I Became a Supporting Character in a Martial Arts Novel (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 8
Aside from my having given up on the plausibility of my life and forcibly rationalizing the strange phenomena that had befallen me as mere transmigrator’s privilege, to the elders of the sect I had soon become “a child with unexpectedly great talent, though we hadn’t realized it before.”
After all, I’d performed the Six Harmonies Sword technique from start to finish after seeing it demonstrated just once—even if it was only a basic form—and none other than the First Sword of Mount Hua himself had praised it as excellent, so the story spread like wildfire.
‘Is this really okay?’
Of course, I was flustered, but there was no way to erase a rumor once it had already spread.
Moreover, since even Master himself was the type who never added fuel to idle gossip, though certainly not by intention, there was no one left to correct the tale—and before long, it had hardened into accepted truth.
Though one might not appear martially gifted at first glance, occasionally someone truly outstanding in the Five Stars emerges; after the story about me had spread throughout the sect, everyone became convinced that I was precisely such a case.
As a result, I… had unwittingly become Mount Hua’s idol.
‘Mount Hua and “idol”—they shouldn’t even go together in the same sentence.’
Yet I couldn’t think of any better way to describe it.
I’d even heard that Elder Jineung—my Grand Elder—was strutting about proudly, saying, “Didn’t I tell you? Calm-natured children always excel at everything!”
Though I felt a bit uneasy, I’d already resolved to live simply and take things as they came, so once again I let it pass, thinking, “Good enough is good enough.”
Frankly, if the original ‘Haheun’ had possessed such a carefree disposition—unbothered by others’ words or gazes—she’d never have grown sharp-tempered or developed an inferiority complex toward her junior disciple, and thus would’ve lived a far more peaceful life.
‘…Of course, I do understand that for a child who’d suddenly lost her family and had only her master as guardian, adopting such an attitude wouldn’t have been easy.’
Children can be terribly sensitive at times.
And to be honest, I wasn’t entirely composed myself.
Unlike the original story, where dislike and worry formed the baseline, the current situation—built instead on curiosity and goodwill—still weighed on me just as heavily.
‘I didn’t anticipate this either.’
Right now, before the sect took in its next three disciples, I was the youngest. A child barely half an adult’s height stood out wherever they went in Mount Hua Sect.
And if that conspicuous child happened to be the disciple of the First Sword of Mount Hua?
‘It’s admittedly overheated right now, but until at least the next three disciples arrive, I’ll remain the center of attention.’
Perhaps everyone, cooped up on this harsh mountain, had grown terribly bored—and now couldn’t contain themselves over this new source of interest.
‘And on top of that, those who envy my good fortune remain unchanged.’
After all, even if many showed curiosity and kindness, not everyone did.
There was that senior martial brother I’d met last time, and several others besides—likely the very ones who, in the original story, would’ve led the charge in disliking my existence.
‘…Well, whatever.’
Just because things were chaotic didn’t mean I had to get swept up in it too. I muttered inwardly, as if reminding myself.
‘I mustn’t concern myself with others. That’s the easiest path to peace.’
Letting things flow as they will—that is the Way. As a Daoist, I must allow everything to unfold naturally.
Thus, I steadied myself and followed the Way.
Which meant, in plain terms, I pretended to see only my sword and kept training diligently.
Since Master himself had always lived this way, surprisingly, our junior-senior relationship was shaping into a very peaceful daily routine.
‘I hope things stay peaceful like this.’
Arriving at the training ground, greeting Master, and picking up my wooden sword, I felt a renewed sense of calm in my present life.
[This is the timeline separator]…That was how things had been.
But then my routine shattered. Was this some kind of rule? The moment I hoped for continued peace, something inevitably happened?
Fortunately, it wasn’t a serious or critical issue… yet.
“Beijing?”
“Yes. It seems the secular branches of our sects located there have run into trouble with one another.”
Indeed. Master had been summoned to Beijing—by direct order of the Sect Leader himself.
‘Beijing… I heard it’s been chaotic lately.’
I’d picked up bits and pieces about this mission myself.
Not from the sect members—they never told grim worldly tales to children like me. Instead, I’d heard it from the porter who climbed Mount Hua every three days to deliver daily necessities to the mountain gate.
〈Even a young Daoist should know how the world turns!〉
He was absolutely right. Thank you, sir.
According to him, the Central Plains were currently in turmoil over the imperial succession. The reigning emperor’s condition was so critical he might die at any moment, and with too many sons and no crown prince named, tensions ran high.
And the reason no crown prince had been appointed until the emperor’s final days was equally astonishing.
‘The emperor deliberately pitted his own sons against each other to keep them in check.’
What even is power? Why would one see one’s own children as rivals?
In any case, the resulting chaos was now upon us—the emperor had ultimately shot himself in the foot.
Thus, a storm of bloodshed raged among those of imperial blood. Two days ago, Prince Xian was assassinated; yesterday, Prince Bai was poisoned; today, Prince Jing died in an accident… and so on.
If even an ordinary villager from Huayin County in Shaanxi Province knew of such affairs, it truly was an era of great chaos.
And now, amid this turmoil, as Master had just mentioned, the secular branches of Mount Hua, Wudang, Qingcheng, and Diancang in Beijing had offended one another.
With tensions already high, if armed martial artists started clashing openly, they risked offending the imperial court. No matter how untouchable martial sects claimed to be, they were still subjects under the emperor.
One must not cross that line.
‘…So the Sect Leader is sending Master—the strongest from the start—to prevent the conflict from escalating unnecessarily.’
In times of peace, they wouldn’t dispatch the First Sword of Mount Hua so frequently outside the sect, but in chaotic times like these, sending the strongest available to resolve matters swiftly was common practice.
Come to think of it, when Master had found me, he’d just completed a mission and was returning to Mount Hua—meaning this era of chaos had already begun early this year.
I looked up at Master and asked the most important question first.
“Will you be gone long?”
“Probably about a month and ten days before I return.”
“A month and ten days…”
Though it sounded long, considering the historical setting of this wuxia world, forty days wasn’t actually that lengthy for a journey.
After all, transportation options were limited to horses, sedan chairs, carts, or simply one’s own two feet—and the Central Plains were vast indeed.
‘Master’s high-level inner energy lets him travel swiftly via lightness skill—that’s probably why it’s “only” forty days.’
An ordinary person would likely take over a month just to reach Beijing from Huayin County.
There were no well-paved roads like in modern times; mountain paths risked attacks from beasts or bandits, and travelers couldn’t walk all day without rest stops. Many concerns demanded attention.
“Don’t neglect your sword practice just because I’m away. Though I doubt you would…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll keep training diligently. Please take care yourself, Master.”
Truthfully, a situation dangerous enough to threaten the First Sword of Mount Hua was unlikely—but I said it anyway to ease his expression. My intention must have gotten through, as Master quickly smiled faintly and added in a lighter tone,
“Good. Do that. And when I return, if I see you’ve worked hard, I’ll teach you the Jade Maiden Sword and Seven Plum Blossom Sword. Wait well for me.”
“Yes. I’ll do my best.”
And so, Master departed for Beijing.
[This is the timeline separator]After Master left, I rose alone at my usual time, practiced breathing and meditation, prepared my own meals, and picked up my wooden sword to train in the Six Harmonies Sword—I had promised, after all.
Yes, that’s how it was supposed to go… yet…
‘Something feels off.’
Suddenly, an inexplicable, baseless sensation prickled the back of my neck.
And such feelings, even when groundless, rarely proved wrong.
“Junior Martial Sister Haheun.”
A calm voice called my name from behind. I turned reflexively to see Senior Martial Brother Ryu, his expression refreshingly bright.
Senior Martial Brother Ryu—his full name was Ryu Wi-hak.
Among the second-generation disciples, he was one of the youngest. And…
‘So it’s come to this.’
Back then, when the second-generation disciples returned from their journey through the martial world with Master,
he’d been the one who’d looked at me with that strange gaze.
“With Martial Uncle Yuwon away, you’re alone now. Practicing?”
“Yes, Senior Brother.”
Truthfully, since that day, I’d accidentally overheard him talking once or twice—always complaints about me from start to finish. I’d pretended not to hear and left immediately, and ever since, I’d tried my best to avoid crossing paths with Senior Martial Brother Ryu.
I hadn’t expected him to approach me the moment Master left the mountain gate, rendering my efforts futile.
But since he’d taken the initiative to be friendly, I decided to play along for now.
“It’ll be boring practicing alone. Why not join me instead?”
“But I’ve only just started learning…”
“I’ve already heard you performed the entire sword technique perfectly after seeing it just once. Besides, we’re all your senior brothers—do you really think we’d reject someone over something like that?”
His tone was gentle, but anyone blind to the hidden meaning beneath his words would be a fool.
I subtly wiped the smile from my face.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
——
The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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I feel complicated about her future fellow disciple. She could have had it easy but he is going to make it more difficult for her. I am sure of it
This part was interesting, especially the way everything was explained and master and haheun part is so cute. I wonder what will happen next.
This part was interesting, especially the way everything was explained and master and haheun part is so cute. I wonder what will happen next.