I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 60

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#Episode 60.
Jung Han-sung had no idea.
Why the Heavenly Demon’s demeanor had suddenly shifted like flipping a palm, why his attitude carried such an odd sense of urgency.
In truth, the reason was embarrassingly simple.
His performance metrics were lacking!
As a relatively late arrival, the Heavenly Demon had not a single subscriber besides Jung Han-sung until now.
Well, to be precise, calling it a “subscription” was technically inaccurate.
Through the subscription window, Jung Han-sung perceived the powers of numerous transcendents in the form of channels, but that was merely how it appeared to him alone.
What he actually accessed was a far more intricate and abstruse concept.
Some manifested as libraries. Others as dreams. Still others as revelations.
As many distinct forms existed as there were individuals with similar abilities.
Some called it the Akashic Record. Others named it the Library of Eternity, while some referred to it as the Sea of Great Unconsciousness.
Yet no one possessed a perfect understanding of its true nature.
Not even the transcendents themselves.
However, one thing remained certain.
The Heavenly Demon had perceived me.
‘This one is extraordinary.’
That was the crux of it—I was special.
Why did so many transcendents fixate upon me, why did they become obsessed? What distinguished me from the others?
Reducing that reason to a single answer proved difficult.
For one, most beings could not perceive the existence of nearly every transcendent as I could.
At best, they recognized one or two. At most, around ten, and even then, they borrowed only a fraction of their power.
Those with talent comparable to mine were extraordinarily rare. Those who could digest and assimilate the granted power as their own were rarer still.
That is why I was special.
The reverence of one such extraordinary mortal was worth far more than a dozen mediocre ones.
“Might you recommend a swordsmanship style suited to me?”
“The path is something one must find oneself….”
Thus, when Jung Han-sung posed his question again, the Heavenly Demon, about to answer by habit, hastily cleared his throat and changed course.
“…but if one has a master, there is no need for that. Ahem.”
“Pardon? Ah, yes.”
When Jung Han-sung’s expression turned puzzled, the Heavenly Demon quickly continued.
“The swordsmanship you have learned thus far…can be called close to swift-blade technique. Yet it also carries traces of heavy-blade mastery.”
He spoke in an even tone.
“Therefore…I shall recommend the Soul-Shattering Sword to you.”
“The Soul-Shattering Sword….”
“Indeed. Mastering it entirely at once would prove difficult, so for now I shall teach you the first form. Rise.”
As the Heavenly Demon spoke thus and rose from his seat, Jung Han-sung hastily followed suit.
Next, the Heavenly Demon extended his hand into empty space. A sword suddenly materialized, settling into his grasp.
“This technique, called the Soul-Shattering Sword, is an improvement upon a pre-existing method that I myself refined.”
He then slowly assumed a stance, raising the blade to chest height before tilting its point to aim directly at Jung Han-sung.
“So you can wield a power befitting that name.”
Then I slowly extended my sword.
Normally, I would have simply swung it once and told him to learn on his own, but Jung Han-sung was worth this level of effort.
The Heavenly Demon moved with meticulous care, ensuring that Jung Han-sung could witness every motion and engrave it into his memory.
Ssshhhhk―.
The blade slowly pierced through the empty air.
Soul-Piercing Flash.
Agonizingly slow, yet the sword carried an incomparably sharp aura as it ‘cut’ through the void.
“Huff.”
Jung Han-sung, standing opposite, staggered as though his legs had lost all strength the moment the blade came to a halt.
The Heavenly Demon’s lips curved upward at the sight.
It was not mockery. Rather, it was a smile of satisfaction.
For even executed at such a deliberate pace, the fact that he could face the blade head-on without losing consciousness or collapsing was a remarkable feat.
“Draw your sword. Once you have mastered this technique perfectly, I will send you back.”
“Yes, understood.”
Barely regaining his balance, Jung Han-sung drew his own blade.
The Heavenly Demon calculated in his mind how long it would take.
‘Given his exceptional talent, he should master the first technique within three days. If he fails, he will surely seek me out again, which is not without merit either.’
Either way, Jung Han-sung would have no choice but to subscribe again.
I thought it was a perfect plan.
Screeeeeech―!
Until I witnessed Jung Han-sung flawlessly execute the first technique in mere hours.
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Jung Han-sung returned to Earth utterly exhausted, bathed, and then slept for over six straight hours.
“Phew.”
Even after waking, there was not a single part of his body that did not ache.
Since awakening, this was the first time he had experienced such muscle soreness from mere training alone.
Yet even as Jung Han-sung felt the pain, a smile played across his lips.
‘I chose the channel well.’
The Soul-Piercing Sword was indeed grueling to master, as the Heavenly Demon had said, but its power was undeniably genuine.
It was like channeling every ounce of strength into a single strike.
While my previous swordplay had focused on dispatching enemies through sheer speed, the Soul-Piercing Sword instead maximized destructive force at the cost of efficiency.
‘If I were to face that Darkness with Soul-Piercing Flash…’
Jung Han-sung paused to imagine it, then nodded.
Conviction filled me.
I could tear it apart in a single strike before it could even attempt anything.
‘And this is merely the first technique.’
According to the Heavenly Demon, the Soul-Piercing Sword consisted of four techniques in total, so there was still a long road ahead.
“Huh.”
Jung Han-sung exhaled sharply and rose from his seat.
Lying in bed because my body ached wouldn’t help anything.
Fortunately, I had learned something else from the Heavenly Demon.
‘Internal Energy Cultivation Method.’
After learning the basic techniques, he had taught me the cultivation method, saying it would be beneficial to practice it together with the Soul-Severing Sword.
I had learned meditation techniques before, but after practicing this method, the efficiency was far superior.
Since my body felt stiff, it seemed better to go to my Territory first and cultivate the method rather than immediately climb the next floor.
I went to Han-sung’s Home, washed up briefly, and then entered The Tower right away.
Meanwhile, the news was buzzing with one particular topic.
[Aegis Guild’s Rising Star ‘Maria’ Visits Korea!]
[Maria, who has consistently ranked in the top 3 of the Rising Star rankings since her awakening, visits Korea—what’s the reason?]
[In Maria’s interview, she revealed “I came to meet someone important”—but who could that person be?]
It was none other than Maria, the daughter of the Aegis Guild Master and a promising Awakener, who had visited Korea.
People were curious about the exact reason for Maria’s visit to Korea and who this important person she mentioned could be.
Of course, those in the know—including the Hunter Association—all understood.
Who that important person was.
Upon entering The Tower, I arrived at my Territory with a familiar sensation.
But the moment my surroundings came into view, I felt countless gazes flying toward me and piercing through.
“Master! You’re here!”
Then Baek-seol’s voice rang out. This much was always the case. But what came next was different.
“Welcome, sir!”
Just as I opened my eyes in the Territory, I paused at the resonant voice, then slowly nodded in acknowledgment.
Only then did people scatter again and return to their tasks.
I turned my head back toward Baek-seol and asked.
“Nothing unusual happened?”
“No, sir! Everything was peaceful!”
“That’s good. How are the people doing?”
At that question, Baek-seol launched into her report as if she’d been waiting for it.
“Everyone’s working hard! First, Hans and Gilbert are diligently cutting wood and stacking it over there….”
I followed along behind Baek-seol as she walked briskly ahead, listening to her explanation.
Since it was still early, there weren’t many resources that stood out, but there was one clear exception.
“Wow. Mana Stones have accumulated this much already?”
“Yes! Mog is mining Mana Stones very diligently!”
It was the Mana Stones piled up abundantly. The quantity was nearly double what I had expected.
‘I thought the mining speed would be slow since there’s only one miner, even with all these Mana Stones.’
In fact, that was because I had overlooked one crucial detail.
The Mana Stone Cave I had discovered boasted overwhelmingly superior efficiency among the various types of Mana Stone veins.
Normally, Mana Stones are located in difficult positions or buried within walls and underground, making mining itself extremely tedious.
My Mana Stone Cave, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.
The Mana Stones simply jutted out from the walls and floor. So swinging a pickaxe would yield Mana Stones effortlessly.
“Oh, and Lila brought back something unusual!”
“Something unusual?”
“Yes! Look at this!”
Baek-seol hurried over to one side once more.
It was the spot where Lila had arranged the medicinal herbs she’d gathered from the Forest, and Baek-seol pointed to the plant at the very front.
“This plant! It’s strange—it’s a plant, but it gives off such an ominous aura!”
Baek-seol didn’t possess deep knowledge of herbs, so she was simply speaking out of curiosity rather than expertise.
“Oh, it really does emanate the kind of aura you’d expect from dark magic, doesn’t it?”
Jung Han-sung examined it closely with equal fascination. But he too lacked any real knowledge of herbs.
After all, if even the herbalist didn’t know what it was, how could the two of them?
Yet Jung Han-sung had a method.
‘The Subscription Window.’
Wasn’t this ability meant for moments like these?
Since he hadn’t bookmarked anything related to herbs, Jung Han-sung carefully searched through herb-related channels.
Soon, he discovered a promising one.
Upon checking, he found that a Bronze Ticket would be sufficient for the duration.
He immediately subscribed to the channel.
[You have subscribed to “Shen Nong’s Introduction to the Shen Nong Ben Cao Jing” using a Bronze Ticket]
[This subscription is valid for 3 hours]
Jung Han-sung had heard the name Shen Nong before.
The progenitor of medicinal herbs, a legendary figure who personally tasted thousands of plants to test their toxicity and efficacy.
‘Asclepius’s channel looked decent too.’
Well, he had plenty of Bronze Tickets anyway, so if he didn’t get what he needed, he could simply subscribe to another channel.
Jung Han-sung closed his eyes and waited for the knowledge to flow in.
A moment later.
“Ugh.”
Waves of unfamiliar knowledge began flooding into his mind.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
At Baek-seol’s question, Jung Han-sung waved his hand dismissively, remained still for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes.
By now, he’d grown quite accustomed to this, and could manage it quickly.
“Phew, let me see.”
Having instantly acquired vast knowledge of herbs, Jung Han-sung blinked and crouched down before the plant to examine it carefully.
At first glance, it resembled a weed—a black-colored plant.
Originally, Jung Han-sung had never seen this mysterious plant before.
But the moment he looked at it, knowledge crystallized in his mind.
“Ghost Spirit Grass.”
It was a plant bearing an ominous name that, true to its designation, was said to ensnare the souls of the dead.
An ordinary person would hesitate to even approach it, let alone harvest it—a deadly poison.
“Hmm.”
Yet all plants, by their very nature, could become medicine or poison depending on how they were used.
“Got it.”
The Ghost Orchid was a treasure beyond measure to a dark mage—especially one who specialized in undead. To Gui Ling Chu, it was worth several times its weight in gold.
Han-sung broke into a beaming smile.

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