[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 315

Even while buried in the chair, the alarm keeps ringing periodically.

Ding!

[Hwonwon Stone (37/20)]

I’ve already surpassed the target of twenty. Yet, the skeletons keep moving around without rest.

These are the friends I painstakingly assembled for this auto-hunting.

Just touch the mobile phone, supply them with energy, and they move non-stop.

The scary thing about the undead I’ve observed so far is their sheer numbers and the madness of relentlessly charging forward without emotion.

There’s no sense of crisis protecting a human body. No inherent fear.

The absence of fear means they’ll charge forward without caring for their own bodies until they break, all with a single command.

—Click, click.

“Phew—”

Whether Arc Rich, who I sent with them, is working hard or not, the Hwonwon Stones are piling up neatly in the subspace.

I’d like to keep going, but Baekseol and Danpung might be waiting. It’s already been four hours since I came here.

Click.

When I stab the key into the air, a door that’s unpleasant just to look at appears.

As I step through, the world changes.

“Hey, wait. Didn’t Cheondo say they’re busy right now?”

“Argh—”

“Nope!”

Crackle! Crackle—!

Crunch!

“Yonseok, Cheondo won’t be back for a few days… huh?”

The moment I step through the door, I lock eyes with Grandfather Hyeoncheol.

Looking around, the ground is frozen, and electrical discharges are continuously happening on it.

“Huh? Guys, I’m out. What’s up?”

“I’m here!”

“Beep!”

Hearing my voice, the creatures jump in surprise, hopping in place before rushing over.

“Did you wait long?”

As I spread my arms, the creatures come running and hug me tightly.

“Ah, sorry. It took longer than I thought.”

“Together!”

“Beep-beep!”

“Yeah, yeah, sorry.”

Baekseol, who I’m holding, sniffs and licks me all over.

“I didn’t touch any other friends.”

“Yeah!”

They answer well, but they still don’t stop, as if suspicious.

Danpung, who climbed onto my shoulder, presses my cheeks and looks around before moving to the other shoulder and doing the same.

“Are you giving me a health check? I’m not hurt.”

“Beep!”

The commotion from the creatures is making me dizzy.

“Okay, okay. I’m really sorry. Let’s wipe your muddy feet first.”

Their footprints are all over me.

When I pick up Baekseol, she struggles while staring at my arm she was rubbing her face against.

The obsession is no joke.

“I really didn’t touch anyone.”

“Yeah!”

“You little rascal, you answer well. Let’s wipe your feet quickly.”

“Yeah!”

Even while struggling, they answer well.

Rabbits really are the best at answering.

“I thought you’d focus solely on fighting in the Demon Realm, but you’re taking breaks outside, huh?”

As I pull out a wet wipe to clean Baekseol’s feet, Grandfather speaks up.

There’s a strange emotion in his tone.

Looking at him, I sense a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

“I brought everything you asked for.”

“Hmm…? If it’s too burdensome…”

“I’ll take it out here on the floor.”

When I open the subspace, Hwonwon Stones pour out.

Clatter clatter.

One of them rolls and stops after hitting Grandfather’s foot.

“Sorry, Grandfather. One rolled away.”

“Together!”

“Okay, okay. My bad.”

“Yeah!”

“Baekseol, hind legs.”

“Okay!”

Baekseol sticks out her hind legs.

“Oh my, our rabbit, how much fun you must have had. You’ve turned into a wild rabbit.”

“Great!”

Between talking to Grandfather and worrying about Baekseol, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.

Thanks to this, my multitasking skills feel like they’re getting stronger every day.

“Is Baekseol a goblin too? She’s covered in weeds and goblin grass.”

“Okay!”

What on earth did she do while playing? It’s a complete mess.

As I remove the goblin grass stuck to Baekseol’s body, I look ahead and see Grandfather picking up a Hwonwon Stone that rolled to his feet, examining it closely.

“How on earth did you do this?”

“You said all the other goblins do it too.”

“What I said was catching about one a day…”

“Huh? Really? They seemed weaker than I thought, so I quickly saved them.”

“The Demon Realm…”

Grandfather starts to speak but then stops.

“Never mind. You’re a proper goblin now.”

“Of course. I’m a Heavenly Peach goblin.”

“I see.”

Uncle Hwadeok, who had been making a surprised face next to us, brings a basket and starts picking things up.

“Uncle, I’ll pick them up.”

“Haha, it’s okay. The youngest seems very busy.”

“Thank you. The kids must have had fun playing.”

“Excited!”

“Okay, Baekseol, that’s enough. Danpung, come here.”

As Baekseol climbs onto my shoulder, Danpung scurries down to the spot.

“Our Danpung has turned into a wild squirrel.”

“Piiit!”

Danpung, wagging his tail on my palm, feels heavier than usual.

Judging by the bulging scarf-like pouch tied around him, it seems he’s collected a lot.

“Danpung, what did you bring so much of?”

“Pit!”

Danpung pulls his neck out of the pouch and starts rummaging through it.

Then, he begins to proudly lay out the items he brought on my palm, one by one.

From a small unknown flower to an acorn and even petals.

“Wow, you’ve collected so many pretty things.”

“Pii- Piiit!”

Danpung hands me a single mistflower.

“Is this for me?”

“Piiit!”

Pom. Pom.

Danpung’s tail wags, tickling my palm.

“Thank you.”

As I pet the treasure-hunting Danpung, he melts like freshly steamed rice cake.

“Pii.”

Now’s the time.

I need to wipe Danpung clean while he’s being quiet.

“Swish swish. Danpung becomes a clean squirrel.”

“Pit.”

Meanwhile, Grandfather examines the other Hwonwon Stones and nods.

The quality seems quite good.

“I thought it would take at least a month, but you’ve gathered twice as much in just a few hours.”

“Is that enough?”

“Whatever’s lacking can be made up with the materials left in the workshop.”

As I continue talking with Grandfather, Uncle Hwadeok, who has finished organizing the Hwonwon Stones, approaches.

“Master, will thirty be enough?”

“Given the nature of the material, we’ll need at least a hundred.”

“I’ll bring them.”

“Do so.”

Uncle Hwadeok quickly leaves the workshop.

“Do we really need a hundred? What I brought seems far from enough.”

“It’s not a hundred Hwonwon Stones.”

“Then what?”

“Processing twenty Hwonwon Stones yields one Hwonwon Shell. A hundred Hwonwon Shells should be enough.”

“Huh…?”

If twenty Hwonwon Stones make one Hwonwon Shell, then a hundred Hwonwon Shells would require two thousand Hwonwon Stones.

That terrifying number, two thousand…

It also means that Marina must be caught.

Even that seems to be somewhat possible, but it still feels lacking.

“That iron bar is made of a material called Sinjincheol. The characteristics of Sinjincheol are flexibility and compressibility.”

“I heard that wound treatment doesn’t work well, is that true?”

“You know well. That’s the biggest characteristic of Sinjincheol. That’s why it’s also called the ‘God-Killing Metal.'”

“Then, the Ruyi Jingu Bang must be an incredibly powerful weapon, right?”

Grandfather’s face scrunches up in frustration.

“That’s just a dumb lump of metal shaped like a staff. Calling that a weapon is an insult to blacksmiths.”

“Ah, I see…”

At that moment, Uncle Hwadeok enters the workshop with something that looks like a Hwonwon Shell.

I thought it would be huge since it’s called a 100-unit shell, but it looks smaller than expected.

“I promised, so I’ll repair it for you.”

“Wow, thank you!”

“And while I’m at it, I’ll also fix that lump of metal that doesn’t even look like a weapon.”

“How?”

Grandfather seems to ponder for a moment while looking at the Ruyi Jingu Bang, then heads to the corner of the workshop.

He comes back holding something.

“This is the lump of metal called Sinjincheol.”

“It just looks like ordinary iron, doesn’t it?”

The Sinjincheol in Grandfather’s hand gives off a dull silver glow.

“It’s something I got from the heavenly realm. I’ll use this for repairs and imbue it with the characteristics of the remaining Hwonwon Shell.”

“What kind of characteristics?”

“Exactly that, characteristics. Do you have any wishes?”

“Hmm…”

If it were an ordinary weapon, I might have had a lot to say.

But the Ruyi Jingu Bang is already so unique that nothing specific comes to mind.

“Hey, youngest, how do you handle your weapon?”

While I’m pondering, Uncle Hwadeok chimes in.

“I just swing it, stab, and throw it, that’s about it.”

“If you’re into throwing spears, the ‘Return’ characteristic might be good. It seems like the weapon is already attuned to you, so it should fit well.”

“Return? The weapon comes back?”

“That’s right.”

“Ah, I see. So that’s what characteristic imbuing is.”

I couldn’t think of anything at first, but Uncle Hwadeok’s suggestion of the ‘Return’ characteristic seems pretty good.

“I want to go with weight increase and the ‘Return’ characteristic.”

“Given the nature of Sinjincheol, we’d have to cram in a ridiculous amount of Hwonwon Stone, so with the current materials, there’s a limit. How much do you want?”

I can’t calculate the exact numbers, but after hitting the Nine-Headed Demon, I roughly estimate that my strength has increased about 10 to 15 times compared to before.

“Fifteen times the current?”

“Not possible. If you want that, you’ll need to get more Hwonwon Stone.”

“Then how much is possible?”

Grandfather picks up the Ruyi Jingu Bang, lifting and lowering it repeatedly.

“Up to ten times should be possible.”

“Can I ask for that, then?”

“I’ll do it for you.”

As Grandfather prepares for the work, I stand quietly behind him, and Uncle Hwadeok gestures.

“Master doesn’t like being disturbed while working. Let’s wait outside.”

“Okay. But Uncle, are there weapons that get weaker? Sometimes you need to adjust them, right?”

Uncle Hwadeok strokes his chin and thinks.

“Hmm… Weaker weapons. That’s an interesting request. Want to see some of the weapons I’ve made?”

“Wow, yes, please!”

“Let’s head to the small workshop over there.”

***

While Yu Bit-na was working on interpreting the martial arts book that Han Ga-eul had given her, a knock came at her ear.

“Come in.”

Creak—

The repair company that fixed the broken door must have messed up their measurements, because…

The door opens with a loud noise.

“Why…?”

Yu Bit-na raises her head, frowning.

It was because of the badge on the chest of the person who entered.

“Hello, Vice Guild Leader Yu Bit-na.”

“…”

Without a response, the visitor tosses a stack of documents onto Yu Bit-na’s desk.

Yu Bit-na glares at the man for a moment before picking up the documents and starts reading.

“Reduction of Silver Wings’ authority, downsizing of personnel. What is this?”

“It’s exactly as it appears.”

“This is overstepping. Are you telling us to cut our guild members now?”

The man, who had been laughing darkly at Yu Bit-na’s words, points to the bottom right corner of the document with his finger.

Yu Bit-na’s eyes follow the man’s finger.

There, the seal of the person who approved the document was stamped.

“Park Chang-deok…!”

“If only you had provided the Saint’s information sooner. And it’s ‘Assemblyman,’ isn’t it? Should a leashed dog bark its owner’s name so carelessly?”

At that moment.

BANG-!

With a loud noise, the door to Yu Bit-na’s office suddenly bursts open.

“Bitna, I’m here~.”

“Who are you?”

“Huh? There’s a guest here. But since when did we get so close that you’re dropping honorifics? This punk, your manners are as bad as your face.”

A hollow laugh escapes the man’s mouth.

“Ha…! I asked who you are.”

“You’re looking for the Saint, right? I’m the Saint, you little shit.”

Yu Bit-na, seeing the Saint’s expression, hurriedly opens her mouth.

“No! Don’t cause trouble!”

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[Ruyi Jingu Bang (如意金箍棒)]

Durability: 44%

Weight: 135,000 geun

Grade: Ancient Myth

●Return (還)

[Owner: Heavenly Peach (天桃)]

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[Thunder Squirrel Danpung]

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[Equipment]

○Cloth

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“Beep.”