Warrior Grandpa and Supreme Granddaughter
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All You Have To Do Is Get Over The Peak There (2)

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Yu Jinsan was deeply concerned.

He held out the tree trunk he had been chewing on, offering it to Yu Jinsan.

‘No, there are such insane people in the world…?’

It was something he couldn’t ignore at all.

His neck was already wedged to the side by the monk, which meant if he refused, his neck would break.

“Will you eat?”

Having no choice, Yu Jinsan opened his mouth with a pained expression.

The apostate monk chuckled and took it in his hand.

“Uhh…”

Yu Jinsan opened his mouth in disgust, but he felt nothing because the hand stopped right in front of his nose.

Suddenly, the face of the monk, previously bright and cheerful, contorted like a demon’s.

“I clearly told you not to step into my home!”

Yu Jinsan turned his head to look at the corner of the path.

The four monks chasing him were all pointing their weapons at them.

“You have lost your qualification as a monk, which means you have no right to be here.”

“Have you forgotten the Abbot’s warning? Hand that man over to us and leave this mountain immediately.”

Despite their warnings, the apostate monk didn’t listen.

“I cannot leave until I find my treasure.”

It seemed he was ready to move with Yu Jinsan by his side.

How many people in the world would be willing to go against these four people rumored to have bodies as hard as diamonds?

They were known to be individuals whose bodies turned to gold, which in turn made others nervous.

“…that is a wrong move.”

“What should we do, Sahyung?”

The monk with one dot on his forehead took out his weapon and stepped back.

“We will withdraw for now.”

The monks, who had been backing away, turned and ran without hesitation. Behind them, the apostate monk clenched his fist and shouted.

“Just know that you will die if you come into my home again!”

How strong must this man’s martial arts be for the most famous four to flee?

Yu Jinsan, held captive, felt horrible.

“……”

The apostate monk frowned and chuckled again as he looked at Yu Jinsan.

“What shall we play now, Hyung?”

The older monk was calling the younger monk ‘Hyung,’ but Yu Jinsan couldn’t even muster a laugh. He had to answer carefully because the man before him was fully unhinged and could swing violently in the mood.

Messing with this man could mean death in the next moment.

‘If I say something wrong, and he might snap my neck.’

After careful thought, Yu Jinsan suggested the activity he found most interesting.

“…Sh-shall we go on a treasure hunt?”

It seemed to work as he noticed the apostate monk’s eyes widen.

“Do you know where the treasure is?”

“Well, then! If you wait here, Hyung will bring it back for you. I’ll go quickly and come find you, so…”

Yu Jinsan couldn’t finish his sentence and stopped mid-way. The apostate’s once smiling face had twisted into anger.

“Such a liar, bad Hyung!”

His hand moved lightning-fast, grabbing Yu Jinsan’s ankle.

“Ahhh.”

Now hanging upside down like a bat, Yu Jinsan felt nauseous.

It was a challenging, unpredictable, and precarious situation. When had he ever felt so powerless?

“Do you know what happens if you lie?”

The crazed apostate monk clenched and unclenched his fist in front of Yu Jinsan.

It wasn’t hard to guess what was on his mind.

“I-it isn’t a lie. I have a way to find out.”

“Another lie!”

And his fist clenched again. A decision seemed to have been made.

‘I might be fated to die like this…’

Was this what a prisoner under the guillotine felt? Yu Jinsan felt a wave of nausea.

Just as he felt his life hanging by a thread, a familiar shout rang out.

“Let go of my grandpa!”

“…?”

A ray of light approached from afar. The granddaughter he had sent away was returning.

‘Child…’

He couldn’t be happy about this, for his opponent was unlike any other warrior he had faced before.

The apostate monk’s right hand moved.

Like a snake, his hand reached for Yu Seol’s neck. But had he underestimated her too much?

The monk’s hand only grazed the face of the child with a paper-like touch.

Pang!

A look of confusion crossed the monk’s face for a moment. Not only had she dodged the attack, but she was also poised to punch his stomach.

And with Yu Seol’s incredible speed, it was too close to avoid.

The Yu family palm technique, the seventh form, Fierce Dragon Mountain Attack, was a lethal move.

The palm, surrounded by blue internal qi, struck the monk squarely on the waist.

Shhh!

A resounding boom echoed as if a bell had rung. The resulting gust spread like waves in all directions.

“Ahhh!”

A groan slipped from the apostate monk’s lips.

Yet, that was the extent of it.

He remained standing, tall, and unharmed.

Yu Seol immediately widened the distance between them, sensing that something was amiss.

A child born with innate talent, she felt the dread of her opponent then, and rightly so. A golden glow hovered over the spot she had hit.

It was an illusion created by the Yijin Jing, the pinnacle of Shaolin martial arts, left by Bodhidharma.

“……”

The apostate monk, having taken it all in, let out a strange laugh, as if he had found something even more amusing.

“Monk! A little Bhikuni has come to this place, hehehehe!”

‘Bhikuni’ ment a female monk. His insight into the identity of his opponent at just a glance was astounding.

As if provoked, Yu Seol’s eyes sparked with intensity as she muttered,

“Give me back my grandpa… before I beat you to death.”

The apostate monk was not likely to be frightened. He smiled as he lifted Yu Jinsan by the ankle, which he grasped with his left hand.

“Hehehe! No, you are going to be my treasure.”

Yu Seol sighed at his use of the word “treasure.”

“I have treasure.”

“…?”

The apostate monk’s eyes widened, and his laughter ceased.

His gaze shifted to the child’s hands.

Yu Seol, looking a bit reluctant, slowly took out the gift she had received from her grandpa.

This bead shone with amazing brightness. Observing the Night Pearl Lamp, Yu Jinsan touched his forehead.

“My grandpa found it in a cave. I will give this to you.”

But, as expected.

The monk shouted, tears forming in his eyes.

“That isn’t a treasure!”

“…?”

Yu Seol’s eyes met her grandpa’s, who was hanging upside down, questioning what the man meant.

Was there any time to explain?

He needed to hurry and convince the monk before he lost control. Otherwise, the child would be in danger.

Fortunately, the time Yu Seol had bought allowed Yu Jinsan to think.

“The reason you cannot find the cave is that there is a defense circle around it.”

At that moment, the apostate monk’s face cleared.

“How did you know that?”

His eyes were genuinely inquisitive.

Yu Jinsan smiled at the question.

‘This crazy fool. If you haven’t found a trace of the cave after searching for decades, what else could it be?’

Of course, he didn’t voice this thought.

Instead, his words came out quite differently.

“I told you earlier that there is a way to find them. If you let me down first, I will let you know.”

The monk released Yu Jinsan without a second thought, likely confident that he could recapture him at any time.

Once on the ground, Yu Jinsan put a little distance between them, and then his granddaughter rushed to his side.

“Grandpa, are you alright?”

“Yes. I need to talk to you for a moment, so don’t let your guard down and step back.”

“Okay.”

Yu Seol nodded, took a step back, and stood up like a guardian. The way she held up her hands suggested she was ready to fight at any moment.

Yu Jinsan continued to persuade the monk.

“Inside the Ho-yeom Cave, there’s a spiritual beast known as the Snake Dragon. You’re familiar with it, aren’t you?”

The apostate monk continued to nod like a child.

On the outside, he seemed easy to handle, but Yu Jinsan knew better than to deal with him rashly. Even though he was half out of his mind, he was serious about the treasure.

“Our family possesses the murim book, which details the creation of a spiritual altar for the spiritual beast. If you get close to where the dragon is, this sign will react to it. It was the same when I captured the spiritual beast known as the Blue Wolf.”

Yu Seol turned her head and asked, as if she had just remembered.

“Murdering Wolf?”

“Yes, didn’t you also swallow the pill derived from it?”

Yu Jinsan carefully observed the monk’s expression.

He was in a daze, and his entire body was shaking with excitement. It was the moment to strike the final blow.

“I don’t know about now, but in the past, it was called one of the Top Ten Murim Treasures. It’s said to be one of the weapons used by our ancestors, who was known as the Spear Ghost.”

“Fire Dragon Divine Spear? Uh? Where…?”

“It’s a family heirloom, but I can’t give that to you. Even if you kill me, you won’t be able to get it.”

Suddenly, the monk fell to his knees in front of Yu Jinsan.

“Uhhh…”

Seeing him beg with earnest eyes, it seemed the man desperately wanted the treasure.

“I can’t just give it.”

“Th-then?”

Had the situation changed? Yu Jinsan’s face remained calm, and she folded her hands.

“Then what can you offer me?”

“W-wait…”

The monk, who was looking around for a moment, fixed his gaze on something.

In the blink of an eye, he dug into the ground with his bare hands, about twenty feet from where he had fallen.

“…”

Yu Jinsan and his granddaughter looked on in awe.

And after a while.

The apostate monk held something bright, which he brought over to them.

A rough wooden box.

On the outside, there were three letters inscribed.

“Great Vitality Pill.”

The Great Vitality Pill, the rarest of treasures and the finest pill had been passed down in Shaolin as a secret.

Yu Jinsan, who hadn’t expected much, was quite shocked. This was something that wouldn’t bring him any loss, even if he had to give up the spear.

“Yes, I stole it from Jong Myung! I’ll exchange that for this! Uh?”

There was only one person in the temple with the name Jong Myung. He was the Sajae of the Shaolin Abbot.

He couldn’t even imagine how much trouble the person before him had faced with Shaolin.

“How do I trust you? If I bring the heirloom, you could kill us and steal it, too, right?”

“Then how?”

Yu Jinsan placed one hand on his granddaughter’s shoulder.

“First, feed the child the pill.”

“No, no. You will take it and then run!”

As expected, he wasn’t giving up either. But that didn’t mean Yu Jinsan would back down.

“I will stay here with you while my granddaughter goes to retrieve the heirloom. Afterward, I will hand it over to you, and we will part ways. That’s fair, right?”

The apostate monk rested his chin in his hand and thought for a moment, as if he didn’t like the idea. But he couldn’t think of any other way.

“Fine, I will do as you say!”

The apostate monk handed over the pill and began to dance.

It could only be good because the need for the treasure made him not want to miss any chance. So, even after his mind had changed, he couldn’t just give up.

Leaving him behind, Yu Jinsan clutched the wooden box and then looked at his granddaughter.

“Child, go ahead and take this.”

He didn’t really want to discuss the pill with Yu Seol since she had no knowledge of it. He believed the dark sphere wouldn’t appeal to her taste.

“Can Grandpa not eat it?”

Yu Jinsan shook his head at that moment because he knew it was safe to give it to his granddaughter in case something unexpected occurred.

There was no time for explanations. He needed to give it to her before the monk changed his mind.

“If you run all the way to Kaifeng, you’ll get hungry, so you should have this then. If you eat just one piece, you’ll feel full.”

“…”

“Open your mouth now. Ah~.”

#88 All You Have To Do Is Get Over The Peak There (2)

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