I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch
Chapter 207: Let Us Have A Martial Arts Match (5)

“What, you’ll just swallow the martial arts but won’t accept me as a master? What kind of thief, no, thief girl mentality is this? Hmm. Thief girl. She’s a thief girl.”

Cheon Yuhak blurted out in disbelief, but a thief girl mentality was an excellent quality.

Because the next Divine Thief should naturally be a thief.

“No, I just thanked you for saying you’d teach me, but why call me a thief girl? If you don’t like it, don’t do it, why are you cursing?”

“It’s not a curse. When I say it, it’s praise. Anyway, aren’t you tempted? I said it’s divine arts! It’s unique, supreme martial arts under heaven.”

“I know a lot of divine arts too, you know? And if you just say divine arts, how would I know? You have to tell me the name first so I can look into it and say ‘Ah, that’s good.’”

“Shouldn’t you say you’ll learn it before I tell you?”

“I need to know what I’m learning to ask for teachings.”

“I’m telling you it’s divine arts?”

“No, ahjussi, do you buy things without knowing what they are just because someone says they have something good?”

“Oh my, I’m going to die of frustration! Divine arts! Divine arts!”

“That’s why I’m asking for the name…”

Cheon Yuhak pounded his chest.

Qing’s opinion was reasonable.

But martial artists are the kind of people who would immediately offer gold if someone said they were selling divine arts.

That’s what divine arts mean to martial artists.

Of course, Qing didn’t apply to this as she would just switch it out later if she wanted to.

“Hmm. If you don’t have anything else to say, can I go now? My body is starting to cool down.”

“No, aren’t you tempted by divine arts?”

“I told you I know a lot of divine arts too? And what if I’m tempted? I already have a master. You don’t serve multiple parents to inherit property, right?”

“Why not! Are there only one or two great figures with multiple fathers! If you say you’ll pass on divine arts, there would be enough people willing to serve you not just as a master but as a father to fill a whole city!”

“Then why don’t you find such people? I have no intention of serving anyone other than my master. Well then. Ah, thank you for telling me the training method.”

Qing bowed her head and walked away with tired steps.

Indeed, after her heated body cooled down, her whole body was sore, her clothes were cold, and she was covered in mud, feeling heavy as lead.

Cheon Yuhak stared blankly at her retreating figure.

“I see, so she’s a girl with loyalty. Isn’t that even better? Yes, we’ll see.”

However, it was the nature of thieves to burn with desire to steal precious things.

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Use the dagger instead of your hand, he said?

Qing immediately tried the suspicious ahjussi’s training method, starting from dinner.

Peng Daesan’s evaluation of this was harsh.

“Do you have a grudge against food? I don’t know what you’re doing.”

“Hmm. A passing master gave me advice. He told me to use the knife instead of my hand. But, um. The knife is a bit too sharp…”

She didn’t think eating with a dagger would be that difficult.

After all, it was only about one foot four inches long including the handle, about 42 centimeters in her homeland’s units.

The handle was about five inches like other daggers, so she thought she could just stab the food with the not-too-long blade.

But the knife was too sharp.

When she stabbed a large chunk of duck meat, it felt like pushing a knife into soft tofu.

So when she lifted her hand, the meat didn’t move at all and the dagger just slid out smoothly by itself.

Qing changed her method and tried to skewer the meat horizontally. But the center of gravity was off, so it tilted to one side, and the smooth blade just cut through the meat and slipped out the side.

As Qing persistently targeted the duck meat like this, the chunk of meat that had been hacked to pieces was completely destroyed.

“Aish, this is difficult.”

“If you don’t plan to sit at the table all day, stop that ridiculous nonsense and just eat.”

“Hmph. I should at least try it properly and then complain to that master ahjussi later. Should I give up just because it’s difficult right away? It’s advice from an Unrestrained Realm master after all.”

Qing carefully skewered the meat again, this time lifting it up and dropping it onto the blade edge-

The meat slid along the blade while skewered on the dagger, and as the sharp blade split its side, it slipped sideways and fell onto the table with a thud.

“Aish, why is this knife so sharp?”

“Sister Qing, let me see the dagger for a moment. Hmm.”

Jegal Ihyeon took the dagger and gauged the blade with one eye, shook it to see how much it bent, and checked its luster in the firelight, giving off the air of a sword expert.

Then he concluded:

“It seems to be the Blue Sword of the Blue-Red Twin Terrors.”

Ah. Could this be that atmosphere?

Qing counted expectantly.

One, two, now!

“Blue Sword!” “Blue-Red Twin Terrors!” “Blue Sword!”

Unfortunately, the telepathy failed.

Qing briefly considered whether she should punish Tang Nanah, who was the only one wrong, and Peng Daesan, who didn’t even open his mouth, maybe by asking the kitchen for some fish sauce.

“Hmm. Is it good?”

“To explain this, I can’t help but tell the story of the previous generation’s great demonic adept, Tang Lang Juma. Ah, to talk about Tang Lang Juma, I should first tell you about the blood feud of the Yang Yun Mountain Sect, ah! Before the Yang Yun Mountain Sect’s blood feud, I should tell you how one man’s careless flirtation became the beginning of that complicated incident.”

“Isn’t Jegal just wanting to talk for a long time after a while? Introducing one dagger, you’re going to tell that whole story now?”

“Isn’t it that famous weapons are best appreciated when you know their stories, Sister?”

“Well. Alright. It might be interesting.”

Qing listened vaguely to Jegal Ihyeon’s story while wrestling with the meat.

The Blue-Red Twin Terrors were sister swords consisting of one dagger and one awl, famous as Tang Lang Juma’s unique weapons.

Tang Lang Juma was an evil figure who reached the realm of Demonic Descent, and could have perhaps represented an era, but unfortunately the world’s greatest of the previous generation was the Celestial Martial Emperor.

In the end, his head was cut off and his weapons were confiscated.

“I heard the Celestial Martial Emperor kept them stored separately until the owner came out, so it seems you’ve made a connection with that descendant.”

Qing thought. Descendant my ass.

Wasn’t it Jegal Ihyeon himself who told her that the Divine Thief was the world’s greatest thief?

And during the three ke (about forty-five minutes) that the story progressed, she had barely chewed a few pieces of meat, and even that was hacked to pieces so it didn’t taste good, so Qing was getting quite irritated.

“Why don’t you just eat? Have some soup at least.”

“If it’s instead of a hand, I should use this to hold the soup bowl too, right? Ah. Right. I can just lift it. Not stab it.”

Qing slid the blade under the meat, gently lifting and lowering it to gauge the center of gravity, then slowly raised her arm with a deadly serious expression.

Qing’s body transcended humans not only in strength but in all indicators, so her sensitivity and sense of balance were the same.

Somehow managing to balance the meat on the blade, Qing brought it over her head and dropped it, tilting her head back, opening her mouth wide, and sticking out her tongue to catch it.

Peng Choryo let out a deep sigh.

“Qing’er. No matter what, how can a woman look like that? Isn’t it embarrassing for everyone watching, even just a little?”

“But, this is the only way I can eat. And anyway, we’re just among ourselves, so what does it matter?”

“That. Haah. No. Alright.”

Peng Choryo knew it would be nagging that wouldn’t be listened to anyway, so she gave up early and just let out a deep sigh.

Correcting Qing’s behavior is a feat only possible for Ximen Surin, the authority in that field!

After barely swallowing a few pieces of meat like that, even Qing felt a bit embarrassed with everyone watching her.

Having finished their meals long ago and with nothing to do, they naturally couldn’t help but look at the strange behavior.

At this, Qing licked her lips and said:

“Ask them to pack this up. I’m going to finish eating it later. I have to settle this once and for all.”

Peng Choryo swallowed the nagging that had risen to her throat.

Qing’er. Where on earth are there people who fight with food to settle things? she thought.

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When Qing finally brought the food back and finished eating with great effort, it was already late at night.

Still, after emptying it cleanly, she felt a sense of achievement like completing a task well.

Since Qing had been trying to eat from evening until late at night, Tang Nanah, who had been whining next to her to play together because she was bored, finally got upset and left.

Thinking she would sleep alone tonight, Qing was untying her robe when she suddenly paused.

He said to use the dagger instead of her hand, so dressing and undressing should be the same.

Didn’t he say except when sleeping, use it instead of your hand?

Qing looked down at her robe ties.

Hmm. Even if I help with my left hand, can I really untie this with a blade?

After pondering for a moment, Qing just threw off her clothes and threw herself onto the bed.

She had suffered enough with eating today.

It was late, so she thought she’d sleep tonight and start with dressing using the dagger from tomorrow morning.

So Qing wriggled, enjoying the feel of the Wucheon Pavilion’s highest quality silk bedding with her whole body.

The feel of the silk bedding wrapping around her body felt really good, and she wasn’t sleepy.

Rolling around in the soft, fluffy bed, this is why they say you should use a good bed, no wonder there are groups that claim it’s science. It’s really comfortable, but hmm, I’m not sleepy.

Qing lay still and closed her eyes.

Originally, when a person can’t see in front of them, their five senses become more sensitive, so Qing’s superhuman hearing probed the sounds of the night.

But the Wucheon Pavilion is a top-class guest room, so the soundproofing is excellent. Only the sound of insects outside the window, muffled by one layer, spreads faintly, and there’s no sign of human presence to be found.

Strange. Weren’t there maids staying in the farthest room on the same floor?

Is the soundproofing this good?

Not even a single breath can be heard.

Of course, no matter how much her hearing transcended humans, how could she hear people breathing through several walls?

It’s an impossible feat even if you transcend transcendence, not just human transcendence.

As Qing tried hard to find signs of human presence like that, she suddenly sat up.

“What’s the use of sleeping? It’s not like I get tired from not sleeping for a few days anyway. How can I sleep with my current skills? Without swinging my sword even once more.”

The words she deliberately made into sound and spat out were excuses with no one to hear.

Qing reached for the bedside table.

More precisely, for the dagger placed on top of it.

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Clatter! The door opened with a loud noise.

Opening a woman’s sleeping room so rudely, is there anyone in the world as rude as this?

But Tang Nanah is originally a villainess with an extremely rude nature, so it’s not particularly special.

“Yap! Is that bitch here again! Huh? What, Qing’er, why are you already up?”

“What bitch, what bitch.”

“Well, whenever you leave your bed empty for one night, you bring in another woman. From what I’ve seen, that Gong bitch is really impure.”

She left in a huff yesterday, but it seems she got over it after just one night.

Qing smiled and rebuked her.

“The only impure person around me is you, you know? And who told you to leave? Ah. Right.”

And then she said with a troubled smile:

“Hey Nanah, can you go to the fabric shop and buy a bunch of cheap martial arts clothes? If possible, made of really tough and thick fabric. Hemp? Yes, ones made of hemp cloth.”

“Huh? Hemp? Isn’t that too rough? But why suddenly?”

“Hmm. This? Because of this?”

Qing slightly lifted both shoulders of her training martial arts clothes.

Then the cut parts of the clothes were revealed, with dozens or hundreds of cuts. In Qing’s homeland, it could be said to look like it was roughly put in and taken out of a device called a shredder.

White skin peeked through here and there between the cuts that had opened up.

Tang Nanah’s expression turned fierce, and immediately a sharp, angry voice burst out:

“Wh-what!? Why are your clothes like that!? Who made your clothes like that!? Huh? My goodness, this kind of common trick, ah! It’s Sword Flower, that Sword Flower bitch, right? Did that bitch come at night?”

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