Bring It~ All Of It Is Mine! (1)

The mouth of the scaled dragon was wide open as it approached, seemingly eager to gulp down Yu Seol.

It still possessed a considerable amount of strength. He couldn’t even fathom how threatening it would have been had it not depleted some of its vigor in the previous battle with the apostate monk.

Shhh!!

At that moment, Yu Seol slipped to the side of the dragon at an odd angle.

She utilized a technique Yu Jinsan also knew well. Their family’s technique, the Spirit Wind Footwork.

Yet, when she unleashed it, the force behind it was unlike any he had seen before.

Her movements, light, and swift, made her appear akin to a spirit gliding on the wind.

Kwaang!!

The scaled dragon, having accidentally slammed its face into the ground, wriggled and continued to lash out with its tail.

Catching a small figure like Yu Seol, however, proved to be no easy task.

Kwang! Kwang!! Kwang!!!

Walls crumbled, and the floor cracked; the entire cave shook.

The onslaught of the scaled dragon was terrifying, giving the impression that even a single blow could be lethal.

But no matter how fiercely it struck, it was all in vain now.

“Kyaak!!!”

The dragon bared its teeth and roared in what seemed like frustration.

Meanwhile, Yu Seol continued to dance around it, stepping deftly.

Yu Jinsan, witnessing the scene, couldn’t stop being astonished.

He was prepared to aid his granddaughter if necessary, but he knew all too well that staying out of it was the best support.

‘Does she plan to exhaust the stamina of the opponent first? Not bad.’

A large body required more energy to move. As expected, as time passed, the dragon’s movements began to slow.

His granddaughter was capitalizing on the dragon’s weakness.

She was a natural-born warrior. Though untaught, she instinctively knew how to fight.

She dodged with the ease of a weasel, never showing a hint of anxiety.

“Grandpa, it won’t give me the treasure. What do I do?”

“Do not be careless now; it is still a dragon!”

“Okay!”

Yu Jinsan was intensely curious about his granddaughter’s plan to defeat the scaled dragon.

The thick, hard scales appeared barely scratched by her enhanced qi. Perhaps that’s why Yu Seol refrained from launching futile attacks.

Could she really intend to finish it with a single blow? It seemed improbable, yet there appeared to be a glimmer of possibility.

Thud!

Yu Seol sprang up, mounted the scaled dragon’s back, and dashed like lightning.

Thud, thud, thud!

The dragon writhed and twisted its head around.

Its gaping, vicious mouth targeted Yu Seol, its long tongue lashing between sharp teeth like a whip.

The speed and terror it inflicted left Yu Jinsan frozen.

“Run!”

But Yu Seol ignored her grandfather’s warning and kept sprinting along the dragon’s spine.

Just as the dragon was about to clamp down on the girl’s waist, a brilliant light flashed.

Blink!

Yu Seol, who seemed about to be devoured, vanished from that spot.

‘Displacement Illusion?’

The Displacement Illusion was an advanced technique where one’s qi exploded instantaneously to shift the user’s position. Too strenuous to execute repeatedly, it placed immense strain on one’s qi and blood flow.

Yu Jinsan, searching around its head, soon spotted his granddaughter.

Standing above the dragon’s head, Yu Seol raised her hands to shoulder level.

‘One Delayed Flash Attack?’

It was the Yu family’s palm technique, the One Delayed Flash Attack.

This martial art harnessed the force applied to an object, striking from behind with the simple principle of an internal qi explosion.

If she couldn’t pierce the dragon’s scales, she resolved to attack from within.

Her raised palm whirled with internal qi.

Once all her preparations were complete, she slammed her palm onto the top of the dragon’s head.

“Ugh!”

Chiiiiiiiii!!!!

A dull ringing sound accompanied the vibration that shook Yu Seol’s legs.

Perhaps the blow to the head was more shocking than expected.

The scaled dragon ceased all movement as if its soul had been snatched away. At that moment, an unknown liquid mixed with steam began to seep from the dragon’s mouth.

Yu Seol couldn’t miss this opportunity.

“Grandpa!”

Yu Jinsan snapped back to reality at her shout and looked at her, bewildered.

“…?”

It was then that Yu Seol thrust the spear in her left hand toward him.

Swish!

Yu Jinsan caught the spear, but his eyes were still uncertain about what to do next.

What could he possibly do?

He remained perplexed until he witnessed Yu Seol’s next move.

“Ugh!”

Yu Seol seized the unconscious scaled dragon by its beard and pried open its mouth.

Yu Jinsan watched in awe at the strength his granddaughter now displayed.

“…”

“Grandpa, hurry!”

Her intentions were clear. She wanted him to enter the dragon’s mouth, and despite the daunting sight of its fearsome teeth and tongue, he had no time to debate the matter.

The dragon could regain consciousness at any moment.

“Okay! I’m going in!”

Clutching the spear and gritting his teeth, Yu Jinsan dashed forward.

Tatata!

Without a second thought, he leaped from the ground and plunged into the dragon’s gaping maw.

This was their final chance.

Yu Jinsan channeled all his qi into the Fire Dragon Divine Spear.

“Euk!”

Taking a deep breath, he surged ahead. Cold air crystallized at the spear’s tip as it pierced the roof of the dragon’s mouth.

Euuuk!!

The faint scaled dragon awoke in agony and let out a piercing scream.

“Kyaaa!!”

Startled, Yu Jinsan bolted from the scene, not even considering retrieving the spear wedged in the dragon’s mouth.

“Euk!”

The sudden, deafening noise seemed to send his qi and blood into disarray.

But this level of pain was nothing to bother about. The spiritual beast had begun to collapse.

The dragon slowly went limp, and its head fell to the ground with a thud.

Thud!!

The cave was adorned with many strange paintings, and oddly shaped items were scattered all around.

As soon as the scaled dragon fell, his granddaughter began to shake the entire thing.

“Where did you hide my treasure?”

Yu Jinsan, who was watching that, simply shook his head.

‘How do I even stop her?’

His gaze turned to the dead scaled dragon.

It wouldn’t have been possible if the apostate monk hadn’t come in and fought it first. This must be the luck of the heavens.

Yu Jinsan went back into the mouth of the dragon and pulled out the spear he had forgotten before.

Puak!

Sticky body fluid oozed from the hole where the spear had been.

“Euk!”

The smell from the opening made his nose wrinkle, but there was still work to be done.

Yu Jinsan held his breath and thrust his right arm into the wound.

Each movement of his arm brought the most squishy sensation.

After a while,

Yu Jinsan’s frown deepened before his lips curled into a smile.

‘So you were here, huh?’

When he pulled his arm out, it emerged holding something.

A rainbow-colored bead was shining brightly in his hand. It was the spirit stone of the scaled dragon.

Yu Jinsan glanced around.

If his granddaughter caught him holding this, she would snatch it away, so he quickly tucked it into his sleeve.

It was an incredible treasure that couldn’t be bought, even for a thousand gold coins. Possessing it could grant tremendous strength and the potential to forge the finest weapons.

It was the greatest treasure one could find.

He felt elated, yet he couldn’t show it.

“Hmm!”

Pretending to be a fool, he walked out with the heirloom spear.

It was at that moment that he began looking around for his granddaughter.

“Found it!”

A child’s voice echoed from the deepest part of the cave.

Could the treasure hidden by the monk actually exist? He was intrigued.

Yu Jinsan hurried over, his heart pounding with excitement.

“What? What have you found?”

“Look at this—the Tripitaka treasure.”

Clasped in the child’s hand was an ancient book.

The material it was made from was unclear, but despite the passage of time, it appeared undamaged.

As he turned the first page, a phrase caught his eye.

“…Buddhist Lion Roar Divine Arts?”

The title of the martial arts tome.

Yu Jinsan swallowed hard and read on.

[Those who arrive here by destiny will uncover the secret and save the world.]

‘Save the world? From what?’

Besides that, the text was filled with enigmatic phrases. The author of these words seemed to be driven by fear. Yu Jinsan pondered the need for such secrecy.

Reading ahead, Yu Jinsan was taken aback.

[Buddhist Lion Roar Divine Arts is meant for those who attain the state of Buddhism. Those who master it will achieve enlightenment and enter the realm of the enlightened.]

‘Grandmaster?’

The word shocked Yu Jinsan.

Was it referring to the Grandmaster level? The pinnacle that a human body could achieve?

With the opening of the upper dantian, one was said to reach a demi-god state, capable of killing with one’s mere presence.

His excitement was palpable until he reached the next section.

“…?”

Yu Jinsan’s expression darkened as he continued to flip through the latter pages.

Beside him, his granddaughter approached, her head cocked in confusion.

“Grandpa, what does it say?”

Yu Jinsan exhaled a sigh of pity.

“It seems to be ancient Sanskrit, damn it! If only I could translate it for you.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Let’s return to Kaifeng and consult Uncle Pungho.”

Perhaps the Black Night Clan would know how to decipher the text.

“I get it. Give it back to me first.”

Yu Jinsan looked at her with a dumbfounded expression.

“You want it back?”

“What is Grandpa’s is mine, and mine is mine too.”

Yu Seol took the treasure and wrapped it in the cloth she had brought.

Yu Jinsan looked flustered at the sight.

“How much trouble did I have to go through to raise you since you were a child? It was a waste of all my efforts to raise you as my granddaughter!”

Yu Seol didn’t even blink.

She just wrapped the cloth around her shoulder and stuck out her back.

“Then I will carry you to Kaifeng, so get on.”

“Forget it. When Grandpa dies of old age, you will regret it…”

Yu Jinsan stopped speaking and shook his head.

Why did he have to worry about growing old and dying when he had the body of a child?

He soon realized that he could not defeat his granddaughter this time and gave up.

It didn’t matter who kept it; when needed, he could just persuade her to give it back.

Having achieved their goal, Yu Jinsan and his granddaughter came out of the cave with light steps.

At the entrance, the apostate monk, who had lost his mind, was still unable to wake up.

“Look there, little one. He can’t be dead, right?”

When he got closer and looked, his qi and blood flow were unstable.

But there was no way a warrior who had learned the art of Body Reformation would die so easily. As expected, he felt that his body had stabilized.

‘Well, what do I do with him?’

He couldn’t help but worry.

Had he grown attached in that short time? Somehow, he felt pity for him.

But it was impossible to hand over this martial arts book to him.

If the monk, not in his right mind, attempted to learn this cultivation skill and worsened his condition, who would take responsibility?

“Any leftover beef jerky?”

Yu Jinsan sent a glance to his granddaughter.

And Yu Seol took out the pieces she had left and put them into the hands of the apostate monk.

“Have these when you wake up, and cheer up.”