Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 121
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Chapter 121
Lightning streaks toward a man.
Hong Ja-gyeong, the vice sect leader of Hwaryeong Sword Gate, barely managed to twist his body. As the blue lightning grazed past his hair, dozens of strands fell to the ground, singed.
“…Thunder Lightning Heart Formula… Truly impressive.”
The blue lightning emanating from Song Ui-gyeong’s sword writhed as if it were alive.
It was only because it was Hong Ja-gyeong that he could endure this much; if it had been anyone else, they would have already departed for the afterlife.
Hong Ja-gyeong’s face was excessively pale.
“…How… did you know?”
“I didn’t figure it out myself.”
Scattering the lightning contained in his sword, Song Ui-gyeong gazed at Hong Ja-gyeong with cold eyes.
“Branch Leader Seol gave the orders. That’s all.”
“…Branch Leader… Seol?”
“Do you still not understand?”
Hong Ja-gyeong gritted his teeth.
He didn’t know.
That Song Ui-gyeong had become Seol Woon-hwi’s dog.
“Without any pride, you crawled under a mere illegitimate son who’s only at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown. A man without responsibility. Someone who leads Bongrae chooses to become a dog?”
Song Ui-gyeong chuckled.
“It’s a difference in perspective. If it were Lee Ja-gyeom, perhaps, but I have no reason to explain that to you.”
“…”
“More than that…”
Song Ui-gyeong trailed off.
It was true that he had waited here at Yang-ma-ji-ro according to Woon-hwi’s orders. That was correct, but… he hadn’t expected such a big catch.
No less than the vice sect leader of Hwaryeong Sword Gate.
He raised his sword.
Already behind Song Ui-gyeong, the martial artists of Bongrae’s Four Major Sects, Shin Jang-hu of Yang-ryeong’s Shin Family Clan, and Yang-ryeong’s branch members were slaughtering the martial artists of Jeok An.
“That’s enough. Go now.”
Song Ui-gyeong kicked off from his position.
The lightning covering his body moved to his sword.
He thrust straight forward.
Thunder Lightning Thousand Explosions.
Dozens of lightning bolts extended along the direction of his sword.
Terrified, Hong Ja-gyeong swung his sword to create a barrier.
Heat Fire Soul Defense Formation.
The dozens of lightning bolts were blocked by that barrier and dissipated, but this couldn’t be all there was.
Hong Ja-gyeong could see it. Beyond the barrier, Song Ui-gyeong’s sword was raised high toward the sky.
It came crashing down.
Thunder Lightning Thousand Explosions.
Dozens of lightning bolts poured down from the sky following the sword’s trajectory.
They moved through the air, curving toward Hong Ja-gyeong as if they possessed intelligence, and though Hong Ja-gyeong tried to raise his defenses again, this time he was too late.
Crackle-!
“Aaaahhh!”
His body was engulfed in lightning.
His back, slammed into the ground, was cooked as if roasted in a furnace, but perhaps not wanting to give up, Hong Ja-gyeong struggled to rise from his position.
Song Ui-gyeong’s eyes flashed as he held his sword horizontally.
His legs pushed off the ground, and crackle, lightning sparked from his body.
Thunder Lightning Flash.
His sword shot forward in an instant.
Slash-!!
It cut Hong Ja-gyeong’s upper body in half.
Thud.
The lower and upper body fell separately.
Hong Ja-gyeong could no longer stand up.
Song Ui-gyeong approached him.
Hong Ja-gyeong, writhing on the ground, said something.
No, tried to say something.
Whether it was a curse, or how this situation had come to this, or a question seeking answers, he had no interest at all.
Slash-!
Song Ui-gyeong’s sword simply severed Hong Ja-gyeong’s neck.
Song Ui-gyeong silently turned his head.
The battle was almost at its end.
The performance of Bongrae’s Four Major Sects’ martial artists went without saying, and Yang-ryeong’s branch members were also beyond mention.
But just one person.
Shin Jang-hu, the sect leader of the Shin Family Clan, was different.
Song Ui-gyeong’s experience was truly abundant. Because it was abundant, he could recognize at a glance the martial arts of Pung So-il, the Heavenly Dragon Single Sword who had been greatly active in the primordial era.
Heavenly Yang Ghost Dragon Sword Technique.
The officially known grade of this martial art was upper Heaven and Earth Grade.
Shin Jang-hu’s sword was swung. It was certain.
Each time he swung his sword, sword energy appeared in the forms of dragons and ghosts, and one side of the blade bore a cold blue light while the other side bore a hot red light – it was exactly the same.
Without a doubt.
Slash-!
A Jeok An martial artist’s head shot skyward from Shin Jang-hu’s sword.
It was over.
Song Ui-gyeong could feel a strange, indescribable emotion as he watched Shin Jang-hu for a moment.
Seol Woon-hwi.
What exactly was his true identity?
His limits were unknowable.
It was certain that Seol Woon-hwi had given him that martial art, but did he have no greed?
“What are you thinking about?”
A woman’s voice came from beside him.
Song Ui-gyeong turned his head.
It was the Heavenly Beauty Ju So-ah.
She too had a blood-soaked body, but was relatively very intact.
He had seen her fighting, and she didn’t seem like typical Five Energy Harmonizing Origin martial artists.
Her real combat experience was abundantly rich beyond imagination, and it was certain she would enter the Harmony Realm before long.
To Ju So-ah’s question, Song Ui-gyeong silently looked at Shin Jang-hu.
“Ah, that person? Senior Song, you know well too. Our Branch Leader is a man who’s clear about rewards and punishments.”
He knew well.
Since he had investigated the man called Seol Woon-hwi, he couldn’t help but know well.
However.
“Heaven and Earth Grade martial arts are… beyond my common sense. Moreover, if it’s the martial arts of Heavenly Dragon Single Sword, there would be hundreds in Murim who would covet it, yet he has no greed?”
“He’s someone who prioritizes people over martial arts.”
Song Ui-gyeong was certain.
Shin Jang-hu.
That man would make his name known in Murim beyond Yang-ryeong in the not-too-distant future.
Song Ui-gyeong, who had been quietly looking around, asked Ju So-ah.
“How can he know all of this at a glance?”
Woon-hwi had said.
That today, Jeok An’s martial artists would ambush at Yang-ma-ji-ro.
Though the Beggar Sect and any other information organizations said there were no such signs, Woon-hwi had spoken as if certain.
Though he had followed his words with a doubtful heart, he never expected there would really be an ambush.
How had he known?
Ju So-ah spoke.
“Actually, I don’t know either.”
“Hmm…?”
“How could an ordinary person understand a genius?”
Song Ui-gyeong let out a hollow laugh.
As time passed, it felt like his choice to serve under Woon-hwi was being proven absolutely correct.
“You made a good choice.”
“Does it seem that way?”
“Do you think I’m sticking around here for nothing? No matter how the Murim turns in the future, our Branch Master will be at the center of it.”
Song Ui-gyeong nodded.
That was truly undeniable.
Song Ui-gyeong’s gaze now turned to Cheon Pung, who was giving orders.
While busily directing something, he was cutting off the heads of the corpses one by one with the great sword he held, and seeing him smile while doing so made him feel strange.
“…That man… was it Cheon Pung?”
“Yes. He’s the Deputy Branch Master.”
“Why isn’t he the one doing… ah…”
Song Ui-gyeong, who knew what had happened, held back his words.
He changed the subject.
“Are… are you really planning to send that?”
“He told us to send it, so what can we do?”
Song Ui-gyeong gulped.
Woon-hwi had said.
Once they killed all the warriors, gather their heads and send them to Lee Ja-gyeom.
Woon-hwi had called it a ‘gift’.
Song Ui-gyeong was convinced once more at this moment.
Not making Woon-hwi his enemy was truly the most correct judgment he had made in his entire life.
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