Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 203

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Chapter 203

“I shall follow the Palace Lord’s will. I will depart for the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance as soon as possible and make it a bridge between Snow Mountain and the Central Plains.”

Seol Jung-cheon looked at Seol Ho-ryeong again.

“While Hyeon Seol-rin receives his ‘punishment,’ you must firmly protect Snow Mountain.”

Seol Ho-ryeong nodded his head.

A smile spread across Seol Jung-cheon’s lips. It was a sincere smile he hadn’t shown in a long time.

“Now begin your first duty as Young Palace Lord. Make your name known to all the people of Snow Mountain and proclaim the beginning of a new era.”

Seol Ho-ryeong held the jade token to his chest and bowed.

“I obey your command!”

With Seol Ho-ryeong’s cry, everyone seated in the Thousand Year Ice Hall bowed.

It was undeniably a historic day.

Seol Jung-cheon sat down with a satisfied expression. The sight of his two sons, Seol Ho-ryeong and Woon-hwi, standing side by side seemed to show both past and future simultaneously. One would protect Snow Mountain’s traditions, while the other would pioneer new paths.

Genius and genius.

At this moment, Seol Jung-cheon could understand his own role.

To protect the future those two would create.

To stand firm as Palace Lord.

A gentle smile crossed his lips.

* * *

As soon as the succession ceremony ended, Woon-hwi headed to the underground prison of the Main Palace.

Stopping in front of the deepest cell where Yang Seol-jin was imprisoned, Woon-hwi spoke in a quiet voice.

“Yang Seol-jin.”

At that unexpectedly cold voice, Yang Seol-jin, who had been fixed against the wall, raised his head. His face was pale, but arrogance still lingered in his eyes.

Yes.

Arrogance.

“Hyeon Seol-rin… What an unexpected visitor.”

This was the complete opposite of how he had shown respect and courtesy during their private meeting not long ago.

Should it be called the madness and arrogance he had been hiding spilling out? While Seol Jung-cheon and others might find this appearance awkward, Woon-hwi did not.

After all, the Yang Seol-jin that Woon-hwi remembered was this kind of person.

Woon-hwi stood before Yang Seol-jin without saying a word. His eyes were calm.

“It would have been nice if you’d brought even a sip of water.”

To him, Woon-hwi tilted his head slightly and said.

“What use would water be to a cripple dreaming of the Thousand Year Demon Cult’s revival?”

Yang Seol-jin’s eyes trembled slightly.

Woon-hwi took a step closer.

“Do you remember what you said to me that day? You spoke of ‘a stronger, greater Snow Palace that no one in the world would dare covet, as a true strongman.'”

“I did. But what of it?”

Woon-hwi’s eyes gleamed coldly.

“The image of that ‘strong one’ you envisioned would have been a Demon Cult leader reigning over the Snow Palace.”

Yang Seol-jin’s eyes widened.

“Your plan to make the Eternal Snow Palace a branch sect was grand and admirable enough to praise, but you aimed for food you couldn’t swallow.”

“How did you…?”

“I don’t think I need to explain how I knew, but do you remember how your eyes changed when you mentioned the Original Blood Sect while drinking tea with me that day?”

“…Even if they changed, someone like you couldn’t possibly read them.”

“I didn’t want to read them either. But there was a considerable gap between the you I knew and your appearance then.”

“…Gap?”

“You revealed your inner thoughts too easily. A great Snow Palace… Unfortunately, that great Snow Palace you dreamed of will never come. Instead, a true Snow Palace will be established.”

That’s when it happened.

Yang Seol-jin’s eyes flashed.

“…I said this. That if you and I were together, the Snow Palace’s future would brighten. Do you remember?”

“I remember.”

“…It’s not too late. Join hands with me. I’ll give you the Snow Palace. And I’ll give you the Central Plains.”

Woon-hwi let out a hollow laugh.

“Seeing that you can’t distinguish between what you can and cannot say, you’re pathetically hopeless.”

“…What?”

“If you had completely overturned the Snow Palace while avoiding all my eyes, I would have rated you higher.”

The Yang Seol-jin of his previous life had certainly succeeded, but that was all.

What mattered was the present.

“You devoted all your energy to groundwork while the Palace Lord’s mind was confused, and you stopped at just that level.”

“This… bastard…”

“If it were me, I would have assassinated the Polar Descendants one by one without wasting time.”

“…I didn’t think of that…”

“You did. That’s why you personally chose the secret realm for Elder Brother to enter. I’m not talking about whether you acted or not, but about timing.”

“…”

“If I were you, I would have started killing Polar Descendants about five years ago. The Palace Lord was already obsessed with legends, and then Polar Descendants start dying too? The pressure would be severe. That pressure would affect his judgment, so you could have naturally prepared a foundation to take everything from the Snow Palace. And by this time, if you had created just one or two forced justifications and called the Blood Demon Regiment of the Original Blood Sect, you could have occupied the Snow Palace in less than a day.”

“…You… right now?”

“Thinking about it, you’re someone who only knows how to hide schemes but is overly cautious when making judgments. The timing to overturn the Snow Palace wasn’t your decision but Yu Cheong’s above you.”

“…”

“You’re ultimately nothing but a puppet. What would such a person want to do with me?”

It was absurd.

“Even being pathetic should have limits. Anyway, since all your blood vessels have been crushed, even if you use Original Blood Energy, you can never return to being a martial artist. So abandon false hope.”

“…Come… here.”

“I can’t hear you well.”

“I said come here!! You insolent bastard! You dog-like bastard! Do you know who I am!! My master will make you…!”

“Yu Cheong won’t be able to move.”

“…What?”

“You don’t need to know the details. From now on, you’ll be a good card, so I hope you don’t think you can escape.”

“…”

“You’ll live here with your failure for quite a long time.”

Woon-hwi didn’t continue speaking and walked toward the door.

Behind him remained only Yang Seol-jin, engulfed in despair.

“Seol Woon-hwi!”

Yang Seol-jin shouted one last time.

“Come here! I’ll smash your head to pieces!!”

Woon-hwi answered without even turning his head.

“My head… Dream about it for comfort. Though it won’t work.”

Woon-hwi’s steps toward the room where Juche was imprisoned felt heavy. When the door opened, Juche was sitting in lotus position.

When Woon-hwi entered, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Lord Hyeon Seol-rin.”

Juche’s voice was calm, but the sadness contained within couldn’t be hidden.

Woon-hwi slowly sat down in front of Juche.

“I heard from the Palace Lord that you said you wanted to die. Is that correct?”

“Yes. That’s correct. To be precise, I asked for a chance to die.”

Woon-hwi gazed deeply at Juche.

Thinking about it, he didn’t know much detail about the man called Juche. In his previous life, he was already a missing person, and in the kingdom Yang Seol-jin created, the name Juche couldn’t be found.

Woon-hwi considered two possibilities.

Either he cooperated with Yang Seol-jin but was abandoned, or he died fighting to protect the Snow Palace.

In his previous life, the latter had occurred. Juche was not a traitor.

“Juche, what is most important to you?”

Juche seemed to choose his words carefully for a moment.

“As of now… it is washing away my sins.”

“Through death?”

“That’s right.”

Woon-hwi slowly stood up.

“In the future, the Murim will be swept up in great turmoil. We will inevitably fight against the Thunder Lightning Demon Sect in some way, and we may even have to face the Original Blood Sect.”

Juche remained silent.

“In such times, what meaning would there be for a warrior of Limitless Divine Manifestation to blame himself and escape through death?”

“…”

“That is not responsibility, but avoiding responsibility.”

Juche’s eyes widened.

“But… due to my incompetence…”

“About 500 people died. And there will be more who died because of them. So it might not be 500, but could reach a thousand. But what’s done is done. If you truly feel sorry for them, shouldn’t you think about correcting past mistakes?”

Juche was left speechless.

“The Snow Palace has now united as one. At such a time, if a master of Limitless Divine Manifestation blames his own incompetence and avoids responsibility, that would be true betrayal.”

Woon-hwi’s gaze sharpened.

“Rather than being disbanded, the Baekseol Wiryeong Dan should be reorganized to become a stronger organization. If you are at the center of it, the timing would be faster.”

“Lord Hyeon Seol-rin…”

Woon-hwi took a step closer. His presence was like a mountain.

“I’ll make you one promise. I will definitely find you a place to die in the future.”

“A place… to die, you say.”

Woon-hwi nodded.

“That place will be the best place to appease their vengeful spirits. I promise this on my life.”

Juche’s eyes widened greatly.

Since he dealt with information, he was not unaware.

If Woon-hwi mentioned a ‘promise’ with his own mouth, it would definitely be kept.

At least, that had always been the case so far.

Juche’s eyes reddened without him realizing it.

“The Palace Lord will visit within today. At that time, tell the Palace Lord your thoughts.”

“…Thank you.”

As if that was enough, Woon-hwi left the prison.

Even if Juche was incompetent, abandoning a master of Limitless Divine Manifestation at this time would be inappropriate.

There was one reason why he couldn’t take care of the Baekseol Wiryeong Dan.

A very warrior-like reason.

It was the advancement of his realm.

That was what made him incompetent, but if he had the will to correct his mistakes, he wouldn’t make such errors again.

He decided to believe that.

* * *

The Bing Seol Hak-dang located on Blue Cloud Mountain in Yangryeong Province had been gaining tremendous fame recently.

Who was No Cheon-myeong?

He was a person once called a genius among geniuses.

It was famous that he had resolved his 50-year-long wish with Seol Woon-hwi’s help and ascended to Heaven-Human Unity, but it wasn’t ordinary Heaven-Human Unity.

First, a few months ago, he killed a master of the Original Blood Sect named Hyeol Woon-am, and most recently, he blocked Juche, famous as a master of Limitless Divine Manifestation from the Baekseol Wiryeong Dan.

Should we say his potential is tremendous?

Where does such No Cheon-myeong ‘belong’?

No one would answer the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, and even fewer would answer that he’s Seol Woon-hwi’s subordinate.

Even if Seol Woon-hwi’s position could be seen as closer to a nation’s successor, that is, a prince, rather than a sect’s successor, what isn’t is what isn’t.

No Cheon-myeong currently has no affiliation.

He could be seen as neutral, and just as Yangryeong Province is located between the Sae-oe Murim and Central Plains Murim, his position is also somewhere between a warrior of the Central Plains and a warrior who has washed his hands of everything.

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