After Lang Ryun left, Lang Byul had to force the maid to leave as well, but she was crying and apologizing because she had left him alone and had not noticed his exhaustion. He tried to tell her that it was not her fault, but she began crying even more and shouting that her young master was far too kind. The truth, however, was that he could not tolerate her strange voice, so he told her that he was hungry. After hearing that, she went to prepare food for him.
Lang Byul closed the door and began trying to calm himself down in anger. He sat on the chair and started thinking. He had clearly seen that the core contained three colors: purple, blue, and red. The purple was the energy of the Purple Mist Sect, and the blue was the energy of the Red Sea Sect. This meant that the red energy was certainly the energy of the Dual Lock.
This energy appears when both the blue and purple energies try to take more space than the other, to the point that the swordsman can only use one energy at a time. This happens to everyone because the body cannot endure different energies simultaneously, so only one must prevail. This did not happen to Lang Liu because he never possessed the purple energy, nor did any of his other brothers. But Lang Byul was the only one who possessed it, so one of the energies should have taken control of the space.
However, the Dual Lock appeared instead. It occurs when the body is capable of enduring two or even three energies and attempts to merge them. Because it is stronger, both the purple and blue energies become useless, and no one can partially use the red energy; it must be complete. The same applies to the blue and purple energies. Those who suffer from this condition cannot properly control or use their sword.
But that was fifteen years ago. Now he could solve the problem easily, yet there was a small issue: he needed the "Harmony Pill." Obtaining it would be somewhat difficult since only twenty pills exist in the world, recreated every two years. Even if he managed to obtain one, it would not help because no one knows how to create the original version; all existing ones are merely imitations.
The truth was discovered two years later in the shrine of the swordsman Lexing, but no one now knows the location of his shrine. Therefore, obtaining it should actually be easy.
He smiled happily, but that happiness quickly disappeared when he remembered that he did not know the exact location. He had only heard about the manuscript that led to discovering the tomb. He fell silent for a moment and thought for a minute before smiling again.
"I suppose I will need his help again this time. That's fine. Good news will arrive tomorrow, hahaha."
"My lord… are you… alright?"
"…Yes."
"Oh, alright. I brought the food."
"Alright, you may leave."
While Lang Byul was eating, his plans had already succeeded.
In a quiet palace-like place, inside a luxurious room, an old man sat holding Lang Byul's letter and a cup of tea. The content of the letter read:
"Hello, I am Lang Byul from the Red Sea Sect, son of Lang Jong and Mary Seongir. I know my brother was the cause of what happened, so I hope he and everyone involved receive the appropriate punishment. I apologize on behalf of my mother and father for raising their son this way. I hope you can forgive my family. In the end, the instructor and the third-grade students were punished after recovering from serious injuries. I hope you will be kind, as safety comes first."
After reading it, he began laughing.
The servant could not suppress his curiosity and asked, "My lord, why are you laughing? I think the letter is not bad, and the handwriting is beautiful. It is known that Lang Byul is the 'White Lotus Flower,' respected even though he cannot reach the higher stages, yet very kind. That is what I heard from the people of the Red Sea Sect."
The leader of the Golden Tiger Sect smiled mockingly.
"Well, you are still too young to understand what this letter means. Although it was written by a child, look at how he wrote 'Mary Seongir,' and then 'recovered from injuries.' Look at the stroke of the pen. It feels as if he pressed the ink brush in anger, as if giving a warning. And he has every right to do so. After all, the third-grade students were injured, and they belong to a prestigious sect unlike the Golden Tiger Sect. But what truly amazed me was that he sent 'Iced Thousand Fragrance Tea.' No one can obtain this tea easily. Even I could not. It is as if he is saying: if we ever become enemies, you will certainly lose."
The servant became furious and secretly mocked Lang Byul. The sect leader sighed. It was ironic how such a young child could be this bold because of his family and speak to a sect leader in such a manner. He ordered the servant to let someone drink the tea first, and if it was not poisoned, to give it to Ramiyuna.
The servant objected to giving the sect leader's wife anything from the Red Sea Sect, but a single glance from the leader made him stop and agree. He had heard the physician say that if she drank this tea, she might recover. He also wanted to confirm the spy who had informed Lang Byul about this.
Previously, he believed Lang Byul was merely an innocent child, but it seemed he resembled his mother greatly. After all, he was the son of Lang Jong and Mary Seongir.
"I am truly curious to see this child. Will he be like his mother or his father?"
…
Lang Byul suddenly felt as if someone was talking about him.
After finishing his meal, he wondered whether the leader of the Golden Tiger Sect had understood his message, since there had not been enough ink left. It was also the first time in a long while that he had written to someone himself. The reader had always said his handwriting was the worst he had ever seen, so he usually let a servant write his letters. But after returning through time, he remembered that he no longer had an educated servant, so he tried to be as polite as possible.
He smiled while thinking that they would certainly thank him for the tea. Before returning through time, he had heard that the sect leader had been searching for that tea for his wife because she loved it very much. Lang Byul imagined the sect leader and his wife happily drinking the tea and thanking him, and he smiled at the thought.
"No. I must not forget to take the white pill."
He sat on the bed, took out the white pill, and began swallowing it. Although it would not help much, it would at least allow him to use his aura. He closed his eyes and began absorbing the pill, spreading its effects throughout his body. After finishing, he sighed and went to drink water. The pill did not taste good at all, so he tried to remove the flavor by eating sweets or drinking water.
After that, he went to sleep. He looked at the ceiling and thought that tomorrow would be the beginning of his training, and it would certainly be an exciting day… or so he believed.
Lang Byul stood before the leader of the Red Sea Sect, the ministers, his father, and everyone who had attended the previous meeting. He looked nervously at the leader, then turned his gaze away.
I did not know this would happen. I was asleep two hours ago, and all of this happened because of blue tea.