Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 60: Henan (3)

The self-proclaimed righteous heroes headed towards where the dangerous adults were, according to the pickpocket child’s testimony.

Even though this was Henan where Shaolin Temple was located, Shaolin couldn’t involve itself in all worldly matters.

Where there’s a city, there’s naturally a fitting underworld, and the place the group had stepped into was such an underworld.

Of course, even so, this place was close to Shaolin Temple.

They probably wouldn’t do anything too extreme, Seojun thought as he looked around the alley.

“Wow, even the back alleys here are pretty nice. Seems livable, right Miss Geum?”

“With a place like this, we could be living in luxury.”

“Right? Big sis, as back alley natives ourselves, we can say this is a very high-quality back alley indeed.”

“Uh... Is that so?”

Alas, Namgung Suah’s cultivation was still too lacking to join Geum Chunbong and Lee Seojun in their unrivaled under the heavens nonsense competition.

Seojun nodded casually and strode confidently deeper into the alley.

“Hm.”

He could feel gazes from all around.

Most of them were directed at Namgung Suah.

Well, when would they ever have seen such Mount Tai peaks in person?

A force of nature that could instantly open the eyes of even the blindest of people. That was Namgung Suah’s chest.

“Hey!”

When Seojun barked, the startled gazes quickly fell away.

“My, thank you Young Expert.”

“It was nothing.”

Watching them, Chunbong unconsciously felt her own chest.

Pat pat—

Her eyebrows twitched upwards.

“Let’s stop doing weird things and hurry up.”

“Okay.”

Seojun picked up the seemingly displeased Geum Chunbong and headed deeper inside.

Having lived a short but intense back alley life, Seojun had a general sense.

There should be something around here.

Following his intuition, they moved forward, and sure enough, there was something.

“This is...”

Namgung Suah frowned at the bloodied alley.

She quickly approached a corpse she found and let out a groan upon seeing the caved-in chest.

“It’s the work of a palm-fist master. The aura is clean but tyrannical, and judging by the high-level martial principle I sense...”

“Judging by?”

“I’m not sure.”

Seojun scratched his head.

“What do you mean?”

“It seems like... Shaolin, but Shaolin’s martial arts are strong yet not tyrannical.”

“Then, it must be Shaolin, right?”

This time, Namgung Suah tilted her head.

Seojun took this opportunity to impart a life truth to her.

“Usually, your first guess is correct. If you change your mind, you’re more likely to be wrong.”

At least that’s how it was during exams.

“I see.”

“Well anyways, let’s follow the trail.”

Seojun half-opened his eyes and expanded his qi detection.

His eerily sensitive qi senses picked up traces of disturbed qi.

“Found it. It’s that way.”

“Pardon?”

“The qi is disturbed.”

“Huh...?”

Pat pat, Chunbong patted Namgung Suah’s back.

“He’s always like this. He’s usually right, so just follow him.”

“I see...”

It will take some time to fully adjust to these two.

Namgung Suah thought to herself.

*Seojun walked along the sparsely laid red carpet.

The surrounding decorations included heads, torsos, organs, and so on.

“Chunbong, let’s have something light for dinner today. My stomach doesn’t feel too good.”

“You? From just this?”

I, Lee Seojun, am quite the sensitive soul.

Seojun chuckled and detected a heavy, solemn aura at the edge of his qi detection.

“Culprit found...!”

He picked up Chunbong and was about to dash—when he suddenly stopped.

“Uh... what’s up?”

“What about me?”

“I shouldn’t carelessly hold other women...”

Namgung Suah was waiting with her arms stretched out.

“Tsk...”

After some hesitation, Seojun supported her butt with his free arm and lifted her.

“Kyaa.”

“...”

His left cheek stung. It felt like Chunbong’s gaze would pierce a hole through him at any moment.

“Enjoying it are we?”

“Not at all...”

It was soft and squishy, but if he were to put it into words...

“Um... it’s heavy.”

“...How mean.”

“Oops.”

Ignoring the warmth and sensation from his right side, Seojun used the Yellow Dragon Crossing the Rosy Clouds technique to launch himself.

Swoosh!

As he ran quickly, he saw something shining in the distance.

Seojun released plum blossoms, made a short hop in the air, then threw Chunbong and Namgung Suah to land in a triangular formation.

Tap—

The surrounding shining thing cautiously regarded them.

“Argh...!”

Seojun covered his eyes.

“It’s too bright...! It’s sorcery...!”

“...Please stop with your bullshit, big brother. It’s just a bald head.”

“What.”

When Seojun uncovered his eyes, he saw the true form of the shining thing.

A smooth head, a burly physique.

It was just a bald, muscular middle-aged man.

He was wearing monk’s robes, but Seojun didn’t have the knowledge to distinguish whether they were Shaolin Temple robes or not.

“What business do you have, Benefactors, chasing this humble monk so urgently?”

Namgung Suah, who had been closely observing the bald man, stepped forward.

“We followed the trail after seeing a gruesome corpse... but we didn’t realize it was the work of a Shaolin disciple.”

“Amitabha. While Buddha bestows his infinite compassion upon all living beings, I am but a humble monk who cannot simply turn a blind eye to demons.”

The bald man bowed slightly with his palms together.

It seemed the back alley guys had crossed some line.

Based on his intuition that this bald man wasn’t a bad bald man, Seojun made a small request.

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“Excuse me, monk?”

“What is it?”

“Our little sister said there was something she really wanted to try...”

“What is it? If it’s within this humble monk’s power, I will help.”

Seojun nodded reassuringly to a somewhat flustered Namgung Suah.

He was only at the Peak Realm from the looks of it, so even if his intuition was wrong, he could easily subdue him.

“Come on, Chunbong. You said you wanted to hit a bald head before, right? Pat pat.”

“Oh.”

He lifted Chunbong up to eye level with the monk.

“Would it be alright if our little sister touched your head?”

“Of course.”

Surprisingly, the kind monk willingly offered his head.

“Wow.”

Pat pat, Chunbong’s eyes lit up as she tapped the monk’s head.

“Hey hey, this is awesome. You try it too.”

“Now now, Chunbong. Big brother doesn’t do such rude things.”

“...What the hell? Then what about me?”

“You’re young, so it’s okay.”

“...You’re asking for it.”

“Aaagh...!”

The monk smiled faintly as he watched Seojun getting hit.

“You two are close siblings. I am Hyeun. May I know your names?”

“Of course. This is Chunbong. Smolest Chunbong Under The Heavens. Remember it well.”

“Smolest Chunbong...? What?”

Hyeun was confused. It probably didn’t have an ominous meaning like Greatest Spirit Under The Heavens, but he couldn’t think of anything at the moment.1

“Oh, you don’t know? It means she’s the cutest in the world. It’ll be good to keep that in mind.”

“I see. This monk has been enlightened once again today.”

“Right? Your eyes must have opened to... Ow! What are you doing?!”

“Please...! Aren’t... Aren’t you embarrassed!?”

“What’s there to be embarrassed about...! I’m proud!”

Seojun rubbed his pinched cheek and puffed out his chest.

Chunbong looked at Seojun with disdain, but secretly marveled at the chewy texture of his cheeks.

This bastard, no wonder he’s always fiddling with my cheeks.

I should make use of this.

When Seojun went on to introduce himself, Namgung Suah looked at him expectantly.

It seemed she wanted him to introduce her too, but this was quite awkward.

Biggest Breasts Under The Heavens...? That sounds too crazy.

In the end, Seojun made a safe introduction.

“This is Big Sister Namgung Suah. You know Namgung, right?”

“Of course. One cannot claim to be in murim without knowing the hegemon of Anhui. I know about this Young Expert.”

“What? You know about me?”

“It’s a famous name these days, the Mad Hungry Wolf who won Mount Hua’s martial arts tournament.”

“Aha...”

That name’s already spread to Henan?

How unfortunate.

It was ridiculous that rumors had already spread when it had only been a few days since the tournament ended.

They hadn’t departed immediately after it ended, but still, this was too much.

Seojun clicked his tongue and put Chunbong down.

“Well anyways, since we’ve met by fate, do you know where the Hao Sect is?”

“I will guide you there.”

“Oh.”

They got themselves a bald navigator.

*After guiding the group to the Hao Sect, Hyeun bowed slightly with his palms together.

“I hope we meet again.”

“Let’s see each other when we visit Shaolin later.”

“Come to think of it, the Dragon Phoenix Tournament is coming up soon. Since it’s being held at Shaolin Temple this year, perhaps we’ll meet then.”

Dragon Phoenix Tournament? Isn’t that a fight for snot-nosed kids?

The mighty Transcendent Realm Lee Seojun doesn’t mingle with Peak Realm small fries.

Seojun smirked and waved his hand.

“Sure.”

“Before I depart, allow me to give you one piece of advice.”

“What advice?”

“Be cautious. It seems a demonic adept has entered Henan.”

A demonic practitioner came to Henan?

As Seojun blinked, Hyeun nodded.

“It’s not certain if they are from the Demonic Cult, but traces of demonic arts have been found. Shaolin is pursuing them, but be cautious for a while just in case.”

With those words, Hyeun left gracefully.

A demonic practitioner... That’s a bit interesting.

Having been called the Cult Leader of All Demons’ Successor, maybe learning some demonic arts wouldn’t be a bad idea?

Well, that was only if they encountered them. Right now, he was curious about something else.

Watching the back of Hyeun’s shining head, Seojun asked Namgung Suah.

“By the way, big sis, are Shaolin people allowed to kill? Isn’t that not allowed?”

“It’s not allowed except in a few cases.”

“I see.”

As expected.

Then were those corpses a secret between Hyeun and us?

Seojun just nodded and moved on, knowing personally that most back alley friends deserved a beating anyway.

And finally, they arrived at the Hao Sect.

Looking up at the huge courtesan house, Seojun scratched his chin.

It won’t be easy to meet the branch leader.

Of course, meeting a subordinate wouldn’t be a big problem, but somehow he felt that a branch leader was needed to know information related to spirit pills.

And Seojun, having lived in modern society, knew the best way to meet higher-ups in such situations.

Standing in front of the main entrance with confident steps, Seojun took a deep breath.

“Boss, come out...!”

His voice imbued with inner qi resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Chunbong patted Namgung Suah’s back as she blinked in surprise.

“Get used to it. He’s always like this.”

“How cool...”

“What?”

This person is a bit strange too.

Chunbong quickly moved away from Namgung Suah.

1. Ghost/Spirit and Cute are both 귀 (Gwi).