Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 251

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Chapter 4
It was the moment Hye Jung-san completely withdrew from Cheon Ryong Palace.
I lowered the Hidden Dagger I’d been holding and Manager Seong rushed over to examine the wound.
“This… no… really… are you doing this because you want to see me lose my mind…?”
I laughed and waved my arm.
“I’m fine.”
My voice remained calm. This was what struck him as odd.
“…Are you truly alright? The wound is so severe…?”
“I avoided the vital points. And wounds always heal—what truly matters is that I’ve done the Beggar Sect Leader a favor.”
“Will he remove the Vice Leader?”
“He will.”
The light in Hye Jung-san’s eyes in that final moment had been genuine.
In my previous life, the Beggar Sect was truly a mess.
In my memory, the Beggar Sect Leader was Jin Mu-hyeok.
The current Vice Leader, Jin Mu-hyeok, will poison Hye Jung-san approximately four years from this point and become the Leader.
From that moment on, the Beggar Sect becomes nothing but a tool for the Original Blood Sect, and those core members of the Beggar Sect who resented this fact rose up in rebellion, only to be expelled or eliminated.
The Beggar Sect’s reputation crumbles to dust, and its power withers.
Jin Mu-hyeok, now the Leader, will die approximately twenty years later, and as if waiting for that moment, the Grand Elder of the Original Blood Sect, Yeong Woon-seong, places his confidant in the Beggar Sect’s leadership and uses it as his private organization.
Of course, “as if waiting” is merely a courtesy.
Jin Mu-hyeok is eliminated by Yeong Woon-seong.
My memory is somewhat hazy on the details.
‘His head was crushed.’
That’s what will happen in the future.
Merely.
It makes no sense to fear the Beggar Sect—a group that bows and scrapes before some Grand Elder like Yeong Woon-seong, following his every command.
The one who rules such a Beggar Sect lacks even the will to remove someone of such mediocre caliber in the future, and that’s what leads to the sect’s collapse.
This.
These complex reasons are more than sufficient for me to dismiss them. I know who these people are, and if I orchestrate the board and move from the shadows, I’m confident I can achieve not just the same result but an even better one.
That’s why my attitude toward the Beggar Sect has always been consistent.
Because I’ve always been confident I could devour them whenever I wished.
“What will happen from now on?”
To Manager Seong’s question, I spoke quietly.
“Well, if things flow in a different direction than in my previous life… Hye Jung-san will become a hero who saved the Beggar Sect.”
“Right now he seemed like a tiger with its fangs pulled. Do you think it’s possible?”
“It will happen. If he reclaims the brilliance he possessed when he earned the alias Divine Physician of Nine Desolations, the Beggar Sect will truly be reborn anew.”
In the Central Plains, there exists a place called Samrok Lake.
Nine regions centered around that place, and the dozens of sects belonging to those regions, once clashed with the Beggar Sect, and Hye Jung-san, who was Vice Leader at the time, led the Beggar Sect’s elite and swept through all nine regions, earning himself the alias Divine Physician of Nine Desolations.
And with that achievement, he inherited the position of Beggar Sect Leader.
Though it was fifty years ago, the tale of how Hye Jung-san, who was at the Heaven-Human Realm at that time, defeated two martial artists also at the Heaven-Human Realm, then fought a hundred martial artists the next day, and on the day after that simultaneously faced five hundred martial artists and three Heaven-Human Realm martial artists and emerged victorious—that legend is still passed down today.
That’s why I, who have no particular interest in the Beggar Sect’s history, know these details so precisely.
At that level of achievement, one comes to know things whether one wishes to or not.
Seol Woon-hwi rose from his seat after staunching his wound and asked.
“What became of that matter you mentioned back then?”
Manager Seong flinched.
Though he wished otherwise, sighs continued to escape him.
“…Young Master, might there not be another way? At the very least, must we truly proceed with ‘that’?”
“If I do not, the probability of my death in the Secret Realm two weeks hence is high.”
“….”
“Is that what you wish for?”
I’m losing my mind, Manager Seong muttered thus, his voice dropping as he spoke.
“Preparations are complete. The final medicinal material, the Blood Vessel Fixation Pill, will arrive discreetly at Cheon Ryong Palace sometime today. Once that arrives, everything will be finished.”
Seol Woon-hwi nodded.
“Not bad at all.”
No matter what methods I employ.
In my current state, I cannot defeat Jang I-cheong, the Manhwa Geom-je.
For Jang I-cheong is no ordinary martial artist of the Heaven-Human Realm.
He is a supreme master with but half a step remaining before reaching Heaven-Human Unity.
Were I merely someone who had just ascended to the Heaven-Human Realm, it might be different, but this opponent is beyond my reach.
No matter how well I read my opponent’s moves and strike first, Jang I-cheong judges and moves faster still.
The difference in realm could ultimately be viewed as a difference in the span of time one has lived.
I had narrowed that temporal gap by using my previous life’s experience as a foundation, fighting thus.
That is how I had been able to contend with martial artists of higher realms.
But a difference of four realms is truly vast.
Even narrowing the temporal gap, it falls far short of reaching Jang I-cheong’s time.
Thus, I had to devise a strategy.
Because of my wide blood vessels, I had intended to raise my realm slowly if possible, but this time there was no choice.
“We begin tomorrow.”
“…Understood.”
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Jang I-cheong, the Cheonsu Temple Master of Gangbuk Province and famous by the alias Manhwa Geom-je, could not help but let out a hollow laugh.
“Foolish bastard.”
The report he had just received from his subordinate was absurd.
Recently, Seol Woon-hwi had been slaughtering all the Beggar Sect disciples of Seongchakju, including Ham Jang-sik.
The reported number alone exceeded one hundred.
Do not misunderstand. This is merely the reported figure.
If one included the unreported numbers, it would likely far exceed two hundred.
To commit such atrocities and then believe the Beggar Sect’s headquarters would remain silent—that transcends mere carelessness and enters the realm of stupidity.
All expected that figures of Seven Knot Beggar rank and above from the Beggar Sect would take action.
That relations between the Eternal Snow Palace and the Beggar Sect would rapidly deteriorate and war might now commence.
Many had thought thus. Jang I-cheong was among them.
The promise to settle things in the Secret Realm had been pushed aside. Before that could happen, he was likely to be killed by the Beggar Sect.
But this.
Developed in a somewhat unexpected direction.
None other than Hye Jung-san, the Sect Leader of the Beggar Sect himself, had stepped forward personally.
Though he was now called a toothless tiger, in the past he had been a fearsome figure—and he had met with Seol Woon-hwi in a private audience.
And in that meeting, he had supposedly subdued Seol Woon-hwi.
But.
“He was subdued yet did not retreat?”
“Yes. He said that the Beggar Sect Master had done something worthy of death, and if it was to repay Ham Jang-sik’s grudge, then kill him right now—or if you cannot do that, then withdraw your hand. That is what he said.”
“He… truly said such things before Hye Jung-san?”
“Yes.”
It was absurd.
“I knew he was mad, but not to this extent.”
Hye Jung-san is a clever man.
Judging that he could not simply leave Seol Woon-hwi alone, he launched another attack, but this time too Seol Woon-hwi did not retreat.
On that day, Hye Jung-san reportedly left behind these words.
-I sought to kill a tiger cub, yet your spirit is truly admirable. Would that I had not known—but now, should I kill you, I myself would surely become tainted. Let us seek a path where both may withdraw.
These were words spoken directly from the mouth of Hye Jung-san, who had come forth from Seongchakju.
The conclusion was simple.
Seol Woon-hwi survived, and a branch of the Beggar Sect would be re-established in Seongchakju, with Jang Seok—a man whom Seol Woon-hwi had managed in Yang Ling-ju—appointed as the branch chief.
Though Hye Jung-san appeared somewhat pushed back, what mattered was Seol Woon-hwi’s current condition.

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