Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 81: Mortal Enemy (2)

This brat Chunbong. She seemed a bit off yesterday, but today she’s in high spirits.

“Run!”

Usually she’d be embarrassed about piggyback rides, but today for some reason she became an expert rider, skillfully commanding her horse named Lee Seojun.

“Neigh!”

Whatever the reason, it was a good thing. Whenever Chunbong smiled he felt good on the inside so naturally his horse acting skills became more convincing, and before long Seojun had become a fine steed.

A flying horse, even.

Seojun galloped freely through the streets of Hefei, feeling countless gazes from below.

Occasionally, Namgung Clan martial artists would spot them and approach to caution them.

“Using light body arts in the city is...! Oh, Young Master?”

“Oh, hello there.”

“I see you’re playing with your sister! I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”

“Thanks!”

This is the taste of power.

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Seojun grinned as he arrived at their destination and bent his knees.

“We’re here~”

“So what?”

“Not gonna get off...?”

“Why should I?”

Now she was just clinging on with her arms and legs wrapped around his head, refusing to let go.

“You think you’ll get away with this!?”

“Duh.”

“How come!?”

“’Cause I’m cute.”

“Correct answer, Geum Chunbong!”

Left with no choice, he entered the large tent with Chunbong still riding piggyback.

For reference, they had already devoured three tanghulu.

“Come one, come all! Take your seats! This isn’t an opportunity that comes every day!”

Amid the bustling crowd and the announcer’s booming voice, Seojun bought tickets and entered, finding their seats.

Most were standing room only, but there’s little money can’t do.

As they sat in one of the few actual seats, Chunbong finally climbed down from his shoulders.

Oh, that reminds me...

He still hadn’t visited the commander-in-chief.

He had gathered quite a few inner cores while dealing with the demonic creature flood, so he no longer needed spirit pills. He could just take it all in cash instead...

“I wonder if they’ll pay a lot?”

“Of course they will. How much do you think a Transcendent Realm expert is worth?”

“Really? Won’t that be a loss for them?”

Wouldn’t it be more profitable to keep them as clan members if a Transcendent Realm martial artist was worth that much? But Chunbong firmly shook her head.

“The Namgung Clan is loaded. Throwing money at us would actually be doing them a favor.”

“Wow...”

From her brief explanation, just the Yangtze River flowing through Anhui alone brought in enormous profits.

And apparently, the region south of Yangtze is extremely fertile, so they make a boatload of money there too?

“Enough! I refuse to learn any more!”

“This is common sense, you moron!”

“Me foreigner. Common sense? No understand.”

“Ugh, whatever.”

As he spouted bullshit, suddenly all the lights inside went out. Then,

Bam!

Dazzling lights illuminated the inside along with music.

“Woah...!”

“It’s starting!”

The place Namgung Suah recommended. This was a circus.

Lions jumped through flaming hoops, and baby elephants balanced on large balls.

One person juggled nine swords, then suddenly threw them all,

Thunk thunk thunk!

All nine swords embedded themselves into an apple on a woman’s head.

“Woah...!”

“Impressive!”

To be honest, Seojun wasn’t that impressed. The animal acts were somewhat entertaining, but the human acrobatics didn’t seem that difficult to him.

Couldn’t a Transcendent Realm martial artist do at least this much?

So he watched the circus rather indifferently, then glanced at Chunbong.

“Wow...!”

She was clapping with her small hands, beaming brightly.

It suddenly became extremely interesting.

“They’re so good!”

Seojun shouted enthusiastically and began to focus on watching Chunbong instead.

And so time passed, feeling both fleeting and endless.

When the circus ended, Chunbong immediately climbed back onto Seojun’s shoulders and exhaled contentedly.

“That was fun!”

“Yeah, I enjoyed it too.”

“Right?”

“You were even drooling a bit.”

“What...!”

Chunbong startled and quickly wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

Seojun laughed and headed to their next destination.

What comes after movies in the standard date course?

Honestly, he wasn’t sure. Maybe it was a cafe, but since neither he nor Chunbong were particularly fond of tea, they went straight to eat.

Dinner was, of course, a full course of meat.

As they laid out greasy dishes on the top floor of the inn, it felt to them that this was what success was.

He wiped Chunbong’s mouth as she ate messily, getting grease everywhere, and sneakily fondled her chubby cheeks a bit, indulging himself.

Then, without warning, melancholy struck.

“Haah...”

He sighed while squeezing her cheeks, pausing mid-meal, and Chunbong’s eyes widened.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m depressed.”

“What’s with this all of a sudden...?”

Chunbong’s eyes darted around. She seemed worried she had done something wrong, but that wasn’t the case.

“These cheeks... I won’t be able to touch them for months...?”

It might not even be just months. The chubbiness index of a grown-up Chunbong was still unknown, so it might even be for life.

“Yeah yeah, what’s wrong with losing some cheek fat? Oh well, I could just end it all~”

“Ugh, stop! You crazy bastard!”

He got hit. Harder than usual.

“Don’t even joke about that! I’m seriously worried to death here!”

“Sorry.”

He squeezed both her cheeks firmly as an apology, and Chunbong sighed.

“Geez. Seriously.”

“Aw come on, I’m joking. Where would big brother go without my Chunbong?”

Chunbong looked straight into Seojun’s eyes. Her lips quivered like she wanted to say something, but then she let out a big sigh and puffed out her cheeks.

“...Can I trust you? Big brother.”

“Of course!”

Seriously. I have no intention of doing anything stupid without my Chunbong.

*When should I seal the deal...?

Chunbong thought blankly as she walked alongside Seojun.

Today was really fun, but Seojun’s state was a bit worrying.

She had never been apart from him for more than a few days since they met, so she was anxious too, but Seojun seemed even worse than her.

Thump, thump, her heart raced anxiously.

She wondered if it was right to go into seclusion leaving her brother looking so anxious, and felt guilty for thinking about sealing the deal in this situation, wondering if she was being selfish.

One word that could completely change this relationship.

How could simply moving her lips a few times to make a sound be so difficult that it made her chest tighten and her insides twist?

“Chunbong.”

“Hm?”

Whoosh, large hands lifted her up.

That familiar sensation of weightlessness, of being held close. As she pulled back slightly in his arms, their eyes met at a distance where she could feel his breath against her skin.

“Is something wrong with you today?”

“Me? Aren’t you the one with something wrong?”

Seojun grinned at her blunt response.

“I’m just worried about being lonely without my Chunbong.”

Chunbong averted her eyes for no reason. Her ears were getting hot.

“...Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“...Big brother.”

Seojun’s eyes widened.

Chunbong took a deep breath, her fingertips trembling. Just one word and it would be done. But her anxiety made it impossible to say.

What if this relationship falls apart?

Her anxiety grew wildly, and only uncertain futures popped into her mind.

In truth, she could be satisfied with things as they were. Big brother and little sister. This relationship where they were more precious to each other than anything in the world.

Wouldn’t unnecessary words ruin everything? Clutching her pounding heart, she squeezed her eyes shut and leaned her head forward.

Smooch.

She opened her eyes slightly to see Seojun touching his forehead.

A foolish expression, the corners of their mouths practically grinning from ear to ear. Both his and hers.

“Don’t do anything weird while I’m gone, just wait patiently.”

For now this is fine. This feels just enough.

Even if it’s the excuse of a coward, my big brother won’t disappear without me.j

There’s plenty of time, and plenty of opportunities.

“You got that, big brother?”

“Yep!”

*A kiss from Geum Chunbong...!

Seojun hummed a tune while touching his forehead once every minute.

“Hmm~ Hup!”

He suddenly lifted his head and lifted her up.

“Everyone...! My Chun...! Oof...!”

His boasting was stopped by a palm to the mouth.

Chunbong sighed and shook her head.

“Why is this bastard so stupid...?”

“Hey! Geum Chunbong you brat! How dare you say such to your heavenly big brother!”

“Just shut it.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

He shut up.

They heard a faint voice while walking down the streets smiling.

— Breast Enhancement Pills made by the Mount Mao Sect!

Chunbong’s head shot up at the voice.

“Wh-What did you say...!”

She grabbed Seojun’s sleeve and ran.

“Hurry! Hey! Run!”

“Wait, isn’t that a scam?”

“Just shut up and come on!”

Breast Enhancement Pills. Pills to make breasts bountiful. Sexy dynamite Geum Chunbong.

“I don’t want to...”

Seojun was dragged along and buried in the crowd.

“You’ve caught a rare opportunity today! These Breast Enhancement Pills are something the Mount Mao Sect can only produce a few of each year! By chance, I made a connection with a Daoist from the Mount Mao Sect...!”

As the merchant shouted enthusiastically, the surrounding people murmured with interest.

Of course, the most interested was Geum Chunbong.

“Are those really Mount Mao Sect products? I’ve never heard of them making Breast Enhancement Pills though?”

“It’s true, young miss! Let me show you proof!”

The merchant brought forward a woman standing behind him.

“This is my wife! My wife’s chest was originally as flat as a cliff!”

“Ooh...”

“But now! Look!”

At the merchant’s gesture, Chunbong’s eyes turned to the woman’s chest.

Boing boing. Those two words were enough to explain everything.

Cliff. In other words, Geum Chunbong, owner of a chest as steep as a cliff, exclaimed in amazement.

“How is this possible...!”

“What do you think! Though the Breast Enhancement Pills were difficult for me to obtain, I’ll give them to you at a special price, beautiful young miss! Just two silver taels!”

“T-Two taels...!”

Tug tug, Chunbong pulled at his sleeve.

Seojun sighed and stepped forward.

“Is this your lover? How fortunate! Such a beautiful partner!”

“My Chunbong is cute, isn’t she?”

“Indeed! But now with these Breast Enhancement Pills...!”

Seojun whispered in the shouting merchant’s ear.

“I can’t allow that.”

“Y-Yes...? But large breasts are...”

“Shut it.”

The merchant’s eyes darted around at his cold gaze.

Seojun walked up to the woman. Her breasts grew after taking the Breast Enhancement Pills? Bullshit.

Rip!

“Kyaa...! Wh-What are you doing!?”

The woman whose clothes were torn hurriedly covered herself, but it was too late.

Thud. Roll roll roll...

The woman’s detachable breasts fell and rolled on the ground.

“These are just padding.”

At those words, Chunbong stared blankly at the woman’s chest. Though no bare skin was visible, it was still obvious.

Flat. Flat.

A flat plain no different from her own.

Chunbong looked at the merchant with empty eyes.

“You... trampled on my dreams...”

She was consumed by rage, darkening even the skies above.

*“Thank you...! Thank you...! I’ll never do this again!”

Chunbong surprisingly forgave the merchant.

Looking at the merchant’s wife who was crying and begging, Chunbong sighed and shook her head.

“I’m letting you off this once. As a comrade in arms.”

“Th-Thank you...!”

The brave merchant who had dared to run a scam in front of the Namgung Clan was thus released safely.

After finishing their date and returning to the Namgung Clan, Chunbong declared.

“Let’s do it right away. If we keep putting it off, I feel like we’ll never do it.”

Seojun agreed, unable to hide his sorrow.

Operation: Cure Chunbong’s Meridian Blockage.

There were two major reasons for this.

The most important first point was Chunbong becoming healthy, and the second was closely examining the qi within her to identify the culprit’s qi.

Now that he had mastered the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption, he felt he could definitely identify the culprit’s qi.

Whoever that bastard is...

Someday I will find someone with a similar qi.

Seojun vowed.

Even if they are a major sect on par with the Six Noble Clans, he vowed to erase their very existence.

No matter how long it takes, no matter how much blood stains his hands. Without fail.

So that their name will never be heard again in the Central Plains.