Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 88

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“Land?”

“Even if it’s not a good location, that’s fine.”

Since she was such a strange woman, he knew she wouldn’t choose ordinary rewards like jade rings, ornaments, or perfumes.

But land?

‘What does she plan to use it for?’

When Mujin just tilted his head with a puzzled expression and didn’t give a definitive answer, Riser became anxious.

“Please buy it for me! Didn’t you say before that you would buy it for me!”

Riser grabbed Mujin’s shoulders and shook him while pleading.

“I never said I wouldn’t buy it! And when did I ever say such a thing?”

“You said it when we first met in Noeok. You said you would ‘bury me in a sunny place’…”

“That’s completely different!”

Just as the two people who had been bickering for a while somehow reached a dramatic agreement.

Flash!

Without any warning, the entire world was engulfed in light.

“…! Dang Ri-seo!”

The fierce light was so intense that he couldn’t even squint his eyes open, making it no different from darkness in that nothing could be seen.

“I’m here!”

Fortunately, the voice could be heard from not too far away.

Mujin flailed his arms and moved forward until something caught at his fingertips.

When he finally reached where he could feel soft fabric and the body warmth beyond it, Mujin let out a sigh of relief.

“What is this all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know either.”

Mujin searched for Riser’s hand and gripped it tightly.

Physical distance had no meaning in the Mundane World.

If they got lost by mistake…

‘Let’s not talk about it.’

Mujin saved his words.

What happens to people who get lost in the Mundane World in reality. There was no point in talking about such things now, as it would only frighten Riser unnecessarily.

“There’s a high possibility that something happened externally that affected this place. Since it’s come to this, we need to get out of the Mundane World as quickly as possible.”

“What about the meat dumplings?”

“Is that important right now! I’ll even buy you elixirs if you’re lacking, so forget about it!”

Riser wanted to grumble a bit, but listening to it, Mujin’s words were right.

“Understood. I’ll prioritize escape first.”

“That’s what I’m saying. So what’s the method to get out?”

“Uh.”

Riser gulped nervously.

* * *

Mujin had an ominous feeling.

It was similar to the uncomfortable and awkward sensation of belatedly realizing you were in a disadvantageous position on a chess board.

“Don’t tell me there’s no way out.”

Mujin’s voice was calm. Worried that his anxiety might be transmitted to the other person, he deliberately maintained a relaxed tone. In this situation, neither of them could afford to waver.

“Th-there is… there is one, but…”

But Riser’s voice grew smaller and smaller.

Mujin gauged the weight of that hesitation. She said there was one. Then there was hope. The problem was what would follow after that.

“What’s the problem?”

Experienced users of the Mundane World have clear escape methods just as much as entry methods.

To consciously reconstruct the internal environment or manipulate it to the level of rewriting rules, the user must be able to clearly recognize that the Mundane World is nothing more than imagination.

The moment that thread of recognition loosens, the Mundane World devours the user.

That’s why skilled users prepare their own anchor – a unique ritual to return to reality.

Riser also had her own way of escaping.

“A spinning top… you see…”

Even though it was a parody of a Hollywood movie.

“A spinning top? A toy spinning top?”

Mujin asked again, doubting whether he had heard correctly.

“That’s right. It’s a small spinning top that I spin on a flat surface. When it loses balance and falls over, I exit the Mundane World.”

“I… I see.”

‘Why go through such a complicated and troublesome process?’

Mujin didn’t voice that thought, but he thought Riser’s preferences were quite peculiar.

“Anyway, I understand. It won’t be easy since we can’t see ahead. Where is the spinning top?”

“In my sleeve.”

At least it was fortunate that it wasn’t somewhere far away. Mujin took a moment to catch his breath and felt relieved that the situation wasn’t completely hopeless.

“I wonder about that…”

Riser was somewhat skeptical.

Because while a poison master’s sleeve might look no different from any other martial artist’s on the outside, the inside was a completely different world.

Various powerful handmade poisons were scattered about in similar containers that couldn’t be distinguished by touch.

“Just because I’m a poison master doesn’t mean I’m immune to all poisons. If I get poisoned, it would be hard to distinguish the bottle containing the antidote. Honestly, I think it’s quite dangerous.”

“Can you get poisoned even in the Mundane World?”

“Since I recognize it as poison, I think I could get poisoned.”

The laws of the Mundane World are the user’s perception.

As long as Riser knew that substance was poison, poison would act as poison even within the Mundane World. Just as knowledge could be a weapon, knowledge could also be shackles.

Mujin nodded and let out a long breath.

As Riser said, this wasn’t going to be easy. But just because it was difficult didn’t mean they could just give up.

‘If we’re in danger in reality, that would be more fatal than any danger that could arise in the Mundane World.’

Riser might not know since she had just joined recently, but didn’t the Swordmaster and Poison Master have many enemies?

Grudges accumulated over decades were never light matters. Making a name in the martial world always meant calling in those who targeted that name as well.

…Actually, Mujin himself had many enemies too.

“I’ll search through it.”

“What?! If you give up on life so easily…”

“I said I’ll search through it, not die! Your sleeve, I mean!”

“The meaning is pretty much the same though.”

Saying he would search through Riser’s sleeve full of poisons was essentially the same as saying he would die.

Riser’s tone was still calm, but there was genuine concern underlying it. She knew better than anyone how dangerous a space her sleeve was.

“Don’t underestimate the Cheonma Sinkong. Do you think this body would fear such mere poisons?”

“?? Are you immune to all poisons?”

“Well, not exactly…”

Mujin coughed awkwardly and continued speaking.

“Let’s talk about the details later and try it first. Anyway, I thought of a method.”

“Are you always this reckless?”

“I tend to be.”

Hmm. If that’s how he originally was, what could be done?

Since no other solution came to mind, Riser had no choice but to agree.

However, there was a minor difficulty.

“Here… is this the right place?”

Not being able to see made even such simple tasks infinitely complicated.

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