Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 122

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Chapter 122

The splendidly dressed delegation from Jeok An arrived in Yang-ryeong.

The massive group of over fifty people certainly appeared to be there for sincere negotiations to anyone who saw them.

It had to be that way.

Among the Three Great Families, the heads of no less than two places had come.

The family head of the Heuk Clan and the master of the Fire Demon Hall.

Heuk Yeong-gyeol, head of the Heuk Clan, and So Yeom-hyeon, master of the Fire Demon Hall.

Their respective realms were Harmony Realm and Five Energy Harmonizing Origin.

Naturally, Heuk Yeong-gyeol, who had the highest cultivation, was serving as the delegation’s representative, and Woon-hwi, who had been waiting at the entrance of Yang-ryeong Branch’s Great Hall, smiled slightly and cupped his fists.

“You must have had a difficult journey coming such a long way.”

“Hehe… Not at all. Though the distance is about twenty li, since this is such an important matter, even that long journey felt very short.”

His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were not.

That was understandable.

No matter how much they were negotiating, the majority of the warriors who had died were from Jeok An.

Warriors from the Heuk Clan, warriors from the Fire Demon Hall, and even warriors from the remaining sects included in the delegation behind them.

None of them could have good feelings toward Yang-ryeong.

However, whose orders were these?

Lee Ja-gyeom had said he would make peace.

Woon-hwi also seemed to want that, so for now, they had to go along with it.

That was right.

“Your expression doesn’t look good.”

“…Does it seem that way?”

“Yes. It seems we should have a drink or two.”

As if he had been waiting for those words, Heuk Yeong-gyeol’s eyes flashed.

“Let’s do that. As it happens, this great hero told me to convey his peaceful intentions to Young Master Seol, and he also had me bring a gift…”

Saying this, he signaled to an attendant beside him, who brought a small box and carefully opened it.

Inside was a jade bottle with a reddish glow.

“This is ‘Blood Plum Heavenly Heart Wine’ that this great hero brewed himself. It’s precious liquor made by aging blood plum blossom petals that only grow in Jeok An for ten years. This great hero specifically conveyed his wish to share it with Young Master Seol.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes sparkled slightly.

“Wine… That’s good. We also prepared some wine on our side, but compared to Blood Plum Heavenly Heart Wine, it would be no different from water, so we should put it away.”

Watching Woon-hwi smile as he said this, the corners of Heuk Yeong-gyeol’s mouth curled up.

In his mind, that moment when Lee Ja-gyeom had secretly called him to speak was unfolding.

He had said this:

-Remember this. This wine contains Ten Thousand Snake Soul Wandering Powder. The moment Seol Woon-hwi drinks this, the operation will be successful.

Woon-hwi guided Heuk Yeong-gyeol inside the Great Hall.

The intention was for the other delegation members to wait outside while they had a quiet conversation inside, and there was no reason to refuse.

The two men sat facing each other.

Heuk Yeong-gyeol poured the wine with a smile on his face.

As the red wine filled the cup, the fragrance of plum blossoms spread subtly.

“Containing our Jeok An’s will for peace, I offer the first cup to Young Master.”

“You seem quite eager.”

At Woon-hwi’s words, Heuk Yeong-gyeol shook his head.

“First, we must soothe each other’s hearts with wine for good conversation to flow, don’t you think?”

There were no watching eyes around.

It was just the two of them.

Lee Ja-gyeom had also added this:

-Never let your guard down. Quite some time has passed, so Seong Yang-ho, a master of the Body Establishment Boundary, must have regained his original martial power. Since he’s from the Baekseol Wiryeong-dan, even if he’s not visible, he’s definitely somewhere nearby, so make sure to relax his vigilance until he drinks this wine.

It was common sense, you could say.

Kidnapping Woon-hwi would absolutely not be easy.

But what makes it easy is precisely strategy.

Lee Ja-gyeom had thought of a divine move, and he was confident that this was that divine move.

Heuk Yeong-gyeol felt the same.

Woon-hwi, who was sitting across from him, drank the cup without a moment’s hesitation.

Gulp.

The moment it went down his throat, Heuk Yeong-gyeol’s eyes sparkled with the light of victory.

“It tastes good.”

At Woon-hwi’s voice saying this, Heuk Yeong-gyeol bit his lips tightly to prevent laughter from leaking out.

Suddenly, Woon-hwi’s face twisted slightly. Sweat formed on his forehead, and his hands began to tremble minutely.

Heuk Yeong-gyeol could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

“Hahaha… ha… hahaha…!”

How could he not laugh at this?

Indeed, it was Lee Ja-gyeom.

Certainly, being the master of Jeok An wasn’t something just anyone could do.

“Young Master Seol, no, you damned bastard son… Your fate is now in our hands…”

“Ten Thousand Snake Soul Wandering Powder, isn’t it?”

“…What?”

Woon-hwi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had it, but for poison, the fragrance and taste are definitely decent.”

“…What are you… saying right now…?”

“You don’t seem to know. In this world, there’s someone who drinks Ten Thousand Snake Soul Wandering Powder mixed with bamboo leaf wine. He drinks about one bottle every four days.”

“…There’s such a crazy bastard?”

“The Bald Elder who serves as a Grand Elder of the Origin Blood Sect mainly does that. Thanks to that man, I’ve had it many times, but this is the first time I’m having it at this age, so the fragrance and taste are a bit different. Still, it’s definitely not bad.”

He swallowed his saliva.

Something was wrong.

But it was fine. He had drunk the poison.

“…Listen. The antidote is in this great hero’s hands. You will die if you don’t take it within four hours.”

“That would be the case.”

“…This great hero had words to convey. Listen.”

Woon-hwi smiled, poured more wine, and drank it down.

“Yes. I’ll listen carefully.”

…Is this bastard crazy?

“…If Seong Yang-ho, a warrior of the Body Establishment Boundary, carries you with all his might, he can arrive within four hours, so come with him and kneel. Then you, Seol Woon-hwi, will live.”

Woon-hwi, hearing these words, showed an unexpected reaction once again.

He poured another cup and drank it down.

He had now drunk no less than three cups of the poisoned wine.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know – he was drinking it even knowing what it was.

How could he do that when cold sweat was continuously flowing from his forehead?

This is really…

I don’t understand. What kind of person is this…?

“Master Heuk.”

“…Speak.”

“There are threads of fate that can never be escaped, even in death. Heavy chains that share the energy and destiny of a family. When a person’s body meets its end, that energy returns to heaven and earth, and that blood seeps into the ground to circulate again. We are born receiving that energy, and we return it again, following the principles of heaven and earth.”

“…What are you talking about?”

“It’s simple. What do you think that thread is that connects all the relationships and destinies between heaven and earth that I mentioned earlier?”

“…”

“It’s bloodline.”

Woon-hwi smiled.

“Lee Ja-gyeom intends to capture me alive by any means. If he captures me alive, it would be easy to make Yang-ryeong, Bong Rae, and even Sa Ryang all kneel at his feet.”

“…”

“He can also completely block the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s intervention. Lee Ja-gyeom, who had planned to capture me alive from the beginning, must have thought of one thing the moment he saw the letter I sent.”

Woon-hwi poured more alcohol and gestured as if asking whether he wanted to drink, but Heuk Yeong-gyeol could only gulp down his saliva without saying a word.

Anxiety overwhelmed him.

“Kidnapping. If they formed an envoy group and then kidnapped me, everything would be easily resolved. Lee Ja-gyeom absolutely couldn’t ignore that. Given his position where he had to bring back some kind of results, ignoring it would be like committing suicide, so he would have immediately made kidnapping plans.”

He brought the cup to his lips.

Gulp.

After cleanly emptying it and setting it down, he continued speaking.

“But there was a big problem. Manager Seong, and Yang-ryeong’s branch members, plus even the Bongrae sect. If the envoy group tried to kidnap me, would they just sit still?”

“….”

“In the end, there’s only one method. Poison me and make me come. And if they could bring along Manager Seong, who’s the biggest thorn in their side during that process, it would be a perfect success. The distance from here in Yang-ryeong to Jeok An is closer than you’d think.”

“….”

If Manager Seong of the Body Establishment Boundary carried me and ran, we could definitely arrive within four hours. Of course, Manager Seong would be very tired during that process and consume a lot of internal energy, but… that wouldn’t matter. After all, Lee Ja-gyeom planned to cut Manager Seong’s head off right there and enter negotiations with me as his captive.”

“….”

“The plan isn’t bad. If things proceeded that way, it would truly unfold the Lee family’s reign, so it’s definitely worth trying.”

He couldn’t say anything.

Because of the screams of the envoy group coming from behind?

No.

Because of the sound of their heads and limbs being cut off?

That wasn’t it either.

Because of Seong Yang-ho’s hidden dagger pointed at his throat?

No, it wasn’t because of such things.

Seol Woon-hwi before his eyes.

It was because of this man.

Everything had been read. No, it had been intended.

Lee Ja-gyeom had been played by this seventeen-year-old youth before his eyes in every way.

The word ‘spirit’ didn’t suit him.

The word ‘boldness’ didn’t suit him either.

Just.

It could be expressed as weight.

The weight that Seol Woon-hwi was showing now was the kind of weight that only those who had reigned at the ‘top’ of Murim for decades could display.

A man too difficult for someone like Heuk Yeong-gyeol to dare measure.

Certain.

Woon-hwi raised his right hand.

“By any chance, have you heard of a martial art called Blood Vessel Reverse Flow Technique?”

“…What is… that.”

“It’s a technique that extracts poison that has penetrated the body by reversing the flow of blood vessels.”

Woon-hwi immediately concentrated internal energy in his left hand, then lightly cut his right index finger.

With a scraping sound, black droplets fell from there.

Drip, drip.

It was exactly two drops.

“Poison is ultimately something that interferes with the body’s qi. If you can completely control the flow of qi and distinguish it, extracting it separately isn’t difficult either.”

It was over.

Woon-hwi had deliberately drunk that poison.

“…For training… purposes.”

“You saw correctly. I don’t often have opportunities to consume poison, so such chances are precious to me.”

“…This crazy bastard….”

Heuk Yeong-gyeol was shocked.

He wasn’t shocked that Woon-hwi had deliberately consumed poison.

He was shocked because he realized all the schemes Woon-hwi had devised.

“From the beginning… you planned to massacre the envoy group.”

Woon-hwi answered with a smile.

“Yes.”

“….”

“Why are you so surprised? I cherish my people.”

“Crazy son of a….”

He couldn’t finish his words.

He just gulped down his saliva.

Because Seong Yang-ho’s hidden dagger had slightly penetrated his throat.

It was a warning not to spout more curses with his foul mouth.

Woon-hwi slowly continued speaking.

“Even when my people have to draw their swords, I have the responsibility to make that fight as manageable as possible.”

“….”

“We’re outnumbered, and the number of warriors is different too, so what can we do? We have to reduce them as much as possible before starting.”

“…You… you…!”

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