The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 48

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 048
I ran my fingers through my hair, observing the wrinkles etched between my brows.
I hoped what lay before me was a nightmare, but the sunlight streaming through told me otherwise—I’d already grasped the truth.
“Ugh…”
My head throbbed with exhaustion.
Damn it. Just as I’d anticipated.
‘Aftereffects of the spirit dream.’
Despite sleeping, I felt as though I hadn’t rested at all—a fatigue that spawned headaches and a foggy mind.
Whatever it was, it remained the sensation I despised most.
Irritation surged through me. The situation was already unbearable, and the woman standing before me only amplified my frustration.
“Really, ruining my mood right from the morning…”
“You do realize there’s a person standing in front of you, yes?”
Cheonhye-in spoke with an expression of disbelief.
“I’m aware. Since I intended for you to hear it, you’ve listened well.”
I wasn’t mad enough to mutter such things to myself.
Of course I meant for her to hear it.
“So then, what business brings you here so early, lacking both courtesy and propriety?”
“As it happens, I’ve been assigned to guide the Bang Disciple—or rather, the Bang member—today.”
I narrowed my eyes at her words.
“I waited quite some time, but since you didn’t emerge, I came to find you in this rather discourteous manner.”
Cheonhye-in added her own words, unbothered by my sarcasm.
At that, I pushed myself up from the bed.
“That’s not true.”
“Pardon?”
“You weren’t assigned to this—you maneuvered for it.”
“What do you mean?”
Where was my martial robe? I glanced about, searching for it to change into.
Ah, there it was—neatly folded atop the table.
I grabbed the martial robe and spoke to Cheonhye-in.
“You didn’t get assigned; you schemed to get assigned.”
“…What?”
“My guide was supposed to be Do-hyeong, wasn’t it? He’s the youngest, and you’re already acquainted with him.”
I touched my neck. The sensation of being cut in the dream lingered, oddly bothersome.
Even thirst had crept up on me. Where was some water? I looked around, but nothing obvious caught my eye.
“For you to come to me instead—someone you already dislike—makes your scheming painfully obvious.”
I clicked my tongue briefly.
“If you’re going to lie, at least put some effort into it. I’m not someone to be treated like a fool.”
“…”
“Ah, found it.”
I spotted the water bottle I’d left behind last time. It had been sitting here for a few days, but that shouldn’t matter, right?
I barely managed to wet my throat when a sharp sting shot through the back of my head. Turning around, I found Cheonhye-in staring at me.
Ah, no. Not staring, rather.
‘…She seems to be smiling.’
Goodness, what a terrifying gaze. It must be difficult for her to smile so menacingly with such a beautiful face.
“Perhaps… the Bang Disciple dislikes me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Is she genuinely asking?
“There’s no reason to like you, and you’ve created plenty of reasons for me to dislike you.”
“Why is there no reason to like me?”
Cheonhye-in offered an alluring smile, cupping her hands like flower petals.
“I’m incredibly beautiful, aren’t I?”
Light radiated outward. She was undeniably, devastatingly beautiful.
However.
“Yes. But I’m also incredibly handsome.”
“…Wow.”
At my words, Cheonhye-in’s expression twisted in displeasure.
“You say that about yourself?”
“Did you say it through someone else’s mouth?”
It was nearly the only advantage I’d inherited from that incompetent, cursed father.
A presentable physique and a handsome face.
Though my eyes held a somewhat naive quality as a flaw, objectively speaking, I was handsome.
However.
“Nothing irritates me more than pushing forward on appearance alone. You’ve heard about my father, haven’t you? Growing up watching that spectacle, I despise such things.”
“…”
The moment I brought up my father, Cheonhye-in faltered. The faint smile that lingered vanished.
“You seem certain?”
“Certain of what?”
“That I know something about your father.”
“Ah, yes.”
I wondered what she was getting at.
“You would have already investigated my background.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I would have done the same.”
“…”
Faced with my confident response, Cheonhye-in found herself at a loss for words.
“Do you need a further answer?”
“…Haha.”
A soft laugh brushed past my ears. For some reason, a chill ran down my spine.
“…You’re truly captivating. Where on earth did you fall from? You keep making me curious.”
“I can hear you just fine.”
“I told you to listen.”
“Then I didn’t hear it.”
“Should I say it again?”
“There’s no need.”
I had no idea what kind of conversation this even was.
It felt like my energy was being drained away rapidly.
‘…Ugh, this is infuriating. Dealing with that virgin ghost wasn’t even this exhausting.’
A Demon born from a virgin ghost whose yin energy had overflowed beyond measure.
Even when I exorcised that absurd thing in my past life, it wasn’t this draining.
Just conversing with this strange woman felt like it would drive me mad.
“Hey, can I at least ask you one thing?”
“No.”
“Why won’t you say anything to me?”
“I said no… Damn it all.”
Were all the people in this sect equally self-centered? I was genuinely curious.
“What are you muttering about?”
“You looked like you had plenty to say but were holding back.”
“You can tell?”
How many times had Cheonhye-in bothered me in the past, and it was she who had created that miserable situation just yesterday.
Naturally, I had no evidence—only suspicion—but I was certain of it.
And Cheonhye-in would know that I was certain.
That’s probably why she was asking this.
“It’s not forgiveness, and you’re not just letting it go either… so what is it?”
“Why do you think I wouldn’t just let it go? I could, you know.”
Even if my opponent had bothered me, there existed the possibility that I might be magnanimous enough to let it slide, but I held the conviction that Cheonhye-in’s eyes would never see me that way.
It was oddly disappointing. I wondered why she would think of me like that.
“Because I wouldn’t have done that.”
‘Wow.’
I almost gasped in admiration without meaning to. She was using that against me.
“Was that a satisfying answer?”
“…Seven out of ten?”
“What about the remaining three?”
I hadn’t thought about that.
As I sat there awkwardly in silence, Cheonhye-in casually changed the subject.
“So, I came here because I was curious what you could do to me.”
“…Ha.”
A hollow laugh escaped me.
“Did you really think I’d answer just because you asked, setting aside whether you’re curious?”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t. Honestly, I just came to see your face again.”
Anyone listening would think it’s quite an affectionate and thrilling sentence, but from my perspective, it’s anything but amusing.
“Ugh… This is genuinely irritating.”
The emotions I’d barely been holding back came surging forth.
“Hey.”
“Hey?”
Cheonhye-in’s eyes narrowed at my sudden change in demeanor.
“Stop being so bothersome.”
My true nature finally slipped out.
“No, I could overlook the bothersome behavior as harmless playfulness, but…”
I stared at her intently and stepped closer.
“Don’t cross the line. This is my final warning.”
“Hmm…”
At my words, Cheonhye-in’s eyes curved seductively.
“What happens if I ignore the warning?”
Her voice dripped with amusement. She showed no concern whatsoever.
“I’ll stop treating you as a person.”
“Oh? Then you’d treat me like a beast or something? I didn’t know that was your preference…”
“Heavenly Supreme.”
“…”
At my quiet invocation of her name, Cheonhye-in’s mouth snapped shut.
“Stop while I still regard you as a person.”
I meant every word.
And for good reason.
“I’m capable of things I wouldn’t do to anything with a soul.”
“…That’s a frightening thing to say.”
“The reason I’ve been watching over you isn’t because your antics are endearing.”
Even if you’re bothersome and irritating, you’re still a person.
Because you still draw breath and live in the same time as me—a human being—I let such things slide.
So.
“Don’t cross the line.”
I spoke to Cheonhye-in.
“This is the last time.”
“…”
“If you’re done talking, get out and change your clothes.”
I grabbed her shoulder and dragged her along. She came without resistance.
I pushed her out the door and slammed it shut.
“…Sigh.”
I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose.
“Tsk.”
I clicked my tongue sharply and seized the martial robes I’d prepared earlier.
I’m already irritated to death by nightmares, and now my mood has been completely dampened.
What’s most frustrating about this situation is.
‘Things have come to this, yet where has that old man disappeared to.’
For some reason, Yoo Cheon-gil had been nowhere to be seen all morning.

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Before Bangseong-yeon’s residence.
Cheonhye-in, expelled outside by the guest expulsion order, stood rigid with a peculiar expression on her face.
“….”
-Hye-in.
A voice reached her ear as if it had been waiting, but Cheonhye-in raised her hand to stop the words.
“Just a moment….”
She kept her large eyes wide open as she pondered something intently.
It was about Bangseong-yeon, whom she had just faced.
That young man who had regarded her with endlessly annoyed eyes.
That much was fine. Her original purpose was merely to observe his reaction and make things slightly more confusing.
The problem was.
‘Heavenly Supreme.’
“….”
The voice and eyes that had issued a warning to her in a low tone.
The moment Cheonhye-in recalled that, she stroked her own forearm.
It was cold.
A sensation of something freezing from within.
‘What was that.’
What on earth could it be.
How could someone look at another person with such coldness.
It was far too chilling.
Nothing remained in Cheonhye-in’s mind—not the fact that Bangseong-yeon had spoken to her, nor even the indifferent exchange of energy that had preceded it.
‘How many masks does he possess.’
His usual demeanor. And his appearance during the martial exchange.
And even the face he had just shown.
Bangseong-yeon was an increasingly peculiar person the more one observed him.
His usual appearance was intriguing.
His appearance during the martial exchange was shocking.
And his appearance just now….
‘It was dangerous.’
An incomprehensible sense of crisis. The certainty that he could crush her as much as he desired, and those cold eyes that regarded her as less than human.
“Haha….”
Cheonhye-in laughed as she recalled it.
It had been a long time. Since she had felt such an emotion.
‘I never thought I’d feel this again.’
When was the last time?
Probably not since I encountered that ‘monster’ in Huashan.
Then, does that mean Bangseong-yeon is on the same level as that monster?
‘I’m not sure.’
Cheonhye-in couldn’t be certain. The circumstances were far too different to compare.
But what mattered was this:
‘Regardless of which it was.’
Bangseong-yeon had fully captured Cheonhye-in’s interest.
“…I covet it.”
Cheonhye-in had never once lost what she desired.
As if to prove this.
Shudder—!
As Cheonhye-in stroked her goosebumped arm, her face was brimming with exhilaration.
Then.
Creak—!
The closed door opened and Bangseong-yeon emerged. At the sound, Cheonhye-in turned her head.
“….”
Upon seeing Bangseong-yeon step through the door, her body stiffened.
“What is it? Why are you pointlessly blocking the way?”
The cold gleam in his eyes from moments before was gone.
His gaze was serene, filled with the same indifference as when she first saw him.
It was as if the person she’d just witnessed was someone entirely different.
“Ah, I’m exhausted.”
Cheonhye-in watched quietly as Bangseong-yeon shifted his shoulders slightly.
The martial robes of Sowoldae issued by Cheonwol Gate.
Bangseong-yeon, dressed in them, was something else entirely.
‘He’s certainly handsome.’
To a degree that his own boastful words about himself didn’t rankle—Bangseong-yeon looked every bit as impressive.
“Let’s go. Where should we head?”
Despite that appearance, he emerged picking his nose with an air of boredom, which was absurd.
Yet Cheonhye-in couldn’t tear her gaze away from him.
“Aren’t we going?”
His demeanor showed he paid no mind to what had just transpired.
Seeing this, Cheonhye-in shook her head.
“…No. Let’s go.”
She took the lead, and Bangseong-yeon followed behind her.

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