The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 406

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 406
“Why?”
Cheonhye-in asked calmly. Why? Was this really a matter to be calm about?
“…No, what do you mean ‘why’?”
“There’s nothing strange about it.”
“Anyone can see this is strange, and you say there’s nothing strange?”
I felt laughter bubbling up from the sheer absurdity of it all.
Of course, I couldn’t afford to laugh.
“…Wol Seon-geom… You’re saying you need something to kill Moonju?”
What was necessary to kill her father, Wol Seon-geom. Cheonhye-in had clearly said that.
At those words, Cheonhye-in let out a soft laugh.
“Why? Everyone has some intense family circumstances, don’t they?”
“Can this really be dismissed as family circumstances?”
“It’s family circumstances. Bang Disciple must come from such a normal household that he can’t understand.”
“…”
Hmm.
‘…Our household isn’t exactly normal either, is it?’
It was quite messy, actually. With three children and all three having different mothers—wasn’t that messy?
But.
‘Hers is pretty intense too.’
From the moment she spoke so confidently about killing her own father, I could tell her household situation was quite severe.
Though honestly, looking at her appearance, I’d never thought it was normal to begin with.
‘Still, even so.’
I’d never harbored the desire to kill my father.
Though I’d certainly wished he’d stop causing trouble and maybe break something instead.
“Everyone has circumstances. Even if that weren’t the case.”
Cheonhye-in’s blue eyes fixed on me.
“The Cheongwol Sect is a place where everyone dreams of Moonju’s death. Why should I be any different?”
The process of becoming Moonju by defeating the strongest martial artist.
Because of this, everyone in the Cheongwol Sect desires to overcome Wol Seon-geom.
“…I suppose. But it seems quite different to me.”
Cheonhye-in’s words didn’t resonate deeply with me. Because the nature of their desires was fundamentally different.
“What’s different?”
“If anything, it’s more about wanting victory over Wol Seon-geom rather than desiring his death. But what the Heavenly Supreme desires is not that at all.”
Desiring death.
Wanting victory.
These were fundamentally different things. Her eyes yearned for death.
“That could be true.”
I didn’t deny it.
“But does that really matter?”
“….”
Instead, I remained composed.
“What matters now is whether you’ll accept the deal or not.”
“You mean the condition where you keep quiet about me knowing Bigo?”
“Yes. But that alone won’t be enough.”
Cheonhye-in’s expressionless face produced something from her grasp.
“I’ll give you one more thing.”
“One more thing?”
“Otherwise the scales won’t balance, would they?”
“….”
What else could there be? I narrowed my eyes.
“I don’t think it’s something you’d dislike.”
“Then what is it?”
“I’ll tell you once you agree to accept. What will you do?”
“…Ah. So the deal only goes through if I agree?”
“Yes.”
“If I refuse, you’ll slit your own throat like before?”
“That’s part of the plan, yes.”
“Wow, this….”
After hearing her words, I let out a slight laugh and spoke.
“You’re crazier than I thought.”
The words tumbled out unfiltered.
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Cheonhye-in laughed upon hearing my words.
‘A sword.’
Whatever sword it was, she was saying she’d keep her mouth shut in exchange for finding it for me.
‘And she has one more thing to give….’
She claimed to have something else worth giving to me. Just how valuable could it be?
‘If I refuse to accept it.’
Her expression suggested she’d use her own death as leverage.
It was absurd.
‘Dying right before me.’
What a wretched situation this was.
I could stop her if I wanted to. The real issue was that her willingness to use this as blackmail revealed a certain desperation on her part.
Something cold settled in my chest. Had I been disappointed in Cheonhye-in? Perhaps.
No, there was never anything to be disappointed about in the first place.
What truly mattered here was ultimately.
‘Whether to accept or refuse.’
I deliberated. Could I trust Cheonhye-in, who had connections to Baek Yeon and Yeon?
‘I cannot.’
Trust was beside the point. Cheonhye-in and I were not in a relationship where we could trust or distrust each other.
There was only one thing to consider: whether this would be helpful or not.
‘Even if it weren’t.’
Would I need to kill Cheonhye-in to silence her?
‘That doesn’t sit right.’
If that were the case, I wouldn’t have saved her just now. Besides, Cheonhye-in had already been suspicious of me from the start.
This moment was simply when that suspicion became certainty.
‘….’
My brief deliberation ended.
“Let’s do it that way.”
“…!”
Cheonhye-in’s eyes widened at my answer.
“However, since I don’t know whether the sword exists or not, I can’t give a definite answer. If it does exist, I’ll hand it over, but…. Let’s set a separate condition for this.”
“A condition?”
“I’ll tell you about that part when I discover it. Will you agree?”
“…You’ll set a condition when you discover it? Hmm.”
Cheonhye-in pondered for a moment, then extended her hand.
“Let’s do it that way.”
“….”
I clasped her pale hand. The agreement was sealed. The moment we finished speaking, she told me something.
“What I’m giving you is information.”
“…Information?”
So what she was giving was information. I narrowed my eyes.
“If you already know this, I apologize, but let me ask first.”
“Yes.”
“Did you know that the Sword Saint kept another secret repository?”
“…What?”
My brow furrowed at those words. Another secret repository?
“You didn’t know?”
“…I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
This was genuinely unknown to me. It was only natural—I’d never heard of it before.
“That’s fortunate.”
Cheonhye-in nodded. So there really was another secret repository?
‘But why didn’t he mention it?’
It wasn’t strange that Yoo Cheon-gil hadn’t told me. That man had always kept many secrets. However.
‘If it concerned the secret repositories, he should have mentioned it.’
As I pondered this mystery.
“What I’m about to tell you now is the location of that repository.”
“…The location…. Where could it be?”
“The Northern Sea.”
“Hmm?”
“She said Gungwi is in the land of Baekya.”
Cheonhye-in spoke.

* * *
I emerged from the secret chamber as morning arrived.
“Ugh….”
Rising from the bed, I exhaled my exhaustion. Damn it.
“…Should’ve just rested.”
I’d entered the spirit realm in the dead of night. Again, it was to spar with Yoo Cheon-gil.
I couldn’t afford to drag things out any longer in the third chamber, and Cheonhye-in herself said it was right to leave, so I exited through the passage.
‘See you next time.’
Cheonhye-in bid farewell in her typical indifferent tone. As if the conversation and situation we’d just shared meant nothing at all.
‘…Sigh.’
From my perspective, it felt like a tremendous storm had just passed through.
‘Cheonhye-in, huh-‘
Just one of the Seven Killers.
Wol Seon-geom’s daughter and an awkward presence.
I’d evaluated her as intelligent and talented.
‘I was wrong.’
I needed to revise my assessment.
‘She’s far more difficult and troublesome than I thought.’
Much more so than my initial judgment.
‘Her depths run deep.’
The circumstances and situations she carried were far more complex.
‘I realized it when observing Cheon Euijin as well.’
The state of that Cheon family seemed to be in considerable disarray.
“A sword to kill the father.”
I couldn’t fathom why she believed Yoo Cheon-gil would possess it.
‘…But it’s plausible?’
Given that he hoarded everything under the sun, it wouldn’t be strange if he had it.
“Mm.”
Nodding to myself, I stepped outside. Since it was past noon, I needed to move soon.
The Cheongwol Gathering hadn’t ended yet.
Walking the streets, my thoughts drifted elsewhere.
‘Another secret chamber.’
Specifically, the news that Yoo Cheon-gil’s secret chamber existed in the Northern Sea.
‘Does that even make sense?’
Why would it be there?
‘Is this even true?’
I’m not sure if it’s true or not, but since Cheonhye-in passed it along as information, I had to consider it.
‘Hmm….’
I scratched my head.
‘The Northern Sea.’
A land I knew little about. All I really knew was that it was a place where snow fell heavily.
And.
‘…this thing called the Martial World Beyond the Secular.’
The fact that it was a different land from here. Moreover.
‘Where the Northern Sea Ice Palace exists.’
The beings that ruled the Northern Sea. The place where Gungwi, the woman called by that name, belonged was there.
‘Of all places, the Northern Sea.’
It was right when I’d heard that Gungwi was on bad terms with the Cheongwol Sect.
‘The Old Man’s secret grave is in the Northern Sea, he said—’
It was a hard part to believe. Or rather, even if it were actually true.
‘It’s a place I can’t reach.’
How could I possibly travel such a distance?
“Tsk.”
I clicked my tongue briefly. Honestly, I could just ask him directly about this part.
‘Once he shows up, I can ask him anything.’
Since Yoo Cheon-gil had disappeared, I couldn’t even ask. Where on earth had he gone? By this point, enough time had passed that he should have appeared, but the old man hadn’t shown up.
Then.
“It’s Wol-hyeop.”
“…Certainly….”
Murmuring voices suddenly reached my ears. When I turned my head, it was the disciples.
They flinched at my gaze and hurriedly looked away.
But I heard every word anyway.
‘I was already the type to pay attention to such things.’
The intensity in their gazes toward me had grown stronger, probably because of yesterday’s martial match. The muttering was just a bonus.
-I knew he was strong, but I never expected it to be that much.
-Is he really the Geomseong’s Predecessor?
-They say he’s the hero of Hanan, and it seems the rumors weren’t baseless.
“….”
I scratched my cheek. It was strange how evaluations could change so drastically.
‘I was surprised too.’
Whether it was thanks to the rebirth or because I simply hadn’t felt it before.
I was stronger than expected. Well, of course.
‘If I’m at the pinnacle, I’m hardly weak.’
A realm I could never have dreamed of reaching before.
I’d once said I’d have no regrets if I became even a second-rate martial artist in my lifetime.
‘And now I’m at the pinnacle.’
A year. Perhaps even longer than that. My cultivation realm had risen to such heights in that span of time.
Feeling this progress, I suddenly recalled words that Yoo Cheon-gil had spoken.
‘The Heavenly Supreme.’
His declaration that he would make me the supreme being under heaven for the sake of his own ambitions.
Following Yoo Cheon-gil as though his words were sincere, I had somehow arrived at this very place.
Clank.
I adjusted the sword at my waist.
I grasped the Divine Sword. There was no particular intention behind it—merely a gesture to suppress the rising heat within me.
“Oh my….”
“…!”
A voice came from behind. Turning around, I saw the narrow-eyed young man. Eunwol Sword had created some distance between us.
His hand was raised slightly as though he meant to embrace my shoulders.
“Aha. I just wanted to try being friendly. Didn’t you like it?”
“….”
When had he approached? I hadn’t noticed him drawing near.
“Ahh…. Sorry, sorry. You might not like it if I get too close.”
Had he come to embrace my shoulders?
“What is it?”
Why had he approached? My voice asking this question carried an edge to it.
The fact that I hadn’t sensed his approach troubled me.
“Nothing much. I just wanted to tell you that you were impressive yesterday.”
“….”
“And I’m looking forward to what comes next. I hope you’ll keep rising. The changes in you as well….”
Eunwol Sword swept his narrow gaze over me.
“It’s quite exciting. Well then, I’ll be going.”
He passed by me with a faint smile. Watching him go, I had to direct a peculiar gaze.
More precisely.
‘…There it is again.’
The massive spiritual energy that shadowed Eunwol Sword like a phantom.
Watching that gaze—now transformed into the shape of eyes—staring down at me, I nodded slightly.
It seemed.
‘I’ll need to dispose of it.’
That irritating thing would have to be destroyed first.

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