Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 390

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Chapter 390
Once.
*Schwick—!*
The first martial artist’s chest was sliced open.
“Gahhk!”
Twice.
*Schwick—!*
The second martial artist’s arm shot skyward.
“Kraaagh—!”
Thrice.
*Schwick—!!*
The third martial artist’s neck was pierced through.
Won Yang immediately spun his body and drove his sword toward the neck of the armless martial artist.
*Squelch—!*
“Guh… guhack….”
Five fell dead in an instant.
The Azure Dragon Brigade warriors retreated, but Won Yang surged forward instead.
Before him stood a man whose eyes were wide with terror.
He swung his sword.
Lone Army Traversing Heaven.
A single line of sword energy split into dozens of fragments.
*Crackle-crack-crack—!!*
The man’s body was torn apart grotesquely, blood and flesh spraying in all directions.
“…Don’t be afraid! Kill him!”
One martial artist who had reached the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin realm shouted.
Won Yang kicked a fallen sword up from the ground and spun his body, striking with the flat of his blade.
The sword, cutting through empty air, embedded itself in the neck of the shouting martial artist.
With a heavy thud, Won Yang kicked off from his position.
He swung his sword horizontally.
Howling at Heaven Under Moon.
The sword energy extended like a wolf howling toward the moon.
But it was no mere sword energy.
It detonated the very qi of the void.
*Boom—!! Boom—!! Boom—!!*
Chain explosions.
The structure collapsed, and four were swept up in the blast and fell.
Six, seven, eight, nine.
“…M-monster…!!”
The faces of the remaining martial artists turned ashen.
But Namgung Won Yang did not stop.
I continued forward.
Thud.
Scrape.
Scrape.
As my soldiers fell one by one, a martial artist who had reached the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin blocked my path. His sword descended from the heavens.
Clang!
I caught it with my blade.
He was about to continue his assault, but I was faster.
I twisted my body slightly and drew my sword.
The blade cut through the empty air.
Just like that.
Thud!
I pierced through his neck. Immediately pushing backward, I planted my feet on the blood-soaked ground and launched myself forward once more.
Whoosh!
A sword and hidden dagger embedded themselves where I had been standing.
My eyes gleamed.
Qi gathered into my blade.
I immediately hurled my sword toward where the Azure Dragon Brigade warriors had gathered.
Heaven Killing Wolf Star Formula.
Cold Star Breaking Sky.
Boom!!!
A massive explosion erupted where the sword struck.
“Ahhhhh!!”
“Gack!!”
“Help…!!”
Five of them were torn to shreds by the blast.
Only two warriors remained.
Both had reached Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.
“…We, we have to flee…!”
One of them turned and ran.
But I picked up a sword lying on the ground and hurled it at him.
Thud!
It embedded in his neck and he collapsed.
One remained.
I stepped forward.
I picked up another sword.
The man trembled as he retreated.
He planted his feet.
The man swung his sword.
Clang!
I flicked it upward, deflecting the attack and opening a clear path. Rotating my body, I swept my sword from below to above.
Crack—!
The man’s face split in two.
Won Yang, having sheathed his sword, looked toward me. I nodded in acknowledgment.
She laughed.
* * *
Ha Mu-jin couldn’t gather his wits in the face of this sudden turn of events.
How could anyone have predicted this?
He had moved according to Zhuge Yeong-hyeon’s plan.
Yet nothing had gone as he said it would.
Seol Woon-hwi had slaughtered two Heaven-Human Realm martial artists as easily as playing with children, and Namgung Won Yang—whom he hadn’t even expected—had annihilated the Azure Dragon Brigade.
Even if the Azure Dragon Brigade wasn’t the Martial Alliance’s elite force, it was still a mid-tier organization composed of martial artists from the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown and the Five Energy Harmonizing Origin. Complete annihilation was unthinkable.
‘…With that level of power, they should have reached the Harmony Realm… Is that even possible at their age?’
He couldn’t fathom how this absurdly unconventional man called Seol Woon-hwi trained his subordinates to possess such monstrous martial prowess.
In that brief moment, Ha Mu-jin was thinking of escape.
“I won’t stop you.”
At the sudden sound of my voice, Ha Mu-jin’s brow furrowed.
“What are you talking about?”
It was as if I had read his mind. That couldn’t be.
“Weren’t you considering escape?”
“….”
“Go. I won’t stop you.”
“…You….”
“But aren’t you a Dharma Protector?”
“….”
“According to the words of the dead Zhuge Yeong-hyeon here, I attacked Gun Mu-gyeol together with Senior Wang. In such circumstances, a Dharma Protector flees? No matter how this ends, escaping now is the same as abandoning the Murim entirely.”
“….”
“So decide. Will you die as a martial artist, or become a fugitive and cease being one altogether?”
Ha Mu-jin clenched his teeth.
Insolent bastard.
Overt killing intent stretched toward me. I didn’t respond. There was someone blocking the path before me.
Wang Mu-ha of the Golden Sword Association.
He drew his sword and stood before me.
Ha Mu-jin, quietly observing Wang Mu-ha and then me, immediately kicked off from his position without hesitation.
Not forward, but backward.
He was fleeing.
Wang Mu-ha spoke to me.
“If you let that man escape, it will become a grave problem later.”
“I agree.”
“My heart has already left the Martial Alliance, and since I’ve decided to stand with you, I intend to eliminate that future threat. What do you think?”
“I will follow Senior Wang Mu-ha’s decision.”
Wang Mu-ha, who had been observing me for a moment, nodded.
“I will bring only the head.”
“Be careful.”
Wang Mu-ha immediately left his seat.
He vanished in an instant, becoming a mere speck, and soon a tremendous explosion erupted.
A battle between masters who had reached Heaven-Human Unity.
It was somewhat disappointing that it wasn’t happening nearby, but it was acceptable.
I stood silently in place and called for Won Yang.
Won Yang approached.
“Go to Ha Baek-hyeon.”
“…What about you, Master?”
“I will remain here.”
I needed to organize the situation.
And Gun Mu-gyeol was absolutely not an easy man.
“Go to Ha Baek-hyeon and tell him to rescue my Elder Sister.”
The second test was currently underway.
The timing was right for it.
The Gun Mu-gyeol I knew would certainly have planted something in the second test.
Why had he accelerated the Dragon Phoenix Assembly?
Why had he deliberately involved Seol Yeon-hwa?
Gun Mu-gyeol was a man who considered backup plans alongside his primary strategy before executing anything.
“Go.”
“…Yes, sir.”
Won Yang left his seat, and I remained alone in that place.
Boom.
Boom.
The sounds of Wang Mu-ha and Ha Mu-jin fighting echoed through the air.
Soon people would rush to this location.
With such a loud noise, it would be strange if they didn’t come.
I quietly closed my eyes.
Time passed in this manner.
* * *
Before I began the great match with Gun Mu-gyeol.
All the martial artists who had passed the first test were seated in the waiting room.
The second test, about to begin.
Thirty-eight later generation prodigies sat in their respective places, regulating their breathing as they awaited it.
True to those who had passed the first test, all of them emanated an extraordinary aura.
Seol Yeon-hwa quietly gazed out the window.
‘Youngest….’
Seol Yeon-hwa was no fool. She was well aware that Seol Woon-hwi was scheming something.
Would it succeed?
Were things progressing well?
She couldn’t say for certain.
The thought that she had become a burden to him was unmistakable.
So she had told Seol Woon-hwi: what if she stepped aside?
To that, he had replied thus:
“Elder Sister, please do what you wish to do.”
She had said that if what she wished to do would shackle the family, she had the resolve to abandon it without hesitation—but Seol Woon-hwi remained equally resolute.
“Do you know why I move about so fervently, Elder Sister?”
She said she didn’t.
“I wish for Snow Palace to endure eternally, and moreover, I wish for my elder brothers, you, and even Father to all achieve what you desire.”
There was nothing she could say.
“I wish to help you achieve that. And I wish to provide the stage for it. So please, do not worry and give your utmost effort.”
His sincerity had reached her heart, so she did not return to Snow Palace.
That was why she now participated in the Dragon Phoenix Assembly and passed the first trial in first place.
With desperation.
She had fought with genuine fervor.
To repay his heart.
But worry was another matter entirely.
“Miss Seol.”
At the soft voice, she turned her head.
It was Gongsun Myeong-wol.
The next family head of the Gongsun Sect. She too was a genius standing at the threshold of the Harmony Realm.
“Miss Gongsun.”
“Are you nervous?”
Seol Yeon-hwa smiled faintly.
“It would be a lie to say otherwise.”
“How honest of you.”
Gongsun Myeong-wol stood beside her.
Together they gazed out the window as she continued.
“I feel the same way. The Dragon Phoenix Assembly… is it not said to be the place where the future of Murim is measured? In my view, Miss Seol, you are close to that future.”
“You flatter me.”
“It is no flattery.”
Gongsun Myeong-wol’s eyes grew serious.
“Miss Seol, I know this: how exceptional you are. Not merely in martial arts, but in your insight and wisdom as well.”
“….”
“As a descendant of the Five Great Families, I too am aiming for ultimate victory in this tournament. And by my intuition, the probability that my final opponent will be you is quite high. If that is the case, then naturally I must come to understand you.”
Seol Yeon-hwa blinked.
In other words.
You want to learn more about me before facing me as your final opponent?
Seol Yeon-hwa found it refreshing that she stated this so openly and directly.
But that wasn’t the end of it.
“What if we combined our strength for this second trial?”
It sounded like she wanted to analyze me from a closer distance.
Honest and without pretense.
Seol Yeon-hwa, who had been observing Gongsun Myeong-wol for a moment, nodded.
“I like it.”
The two lightly clasped hands.
That was when it happened.
“Miss Seol.”
A gruff voice interjected.
Both their gazes turned simultaneously.
Seok Cheon-han.
The Young Sect Master of Paedo Gate approached with a smirk, his massive frame imposing and his stride unhindered.
“Young Sect Master Seok.”
Seol Yeon-hwa’s voice turned cold.
If Gongsun Myeong-wol’s proposal was rooted in pure competitive spirit, this man was the complete opposite.
He was driven by filthy desire. Not just once or twice.
Seok Cheon-han paid no mind to her frigid gaze. Instead, he drew even closer as he spoke.
“I truly regretted not being able to spend time with you at the last Dragon Phoenix Assembly.”
“….”
“Your martial arts have advanced nearly two levels since then. Truly a sight for sore eyes. Ah, like a plum blossom blooming within that frigid aura. So noble, befitting the Polar Descendants, yet the passion contained within… how exquisite.”
He took another step closer.
“I cannot help but wonder how that passion blossoms when the night grows deep.”
Gongsun Myeong-wol’s eyes turned icy.
“Young Sect Master Seok, we stand on the eve of trials. Perhaps you should mind your manners.”
“Manners?”
Seok Cheon-han let out a derisive snort.

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