Heavenly Martial God - H.M.G Chapter 5 (Part 2):

Namgoong Hyuk remembered hearing about the Thousand Gold Pill.

Wasn’t it a pill that increased internal energy by ten years?

Considering that elixirs had become scarce after the war with the Demonic Faction, taking a Thousand Gold Pill was already a big deal.

‘Then where did all the energy from that elixir go?’

It was clear that all the energy from the elixir had been used to treat the Nine Yin Flow Blockage.

But still, ten years’ worth of internal energy drained in just four days?

Recalling his nearly empty dantian, Namgoong Hyuk broke into a cold sweat.

‘If this keeps up, I might not even last half a month. I could drop dead today.’

Thud!

The thought that his calculations might be wrong made his heart sink.

There was no time to waste.

If he delayed any longer, he’d be buried underground forever.

As he felt the chill of survival instinct and crisis run down his spine, Cheom Sang’s voice continued.

“The head of the Medicine Hall warned that elixirs shouldn’t be taken recklessly.”

“That quack? My body’s like this, and he’s telling me to stop taking elixirs?!”

Namgoong Hyuk’s eyes widened.

“Take me to where the elixirs are!”

“But the head of the medicine hall said no! Too much is as bad as too little. He said taking too many Thousand Gold Pills could be dangerous.”

“I’m going to die, you hear me?”

“The head of the Medicine Hall said you’d be fine for a month, so don’t worry.”

“I’ve got two weeks at most… I could die tomorrow! That damn quack.”

Namgoong Hyuk shook off Cheom Sang’s hand.

“Look, you don’t have to do anything. Just show me the way.”

“Young Master, calm down. If you’re in pain, you shouldn’t move recklessly. I’ll bring it to you.”

“Forget it. I’ll……”

While Namgoong Hyuk was arguing…

Creeeeak!

The sound of the door opening drew Namgoong Hyuk’s attention.

‘What now?’

About a dozen people were gathered at the door.

In the center stood a tall middle-aged man dressed in luxurious black silk robes.

His icy, emotionless face and eyes that seemed to peer into an abyss created an eerie sense of pressure.

“What are you doing right now?”

A voice filled with overwhelming authority echoed through the room.

It was the aura of an absolute ruler standing above countless people.

Just his voice alone seemed capable of freezing the entire room.

Namgoong Hyuk instinctively realized.

‘The Family Head.’

Cheom Sang, who was bowing deeply beside him, confirmed it.

“Greetings, Family Head!”

Namgoong Hyuk’s eyes widened.

“Move!”

Pushing Cheom Sang aside, Namgoong Hyuk stumbled toward the Family Head.

His legs, supported by splints, splayed awkwardly as he walked, making for a comical sight.

“Ugh, argh!”

Namgoong Hyuk staggered, the pain from his broken leg causing him to hobble toward Namgoong Jang Cheon.

Thud! Thud thud! Thud!

The splints made rhythmic sounds as they hit the floor.

“Ugh……”

“…….”

The atmosphere grew solemn for a moment.

Namgoong Hyuk, struggling to walk, eventually collapsed face-first onto the floor.

Thud!

“Ugh!”

The impact resonated through his bones, and Namgoong Hyuk’s mouth opened wide.

As he groaned in pain, the Family Head, Namgoong Jang Cheon, roared.

“What are you doing lying there? Get up immediately! Is this the disgraceful behavior befitting the bloodline of the great Namgoong Family?!”

It was a thunderous scolding.

Namgoong Hyuk wiped the blood from his nose with a dazed expression and looked at Namgoong Jang Cheon.

‘……Even the Sword King never yelled at me like this.’

It was absurd and frustrating that his descendant was now yelling at him.

The loud voice even startled the family members who had come with him.

“F-Family Head!”

“Please calm down. The Young Master is currently a patient.”

“Family Head!”

Namgoong Jang Cheon turned to the family members and shouted firmly.

“Everyone, leave! Today, I will teach this boy the way of a king!”

“Family Head!”

“All of you, leave!”

At Namgoong Jang Cheon’s roar, the family members flinched and stepped outside.

Geum Cheom Sang also hesitated but eventually had no choice but to leave.

As they left, they glanced back at Namgoong Jang Cheon with uneasy eyes.

‘What’s he planning to do?’

‘Sigh, his fiery temper is showing again. But the Second Young Master is different from the others……’

‘I hope he doesn’t faint again.’

‘Please, go easy on him this time…… he’s got no healthy parts left.’

As the people left, their unease lingering behind, Namgoong Jang Cheon peeked outside to confirm they were gone.

And in that moment.

“Hyuk! Ah, my soooon!”

The icy aura vanished completely as Namgoong Jang Cheon helped Namgoong Hyuk up.

Namgoong Hyuk was stunned once more.

Was this the same person who had just been yelling at him?

Where did that kingly aura go?

The overwhelming pressure from earlier had long since disappeared.

‘What’s going on here?’

Namgoong Hyuk stared at Namgoong Jang Cheon with a bewildered expression.

“How could you suddenly move like that? Your leg isn’t fully healed yet!”

Namgoong Jang Cheon fussed over Namgoong Hyuk, checking his body with concern.

“Where does it hurt? Are you feeling cold? No, your face is so pale. How much pain are you in, huh?”

Watching the Family Head fuss over him, Namgoong Hyuk’s eyes gleamed.

He realized this was a perfect environment to manipulate the Family Head.

“I feel like I’m about to die, so I need an elixir……”

“Who said you’re going to die? Didn’t I tell you not to say such things? This father will never let that happen to you!”

“That’s why if you give me an elixir…”

Before Namgoong Hyuk could finish, Namgoong Jang Cheon shouted toward the door.

“Why is this room so cold? Bring more firewood! Double the amount! Where’s the brazier?!”

‘What brazier? I need an elixir!’

The room was already stifling—why firewood or a brazier? Wait…

‘……It’s cold?’

Namgoong Hyuk subtly pulled the blanket closer.

Cheom Sang, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly searched for the brazier.

Namgoong Jang Cheon patted Namgoong Hyuk’s shoulder with a worried expression.

“Don’t worry. I’ll search the entire world to find a way to cure your illness.”

“No, I mean, I need an elixir……”

“I’ve told you repeatedly, be careful and be careful again. If you need anything, tell Cheom Sang immediately, and don’t move on your own. Always ask for help. Understood?”

‘……Does he not want to give me an elixir? Why does he keep cutting me off?’

Namgoong Hyuk frowned at the constant interruptions.

“This is bad! Your body is already cold. Why isn’t the brazier here yet?!”

Namgoong Jang Cheon pressed his hand against Namgoong Hyuk’s forehead and anxiously looked outside.

Namgoong Hyuk forced a smile.

‘Just listen to me.’

Instead of just worrying.

‘He’s completely different from the Sword King.’

Sword King was as decisive as a blade.

Tsk tsk, clicking his tongue inwardly, Namgoong Hyuk quietly observed Namgoong Jang Cheon.

He was starting to get a rough idea of how this body had managed to survive until now.

Father, huh?

This is a bit……

‘How old is this guy?’

He didn’t even look half his age from when he’d retired from the martial world.

Since he was over a hundred and fifty now…

‘He wasn’t even born during the Bloody Demonic War.’

Throb.

The pain in his chest reminded him of the threat to his life.

‘Damn it, I’m about to die, and I’m worried about age?’

What wouldn’t he do to survive?

After a moment of hesitation, Namgoong Hyuk opened his mouth.

“…Father, I have a favor to ask.”

The threat to his life had a remarkable effect.

Calling someone he barely knew “father” and asking for a “favor.”…… it was unbelievable.

Namgoong Jang Cheon, who had been anxiously looking outside, widened his eyes.

“Yes! What do you need? Tell me everything. This father will get it for you.”

He had been saying what he needed all along, but with his life on the line, he could repeat it ten more times.

Namgoong Hyuk put on a pitiful expression.

“I need an elixir. My body feels cold, and even after taking medicine, I don’t feel any better. I’m coughing more too. Cough, cough! Cooough!”

Namgoong Hyuk glanced at Namgoong Jang Cheon’s reaction and coughed even harder.

Namgoong Jang Cheon’s pupils shook.

“……An elixir?”

“Yes, an elixir. For the Namgoong Family, getting one or two elixirs is nothing, right?”

Namgoong Jang Cheon flinched and subtly avoided eye contact.

“Y-yes, of course.”

‘Why is he avoiding my gaze?’

Namgoong Hyuk tilted his head at Namgoong Jang Cheon’s strange reaction.

“Really?”

Shake!

Namgoong Jang Cheon’s pupils shook violently before settling back.

He patted his chest and said, “Trust this father! I will definitely get it for you, so you absolutely must not worry about it. Ahem, ahem!”

His voice was firm, but his eyes were darting around, unable to focus.

Namgoong Hyuk’s brow furrowed deeply.

‘I’m already starting to worry.’

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