[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 269

Rustle. Rustle.

Grumble─!

“Peet?”

Maple, who had been playing with her ball on the computer desk, stood up on two legs and looked out the window.

“Pee- Pee-”

Maple pointed at the window and slowly wagged her fluffy tail.

“Yeah. It rumbled, right? It’s probably going to rain.”

“Peet!”

“Outside?”

“Peeet!”

“That’ll be good for growing.”

She waved her little hands as if explaining the cherry tomatoes she planted, but the meaning wasn’t entirely clear.

Maybe with more time and getting closer, I’ll understand better.

“Play!”

Baekseol’s voice echoed, and a dark shadow loomed.

“Gah!”

My face felt warm.

As I peeled off what was clinging to me, Baekseol was dangling from my hand, swinging back and forth.

“Baekseol, it’s going to rain soon. It just rumbled, didn’t it?”

“Play!”

“Peet!”

“Maple, do you want to play too?”

“Peeet!”

“Oh dear. It’s so dark outside.”

Baekseol seems to like it even more than Maple.

Maple, being a creature of nature, loves to run around outside, but I don’t get why this white house rabbit loves the outdoors so much.

Maybe she dreams of being a mountain rabbit.

If I leave them like this, they’ll turn into water-soaked rabbits and squirrels, and that’s a disaster waiting to happen inside the house.

“Oh my… Absolutely not.”

Just the thought is horrifying.

Dealing with water bombs right after a shower is bad enough.

Rustle. Rustle.

As I seemed lost in thought, the two started playing with the ball again.

Even while busy playing, they kept glancing outside.

I guess I’m the only one taking this seriously.

The one who gains two fluffy lumps must bear their weight.

“Kids, I’m going out for a smoke. Play nicely.”

“Peet!”

“Yeah!”

Click.

As soon as I got up and opened the door, a warm, humid air rushed in.

The further I walked towards the entrance, the heavier the air felt.

Grumble─!

“Hmm…”

As I opened the front door, the sky growled.

Thinking about going out to play in this weather already makes me feel sticky all over.

─Drip, drip.

“Phew─”

The cigarette smoke I exhaled pierced through the heavy air and rose to the sky.

I always thought cigarette smoke was heavy, but it seems lighter than the air before rain.

The problem is that the rabbit and squirrel’s butts are lighter than the drifting cigarette smoke.

“Sigh──”

But without them, life would probably be more boring.

Even if they forcefully inject energy, it’s still a good thing.

Plop. Plop.

Right on cue, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

If there wasn’t a rain cover over the front door, I would have had to throw away my precious cigarette.

“Phew─”

As I continued smoking and looked around absentmindedly, I noticed a clay pot at my feet.

Thanks to Maple’s diligent care, the soil looked fluffy and well-tended.

“Huh?”

Now I see a small sprout peeking out from the clay pot as raindrops fall on it.

When Maple was singing, the notification rang loudly, so it seems like she did something.

The image of Maple happily playing with the soil comes to mind.

“Such a fascinating little one.”

No wonder viewers called her the forest’s caretaker.

“Phew─”

The cigarette is burning down.

I need to flick the ashes, but the ashtray is a few steps away.

No choice but to walk in the rain, and there it is, already soaked and damp.

*Tap!*

I knock the pipe, and the ashes fall.

Even though I just smoked, a sweet taste lingers in my mouth.

“Tsk.”

I let out a sigh and head back inside, only to see the fluffballs rolling around on the desk, still playing.

“Kids, it’s raining outside. Wanna stay in the room with the AC on and chill?”

Before I even finish, two fluffballs come flying at my face.

“Ugh!”

“Play!”

“Peet!”

Baekseol rubs her cheek against my face, and Danpung’s tail tickles my neck.

“These little rascals.”

I pick up one fluffball in each hand, and they dangle there, swinging.

“I even set up a tower and a hammock for you to play on. Why do you keep sticking to my face?”

“Peet!”

“Yay!”

Seeing how happy they are, I guess they think this is part of the fun.

My clothes are in another room and the storage space, so the only thing of mine in this room is the broadcasting computer.

When I come to my senses, the room is already filled with their stuff.

“Well… as long as they’re happy.”

“Yep!”

“Peet!”

The two balls they were playing with are still on the desk.

I pick them up and put them in the storage space, and the quick-witted fluffballs start wriggling.

“Play!”

“Alright, alright. Let’s go play.”

For a moment, I think about hiring Son Goku as a babysitter, but then I remember his pale face and think better of it.

“There’s someone who helped your grandpa when he was sick. Let’s go say hi.”

“Yay!”

“Peet!”

***

Extreme Demon Hall.

It’s a massive hall located at the highest point of the Cheonma Shin Guild, known as the core of evil in the Murim.

As the name suggests, only those who have reached the Extreme Demon Realm (極魔), the opposite of the Flower Realm, can set foot here. But despite its name, the hall is filled with many people.

Even those at the peak of mastery are revered wherever they go in the Murim, and most leaders of major sects have reached this level.

But the Extreme Demon Realm is considered a step above. Though it’s just one step, the difference is as vast as heaven and earth.

Even a group of peak masters would struggle to lay a finger on someone in the Flower Realm, which in the demonic sect is called the Extreme Demon Realm.

“How can you send such a delicate thing alone! I won’t allow it as long as this old man has breath in his body!”

The Extreme Demon Hall, the most sacred and highest place in the Cheonma Shin Guild, where the absolute ruler, Cheonma, resides.

There, one of the guild’s elders, Grim Sword, was shouting at the top of his lungs.

His appearance, reminiscent of an immortal, didn’t match his current demeanor.

“Hmm!”

The other elders nodded in agreement.

“Ugh…”

This caused Cheonma to let out an involuntary groan.

Among the nodding elders was the Grand Elder, someone even Cheonma couldn’t easily dismiss.

“The Murim Alliance is sending all sorts of untrained birds like crazy. They’ve already figured out that Shin Yi is with us. What are we supposed to do?”

At this rate, the Divine Teaching Guild might as well become the Pigeon Guild.

But as soon as the Murim Alliance was mentioned, the elders’ eyes lit up, though Cheonma’s thoughts remained unclear.

The flow of time is something that even the ultimate realm cannot escape, and it has long been accepted as the natural order of things.

The legend of reversing age, known as “Banrohwandong,” only appears in myths or as a joke.

Despite this, there were elders whose stubbornly strong wills and bent backs refused to allow generational change. However, someone had come along to almost reassemble the bodies of these elders.

That someone was Shin Yi, brought suddenly by the Grand Elder, and that’s why they were causing a ruckus in the Extreme Demon Hall.

“I’m going crazy.”

These were individuals who had reached the realm of “Hyeongyeong,” a state above even the highest martial arts, and they were causing chaos in the Extreme Demon Hall in droves.

‘Not just one, but a whole bunch… I don’t know if this is thanks to Shin Yi or because of him.’

As soon as the Heavenly Demon called for a meeting, all the elders, as if they had been caught in a game of tag, entered the realm of Hyeongyeong and stormed into the Extreme Demon Hall.

It was obvious that if even one of them stepped into the martial world, rivers of blood would flow.

Who could possibly stop them? Even if you gathered all the rare Hyeongyeong-level experts in the vast martial world, it seemed impossible to win against even one of them.

Thanks to this, the Heavenly Demon was on the verge of losing his mind.

“Phew.”

Finally, the Heavenly Demon let out a sigh and turned his head to the side.

There stood his trusted ally, the General Commander, who was also the head of the Divine Teaching, nodding in agreement with the elders before him.

“Ugh!”

The Heavenly Demon, who had hoped the General Commander would wisely resolve the situation, ended up seeing this and felt his blood pressure rise.

***

After the meeting ended in disarray, the elders were walking toward the Black Dragon Pavilion.

“Absolutely not!”

“Hmm!”

In the martial world, where people risk their lives daily, it was harder to find someone who wasn’t injured than someone who was.

Given this, the martial world could only stomp their feet in frustration at the rapidly spreading news of Shin Yi.

Swoosh.

As the Grim Sword Elder walked, his white beard swaying, his sword was halfway drawn from his waist.

“If it’s come to this, we should send the injured to the afterlife. Then they won’t seek Shin Yi, right?”

“Genius. Why don’t you be the strategist? Didn’t the Heavenly Demon say that if even one of us steps forward, it would mean war?”

“Hmph.”

Under the teasing of the General Commander and the laughter of the Grand Elder, the Grim Sword Elder had no choice but to sheathe his sword again.

“Have you forgotten the treaty? The war with the orthodox faction is over.”

“Treaties are made to be broken.”

“Fair enough.”

At the Grand Elder’s remark, the conversation between the General Commander and the Grim Sword Elder abruptly ended.

“Grand Elder, what should we do then?”

“Hmph, we can’t just not send him. He’s a grown child, don’t coddle him too much.”

“Grown? He’s barely the size of a fist!”

At the Grim Sword Elder’s nonsense, the other elders walking alongside nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the General Commander finally came up with a solution.

“Why don’t we just let it be known that the child is on our side?”

“How so?”

“Teach him a bit of sorcery, perhaps?”

“Right! That’s why you’re the General Commander! But, the child has already learned divine techniques. Can he learn sorcery too?”

The General Commander glared at the Grim Sword Elder, who had hijacked the conversation with the Grand Elder.

“With the Grand Elder here, act your age.”

“You first.”

As the saying goes, men never really grow up, and the elders continued to bicker as they walked.

“Hmph.”

As they continued walking, they were almost at their destination.

Around that time, Han Ga-eul bursts out of the door of the place called Black Dragon Silver Town.

“Oh? Grandpa, Grandma!”

Han Ga-eul waves her hand toward the elders who seem quite far away.

Then, the elders, who were walking leisurely with their hands behind their backs, vanish into thin air and reappear right in front of Han Ga-eul.

“Child, have you rested already? Did you hurt yourself while treating the Young Master?”

“Nope! I’m strong as ever!”

“Hoho.”

Among the elders lined up around Han Ga-eul, Grand Elder Hyanghyang steps forward.

“Grandma.”

“Yes, child. I’m sorry to ask right away, but this old lady has a favor to ask.”

“What is it?”

“There’s someone who sent word that there’s a sick person here. Could you go and help? It’s up to you, so you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Han Ga-eul tilts her head at the Grand Elder’s words.

“Do you know them, Grandma?”

“Not really.”

“Hmm… Then it’s a bit bothersome.”

“Exactly! What a fine young lady you are!”

Unable to hold back, Grim Sword interrupts the conversation again, but the Grand Elder shoots him a look.

“Still, since it’s Grandma’s request, I’ll go.”

“Chuckle, thank you.”

Grand Elder Hyanghyang reaches out and pats Han Ga-eul’s head.

“Hehe.”

“Child, before you go, learn a bit of sorcery. I’ll teach you myself.”

“What’s sorcery?”

“Think of it as a special kind of martial arts, just as the name suggests.”

Upon hearing this, Han Ga-eul flicks her finger, and the solid blue steel stone in front of Black Dragon Hall begins to shake.

*Crack! Crack!*

The blue steel stone, known to be as hard as iron, shatters into pieces, scattering dust everywhere.

*Whoosh!*

*Clatter, clatter.*

Black bones rise from the ground, their crimson eyes glowing as they begin to form a line.

It was as if they were showing their absolute loyalty to their master.

“Like this?”

“Hmm… If it’s not divine, it’s going to become a martial arts menace.”

At Grim Sword’s muttering, the General Commander quickly snaps back to attention.

“Wait a moment. Let’s have a little chat among ourselves.”

“Okay!”

The General Commander hastily tries to manage the situation, leading the elders away from Han Ga-eul and whispering among themselves.

“What should we do? The child has no middle ground.”

“……”

“In terms of martial arts, there’s no one who can match her. Speak up, what on earth is that!”

“……”