I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 109

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Chapter 109
Seonwu offered a slim smile.
“So you recognize them.”
Yaxian held the golden needles, his hands trembling violently.
‘My God. Does this legend of the medical world truly still exist?’
A few ancient texts had recorded their existence.
However, only a fool would blindly believe every word written in old books.
‘There are records claiming Pian Que used them, but it was impossible to fully trust… Yet even though I am holding just one, the energy imbued within this needle is incredibly pure, profound, and immense.’
It did not falter in the slightest when compared to his own Transcendence Realm Vitality Restoring Poison Medical Art.
How could a mere object, a single golden needle, harbor a clear Hwasheng Zhiqi that rivaled a martial arts master of the Transcendence Realm?
He could not tell if this was truly the legendary Golden Needles of Life and Death once wielded by Pian Que.
Or perhaps it was an entirely different divine artifact altogether.
Yet one thing remained absolutely certain.
Setting aside its origins, its special ability alone proved it was worthy of the name.
“What on earth is the Eunhak Sect? What is your true identity?”
First, the youth had casually handed over expensive formation artifacts to Jiryong Prince, telling him to deploy a formation.
Then, those very artifacts had materialized out of thin air from a ring.
And now, even the Golden Needles of Life and Death had appeared?
And this was supposed to be a ruined sect?
It would be far more believable to call them the Number One Under Heaven.
‘Even Shaolin wouldn’t possess this many treasures. Something like this would only be found in the Imperial Court’s treasury… Wait, the Imperial Court’s treasury?’
Yaxian was no fool.
Suddenly, the previous incident where the two Demonic Practitioners were repelled began to appear in a whole new light.
‘They said the Zhuge Clan launched a preemptive strike thanks to information provided by the Yuelongwei, successfully defeating the infiltrating Demonic Practitioners and demonic monsters. At that time, the two from the Eunhak Sect played a major role in assisting them.’
Yet, it had never been officially revealed who from the Yuelongwei had provided that help, or how.
Of course, since the Yuelongwei was a much more secretive organization compared to the Golden Dragon Guard, there was no real reason to question it.
But what if the assistance from the Yuelongwei had actually been the assistance of these two all along?
What if the one who delivered the information regarding Sima Muyue and joined the fray was none other than the Chivalrous Dragon?
Furthermore, what about the exposure of the conspiracy involving Patriarch Huangbo and Mashu Xuesheng?
These two had assisted the Prefect in his investigation to uncover the truth.
As a result, the official credit for the great achievement was given to the Prefect.
The reputations of the Chivalrous Dragon and the Sword Dragon, who assisted as Wulin martial artists, also soared.
But what if one looked at it from a different angle?
What if the Yuelongwei had actually been tracking and monitoring Mashu Xuesheng and the other Demonic Practitioners, and chose to push the Prefect to the forefront instead of stepping out into the open themselves?
The Prefect simply danced to their tune and claimed the glory, so he must have been utterly delighted.
And now, these immense treasures that could never have come from anywhere but the Imperial Family.
Above all, the legendary Golden Needles of Life and Death.
“Are you… from the Yuelongwei?”
Faced with Yaxian’s question, Seonwu merely smiled.
“Is that something you truly need to know right now?”
Yaxian dared not pry any further.
In truth, the fact that Seonwu did not flatly deny it was more than enough.
‘It makes much more sense than the idea of two senior and junior brothers from a ruined sect becoming masters through some fortuitous encounter.’
It was far more plausible than such geniuses randomly joining a fallen sect.
It was highly probable that the Yuelongwei had intentionally raised these two young masters, equipped them with treasures, and secretly sent them into the Wulin under false identities.
‘If he practiced a martial art that grants a baby face, his actual age might be much older than he appears.’
At a glance, he possessed the face of someone who had just reached the capping age, exactly as he had introduced himself, but he might actually be thirty or forty.
‘He didn’t come to see me by mere coincidence. He must have caught wind of the Demonic Practitioners’ plot targeting me and tracked them down. And he escorted me precisely to turn the tables and eliminate them.’
Without even realizing it, Yaxian had stepped right into the middle of a massive war between those Demonic Practitioners and the Yuelongwei.
‘Good grief, if these two masters from the Yuelongwei hadn’t come to help me, I would have died a miserable death at the hands of those monsters without knowing a thing. The grace of the Imperial Family is truly immense.’
Yaxian’s deduction was partly correct and partly wide of the mark, but he was entirely convinced of his own theory.
Seonwu had simply visited the famous Medical Pavilion while traveling through the Wulin.
He had only tagged along because Yaxian’s sudden journey to a remote area under the Demonic Practitioners’ plot aroused his suspicion…
But a calculated move by the government sounded infinitely more plausible than mere coincidence.
Though he had no idea how the Yuelongwei uncovered the Demonic Practitioners’ plot, they were the Imperial Family’s intelligence network, so they surely had their ways.
Yaxian believed it without a shadow of a doubt.
“What do you need me to do with the Golden Needles of Life and Death?”
“I also have a Tianlong Pill here. If we combine the two, we can execute the Tiandi Zhouhua Dafa.”
This was one of the capabilities of the Golden Needles of Life and Death.
“They say the Transcendence Realm is a stage where internal power never runs dry, but that is merely a continuous flow. Its volume is too small to be compared to the Realm of Creation.”
“Mm, indeed. The Realm of Creation allows one to dominate a vast domain, whereas the Transcendence Realm simply means the flow of nature continuously passes through oneself, keeping one’s internal power from depleting.”
Even that was an incredible feat, but it was not the ultimate peak.
“Therefore, I must use this ritual to temporarily boost my internal power further. It won’t bring me to the Realm of Creation, but I will be able to fight with far greater strength than an ordinary master of the Transcendence Realm.”
Granted, it was a ritual that required burning a spiritual medicine superior to a Great Rejuvenating Pill, the Tianlong Pill, for a one-time use.
However, since it did not forcefully draw out Xiantian Qi to trigger latent potential, there were no side effects such as a shortened lifespan, bodily harm, or a drop in one’s cultivation realm.
It was a remarkably clean ritual.
Its only weakness was the requirement of the Golden Needles of Life and Death and a rare spiritual pill…
The needles were right here, and as for the precious spiritual pill, the Imperial Family manufactured several of them every year, so it was no burden.
‘A Tianlong Pill and the Golden Needles of Life and Death… Just how high is this Chivalrous Dragon’s rank within the Yuelongwei?’
At this rate, he had to be second only to the current Prefect.
It was impossible to view him as a mere squad leader.
Yaxian now suspected that Seonwu might be the chosen successor to the Prefect.
‘If that’s the case, then the Demonic Practitioner waiting inside…’
They would be no ordinary crowd.
An ambush capable of easily capturing someone of his own caliber must be waiting.
‘Two masters of the Transcendence Realm who actually know how to fight… No, three? Or could it be… one of the Eight Great Demon Lords of the Dark themselves?’
If it were the latter, it would be truly terrifying.
Even if the Chivalrous Dragon before him was hiding his strength, he could not have reached the Realm of Creation.
‘No. He wouldn’t have come here without thoroughly investigating everything beforehand.’
He just needed to perform the task requested of him.
Yaxian, completely blinded by his own assumptions, had reached a state where he believed everything Seonwu did had a profound meaning.
“Explain the ritual to me.”
“Once you hold the golden needles, open your mind, and commune with the Spiritual Qi, you will naturally understand. They are artifacts of such wonder.”
“Remarkable!”
To think it was not just a great treasure, but one that spontaneously taught its wielder how to use it.
“However, if the enemy’s force isn’t as grand as I fear, there’s no need to waste a precious spiritual pill. Let us prepare only up to the stage just before activation.”
Having gripped the golden needles and received the knowledge of the ritual, Yaxian nodded.
“Then we shall do this. After I insert all the other needles, I will leave out only the final one meant for the Baihui Acupoint. Do not take the spiritual pill just yet; simply hold it. If the enemy appears, swallow the pill then, and I will insert the final needle.”
No matter how strong the enemy was, there would be enough time to manage that much while they closed the distance.
“That sounds perfect. Once the battle begins, Yaxian, please provide appropriate support. I will handle the primary combat.”
“Very well. I may sit at the very bottom of the Top One Hundred Masters, but that does not mean I am entirely defenseless in a fight.”
‘As expected, the Chivalrous Dragon is in the Transcendence Realm, not the Peak Realm. Furthermore, unlike me, he’s a Transcendence master trained for real combat.’
The Sword Dragon’s claim that his senior brother was stronger than him had been no mere humility.
‘They aren’t actually senior and junior brothers; they must share a superior-subordinate relationship. The Chivalrous Dragon is likely the next Prefect, and Dan Suyeong is his highly capable confidant.’
Just what kind of Demonic Practitioners were lying in wait ahead?
What kind of battle was about to unfold?
Yaxian felt a tinge of dread, but at the same time, a surge of anticipation.
Never in his entire life had he been involved in a clash of this magnitude.
After all, he had lived a life closer to a physician than a Wulin martial artist.
Of course, he had experienced a handful of real combats, but how long had it been since he last staked his life like this?
‘Phew. I will merely assist, but to stand alongside the Yuelongwei’s rising hero against the Demonic Practitioners is truly an honor.’
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Seonwu entrusted the Golden Needles of Life and Death to Yaxian.
He could have managed it alone, but leaving it to an expert would yield far better results.
Meanwhile, Lee Jun took Dan Suyeong with him to swiftly set up the formation.
Although the Divine Wind Four Symbols Formation was a simplified version compared to the original Divine Wind Eight Trigrams Grand Formation, that was strictly a relative comparison.
This variation was highly intricate and powerful in its own right.
‘At least I can use the formation artifacts without holding back, which is a relief.’
Excluding the reusable ones, how much did the disposable materials alone cost?
Lee Jun briefly calculated the monetary value before shaking his head to dismiss the thought.
‘There better be at least a few Transcendence Realm Demonic Practitioners in there.’
If all this preparation only dragged out a single Transcendence master, it would be an immense letdown.
‘If one of the Eight Great Demon Lords of the Dark shows up, even this won’t be enough…’
Unlike the original grand formation, the makeshift Divine Wind Four Symbols Formation could not defeat someone in the Realm of Creation.
At best, it could stall them and sap their strength.
Yet, a tired tiger remained a tiger.
Even a tiger stripped of its teeth and claws could shatter a wolf’s skull with a single desperate swipe of its paw.
Furthermore, the Divine Wind Four Symbols Formation could not even drive a Realm of Creation master into such a desperate corner.
It literally served only to delay them and drain their energy.
‘I noticed long ago that Seonwu is in the Transcendence Realm…’
Yaxian was here too, but their numbers were insufficient.
Even adding the Divine Wind Four Symbols Formation left them short.
Yet, Seonwu showed no signs of fear.
‘He must be hiding something beyond the Transcendence Realm.’
Trusting in that assumption, Lee Jun focused entirely on completing his task.
“Don’t place it there. You need to bury it a bit deeper.”
Dan Suyeong silently followed Lee Jun’s instructions.
‘This is a military order.’
If that were the case, a soldier had to respect and obey the commander appointed by his lord, regardless of whether that commander was a slacker, a scoundrel, or foul-mouthed.
Failing to properly deploy a formation due to personal grievances during war was a capital offense deserving of execution.
Thus, Dan Suyeong obeyed without a single word of complaint.
‘But is this bastard completely blind?’
He did curse violently inside his head, though.
Seriously, how could someone watch treasures of this caliber being pulled out so recklessly and still not suspect their lord’s true identity?
Even if it was difficult to leap to the conclusion that he was King Wuryong, any rational mind should deduce that he held a vastly superior status rather than being a mere senior brother of the Eunhak Sect!
He claimed to be an Earth Dragon, but perhaps his intellect was closer to an earthworm?
Was he only capable of memorizing a single formation while his capacity for reasoning and deduction remained entirely vacant?
‘The day this punk realizes His Highness’s true identity and falls to his knees in supplication cannot come soon enough.’
How could a human being be so utterly oblivious?
‘If we weren’t currently facing an enemy, and if it weren’t for my lord’s direct orders…’
Though his mind was flooded with continuous curses, Dan Suyeong’s body moved with absolute precision, executing every single task Lee Jun dictated.
“We need to bury this one over here, so dig a hole about two Zhang deep. It doesn’t need to be wide, just deep.”
“Understood.”
If told to dig, he dug.
He lacked a shovel, but by channeling his internal power into a hand technique to shatter, push, and excavate the earth, a pit materialized instantly, far faster than any shovel could achieve.
“Cut down that tree over there, then smooth out the stump. I’m going to place this on top of it.”
If told to cut a tree, he cut it.
He lacked an axe, but his razor-sharp Sword Qi could slice through solid steel; a tree posed no challenge whatsoever.
“We need to alter the position of that boulder. Don’t break it; lift it whole and move it over here.”
If told to clear a boulder, he cleared it.
It mattered little if the rock weighed several thousand Jin.
He, too, was a master of the Peak Realm.
“Hup.”
Lifting the massive boulder with both hands, he relocated it precisely where Lee Jun had directed.
“Wow, look at that strength.”
Lee Jun’s praise carried a mocking undertone, but Dan Suyeong endured it.
He merely glared back with freezing eyes.
“What else needs to be done?”
‘If I tell him right now that it should go on this hill instead of that one, will he stab me?’
Lee Jun felt an urge to play a prank, but he refrained since Seonwu was not right beside him.
Dan Suyeong’s sword was exceptionally swift, and if he launched a sudden attack now, Lee Jun possessed neither the skill to block it nor the agility to dodge it.

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