Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

From an assassin’s perspective, if one had to infiltrate Ju-ryeong Sword Gate in the current situation, where would be the best route?

There were a total of three routes an outsider could use to infiltrate Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.

The first was the gorge leading to the main gate of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.

However, less than two hours had passed since the sect leaders of the three sects were murdered, and over a hundred warriors were standing guard there with ironclad vigilance.

The second was the back mountain of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate. That place, where treacherous cliffs stretched for a thousand zhang, was one of the most famous scenic spots boasting rare beauty in Yang-ryeong County.

Even normally, fifty elite warriors guarded that place, and in the current situation, that number would have doubled.

And finally, the third route. The underground waterway that led beneath the eastern wall of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.

That place was created to handle water flowing down from the mountains.

It had existed since a hundred years ago when Ju-ryeong Sword Gate first established itself, and unlike other places, only five warriors patrolled this area.

The reason there were so few was because they judged that no fool would infiltrate through this route.

The Sect Leader Hall of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate where Han So-cheon was located was quite far from the drainage canal, so if one were to infiltrate, they would choose the first or second routes, never the third.

Simply.

Woon-hwi had chosen the third route.

At the moment when everyone’s attention was focused on the main gate and back mountain, a shadow seeped beneath the wall of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate’s back garden.

It was Woon-hwi.

His footsteps were soundless, as if walking on clouds. There was no one who could detect the stealth created by the Traceless Ghost Shadow Step.

Woon-hwi, who had leisurely entered the interior, encountered the first patrol group at the edge of the back garden.

After releasing the Traceless Ghost Shadow Step, he drew the sword from his waist.

“Who… who are you!!”

The eight warriors who shouted this saw it.

A sword shining brightly in the moonlight beneath the heavy snow falling from the sky.

And that sword rapidly approaching them.

The first attack was aimed at the neck of the warrior standing in front.

With a slicing sound, the warrior’s head shot up into the sky.

Next was the warrior beside him.

Slash—!

This time too, it was his neck.

Blood spurted like a fountain along with the sound of flesh being torn.

Before the blood from the severed neck could touch the ground, Woon-hwi’s sword was already moving toward the next target.

“Seol… Woon…!”

The third warrior’s cry was cut off midway.

Woon-hwi’s sword had pierced through his chest. The moment he twisted and pulled out the blade, the warrior’s heart popped out along the sword edge.

The remaining warriors all moved at once. Their swords flew toward Woon-hwi. But Woon-hwi could see all their movements. Stepping with Snow Cloud Step, he moved like swimming between their sword strikes.

Slash.

The third warrior’s both arms fell off from his shoulders.

Slice.

The fourth warrior’s waist was split in two.

Crack.

The fifth warrior’s neck broke from being struck by the sword sheath.

The smell of blood filled the back garden.

The remaining three warriors now had faces filled with terror.

“Run… run away!”

The moment they turned their backs, Woon-hwi’s killing intent surged up.

He kicked off from his position and swung his sword widely.

Heavenly Ice Flower.

Three heads flew up into the air simultaneously.

Soon, Woon-hwi shook off the blood from his sword and moved forward.

He encountered about two patrol groups on the way, but he simply passed by them.

Woon-hwi walked unhesitatingly toward the quarters near the Sect Leader Hall where Han So-cheon would be, and thus arrived.

Three men were visible at the entrance.

He ran straight toward them.

At the same time they turned their heads.

Slash—!

One man’s head shot up.

Stab—!

One man’s heart was pierced.

Clang—!

One man barely deflected Woon-hwi’s sword, but couldn’t block Woon-hwi’s following kick that struck his heart hard.

Crack.

“Cough… cough…”

The neck of the warrior who collapsed clutching his shattered heart.

Slash—!

He cut it off just like that.

He raised his head to look at the door in front.

He moved forward and threw it open.

And at that moment, through the opened door, a sharp streak of sword light extended toward Woon-hwi.

Immediately, Woon-hwi spun backward to avoid it. The air where the sword light grazed was torn apart.

“Hahaha…”

A low laughter could be heard.

Soon the door opened completely and a man revealed himself.

The sword in his hand glowed blue under the moonlight.

“For a bastard son of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace to now even play the role of an assassin, the world has truly become vile.”

Woon-hwi, who knew his name from the information obtained through the Beggar Sect, muttered his name in a low voice.

“Hwang So-pyeong.”

The leader of the Sword Command Unit, Neungkwang Sword, Hwang So-pyeong.

A warrior of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

“I originally had thoughts of killing you, but today wasn’t supposed to be the day, yet you’re hastening your own death.”

“Huh… This insolent bastard fails at assassination yet instead of begging for his life, he spouts nonsense.”

“Failure?”

A snicker escaped.

“Unfortunately, I don’t personally execute tasks that would fail. Unlike you.”

“…The way you speak is truly strange. Are you really that Seol Woon-hwi?”

He ignored it.

He had already said yes dozens of times, and there was no point in telling someone who would soon be a corpse again.

“Come.”

“Ha, fine. I’ll split your neck in half with my Neungkwang Heaven-Breaking Sword.”

Hwang So-pyeong immediately kicked off from his position and unleashed the first technique of the Neungkwang Heaven-Breaking Sword.

Light Spirit Heaven Break.

The energy created by the sword blade flew toward Woon-hwi, cutting through the air like a living snake.

However, Woon-hwi didn’t move. Only his eyes glowed coldly.

He simply swung his sword to deflect Hwang So-pyeong’s blade.

Clang—!

“…Hmm…”

Toward Hwang So-pyeong, who swallowed a groan as if the power contained in the sword was beyond imagination, Woon-hwi charged.

His sword extended in a straight line. Hwang So-pyeong, with a startled expression, barely avoided it by turning his head to the side.

Crack—!

But he couldn’t block Woon-hwi’s following kick that struck his right thigh hard.

His body staggers.

Woon-hwi immediately raised his sword upward and struck down mercilessly.

Kwaaaaang-!

With a thunderous roar, Hwang So-pyeong was pushed sliding to the side.

True to his skill as a master of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, he managed to block Woon-hwi’s sword even in his unbalanced state.

His expression was colored with bewilderment, and anyone other than Hwang So-pyeong would have worn the same expression.

“…How… is this possible.”

He was talking about this entire situation of crossing swords and striking at each other.

How could a warrior of Yang Gwang I Hyeon engage in such a fight with a warrior of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown?

It was a situation that made no sense logically.

However, there was something he didn’t know.

Whether Woon-hwi had regressed or not, even before that, there was a reason why four stages like the Flame Qi Four Stages were grouped together and called as one.

The core of the Flame Qi Four Stages was ultimately the Middle Dantian.

When the Middle Dantian begins to open, it’s Yang Gwang I Hyeon; when completely opened, it’s Five Dragon Peak Realm; Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown unifies the Middle and Lower Dantian; and Five Energy Harmonizing Origin completes the True Dantian when unification is fully finished.

In the case of Five Energy Harmonizing Origin, the amplification of internal energy using the True Dantian is beyond imagination, so a Yang Gwang I Hyeon warrior’s head would be severed before they could even swing their sword, but Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown is different.

Depending on individual effort, the results could be overturned.

Especially for someone like Woon-hwi, who had already placed the world beneath his feet in his previous life, overturning that gap was more than possible.

Though he hadn’t fought them, if he could read the movements of Five Energy Harmonizing Origin masters, he could face them.

Woon-hwi was special.

And Woon-hwi had no intention of explaining this to him.

Hwang So-pyeong sprang up from his position and kicked off the ground, unleashing the strongest technique he could deploy.

Light Thunder Heaven Blade.

Lightning-like sword lights began pouring from all directions simultaneously.

The number was roughly twenty-two.

It was certainly a tremendous attack, but at this moment, Woon-hwi’s eyes were looking between the twenty-two sword lights.

Woon-hwi saw the path.

Four paths that would allow him to approach Hwang So-pyeong while avoiding those sword lights.

There was no hesitation. Once judgment was made, action was the right response.

He kicked off the ground.

The twenty-two sword lights tore the side hems of the Snow White Fur Robe that Woon-hwi was wearing, but they didn’t touch his body.

A wide open space.

Hwang So-pyeong’s eyes were colored with despair, while Woon-hwi’s eyes remained calm.

Immediately, Woon-hwi’s hand moved to his waist and grasped the hidden dagger that was inserted there.

Flash Void Single Needle Technique.

The hidden dagger that shot out with lightning speed.

Puuk-!

Struck precisely into Hwang So-pyeong’s neck.

“Kuk…”

As he twisted it, Hwang So-pyeong’s neck bone shattered. He pulled it out.

Leaving behind Hwang So-pyeong’s collapsing corpse, Woon-hwi moved his steps.

The sound of something moving inside the quarters could be heard. It was the small movement of a terrified man, and Woon-hwi didn’t miss it.

He approached that location.

A man trembling with fear and backing away came into view.

It was Han So-cheon.

“Pl… Please spare my life…”

Those words couldn’t slow Woon-hwi’s footsteps.

Eventually, Woon-hwi approached right in front of Han So-cheon and looked down at him with quiet eyes.

“Is Han Jang-kwang still in closed-door training?”

“Yes… Yes, that’s correct.”

“You’ll meet your father in the near future.”

“…What?”

Flash Void Single Needle Technique.

Woon-hwi’s hidden dagger shot out mercilessly and struck Han So-cheon’s neck.

Han So-cheon still seemed to want to live as he grabbed Woon-hwi with both arms, but Woon-hwi’s eyes remained unchanged.

“Do you want to live?”

“Kul-luk… Yes… Ye…”

“I gave you plenty of opportunities, but weren’t you the ones who refused?”

“…Th… at…”

“If it was something you couldn’t handle from the beginning, you shouldn’t have even shown greed.”

“…”

“Since you did, I will now completely annihilate all four of your families. I won’t leave a single ant alive, and that includes your father.”

“Pl… Please…”

“It’s too late.”

He twisted the hidden dagger.

With a cracking sound, his neck bone was crushed, and Woon-hwi silently severed his neck.

Just as he had entered, Woon-hwi exited Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.

He headed to the drainage canal where he had first come, picked up the three heads he had left there, and returned to Seol-ap.

This was exactly what had occurred during one hour after Woon-hwi entered Yang-ryeong County.

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The heavy snow pouring down as if a hole had been punched in the sky showed no signs of stopping easily.

Nevertheless, there was a woman waiting for someone in Seol-ap.

The woman who had been sitting right under the eaves with her knees drawn up and head lowered slowly raised her head.

“Were you waiting?”

It was Woon-hwi.

At Woon-hwi’s words, Won Yang smiled brightly.

“Yes. I was waiting. But the matter you went to handle…”

Her words trailed off. It wasn’t a joke – she had seen the four heads currently held in Woon-hwi’s right hand and was shocked senseless.

Naturally, her eyes widened and her mouth fell open.

“You seem to know who they are.”

“…How could I not know. They’re the sect leaders of the Four Great Sects of Yang Ryeong and… the young sect leader.”

Woon-hwi, who had set the heads down, spoke in a quiet voice.

“Manager Seong.”

Then, as if he had been waiting, he revealed himself from the corner.

Namgung Won Yang was greatly surprised again, having had no idea that Manager Seong was there, but she didn’t interfere.

“Bring the White Tiger Heavenly Garment.”

“…Yes. Young Master.”

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