The Return of the Namgoong Clan's Granddaughter-Chapter 49
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!
“...!”
An overwhelming surge of Namgoong Mucheon’s internal energy poured into her body—beyond comparison to anything before.
It felt like a massive storm crashing down.
Her mind was slowly sinking beneath the torrent of energy. A part of her even wanted to give in and be swept away by its flow.
“Breathe!”
“...!”
At Namgoong Mucheon’s shout, Seolhwa only then realized she hadn’t been breathing.
Slowly, very slowly, she exhaled—consciously trying to sense the flow of Namgoong Mucheon’s energy.
CRAAASH—!
She had known that Namgoong Mucheon’s internal energy, having reached the Flowing Realm, was immense—but the flood of power rushing into her was immeasurable, seemingly without end.
In an instant, a full Gapja (cycle) of internal energy surged into Seolhwa’s # Nоvеlight # dantian.
Once filled, the internal energy roiled violently, as if shaking her dantian from the inside.
The blood energy that had once clouded her dantian had long since melted away like snow.
Even the internal force from the Great Return Pill—which she had yet to fully absorb—was quickly harmonizing with Namgoong Mucheon’s energy.
The energy, having stabilized within her dantian, soon began to surge through her meridians, sweeping through her entire body.
RUMMMMBBLE—!
‘Azure Dragon!’
What raged through her was no ordinary energy—it was a dragon. The very same azure dragon she had seen in her dream.
Unhindered, the dragon dashed through her Conception Vessel and Governing Vessel, and as it coursed through her meridians, every trace of impurity vanished, the channels widening behind it.
“...!”
Though Seolhwa had a high threshold for pain, even she couldn’t escape the agony of forcibly widening her meridians.
Each time the dragon pierced through a major channel, an intense wave of pain washed over her entire body.
Seolhwa clenched her fists to endure the pain.
‘Heh...!’
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Namgoong Mucheon’s expression, as he directed his energy through her channels, was now filled with astonishment and admiration.
‘Is this even possible?’
He had initially intended to use only half a Gapja of internal energy to perform the Bone Cleansing and Marrow Washing ritual. And yet, even after pouring in everything, the energy continued flowing endlessly.
It was as if the child’s body was willingly absorbing and hungering for his energy, drawing it in of its own accord.
At this rate, he would end up infusing a full Gapja—no, more than that. It would likely exceed even one and a half Gapja.
And that wasn’t all.
Her meridians, as if they had been waiting for this moment, opened up readily and expanded wherever the energy flowed.
He had estimated the circulation of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians would take at least half a day. But at this rate, it would be over in less than half a Shichen—under an hour.
‘At this pace...’
Even her Twelve Primary Meridians might become accessible, making a Great Cycle possible!
All he needed to do was pour in another half Gapja more of internal energy.
If that happened, this girl—who had barely reached the second class—would leap straight into the Peak Realm.
‘No... I can’t. Excess is as bad as deficiency. I mustn’t ruin everything by overreaching.’
Namgoong Mucheon swallowed dryly.
His mind was telling him to stop, but the martial artist’s instinct couldn’t let go of the desire.
He had spent his life polishing martial arts, amassing internal power, meeting countless talented fighters—but never before had he seen a body so perfectly attuned to energy.
And the fact that this body belonged to his granddaughter only fanned the flames of his greed.
‘Fine. Let’s see how far we can go.’
In the end, Namgoong Mucheon raised his internal energy even higher.
A deeper, more vivid blue glow began radiating around the hands touching the child’s body.
“...!”
Seolhwa felt something was off.
Namgoong Mucheon’s energy, which had just completed circulating through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, didn’t stop—it began entering her minor meridians.
‘No way... is he trying to break through the Twelve Meridians too?’
He was about to push past the Small Cycle and open the path to the Great Cycle?
Before the blood energy was expelled, Seolhwa’s cultivation realm had been the Peak.
But that was only in terms of how much internal energy had been force-fed into her—it was a superficial level.
Her minor meridians still couldn’t circulate internal energy freely, making her only a “half-baked Peak,” at best.
And now Namgoong Mucheon was trying to break open those minor meridians. With his immense power.
RUMMMBLE....
The energy that had previously surged through her like a storm now began to slow, its violent momentum softening.
It circled gently at the entrance of her minor meridians, almost as if... it was waiting for her permission.
‘If I can open these minor meridians now, it would be a huge advantage for everything going forward.’
She’d be able to raise her level faster—and stand against the Blood Demon that much sooner.
She wouldn’t have to anxiously chase after her next breakthrough. That time could be spent more productively, more efficiently.
But...
‘Is it even possible?’
Could someone at the second class truly leap into the Peak Realm in one go?
Still, Seolhwa didn’t hesitate for long.
‘He’s the Celestial Dragon Sword Emperor. He made this decision. I won’t doubt it.’
Namgoong Mucheon had chosen to move forward.
Seolhwa chose to trust in that decision.
She let the strength leave her body.
And with that, the energy lingering at the edge of her minor meridians began to flow—ever so slowly—into her innermost paths.
The azure dragon’s presence was about to spread from the tips of her fingers, to the soles of her feet, and eventually—through her entire body.
Seolhwa surrendered herself completely to the energy that now flowed slowly—but with certainty—through her.
****
She opened her eyes to a refreshing breeze and a clear, pure sky.
The sky, filled with nothing but endless blue, filled her vision.
She lowered her gaze to look below.
Splash— The place where her feet landed rippled.
‘The sea?’
She appeared to be standing in a place that looked like a calm, gentle sea.
A crystal-clear, still sea without a single wave.
No—that wasn’t the sea.
‘The sky.’
Whether she looked up or down, there was only sky—sky and nothing else.
Soft, white clouds floated gently above her head and beneath her feet alike.
No noise, no clamor.
Only stillness.
‘The sky already fills the ground on which we stand, so the air we breathe and the wind we feel—are they not all the sky as well?’
Namgoong Cheongun’s words came back to her.
Feeling the breeze that called out in quiet serenity, Seolhwa thought:
‘Everything is the sky. The sky itself.’
Those who stand upon the earth are already touching the sky. We’re no different from those living within it.
We breathe the sky. We feel the sky. Thus, the sky’s energy already fills us completely.
There’s no need to reach out and try to seize it—because it’s already here, abundant and fair for everyone.
****
Seolhwa opened her eyes.
And then—she felt her body sinking.
She had drifted, untethered in a state of selflessness, letting herself be carried by the energy. Now she was falling again, regaining her senses.
When she looked up, she found herself once again in Namgoong Mucheon’s arms.
“You’ve achieved greatness.”
He looked somewhat tired. But his expression was brighter than ever before.
‘Truly a child of the heavens.’
He had only intended to open her minor meridians.
But at some point, she had started moving the energy on her own—and then, at terrifying speed, her internal energy had begun to gather.
Then, her body had suddenly lifted into the air. As though she were manipulating herself with telekinesis.
From that point forward, he no longer needed to intervene.
The child had begun finding the answers on her own.
“Did you gain enlightenment?”
“I don’t really know.”
She wasn’t sure what, exactly, she had realized.
There had simply been... sky. Nothing but sky.
“I think I understand now where Namgoong’s spirit of integrity and honesty comes from.”
“Hahahahahaha!”
Namgoong Mucheon burst into laughter more heartily than ever before.
“You’ve realized something that even those who’ve lived in Namgoong for decades haven’t grasped. Truly, you’ve achieved greatness!”
And again, he laughed aloud.
To witness his granddaughter reach such enlightenment before his eyes—there was no describing the depth of that emotion.
Seolhwa was just as surprised.
‘...I’ve reached the Peak Realm. Already.’
It hadn’t been long since she had driven out the Peak-level blood energy and dropped to the second class.
She had thought that after receiving the Bone Cleansing and Marrow Washing ritual, she would rise to the first class. But now, she had already reached the Peak Realm.
And not through force—but by enlightenment.
Seolhwa placed her hand over her dantian.
A full Gapja of energy now filled it completely.
Not someone else’s energy. Not something forcefully drawn in. It was entirely her own internal energy.
“I didn’t expect to use three times the energy I had anticipated.”
“Three times?”
“I poured in a full three Gapja of internal energy.”
“...!”
“A little more, and it might not have been enough. It could have become dangerous.”
Namgoong Mucheon possessed four Gapja worth of internal energy. Having used three-fourths of it, the toll was significant.
“Are you alright?”
“I’ll need some rest for a while, but I’ll recover soon enough. Don’t worry. It’s hard to increase energy, but not so hard to replenish it.”
His dantian wasn’t damaged or diminished.
“You’ve achieved an astonishing result. I reached the Peak Realm in my early twenties. You’re thirteen—you beat me by seven years.”
Seven years ahead of the Celestial Dragon Sword Emperor, one of the Ten Great Masters.
He said it lightly—but it was a truly extraordinary achievement.
None of the other masters among the top ten had ever reached the Peak Realm at thirteen.
Seolhwa’s accomplishment wasn’t just genius—it was monstrous.
How could this be possible?
Namgoong Mucheon reached a single, definitive conclusion.
