[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 88

Ding-a-ling!

[The infusion of the Wangakdo (望嶽刀) – Halhunhyo (割昏曉) by Yama, the Demon King of Hell, has been confirmed.]

Looking at the message that popped up, it seems Yama left it behind as a “gift.”

Now, the last thing to deal with is…

“Disappear!”

“Master, what are you doing?”

“……”

A cool breeze blows in, bringing with it a wave of embarrassment.

A crown and three swords are left lying on the porch.

With even Bonggu gone, there’s no one left in the yard to ask.

“Why won’t it disappear? You said it would vanish.”

“You can do it. Hang in there!”

“That’s not it……”

No matter how much I shout, the swords and crown refuse to disappear.

Just as I’m pondering whether to leave them here and go, my left eye suddenly starts throbbing.

Ding-a-ling!

[The Heavenly Eye (天眼) reacts to the Truth.]

[Wisdom opens its eyes.]

[Wisdom (智慧) dwells in the left eye.]

[The Heavenly Eye transforms into the Eye of Wisdom (慧眼).]

[You understand its function.]

My vision forcibly expands, and the world feels brighter.

The pain was momentary, but the real issue is that some unknown higher-ups keep doing weird things to my body.

“Baekseol, has anything changed about me?”

“Nope. You’re the same.”

“These jerks keep messing with my body.”

**《The infinitely wise Saripul smiles benevolently.》**

“Gah! Who, who are you?”

In the blink of an eye, a lotus flower blooms extravagantly and then disappears as if it was never there.

My shout of “Who are you?” just echoes across the field, with no answer in return.

Weirdos keep barging in out of nowhere.

“Sigh—. My head hurts.”

After that, no matter how much I strain my eyes or try all sorts of things, as always, I can’t tell what’s changed.

Just as I give up on understanding and look at the item Yama handed over…

Ding-a-ling!

[Wangakdo (望嶽刀)]

●Myth is woven into it.

○Myth is accumulating.

●A blade once wielded by Yama, the Demon King of Hell who governs the underworld.

●Forged by the blacksmith of hell using the flames of the Great Inferno where sinners melt and flow.

●Created by the Ghost Artisan of Purgatory with the sole intent of splitting Mount Tai.

●Yama, who suffered under Mara Papiyas, handed over the cherished Wangakdo to Cheondo.

○It is said that Yama, having lost the Wangakdo, wept tears of blood while embracing the divine beast Bonggu.

Owner: Han Ga-eul (Heavenly Peach)

“Wait, what did she do to deserve this?”

I immediately understood what had changed.

The narratives of items imbued with myth are now visible to the naked eye.

Feeling guilty for doing something terrible to Yama, a part of my heart aches.

“Sorry about that.”

After apologizing to the vanished Yama, I glance over the remaining items, and their descriptions pop up too.

[Two Nameless Swords]

●A pair of swords prepared by Mara for Cheondo.

Owner: Han Ga-eul (Heavenly Peach)

“Hmm, simple, huh?”

Setting aside the sword with no special description, I pick up the last remaining crown.

It happened.

Ding!

[Ruthless Destruction]

● It is imbued with demonic energy.

● A crown and key prepared by Mara, the King of Tahuazhaijie, for the Heavenly Peach.

● It was created by forcibly extracting the essence of the Twelve Heavenly Beings, who were defeated in the war against Mara, and mixing it with Mara’s essence.

Owner: Han Ga-eul (Heavenly Peach)

“What’s with all this extracting and mixing?”

“Nice.”

“Suddenly, what’s nice? Do you like this?”

“Yes.”

Baekseol tapped the crown I was holding with her short front paw.

“Ji-ji-ya.”

I picked up Baekseol, who was hanging on my shoulder with her legs stretched out.

“We’ve checked enough, let’s go to sleep.”

I tossed that strange crown onto the porch, not knowing what might happen if I messed with it, and when I got up, the piled-up items suddenly disappeared.

Ding!

[Subspace injection by Yama, the Demon King, has been confirmed]

“Huh?”

Just in case, I reached out and thought of a sword, and like magic, a sword appeared in my hand.

“Ugh. Look at the speed of this work.”

I put the sword away and reached for my phone, but it was gone too.

Despite the grumbling coming out of my mouth, I felt pretty happy to have gained a skill that was more useful than I thought.

“Baekseol, let’s really go to sleep.”

As soon as I said that, Baekseol tapped her paw in the air, and the world flipped, instantly changing the scenery to the rooftop room.

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“Ugh!!”

I peeled off the warm, fluffy lump stuck to my face, and finally, cool air seeped in.

“Haah─.”

The little one who always sleeps on my palm was now stuck to my face as soon as I opened my eyes.

Now, even this feels like part of the routine.

I laid Baekseol down on the pillow, grabbed my cigarettes and phone mount, and headed out to the yard.

─Click. Click.

“Phew─.”

<Lady Han Ga-eul has started broadcasting>

I exhaled smoke, waiting for the viewers to gather, but the speed at which the numbers were rising was unusual.

[Manager Han, working hard as always]

[Hi, Ga-eul]

[Good morning, Room Master]

“Hey. My kids, did you sleep well?”

[Room Master, can’t you start a bit later? My alarm went off in the morning, and I rushed here lol]

[For real lol Room Master got me praised by my mom]

“If I don’t turn it on, you guys flood my community with memes.”

[That’s true lol]

As always, I exchanged greetings with the viewers and continued with small talk.

Until they arrived.

[Ding!]

[GoodMorningPD has sponsored 1,000 won]

[Hello, Streamer Han Ga-eul, I couldn’t find a way to contact you privately, so I’m reaching out like this. At the boat party…]

“Ah, 1,000 won, huh…”

“Can’t hear you.”

[LOLOLOLOLOL]

[They’re here]

[Bangjang’s at it again]

[You’re gonna explode, you little brat, serve up that high mountain rice!]

It’s been quite some time since the broadcast started. By this point, the number of viewers usually stabilizes.

Viewers: 277,146

..

..

Viewers: 278,635

..

[Wow, what’s up with the viewers? They’re flooding in like crazy]

[At this rate, all the Korean viewers in this time zone must have gathered]

My average number of viewers had skyrocketed past 8,000 since the cruise party and was heading towards 10,000.

Definitely not a small number. But it’s not just surpassing that, it’s flying past it.

Even when I was eating ramen yesterday, it wasn’t this crazy. The information that had been spreading gradually seems to have exploded like a contagious disease since last night.

[Ding!]

[greenwaltz donated 100 bits]

[What’s your SNS handle. I’ll follow you :D]

“Fuck off.”

[You crazy b*tch!!]

[Get lost]

[ru seriously?]

“Yeah. I think he is a dumb ass.”

[Seeing how he can’t understand a word, he must be an idiot]

[LOL look at Bangjang’s smooth tongue]

[lol so f*cking hot]

[hey dude where are you from?]

“it depends on you.”

[LOLOLOLOLOL]

[If you act like a jerk, you become a North Korean]

[Thanks, translator]

[Wow, now our Bangjang has become a nationwide crazy b*tch]

[Bangjang should be sent to the slums]

It seems the info has spread overseas too, as I’m starting to see some English chats.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

…

[Ding!]

[PD from Real Story donated 10,000 won]

[Hello, digging into the truth…]

“Ah, 10,000 won? Can’t hear you.”

[Ding!]

[Scoop News donated 1,000 won]

[For the public’s right to know…]

“Why are you looking for that from me, you damn brat. Don’t I have the right to spin your bald head?”

[Ahhh!! Restrain her! Restrain her!! Where’s Chulbong!!]

[Ugh, someone please buy brakes for our crazy b*tch]

“Why is my private life your right to know, you moron. Don’t we have a lawyer among us? Send that guy a happiness coupon. I’ll stamp it for you.”

The chat window is flying by so fast that the wisdom I gained yesterday is getting blurry.

Plus the endless stream of donation messages. It feels like this will never end.

“My babies, if I put you in my eyes, it’ll hurt like hell!!!”

[Yes, ma’am!]

[(･`◡´･)ゝ]

[(๑°ㅁ°๑)ゝ]

“Gentlemen! The dam has a hole. At this point!”

[Gasp..!]

[Shall we head to the Workers’ Party building?]

“Open the floodgates.”

[General! How could you make such a decision!]

[Please have mercy, Your Excellency!]

─BANG!!

“We are!!!”

[Gulp…]

“We will compete fairly with agitation, fabrication, and abuse of power!”

[Sound the drums of war! Agitation! Fabrication! It’s war!]

[Plunder! Train! Brainwash!]

[Blood! Let’s see blood!!!]

After extinguishing the cigarette I was smoking, I rushed into the room and restarted the broadcast on my computer.

As I sat in the chair, clicking the mouse, Baekseol flew in and landed on my head.

“Newcomers. This is my partner, Baekseol. Say hello.”

[LOL Baekseol is so cute]

[Baekha]

[Wow, so adorable]

Looking at the broadcast screen, I saw Baekseol fluttering her front legs on top of my head.

While Baekseol was drawing attention, I opened the broadcast info and listed the regular sponsors in order of their subscription date.

I dragged and scrolled down with the mouse.

Swipe!

The number showed about 500 people.

<A chat moderator has been registered>

[⚔️What’s the Room Master doing? Focus!]

[⚔️What’s with that guy? He’s got a silver sword?]

[⚔️What? I’ve got one too]

“My children! From now on, we begin the process of screening backgrounds. We’ll keep the core group and the brainwashable wavering group, but we’ll mercilessly cut out the hostile group!”

As soon as I finished speaking, the chat window erupted.

[⚔️The command of our beloved leader has been given!]

[⚔️Move quickly, folks!]

[What are you doing?]

“If anyone gets unfairly banned, quickly notify me through my Tricker and return!”

The chat began to be stained with blood.

[⚔️If you get unfairly banned, quickly post on the Room Master’s triple community]

[The people have the right to know]

ㄴForced Exit.

[⚔️Shut up, you brat!!]

[⚔️For the great Comrade Ga-eul, who commands like a madwoman with the spirit of Baekdu Mountain!]

[Lady Han Ga-eul, the people’s rights should come before personal gain.]

ㄴForced Exit.

[⚔️Shut up, you reactionary scum!!]

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