Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 194

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Chapter 194

Seo Hyo glanced around briefly and spoke quietly.

“I’ll organize and report as much information as possible before you depart for Cheonuimeng. Also, a letter has arrived from Yang Seol-jin requesting a report on what happened inside the secret realm.”

“Did you send a reply?”

“Not yet.”

Good.

“Package it well with your skills and send it.”

“At my own discretion?”

“Package it in the direction you think is most ideal. Yang Seol-jin will die soon anyway.”

“…What?”

Looking at the flustered Seo Hyo, Woon-hwi spoke casually.

“Yu Cheong’s forces that have taken root inside the Snow Palace will be dealt with within a fortnight.”

Seo Hyo was a man with quick wits.

Not just quick, but incredibly quick.

There was one reason why Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace couldn’t kill Yang Seol-jin.

Because there were no Primordial Sole Existence experts in the Snow Palace.

But if a Primordial Sole Existence expert emerges, the story changes.

“Could… could it be… has he ascended? Your father, Young Master…?”

“Keep it secret.”

“…Yes… Of course it should be kept secret. If we don’t keep this secret, then what on earth should we keep secret…”

Seo Hyo, who had been rambling, rubbed his face and took a short deep breath.

“Whew, then now a bloody storm will blow inside the Snow Palace.”

“That bloody storm will blow very quickly. You’ll be used as bait to hook Yu Cheong, so make sure to handle it well.”

“…That Yu Cheong bastard is incredibly sharp-witted, will it work out well?”

“It will.”

“…Understood. I’ll prepare for it. But why are you going to Han Cheon Hyeop?”

“Why do you think?”

Woon-hwi lifted his gaze slightly upward.

Though not visible now, if you go straight that way, you’ll come across a gorge.

The main headquarters of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan.

“I plan to identify the traitor there.”

“Who do you suspect?”

“Juche, Yeon Su-on, Gok Jin-bung – do you know any of these three?”

Seo Hyo shook his head.

“Yu Cheong’s subordinates are thoroughly organized in cell structures. Not just me, but probably Yang Seol-jin doesn’t know them properly either.”

“I see.”

As if he hadn’t expected much from the start, Woon-hwi was calm, and Seo Hyo quietly took out a small bottle from his chest and handed it to Woon-hwi.

“You certainly have a lot of money.”

“No matter how much I have, Gongcheong Seokyoo is an extremely difficult spirit medicine to obtain. You know this, so why are you saying that?”

Woon-hwi chuckled and shook the small bottle.

“Use it well.”

“Yes. And I sincerely hope your endeavors go well.”

When he nodded, Seo Hyo kicked off from his spot and disappeared.

Woon-hwi headed toward Han Cheon Hyeop alone like that.

* * *

The gorge that looked as if a large rocky mountain had been split in half by a giant sword appeared like merely a crack in the cliff face when viewed from afar, but its scale became apparent as one approached closer.

This place is Han Cheon Hyeop.

A carriage stopped in front of its entrance.

Woon-hwi fastened the Jinhwa Cheonryeong Sword that he had placed beside him to his waist and began walking.

The gorge entrance was so narrow that only two people could barely walk side by side, and when looking up, the sky appeared as thin as a thread, showing how deep it was. The wind blowing from the surroundings was as cold as ice, as if it had come directly from the snow mountains.

The passage gradually narrowed. Ice crystals had formed on both walls, and a thin stream flowed beneath his feet.

Though the stream was almost frozen, the faint sound of water flowing underneath could be heard.

Woon-hwi walked deeper into the gorge. After walking about a hundred steps, the gorge suddenly widened and a vast space unfolded before his eyes. It was like a huge circular basin.

Buildings were densely packed in terraced levels along the gorge walls, and in the center stood a wide training ground and a magnificent building.

This is the main headquarters of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan.

At that moment, shadows clinging to the gorge walls moved.

Woon-hwi made no response whatsoever.

Naturally, three black figures descended in front of Woon-hwi. Perhaps sensing something extraordinary in Woon-hwi’s attitude, they did not lower their guard.

The figure in the middle among them asked.

“Who are you?”

Woon-hwi confirmed the symbol of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan on their swords.

He could see more shadows moving along the edges of the gorge. They had surely been watching him from the moment he entered the gorge.

He spoke quietly.

“I am Seol Woon-hwi, Young Master of Yang-ryeong.”

At those words, the three figures simultaneously bent their waists and showed respect.

“We greet the Polar Descendant of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace. What brings you to Han Cheon Hyeop?”

“I’ve come to meet Yeon Su-on, Vice Commander of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan.”

One of the three figures stepped forward.

“Vice Commander Yeon Su-on is currently at Baek Ryeong-gwan. We will guide you there.”

Woon-hwi stared at the three for a moment and spoke briefly.

“Are you newly initiated members?”

“…No. I’m in my 5th year, and these two beside me are in their 2nd year.”

“If they’re 2nd year, they’d only be learning basics so that’s understandable, but if you’re 5th year, you should have been deployed on actual missions. Don’t you know the Polar Descendant’s appearance?”

“…We apologize.”

“You disappoint me from our first meeting.”

“…”

“Just guide me.”

Woon-hwi nodded.

The three figures led Woon-hwi at the front. They crossed a stone bridge traversing the center of the gorge and headed toward Baek Ryeong-gwan.

With each step, more Baekseol Wiryeong-dan members appeared and showed respect to Woon-hwi, but Woon-hwi responded to none of them.

Woon-hwi walked silently and stopped in front of a building.

The magnificent building located in the center of the gorge was built of white stone and resembled an ice palace. As soon as he stood before the entrance, the massive doors opened soundlessly.

“Please come this way.”

Following the guidance, Woon-hwi entered inside Baek Ryeong-gwan.

The interior was warm, contrary to expectations.

Warm fires burned in braziers installed on the walls, and their heat comfortably warmed the interior.

Walking along the corridor, a small garden could be seen at the end.

Surprisingly, white plum blossoms that only bloom in summer were in full bloom there.

A man sitting in the center of the garden caught his eye.

The man wearing a white daopo raised his head to look at Woon-hwi. His long hair reaching down to his waist fluttered slightly in the wind. His left sleeve was empty.

His face was pale and serene like a scholar’s.

From outward appearance, no internal energy or such could be felt at all, and his eyes held a tranquility as if detached from worldly affairs.

“You must be Hyeon Seol-rin, whose name resounds beyond the Snow Palace to the Central Plains.”

His voice was gentle and calm.

“Though I’ve never met you once in over ten years, it’s an honor that you’ve come to visit like this.”

Yeon Su-on slowly stood up and showed respect to Woon-hwi.

His movements were slow but elegant. Rising with perfect balance using only his right arm, he smiled toward Woon-hwi.

But unexpectedly.

Woon-hwi, who would normally respond with equal courtesy when someone showed such respect, remained silent without saying a word.

It wasn’t just that he didn’t speak.

He quietly walked toward Yeon Su-on and looked down at him.

Yeon Su-on’s height was 5 feet and 8 inches (about 174cm).

Yeon Su-on responded to Woon-hwi’s attitude with a smile and slowly took a seat.

“Strangely, it seems Lord Hyeon Seol-rin is quite angry with me.”

“….”

“This is our first meeting, how strange. Is it perhaps because I deployed members of Baekseol Wiryeong Dan to Baekryeong-wi’s Sim Han-ryeong?”

“….”

“If not, then please tell me what exactly is causing you to act this way.”

“….”

“Is this your first visit to Han Cheon Hyeop?”

“….”

“This place is isolated from the world, but it’s peaceful because of that.”

Yeon Su-on’s eyes became gentle.

“It’s already been thirty-five years since I’ve stayed here. After qi deviation made it impossible for me to use my internal energy anymore, this place became my sanctuary.”

Indeed, Yeon Su-on was missing one arm and couldn’t use internal energy.

What stood out in his peaceful atmosphere was his gaze.

A mysterious gaze filled with deep wisdom and tranquility.

It was like enlightenment gained after overcoming all pain and trials.

“How may I be of help to you, Lord Hyeon Seol-rin?”

To Woon-hwi who wouldn’t answer, Yeon Su-on continuously spoke, as if trying to resolve things through conversation.

As if trying to spread his benevolence like a missionary.

But it seemed like sharp intelligence hidden within tranquility, and like desperate struggling to avoid having his shame exposed.

After listening for a long while, Woon-hwi finally opened his mouth, but his voice was excessively cold.

“Yeon Su-on.”

“…There really must have been something quite unpleasant. As the Vice Commander of Baekseol Wiryeong Dan, I….”

“You’ve been bothering me.”

“…Pardon?”

“Losing one arm and all your internal energy means your life as a martial artist is completely over. Yet remaining in Murim means there’s inevitably something to be gained.”

“….”

“I kept thinking about what could be gained. But the more I investigated you as a person, only one thing kept coming up.”

“What would that be?”

“Reputation.”

“….”

“Your reputation extends beyond Baekseol Wiryeong Dan to all of Snow Mountain. Those who doubt loyalty receive nothing but condemnation. You’ve hidden yourself with invisible, intangible power.”

“…Have I hidden something? What do you mean?”

“If someone criticizes you or suspects you, they become someone who has abandoned their reputation as a human being, not just as a martial artist. But I had my suspicions.”

“…You don’t seem to hear my question.”

He ignored it.

“Is that really all there is? No, I had to look at the root. What would someone whose life as a martial artist has ended crave most? Just reputation? It wouldn’t be that.”

Woon-hwi took a step forward and walked right up to Yeon Su-on who was drinking tea.

“Revival.”

“….”

“What a martial artist whose life has been cut short craves most is life itself. I had so many questions I wanted to ask you. What you were doing while the minions of the Original Blood Sect infiltrated Snow Mountain, the names of the members who spoke with you and received orders from you during that time, how Yu Hwa-rin of Ghost Soul Gate could contact so many sects while avoiding Snow Mountain’s attention – there were so many questions, but seeing you in person, they seem meaningless.”

“I truly don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“Then.”

Woon-hwi drew the Jinhwa Cheonryeong Sword.

“Could you explain the ‘Original Blood Energy’ that I can clearly see?”

Original Blood Energy is a qi of a different dimension from ordinary blood energy.

Should I say it’s similar to the Heo Hyeon Energy that Woon-hwi uses?

Heo Hyeon Energy is a qi close to the source, and among the countless martial artists Woon-hwi had met and fought so far, all except ‘only one person’ failed to recognize the ‘essence’ of that energy.

Original Blood Energy is the same.

Only those who know the essence can recognize it.

Like now.

In his life, Woon-hwi had seen a total of four martial artists who used Original Blood Energy.

Cheon Do-ja, Yu Cheong, the Grand Elder of the Original Blood Sect Yeong Woon-seong,

And the Sect Leader of Thunder Lightning Demon Sect, Jeong Do-cheon.

No.

There’s one more.

The Vice Commander of Baekseol Wiryeong Dan, Yeon Su-on.

A streak of red light flashed through Yeon Su-on’s eyes.

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