The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 446

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 446
Time flows like an arrow.
Around the time I thought it strange that the Demonic Sect men had grown somewhat quiet.
Four days passed without incident or accident. Already four days had slipped away.
Whoosh—!!
“Ugh!”
I staggered backward from the recoil, dropping to one knee. Sharp pain surged through my body.
I tried to move despite the throbbing ache.
“Too slow.”
A keen blade pressed against my throat. The Sword Emperor’s blade.
“…Ah, damn.”
I let out a disappointed sigh. I should have pressed forward, but ultimately it was beyond me.
Whoosh—!!! I withdrew the energy that had surged through my body. The influence of Wol Cheon gradually diminished.
“Phew.”
Half my dantian’s energy remained. Which meant.
‘I couldn’t endure against the Sword Emperor until I’d only used half my strength.’
Moreover, the Sword Emperor hadn’t used his bet, while I had. Yet this was the difference? As I clicked my tongue in frustration.
“Better than before. At least you’re beginning to move instinctively now.”
“…Is that so?”
“It is.”
Instinctively. The Sword Emperor seemed to speak as if offering his own form of praise.
‘…I suppose.’
Could it even be called praise? Despite all that long practice, I still hadn’t reached the level Yoo Cheon-gil and the Sword Emperor spoke of.
The body moving before thought. That I was still too slow because I was thinking too much—I still couldn’t understand it.
‘What is this.’
I’ll just have to keep trying. Eventually, somehow, it will work out.
With that thought, I brushed off my hands.
“Ah, Elder.”
When I called to the Sword Emperor, he looked at me.
“I need to head to the manor. Will you come with me?”
Perhaps because I’d spent considerable time with the Sword Emperor, I’d begun asking such things. In the past, I wouldn’t have dared speak to him at all.
At least now I had faith that he wouldn’t respond harshly to such words.
“The manor?”
“Yes. I’m planning to visit the main house.”
“….”
The Sword Emperor wore a contemplative expression.
“Go.”
“You won’t come with me?”
“I have matters to attend to in Hanan.”
“…I see.”
It was somewhat unexpected. I thought the Sword Emperor would follow along for the sake of training.
“Put your training on hold for now.”
“Understood.”
He nodded. It meant the Sword Emperor wouldn’t be coming with me.

* * *
“Since that’s how it is, you’re coming along.”
“…What do you mean ‘since that’s how it is’?”
After parting with the Sword Emperor, the one I found was Dok-ryong. He wore a bewildered expression at the words I spoke the moment I saw him.
“What. Suddenly what.”
“I’m going to Yoryeong, so you’re going too.”
“…Is that what you mean?”
“Then who else is here besides you.”
“There are plenty of people.”
“Who’s going to drive the carriage?”
“…Why should I be the one?”
He had a point.
There was no real need for Dok-ryong to drive. But.
“You need to master Manceon Hwau anyway. If you’re still incompetent and haven’t learned it yet, shouldn’t you be doing something about it?”
“…Tch.”line>
Manceon Hwau, which he still hadn’t properly mastered. To be honest, from what I could see, he’d succeeded about eighty percent, but the remaining part was problematic.
I haven’t fully mastered the Ten Thousand Flowers Rain yet. To be honest, I’d say I succeeded about eighty percent, but the remaining part was a bit problematic.
Once that’s finished.
‘This one and I will be done too.’
Perhaps I could finally end my persistent connection with Dok-ryong. That’s what I was thinking.
“So you drive the carriage. Got it?”
“…Yes, understood.”
“Speak properly.”
“Understood.”
At this rate his teeth will break. I chuckled and turned away.
“Oh, right.”
Then I remembered something to say and looked back at him.
“….”
“….”
Our eyes met with Dok-ryong raising his middle finger at me.
“What are you doing?”
“…My forehead suddenly got a bit itchy.”
He hurriedly scratched his forehead with his middle finger.
“Think that excuse will work?”
I asked flatly.
“No. I don’t think it will work.”
Dok-ryong also nodded humbly in acknowledgment.
“Come here.”
At my command, Dok-ryong immediately turned and bolted away.
…That bastard?
“…You’re dead if I catch you.”

* * *
After beating Dok-ryong to dust under the guise of additional training, I brushed off my slightly sore wrists.
“That’s what you get for being so cheeky.”
Ah, that felt refreshing. I recalled how he was screaming at the end. I felt no remorse.
I was the one volunteering my time, after all. I had no idea how many months I’d been teaching him the Manceon Hwau.
By this point, he should have mastered it. Could it be that Dok-ryong simply didn’t want to go home?
‘Either way, he’d have to come back in a few months, so it seems like he can’t return anyway.’
The meeting with the Demonic Sect. The incident that occurred there. The educational institution that the Alliance would establish by gathering disciples was right around the corner.
For Dok-ryong of the Dang Clan, based in Sichuan, returning home only meant he’d have to come back soon anyway.
‘All the exceptional ones will need to gather.’
Every genius known to be outstanding had to attend without exception. If the Demonic Sect was sending disciples.
‘We can’t afford to fall behind either.’
We couldn’t afford to lose ground here, so the disciples we needed to summon were already determined.
Dok-ryong was an indispensable part of that selection.
Did he know that?
‘It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t. The Alliance won’t let him go anyway.’
Knowing or not knowing changes nothing. He can’t escape the Alliance. Coming with me was his only way out.
Of course.
‘…I don’t know if he even wants to leave.’
What do I care.
‘Dok-ryong has no choice anyway.’
I never gave him a choice to begin with. Dok-ryong’s attendance was mandatory. I needed someone who could handle horses.
However.
“You don’t have to go. Are you going anyway?”
Yoo Yeon was different. She didn’t strictly need to go to Yoryeong.
Yoo Yeon, surprisingly, nodded eagerly with eyes that had regained their vitality for the first time in a while.
It was a sign that she wanted to go to Yoryeong.
“…Oh, really?”
Given that she’d followed me this far, I wouldn’t stop her from going to Yoryeong.
“Alright then.”
Leaving her alone didn’t sit right either.
‘…No matter how much the Alliance keeps watch over the Demonic Sect’s people.’
Yoo Yeon is of the Celestial Demon’s bloodline. No one else knew, but I did. And if that were to—
‘It would be problematic if the Demonic Sect found out.’
The fact that she was a Celestial Killer itself was something that could not be revealed. So traveling together wasn’t a bad idea.
For Yoo Yeon’s sake.
If there was one problem here.
“Sounds fun? You’re leaving today?”
“….”
Yoo Yul, who always clung to such matters, was the problem.
“…Will you be coming too, senior?”
“Why do you have that reluctant expression?”
“Because I dislike it. Just stay at the sect, would you?”
“Ah. That’s not possible.”
Yoo Yul grinned. Damn it. This fellow was going to follow along.
“Where did you hear about it…. I was sure I kept it hidden?”
I had prepared everything to leave without Yoo Yul knowing, but how on earth did he find out? The answer to that mystery came from Yoo Yul’s mouth.
“Dok-ryong mentioned it.”
“That bastard…!”
Does this damn fool’s mouth have no filter? I’d have to beat him harder next time we met.
Crunch. I ground my teeth and let out a sigh.
“…Are you really going?”
“What would I do here alone? Should I spar with the Young Master? That might actually be fun.”
“….”
Hmm.
This fellow would cause trouble if I brought him along too.
Well, what could I expect from someone of the Cheongwol Sect.
“There won’t be anything to do once we get there.”
“I can just look around.”
“There’s nothing to see, I’m telling you?”
“Come on, let’s go.”
“You’re not listening to a word I say?”
These were truly cursed people. But I couldn’t just abandon them either.
“Ah.”
A thought suddenly occurred to me.
“Then, could I ask you for a favor while we’re at it?”
“If I don’t grant it, you won’t take me?”
“Yes. That’s how it is.”
“Then I suppose I’ll have to grant it.”
Yoo Yul smiled wickedly. I wondered what kind of favor he thought I was about to ask.
‘It won’t be easy.’
It absolutely wouldn’t be easy. Even with Yoo Yul’s peculiar personality, that much was certain.
I was confident of it.
The reason being.
‘Compared to that crazy man.’

* * *
I returned to my quarters after roughly confirming the headcount. Lists of those I wanted and those I didn’t had accumulated, but preparations were adequate enough.
‘As for time.’
It was well past noon. I would need to change out of these clothes soaked from training and visit Cheon Rijin-an. With that thought, I was about to enter my room when.
“….”
A smell emanated from inside the room. It was an unpleasant, musty odor. What is this stench?
Frowning, I opened the door.
“Oh, you’ve arrived.”
There was a guest inside. Naturally, an uninvited one. Damn it, why does everyone just barge into my quarters like this?
And it was someone I couldn’t even complain about.
“…I pay my respects, Bang Ju.”
Gaebangjoo Tabong Woo Aseok.
He was lying in my quarters without a care in the world.
“What brings you here…?”
“What do you mean? We agreed to meet in four days, didn’t we?”
“I thought you would send someone to summon me instead.”
I never imagined you would come yourself.
“I didn’t expect the Gaebangjoo to visit in person.”
“Hehehehe. I had some time to spare. And I wanted to see the old geezers while I was at it, so I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone.”
By old geezers, does he mean Cheon Rijin-an and Shin Chang?
“…And I needed to see that awkward fellow too.”
The atmosphere around Woo Aseok shifted for a moment, but he quickly changed his tone and handed me several letters from his bosom.
“Little blood clot, this is what you wanted.”
“Ah.”
Upon hearing his words, I accepted the letters.
“Thank you—”
“Burn them as soon as you see them. You must not keep them under any circumstances.”
“…Understood.”
I nodded at his firm warning.
“I’ve organized them as much as possible. I’ve taken measures to ensure there are no problems, but one can never be too careful. That fellow is quite sensitive, after all.”
“So that’s why you’re telling me to burn them immediately…?”
“If you know, then keep it well hidden.”
“Understood.”
Even in this situation, I wondered if there was anything Amjeon could discover, but it was best to heed Woo Aseok’s warning first.
“Anyway. I’ve given you what I came to give, so I’ll be on my way.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you for your trouble. I’m grateful.”
I wondered if Woo Aseok had truly come only to deliver the letter, watching as he disappeared while picking his nose. All that remained in the room was the foul stench he’d left behind.
What a fleeting old man he was.
“How am I supposed to get rid of this smell?”
I couldn’t believe a human could emit such a reek. Simply leaving the door open wouldn’t be enough.
‘…Thank goodness.’
I could vacate this room today. I didn’t think I could sleep here any longer.
Exhaling a sigh of relief, I turned to look back.
Whoosh.
“…”
I sensed a presence.
Was it Woo Aseok? Surely he didn’t hear what I said? No, he probably did.
Thinking so, I hastily tried to make an excuse.
“Bang Ju, it’s not like that…”
Crash!
“…!”
Something rushed toward me.
“Ugh!?”
Something crashed into my body. I quickly twisted away. Fortunately, it didn’t seem to be an ambush. It was far too weak for an ambush.
“What—!”
I grabbed the attacker and threw them off. Seizing their thin wrist, I identified my opponent.
“…Huh?”
It was a figure I felt I’d seen somewhere before.
“…You…”
A figure glaring at me with murderous eyes.
Shimmering golden-white hair and eyes of pale blue like the sky. Those fresh, bright eyes were wide open with intensity.
“Oh.”
Could this person be…?
“What exactly did you do to me…?”
She spoke in a voice dripping with malice.
Hearing her voice, I recalled her identity.
“Gungwi?”
The one who had attacked me was indeed Gungwi.
But for some reason.
“…Why have you become like this?”

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