Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82

 

Yang Seol-jin’s eyes curved gently.

 

“I see. It seems I’ve unnecessarily troubled the Palace Lord’s mind.”

 

“It’s fine. Go on.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Yang Seol-jin’s eyes remained curved as he turned around.

 

Seol Jung-cheon’s words had confirmed it.

 

No, he should have been certain from long ago.

 

Who is the person Seol Jung-cheon cherishes most in all of Murim?

 

Seol Woon-hwi.

 

Whether he had become Seol-ap’s puppet or whatever he had done, Seol Jung-cheon had never once glossed over reports about Seol Woon-hwi.

 

He always looked into them, always asked questions.

 

His attitude was completely different from how he treated other Polar Descendants.

 

This was enough.

 

Yang Seol-jin’s steps were light. The moment he turned around, a smile appeared on his lips. It wasn’t a simple smile. His eyes curved deeply upward while his lips slowly twisted and curled up. His face was filled with a mixture of madness and ecstasy.

 

The rewards he would gain in the future.

 

Thinking of those things that would come into his hands soon, his face became even more distorted.

 

As if his long-hidden true nature was bursting forth.

 

And it disappeared in an instant.

 

Yang Seol-jin, with his usual gentle expression, silently continued walking.

 

It was happiness, and it was madness.

 

* * *

 

Pain like lava flowing through his blood vessels engulfed his entire body.

 

It wasn’t an unfamiliar process.

 

He had experienced it several times in his previous life. However, this time was a bit special. Even for Woon-hwi, forcibly inducing Bone Transformation rather than letting it occur naturally was a first.

 

Crack, crunch.

 

With chilling sounds, his body began preparing for transformation.

 

Bones shattered and blood vessels cracked.

 

Amid the pain of flesh being torn, Woon-hwi calmly regulated his breathing. This was the moment when his wretched body would be reborn.

 

He had to maintain tranquility and keep his mind clear as well.

 

Red energy enveloped his body. The spiritual energy of a creature formed over nearly ten thousand years penetrated every corner of his flesh.

 

First were the blood vessels.

 

The thick, crude blood vessels began to be refined and expanded, and the flow of internal energy within them changed. Like a rough dirt road transforming into a smooth silk path.

 

Like long-blocked river water bursting forth, the Fire Pear’s energy swept through the thick, crude blood vessels. Impurities were washed away and the vessels became increasingly clear.

 

Next were the muscles. Woon-hwi felt his body being newly reconstructed. Each muscle fiber was broken down and rewoven to become stronger. Though he had experienced this process several times in his previous life, this time the changes were occurring more deeply due to the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear’s power.

 

Finally, his bones began to move. His skeleton subtly twisted as it found new positions. The process of becoming harder and more flexible than before continued.

 

How much time had passed?

 

Woon-hwi’s eyes slowly opened. Red energy no longer emanated from his body. Instead, clear energy surrounded him.

 

He raised his hand. He felt a completely different sensation than before. It was no longer wretched. Though not perfect, it was at least a body that could now move according to his will.

 

Yes.

 

A body that could move according to his will.

 

It wasn’t a body that the Five Dragon Peak Realm could contain.

 

He had to go beyond that.

 

Woonseol Hall was shrouded in silence. He recognized the massive ice barrier that could cover his body and more, but that was all.

 

This was Seol Jung-cheon’s consideration.

 

And Seol Jung-cheon had surely quickly realized what Woon-hwi was trying to do. Otherwise, there would be no reason to create such a barrier.

 

It was truly a good thing.

 

To be with someone whose intentions aligned with his own.

 

Woon-hwi closed his eyes again.

 

At the Five Dragon Peak Realm, his Chong Mai and Dai Mai had already been completely opened.

 

If he was satisfied with just that, he should go die.

 

Woon-hwi’s consciousness turned toward his back.

 

Where the Du Mai was located. The bodily refinement forcibly built up with the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear began ascending along his spine.

 

Slowly at first, then gradually faster.

 

Thump-!

 

The internal energy ascending along his spine met a blockage. Though it was like a solid wall, Woon-hwi didn’t panic.

 

It was supposed to be solid from the start. This was the Du Mai.

 

Woon-hwi’s enlightenment gently arose.

 

‘Don’t try to turn back just because it’s blocked. Simply let it flow.’

 

The internal energy didn’t try to break the wall. Instead, it seeped through.

 

Like water seeping through cracks in rock, naturally and slowly, the Du Mai opened.

 

Simultaneously, Woon-hwi sent internal energy toward the Ren Mai. The meridian extending from chest to navel reacted differently from the Du Mai. It opened slowly like a flower blooming.

 

Thump-

 

A heavy resonance spread from his body. As the Du Mai and Ren Mai opened simultaneously, his internal energy began forming a complete circulation. The internal energy that ascended along his spine passed through the crown of his head, flowed down the front, then gathered again in his lower abdomen.

 

The true change began from this point.

 

The internal energy circulating in Woon-hwi’s Middle Dantian began moving downward.

 

The Lower Dantian and Middle Dantian began colliding violently, then naturally.

 

Like ice melting into water, the two gradually became one. The Middle Dantian and Lower Dantian began unifying.

 

Rumble.

 

Though he wasn’t conscious of it, the ice barrier surrounding Woon-hwi began shaking.

 

Small whirlpools created by the circulation of internal energy were striking the barrier.

 

He smiled.

 

Woon-hwi slowly opened his eyes.

 

The whirlpool of energy naturally seeped into Woon-hwi’s body.

 

Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

 

He had reached it.

 

* * *

 

The ice walls that had been erected around him scattered like smoke as if they had been that way from the beginning.

 

Rising from his position, what I saw was Father sitting by the window of Woonseol Hall, drinking tea.

 

“Sit.”

 

“Yes.”

 

I sat across from Father. Amid the gentle spread of tea fragrance, Father’s deep gaze turned toward me.

 

I waited.

 

Because he seemed to have something to say.

 

“Your growth is truly remarkable.”

 

“You praise me too highly.”

 

“No, it’s not excessive praise. Setting aside consuming the Ten Thousand Year Fire Pear and undergoing Bone Transformation, immediately advancing your realm afterward is something that, I can say with certainty, not just anyone can do.”

 

Father’s eyes looked directly at me.

 

“No matter how much you’ve regressed, executing the theories in your head is an entirely different matter. I thought you were extraordinary, but that was actually underestimating you.”

 

I was accustomed to receiving praise. Most people called me a genius and said I was extraordinary, but no praise had ever made me smile.

 

Because there was someone I most wanted to hear it from.

 

Because I hadn’t been able to hear it from that person.

 

So at this moment, I could smile with genuine sincerity.

 

“Thank you, Father.”

 

Silently setting down the tea he had been holding, Father spoke.

 

“I wish to hear the wise counsel of the Blood Heaven Middle Emperor.”

 

I flinched momentarily at the word “wise counsel.” It wasn’t simple respect, but meant he fully acknowledged my previous life.

 

My position in my previous life was literally below one person and above ten thousand.

 

From that position, I made countless decisions, and those decisions were always absolute.

 

Father was very serious, so I too had to become serious.

 

Before long, Father slowly began his story.

 

After the recent invasion by Poison Snake Valley, a search for spies within Baekryeong-wi had begun.

 

At that time, spies from the Martial Alliance, Four Heaven Alliance, and Origin Blood Sect were discovered.

 

Naturally, Father had sent official documents to them and received unsatisfactory responses.

 

To Father’s question about what kind of action I thought would be appropriate going forward, I pondered carefully before opening my mouth.

 

“First, I’m curious about how Father was planning to act.”

 

Without hesitation, Father answered.

 

“I was thinking of erasing five branches of the Martial Alliance and five branches of the Four Heaven Alliance from this world. For the Origin Blood Sect, I was planning to plant spies in return.”

 

I thought for a moment.

 

“The foundation of such thinking must surely be because you believe the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s current prestige has fallen greatly. Am I correct?”

 

“Exactly right.”

 

“You must have thought that you neglected the Snow Palace’s affairs while pursuing the legend left by the previous generation, and as a result, these incidents occurred. And you must have thought you needed to make up for it even now. Is this also correct?”

 

“Quite impressive.”

 

I shook my head. This wasn’t something to call impressive. It was obvious.

 

How do those with real power in Murim actually act?

 

There are those who devise schemes like Seo Hyo whom I met recently, but that’s only behavior done because they lack ‘power.’

 

Those with power act really simply.

 

If there are enemies, they go and kill them; if there’s a sect that needs to be destroyed, they go and destroy it.

 

Father is no different.

 

In my previous life, Father certainly neglected the Snow Palace’s affairs. He allowed gaps, and the enemies didn’t miss those gaps.

 

If he erased five branches each, that alone would be a great blow to them, and planting spies in the Origin Blood Sect wouldn’t be very difficult.

 

Because I’m here.

 

But these things could come back as far too great a price in the future.

 

“Since you asked for the opinion of the Blood Heaven Middle Emperor, I’ll tell you. Father, the Snow Palace right now is like a sandcastle barely holding up by believing in one person called Father.”

 

“That’s also correct.”

 

“Therefore, you must ‘remain silent’ for now.”

 

“…Silence…”

 

Since I was in Seol-ap, I went and killed those defined as ‘enemies’ in some way or another.

 

I massacred the Four Major Sects of Yang-ryeong, killed even the magistrate, and captured and killed the constables under him.

 

It might seem strange for the word “remain silent” to come from my mouth, but I don’t move without thinking. It’s the same now.

 

Right now, silence is the answer.

 

“I’ll explain the reason from now on.”

 

“I’m listening.”

 

“The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace is a sandcastle, but if it unites completely as one, even if the Origin Blood Sect is difficult, we can adequately face the Martial Alliance, and we can definitely destroy the Four Heaven Alliance.”

 

Father’s eyes sparkled.

 

“That’s how it looks to you?”

 

I nodded.

 

“However, ‘currently’ we would certainly be defeated. Whether against the Martial Alliance or Origin Blood Sect, we would lose even fighting the Four Heaven Alliance.”

 

“Is there a reason?”

 

“Because we’re not united as one.”

 

“…Hmm…”

 

“The inside is already greatly divided. There’s something that even Hyeon Sim and Father can’t properly grasp.”

 

In my previous life, the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace became a wasteland. It collapsed all at once like a real sandcastle.

 

How was that possible?

 

Just Yang Seol-jin alone made that possible? That’s bullshit.

 

There must have been collaborators.

 

Both outside and inside.

 

The outside doesn’t matter. They’re already clearly distinguished.

 

But the inside is the problem.

 

“Do you trust me?”

 

Without a moment’s hesitation, Father answered.

 

“I trust you.”

 

“Then trust me and remain silent.”

 

“Silence… It seems you already have something in mind.”

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