Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 152

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Chapter 152

More than that.

“Was there no contact from the Martial Alliance?”

“Well, Young Master’s condition looked quite poor, so I was going to tell you later… but Wang Mu-ha from the Martial Alliance is coming.”

Geum Do-gi-hyeop?”

“Yes.”

It was obvious.

He must be coming with a message from the Martial Alliance.

Since an amicable reconciliation had been achieved with the Sichuan Sect, it was natural for the Martial Alliance to extend their hand as well.

However, like the Sichuan Sect, they too had to offer something. There was a high probability it was a message containing that something.

Moreover, the fact that they were sending Wang Mu-ha meant.

“He must have been in a hurry.”

“Who? Zhuge Yeong-hyeon?”

“Gun Mu-gyeol.”

“…Ah…”

“As soon as he heard that the Jinhwa Heavenly Command Sword had come into my hands, he would have made up his mind.”

“What kind of… mind?”

“Let’s keep him alive for now, something like that.”

At those words, Manager Seong’s expression turned pale.

Honestly, very few people in this world truly know Gun Mu-gyeol, who is called a gentleman.

At most, there aren’t even five. Woon-hwi could confidently answer that he belonged to those five. Right now, Gun Mu-gyeol’s thoughts were crystal clear to Woon-hwi.

He should have killed him faster, he should have sent a different warrior instead of Wang Mu-ha to at least attempt an assassination.

Pfft, a chuckle escaped.

“It’s truly regrettable that I can’t see his face.”

He was sincere.

With the Sichuan Sect and Martial Alliance settled like this, one remained.

Why had all these complicated fights broken out in the first place?

Because one crazy old man had been playing games.

As if guessing Woon-hwi’s thoughts, the color completely drained from Manager Seong’s face.

“Ah… Young Master, really that… I’m starting to get a sense of what you’re thinking, you know? Really… can’t you not do it?”

He smiled without saying anything.

Before long, Ju So-ah, who had gone to fetch Han Seok-hyeon, returned.

Woon-hwi’s gaze was fixed on Han Seok-hyeon.

Han Seok-hyeon already had the expression of someone who had made up his mind about something.

And since it was the expression of someone who clearly knew why he had been called, Woon-hwi became even more confident in his judgment.

Han Seok-hyeon came before Woon-hwi and respectfully performed the Embracing Fist.

“Congratulations on your appointment as General Commander. I expected this, but I didn’t know it would be this fast.”

Nodding his head, Woon-hwi opened his mouth.

“Yang Ryeong, Jeok An, Sa Ryang, Bong Rae. There is much work for the General Commander to do in these four regions.”

“Yes. I understand.”

“But unfortunately, I am not an administrator. Nor am I a merchant.”

“I understand that as well. General Commander, you have opened the path with your sharp sword and wisdom that surpasses the heavens, but paving and managing that path requires the touch of others.”

Han Seok-hyeon’s voice contained confidence.

Woon-hwi gazed at him for a moment.

“When you first saw me, what did you say? You called me the star of Snow Palace, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Is it still the same now?”

Han Seok-hyeon shook his head.

“General Commander, you will become a star that encompasses not just Snow Palace, but all of Murim.”

When Woon-hwi first saw Han Seok-hyeon in Seol-ap, he had already highly valued his worth.

He spoke quietly.

“There are many people I can trust with work, but Han Seok-hyeon, there is no one like you.”

Han Seok-hyeon’s eyes sparkled.

“Your position at Cheonha Trading Company is already solid, and there is much you can gain from that position. You could obtain wealth, power, and even honor.”

Woon-hwi paused briefly before continuing.

“But those three rewards have set upper limits. I know that what you truly want is not such things. Unlimited wealth, unlimited power, and unlimited honor – you must be curious about what your limits as a person are. Isn’t that right?”

“You are exactly right.”

“As I said before, you must play in bigger waters to gauge your own limits.”

At Woon-hwi’s words, Han Seok-hyeon felt his heart stir.

“Now leave Cheonha Trading Company.”

He smiled slightly and asked.

“What position will you give me?”

“Grand Manager. From today, you will become the Grand Manager of Yang Ling-ju and will only follow my orders. Does that please you?”

Han Seok-hyeon prostrated himself completely on the spot.

“Thank you for entrusting me with such an important responsibility!”

* * *

Lee Myeong-hwa’s letter was delivered to Poison Snake Valley in just one day.

It wasn’t a top-grade messenger bird for nothing. Its value was equivalent to hundreds of gold coins.

Originally, it wasn’t just an animal, but an artificial spirit creature fed Spirit Pills to its limit, and its speed was at a level that ordinary humans couldn’t match, so one day was very reasonable.

Seon Yang-baek, the current Valley Master of Poison Snake Valley, unfolded the received letter.

It was written in code, but there was no problem deciphering it.

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I apologize for making you wait so long. This is Lee Myeong-hwa.

Today I fed Ju So-ah the Soul Confusion Pill and asked her various things. I will tell you in order.

Ju So-ah is indeed a survivor of the Secret Realm, and the one who stole the secret manual was an unidentified man called Mu Myeong.

When I asked if she knew anything about this man called Mu Myeong, Ju So-ah described his martial arts level as ‘Heaven-Human Realm’. He subdued the Demon Eye Child in just two moves and used demonic energy, she said, and he seemed to know everything about what was in the Secret Realm. His appearance was definitely changed through Disguise Arts, but without even using martial arts, he burst the Demon Eye Child’s head with a worn-out magical artifact, so if Ju So-ah’s words are correct, it must be Heaven-Human Realm. This man called Mu Myeong clearly knew from the beginning that it was the Heavenly Demon’s secret manual. The reason he spared Ju So-ah was because he felt sorry for her, but considering that the Demon Eye Child was a protector of the Living Sword Sect, it felt connected, though it’s not certain.

There is no more information that can be extracted beyond this.

Please permit my return.

–

The content was long, but it could be summarized in one sentence.

‘We must track down this man called Mu Myeong.’

But there were far too few clues.

A man who carries the Heavenly Demon’s secret manual and uses demonic energy…?

Even a Heaven-Human Realm master?

Setting aside his skill in Disguise Arts, if he was confident enough in Disguise Arts to spare someone like Ju So-ah…

“He’s likely a master from the righteous faction.”

If he were from the demonic path, there’s no way he would have spared Ju So-ah. Even the appearance of this woman Ju So-ah had been transmitted all the way to the Origin Blood Sect here.

Seon Yang-baek’s expression became serious.

“…If he’s from the righteous faction, he could be from the Martial Alliance, the Seven Great Families, or the Five Sects… This, there’s too little information.”

Still, it was better than when they knew nothing at all.

By gathering information piece by piece like this, they could catch a tail.

And Seon Yang-baek was no fool.

This man called Mu Myeong had a high probability of showing himself at the next ‘Demonic Path Secret Realm’ that would open.

He carefully folded the letter. This needed to be sent ‘upward’.

Seon Yang-baek, who had put the folded letter in his chest, thought for a moment.

Since he was also a disciple of the Poison Monster Cheon Sa-eum and had suffered quite a bit, there seemed to be no more reason to stay in Yang Ling-ju.

Seon Yang-baek recalled the contact point that would be near Yang Ling-ju, then began writing a letter.

* * *

Two days had passed since Lee Myeong-hwa’s death.

The reply brought by the highest-grade messenger bird had just reached Woon-hwi’s hands, and Woon-hwi, sitting at the edge of the eaves as usual, silently read through the contents.

It was written in code, but what had Woon-hwi been in his previous life?

Blood Heaven Middle Emperor.

He was one who ruled the heavens of the Blood Cult.

It would have been stranger if he didn’t know the code.

Woon-hwi, who had been calmly decoding and reading the cipher with steady eyes, slowly put down the letter.

Manager Seong, who had been restless beside him, asked.

“What does it say?”

“The contact location, and the time.”

At Woon-hwi’s concise response, Manager Seong immediately asked.

“Who is coming?”

“The leader of the Blood Spirit Nine Unit and… three Blood People, and it says several Poison People are with them.”

Manager Seong’s eyebrows shot up.

“If they’re Poison People…”

“It’s obvious.”

Woon-hwi folded the letter and continued speaking.

“They must be those who were researching poison somewhere.”

“There will be collaborators too, right?”

Woon-hwi nodded his head.

Manager Seong let out a deep sigh.

“…Another bloody storm will blow.”

“If a bloody storm must blow for stabilization, wouldn’t it be right to let it blow?”

Woon-hwi’s voice was calm, but there was determination embedded within it.

“…I’m worried because it seems like you’re intentionally calling it forth rather than letting it blow naturally.”

A calm smile appeared on Woon-hwi’s lips.

“Manager Seong.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“When untangling a complicated knot, there are knots you can pull the end to untangle at once, and knots you must carefully untangle one by one.”

“…That’s true. But usually, don’t you skip the complicated process and solve things by touching only the most essential parts?”

“Usually, yes, but this matter needs to be handled from the root.”

Manager Seong scratched his head.

Woon-hwi shifted his gaze to look at each of the waiting Branch Members one by one and continued speaking.

“The Martial Alliance and the Four Heaven Alliance paid their price by withdrawing from Divine Ginseng Valley. But what responsibility did the Original Blood Sect, which started all this, take?”

“…Young Master…”

Manager Seong’s voice became heavy.

“This is Murim. If one doesn’t take responsibility for their own actions, how can it be called Murim?”

“…”

“Won Yang, what do you think?”

As if he had been waiting, Won Yang quickly answered.

“We should make them reap the seeds they sowed.”

A satisfied smile bloomed on Woon-hwi’s lips, and Manager Seong and Ju So-ah let out sighs. It was the kind of reaction that suggested they thought everyone had gone completely mad.

“Young Master… I understand what you’re saying… but isn’t this really too dangerous? Even if the Poison People are at the Flame Qi Four Stages level, if it’s the leader of the Blood Spirit Nine Unit, isn’t he a master of Heaven-Human Unity? Moreover, if the Blood People he brought are surely warriors at the Four Stages of Heaven and Earth level…”

“When was it ever not dangerous?”

At Woon-hwi’s words, which even carried a hint of laughter, Manager Seong seemed to lose his words and simply closed his mouth.

Honestly, thinking about it, there really hadn’t been a single safe moment in their journey so far.

Risk had always existed in some form, and Woon-hwi’s existence had merely minimized that risk.

To conclude, at least Woon-hwi had been victorious in every battle that had occurred so far.

Sammaejinhwa bloomed from Woon-hwi’s hand.

Whoosh.

As the letters instantly turned to ash and scattered, two men were walking toward Woon-hwi.

“Manager Seong.”

“…Yes. Young Master.”

Manager Seong’s expression as he answered was very stable, as if his earlier demeanor had been a lie.

He even seemed to show signs of excitement.

“We need to match the numbers.”

Looking at the approaching Heaven-Human Unity master, Crushing Heaven Daily Lord No Cheon-myeong and his disciple Pae Woon, Woon-hwi continued speaking.

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