Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 219

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Chapter 219

Startled, Ju Seong-seok grabbed the iron mace at his waist and swung it forcefully.

Kwaaang-!!

The Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword that collided in mid-air was deflected, and Ju Seong-seok barely saved his life, but cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Setting aside the name Seol Woon-hwi, he knows what he has done.

Knowing this, he thought in his mind that he wasn’t facing an ordinary warrior of the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin, but facing him directly, wasn’t this just a monster bastard?

The speed Woon-hwi had just shown was much faster than he had imagined.

Ju Seong-seok gulped. His Adam’s apple bobbed.

However, his eyes were strangely shining.

“…Arrogant bastard… Do you know what I just felt?”

“Should I know?”

“You should.”

Ju Seong-seok kicked off from his position and brought down his iron mace.

Cheong Bong Iron Mountain Palm.

Woon-hwi already knew the moment Ju Seong-seok’s arm muscles moved.

The angle at which he lifted the iron mace, the rotation of his shoulders, the position of his feet. Everything was clear.

Woon-hwi precisely aimed for the center of gravity of the iron mace and blocked it with the Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword.

Kwaaaang-!!

Nevertheless, Woon-hwi was pushed back smoothly. Ju Seong-seok, confident that he was superior in strength, shouted further.

“I felt it was worth trying! You damn son of a bitch.”

At that moment, Woon-hwi’s Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword reflected light and drew a single trajectory.

Ssaeeaek-!

As Ju Seong-seok slightly twisted his body, it grazed past his side.

His head spun fiercely.

Though it was a sudden strike, this was easier to dodge than expected.

Then it should be considered a feint.

Soon after.

Ju Seong-seok’s internal energy exploded outward. A mountain-like aura burst from his right hand, and as he swung the iron mace, the ground split and surged toward Woon-hwi.

It was a full-power strike from a master who had reached the Harmony Realm, but Woon-hwi’s expression remained calm.

Like a lake.

He held his sword horizontally and swung it once in the air. His movement was simple. So simple that it was rather mystical.

Absolute Ice Return to Void Sword.

Light exploded from Woon-hwi’s sword. It was closer to distortion than light. That distortion collided with Ju Seong-seok’s iron mace. The moment the two energies clashed, with a crackling sound, the surrounding energies froze, and cold air dominated all directions.

“…What is this again…?”

Bewilderment crossed Ju Seong-seok’s face. The pile of earth he had shot out freezing in mid-air – anyone would be flustered by that.

And in this brief moment, puzzlement settled in Ju Seong-seok’s mind.

He had heard of the Absolute Ice Return to Void Sword, but freezing the surroundings was unheard of…

His eyes flashed.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he kicked backward.

Woon-hwi’s foot grazed past where his head had been just moments before.

And he could see it. Woon-hwi’s eyes dyed pure white.

It was definitely the Heavenly Snow Domain.

He had mixed two techniques into one martial art.

‘…This crazy… This is really a monster bastard.’

Retreating with all his might to create distance was certainly the right choice, but he had withdrawn too hastily, throwing off his balance.

Unfortunately, Woon-hwi was not stupid enough to miss that opening.

His body moved like the wind. The Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword plunged toward Ju Seong-seok’s neck.

“Heup…”

Ju Seong-seok barely twisted his body to avoid the sword, but his shoulder was deeply cut. Red blood flowed down his silk clothes.

“Wa… Wait a moment…”

Anger and fear crossed in Ju Seong-seok’s eyes.

He had thought it was worth trying, but it wasn’t.

This bastard is somehow different.

This was dangerous. He lowered his body and gathered his internal energy once more.

Cheong Bong Eighteen Hammers.

Ju Seong-seok’s iron mace began to move as if it were alive. A single swing created eighteen afterimages that attacked Woon-hwi from all directions.

It was the highest martial art Ju Seong-seok could currently display. And the distinct ‘demonic energy’ contained within it would terrify Woon-hwi and reverse the situation.

However, Woon-hwi’s two eyes facing it were sparkling like the night sky.

Heavenly Snow Domain.

All eighteen afterimages froze completely in mid-air.

“Uh… Uh…?”

Woon-hwi didn’t miss the opening of the flustered Ju Seong-seok.

Woon-hwi’s grip, extending through the pile of ice, seized Ju Seong-seok’s neck.

“Ueuk…!”

Ju Seong-seok struggled but couldn’t escape from Woon-hwi’s grip. His face gradually turned red. Every moment, he felt his existence becoming smaller.

“Worth trying?”

“…That… That was…”

“I can feel the Thunder Lightning Demon Sect’s Heavenly Thunder Lightning Energy. Come to think of it, Jeong Do-cheon was also excessively arrogant like you.”

“You… How do you know that person’s name…”

Woon-hwi’s eyes glowed coldly.

“You don’t need to know.”

Ju Seong-seok struggled desperately. His right hand tried to draw another weapon from his waist. It was a hidden dagger.

But he couldn’t escape Woon-hwi’s eyes. His Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword moved like lightning and severed Ju Seong-seok’s wrist.

Seogek-!

“Aaak… Aaaaak-!”

“They say the strong watch the movements of the weak, and the wise see the intentions of the strong.”

Strength entered his grip.

“And the enlightened see vanity.”

He tried to shake off Woon-hwi’s arm with his remaining hand, but it didn’t budge. Ju Seong-seok had already shrunk as much as he could.

“Save… Save me…”

“You were arrogant, so you couldn’t see anything.”

“Kek… Kehuk…”

“I don’t know what intention Cheon Do-ja had in dragging me into this game, but cracks will appear in the game Cheon Do-ja created.”

“…Kek…”

“I just wanted to say that.”

Ttuduk-!

Ju Seong-seok’s neck was completely broken.

“Just know that much.”

After throwing the corpse to the side, he turned around.

His movement was light and elegant as if nothing had happened from the beginning.

He shifted his gaze.

While dealing with Ju Seong-seok, Manager Seong had moved with all his might, and the cleanup of the surroundings was already finished.

Iron armor worn by the bandits? Steel shin guards? Such things were meaningless.

Manager Seong of the Body Establishment Boundary could tear them apart alive with just his bare hands without weapons.

Manager Seong approached.

“Are you alright?”

During the journey from Ice White Gorge to this place, Woon-hwi had focused only on recovery. To be clear, there was some discomfort, but all wounds had healed.

Woon-hwi nodded and continued speaking.

“Let’s depart.”

Fortunately, it seemed they would be able to make it on time for the appointment.

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Cheon-ui Jeon, the headquarters of the Cheon Ui-maeng located on Cheon-ui Bong of Cheon Su Mountain.

Upon arriving there, Woon-hwi paused for a moment.

A massive red and white tiled roof soared as if to pierce the sky, and hundreds of stone pillars supported the magnificent hall. The presence of Cheon-ui Jeon perfectly embodied the status of Cheon Ui-maeng as the supreme organization of the martial world.

Manager Seong said.

“Let’s go in, Young Master.”

The two slowly climbed the stairs.

With each step up the wide marble staircase, the panoramic view of Cheon Su Mountain unfolded beneath their feet. In the distance, other peaks shrouded in clouds could be seen surrounding Cheon-ui Bong like a folding screen.

The massive wooden doors of Cheon-ui Jeon opened, and Woon-hwi and Manager Seong entered inside.

Instantly, all noise inside stopped.

Dozens of martial artists sitting in their seats turned their heads in unison.

As Woon-hwi’s figure came into view, their gazes changed.

Some looked with surprise, some with wariness, and others with eyes full of curiosity.

Seol San Ma-gun, Seol Woon-hwi.

Despite the dozens of concentrated gazes, Woon-hwi simply looked ahead with a calm expression and moved forward.

His steps were light and elegant, and only the sound of his black daopo hem brushing against the floor echoed throughout the interior of Cheon-ui Jeon.

Woo Hwang-seok of the Suncheon Sword Sect unconsciously leaned his upper body forward. Even among martial artists of the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin realm, he was special.

A genius who reached that realm at the age of seventeen. His strategic mind capable of melting Zhuge Yeong-hyeon, the vice leader of the Martial Alliance, his skill in obtaining one of the ten famous swords of the world through a single conversation with Kang Cheon-u, leader of the Sichuan Sect, and his baduk skills that defeated the martial supreme Cheon Do-ja in a grand match.

His name was already shaking the entire Central Plains.

Hwa Mu-ryeong of Hondo Maryeom Palace smiled softly.

How much blood had those two eyes hidden beneath that subtle ash-colored hair witnessed? How many lives had passed through his hands?

‘He suits our side better than the Eternal Snow Palace.’

She thought so.

Then Jang I-cheong of the Ihwa Sword Heaven Sect tightened his grip.

Even he, the highest in realm among the delegation and a master of the Heaven-Human Realm, felt a strange tension from Woon-hwi.

Before coming to Cheon Ui-maeng, one of the elders of Ihwa Sword Heaven Sect had told him.

-Brother Jang, keep this in mind. You are going there for the reconstruction of Cheon Ui-maeng, but that is not the purpose.

-Seol Woon-hwi of the Snow Palace, putting a ‘leash’ around his neck is your top priority. But if that proves difficult, you must kill him without fail.

-Don’t worry about the aftermath, I trust you.

Jang I-cheong’s gaze was completely fixed on Seol Woon-hwi.

In that young man’s steps, he could sense some aura that transcended Five Energy Harmonizing Origin. As if facing someone who stood at a higher realm than himself.

‘…This will become interesting.’

He didn’t think the rumors were exaggerated. That bastard was definitely special.

Facing such a person would be interesting in any case, so his heart was already trembling with anticipation.

No one dared to speak to him. Woon-hwi had merely walked lightly, yet his very existence created massive ripples within Cheon-ui Jeon.

The man sitting in the center of the hall slowly rose from his seat. A middle-aged man with a neat beard and deep eyes that left an impression, it was Mae Wi-dong.

“Confucius Seol Woon-hwi of the Eternal Snow Palace has arrived.”

Woon-hwi cupped his hands in greeting and said.

“I greet Vice Leader Mae Wi-dong of Cheon Ui-maeng.”

“Hehe… That’s enough. Rather, you seem a bit late… I suppose there were many matters along the way.”

Woon-hwi lightly bowed his head and said.

“I apologize. I was a bit late because I was admiring the beautiful scenery of Cheon Ui-maeng.”

“Hehehe… Even if it’s just words, I’m grateful. Welcome, and I’m glad you arrived safely.”

Woon-hwi nodded slightly and went to the last empty seat, sitting down with a thud.

Manager Seong stood facing him from behind, and in this brief moment, Manager Seong looked at a small letter placed in front of where Woon-hwi sat.

It seemed similar letters were placed in front of the others as well, but what kind of letter could that be?

Manager Seong’s question was also Woon-hwi’s question.

Woon-hwi picked up the letter and checked its contents.

Only one word was written there.

Seongjak-ju (Star Sparrow Master).

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