Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 204

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Chapter 204

This meant.

Not only those who wanted to serve No Cheon-myeong as their master, but also those who wanted to draw No Cheon-myeong into their own forces were overflowing to the point of going crazy.

“Hey. Today people came from Jinchenmon and Hwangssigye. They offered positions as vice sect leader and vice family head respectively, you know?”

“I saw them on my way here.”

“Really?”

“Yes. They’re still here and haven’t left yet. Are you considering it?”

No Cheon-myeong chuckled.

“Consider what? I have no interest. More importantly, dozens of sects have approached me in the past ten days alone. What should I do? Should I go into seclusion?”

Woon-hwi, who was sitting across from him writing something in a manual, answered without even looking up.

“Senior No should do whatever you wish to do.”

“Huh?”

“Who am I to keep Senior No tied down to this place?”

“If I leave, is there someone to replace me?”

“Though it would fall far short compared to Senior No’s abilities, there is someone who could fill the vacancy to some extent.”

“Who?”

“Sim Mun-ryong.”

“Ah, that guy from back then?”

“Yes.”

“Well… If it’s him… he would do well. But isn’t he with Baekryeong-wi? Can you get him out?”

“Getting him out won’t be a problem. It would just put me in a slightly difficult position. I can manage to bear that much.”

No Cheon-myeong let out a hollow laugh.

“You little bastard, you’re definitely not an easy one to deal with. If I, who considers you my benefactor, put you in a difficult position, that would be no different from spitting in my own face. Isn’t that right?”

“It’s similar.”

No Cheon-myeong smiled broadly and set down the manual he was holding.

More than that.

“You’re going to the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance?”

“That’s how it turned out.”

No Cheon-myeong crossed his arms.

“Heavenly Righteousness Alliance… I heard that fellow Ye Won-je died recently?”

“Yes. He’s dead.”

“I know he was a master of Limitless Divine Manifestation, so why did he die?”

“Nothing has been revealed – not who killed him, not why he died.”

“It sounds like someone is hiding it.”

“That’s correct.”

Good grief…

“Do you really have to go? Rebuilding that thing… No matter how I look at it, it seems like a bad move.”

“Does it seem that way to you?”

“Hey, even though I’ve been stuck in Shinsam Valley for 50 years, I roughly know how the world works. Frankly speaking, isn’t claiming to embrace all paths – neither righteous nor domineering – just the kind of deception that con artists would pull?”

“It probably is similar.”

“Right. It would be similar. Being wishy-washy means there’s plenty of room to be manipulated, and even if they appear to advocate neutrality on the surface, behind the scenes they’re moving for someone’s benefit… Oh ho…?”

No Cheon-myeong, having said that much, seemed to catch on.

“…You bastard… You never intended to revive the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance from the start, did you?”

“It’s not that I don’t intend to.”

“Then?”

“I plan to observe and judge what kind of person the vice alliance leader is, and what the martial artists who came to rebuild the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance truly want.”

“Even if you say that, aren’t you planning to eliminate it?”

Woon-hwi didn’t answer.

No Cheon-myeong approached such Woon-hwi.

From the moment this conversation first began until now, Woon-hwi hadn’t lifted his head even once.

This was because of the manual Woon-hwi was currently writing.

No Cheon-myeong asked.

“Can’t finish it well?”

“I just need to fix one more character.”

However, that one character required waiting for quite a while.

Woon-hwi, who had been still while holding his brush, quietly carved the final character.

“…Break ?”

No Cheon-myeong, who had been pondering, glanced at Woon-hwi’s eyes.

Those eyes, filled with infinite tranquility, were as clear and deep as thousand-year-old ice from a snow mountain.

“Looking at the content, it’s the epitome of gentleness, but if you emphasize breaking at the end, will they be able to understand?”

“They should be able to understand.”

No Cheon-myeong smiled mysteriously.

“Ju So-ah, was it? That girl’s name?”

“If you’re referring to the Palace Lord of Yang Woon Dae, that’s correct.”

“Someone of her caliber would… understand it. Though it might take some time.”

No Cheon-myeong sat beside Woon-hwi and continued speaking.

“Can I take a look?”

“Of course. Since we made it together, you don’t need to ask for permission.”

“Made it together my ass, I just helped a little and you made it all. Modesty to that extent is deception, you bastard.”

Woon-hwi smiled softly and handed over one of the three manuals.

“This is the Heavenly Flower Ten Thousand Light Sword Technique.”

No Cheon-myeong opened the manual and examined its contents. It was a sword technique that embodied the ultimate in gentleness. Sword momentum that unfolded gracefully like flower petals scattering from the heavens, yet at its end lay hidden destructive power that exploded with ten thousand lights to break the enemy.

The flexible sword path transformed into invincible sharpness at the final moment, making it the ultimate sword technique that concealed sharpness within softness.

His impression was simple.

“…It’s good…”

He was sincere.

It was a superior sword technique with not a single flaw.

Its grade was top-tier even among Heaven and Earth Grade techniques.

Perhaps it could even reach Martial God Grade.

He wanted it so much he could take it if he could.

“Let me see the other two volumes as well.”

“Yes.”

Woon-hwi handed over the second manual and said.

“The second one is the Blue String Shadowless Sword Technique.”

The second manual contained a sword technique that collapsed the boundary between reality and illusion. A technique that mixed real and phantom swords to collapse the enemy’s mind and body. Like the sound of blue strings piercing the ears, shadowless sword momentum unfolded like a ghost.

It perfectly matched Namgung Won Yang’s precise swordsmanship.

“…What about the next one?”

“Finally, the Demonic Fire Heaven-Piercing Sword Technique.”

As the name suggested, it was a sword technique containing overwhelming destructive power like a spear of demonic fire piercing the heavens.

The moment the sword was drawn, demonic fire bloomed to cover heaven and earth, and each strike unleashed destructive power that shook the mountains and rivers, while the irregular sword paths hidden within were like the art of Defying Heaven, where blue evil fire rising from hell burns the heavens.

“…This one is a bit different.”

No Cheon-myeong’s expression became slightly serious.

And rightfully so.

There are currently two mainstream paths in Murim.

The Righteous Path and the Domineering Path.

The Martial Alliance represents the Righteous Path, while the Four Heaven Alliance represents the Domineering Path.

The Four Demonic Outer Sects are famous because they are the strongest among the sects that walk the Evil Path and Demonic Path.

The two sword techniques Woon-hwi had created earlier were somewhere between the Righteous Path and Domineering Path, but this third sword technique was far from such things.

Wasn’t it a perfect Demonic Path sword technique?

“Hey… is this really going to be okay?”

“It will be fine.”

“…Well, I suppose you’ll handle it well on your own.”

Having said that much, No Cheon-myeong couldn’t continue speaking for a long while. His eyes were filled with awe.

It was absurd.

“Are you a genius?”

Though the words that came after a long silence were brief, they contained a great deal of meaning.

Woon-hwi seemed to think for a moment before opening his mouth.

“You said excessive humility becomes deception, but unfortunately, I am not a genius, Senior.”

“…If you’re not a genius, then who the hell is?”

“Someone like Cheon Do-ja of the Original Blood Sect could be called a genius.”

“…To my eyes, you seem even more impressive than that fellow?”

Woon-hwi chuckled softly.

“That’s probably because you don’t know much about Cheon Do-ja in detail. If it were Cheon Do-ja, he could add several more profound principles to these three martial arts I created, and add various incantation formulas so that those of lower levels could gradually grow and develop them.”

No Cheon-myeong scratched his head.

“That’s something only real monsters could do, and Cheon Do-ja is at that level?”

“Yes. That’s his level. Perhaps even beyond that.”

“…Geez, those monster bastards.”

Having said that, No Cheon-myeong handed the three manuals back to Woon-hwi.

“So, are you really going to that Heavenly Righteousness Alliance thing?”

“Orders have already been given, so what choice do I have?”

“Tsk tsk… You fool, you really bring trouble upon yourself.”

The Snow Palace was undergoing a power restructuring centered around the young Palace Lord Seol Ho-ryeong.

“Increase the young Palace Lord’s influence and reduce the rest… Is that it? Since it’s definitely not an ordinary sect, the methods are different too. If you’re going to the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance, what about the others?”

“Second Elder Brother will still be in the Ice Sea Region, and in Third Elder Sister’s case, she’ll be staying at her maternal family’s sect for the time being.”

“What about the fourth who caused trouble?”

“He went to the Wind Wall.”

At those words, No Cheon-myeong let out a hollow laugh.

“The Wind Wall… isn’t that the place where Snow Mountain’s Han Gi reaches its extreme limits and they’re constantly at war with the barbarians from ‘above’? If they sent him there, are they telling him to die fighting?”

“That’s about right.”

No Cheon-myeong studied Woon-hwi’s expression.

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Should I be?”

“He’s the one who backstabbed you and your eldest brother, isn’t he?”

Woon-hwi looked out the window with a strange expression.

“It’s been so long I had forgotten, but there was a debt I owed.”

“You?”

“Yes.”

“To whom?”

“To Third Lady.”

“…”

“Ever since I was the branch leader of Seol-ap, whether it was Han Bing Gate, Third Lady, or even Seol Woon-hae, I was prepared to kill them without hesitation if they interfered with what I wanted to do…”

Trailing off, Woon-hwi turned his head to look at No Cheon-myeong.

Looking at those sparkling eyes, No Cheon-myeong held his breath.

Certainly, he was different from anyone else of the same age.

Such a Woon-hwi slowly continued speaking.

“The day to repay that debt came sooner than expected. They say in the martial world that if you draw your sword, you must see blood, and if you form a bond, you must see it through to the end. My sword entered its sheath due to Third Lady’s debt, but now it must block the Palace Lord’s blade.”

Slowly, Woon-hwi rose from his seat.

“Unfortunately, I have no intention of blocking that blade. My debt only goes that far.”

“And the result is exile?”

“Isn’t it better to die as a warrior than to die as a traitor?”

“That’s true.”

Woon-hwi put the letter and three manuals on the table into his storage bag.

“I won’t come back for at least a year. Please take care of Yang-ryeong during that time.”

“Does that request include guiding those three?”

“You have a talent for pretending not to know while knowing full well.”

“As if you’re any different, you sly bastard.”

No Cheon-myeong, who had been grinning, waved his hand.

“Go on. And I’ve called Im Chi-woon outside, so you can go and talk comfortably with him.”

“Thank you for taking care of various things, Senior.”

“Enough. Hurry up and go. And.”

Turning his head, Woon-hwi could see it.

No Cheon-myeong with a very serious expression.

He said.

“If by any chance you’re going to die, at least leave behind the name of the bastard who killed you. I’ll send that bastard to where you are soon enough.”

A smile formed on Woon-hwi’s lips.

“Thank you, Senior.”

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