaha, what did you just say?

The historian’s eyes opened before Guangqushen’s inexplicable reaction.

“What’s going on?”

Guangqushen dried up the tears that had escaped and then shivered as if the thought alone gave him chills.

Never go to the Sacred Hand Hall and say something like that unless you want to die with dignity with a golden needle nailed to your point of death.

“What do you mean?”

Guangqushen snapped his tongue.

“Do you know what the scariest aspect of Wei Yan-ho looks like?”

“I really don’t know…”

Guangqushen pulled a long pipe out of her chest and lit it with the True Fire of Three Mai conjured from the tip of her fingers.

Then he exhaled smoke in a long mouthful.

“He has no malice.”

“Excuse me?”

Wei Yan-ho, that bastard has no malice. I have never seen him curse, hate or deliberately torment anyone.

“How can that be a terrifying aspect?”

It’s scary, it’s really scary! Of course it’s scary. Think about it. If someone without the slightest malice towards you caused you an unimaginable misfortune just by being close, what would you do?

The historian shuddered.

“Well…”

“There is no answer, is there?”

“Yes.”

Guangqushen closed his eyes and nodded.

That’s right, there’s no answer, that’s the biggest problem, but humans will inevitably try to find an answer somehow, and when they find it…

Guangqushen paused briefly and smiled, showing his yellow teeth.

“They sink into an even deeper quagmire.”

***

That bastard brings misfortune wherever he goes.

To be precise, that bastard brings misfortune wherever he goes, but he also has a ghostly talent to find places where misfortune already exists.

What do I mean?

Wherever that bastard goes trouble always arises, but from another perspective, wherever that bastard goes, some tremendous problem already exists even before he arrives.

He’s a ghostly talent.

After I realized this, every time that bastard came looking for me, he put everything aside and examined the surroundings. Indeed, there was always a bomb about to explode.

What?

So you could sort things out nicely?

What the fuck have you been listening to?

That bastard seeks misfortune and brings it with him!

The moment that bastard gets to a place where there’s already a bomb, it’s all over. The moment you discover the bomb and try to water it, the bomb explodes and the foundations fly away.

What?

You sure it can’t be that bad?

Let’s see if you can still say that after hearing what happened at the Sacred Hand Hall.

Listen carefully.

***

I’d be lucky if I didn’t get a bolt of lightning on my way down the street!

Wei Yan-ho’s resentful voice resonated loudly in Hubei’s sky.

The boy who had identified himself as the young master of the salon seemed nervous about Wei Yan-ho’s reaction and could only blink.

“What’s going on?”

Then a clear voice was heard from inside the door. Hearing it, the child responded with respect.

“Sister, a guest has arrived.”

“Is someone sick?”

– No, it’s someone who came to see Dad.

Crack.

The door opened.

Wei Yan-ho sat down on the ground in a state of despair, looking at the door open.

“Huh?”

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes were wide open.

The person who emerged from inside the door was a woman who seemed to be about the age of Wei Yan-ho.

But Wei Yan-ho was not surprised that a woman appeared. He was surprised because the woman who had opened the door was a beauty like no other she had ever seen.

She was a woman who found the stereotyped qualifiers as skin like white jade or ebony hair too good.

A straight nose and red lips, along with large eyes.

Wei Yan-ho’s mouth opened.

The woman saw Wei Yan-ho’s gaze fixed on her and bowed her head.

“What’s going on?”

Wei Yan-ho responded with sincerity. His inability to lie in most situations was both his strength and his weakness.

“Oh, you’re so beautiful.”

In an instant, the woman’s face turned red.

“You’re a scoundrel.”

“I was just exposing the facts as they are…”

Wei Yan-ho felt aggrieved.

As expected, being honest was a losing proposition in this world.

«He who speaks the truth is unsuccessful, and he who speaks the truth does not live long.»

Wei Yan-ho reflected on this universal truth.

“You said you came to see Dad?”

Wei Yan-ho nodded reluctantly.

“That’s right.”

“My younger brother, Soa, is currently the master of the salon. But since you have come to see my father, it would be appropriate for me, the eldest daughter, to take care of this matter.”

Wei Yan-ho drew a letter of introduction from his chest and handed it to the woman.

It was already a useless cover letter. What did it matter who saw it?

The woman who took Wei Yan-ho’s cover letter began to read the letter with a serious expression.

‘What elegance.’

Although I was just reading a letter, it looked like a painting.

“This is why women must be beautiful first and men must be handsome first.”

He began to resent his parents again.

‘My brother is so handsome!’

Why couldn’t Wei Yan-ho be half as handsome as his brother?

Of course, from his parents’ perspective, having a child that wasn’t even half as good as his brother was probably not nice either.

After finishing the letter, the woman folded it again carefully and hardened its expression.

“Soa.”

“Yes, sister.”

“Clean the backroom and receive our guest.”

“But sister, that room is for patients.”

“Is there a patient there now?”

“It’s empty for now.”

The woman spoke to her brother.

Clean the room and make sure there is no mistake in receiving our guest. He is someone who has come to see my father. You understand what I mean, right?

“Yes, sister.”

The boy named Soa bowed his head deeply. “The woman’s voice was clear, but there was a subtle force in it.

While the child was going inside to clean the room, the woman looked back at Wei Yan-ho.

My name is Jin Yeran, and my younger brother, whom you just saw, is Jin Soa.

“I’m Wei Yan-ho.”

I understand you came to see Dad, but unfortunately, Dad passed away last year.

“I see.”

From the letter, you seem to have come to study medicine. Is that correct?

“Well, yes.”

Jin Yeran sighed softly. “It was not a sigh of Wei Yan-ho, but rather because he knew that the current circumstances of the Sacred Hand Hall made teaching medicine difficult.

As you can see, our Sacred Hand Hall currently does not have the proper structure of a medical institution. However, if we fired someone who came with a recommendation from Uncle Moon, our late father would scold us. Although we are deficient, I hope they will stay with us.

Wei Yan-ho shook his hands.

There’s a lot of places to learn medicine besides here, so I can go somewhere else, so if it’s a burden, I’m going.

At that moment, Jin Yeran’s face became determined.

“That can’t be.”

Wei Yan-ho shivered.

“If we so dismiss a guest who came to see Father, they will point our finger at us. We do not want the Sacred Hand Hall to become a place where decorum is not respected, nor Father’s honor to collapse.”

“If circumstances do not allow, that can happen…”

“That can’t happen at all!”

Wei Yan-ho made a tearful expression.

Newly escaped from the Confucian academy, everything seemed even more suffocating and rigid.

If I had known it would have been like that, I wouldn’t have come to the place Moon Yu-hwan had introduced you to, but the troubled nature of that damn man was making things more complicated.

‘Now that I think about it, I should have noticed when he said he knew that Stone-shaped Moon Scholar.’

It was too late to repent.

I should have foreseen this a long time ago!

– Um, but I still feel like I’m a burden…

Jin Yeran shook his head.

The Sacred Hand Hall is not such an unseemly place for us to consider visitors a burden.

“No, I am the burden…”

“You don’t need to worry about those things.”

Jin Soa approached at that time.

“He’s ready, sister.”

“Guide to our guest.”

“Yes!”

Wei Yan-ho’s face was on the verge of tears.

“I’m doomed.”

I had a strong feeling that things were going wrong from the beginning.

In any case, that’s how Wei Yan-ho was able to safely enter the Sacred Hand Hall.

***

What is the strongest organization in the world?

If that question had been asked two hundred years ago, people’s opinions would have been divided.

Shaolin, called the North Star of Mount Song.

Wudang, called the Ancient of the Way.

The Ming Cult, called the Origin of the Ten Thousand Deaths.

The Ten Thousand Swords, called the Term of Swords.

In addition to these, people would have mentioned countless other sects.

But if the same question were asked now, there would be only one answer.

The Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance.

The strongest organization in the history of the martial world, created by the gathering of sects who had commanded the world and families who had criticized society.

While they existed as mediators, rulers and sovereigns, no other place dared to present its name to them. Only the Martial Alliance could raise its head before them.

And deep in the heart of that Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance.

The military hall, which is said to be even more difficult to enter than the hall of the alliance leader.

Peng Daoji was shocked in that military room.

‘Why am I here…?’

A cold sweat began to accumulate on Peng Daoji’s forehead.

Personally, he had experienced a tremendous event that endangered his life. But that was from the perspective of Peng Daoji, who believed that, from the perspective of the Heavenly Orthodox Martial Alliance, which ruled the world, it was only an insignificant matter.

But as soon as he reported on the matter, they brought him here almost like he was dragged away.

‘What did I do wrong?’

Peng Daoji dried his sweat with his sleeve.

As prestigious as it was, there were many children of prestigious families in the martial world, enough to stumble. He never imagined he could have a private audience with a military officer of the Celestial Martial Alliance.

It was not just a burden: it felt as if his whole body had become a block of wood.

Crack.

At that moment, the door opened and a man with immortal appearance entered.