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    One hundred years ago, the head of the Heavenly Demon was severed from his body, marking the end of a short, yet grotesque war. This also indicated the start of Mount Hua's steady downfall, which would continue for six more generations.

    At least, that's how it should've been. But unlike the history that very few know, not everyone died on that mountain.

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    (Or: Tangcheong survives many years after the war and builds Mount Hua back up. It wasn't as humorous as you'd think.)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Ch54 my beloved ♥️
    “Just stay put here for a while and quit being a leech!”

    “I can’t do that!”

    “Why not?!”

    “Who’s going to tie your hair and help you get ready for the mornings? And who’s going to keep watch of the kids whenever you have to go somewhere?! Just delay your leave! Wait until I’m done before returning to Mount Hua! Don’t leave me!”

    “Yah! What are you saying in front of everyone, you bastard!”

    …Are we sure they’re really not married yet? Soso thinks blankly to herself, watching the two elders interact. The conversation had been so bizarre that she stopped her farewells with Yoo Iseol.

    Sadly, they really aren’t, which was crazy. Everything he listed down sounded like something married couples do. Tang Gunak was truly getting second-hand embarrassment from this blatant clinging. Tang Bo, you’re an elder and the renowned Dark Saint! Have some dignity, please!

    “Anyway, let go of me!”

    “But Dosa Hyung-nim!!!”

    He…he really doesn’t care about his dignity, does he? But no one can blame him. After all, he was someone who hasn’t left the Sword Saint’s side since he woke up. Suddenly being forced to stay in this place again is almost like a cruel punishment for something he wasn’t even aware that he did.

    Chung Myung turned to Tang Gunak. “If this brat starts making a mess of things, just tell me.”

    “...I will keep that in mind.”

    However, you shouldn’t say those kinds of things out loud. It was more likely that Tang Bo would voluntarily cause a mess if it meant that Chung Myung would come here to pick him up or hit him on the head. Sometimes, his behavior is really…astounding.

    “Hyung-nim! Don’t ignore me!”

    “Why are you complaining so much, ah?! Didn’t you ask for this?”

    “Yes, but just wait for me!”

    The only reason he was about to be left behind was because he still had some things to do, but the disciples have been away from the sect for longer than what was expected. Chung Myung already sent a letter to the sect leader, but it was about time they came back. As for Tang Bo, he would need more time tying up the loose ends and fixing some things going on within his family. He’s avoided doing so for long enough.

    He was about to turn around and leave with the kids, but paused at the last moment. Tang Bo was still grumbling unhappily to himself, a gloomy aura slowly starting to form over his head.

    Even if him being gloomy suits his ‘Dark Saint’ title more, it was a bit unsettling for him.

    “Tang Bo-ya.”

    “What is it, Hyung-nim?” he asked in a depressed tone.

    He was, however, taken by surprise when his wrist was forcibly grabbed without warning. It was raised up just next to the swordsman's ear, a little over his head. His sleeve naturally fell down to hide what was happening from one side.

    Someone, suspiciously sounding like Tang Soso, squeaked out loud.

    But Tang Bo cannot focus on anything else except— 

    Except for the surprisingly close face of his Hyung-nim next to his, looking at him with a strange expression.

    Before he could fully process what was happening, he felt something soft and chaste press against the left corner of his lip. It happened so briefly that it almost felt like a lie.

    Chung Myung let his arm fall down. Then, ears burning a vivid shade of red, he hurriedly turned away and left as fast as he could.

    “...”

    Wh….what just happened?

    Those who had been standing at the side where they could properly see everything were staring with wide eyes, hand over their mouth. No, even those who hadn’t seen what happened had let out loud gasps.

    As for the disciples, they were looking with their jaws on the ground at Tang Bo.

    …Wait, their sabom is leaving so fast! Huh? Wait wait wait, he didn’t even say goodbye to everyone else–?!

    Baek Cheon was the first to turn around, his own cheeks red from embarrassment of what he just witnessed. The others followed him, still bewildered about what just happened. They hurriedly began running to catch up to the Great Elder.

    …Tang Bo.

    As for Tang Bo, he seemed to have ceased functioning. He was neither sulking nor complaining. Instead, he stood frozen in the same spot, eyes wider and more dilated than anyone else in that place. He can’t even process what was going on around him, eyes firmly locked on the vanishing figure of the Sword Saint.

    “...That—”

    A hand slowly reached up to touch the corner of his lip, where he was sure…

    He had been so sure…..

    ….

    That….that….. 

    He slowly turned his head to stare blankly at Tang Gunak and his daughter.

    “....Tell me I’m not dreaming.”

    “......”

    …………….…That was a kiss, wasn’t it?

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    There are some things that comes in two. The shoes the disciples slip on every morning before going about their day. The lovebirds that would sing together in the tree branch. The chopsticks he picks up every day when eating some of the food that he bought outside.

    And...well. Those pairs always come together, working to balance and support each other at the same time.

    From one lifetime to another.

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    (Or: Tang Bo fell first. Chung Myung...he's a little late, but he'll get there eventually.)

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    09 Jun 2026

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    The way I nearly screamed when I realised I finished the final chapter...

    All that stress... I need MORE

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    Their love was not accepted back then. They hid it from everyone.
    "I want a family," Chеong Myeong said while sitting in a cave, when the war was in full swing. "I want to live with you, without worrying that others don't accept us."
    "Me too," Tang Bo answered, squeezing his hands tighter in his.
    But the war separated them.
    However, fate gave them a second chance.
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    This fanfic was created for entertainment purposes only and does not serve any other purpose.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    Did that little rascal pull this out when he visited him? Ah-Pyeoung had become a master of stealing his things as a child, thanks to Cheong Myeong's very careful tutelage, because the swordsman himself was tired of taking his smoking pipe and tobacco away from him at that point. Bah, this attachment of his grandson to his plum was as frightening as a crazy Taoist's sword! Who would steal anything from his own grandfather, who doted on his grandson?!

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    “How are we even going to shower like this?” Kim Rok Soo protested as they entered a large shower stall.

    “Just close your eyes and let us do all the work, Rok Soo,” Lee Soo Hyuk said, giving Kim Rok Soo a squeeze which made the younger man yelp.

    “Right, don’t you enjoy doing nothing?” Choi Jung Soo teased as he squeezed shampoo onto his hands and rubbed them together to gather foam.

    Kim Rok Soo felt too lazy to move so he asked his hyungs to carry him. They didn’t let him down no matter what.

    Available in Russian (Translated by KiraKainbekova)

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