I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 93

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Chapter 93
The disciples of the Wolyeop Sect and the remaining martial artists of the Huangbo Clan, completely blind to the true situation, stood frozen.
Even the local elites who had come to watch, alongside the other courtesans and servants of Aewolru, were utterly bewildered.
“What? A demonic cultivation manual was found in our Pavilion Master’s room?”
“What on earth does that mean? Are they saying our Pavilion Master is a Demonic Practitioner?”
“The Pavilion Master of Aewolru is a Demonic Practitioner…?”
“What in the world is happening here?”
The Pavilion Master of Aewolru agonized over how to handle this, but she needed to make a choice, and fast.
Right then, Patriarch Huangbo urgently sent her a sound transmission.
[It has come to this. Take responsibility, drag the Wolyeop Sect down with you, and commit mutual destruction. For the sake of our grand design, surely you can sacrifice your life.]
It was a cold, ruthless command, but it was an option the Pavilion Master of Aewolru had to weigh.
The problem was, her own life was precious to her.
“This is a frame-up! Prefect! Someone must have slipped this into my room without my knowledge!”
The cry burst from her lips by sheer reflex.
“Hmm, I suppose that is a possibility.”
The Prefect did not dismiss her claim immediately.
“Or perhaps that man brought it here himself and pretended to find it in my room to set me up…”
Patriarch Huangbo’s blood boiled with rage.
‘That utterly brainless fool!’
If the Pavilion Master spoke like that, people would inevitably start wondering if someone had planted the evidence on the Young Master of Wolyeop Sect as well.
The evidence in the Young Master’s room belonged to his personal possessions, while the evidence in the Pavilion Master’s room was an outsider’s conspiracy.
Public opinion would never neatly separate the two cases just to suit his convenience.
“What shall we do?”
Seonwu offered an answer right at that moment.
“It is simple. If this truly is a conspiracy by Demonic Practitioners who infiltrated Aewolru, and if the Young Master’s words are true, then those four are guilty of perjury, meaning one of them must have trained in Demonic Arts, correct?”
“Oh, indeed that makes sense.”
“Therefore, I shall inspect them to see if they have practiced Demonic Arts.”
“Splendid. Proceed.”
The moment Seonwu stepped toward them after the Prefect’s approval, the Pavilion Master realized she could no longer talk her way out of this.
‘What do I do? Should I rely on the Zanma Method and let him inspect me? No. Looking at that bastard’s eyes, he is absolutely certain.’
Since he had personally unearthed the secret manual, he knew without a doubt that it was her hidden property, not something planted by a third party.
He would examine them ruthlessly, without any fear of injuring an innocent bystander.
Submitting to his grasp and letting him take her pulse would be nothing short of surrendering herself to be subdued.
‘Since it has come to this… I will at least fulfill the grand design!’
Even though she knew Seonwu was approaching with absolute vigilance, she had no other choice left.
“Young Master! Forgive us for trying to escape and leave you behind! At this point, silencing witnesses is our only way out! Let us fight together!”
With that screeching cry, the Pavilion Master lungled at Seonwu.
Maehyang and the two Demonic Practitioners disguised as servants also unleashed their Demonic Arts and charged forward.
A wave of thick, nauseating Demonic Qi—which any normal person would instinctively revile—erupted violently from the four of them.
“Ahhh! It’s Demonic Qi!”
“Demonic Practitioners! They’re Demonic Practitioners!”
The spectators and the ordinary staff working at the pavilion shrieked in terror.
The Prefect also bellowed in panic.
“They… They have finally shown their true colors! Huangbo Clan and Wolyeop Sect, slaughter them at once!”
Patriarch Huangbo desperately wanted to use this chaos to kill the Young Master first.
However, the Sect Leader of Wolyeop had already thrown himself in front of his son, and Seonwu and Dan Suyeong stood right beside him.
“We need to interrogate the Young Master further, so let us take down those four first!”
Patriarch Huangbo gnashed his teeth at the infuriatingly smug Chivalrous Xia.
Yet, it was impossible to grit his teeth, claim the Young Master was already exposed as an accomplice, and hack his way through.
The Young Master was already completely incapacitated; what kind of threat could he possibly pose that required such a rushed execution?
Furthermore, if he tried to force his way through the people blocking him, anyone watching would realize he was trying to silence witnesses because of his own guilty conscience.
‘I have no choice.’
Swallowing his burning frustration, he joined the fray to execute the Pavilion Master of Aewolru and the other three Demonic Practitioners.
The Pavilion Master was a Peak Realm practitioner in her own right, and the courtesan Maehyang was a Demonic Practitioner of the High-Ascending Realm.
The two servants were merely First-Class.
While they were not a force to be taken lightly, they were nothing compared to the Orthodox martial artists gathered in this room.
Once exposed, it was over in the blink of an eye.
Demonstrating his Transcendence Realm Pasanquan, Patriarch Huangbo charged ahead of everyone else and battered the Pavilion Master of Aewolru.
“Oh, impressive. As expected, the Pasanquan of the Huangbo Clan is truly peerless.”
Seonwu clapped his hands, admiring the magnificent, overbearing momentum of the technique.
[Hey, aren’t you mocking him a bit too much?]
Lee Jun sent a sound transmission, but Seonwu remained shameless.
[Huh? I’m being entirely sincere. The man might be evil, but Pasanquan is innocent.]
[…You really are something else.]
Lee Jun clicked his tongue.
He had perfectly orchestrated a situation where wicked accomplices turned on each other, effectively killing with a borrowed sword, and yet he was casually praising the technique.
‘Is this guy the Earth Dragon instead of me? No, wait, he’s a real dragon now, so I guess that fits.’
He was King Wuryong, after all.
Lee Jun had always thought Seonwu would have achieved great academic success in their past life if his family’s finances had permitted it, but now he was performing on a completely different level.
Boom.
A devastating, mountain-shattering force was packed into a single fist.
The sheer pressure generated by his advancing punch carried the grand aura of a general capable of commanding ten thousand soldiers.
The Pavilion Master unleashed a profoundly sinister and seductive Demonic Art, but Patriarch Huangbo’s fist did not waver in the slightest.
Even her Huanxi Dance, designed to stir a man’s lust and disrupt his martial arts, was instantly shattered and subdued.
In mere moments, the four Demonic Practitioners gasped their last breaths.
The other martial artists of the Huangbo Clan, who knew absolutely nothing, had naturally thrown themselves into the subjugation with righteous fervor.
“If we had just caught one Demonic Practitioner and called it a day, we would have left a terrible threat behind.”
“To think four Demonic Practitioners were lurking right here in this courtesan house.”
“Ha, the Chivalrous Xia searched Aewolru and uncovered a massive plot. Truly magnificent!”
Oblivious to their Patriarch’s inner torment, they showered Seonwu with praise.
Seonwu smiled faintly, though a pang of pity touched his heart.
‘These people really have no idea what their Patriarch has done.’
They had simply followed along because they believed hunting Demonic Practitioners was a righteous cause, and when the enemy appeared, they wielded their fists with chivalric pride.
If they ever discovered that their own Patriarch was the root of this entire conspiracy, what would they do?
‘Patriarch, adding Yueyi County to your family’s sphere of influence must have been incredibly tempting.’
Especially since it was originally their clan’s territory, surrendered a century ago.
Even so, he had crossed the line by resorting to methods that should never be touched.
How could he commit such a crime while leading clan members like this?
‘That doesn’t mean I can let him off the hook.’
Patriarch Huangbo had plotted a malicious frame-up to destroy not just the Young Master of Wolyeop Sect, but the entire Wolyeop Sect.
The life of Patriarch Huangbo alone was not enough to pay for such a crime.
However, the fact that his clan members were not co-conspirators had to be taken into account.
What would be an appropriate punishment?
Before deciding that, he needed to wrap this up first.
Dealing with the Demonic Practitioners first made the remaining steps significantly easier.
He could only hope that when the truth finally came to light, the martial artists of the Huangbo Clan would choose chivalry over their Patriarch.
“The Demonic Practitioners are dead. However, the matter regarding the Young Master remains unresolved, so the trial shall resume. Everyone, return to your positions.”
The Wolyeop Sect, the Huangbo Clan, and Seonwu’s party all stepped away from the Young Master.
With four mangled, bloody corpses of Demonic Practitioners splayed across the floor, the atmosphere grew vastly more grim.
“Before she died, the Pavilion Master of Aewolru claimed she conspired with you, Young Master.”
“That is a lie! Those people tried to frame me with false testimonies from the very beginning, so what could I have possibly conspired with them to do?”
“Could it be that once you realized you were caught, they tried to cut you loose to save themselves?”
“I am truly innocent.”
Seonwu stepped forward.
“Prefect, I have additional evidence to present alongside the demonic cultivation manual and the drugs.”
“What is it?”
“The correspondence and contracts that went back and forth.”
“Oh?”
At the mention of a contract, Patriarch Huangbo finally fully understood the trap he had fallen into.
He immediately fired a fierce sound transmission at Seonwu.
[Chivalrous Xia… You bastard!]
[Patriarch, what will you do now? Will you try to silence everyone in this room? Will your clan members slaughter the officials and the watching commoners just because you order it?]
[…….]
[Or will you try to bluff your way through by claiming it’s a fake contract and a forged seal?]
[Did Mashu Xuesheng die by your hand as well?]
[Ah, so the별호 of that Demonic Practitioner who looked like a scholar was Mashu Xuesheng? At any rate, yes, he died by my hand.]
Having pieced together the entire puzzle from Seonwu’s answer, Patriarch Huangbo let out a hollow laugh.
[…Haha, I was being played by you from the very beginning.]
[If I had revealed that contract right away, you would have cut your losses, and the Demonic Practitioners at Aewolru would have escaped. I had to work quite hard to bring everything to light.]
[And by making me execute the Demonic Practitioners with my own hands, you eliminated any possibility of me teaming up with them to silence the witnesses.]
[Even if you had tried, it wouldn’t have been easy because of the formation Jun set up.]
[Yes, you planned everything meticulously.]
A scheme he and Mashu Xuesheng had layered three and four times over had been completely turned against them in a matter of days by this sudden interloper.
[I always thought that while breaking an opponent’s strategy is one thing, completely turning it against them is near impossible. But you are that kind of monster.]
[You flatter me.]
[You are the true Earth Dragon here, not Zhuge.]
[I am Chivalrous Xia, though.]
[A true chivalrous hero cannot handle matters with such devious precision. They merely strike down the visible evil and leave, allowing the hidden roots to sprout again.]
[I suppose that makes me a smart chivalrous hero.]
Patriarch Huangbo lamented.
[In trying to restore my clan’s glory, I have ruined it instead. You are truly a terrifying individual.]
[I wonder about that. The net of heaven has large meshes, yet it lets nothing through. If you hadn’t committed these evil deeds, what trick could I have possibly used to ensnare you?]
[Did the Young Master of Wolyeop Sect fall prey to me and Mashu Xuesheng because of his own sins? No, it was simply because your talents far surpassed ours.]
[True, I have seen plenty of cases where evil triumphs and the innocent suffer.]
That was precisely why he had yearned for chivalrous heroes, and why he loved wuxia.
Because a protagonist wielding peerless martial arts to enact justice on behalf of heaven did not exist in reality.
But today, in this place, he would be that chivalrous hero.
[Let’s just say I repaired the net of heaven for today.]
[I lose. However, this matter was conducted entirely by me in secret. The Main House knows nothing.]
[The Young Master of Wolyeop Sect and the disciples of the Wolyeop Sect also knew nothing, right?]
[…What do you intend to do with the Main House?]
[Well, personally, I dislike guilt by association, so I don’t plan to do anything drastic… Still, your single life feels a bit insufficient to compensate the Wolyeop Sect, don’t you think?]
[I shall surrender more than enough external possessions.]
As he listened to Chivalrous Xia’s response, the Patriarch suddenly noticed something.
[But you speak as if you are the one deciding the outcome of this trial, rather than the Prefect. Why is that?]
[Ah.]
Seonwu did not bother to deny it.
[Are you a Golden Dragon, or a Moon Dragon?]
[Is there any reason you need to know that?]
[You are far too arrogant to be a mere guard. You must be a Squad Leader.]
Seonwu offered no reply.
To Patriarch Huangbo, that silence was an answer in itself.
While the two exchanged their silent dialogue, the crowd grew immensely curious as the Prefect stood frozen, silently holding the letters and the contract.
‘What on earth is written in there?’
‘He isn’t saying a word.’
‘But we can’t exactly rush him.’
The truth was, the Prefect was only waiting because Absolute Shadow had told him to wait.
Absolute Shadow was waiting because Seonwu had told him to wait.
And Seonwu was busy talking to Patriarch Huangbo.
To the onlookers, however, the Prefect’s silence merely made the contents seem incredibly grave.
In truth, the contents were indeed grave.
Only after Seonwu gave another signal to Absolute Shadow did the Prefect finally open his mouth.
“Patriarch Huangbo, the contents of this contract and these letters… are truly shocking.”
“Prefect, I shall answer.”
“Speak.”
“Everything is true.”
What was?
As everyone drowned in confusion, Patriarch Huangbo continued.
“Blinded by greed, I failed to reject the proposition of the Demonic Practitioners. Thus, I conspired in the plot to frame and eliminate the Young Master of Wolyeop Sect.”

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