Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

Woon-hwi shook his head.

“It’s insufficient.”

“If you tell me what it is, I’ll try to fulfill whatever it may be.”

“Ten drops of Gongcheong Seokyoo every half month, and five hundred-year roots plus one five-hundred-year root.”

“…Would monthly not work?”

Woon-hwi smiled.

“Then let’s do it that way.”

“…I feel like I’ve been had somehow… I understand. I’ll do as you say.”

“Bring the spirit pills and spirit medicine I mentioned earlier by tomorrow.”

“Understood.”

“And I’ll also entrust you with selling the Divine Ginseng Flower.”

A smile also appeared on Seo Hyo’s lips.

“I’ll do that as well. Since many people will be visiting the black market, there shouldn’t be any problem with sales.”

However.

“This deal will begin when the task you’re planning to undertake is finally completed successfully.”

Woon-hwi nodded.

Seo Hyo took the Embracing Fist posture and bowed his head.

“Next time I come, I’d like to play at least one game of baduk.”

“Aren’t we playing one right now?”

“…”

“Who holds the black stones and who holds the white stones – let’s figure out that distinction when we have time later.”

“…I understand. And before I go, I’d like to give you a gift.”

“Go ahead.”

Seo Hyo’s gaze turned to the letter placed beside Woon-hwi.

Seo Hyo hadn’t directly looked at the contents of that letter.

And Woon-hwi hadn’t revealed its contents either.

But someone of Seo Hyo’s caliber couldn’t help but know what those contents were.

“I’ll handle it for you.”

Woon-hwi picked up the letter.

“You mean this?”

“Yes.”

Flames rose from Woon-hwi’s hand as he chuckled.

With a crackling sound, the letter turned to ash and scattered.

“Seo Hyo.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“You and I are indeed friends.”

“…That’s a relief. I was worried about what would happen if we weren’t…”

“But before being friends, we are ‘parties who move for each other’s benefit.'”

“…”

“In a situation where we both want something from each other, if we create a debt on one side, that relationship won’t be the same as before.”

“You’re talking about the collapse of balance.”

“Is there anything more to say?”

Seo Hyo smiled slightly.

“I understand. Then I’ll treat that letter matter as if it never happened. And when all of this is over, I’ll come to see you then.”

As he nodded, Seo Hyo’s body scattered like smoke from that spot.

He turned his head.

Listening carefully, he could hear Manager Seong’s sleeping breath.

A sigh escaped him.

It seemed he would have to call Yang So back again.

* * *

Rain was washing away the blood-stained ground.

Four men and women stood over the scattered corpses.

It was Cheon Pung, Ju So-ah, Won Yang, and Han Mu-rin.

These dead bodies were members of Hong Ga-jang’s trading company from Jeok An.

Naturally, this included the warriors who had been escorting them, merchants, and porters.

It wasn’t a joke – they had really killed them all completely.

Cheon Pung looked toward the distant mountain path and spoke.

“Let’s prepare. The last trading company will be coming soon.”

They had already far exceeded the number of one hundred that Woon-hwi had suggested, but they had no intention of stopping.

This was something they had started.

Since they had drawn their swords, they had to see it through to the end.

They had moved according to the route they had originally planned, and once they annihilated the trading company from ‘Hwaryeong Sword Gate’ that would arrive soon, everything would be finished.

When they returned, Woon-hwi would praise them.

Looking forward to just that, they were running like this now.

The current time was the Hour of the Rabbit (5 AM to 7 AM).

Since dawn was gradually breaking, they needed to handle this quickly and return to Yang-ryeong.

But strangely, even as time passed, the trading company wasn’t coming.

“…Was there some mistake?”

Cheon Pung scratched his head and let out a sigh.

Time passed, and passed again.

This wouldn’t do.

No matter how heavy the downpour, once day broke, there would inevitably be people who would notice.

Let’s retreat.

Just as he was about to say that.

Torches could be seen in the distance.

It was a trading company’s procession coming through the rain.

That was fortunate.

Cheon Pung slowly began to move, and the branch members also began to move.

However, as the distance grew closer, they began to sense something strange.

“…There’s only one carriage.”

There were no carts, and no porters either.

Cheon Pung raised his hand. Everyone stopped in place simultaneously.

“…Something feels off.”

Ju So-ah, Won Yang, and Han Mu-rin all felt it too.

That something had gone terribly wrong.

When they stopped in place, the carriage also stopped.

Soon the coachman who had been leading the carriage got down to the ground and slowly began to walk.

Only then was the black long robe he was wearing revealed.

On the chest of that robe, the character for flame was embroidered in red.

Everyone was surprised, but the most surprised was Han Mu-rin.

Red flame.

In this vast murim, there was only one sect that embroidered that on the right chest.

“…Mixed Path… Demon Flame Palace…”

Han Mu-rin’s eyes began to blaze. If Ju So-ah hadn’t grabbed his shoulder as he was about to rush out immediately, he would surely have drawn his sword and swung it.

But that wouldn’t be a good choice.

Really… it wouldn’t.

The eyes of the man who raised his head were cold, and each time he took a step, ash began to scatter on the ground.

Among those present, only Ju So-ah knew who that man was.

“…Black Flame Demon Hand Woo Rin…”

The organization responsible for the military force of the Mixed Path Demon Flame Palace is the Mayeom Division.

This Mayeom Division is divided into a total of four battalions, and the man before their eyes is the commander of the Hwasung Division among them.

His realm is the Body Establishment Boundary.

“I came here thinking it strange that there was such a thick smell of blood, and it turns out to be you bastards.”

His voice was low and calm, but it was filled with confidence.

The four people froze.

What they faced was not simply a warrior. It was an existence like a disaster. Had they trusted the information too blindly?

Why on earth was the Hwasung Division commander of the Mixed Path Demon Flame Palace here of all places?

And alone at that.

“Well now, this isn’t a situation I understand, but… I’ll be able to bring a nice gift to Lee Ja-gyeom, so it’s not bad for me.”

Heh heh heh.

The first to point his sword at the laughing man was Cheon Pung.

“…Ho…? You point your sword at me? Do you not know who I am?”

“I don’t know.”

“Even if you don’t know, I’m currently emanating the aura of the Body Establishment Boundary. Don’t tell me you can’t even feel that?”

“I can feel it though?”

“…Are you insane?”

“Whether you’re Body Establishment Boundary or whatever, in the end you’ll die the same if a blade gets stuck in your neck, won’t you?”

“…That’s… right. Yes, that’s not wrong. Well now, it’s been a while since I’ve seen such an amusing fellow.”

Cheon Pung grinned wickedly.

“You appear to be from Yanggwang County, but I like your confidence and spirit. I’d like to kidnap you and take you to the Mixed Path Demon Flame Palace, but let’s talk about that later. First, let me see your skills.”

As soon as Woo Rin’s words ended, black flames explosively erupted from his body.

It was not simple demonic transformation.

It was the crystallization of the Demonic Flame Art that Woo Rin had cultivated for decades.

Black Flame Three Forms.

First Form, Flame Gorge.

Black flames shot out from Woo Rin’s both hands. Even in the pouring rain, they were completely unaffected, which was natural.

At the Body Establishment Boundary level, one handles natural energy, and the higher the realm, the more one deals with the essence of nature itself.

This mere downpour could not affect Woo Rin’s natural energy.

Woo Rin, who held the writhing demonic transformation in both hands like living things, kicked off from his position.

His target was Cheon Pung.

Recognizing this, Cheon Pung immediately concentrated all his energy into his great sword and swung it powerfully.

The final technique of the Heaven Killing Wolf Snow Art, Cold Star Breaking Sky, clashed with Woo Rin’s flames, but rather than being extinguished, the flames engulfed him.

“Kheup…”

Cheon Pung, who was pushed back sliding, raised his head.

In an instant, all the internal energy in his body was depleted.

And Woo Rin was looking at such a Cheon Pung with a strange expression.

“…Your divine power… is beyond imagination.”

It was admiration filled with sincerity.

“This… I’m truly curious what you’ll become when you grow larger. For now, you wait there.”

As a smile spread across Woo Rin’s lips, he simultaneously tilted his head back.

Whoosh-!

A sword swept past above his face.

It was Won Yang.

“Precise and fast, but too static.”

Before Woo Rin could do anything, his eyes widened greatly.

A sword thrust forward.

He stepped back one pace and twisted his body to the side.

Whoosh-!

Han Mu-rin’s sword pierced through the area where Woo Rin’s heart had been just moments before.

There wasn’t a single wound on Woo Rin’s body and even his robe’s hem wasn’t cut, but his eyes were still wide open.

It couldn’t be helped.

“…Demonic transformation…? Are you a disciple of the palace?”

What Han Mu-rin was manifesting was definitely the demonic transformation of the Mixed Path Demon Flame Palace.

And its purity was quite high too.

It would be fair to say it was displayed by a warrior of Five Dragon Peak Castle rather than a warrior of Yanggwang County.

Come to think of it.

“…Your face looks strangely familiar…”

As if uninterested in Woo Rin’s curiosity, Won Yang and Han Mu-rin simultaneously swung their swords.

Thwack, thwack.

Woo Rin grabbed both people’s swords as if snatching sticks.

Soon his flames began flowing along the swords.

“Keu…”

As screams mixed with pain burst out, Woo Rin released the swords and stepped back.

It was because of Ju So-ah’s sword flying in, cutting through the air like a snake.

“…Look at this? This… isn’t this the martial arts of Salgeom-mun?”

He swung his foot toward the sword thrusting forward again.

Kwaaaaang-!!

With a thunderous sound, Ju So-ah’s body swayed to the side.

She didn’t drop her sword, but it was meaningless.

Because Woo Rin’s fist struck her face.

Kwaang-!!

Ju So-ah was slammed straight into the ground. Then the black hat she was wearing came off, and even the thin cloth attached to it was torn.

Woo Rin, who confirmed Ju So-ah’s face, licked his lips with his tongue.

“That’s right. The heavenly beauty Ju So-ah. They said she was beautiful enough to be close to the most beautiful under heaven, and indeed her reputation is well-deserved.”

Ju So-ah, who roughly wiped the blood flowing from her forehead, struggled to get up from her position.

In this brief exchange, she clearly grasped the situation.

Not everyone in this world could be like Woon-hwi.

There was absolutely no way to survive in this place.

Ju So-ah sent a mental transmission to the Branch Members behind her.

-Run. Quickly.

But none of them fled.

Hadn’t they learned from Woon-hwi?

That there are things more important than the crisis of death.

In pursuing the path one walks, crises always come.

If you overcome it, you overcome it, and if you can’t overcome it, that’s simply that.

Whether you bent or didn’t bend.

Whether you weren’t ashamed in walking that path.

Those are the important things.

“Go!”

Even at Ju So-ah’s shout, they only stood by each other’s sides.

Everyone picked up their respective weapons that had fallen to the ground. At that sight, Woo Rin burst into laughter.

“That girl is quite cute indeed. The guys behind have loyalty and character too… plus excellent comprehension… and one is definitely from the palace, so they’re truly too precious to kill.”

Ju So-ah smiled faintly.

Blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

“I am quite cute indeed. But my figure is even more amazing – you’re not thinking of killing me comfortably, are you?”

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