I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch
Chapter 217: Let Us Have A Martial Arts Match (15)

When Qing tiredly opened the door to her guest room in the Wucheon Pavilion, Tang Nanah suddenly appeared and put her hands under her chin.

“Ta-da, a flower for Qing’er!”

Qing just stared blankly at that cheesiness with an exhausted expression.

Tang Nanah felt a bit embarrassed and disappointed that her gesture wasn’t appreciated, and was about to complain, but after seeing Qing’s face, she immediately raised her voice.

“Qing’er!? What’s wrong with your face!? Did you cry!?”

Her body had swollen during the torture, but after it ended, her face was puffy.

It was because she had cried until she was exhausted.

Qing replied with a tired look:

“It’s not like that…”

Her voice was completely hoarse, sounding almost like a hissing whisper.

“It’s nothing. By the way, where’s Master…?”

“She said she had to catch up with her friends today?”

Right, Master must have friends too, and they probably meet once in a while when they gather for events like the Murim Conference.

No wonder Tang Nanah was here.

She had taken advantage of the gap when Master was away to visit.

Regardless, Tang Nanah chattered about what happened today.

“Ah, right. Today the Matriarch guided the Half-Sword Double-Saber Association, you know?”

“What’s the Half-Sword Double-Saber Association…?”

“Ah, Qing’er doesn’t know. The Matriarch said it was good to see such enthusiasm, so why not form a small group, and that’s the name we decided on together.”

Namgung Shinjae pushed for the Sword Polishing Association, and Gongson Yoye shyly raised her hand in agreement.

Sword Polishing Association, a group for honing swords.

Then Peng Choryo suggested using the character for “path” and calling it the Path Seeking Association, with Peng Daesan supporting her.

They say “path,” but when Daoists push for “dao,” their intentions are obvious, aren’t they?

So as they raised their voices arguing, someone accused them of being like bats, flip-flopping between half-sword and double-saber.

That’s how they ended up deciding on the Half-Sword Double-Saber Association.

There was also a fierce debate about whether it should be Double-Saber Half-Sword Association or Half-Sword Double-Saber Association.

But since people usually say “sword and saber” when talking about blades, they argued that half-sword should yield once, and Peng Choryo accepted, saying “Now that I hear it, it makes sense. I guess the dao that comes first should yield once,” so it was decided as the Half-Sword Double-Saber Association.

“What is that… Well, whatever…”

Regardless, Qing was too exhausted.

In one step her jacket, in two steps her skirt, in three and four steps her undergarments were left like shed skin, and she flopped face-down onto the bed.

“Qing’er? You should lie down properly. Even if it’s warm, you should cover yourself with a blanket.”

“Do it for me…”

Tang Nanah is also a martial artist, so it’s not particularly difficult or laborious to pick up Qing and lay her down properly.

However, normally when someone is supported by another person, they unconsciously exert some strength to help, but Qing’s consciousness had already sunk deep, wandering somewhere between sleep and fainting.

Because Qing was completely limp and slack, Tang Nanah ended up struggling and grunting in the middle of the night.

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When Qing suddenly opened her eyes due to her arm falling asleep, it was still pitch dark in the middle of the night.

What was going on was that Tang Nanah was pressing down on Qing’s arm, with her face buried in Qing’s neck, breathing softly like a child.

When she didn’t know who it was, it felt stuffy, but now that she knew, the soft breathing sound wrapping around her ear was peaceful and pleasant to hear.

Anyway, it’s not like it’s hard to have Tang Nanah on top of the world’s strongest body.

The warmth enveloping her was so comforting, and feeling the slow, steady heartbeat transmitted to her somehow made her feel very reassured.

At least while they were touching like this, there probably wouldn’t suddenly be an ending like “it was all a dream.”

What kind of powder does she use to smell so nice and nutty? Ah, I want to warm up a glass of milk, blow on it gently, and drink it.

Qing smiled and closed her eyes again.

And when she opened her eyes again, she felt very refreshed, as if yesterday’s events had been a dream, as if it had been a dream… Yesterday was, ugh…

Qing shuddered and trembled.

Just thinking about it made her legs weak and her neck tense, it was such a terrible experience.

But she has to do that again? Nineteen more times?

Wouldn’t it be better to train for twenty years instead?

As Qing was seriously pondering this, Tang Nanah groggily sat up.

Qing smiled gently and greeted her:

“Nanah. Did you sleep well?”

“Huh? Huh?”

Tang Nanah’s expression turned dumb.

The poor Tang Nanah was greeted with a bright, welcoming smile up close as soon as she opened her eyes in the morning.

It was a scene very harmful to the heart.

Tang Nanah turned bright red and buried her head in the pillow.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing. It’s nothing. It has to be nothing. I’m, it’s nothing.”

“What’s wrong with you this early in the morning?”

Qing’s superhuman hearing picked up Tang Nanah muttering words about the Tang family needing a son-in-law, a talented servant to work for the family for life-

Then suddenly realizing, son-in-law? The morning was quite bright.

“Ah. What time is it? Nanah, I’m going! Master will be waiting.”

Qing hurriedly put on her clothes and dashed out of the room.

Using the peerless qinggong Thousand Li Flight, she flung open the door to the bath, and this time various fragrant scents of incense stung her nose.

Cheon Yuhak, who was fanning the fire under the wooden bath, said flatly:

“What, I told you to come leisurely after lunch. Why are you here so early?”

“Huh. You did? I was almost unconscious yesterday.”

“Hmm. I might not have said it. I was unconscious too.”

Looking at him now, Cheon Yuhak’s complexion was dark and completely soaked in fatigue.

“Master? Are you alright?”

“Even just boiling one bowl of medicinal decoction requires watching over the fire all day, so how much dedication do you think it takes to boil an entire bath?”

“Hmm. I’m grateful for that, but don’t you usually say it’s no big deal?”

“Heng. If you’ve worked hard, you need to show off to be appreciated. I went through hell all night for my disciple’s sake, so of course you should know.”

“Hehe. Thank you.”

It means that even though he collapsed from exhaustion yesterday, he got up in the middle of the night and was preparing a new medicinal bath all night.

It was truly something to be sorry and grateful for.

The resentment from yesterday washed away from Qing’s heart.

It was all according to Cheon Yuhak’s plan.

Did he say to come late yesterday? He didn’t.

That way, Qing would see his haggard appearance preparing the medicinal bath in the morning.

In fact, Cheon Yuhak knew his master as well as he knew dog poop. It was because his resentment had turned into hatred due to the harsh training and his master’s teasing.

The saying “inheritance of hatred” fit perfectly, so the master-disciple relationship of the Divine Thief often turned into a friendship close to love-hate.

But when Cheon Yuhak actually took in a disciple and tried to exact revenge for what he had received, he thought it would be better to be respected rather than have a brief enjoyable time.

That’s not to say he didn’t have an enjoyable time, he was actually pretending to be a good master while having tormented her as much as he wanted and planning to torment her more in the future.

But whether his inner thoughts were black or white, the fact that he poured his effort was true, so to Qing he was just a truly grateful master.

“Hmm. It smells really good. Hmm. Smelling it makes me, somehow, hungry…”

At the same time, her stomach growled right on cue.

Cheon Yuhak giggled and tossed something to her.

“Hmm? What’s this?”

“It’s yam.”

Qing looked down at the cleanly peeled yam in her hand. The smooth, slippery texture wasn’t very pleasant, but it did have a nice smell, something like a plant’s unique scent.

Taking a bite, it was hard and crunchy like a raw sweet potato, but also sticky and clingy in the mouth.

“Hmm. It’s surprisingly edible?”

“A delicately raised girl eats so well? It’s bland, so it’s a bit hard to eat raw unless you’re really hungry.”

Yams have a bad texture and no taste.

He just threw it out of spite, not really intending for her to eat it.

In fact, the delicately raised Cheon Yuhak can’t eat it.

Despite his rough appearance, Cheon Yuhak was a young master of a noble family and the head professor of the Hanlin Academy.

“Delicately raised? Who? Haven’t you heard I’m from a beggar background?”

“Oh, is that so? I thought you were a precious young lady from a wealthy and powerful family because you’re so full of grace.”

Cheon Yuhak smoothly turned his near slip of the tongue into a compliment.

Qing, not noticing this, giggled.

“I do have that kind of nobility, don’t I?”

“Nobility my ass. I’m the child of a prestigious family that has held fifth rank or higher positions for generations. But do you seem like that?”

“Shall I tell you honestly?”

“You’ve already said it all…”

Anyway, since she was already here, Qing chatted while helping prepare the bath.

Grinding yams and mountain yams, finely grinding onions, green onions, and lotus roots, and then taro…

“Master? Are you sure you’re boiling a medicinal bath? It seems to be turning into vegetable porridge.”

“I told you I’m not versed in medicine. I’m just preparing it as it’s been passed down, I don’t know why these ingredients are added either.”

“There’s ginseng in here too, right? I can smell it.”

“Ginseng? Hey, do you know how many roots of hundred-year-old snow ginseng are in there? Quite a bit of Restoration Pills went in too, and two Primordial Pills. This is an elixir bath. It’s an elixir absorbed by the body, not the mouth.”

“Oh, elixir. Come to think of it, I’ve never eaten an elixir. Oh.”

Suddenly, something occurred to her. When she was in the Demonic Cult, didn’t that bastard who called himself Supreme order her to bring all the elixirs along with the Fairy Arts?

Why did only the martial arts come and not the elixirs?

Did someone embezzle them?

Of course, the subordinates who only pretended to listen to the so-called Supreme had no reason to give precious elixirs to Qing.

Anyway, they freely gave out martial arts because learning them would only be a reason for not being able to return to the orthodox path.

In the meantime, the medicinal bath was completed.

“The elixir bath should only be given to disciples who have learned the Awakening Divine Art. It’s absorbed through the skin specifically for practicing the Awakening Divine Art, otherwise it’s better to just eat it raw. One dose of this leads directly to Five Star achievement.”

“Wow. Five Stars? That quickly?”

“The elixirs in here would probably add up to about 200 guan of gold. Actually, this doesn’t need to be done for disciples. Even for a Divine Thief, 200 guan is a bit burdensome.”

It meant he was doing it specially for her.

Qing was moved and performed a deep bow.

“Ah. Thank you, thank you again. This disciple will engrave the master’s grace in her bones.”

“Hmph. Don’t engrave it in words, show it in actions. And with you, you might achieve even higher than Five Stars. You absorbed all the medicinal properties yesterday, didn’t you? Originally, most of the elixir is wasted because it can’t all be absorbed, that’s why it’s not usually done.”

After seeing Qing completely absorb all the medicinal properties of the Stinking Sewer Medicine yesterday, he thought she could probably consume the elixir bath without leaving any leftovers.

Actually, it’s much better to slowly consume the ingredients over a year or two rather than make one elixir bath.

It was a secret technique used only when the successor was old or sick, or when an extreme remedy was needed because the whole body’s meridians had hardened.

“Now then, before getting into the bath, we should have lunch.”

“Oh. Then, what shall we eat for lunch? Hmm, why do I suddenly crave milk porridge so much today? How about that?”

“Why go out to eat when we’ve boiled a good medicinal soup? We put in all good ingredients, you should taste it. I’ll scoop some out and boil it with rice.”

He meant it was both Qing’s bath water and lunch.

Others might find it quite unsettling if they heard, but Qing just smiled brightly.

Thinking, “Wow. That sounds delicious.”

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