Heavenly Inquisition Sword Novel - Chapter 239
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Episode 239. Is it Really Like That? It’s a Good Omen!
Wang Songwi approached and shouted:
—It’s true! You’re Baek Soobeom! You haven’t changed at all! After stealing the treasure from the Baeksan burial mound in the Five Peaks Mountain, it seems your luck improved. You don’t seem to have aged a day.
Baek Soobeom, surprised to meet an old friend in such an unexpected place, laughed heartily instead of getting angry.
—Ha ha! You, on the other hand, seem to have aged quite a bit. If you hadn’t greeted me first, I wouldn’t have recognized you.
—Stop joking around and give me the dagger. I can compromise on everything else, but not on that.
Wang Songwi’s white beard trembled with anger. The memory of what had happened forty years ago was as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.
Baek Soobeom and Wang Songwi were friends from the same region, both natives of Daocheng in the Sichuan Province. They made their living as tomb raiders and together had plundered the Baeksan burial mound in the Five Peaks Mountain.
The Five Peaks Mountain, also known as the Three Sacred Mountains, was composed of three peaks: Seonnyeo Peak, Angma Peak, and Hanak Peak. At the top of Seonnyeo Peak, there was a peculiar burial mound known as the Baeksan mound. No one knew if it was really the tomb of an Immortal, but it was said to guard a great treasure.
One day, a wandering monk passed through Daocheng and claimed to have seen a blue light emanating from the Baeksan burial mound. The news shocked the entire village. Many tried to find the treasure but found nothing. Baek Soobeom and Wang Songwi decided to give it a try as well, and after three days of digging, they found the entrance to the mound. However, instead of sharing the treasure, Baek Soobeom fled with a handful of valuable items, including a dagger.
Since then, Wang Songwi had wandered the world, waiting to find his treacherous friend someday.
—Where is the dagger?
—That dagger? I lost it a few years ago. I threw it at an enemy and escaped with my life.
—Don’t lie! If you give me the dagger, I’ll forget everything else.
Baek Soobeom looked at Wang Songwi in disbelief.
—Why are you so fixated on that dagger?
The Demon Warrior Baek Soobeom couldn’t understand why Wang Songwi was obsessed with the dagger instead of the gold items. Among the treasures they had found, he had taken the dagger and some gold items. So why the interest in the dagger?
Wang Songwi glanced at the courtesan clinging to Baek Soobeom’s arm. It seemed there were things he didn’t want to say in front of others. Baek Soobeom shook off the courtesan’s grip.
—Bring us some liquor and appetizers. We don’t need the woman.
The courtesan frowned in disgust. ‘What kind of old man comes to a brothel just to drink and eat?’
She was about to say something, but the fierce look from the old man silenced her, and she withdrew.
Sensing the change in atmosphere, Wang Songwi looked at the knife at Baek Soobeom’s waist.
—Have you been using a knife all this time?
—Yes. Let’s go inside.
Baek Soobeom led the way to the room. Wang Songwi, hesitating for a moment, finally followed him.
—Why are you so insistent on the dagger instead of the gold?
In response to Baek Soobeom’s question, Wang Songwi answered with another question.
—Why did you betray me and run away? I thought we were closer than brothers. Did you do it just for the gold?
Baek Soobeom recalled the past and answered:
—More than the gold, I was tired of living as a tomb raider. I wanted a new life.
—Did you betray me for that?
—Back then, you were too attached to the idea of raiding tombs. You said it was easier to rob the dead than the living.
—That’s nonsense! I also wanted a new life. You’re the one who robbed me of that opportunity.
—Let’s leave the past behind. Why are you so insistent on the dagger?
—Do you remember the old painting and the strap we found in the mound?
—The moldy painting and the rusty strap?
—Yes, that one. The painting had the name of the Taoist Hwayu Yeom, also known as Lü Dongbin.
—So what?
Wang Songwi exclaimed in astonishment:
—You don’t know who Lü Dongbin is?
—Do I have to know every Taoist in the world? Who is he?
—Lü Dongbin is one of the Eight Immortals. It’s said that his tomb is in those mountains.
—So the dagger is…?
—A wandering monk had said he saw a blue light in the Baeksan mound. That light came from the dagger.
—Do you really believe that dagger is the Blue Sword?
—Yes, and it must be sold to the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
—I’m sorry, but it’s not the Blue Sword.
—What do you mean?
—I carried that dagger with me for forty years, but it never emitted blue light. It cut well, but nothing more.
—Don’t be foolish. Treasures don’t emit light all the time. They only reveal themselves to those who deserve them.
—Even if it’s the Blue Sword, it doesn’t matter anymore. I lost it.
—Really?
—I’m a Demon Warrior of the Yoomyung Cult. Why would I lie?
Baek Soobeom looked at Wang Songwi firmly. Wang Songwi lowered his gaze, intimidated.
—A Demon Warrior of the Yoomyung Cult?
—Yes. Thirty years ago, I joined the Yoomyung Cult, and now I’m a Demon Warrior. Why are you so insistent on the dagger?
—The Heaven and Earth Alliance is buying treasures for large sums.
—What a shame. But even if I had it, I wouldn’t give it to you.
—I know.
Wang Songwi nodded sadly. He knew Baek Soobeom would never give him the dagger if he still had it.
Baek Soobeom pulled out some checks from his pocket and offered them to his old friend.
—This is for what I took forty years ago. Keep them.
Wang Songwi quickly accepted the checks. Each one was for a thousand silver coins, and there were five.
—Thank you.
Wang Songwi’s face brightened. He thought everything was lost, but it turned out to be an unexpected gain.
That night, Baek Soobeom and Wang Songwi reconciled after forty years and drank until they were completely drunk.
Zhengzhou.
Chiliha Village.
A small house at the foot of the eastern hill.
The night before the departure ceremony.
—Ha ha ha.
—He he.
Shim Tong, who had returned late and gone to bed, suddenly woke up. He heard laughter.
He remained still, but everything was silent.
He closed his eyes again, but he heard the laughter once more.
—What is this?
He got up and saw Yeon Jeokha laughing in his sleep.
He lay back down but couldn’t sleep again. Yeon Jeokha’s laughter kept him awake.
Although he no longer had nightmares, the laughter was just as annoying. Shim Tong, who had reached the pinnacle of skill, tossed and turned, trying to sleep.
Finally, the day of the ceremony dawned.
Yeon Jeokha got up early to bathe.
—Young Master, why are you bathing in this cold weather?
—Today, I’ll be meeting the members of the Justice Division. I want to make a good impression, even if I’m from Nokrim. I don’t want them to think that everyone in Nokrim is dirty and smelly.
Yeon Jeokha drew water from the well and poured it over his head.
—Are you doing this to impress Namgung Yeon?
—Of course not. I just want to start the year clean.
After quickly finishing his bath, Yeon Jeokha dried himself off and got dressed.
Despite the brief duration of his bath, Shim Tong was amazed.
—Don’t you bathe too often? It hasn’t been that long since the last time.
—That’s why people don’t like you. You should bathe more often.
Yeon Jeokha scolded Shim Tong, who quickly changed the subject.
—By the way, did you know you were laughing in your sleep last night? What were you dreaming about?
—I was laughing?
—Yes. You woke me up.
—Really? I dreamed something funny.
—Funny?
—I was riding a dragon with deer antlers and flying through the sky.
—He he. A childish dream. Maybe you’re still growing.
—Is that a growth dream?
—They say that dreaming of flying means you’re going to grow.
—Really? It’s a good omen!
Yeon Jeokha sat on the small porch. His body was still steaming from the bath in the cold.
—By the way, did the third daughter of the Uicheon Sect Leader come yesterday?
—Yes.
—How strange. Why would she come? I don’t think she came to talk about what happened in the Five Peaks Mountain. What did she want?
—She said she saw me from afar at the ceremony. That she was happy to see me and wanted to greet me.
—She didn’t say anything else?
—No, nothing special.
—That’s strange. The disciples of the Seven Great Sects are known for being arrogant. And she didn’t ask you for anything?
—No. She just came because of my charming personality.
—He he. Charming personality? What a joke.
—……
Yeon Jeokha stood up and took his sword. It was Yeon Mubaek’s sword that Namgung Cheon had brought. It felt better than the sword he had lost.
—How strange.
Yeon Mubaek had been the Leader of Waryong Manor. His sword felt better than the other one. Why did he switch it?
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