Possessing Nothing Chapter 80

Editor: EndlessSkyRain

He asked for food, and the monks of Shaolin did not refuse. Scarlet smiled at Lee Sung-min as if he were looking through her, and Sung-min felt awkward for no reason. 

Maybe it was because it was too early for lunch but in the restaurant there were very few people eating. Few of them were monks who had their heads shaved. Scarlet looked at the heads of the hairless monks in wonder, and Lee Sung-min poked her in the side with his elbow. 

"That's rude." 

"I said something," Scarlet grunted. 

Sung-min sat in a vacant seat, and shortly after, a little peanut brought him some food. From the look of the Shaolin's food, it looked like a stump. The liver was a little sour, but this one was more of a pick-me-up for Scarlet. 

During the meal, the monks in the cafeteria did not care about Lee Sung-min and Scarlet. Thanks to their silence, neither Lee Sung-min nor Scarlet spoke. 

At the end of a quiet meal, "Lee Sung-min," one of the passengers approached. 

Lee Sung-min, who was emptying his plate and drinking tea, looked at the man with his eyes wide open then bowed his head. 

"The Abbot wants to see you. " 

"… me?" 

"Yes." 

If one were a moderator, it would be like talking about a bizarre immortal. In the meantime, it seemed that Nam Gong-hee had spoken to the Immortal Ambassador. 

When Sung-min looked at Scarlet, she flicked her chopsticks then flicked his head. "Bye. " 

"What about you?" 

"I'll just have a look around. It's not gonna take long anyway, is it?" 

"That's something we need to talk about." 

"Just go," Scarlet lowered her chopsticks. 

Lee Sung-min nodded slightly. Then Lee Seong-min got up, he turned around and went out of the restaurant. 

After Seong-min followed the man out of the restaurant, he started walking. No, we should call it skating. It was a strange new way of doing things. Every time he reaches one step forward, the little body swoops and slides forward. If the usual new method was to make the body move quickly, the new method unfolded seemed to fold the space between the steps. 

(T/N: The above context shows the man gliding through space/air while Seong-min tries to follow him.)

He was a rational man who had little shortage in the air and had trained his immortal soul to enter neogenetics, but he barely pursued the steps of the equator. He walks out the back door of Shaolin and then starts up the mountain path. 

Lee Sung-min wondered where he was headed. It was because the Nam Gong Hee Won, who was meeting the Immortal Ambassador, and the successors of the other Segas, did not go out the back door. 

"Is it true we're heading for the Immortal Ambassador?" 

"Yes." 

When Lee Sung-min asked aloud, the man became upset. 

The road was no longer a path. The pearl crossed between the trees like a small animal, and Sung-min also followed behind the pearl. 

‘I wonder how long it's been running.'

They ran the law of Psalms against each other, so they were quite far from Shaolin. It was the entrance of a small cave where one man could barely enter. 

"This is it," He turns away, saying that, "The Immortal Ambassador is in here." 

Along with the end of the horse, Dongseung joined forces and disappeared into a mist in front of Lee Sung-min's eyes. Lee Sung-min was flawed and looked at the place where there was a child. There was nothing. The fog has already dissipated. 

[What are you doing? without coming inside.] The voice that was ringing in his head was not a phonograph. 

Lee Sung-min looked around. 

The voices echoing all around were making it impossible to confirm its origin. 

[Aya. It's in here.] 

‘My voice tugged at my tongue.'

Inside the cave, Lee Sung-min was nervous and swallowed a dry saliva. Then he slowly walked into the entrance of the cave. 

‘I could barely get into the cave if I lowered my body slightly.' 

Inside the cave, a light was illuminating, and Lee Sung-min went forward using it as a direction chart. As he walked in, the ceiling of the cave became higher, so he was able to walk even with his waist lifted. 

"Indeed." 

At the end of the cave, the old man sat on his throne. The old man's eyes narrowed when he saw Lee Sung-min walking in. Deep wrinkles and long beards tell the story of the old man's life. 

"You are beloved by Hezee," The old man muttered. The meaning was unknown. 

"… Who are you?" 

"You know and you ask. Ajah. Are you asking because you don't know who I really am?" The old man giggles and laughs. 

Lee Sung-min hesitated and opened his mouth, "… a bizarre immortal ambassador." 

"That's right. I'm a freak," The Immortal Ambassador smiled. 

Since he is the head of Shaolin, he imagined he was a powerful master. It seemed like an old monster, what Lee Sung-min felt to the immortal ambassador in front of him. 

"What was that?" 

"It's magic," the Immortal Ambassador said. 

He was also concerned about the answer, but what disturbed Lee Sung-min was another word that the Immortal Ambassador muttered, "What's the meaning of an aggravating…? " 

"Monster, opower, pelant, ghost, mysterious beings and phenomena beyond human understanding. I mean, all of it." 

"What does it mean to be loved by a violent god?" 

"It means exactly what it means, Ayaya. You are blessed by demons, blessed by the care of the mighty and the blessings of Pelant." The face of the immortal ambassador who said that seemed pleasant, but Lee Sung-min was not pleasant.

 I didn't know what “dysfunctional” meant, but I didn't think the Immortal Ambassador would give me the right answer. 

"Can't you just tell me the truth instead of turning around?" 

"Aha. If I had been able to do that, I would have stripped the flesh and lifted myself to heaven and sat on a throne. It's been a long time, but it's still a long time." 

After all, I can't tell you the truth again. 

Lee Sung-min smiled, frustrated, then settled down. 

"How did you know?" 

"What do you mean?" 

"What's with all the aggravation? Do you think the Immortal Ambassador sees my causality distorted?" 

"Causality? I don't know what that means. Aha. What I'm talking about is… it's quite literal. Out of the scope of understanding, which humans don't understand. Mysterious beings and all that," the immortal ambassador said that with a sinister smile. The old man with the wrinkled, bearded face looked strangely like that. 

"… I… have lots of questions." 

"I can't answer that for myself. Every human being who enters the abyss of mortality cannot give you an answer." 

"… Can a god of mortality answer that?" 

"If the god you speak of exists in this world, they cannot answer you," The Immortal Ambassador giggled and laughed. 

The laughter and the words held a strange echo. Lee Sung-min fixed his face and asked words held a strange echo, "Why?" 

"Because they are no different from humans…. if you want to know what a tough guy who loves you is, yes. You'd better die quick. Then you will be able to be close to the mysterious being." 

"What nonsense…" Lee Seong-min muttered. 

The fire ambassador closes his eyes slightly. A moment later, when the eyes of the Immortal Ambassador opened, his eyes were full of white without any trace of black. 

When Lee Sung-min and the Immortal Ambassador's eyes met, he swallowed his breath heavily. 

"Head north," the immortal dialogue resounded in Lee Sung-min's head. 

My breath stops. My heart doesn't beat. I tried to blink, but my eyelids didn't move. 

"North, where the ice caps won't melt. If you have a relationship, you'll meet a nobleman. No, it will be." 

I can't hear my voice. Has… time stopped? No, time is running out. 

"Five years later, When winter freezes over. Then," that was the last thing he said. 

The light disappeared from the eyes of the Immortal Ambassador. It was not until the eyes of the Immortal Ambassador, who was tilting his head for a moment, returned to normal that the time slowed down and was accelerated. 

Lee Sung-min blinked his eyes and kept his mouth shut. "That was…" 

"Don't ask," the Immortal Ambassador swoops over his head, "I don't remember what I said to you. What I just had in my body was not me, but the Holy Spirit. Chuckle! It's a little ridiculous to talk about a spirit, not a Buddha, with my head shaven." 

I'm confused in my head. 

The Immortal Ambassador was very foreign compared to other people Lee Sung-min had met so far. Especially what the Spirit just said. North, where the ice caps won't melt. Five years later, when winter freezes over. 

Lee Sung-min frowned, thinking about what he said. "… why are you saying this to me?" 

"Chuckle! Aha, you keep asking me questions I can't answer. It is not that you do not answer, but that you cannot answer. It would be impossible for most beings to answer your question," The immortal ambassador reached out his hand saying so. 

"Sword Dragon. I've heard stories from that arrogant boy. I heard you have the Shaolin paperwork. What do you have?” 

"… have the right to immunity, the right to protect me, and the right to drink." 

"It's not that great of a bureaucracy. The representative law of Shaolin is Vaccine, the representative law is My Aid, and the representative law is Moon & Moon. Do you know what that means? It means it's common." 

Listening to the immortal ambassador, Lee Sung-min took out the three volumes of blank books he had in his arms. 

"How did you get your hands on the unusual?" 

"… I found a corpse." 

"The corpse. Who was it?" 

"… Xeon." 

"Xeon. Yes. There was one in Shaolin." 

Xeon, Shaolin's fastest disciple, who was wielding his notoriety in Behenger. 

Shaolin's director, Immortal Ambassador, was all he could think about. Immortality ambassadors left behind some papers received from Lee Sung-min. 

Lee Sung-min was dumbfounded as he had no idea that the books he had brought here would be treated like that. 

"It's old. Take it." The Immortal Ambassador rummages through his possessions and throws something stacked on paper to Lee Sung-min. 

Lee Sung-min stretched out his hands and received it. 

"Great company. Eat up," the immortal ambassador said, revealing this. 

At that, Lee Seong-min opened the paper in shock. Just as the Immortal Ambassador said, inside, he found a spectacular group that exudes a pleasant fragrance. 

"If you're such a common artisan, why are you giving me the Great Sage?” 

"Ah-ha, you're such a dick to me. Why, if you don't want to, can you switch to the fire brigade?” 

"No, I'm not saying no…" Lee Seong-min shook his head. 

The immortal ambassador smiled greatly. 

"Wijihoyeon." 

Lee Sung-min's shoulders flinched when the ambassador spit out the name. 

"About a month ago. A boy named Wijihoyeon came here.” 

"… Yes?" 

"Wijihoyeon. It's called the Little Horse. It's so weird. The child I saw called Wijihoyeon was not called Sothon Ma. Currently, there are three children called ‘Heavenly Horse' in this world, including the girl. In my opinion, the child called ‘Heavenly Horse' was the closest to the star sign." 

The Immortal Ambassador smiled. Sword dragon Nam Gong-hee Won… said that Gwangcheon Ma's Wall is the right person for the stars. However, Shaolin's director, Immortal Ambassador, says that Wijihoyeon is closest to the star sign, “Thousand Horses.” 

"The boy has the fate of the king. Unless he's caught up in a transcendent prank, he'll be in absolute existence. I've lived a long time, but I've never seen a child more powerful and capable than him." 

"… why did you say that to me?" 

"He said the name is Lee Sung-min." The eyes of the Immortal Ambassador bent. 

"I talked a lot with Wijiho-yeon. The fate and qualities of his king will soon be the thousand horses that rule over him, subduing him. It was just a curiosity. What kind of life did the child who would inevitably become a giant live in this world? What was the encounter like?" 

Lee was silent as he wondered what the Immortal Ambassador would say and what Wijiho-yeon would say. Lee Sung-min was intrigued by the name ‘Lee Sung-min'. 

"The first friend I ever made. That's what they say. That's why I became interested in the name Sung-min. I didn't think that Lee Sung-min would be loved by a violent person." 

The Immortal Ambassador laughed. 

Lee Sung-min laughed a little, and what the immortal ambassador said made him feel a little heartfelt. The first friend he ever made and his only friend. 

The only thing I'm going to do… now that I'm four years away from Wijiho-yeon, does that mean she hasn't made any friends beside me? 

"I've lived a long life. The whole shaman was already completed, but my qualities did not remove the mortal veil from the shaman's end. I put my hands on a lot of this and that. That's what the star sign is,” —he chuckled— “The old man who is the head of Shaolin is eating, drinking and touching the arts and judgments. How can he not call him a pervert? Well, I'm not complaining about my qualities that haven't seen the end of nothingness. Thanks to you, I was able to perform a few strange talents." 

The Immortal Ambassador raised his hand and swept down his bald head, "I knew you would come here. Yes. Ever since Wijiho-yeon came here a month ago… I knew ‘Lee Sung-min' would come here. So I told Wijiho-yeon that Lee Sung-min will be here in a month." 

"… What did Weijihoyen… said?" 

"'What does it matter?' he asked," The immortal ambassador laughed loudly. 

"You said it's not your time yet. He asked me to do something about it. If you come here and your skills don't matter… just take a look at the work." 

There are still six years left until I promised to meet with Wijiho-yeon. 

He made a promise when he was 14 years old, and he decided to meet when he was 24 years old. He was still 18 years old. 

"You're weird. The second thing about being loved by a dysfunctional god… You are so weird. Sims, chi, sieves are all tangled up in a mess. Aha. I'll tell you in my old age. If you go on like this, you will not last years and you will lose everything."

"Yes. Right now, you're like a bomb that's going to explode. I haven't been able to touch your tangled body and soul for a long time." 

"Then… what should I do?" 

"I don't know." The immortal ambassador said with a cheeky face. 

"Wijiho-yeon. I like that kid. I've decided to take care of your shaman. Stay in Shaolin if you want. Maybe we'll get something if we're lucky." 

"You want to guide me?" 

"It is impossible to repair your deformed body, the seam, the chi and the torso. But I can take care of your skirting. Yes… But I can't lead these labors and guide you one by one. So," 

Geology. The battle for immortality resounded far away. Not long ago, a handsome young man entered the cave. 

"That child is the future of Shaolin." 

Even though he was handsome, he was bald. A young man, called “geography”, who was subdued, bowed his head in unison toward Lee Sung-min and the non-immortal ambassador. 

"Lightly rub it in." 

Yesterday and today, there were so many people who wanted to dance. 

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