Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 506

**Chapter 506. The Lazy Departs (1)**

—Wei Sanho…

An indescribable emotion arose on the face of Saha, the Historian.

—No… Wei Sanho? Wei Sanho…

It was shocking. But, on the other hand, it also made sense.

Because there were no records.

According to what he had heard from Gwanggu Singae so far, Wei Sanho was an extremely important figure to Wei Yanho. And Wei Sanho was not a warrior who could be ignored either.

However, there were no historical records about Wei Sanho.

If compared to the feats of Gwanggu Singae or Grand Master Musan in that conflict—which didn’t even come close to Wei Sanho—wasn’t it strange that Wei Sanho had been so completely forgotten?

*”I had a feeling there was something more, but… the Demon Cult? It can’t be!”*

It was so shocking that, for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

—Then… what about the Wei Family of Guangdong?

—For the moment, they were safe. Thanks to Patriarch Jegal acting in time, the fact that Wei Sanho was a follower of the Demon Cult was not spread. The higher-ups understood the situation, but they couldn’t pressure the Wei Family at that time. They also believed it was better to hide it.

—But they couldn’t have simply ignored that a member of their clan joined the Demon Cult.

—True.

Gwanggu Singae also nodded. Considering what the Demon Cult meant in the martial world, it was no trivial matter.

—Was the influence of the Wei Family of Guangdong that great? Even with the Radiant Martial Sovereign, their status back then must not have been the same as now.

—There were also circumstantial reasons. Everyone knew that, sooner or later, a great war against the Demon Cult would come. But for a traitor to appear even before it started… it was something that would sink everyone’s morale. Also…

Gwanggu Singae took a swig of alcohol, as if his throat was dry.

Or was it his heart that was burning?

—Wei Sanho’s position was not something that could be taken lightly. For years, he was known as the *”First Talented of the New Generation under Heaven”*. There may have been many stronger than him, but few with such great symbolism.

—…Really?

—Compare it to an elder of Shaolin. Wouldn’t it be shocking if an elder of Shaolin joined the Demon Cult?

—It would be a scandal.

—And do you think that scandal would be greater than the *First Talented of the New Generation* joining the Cult?

Saha closed his mouth.

For him, it was not easy to determine which of the two would have a greater impact. After all, he had not lived through that situation. But at least he could sense how much it would have affected Wei Sanho joining the Cult.

—So they hid it?

—Not forever. But at that time, if the news spread, it would be impossible to contain it. They probably decided to remain silent until they found a solution. And also…

Gwanggu Singae shrugged.

—I was a novice beggar back then, so I don’t know what those elders were thinking. But I guess Wei Yanho’s damn character also influenced things. To demand accountability, they would have to make it public, but making it public would mean facing Wei Yanho. Do you think they wanted to do that?

—Of course not.

It was something that shouldn’t be done. He had already heard how ruthless Wei Yanho was with those he considered his enemies.

—Anyway, that’s how it was. Thanks to that, the truth did not spread. And before the matter became public, something else happened.

—Something happened?

—It’s obvious, isn’t it? Everything was about to begin.

Saha nodded gravely.

—So now I understand what happened back then.

—You already know how the war ended, so let’s not talk about that. You didn’t come here to listen to history, did you? You came for the story of Wei Yanho.

—Yes.

—Good. Let’s see, that guy…

Gwanggu Singae scratched his head.

—Back then, we had high expectations for Wei Yanho. We believed that he would lead the war from the front.

—And he actually did, didn’t he?

—No.

Gwanggu Singae flatly denied it.

—That was later. Wei Yanho had no interest in the war. The only thing he cared about was that Wei Sanho was in the Cult. Until then, he had at least tried to restrain himself because people asked him to, but from that moment on… he completely lost his mind.

—…

—It was… ugh…

Gwanggu Singae trembled.

—It was something I don’t want to remember. Really.

—

—Where do you think you’re going?

Tang Cheongun looked at Wei Yanho with eyes full of disbelief.

*”This madman, what other madness is he planning now?!”*

A madman doing crazy things is normal. In that sense, Wei Yanho was perfectly fulfilling his role as a lunatic.

But why now?!

Tang Cheongun put his hand to his forehead.

A headache tormented him.

Just seeing that expression… how to describe it? Somewhat discouraged, it already made his temples throb.

*”I’m crazy. I’m the madman.”*

Bringing Wei Yanho had been the worst mistake of his life. At first, it was fine: thanks to Wei Yanho causing disturbances everywhere, Tang Cheongun was able to regain control of the Tang Family.

But it should have ended there.

He underestimated that Wei Yanho would not stop even after achieving what he wanted.

Thanks to that, half of the Tang Family’s pavilions had been destroyed, and several disciples were injured and were now in treatment. If Wei Yanho stayed longer, who knows what else could happen.

In that case, he should celebrate his departure with joy, but…

—The Demon Cult? The Deeeemon Cult?

No, this madman was already going too far.

The Demon Cult?

If he wanted to die, it would be easier to stab himself with a sword. Why go all the way to Xinjiang?

—What? Are you going to join too?

—Why not? Doesn’t sound bad.

Finally, Tang Cheongun exploded. He jumped up and overturned the table, shouting at the top of his lungs.

—Hey, brat! Say something that makes sense!

—You started with nonsense!

—Because you said something stupid first! What? The Demon Cult? Is it a playground? Are you going because you’re bored?

This time, Jegal Yeom was also on Tang Cheongun’s side.

—It’s true, Wei Yanho. The Demon Cult is too dangerous. We understand how you feel, but this time it would be better if you restrain yourself.

—But…

Wei Yanho replied calmly.

—Is there a law in the martial world that prohibits going to the Demon Cult?

—…No, but…

Tang Cheongun began to beat his chest.

He felt as if he had eaten a hundred hard-boiled eggs in one go. The frustration was unbearable.

—The martial world is not the court, what laws would there be?! But the government has declared the Demon Cult an illegal sect, so it is forbidden!

—That’s for joining, isn’t it? I just want to go take a look. How can they stop me?

—It’s not like that.

Jegal Yeom smiled confidently.

—The government also prohibits contact with the Demon Cult. If a common citizen approaches without permission, they will be punis…

Jegal Yeom stopped abruptly.

Wei Yanho was taking something out and waving it shamelessly.

—Common citizen?

—…

Seeing the shiny *Golden Sword* in Wei Yanho’s hand, Jegal Yeom lost his words.

—Oh, this… They say power is like this. I don’t want to brag, but they force me to. Ah, that’s why everyone wants to rise in life!

*Tremble!*

As Wei Yanho laughed and moved the sword, everyone began to tremble as if they had a fever.

They didn’t know why, but they felt an unbearable irritation. When Wei Yanho wielded the sword, everyone shuddered.

—Ha, this is what power tastes like! Too bad I’m not a common citizen. So my position is… uh?

—Imperial Censor.

Jangil corrected him, and Wei Yanho nodded.

—Yes. Imperial Censor.

—It’s not the Censor’s Office, it’s the Investigation Office!

—It’s the same.

—Ugh!

Jegal Yeom made the face of a loyal servant who saw his nation being lost.

Imperial Censor?

Sure, he had also tried to gather forces around Wei Yanho, but the objectives of a faction of the martial world and a government official were different.

For a guy like that to be an Imperial Censor…

Where was the country going to end up?

—So… you insist on going to the Demon Cult?

—Yes.

Wei Yanho replied without hesitation.

—To rescue your brother?

—Yes.

—Do you think it’s possible? That’s suicide.

—Eh. Probably not?

—Of course!

He looked like he was going to spit fire from his mouth.

Not only Jegal Yeom, everyone around him was trying to dissuade Wei Yanho from his madness. Anyone with a brain and the ability to reason knew it was a terrible idea.

But Wei Yanho, as if his head was just an ornament and he had abandoned thought long ago, proudly declared:

—Even so, I’ll go.

—…

—Why? Why would you do something so stupid?

—Wow, you don’t know the world.

—Huh?

Wei Yanho smiled mockingly.

—If everyone in the world acted with common sense, why would there be wars and fights? What seems obvious is not always fulfilled. Because we are human. And I am too.

—…

Jegal Yeom felt dizzy.

What kind of logic was that?

—Wei… Wei Jeonghan! Do something!

Jegal Yeom desperately looked for Wei Jeonghan.

He knew: Wei Yanho was not someone who could be dissuaded with reasoning or stopped with force. If that man decided to cause chaos, no one there could stop him.

The only one who had any chance was Wei Jeonghan.

—Yanho.

Under the pressure of those present, Wei Jeonghan stared at Wei Yanho and spoke.

—Is that your decision?

—Yes.

Wei Yanho replied without hesitation.

—Even knowing everything, you insist?

—Yes.

His answer was calm, and his expression, unperturbed.

—Haven’t you considered that your brother might not want that?

—How obvious. You used to drag me out of bed by force even though I didn’t want to get up.

—*Ahem.*

Wei Yanho shrugged.

—What he wants doesn’t matter. If he went the wrong way, I’ll drag him out by force. Because it’s family.

—…Yes, that’s what family is.

Wei Jeonghan nodded.

—Even if you die trying?

—I won’t die.

Wei Yanho was categorical.

—I will survive like a rodent, take my brother out, and live to be a hundred years old. So I’ll go. Don’t try to stop me.

—Stop you? Go.

—Huh?

Wei Yanho’s eyes widened at Wei Jeonghan’s unexpected response. He expected him to oppose frantically.

—But with a condition.

—Which one?

Wei Jeonghan spoke firmly.

—Take me with you!

—…

—You’re right! We have to bring him back with blows if necessary! I don’t know what I was thinking! My son is in the Demon Cult, and I’m here worrying! Let’s go! Right now!

—Calm down, calm down first…

Now it was Wei Yanho who was trying to calm Wei Jeonghan. Jegal Yeom covered his face with both hands.

*”These damn madmen of the Wei Family of Guangdong.”*

They were beyond help.

They really were beyond help.