Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 145

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Chapter 145

Woon-hwi’s eyes curved in an arc.

It wasn’t particularly surprising that he hadn’t had many conversations with Seol Mu-ryun, but he hadn’t expected him to be this talkative.

He had thought he was a cold man who only gave short answers.

Seol Mu-ryun took something out from his robes and handed it directly to Woon-hwi.

“It’s a gift.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes widened greatly. What Seol Mu-ryun handed him was a silver bracelet engraved with delicate snowflake patterns.

A subtle aura was even flowing from it, so anyone could see it wasn’t an ordinary item. And Woon-hwi knew what this was.

“…This is the Seolhwa Hand Ring. One of the three sacred treasures of Seolhwa Mountain Villa.”

“You know it well.”

“Second brother, no matter how much I may have helped you, I think it’s inappropriate for you to give this to me.”

Seol Mu-ryun smiled.

“It was important enough work to warrant giving this.”

What did it mean to possess a sacred treasure of Seolhwa Mountain Villa?

First, it meant receiving the absolute favor of Seolhwa Mountain Villa.

In other words, if Woon-hwi wore this bracelet while moving around inside Snow Mountain, depending on who saw it, they might judge that Seolhwa Mountain Villa had come under Woon-hwi’s command.

It was natural.

Wearing this bracelet meant having the authority to give orders to everyone except the lord of Seolhwa Mountain Villa.

For once, Woon-hwi hesitated.

Then Seol Mu-ryun smiled softly.

“Don’t worry.”

Seol Mu-ryun’s voice carried conviction.

“Whatever the outside perspective may be, the power of Seolhwa Mountain Villa will be of great help to you. No matter how much I think about it, there’s nothing else I can give you besides this.”

“You don’t need to give me anything. I already received full payment back then.”

“Are you talking about being able to know my true feelings?”

“Yes.”

“That’s just your perspective, isn’t it?”

“…”

“No matter how much you say you’ve been paid, I haven’t paid my debt.”

Seol Mu-ryun was still holding out the Seolhwa Hand Ring, and Woon-hwi wasn’t accepting it.

“Are you planning to embarrass this brother’s hand?”

Woon-hwi, who sighed inwardly, finally accepted the bracelet.

“Brother’s feelings have been conveyed.”

“Good, then that’s settled.”

Seol Mu-ryun took another sip of tea and looked out the window.

“And there’s one more thing I want to tell you. Brother Ho-ryeong has entered seclusion.”

Woon-hwi tilted his head.

Seclusion?

Seol Ho-ryeong?

“If we’re counting the time… it seems to be about two weeks now. To be honest, I only heard about it the day before yesterday, so you probably didn’t know either. Am I right?”

“Yes.”

“Even though he was in the position of general commander, he entered without telling anyone around him.”

“…He’s certainly a unique person.”

“He’s a unique person. And a genius too.”

Seol Mu-ryun was certain.

“He’s always been someone who went into seclusion for long periods, but it’s never taken this long before. Judging from various circumstances, it seems highly likely he’ll reach the Body Establishment Boundary.”

Woon-hwi’s mouth fell slightly open.

How old was Seol Ho-ryeong this year?

27 years old.

At that age of 27, he was now on the verge of the Body Establishment Boundary.

In the history of Murim, there had been almost no one who showed such growth speed.

“When I looked into what those around him were saying, the ‘conversation about stealth’ he had with you back then kept coming up. It seems certain he was greatly influenced by you.”

“I see.”

“So don’t feel bad that brother didn’t come out to greet you. Rather, he gained an opportunity for a new leap forward because of you, so when he breaks out of seclusion, he might bring something more valuable than this gift I gave you.”

Woon-hwi smiled slightly.

“I don’t expect gifts or anything like that. Just the sentiment is enough for me, but if I receive a sacred treasure like this Seolhwa Hand Ring as a gift, I might die early from the burden. Brother.”

At the light joke, Seol Mu-ryun burst into laughter.

He lightly reached out and placed his hand on Woon-hwi’s shoulder.

“Woon-hwi.”

“Yes. Second brother.”

“I think the debt I owe you cannot be repaid with something as simple as a sacred treasure.”

“Please don’t worry about it too much. Second brother.”

“It’s my heart, isn’t it? If there’s something I can give you, I’ll do whatever it takes to provide it, so if you need anything, tell me.”

Even though he might not look it, Seol Mu-ryun was the general commander of the Ice Sea Region.

He commanded hundreds of warriors alone and led about ten branch office heads.

“I’ll let you know if something comes up.”

Seol Mu-ryun smiled brightly.

* * *

Woo Rin, the Black Flame Demon Beast, head of Hondo Maryeom Palace’s Hwasung Division.

His disappearance was famous.

But that same Woo Rin suddenly appeared in Sa Ryang and cut off the heads of all the leaders of the Three Sects and One Gate alliance.

Doubts about whether someone was impersonating Woo Rin quickly subsided.

And for good reason.

There were hundreds of witnesses.

They all testified that Woo Rin’s demonic transformation was extremely mature, and his martial arts were definitely his own.

Most importantly, the man who appeared with Woo Rin was wearing Martial Alliance clothing, but wore a black hat so no one could confirm his face.

However, witnesses saw Woo Rin address him as ‘Great Hero’ and even perform a respectful bow.

On the surface, he seemed like nothing more than an ordinary person, but if Woo Rin showed such courtesy, he must naturally be a man in a position worthy of it.

The people of the Central Plains thought this way.

That man must surely be a hidden master of Murim.

Frankly speaking, someone like Gun Mu-gyeol, the Alliance Leader, would have countless people who served as his shadows.

One of them might have stepped forward, or if not that, a warrior from the Sichuan Sect might have acted as a shadow of the Martial Alliance.

No one could know the truth, but one thing was certain.

The blade of Hondo Maryeom Palace would be aimed at either the Sichuan Sect or the Martial Alliance.

The fire had fallen on Sa Ryang’s feet.

To survive.

And to protect the power they held.

They had to make a decision, but ridiculously, there were differences of opinion.

Among the four sects – Cheolyeongdang, Jeokwha Gate, Cheonggeom Gate, and Baekho Gate – Jeokwha Gate strongly insisted they should still wait for support from the Martial Alliance, while the other three sects were on the side of bowing their heads to Seol Woon-hwi first.

So, they moved.

Cheolyeongdang, Cheonggeom Gate, and Baekho Gate.

These three sects destroyed Jeokwha Gate and captured Sa Ryang’s magistrate.

It was a kind of voluntary surrender.

When half a day had passed, the leaders of the ‘Two Sects and One Gate’ arrived at Yang-ryeong and entered the branch office, then immediately knelt down.

Woon-hwi’s gaze looking down at them was very cold, and the newly appointed leaders were Cheolyeongdang’s Seon Si-jeok, Cheonggeom Gate’s Bang Jeon-hu, and Baekho Gate’s Yak Hyeong-sin.

All three of these men had previously been vice sect leaders or vice gate masters, and their martial arts levels were all the same at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

Cheolyeongdang’s Seon Si-jeok was half a step away from Five Energy Harmonizing Origin, so he was currently serving as something of a leader among them.

Behind them, Sa Ryang’s captured magistrate Chae Hong-myeong was kneeling with his hands bound by two warriors.

In everyone’s eyes were awe and fear. The three sect leaders bowed their already lowered heads even deeper.

“Great Hero Seol!”

Cheolyeongdang’s Seon Si-jeok was the first to speak. His voice trembled, but he seemed to be trying not to lose his dignity.

“We never thought we would come to kneel like this. However, the great tide of the world flows as naturally as water. It is an irresistible truth.”

At his words, Bang Jeon-hu and Yak Hyeong-sin also nodded their heads.

“In the past, the foolish sect leaders of our sects failed to recognize the Great Hero’s might and made foolish choices. Thus they received heavenly punishment and all departed for the afterlife… Surely this must be the will of heaven.”

Bang Jeon-hu continued speaking.

“We realized the foolishness of our predecessor sect leaders and had the responsibility to guide the wrong path correctly, so we intend to fulfill that responsibility, albeit belatedly. This is heaven’s will, and as Sect Leader Seon said, we cannot deny it is destiny.”

Yak Hyeong-sin added his words last.

“We wish to comply with heaven’s will, so we punished the Red Fire Sword Gate and captured Sa Ryang’s magistrate Chae Hong-myeong to offer him to the Great Hero. Now our three sects wish to put down everything and hide ourselves under the Great Hero’s shadow, so please accept our loyal hearts.”

The three men simultaneously pressed their foreheads to the ground. Behind them, Chae Hong-myeong was gritting his teeth. His eyes held a mixture of anger and resignation.

Woon-hwi remained silent for a while.

If one took action, it was natural that the corresponding aftermath would follow.

In this case, there were only positive aspects.

Especially those three, though they appeared like this now, were extremely quick-witted individuals.

No matter how they held deputy leader positions in each sect, taking control of those sects in such a short time was not an easy task.

Obviously, they must have carried out purges internally as well.

Those who followed the existing sect leaders and masters would all be dead.

Having finished his thoughts, Woon-hwi spoke in a quiet voice.

“Raise your heads.”

The three men slowly raised their heads and looked at Woon-hwi.

“There is a saying that the human heart is the most fickle. Yesterday’s traitor can become today’s loyal subject, and today’s loyal subject can become tomorrow’s traitor.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes swept over the three men one by one.

“If you truly swear loyalty with sincere hearts, you would have brought proof. Will you show it?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Seon Si-jeok took out an object from his bosom. It was the Iron Ridge Seal, the symbol of Cheolyeongdang.

Bang Jeon-hu and Yak Hyeong-sin also took out Cheonggeom Gate’s Azure Dragon Scripture and Baekho Gate’s White Tiger Plaque respectively.

“We offer our sects’ core divine objects. These are no different from our lives—they are our sects’ souls. We offer these to the Great Hero and swear eternal loyalty.”

Woon-hwi slowly descended from the platform. His steps were light and graceful, yet carried a dignity that shook the earth. He stopped in front of the three men.

“What you have offered is not your sects’ souls, but merely objects.”

The three men’s faces turned pale. Woon-hwi spoke again.

“True loyalty is offered with the heart, not with objects.”

His gaze turned toward Chae Hong-myeong.

“That magistrate over there sucked the lifeblood of innocent people and fattened himself with their blood. That crime is for Yang Empire’s court to judge, but you…”

At Woon-hwi’s words, Chae Hong-myeong convulsed.

“You… bastard…! What do you know about what I’ve done… Kheuk!”

The two warriors standing on either side of Chae Hong-myeong simultaneously struck him hard, naturally stopping his words.

Woon-hwi looked at the three men again.

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