Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

 

“….”

 

“That long-cherished wish has been fulfilled thanks to you. The Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear? I don’t regret it at all. And ten thousand taels of gold? Rather, it would be proper for me to give it to you.”

 

“But even if you offered, I wouldn’t accept it.”

 

“That’s right. If you’re like the Palace Lord of Snow Palace, you wouldn’t do something like taking back a gift once given.”

 

“You see correctly.”

 

“So I want to repay you in my own way.”

 

I shook my head.

 

“You’ve already paid the price. Didn’t I tell you earlier? The price of goods is set by the seller.”

 

“Right. It’s set by the seller. And evaluating the value of goods is the owner’s responsibility.”

 

“….”

 

“As the owner, I evaluated it. And I acknowledged that I paid too little in return. Just once, no more and no less, just once, I will grant you a favor.”

 

I nodded.

 

“I won’t decline.”

 

“How refreshingly straightforward, quite different from that man. Do you know how to contact Salhon Gate?”

 

“Yes. I know a way to do it without having to go all the way to the Great Desert.”

 

“…I thought you wouldn’t know.”

 

“I know more than I appear to.”

 

“So it seems. Your depths appear quite profound too.”

 

“You keep praising me. At this point, it’s becoming a bit burdensome, senior.”

 

“What can I do when it’s the truth?”

 

Eun Woon-saeng smiled faintly.

 

Then he looked at me silently, and I also looked at him silently.

 

We remained like that for a while, and at some point, Eun Woon-saeng’s body disappeared from that spot.

 

Then the entire forest resonated.

 

-Remember this. Just once. Whatever it may be, I’ll help you even if I have to mobilize everything Salhon Gate has.

 

* * *

 

“Isn’t that a bit excessive?”

 

At Vice Sect Leader Myo Rim’s words, Eun Woon-saeng, who had stopped in place, chuckled.

 

“Didn’t you notice?”

 

“Notice what?”

 

Eun Woon-saeng had brought a total of five warriors with him.

 

Excluding himself and Myo Rim beside him, there were three others.

 

These three were important. They were Salhon Gate’s elite, each having reached the Heaven-Human Realm, masters among masters.

 

“That guy already noticed your presence.”

 

At those words, Myo Rim blinked. He couldn’t believe it, and didn’t want to believe it.

 

“…A mere Flame Qi Four Stages warrior? Sect Leader, that joke is going a bit too far.”

 

“Oh my, a joke? Do I really look like I’m joking?”

 

“…Were you serious?”

 

“I’m serious. The moment that guy recognized my presence, he looked exactly once at the tree where you were hiding, then looked at the three trees behind it. Even I who’m saying this don’t understand it, but that’s certain.”

 

“…If that’s really true… isn’t he a monster?”

 

“He might be.”

 

Understanding the principle wasn’t difficult.

 

It’s a really simple principle.

 

If one can recognize ‘unnaturalness’ and clearly see and distinguish ‘essence’ and ‘origin’, they can notice anyone using Invisibility.

 

Finding minute gaps in seemingly ordinary daily life, and seeing through the hidden truth between those gaps.

 

The important thing was simply whether one possessed eyes that could see beyond what’s visible, that was all.

 

Of course, he probably couldn’t know what realm the hidden person was in. But noticing that someone was there was truly a great weapon.

 

Eun Woon-saeng rubbed his face.

 

Within nature’s order, there are always rules. The direction leaves sway, the angle shadows fall, even the direction the wind blows.

 

Finding what was minutely out of place within those rules wasn’t something determined simply by the height or depth of one’s realm.

 

Eun Woon-saeng thought. Perhaps that guy was already standing at the place he himself had barely reached after decades of walking.

 

“…I didn’t know that old man Seol Jung-cheon had such a ‘treasure’.”

 

“…So that’s why you promised to lend the power of the Main Sect.”

 

“One must maintain good connections. Isn’t the Great Desert already a difficult place?”

 

“That’s true. But then, how far do you think that youngest of the Polar Descendants will go?”

 

There was no need to think.

 

“At minimum, one of the Ten Greatest Masters Under Heaven, at maximum, Supreme Master of Murim.”

 

Myo Rim was a bit flustered.

 

He had thought at most one of the Ten Greatest Masters Under Heaven, but at minimum one of the Ten Greatest Masters?

 

“To that extent?”

 

“If it were just brilliant talent, he’d be swept away by the countless storms he’d encounter along the way, fade and be torn apart, but his resolve is very deep and straight.”

 

“….”

 

“He’s someone who knows how to use situations to his advantage. He doesn’t hesitate to show his own worth, and doesn’t even shrink when facing warriors of higher realms.”

 

He possessed every single characteristic of warriors destined to make their names known in Murim, and additionally showed something resembling dignity.

 

He frowned.

 

“Seol Jung-cheon is truly blessed in his later years.”

 

He was sincere.

 

“To succeed so well in raising a child… But.”

 

Eun Woon-saeng, who had been trailing off, chuckled and said.

 

“How long do you plan to eavesdrop?”

 

Then, as if waiting for this, a man dropped down from the sky.

 

Short hair.

 

Sturdy build.

 

Two swords fastened to both sides of his waist.

 

And white characters reading “Baekryeong-wi” carved on his shoulder.

 

Eun Woon-saeng crossed his arms and said.

 

“It’s been a while. Thousand Li Divine Eye Hyeon Sim.”

 

“Likewise. Senior Eun.”

 

“You have manners now, unlike back then.”

 

“I’ve aged, so I should have some changes too.”

 

Hyeon Sim’s alias was Thousand Li Divine Eye. The commander of Baekryeong-wi who looked down at the world from the heavens. His vision reached beyond a hundred li to a thousand li, observing the world with a gaze that saw everything.

 

The world spread rumors about his ability, saying he had a third eye on his forehead, but the reality was even more mysterious. The ‘Thousand Li Observation Technique’ he deployed was a domain beyond vision.

 

It was as if he borrowed heaven’s principles to peer into everything in the world.

 

He didn’t become commander of Baekryeong-wi for nothing.

 

“So, what do you have to say to this Sect Leader that made you reveal your presence?”

 

He hadn’t particularly wanted to interfere or show himself, but this time was a bit of an exception.

 

“He’s someone I’ve marked as my disciple.”

 

“Someone… I’d understand if you meant the girl who was beside that guy, but that’s not it, is it?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Your fortune truly overflows. But will it work out?”

 

“I’m skeptical, but I still don’t want to lose him to outsiders.”

 

Hyeon Sim read it at a glance.

 

Eun Woon-saeng is absolutely no fool. Even if he had fulfilled Salhon Gate’s final wish, would he additionally lend Salhon Gate’s power on top of that? And to Seol Woon-hwi personally at that?

 

There is no kindness without reason in this world.

 

Looking at such Hyeon Sim, Eun Woon-saeng opened his mouth.

 

“It’s true I coveted him as a disciple, but would he come? That fellow?”

 

“I wouldn’t know. So I’d prefer if you didn’t bother trying.”

 

Eun Woon-saeng chuckled softly.

 

“There are various ways to form connections even if not as a disciple.”

 

“You truly haven’t changed at all.”

 

“You haven’t changed either.”

 

The two looked at each other for a moment.

 

There was no intention to deny it.

 

The moment Hyeon Sim saw Woon-hwi, he had decided he must take him as a disciple. He judged him to be perfectly suitable as the next commander of Baekryeong-wi.

 

Eun Woon-saeng felt the same way.

 

Whether Seol Woon-hwi became the Young Palace Lord or Palace Lord, regardless of such things, he was someone who would shake up Murim in some way.

 

The light he emanated was far too brilliant. How could one leave such a gem alone?

 

It would be good to accept him as a disciple, and it would be good to make him a ‘son-in-law’ as well.

 

He intended to form a connection in some way.

 

“Now go back to that vast Great Desert.”

 

“I was planning to return anyway. You go home and guard your house.”

 

The corner of Hyeon Sim’s mouth twitched.

 

The two didn’t converse any further beyond that.

 

While wanting the existence called Seol Woon-hwi was a common point, mutually disliking each other ‘personally’ was also a common point.

 

Woon-hwi might not be aware of it, but his existence was already gradually growing larger.

 

In any Murim Sega in Murim, it’s extremely rare for the youngest to become the head.

 

Moreover, Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace isn’t an ordinary Murim Sega.

 

It’s like a nation.

 

Even for a nation, if the youngest with the lowest rank were to inherit the throne, an tremendous amount of blood would have to be spilled.

 

Why did Hyeon Sim and Eun Woon-saeng think of taking Woon-hwi as a disciple after seeing him?

 

In their view, Seol Jung-cheon wasn’t someone who would make risky moves.

 

It was clear he wouldn’t consider placing his youngest son Seol Woon-hwi in the Young Palace Lord position or Palace Lord position, and if that happened, the existence called Seol Woon-hwi would become a great threat to Seol Palace itself.

 

It was truly a difficult problem.

 

The talent he possessed shone far too brightly, but since that light devoured other lights, those whose light was being devoured would naturally think of extinguishing it somehow.

 

That would eventually become the prelude to internal strife.

 

They wanted to take him.

 

Before that light was extinguished, they wanted to embrace it.

 

However the conclusion turned out, ultimately all these things had to be followed by Seol Jung-cheon’s decision.

 

Eun Woon-saeng turned around, and Hyeon Sim also turned around.

 

* * *

 

There was someone who had recognized Woon-hwi’s value before Eun Woon-saeng or Hyeon Sim.

 

Woon-hwi intended to follow him and listen to his words. If he told him to die, he was even prepared to end his life on the spot without a moment’s hesitation. This wasn’t blind loyalty. It was regret.

 

At the final moment of his previous life, what hurt most wasn’t the torn blood vessels or physical pain. It was his soul.

 

Guilt, regret, remorse, lamentation, sorrow, and gratitude.

 

In the life he had gained anew, who occupied the largest place in Woon-hwi’s heart?

 

His father, Seol Jung-cheon.

 

The greatest bottom line remaining in Woon-hwi’s heart, the last and first conscience and standard to exist. Absolute trust without a shred of wavering. That Seol Jung-cheon said to Woon-hwi.

 

“Are you interested in the position of Young Palace Lord?”

 

There was something in Woonseol Hall that he hadn’t seen before.

 

It was a large fish tank, and the red carp swimming inside was clearly emanating an extraordinary aura. That must be the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear.

 

A fish tank in the office where the Palace Lord of Seol Palace resided, and the Young Palace Lord position.

 

Woon-hwi smiled slightly.

 

“Are you concerned?”

 

“Am I the one asking?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Seol Jung-cheon smiled faintly and sat in the chair across from him. There was a reason for all of his father’s actions. Woon-hwi took this as meaning he should continue talking about that.

 

So he continued.

 

“Eun Woon-saeng and Hyeon Sim are trying to take me as their disciple.”

 

“I won’t deny it.”

 

“In Eun Woon-saeng’s case, it’s clear he evaluates my existence very highly. Even if it’s difficult to accept me as a disciple, he’ll probably try to form a connection with me in some way. For example.”

 

“There would be marriage talks.”

 

“Yes. It’s the most certain and easiest method. In Hyeon Sim’s case, it’s a bit different from Eun Woon-saeng.”

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