The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 489

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 489
It was Baekwang. The Muyong Clan Leader had arrived from nowhere, and both I and the Branch Leader beside me dropped our jaws in shock.
“…He came here? He shouldn’t be able to arrive at this hour from that distance, should he?”
That man should be at the Muyong estate by now. Surely not.
“Did he rush here after receiving the letter?”
“That’s absurd. Do you think that’s a distance one could cover after receiving it?”
The Branch Leader expressed his disbelief. I felt the same way. Even if he’d received the letter, he would have gotten it yesterday.
If he’d rushed here, it would have taken less than a day.
Could he have covered this distance in that time by running? No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t make sense.
But the evidence was right before my eyes. Baekwang had already rushed here, hadn’t he?
“Lord of the Clan. How did you…”
The moment I tried to speak to Baekwang, he appeared before me in an instant.
“Where is my daughter?”
His voice was heavy, and his killing intent was overwhelming. Just hearing it made my body stiffen involuntarily.
This was the first time I’d felt such emotion from Baekwang.
“I asked where my daughter is.”
“…Your daughter is currently inside this guest room, speaking with the Merchant Leader.”
The moment I provided the information, Baekwang moved. He headed into the guest room with somewhat urgent steps.
I too found myself following him without thinking.
As Baekwang entered the room, Muyong Youngsoon startled at the sight of him.
“Wh…? L-Lord of the Clan?”
“…The Muyong Clan Leader?”
Go Munjin and Muyong Youngsoon were startled by Baekwang’s appearance, but he immediately approached Muyong Youngsoon and examined her.
“Lord of the Clan, how did you come to be here…!”
“Are you unharmed?”
“I…?”
“I asked if you are well.”
“Ah, y-yes, I’m fine.”
Unsatisfied with Muyong Youngsoon’s answer, he busied himself examining her body with hands infused with energy. After a brief moment.
“…Phew.”
Baekwang exhaled as if relieved. I could see cold sweat beading on his temples.
It was strange how it disappeared without being wiped away. Baekwang quickly turned his expression and bowed respectfully to Go Munjin.
“I greet you, Merchant Leader. It has been a long time.”
“…I greet the Lord of the Muyong Clan. It has indeed been long.”
“Forgive my intrusion. I received an urgent letter and came without prior notice.”
“Not at all. I understand.”
From those words, I could tell. Baekwang had truly rushed here after receiving the letter. Insane. He ran that distance?
‘Is it possible through qi?’
I didn’t know how vast Baekwang’s qi reserves were, but it was remarkable that he still had energy left after running like that.
Or perhaps he didn’t have any left.
“…Young Lady.”
“Yes? Yes.”
“I shall tell the rest of the story, so step outside for now.”
“Lord of the Clan…? This is something I should….”
“That is an order.”
“….”
Muyong Youngsoon bit her lip at those words.
“I shall obey your command….”
She lowered her head and left. Her expression was quite displeased. As I watched her go, Baekwang turned to me and spoke.
“Bang Disciple. Please follow her out.”
His steady gaze gave me pause. What I was about to say differed little from what Muyong Youngsoon would have said.
“Understood.”
I nodded and left the room.
Stepping outside with Go Munjin and Baekwang remaining in the room, I found Muyong Youngsoon standing with her arms crossed. One look at her expression told me everything—she was furious.
“…It’s fine.”
“This is irritating.”
“Hmm, so it’s not fine.”
Muyong Youngsoon picked at her nails irritably. Her expression was filled with genuine annoyance for the first time in a while.
“How did you arrive here?”
“How else? You clearly ran here at full speed.”
“…That distance shouldn’t have been possible. How on earth did you manage it?”
“You must have run with all your might….”
More earnestly than anyone else. It was clear you had rushed here with everything you had.
Yet for some reason, Muyong Youngsoon seemed deeply displeased by this, her eyes narrowing constantly. I couldn’t quite understand why.
“Your arrival is a good thing, so why are you upset?”
“…Because it was my responsibility.”
“What?”
“It was a task entrusted to me as the Clan Leader’s proxy. I was supposed to resolve this, but it’s become so tangled now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“As the Clan Leader’s proxy, I only needed to do this two more times. And now it’s been taken from me like this…. Those damned bastards…!”
Anger surged through her, and her clenched fist was powerful. Though the fist appeared skeletal and thin, paired with her expression, it was quite terrifying.
“Two more times? What do you mean by that?”
“There’s something like that. You don’t need to concern yourself with it. And why are you speaking informally? You said we’d use formal speech.”
“You were doing it too.”
“…Just shut up, you’re getting on my nerves.”
“Ah, alright.”
“Sigh.”
Muyong Youngsoon let out a deep sigh. Then she looked at me and spoke.
“…Since the Lord of the Clan has come anyway, there doesn’t seem to be much more work to do. I was already wondering if I should send a messenger due to scheduling. I suppose this is fortunate instead.”
“You’re sending another messenger?”
“The Merchant Leader’s requests were beyond what I could accomplish alone. I had no choice but to send word to the Muyong Clan for guidance.”
He had completely reverted to formal speech. Noticing this shift, I glanced back.
‘Has the situation changed now that Baekwang has appeared?’
I watched the guest briefly. About half a shichen had passed while he waited outside. Then Baekwang emerged.
His expression bore no resemblance to the urgency from before. He had returned to his true self—composed and sharp-minded, the original Baekwang.
As he stepped out, he spoke to Muyong Youngsoon.
“Let us depart.”
“…Have you finished your discussion?”
“Yes. Let us go.”
With those words, Baekwang moved. Everything concluded in an instant. Just as I wondered if matters could truly end so swiftly—
“Bang Disciple.”
“Yes?”
Baekwang approached me. He withdrew a letter from his robes and handed it to me.
“A letter meant for you.”
“For me?”
-It is from the Heavenly Supreme.
“…!”
Upon hearing the sender, my eyes widened slightly. What could that grandmother possibly have to say to me? Honestly, I already dreaded reading it. As I frowned and accepted the letter—
“Earlier, circumstances prevented me from speaking. Now I can.”
Baekwang suddenly bowed to me. Both Muyong Youngsoon and I were startled by the gesture.
“Thank you for saving my daughter. I mean it sincerely.”
“…No, that’s not necessary.”
“My gratitude cannot be repaid with mere words, but I shall send support to the Bang Clan later.”
“If I may, could you send it to the academy instead? I think that would be better.”
“…Very well.”
The moment I heard “support,” I grew serious. If it went to the clan, it would only be plundered again elsewhere. I couldn’t bear to witness that spectacle once more.
“The carriage moved slowly due to the urgency of our arrival. It should arrive around midday, so wait until then and travel together with us.”
“I appreciate your consideration. I shall accept.”
I was exhausted. In truth, I hadn’t fully recovered from the backlash of the Celestial Demon using my body. I preferred to ride in the Muyong Clan’s carriage if possible—their vehicles were luxury goods, after all, and quite comfortable.
Hearing my acceptance, Baekwang nodded and departed with Muyong Youngsoon.
Watching them go, I created some distance between us.
Then, the Branch Leader, who had been standing at a distance, approached.
“Well, this is quite unexpected, isn’t it?”
My gaze turned toward his smiling face.
“I knew Baekwang cherished his daughter, but…I never imagined he would care for her to that extent.”
“It’s hardly surprising for a father to cherish his daughter.”
“Still, there are limits. For the leader of the Muyong Clan to act that way isn’t exactly proper conduct. Anyway, it worked out perfectly.”
“What did?”
My eyes, which had been fixed on the Branch Leader, sharpened slightly.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“What are you asking what’s good about it?”
“An obvious question, Young Master. The fact that the Muyong Clan Leader cherishes his daughter that much means if we use her, she’d be quite useful….”
The Branch Leader trailed off mid-sentence.
“Ah, this won’t do?”
She wiped the smile from her face. She shrugged her shoulders and spoke to me.
“There’s another person here he cherishes just as much. It nearly became a disaster.”
“What do you mean.”
“Young Master. Kill your murderous intent first before you speak. Otherwise my neck will be sliced clean off.”
“You know well.”
Crack—!
“Gugh!?”
Without hesitation, I seized the Branch Leader’s body. I wrapped the murderous intent surging through my heart directly onto her skin.
“I showed you so you’d understand. Don’t touch what’s unnecessary.”
“Gugh….”
“We can stay on good terms, right? Don’t touch her. Then you all die.”
“Gasp, gasp.”
As I spoke while channeling my energy—ssshhh—it wasn’t long before the Branch Leader tapped my arm repeatedly.
At that sensation, I released my grip.
“Cough…. Cough….”
“I hope this serves as a warning. You lot shouldn’t waste energy either. I’m tired and want to rest.”
Those who came in disguise with the Branch Leader. As they reached for their swords, I glanced at them and spoke. At my gaze, they flinched and retreated.
“Phew. I nearly died.”
The Branch Leader spoke. The male voice that had been heard until moments ago had shifted to a female one.
“Hah.”
She seemed refreshed somehow. That made me feel worse.
“Interesting. Young Master. Is it okay to just give me information like this?”
That I cherish Muyong Youngsoon more than necessary, just like Baekwang does.
Asking if it was fine to reveal this so openly.
“I showed it because it was worth showing. And.”
I smirked at the Branch Leader.
“You already knew anyway. About Baekwang’s condition and about me.”
“….”
At those words, the Branch Leader erased her smile.
“How boring.”
She shrugged her shoulders. The red marks on her neck seemed to bother her not at all.
“You strangled me knowing everything? That’s rather cruel.”
“It means I have no intention of playing along with dog-like tricks.”
“…Hmm.”
She kept scratching at it, so I showed her once. A warning not to be a bother.
At my warning, the Branch Leader licked her lips.
“Fine. I’ll drop this little game. I could let the choking slide, but seeing you this angry, that won’t be enough.”
The Branch Leader strokes her own neck as she speaks.
“I thought I’d share something interesting with you. Consider it a gift for our relationship.”
“Something interesting?”
“That’s right.”
Is she offering information?
Why? Lately, the Branch Leader has been trying to give me things more often.
I study her face, trying to discern her intentions, but it yields nothing. That damnable woman wasn’t the type to reveal such things easily.
So I simply stare, waiting to hear what she’ll say.
“It’s just a rumor, but I thought it might amuse you. Our young master should probably know about it too.”
“What rumor?”
“It’s only spreading in Sichuan so far… well.”
The Branch Leader leans in close and whispers into my ear.
“Apparently, the bloodline of Sword Saint Yoo Cheon-gil has appeared? Someone claiming to be his direct descendant, no less.”
“…?”
…What kind of insane nonsense is this?

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