Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 214

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Chapter 214

Sim Mun-ryong, whose hair was grabbed, had no time to say anything.

In his heart, Woon-hwi had already become more than a lifelong benefactor, so his first thought was that there must be a reason for grabbing his hair. His second thought was that even if it wasn’t a big reason, it was Woon-hwi, so he must have grabbed it out of necessity somehow. His third thought was a fundamental question that struck his mind about whether it was right to shake this off.

This is because, while it’s not particularly unusual for a martial artist to discriminate against people according to their realm.

Before being a martial artist, as a person, Woon-hwi is a man fully qualified to lead and dominate others.

In Sim Mun-ryong’s mind, the man called Woon-hwi was already positioned above himself.

So he asked rather politely.

“…Hey, when are you going to let go of this?”

Woon-hwi, who had been staring at Sim Mun-ryong intently, released his hand.

Really.

“I don’t know how many times I’m going to save your life.”

“Huh, why are you being like this now? Aren’t I earning my keep?”

“You’re far from it.”

Having said that, Woon-hwi took out two manuals from his storage bag and handed them to Sim Mun-ryong.

“What’s this again? When did you get this… Huh…?”

Sim Mun-ryong’s eyes widened greatly.

“…Infinite… Taeul Sword…? Could this be… the Plum Blossom Sword God’s?”

Woon-hwi nodded and said briefly.

“Keep the Infinite Taeul Sword, and after reading the manual behind it, burn it… no, return it.”

Sim Mun-ryong scratched his head and nodded as if he understood.

While he was reading the manual, Woon-hwi approached Manager Seong.

“Were you worried?”

“…Look at your current state. Really… shouldn’t I be worried?”

Woon-hwi smiled softly.

Blood was flowing from his entire body, but there were no fatal wounds.

He had only sustained serious injuries because he didn’t drag it into a long battle but put everything he could into a short period.

If it had gone on just a little longer, he would have suffered fatal injuries.

To put it clearly, the current Woon-hwi cannot defeat a Heaven-Human Realm martial artist.

Due to the absolute gap in realm, it’s impossible no matter what experience or other factors he brings.

The highest level martial artist Woon-hwi can kill is Divine Transformation Realm.

Manager Seong, who received Woon-hwi’s weapons, said quietly.

“You’re badly injured… Please rest a little.”

Woon-hwi nodded and slumped down, leaning against a large box in the corner.

Manager Seong came and sat beside him.

As if trying to change the subject, Manager Seong said.

“Is this your first time in the Old Armory?”

“It’s my first time.”

“You know about the history, right?”

Woon-hwi shook his head.

Manager Seong began to tell the story slowly while tending to Woon-hwi’s wounds.

The Old Armory.

This place has its own history.

Originally, the history of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace was marked by war.

They fought wars with nations, with martial artists, and with barbarians.

War, and more war.

The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, which led thousands and tens of thousands of soldiers, expanded its territory and was maintained through generations, but it came to an end decades ago by Seol Jung-cheon, who became the Young Palace Lord.

He made agreements with neighboring countries including the Yang-je Kingdom on the condition of disbanding the Snow Palace’s ‘army’, creating the current Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

Neither a nation nor a sect.

As an organization somewhere in between, it occupied the position of absolute ruler of the Sae-oe Murim.

The people of Snow Mountain called the agreement led by Seol Jung-cheon a genius strategy, while the people of Yang-je Kingdom disparaged it as worse than vermin’s scheming.

It was understandable.

Seol Jung-cheon certainly disbanded the army.

The tens of thousands of soldiers all disappeared, but this was done in a slightly different way.

It could be called a kind of elite force.

What was newly created after disbanding the army decades ago was the Seolcheon Guard.

The Seolcheon Guard consists of about several thousand martial artists, and they were ‘martial artists’, not an ‘army’.

It was wordplay, but since the army was indeed disbanded, there was nothing to argue about in terms of justification.

The Seolcheon Guard, a subordinate organization of the White Command Guard, was born this way and solidified its current position.

As an organization that blocks barbarians at the Wind Wall and guards the borders of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, to appease the furious Yang-je Kingdom, Seol Jung-cheon did not deploy the Seolcheon Guard at the border with Yang-je Kingdom.

If it hadn’t been for this, the enraged Yang-je Kingdom might have declared war again, but since he gave them some face, they also withdrew.

“They say many weapons were deployed here in the old days… This was probably the place. Around here, they captured and killed ten thousand Yang-je Kingdom soldiers all at once. When was that… About 90 years ago?”

Seol Jung-cheon didn’t become Palace Lord for nothing.

Although outsiders praise him as a genius, Seol Jung-cheon has operated the Snow Palace in a way that secures practical benefits somehow.

He did take a detour in the middle and his spirit became clouded, but at least he wasn’t a fool.

Manager Seong’s story continued a bit more and ended when Woon-hwi’s body had recovered enough that walking wouldn’t be a problem.

At this moment, Manager Seong’s gaze was directed toward Sim Mun-ryong, who was leaping into the sky and performing sword control technique by lifting his sword and hundreds of debris remaining in the Old Armory.

“Are you envious?”

“I’m not a child, why would I be envious?”

Manager Seong said this, but there was a slight trace of regret in his tone.

When was it.

He first saw Sim Mun-ryong about seven months ago.

At that time, Sim Mun-ryong and Manager Seong were at the same realm, but a few days later Sim Mun-ryong advanced to Divine Transformation Realm and now has advanced to Heaven-Human Realm.

This is a really rare case.

A martial artist skipping two realm stages only happens multiple times around the Flame Qi Four Stages level. A Four Stages of Heaven and Earth martial artist, moreover a Body Establishment Boundary martial artist, making two advances? And within a year?

If this spreads throughout Murim, Sim Mun-ryong’s name will become known to everyone.

“Don’t be envious. There are occasionally martial artists like Sim Mun-ryong.”

“Is that so?”

Woon-hwi looked at Sim Mun-ryong reading the manual in the distance and said.

“Born with exceptionally outstanding enlightenment, but that enlightenment reaches the end of the Four Stages of Heaven and Earth. Usually, the Origin Blood Sect calls such people ‘Instant Geniuses’.”

Manager Seong nodded.

“In Sim Mun-ryong’s case, he possesses the enlightenment to grow faster than anyone else up to the final realm of the Four Stages of Heaven and Earth. His realm rises naturally like water flowing downward.”

“Then does that mean he can continue to grow that rapidly in the future?”

Woon-hwi shook his head.

“No. At some point, he’ll stop. As if hitting a wall, that’s the characteristic of instant geniuses.”

“When you say wall…”

“Didn’t we see it together? Senior No’s case.”

At these words, Manager Seong’s eyes widened greatly.

“You’re saying Sim Mun-ryong… is the same case as No Cheon-myeong?”

“It’s the same case.”

“Then… Sim Mun-ryong too…”

“He’ll stop at Heaven-Human Realm for a while. At least ten years, maybe about twenty years.”

Woon-hwi’s voice carried certainty.

“And, I’ve wanted to tell you this sometime, but up to the Four Stages of Heaven and Earth, you can rise sufficiently with just skill and intuition alone. But after Heaven-Human Realm is different. You need deep understanding of martial studies and your own martial way.”

Manager Seong looked at Woon-hwi.

“Manager Seong.”

“Yes… Young Master.”

“Don’t be impatient, and don’t rush either.”

“…”

“I’ll say it again, but Manager Seong just being by my side is a great help to me.”

Manager Seong scratched his head.

“And.”

Woon-hwi slowly rose from his seat.

“I’ll tell you the rest about what Father did in the past when we go to the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance.”

Manager Seong smiled broadly.

“Of course, Young Master.”

Just then, Sim Mun-ryong approached Woon-hwi.

His expression had become extremely serious, and it was understandable.

While Woon-hwi was listening to Manager Seong’s story, he had read the contents of the manual no less than five times.

“…Hey, that thought entity from earlier… do you think it had consciousness?”

No matter how you looked at it, Sim Mun-ryong seemed troubled.

The contents within this were evidence that Mount Hua Sect need not be ashamed, at least.

Woon-hwi said.

“It wouldn’t have had any.”

“…Are you sure?”

“I’m certain.”

It was an answer without a moment’s hesitation, but unfortunately, this was a well-intentioned lie.

That thing containing Cheong Mun’s thoughts, though it only contained killing intent, would have to contain Cheong Mun’s ‘will’ in some form.

Only then could it use Cheong Mun’s martial arts.

Woon-hwi didn’t particularly want to tell him that.

“That’s a relief.”

Because Sim Mun-ryong, who was so relieved like that, would surely be disappointed.

“If it had consciousness, it would have heard everything I said. Calling him a traitor, asking if he wasn’t embarrassed, ugh… really, what a relief.”

Sim Mun-ryong, who had been scratching his head, handed the manual to Woon-hwi.

“Thank you.”

Woon-hwi nodded and said as he received the manual.

“Later, when you rebuild Mount Hua Sect, come to retrieve it then.”

“…Alright.”

Having said that much, Sim Mun-ryong suddenly became curious.

“When would be a good time to rebuild Mount Hua Sect? Do you have any good suggestions?”

“That’s not the most important question.”

“Huh?”

“Wouldn’t it be more important to decide where to establish Mount Hua Sect?”

Sim Mun-ryong scratched his head.

That was right.

The place where Mount Hua Sect had previously been located was on Mount Hua, which was positioned at the Western Peak among the Five Sacred Mountains, but the Five Sacred Mountains themselves had disappeared due to the Thousand Year Catastrophe.

Since not even a trace of Mount Hua could be found, they needed to find a new location.

Sim Mun-ryong seemed to have thought of several places, as he answered immediately.

“I was thinking of establishing it in Gongneung or Sichuan?”

At those words, Woon-hwi and Manager Seong burst into hollow laughter, while the Four Brothers gaped in disbelief.

That was the right reaction.

What was in Gongneung?

The Martial Alliance was there.

What was in Sichuan?

The Four Heaven Alliance was there.

Sim Mun-ryong’s words meant he would sweep away those two organizations and build Mount Hua Sect in their place.

No matter who heard it, those reactions were appropriate.

Woon-hwi laughed.

“A man who wants to become a great master should have that much boldness.”

Having said that, Woon-hwi spoke casually as if he had been waiting for this moment.

“There are several famous mountains in the Jeok An area too.”

“…Huh?”

“It’s a coastal city… with scenic views, and taking a boat to enter the Central Plains isn’t too far, while also not being too distant from the Snow Palace, so consider it at least once.”

Right here, Sim Mun-ryong realized.

Sim Mun-ryong, who had gained some fame playing baduk in Gangnam, was at least not a fool.

“Well, well… look at this? Don’t tell me you’re trying to make Mount Hua Sect a branch of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace?”

“I’m telling you to consider it.”

Sim Mun-ryong, who had rubbed his face, spoke firmly.

“A branch sect would be difficult, let’s make it an alliance instead.”

“We’ll discuss that when the time comes.”

Though it was somewhat premature to discuss now, as the conversation continued, Sim Mun-ryong realized he hadn’t asked about the most important thing until now.

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