Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

Seol Woon-hwi rose from his seat.

Even so, he had continuously consumed training resources and spirit pills, melting them down as much as possible, which allowed him to get up after four days. If he hadn’t had those, he would have had to lie down for at least ten days or more.

Using the Blood Demon Soaring Heaven Art with his current low-level body was exactly like that.

It was only because Seol Woon-hwi had blood vessels far thicker than ordinary people that he managed this much – if it had been someone else, they would have died long ago.

Rising from his seat, Seol Woon-hwi washed himself and changed his clothes.

Finally, Seol Woon-hwi donned the White Tiger Heavenly Garment and looked in the mirror.

Though he looked a bit haggard, he at least looked human.

“…Would it be alright for you to go alone?”

At Manager Seong’s question, Seol Woon-hwi silently looked at him.

“Why… are you looking at me like that?”

“I was just looking.”

“…Well, I’m really saying this just in case, but the Palace Lord summoning you truly has nothing to do with me.”

He smiled slightly.

“But you must have made a report. Isn’t that right?”

“…I did report it, but…”

Seol Woon-hwi quietly patted Manager Seong’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry unnecessarily. I’ll be away for a few days, so I’d like you to protect Seol-ap during that time. Can you do that?”

“…That request to protect sounds like you’re telling me to use force.”

“They’ve become my people for now, so I should at least save their lives, shouldn’t I?”

“…”

“Someone of Manager Seong’s caliber should be able to protect this Seol-ap. Am I wrong?”

“You’re not wrong, but I really can’t let it be discovered that I’m affiliated with the Baekseol Wiryeong Dan. The moment I’m found out, it’ll reach the unit leader’s ears, and then I might really get beaten to death.”

“If Manager Seong gets beaten to death by the unit leader, I stake everything I have and promise that the unit leader will die even more painfully.”

“…”

“If he has family and relatives, I’ll find them all and kill them too.”

“…Your words are very appreciated, but I understand for now. I’ll do my best.”

Seol Woon-hwi, who had been staring intently at Manager Seong, said one more thing.

“If you’re really that worried, face masks are scattered everywhere, so at least get one to wear.”

Leaving behind Manager Seong with his incredulous expression, Seol Woon-hwi departed for the Main Palace.

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It was fair to say it was truly marvelous.

The pure white palace walls soared as if to pierce the sky, and at their ends hung eaves made of eternally unmelting ice.

The icicles hanging from the eave tips were like dragon’s teeth, and whenever the wind blew, subtle spiritual energy flowed out, indicating that this was no ordinary building.

On the main hall, the characters for Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace were written as if breathing with life – this was the place.

This was the Main Palace of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, crafted by two thousand years of time.

The guard at the entrance checked Seol Woon-hwi’s face with an expressionless look and quietly opened the door.

Naturally, with steps far too familiar, Seol Woon-hwi entered inside and walked quietly, wordlessly along the massive ice walls.

His feelings were complex.

This was a place he had personally destroyed, killing every living being inside.

Seol Woon-hwi felt no regret.

There had been sufficient reason to destroy it, and he had the power to do so.

Destroying it had been right.

And Seol Woon-hwi had died in this place.

He looked around.

Quiet and peaceful.

At this current time, there were no major problems.

Well, the war that would break out in ten years, or the friction between the Original Blood Sect and the Four Heaven Alliance – as far as Seol Woon-hwi knew, at least seven years.

Until that time, the Murim was peace itself.

After spending time by the ice walls like that, Seol Woon-hwi quietly descended the stairs.

The place he arrived at was the hall that managed medicines, the Ice Cold Medicine Hall.

There were two reasons.

The first was that since he was here after a long time, he wanted to receive some training resources, and the second was that because of the blood energy he had used recently, his blood vessels were still aching everywhere, so he planned to get some spirit pills.

As soon as he entered inside, a subtle medicinal fragrance brushed his nose. Seol Woon-hwi approached the pharmacist who was organizing medicinal materials without hesitation.

The pharmacist who discovered Seol Woon-hwi’s eyes widened in surprise.

Those were eyes that couldn’t understand why he had come here. He didn’t care.

“Do you have Hundred Year Ice Heart Pills and Fifty Year Snow Marrow Essence?”

At his calm voice, all the surrounding pharmacists who had been absorbed in their work finally turned their heads.

The Hundred Year Ice Heart Pill was a high-grade training resource, and the Fifty Year Snow Marrow Essence was a spiritual medicine that treated damage to meridians. Naturally, both were not items that could be easily obtained, but this was the Main Palace of the Snow Palace.

There was no way they wouldn’t have them.

What surprised them was that it was Seol Woon-hwi who had requested them. And Seol Woon-hwi’s words weren’t finished.

“And I also need Ice Snow Lotus and Cold Ice Hundred Li Grass. The highest quality if possible.”

The pharmacist Jin Han-su’s eyes curved subtly.

“Oh my… this… aren’t you the branch lord of Seol-ap?”

It was a belated greeting, and though his tone was polite, it had barbs and his gaze was different too.

“Hundred Year Ice Heart Pills… Fifty Year Snow Marrow Essence… and Ice Snow Lotus and Cold Ice Hundred Li Grass… training resources and medicinal spirit pills are mixed together. May I ask the reason why you need those precious spiritual medicines that greatly help with blood energy circulation, meridian recovery, internal injury treatment, and constitution improvement?”

“Do I need to explain all that?”

“I’m telling you this because you seem not to know well, but all four of those resources can only be taken by the Snow Palace’s core figures, that is, only by legitimate bloodline members, so it’s very difficult to give them to you.”

Jin Han-su particularly emphasized the word ‘legitimate.’

This went beyond having barbs.

“Moreover, Ice Snow Lotus is a premium medicinal material whose medicinal properties change even after just one day of harvesting. Whether you could properly preserve it in a place like Seol-ap…”

Jin Han-su, who had been scratching his head, let out a sigh.

“I don’t know where you heard such names, but setting aside what I cannot give you, taking spirit pills doesn’t necessarily guarantee effects. They’re medicinal materials that show great effects only when you’ve suffered major damage to demonic energy or blood energy, but no, beyond that, you’re not even legitimate bloodline and you need to have the vessel to accept that medicinal nature in the first place…”

“Legitimate bloodline… Who do I look like in your eyes?”

“…”

“I understand that the mothers gave instructions long ago. If I ever stopped by the medicine hall, don’t give me anything whatsoever.”

At those words, Jin Han-su flinched.

Seol Woon-hwi was an illegitimate son. There wasn’t even a reason to check him originally, but there were those who judged it better to clear him out in advance.

Not just one person.

Above Seol Woon-hwi were three sons and one daughter, and except for one of them, none particularly checked or opposed Woon-hwi.

Rather, there were those who treated him well, and those who ignored him.

Except for the third son Seol Woon-hae, at least they didn’t torment him, but the problem was those behind the three sons and one daughter.

Those who would be stepmothers to Seol Woon-hwi, and birth mothers to his older brothers and sister.

And their families.

They had joined forces.

Being an illegitimate son was like that.

So in the past, Seol Woon-hwi not only never stopped by this medicine hall, he didn’t even go near it originally.

After going a few times and being persecuted right to his face more than once or twice, it would be strange to keep going.

Though he had gone down to Seol-ap six years ago, he had stopped visiting the medicine hall almost eight years ago, maybe even close to nine years.

Silently, Woon-hwi continued speaking.

“Vessels and whatnot, all the words you said after are completely meaningless so there’s no reason to even respond, but I should still give you a warning.”

As I’ve said repeatedly, Seol Woon-hwi doesn’t thoughtlessly start trouble without reason.

Everything has a proper reason and he gives at least one warning for any matter.

“Forget everything from the past. I am of Snow Palace bloodline, and I’ve come here with legitimate qualifications to obtain medicinal materials and spirit pills.”

“….”

“I’ll say it again. Bring me two Hundred Year Ice Heart Pills, five drops of Fifty Year Snow Marrow Essence, one root of Ice Snow Lotus, and two roots of Cold Ice Hundred Li Grass.”

“That’s difficult.”

Jin Han-su answered, and then a nearby pharmacist sighed and chimed in with his words.

“Even though this is a medicine hall, it’s not a place where things just pop out when you ask for them… Ugh, tsk.”

It wasn’t surprising.

This place was like this.

Seol Woon-hwi glanced at the pharmacist who had chimed in, then looked at Jin Han-su and asked.

“You, what’s your name?”

“Jin Han-su.”

“Jin Han-su, listen well. No, not just you, but all the pharmacists here should open your ears and listen. Your role is to protect the Snow Palace, and the only person you should be loyal to is the Palace Lord.”

“….”

“The me standing before you is certainly of Snow Palace bloodline. Whether I’m an illegitimate son or bastard, what does that matter.”

“….”

“You may not know, but it’s extremely rare for me to speak this long. So please think carefully before you speak from now on.”

Despite Seol Woon-hwi’s lengthy words, Jin Han-su’s mind remained unchanged.

He was already an illegitimate son who had been treated like shit for over ten years. This was an opportunity for Jin Han-su.

Jin Han-su was a man aiming for the position of vice-master of the medicine hall.

His backing was the Cold Ice Gate, which was also the backing of the third son Seol Woon-hae.

He couldn’t not know that the relationship between Seol Woon-hae and Seol Woon-hwi was not good.

He needed to take this kind of action to have something to say to the Cold Ice Gate.

So this was right.

Seol Woon-hwi’s words about loyalty to the Palace Lord were just formalities.

That’s how he judged it.

“No. Please leave.”

As if convinced, Seol Woon-hwi nodded and soon smiled gently.

“The hierarchy was completely messed up.”

Facing that smile, Jin Han-su felt goosebumps all over his body.

That terrifyingly chilling smile, what did it mean?

At the same time he thought this, Seol Woon-hwi’s hand grabbed Jin Han-su’s hair. Then he mercilessly struck his face with his elbow.

Crack!

His nose bridge collapsed, his teeth shattered, and even his jawbone was crushed.

“Ugh… hah… urgh…”

“Why can’t you understand what people are saying?”

Seol Woon-hwi threw Jin Han-su to the floor, drew the sword from his waist, gripped it in reverse, and struck downward.

Thunk!

Jin Han-su’s spine was pierced through.

It wasn’t enough.

He pulled out the sword again and struck his neck, then pulled it out again and struck Jin Han-su’s head.

Jin Han-su had already fainted the moment his spine was pierced, and died when his neck was pierced.

Seol Woon-hwi pulled out his sword and turned his head.

His eyes met with a man.

It was another pharmacist who had chimed in with Jin Han-su’s words, spouting all kinds of nonsense.

“What’s your name?”

“I… I’m… Yang… Yang Wi-seong…”

Seol Woon-hwi nodded as if he had heard properly and took a step, while Yang Wi-seong stepped backward.

But it was meaningless.

Seol Woon-hwi’s stride was longer, and while Yang Wi-seong’s legs trembled madly, Seol Woon-hwi’s steps didn’t waver even an inch.

It was natural that the distance closed.

Seol Woon-hwi’s sword pierced Yang Wi-seong’s heart.

Thunk-!

He pulled it out and swung it.

Slash-!

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