The Eunuch Regains His Manhood in the Second Round

25. Gu Il Shin Il Il Shin U Il Shin (苟日新 日日新 又日新)

The state of Hyungyeong is to complete the small universe through realization.

And the state of Saengsagyeong, which is only mentioned in legends, is to project the completed small universe onto the great universe and change its principles.

From the state of Saengsagyeong, according to records, it reaches the realm of natural disasters, such as breaking mountains and splitting the sky.

Honestly, I thought the records were exaggerated. But seeing Honwon Geomje actually flip the heavens and earth as recorded, it seems that the unbelievable records of splitting the sky and shaking the earth were all true.

“If you reach the ultimate state of the martial art I created, Ihapsingong, you can understand Honwonmugukdo.”

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As he looked at me, the Honwon Sword Master spoke.

“Disciple who holds both the soul of the Reverse Heaven and the martial arts of the Immortal Path, the darkness of the world has not yet disappeared. The ominous star of the Reverse Heaven will surely rise again. Even if I want to tell you more, I cannot, as it would violate the heavenly mandate. Disciple, until that day, diligently train in the Ihap Divine Art.”

At the moment when the Honwon Sword Master spoke to me in a meaningful voice,

Rumble.

With a loud noise, the world collapsed, and I opened my eyes.

“Gasp.”

I involuntarily swallowed a breath.

As my blurry vision cleared, the first thing I saw was the luminous pearl embedded in the ceiling.

And then, a small stone box placed on a stone altar illuminated by the light of the luminous pearl.

‘The Ihap Divine Art must be in there.’

The Ihap Divine Art.

The unique martial art created by the Honwon Sword Master 300 years ago.

The Ihap Divine Art, which had been passed down only to the head of the Gongdong Sect and his disciples after the Honwon Sword Master’s death, was lost to the Demonic Sect along with other martial arts in the Gongdong Bloodshed 50 years ago.

The efficacy of the Ihap Divine Art, in modern terms, is a counter.

Using the subtlety of the Yin-Yang Reversal, it freely changes the direction of force. According to records, it astonished Einstein, Newton, and Heisenberg, and even defied the laws of physics, the essence of modern science.

Of course, the only one who truly defied the laws of physics was the creator, the Honwon Sword Master, and the achievements of the subsequent heads of the Gongdong Sect and their disciples did not reach that level.

Nevertheless, as the highest martial art, one must master the lower-level martial arts to learn the Ihap Divine Art.

‘I was told that I must master the Hyunwon Sun Yang Art, the Honwon Moon Yin Art, and the Honwon One Qi Art to enter.’

The Hyunwon Sun Yang Art is the Yang Strength Art of Ascension, the Honwon Moon Yin Art is the Yin Cold Art of Ascension, and the Honwon One Qi Art is the Reverse Blood Art that achieves Yin-Yang Reversal.

All three were obtained or restored by my senior in my previous life, but even he, who had the Heavenly Martial Body, could not restore the Ihap Divine Art.

That’s right.

The unique martial art created by a martial artist who reached the pinnacle of life and death, which even the greatest genius, my senior, could not restore.

The path to the absolute strength that overturns heaven and earth lies in that small stone box.

I felt more excited than when I received a game console as a Christmas present in my childhood.

‘Hehehe, if I can just obtain this…’

The corners of my mouth lifted involuntarily.

The iron-like strength that would not bow even after enjoying the pleasures of the cloud and rain with three concubines for seven days and nights!

My desire to possess such strength was contained right there.

Thump thump.

As I reached out with trembling hands to open the stone box.

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“Disciple? Where are you? Disciple!”

The voice of my senior brother echoed from behind.

A voice choked with tears.

Wait, could it be?

No, right?

I can’t handle any more physical contact with my senior brother…

Just as my thoughts reached that point.

“Disciple!!”

Wham.

My senior brother attacked me from behind and hugged me.

I tried to naturally dodge as I sensed it with my energy, but I couldn’t avoid it in time.

Because my senior brother’s surprise attack was faster.

Damn it, like a celestial martial body.

My senior brother, who ambushed me from behind, wrapped his arms around my waist and clasped his hands together, hugging me tightly.

It was a textbook back hug.

Not satisfied with a frontal hug, now he’s even stealing back hugs from me.

My hands trembled.

My vision blurred slightly. Tears trickled down.

I haven’t even held hands with an absolute beauty, let alone experienced romantic moments! Why do I have to keep having such sticky skinship with my senior brother, a man?

Damn it.

Just as I was about to escape from my senior brother’s back hug.

“Disciple, I was scared. Suddenly, both you and Master disappeared… The main mountain was burning… I had a nightmare of being left alone again like in the past…”

My senior brother hugged me tighter and trembled.

“Sob, sob…”

My back became wet.

My senior brother was crying.

Drip.

A tear ran down my cheek.

It was a tear of humiliation.

My back was being dirtied by a man’s tears! My hands, which had been trembling since earlier, shook even more violently.

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My first back hug had to be from an absolute beauty.

As I was about to leave, she, in a devastated state, regretfully clung to me, crying out, “Don’t go! I can’t live without you anymore!”

The image of her tightly hugging me from behind, her jade-like tears soaking my back, was my ideal fantasy.

But reality was cruel.

Not only was my back hug taken by a man, but I also had to receive his tears on my back.

What kind of cruel reality is this?

“Are you okay, junior…?”

My senior asked, sobbing.

I naturally released his tight grip around my waist, using a wrestling technique.

Finally freed from his back hug, I stepped back to maintain a safe distance and said,

“I’m fine.”

“Did you pass the trial?”

My senior, with his eyes swollen red from crying, asked me.

No matter how handsome a face is, it should look somewhat ruined when crying. But that damn senior still looked unnecessarily handsome even with tears.

It felt like watching the legendary handsome actor Alain Delon cry.

Alain Delon’s looks were said to be more impressive than combining Song Yu and Pan An, so much so that restaurants would give him free meals and clothing stores would give him free clothes just for walking by.

My senior now possessed a beauty that surpassed even Alain Delon.

He could probably charm his way through the entire market with just his looks.

How could someone look like a scene from a movie even when crying?

Truly, he had the appearance of a walking heart demon.

Moreover, he had transformed into a body similar to mine from my past life, when I had achieved great success in the Guihua Treasure, making me feel even more peculiar.

I nodded at my senior’s words and said,

“Yes, I passed.”

While I was having a serious conversation with the residual thoughts of the Hunwon Sword Emperor and passing the trial, my senior seemed to be wandering in the trial.

That’s probably why he mentioned the nightmare.

“You’re stronger than me, junior… Amazing. I’m your senior… I should be protecting you…”

My senior started crying again mid-sentence.

“Hic… But… I couldn’t protect you… Not even in the trial…”

Although he trailed off, I could guess what he was going to say.

My senior was currently bound by the unnecessary obsession that he had to protect me because I was his junior.

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I passed through the Gimu Jin, but since he couldn’t, he must think he has no right to protect me, which is why he’s crying like that.

It’s obvious even without looking.

It’s not that his mental strength is lacking, preventing him from passing through the Gimu Jin.

He is the future number one in the world. It’s absurd that he can’t pass through something as trivial as this.

It’s just that I was too fast.

‘I shattered the Gimu Jin itself with my Mind’s Martial Path…’

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As is typical in martial arts novels, the standard for passing through the Gimu Jin, which stimulates trauma and desire, is to see through and overcome the illusions it presents.

But I didn’t follow the standard; I broke it apart with sheer force through my Mind’s Martial Path.

That’s why I mentioned that the Hwonwon Sword Technique is unique.

If I hadn’t used the Mind’s Martial Path and had attempted to pass through the Gimu Jin the conventional way, he would have passed through faster than I did.

“…Master… I…”

“There’s no need to cry over something like this. Senior.”

I said while watching the senior continue to sob.

If it were the beautiful tears of a stunning beauty, it might be different, but I no longer want to see a man’s tears.

So I needed to make sure his tears stopped quickly.

With a sigh, I took out a cloth from my pocket that I was going to throw away anyway and handed it to him.

It’s not a towel I use, so a piece of cloth should be fine.

“Master…?”

The senior looked at me and the cloth alternately with his swollen red eyes.

What the hell.

Those damn eyes.

As his gaze swept over my entire body, chills ran down my spine.

My hands trembled.

Why is he looking at me with such a sticky gaze, like a gay man?

Is it really right to say what I had prepared?

The senior’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

His gaze was filled with expectation for what I might say. With him looking at me like that, I can’t back down now.

Something feels off about this.

‘No.’

Having thought that far, I shook my head inwardly.

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No.

It might be okay to say this much. Yes, to become a true man, one shouldn’t be too afraid of every single word.

More importantly, if I don’t say something now, my senior brother will show that kind of behavior every time something like this happens in the future, and I can’t bear that.

It’s better to take the beating first, to endure the humiliation all at once now rather than to keep being humiliated later.

Having made up my mind, I looked at my senior brother and said.

“You don’t always have to protect me. Sometimes, I think I should be the one to protect you. Depending on each other like that is what true brotherhood is… camaraderie… is.”

I said, trembling, barely maintaining a smiling face.

Yes.

It’s better to stop his crying by mentioning the brotherhood that he cherishes so much than to let him keep crying.

“Junior brother…”

My senior brother’s eyes sparkled at my words.

“So please stop crying. Why does a man cry so much?”

I said sincerely.

I don’t know why he’s such a crybaby. Please stop crying. I don’t want to see it.

My senior brother smiled faintly at my words.

He carefully took the cloth I handed him and wiped his tears, saying.

“You’re right. Depending on each other is true brotherhood… I had forgotten. I’m sorry… junior brother. And thank you… for reminding me. Yes. A one-sided relationship isn’t good. Sometimes… I should depend on you too.”

My senior brother said with a bashful smile.

His bright smile made him look unnecessarily handsome like a gigolo.

Damn it, I grumbled inwardly as I turned my back and kept a safe distance.

His eyes were suspicious. I needed to keep a greater distance than usual.

I took a step further away from him and said.

“That’s enough. Now let’s leave the cave after taking the arrangement of the Honwon Sword Ancestor. Master must be worried.”

“Yes!”

I heard my senior brother’s voice.

It seems the situation has calmed down a bit. Hopefully, he won’t cry in front of me like that anymore.

He shouldn’t.

Well, I didn’t feel bad about it.

‘His crying face looks like a girl’s.’

Of course, he looked cool, and even his crying face seemed like a scene from a movie.

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Should I say he cries well and is a pretty flower boy type, like the male lead in a weekend drama of the 21st century?

But unfortunately, this is not modern Korea of the 21st century, but the Ming Dynasty of the 18th century in another world.

‘In this era, women are naturally attracted to tough guys, alpha males.’

The ideal handsome man of the medieval Murim world, influenced by Confucian Taliban ideals, was a bit different from my senior brother.

Not that it was a big flaw, given that my senior brother’s appearance was practically a scam. Anyway, I felt good discovering another of his weaknesses in addition to his gynecomastia.

Now, shall we unveil the secret of absolute virility?

Humming to myself, I opened the lid of the stone box.

Inside the box was a book titled “Ihap Singong” (離合神功) written in an antique script.

I carefully picked up the secret manual of Ihap Singong.

It was an old book.

If handled roughly, it could get damaged, which would be a disaster.

It was a precious martial art that would greatly aid in becoming a grandmaster of the sect, so it had to be handled with care.

As I was thinking that and carefully putting the secret manual of Ihap Singong into my bundle,

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

The entire secret chamber shook.

“Sa, Sa-je?! The secret chamber is…!”

My senior brother said in a startled voice.

At the same time, the stone wall behind the altar opened.

Cracks appeared in the ceiling, and stone dust fell.

This is obvious.

They must have set up a mechanism to collapse the secret chamber after taking the secret manual.

In the collapsing secret chamber, I infused my legs with internal energy and leaped up to pluck the luminous pearl from the ceiling.

Even if I leave, I must take the luminous pearl.

It’s all money, money.

“Stay calm and follow me, senior brother.”

“Uh…”

With the luminous pearl in hand, I led my senior brother into the passage that opened behind the altar.

Crash, crash, crash, crash, crash!

Soon, the passage was blocked by a pile of collapsed stones, shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.

Leaving the completely collapsed secret chamber behind, I hugged the bundle containing the luminous pearl and the Ihap Singong tightly and took the lead.

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Flinch.

Even in that moment, I didn’t stop doing Kegel exercises by moving my pubococcygeus muscle.

In the Great Learning, it is said, “If you can make it new, make it new every day, and make it new again and again.”

To truly make a day new, you must make it new every day, and again and again, a saying engraved on the washbasin of King Tang of the Shang Dynasty, also known as Tang’s Inscription.

It is a proverb that means not to be satisfied with today and settle down, but to constantly train anew every day to make further progress, and the same goes for stamina.

You should not be satisfied with today’s stamina and settle down. You must repeat Kegel exercises, jelqing exercises, taking stamina supplements, lower body training through horse stance, and external training every day.

If so, you will be able to achieve greatness as the ultimate alpha male.

With that determination, I escaped the cave with my senior brother.

It was time to return to the main base of the Joint Sect.