The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 502

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 502
Why are they suddenly sitting in lotus position? I couldn’t help but wear a bewildered expression at the scene unfolding around me.
What’s wrong with these people?
While I stood there with a vacant stare.
[You displayed a lofty realm. It’s suitable for gaining enlightenment.]
‘Enlightenment?’
[If it had been perfect, perhaps not. But since it’s an incomplete power, there’s far more to be seen there.]
“….”
In other words, to put it simply.
‘I was the one who performed the trick, but these people got something good out of it.’
It meant they had gained something from my Divine Sword Unity.
‘…My stomach really hurts.’
This is a power I barely managed to obtain. They just gain it the moment they see it? This is absurd.
[You speak as though you obtained it with great difficulty.]
“…I did put in considerable effort, in my own way.”
[To begin with, few who witness it gain enlightenment. These children are the strange ones.]
“….”
Right. By sheer coincidence, all those who gained enlightenment were beings called geniuses.
This is what’s strange. Everyone gathered here happens to be a genius.
“…What kind of situation is this?”
Just then, someone emerged from the carriage. It was Dok-ryong. His eyes widened at the sight before him.
“Why is everyone…. Huh? Peng Dojun? Why is Heuk Taedo here?”
“….”
He’s quite something himself.
“You really have no luck.”
“Pardon? What do you mean, sir?”
“…Never mind. You… yes, let’s just train.”
“…Right now?”
“Yes.”
“What about these people?”
“Leave them be.”
They’ll figure it out on their own. I dragged Dok-ryong along to teach him the Manceon Hwau.

* * *
Time passed. As morning approached, I stared intently at the Disciples, still seated on the ground, consolidating their enlightenment.
How much longer are they going to do this?
‘They’re quite something.’
They’re still at it. How much more do they need to accomplish? This is absurd.
But since they’ve achieved enlightenment, I can’t disturb them either.
“Don’t you all want to eat….”
I sighed deeply and began preparing food.
The others paid no attention to them. Since they were all Martial Artists, they seemed to understand how important enlightenment was.
I quietly prepared the food and glanced to the side.
“Young Miss Peng.”
“Y-yes…. Yes!?”
“You’re hungry, aren’t you?”
Peng Doyen. The young girl who said she was Peng Dojun’s sister. She sat quietly, watching only Peng Dojun.
“Oh, no…. I’m fine.”
Growwwl.
“….”
Her face flushed at the sound her stomach made, contradicting her words.
I chuckled at the sight.
“Your stomach says otherwise.”
“I, this is….”
“Eat. It’s not like we’re short on food anyway.”
“…Thank you.”
Peng Doyen took the food bashfully and brought it to her mouth.
“Mm…!”
“Good, isn’t it?”
“Yes, yes…!”
It seemed to suit her taste. For something I’d hastily thrown together, it was a decent reaction.
Smiling at her response, I was about to eat as well when—
Whoosh.
“…Huh?”
A hand reached out. A pale white hand, and I looked toward its owner.
“…What are you doing? When did you wake up?”
It was Yoo Yeon. She’d quietly finished consolidating her enlightenment and was apparently the first to wake.
I hadn’t even noticed when she’d gotten up.
Her face was expressionless yet subtly refreshed.
I was somewhat surprised seeing that.
‘She’s different?’
It was faint, but her energy had become more refined. She’d achieved enlightenment.
Seeing that, I spoke in utter disbelief.
“Hey, shouldn’t you be the one giving me food?”
“…?”
“If you’ve been mooching off me, you should do something in return.”
“….”
Yoo Yeon’s eyes widened at my words. Then she hurried off somewhere.
“What? Where is she going?”
Before I could finish my confused thought, she reappeared with something in her hands.
A flower.
What is this? Why did she bring a flower? As I stared in bewilderment, Yoo Yeon approached me and handed it over.
“Oh my.”
Peng Doyen reacted first at the sight.
“What is this?”
“….”
Yoo Yeon’s troubled expression was plain to see. What is this? Why is she giving me this? Surely not.
“…Did you bring this because I said I wanted something?”
Yoo Yeon nodded. Seeing that, I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.
“I don’t know what to say.”
It was just a joke, but she took it seriously. It seemed I couldn’t even joke properly.
“Never mind. I don’t need it. Just eat your meal.”
Yoo Yeon’s expression turned dejected at my words. What is it? I said never mind, so why does she look like that? As I was wondering about it.
“P-please accept it….”
Peng Doyen spoke to me in a pleading voice. Ah…. I’m supposed to accept it? At those words, I carefully took the flower.
Only then did Yoo Yeon nod, satisfied. Was this the end of it?
“Now eat your meal.”
Yoo Yeon picked up her bowl to eat. At that moment, I felt movement from behind.
“Ugh….”
“Mm.”
Eunwol Sword and Heuk Taedo. Both rose at the same time.
“That was refreshing.”
Heuk Taedo grinned widely. His expression was satisfied. Eunwol Sword was the same. It seemed they had both obtained something good.
“Is it food?”
Peng Dojun then observed the situation and spoke. Yes. It’s food, you bastard.
“Would you like some?”
“Gladly!”
I finished my meal first. Regardless of what happened to those guys.
And so the meal time ended.
“Thank you.”
Heuk Taedo offered me his gratitude.
“Now you say it?”
His thanks came far too late. If you were going to thank me, you should have done it earlier. After finishing the meal and causing all sorts of trouble, it was absurd.
“Hahaha! Yesterday I was simply too preoccupied.”
“….”
Shameless and audacious to the core. Yes, that’s Heuk Taedo Peng Dojun for you.
Even after all this time, some things about him haven’t changed.
“Yeon-a, are you alright? I apologize for not paying you proper attention.”
The problem is that this attitude of his still feels unfamiliar. Could this man actually speak in such affectionate tones?
Something felt off. It was simply unpleasant.
“What is it? My friend. Why do you have such an expression on your face?”
“…No. It’s nothing at all.”
“Hmm….”
Peng Dojun regarded me with suspicious eyes, but I deliberately ignored them.
“In any case. We’re traveling together to Hanan, correct?”
As I redirected the conversation, Peng Dojun nodded in agreement.
“I would be grateful for that.”
“…Yes. The carriage is destroyed anyway. Let’s go.”
It would be foolish to leave things as they were. Since we both needed to reach Hanan, we might as well travel together.
With that decided, my journey with the Peng Clan began.

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Several days had passed.
‘What is this.’
I sensed something amiss. During our camp stops and while patrolling the surroundings.
Something quite bothersome had emerged.
‘What exactly is it?’
It was strange. After stopping the carriage again, I was investigating the area.
“….”
That sensation I’d been feeling for days now. As I grasped its meaning, I exhaled a sigh.
It seemed I couldn’t leave this as it was.
Thud.
I concealed myself in the forest.
“Oh!”
Then a sound came from behind. A startled voice. The moment I heard it, I appeared behind the source of that voice.
“What is it?”
“Eek!”
The young girl let out a scream the instant I spoke. Peng Doyen flinched in terror and collapsed to the ground.
“Gasp…. Huff.”
“…Are you alright?”
Her reaction was intense. Would she have a heart attack at this rate? I felt somewhat sorry.
“I apologize. But you kept watching me, so it was irritating….”
“I… was caught…. I was caught, wasn’t I….”
“…I suppose so.”
Did she think I wouldn’t notice? Peng Doyen is no martial artist. She already knew. Perhaps that’s why she doesn’t understand the characteristics of martial artists.
“So, why do you keep watching me?”
“….”
Over the past few days, I’ve noticed Peng Doyen constantly following me and stealing glances. Why is she doing this? I can’t fathom it.
“If you have something to say, speak up.”
“It’s…not that.”
“Then what?”
Peng Doyen hesitates before speaking.
“…Young Master…when you’re nearby…I don’t hear the voices.”
“Pardon?”
I furrowed my brow at those words. She doesn’t hear voices?
What voices….
‘Ah.’
I realized what she meant and my eyes widened. Could it be?
‘Is it because the malevolent spirits avoid me?’
When she’s near me, malevolent spirits don’t approach. Or rather, they come less frequently. It can’t be helped.
‘I’ve set up a barrier.’
The reason spirits don’t come near me is simple. I emit an aura that ghosts despise. I’ve deliberately set this up.
I did it to avoid entanglement.
‘Did she sense that?’
It seems Peng Doyen somehow perceived that aspect. How curious. How did she know this?
It’s not something one could discern through intuition alone.
“What do you mean you don’t hear voices?”
“…Every time, there are voices that torment me. But when I’m beside you, Young Master…I don’t hear them.”
“…I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
I pretended not to understand. There was no point in acting like I knew anything.
‘This is troublesome.’
Now that she’s sensed this, it’s obvious she’ll keep approaching me. What should I do?
Yeon-a!
A loud voice echoes. It was Peng Dojun’s voice. Soon after, a massive figure approaches.
“There you are.”
“Brother….”
Peng Dojun spots Peng Doyen and his face relaxes with relief. Then he looks at me.
“Hmm?”
His expression asks why my sister and I are together.
“What is it? Friend. Don’t tell me you have feelings for my sister….”
“Stop spouting nonsense.”
What ridiculous talk is this? This fellow clearly looks far too young. Does he think I’m his father or older brother? I respond in alarm, and Peng Dojun laughs.
“Haha. Just joking. Surely that’s not the case. I only mentioned it because you two are often together.”
“They weren’t together. It’s her older brother who keeps seeking me out.”
“…Oh…?”
Peng Dojun glanced at his sister upon hearing those words.
“Yeon-a. Do you really find that pretty-faced older brother so appealing?”
“…What? No, that’s not it!”
Peng Doyen’s face flushed crimson as she waved her hands in denial. It was exactly the reaction you’d expect from a young woman her age. Seeing that, I smiled awkwardly.
“It’s… it’s not like that.”
Her voice grew quieter with each word. After observing Peng Doyen, I spoke to Peng Dojun.
“You should head back with her. Night will fall soon.”
“Ah, you’re right. Yeon-a, let’s go.”
“Ah…. Yes.”
Peng Doyen departed with Peng Dojun, her reluctance evident in her voice. That reluctance was surely born from missing the peace of our encounter.
‘Hmm.’
As Peng Doyen left and I stood alone, I narrowed my eyes, gazing toward something.
‘What should I do.’
Peng Doyen’s approach was understandable. That child harbored no malice in her actions.
But.
‘That’s not the case with the other one.’
Uuuuuuung.
Above the trees. I sensed an aura lingering where Peng Doyen had been—something diffuse and hazy like heat shimmer—and I clicked my tongue inwardly.
‘My attention has been drawn.’
Whether due to Peng Doyen’s interest.
The massive Deity clinging to her had become aware of me.
This had become considerably troublesome.
‘In that case.’
If circumstances demanded it.
‘I’ll have to eliminate it.’
I would need to kill the Deity. Before it became even more of a nuisance.

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