Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 142

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Chapter 142

“…These bastards… Now they’re struggling desperately. I remember all of your faces from that time, yet you dare to make excuses? Ha, excellent. I had no idea how big your guts were, but today I’ll cut them open and check for myself.”

With that, he immediately charged forward. His target was Lee Pung-woon.

Demonic transformation wrapped around Woo Rin’s hands.

He thrust forward directly.

Mixed Demon Twin Fire Lotus.

He intended to burst Lee Pung-woon’s head, but.

Kwaang-!

Jang Un-hong’s sword cut through the air and blocked Woo Rin’s attack. However, the power contained within was beyond imagination, as Jang Un-hong was sent flying along with his sword.

Jang Un-hong quickly stepped back two paces and pointed his sword at Woo Rin, red flames blazing forth from it.

It was the beginning of the Red Fire Heavenly Way Sword Technique.

“…You’re insane. Truly insane. Even if it’s a misunderstanding, why can’t you understand what we’re saying! Why on earth!”

Woo Rin burst into laughter.

That laughter was closer to terror than mockery.

“Now I see your acting skills are truly remarkable.”

It was maddening.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak.

Woo Rin kicked off again. In this brief moment, Jang Un-hong missed it.

Woo Rin’s fist extended toward Lee Pung-woon.

Lee Pung-woon raised the sword he was holding and swung it directly.

Blue Cloud Flowing Sword.

Blue energy rose from his sword forming the shape of a dragon, but it was merely a sword wielded by a warrior of Samhwachujeong gripped by fear.

There was no way it could reach Woo Rin.

Woo Rin extended his fist.

His demonic transformation crushed the dragon completely, then proceeded to crush Lee Pung-woon’s head as well.

True demonic transformation means burning everything.

Whether it’s the shape of a dragon or an actual dragon.

Demonic transformation burns and tears everything apart.

Woo Rin turned his head.

Jang Un-hong came into view. He kicked off toward him.

Jang Un-hong gritted his teeth and brought his sword down directly.

Red Fire Heavenly Way Sword Technique.

Red Fire Explosive Shadow Blade.

Dozens of afterimages struck toward Woo Rin, but Woo Rin’s eyes were scanning all those afterimages.

What was illusion and what was reality.

Having completed all judgments in an instant, Woo Rin’s feet disturbed the ground.

Peobeobeobeobuck-!

Jang Un-hong’s sword only devastated the innocent ground, unable to inflict even a single scratch on Woo Rin’s body.

“Wa… wait…!”

Jang Un-hong’s words were almost like death throes. That was fitting. Woo Rin was right in front of him.

He extended his fist wrapped in demonic transformation directly.

Mixed Demon Twin Fire Lotus.

The lotus-shaped attack struck Jang Un-hong’s abdomen directly.

Kwaaaaang-!!

Jang Un-hong, who flew far and crashed into the hall, could not get up.

Woo Rin approached him.

There was no one around.

Woo Rin silently grasped Jang Un-hong’s neck and whispered in a small voice.

“I gave you a period of one day, did that sound like a joke to you?”

It was completely different from the voice that had been filled with anger just moments ago, asking why they had betrayed him.

It was as if the person himself had changed…

No, no.

That’s not what’s important.

One day…?

“I even showed additional kindness by saying I would accept letters for up to two days, yet you were only thinking of stabbing me in the back.”

“You… you… could it be…?”

A smile bloomed on Woo Rin’s lips, no, on Woon-hwi’s lips.

Just as Jang Un-hong’s mouth was about to open.

Woon-hwi’s other hand forcibly covered Jang Un-hong’s mouth.

-Where do you think this place is?

“Kkeup… kkeusup…!”

-This is Murim. When you go to the afterlife, I hope you reflect on that fact.

There was nothing more.

Kwajik-!

He shattered Jang Un-hong’s jaw that he had been gripping, then threw him to the side.

Kwaang.

As dust clouds rose, Woon-hwi’s foot came down.

Peoseok-!

There was no way to see with the eyes what had burst due to the dust, but at least the many people standing far away could tell by the sound.

The fact that what had just burst was Jang Un-hong’s head.

* * *

It was a night when moonlight faintly illuminated the path.

The two people who had completely left Sa Ryang were walking through the mountain interior, and as they went, Han Mu-rin’s steps grew heavier.

It probably wasn’t because he was tired or anything like that.

Woon-hwi, who had stopped in place, turned his head.

“Master…”

At Han Mu-rin’s words, Woon-hwi spoke.

“Speak.”

“…Master’s appearance from earlier won’t leave my mind. I simply cannot understand it.”

“What is it that you cannot understand?”

“Master clearly did not condense demonic transformation. Yet you manifested such perfect demonic transformation. Though it wasn’t Black Lotus Qi, the final form of demonic transformation, in my humble opinion, Master’s power was comparable to Black Lotus Qi.”

Woon-hwi quietly gazed at Han Mu-rin’s complex expression.

“…I don’t understand. It feels like I’m about to grasp something… but the more I try to grasp it, the more worthless everything I previously knew becomes.”

Quietly, Woon-hwi looked up at the night sky. Starlight twinkled faintly between the clouds.

He spoke silently.

“What do you think demonic transformation is?”

“The energy of darkness… and the power of destruction, I believe.”

It was an answer without hesitation, and Woon-hwi smiled at that response.

“Do you know about the Middle Way?”

“…Yes.”

“Then what is the middle way?”

Han Mu-rin was confused. He couldn’t understand why the sudden Confucian teaching was connected to demonic transformation. But that was as far as it went.

This was none other than a teaching given by Woon-hwi.

Woon-hwi extended his palm in front of Han Mu-rin, who was thinking deeply.

Then, with a flicker, purple flames bloomed from it.

“Look. This is demonic transformation. People call this evil. However, just as there is the moon when there is the sun in the sky, night when there is day, when there is righteousness, there must be wickedness.”

As Woon-hwi moved his palm, the purple flames began to dance.

“The essence of demonic transformation is not destruction. It is flow, and change. It is the same as the harmony spoken of in Confucianism.”

Han Mu-rin tilted his head.

“But Master, isn’t demonic transformation clearly the power of destruction?”

“When water flows, it can float a boat, and when water flows, it can overturn a boat. It’s the same water, but it differs depending on how you use it.”

Woon-hwi began walking again, and Han Mu-rin followed him.

“There is something called the Four Beginnings. Compassion, shame, courtesy, and moral judgment. These are the threads of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom. Similarly, demonic transformation also has four threads.”

Han Mu-rin listened intently.

“The thread of destruction, the thread of change, the thread of fusion, the thread of creation. Most demonic practitioners only pursue the thread of destruction. However, the true realm of demonic transformation opens when you master all four threads.”

The night wind blew between the two men. Han Mu-rin pondered Woon-hwi’s words.

“The demonic transformation I used earlier was the thread of destruction. But what was its purpose? It wasn’t simple killing, but for change. It was to alter the order of Sa Ryang.”

Woon-hwi looked at Han Mu-rin again.

“Demonic transformation is not going against the principles of heaven, but seeing the principles of heaven in a different way. Just as yang cannot exist without yin, the Way cannot be complete without the demonic.”

Suddenly, Han Mu-rin felt something click in his mind. It was the moment when the doubts he had wandered with for so long became clear in an instant.

“…You’re saying we shouldn’t deny and reject it, but acknowledge and accept the many aspects of demonic transformation. Like acknowledging one’s own shadow.”

Satisfaction appeared in Woon-hwi’s eyes.

“Not bad, Han Mu-rin.”

“Yes, Branch Master.”

“Unity of knowledge and action – knowing and doing must become one. What you saw today was not simple murder, but practicing the Way as a martial artist. Demonic transformation is not a goal. It’s a means. The end of all martial arts, all weapons, all Ways must be humanity.”

Han Mu-rin suddenly felt something moving within his body.

Internal energy flowed through his meridians like a river. Something that had been blocked seemed to have opened.

“Branch Master… this is…”

Woon-hwi nodded.

“Your internal energy has begun flowing to your Middle Dantian. The realm of Five Dragon Peak Realm has accepted you.”

Tears flowed from Han Mu-rin’s eyes. They were tears of joy and tears of enlightenment.

Everything is one. Orthodox and unorthodox, Way and demonic, yin and yang.

They were not opposites but pieces forming one whole.

Woon-hwi smiled with satisfaction.

“Before your enlightenment scatters, quickly sit in lotus position and organize it. Unless you want to stop somewhere between Yang Gwang I Hyeon and Five Dragon Peak Realm.”

Han Mu-rin immediately sat in lotus position on the spot.

As he fell into a selfless state, Woon-hwi’s pleasant voice reached his ears.

“The path you will walk is still long, but today you have taken an important step.”

It grows faint.

“Continue your training. I will be by your side.”

With those words, Han Mu-rin completely fell into a selfless state.

* * *

Yang So was spending very busy time.

The place where he was staying was Hwaryeong Sword Gate’s manor, and on the day the disaster struck Jeok An, roughly half of Hwaryeong Sword Gate had burned down.

Since Hwaryeong Sword Gate had been quite prestigious, the manor was also very large, and even though half the buildings including the family head’s hall had been destroyed, the remaining half was still very large.

At least there was no problem for Yang So and all the members of Iron Mountain Sword Gate to stay there.

At the branch office, Yang So was having a conversation with a man.

“Hahaha… This Im has always greatly admired Master Yang So.”

“Is that so? Me?”

“Yes, of course. Moreover, since you’re trusted by the rising star of Murim, Great Hero Seol Woon-hwi, your reputation will surely spread widely throughout Murim in the future.”

“Well now, you’re saying such nice things that I feel really good. Hahahaha.”

In fact, Yang So’s reputation was already spreading little by little.

In the process of sweeping away Jeok An, he stood at the forefront, and the martial arts he displayed at that time were the martial arts of the Heaven’s Extreme Sword Emperor who had stirred up Murim hundreds of years ago.

Naturally, Yang So also gained a new epithet: Heaven Sword Mad Dragon – that was Yang So’s new title.

“If you have any troubles, please seek out this Im Jin-hae of Imgajang. Whatever it may be, I will actively help… no, assist the Branch Master.”

Imgajang was a sect that had been overshadowed by the One Sect, Three Families, Two Manors that had been the ruling powers of Jeok An.

Frankly speaking, since Jeok An was territory of the Sichuan Sect, sects not affiliated with the Sichuan Sect had been ostracized, yet there were those who stubbornly persevered.

Imgajang, and the Jeong Clan and Hyeok Clan.

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