Chapter 626

**Chapter 626 – The Lazy One is Received (1)**

“So, are you saying that no one other than someone at your master’s level could do this?”
“Exactly.”
“Then…”

The Master of Divine Abilities finally asked what he didn’t want to ask:
“What will happen to you?”
“Huh?”
“You said the energies inside you are gathered like a powerful sword, right?”
“That’s right.”
“If you can’t absorb them in the end, will you have to continue living with that monstrous appearance?”

Wei Yanho replied with an expression full of discontent:
“I thought I looked kind of cute…”
“Don’t say nonsense that deserves a lightning strike.”
“Tch.”

Wei Yanho shrugged… no, rather, he shuddered.

“Even though absorbing them is impossible, that doesn’t mean there’s no other solution. I can simply expel them.”
“Expel them?”
“It’s like vomiting something you can’t digest. You just have to release them.”
“Really?”

The Master of Divine Abilities tilted his head curiously.
“Then why haven’t you expelled them before and continued with that appearance?”
“…Grandpa Strategist.”
“Yes?”
“Would you throw away money you can’t use in the middle of the street?”
“…”

No, he wouldn’t.

No one would do something like that. You could give it away to someone, but not simply throw it in the street.

“I want to expel them too. Who would want to have something like this floating around?”
“It seems like you do.”
“Well… a little, yes.”

Wei Yanho smiled awkwardly. The stone in the Master of Divine Abilities’ chest became a little heavier.

“Anyway, when I think about expelling them, I feel too bad as a human being…”

Although the Master of Divine Abilities didn’t usually want to understand someone like Wei Yanho, this time he completely agreed.

*’Anyone in his place couldn’t expel them.’*

Spiritual energy pills?
What are those?

With the internal energy this guy has in his body, you could make a hundred *Dahuan Pills* and still have some left over. That’s a conservative estimate. If you only consider the amount of energy, you could make a thousand.

And just throw them away?

If you crushed a hundred *Dahuan Pills* in front of the leader of Shaolin, what would happen? That day a slaughterhouse would open in Shaolin. The leader would dance madly with a sword.

That would be the best.

The Master of Divine Abilities completely understood Wei Yanho’s feeling. Obsessing over internal energy is common among all martial artists.

“I completely understand how you feel, but do you really think that clinging to it will change anything?”
“I’m digesting it little by little.”
“…”

Wei Yanho put on a proud expression.

“It’s like when you eat until you can’t eat anymore, but if you do it little by little, you eventually finish it, right?”
“Y-yes.”
“Just like with food, if you have the will to digest the internal energy, you can gradually absorb it. That’s why I’m now gradually digesting it.”
“And how long will it take you to digest it all?”
“If I work hard until the day I die to absorb it…”
“…And then?”
“10%? That would be too optimistic. Maybe 5%…”
“Damn you, bastard!”

The Master of Divine Abilities kicked Wei Yanho. *Thud!* Wei Yanho went flying like a ball, bounced off the wall, and fell back onto the bed.

“What if it explodes?!”
“You said it wouldn’t explode!”
“It could happen!”
“Grrrr.”

The Master of Divine Abilities scratched his head in frustration.

What the hell was I doing?

He was the Master of Divine Abilities.

The busiest man in the world, leading the Righteous Martial Alliance. And here he was, fighting with a child.

If people saw him, how much would they laugh?

*’At least if this guy were weak, I would feel better!’*

It was true that, thanks to Wei Yanho, the martial world had overcome a great crisis. Sure, that crisis wasn’t over yet, but at least the fire under their feet had been put out.

Achieving something like that was an incredible merit.

Even if the Supreme Sovereign had been alive, he wouldn’t have been able to replace Wei Yanho. Objectively speaking, Wei Yanho was now the most important core of the Righteous Martial Alliance, someone that no one else could replace.

But why did this core have to be like this?! Why?! How?!

“Heaven is cruel…”

The Master of Divine Abilities let out a deep sigh.

And at that moment…

“Yanho, it’s time to eat!”

The door burst open and Wei Jeonghan entered with a large tray of food in each hand.

“…”
“…”

The Master of Divine Abilities and Wei Jeonghan looked at each other silently for a moment.

“…What’s that?”
“Food.”
“Now parents also serve food to their children?”
“…As you can see.”

Wei Jeonghan pointed to Wei Yanho with his chin.

The Master of Divine Abilities looked at Wei Yanho and sighed.

“Yes, I suppose going to the dining hall would be difficult.”
“Difficult?”
“…Then?”
“Honestly, even though he’s my son, it’s a little embarrassing…”

The Master of Divine Abilities understood.

Taking that guy around as if he were his son would be difficult. At least before he had a human appearance, but now he couldn’t even introduce him in public.

“At least scold him a little.”
“I’ll do it next time.”

The Master of Divine Abilities didn’t want to be there anymore. So he said the most appropriate thing:

“Anyway, the situation isn’t good. I’m going to convene a general meeting, so attend.”
“Me too?”
“Who else would go if not you? Bring him too.”
“…Understood.”

The Master of Divine Abilities sighed deeply and headed towards the door. But he stopped and turned his head.

“But I have a question… How does he eat with that appearance…?”

The Master of Divine Abilities closed his mouth.

His eyes clearly saw how a chicken leg floated in the air and was absorbed directly into Wei Yanho’s mouth.

“…Huh?”

Looking at Wei Yanho, who tilted his head in confusion, the Master of Divine Abilities smiled warmly. Then he turned and left.

*’Let’s forget about it.’*

Let’s erase from memory that there is someone who eats using *Gyeokgong Seobmul* (technique of manipulating energy from a distance).

What’s the point of remembering it? It only gives indigestion.

As he left, the Master of Divine Abilities looked at the sky. The blue sky made him feel something… how to describe it?

*’It’s very clear.’*

Very clear.

*’Why can’t I escape?’*

The Master of Divine Abilities was in a great dilemma.

Of course, the world is like that. You can’t always ignore the things you don’t want to see. Sometimes, you must face them to do what you have to do.

But, as a human, sometimes you want to reject that logic.

*Roll.*

It’s annoying.

The Master of Divine Abilities coughed and spoke:

“In the midst of our busy duties…”

*Roll.*

“First, I thank everyone for gathering here…”

*Roll.*

“AAAHHH!! Someone stop him!”

The Master of Divine Abilities breathed fire from his mouth, and Jangil and Wei Jeonghan ran to catch Wei Yanho, who kept rolling.

Those present frowned at the scene.

*’What is he doing?’*
*’Is that Wei Yanho?’*
*’We were saved by someone like that?’*

The atmosphere became somber.

Although the discontent was palpable, no one could express it.

First, Wei Yanho had done a great service to the martial world. Given his contribution, even if he laid down in the middle of the meeting and started eating chicken, the leaders of the factions should season it for him.

Second, although his appearance was strange… that was all. It wasn’t like he had chosen to look like that, and they couldn’t forbid him from attending because of his appearance.

And most importantly…

Namgung Jowi opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again.

He discreetly looked at the others.

It was strange.

It was a situation where anyone could say something, but apart from the Master of Divine Abilities, no one was pointing out Wei Yanho.

*’Why isn’t anyone saying anything?’*

He didn’t understand. Those present were the leaders of the main factions of the martial world.

The cores of the Righteous Martial Alliance, and even those without much connection but with great influence, were all there.

It was fair to say that the most important figures of the martial world were gathered. And yet, not a single critical voice towards Wei Yanho.

*The leader of Shaolin?*

Namgung Jowi looked at the leader of Shaolin, Gong Mujin. Apart from the Master of Divine Abilities, he was the one with the most authority.

But Gong Mujin didn’t seem to have any intention of reprimanding Wei Yanho.

Not only that, but he wasn’t even paying attention. He had his eyes closed, lost in his thoughts.

In other circumstances, he would have praised his composure as a great monk, but now he only seemed to be evading the problem.

*And the leader of Wudang?*

Namgung Jowi looked at Song Hyun and parted his lips slightly.

Song Hyun was staring fixedly out the window. His determined expression clearly conveyed: *”I won’t get involved in this even if I die, you guys solve it.”*

Namgung Jowi frowned.

*’This is…’*

He didn’t like that the elders of the martial world were silent in the face of such a spectacle.

Then, he should say something, but…

“Ugh.”

An involuntary sound escaped from his mouth.

It was complicated.

If that guy rolling around was anyone else, Namgung Jowi would have spoken. But it wasn’t just anyone: it was Wei Yanho.

Even for someone like Namgung Jowi it was uncomfortable to criticize Wei Yanho.

*’They say he’s crazy…’*

He had never heard anyone who dealt with Wei Yanho say anything good about him. Everyone made a disgusted face and shook their heads.

*’And he’s ridiculously strong.’*

Even if his personality was horrible, if they could at least ignore him, there would be no problem. But not even Namgung Jowi could handle him.

*’They say he beat the Heavenly Flowing Sword…’*

And he had now achieved feats that made beating the Heavenly Flowing Sword seem like a small thing.

Of insufferable character and brutal strength. Would there be anyone in the martial world who could reprimand him?

“Get up right now!”
“It’s not that easy!”
“How is it not easy for someone who eats with *Gyeokgong Seobmul*?! You could float in the air for the entire meeting if you wanted to!”
“Ehh!”

Wei Yanho jumped up.

*’That’s right.’*

He was definitely not normal. How could he be lying down in a place like this?

Although it was absurd, the Master of Divine Abilities and Wei Yanho’s companions didn’t seem surprised. So this was his usual behavior…

*’It’s a disaster.’*

Namgung Jowi understood that the martial world had witnessed the birth of an unprecedented phenomenon.

The Master of Divine Abilities took a deep breath and spoke:

“I have gathered you here to discuss the future.”