Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 350

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Chapter 350
“The realm of Dao Transformation Authority Truth is not reached through force. When the mind is prepared, it unfolds naturally.”
Seol Woon-hwi rose to his feet as he spoke.
“You have already completed all preparations, Leader. Now you need only empty your mind and wait.”
“But when will….”
“It seems you do not yet realize it yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“Now.”
The moment Seol Woon-hwi finished speaking, subtle changes began to manifest within Hwa Mu-nyeom’s body. His qi was transforming. The sharp, blade-like aura he had carried until now was shifting into something gentle yet profound—like the depths of an endless ocean.
Sensing this transformation, Hwa Mu-nyeom’s wide-open eyes closed immediately.
Settling naturally into the Lotus Position, his form became as stable and enduring as an ancient tree.
Seol Woon-hwi descended quietly from the pavilion.
The ascension into Dao Transformation Authority Truth had begun.
Creating distance between himself and the pavilion, Seol Woon-hwi observed quietly.
The transition from Limitless Divine Manifestation to Dao Transformation Authority Truth was an extraordinarily perilous process.
One misstep could lead to Qi Deviation, and in severe cases, the reversal of internal energy could render one crippled.
A figure approached Seol Woon-hwi as he stood vigil.
“The stabilized Heavenly Righteousness Alliance will grow even more formidable now.”
It was Seo Hyo, who had become the Vice Leader of the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance.
He scratched his head with an awkward expression.
“My apologies. I simply could not help but listen to the conversation between masters of Limitless Divine Manifestation and a Great One. I should not have done so.”
Seol Woon-hwi shook his head.
Conversations between masters naturally often carry profound enlightenment within them.
Especially in circumstances such as these, there is nothing more to say.
It was truly rare for Seol Woon-hwi to speak in terms suited to the realm of Dao Transformation Authority Truth.
Even though Seo Hyo lived as a merchant, his fundamental nature remained that of a martial artist.
For a martial artist to witness such a moment and simply withdraw would be a disqualification as a martial artist.
“I understand. Do not reproach yourself.”
“…Thank you. Truly, the heart of a Great One is indeed vaster than the heavens themselves.”
“Enough of such words. Did it prove helpful?”
Seo Hyo scratched his head again.
“There is… one thing that troubles me slightly.”
“Speak freely.”
“The Leader, who was once Vice Leader of the Silent World Society, surely harbors a dream of rebuilding the Thousand Year Demon Cult. I share that dream as well. Yet you said that his and mine differ… I confess I do not fully understand.”
Seol Woon-hwi gazed toward the pavilion, paused briefly, then spoke.
“Seo Hyo, why do you seek to rebuild the Thousand Year Demon Cult?”
“Because… the Thousand Year Demon Cult is the only organization capable of creating true order within the Murim.”
“Is that all?”
Seo Hyo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
“No. To speak honestly… I possess something akin to a destiny.”
“Destiny?”
“Do you not know the meaning of my name?”
“The dawn of the west.”
“You know what lies in the west. Heavenly Mountain stands there. And in that place….”
“The main sect of the Thousand Year Demon Cult once existed.”
“Yes. I was born in that place, which fell during the Thousand Year Chaos. More precisely, in a small village near Heavenly Mountain.”
Deep emotion resonated in Seo Hyo’s voice.
“I have heard it since childhood. The winds blowing from Heavenly Mountain carry the spirits of the old Demon Cult. And someday, someone will awaken that spirit once more.”
Even Seol Woon-hwi, who had only suspected as much, was hearing it stated so directly for the first time.
“So the reconstruction of the Thousand Year Demon Cult became your dream.”
“Rather than a dream… I would say it is a mission. Every moment of my life has been directed toward it.”
Seol Woon-hwi gazed at Seo Hyo and spoke.
“That is precisely the difference between you and Hwa Mu-nyeom.”
“What difference is that?”
“For Hwa Mu-nyeom, the Thousand Year Demon Cult is a means. A tool for establishing order in the world. But for you, it is the purpose itself.”
Seo Hyo’s eyes widened and he nodded.
“That is correct. For me, the Thousand Year Demon Cult is everything.”
“That is also why it is dangerous.”
“Dangerous, you say?”
Seol Woon-hwi pointed toward the pavilion where Hwa Mu-nyeom sat.
“Do you know what Hwa Mu-nyeom realized there? A transformation from vengeance to protection. A change from destruction to preservation.”
“What does that have to do with me?”
“You are now bound by the name Thousand Year Demon Cult. You are prepared to do anything for that name, and it has become your very identity.”
Seo Hyo’s expression began to harden gradually.
“But what truly matters is not the name Thousand Year Demon Cult itself, but the values it pursues. Order, justice, and peace in the Murim. These should be your true purpose.”
“Are you saying I am thinking incorrectly?”
“Not incorrect, but limited.”
Seol Woon-hwi placed a hand on Seo Hyo’s shoulder.
“If you are bound by the name Thousand Year Demon Cult, you may sometimes make wrong choices for that name. But if you focus on the true values, you can achieve that purpose even without the Thousand Year Demon Cult.”
“….”
“I am not denying your destiny. I am only asking you to consider what that destiny’s true meaning really is.”
Seo Hyo remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.
“Then what do you think I should do, Great One?”
“Continue as you are. Grow the Heavenly Righteousness Alliance, establish order in the Murim, and realize justice. Through that process, the spirit of the Thousand Year Demon Cult will naturally be revived.”
“The spirit, not the name….”
“Exactly. The name is merely the outer shell. What truly matters is the meaning contained within.”
It was a truth so clear it required no emphasis.
The name Thousand Year Demon Cult is a symbol of fear, dread, and reverence.
To merely brandish the name is foolish.
To become a true Thousand Year Demon Cult, one must possess at least the power and prestige of the current Origin Blood Sect.
A name alone—Thousand Year Demon Cult—how was that any different from children playing games in back alleys?
This was why, despite harboring dreams of rebuilding the Thousand Year Demon Cult for over centuries, no one had actually taken action.
“Everything that exists in this world ultimately requires a solid foundation to support it.”
“Great One, it seems you are gazing far too distant into the future.”
“Is it difficult to follow?”
“It is difficult, but I will do my best to keep pace.”
Seol Woon-hwi smiled softly.
“A fine attitude. I will protect the Alliance Leader, so go and attend to the accumulated duties.”
Strictly speaking, the Vice Alliance Leader held a higher position than Cheon Ui Jung-jeong, but there was no one here to witness it anyway.
Seo Hyo performed a respectful cupped fist salute.
“I shall do so. And if there is anything you require, please do not hesitate to tell me.”
With that, Seo Hyo took his leave.
Time passed.
Many visitors came in intervals.
Manager Seong arrived, newly appointed Elders came, and members of the Silent World Society came.
Unfortunately, his daughter Hwa Mu-ryeong and Dong Mu-rin did not.
Hwa Mu-ryeong, who had stepped down from her position as Cheonsu-sa, had become the Grand Elder of Hondo Maryeom Palace and was operating it alongside Dong Mu-rin, while the former Unit Commander of Hwasung Division had newly assumed the position of Cheonsu-sa and inherited her duties.
In any case, after concluding brief conversations with all of them, Seol Woon-hwi had spent exactly two days in this place.
During those two days, Seol Woon-hwi had made his decision.
Before long, Hwa Mu-nyeom slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze now held a depth it had never possessed before—like the eyes of an ancient tree that had endured countless seasons, carrying a gentleness that seemed capable of embracing all things in this world.
“Congratulations, Alliance Leader.”
At Seol Woon-hwi’s words of congratulation, Hwa Mu-nyeom smiled.
“Thank you. Without you, this would have been impossible.”
“The Alliance Leader was already prepared. I merely pointed the direction.”
Hwa Mu-nyeom rose from his seat. His movements were completely different from before—more natural, more harmonious.
“Now I understand. What Dao Transformation Authority Truth is.”
“What is it?”
“Becoming one with the world. My martial way becomes part of the world, and the world becomes part of my martial way.”
Hwa Mu-nyeom continued, gazing at the Go Board.
“Now I see this board’s meaning differently. It is not victory that matters, but harmony.”
“Precisely. That is the very essence of Dao Transformation Authority Truth.”
Seol Woon-hwi spoke, observing Hwa Mu-nyeom who had ascended to Dao Transformation Authority Truth.
It was the decision he had made in his heart while serving as his Dharma Protector for those two days.
“I now intend to step down from my position as Cheon Ui Jung-jeong and return to Snow Mountain.”
Hwa Mu-nyeom’s expression hardened.

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