Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 79
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Chapter 79
If they traveled without rest on the shortest route, they could arrive within two days.
The same was true even when riding horses and taking minimal rest.
Two days.
Woon-hwi had traveled by carriage and was now resting in a small valley between the Main Palace and Yang-ryeong.
In front of him sat Won Yang, warming herself by a campfire.
Woon-hwi asked.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“…About what?”
“Ju So-ah.”
Won Yang flinched at that name.
Woon-hwi, who had been quietly watching Won Yang, took out wound healing medicine from his chest and began applying it around Won Yang’s eyes.
Flustered and caught off guard, Won Yang froze.
Her face even turned red.
She came to her senses belatedly.
“…I can do it myself.”
“It’s fine. Just stay still.”
Won Yang might ignore others’ words, but she followed Woon-hwi’s words like divine commands.
Woon-hwi continued applying the wound healing medicine and spoke.
“Do you remember why you need to become strong?”
“…Yes. For revenge.”
“Right, it’s ultimately for revenge. It doesn’t mean becoming strong to compete with someone.”
At Woon-hwi’s words, Won Yang lowered her head. The campfire light filtered through her long hair.
“I told you to stay still, but you really don’t listen.”
Won Yang hastily raised her head, but all she could see was Woon-hwi’s smiling face.
And the distance was quite close.
“The path of cultivation is not about defeating someone else, but about overcoming yourself.”
Woon-hwi’s voice was incredibly deep and sweet.
“Don’t let Ju So-ah’s existence shake your heart. That will only end up shaking yourself.”
“…I’ll keep that in mind.”
Won Yang’s injuries weren’t only around her eyes. She also had wounds on her shoulder, thigh, and calf.
The eye area had bruises and light scratches, but her shoulder had a long sword wound, as did her thigh and calf.
Woon-hwi began applying the wound healing medicine again. Won Yang surrendered her body to his very gentle touch without any resistance.
“The path you must walk is already decided. On that path, Ju So-ah is neither an enemy nor a competitor. She’s just a traveling companion who happens to share the same direction for a while.”
“Is Master also a traveling companion?”
“Well. Strictly speaking, I would be a traveling companion, but do you want to define your relationship with me as merely that?”
She answered without hesitation.
“No.”
“Then, you and I are walking toward the same direction and the same end, while Ju So-ah just happens to share the same direction for a while.”
“You’re right. That would work.”
Won Yang smiled brightly. Woon-hwi rolled up Won Yang’s pants.
Won Yang flinched.
“The talent you possess is special.”
Woon-hwi’s voice was quiet as he applied wound healing medicine to the sword wound on her thigh, but to Won Yang it sounded as loud as thunder. It was somewhat difficult to distinguish whether it was her heartbeat or his voice.
“Don’t let that talent be tainted by envy or jealousy. That’s not a weight your sword should have to bear.”
“…Yes.”
After finishing applying the medicine, Woon-hwi put the wound healing medicine into his storage bag and immediately took out something else.
It was a manual.
“Take this.”
“…What is this?”
“I couldn’t modify the Namgung mental cultivation method.”
Won Yang smiled softly.
“It’s okay. You said you’d teach me once I reach Five Energy Harmonizing Origin.”
“I did. You don’t need to worry about that.”
“I’m not worried.”
She was sincere.
“I’ll be by your side no matter what path you walk, Master.”
“Even if it’s a bloody path stained with blood?”
“I don’t care.”
He chuckled softly.
“Your mindset is admirable. So, aren’t you going to open that manual?”
“May I open it now?”
When Woon-hwi nodded, Won Yang opened the manual.
As soon as she read the first page, she looked at Woon-hwi with wide eyes.
“…This is…?”
“Namgung’s sword technique and movement technique.”
Won Yang gulped.
“Blue Feather Returns to Heaven, Flying Wings Pierce Frost, Willow Swallow Twin Movement – the Blue Feather Sword Technique consists of these three forms and is both the foundation and core of the Namgung family. It’s characterized by fast and agile sword momentum, and it’s also a sword technique optimized for striking opponents’ weak points. You must master the Blue Feather Sword Technique to inherit the true teachings of the Namgung family.”
“…Master…”
“Han Cheol’s martial arts are excellent, but the sword technique itself is tailored to a man’s body. You’re a woman, and there are definitely physical differences between men and women.”
“I won’t deny that.”
“Right, but your learning of the Heaven Killing Wolf Star Formula wasn’t in vain. The essence of the Heaven Killing Wolf Snow Scripture is sharpness and explosion. If you look at that manual, the first part will contain the original form of the Blue Feather Sword Technique, and in the middle part, you’ll find the Blue Feather Sword Technique mixed with the mysteries of the Heaven Killing Wolf Star Formula. I haven’t decided on a name yet, so take your time and create one.”
Won Yang’s eyes rippled gently.
“The latter part contains the Namgung Shadow Step. Remember three mysteries: False Shadow Becomes Real, No Shadow No Trace, and Change Step Steal Shadow. It appears like an illusion but has substance, leaves no shadow, and occupies space as if stealing the opponent’s shadow. This is the essence of Namgung Shadow Step.”
Woon-hwi had spent considerable time in his quarters.
Both in the carriage and in his quarters.
There was always a brush by Woon-hwi’s side, along with blank books.
What would he have done with those?
He drew and redrew the martial arts that remained in his memory.
If there were deficiencies, he improved them, and if they were still lacking, he filled them in.
In the case of Namgung martial arts, he could understand them because he had encountered them so many times in his previous life.
Especially Namgung Shadow Step and Blue Feather Sword Technique were martial arts that Woon-hwi had personally obtained in the Secret Realm.
It would be strange if he didn’t remember them.
“…You’ve been continuously looking after me.”
“Of course I have to.”
Woon-hwi smiled slightly.
“You’re my person.”
“That’s right. I’m Master’s person.”
Saying that, she hugged the manual.
As if treasuring a very precious object.
As if she would never lose it.
Woon-hwi lay down as he was.
“I’m going to sleep. There’s no need to keep watch, so read comfortably and then go to sleep yourself.”
“…Yes.”
Won Yang, who had been quietly watching Woon-hwi close his eyes, asked in a small voice.
“…Master. May I make one request?”
“Is it urgent?”
“…Yes. Very urgent.”
I couldn’t help but open my eyes.
“Speak.”
“May I call you my lord?”
Woon-hwi, who had been quietly looking at Won Yang, smiled softly.
“Now that I think about it, this is the first time.”
“…Yes?”
“Since I returned, not a single person has called me lord.”
“…”
“You will be the first.”
Won Yang’s face brightened.
“Call me lord from now on.”
To Won Yang who nodded, Woon-hwi gave his first command.
“I’m going to sleep, so don’t disturb me.”
“…Yes. My lord.”
I couldn’t go to Han Da-gyeong.
Woon-hwi, who had his eyes closed, frowned and opened them.
There was a guest.
* * *
I stood up from my seat. Won Yang also closed his manual and stood up following me.
I quietly looked toward the bushes stained with darkness on the other side.
I spoke in a small voice.
“Have you perhaps lost your way?”
Then a man walked out from the bushes and answered.
“Do I look like it?”
“Yes. Usually first-time visitors often lose their way on Snow Mountain.”
The man who revealed himself was a middle-aged person with short hair wearing a light long robe.
As soon as I confirmed his face, I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh inside.
It’s a familiar face.
Looking at him, I continued speaking.
“The weather being what it is, especially for those who come from hot places like the Great Desert, losing one’s way wouldn’t be shameful. Senior.”
“You know who I am?”
“Yes. Aren’t you the Gate Lord of Salhon Gate?”
I took the Embracing Fist posture.
“Hyeon Seol-rin Seol Woon-hwi of Snow Palace greets Soul Destroying Sword Lord Eun Woon-saeng, senior.”
“…Indeed. But I’m truly puzzled. Have you seen me before?”
“No.”
“Yet you recognize me immediately.”
“Aren’t you a very famous senior?”
Soul Destroying Sword Lord Eun Woon-saeng.
Who is he?
I could explain very briefly.
He’s the ruler of the Great Desert and a master among masters who has reached Dao Transformation Authority Truth.
“…This is strange, the information in the world is really wrong.”
“Is that so?”
“I heard you were a weak scarecrow, an idiot who doesn’t even know what weapon he possesses… but you, you’re quite something.”
“Thank you for the praise.”
Eun Woon-saeng quietly looked at me again.
He seemed to have something to say, so I just waited for him.
Before long, he opened his mouth.
“I’m on my way back from delivering the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear to the Palace Lord.”
“Then you must have obtained what you wanted as well.”
“I did indeed, and I even received ten thousand nyang in gold on top of that.”
I answered with a smile.
“As you know, the value of goods is not determined by the buyer.”
“But by the seller.”
“Yes. Since you’ve come a long way, we should at least provide travel expenses. Please let me know if it’s insufficient.”
Eun Woon-saeng burst into laughter.
“To be honest, the Palace Lord said this: he learned about the Heavenly Soul God Destruction Art entirely thanks to you.”
“I won’t deny it.”
“And he told me to give you the Heavenly Soul God Destruction Art and ten thousand nyang in gold?”
“That is also correct.”
Originally, Eun Woon-saeng had proposed one hundred thousand nyang in gold as the price for the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear.
It’s an amount that ordinary Murim families couldn’t even afford to pay, but organizations of the caliber of Snow Palace or a nation could sufficiently pay it.
Especially in places not rich in resources like the Great Desert, there are many things that can be done with gold coins.
Water can be bought, food can be stockpiled.
It’s enough money to feed thousands, tens of thousands of people living in the Great Desert.
Though he didn’t receive one hundred thousand nyang, even ten thousand nyang was sufficient.
Truly.
“…I didn’t believe it, but seeing you directly, I understand. This is truly a dangerous fellow.”
I smiled slightly.
“You praise quite aggressively.”
“It has to be aggressive. This is Murim, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. Since this is Murim, I’ll accept that aggressiveness as gentleness.”
“With cunning like a snake, this fellow’s future is quite anticipated.”
It was unexpected.
Unexpectedly, Eun Woon-saeng wasn’t asking.
How I knew about the Heavenly Soul God Destruction Art.
“Aren’t you curious?”
“About what?”
“I’m not asking how you know the Heavenly Soul God Destruction Art. What do you think the reason is?”
“Well, I’m not sure, but I am curious.”
“I made a promise. With the Palace Lord of Snow Palace.”
“…”
“He told me not to ask. So I’m not asking.”
Perhaps finding it more and more absurd the more he thought about it, Eun Woon-saeng let out a bitter laugh.
“He said I’d understand if I saw you directly, but that man was hiding such a monster.”
I didn’t bother to answer and remained still.
Eun Woon-saeng, who put the hat he was holding in his right hand back on his head, spoke briefly.
“The final martial art of Salhon Gate lost during the primordial era, the Heavenly Soul God Destruction Art. That was also Salhon Gate’s long-cherished wish.”
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