I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 26

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Chapter 26
Rare and Precious Treasures.
Divine Weapons.
There were a few other similar expressions, but the core essence boiled down to one thing.
Separate from martial arts, these were special items that granted tremendous power as external objects.
They were not just good weaponry or mere decent defensive armor.
They had to be of a genuinely extraordinary caliber to be hailed as Divine Weapons.
They were incredibly rare, but wouldn’t the Imperial Vault be the very place where such rare things were gathered in abundance?
Seonwu went to find his father, Tianlong Dadi, who always bestowed so much upon him without stint.
“Father, your son has a request.”
At nineteen years old, having diligently practiced his martial arts, Seonwu was naturally no longer a cute little child.
His voice had broken, his secondary sex characteristics were fully developed, and he had grown tall with a well-built frame.
His physique, toned not through mere bulk but through inner energy and martial arts, was that of an ideal swordsman.
His face, resembling his father’s, was also that of a handsome, manly youth.
Rather than a pretty boy or a soft-featured lad, he was a young man better suited to the term ‘dashing.’
That handsome appearance had blown a spring breeze into the hearts of countless palace maids, but…
At any rate, he was no longer cute.
Yet even though he was now a handsome young man, to his father’s eyes, he must have still seemed like a child, as the Emperor gazed at him with a proud and affectionate look.
“Yes, what does our youngest want? Speak up. What shall this father grant you?”
“Next year, after your son receives his princely title, it is true that I may venture out into the Wulin, correct?”
“Hahaha! Do you wish to reconfirm that wish? Did I not promise you? I will let you take charge of the Wulin.”
The word ‘charge’ was somewhat subtle, but Seonwu was only focused on what he needed to say, so he let it slide.
“If that is the case, as I travel through the Wulin, your son’s martial prowess is only around the Transcendence Realm, so I feel a bit anxious.”
That did not mean he wouldn’t go, though.
“Therefore, I would like to take some treasures from the Imperial Vault to protect your son.”
“Hahaha! Yes, a wise thought. When your original power is still lacking, you should indeed rely on the help of external objects. Let us head to the vault at once.”
The hearty Emperor declared on the spot that he would hook him up with treasures, and led Seonwu away.
Passing by the pavilion where the secret manuals were stored, the two entered the section where the treasures were managed this time.
Bypassing various mechanical traps and security personnel with ease, they went deep inside, where countless treasures were piled up mountains high.
There were Night-Luminous Pearls, weaponry made of Myriad Year Cold Iron, and precious spiritual pills filling the space, but the Emperor simply walked past them as if they were nothing special.
Then, he stopped at the innermost sanctuary, where only a few select treasures were kept separately.
“Even without you asking, this father had already set aside things to protect you when such a day arrived.”
“Ah… Father, you had already thought of this.”
Was this the depth of parental love?
Deeply moved, Seonwu looked at the treasures in question.
The first was a sword.
It was a treasured sword with a dragon’s head carved onto the hilt.
However, the scabbard looked ordinary at a glance, so except for the hilt, it did not seem like much of a treasured sword.
‘But a sword kept in a place like this can’t possibly be ordinary.’
“Take hold of it.”
“Yes.”
Seonwu grasped the dragon-head hilt.
At that exact moment, a voice resonated inside his mind.
[Oh, are you the young dragon who will become my new master? Truly, how long has it been? You must treat me with respect. As for who I am, I used to serve as the 28th Chief of the Imperial Guard in that Dragon God Realm, and at the Dragon God’s banquet…]
Words poured out at ultra-high speed, rattling inside Seonwu’s head.
“Whoa? Father, this sword is talking…”
“The fellow is a bit of a chatterbox.”
“Is it a sword that speaks?”
Didn’t that mean it possessed a consciousness?
A so-called ‘Ego Sword.’
Although he had heard of spiritual swords that possessed some degree of spirituality, Seonwu had never heard of a sword that spoke so clearly until now.
“Yes, the world calls it the Demon-Subduing Divine Dragon Sword, but in truth, it is not a dragon; it is an imugi that committed a sin and was sealed inside. It is a fellow that only waits for the day it can stack merits under a master, repay its karma, and break free, so it will serve you well.”
“An… an imugi?”
“Since it moves on its own using its own cultivation power, you can hold and wield it yourself, but if you let it go, it will fly around on its own to strike down your enemies.”
‘Doesn’t that mean it performs the Flying Sword Technique completely automatically?’
Not using his own Qi, but the sword itself fighting while flying around with its own Qi?
“As for the sword you will wield personally, you can just pick one from the vault we passed before entering this room, but make sure to take this one with you.”
“Yes, Father.”
“It talks a bit much, but you just shouldn’t hold the hilt when you don’t want to hear it, so manage it well on your own.”
“Yes.”
It was a chatterbox, but it housed an imugi, and it was an automatically flying sword that fought on its own?
Right from the start, it was a truly wondrous divine weapon.
“The second is this. There won’t be any more talkative fellows from here on out, so you can use it normally.”
The Emperor pointed to a garment that looked incredibly thin.
It was a thin piece of clothing that wouldn’t pose any problem at all to wear on the body and then layer other clothes over.
Seonwu couldn’t even begin to guess the material of the outfit, which consisted of a matching top and bottom.
He could only tell that this garment, too, was shrouded in a divine aura.
“What might this be?”
“The As-You-Wish Treasure Clothing. Originally, it was a garment crafted in Dalatian. It automatically expands or shrinks to fit its master. Furthermore, it possesses the function of body protection, so it will guard its master from enemy attacks, generating Body Protective Astral Qi to perfectly protect even the areas exposed outside the clothes.”
“Oh? What level of body protection power is it?”
“You have already mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art to the Peak Realm, but it surpasses that.”
“Gasp? It’s beyond that?”
“Indeed. It can be considered to have the defensive power of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art at the Transcendence Realm. Still, it will find it difficult to withstand power that has reached the Realm of Creation, so do not rely solely on the clothes against attacks from the Top Ten Masters.”
“Yes, Father.”
My goodness.
A garment that granted the defensive power of a Transcendence Realm Vajra Indestructible Divine Art?
For some reason, the defensive capability of the clothes is better than my original cultivation base, isn’t it?
‘Well, who cares! Having good gear is a skill too.’
Being able to inherit such equipment is also my fortune.
Father is the best.
“With those two, you should be able to escape most crises using offense and defense, but in this world, there are Demonic Practitioners who follow the Demon Realm and employ all sorts of wicked sorcery…”
The Emperor handed a transparent glass bell to Seonwu.
“It is the Brahma Bell from the West.”
“The effect of this bell is…”
“It is a bell containing the true Sarira of Tathagata. It has no effect on most martial artists, but against the hordes of demons, it will display the most supreme function among the treasures this father will give you.”
“Oh.”
A temple bell containing the Sarira of Tathagata.
Having read countless wuxia novels, Seonwu could say with absolute certainty:
This was a genuine divine artifact for crushing evil and subduing demons.
“However, with your Prajna Xingong, which is still only at the Peak Realm, you will not be able to draw out its full power, so be careful of any demonic practitioner at the Ultimate Demonic Realm, which is comparable to the Realm of Creation.”
“Yes.”
He had already given him three divine artifacts, yet as if he still had more to bestow, the Emperor now presented a small wooden box containing golden needles.
“These are the Golden Needles of Life and Death. If you administer a spiritual pill and deploy the Grand Ritual with these golden needles, there is no one you cannot save, as long as they aren’t already dead.”
“Healing…”
“The Grand Ritual is well-recorded inside the wooden box, so read it thoroughly and master it.”
“Yes.”
A sword for offense.
Clothing for defense.
An area-of-effect item specialized against demons.
And on top of that, needles for healing.
‘It feels like I have everything already, but is there still more?’
Seonwu directed his gaze toward the fifth treasure.
What on earth was this that he had prepared it as well?
It was a small horn.
“It is the World-Saving Medicine and Poison Horn of Shennong the Flame Emperor.”
“Shennong?”
“Yes. Both poisons and medicines are energies that exist in nature, but depending on how they are used, there are many that harm and disrupt people. So even if it is not demonic, how could it not be dangerous? Place it inside your Cintamani altogether. If you do, neither poison nor medicine will be able to harm you.”
Who was Shennong?
He was a supreme god of mythology who was said to have taught humanity agriculture before the Emperor Xuanyuan, and who tasted everything that existed in nature to distinguish and categorize their uses into poisons and medicines.
He had thought it was just a mythical symbol symbolizing the beginning of agriculture and the exploration of toxicity and medicinal properties in natural objects.
‘This actually exists? No, wait. This is a world with inner energy.’
It was a world where a transparent sphere called a Cintamani was embedded in his own chest.
Since there was a tale of a sealed imugi and a sword that flew on its own, it was entirely possible for Shennong’s horn to exist too!
Thinking that a good thing is a good thing, Seonwu claimed that treasure as well.
Just as the Emperor said, when he brought it close to his Cintamani, it surprisingly got sucked right inside and vanished.
At the same time, he felt an energy, completely separate from the internal energy he had cultivated, settle into a corner of the Cintamani.
It was an energy that felt vast and heavy like the earth itself, yet on the other hand, possessed a tolerance that seemed to accept everything.
It didn’t particularly move and just stayed in place, but that alone gave him a highly reassuring feeling that no matter what invaded, it would just blanket and smother it within its embrace.
‘With this, my resistance to poisons or any other substances causing abnormal statuses is absolutely perfect.’
Did he receive everything now?
No. One remained.
The last item was a ring.
“What is this ring?”
“It is a ring called a Storage Ring.”
“Are you saying it stores objects?”
“Correct. It appears to be a small ring at a glance, but inside, it is connected to a space large enough to hold a certain amount of luggage, allowing you to put items in and pull them out as you wish. It cannot hold an immense volume, but it is more than enough for precious things.”
“Oh.”
‘This is an [Inventory].’
In a way, unlike the previous treasures, it didn’t possess massive power of its own, but its convenience factor was massive.
In addition, its value would vary depending on what he decided to store inside it.
“Take some spiritual pills and other treasures along with you. If you carry around a few weapons that are normally good, wouldn’t they be useful while you roam the Jianghu?”
“Yes, I will do so.”
Seonwu readily replied.
‘Even if I don’t use them, I might find a use for them while traveling the Jianghu.’
For instance, even if it was a weapon he didn’t use, he could use it as a gift for someone he took a liking to.
If he made a like-minded friend and gave one to him, how thrilled would that friend be?
‘Whew, seeing stuff like this suddenly makes me think of that fellow Lee Jun.’
What on earth actually happened to that guy?
It felt like the car that hit him had probably hit Lee Jun as well.
Was he alive and still doing well back on that Earth?
Or did he die together with him?
If it was the latter, did that fellow reincarnate into this world too?
‘Even if it’s not the Imperial Family like me, I hope he reincarnated into a decent household somewhere so he didn’t have to suffer.’
Even if he did reincarnate, would he actually remember his past life like himself?
In the first place, it was uncertain whether he had even reincarnated.
There was no way to know what had happened to him.
He could only hope that wherever he was and whatever he was doing, he was living well.
‘We made a wish together to the Dragon’s Descendant, but only I reincarnated into the Imperial Family.’
Still, if the Dragon’s Descendant had granted that fellow the same wish, he would have reincarnated into at least a Prestigious Noble Clan.
Since the matter regarding his friend Lee Jun wasn’t something he could do anything about even if he was a prince, Seonwu simply prayed that things turned out well for him.
Then, he focused back on the conversation with his imperial father.
“Then I suppose I can put in some spiritual medicine and jewels, and also pack some weapons or precious armor that could be considered divine weapons from over there.”
“Do so. Pack plenty, and use them when the time comes to use them. How could an imperial prince travel the Wulin with tight finances?”
“Thank you, Father.”
All six of them were tremendously incredible treasures without exception.
“However, you too must fulfill your duties as a prince, so next year, I shall bestow upon you the title of King Wuryong.”
“King Wuryong it is.”
The princely title for Seonwu, who would become a king following his older brothers, was finally revealed.
‘My four older brothers above me are named after the natural elements: Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind.’
To think that he alone was not a power of nature, but human ingenuity itself: Martial.
At the same time, it was a character that hinted at the Wulin.
“Your fiefdom will be Henan Province. Since it does not share a border, you will not have to command generals and armies to guard the frontier.”
‘Henan Province… Luoyang, Kaifeng… and Shaolin!’
Just the fact that he didn’t have to defend the border drastically reduced his workload.
Though there were no remaining borders anyway, wasn’t this his imperial father’s consideration?
“However, just as you wished, your duty will be to take charge of and inspect the Wulin.”
“Uh… inspecting the Wulin?”
Somehow, although his original plan was just to go out and roam the Wulin, the job description felt subtly different?
“Therefore, this father has prepared the Feilong Sect on a grand scale to serve as your hands and feet, so use them well.”
“Pardon?”
The Feilong Sect was prepared how, exactly?

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