The Wizard Who Endured the World of Murim - Chapter 30

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Surviving in the Martial Realm as a Mage: Episode 30
Jin Yu-seong glared at the traitor Moon Hong-dan and spat out his words like venom.
“Your uncle must be weeping in the afterlife. The Posa Sect will end with your generation.”
“Hah! Please don’t concern yourself with such matters. And my deceased uncle would surely wish for me to live as a wealthy man. That pathetic Posa Sect—let’s take down the sign, shall we? I plan to hold memorial services for my uncle every year, that’s all.”
“I’ve brought a beast, not a man. There’s nothing left to say.”
“Hehe, consider it the karma of having the eyes of a dog, Lord Escort Bureau Chief.”
An information imbalance.
That was what had brought overwhelming devastation upon the Jinseong Transport Company.
‘This escort mission ends in failure here.’
Jin Yu-seong finally closed his eyes.
Now he had to accept it.
That he had been far too greedy.
The commission presented by the Namgung Clan had been tempting, but he had no right to claim its fruits.
How could a man who couldn’t even properly read a single person accomplish anything great?
‘Ho-pyeong. Don’t look to the side—just listen.’
‘Yes, Father.’
Fortunately, his eldest son had survived.
His second and third sons had lost their lives in the chaos of battle.
At least there was someone to whom he could entrust the family’s future.
He could not afford to be greedy any longer.
Jin Yu-seong moved his lips, sending a transmission of inner force while slowly circulating his power.
‘I will create an opening. Escape. Gyeong-cheon-geom Namgung Min—he has already agreed as well. Leave together.’
Jin Ho-pyeong.
The eldest son of the Jinseong Transport Company’s face contorted slightly.
‘I cannot do that, Father. You want me to escape alone while leaving you here? Rather, let me create the opening. You escape with Master Namgung Min.’
‘Your body is in no condition for that. Don’t be stubborn.’
‘But…’
‘This is an order from the Family Head.’
At Father Jin Yu-seong’s final words,
Jin Ho-pyeong bit his lower lip.
He could sense what kind of heart his father spoke from in this moment.
And so, trembling throughout his entire body, he nodded.
‘I accept the Family Head’s command.’
‘Thank you.’
When Jin Yu-seong ended the transmission and poured the inner force he had gathered throughout his body into his blade,
Maeng Ryeo, who had been sneering from the front, thrust his great cleaver forward and spoke.
“Well, it seems you’ve finished your final words nicely? I’m quite merciful myself, it seems.”
“Thank you for the time.”
“Don’t mention it. We’re both going to die here anyway. I’m just letting you paint a final beautiful picture.”
“We’ll see about that.”
The escort mission was no longer the objective.
Out here in the middle of the river, the escort operation had already come to an end.
All that remained was to save as many people as possible.
Boom―
Then, from a considerable distance away, an inexplicable explosion echoed across the water.
Now that I thought about it, the Jiao Long Faction’s reinforcements were taking longer than expected to arrive.
Were the Ronin Group performing better than anticipated?
But surely not to this extent? When I glanced back to check.
The Jiao Long Faction’s command ship in the distance.
The Nataryongwang was in quite a state of chaos for some reason.
In fact, the entire sailing ship had been visibly rocking since earlier.
I couldn’t determine the exact reason from this distance.
It seemed the Jiao Long Faction was having considerable difficulty just dealing with the Ronin Group.
“We need to finish this before our Faction Leader arrives. If the Water Lord himself joins in, he’ll surely bombard us with endless complaints.”
Maeng Ryeo spoke with a wry smile as he looked at Jin Yu-seong. Soon Hong-dan, standing beside him, answered instead.
“It’s true that our father doesn’t have the best temperament.”
“Ah! That’s right. Here I am slandering the Faction Leader in front of you. I’ve made a grave mistake. Please forgive me.”
“It’s fine. Father is quite lenient about such matters.”
Maeng Ryeo nodded at Soon Hong-dan’s words.
“Heh, that’s true. As long as it’s not about money, he’s endlessly generous.”
“Ha, I can’t deny that our father has a stingy nature. Still, once he agrees to a deal, he follows through meticulously, so you can rest assured.”
“If I couldn’t trust that much, we couldn’t work together.”
Maeng Ryeo and Soon Hong-dan.
Seemed inwardly unsettled by the commotion occurring behind them―on the Jiao Long Faction’s ship.
Without even turning to look back, they chatted briefly to ease the tension.
Then naturally deployed the peak masters they’d brought along to complete the encirclement.
Creeeeak―
As the wooden deck twisted and groaned.
Upon the railings of the Jinseong Escort Agency’s command ship.
A perfect encirclement formed entirely of peak masters.
Of course, the encirclement wasn’t limited to just the deck.
Thunk thunk―
Signal sounds came from beneath the ship, indicating the encirclement was complete.
The Jinseong Escort Agency people wouldn’t have known.
But the water bandits had achieved victory through overwhelming numbers.
The remaining personnel were all positioned beneath the Jinseong ship.
Wrapping the command ship in a double layer with wedge-shaped vessels.
‘There’s absolutely no escape.’
Maeng Ryeo observed Jin Yu-seong, who was clinging to hope in the most futile of places.
And couldn’t hide his inner contempt.
In truth, this was his twisted hobby.
Deliberately dangling a thread-thin hope before his victims.
Then savoring the exquisite despair that bloomed across their faces when that hope finally shattered—such was his refined taste.
‘This time will be no different.’
Jin Yu-seong was a rather well-known figure throughout Giyang County.
To hunt such a man.
Wasn’t this worth savoring?
He seemed to be desperately trying to extract his son somehow.
‘As if that could happen.’
The disparity in power had already exceeded twofold.
Jin Yu-seong understood this reality well.
Precisely because of this, he had to create.
A singular, decisive opportunity to reverse the situation.
*Shing*—
He sheathed the blade he had drawn.
Bowing slightly forward at the waist, he spoke.
“Do you know that whether a man lives or dies rests with Heaven?”
“Hmm? Now that’s an amusing thing to say. According to your lord’s logic, it seems I am your Heaven, yes? Whether I kill you or let you live is entirely my decision.”
The mockery never ceased.
The traitor Soon Hong-dan chimed in from beside him.
“I envy you, Maeng Ryeo. How does it feel to have risen in station?”
“To become Heaven itself? The feeling is exquisite.”
Maeng Ryeo answered with his chin held high, his bearing brimming with arrogance.
Soon Hong-dan let out a smirk.
In that moment, Jin Yu-seong spoke again.
“I would suggest you cultivate the habit of thinking in reverse.”
Of course, assuming you survive this.
Jin Yu-seong swallowed his next words, bowing even deeper.
Now his left shoulder nearly touched the ground as he crouched into an utterly contorted stance.
Observing that grotesque preparatory posture and the leg muscles swollen with barely contained power, Maeng Ryeo’s expression—which had been relaxed with laughter—gradually grew serious.
‘Tsk, so the old dog had a hidden card after all.’
Just as Maeng Ryeo began to think this might become troublesome.
Jin Yu-seong unleashed the Jin Family’s ultimate secret technique.
A blade strike of certain death.
He completed the preparatory motion for the Shattering Thunder Instant Slash, and.
Readied himself to unleash all his compressed muscles and inner force in a single explosive burst.
But then.
The tension that had seemed to ignite the very air on the deck suddenly reversed in an unexpected turn.
“Hm?”
Standing to the left rear of Jin Yu-seong.
The master of the Namgung Clan, who had been quietly restraining the water bandits.
Gyeong-cheon-geom Namgung Min turned his gaze elsewhere, his voice tinged with bewilderment.
He wasn’t alone in this observation.
Excluding Maeng Ryeo, who faced Jin Yu-seong directly.
Nearly every master on the deck suddenly fixed their gaze upon something in the empty air.
“…What is that?”
One of the water bandits forming the encirclement opened his mouth and muttered.
From far above in the sky, something drifted down as if playing a leisurely game.
Then it suddenly halted in mid-air.
And plummeted at tremendous speed.
Simultaneously, it swelled to an enormous size.
And then.
“Flee, flee!”
“Everyone to the adjacent ship!”
“Damn, too late!”
CRAAASH―
Upon the deck.
A colossal black ape, the size of a house, crashed down.
The entire sailing ship lurched downward as if it would be swallowed by the river.
Moments later, it surged skyward alongside the river’s waters.
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“What on earth….”
Gong Jeol-gang stared wide-eyed at the Jinseong Escort Agency’s command ship in the distance.
Cheonsa-ok’s secret technique puppet, Dae Heuk Seong.
Its form had undergone a remarkable transformation.
“Six arms and three heads?”
Wasn’t this the form of Asura itself?
And how could the form of an already-completed puppet be modified?
In such a brief span of time?
Gong Jeol-gang regarded Ilhyang with a gaze full of countless questions.
But the one responsible showed little satisfaction.
“Hmm, its cognitive ability is considerably lower than anticipated. Reaction speed is sluggish too. Output is insufficient. The core must be far too ancient—perhaps its stupidity is why its consciousness persisted so long? Ironic. There’s much to correct given time.”
Watching him mutter quietly to himself, Gong Jeol-gang’s mind raced with countless thoughts.
He couldn’t fully comprehend the words.
But it was clear that this monstrous Kid had tampered with Dae Heuk Seong in some way.
It was absurd.
Modifying Cheonsa-ok’s secret technique puppet at will.
To begin with, not just anyone could even access the secret technique inscriptions of a puppet.
And even if one managed to access those inscriptions, actually interfering with them was an entirely different matter.
‘And that interference succeeded.’
To reshape a puppet so freely like that, I couldn’t even fathom how many alterations would need to be made to the intricate incantations within it.
It was a task beyond my comprehension.
If I were to mention this to the other elders in the sect, they would undoubtedly call me a liar and box my ears.
Even as Gong Jeol-gang witnessed it with my own eyes, the sight was simply unbelievable.
My pupils—I who was regarded as a master craftsman of puppet creation even within Cheonsa-ok—trembled.
It was only natural that they shook as if an earthquake had struck.
“Looks like it’s finished?”
As Ilhyang muttered this, he turned to look at the water bandits sprawled behind him.
Then, observing a relatively lean water bandit near the mast, he spoke.
“You. Let’s head that way.”
“Pardon?”
The designated water bandit lifted his head with a confused expression.
“I said head that way. Raise the anchor and pilot the ship.”
“Uh… well… that is…”
The water bandit singled out by Ilhyang.
He was Ho-sam, a guest captain, and quite a notable figure among the water bandits of the Jiao Long Faction.
How this demonic brat knew to point him out so precisely was bewildering enough, but the Kid was issuing commands with a chin gesture as if it were obvious.
As if it were the most natural thing in the world.
‘Does he know who I am?’
He shouldn’t have been that famous.
Ho-sam scratched the back of his head with a flustered expression.
For someone merely at the level of a first-rate master, the pace of change in the current situation was far too rapid.
And his sluggish response was more than enough to make Ilhyang raise an eyebrow.
“What? Aren’t you the captain here now?”
“Ah… well… that’s correct.”
He was now the captain.
Gyolyong Chae-ju was dead, and the other masters below him, including Buchaejoo, were not present here.
By rank, he rightfully became the captain of the Nataryongwang.
“If you don’t want to pilot the ship, just say so. It seems there are plenty of people here who’d like to.”
As Ilhyang glanced around and spoke, Ho-sam finally snapped to attention.
The man before him had slain the faction leader.
Ho-sam’s life philosophy was ‘obey the strong’, so.
He made the fastest decision of his life.
“I’ll pilot us safely at once.”
Ho-sam rallied his subordinates, who still seemed somewhat dazed, and steered the ship toward the Jinseong Pyobuk Command Ship.
Though the Nataryongwang was enormous.
Ho-sam’s sailing skills were exceptional, and.
Without any jarring movements, he brought the vessel flush against the Jinseong Pyobuk Command Ship in an instant.
The Jinseong Pyobuk Command Ship, seen up close, was a disaster.
A colossal black ape had demolished nearly half of the command ship’s deck.
And that wasn’t all.
The deck of the ship was riddled with holes scattered across its surface.
Having been submerged halfway before surging back up, aquatic weeds and mud now blanketed the entire deck.
‘Still, they all seem to grasp what’s happening.’
Ilhyang stood at the bow of the Nataryongwang and let out a soft chuckle.
Just moments before.
The water bandits and bounty hunters had been locked in a tense standoff, their blades drawn and lives hanging in the balance.
Yet now, as if by some illusion, they had ceased their combat entirely.
Drenched from the river water.
They were all frantically rolling their eyes, desperate to make sense of the situation.
Then.
“Greetings, Buchaejoo. The situation appeared dire, so I felt compelled to intervene. I trust that’s acceptable?”
Ilhyang spoke from the bow of the Nataryongwang with casual elegance, as though merely taking a leisurely stroll.
Jin Yu-seong’s expression, which had been clouded with confusion until that moment, suddenly brightened as if he had just encountered his savior.

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