Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 57
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Chapter 57
Han Mu-rin raised his head.
“Do you remember that time?”
“…Which time are you referring to?”
“In Seol-ap, when those who betrayed me and fled, you pursued and captured them.”
“…Yes.”
“From that moment, you became my person. Even if the entire world turns against you as an enemy, I alone will take your side. Isn’t that what a true master-servant relationship is?”
Han Mu-rin’s eyes began to shake violently.
“So don’t doubt and don’t fear.”
“…Lord Hyeon Seol-rin…”
He stood up from his seat.
“From now on, embrace the Demonic Transformation. And ascend to the Flame Qi Four Stages within a fortnight.”
“…I… obey!”
Looking at Manager Seong, who seemed half-resigned, he continued quietly.
“Manager Seong has a book containing five torture techniques. Practice by torturing Cho Se-hwi until I return from my business.”
Han Mu-rin, with a determined expression, asked me.
“If there’s something I should know, please tell me.”
I smiled slightly.
Han Mu-rin had always been quick-witted, as I’d noticed before.
“Jin Yang-je of Han Bing Gate has been manipulating Yang-ryeong from behind for six years to keep me in check, and recently devised a scheme to kill me and actually put it into action – make a confession that matches exactly this much.”
“Does the format matter?”
“No. As long as the handwriting matches his. If he dies in the middle, imitate it as closely as possible and prepare one.”
“Understood.”
I opened the carriage door and stepped outside.
The air was truly refreshing.
* * *
In the office of the Inner Palace at the Main Palace, Seol Jung-cheon gazed at his son with a strange expression.
What could have changed that child so much?
How could a person change so completely in just one moment?
He had annihilated the Four Major Sects of Yang-ryeong city, killed the magistrate, and even handled the aftermath almost perfectly.
Yang-ryeong was now truly Snow Palace territory.
Woon-hwi certainly had many people around him. Without going far, wasn’t there a member of the Baekseol Wiryeong Dan nearby?
His level was Body Establishment Boundary, so if he stepped in, handling everything wouldn’t be difficult.
However, that Body Establishment Boundary member didn’t interfere.
His role was almost nothing.
Woon-hwi did everything.
People of the world chatter about whether the Main Palace’s power intervened, but Seol Jung-cheon and Woon-hwi knew that wasn’t true.
The inside story of all these events, how his son had changed so much – he was truly curious about all of it, but didn’t ask.
He believed that when the time came, his son would tell him on his own.
Even Seol Jung-cheon had desperately hoped for Woon-hwi to change, giving him trial after trial. Now that positions had changed, if he ignored precedent and pressed for reasons, that would disqualify him not just as a parent but as Palace Lord of Snow Palace.
He was about to speak his first words.
That he had worked hard.
That he would now show him the promised Complete Records of Ten Thousand Snows, and that the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear was currently being purchased from the Soul Killing Gate of the Great Desert for a price, so it would take at least a month.
He was about to say this, but Woon-hwi was faster.
“I came back through time.”
If anyone from the Main Palace had seen the expression Seol Jung-cheon was making now, they probably would have thought it was a dream.
It couldn’t be helped.
Seol Jung-cheon opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it, organized his thoughts, opened his mouth again, then closed it again.
Frankly speaking, Seol Jung-cheon’s current expression was one that a severely mentally ill person might make.
After making such an expression for a while, Seol Jung-cheon’s question was simple.
“…How?”
“I don’t know the details either.”
“…You don’t know…?”
“Yes. Before I died, I cut Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain.”
This time he was greatly shocked too.
Cut Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain.
These words were absolutely not light.
To begin with, Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain wasn’t something humans could dare measure.
Its height alone reached tens of thousands of zhang, and standing at its peak, you could see about half of the Central Plains. That kind of place.
To cut such a place in half meant his martial power reached the heavens.
“…Continue.”
“I cut the snow mountain, and died swept away by the avalanche that resulted.”
“That can’t be all.”
“You’re right. Just before my breath stopped, something pierced my heart. I don’t know the color, but the size was about one finger joint… it was probably ore or a gem.”
“…It must be a Divine Object.”
“Yes.”
“Do you have any guesses?”
After thinking for a long while again, Seol Jung-cheon pulled over a chair from the corner, sat down, and spoke in a quiet voice.
Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain hides heaven’s secret.
People seek heaven but know not where it lies.
The true meaning originally dwells within white snow.
The true meaning originally dwells within white snow.
The content was truly profound.
“Did you compose this poem, Father?”
“As if I could have written it.”
Seol Jung-cheon made a complex expression and said to Woon-hwi.
“It’s a poem created by Lord Seol Heun, who founded Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.”
Seol Heun.
He was truly a remarkable person.
Originally from North Sea Ice Palace, he left the North Sea Ice Palace that walked the demonic path and personally annihilated the Ice Palace, conquering the snow mountain that even that Ice Palace couldn’t achieve.
He was the first to discover the spiritual energy of the snow mountain and created methods to utilize it, founded the Ice Snow Heart Method that became the foundation of the Complete Records of Ten Thousand Snows, and created the Mysterious Ice Sword Formula that became the basis of the Ice Snow Sword Technique learned by the Polar Descendants.
“That orb you speak of is surely the ‘secret’ connected to the poem left by our ancestor.”
Seol Jung-cheon wore an expression as if relieved.
“Heaven’s secret, he said… It wasn’t referring to the snow mountain itself, but truly speaking of a treasure that holds secrets.”
Woon-hwi quietly looked at Seol Jung-cheon. His agitated emotions quickly settled, befitting his title as Ice Snow Supreme.
But that was as far as it went.
Woon-hwi had something to ask.
“How long has it been?”
At Woon-hwi’s question, Seol Jung-cheon’s eyes lit up.
“If you mean the time spent searching for the legend, it’s been 12 years.”
Seoljoongcheon’s eyes lit up at Unhwi’s question.
“If you’re talking about the time I spent searching for the legend, it’s 12 years.”
“12 years—it’s a long time if you consider it long, but it can also be short if you consider it short.”
“It’s not such a long time to make the Snow Palace’s future brilliant.”
“It’s enough time to completely destroy the Snow Palace.”
Seol Jung-cheon closed his mouth. Woon-hwi also closed his mouth.
As he had continuously mentioned, Seol Jung-cheon in his previous life had been obsessed with something.
That’s why the rebel forces of the Snow Palace, including Yang Seol-jin, had overturned the Snow Palace.
Of course, Seol Jung-cheon suffering great injury from qi deviation was one of the reasons, but that was merely part of the process.
It had already begun from this time, or perhaps even before then.
The legend left by the first Palace Lord of the Snow Palace.
“Do you think there’s enlightenment leading to Primordial Sole Existence there?”
“I’m certain of it. Even now.”
“…I see.”
“Now I want to ask you something. The stories you’ve told so far are the kind that should be kept secret, so what’s your reason for telling them now?”
“Because you’re my father.”
“…”
“I thought you’d be curious. Aren’t you?”
“You’re right. I was curious. But I didn’t ask. Because I believed you would tell me someday.”
“That time is now.”
“…Yes, I see. There’s one thing I’m curious about.”
“You can ask several things.”
Seol Jung-cheon shook his head.
Just one.
“What happened to the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace?”
“It was annihilated.”
“By whom?”
“By me.”
“…”
“This might cause misunderstanding, so let me tell you two more things.”
“Go ahead.”
“The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace deserved to be annihilated. I thought it wasn’t the future of the Snow Palace that you desired, Father.”
“…Hmm… Don’t tell me they were eating people.”
“They didn’t just eat people. The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace becomes the source of demonic arts that even the current Origin Blood Sect wouldn’t dare name.”
“…What’s the other thing you wanted to tell me?”
“That’s more of a question than a story.”
“A question… Go ahead.”
Woon-hwi looked around briefly, then asked in a quiet voice.
“What is it that you truly desire, Father?”
“Stability.”
At those words, Woon-hwi showed a slightly unexpected expression.
Stability…
“I think you know what’s needed for stability.”
“I know. Power is needed.”
“The current Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace is insufficient.”
“I won’t deny it.”
“Then that’s enough.”
Seol Jung-cheon tilted his head.
“Is that the end?”
“Yes. The first step in solving a problem is recognizing the problem. You know what the problem is, Father, and I know what the second and third steps are.”
“Tell me once. What are the second and third steps?”
“The second step is finding the cause, and the third step is cultivating the power to protect.”
Interest appeared in Seol Jung-cheon’s expression.
If the words Woon-hwi was about to say were the ones Seol Jung-cheon was thinking of.
Seol Jung-cheon would truly be able to smile happily.
“I will protect the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.”
At those words, Seol Jung-cheon’s heart moved greatly.
Among the Polar Descendants, no one had ever uttered such words until now.
They knew. They knew that their current selves couldn’t even bear the weight of the organization called Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, let alone protect it.
Seol Jung-cheon thought it was a matter of confidence.
Only one person, only Woon-hwi, was different.
Whether he had regressed or done whatever, whatever he had done in his previous life, regardless of all that, Woon-hwi’s words were what Seol Jung-cheon most wanted to hear from his children.
He smiled. Brightly.
“Good.”
“I’m glad you’re in a good mood.”
Seol Jung-cheon gazed at Woon-hwi with a complex expression.
Honestly, there were several things he was curious about, but he had tried not to ask if possible. But he had asked about the future of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace because he was curious about it… and now, as the story progressed, he became more curious.
And Woon-hwi was very quick to notice.
“See? That’s why I told you that you could ask several things.”
“…Ahem…”
“I can guess a few things. I’ll tell you about those parts. I left Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain and entered the secret realm that Manager Seong told me about. I didn’t know the details at the time, but it was probably a secret realm you told me about, Father. There I obtained martial arts and cultivated the will to advance.”
“I told you about a secret realm…?”
“Yes.”
“Continue.”
“After that, when more than ten years had passed, the Origin Blood Sect contacted me.”
“The Origin Blood Sect.”
“Yes. To be precise, they saved my life. So from that day, I entered the Origin Blood Sect and did all sorts of things there.”
“…My child in the Origin Blood Sect… Well, life is certainly unpredictable.”
“I agree. When about twenty years had passed like that, I became the Blood Heaven Rectifier of the Origin Blood Sect.”
“Rectifying the heavens of blood… So that’s how you knew the Blood Demon Soaring Heaven Art.”
“Yes. And I reached the realm you dreamed of, Father.”
“…Don’t tell me…”
“Yes. I reached Primordial Sole Existence.”
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