The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 513

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 513
Mudang Unryong Seo-pyeong.
One of the Seven Pillars and a Disciple of the Mudang Sect.
A prodigy certain to ascend to the position of Sect Leader in the future.
We crossed paths at the Dragon Phoenix Gathering back then, and this is the first time seeing him since. It’s been quite a while.
We were never particularly close, and one could even call our relationship adversarial, but such things hardly mattered now.
“Why am I…?”
Seo-pyeong clearly didn’t understand why he’d been summoned here. Moreover, his eyes trembled wildly as if hearing about the Demonic Sect for the first time.
“The Demonic Sect?”
“Exactly as you heard.”
Cheon Rijin-an spoke while regarding Seo-pyeong.
“The gathering is being prepared not only within our alliance but also within the Demonic Sect itself, and we are recruiting personnel to participate in it.”
“…Does that mean I’m included in this?”
“It’s uncertain.”
Cheon Rijin-an stared directly at Seo-pyeong.
“If you refuse, we won’t send you. We’ll find other personnel instead. Peng Gongja, the same applies to your opinion as well.”
“…”
If he refused, they wouldn’t send him. It was a simple and straightforward statement. However, how Seo-pyeong accepted it was his own matter.
“…The Demonic Sect.”
Of all things, the Demonic Sect. That it had reappeared in this quiet era following the war, and that he, as a Disciple, must venture there would be an extraordinarily difficult undertaking.
He would serve as a representative reflecting the orthodox faction’s image. No one knew what might befall him there.
It could be a trap, and no one knew what schemes the Demonic Sect might unleash.
He had to venture to such a place.
Seo-pyeong’s inner conflict was evident on his face.
‘Still.’
He wasn’t refusing outright? I thought he’d immediately say he wouldn’t go.
The fact that he was deliberating was somewhat unexpected.
I expected him to either refuse or agree immediately, but he was actually considering it.
“Would there be time to deliberate?”
Seo-pyeong asked cautiously. Cheon Rijin-an nodded at the question.
“There is. I’ll give you one day.”
“One day?”
“I cannot wait any longer.”
“I understand. Thank you.”
Seo-pyeong bowed respectfully. Heuk Taedo did the same. All those gathered bowed their heads in unison.
The meeting had concluded.

* * *
“What a shame.”
It was Heuk Taedo’s murmur the moment we stepped outside.
His eyes genuinely reflected regret.
“Then why not go?”
“I can’t. I have my sister, so where would I go?”
“Hmm.”
His sister. It seemed she held considerable importance to him.
“If she’s that important, why bring her here? It’s dangerous.”
“I had business to attend to. A family matter—that’s why I came.”
“…Business.”
What kind of business could that be? I doubted Hanan had anywhere worth visiting for such purposes, but I didn’t press further.
If Heuk Taedo wouldn’t go, there was nothing to be done, but it wasn’t as though I had no alternatives.
‘I just need to find someone as a replacement for Heuk Taedo.’
The question was who to take, not whether anyone was available. I simply needed to select someone outside my priority list.
‘One person.’
I had intended to take those whose actions were somewhat predictable. This was unfortunate.
‘Though Heuk Taedo isn’t exactly easy to predict.’
Rather, I believed he was straightforward and uncomplicated, someone who would move as instructed.
‘So this composition worked best.’
If it didn’t work out.
‘…Two people.’
I had two more candidates as replacements. Thinking of this, I glanced elsewhere—at Seo-pyeong, whose expression had been poor since earlier.
“You look troubled.”
“…!”
Seo-pyeong flinched at my words.
Then he looked at me, and doubt flickered in his wavering eyes.
“I heard it was Bang Disciple who nominated me.”
“That’s right.”
“…Why?”
“Well.”
There were many reasons if I traced back—
“First, I needed someone of the Seven Extremes. Everyone departing except me had to be of that rank.”
Appearance mattered. I needed not nobodies, but those with renowned names across the Central Plains.
“And among them, I wanted to take someone whose skills weren’t lacking.”
“…You’re saying that’s me?”
Seo-pyeong’s expression turned confused upon hearing my words.
“That’s strange. If so, then I shouldn’t have been the one selected.”
I understood what Seo-pyeong meant. He was saying others should have been chosen instead of him.
This was purely a judgment based on ‘skill.’
The Seven Prodigies are the greatest talents of the Central Plains, yet even among them, clear differences in ability exist.
Seo-pyeong was among the lower tier of the Seven Prodigies—at least by my assessment.
For me to declare that I would take Seo-pyeong along was undoubtedly strange from his perspective.
“Skill is important, certainly, but there is also undeniable symbolic value in who we bring.”
“What do you mean?”
“To be precise, I needed the presence of a Shaman.”
“…A Shaman?”
“Since you’ve declared you won’t go, there’s little more I can say.”
“….”
“Until next time.”
I attempted to leave without hesitation—or rather, I made it appear that way. I believed that Seo-pyeong, as I understood him, would react at this moment.
“Wait—”
As expected.
‘Just as I thought.’
Seo-pyeong reacted. A smile played at the corners of my mouth as I continued walking.
‘Come along then.’
From what I knew, no matter how solid Seo-pyeong’s standing within the Shaman sect, he was still among the Disciples. He needed a legitimate reason to fully ascend to the position of sect leader.
And in that process, a journey to the Demonic Sect, if successful, would provide an overwhelming justification for such advancement.
“I’m still… still deliberating….”
“Deliberation is fine, but time won’t be abundant. There are many candidates, after all.”
“…Tch.”
I left those words behind and moved forward. There was nothing more to say. If he’d come this far.
‘He’ll come along.’
He would follow. That was my judgment.
If not,
‘There are other methods available.’
There were many ways. Since Seo-pyeong’s presence was necessary to my plan, I had already prepared the bait to lure him in.
He would not escape.
Seo-pyeong was destined to be dragged along to the Demonic Sect regardless of circumstance.
‘Hehehehe.’
Around the time I was laughing at this thought,
“….”
Dok-ryong from the Dang Clan was staring at me with a peculiar expression.
“What. What is it?”
“…It’s nothing….”
Dok-ryong answered and then looked toward somewhere—precisely where Seo-pyeong was.
His face bore an expression of profound pity, and at the same time, he looked as though he were observing one of his own kind.

* * *
I continued my preparations for the next task. If Heuk Taedo couldn’t go, I would need to find someone else.
This was the plan for that contingency.
‘Who should I bring next?’
I had to select a candidate from the seven sects.
‘Cheonhye-in won’t work.’
She said she wouldn’t participate in this gathering either, so she was out of the question.
‘Gaebang, Hwasan… and the Namgung Clan.’
Three candidates came to mind, but each had clear problems. First, Hwasan was out of the question.
‘Yoo Yeon is too risky.’
She possessed the Heavenly Killing Nature. It was ambiguous whether I should even bring her along.
As for Gaebang—
‘Unless it’s for information gathering.’
They were a meaningless choice before the gathering. That left—
‘The Namgung Clan, but—’
The Namgung side was also unclear. They hadn’t even arrived yet.
‘I don’t know what they might do.’
They were currently maintaining a silence as profound as a sealed gate, suspected of being entangled with both Patcheon Gung and the Demonic Sect.
I couldn’t rashly summon them or hold back.
‘Then—’
Did I ultimately have to bring Heuk Taedo?
‘Hmm.’
I was dwelling on the question when I realized I needed to make a decision before the day ended.
I rolled my eyes, considering which option to choose—
Just as I was contemplating the best move.
Outside the window, the sunset was already fading. I needed to hurry and settle this matter somehow.
‘What should I do?’
No matter how I looked at it, Heuk Taedo was the best choice. If he couldn’t go, then Yoo Yeon would be next.
If I were to bring Yoo Yeon along—
‘Could we coordinate?’
The key question was whether I could suppress her Heavenly Killing Nature instinct. Things had been going well so far, so it should be fine.
But one could never be certain.
What should I do? I was still deliberating when—
Crackle.
‘Hm?’
I heard a sound. I glanced out the window. Someone had arrived.
Knock, knock. Hearing the sound at the door, I told them to come in.
The door opened and a floral fragrance drifted in. It was Yoo Yeon. What was this about?
“What brings you here?”
Just as I felt bewildered by her sudden visit, she sat before me and handed me a piece of paper.
There were just a few simple characters written there.
[I’m going.]
That’s what it said.
“…Where?”
Going where all of a sudden? I gave her a puzzled look, and Yoo Yeon didn’t write anything new—instead, she handed me a piece of paper she’d prepared beforehand. She’d already prepared her answer.
[The Demonic Sect.]
“….”
My body went rigid at those words.
“What? How did you know that?”
Where did she find out about this? I stammered in confusion. In response, Yoo Yeon showed me the paper again that said [I’m going].
“…You want to go? You’re saying you’ll go to the Demonic Sect?”
She nodded. What was I supposed to do with this? What was she thinking?
‘How did she really find out?’
Going to the Demonic Sect was something only a handful of people knew. I hadn’t told anyone, yet Yoo Yeon already knew.
What is this? What’s really going on?
I wanted to ask who she’d heard it from, but.
“You’re really going?”
What came out of my mouth was something different. Yoo Yeon was going to the Demonic Sect. That fact mattered more right now.
She nodded again at my words. She’d clearly made up her mind.
“….”
Could I take her with me? To be honest, Yoo Yeon was my best card. Both in skill and justification.
The only concern was the matter of Heavenly Killing Star, and.
‘The fact that she carries Celestial Demon bloodline.’
If that’s the problem, I could suppress it myself, so it could be overlooked.
“….”
Yoo Yeon would be fine, wouldn’t she? The thought crossed my mind. Oddly enough.
Since she was going of her own accord, there was nothing more for me to say.
“…Don’t regret this. It will be difficult.”
I spoke words I didn’t even mean. Regret? That wasn’t the issue—I’d be the one who needed to handle it anyway.
If Yoo Yeon would go, that was a good thing.
Yoo Yeon nodded at me again. I understood her resolve. Mentally, I reorganized the personnel.
“Understood. Come back tomorrow. I need to sort some things out myself.”
After hearing my answer, Yoo Yeon stood up and left, and then I scratched my head.
Could I really take her with me? The doubt arose once more.
Knock knock.
I heard footsteps again. Was it Yoo Yeon?
“What, did you forget something….”
“…Bang Disciple…!”
It was Heuk Taedo who appeared. He looked quite urgent. Someone was being carried on his back.
The young lady of the Peng Clan. The child that Paeng Dojin cherished so much.
“Help me…!”
“Pardon?”
Another unexpected situation had erupted.

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