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◈ Cultivating Underground ◈
Chapter 59
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Yi Hyeon set a Fuzzbee on his palm.
“You understand me pretty well, don’t you?”
Squeak.
“If I told you to bring me that stone, you wouldn’t tear one out of the wall.”
The Fuzzbee rubbed its antennae with its short front legs.
Yi Hyeon opened the chest of the Six-Armed Bone Puppet beside him.
Between its thick ribs were a slot for a spirit stone and a bone mount holding the soul stone. Fine restrictions were densely engraved around them, leading to every part of the body.
There was plenty of room for one Fuzzbee.
Yi Hyeon pointed inside.
“Want to try going in?”
Bzz.
It flew in beside the bone mount, wandered around inside a few times, then wedged itself between two ribs.
A golden ball of fur poked out a little between the white bones.
“Isn’t it cramped?”
Squeak, squeak.
The Fuzzbee waved its antennae.
Yi Hyeon looked from the soul stone to the Fuzzbee.
First, he needed to find a way to transmit the Fuzzbee’s intent to the soul stone.
...
Half a month later.
Cheongu Gorge, in the Danso Mountains.
Yi Hyeon released the Fuzzbees he had brought from his underground hideout into the back of his cave abode.
There were three Tier 2 Fuzzbees and several Tier 1 Fuzzbees. In one corner of the storeroom, he had prepared jars of spirit insects for them to eat, along with a box of soil where they could roll around and rest.
Yi Hyeon laid his summary of 《An Introduction to Soul Stone Inscription》 beside Gwak Jin-myeong’s cultivation annotations.
‘Let’s leave the parts that move the body alone.’
He had considered altering the skeleton to match a Fuzzbee’s shape, but that would mean reworking every restriction engraved on its joints. At his current level, where he could barely repair an existing puppet, that was more than he could handle.
‘I can make it into the shape I want later. For now...’
Yi Hyeon attached a small piece of bone beside the mount in the chest.
Simply getting inside would not let the Fuzzbee control it. First, he planned to guide it into transmitting its intent to the soul stone while keeping its body pressed against the bone.
...
Three months later.
Hummm.
A faint green light appeared in the Six-Armed Bone Puppet’s eye sockets.
Inside its chest, a Fuzzbee had its body pressed against the small piece of bone.
Yi Hyeon withdrew the spiritual-sense connection he had been using to control the puppet directly. Then he sent his intent to the Fuzzbee through the Spirit-Nurturing Seal.
He wanted it to pick up the block of wood in front of it.
Crrrk.
The puppet moved one of its right arms.
Its fingers closed on empty air in front of the wooden block, then opened again. When it reached out a second time, its hand went too far and pushed the block aside.
Rrrroll.
The wooden block rolled across the floor.
The bone puppet turned toward it.
Thud. Thud.
Its two legs moved in turn.
The puppet stopped in front of the block and bent at the waist. This time, its fingers closed properly around the wood.
“Bring it here.”
The bone puppet turned around.
One hand held the wooden block, while its other five arms swung a little awkwardly at its sides.
Thud. Thud.
When the puppet stopped before Yi Hyeon, the hand holding the wooden block slowly rose.
“Oh...”
Yi Hyeon took the block.
“Well done.”
Squeak, squeak!
Inside the chest, the Fuzzbee fluttered its wings as though puffing itself up with pride.
This time, Yi Hyeon pointed at a stone bowl on the other side.
The puppet walked toward it.
He focused his spiritual sense on the flow of spiritual power inside the puppet. Receiving commands from the soul stone, the restrictions drew power from the spirit stone and sent it into the joints and skeleton.
However strong the Fuzzbee was, he could not let it move the puppet through physical strength alone. That would amount to nothing more than putting on a heavy shell and crashing into things with its own body.
To draw out the puppet’s true strength, its joints had to be driven by the spirit stone embedded inside it.
Once the puppet brought him the stone bowl, Yi Hyeon made it stop and removed the spirit stone from its chest.
Hummm.
The light in its eye sockets went out.
The Fuzzbee moved around inside a few times, but the bone puppet remained standing.
A moment later, a golden ball of fur flew out of its chest.
Squeak?
“It’s not broken.”
Yi Hyeon showed it the spirit stone.
“It needs this to move.”
The Fuzzbee touched the spirit stone with its front legs.
Yi Hyeon put the stone back and sent the Fuzzbee inside. A moment later, the puppet moved its right arm again.
“That works.”
This was enough of an achievement.
The Fuzzbee decided where to go and what to pick up. The existing spellwork received its intent and did the actual work of moving the legs and closing the fingers.
Still, it seemed the Fuzzbee would need time to adapt to a bone puppet with a different body structure. Even now, it only used the arm that was easiest to move when picking things up.
‘I’ll think about combat later. I can’t achieve everything overnight.’
Yi Hyeon lightly patted the bone puppet’s shoulder.
“You’ll need a name, too. How about Bonefuzz?”
Squeak.
There was no sign of an objection.
Yi Hyeon took out a small wooden tag and wrote on it in Hangul.
「Bonefuzz No. 1」
He tied the tag to the inside of the bone puppet’s chest cover.
...
A few days later.
The cultivation room in Cheongu Gorge.
Yi Hyeon held a small jade bottle upside down.
Tap. Tap.
Nothing fell onto his palm. He had taken all the Spirit-Nurturing Pills.
Perhaps because he had left enough time between doses, he had experienced no particular problems. At first, he had thought their effects were weak, but after fully absorbing them all, he could feel a clear difference.
Even after the Spirit-Nurturing Pills’ medicinal strength had completely dispersed, sufficient rest restored his exhausted spiritual sense to a slightly stronger state than before.
‘To think pills can permanently expand the foundation of spiritual sense... The world of immortal cultivation really is wondrous.’
Suddenly reminded of Poison-Warding Pills, Yi Hyeon reviewed the pill formula he had read not long ago.
They were made by collecting the poisonous miasma of the main ingredient, Purple Poison Orchid, then adding various supporting ingredients to refined Purple Poison Extract and harmonizing their medicinal properties.
At the time, he had read the formula because he wanted to know how the spirit plants he grew could be used. Thinking about it now, it seemed worth taking some himself.
The cultivators he had met in the Hwacheon Secret Realm had used all sorts of methods. Some coated their magical implements with poison, while others released the yin poison of vengeful souls.
There was no guarantee that his Spherical Qi Barrier or Protective Spiritlight would block every poisonous miasma he encountered in the future.
‘Should I make some?’
But once he looked over the alchemy procedure, it seemed like a bit of a hassle.
He would have to buy the supporting ingredients and adjust the heat control and proportions to match the medicinal potency of his Purple Poison Orchids.
Above all, there was no reason to use his long-aged Purple Poison Orchids now.
‘My oldest Purple Poison Orchids have a medicinal age of 462 years... It’d be such a waste to use them for mere Tier 2 pills. I have plenty of spirit stones, too... Why not just buy Poison-Warding Pills?’
Being an alchemist did not mean he had to make every pill he took.
Yi Hyeon did not always need fifty times as many pills as other people. Poison-Warding Pills had little to do with whether his dantian was confined to the lower dantian or spread throughout his body, so he only needed to take as many as anyone else.
...
Danso Immortal City.
Yi Hyeon entered a hall that sold alchemical pills.
Jade bottles and medicine boxes stood on shelves lining the walls. A small wooden tag in front of each compartment listed the pills’ names and grades.
When he stopped before the table, an early Foundation Establishment cultivator rose.
“What are you looking for?”
“I’d like to see your Tier 2 Spirit-Nurturing Pills and Poison-Warding Pills.”
“We have Poison-Warding Pills. As for Spirit-Nurturing Pills... Please wait a moment.”
After checking the shelves farther inside, the cultivator brought over two jade bottles and placed one pill from each on a small jade tray.
Perhaps because they had been made using a different method, the Spirit-Nurturing Pills were slightly paler than the ones he had taken before. The Poison-Warding Pills were deep purple with thin white markings around them.
Yi Hyeon examined their medicinal scents and the flow of spiritual power.
The Spirit-Nurturing Pill’s energy was familiar. The Poison-Warding Pill was also much as he remembered from the formula’s description.
Yi Hyeon asked to be certain.
“Do you take these Poison-Warding Pills before entering poisonous mist, or do you take them regularly to build resistance to poison?”
“They’re taken regularly to improve resistance to poison. But you mustn’t take too many at once. Fully refine their medicinal strength and leave an interval before the next dose. I’ll include instructions in the bottle. Of course, taking a few doesn’t mean you’ll be able to withstand every poison.”
The cultivator returned the Poison-Warding Pill to its jade bottle.
“If you keep taking the same pills, they may eventually stop producing any significant changes. At that point, there’s no need to insist on taking the same amount.”
“Is it similar with Spirit-Nurturing Pills?”
“It depends on how well you refine them, fellow cultivator, but once you build a tolerance to their medicinal properties, it’s difficult to make the same progress as at first. Still, those who push their spiritual sense to its limits continue to value them highly.”
Yi Hyeon nodded.
“Three of each, please.”
“Nine mid-grade spirit stones for the Spirit-Nurturing Pills and three for the Poison-Warding Pills.”
...
Next, Yi Hyeon visited the Scripture Repository’s Inner Pavilion.
Since he was taking Spirit-Nurturing Pills, he intended to look for an inheritance on training and using his spiritual sense.
The strength of spiritual sense ultimately depended on how well one had trained the primordial spirit. In other words, he was looking for a primordial spirit cultivation art.
Standing before the inheritance catalog, Yi Hyeon’s gaze stopped on one jade slip.
《Essentials of Spirit Refining (鍊神要訣)》.
The inheritance covered methods for stabilizing spiritual sense, dividing it for separate tasks, and gathering it back after use.
The description contained no techniques for directly attacking a primordial spirit. Instead, it said that long practice would reduce interference between separate strands of spiritual sense and make it easier to maintain focus on one point.
It was useful material for alchemists, puppet masters, and cultivators who used several magical implements at once.
Yi Hyeon handed his identity token to the attendant disciple and paid 120 contribution points, then read the contents in an inheritance chamber.
...
A few days later, in Cheongu Gorge.
“Training the primordial spirit isn’t easy.”
With an ache between his brows, Yi Hyeon put down the jade slip and steadied his breathing.
“I might as well try a Poison-Warding Pill while I clear my head.”
Yi Hyeon took out a Poison-Warding Pill and swallowed it. As the purple pill went down his throat, it left a bitter taste on his tongue.
After circulating its medicinal strength according to the instructions, he took out a ledger and briefly recorded the date and the changes he had felt.
He decided to take the Spirit-Nurturing Pill on another day, in case mixing their medicinal strengths caused problems.
...
After that, a few more tasks became part of Yi Hyeon’s routine.
When he returned from his regular alchemy duties for the sect, he cultivated the Primordial Unity Single-Qi Art. When his spiritual sense had strength to spare, he practiced Essentials of Spirit Refining. He also took Spirit-Nurturing Pills or Poison-Warding Pills, leaving sufficient time between doses.
He continued having the Fuzzbees operate Bonefuzz, too.
All three greatly enjoyed moving the puppet. They gradually became more skilled at controlling Bonefuzz No. 1.
One day, he emerged after cultivating to find a strange figure standing in the middle of his dim cave abode in Cheongu Gorge.
“You startled me... What is it?”
Looking closer, he saw that Bonefuzz No. 1 was holding a small water bowl.
A sound came from inside its chest.
Squeak, squeak.
Yi Hyeon filled the bowl with the Spirit Rain Spell.
Bonefuzz set the bowl on the floor and stopped. Soon, a Fuzzbee emerged from its chest and drank.
“You could’ve just told me. Why scare me with Bonefuzz?”
Squeak.
...
Yi Hyeon also visited Underground Hideout No. 3 once every half a year.
After filling the water tanks, he checked the water supply pipes, drainage channels, and soil in the spirit fields, as well as the condition of the Lesser Yang Stone.
Fortunately, both the Fireheart Orchids and Jade-Condensing Grass were growing well.
He also made the rounds of the other spirit fields, recording their medicinal ages.
After finishing its trials in Cheongu Gorge, he brought Bonefuzz No. 1 to the underground hideout several times.
Whenever a Tier 2 Fuzzbee operated Bonefuzz No. 1, the Tier 1 Fuzzbees landed on the puppet’s head and shoulders.
Then, when the Tier 2 Fuzzbee came out of Bonefuzz No. 1, the others crowded around it. The one that had emerged held its antennae stiffly upright and strutted about as though receiving a hero’s welcome.
Sometimes, after operating Bonefuzz No. 1, a Tier 2 Fuzzbee would touch antennae with one of the Tier 1 Fuzzbees surrounding it, then the two would disappear into a secluded crack in the cave!
Once, when Yi Hyeon tried to follow, the Fuzzbee ahead of him came back.
Squeak, squeak!
It pushed his finger away with its front legs, beating its wings fiercely.
“You don’t want me to follow?”
Squeak!
When Yi Hyeon stopped, it followed the other Fuzzbee into the crack again.
Yi Hyeon still did not know how the Fuzzbees increased their numbers.
They did not collect nectar from flowers, nor did they seem to have a queen. For that matter, Fuzzbee was simply a name Yi Hyeon had given them based on their appearance.
...
In the sixth year after Bonefuzz No. 1’s first trial.
A small banquet was held on Yeonha Peak.
It was a celebration of Eldest Senior Brother Do Mun-gyeom being allotted a Gold-Condensing Pill.
Do Mun-gyeom had reached Great Perfection in Foundation Establishment four years earlier. Since then, the eldest disciple had continued regular alchemy duties and outside missions to earn the remaining contributions needed, finally gaining a chance to attempt core formation.
Spirit fruit, spirit wine, spirit vegetables, and spirit meat were laid out on every stone table. Ak Mu-gu had brought a larger wine bottle than usual. Dam Un-saeng sat at the head of the gathering, watching the disciples.
“Eldest Senior Brother, you must let me pour you a drink today, at least.”
Do Mun-gyeom smiled and held out a cup.
Across the table, Yi Hyeon raised his teacup as well.
“Congratulations, Eldest Senior Brother.”
“Thank you.”
The Gold-Condensing Pill (凝金丹).
It was a Tier 3 pill taken by Foundation Establishment cultivators to form a golden core.
Yi Hyeon did not yet understand the mysterious principles of core formation, but he did know that attempting it without the aid of pills was a gamble with ten chances of death for every one chance of survival.
“How many Gold-Condensing Pills did our sect refine this time?”
Do Mun-gyeom answered Bang Je-un’s question.
“Four. It’s been twenty-seven years since the last batch.”
“Did it take that long to gather the ingredients?”
“I heard one of the principal ingredients was particularly difficult to obtain. Several elders from the Inner Alchemy Court took part in this batch.”
Bang Je-un set down the wine cup.
“One of those precious pills has gone to our eldest senior brother, so we should celebrate to our hearts’ content today.”
Yi Hyeon nodded.
Do Mun-gyeom had said that receiving this pill had used up most of the contributions accumulated over more than a hundred years. Even after earning enough contributions and being judged eligible, one still had to wait if there were no pills in the storehouse.
Do Mun-gyeom set down the cup.
“I intend to reduce my alchemy duties and outside work for a while.”
The eldest disciple looked at Dam Un-saeng, then continued when their master nodded.
“Once I finish a few preparations, I plan to enter seclusion.”
Mae So-gun asked, “Are you planning to go in soon?”
“I’ll need to hand over my current duties first.”
Do Mun-gyeom looked at Bang Je-un, then Yi Hyeon.
“I’d like to entrust the communal alchemy hall to Junior Brother Bang. Your workload may increase a little as well, Junior Brother Yi.”
Ak Mu-gu spoke.
“We can divide up the remaining work. Please focus on forming your core, Eldest Senior Brother.”
Do Mun-gyeom smiled.
With dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, Do Mun-gyeom was among the more talented of Dam Un-saeng’s disciples. The true essence accumulated over many years was substantial, and several years had been spent stabilizing the realm after reaching Great Perfection.
Now that Do Mun-gyeom had obtained a Gold-Condensing Pill as well, it was only natural for the other disciples to have high hopes.
...
Three months later.
Do Mun-gyeom entered seclusion.
The communal alchemy hall’s duty roster changed, and the eldest disciple’s work was divided among several junior disciples.
Yi Hyeon also received a little more work inspecting and preparing medicinal ingredients.
At first, whenever he had a question, he would look for Do Mun-gyeom out of habit. Then he would remember that his eldest senior brother was in seclusion and go to Bang Je-un or another senior brother instead.
Do Mun-gyeom’s seat in the lecture hall remained empty.
...
One day in the year after Do Mun-gyeom entered seclusion.
Spiritual qi began gathering above a valley on the western side of Yeonha Peak.
It was where Do Mun-gyeom’s cave abode stood.
Yi Hyeon looked that way as he left the communal alchemy hall.
The thin clouds and mist drifting around the mountainside were slowly changing direction. Spiritual qi scattered in the distance was being drawn toward the same place.
“It’s begun.”
Bang Je-un murmured beside him.
...
Toward sunset the next day.
The energy gathered above the cave abode suddenly shook violently.
The inward flow reversed in an instant, scattering in all directions.
The formation around the mountainside lit up.
A little later, that light faded as well.
By the time Yi Hyeon arrived on Yeonha Peak, the other disciples were gathering one by one.
Dam Un-saeng returned soon afterward.
Bang Je-un approached, face pale.
“Master. Eldest Senior Brother...”
Dam Un-saeng’s expression turned bitter.
“Mun-gyeom is gone. The true essence flowed backward, tearing through the dantian and meridians, and the shock reached the sea of consciousness. There was no stopping the primordial spirit from scattering.”
...
Even after they bid farewell to Do Mun-gyeom, time on Yeonha Peak did not stop.
Bang Je-un distributed medicinal ingredients, and the disciples entered their respective alchemy rooms.
The lectures, suspended for several days, resumed.
Sitting in the usual place, Dam Un-saeng inspected the pills the disciples had made.
...
The years continued to pass.
A new disciple joined Yeonha Peak.
His surname was Yu, and his given name was Jeong-won. He was a cultivator who had succeeded in establishing his foundation while practicing alchemy in the Outer Alchemy Court, and he looked like a man of about forty.
Yi Hyeon was the one who brought him to the communal alchemy hall on his first day.
“For now, you can prepare medicinal ingredients beside me.”
“Yes, Senior Brother Yi.”
...
As the years passed and the effects of the Spirit-Nurturing Pills gradually weakened, Yi Hyeon increased the intervals between doses.
He continued practicing Essentials of Spirit Refining and getting sufficient rest. Though his spiritual sense grew stronger more slowly now, his skill at handling it continued to improve little by little.
Taking Poison-Warding Pills regularly had also produced results. When preparing poisonous medicinal ingredients, his vitality was now rarely disturbed even without using the Poison-Expelling Art.
* * *
One year, twelve years after a Fuzzbee first succeeded in controlling the Six-Armed Bone Puppet.
The cultivation room in Cheongu Gorge.
Hummmmmm.
The spiritual qi gathered by the Spirit-Gathering Formation seeped into Yi Hyeon’s body as he lay there.
Then, at a certain moment.
Thud.
The hem of Yi Hyeon’s long robe lifted slightly.
At the same time, the surrounding spiritual qi surged into him all at once.
“I did it!”
He had reached the third layer of Foundation Establishment.
Yi Hyeon examined his body for a moment.
The rest of his body was still barely at the ninth layer of the Qi Refining stage.
Yi Hyeon sat up, took out his wooden board, and changed the writing on its surface.
【Age: 1,464】
【Cultivation Realm: Third Layer of Foundation Establishment (Lower Dantian)】
【Spiritual Power: 1,396 → 1,420】
Yi Hyeon returned the wooden board to his storage pouch and took a spirit fruit from his fruit bag.
It was a ripe Stone-Honey Peach.
When he bit into it, sweet, refreshing juice spread through his mouth.
Yi Hyeon lay back on the floor, eating his fruit.
...
Five days later.
Yu Jeong-won rose when Yi Hyeon arrived at the communal alchemy hall.
“Senior Brother Yi.”
“You’re here.”
Even after finishing his greeting, Yu Jeong-won looked at Yi Hyeon for a moment.
“Has your cultivation realm perhaps...”
“I’ve reached the third layer.”
“Congratulations!”
Bang Je-un, who had been examining medicinal ingredients farther inside, also looked up.
Bang Je-un’s spiritual sense lightly swept over Yi Hyeon’s aura.
“So you have. When did you break through?”
“Five days ago.”
“Have you stabilized your realm properly?”
“Yes.”
Bang Je-un nodded.
“Congratulations. Leave today’s work to Junior Brother Yu and come with me for a moment.”
Yi Hyeon blinked.
“Where are we going?”
“Master wants to see you. It has nothing to do with your breakthrough. I was going to call for you today anyway.”
After explaining to Yu Jeong-won the order in which to prepare the day’s medicinal ingredients, Yi Hyeon followed Bang Je-un outside.
...
Yeonha Peak.
Dam Un-saeng sat at a stone table beneath a pine tree.
Two jade slips and several letters lay open on the table. Beside them was a small wooden box containing dried roots and pieces of leaves.
Bang Je-un clasped both hands.
“Master, I’ve brought Junior Brother Yi.”
Dam Un-saeng’s gaze rested on Yi Hyeon for a moment.
“Dong-sam, you’ve reached the third layer. Congratulations.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Dam Un-saeng gestured to the seats opposite.
“Sit.”
Once the two had taken their seats, Dam Un-saeng picked up one of the open letters.
“The Inner Alchemy Court has received a letter requesting that we appraise and purchase some goods.”
Their master slid the letter toward Bang Je-un.
“It seems a sect wants to clear out an old medicinal storehouse and part with some inheritances. Looking at the list, some things could be put to use right away, but quite a few items have names that don’t match their descriptions.”
Bang Je-un opened the letter.
Dam Un-saeng looked at Yi Hyeon.
“I intend to send Je-un to examine the actual goods. Go along and help with sorting and inspection.”
“What sort of goods are they?”
“Mostly spirit plants and medicinal ingredients that have been in storage for a long time. They say some mother plants are still alive. They also seem to be selling fragments of pill formulas and toxin-removal methods.”
Dam Un-saeng opened the wooden box.
Inside were two dried leaves and a piece of root.
“These are samples they sent in advance. They haven’t been stored well, but some medicinal potency remains. They also claim there are third-rank spirit plants among the goods, so that will need to be checked.”
Yi Hyeon looked inside the wooden box.
The leaves were so old that it was difficult to tell their original color.
He focused his spiritual sense on them briefly, then looked at Dam Un-saeng.
“If they’re third-rank spirit plants, I don’t think we’ll have the skill to appraise them.”
“Don’t tamper with anything like that. Record its condition and seals. If you can transport it, bring it back as it is. I’ll perform the final appraisal.”
“Understood.”
“There are three things you need to check. Whether the actual goods match the ledger, how much medicinal potency remains, and whether there’s a way to bring the living spirit plants back to our sect intact. Don’t set prices by blindly believing whatever their cultivators have written down.”
While reading the letter, Bang Je-un asked, “Do you intend to purchase the inheritances as well?”
“If there’s anything useful.”
Dam Un-saeng picked up another sheet.
“They’ve put rather high prices even on inheritances they don’t currently use. They claim to have based them on records left by previous generations, but we won’t know what the contents are really like until you get there.”
Yi Hyeon listened quietly.
Having to travel outside was a little troublesome, but getting to see new spirit plants and inheritances for himself was not a bad thing.
“Which sect is it?”
“Cheongha Valley in the Daeyeon Kingdom.”
‘Huh?’
It had been a long time since he had heard the name Cheongha Valley.
Dam Un-saeng continued.
“It used to be fairly well known in the northwest. But the quality of its spirit vein began declining several hundred years ago, and apparently it hasn’t produced a Golden Core cultivator in a long time.”
Bang Je-un looked down at the letter.
“Is that why they’re selling medicinal ingredients and inheritances?”
“That doesn’t seem to be the only reason. They appear to have suffered losses in trade recently, too.”
Dam Un-saeng picked up another letter.
“We’ve received reports of increasingly frequent demonic beast sightings along the coast southwest of Cheongha Valley over the past few years. A merchant company that traded with Cheongha Valley has lost ships, and apparently there have been fewer sailings on some routes.”
Bang Je-un asked, “Have they discovered why the demonic beasts have suddenly increased?”
“Not yet. There’s talk that beasts normally seen only far out at sea have appeared near the coast, but we don’t have enough reports to be certain.”
Dam Un-saeng pushed that letter aside.
“Find out the details of Cheongha Valley’s situation when you get there. The terms of the deal will differ depending on whether they urgently need spirit stones or are clearing out the medicinal storehouse because they can no longer maintain it.”
“Understood.”
Dam Un-saeng handed Yi Hyeon one of the jade slips on the table.
“This is the list they sent. Read it before you leave. If there are any names you don’t understand, ask me.”
Yi Hyeon accepted the jade slip.
“When do we leave?”
“I’m thinking in about half a month. Settle your current duties and prepare in the meantime.”
“Yes, Master.”
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