The Reincarnated Hunter Sweeps Up All Fortunes - Chapter 34

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Episode 34
Episode 34
The moment Baekryeol Magun vanished, Im Gang set about honing the blades of his vengeance.
[Concealment Lv. 1 → Concealment Lv. 3]
[Radiant Shadow Body Technique (Peak) One Stage → Radiant Shadow Body Technique (Peak) Six Stages]
[Wall-Breaking Finger Hole (Ascending Stage) One Stage → Wall-Breaking Finger Hole (Ascending Stage) Three Stages]
He poured every remaining Skill Point into these arts.
Cold logic would have suggested otherwise.
The wise path was to hoard Skill Points and cultivate Martial Arts through disciplined training instead.
‘If circumstances weren’t what they are, that’s exactly what I’d do.’
A shrewd wanderer always carried a hidden trump card sewn into the lining of his underclothes.
For that reason, he withdrew a Soo Cheong Pill from his inner garments.
It wouldn’t increase his Inner Power, but what did that matter now?
He consumed the Soo Cheong Pill and regulated his breathing through meditation. True to its reputation as a panacea from an orthodox sect, even brief meditation washed away his internal injuries as though they had never been.
‘If I subdue Baekryeol Magun today, fifty percent of the credit belongs to the Mudang Sect.’
It wasn’t mere flattery—it was the truth.
Back to the matter at hand.
He exhausted every Skill Point he’d been saving. There were two reasons he’d been cautious with them until now.
First, they were precious.
Skill Points could only be obtained through leveling up.
There was no other method.
In short, they were a finite resource.
Skills could be developed through proficiency drills and repeated practice, but such methods weren’t always reliable.
Second, he never knew when he’d need them.
Literally—to use them where and when they mattered most.
Exactly like now.
He’d once said that hoarding too long turned resources into waste.
Death wasn’t waste—it was simply the end.
There was an old saying: even rolling in a dung heap was better than this life ending. Now was the time to spend without holding back.
In that spirit, Concealment, Radiant Shadow Body Technique, and Wall-Breaking Finger Hole were the most potent skills he could invest in right now.
Potent in what way?
He’d find out soon enough.
* * *
Im Gang emerged and freed the wanderers who had been captured alongside him. Demon Persons guarded the cave entrance, but the moment he unfurled the Demon-Slaying Blood Scripture Sword, they submitted without resistance.
“Ugh?”
“…….”
Watching him devour a Mud Wall Grain Pill without a care made his horns crawl.
His horns… his horns felt like they’d blacken any moment now…!
Despite never having cultivated demonic arts, a strange sensation crept over him—as though he were on the verge of becoming a Demon Person himself.
When Im Gang briefly explained the situation, the wanderers mumbled and nodded.
They quickly rose to their feet, screaming for escape.
“This is the great escape!”
“Adventure, romance, and love!”
“Can we put this on our record?”
‘Do these bastards have something wrong with their heads?’
Im Gang left the cave with the wanderers. He recovered all the equipment that had been taken from them (and also claimed ownership of any gear whose original masters were no longer present).
In the process, he liberated others who had been imprisoned in different parts of the cave.
A few Demon Persons were keeping watch.
“Shriek!”
He dispatched them easily with the Demon-Slaying Blood Scripture Sword.
Every Demon Person he encountered was thoroughly subdued (and eliminated), after which he declared:
From now on, this territory is mine.
“Damn those Demon Person wretches!”
“So we just return to Hangju now?”
“Vengeance! I demand blood vengeance!”
The wanderers took up their weapons, their spirits inflamed—but the moment they caught sight of the Heterodox Alliance and Baekryeol Magun at war, they shrank back into timid silence.
“Blood calls to blood, as it always does.”
“Let us be grateful simply to be alive.”
Im Gang left the cowering wanderers to themselves and observed the battle unfold.
Baekryeol Magun was pushing forward without mercy. Yet Im Gang sensed this would be no easy fight.
The enemy forces from the Heterodox Alliance were simply too numerous.
Baekryeol Magun was no transcendent master—not the sort one heard whispered about in taverns, who could cleave heaven with a single sword stroke or topple mountains with a single palm strike.
Even his stamina and Inner Power had their limits.
Moreover, when they’d tried to turn him into a Demon Person, the energy from the Demon-Slaying Blood Scripture Sword had collided with theirs, leaving him with internal injuries he couldn’t shake.
They might be minor, but injuries were injuries.
‘There might come a chance to slip the blade in.’
The way the Heterodox Alliance’s masters combined their attacks was genuinely threatening.
Had their opponent been anyone but Baekryeol Magun, that is.
He killed two men with a single strike, detonated their corpses to shatter the formation, and cut down the rest in succession—and even Im Gang found himself gasping in admiration without meaning to.
When the three strongest masters of the Heterodox Alliance finally surrounded him, Im Gang felt a flicker of doubt.
‘Best if I stay out of it.’
But as always, the worst outcome tends to unfold. His Demonic Energy erupted and amplified, and in a blink, he’d annihilated them all.
Over a hundred Heterodox Alliance martial artists trembled in place, unable to move.
A coordinated assault should have been enough to win—he couldn’t fathom why they hesitated.
‘Just as I thought. These rootless Heterodox dogs are…….’
Im Gang clicked his tongue inwardly and activated Concealment. His Radiant Shadow Body Technique, at level six, moved his body automatically toward Baekryeol Magun’s side.
“I see insects remain insects, no matter what.”
“I’ll handle them, sir.”
His voice trembled for an instant—nerves catching him—and he almost flinched. Fortunately, the man didn’t seem to notice, simply turning to face him. His eyes widened in surprise.
“So you’ve absorbed my Explosive Flame Dividing Heaven Palm.”
‘Damn it.’
A curse rose all the way to his throat.
“…There’s no need to use a slaughtering blade for butchering fowl, is there?”
“Heh heh. Well put.”
The satisfied, pleased laugh made his insides twist.
Baekryeol Magun flicked his robe, gave him leave, and turned his back.
Im Gang steadied his breathing.
Most skills experience a dramatic jump in effectiveness at certain levels.
At level three, Concealment made you silent as a feather—your footsteps leaving no trace.
Combined with the Radiant Shadow Body Technique, which emphasizes speed, the synergy was excellent.
He deployed Concealment and approached using the Radiant Shadow Body Technique. At level six, it left afterimages trailing behind as it carried him behind Baekryeol Magun’s back.
Before the man could turn around, Im Gang drove the Demon-Subduing Blood-Draining Sword into his spine.
Thunk.
“……?”
Baekryeol Magun stared downward, as if struggling to comprehend what had happened. The blade protruded from his chest. His eyes flooded with crimson fury as he screamed at Im Gang.
“Trai… hi! You dare betray me!”
“Betray?”
Im Gang let out a dry chuckle.
“How can there be betrayal when you dragged me here by force?”
He twisted the blade and wrenched it free. He channeled the Demon-Slaying Blood Scripture Sword’s energy inward. The power of the scripture and the Demonic Energy collided inside Baekryeol Magun’s body. Weakened as he was, he couldn’t endure it—blood erupted from his mouth.
“Ugh!”
Dead blood spattered to the ground.
But he wasn’t dead.
Im Gang quickly withdrew the blade and created distance using the Radiant Shadow Body Technique.
‘Insane. I stabbed his heart—how is he still alive?’
Had he known better, he would have aimed for the carotid artery instead.
“You… treacherous wretch!”
The feeling was strange.
Being called cunning by a Demon Person.
He couldn’t help but take it as a compliment.
So he decided to offer a gift in return.
[Skill Wall-Breaking Finger Hole activates.]
Wind gathered at his index fingertip.
At level three, the Wall-Breaking Finger Hole possessed piercing power. Wooden planks punctured easily; granite would develop a deep indentation.
The wind blade shot toward Baekryeol Magun’s chest.
Sensing the danger, Baekryeol Magun twisted his body to evade.
But he couldn’t dodge it completely.
It struck his shoulder, tearing away flesh.
Up to that point, it had gone well.
Really.
‘Damn it.’
There was truth to the saying that even rotten fish was worth something.
Baekryeol Magun’s body blurred.
Whatever was happening, one thing was certain.
‘…Behind!’
In a situation like this, they always aimed for the rear.
* * *
Baekryeol Magun raged at his successor’s betrayal—the one who was supposed to perfect the incomplete Explosive Flame Dividing Heaven Palm. He had never felt such fury in his life.
He had been prepared to pass down everything, and yet the ungrateful wretch had turned his back on his own master!
It was a violation of the heavens themselves.
Just as his own master had done to him, he would exact the same judgment.
Though his heart was torn and exhausted, and what Inner Power remained was little.
Against someone of mediocre talent with mere abundance of Inner Power, he was far from outmatched.
He deployed the Unusual Form Encirclement and moved to the rear. The opponent’s senses were sharp—he turned instantly. But the moment he sensed the danger, it was too late.
If they struck each other simultaneously, the outcome was obvious. He extended his palm to shatter the body with the Explosive Flame Dividing Heaven Palm.
The palm technique, wrapped in Demonic Energy, aimed at the Jade Gate.
“…What?”
He missed.
Rather than simply turning, the body spun like a top.
His palm strike swept through empty air, and as the successor spun, his heel came toward his head…….
Crack!
His vision reeled and flickered. Baekryeol Magun pushed off the ground and rose. He felt no presence. Looking quickly around, he saw nothing.
Thump.
Then a cold blade pierced his ribs.
The repugnant aura of the bald wretch infiltrated within.
Part of his Qi Meridian severed again. Blood rushed into his throat. Controlling his Demonic Energy became difficult, and all sensation—his perception, everything—wore away.
“Ugh.”
Before the embedded blade withdrew, he swung his hand. But he struck only air. Cowardly, the wretch had released the sword and retreated.
“Cowardly……!”
“Cowardly? Isn’t that what the weak always say?”
A surge.
In an instant, blood reversed its course and a roaring heat climbed to the crown of his head.
Dare… dare to mock him?!
“Then you’re the weak one.”
The heat burst through the Crown Point. His vision turned crimson. His Demonic Energy erupted beyond control. He had fallen into Demonic Possession.
Soon his Demonic Energy spread in all directions. Trees snapped around him, the earth cracked.
Crackle-crackle-crackle!
The beautiful Gorge was ravaged. But lost to reason in his Demonic Possession, Baekryeol Magun no longer cared. Even with reason intact, he would have been mindless.
“I’ll… kill… you!”
His words poured forth through lips thick with blood.
But.
“Nope. You won’t.”
That cursed voice, and then his Dantian was pierced.
* * *
Baekryeol Magun’s body collapsed.
Ding!
[The Demon-Slaying Blood Scripture Sword skill has risen to the fourth tier.]
[The Radiant Shadow Body Technique has reached transcendence…….]
……
[You have gained experience and grown.]
[You have gained experience and grown.]
[You have obtained 7 Skill Points.]
Im Gang ignored the notifications and looked up at the sky.
Winter or not, it was disgustingly clear.
The sound of the waterfall carried well in the quiet.
Though the stench of blood stung his nostrils.
“Ah. I want to go home.”
They said that leaving home meant endless hardship, and this was exactly it.
He was hungry, too.
He wanted noodles, not a Mud Wall Grain Pill.
If anything, make it the one with the fancy meat garnish.
“……!”
“……?!”
Through the haze of his vision and the cotton-thick fog that swallowed sound, he saw figures rushing toward him, heard their voices calling out—voices that—
Im Gang’s consciousness went dark.

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