Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 136

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Chapter 136

“I have understood everything.”

Woon-hwi nodded his head.

“How old are you?”

“I am thirty-seven this year.”

Well, this is something.

“What an amazing coincidence. I believe your master began obsessing over the Heaven-Human Divine Unity technique when he was your age.”

“That’s correct. When I was my current age, my master began his journey, and when my age reached what my master’s age was then, that journey ended.”

Pae Woon once again assumed the Embracing Fist posture.

“Thank you, Confucius.”

Woon-hwi waved his hand again this time as well.

Receiving thanks wasn’t bad, but getting them repeatedly like this made him get goosebumps.

“Is your realm the Harmony Realm?”

“Yes.”

“Not bad.”

A smile formed on Pae Woon’s lips.

Woon-hwi’s realm was Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown. Normally in Murim, it would be impossible for a warrior of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown to praise a warrior of Harmony Realm, but Woon-hwi was an exception.

Woon-hwi was someone who couldn’t be measured by things like realms.

His value was comparable to supreme masters who had reached the Five Realms of Martial God without any deficiency.

“I’ll be going, so if you need anything, make that request as well.”

“…Thank you so much, Confucius.”

As Woon-hwi was about to turn around, Pae Woon stopped him.

“Confucius.”

Pae Woon respectfully bowed his head to Woon-hwi who had turned around.

“…I apologize for pointing my sword at you. I’m sorry.”

Woon-hwi smiled slightly.

“Did my neck get wounded?”

“It did not.”

“Then did my head fall off?”

“…It did not fall off.”

“Then that’s fine. There was no wound, nothing fell off, you simply raised your sword briefly for your master’s sake. Isn’t that right?”

“…That’s correct.”

“Then you did nothing wrong and there’s nothing to forgive.”

Pae Woon raised his head.

“…You are extraordinary, Confucius.”

“I know.”

Originally, even humility becomes poison when excessive.

“You also don’t seem to be an ordinary person.”

“…Thank… you.”

“Rest well.”

Thus, Woon-hwi’s group naturally left that place just as they had arrived.

* * *

Inside the carriage that was traveling along fine, Manager Seong suddenly blurted out something unexpected.

“…I sometimes had such thoughts.”

He was about to ask what thoughts he had, but couldn’t ask.

Because Manager Seong immediately continued speaking.

“How much will Young Master surprise me? But this, well, I can’t even predict it. Just when I think I understand a little, you show another side… I don’t know. Really.”

Manager Seong knew that Woon-hwi had regressed. Even knowing that, he was like this, so how would Won Yang, who didn’t know, feel?

Right now Won Yang was looking at Woon-hwi with almost admiring eyes.

“You really… seem amazing.”

He didn’t bother to deny it.

Whatever else might be said, he couldn’t deny that No Cheon-myeong was a strategic stone that would make all future affairs comfortable.

That was correct.

Until now, Woon-hwi had raised the realms of at least five warriors through baduk, but this case was a bit different.

It was actually Heaven-Human Unity.

If they went to the Central Plains Murim, there would be dozens of such people, but this was an outer region far from the Central Plains.

A master of Heaven-Human Unity in such a remote place somewhere between the Sae-oe Murim and Central Plains Murim?

It would be strange if there was one.

“From now on, No Cheon-myeong will be a great strength to Young Master. He resolved a 50-year-old wish, so what couldn’t he do?”

Manager Seong lowered his voice and asked.

“You intended it, didn’t you? Raising No Cheon-myeong to Heaven-Human Unity.”

However, unexpectedly, Woon-hwi shook his head at those words.

“What I wanted was control over Divine Ginseng Valley, Manager Seong.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“Do you remember? The conversation we had before about fate.”

“…Of course.”

“No Cheon-myeong didn’t stop. He didn’t slack off for even a single moment during those 50 years. In the end, he created his own fate with his own hands.”

“…Whether you’re being modest… it’s cool, Young Master.”

In the end, Woon-hwi couldn’t help but chuckle.

Anyway, what he had said earlier wasn’t false.

He hadn’t visited Divine Ginseng Valley to raise No Cheon-myeong’s realm. Control.

He had gone only looking at that.

Originally, Yang-ryeong could be seen as having people gathered due to the special characteristic of bordering the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, but the other three cities were different.

Jeok An, Bong Rae, Sa Ryang.

How could these three cities become ‘counties’?

Looking through history, there was only one reason these three cities became counties.

Divine Ginseng Valley stuck in the middle.

It was all because of that one thing.

All sorts of people flocked to aim for the interests of Divine Ginseng Valley. Just receiving the crumbs that fell from there was a considerable amount, so people gathering was inevitable.

That’s why these three cities were counties.

He had to get that core in his hands, and things went well so he obtained it amicably.

Control over Divine Ginseng Valley, the favor of a master who reached Heaven-Human Unity.

And the favor of his disciple, a warrior who reached Harmony Realm.

What he gained from today’s events wasn’t just one or two things.

As said repeatedly, he proved his own value even when he had no cards to play, so naturally when he had more cards available, Woon-hwi’s value would also increase.

Woon-hwi, who had been maintaining silence, asked casually.

“Did you send a letter to the Main Palace?”

“I sent it.”

Manager Seong, who said that, continued with a cautious tone.

“But… is it really okay to do it that way?”

First, this was such an obvious procedure that he hadn’t mentioned it, but Woon-hwi had now expanded the territory of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

Then naturally he should report that fact to the Main Palace and send opinions on how to handle the occupied land.

The decision would be made by the Palace Lord, but if it was the opinion of Woon-hwi, who was the primary contributor to the occupation, there was a high probability of accepting it whatever it might be.

However, from Manager Seong’s perspective, there was something a bit ambiguous.

“Appointing Yang So as branch office head of the Jeok An region and changing all the people from the Iron Mountain Sword Gate that Yang So previously led to branch office affiliation should be no problem.”

“But?”

“…Bong Rae… will it be okay?”

It was natural for such words to come up.

Woon-hwi quietly continued.

“White Snow Four Swords Association, is the name the problem?”

“It’s not a problem… but you know what it means to break tradition.”

Woon-hwi chuckled.

“Really, you worry about everything.”

“No, Young Master. This is something truly worth worrying about. Didn’t you recently visit Yaksu? Even in such a remote place, only one branch head manages that region, but no matter how big a city is, there has never been a single case of ‘four sects’ jointly managing it. If your opinion passes, it will be the first. The first.”

It wasn’t wrong.

Woon-hwi intended to fully recognize the authority of the four major sects in Bong Rae.

He planned to entrust the management of Bong Rae to all four sects, and also change how they were called the four major sects without proper foundation.

Baekseol Sageum-hoe.

From now on, the four major sects of Bong Rae would be called Baekseol Sageum-hoe.

“The reason should be understandable.”

“…It is. The special nature of the border region, securing loyalty to the Snow Palace while not harming Bong Rae’s existing stability… But at this point, there will be talk from inside as well.”

Manager Seong was indeed worried about Woon-hwi, but he wasn’t only worried about Woon-hwi.

He was also worried about the Snow Palace.

“…Will the maternal family sect or the elders stay quiet?”

“If the maternal family sect intervenes, they will become a second Cold Ice Gate, and if the old folks in the back room interfere, it can’t be helped.”

“Right? So inevitably withdraw…”

“We’ll have no choice but to cut off heads.”

Manager Seong, whose words were cut off, rubbed his face.

“…When will you go to the Main Palace?”

“As soon as Sa Ryang’s affairs are settled.”

“…Please take me with you then.”

“As I said before, when I’m not here, Manager Seong is the only one who can fill my absence.”

“…Whether it’s Sim Mun-ryong, No Cheon-myeong, or anyone else, please set someone up and take me with you.”

“Me too.”

As if he had been waiting, Won Yang also added his words, and after seeming to think for a moment, Woon-hwi spoke.

“Very well.”

* * *

Kang Cheol-san and Jang Un-hong stopped their horses on a quiet mountain path before entering Sa Ryang County.

They were two people who could read each other’s minds just by exchanging glances.

Kang Cheol-san stroked his beard and said.

“…I didn’t expect Paecheon Ilju to refuse our proposal.”

Jang Un-hong sneered.

“Setting aside the refusal, isn’t it more surprising that that crazy old man allowed dialogue with the Snow Palace’s bastard child?”

Right. It really wasn’t wrong.

Seeing it directly made it certain.

That arrogant bastard, even if the world split in two, there would be no reason to bow his head to such a brat.

Jang Un-hong clenched his fist and said.

“…One day means to move immediately as soon as we return to Sa Ryang, what will you do?”

“Why ask such a thing? Of course we refuse.”

The two men were thinking the same thing at this moment.

That bastard had swallowed Bong Rae and Jeok An in less than a month, and now he was targeting Sa Ryang.

The world they knew was being turned upside down.

These two men hadn’t been idle either.

First, they requested help from their superiors. But it would take time for an answer to come.

Was he targeting this timing with his proposal?

In this brief moment, Kang Cheol-san’s eyes sharpened.

“…I trust the Main Alliance. If it’s our Alliance Leader Kang, he will surely move.”

“I feel the same. If it’s Alliance Leader Gun, he will surely move. Then what we need to do is simple.”

It really was simple.

First, they had to avoid direct confrontation.

They would keep him in check until support came from the Main Alliance.

Yes. Keep in check.

“How about we share what we’re both thinking?”

At Jang Un-hong’s words, Kang Cheol-san nodded.

First, there was no one around them. The two naturally headed under a nearby tree and began conversing in lowered voices.

“First, Shinsam Valley. If we can’t control that place, we must at least disrupt its flow. Either seize distribution, release all the Divine Ginseng Flowers we have at once, or mobilize the financial power of all sects in Sa Ryang to sweep up all the Divine Ginseng Flowers in the market.”

“Not bad. But wouldn’t it be better to find dissatisfied forces in Jeok An and Bong Rae and support them from behind?”

He slapped his forehead.

“Though Jeok An’s One Sect, Three Families, Two Manors fell in just one day, their remaining forces should still exist. Especially Yi Ja-gyeom’s maternal family relatives should be alive. If we secretly provide them with funds and weapons, problems will arise within Jeok An.”

The two men’s eyes gleamed sharply.

Once the floodgates of conversation opened, all sorts of things poured out.

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