The Martial God with Psychic Powers

“We’ll observe from the sidelines, and when it looks like the humans are about to be wiped out, we appear and save them. That way, the humans will revere us.”
“Then we torment those humans who revere us. That’s the method Dalgi used back in the day.”
“Many immortals found that spectacle quite amusing. And now, we can finally enjoy it ourselves.”

“Excellent! Truly delightful!”
The immortals grinned with madness in their eyes, despite the benevolent expressions on their faces.
From the beginning, they regarded humans as mere playthings.

“I hope that day comes soon.”
“Still, we must be cautious. The Heavenly Demon is surely sharpening his blade for revenge. If we’re careless, the human world may be destroyed before we get to enjoy it.”
“Is that so? Then we should discreetly warn the Daoist sects that worship us as gods.”

“That’s a good idea.”
“Well then, let’s begin.”
The two immortals moved to a suitable location and began carving unknown symbols into the ground.
Then, spreading their arms, they started muttering rapidly under their breath.

Their murmurs echoed in all directions, and the symbols on the ground began to emit light.
Vmmm—
As the light grew brighter and a resonant hum filled the air, they finally ceased their chanting.

“Hahaha. It’s ready now. Soon, the boundary will open, and the demons will pour into this world.”
“Now we can comfortably watch the surface descend into chaos.”
“This will be fun—truly. Hahaha!”

“I’ve been looking forward to this. I can’t even remember the last time I heard humans scream.”
“Hahaha. Let’s go spread word of our success to the other immortals.”
 

****
Several months had passed since Yeon Woo Jin established Sincheonjang.
During that time, the countless items he created had all turned into massive hits, becoming products that sold out the moment they appeared.

Every product Yeon Woo Jin created bore the character Yeon (燕).
He had branded his surname into every item.
And as soon as an item engraved with Yeon hit the shelves, it would sell instantly.

The name alone now carried tremendous influence.
Among them, the most sought-after item was undoubtedly the Johwadan.
Only one hundred pills were sold per month, and even information about who managed to buy them was unknown—an elixir shrouded in mystery.
Thanks to this, Sincheonjang’s finances grew more abundant by the day.

However, an issue had arisen with Changcheon Trading Group, which handled the distribution.
It was a shortage of manpower.
The guards needed to transport the goods, but there were far too few reliable individuals to entrust with such tasks.

“Honestly, business is booming, so I should be smiling—but I keep sighing instead.”
“Something wrong?”
“All of Lord Jang’s products are hits, but we don’t have enough hands. Requests are pouring in not just from Anhui, but from other regions too. It’s overwhelming.”

“Any places in particular that are especially important?”
“Plenty... but why do you ask?”
“Which of those important locations is the most difficult to reach?”

“Most difficult… There are several, but right now the hardest is Dian Cang in # Nоvеlight # Yunnan.”
“Dian Cang? As in the Dian Cang Sect?”
“Yes. They’ve ordered Johwadan.”

“The Dian Cang Sect? That’s unexpected.”
“Unexpected? Why do you say that?”
“Well, the Nine Great Sects can manufacture their own elixirs. Why go out of their way to buy them?”

“Ah! Even the Nine Great Sects prefer buying them if it’s cheaper than making them themselves. Not just Dian Cang—even Mount Hua Sect, famous for their Perilla Elixir, placed an order and bought a few.”
“Really?”
“I must’ve forgotten to mention it. Lord Jang’s products are most popular with the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Clans. As soon as something launches, they’re the first to swoop in. The lack of manpower is because we need trustworthy and powerful martial artists to deliver goods all across the Central Plains.”

“I see. In that case, I’ll go to Dian Cang.”
“Pardon?”
“Just hand over all the deliveries headed in that direction to me. I’ll make stops along the way and handle the drop-offs.”

“H-how can I ask that of you?”
“My products are popular, and you’re struggling because of it—of course I should help.”
“Normally, I should say no… but to be honest, we’re so busy that I just can’t refuse. Please, I’m begging you.”

Namgoong Hwan looked at him with a desperate expression, and Yeon Woo Jin gave a small chuckle.
“All right. I need to visit the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Clans anyway. If there are future deliveries headed that way, let me know.”
“Really? You’re not just saying that to ease my worries, are you?”

“Haha. No, I’m serious—I really do have business there.”

“Then I’m relieved. Please take care of it.”
Yeon Woo Jin gave a nod.

 
****
Yeon Woo Jin began selecting the people who would travel to Yunnan.

“This delivery will be handled by the First and Third Transcendence Squads.”
“Hell yes!”
“Let’s go!”

At his announcement, Jo Deok—leader of the First Squad—and Bang Woon—leader of the Third—cheered loudly.
The other squad leaders looked visibly disappointed.
“You’ll be doing deliveries elsewhere.”

“We will?”
Yeon Woo Jin nodded.
“Changcheon Trading Group is currently short-handed, so you’ll go assist with their deliveries.”

“Understood.”
“Learn everything you can. We’ll be establishing a formal Escort Bureau later.”
“An Escort Bureau?”

“Yes. We won’t be helping out chaotically—we’re going to support them properly. And while we’re at it, we’ll start building businesses under our own name.”
“Understood!”
Everyone nodded firmly, their expressions resolute.

Yeon Woo Jin then turned to Gi Ho and Bu Cheon Gi, who were standing off to the side, visibly disappointed.
“I’m counting on you to watch over the manor. I’m only leaving because I trust you’re here.”
Hearing that he trusted them, both of their faces brightened.

“You can count on us! We’ll guard this place so tightly not even an ant will get through!”
“To the Chief Inspector and Strategist—I’ll need you to begin preparing the Escort Bureau while I’m away.”
“Understood.”

Gwak Pyeong and Gong Yacheon nodded.
It had been awkward at first, but now orders and obedience had begun to settle in naturally.
With Sincheonjang firmly established, Yeon Woo Jin had decided it was now safe to begin moving again.

It was time to return the secret manuals.
Originally, he had considered traveling alone and returning them quickly—but that would deprive the others of experience in the Central Plains.
And the reason they came to the Central Plains was to gain experience.

To do that, he would need to send them out often.
Sincheonjang would also need to grow.
At that moment, Ma Ryong was already on the road to recruit talents for the expanding Sincheonjang.

Chun Ho Seong had left in search of the Hao Clan to acquire reliable intelligence.
Jeok Seong had secretly departed to Saengsa Gate to find trustworthy individuals to guard Sincheonjang in the shadows.
Yeon Woo Jin was looking forward to the day to come—

The day when Sincheonjang, no—Sincheonmun, would stand as a complete and unified force.
 
****

“Pardon? W-what are you saying? You can’t! That road is crawling with bandits. Taking that path is like begging them to rob us!”
The route Yeon Woo Jin had chosen led straight through the heart of Nokrim’s territory.
The moment he declared his intent to march through its center, the man in charge of guiding the way practically had a breakdown.

“Oh no! Lord Jang! I only have one life!”
The man pleaded desperately.
But Yeon Woo Jin’s word could not be defied.

Orders had been issued to obey him unconditionally.
That he was this frightened—
It only made Yeon Woo Jin more curious about Nokrim.

“Well then, just wait for us here.”
The destination he indicated was the next village beyond Nokrim’s den.
The man almost nodded without thinking.

But he quickly shook his head.
If he stayed behind alone while Yeon Woo Jin ventured on, the Head of the Trading Group would never let it slide.
He had been strictly warned: stick to Yeon Woo Jin like glue and serve him with everything he had.

And now he was supposed to sit and wait in another village while Yeon Woo Jin went ahead?
If anyone found out, he’d be a dead man.
In the end, the man choked back tears and nodded.

“L-let’s go, then. I’ll lead the way.”
Seeing the man on the verge of tears, Yeon Woo Jin smiled.

He was better than expected.

Yeon Woo Jin thought he’d do a few things for him along the way.
“Come to think of it, I don’t even know your name.”
“Oh! I apologize! I should’ve introduced myself first. My name is Shim Pyeong.”

“I’ll be counting on you.”
“Y-yes, sir. I’m terrified, but I’ll do my best.”
Shim Pyeong had no idea.

That he had just encountered the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that would never come again.
 
****

The departure date drew near.
With a face full of worry, Shim Pyeong approached Namgoong Hwan.
“Are you sure it’s okay to entrust him with all this cargo?”

“If it’s him, it’s fine. Besides, almost everything here was made by his own hands.”
“That’s true, but the route we’re taking is too dangerous. He insists on passing through Guihwa Mountain.”
Guihwa Mountain was one of the most treacherous peaks in the Central Plains.

Its terrain was difficult, but what made it infamous was that it housed the headquarters of Nokrim.
Unless a trading group had a standing contract with Nokrim, no one dared pass through there.
Especially not orthodox sect-aligned groups—they avoided it entirely.

And now, with cargo from Changcheon Trading Group, an orthodox-aligned company, and goods destined for other righteous sects?
This wasn’t just suicide—it was provoking Nokrim outright, daring them to attack.
So Shim Pyeong had placed all his remaining hope in the Trading Head.

Surely he would stop this absurd plan.
But the response he got was something else entirely.
“Just go where he tells you.”

“Excuse me?”
Namgoong Hwan laughed, fully aware of how powerful Yeon Woo Jin was.
“Don’t worry. Traveling with him is the safest escort in the world. In fact, Nokrim should be the one worried.”

“I’m sorry… what?”
What in the world was he saying now?
“Soon enough, Guihwa Mountain will become a place all trading groups can pass through safely. Hahaha!”

No—what was this nonsense?
The Trading Head was clearly out of his mind.
Which meant—

He really did have to go through Guihwa Mountain.
Shim Pyeong left Namgoong Hwan’s office with his head hung low.
“Mother... your son is coming to join you soon...”

Dragging his feet, he trudged off, thinking it was time to write a will.
 
****

The escort mission finally began.
Yeon Woo Jin’s expression was full of anticipation.
And not just him—Jang Woon, Sunwoo Baek, and the Transcendence Squad members all looked excited.

Only one person wore the expression of a man chewing dung.
Their first destination was the Zhuge Clan.
They simply needed to deliver the ordered Johwadan and Golden Spear Tonic.

“What’s the general reputation of the Zhuge Clan?”
In response to Yeon Woo Jin’s question, Jang Woon, who had done the research, answered.
“They’re held in high regard overall. But recently, there’ve been some odd rumors.”

“What kind of rumors?”
“They say the Young Master has gone mad over martial arts—won’t eat, won’t sleep.”
“Gone mad over martial arts?”

“Yeah. The Zhuge Clan isn’t typically a martial arts-focused family. But apparently, the Young Master wasn’t satisfied with that. He’s declared he’ll build a powerful martial clan in his generation, and it’s stirred things up.”
To that, Sunwoo Baek added,
“Because of that, they’re collecting every elixir they can get their hands on. Johwadan was likely one of them.”

“As for the Golden Spear Tonic, I heard he bought it because his training was so reckless it left him battered. Word is, the one you made is exceptionally potent.”
It was infused with qi to dramatically boost recovery—no wonder it had a strong reputation.
But it wasn’t just the Golden Spear Tonic.

Anything Yeon Woo Jin imbued with his qi would experience an exponential increase in utility.
He could even imbue weapons with energy and make them into virtual divine artifacts.
He could change the properties of materials at will.

Turn an ordinary steel sword into Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron, or transform a common wild ginseng into a Thousand-Year Ginseng just by infusing it with his power.
Even basic herbs could become elixirs in his hands.
Yeon Woo Jin turned his gaze to the secret manuals he would deliver to the sects and clans he planned to visit on this trip.

For the Zhuge Clan, he had prepared the Great Celestial Star Divine Art .
Fitting for a family that primarily relied on intellect—their martial arts always incorporated formations and stratagems.