The Wizard Who Endured the World of Murim - Chapter 93

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Surviving in the Martial Realm as a Mage: Episode 93
Clack— clack—
“Ahem, I believe our Demonic Sect Alliance should claim the 4th Realm Spirit Vein of Hyuncheon Castle this time. If we’re to follow the principle the Jeongzong faction advocated before—taking turns as the rightful owner—then it should be our turn, shouldn’t it?”
White Bone Demon Venerable.
Master of the White Yin Sect and an early-stage Hwashin Order practitioner of the Demonic Sect Alliance.
As he clicked his skeletal jaw open in the conference hall, a middle-aged man with a refined impression sitting across from him responded swiftly.
“Haha, that may have been true in the past, but I believe circumstances are different now. Haven’t both the Jeongzong and Demonic Sect already alternated ownership of the 4th Realm Spirit Vein once?”
“And? Are you suggesting we change the rules now, Qingyun Venerable? Hehe, what’s the point of establishing rules if they’re so easily discarded? If that’s the case, I don’t see why we’re even having this meeting. Let’s simply settle it by strength. This lack of sincerity is tiresome.”
Directly beside White Bone Demon Venerable.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion and dark circles beneath his eyes.
Master of the Ultimate Demon Sect. Nine Nether Demon Venerable responded with his characteristically metallic voice.
Sharp tension filled the conference hall where four figures sat.
Jeongzong and the Demonic Sect Alliance.
Two representatives from each faction had gathered here, all of them early-stage Hwashin Order practitioners.
The reason they had convened in this conference hall today was simple.
This region.
One of the nine continents of the Immortal Celestial Realm.
The Taecho Honyeon Continent. They had come to determine the rightful master of Hyeontcheon Holy City.
The Taecho Honyeon Continent contained a total of nineteen 4th Realm Spirit Veins, and naturally, each vein had an owner.
‘Precisely—Jeongzong and the Demonic Sect Alliance had split them evenly.’
The two factions had amicably divided the veins, each controlling nine.
The remaining one.
Hyeontcheon Holy City had been agreed upon long ago to be claimed alternately by both powers.
The term was set until the Castle Lord’s death.
This arrangement had been made several hundred years ago.
The problem arose when Hyuncheon Castle Lord was suddenly assassinated.
No prior agreement had been made regarding such contingencies.
“I believe adhering to the original rules would benefit your side as well.”
At Nine Nether Demon Venerable’s threat, Qingyun Venerable smiled faintly.
“Hehe, surely you’re not attempting coercion? That would be an unwise course of action.”
“Ha… we have no intention whatsoever of backing down from this matter. Moreover, we have justification on our side, do we not? I can’t imagine a better opportunity to mobilize all our forces.”
As Nine Nether Demon Venerable openly invoked war.
Across from him. Beside Qingyun Venerable sat a middle-aged man with a stern expression.
Master of the Leomyeong Sect. Leomyeong Zenja furrowed his brow.
“Your elders didn’t warn you to refrain from all-out warfare? Your momentum seems quite bold.”
“Hehe, if necessary, they’ll turn a blind eye. Our elders have magnanimous temperaments, after all.”
Then Qingyun Venerable, who had been listening to the exchange, suddenly spoke up.
“We still haven’t found the culprit who murdered Jeongmyeong Jonja. Shouldn’t that be our priority?”
“Oho, what’s this? Surely you don’t suspect the culprit is one of our people? Your tone suggests exactly that.”
“Isn’t the one who benefits from such matters typically the culprit?”
At Qingyun Venerable’s response, White Bone Demon Venerable clicked his jaw bone repeatedly as he spoke.
“I cannot simply let that remark pass. You need to watch your tongue more carefully. From now on, I intend to report directly to the Elders.”
Qingyun Venerable flinched slightly upon seeing the small orb White Bone Demon Venerable withdrew from his sleeve, but soon responded with a flushed face.
“When did the Hwashin Order Practitioners become so shameless?”
“For both Elders to make wise judgments, they need to understand each other’s positions accurately. Yet your side is already treating us as the culprits. This is not something to brush aside lightly.”
Click—
Bone.
At White Bone Demon Venerable’s calm retort, Qingyun Venerable found himself at a loss for words.
And then.
“Sigh… I misspoke. I apologize for that part.”
“One should not speak carelessly about matters one cannot take responsibility for.”
Thus Qingyun Venerable apologized for his hasty remarks and fell silent.
In doing so, he had surrendered his voice in the discussion.
“Hehe, then does Leomyeong Zenja have a different opinion?”
“Hmm….”
As Nine Nether Demon Venerable posed the question with a sinister chuckle, Leomyeong Zenja squeezed his eyes shut.
The situation was turning unfavorably for Jeongzong.
Then.
Suddenly, all four of them turned their heads sharply toward the window of the conference hall almost in unison.
“This is….”
“What?”
“Who would release such pure energy….”
“Kack! Ptui! A filthy aura I’ve never felt before.”
As the four of them each reacted differently, interpreting the energy emanating from that distant place.
Outside the conference hall.
With hurried footsteps, disciples from each faction lined up and stood at attention.
“Ho?”
The Hwashin Order Practitioners currently in this conference hall each commanded their own forces.
They were receiving reports from the disciples of their respective sects.
“What? Could it be a new Hwashin Order Practitioner with no records?”
“An unregistered practitioner at this moment….”
What a curious coincidence.
There were fewer than thirty Hwashin Order Practitioners operating in Hyeontcheon Holy City.
This was because this region served as a border and buffer zone between Jeongzong and the Demonic Sect Alliance.
To avoid unnecessary conflict, the Hwashin Order Practitioners generally refrained from activities here of their own accord.
Nine Nether Demon Venerable, who had been listening to reports from the disciples outside the door, drew a faint, bloody smile across his lips as he spoke.
“So what would Leomyeong Zenja like to do? This new friend doesn’t seem particularly related to this matter. It would be best not to drag this out. Our Elders wish for this matter to be resolved quickly.”
Leomyeong Zenja ignored Nine Nether Demon Venerable’s prodding and carefully opened his mouth.
“Hmm, still, with the appearance of a new Hwashin Order Venerable, wouldn’t it be wise to postpone the conference for a moment? It seems we have a new neighbor. We should offer some gifts….”
“Ha! I knew you’d come at it this way. Fine. But I’ll need some concrete concessions in return.”
“Concede?”
Leomyeong Zenja tilted his head in confusion.
Nine Nether Demon Venerable answered with a smirk.
“Until the owner of Hyeontcheon Holy City is definitively decided. We of the Demonic Sect Alliance will use the 5th Realm Spirit Vein.”
“That’s—!”
Leomyeong Zenja bristled, but.
Qingyun Venerable shook his head.
This much of a concession seemed only proper.
“Make no mistake. Only until the owner is definitively decided.”
As Qingyun Venerable withdrew the covenant pearl and spoke, Nine Nether Demon Venerable responded with a hearty expression.
“Of course.”
“Very well. Let us conclude this conference here.”
And so the conference of the Hwashin Venerables came to an end.
They dispersed swiftly in all directions, each reporting the results of this conference to their superiors.
Simultaneously, several of them sent transmission talismans directly to the newly emerged Hwashin Venerable.
* * *
Not long after completing the Magic Tower, Ilhyang received transmission talismans pouring in from all directions and sighed.
“This has become troublesome.”
6th Circle, by this world’s standards, corresponds to the realm between Won Young-gi and Hwashin Order practitioners.
Which meant the exact level remained unclear.
But from external appearances, I seemed to be roughly at the Hwashin Order level, and invitations came flying from all quarters.
[I wish to pay my respects to Senior. If you would grant permission, I would visit with my daughter. I humbly beseech your generosity….]
[I learned that Senior is nearby and have prepared a gift. It is the inner core of a White-Eyed Tiger. Should you but say the word, I shall bring it at once….]
[This is the Sect Leader of Chudojong. I wish to meet you in person and place myself under Senior’s wing. I have sent along a token of sincerity, and I hope it pleases you….]
My head spun.
In truth, when I heard from Man Chong not long ago.
He said there were quite a number of Hwashin Venerables in the Upper Realm.
So I thought that even if I revealed a certain level of strength, nothing particularly troublesome would occur.
But this reaction was far more intense than I had anticipated.
I had no choice but to seek help from my neighbor.
“I shall handle matters to the best of my ability so as not to trouble Senior.”
“I would appreciate that.”
Jeok Yang-jin completely abandoned the ambiguous attitude he had maintained until then and bowed to me.
He had now clearly acknowledged that I was his senior.
And for several days, things remained quiet.
Unlike Nacheon Jingun, Jeok Yang-jin possessed considerable administrative acumen, and he grasped my intentions precisely, never troubling me.
During those days, I was able to delve into the cultivation manuals I had extracted from Ghost Shadow Demon Lord and Sidokmagun.
As a bonus, I also crafted an artifact capable of transporting people from the Lower Realm using materials I had procured from Beast Market, and after so long, creating artifacts proved to be quite an enjoyable time for me.
The work of blending knowledge from this world with knowledge from the Seven Continents to create new forms of artifacts was nearly therapeutic for me.
But that brief happiness soon came to an end.
Jeok Yang-jin had handled the small-time rabble within his purview.
But the Won Young-gi Order Practitioners—the real deal that even Jeok Yang-jin couldn’t simply brush aside—had caused trouble.
They had been discourteous, no less.
They hadn’t arranged any prior agreement or sought permission beforehand.
“First time meeting you.”
“Pleased to make your acquaintance. They call me Leomyeong.”
Qingyun Venerable and Leomyeong Zenja.
Two Hwashin Order Venerables had come directly to meet the newly arrived Hwashin Order Practitioner in Hyuncheon Castle.
And that was more than enough to generate considerable displeasure for Ilhyang, who had been holed up in the Magic Tower crafting artifacts.
“It seems rather impolite to arrive unannounced in such a manner. What do you two gentlemen think? Perhaps I’m mistaken in my understanding?”
…!
The gaze Ilhyang directed at the two uninvited visitors was glacial.
The two Hwashin Order Practitioners who had come directly were likewise unable to conceal their own displeasure at Ilhyang’s blatant irritation.
They had certainly erred, it was true.
But wasn’t the other party an early-stage Hwashin Order Practitioner just like themselves?
Moreover, if they were from the same Jeongzong lineage—
In this urgent situation where Hyeontcheon Holy City itself might fall at any moment, shouldn’t a minor breach of courtesy be forgiven?
As an icy atmosphere settled between the three meeting for the first time, Jeok Yang-jin, who had somehow found himself caught between them as an observer, felt as though he were dying.
‘Why… why are they doing this here of all places?’
The Purple Cloud Sect didn’t control particularly vast territory.
They merely managed a single small mountain range that possessed a 4th Realm Spirit Vein.
If Hwashin Order Practitioners began flexing their strength even slightly in such a cramped space?
All the palace halls and formations still under restoration would inevitably be obliterated.
Jeok Yang-jin’s vision swam with vertigo.

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