Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70

 

What remains for him now is just one thing.

 

Capturing and torturing me.

 

And he didn’t act even though demonic energy was moving around him.

 

This is the second mistake he made.

 

As I extended my hand, the surrounding demonic energy began to surge.

 

The moment he drew up his internal energy, all the demonic energy in the ‘Martial God Grade Secret Realm’ began reaching toward him, and he was instantly swallowed by the demonic energy.

 

No matter how much one desires the reconstruction of the Thousand Year Demon Cult, handling that amount of demonic energy is impossible.

 

Jeong Mu-heun is not yet the demon called the future Cheon Gwi Sa-shin.

 

“Guh… Guaaahhh-!!”

 

Leaving him screaming behind, I immediately kicked off from my position.

 

I can see Ju So-ah.

 

Grabbing her by the hair, I kicked off once more.

 

The fourth law of Secret Realms.

 

Whatever reward appears at the final gateway, whether you put it in a storage bag, destroy it, or burn it.

 

When its utility disappears in any way, the Secret Realm collapses.

 

The center collapses first.

 

In other words, since the demonic energies inside the Secret Realm begin surging wildly, I immediately grabbed a worn-out weapon from my storage bag.

 

The demonic energies began avoiding my surroundings.

 

I shifted my gaze upward.

 

Fragments of Demon Eye Stones that had begun shattering one by one were falling down.

 

I narrowed my eyes.

 

I can see the light of the Demon Eye Stones illuminating a particular direction more brightly.

 

Behind me, a Divine Transformation Realm master is going berserk, the Secret Realm is collapsing, and there’s even dead weight beside me.

 

I slapped Ju So-ah’s cheek with my palm.

 

Smack.

 

She opens her eyes wide.

 

“Snap out of it.”

 

“…Yes… Yes…”

 

“Follow me.”

 

As I immediately kicked off, Ju So-ah also kicked off.

 

The place we ran to had space that was beginning to distort.

 

That’s the exit.

 

Without a moment’s hesitation, I launched my body, and following me, Ju So-ah also launched herself.

 

* * *

 

The place we emerged through the exit wasn’t the White Horse Ancient Road where the entrance had been.

 

This place is the Nine Dragon Trade Route.

 

The complete opposite terrain.

 

Secret Realms are originally like this. The probability of the entrance and exit being the same is extremely rare, and once an exit is created, it doesn’t change.

 

Mu Myeong, who had escaped outside, immediately pointed his sword toward the exit.

 

Concentrating his mind.

 

Drawing up all his senses.

 

Time seemed to stop.

 

Wind blows.

 

Dust from the ground scatters.

 

Time passed.

 

Han Da-gyeong.

 

Even after that much time had passed, Mu Myeong remained the same.

 

Whether time passes or whoever is around, none of that enters his awareness.

 

This must be complete selfless unity.

 

In that unapproachable atmosphere, Ju So-ah could only sit down and continuously swallow her saliva.

 

The reason Mu Myeong was doing this was simple.

 

Because Jeong Mu-heun might burst out from inside.

 

He’s a Divine Transformation Realm warrior.

 

No matter how skillfully Mu Myeong handled demonic energy inside the Secret Realm and temporarily overwhelmed the Divine Transformation Realm warrior, that was just a trick using the Secret Realm’s characteristics.

 

The real thing is now.

 

Not only Heo Hyeon Energy, but if necessary, he must even draw up Innate True Energy.

 

Jeong Mu-heun is certainly exhausted, and he’ll definitely feel relief, even briefly, at having come outside.

 

If he’s human, he must feel that way.

 

Those who have reached a certain realm feel it for only an instant, so it’s usually not called a ‘gap,’ but Mu Myeong.

 

He was confident he could catch it.

 

An instant’s gap.

 

That’s enough.

 

It was when another Han Da-gyeong had passed like that.

 

The exit twitched and then scattered like smoke.

 

Only then did Mu Myeong relax his tension.

 

Lowering his sword, he turned his head to look at Ju So-ah.

 

Ju So-ah, who still seemed dazed, found all those events that had just occurred feeling very surreal.

 

He was someone she trusted and followed.

 

But he had tried to kill her.

 

Would he have just killed her?

 

She didn’t even want to imagine.

 

She turned her head.

 

Her eyes met with Mu Myeong, who happened to be looking at her.

 

She flinched.

 

This man.

 

What exactly is he?

 

He has an ordinary face, but listening to what he says, he seems like some master who’s been around Murim for decades, yet looking at him now, his martial arts realm seems to be at most Five Dragon Peak Realm.

 

I don’t know.

 

Could it be that some tremendous master has concealed himself to appear as Five Dragon Peak Realm?

 

“…Just who… are you?”

 

“Don’t you know?”

 

“…I’m asking because I don’t know.”

 

She really doesn’t know.

 

“Am I not your life’s benefactor?”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

“When Jeong Mu-heun tried to kill you once, when the Secret Realm was collapsing once, I saved you a total of two times – don’t you remember?”

 

There’s no way she wouldn’t remember.

 

Ju So-ah stood up from her spot and respectfully performed the Embracing Fist.

 

“…My greeting is late. Ju So-ah, sect leader of Salgeom-mun, pays respects to her life’s benefactor…”

 

“That’s enough. How does it feel to be betrayed?”

 

She couldn’t help but blink.

 

What’s this?

 

Is he mocking me?

 

“Are you sad? Or are you suffering?”

 

“…Both.”

 

“Both, I see… So then, do you have somewhere to go?”

 

“…I was thinking of trying to join the Martial Alliance or Four Heaven Alliance… You must want something from me, right?”

 

“I do.”

 

“I believe repaying kindness is naturally the right thing to do. So please tell me.”

 

After that, Mu Myeong brought up a truly strange story.

 

“It just so happens that the owner of Yang-ryeong changed recently. You probably know this well.”

 

“…I do.”

 

“I owe a debt to the new branch leader there. I’d like you to repay it in my stead.”

 

“…Isn’t that where the bastard son of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace is?”

 

“You know well.”

 

“How could I not know. Seol San Ma-gun, that… one who devoured Yang-ryeong with Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s power and acts all high and mighty as if he did it all himself….”

 

“A fool, is he?”

 

“Not exactly… but you’re not wrong either, are you?”

 

Mu Myeong let out a hollow laugh.

 

“Under that fool are about three even bigger fools. They need a teacher to train those three, and someone of your level should be suitable.”

 

“…You’re telling me to teach people now?”

 

“Reaching Five Energy Harmonizing Origin means you have sufficient skill to teach martial artists.”

 

Ju So-ah scratched her head.

 

“Then… how long would this be? Surely not for life?”

 

“Generously, about one year. That should be enough.”

 

“…I understand.”

 

“And don’t go immediately. Erase the traces of this place as much as possible, then wait about a day before going to Yang-ryeong Branch.”

 

“…You’re being very specific.”

 

Mu Myeong said nothing more and turned around.

 

As he slowly walked away, Ju So-ah shouted after him.

 

“What’s your name!?”

 

Mu Myeong smiled faintly.

 

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

 

* * *

 

One day.

 

Exactly one day had passed since Woon-hwi left saying he would enter the Secret Realm.

 

“…He’ll be alright, won’t he?”

 

At Won Yang’s words, Manager Seong silently nodded.

 

“He’ll be fine. It’s not just anyone, but Young Master….”

 

He didn’t finish his sentence.

 

No matter how much Won Yang was Woon-hwi’s person, he didn’t want to reveal the fact about the regression.

 

No, it wasn’t just Won Yang—he didn’t want to tell anyone.

 

That was Woon-hwi’s greatest secret and strength, and from another perspective, it could also be a weakness.

 

Manager Seong rubbed his face and continued in a small voice.

 

“…He’s not someone who would die easily, so don’t worry.”

 

“Even you, Protector, who says that, are worrying a lot.”

 

He couldn’t deny it.

 

Certainly, he understood it logically.

 

The realm that could compete for supremacy under heaven was Primordial Sole Existence.

 

It was truly a tremendous realm, and one couldn’t even dare meet the eyes of those who had reached that level.

 

They were existences of that caliber.

 

Woon-hwi had climbed to that realm. Even though his body had been reduced to a level no different from a newborn baby compared to that time.

 

He had definitely reached it.

 

Many people didn’t know well, but masters of that level were vastly different from ordinary people.

 

First of all, their senses themselves were beyond comparison.

 

If they had possessed the same senses from the beginning, they never could have climbed to that realm, and in terms of sensing danger, judgment, and everything else, if Woon-hwi judged it possible, then that was correct.

 

While he understood all this logically, Manager Seong had watched Woon-hwi since he was one year old.

 

He had given him affection at almost the level of a foster father, and that feeling hadn’t changed even now.

 

“But… Protector, have you eaten?”

 

He shook his head and let out a big sigh.

 

No, he tried to.

 

Suddenly Manager Seong’s eyes flashed.

 

His senses cried out.

 

Someone had climbed over the branch office wall.

 

His head turned.

 

Anger surged up.

 

He was already in a state where he couldn’t even swallow water, let alone food, from worrying about Woon-hwi.

 

What kind of damn bastard dared come here to steal?

 

He planned to catch them and beat them half to death.

 

No, half wouldn’t be enough. He would just kill them.

 

With that thought, Manager Seong kicked off and headed toward the eastern outer wall of the branch office following his senses.

 

It was no joke—he arrived in the time it would take to blink twice.

 

He was going at full power, and arriving there, Manager Seong could see a man lying face down on the ground.

 

He drew up his energy and was about to ask who he was, what crazy bastard dared climb the wall of this place, what he was planning to steal, and all sorts of questions, but all of that stopped at some point.

 

The intruder’s face, gasping for breath with difficulty, was very unfamiliar, but… the body was similar.

 

And the intruder’s face was changing little by little, really little by little.

 

As if Disguise Arts were being undone.

 

He was shocked.

 

“Y-Young Master…?”

 

“Cough… Manager Seong.”

 

He quickly approached and supported Woon-hwi.

 

“What on earth is… this? No, wait, this…?”

 

In that brief moment of supporting Woon-hwi, Manager Seong’s senses couldn’t help but detect it.

 

The traces of demonic energy contained in Woon-hwi’s blood vessels.

 

“…Let’s go inside first.”

 

“…Understood.”

 

He immediately took Woon-hwi and kicked off.

 

In two steps, Manager Seong approached a warehouse in the corner, laid Woon-hwi down there, and checked his pulse.

 

Beyond beating irregularly, he could feel the terrible scent of demonic energy from the blood vessels themselves.

 

What he had felt earlier was just the tip of the iceberg.

 

This.

 

If it had been an ordinary person, their body would have burst.

 

“White Snow Clear Pulse Art, did you learn it?”

 

“…Of course I learned it.”

 

“Then what are you hesitating for? If you’re not planning to hold my funeral, right now….”

 

“I was already doing it.”

 

Manager Seong wasn’t a fool.

 

White Snow Clear Pulse Art was Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s purification pulse technique.

 

It was a technique created by Snow Palace to remove the Blood Energy used by the blood people of Origin Blood Sect, but in the process of creating it, they ended up adding the ability to remove demonic energy as well.

 

Currently in Murim, the White Snow Clear Pulse Art is a pulse technique that can receive treatment almost at Martial God Grade level.

 

From the moment Manager Seong first felt Woon-hwi’s pulse, his senses had been diagnosing all of Woon-hwi’s blood vessels.

 

“It will hurt a little.”

 

Manager Seong’s hand, which had been feeling Woon-hwi’s pulse, began to turn cold in an instant, and his energy that had reached Body Establishment Boundary began to flow through Woon-hwi’s massive blood vessels.

 

“…I’ve felt this before, but your blood vessels are definitely thicker than others.”

 

There was no answer.

 

“Mmm…”

 

Only faint groans flowed out.

 

Soon after, dark demonic energy began to slowly flow out from Woon-hwi’s body.

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