Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 106

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Chapter 106

Sim Mun-ryong chuckled.

“I don’t really have to do it, but is this a normal situation? It’s your business, so why are you asking me, someone from the Baekryeong-wi… Ah… Aha… Well… I roughly understand now.”

Though he was a scoundrel with frivolous speech, Sim Mun-ryong wasn’t a fool.

“You guys have someone who caused trouble, don’t you? And it’s a really big mess too.”

Sim Mun-ryong grinned as if finding it amusing.

“Does that bastard know how deep Seol Woon-hwi’s schemes really are, contrary to his appearance? Once caught, he’ll be squeezed dry until not a drop of blood remains. I’d like to see what kind of bastard it is, but I guess I won’t get to.”

It sounded like the words of a man who had properly experienced Seol Woon-hwi, and Yang Cheol greatly agreed with Sim Mun-ryong’s words.

“Hey.”

“Yes.”

“What’s your name?”

“It’s Yang Cheol.”

“Yang Cheol… Right, got it. And go tell Seol Woon… no, Hyeon Seol-rin that I’ll become one of the Twelve Cold Spirits soon, so if he needs anything, tell him to say whatever.”

“…I’ll convey it in a somewhat refined manner.”

“Do that however you like. Now go. I might get attached.”

“I’m leaving.”

Yang Cheol turned around immediately.

It was clear that despite speaking like that, the man genuinely cared for Seol Woon-hwi.

If not, when Seol Woon-hwi’s baduk skills spread throughout the Central Plains, he wouldn’t have vouched for him with his own name against those who doubted that skill.

It was the first time that Huashan First Peak, who had been active in Murim for over twenty years, had protected someone like that.

While walking, he briefly turned his head.

He could see Sim Mun-ryong walking as well.

Where he was heading was obvious.

He was going to Hyeon Sim, the head of the Baekryeong-wi.

Since the reporting system existed for a reason, it was proper to report to the head first before taking action.

From Yang Cheol’s experience, the twenty sects written in that ledger would be erased from the world within three days at most.

He suddenly became curious.

What sects were written on the ‘three sheets of paper’ that Woon-hwi had torn off?

Which sects were they that he had torn them off?

* * *

Yang Cheol’s question was reasonable.

Even Cheon Pung, who didn’t possess Yang Cheol’s level of intellect, harbored the same doubt.

Woon-hwi was staring intently at the three sheets of paper spread out inside the carriage.

His expression and atmosphere were so serious that Cheon Pung, who was driving the carriage, didn’t dare ask a question.

But seeing Woon-hwi burst into a quiet laugh, he couldn’t help but ask.

“Lord… Um… What sects are written there that… make you react like this?”

Woon-hwi lowered the letter and looked at Cheon Pung.

“Are you curious?”

“…Yes… Honestly, a little… no, very curious.”

“Cheon Pung.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“Have I ever acted without reason?”

Cheon Pung seemed to ponder for a moment, then shook his head.

“No, you haven’t.”

“It’s the same now.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes were very resolute.

“Everything has its time, but at least now is not that time.”

“…”

“So keep quiet about this ledger.”

“Understood. I’m tight-lipped, Lord.”

Woon-hwi put the letter in his storage bag and looked out the window.

It was the downtown area of Yang-ryeong.

Looking at it, Woon-hwi was thinking of something else.

He had only made guesses.

But he didn’t know it would be to this extent.

The number of sects written in the ledger was exactly twenty-three.

He had torn off three sheets, and ‘three sects’ were written on them.

Frankly speaking, if he reported to Father, these three sects could be eliminated right now.

But he could say with certainty.

That would be a foolish act.

He held his head.

The outline was drawn.

Who were the spies and who had betrayed.

The Baekseol Wiryeong-dan, these three sects, and even Vice Palace Lord Yang Seol-jin.

And though not certain now, there were ‘at least four more sects.’

The reason Woon-hwi wasn’t dealing with all of them now was one thing.

That one thing was too big.

What level was Woon-hwi’s current realm at?

Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown. And only at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

What level was Palace Lord Seol Jung-cheon’s realm at?

Great Void Formless.

Modifiers like leaving half a step to Primordial Sole Existence were meaningless.

What mattered was being at Great Void Formless.

They were all connected.

If one place was struck down, others would raise their heads in a chain reaction like seizures, and as each was eliminated one by one, Snow Palace’s power would weaken.

Murim was ruthless.

As Snow Palace weakened, enemies would grow stronger, making it difficult to respond when incidents occurred.

Though he wanted to dance with swords right now, one of two conditions had to be met.

Either Woon-hwi reached Primordial Sole Existence.

Or Seol Jung-cheon reached Primordial Sole Existence.

In any case, a master of Primordial Sole Existence had to exist.

They didn’t need to do anything, didn’t even need to breathe. They just needed to exist.

What Woon-hwi had to do for now was one thing.

Handle the task at hand.

Like now.

The carriage stopped.

It stopped before even entering the Yang-ryeong Branch.

“…Um… Lord? They’re conducting an inspection right now.”

“An inspection?”

“Yes…”

Before Woon-hwi, who had a puzzled expression, could say anything.

“Is this the carriage carrying the Yang-ryeong Branch Lord? Get out immediately!”

Hearing the voice from outside, Woon-hwi let out a hollow laugh and opened the carriage door to come out.

It was truly a spectacle.

No, before being a spectacle, this situation itself was absurd.

If they were sects from Yang-ryeong, he would have understood.

But these weren’t affiliated with Yang-ryeong.

They weren’t even affiliated with Snow Mountain to begin with.

“Yang-ryeong is under my jurisdiction, so who gave permission for this inspection?”

“…Oh my… Quite confident, aren’t you. We came from the Four Heaven Alliance.”

“So, I asked who gave you the authority to conduct inspections.”

“…Don’t you understand the current situation?”

“It seems like you’re the ones who don’t understand.”

Woon-hwi turned his head.

Beyond, he could see the branch members of Yang-ryeong running frantically toward them.

Ju So-ah was at the front, followed by Won Yang and Han Mu-rin.

They immediately stood before Woon-hwi and took the Embracing Fist posture.

“We greet the Branch Master.”

Woon-hwi, who had been silently watching the three, spoke briefly.

“Explain.”

Ju So-ah, who was the deputy branch master, opened her mouth.

“…Since four days ago, warriors from the Four Heaven Alliance have been entering Yang-ryeong and controlling it.”

“Control…”

Woon-hwi’s gaze turned to Ju So-ah.

Ju So-ah made a complicated expression, but he wasn’t interested.

Woon-hwi simply extended his foot and kicked Ju So-ah in the solar plexus.

Thwack-!!

“Ugh…”

Ju So-ah was pushed back sliding,

and beside her came Won Yang, who had similarly been hit in the solar plexus, followed by Han Mu-rin.

Ju So-ah raised her head.

Rather angry-looking, Ju So-ah immediately lowered her head upon seeing Woon-hwi’s coldly sunken expression.

It was no joke – if she had talked back, a sword would have definitely come flying.

“What a mess.”

“…”

“I trusted you and left my post, yet during that not-so-long time, you actually offered Yang-ryeong to the Four Heaven Alliance.”

Ju So-ah wanted to protest that it wasn’t like that, but she kept her mouth tightly shut.

No matter how she thought about it, this wasn’t a situation to speak up.

Like Won Yang and Han Mu-rin beside her, she silently knelt on the spot.

“Ju So-ah.”

“…Yes.”

“Is this the Murim you live in?”

“…”

“Inspections are only conducted by those who rule that region. In your eyes now, whose does this Yang-ryeong appear to belong to?”

“…That’s…”

“In my eyes, it appears to belong to the Four Heaven Alliance. Do you still have something to say?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Woon-hwi was truly disappointed in the three branch members.

And one more person.

“Where is Manager Seong?”

“…He’s at his residence.”

At Han Mu-rin’s answer, Woon-hwi furrowed his brow.

Woon-hwi couldn’t even imagine that the situation would become this messy.

But he wasn’t a fool either.

There must have been a ‘reasonable cause’ for them to be acting like this. There definitely had to be.

“If you’ve done this nonsense as Yang-ryeong’s branch members without reasonable cause.”

Woon-hwi’s cold eyes turned toward the branch members excluding Cheon Pung.

“You can look forward to it. Then it won’t end with simple disappointment.”

He turned his head.

About eighteen men and women in black martial uniforms were visible.

“Four Heaven Alliance, I’ll only say this to you once. So listen well…”

“We heard that you recently killed Wang So-woon and Jang Maeng-gang.”

Though Woon-hwi’s words were cut off, surprisingly he didn’t say much about that point.

Rather.

“So what?”

He simply asked back like this.

“It’s not ‘so what’ – you killed two warriors from the Four Heaven Alliance’s Cheolmyeong Hall, didn’t you! And that was just for suggesting to play baduk. I don’t know how you gained such fame with such methods, but our Four Heaven Alliance must receive an apology for that incident!”

“An apology… Rather, I should be the one receiving it, yet you make such ridiculous demands.”

Woon-hwi moved his steps and stood face to face with the man who had raised his voice.

“You, what’s your name?”

“…I am Woo Maeng-gyeok of the Four Heaven Alliance’s Cheolmyeong Hall Third Division.”

“Woo Maeng-gyeok, I ask you. I clearly said with my own mouth that there was urgent business at the Main Palace, and I asked for understanding. It was something so important that someone like you couldn’t even imagine. If I had been forced to play baduk because of those two idiots, I would have been delayed. Let me be clear. If that had happened, I was planning to erase the Four Heaven Alliance from this world.”

“Wh… What?”

“My elder brother was critically ill, and I had no choice but to go treat him. The Four Heaven Alliance actually interfered with that matter, so the person who should receive an apology is only me, yet you dare conduct inspections and control in Snow Palace’s territory.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes darkened.

“I’ll say this for the first and last time. Open your ears, don’t interrupt, and listen. Kneel here and apologize. If you do, I’ll let it pass.”

“…Are you insane?”

He couldn’t kneel and apologize.

As long as he was here as a member of the Four Heaven Alliance, their actions would become the Four Heaven Alliance’s position.

Kneeling would mean the Four Heaven Alliance was submitting, so he absolutely couldn’t do that.

And this was enough.

Woon-hwi understood it as a refusal.

Swoosh-!

The hidden dagger from Woon-hwi’s waist piercing Woo Maeng-gyeok’s neck happened in truly an instant.

Flash Void Single Needle Technique.

The moment blood shot up to the sky, he immediately twisted the dagger sideways.

Crack-!

His neck bone snapped and Woo Maeng-gyeok departed from this world.

Woon-hwi, who had thrown his corpse aside, spoke in a chilling voice.

“It seems you’re the only one I can trust with work, Cheon Pung.”

“It’s an honor. Hehe…”

He naturally stood beside Woon-hwi.

Cheon Pung’s injuries weren’t at a level that could heal in just two days, but he could still move.

That meant he had enough strength left to stick a sword in necks or anywhere else.

Woon-hwi, who had drawn his sword, spoke quietly.

“Kill them all.”

“Hehehehe… Yes, sir!”

He wasn’t hoping for large numbers.

He judged that it would be sufficient if Cheon Pung killed just one person among those remaining.

This meant that Woon-hwi alone would handle seventeen people.

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