Chapter 61: Chapter 61

Chapter 61: The New Life of the Master

Baseulrak—the man folded the letter.

A report that came directly to him.

Autumn sunlight entering from behind carelessly illuminated one part of the letter.

[Great Murim Alliance Luoyang Branch Deputy Branch Leader Gong Pilsang]

Precisely the reporter's name.

Not a particularly impressive person.

Blood relative Hwangbo Gak occasionally brought him to main headquarters. Each time he bowed so his back would break, so actually didn't even remember his face well.

Such a person reported shocking information.

"Hwangbo Gak suffered fatal injury to his qi center."

Naturally, the person who read the report was—

Clan Head of Shandong Jinan's Hwangbo Clan, and

the current Murim Alliance's Alliance Leader.

He buried his large body deep in the chair reflecting on the report's contents.

Hwangbo Gak's face came to mind.

Though distant from the main family, a face possessing all Hwangbo Clan characteristics.

Like Hwangbo Gihyeok himself, head and features large and distinct with righteous light flowing.

Talent for martial arts was definitely Hwangbo Clan too.

The point that ambition was large so he paid attention to politics within the Alliance—opinions divided depending on person.

Yet Hwangbo Gihyeok precisely saw that point and selected him as Luoyang Branch Leader.

He'd had expectations for the role—yet the result became ?

"Alliance Leader. Chief Strategist has come."

Just then, Alliance Leader's office guard Alliance member informed.

Chief Strategist Soon Yeong entered inside.

Yingchuan Soon Clan's talent whose position within Alliance became solid forming alliance with Hwangbo Clan. Except for abhorring Zhuge or Sima clans, a flawless person.

Hwangbo Gihyeok silently pushed the report to him.

After reading the report, Soon Yeong raised his head with serious face.

Hwangbo Gihyeok was active in Demonic Cult invasion from twenty-odd years ago, afterward accumulated even more achievements ascending to Alliance Leader position.

Evaluations of him were divided.

Some said he expanded the Alliance more than any other time based on friendly relations with government.

Others said in that process, he filled Alliance's key positions with Hwangbo Clan or allied clan figures privately dominating.

Until now, concealed by his achievements, rebellion hadn't directly burst out.

"For Hwangbo Clan figure to collude with Demonic Cult then receive punishment from local martial artists—couldn't be better prey for those trying to bite me."

No better opportunity for rebellion to surface.

While demanding Alliance-level punishment for Hwangbo Gak, could simultaneously raise problems about Hwangbo Clan's monopoly.

Also, the report included content that could expand the crack further.

"It also presents the possibility Demonic Cult remains intact."

"That's so, but connecting with Luoyang Branch Leader matter, could shake the Alliance."

Hwangbo Gak's eyes fumbled somewhere in empty space then headed toward Soon Yeong again.

"Elder Hwang and Elder Gi who went to Luoyang?"

"Haven't returned yet. Reports also cut off."

At Soon Yeong's report, Hwangbo Gak briefly closed then opened eyes.

"Even so, no need to inform about Demonic Cult. I say again, merely possibility."

Soon Yeong admired Hwangbo Gihyeok's self-control anew.

The Alliance Leader was calmly speaking even before this tremendous incident.

Other Hwangbo Clan people had magnanimous and straightforward temperaments not hiding emotions. What gave Soon Yeong headaches in Alliance politics was precisely this aspect of Hwangbo Clan people.

Hwangbo Gihyeok was different.

No different from usual.

Even himself who'd been together long time would have had difficulty guessing Hwangbo Gihyeok's inner heart without the report.

"What seems the report's core?"

At Hwangbo Gihyeok's question, Soon Yeong immediately answered.

"Ink Sword Hero Jin Yeomyeong."

A name appearing from report's beginning to end.

Also the figure who led all incidents.

"Do you remember Jin Yeomyeong?"

"Of course. Didn't we deliberately send him to Luoyang?"

"Because conciliation seemed impossible."

Seems sending Jin Yeomyeong had only their reasons.

"First send an inspector. Tell him to go to Luoyang examining not only Hwangbo Gak and Jin Yeomyeong but local martial world overall. Must take follow-up measures according to those results."

This matter wasn't something settling by investigating only a few related people.

All of Luoyang's martial world might lose trust in the Alliance.

Hwangbo Gihyeok accepted Soon Yeong's advice.

"Did you see the appendix?"

Hwangbo Gihyeok passed the entire report bound with string through holes.

To see the very last page.

Jin Yeomyeong's leave application.

The Alliance's Chief Strategist, and his answer continued, famous for extensive knowledge.

Simply in Alliance history, such a reason never existed.

To write such a thing—what mind does this Ink Sword Hero fellow have?

"Taebok, shall we try this on once?"

I lifted Cotton Armor Master, the all-purpose diaper.

Ppakkeum ppakkeum—Taebok not even knowing the diaper was removed, only moved his mouth.

Badung badung—freed from swaddling, earnestly played with two legs.

"Does this really decompose all waste?"

Jayeong looked at Cotton Armor Master with suspicious eyes.

"In my life, I've never heard of such a diaper."

Elder Jeong also had the exact same face.

Both people were disbelief itself.

"Please believe me. I suffered obtaining this from a senior deceased's stone tomb?"

After obtaining Wind Essence, I moved quickly.

First explored remaining areas of stone tomb.

Though doubted anything exceeded Wind Essence, still searched thoroughly.

Nothing for my use, but gold, silver, and martial arts books came out more than enough to compensate Kwak Daebang and Yang Cheonjo.

Since they suffered unexpectedly, gave everything.

On the return road, stopped by Dang Yang saying only obtained sword manual.

Since Dang Yang himself was cautious, no worry about words leaking.

Also separately obtained box putting Wind Essence inside. Kept that box preciously in training room.

Only after finishing all these processes—brought Cotton Armor speaking to Jayeong and Elder Jeong.

That obtained an all-purpose diaper decomposing waste from stone tomb.

"Why would a martial master leave a diaper in a stone tomb?"

"No, originally wasn't a diaper."

Cotton Armor Master wrapped around Wind God Sword's left arm traveling the world together.

"To anyone's eyes, looks like a diaper though?"

Since one white cloth, might look that way.

After struggling to persuade making it an all-purpose diaper, if insulted —

As expected, Cotton Armor Master in hand trembled—bareurereu.

"Cotton Armor Master, don't be angry. Words of people who don't know about you. I'll prove your abilities."

"You, did you just speak to a diaper?"

Since Kwak Daebang or Yang Cheonjo saw the process of obtaining Cotton Armor beside, they passed over fine. To Jayeong, me bringing some cloth piece showing respect must look strange.

"Master, let's prove abilities!"

Lifted water bottle pouring water on Cotton Armor.

"Then the cloth gets wet!"

"Baby's father, what are you doing?"

Jayeong and Elder Jeong shouted in surprise.

Whatever Cotton Armor's inner heart, decomposing moisture according to abilities—

"It's just wet. Waste decomposition—nonsense."

Wuuung—Mukheun cried.

Before raising Eight Trigram Unity Technique's achievement, transmitted spottily.

Mukheun did its best informing this phenomenon's cause.

"No. Cotton Armor Master, pretending dead? Didn't you definitely say you'd submit?"

First time hearing equipment pretending dead.

To do such things just because using as diaper.

Can't communicate like inside stone tomb.

Mukheun's intention barely transmitted—conversing with Cotton Armor mediating through Mukheun is difficult work.

Need different form of communication? Strike down with Mukheun again?

"Stop now. Taebok will be cold."

"U, uung... Understood..."

The world doesn't maintain temperature like mother's womb always.

Newborns can feel cold just from opening diaper.

So in the middle of changing diapers, suddenly pees—

Chwaaaak—the powerless newborn pees this vigorously.

That pee flies toward me.

Lifted Cotton Armor Master blocking the pee.

In an instant, good thought came to mind.

As soon as blocking face, also cleanly wiped pee splattered on Taebok's lower body with Cotton Armor Master.

Cotton Armor Master got soaked wet with pee.

"Honey, what if you wrap Taebok with wet cloth?"

"Baby's father, must use dry diaper!"

However, my thought hit the mark.

"This time for sure, ta-da! Look! This diaper! This miracle!"

Cotton Armor Master soaked in baby pee rapidly dried itself.

Never directly received pee before, right? Surprised, right? Couldn't endure, right? Even forgot pretending dead wanting to become clean yourself, right?

"Your life going forward. Huhu."

Grateful, and grateful again.

Admiration burst from Jayeong and Elder Jeong's mouths.

Both people touched Cotton Armor making a fuss.

"No yellow marks either! Exactly like before pouring water?"

"That's what I'm saying. Will you believe my words now?"

Opportunity for proof came without stopping.

As soon as wrapping Taebok's lower body with Cotton Armor Master—

"Eumkeum, seems he also pooped?"

Newborn poop doesn't have harsh smell but sweet fragrance.

According to Divine Physician's words heard before, because the world's energy hasn't entered inside intestines yet. We're all born holding fragrant energy.

Smell also not severe,

face reddening when exerting—also something after growing slightly,

now is time needing to check diaper frequently.

However—Eight Sensations' power making even senses keen also detects Taebok's poop.

Eight Trigram Unity Technique is the best.

"Now look. Here's poop."

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No more need to detect like that.

Seuwik—closed Cotton Armor Master, the all-purpose diaper.

"And probably if this much time passes?"

"Really disappeared!"

The all-purpose diaper fulfilled its role.

All processes of frequently changing diapers, initial washing, boiling wash, drying in sunlight and wind, folding well and storing—disappeared.

I indicated Cotton Armor Master with palm.

"Now then, shouldn't we call this 'Master' at this level?"

I say again, grateful and grateful again.

That Cotton Armor Master's trembling appearance—bureurereu—feels extremely angry is probably my mistake.

At caregivers' joy-filled voices, trivial mistakes disappeared.

Ppakkeum—now Taebok wore the all-purpose diaper.

And the Divine Physician arrived.