Chapter 267: TranQingdent (4)

Sima Chunfeng always feels lonely.

Yes, loneliness.

This is because she was born with an exceptionally brilliant mind.

Things that are obvious at a glance to her, others struggle and don’t know what to do with.

So there’s no one to walk together with.

It’s so lonely.

Even if I just walk, even if I slow my pace to an unbearably frustrating crawl, no one can keep up.

That’s right. A single crane standing among sparrows. No matter how much the sparrows run, they can’t match one long stride of the crane.

Even if they flap their tiny sparrow wings thousands of times, they can’t keep up with one flap of the crane’s wings.

That elegant crane is me…

“Ah. How truly lonely.”

At this, Deputy Chief Kang Jihwang clicked his tongue.

“There she goes being dramatic again. If you have nothing to do, make a list of candidates for instructors at the Righteous Martial Arts Academy.”

“Didn’t you see it on your desk? I roughly sorted them out, so check them, huh, with your abilities Deputy Chief, you’ll have to pull an all-nighter. Huhut.”

A vein popped on Kang Jihwang’s forehead.

If she couldn’t do work she’d at least get scolded.

I’ve never seen her actually working, but whenever I tell her to do something it’s all on the desk, it’s enough to make ghosts cry.

Sima Chunfeng sat on the windowsill of the Military Department again in a mysterious pose (she thought) and just stared outside endlessly with eyes full of melancholy (she thought).

“I think. Perhaps, these foolish, same humans, no? Aren’t we fundamentally different? If they’re humans then I’m a divine person, if I’m human then they’re monkeys…”

Kang Jihwang shook his head slowly.

“Isn’t it all the Chief Military Official’s fault?”

“How is it my fault that the child was born with a unique nature?”

“Of course the child would be a bit twisted when you gave her such a name. From what I see, it’s all because she doesn’t like her name.”

“No, what’s wrong with Chunfeng? Chun, just hearing it brings to mind beautiful spring flowers blooming, it’s a good name. Feng. Do I need to explain whether phoenix is a good name or not?”

“Didn’t you forcibly combine those two…”

“Isn’t adding good to good obviously better? Adding a good name to a good name, it becomes doubly good.”

“Hmm. I’m not sure if Sima Chun or Sima Feng are such good names either. At least I know the Chief Military Official shouldn’t name people.”

“Why, Pilduk turned out fine.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jihwang firmly closed his mouth.

That Sima Pilduk guy seriously asked last time while pouring drinks if he should enter one of the Nine Great Sects and receive a Dao name.

Regardless, Sima Chunfeng was deeply immersed in her own world.

I am a lone crane, loftily existing alone, but sometimes I need someone who understands to match steps with.

Because even I feel lonely sometimes…

“Right. Perhaps that person.”

Sima Chunfeng thought of the orthodox martial arts world’s new towering Divine Dragon.

First of all, she’s an incomparably beautiful woman.

Cat-like eyes and lips that form a slightly pouty curve, judging by her face she looks like a picky person with terrible stubbornness who absolutely won’t listen to others.

But it can’t be helped.

The world that young genius feels, the frustration of geniuses that this Miss Sima always feels, must be filled with the feeling of giving up on seeking others’ understanding because it’s too frustrating.

Nevertheless, her abilities are outstanding.

This is also something we have in common, having the commonality of being the genius of the century with both beauty and ability.

Yet she didn’t neglect her duties.

She didn’t reveal an achievement worthy of sufficient praise just for some poor beggars, fulfilling the duty of a genius personally molded and placed in the world by Nüwa, the mission to widely benefit the world, unlike ordinary people.

Just like herself!

Life returned to Sima Chunfeng’s eyes.

“Perhaps, perhaps…!”

Moreover, Nüwa is mischievous.

After molding such a perfect person, she deliberately attached one fatal flaw, a shameful lump of flesh with no use, so she can’t help but call it mischievous.

The Divine Dragon also shared the same pain.

Now it even makes her think that because of some absolute balance in the world that even Nüwa can’t help, she had to attach a flaw with tears in her eyes because a human molded too well can’t be perfect.

The mark of a genius, or the pain of a genius!

Then the reason this body’s flaw is bigger is also explained!

“That’s right. Even for someone like me, I need one person to stand shoulder to shoulder with…”

Sima Chunfeng doesn’t hesitate.

Because she has absolute confidence in her judgment, she doesn’t think at all that it could be wrong.

Sima Chunfeng leapt down from the windowsill.

Murong Juhui lay on the floor and fidgeted.

As a fellow victim of the same bombing, Qing knows that feeling well.

When you get hit once. You experience the realization that the expression “your mind goes blank” is very accurate as you roll on the floor in a purely blank state.

But, the strength control should have been perfect, isn’t it time to get up?

The sensation transmitted through the fist, precisely the protruding part of the second knuckle of the middle finger, was perfect. The scalp wasn’t torn and the skull wasn’t damaged.

The point Qing overlooked was that she had already built up some resistance to nuclear noogies through multiple bombings.

For Murong Juhui, it was truly a new world.

How much more for facing the weapon among weapons, the death heralding the end of the human world, the destroyer of the world?

So Qing looked down at Murong Juhui lying on the floor, writhing and silently screaming.

Something, how should I say, the way she’s writhing…

It’s really pitiful but somehow I keep wanting to watch.

Qing didn’t know, but her lips were already forming an elegant and soft curve.

“Stop exaggerating and get up.”

“It’s not exaggeration, ugh…”

“Come here.”

Qing patted her lap again.

After Murong Juhui obediently came into her arms again, Qing firmly pressed and stroked the impact point.

“Ah…”

Murong Juhui let out a sound without realizing.

Because the cool hand stroking her head was so gentle. And the soft voice whispering in her ear.

“Now. We’ve both hurt a lot, so there’s no resentment left, right?”

“Th-this, this isn’t it…”

“And, sleep here tonight.”

At this, Murong Juhui shook her head firmly.

Qing rubbed her eyes on the hair rubbing her hand, hmm, is this a bump? It’s protruding.

“I’m fine. If I act too spoiled I won’t get better, so I’m trying to endure as much as possible. So-“

It was quite admirable words.

But it was also foolish words, so Qing cut her off mid-sentence.

“Come on. You’re not fine, with those sunken eyes. Didn’t you say you can’t sleep alone? Actually, I’m the same. When I’m alone I absolutely can’t close my eyes.”

“Why? Someone as strong as Miss Ximen, though you’re in the Transcendent Realm now, but more than that your heart is truly strong…”

“How could that be? I’m scared and struggling too. But because it feels like better things will happen, because I believe good days will surely come if I endure somehow.”

It was an enlightenment gained while crossing the wall.

I was afraid there would be something vicious beyond the wall, but after crossing I saw there was just an endlessly stretching road far ahead.

So I’m still anxious, but when I close my eyes alone, what if all this ends as a dream when I fall asleep, what if it’s that cave somewhere in Liaoning, I absolutely can’t shake off the great fear.

But what can I do? I have to endure.

If I endure, I’ll become Transcendent Qing like this and rise to the Unrestrained Realm, Profound Realm, Life and Death Realm one after another and reach the conclusion of smashing Yan Yeonyoung, smashing the status window.

Besides, if I can’t sleep alone, I can sleep together.

“There’s no need to forcibly use difficult methods to endure. If there’s a comfortable method, you should do that. First you have to endure, right?”

“Th-thank you, really, for being so kind to someone like me, it’s too much kindness for such an incompetent and bad woman.”

Why does she have such low self-esteem?

Or was she like this from the start?

Thinking about it, it seems she was like this from the start.

People with confidence in themselves don’t reveal inferiority complexes by comparing themselves to others.

She was an incompetent and bad woman from the start, I guess.

But, if you think about it that way, my sworn sister was also at first, no, she just learned badly, she took care of her crippled youngest junior sister instead of trying to use her when she found out, so she was an incompetent woman but not a bad woman.

Right, Nanah was also at first, well, but Nanah was a respected female doctor from the start.

She was neither incompetent nor bad.

Mountain lived off his talents from the first meeting and Namgung Shinjae was a cheerful nice guy originally, just with a low realm.

Hmm, then who is there?

Someone who was incompetent and bad?

Grandfather can’t help it because of dementia.

Besides, he’s talented even if he’s a demonic adept.

Seol Ganom was extraordinary from the first meeting.

The neighborhood’s top intellect who makes me feel reassured just thinking about him!

Thinking of my connections, both my master and teacher were either both excellent, or even if they had flaws it was only on one side, not both.

“Certainly, Miss Murong did have that side.”

“Miss Ximen?”

“I’m joking. It’s okay. Even if you’re a terribly pathetic person now, isn’t it important to try to become a better person in the future? If you take even one step forward tomorrow more than today, before you know it you’ll look back and see yourself grown tremendously.”

Qing roughly gave encouragement with words she heard somewhere.

“A terribly pathetic person now…”

That’s when it happened.

-Assistant Deputy Chief? Even if you’re the Assistant Deputy Chief, you can’t just enter Wucheon Pavilion like this…!

-Move aside. This lady is going in, how dare you block the way? Go eat this.

-Ah, Seven Treasures Soup from Glory Hall…!

-Ha, you do have an eye for the good stuff. Don’t unnecessarily hold up an important person. Don’t you always just drool looking at the snacks for honored guests? Here. Eat and get lost.

There was a commotion outside, then with a clatter! the doors of the Wucheon Pavilion reception room opened wide.

In the center of the open doors, there was a woman standing grandly with a big “大” shape, and Qing looked at the noisy visitor wondering what this was about.

She’s beautiful at first glance but. What is this, a bad woman?

She looks like a bad woman at first glance.

She had the impression of a black curtain or villain.

Her pupils are half the size of a normal person’s, with white showing above, below, left and right.

In physiognomy this is called four white eyes and is considered the worst and most vicious eye shape for humans.

They say it’s not human eyes but beast eyes, so they write that it’s the eyes of someone with a human face but beast heart, evil and ignorant of principles and human feelings, and cruel.

But the world is so filthy, even with such an evil face she’s pretty so whatever.

Her attire is also extraordinary.

On red silk embroidered with gold thread, hmm, what is it? Some kind of difficult to define, indescribable, abstruse pattern shone brilliantly.

It’s a metaphysical and splendid, truly splendid outfit.

“Ah. Were you here, Miss Ximen? I am Miss Sima, the wise woman people look up to and call Wise Flower. But, what’s this situation? Why are you here too, Sword Flower? Why are you sitting on Miss Ximen?”

“You-“

“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter. Ordinary people won’t understand anyway. Miss Ximen? Hello, I am Miss Sima, called Wise Flower…”

And she greeted again while completely ignoring Murong Juhui as if she didn’t exist.

“Ah. Yes. Hello.”

Qing greeted back in a daze.

Hmm, do people usually call themselves wise or say they’re looked up to with their own mouths?

One? Two? Ah, I almost made such a mistake.

“Wise Flower with a Wisdom Pouch!”

Though a bit late, Qing was still practicing the implicit etiquette of the martial arts world.