The Martial God with Psychic Powers-Chapter 62

“...Excuse me?”

“You’re a master of stealth, right? You can do it.”

“Well, that wouldn’t be difficult... but may I ask why?”

“There’s someone I... like.”

“...Ah. I think I know who it is.”

“You do?”

“I’ve been your escort since you were a child. I’d have to be blind not to notice.”

Yeon-hwa’s face turned red.

She thought it was a secret she shared only with her nanny.

“I’ll keep it between us, I promise.”

Uncle Eun winked playfully, making her giggle.

The man known as Uncle Eun was none other than Eun Baek-gi, the most trusted warrior of the Golden Sword Manor—its greatest master.

They called him Phantom Blade, the Illusory Sword.

He was an Eight-Star cultivator at the Haegyeong level.

His specialty was silent movement and attacks so fast and fluid they seemed more like illusions than real swordplay.

Naturally, following someone without being seen? Child’s play.

Eun Baek-gi looked at Yeon-hwa with affection.

He had watched her grow up. She was like a daughter to him.

But still... a flicker of annoyance crossed his mind.

How dare that boy make his lady suffer like this?

He was going to have a little chat with him one day.

“...Don’t you dare.”

“Pardon?”

“You just thought about punishing him, didn’t you?”

She was like a mind reader.

“N-No, not at all.”

“You think I don’t know what goes on in your head? I can tell just by your face.”

“Haha... y-you can?”

“If you lay a hand on him, I’ll never forgive you.”

“Gasp—! I-I would never!”

“Really? Were you actually planning to?”

“N-No! Never!”

“I’ll believe you.”

“Thank you. Trust me.”

“Then... will you help me?”

“Haha. Of course. Tomorrow, I’ll quietly tail him and find out where he goes.”

“Thank you! Heehee!”

As she smiled brightly, Eun Baek-gi returned a warm, fatherly grin.

Once the carriage rolled away into the distance, a figure stepped into the now-empty space.

Yeon Woo Jin.

“...Interesting.”

He had followed at a distance and heard the entire exchange.

Sound Amplification Art — a martial technique he had created himself. It allowed him to hear distant voices with perfect clarity.

So even from afar, every word had reached him loud and clear.

A mischievous grin tugged at Yeon Woo Jin’s lips.

“A girl who likes Jang Un, huh...”

He couldn’t stop chuckling.

He wanted to rush over and tease him right now—but he held it in.

“So they’re going to tail him tomorrow? In that case... I’ll need to make sure Jang Un shows his best side. Heh.”

He made a mental note to change Jang Un’s training location for the next day.

Yeon Woo Jin began plotting how to showcase Jang Un’s strengths in just the right light.

****

The Next Day

Yeon Woo Jin secretly gathered everyone—except for Jang Un.

“Everyone here?”

“Not Un.”

“I didn’t call him on purpose.”

“What’s going on?”

“Something big. Something life-changing for Un.”

“What happened?”

Everyone leaned in with curious expressions as Yeon Woo Jin explained what he had witnessed the day before.

“...No way. Seriously?! ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ The daughter of the Golden Sword Manor is not only attending our academy—but she’s in our class?!”

“Yup. That’s why I asked you all to meet outside like this.”

“Damn... I had no idea. She totally had us fooled.”

“They say the Golden Sword Manor’s daughter is supposed to be a total knockout, right?”

“Hey, don’t look!”

A few of them instinctively turned to glance toward Seong Yeon-hwa’s direction, only for Yeon Woo Jin to shoo them away.

Still, they couldn't help stealing glances.

From this distance, there was no way Yeon-hwa would notice.

She was too busy blatantly staring at Jang Un.

“Look at that—she’s practically burning a hole through his face.”

“Man... she really looks like a guy, though.”

“Think she’s using a human-skin mask?”

“Probably a really thin one.”

“She went that far just to study here?”

“She must really like him.”

“But isn’t the Golden Sword Manor’s Lord, like, the third-richest guy under the Martial God Sect? You really think he’d approve of Un?”

“Exactly. That clan cares a lot about pedigree.”

“Well, that’s their business. Anyway, Un will be training separately for now. I’m telling you this so no one thinks he’s getting special treatment.”

Everyone smiled.

They understood—Yeon Woo Jin cared enough to explain it to them first.

“Let’s help them get together. However we can.”

“Yeah! What do we do?”

“From now on, tell Un he’ll be doing independent training. If he asks, just go with it and lie a little to keep the cover.”

“Got it.”

“And don’t act weird around him. No slip-ups. We will make this happen.”

Everyone nodded with solemn determination.

“There you are! I’ve been looking all over. Where’d you all go?”

Jang Un approached with a bright smile.

Yeon Woo Jin glanced briefly at Seong Yeon-hwa—who was glaring daggers in their direction.

Smirk.

“...What’s so funny? Is there something on my face?”

“No. But there might be soon.”

“...What?”

“There’s something I need to tell you.”

“Message?”

“Yeah. Come with me for a sec.”

Yeon Woo Jin pulled Jang Un aside, away from where Yeon-hwa could hear.

“You don’t need to go to Baekyak Pavilion today.”

“Then where?”

“For the rest of this month, we’re switching to solo training. You need to learn to train independently.”

“I see.”

Jang Un didn’t question it. He trusted Yeon Woo Jin completely.

“Do you have a place in mind?”

“Yeah. I have my own training spot.”

“Perfect. Then at the end of each week, we’ll check your progress. Train hard.”

“Got it!”

****

After academy ended, Jang Un watched as the other students scattered—not toward Baekyak Pavilion, but in different directions, heading home.

He figured everyone must be doing their own solo training now.

“Haven’t been here in a while...”

Until now, he’d trained exclusively at Baekyak Pavilion and hadn’t visited his old training spot in some time.

He used to pour everything he had into this place.

But there were limits to training alone, and he’d stopped growing stronger.

After meeting Yeon Woo Jin, he’d thought he’d never need to return.

But coming back now... it felt good.

Almost like visiting his childhood hometown.

He couldn’t help but hum to himself as he walked.

Unbeknownst to him, someone was silently tailing him from a distance.

Eun Baek-gi, the Phantom Blade, was following on Seong Yeon-hwa’s request.

“Impressive. Using lightfoot techniques like that at his age? Not bad at all.”

No wonder Seong Yeon-hwa had never been able to keep up with him.

She’d always lost him before she could catch up, returning in frustration every time.

“No wonder the young lady couldn’t follow him.”

For a master like Eun Baek-gi, keeping up was effortless.

Eventually, Jang Un arrived at a broad clearing by a canyon.

Beside it, a waterfall cascaded down into mist, creating a serene, almost mystical atmosphere.

Hiding in a shadowed nook, Eun Baek-gi silently observed him.

Jang Un, caught in a wave of nostalgia, took in the view for a moment before beginning to stretch.

He spent a while warming up, then—with a focused, serious face—started his training.

Pop—pop-pop—!

Each of his punches shattered the air, sending shockwaves through the clearing.

Eun Baek-gi’s eyes widened in surprise.

Jang Un was far stronger than he’d expected.

At that age, with those movements?

Even he hadn’t been that refined at that age.

“He’s a real talent.”

He had to admit—Seong Yeon-hwa had chosen well.

Jang Un had no idea anyone was watching and focused solely on his training.

He didn’t stop to rest even once.

His determination left Eun Baek-gi genuinely impressed.

And as he watched, he began to grow fond of the boy.

But there were countless obstacles standing in the way of the two getting together.

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The biggest problem?

Jang Un’s background.

Eun Baek-gi had already investigated everything before arriving.

“Of all things... he's not even a captain—just a squad leader in the guard division, the lowest-ranked unit under the Martial God Sect.”

It was disheartening.

The Manor Lord wouldn’t even look at a family like his.

Even if Jang Un was wildly talented, talent alone couldn’t erase the stain of low birth.

No matter how much Yeon-hwa liked him, it wouldn’t matter.

And that was the issue.

If the two clashed, things could get ugly.

And if he got caught in the middle?

If he sided with his Lord, he’d risk alienating the girl he loved like a daughter.

But if he sided with Yeon-hwa... he’d be betraying his master.

“I need to think about my future too.”

He sat there, deep in thought.

Eventually, he came to a decision.

“They say even parents can’t win against their children. I’ll put my bet on the young lady!”

He chose Seong Yeon-hwa.

The Manor Lord wouldn’t cast him aside.

He was the Golden Sword Manor’s greatest swordmaster—irreplaceable.

At worst, the Lord might be a little disappointed—but he’d get over it. After all, it wasn’t betrayal—it was loyalty to his own daughter.

But if he betrayed Yeon-hwa?

He’d be dead to her.

Forever.

“That’s a no-go.”

A chill ran down his spine just thinking about it.

Now that he’d picked his side, he needed to help her however he could.

First step: spark something between them.

Right now, it was one-sided. He needed to make Jang Un fall for her too.

He needed a setting—something natural.

Eun Baek-gi began scanning the surroundings, deep in thought.

Only then did he fully register the terrain.

It was surrounded on all sides, the clearing hidden from plain view.

Suddenly, a thought hit him—something he’d once heard about Jang Un’s ideal type.

“His ideal girl... someone who can train in martial arts with him, right? Hehehe. What a perfect training spot.”

A mischievous grin spread across his face.

And with that, he vanished from sight.

****

“Uncle Eun! What happened?”

“Hehehe. Who do you think you’re talking to? I found out exactly where he disappears to after class every day.”

“Where does he go? Home? The city?”

“No. He trains alone, deep in the mountains.”

“Alone? That’s weird. I always saw him walk off with a group.”

“Strange, huh? But when I followed, he was alone.”

“Huh... deep in the forest, though? That makes accidental meetings kinda... impossible.”

“Oh, but I happened to find a perfect training spot there.”

“What?”

“Do you know what kind of woman Jang Un finds ideal?”

“Someone who can train martial arts with him... Wait, are you saying—”

“Exactly. You already know. This is the perfect opportunity to show off your charms and make it look natural.”

“...You’re not suggesting I go train there, are you?”

“Don’t want to? Then time will just keep slipping by. Is that what you want?”

Seong Yeon-hwa bit her thumbnail, deep in thought.

She had to show him her martial arts somehow.

But it was embarrassing...

Then Eun Baek-gi added:

“To catch a tiger, you must step into the tiger’s den. If you just wait for it to come to you, you’ll never see it.”

“You’re right! If I want to catch my tiger, I have to go. Where is it?”

“You’ll do as I say, then?”

Her cheeks burning red, Seong Yeon-hwa gave a small, determined nod.

Then she turned urgently to her nanny.

“Nanny, do I look like I’ve gained weight?”

“Oh my—Young Miss. If you get any thinner, you’ll be nothing but bones.”

“Hing... but still...”

“You’re seriously going to do this?”

“Of course! He always leaves after class to train—how else am I supposed to ‘accidentally’ run into him? Got a better plan?”

Even her nanny had to nod in reluctant agreement.