BRDM 192

chapter 192

Once,
Sun Wukong had said to Lee Hyun:

“Are you asking if there’s someone I respect? Why suddenly such a cheesy question?”

“Well,”

“Well?”

“I was just wondering… if there really is anyone who could control the thunderous giant, Daeseong.”

“You’re getting bolder with your words, huh?”

Sun Wukong raised his fist slightly, and Lee Hyun quickly stepped back.

“Ah, but there is one person.”

“Hmph! Who in this world could ever control the mighty Jecheon Daeseong—”

“Lord Bungma.”

“…….”

“Or should I just go find him and tell him? It seems Daeseong’s heart has drifted away.”

“……Sit down if you value your life.”

“Understood.”

Sun Wukong let out a deep sigh, pressing his temple with his fingers.

“Why is it that the more time passes, the more you start to resemble Ojeong? Anyway… why the sudden question? Don’t joke around.”

“I just thought there might be something I could learn.”

“Something to learn?”

Lee Hyun nodded.

“Yes. If Daeseong has someone worthy of respect, surely I can also learn something from them.”

“Something to learn, huh…”

Sun Wukong’s eyes deepened.

“If there is… there are three people.”

Three? Lee Hyun’s eyes widened.

“The first two are my masters who changed my life.”

“Ah.”

Lee Hyun nodded, understanding.

Sun Wukong’s two masters: Subori the monk and Xuanzang.

Although Subori had been exiled, he had taught Sun Wukong all forms of martial arts, mysticism, and life philosophy. Essentially, he paved the way for the birth of the Celestial Great Sage, Mihuwang. Yet Sun Wukong rarely spoke of him, almost as if he hesitated to. Not simply because of exile.

Xuanzang, however, was different. When he was captured by Feng Jinghao, Sun Wukong had shown unparalleled anger. He often expressed longing for Xuanzang, almost like a dear friend rather than just a teacher. Perhaps, unlike Bungma, Xuanzang understood Sun Wukong most deeply.

“And the remaining one?”

“My eldest brother.”

The Celestial Great Sage Umawang. The king of all demons.

“That’s unexpected.”

“What do you mean?”

“Even among the Seven Great Sages, I knew you respected Umawang, but I didn’t think you’d go so far as to say you admire him.”

Sun Wukong snorted.

“If it were any other demon trying to stand above me, I’d smash their skull. But that one… is different.”

A faint smile appeared on Sun Wukong’s lips as he recalled Umawang.

“He’s a man worthy of such treatment.”

“Is that so?”

“You’ll understand if you ever meet him. You’ll see why I say that.”

…but.

Sun Wukong had said it himself: Umawang was now a monster. Not the man they once knew. How painful must it have been to admit that? It must have felt like hurting himself. Perhaps…

‘The reason Daeseong came back so battered… maybe it’s because he clung to Umawang, desperately trying to persuade him.’

But no one dared to ask directly, because Sun Wukong’s lips were tightly sealed.

One thing was certain:

‘If Umawang is now completely opposed to us, I must treat him as an enemy and plan accordingly.’

Lee Hyun’s mind raced.

‘There will be many obstacles on the way to find the Satan King.’

Perhaps even the Jade Emperor’s movements would become a concern…

As he sorted through various scenarios using his strategic thinking, dawn broke.

Lee Hyun immediately summoned an autonomous taxi to go to Dochul’s workshop.

‘Maybe I should get a car too. It would be convenient.’

As he thought of his now well-stocked wallet,

“Thanks. I hear you helped Bukhae and Gushin while I was gone?”

A small white monkey suddenly appeared atop Lee Hyun’s head.

“To show my gratitude, today I shall accept a single matcha-flavored macaron as an offering.”

Lee Hyun chuckled.

“Matcha flavor? Where did you even find that?”

“I saw in shorts that matcha is trending overseas. I wanted to taste it too.”

“Shorts now too?”

“The brat Ojeong couldn’t keep his eyes off his phone, so I asked how it worked. A whole new world, indeed.”

Ah, the red eyes were not from worry over Umawang… it was because of the shorts.

“I’m busy today.”

“Even so, don’t neglect the god you serve!”

“One day off is fine.”

“The god says NO!”

Lee Hyun and the little monkey bickered lightly as the taxi arrived at Dochul’s workshop.

Lee Hyun got out and entered.

Even though he had sent a message yesterday, there was no reply. But Dochul had already been up since early morning, hammering away.

“Master, I’m here.”

Lee Hyun smiled lightly and headed to the warehouse storing the finished weapons.

There lay:

A Great Axe large enough to rival his own size.
A War Axe, slightly smaller but with a single heavy blade.
Four Hand Axes.

All gleaming with destructive power.

[Molars of Duokshin]
A colossal weapon crafted with care by Dochol.
Housed the ferocity of the goblin king Duokshin; anyone opposing it would be shredded.

• Type: Giant Axe, Two-Handed

• Origin: Folklore “Curse of the Seven-Star Rock”

[Canines of Duokshin]
Contained Duokshin’s cruelty, capable of cutting down enemies in one strike.

• Type: Two-Handed Weapon

• Origin: Folklore “Curse of the Seven-Star Rock”

[Incisors of Duokshin]
Embodied Duokshin’s agility; no foe could escape it.

• Type: One-Handed Weapon

• Origin: Folklore “Curse of the Seven-Star Rock”

“All the teeth except wisdom teeth… they’re all here.”

Lee Hyun smiled and first grasped the molar.

[Transmission: ‘Day Goblin Dance’ reacts intensely!]
[Resonates with equipped sacred artifacts ‘Sigui’s Core’ and ‘Cheoyong’s Army Dance’. Recognized as a set.]
[Recognizes new owner. Imbues weapon with lightning attribute.]
[Weapon undergoes transformation.]

Sparks, crackles, and a humming surge. The molar trembled as the blades glowed deep azure. Blue-white lightning shot up violently. The axe now carried immense weight.

“This weapon… is awakening?”

Sun Wukong watched with a peculiar gaze.

“Made from the sacred artifacts the kid brought, I feared mixing myths and legacies might backfire… but maybe it’s using the chaos to its advantage.”

Lee Hyun ignored the commentary, focusing on the weapon.

The molar of Duokshin pulsed, lightning intensifying. The warehouse glowed, the air heating. Energy surged like a raging fire.

[The teeth of Duokshin have ascended to artifact grade!]

Lee Hyun hoisted the molar onto his shoulder.

A whirlwind erupted, lightning surging, yet now only the heat remained.

He swung the molar around, sparks crackling, the raw power palpable.

Even just holding it felt like standing in a battlefield.

‘Master gave me a weapon far superior to what I expected.’

The grip tightened.

‘If this alone feels this intense, imagine wielding the whole set…’

The teeth lay before him. Weapons ready to become extensions of his body, to shred enemies to pieces.

Lee Hyun grinned, showing all his teeth, fully aware of the power now in his hands.