Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 224

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Chapter 224

“You’ve… completely smashed the gate to pieces.”

In his deep blue eyes, a depth like the ocean could be felt.

It was Jang Cheon-woon, the sect leader of the Gangcheon Sword Sect.

“Were you planning to attend?”

“Yes. I regret being delayed due to having many things to prepare separately… but this is quite difficult to express – I can’t call it an honor, nor can I say I was waiting.”

Woon-hwi quietly observed him as he laughed heartily while stroking his beard.

Woon-hwi’s gaze was cold, and Manager Seong’s gaze behind him was even colder.

Jang Cheon-woon drove his point home.

“I hope there won’t be any unnecessary misunderstandings.”

“Misunderstandings…”

At Woon-hwi’s excessively cold voice, a strange smile appeared on Jang Cheon-woon’s lips.

If he couldn’t read this situation, he deserved to die.

Jang Cheon-woon had set up his own scheme.

He had intended to attend the banquet hosted by Woon-hwi, who had become Cheon Su-sa, and was slightly late due to preparing gifts. He would push forward with this justification, but in such a situation, Woon-hwi had destroyed the sect’s main gate.

This should only put Woon-hwi in a difficult position, but unfortunately, Woon-hwi had experienced such situations countless times.

Naturally, he had dozens of ways to dig his way out as well.

“You were an interesting fellow.”

At the word ‘fellow,’ Jang Cheon-woon’s brow slightly furrowed. So he had only heard rumors, but was this bastard really this arrogant?

It was just light teasing, but wasn’t he more sensitive than expected?

Jang Cheon-woon smiled and continued speaking.

“This region is already territory of the Seong Jak Alliance. The Heavenly Righteousness Alliance withdrew from here long ago…”

“Do you know where this is?”

At Woon-hwi’s interrupting words, Jang Cheon-woon stopped speaking.

But the content was also quite strange. Do you know where this is?

“Of course I know. This place is Seong Jak-ju…”

“No. This is Cheon-ha.”

Jang Cheon-woon’s expression hardened.

“Cheon-ha…? What exactly are you saying…”

“Since I have become Cheon Su-sa, there should be no place in Cheon-ha where heavenly righteousness does not reach.”

Woon-hwi’s steps moved forward. The disciples of the Gangcheon Sword Sect all took defensive stances in unison, but Woon-hwi did not stop.

Eventually, Woon-hwi arrived right in front of Jang Cheon-woon.

“…Hmm… Cheon Su-sa. Now that I think about it, there’s something that bothers me.”

“Speak.”

“No matter how much you are Cheon Su-sa, shouldn’t you maintain mutual courtesy?”

“Mutual courtesy?”

“I’m quite a senior in the martial world, and I’ve built up my own influence in Seong Jak-ju, yet your words are too curt…”

“I am more broad-minded than I appear.”

At this nonsensical statement, Jang Cheon-woon blinked.

Woon-hwi continued speaking.

“Whether you engage in a battle of wills or a battle of justification against me, I’ll let it slide once.”

“…”

“I’ll let today’s matter slide. So get moving to Cheon Ryong Palace right now.”

“…It seems you have other places to visit.”

“Do I need to answer that?”

“…”

“Stop talking nonsense and go.”

It was when Woon-hwi was about to turn around.

“Now that I think about it, I have urgent business today.”

Woon-hwi hesitated, and Manager Seong, who was also about to turn around, hesitated as well.

“I don’t particularly want to go, and going seems strange too. I’m just thinking of having a cup of tea here. While looking at the sea.”

He chuckled.

“It sounds like you want to continue enjoying the power you’ve held as the Seong Jak Alliance.”

“You’ve seen it correctly. I have something called pride, and I understand that several members of the Seong Jak Alliance have already shown their faces.”

“So?”

“So I don’t want to go. The Heavenly Righteousness Alliance is on the verge of dissolution, and even if people flock from the Central Plains to revive it, nothing will change…”

“O Dae Geom-jong?”

“…Pardon?”

“Or the Martial Alliance?”

“…What are you saying now…”

“It’s certainly not the Four Heaven Alliance, so then is it the Thunder Lightning Demon Sect?”

Jang Cheon-woon frowned as if he still didn’t understand.

“To make such a judgment without anyone’s intervention… Yes, I think I know. What kind of bastard you are.”

“…Bastard?”

Woon-hwi drew the Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword from his waist.

“…You’re drawing your sword? What does this mean?”

“You couldn’t possibly not know, so do I need to explain?”

“…Please leave. I can overlook not maintaining mutual courtesy, but if you cross the line any further, I’ll have no choice.”

Woon-hwi did not answer his question.

“Manager Seong.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“The guests are waiting, so I’m thinking of hurrying. If anyone interferes, subdue them, and if they cross the line, kill them.”

A chilling smile bloomed on Manager Seong’s lips.

“I obey.”

Jang Cheon-woon and all the martial artists of the Gangcheon Sword Sect were greatly flustered. They had heard he was called a madman, but they didn’t know he was this much of a madman.

“Are you really… going to try it? Does the Gangcheon Sword Sect… and the solidity of this Seong Jak-ju that we’ve built look so trivial to you?”

“How can a martial artist chatter with his mouth?”

He pointed the Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword and continued speaking.

“Come.”

“…You crazy…”

“If you won’t come, then I’ll go.”

Woon-hwi kicked off from his position.

* * *

Jang Cheon-woon’s aura changed.

Since this madman wanted to try, if he didn’t accept this as a martial artist, his dignity would fall to the ground.

In an instant, the surrounding air became humid.

“It seems you don’t know well since you came from Sae-oe, but this is the Central Plains.”

He planned to beat him to the brink of death.

Arrogant bastard.

Immediately, Jang Cheon-woon’s hand sliced through the air and extended.

Mountain Breaking Palm.

Tremendous palm force surged like a wave.

Woon-hwi did not dodge. He simply raised his left hand lightly.

Bang-!

The palm force struck his palm.

Everyone watched with surprised eyes.

Jang Cheon-woon’s Mountain Breaking Palm was known as a martial art with the weight of a mountain. For a martial artist of the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin to catch it with bare hands was an impossible thing.

Moreover, deflecting it makes even less sense.

That’s right.

Woon-hwi had deflected it.

The moment it touched Jang Cheon-woon’s force, he slightly twisted his arm. It was an exquisite technique, a skill that couldn’t be performed without mastering all the principles of how energy flows.

The moment Jang Cheon-woon’s energy struck the air, Woon-hwi’s legs pushed off the ground.

“Ho… oh…?”

Jang Cheon-woon let out a strange exclamation as his side was struck.

Crack-!

Woon-hwi’s fist struck hard.

Jang Cheon-woon’s brow furrowed as if it hurt a little, and a shadow fell across his face.

Soon after, Woon-hwi’s heel came down toward his head.

Jang Cheon-woon couldn’t even perceive that Woon-hwi had lifted his foot.

It was amazing.

He could clearly understand how he had defeated warriors of higher realms.

Woon-hwi’s ability to manipulate and sense energy was unparalleled. This must be talent.

He wasn’t called a genius for nothing, but unfortunately, that talent had limits.

Setting aside deflecting, blocking, and neutralizing attacks, delivering effective strikes to warriors of higher realms was an entirely different matter.

It was clear from when Woon-hwi’s fist struck his side just now.

In the end, if it went to a prolonged battle, he could toy with him despite his brilliant talent.

Jang Cheon-woon twisted his body to the side and swung his fist.

Kwang-!

As his fist struck the ankle hard, Woon-hwi’s body spun in the air.

It was chilling.

He threw his head back with all his might. Feeling it wasn’t enough, he quickly stepped back two paces.

Slash-!

The Jinwha Cheonryeong Sword, carrying centrifugal force, barely grazed past his throat.

‘…Indeed. It wasn’t just empty reputation.’

He drew up his internal energy.

Heavenly Sea Three Martial Arts.

Thirteen Wave Style.

Jang Cheon-woon’s body began to ripple like water. His body moved as flexibly as if it had actually transformed into water.

He immediately drew the massive blade from his back and swung it.

Sea God Thirteen Blade.

Each time he swung the blade, moisture in the air gathered and moved like actual streams of water.

1st Form, Tsunami Blade.

As Woon-hwi twisted his body, it struck the ground in front of him.

Kwarrrrrung-!!

The ground collapsed.

Jang Cheon-woon didn’t stop.

2nd Form, Storm Wave Blade.

3rd Form, Sea River Blade.

It was a series of consecutive attacks.

Slash-! Slash-!

This was truly shocking.

He was clearly swinging with killing intent, yet all of them only grazed around Woon-hwi.

If there was anything he managed to cut, it would be the hem of his long robe.

But he wasn’t swinging to cut such things.

“…No matter how talented… how can this be…?”

Just as Jang Cheon-woon showed an expression of disbelief.

Slice-!

Woon-hwi’s sword cut a long gash across his left shoulder.

Jang Cheon-woon gritted his teeth.

12th Form, Vast Sea.

All the moisture around gathered toward him.

Water was drawn up from the sea, and all the humidity in the air gathered to form a massive water barrier around him.

“Die-!”

The water barrier rushed toward Woon-hwi.

That was the moment.

Heavenly Snow Domain.

As the snow turned white, the water barrier froze in mid-air.

Though surprised, he had predicted this much. That technique called Heavenly Snow Domain created by Seol Jung-cheon had long since become established as Snow Palace’s representative martial art.

It freezes the surrounding energy, but there’s no way he could maintain that constantly.

Above all, the range.

He had definitely anticipated this range.

Killing intent flickered in Jang Cheon-woon’s eyes. Though a prolonged battle was the correct answer, as a master of the Body Establishment Boundary, he didn’t want to drag it out that long. Hadn’t a perfect opening just appeared?

He immediately brought down his blade.

13th Form, Heaven-Breaking Sea River Blade.

His intention was clearly to cut through both the ice barrier and Woon-hwi beyond it in one strike.

That intention succeeded.

Slice-!

With a hair-raising sound, everything before his eyes split left and right.

However, Woon-hwi wasn’t there.

“What…?”

Greatly flustered, Jang Cheon-woon.

Got goosebumps from the strange melody surrounding him.

What is this.

Why does it sound like singing.

He turned his head. He could see Woon-hwi.

He had no chance to do anything.

A fierce wind whirled up from beneath his feet.

I rebuke the corruption of Murim.

Sweeping away century-old evil practices.

With my sword I shall establish new order.

Like a fierce wind sweeping the world.

I shall sweep away all old things.

Heaven-Defying Vast Sword.

Second Song, Raging Wind Chasing Soul Technique.

What started from his feet began tearing apart Jang Cheon-woon’s lower body in sequence, and began enveloping his upper body as well.

Woon-hwi’s physical form that he had lost track of and the amplified Heo Hyeon Energy.

Jang Cheon-woon was far too weak to handle all of this.

“Keu… Keuaaaak-!!”

At the scream that seemed to contain all the pain in the world, all the warriors of Gangcheon Wave Gate including Manager Seong turned their gazes.

In their eyes, they could clearly see.

Jang Cheon-woon sitting down in place, engulfed by the fierce wind.

And the sight of Woon-hwi striking the back of his head hard with a hand blade.

Crack-!

With that sound, Jang Cheon-woon collapsed to the ground, and the fierce wind subsided.

Woon-hwi, who had sheathed the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom at his waist as if it were an everyday occurrence, turned around.

“Manager Seong.”

“…Yes. Young Master.”

“Carry him and follow me.”

“…I… obey your command.”

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