The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 90

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Episode 90. Tectonic Shift (5)
Seon Woo-hui, presiding over the meeting, held the floor for a moment.
“Well, everyone knows this already, but for the sake of fairness, let me state it officially: if anyone secures seven votes or more, they get an exclusive bid. If the votes split such that no one gains a majority, the top two vote-getters will compete. The second-place finisher must have at least three votes, of course.”
Since whoever obtained Priority Conquest Rights over a region required a threshold of consensus to avoid unnecessary objections later.
“After that, we officially report the prioritized conquest target to the government and the assembly, go through verification, and the final jurisdiction is confirmed.”
Park Min-gyu gave a perfunctory nod, though his thoughts clearly lay elsewhere—his gaze fixed on Jeong Cheol and Jeong Hyun-soo like a predator eyeing prey.
“Well, you probably know anyway, but I’m passing. Why would I invest in that barren wasteland? Cambodia’s the best bet, I hear.”
With four votes already secured, this withdrawal from Mirae’s Park Min-gyu shifted the landscape.
If just one more vote went to Ilseong, the Gates across North Hamgyong Province and the Gaema Plateau—Songgwang’s most valuable holdings—would fall under Ilseong’s jurisdiction.
The guild masters who’d sent only proxies without attending had surely been promised something in exchange.
‘So this is how Ilseong operates.’
Seon Woo-jin turned toward the Garam Guild delegation, a thin smile playing at the corners of his lips.
“Seonhwa will bid for the Priority Conquest Right.”
A maneuver to sidestep public scrutiny about the Three Great Guilds colluding. Mirae would bow out, and Seonhwa would play the competitor.
With just one more vote tipping to Ilseong, the outcome would be sealed.
Garam and Hanul had united to muscle out Songgwang, but together they mustered only two votes.
Myeonggeuk and Sodam had no choice but to watch Ilseong’s expression and adjust accordingly.
They knew better than anyone what price defection would cost—betting against Ilseong or siding with Garam or Hanul.
‘So, how will you play this?’
The moment Seon Woo-jin’s gaze found Jeong Hyun-soo.
“Hanul will support Seonhwa.”
“What…?”
Seon Woo-jin doubted his own ears for an instant.
“Poor hearing at your age already—must be rough. I said Seonhwa.”
“…Not Garam, then?”
“Man! Are you treating me like I’ve got dementia already? Seonhwa. Seonhwa!”
“Ah, no, of course, Chairman…”
Something unprecedented was unfolding.
Had Garam and Hanul split?
Seon Woo-jin glanced at Chairman Seon Woo-hui. The Ilseong leader, known as the Diminutive Giant, showed no outward sign of disturbance.
“Two votes for Seonhwa. Noted.”
Immediately, all eyes turned naturally to a single figure.
Jeong Cheol, Garam’s guild master.
Park Min-gyu, observing Jeong Cheol’s pupils as he received the weight of every other master’s stare, felt his brow furrow.
“Again?”
This time it wasn’t Jeong Hyun-soo but Jeong Cheol who cast a subtle glance toward Han Do-hyun of Seonhwa.
Then.
His voice came.
“Garam will support Seonhwa.”
“What the—”
Seon Woo-jin shot to his feet.
By all accounts, Ilseong had secured four votes. With Mirae’s withdrawal and Seonhwa’s self-bid, two votes were now split.
The strategy teams of all three guilds had insisted one of Garam or Hanul would be thrown behind the chosen faction.
If they’d simply kept Myeonggeuk and Sodam in line, the Exclusive Bid would have been a foregone conclusion.
Myeonggeuk and Sodam now meant nothing.
With Seonhwa suddenly holding three votes and Myeonggeuk receiving four, competition was now mandatory by the rules.
‘The money we poured into those useless bastards…!’
The anticipated returns alone—from media outlets and ventures run by Myeonggeuk and Sodam—exceeded three hundred billion won.
It was the opening move of a long-term project: expanding Ilseong’s base, securing North Hamgyong Province, and establishing a smooth trading network with Siberia and China,
the first test to solidify Seon Woo-jin’s position as successor. And it was crumbling from the start, absurdly undone.
……
Chairman Seon Woo-hui, seated in the chair of office, held documents in hand while studying the assembly hall over the rim of his glasses.
His gaze lingered especially on the chairmen of Garam and Hanul, the ones who’d just upended all expectations.
“Shouldn’t we move to the next procedures, Chairman?”
At Ji Sang-wook’s prompt, Seon Woo-hui nodded slowly.
“Right. We’ve got to finish what we started. In any case, the vote results show that Ilseong and Seonhwa will compete for Priority Conquest Rights over North Hamgyong Province’s Gates. The Hunters Association will set the competition schedule and announce it officially later. For now, let’s adjourn.”
With the adjournment declared, Seon Woo-hui rose first, and a heavy silence settled over the hall.
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“Hey, what the hell have you been up to lately?”
Park Min-gyu dropped onto the sofa and growled at Han Do-hyun in a low voice.
“What am I supposed to do? I’m the one who’s been wronged here.”
Han Do-hyun’s face was clouded with grievance. Park Min-gyu, however, remained utterly unmoved.
“Wronged? When did the wronged party get Garam and Hanul to roast and vote for him, huh?”
“How would I know? I don’t understand what’s happening either right now. I only did what was decided!”
Han Do-hyun, venting his frustration, turned to look at Seon Woo-hui, who had been silent.
“Chairman. It’s not true. Really, it’s not.”
They’d held preliminary meetings with three guilds.
Besides, even if that weren’t the case, there’s no way he wouldn’t have known that Ilseong would covet the space Songgwang left behind.
If he couldn’t be confident in a direct confrontation, then accepting appropriate concessions and stepping back was his assessment of the right move.
But now that he’d suddenly been voted for unanimously by those he’d expected to contain him, there was plenty to worry about.
“Of course I trust you, Han. So don’t worry about it.”
Seon Woo-hui smiled benevolently.
“How many years have we been together? I won’t say a word over one variable like this. Anyway, I’m counting on you for this competition. Keep it light. Light as possible.”
“To be honest, given the tower raids and gate operations we’re currently conducting, we don’t have the capacity to compete.”
“I know. I know. But rules are rules.”
Ilseong’s eyes were naturally on Seonhwa as well. They likely grasped the current situation, if not the exact inner workings of how the guild operated.
“You must be busy, so go on. Didn’t you say you had a schedule?”
It was remarkably convenient timing.
Today, Seonhwa had to travel to Buckingham to obtain permits for operations being conducted in Europe.
“The Knight King won’t be lenient if you’re late.”
There were things that needed proper explanation, but if he unilaterally delayed his meeting with the Knight King, he would likely suffer significant losses in the European market.
“I’ll visit you soon.”
“Ha, you. Don’t you remember the Hunters Association director’s policy—competitors aren’t supposed to meet beforehand. Don’t worry and just go.”
Han Do-hyun bowed and left the room.
“Brother, what are we going to do about this?”
At Park Min-gyu’s question, Seon Woo-hui tilted his head.
“About what?”
“It looks like Ji Sang-wook and Jeong Cheol are scheming something.”
“I’ll start thinking about it now.”
“Shouldn’t I know what you’re thinking?”
“Once it’s decided, I’ll tell you. Now go. I’m tired.”
“Ah, I’d prepared quite a bit thinking today would be a good day, but there’s nothing to be done. I’ll head out.”
Once Park Min-gyu left, Seon Woo-hui immediately called for Seon Woo-jin.
“Have the director come in.”
Seon Woo-jin, already standing by in anticipation, bowed his head immediately.
“I apologize.”
“What did I say was more important than apologies?”
“A solution.”
“How much have we invested so far?”
……
“Don’t hide anything. Tell me everything. Don’t be a bother, my boy.”
“A little over three hundred billion won.”
Chairman Seon Woo-hui’s gaze turned toward his desk.
A report was already waiting there. The figures that came from Seon Woo-jin’s mouth roughly matched those in the report.
“So what should we do?”
“Naturally, we’ll implement a strategy to pressure Garam and Hanul for disrupting the balance. Particularly, we’ll aggressively cut prices in the Magical Artifact market where Hanul generates its profits and sales, thereby reducing their revenue, and launch a massive campaign highlighting their weaknesses through thorough analysis.”
“What about Garam?”
“They don’t have a significant business, but we’ll choke off their main revenue stream—the supply of Byproduct Raw Materials itself. I’ve already circulated word among distributors, and once we get your confirmation, they won’t purchase anything.”
“They have the Knight King.”
“We can make domestic customs difficult before export, tying things up for months.”
If things went this way, Garam and Hanul would see their funding dry up in an instant.
Even if Hanul tried to develop new products, Ilseong would use the time to take over North Hamgyong Province and strengthen its position even further.
“There’s still something I haven’t taught you, my boy.”
“Sir?”
“Subordinates always need a lesson in caution.”
Seon Woo-jin tilted his head in confusion.
Already, policies to strangle Garam and Hanul were being implemented with the power of the government and the Association.
That alone would chill the hearts of other smaller guilds—what more could be needed?
“Seonhwa.”
Seon Woo-jin’s eyes widened in shock.
“What?”
“They need a reminder to take care with their appearance, to make every effort so that filth doesn’t cling to them. Not quite a punishment, but close.”
Seon Woo-hui continued his explanation.
“Make sure those who participate in the Competition don’t make it back alive.”
At the words of the small giant about what should happen to those who rise against Ilseong—a clear example being necessary at this juncture—cold sweat trickled down Seon Woo-jin’s back.
“Understood.”
He was his father, but truly a terrifying man.
Once you crossed him, he never let it rest.
The reason the guilds had survived thus far was either extraordinarily good fortune or the fact they hadn’t yet fallen out of Seon Woo-hui’s favor.
“It’s a shame, really. If only we hadn’t lost that woman.”
The Magical Stone Core Theory that was soon to be completed—imagining what might transpire if its ultimate form were achieved filled him with regret, but what couldn’t be helped simply couldn’t be helped.
In that very moment when Seon Woo-hui was sinking Garam and Hanul, preparing to elevate himself through this opportunity to become South Korea’s sole and supreme guild—
“Still, now that we’re genuinely setting ourselves against Ilseong, I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t some anxiety to it.”
Yet Ji Sang-wook had ultimately decided to rise against Ilseong.
His motivation stemmed not merely from riding on the coattails of Jeong Hyun-soo and Garam’s value, but from intelligence obtained in the laboratory.
In the end, the groundwork Songgwang had laid to harm Garam had the Hunters Association chairman’s approval.
What the Association chairman truly desired was his Artifact.
That greed to become the sole Archmage and rule would inevitably turn toward Hanul eventually, and Ilseong was one of Seon Woo-hyun’s sharpest blades.
“There’s no helping worry, I suppose.”
“Worry I do, but honestly, when I think of the world that will open anew from this, it’s worth trying if we can just hold on a little longer.”
Before Ji Sang-wook’s eyes stood brilliant mechanical equipment.
“Well then, bring me the final piece at once.”
The starting point of the Magical Revolution.
For the New Power Generation Station that would convert High-Grade Magical Stones into fuel, an improved resonance apparatus to assist Jeong Su-jin and Seuil, along with a stable supply of High-Grade Magical Stones, were ultimately necessary, and
Jeong Hyun-soo had first to conquer a dungeon to upgrade Seuil.
To be continued in the next chapter ▶
The Monopolizing Regression Martial God
Author
Cheon Ya
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Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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May 26, 2026
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