The Reincarnated Hunter Sweeps Up All Fortunes - Chapter 13

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Episode 13
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It was beyond strange—downright suspicious.
‘A coincidence?’
……was it?
When Im Gang spotted another senior servant, Mark 5, carrying a Refined Qi Restoration Pill, he was certain.
These bastards were skimming Spirit Elixirs.
‘Stealing from someone who owns the thing makes you a thief, but stealing from a thief—that shouldn’t count as stealing, right?’
There was logic to that……!
As closing time arrived, senior servant Mark 5 returned.
Surprisingly, he was still alive.
“Where are you headed?”
“I have business to attend to.”
Im Gang parted ways with Baek Cheon quickly and circled back toward Wol Hyang Ru.
He waited for senior servant Mark 4 to show himself.
Three senior servants had died so far.
If his assumption was correct, they were thieves siphoning off Spirit Elixirs.
And yet.
Three dead, all operating from the same location—Wol Hyang Ru—would be idiotic.
They’d suspect something, or believe they were already under suspicion.
So when would they make their move?
‘After work, obviously.’
Im Gang circled the area until Mark 4 emerged from Wol Hyang Ru.
[Hwan Ryu Bo Beop skill activated.]
He practiced the footwork as he followed, keeping his distance.
Hwan Ryu Bo Beop was a second-rank movement technique.
At mastery, it allowed the feet to move in perfect circles.
At first rank, the characteristic hardly manifested, so it didn’t matter much.
……though he did look awkwardly stiff, truth be told.
“Mom, that person walks weird.”
“Who…… oh goodness.”
He felt deeply ashamed, though most people didn’t notice.
Or rather, they had better not notice—because his posture resembled someone trying not to soil himself while walking. It was a matter of human dignity.
The street remained crowded before sunset, so he lost sight of Mark 4 often.
But with Map Skill and Treasure Detection Skill, he followed the signal of the Refined Qi Restoration Pill.
While working at Wol Hyang Ru, he’d kept the range minimal, but now there was no need for restraint.
Once he locked onto a treasure, he could pursue without delay or cooldown.
And so he arrived at the slums of Hangzhou.
If the Northwest Slums where Im Gang lived were inhabited mainly by Vagrants,
then the Northeast Slums were where Rogues gathered—those without sect affiliation, plagued by meager skill and serious problems like substance addiction.
‘Something smells…… something reeks…….’
As if awakening a dormant Martial World detective deep within him—though that wasn’t quite it—treasure markers began dotting his map, growing in number as they multiplied.
Every single one glowed in soft yellow: Yellow Items.
He’d thought Spirit Elixirs were rare, but in that moment he revised his assessment.
They’d been siphoning them all off—leaving nothing behind.
The petty bastards had hoarded them all for themselves.
‘And I could eat well too……!’
The jealousy was so intense his stomach twisted in agony.
A short time passed.
Once the sharp pangs in his gut subsided, Im Gang gathered his thoughts.
Mark 4 stealing Spirit Elixirs was likely the truth.
His connection to the Rogue Slum Village was almost certain.
He hadn’t witnessed anything firsthand, but a servant from Wol Hyang Ru showing up in the slums was honestly suspicious enough on its own.
‘But would anyone believe me if I told them?’
What if the three dead senior servants had been killed for some other reason entirely?
What if they’d known this fact and simply overlooked it?
Ugh……. My head hurts.
Overworking a mind that barely functioned to begin with was giving him a splitting headache……!
To cut to the conclusion:
all of Im Gang’s worries became moot.
“Who are you?”
A master had caught him from behind.
The hair on his entire body stood on end, prickling with an electric sensation that burned across his skin.
It was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
The touch of death itself.
The same sensation he’d felt when the Grim Reaper had held its sickle beneath his chin.
Since his rebirth and life as a Vagrant, he’d felt it only a handful of times.
Most dangers in this life hadn’t come close to threatening his life the way they had in his previous one.
‘At least First Rank or higher.’
Cold sweat gathered on his forehead and down his spine, trickling slowly down his back.
Im Gang didn’t know if his Ki Sense worked the same way as that of ordinary martial artists.
After all, it had become a skill the moment he registered his martial techniques.
What was certain was that Im Gang’s Ki Sense functioned in two ways.
One was presence detection.
His senses sharpened, allowing him to detect footsteps, gazes, and the like.
The other was Internal Energy.
If someone wasn’t actively suppressing their Internal Energy, he could sense it.
By that measure, the master whose voice had come from behind him was one whom he couldn’t detect with his Ki Sense.
That was why he’d guessed the man was First Rank or higher.
But then.
“I said, who the hell are you?”
Im Gang found it strange in that moment.
The accent of the master standing behind him…….
How to describe it.
It was slightly slurred and faltering, like that of someone who’d had too much to drink.
“……Heh. You’re ignoring what I’m saying?”
“Not at all!”
The moment the word “ignoring” reached his ears, his mind went ice-cold.
Im Gang spun around quickly, offering his apology.
He saw a man whose face was twisted grotesquely. One eye was squinted, his pupils slightly unfocused. His mouth was twisted in an expression somewhere between crying and laughter, utterly grotesque.
Sniff.
Im Gang’s nostrils flared involuntarily. A scent brushed past the tip of his nose in that instant.
It was the reek that clung to idle Vagrants who sprawled like jellyfish washed ashore on the mudflats.
‘This man. He’s taken something.’
“I’m a Vagrant…….”
“Forget it. What’re you doing here?”
Ah.
“What are you doing here?” — that’s what he’d been asking.
“……I received a summons and was waiting.”
“Summons? Ah. So that’s how it is. Follow me.”
The master’s pronunciation grew increasingly slurred.
Im Gang considered fleeing for a moment, but the man’s pupils hadn’t fully dilated.
If he tried to run, he’d be dead before he took a step.
Im Gang understood that the Grim Reaper’s sickle still hadn’t moved from beneath his chin.
‘This could be an opportunity, though.’
When he glanced at the Map, there were a considerable number of items there — not just Yellow Items, but Purple Items and items verging on purple as well.
They were all clustered in one location.
……Wait?
* * *
Vagrant Code Rule 5.
Leave a strong, favorable impression on the person who hired you.
It wasn’t easy.
You had to possess genuine skill, and circumstances had to align in your favor.
Simply put, it came down to luck.
There was even a rule in place for when it seemed he couldn’t follow Rule 5.
Rule 6.
If you can’t do anything else, quietly bury it and move on.
‘But for someone as handsome as me, Rule 6 isn’t going to cut it.’
For that reason.
He made a habit of deliberately going unwashed or keeping himself looking unkempt.
His hair was matted and unkempt, his bangs left unchecked, dulling the sharpness of his features.
But now?
Working as a servant at Wol Hyang Ru had given him the chance to wash and groom himself.
His handsome face now commanded attention.
Standing next to someone like Baek Cheon, he’d still look like a squid next to a shark—there was no helping that.
Anyway, the reason his thoughts had suddenly drifted in this direction was simple.
“Whee-hee-hee…….”
“I’m flying… I’m flying through the sky…….”
“Have you seen the blue world? It’s filled with dreams and hope.”
In a place cluttered with all manner of items, the Rogues had thrown themselves a full-blown party.
Drool pooling from their mouths, limbs thrashing uselessly.
Those ones weren’t the problem.
Drunk to that degree, they wouldn’t remember a thing come morning.
The problem was the ones who still looked coherent.
“…….”
Drip. Drip.
……So it had been unnecessary worry after all.
The one who looked fine suddenly opened his mouth, and saliva came pouring out like a river.
“Uhhh. Jusht… a bit more…….”
The master who had been shadowing Im Gang was starting to struggle as well.
He too would likely have no memory of this tomorrow.
Unless he had to be killed.
‘By any means necessary.’
He steadied his nerves and followed where the drunk man led.
There lay Refined Qi Restoration Pills alongside mysterious Spirit Elixirs, expensive-looking weapons he’d always wanted to try, and Protective Undergarments.
It was almost impossible not to shout “This is treasure!”
At the same time, a red alarm screamed through his mind—just as it had when that master had shadowed him.
No.
The alarm had been sounding since before.
Now its intensity had simply peaked.
‘That bastard said today was the day.’
A master of that caliber having no reason to be in this place was strange.
A master who could claim a high position in any sect across Hangzhou.
In a Rogue Slum Village?
‘There’s a place where these goods are traded.’
And.
Today was the transaction day.
Im Gang found himself trembling without meaning to.
‘I’m finished.’
He had to escape now.
When the trader arrived, he wouldn’t just have his cover blown—he’d die.
Everyone else was soaked in the drug in that state.
But if someone in that condition harbored killing intent, it was no ordinary situation.
Perhaps that’s why.
“Where are you going?”
The master’s slurred speech suddenly sharpened.
Suspicion flickered in his eyes.
The moment that suspicion turned to certainty, the scythe of death beneath his chin would sever his throat in an instant.
“The quantity is too large for me to carry alone, sir.”
“That so?”
“The haul is larger than usual, which is fortunate—but trying to move all this by myself risks exposure.”
“……That’s true.”
Im Gang stroked his chin as if deep in thought.
* * *
As Im Gang slipped out of the Rogue Slum Village,
‘Damn! I made it, I made it!’
he screamed silently to himself.
Adrenaline shot through his veins, dopamine and catharsis erupted, and exhilaration coursed through him.
Skipping the details, the result was that he’d managed to pocket several treasures, including Spirit Elixirs.
Technically, he’d left saying he’d be back for the rest,
‘This much won’t hurt.’
Ah.
I’d also quietly pocketed a handful of silver coins.
Using the Thousand-Li Divine Throw Technique made it easy enough.
If a first-rank cultivator could manage this much, I dreaded to think what the higher ranks would accomplish.
“……Let’s consume all the Spirit Elixirs first.”
Six elixirs in total, including the Refined Qi Restoration Pill.
After appraising them, I found that ingesting them together would grant roughly twenty-five years’ worth of internal energy—ranging from three to five years per elixir.
I’d heard that Spirit Elixirs diminish in efficacy the more frequently one takes them.
‘That’s why later I’ll need to consume elixirs infused with pure energy, I suppose.’
With my current paltry internal energy, that was a problem for another day.
I crossed my legs, took each elixir in turn, and sank into Energy Circulation Meditation.
[Your total internal energy has increased by a minor amount.]
…….
[Your total internal energy has increased by a minor amount.]
My total gain came to thirteen years and one hundred fifty-four days of internal energy.
* * *
The Envoy of the Demonic Cult came back to himself only when the fever in his skull began to cool.
“Blast it.”
On learning that some unknown wretch had stolen goods from the Demonic Cult, fury had consumed his reason entirely.
He should have extracted some details before killing the man.
“Tch. What a headache.”
With the magistrate’s attention already fixed on Hangzhou, he’d meant to suspend dealings here for a while anyway.
But by slaughtering every last one, he’d ended up severing ties completely.
The Envoy swept together what remained, set fire to it, and departed.
……For Im Gang, blissfully unaware and still absorbing his Spirit Elixirs, it was nothing but good fortune.

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