Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 129

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Chapter 129

It’s true that having more cards in your hand makes everything advantageous.

But the most important thing is the person holding those cards.

If that person is a worthlessly stupid fool, the cards have no meaning whatsoever.

Conversely, if they’re an exceptionally outstanding person, they can overturn the world with just three cards in hand, no, even just two.

“I told you, didn’t I? You’re an example, senior.”

“…Deliberately… you didn’t step to the forefront?”

“I simply grasped with my mind what takes priority.”

“…”

“Of course, my body not being in normal condition was also a factor, but that’s not what’s important.”

“…”

“I generally don’t harbor things like sympathy for a single person.”

“…You bastard…”

“But you were somewhat of an exception, senior. To be honest, beyond feeling sorry, I pity you. I don’t like to gild my own face, but you are no match for me.”

“…You… you…!”

It was a cold statement, but it was also the truth.

This isn’t arrogance or conceit.

The results prove everything.

Lee Ja-gyeom is not skilled enough to play a great game with me.

It means he’s a man who should be playing with others, not me, from the beginning.

No further words were necessary.

“So I’ll resolve one question for you on your final journey.”

I stood up from my seat and brought my head close to the fallen Lee Ja-gyeom’s ear.

“Do you know why my body isn’t in normal condition?”

“…I don’t want to hear it. Just kill me…”

“Black Flame Demon Beast Woo Rin.”

“…What…?”

“I sustained internal injuries while facing him. Even though he was the weakest Hwasung Division among Hondo Maryeom Palace, being a division leader nonetheless, he certainly wasn’t easy.”

Lee Ja-gyeom’s eyes widened greatly.

“…You… him…?”

“Yes.”

“How…?”

I let out a sigh as if feeling sorry.

“Even when playing a great game, grasping the opponent’s skill is the top priority, but with only greed leading the way, this kind of situation was inevitably created.”

“…No… explain… How could you…?”

I shook my head and stood up. Then I extended my hand toward Manager Seong on the left, and the quick-witted man promptly handed me a sword.

“I’ve resolved your question, so please go now.”

“Wa… wait…”

“Do you have more to say?”

“There is… there is…”

“Save it and finish saying it when you get to the afterlife.”

“…Huh?”

I silently swung the sword.

Swoosh.

Lee Ja-gyeom’s head fell to the ground.

* * *

Lee Ja-gyeom’s death was immediately a signal.

“Kill them all.”

As soon as Woon-hwi’s words fell, the warriors of Yang-ryeong and Bongrae who had been lying in ambush near the main gate picked up their longbows and began pouring arrows toward the dazed warriors of Jeok An.

Thwack-thwack-thwack-!!

Those who held despair at their defeat and bewilderment about what to do next couldn’t respond.

The bows were shot again.

Two hundred shots.

Another two hundred shots.

The consecutively shot arrows embedded themselves relentlessly into the bodies of Jeok An’s warriors, and they began to die.

When exactly one thousand shots had been fired, fewer than thirty of the three hundred warriors remained alive.

Even those were warriors whose martial arts realm was Five Dragon Peak Realm or higher.

“Stop.”

Everyone lowered their longbows.

“Yang So.”

At Woon-hwi’s call, he quickly ran to Woon-hwi’s side.

“Yes, my lord.”

“From today, you are the ruler of Jeok An.”

Yang So’s eyes widened greatly.

“Do you dislike it?”

“…I don’t dislike it. I’m simply grateful, my lord.”

“Then now you handle those remaining remnants of Jeok An over there.”

A murderous smile bloomed on Yang So’s lips.

“I obey your command.”

When Yang So waved his hand, the people of Iron Mountain Sword Gate began rushing out all at once.

Woon-hwi intended to entrust Jeok An to Yang So.

There was no talent like Yang So to begin with.

Even if his Five Energy Harmonizing Origin martial power seemed somewhat lacking now, it was just a matter of time anyway.

Woon-hwi knew his potential well.

Both the people of Jeok An and Woon-hwi’s people watched.

Today, Jeok An became territory of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

Yang So of Seol-ap became the new ruler of Jeok An.

But no one was unaware.

That the events that would unfold from now on were more important than everything that had happened so far.

* * *

Rumors struck the entire Murim.

Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace had seized Jeok An of Yang-je Kingdom, and in the process, annihilated six sects belonging to Sichuan Sect that were in Jeok An.

Ilmunsam-gaijiang.

The master of that place was Lee Ja-gyeom, a master of Body Establishment Boundary, and that Lee Ja-gyeom had been defeated and lost everything.

This was truly shocking.

Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s Main Palace hadn’t even intervened to begin with.

Seol San Ma-gun Seol Woon-hwi, who was an illegitimate son, had single-handedly brought down Jeok An.

Those with brains were in awe and fear at this moment.

It’s a very simple conclusion.

Seol Woon-hwi will leave those three characters of his name in Murim one way or another.

Whether as a great demon lord or whatever, he has no choice but to leave his mark.

Because he achieved such an accomplishment.

“Remarkable.”

Kang Cheon-u, the leader of Sichuan Sect, doubted his eyes and ears even while receiving the report.

“…Hooh… They said he plays Go really well, but isn’t he a strategist even worse than that vermin of the Martial Alliance.”

He examined each point.

First, Seol Woon-hwi proved he could transcend limits.

Where is Seol Woon-hwi’s realm? It’s at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

From that realm, he conquered a region teeming with Body Establishment Boundary warriors, Harmony Realm warriors, and Five Energy Harmonizing Origin martial artists. Not only his strategic thinking but his ability to act transcends imagination.

In Murim, realm is the measure of power, and breaking that formula alone is tremendous.

And second, Seol Woon-hwi’s position had grown far too large.

Achieving such results without relying on the Main Palace meant that Seol Woon-hwi as an individual could be recognized as an independent force, so his independence and autonomy had already gained recognition from the Murim itself.

And third.

It was a psychological threat.

He could tell just by looking at Kang Cheon-u who was present here.

Right now, one thought had settled in Kang Cheon-u’s mind.

‘What if the Main Palace’s power is added to Seol Woon-hwi?’

He had planted uncertainty and fear in the Murim. This became an even more powerful deterrent. Seol Woon-hwi’s enemies now had to think and judge by adding Woon-hwi’s potential to his actual abilities, which was a weapon in itself.

“Vice Alliance Leader.”

At Kang Cheon-u’s words, the Vice Alliance Leader of the Sichuan Alliance, Ghost Eye Demon Lord Mo Yong Nam-cheon, raised his head.

“Yes, Alliance Leader.”

“What are you thinking about right now?”

“I was thinking about Zhuge Yeong-hyeon.”

Kang Cheon-u chuckled.

“That fool?”

“Yes. It’s famous that he set up the board to pressure the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.”

“It is famous.”

“And it was Seol Woon-hwi who faced such a Zhuge Yeong-hyeon.”

“The result was Seol Woon-hwi’s victory.”

“Yes. Seol Woon-hwi’s move that started with a single game record changed all the power dynamics that Zhuge Yeong-hyeon had created. All the moves that Zhuge Yeong-hyeon had feared became useless.”

“That’s right.”

“I judged that to be a ‘divine move.'”

Kang Cheon-u’s eyes deepened.

A divine move…

“Is Seol Woon-hwi’s destruction of Jeok An now an extension of that divine move?”

“Yes. Except when he saw through Lee Ja-gyeom’s moves on the Nine Dragon Trade Route and launched a counterattack, he only devised strategies and gave orders. They say he just sat in his chair and watched the warriors of Jeok An die.”

In the end.

“He’s trying to show it. His own value.”

“To whom?”

“…To you, Alliance Leader, Gun Mu-gyeol, and the entire world.”

Kang Cheon-u burst into hearty laughter.

Truly.

“Isn’t he an interesting fellow.”

To Kang Cheon-u who was purely admiring, Mo Yong Nam-cheon asked.

“What do you plan to do?”

This was truly a core question.

Where did the fight between Yang-ryeong and Jeok An begin?

It started after two warriors from the Sichuan Alliance died at Woon-hwi’s hands.

Why did those two pick a fight with Woon-hwi?

Kang Cheon-u was no fool.

“I don’t want to be played by someone else’s move, but unfortunately, there’s a high probability that the person who made that move is that crazy old man, ha… tsk.”

When people describe Kang Cheon-u, they say he’s a man with a straightforward personality.

His current appearance meant that even Kang Cheon-u with such a personality found this difficult, and if it was someone that Kang Cheon-u would find difficult, there was only one person.

The crazy old man.

“Cheon Do-ja… why the hell did that bastard do it?”

“…I’m not sure. It could be pure amusement.”

There was no other answer besides that.

Because he was that kind of person.

“Still, we need to respond.”

Right. If they did nothing now, the Sichuan Alliance’s prestige would fall to the ground.

Whether it was Lee Ja-gyeom’s arbitrary action or whatever, there was someone connected to the main alliance anyway, and an entire sect had actually been completely destroyed.

They definitely had to move.

Then what should they do?

“We need to keep them in check.”

“You mean keep them in check?”

This was the key.

Dominating, occupying, and taking could be done in any way.

But protecting was something not just anyone could do.

He did think about forming a temporary alliance with Gun Mu-gyeol of the Martial Alliance in his head, but immediately dismissed it.

Even if a blade came to his throat right now, there would be no joining hands with Gun Mu-gyeol.

That cunning hypocrite bastard was the type of human Kang Cheon-u despised most in the world, so that was right.

“Do you have something specific in mind?”

At Mo Yong Nam-cheon’s words, Kang Cheon-u thought.

The Sichuan Alliance couldn’t step forward directly right now.

If they stepped forward, they would have to prepare for war with the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace. The situation had become like that. But they couldn’t just stay still either.

There were two remaining options.

Either negotiate directly, or attack in a different way and then negotiate.

Kang Cheon-u chose the latter.

“First, we need to cut off and isolate the transportation routes of Jeok An, Bong Rae, and Sa Ryang. And.”

And this next part was the key.

“The person who governed that entire region was Song Hak, wasn’t it?”

“Yes. Song Hak, the castellan of Geonkon Castle, is someone with accurate calculations and excellent eyes for reading situations. Above all, he’s also the academic teacher of Yang No-ryong, the current emperor of the Yang Empire… he’s not someone we can easily touch.”

“Then we need to make a deal.”

The non-aggression between Murim and the government wasn’t all there was to see on the surface. It was maintained through fierce secret battles behind the scenes.

Considering the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s special position, this was on a different level from when Seol Woon-hwi had taken Yang-ryeong.

A whole two cities had been taken over.

The Yang Empire’s court wouldn’t stay still about this, and Song Hak wouldn’t stay still either.

“Let’s think long-term. If he can overturn the situation, is there anything we can’t do? After isolating them and then arranging a negotiation table, both sides’ dignity will be preserved, so won’t the conversation proceed very amicably?”

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