RCFDC CH 7

Chapter 07

The Heavenly Rhythm Silk turned pure white.

It wasn’t completely white, though. Depending on the angle of the light, it strangely shimmered with a bluish glow.

“Usually, Heavenly Rhythm Silk only reveals a single color.”

“Really?”

“It’s extremely rare for it to show two colors at once.”

After hearing the fabric shop owner’s explanation, the Heavenly Rhythm Silk looked even more beautiful to me.

“Wooow.”

I stared blankly at the brilliant fabric for a long while. It possessed a radiant beauty ordinary silk could never compare to.

For quite some time, I wandered around excitedly while carrying the silk.

“Stop running around so much and bring it over here.”

“Okaay!”

When Baek Unjin waved his hand, the Heavenly Rhythm Silk floated into the air and neatly folded itself before landing in the shop owner’s hands.

“Then I’ll make the flying robes as quickly as possible and send them to the Cheongwoo Immortal Sect.”

“Thank you.”

As payment, Baek Unjin took out spirit stones from his robe and handed them over.

Spirit stones acted as currency among cultivators.

They were used in many ways, such as creating magical treasures or refining spiritual pills.

After leaving the flying robes behind at the shop, we stepped back outside.

As it started feeling like it was finally time to leave, my eyes unconsciously drifted toward the bustling marketplace again.

When Baek Unjin noticed me sneaking glances at it, he spoke.

“Should we return tomorrow instead?”

“Really?!”

“It’s not as though a single day’s delay will cause any problems.”

“Then can we go to that shop over there?!”

I immediately dragged Baek Unjin toward the general store I had wanted to visit earlier.

At the store, I bought hair accessories and other little necessities. I also bought another sugar figurine and wandered around looking at all kinds of things.

That night, there seemed to be some kind of festival nearby, because fireworks shot into the sky.

The next day, we boarded the same flying artifact we had used to come to Hyeonbaek and headed back to the Cheongwoo Immortal Sect.

This time, I took motion sickness medicine beforehand, so my stomach didn’t churn during the flight.

Baek Unjin suddenly held out the Fate Nameplate toward me.

“Keep it.”

“This? Wouldn’t it be better if you kept it, Master?”

I hadn’t said it aloud, but I knew the Fate Nameplate was an incredibly valuable treasure.

Even Jinmun complained until the very end before handing it over.

“It was obtained because of you, so it’s only right that you keep it.”

Baek Unjin firmly pressed the Fate Nameplate into my hand.

Since he was insisting this much, I couldn’t refuse and quietly tucked it into my robes.

After returning to the Cheongwoo Immortal Sect, a month passed.

Maybe fighting Yang Jahan in actual combat had helped, because people began saying my skills had improved noticeably.

I myself had also spent much more time practicing than before.

‘That look in his eyes.’

I still didn’t know why Yang Jahan tried to kill me, but his gaze wasn’t the gaze of someone who had given up.

This time I survived because Baek Unjin helped me, but there was no guarantee the same thing would happen next time.

I had no idea when or why I might clash with Yang Jahan again.

‘At the very least, I need to become as strong as him… or reach his level!’

My sword shifted and sliced through the air.

Strong winds rose along the sword’s path, sending the fallen leaves on the ground flying into the sky.

“You’re working hard.”

“Master.”

After wiping away my sweat, I bowed my head and hurried over to Baek Unjin.

“The flying robes have arrived.”

“Really?!”

“Yes. I think we can end training early today.”

After sheathing my sword, I immediately returned to Byeogun Pavilion together with Baek Unjin.

Back in my room, I found a large box with pure white robes folded inside.

I quickly changed into them.

At first, I thought they might be too big, but the moment I infused the Heavenly Rhythm Silk with spiritual power, the fabric shrank perfectly to fit my body.

“Wooow!”

I spun around in front of the mirror, and the silk fluttering around my body looked incredibly beautiful.

More importantly, compared to the clothes I had worn before, these were much easier to move in.

“It seems you like them.”

“Yes!”

Saying I liked them wasn’t enough.

Even though I had transmigrated, everything in this world still felt unfamiliar.

In such a strange place, having something that truly belonged to me for the first time was impossible to put into words.

Not only did the flying robes fit perfectly, they also helped the wearer move more smoothly and acted as protective gear against outside attacks.

While I was still happily admiring the robes, I noticed that Baek Unjin’s clothing looked quite different from usual.

“Master, are you going somewhere?”

“Something urgent has come up. Starting tomorrow, I’ll likely be away for some time.”

Baek Unjin glanced outside the window and let out a short sigh.

Cultivators often had to leave their sects because of missions assigned by the sect.

Ever since taking me in as his disciple, Baek Unjin had barely gone on missions.

Even when he reluctantly accepted one, he usually finished it in less than a day.

So for him to say this much meant it was not only urgent but also something too important to refuse.

“I understand. But where are you going?”

“To Taehur Kingdom.”

The Cheongwoo Immortal Sect was located within Baekryeon Kingdom, while Taehur Kingdom lay west of it.

‘Wait a second… Taehur Kingdom at this point in time?’

Four years had already passed since Baek Unjin accepted me as his disciple.

If he was going to Taehur Kingdom now, then it could only be because of that event.

‘Master’s disciple.’

Unlike the original story where I became Baek Unjin’s disciple, Baek Unjin originally had one disciple before me, his first and last disciple.

That disciple was Eun Hwigyeom, whom Baek Unjin brought back from the Taehur Kingdom.

However, shortly after becoming Baek Unjin’s disciple, Eun Hwigyeom was killed by forces trying to keep Baek Unjin in check.

Back then, Eun Hwigyeom’s death had deeply shocked Baek Unjin, and after that, he never accepted another disciple again.

From that point onward, Baek Unjin became just like the other cultivators in Chronicles of Heavenly Fate Cultivation, willing to use any means necessary for cultivation.

“Master!”

“What is it?”

“Please stay safe and come back healthy. Ah, and bring souvenirs too!”

“You want souvenirs?”

“Haha, yes. I’ve never been to Taehur Kingdom before.”

Of course, I couldn’t exactly tell Baek Unjin about Eun Hwigyeom.

So instead, I simply acted like a pure-hearted disciple sincerely wishing for her master’s safety.

“Very well. I’ll bring back something you’ll like.”

“Thank you!”

I bowed deeply in gratitude.

‘If it’s a mission from Taehur Kingdom that even Baek Unjin can’t refuse, then it’s probably the extermination of the Three-Life Ghost.’

True to being a xianxia novel, Chronicles of Heavenly Fate Cultivation contained all kinds of supernatural beings.

Among them were evil spirits filled with resentment.

Ghosts that did not harm ordinary people were simply called spirits. After that came progressively more dangerous beings.

The order went from wandering souls to vengeful spirits, then ghost souls, and finally ghost lords.

A wandering soul might only bring small misfortunes upon a household, but beyond that level, serious disasters such as mysterious plagues affecting entire villages could occur.

The Three-Life Ghost was classified as a ghost lord-level spirit.

According to the original story, Eun Hwigyeom’s parents and family were killed by the Three-Life Ghost, and he alone survived before being rescued by Baek Unjin and becoming his disciple.

‘If only I were stronger.’

Even though I only knew his name, the thought briefly crossed my mind that perhaps his family could also be saved.

‘No. That’s going too far.’

Right now, I was still young and only a First Star Qi Refinement cultivator who had barely entered the cultivation path.

I had to know the difference between what I could and couldn’t do.

Still, I decided that if Baek Unjin really brought Eun Hwigyeom back, I would treat him kindly.

If he didn’t die immediately, perhaps there might be a way to prevent his death altogether.

“Until I return, continue practicing the Lotus Flame Flash Sword Art and the Azure Flame Technique. Especially the Azure Flame Technique. If you still haven’t reached the Seventh Stage this time, prepare to be scolded.”

“Huh?”

Cultivators could use special abilities called cultivation arts.

Each cultivation art was divided into stages from the first stage all the way to the twelfth stage, the absolute peak.

Currently, Baek Unjin is teaching me the sword art Lotus Flame Flash along with the Azure Flame Technique.

At the moment, my Azure Flame technique was stuck at the seventh stage.

Even after I questioned him, Baek Unjin only smiled brightly without answering.

There was one thing I had learned while living with him…

Surprisingly, although he was usually gentle, the moment he smiled silently, he became terrifying.