Jang Munin had, in fact, met the boy that Yoo Woon brought last night.
He also thought that the boy was too excellent a martial artist to be given menial tasks. His sitting posture was straight, his back was upright, and his shoulders were broad, making a great impression. And from just a brief conversation, he could tell that the boy was intelligent and quick to understand.
He was an asset not to be missed as a swordsman who wielded the sword but also as a member of the Taoist community.
‘If she doesn’t get accepted at the volcano and goes to the south in frustration…….’
It was clear that his heart would ache terribly.
So the thought of continually accepting her as a disciple had been circling in his mind.
If he lets her stay at the volcano according to Yoo Woon’s words and then accepts her as a thirdgeneration disciple, it would probably be the cleanest and most problemfree way. But he couldn’t do that.
“She’ll be a junior once her birthday passes this year.”
Because… she was too old.
“By the time you accept a thirdgeneration disciple, she’ll be seventeen, and that’s too late to learn martial arts. Isn’t it already a bit late?”
Everyone accumulates impurities in their body as they grow from birth. Though you can purify the body to some extent through Taoist mental training, there was a limit to that as well. It was best to start young to build a pure inner strength.
“I see.”
A faintly embarrassed light passed over Yoo Woon’s face. And Jang Munin belatedly recalled what the first sword of the volcano, his disciple, was like before accepting a disciple.
“……Anyway, I’ve heard your opinion. I’ll think about the girl’s disposition a little more.”
He had been momentarily mistaken, sincerely caring for his disciple for the past year, but Yoo Woon was originally a person who lived with the sword in hand. He was not the most suitable partner to think about this together.
He decided to let Yoo Woon go.
“You can go now.”
“I understand.”
Without showing a hint of regret, Yoo Woon neatly bowed and withdrew.
When the door closed, and the footsteps were entirely distant and inaudible, Jang Munin unknowingly sighed.
(This is a time separator.)
When Yoo Woon returned to the training ground where his disciple was, as he had said before leaving, she was unfolding the basics of the Six Harmony Sword by herself.
He seemed to be concentrating, so Yoo Woon deliberately stopped a few steps away and watched.
She was not yet at the level where she could quickly detect an approaching presence. It will happen someday, but there was no need to rush it now if she couldn’t do it.
At that age, the process of delving deeply into each basic technique and making it her own was more critical. The sword was originally built up gradually so that it wouldn’t collapse.
After watching for a while, Yoo Woon fully approached his disciple’s side when she finally turned her head and acknowledged his presence.
“Master, when did you get here?”
“I just got here. You seemed to be concentrating, so I was watching for a moment.”
Looking down at his wideeyed disciple, Yoo Woon smiled for a moment and talked about a few things to fix in the Six Harmony Sword basics he had just watched.
Ha Hyun always listened diligently and corrected quickly after being taught once. Even if she wasn’t outstanding, Yoo Woon would have undoubtedly considered Ha Hyun as his constant disciple, but for now, it was clear that Ha Hyun was an unexpectedly easy disciple to teach and care for.
After observing the disciple’s attitude, who quickly accepted the corrections and resumed practicing the sixway sword, Yuwoon gave Ha Hyun an hour’s rest, just as he did before leaving for the long martial arts tournament.
Then Ha Hyun put down his wooden sword for a moment and approached Yuwoon as if he had something to say.
“Master.”
“Why is that?”
Ha Hyun seemed to be curious about something. But for some reason, he hesitated a bit, and Yuwoon did not rush him, waiting for his disciple to speak.
He’s a child who will speak straightforwardly even if it takes some time. Sure enough, Ha Hyun slowly opened his mouth.
“That person you brought yesterday, Master…….”
“Hm?”
“Will he become my fellow disciple?”
However, the content of his words was a little unexpected for Yuwoon.
First of all, Yuwoon had no recollection of telling Ha Hyun that ‘he had brought someone.’ Perhaps he was inwardly worried that the young heart might be jealous or feel anxious about the opponent.
It would not be right for a disciple of the martial arts sect to have such feelings, but Ha Hyun had not even been initiated for a year yet.
Although momentarily bewildered, Yuwoon soon realized that it would not have been difficult for Ha Hyun to hear the news. Moreover, if the elder martial artist had asked if he intended to take the boy as a disciple, the rumor must have spread almost identically.
It was only about half an hour ago that he had told the elder martial artist in front of him that he had no intention of taking the boy as a disciple, but now that it had turned out like this, Yuwoon just smiled and asked back.
“I haven’t decided how it will be yet. Why, would you like that?”
“As for accepting or refusing, it’s up to the elder martial artist and Master, so I’ll just accept it if it’s decided.”
At the words that it was not yet known how things would turn out, his eyes widened like a child’s, but the answer to the subsequent question was no more adultlike than this.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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