Chapitre 11: A sure bet
//A very very big chapter as I thought of writing this instead of 2 chapters , I hope you guys won't mind it . //
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At that moment, all of Mount Hua's disciples ran to the center of the hall.
"Se-Senior!"
"…"
Baek Sang, who carefully held the unconscious Baek Cheon, was silent for a moment as he bowed his head. Then, he turned his head to glare with a grim expression.
"Isn't this too much!?"
Jin, who was walking back to his sect, turned and looked at Baek Sang.
"What's too much?"
"This is just a spar! How can you injure your opponent so harshly!?"
"Spar… isn't that exactly why he ended up like that?"
"… what?"
Jin smiled.
"If this had been a battle with real swords, do you think he would simply be unconscious?"
"…"
"It's because this was a spar that he's able to stay alive. Am I wrong?"
"How dare you…."
"Don't get too angry."
"…"
Jin spoke with a grin.
"Even I'm a bit flustered here. I didn't think he would be so weak. I thought he could at least defend himself. Maybe I expected too much; I apologize."
Baek Sang bit his lip so hard he nearly drew blood.
A perfect defeat.
And over-the-top mockery afterward.
Baek Sang wanted to drag that guy out and tear him apart if he could.
But there was nothing Baek Sang could do about it.
"Take senior to the treatment hall! Right now!"
"Yes!"
The juniors holding Baek Cheon quickly carried him away while Baek Sang pulled out his wooden sword.
"Let's see what this Southern Edge bastard's sword is worth!"
"There's no need to refuse. Seo-Han."
"Yes! "
"Face him!"
"Yes!"
Jong Seo-Han entered the arena with a grin.
Seeing him walk so leisurely, Baek Sang tightly grasped his sword.
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"… is senior fine?"
"There's no way he's fine."
"Is he seriously hurt?"
"Badly."
"…"
At this moment, Shisui got up and whispered something in Chung Myung's ear and then walked away. Chung Myung and Shisui's dispassionate response evoked a serious and angered reaction from Yoon Jong.
"No matter how bad our relationship is, that man is still our Senior! Are you seriously fine with our senior receiving such horrible treatment!?"
"Calm down, senior," replied Chung Myung.
"You bastard!"
"I told you to calm down."
Yoon Jong was shaken at how calm Chung Myung was. This was different from Chung Myung's usual nature.
"You never thought he could win?"
"…"
Yoon Jong bit his lip.
He didn't expect senior to win. But… just the bare minimum at least. Baek Cheon was someone who carried the expectations of everyone in Mount Hua.
Perhaps the reason Yoon Jong was angry now wasn't because of Baek Cheon's injuries but because of his horrible defeat.
"Is the gap between the Southern Edge Sect and us this big?"
The Ten Great Sects. The Ten Great Sects are incredibly powerful. But the disciples of Mount Hua never cared much about it. Probably because Mount Hua once belonged to that same group.
Although the sect had fallen, Yoon Jong believed that they could one day compete among the Ten Great Sects again with enough effort and luck.
However, it seemed like those sects were much stronger than he imagined.
Chung Myung smiled bitterly.
"If everything could be solved by effort alone, then everyone in this world could become a master. What matters isn't how hard we try; it's about how you apply your effort."
"…"
"Watch. Take a good look from now on. All the second-class disciples will lose."
"All of them?"
"There is not even one here who can defeat them. No, there is one, but I don't think that person will fight."
Yoon Jong's face went stiff.
In the last conference, there were two draws and eight losses.
That itself was a disaster, and this time there won't even be a draw?
"… if we lose like this…"
It'll be miserable.
But Chung Myung stared at Yoon Jong with wide eyes.
"Lose? Who's going to lose?"
"What? You just said…."
"That's just the second-class disciples!"
"…"
Chung Myung blinked.
"Who's going to let those Southern Edge bastards return from Mount Hua with a victory? Who will let them!? As long as my two eyes are open, I will never see that happen! Even if my eyes get dirt in them, I refuse to see that sight!"
"…"
"So, relax your body. Maybe we should try and do something flashy."
"No, the—"
It was then.
"Aacccck!"
Yoon Jong quickly turned his head only to see Baek Sang lying brutally beaten on the floor.
Jong Seo-Han kicked the fallen man while he was down.
"Think you can still put up a fight?"
"Uh…"
"It seems you're all talk."
Jong Seo-Han looked at Baek Sang and then at the disciples of Mount Hua. Then he made an arrogant gesture as if looking down on them.
Chung Myung's mouth opened.
"No, but that bastard, what's with him?"
"Catch him again!"
The third-class disciples rushed in and grabbed Chung Myung, who was ready to charge in.
Seeing that, Jong Seo-Han was dumbfounded and laughed.
"I get to see all kinds of things here. Well, you are just an unknown sect, so it's understandable."
"Oh?"
Chung Myung's eyes widened.
Chung Myung thought internally
*Let's see how long you can keep smiling!
You were the one who called for me!
Now it's too late to regret it! *
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Contrary to the oppressive atmosphere forming between the disciples, the audience was enthused and deeply interested.
"So astonishing."
"Baek Cheon was stronger than I thought, but Jin's achievements exceed my expectations."
"He is truly a man worthy of the praise he's received. With such a fine disciple, wouldn't the Southern Edge Sect be eligible to compete with the top sects?"
"I know. Hahaha."
Hwang (owner of Euncha Merchant Guild)expression went stiff.
'This is why they are merchants.'
A man was being carried away in a miserable condition, but no one paid any attention to that.
The crowd was only interested in Jin and how they could grasp onto the Southern Edge Sect to grow their wealth.
Hwang (owner of Euncha Merchant Guild) isn't much different from them, but he couldn't hide his disgust at their actions in such moments.
'This is a disastrous defeat.'
Baek Cheon and Jin.
Even if the representatives of two sects faced off, such a one-sided defeat was normally not possible. Mount Hua's momentum would halt with such embarrassing results, and morale would sink.
Until the end, Baek Cheon never managed to land a single blow on Jin.
If the conference continued like this, Mount Hua would never be able to regain its past glory.
No, most likely, the sect's downfall would accelerate. Because no one would be willing to acknowledge them.
No matter how heavily Hwang supported them, reviving the sect would be impossible. This would be a death sentence.
'Ugh. What the hell are you thinking?'
He thought that Chung Myung would have some plan, so he gathered the most influential people he could. But this was starting to go horribly wrong.
'Was I overestimating the young disciple?'
Hwang Mun-Yak looked at Chung Myung. But an unexpected visitor came toward them. It was Shisui, who was carrying some more snacks and tea for all the merchants.
Hwang was puzzled about his visit but realized the purpose of his visit.
Hwang quickly grabbed the interest of all the merchants and introduced Shisui.
"Gentlemen, I want to introduce this child, Shisui, to all of you. He is the smartest kid I have ever seen. He is so good at finance that calculations, which should take hours, he can solve in a few minutes."
Shisui bowed toward them and greeted them.
This piqued their attention, as there was nothing to see in the fight between Baek Sang and Jong Seo-Han, which was nothing but a one-sided beating, like the previous one but less flashy.
"Hoo, he is that good with calculations and finance?"
"Ahh yes, he can calculate one page of bills in a few seconds with no error."
"Really? Wait... I have written some calculations. Give me the answer," asked one merchant.
Shisui took the paper and gave his answer in five seconds. "230,000 Nyang, which means the profit you will get every year if you invest in the Southern Edge Sect after investing 4,000,000 Nyang now, which is 5.75% per year. The profit you will start earning is after Jin becomes a first-class disciple, which will take some years. But you will have a strong relationship with him and the Southern Edge Sect, which could lead to more profit and future opportunities with them. So, with your calculation, you would earn a profit of atleast 225% in a decade and more in future.."
This took all the merchants aback as not only did he calculate it right, but he also guessed the thought process behind it and even the future planning the merchant had, which is something that can be achieved after decades of trading and knowing the person.
Everyone was impressed with the young child who must have been the child of a very big merchant or, in his past life, must have been and accidentally became a Taoist.
Hwang didn't knew about Shisui being The Illusion Sword but he knew that Shisui was talented in finance .
And what Hwang thought in his mind—that Shisui must have been here to impress these merchants and still secure some investment, even though he might claim some trouble. But it was very heart-touching to see such a young disciple ready to sacrifice his dream for the future of Mount Hua.
"...That was fabulous!
Hwang, he is more impressive than you told us."
"Yes, the wisdom he possesses is something that doesn't fit here. Mount Hua doesn't seem to have very strong Taoists, but they have a brilliant Taoist, no, a merchant."
"That must have been the reason why the Euncha Merchant Guild invested heavily."
"Yeah, Hwang must have wanted to hire him in the future, and that's why he is investing in Mount Hua."
"He is the most impressive disciple from Mount Hua I have seen."
"Young Taoist, do you have a secret for the wisdom you possess?"
"He must have been the financier of the emperor or the head of a big merchant guild in his previous life."
"...or I must have been the financier of Mount Hua 100 years ago," replied Shisui.
This is something no one expected him to say, as all the merchants were trying to influence the mind of Shisui into thinking that he was a financier or merchant, not a Taoist in his previous life. So even if his condition was bad, now he could leave Mount Hua and become something he has a talent for, and these merchants would support him.
But him saying he was the financier of Mount Hua 100 years ago, when it was one of the top three sects, which obviously must have had a financier of that caliber, made it clear that even in his previous life, he was a part of Mount Hua. And even in this life, he wants to be a part of it, and no one can recruit him.
This made all the merchants want him more.
"100 years ago, Mount Hua... it might be true. At that time, there was a need for someone like you, but now?"
"Mount Hua has lost its glory and doesn't even have a drop of the money it used to have."
"So why don't you start coming to my guild after you become a second-class disciple and use your wisdom? In exchange, I will invest in Mount Hua."
"NO! You can start coming to my guild from tomorrow. I will talk with your sect leader and obviously will invest way more than him."
"Nope, come to mine."
"Mine."
"Mine."
The merchants who were not interested a single bit in Mount Hua were now very interested in investing because you can always earn money, but talent is something hard to find. And of that caliber, they are not going to lose it.
"I think there is a need for me in Mount Hua, and even if there is not much money, I am sure there will be in the future," said Shisui confidently.
"Boy, don't waste your talent here. The sect is ruined, and Mount Hua has lost its glory. See all of your seniors. The second-class disciples were defeated. Not even one of them put up a fight against the Southern Edge Sect."
"There is too big a gap between both sects."
These lines were heard by all the elders and the sect leader, and they couldn't refute it as even they had seen how horribly their second-class disciples had lost. They couldn't disclose in public that the one they are trying to poach is the current Illusion Sword of Mount Hua. But if he wasn't and was just an ordinary disciple and it was Mount Hua of three years ago, then they might really have to send a young Taoist to a merchant guild so that they could clear their debt and have something to feed the other disciples.
This made them really embarrassed.
Elder Sima was also shocked by the unusual wisdom of the child toward being a merchant.
But the one who was most happy was obviously Hwang Mun-Yak, as he didn't know that Shisui was an Uchiha. But he knew that Mount Hua had two brilliant disciples and Mount Hua would grow in the future.
"And you, tell me honestly, at which are you better—math or swordsmanship?" asked one merchant.
Now that was a trick question for Shisui as he had a master's degree in math and quantum computing, which meant that in the whole Kangho, he was the best in math.
"Umm... I am best in math, but I am also talented in swordsmanship, so I am also good at it."
All the merchants were happy to hear that response.
"That's what we are telling you—a disciple of Mount Hua can't have better swordsmanship skills than other sects."
"Yes, see how your second-class disciples were defeated. How can you see the future of Mount Hua's third-class disciples?"
"They will win."
"Are you sure? It doesn't seem like that to me."
"I am 100% sure."
"Then why don't we bet on it?"
"Yeah, that would be a great idea."
Agreement towards a bet was heard in the stadium.
"If Mount Hua doesn't lose the conference, then we will invest graciously in Mount Hua. If Mount Hua loses, we would like you to work for some time in each guild. If you like any guild, you can join it. If you still don't want to join, you can choose to not join any guild, and we will still invest in Mount Hua but maybe not as graciously."
This bet seemed one-sided, as for Mount Hua to not lose, the third-class disciples would have to win all ten matches. But if we see the bet, it was win-win for Mount Hua in both conditions. Maybe not losing was better, but still, they will profit even if they lose and still won't have their disciple taken away by force.
"Yeah, sure, but I would like to change something. Mount Hua doesn't have to lose but win it for me to win, and you guys will give me an additional 100,000 Nyang each."
"Yeah, sure."
"Sure."
No one refused
the new offer as it was even better for them. Not losing seemed impossible, but winning? How are they even going to win? It was just a sure bet for them , So everyone just agreed to it.
At that moment, Un Gum announced the start of matches between third-class disciples.
Someone jumped like a rocket and reached the stadium while he was... shouting... and cursing?
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