Rebirth of the Thunder God

Purple Mist Divine Art!

The number one secret art of the Mount Hua Sect.

A peerless divine art that was only taught to the head disciple among the direct disciples.

It was a heart method characterized by turning purple when it was performed.

In a way, it also slightly resembled the Sosu Mahu's Demonic Art, which shone with a purple light.

‘Is that why I was mistaken? To think that this guy had the Purple Mist Divine Art. I couldn't even imagine it.’

Could it be that one of the great causes this guy was talking about was to steal the Purple Mist Divine Art?

If the descendants of the Demonic Cult only stole the secret arts of places like the Nine Great Sects, they could both get their revenge and even reduce their military power.

A fight that dealt a real blow, not just a simple fight of military power in the past.

If there had been a leak of such a manual in other Nine Great Sects, it might have been a big blow.

To the point where calling it a great cause didn't sound so grand.

Namgung Hui, just in case, searched Dugu In's pockets further.

He had smashed his identification tag as soon as he saw it.

He had stealthily taken the money pouch, and he had also found a wooden box deep in his pocket.

The moment Namgung Hui touched it, he realized that it was not an ordinary thing.

‘The energy flowing out is not ordinary!’

Could it be a Demonic Emotion Pill? Namgung Hui soon shook his head.

Because he didn't feel a speck of demonic ki.

On the contrary, a clear fragrance was flowing out, so it seemed to be of Taoist origin.

It also seemed to have a slight scent of plum blossoms.

Namgung Hui first took out the wooden box.

Looking at the outside, there was a faint inscription.

To even carve letters on a wooden box.

Namgung Hui, unable to contain his curiosity, focused his vision and read it.

[Purple Mist]

‘If it's Purple Mist, then it's the Purple Mist Pill!?’

Dugu In had really pulled out the roots of the Mount Hua Sect.

The three divine treasures of the Mount Hua Sect.

The Purple Mist Pill, the Purple Mist Divine Art, and the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Art.

Two of them had come out of Dugu In's pocket.

Namgung Hui couldn't help but be astonished.

‘So this is why this guy came down from the mountain at the right time.’

By now, the Mount Hua Sect would be searching everywhere to catch the culprit.

They would soon realize Dugu In's absence and would surely visit the Namgung family.

Namgung Hui was caught in a dilemma.

The Purple Mist Divine Art was one thing, but the Purple Mist Pill in front of him was too alluring.

Since Thunder Ki was not a property that could be easily accumulated, wasn't his internal energy still a little lacking?

‘Let's just return the Purple Mist Divine Art. I'll eat the Purple Mist Pill.’

He was about to lose two, so where was the harm in returning one?

In fact, if it weren't for his connection with the Plum Blossom Sword God in his past life, he would have eaten the Purple Mist Divine Art as well.

Should he have saved something so precious? He should have fed it to the head disciple long ago.

Namgung Hui quickly put the wooden box in his pocket and looked around.

Fortunately, it seemed that Baek Seolhwa was the only witness.

Namgung Hui, with a hardened expression, approached Baek Seolhwa.

"Why did you just stand there when I asked you to help?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? What don't you know?"

"I don't know my own mind. It seems the situation is over now, so will you leave me alone?"

"Uh, uh, yes."

Namgung Hui, without even realizing it, was pushed back by Baek Seolhwa's momentum.

He hadn't been intimidated by Dugu Cheon, but for some reason, it was hard to say anything to Baek Seolhwa's frosty tone.

‘Did an inner demon appear while fighting? Well, I'll have to visit her later. I'll have to ask the Divine Physician Sect leader to brew a medicinal soup.’

Since the Divine Physician Sect was staying at the right time, it seemed that cleaning up the family estate would also be easy.

Although their noses were high, they were not of a shameless character who would ignore a patient.

Namgung Hui, thinking that the matter was roughly settled, released the thread of tension.

And at that moment, he lost consciousness and fainted.

* * *

"Ugh……. My whole body aches."

If Namgung Hui was fine after squeezing out his internal energy and overworking his whole body with the Pure Thunder Essence, it would be rather strange.

That's why he had lost consciousness the moment the tension was released.

Of course, if it had been someone else, they would have fainted long ago.

He was able to endure it until now because he was the Thunder God with an extremely high mental strength.

"Oh. Are you awake?"

The Divine Physician Sect leader came into the room with a medicinal soup.

Come to think of it, the place where Namgung Hui had woken up now was not his residence, but the infirmary.

His clothes had also been changed to new ones, which meant that someone had touched his body.

‘My Purple Mist Pill!’

Namgung Hui quickly asked the Divine Physician Sect leader.

"Where are the things that were in my pocket?"

"Ah. If you mean the money pouch, it's over there. There's quite a lot of money……."

"No! I mean things like a wooden box or a manual."

The Divine Physician Sect leader tilted his head as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Besides that, all there was was an identification tag. Do you think I would lie?"

Namgung Hui looked him straight in the eye.

He even gauged his breathing to determine whether he was lying.

‘It doesn't seem like a lie. Then where is the Purple Mist Pill?’

When he had lost consciousness, Baek Seolhwa had been right next to him.

Could it be that she had taken it?

As soon as he had that doubt, Chichi suddenly spoke from his pocket.

"Squeak. Squeak! (Don't worry. I moved it to your residence.)"

"Really?"

"Squeak. Squeak (Yes. Instead, a bottle of Thunder River Liquor is okay, right?)"

As expected. Since Chichi recognized precious things, it seemed he had moved the Purple Mist Pill and the Purple Mist Divine Art in the meantime.

"Yes. I'll allow up to two bottles. Then bring a bottle of Thunder River Liquor when you come. I have to give it to the Divine Physician Sect leader here."

"Squeak! (Alright!)"

As Chichi threw his body out the window, the Divine Physician Sect leader said with a look of wonder.

"That squirrel, is it a spiritual beast? You speak as if you can communicate with it."

"Ah. It's a spiritual beast, and it's true that we can communicate. Perhaps because we have a connection, it seems only I can understand it."

Baek Seolhwa also seemed to understand to some extent, but it seemed impossible for her to communicate like Namgung Hui.

Instead, she could communicate with the Snow Mountain Roc, so it was a fair trade.

"But I heard you say Thunder River Liquor earlier, did I hear correctly?"

"Yes. I asked him to bring one to give to you, Sect Leader."

"Ahem! How can you give me something so precious? By the way, where did you get that? I know it hasn't been seen in the world for nearly sixty years."

"Didn't I get struck by lightning not long ago? Perhaps because of that, the location of the Thunder River Liquor suddenly came to my mind. This must all be a fortuitous encounter."

The Divine Physician Sect leader looked at him with a suspicious gaze, as if he couldn't believe it.

But since Namgung Hui said so, there was nothing he could say.

And since he was giving it to him, what was the point of finding fault?

"I understand for now. But Fourth Young Master, I found something strange when I examined your body while you were unconscious."

Come to think of it, he suddenly recalled that the Divine Physician Sect leader had wanted to examine his body in detail.

It seemed he had drawn blood, pricked him with a needle, and observed various things while Namgung Hui was unconscious.

"If you mean a strange point, what are you talking about?"

"Literally, a point. Isn't the Young Master's age twenty this year?"

"That's right."

If you included his past life, his essence was over a cycle of sixty years.

"But for some reason, there was something on your body that shouldn't be there. It's a term I made up, so it might be unfamiliar, but it's called the Virgin Armor Point, a point that appears when you maintain your virginity for a cycle of sixty years. On the one hand, it's said to be a medal for high-ranking monks. The Young Master's age is twenty, so that's impossible, right? That's why I said it was a strange thing."

Namgung Hui's body trembled slightly with a sense of shame, but on the other hand, he let out a sigh of relief.

Because it meant that there was nothing else wrong with his body.

"Then, besides that, is my body normal?"

"It's a little strange that your body is so perfect. As I said before, I wonder if you're a Heavenly Martial Body, but well, as the Second Young Master said, if you were a Heavenly Martial Body, you wouldn't have been so sickly."

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring up the Second Young Master anymore."

"I will."

"Then have you gotten all the information you wanted?"

The Divine Physician Sect leader smiled faintly and nodded.

"It was a satisfying examination because there were parts that matched my hypothesis. As expected, they say that if you survive being struck by lightning, your upper dantian opens, and it was definitely open. They also say that you can use supernatural powers because of that, did you have any special abilities, Young Master?"

"Not particularly."

One of the skills possible when the upper dantian was open was sword-controlling.

It was a similar context to the supernatural powers that the Divine Physician Sect leader had mentioned, and the function of the upper dantian gave one the power to control objects.

Some sometimes referred to this as psychokinesis.

And some called the skill that used this as telekinesis.

Anyway. In the case above, since one was awakening the upper dantian on their own, it didn't look like they were using supernatural powers thanks to the harmony of essence, ki, and spirit.

They just thought it was possible because their martial arts realm had become higher.

The Divine Physician Sect leader probably didn't say that because he didn't know.

He was saying that if Namgung Hui's upper dantian had been opened by lightning, not by himself, he might be able to use supernatural powers due to the disharmony of essence, ki, and spirit.

In fact, if one was born with their upper dantian open, they sometimes had special skills.

Clairvoyance that could see through objects.

Future vision that could see the future.

Mind-reading that could see into the mind.

Besides this, there were also various skills such as psychometry that could read the memories of objects.

All of this was possible because the upper dantian was open.

But since their upper dantian was open from a young age, their essence, ki, and spirit were extremely unstable.

First, since their internal energy was insufficient, they used their innate ki to use their skills.

To be precise, it meant that their lifespan was not long due to that disharmony.

A talented person has a short life.

So one of the sayings that came about was that geniuses die young.

But Namgung Hui, thanks to the memories and experiences of his past life, had no disharmony of essence, ki, and spirit.

In the first place, he had trained diligently, eaten the Thunder Core, and completed the bone transformation to prevent that.

‘Come to think of it, I wonder if Seolhwa is okay.’

"Squeak! (I'm back!)"

Chichi had returned, holding a bottle of Thunder River Liquor.

But since his mouth was wet, it seemed he had already taken a sip.

"Hoho. Is this the Thunder River Liquor? Oh. The scent is extraordinary. It's tingling, as if it really contains lightning. I'll drink it well."

"I'll also drink the medicinal soup well. Then is our business over now?"

"My business with you is over. If you have anything to say, feel free to visit me anytime. I'll be here for another seven days and nights."

"Yes."

The Divine Physician Sect leader took the Thunder River Liquor and disappeared.

He would probably be busy taking care of patients for a while, so he wouldn't have time to savor the Thunder River Liquor.

Namgung Hui calmly sat in a cross-legged position and examined his body first.

‘Hmm……. This much should be fine to move. As expected, the body that has completed the bone transformation is sturdy.’

If his body had been overloaded to this extent, it would have been normal for something to be wrong, but since he had already completed the bone transformation, he didn't get sick.

Of course, if this kind of overwork was repeated, he would get sick at some point, but he had to train diligently to prevent that from happening in the future.

"Chichi. Let's go back to our residence."

"Squeak. (Alright.)"

When Namgung Hui returned to his residence, as Chichi had said, the wooden box and the manual were hidden under the bed.

As befitting a squirrel's nature, he had hidden the objects well so that they couldn't be seen.

Namgung Hui patted the praiseworthy Chichi's head and asked.

"Did anyone come to visit after I collapsed?"

"Squeak. Squeak. (Feifei's owner did come once.)"

As expected, a friend would come to visit when one was sick.

This time, it was Namgung Hui's turn to visit her and ask questions.

Why she hadn't helped the Namgung family.

And whether what Dugu In had performed was really the Purple Mist Divine Art.

He had to reconfirm whether it was the Sosu Mahu's Demonic Art or not.

‘Then. Since they say you should strike while the iron is hot, shall I go right away?’

Namgung Hui immediately headed for the lodging where Baek Seolhwa was staying.

Fortunately, the Changyeon Pavilion and Namgung Hui's residence were in a secluded place, so they were not engulfed in flames.

When Namgung Hui reached Baek Seolhwa's residence, Seomun Hye was knocking on Baek Seolhwa's door with a tray of refreshments.

Namgung Hui, even though his visit was upright, suppressed his presence to the maximum and approached secretly.

He didn't know why he was doing that, but his unique intuition told him that he should.

‘Let's listen to what they're talking about first.’

Stealthily. Creeping.

Namgung Hui hid his presence even more than when he had attacked Baek Seolhwa before.

He even tried to imitate the footwork that Black Shadow had shown before.

Although he hadn't learned the Ghost Ki Art, it contained the profundity of the Black Killing Troop, so no sound of footsteps came out.

When Namgung Hui arrived at the window, he could clearly hear the voices from inside.

"Why did you come again? And aren't you going home, Miss Seomun? It's only dangerous to be here."

Baek Seolhwa's voice was slightly on edge.

It seemed something bad had happened recently.

"Um……. That's……. I have one last thing to say to you, Young Palace Mistress."

"What is it? I don't like to beat around the bush, so please tell me right away."

The words that came out of Seomun Hye's mouth next contained something so great that even Namgung Hui was shocked.

"Young Palace Mistress. Please go out with me!"

(End of Chapter)