Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 230

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Chapter 230

“From now on, I intend to become a hegemon. Why do you think I left the Snow Palace?”

Silence flowed.

“It was to walk my own path.”

At that moment, the air in the pavilion began to grow heavy.

“You said you would use me as a sword, but Yang Seol-jin said something similar. That I could become the strongest sword capable of removing obstacles for the reconstruction of the Thousand Year Demon Cult… To devour the Snow Palace… Let’s work together…”

Woon-hwi’s voice gradually grew colder.

“Yang Seol-jin was stupid and incompetent. And as you saw with Seo Hyo’s case, I have no interest in whether the Thousand Year Demon Cult is rebuilt or whatever they do. I have no intention of stopping it either.”

“Why not?”

“Do I need to stop it?”

Woon-hwi’s gaze sharpened.

“This is the Murim. In the Murim, when a martial artist wants to do something, there must be sufficient justification to stop it, but unfortunately I have no such justification, nor do I intend to create one.”

Just as Hwa Mu-nyeom frowned and was about to speak, Woon-hwi continued.

“To be honest, I’m a bit curious.”

“Curious? About what?”

“What kind of world it would be if the Thousand Year Demon Cult were rebuilt.”

At Woon-hwi’s words, everyone in the room tensed.

“If you ask me to lend my strength in that process, I can do so, but then you should also lend me your strength in return, shouldn’t you?”

“…”

“Yang Seol-jin promised me power in the Snow Palace as payment for using me as a sword. In that process, he even hinted at several plans to help eliminate the remaining Polar Descendants. Wasn’t that truly arrogant?”

Woon-hwi’s atmosphere darkened. The surrounding air reacted to each and every word.

Hwa Mu-nyeom’s eyes twitched at this strange phenomenon.

“I want to become a hegemon who embraces everything, and in that process, he would kill my family and my people? His proposal was an insult to me.”

“Sometimes, to gain something, one must lose something great.”

“That’s why I took up the sword – to avoid that.”

“Hmm…”

“I am greedy. I live to seize what I want without losing what is mine. Yang Seol-jin, who only offered me such trivial things, met a rather miserable end as you know.”

Yang Seol-jin was imprisoned in the underground prison, but publicly it was known that he was torn limb from limb and became food for wild dogs.

That’s how it was known.

The air grew heavy. The martial artists of the Silent Society unconsciously stiffened their bodies. Even Manager Seong was looking at Woon-hwi with surprised eyes.

Hwa Mu-nyeom was especially affected.

Even if others didn’t know, Hwa Mu-nyeom could clearly feel it.

The compressed anger flowing from Woon-hwi’s body.

It was surprising. No, shocking.

A mere Five Energy Harmonizing Origin martial artist was affecting the surrounding environment even without showing emotions on the surface. What Hwa Mu-nyeom felt through his skin and senses from Woon-hwi.

Was making him feel even more extraordinary.

‘This boy… was he this much?’

It wasn’t about his will.

This aura emanating from him.

This presence.

These things could only be shown by a ‘true martial artist’.

Hwa Mu-nyeom’s hand trembled subtly.

It was certain.

This boy before his eyes was real.

He was a different breed of true martial artist from the countless fools common in the Murim.

“I hope Senior Hwa will not make the same mistake as Yang Seol-jin.”

“…Are you telling me not to go against your will or get ahead of myself?”

“That’s right.”

“Good. I understand what you mean perfectly. Then can we consider that we’re walking the same path from this moment?”

Woon-hwi looked at Hwa Mu-nyeom. There was something dangerous in that gaze.

“Do you know how Yang Seol-jin became Vice Palace Lord?”

“…”

“When I investigated, it was quite fierce. Eliminating and bringing down competitors, forcibly creating problems and then becoming the hero who solved them… traveling around the Martial Alliance, Sichuan Sect, and Central Plains bringing enormous benefits to the Snow Palace… Yes, no matter that Yang Seol-jin was the lord of Cheon Lim, these weren’t things he could do alone. In the end, you people put him on that throne. In the position of Vice Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.”

Woon-hwi’s voice grew even lower.

“Please keep just this one thing in mind.”

Woon-hwi glared at Hwa Mu-nyeom with a cold face. Everyone in the pavilion held their breath.

“I am not Yang Seol-jin.”

An overwhelming aura enveloped the entire room.

“If you try to use me like Yang Seol-jin, it will truly be the greatest mistake since the Silent Society’s existence.”

When Woon-hwi finished speaking, the room fell into complete silence.

Hwa Mu-nyeom barely managed to speak.

“…It sounds like you’re saying you’ll handle the Snow Palace matters yourself, so what is it that you want?”

Woon-hwi sat back down and smiled.

“It’s simple. First, treat me as an equal partner.”

“An equal partner…”

“I am not your subordinate. Nor am I your sword.”

Woon-hwi lifted his wine cup.

“If you truly wish to cooperate, we must respect each other’s purposes and move in directions that benefit each other.”

Hwa Mu-nyeom let out a deep breath.

“…I understand. Then what’s the second thing?”

The corner of Woon-hwi’s mouth rose slightly.

“I want the path I will walk. And I want the things I wish to achieve on that path.”

“Speak specifically.”

“I will faithfully perform my role as Cheon Su-sa.”

Woon-hwi paused briefly before speaking again.

“And someday I will stand in the position where I truly belong.”

Hwa Mu-nyeom’s gaze changed.

“That position is…”

“It’s not yet time to tell you that.”

Woon-hwi shook his head.

“However, what’s certain is that I need cooperation with you until I reach that position.”

“And we need you.”

“That’s right.”

Woon-hwi said as he emptied his wine cup.

“But remember this. I will not be controlled.”

“Good. I understand. Then to strengthen our relationship with each other, will you listen to my story?”

“If it’s Senior Hwa’s words, I’ll listen carefully.”

“A secret realm will soon appear at Seong Lim Mountain.”

“What kind of secret realm?”

“A secret realm of the Thousand Year Demon Cult.”

Woon-hwi’s brow furrowed slightly, and Manager Seong’s brow also furrowed.

“Could you bring the treasures that will emerge from that secret realm?”

Hwa Mu-nyeom spoke in a requesting tone, not a commanding one.

Since they had decided to join hands as equals rather than as superior and subordinate, this was natural.

“When will it appear?”

“In a month.”

“A month later. I understand. Please come to Cheon Ryong Palace here the day after the secret realm appears.”

“How refreshingly straightforward. Yes, I’ll do that.”

Woon-hwi stopped Hwa Mu-nyeom who was about to get up from his seat.

“I have a few more things I’m curious about.”

“Go ahead.”

“You mentioned Muk Se-hoe, what is your position there?”

Hwa Mu-nyeom smiled.

“Vice Leader.”

“I’m also curious about those people over there.”

Glancing at the ten Muk Se-hoe martial artists sitting in their seats, Hwa Mu-nyeom spoke quietly.

“I see you’re curious about the organizational structure. Good. I’ll explain it clearly. Our Muk Se-hoe has a system consisting of the Leader, Vice Leader, and Heaven-Earth-Human . Heavenly-ranked Martial Artists, Earth-ranked Martial Artists, Human-ranked Martial Artists. All ten people here are Earth-ranked Martial Artists.”

He was momentarily surprised.

All ten people over there were at least at the Divine Transformation Realm or higher, and about two in the middle seemed to be around the Heaven-Human Realm level, yet all of these people were Earth-ranked, not even Heavenly-ranked?

“Are the Heavenly-ranked Martial Artists those who have reached the Five Realms of Martial God like Senior Hwa?”

“Hehe… That’s about right.”

“May I know the numbers?”

“You’re quite curious about many things.”

“I judge that it wouldn’t hurt to know.”

“Well… You would need to compare it with that of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace… Fine. I’ll tell you. Muk Se-hoe has a total of eight Heavenly-ranked Martial Artists.”

As soon as he heard those words, Woon-hwi’s eyes sparkled.

There were as many as eight at the Five Realms of Martial God, and if you counted Vice Leader Hwa Mu-nyeom and the unknown Leader who were also at the Five Realms of Martial God, that made a total of ten people.

Ten people.

This was truly a large number.

Gathering martial artists of this caliber in one place was not easy.

Above all, he didn’t think all of them were loyal to Yu Cheong. They had simply united for ‘one purpose.’

Surprisingly.

He felt like he could steal them away and use them as a blade to threaten Yu Cheong’s neck.

“This should be enough for a first meeting, so let’s meet again in a month.”

Everyone including Hwa Mu-nyeom withdrew like that.

Manager Seong approached Woon-hwi and asked.

“…Could it be true?”

As Manager Seong, he couldn’t help but be suspicious.

No, martial artists at the Five Realms of Martial God level weren’t so common that they were a dime a dozen, yet there were as many as ten included?

Not only that, but there would be dozens more Earth-ranked Martial Artists below them.

This wasn’t a joke – it was enough force to overturn not only the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace but even the Martial Alliance and Sichuan Sect right now.

Naturally, it was right to judge it skeptically. But Woon-hwi didn’t.

“It’s probably not a lie.”

“…No way.”

“Wouldn’t you need that much to rebuild something like the Thousand Year Demon Cult?”

As mentioned several times, Yu Cheong had many protective forces.

Cheon Rim was only a part of it.

Above all, in his previous life, the Thousand Year Demon Cult had definitely been rebuilt. Woon-hwi was being chased by pursuers so he couldn’t investigate in detail, but he could tell just by looking at how things were going.

Cheon Rim, which had been disbanded long ago.

However, the Thousand Year Demon Cult was completely rebuilt.

Muk Se-hoe was probably the main force.

“I thought it would take longer, but I’ve grasped the reality.”

Manager Seong flinched.

Because Woon-hwi was smiling now.

“A force that operates in the shadows with retired martial artists… How ingenious.”

It was truly ingenious.

Usually, those who had washed their hands of martial arts definitely turned their backs on Murim. But no one tried to find out in detail what they were doing or where they were wandering around.

Because they had retired.

Even if someone discovered them wandering around, there was nothing they could say about it.

Who could say anything to a retired person who was just strolling around the neighborhood as if going for a walk and appreciating the scenery?

Laughter burst out.

“Using the unconventional to build foundations… Interesting.”

Woon-hwi drained his wine cup and spoke briefly.

“Send a letter to Seo Hyo.”

“What should I send?”

“Have him compile a complete list of all martial artists at the Divine Transformation Realm or higher among those who retired within the last 20 years and send it, and also inform him about the existence of Muk Se-hoe. Can you do that?”

“I’ll send it right away.”

Woon-hwi got up from his seat and headed to his residence.

He planned to recover his body as quickly as possible.

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