The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 551

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 551
Who was this? I narrowed my eyes at the man who had suddenly appeared.
I hadn’t noticed him approach.
‘What is this?’
No matter that I had been sparring with Yoo Yeon, no matter that I had poured all my concentration into my blade through the Unity of Sword and Spirit.
It made no sense that I hadn’t detected someone closing in on me.
“Amusing words. A crazy man? Is there another who could speak to me in such a manner?”
“….”
The man responded to my words as if they were entertaining and funny. Seeing that, I tilted my head slightly.
A familiar face. It was him.
‘Number One.’
The man who held the second position if I held the first.
I didn’t know his name. I had never heard it. But.
“…The Heavenly Sword?”
“Young Master Jegal….”
Hyoyeonri and Woo Yeongjin, who had been sparring behind us, recognized him. The Heavenly Sword.
Hearing that, I looked at the man again.
‘So it’s him.’
A Celestial Demon Candidate.
One of the Celestial Demon Candidates that Woo Yeongjin had mentioned. I had heard he was the figure with the highest probability among those compared to the Young Master.
“Glad to see you all. I didn’t know you were having fun without me.”
As I listened to their recognition of him, the Heavenly Sword rose to his feet. He was quite tall, though he appeared somewhat lean.
His expression seemed somewhat fierce, yet his eyes appeared to be smiling. And there was something sharp and cold about him.
[Not bad.]
The Celestial Demon offered his assessment. Not bad? There weren’t many whom he would evaluate so favorably upon first sight.
Judging by how he spoke immediately after seeing him, it seemed he was quite impressive.
‘…Indeed.’
He was someone who caught my eye too. Among them, his aura was distinctly different.
‘He possessed a presence.’
He was an existence that carried a certain weight of presence. Looking at him now.
“You certainly are different.”
He too assessed me as he looked at me.
“Different in what way?”
What did he mean by different? As I asked in confusion, the Heavenly Sword let out a soft laugh and spoke to me.
“Different from the other orthodox sect members. Those ones… well, one was crude and one wasn’t bad, but this one has a different caliber. Is the leader truly different?”
“….”
Perhaps it was the matter of Paeng Dojin calling me the leader. Somehow it felt as though I had become the alley boss of the orthodox sect’s disciples.
It was nonsensical, yet that remark felt amusing, but… there was a problem.
“Have you met with them?”
From the way he evaluated the others, it seemed he had encountered them.
Upon hearing that, I ask the Heavenly Sword, and he wears a subtle expression.
“What do you think?”
“….”
He answers my question with another question. It’s the distinctive manner of speech peculiar to twisted, sharp-tongued men. Since I often use it myself, it felt like looking in a mirror.
Though I have no intention of changing it.
“Who did you meet?”
The fact that he met someone is already established. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spoken like that.
At my words, the Heavenly Sword’s smile deepens.
“I came back after meeting the Shaman’s man and that bulky fellow.”
“Did you fight?”
“Oh. You ask a lot of questions, don’t you? What do you think about that?”
I don’t know. At least his clothes are too clean. If he’d clashed with Woon-ryong, maybe, but could he really come away unscathed after fighting Paeng Dojin?
Well. Paeng Dojin probably isn’t at that level?
“I’m not particularly curious about that.”
“Huh?”
I answered honestly.
“What I’m curious about is why you came to me with that in mind.”
“Hmm?”
“Did you come to fight?”
Are you suggesting we clash? What are you trying to do? I spoke because I couldn’t discern his intent.
At my words, the Heavenly Sword stares at me intently. Then, just as he’s about to say something.
“…Finally found you.”
Someone else appeared from behind.
‘Yean.’
The man bearing the aura of Patcheon Gung. Yean appeared. Yean, who had been sweating slightly, looks at me and becomes flustered. Ah, so the Heavenly Sword and Yean were on the same team.
“…Jegal Jin. If you keep moving alone like this, it becomes quite difficult for me.”
“Ah, my apologies.”
The Heavenly Sword, seeing Yean appear, wears an awkward expression.
“Something interesting caught my eye, and before I knew it…. Ah, well. Since my friend has arrived, I can’t continue this conversation. What was I saying? Ah, right. Did you ask if I came to fight?”
The Heavenly Sword looks at me and answers.
“I had no particular intention of that. I’ve already obtained what I needed.”
He pulls out a bead from his chest and shows it to me.
“Since nothing more is necessary, I simply came to pay my respects.”
“To me?”
“Indeed. It seems we’ll clash often in the future, so I thought it better to see you beforehand.”
“What would we clash over?”
“That.”
He points his finger toward my armband. It was an armband marked with the number one.
“I thought I’d need something to take that.”
“Is this a declaration of war?”
“If you’re going to package it so prettily, then I’m grateful.”
I’ll go get the armband. To obtain it, I’ll need to fight, so this was a hint that I’d hold a martial contest. However.
“I’m not thinking of doing it now.”
“…Hmm.”
So he’s not going to hold the martial contest now, just wants to see my face and leave?
This fellow does whatever he pleases.
“I’ve greeted you, so that’s enough. I like you. Much better than the others.”
“…Should I say I’m relieved that you’re satisfied?”
“To what extent? Though if there’s one thing I’m still worried about.”
Whoosh. The Heavenly Sword approaches me. An extended hand. It feels similar to what Gyoyeon did.
This time I didn’t block it. He simply taps my shoulder lightly.
“I just hope you’re not worse than you appear.”
Something about it felt like a warning.
He keeps talking, but something feels odd.
The Heavenly Sword who said that withdraws.
He approaches Yean and the distance widens.
“Phew….”
Woo Yeongjin and Hyoyeonri exhaled simultaneously. Were they holding their breath? Why? I looked at them strangely.
“…I never expected that person to come directly.”
“…That was dangerous.”
Just moments ago it seemed like the two of them were fighting, but the moment the Heavenly Sword appeared, they seemed like allies.
Is that person really that dangerous?
I look toward the Heavenly Sword, then gaze back at Yoo Yeon.
“You go now too. You need to hurry or you won’t be able to get the orbs.”
I’ve obtained three orbs. If Yoo Yeon doesn’t move quickly, she might not pass the training.
As I said that, Yoo Yeon tilted her head and pulled something out with her hand. Huh?
“…What is this?”
They were orbs. Yoo Yeon showed me two more orbs. Could it be.
“You didn’t give me all of them?”
There were more besides the three she showed me? She was hiding them? I stared at her in disbelief.
Is she crazy? When did she have those?
‘I was deceived.’
I naturally thought three was all there was since she said three, but there were more besides that.
Without realizing it, I believed her. Dumbfounded, I let out a hollow laugh looking at Yoo Yeon.
“…Fine. You keep those.”
It was the price of being fooled. Since I was caught, there’s nothing I can do. Besides, I already had quite a few.
There was no need to take them, so I just gave them to her.
After that, I checked my orbs from my pocket.
“…Huh?”
Something was strange.
What is this? Why is it insufficient? The pearl in my possession was only half of what I knew it to be. What’s going on? This can’t be all there is?
As I furrowed my brow at this strange situation.
‘Ah, surely not.’
A thought crossed my mind. The Heavenly Sword. Could it have been when that bastard touched my body? In that fleeting moment?
“Ha.”
That’s it. There was no other answer. This son of a bitch?
‘He was weaker than I thought?’
I fell for it. I wondered why he was approaching, but I got blindsided from an unexpected angle. After being struck twice, laughter escaped me without my realizing it.
“Hahaha.”
“…Why are you laughing?”
Woo Yeongjin asked with visible displeasure as I suddenly burst into laughter.
“It’s nothing. Just found it amusing.”
It had been a long time since something like this happened. I was the one who usually delivered the backstab, not the one receiving it. And not through brute force, but through cunning?
‘That’s right.’
I admit it. The Heavenly Sword.
He was the kind of opponent who could stir my competitive spirit after a long time.

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“A fine harvest.”
Jinpyeong.
The Younger Master of the Demonic Sect’s Pang clan and the young man known as the Heavenly Sword spun the pearl in his hand with a subtle smile.
“I never expected to obtain this much. What do you think? Wouldn’t you say this is a decent harvest?”
At Jinpyeong’s question, Yean, who had been following behind, let out a sigh.
“I didn’t expect you to steal that from there.”
“This is what they call killing two birds with one stone. Satisfying my curiosity and obtaining what I sought.”
“…Your curiosity. So it was resolved well?”
“It was resolved.”
Curiosity. It was the curiosity I had felt since the first encounter. What kind of man was this so-called Sword Saint’s Predecessor?
What manner of man was he that the Demonic Sect showed such interest? After all, they were just orthodox faction disciples.
No matter how much of a Sword Saint’s Predecessor he was, he couldn’t possibly match the legendary monster known as the Sword Saint.
It was curious that even the Young Master and the Elders subtly mentioned him in conversation.
So I decided to see for myself.
And the Predecessor I witnessed was.
“Quite impressive.”
An impressive man.
“Worth killing.”
Jinpyeong expressed it that way, raising the corners of his mouth. Seeing that, Yean flinched. His heart trembled at the murderous intent emanating from him.
‘…As expected.’
Feeling his murderous intent, Yean recalled a comparison. He thought of that being called the Young Master.
The murderous intent possessed by the Heavenly Killing Nature is thick and dense. Even standing beside it, one’s flesh trembles and the atmosphere feels as though it would slice one apart, whereas.
Before me stood yet another Celestial Demon Candidate—an absolute prodigy of the Divine Cult who, had the Young Master not existed, would have already claimed that position and more.
The killing intent he possessed was different.
Raw killing intent, untamed and concentrated differently. Moreover, it stemmed from a pure desire to play rather than a wish to kill—a killing intent closer to its primal origins.
Perhaps then.
‘More terrifying than the curse of the Heavenly Killing Nature itself.’
Wasn’t his killing intent more frightening? That was my judgment as Yean.
“This should be interesting.”
“….”
Bangseong-yeon, the Sword Saint’s Predecessor, and the Heavenly Sword, the Celestial Demon Candidate. What would happen if they clashed?
When the Young Master and the Heavenly Sword had fought, the outcome was a draw.
In a match that anyone could see was a draw, the Heavenly Sword declared his own defeat. No one knew the reason at the time.
Even the Elders simply accepted it reluctantly without understanding.
‘Was that truly the truth?’
There was no way to know. I hadn’t witnessed it directly either.
But that wasn’t what mattered to me now.
‘How am I going to handle this.’
How could I present this situation to Patcheon Gung? It was all the more pressing since I needed to extract information and report it.
‘There are too many eyes.’
With everything having just erupted, I lacked the opportunity to make contact with Patcheon Gung.
What should I do? I was only grinding my teeth when.
“Ah, Yean.”
“…!”
Jinpyeong called out to me.
“Yes, speak.”
“After this is over, come see my Mentor with me.”
“…You mean the Elder?”
“That’s right.”
Jinpyeong smiled as he spoke.
“I’ve finished the errand, so I should report back, shouldn’t I?”
“….”
I tensed at his words.
The Old Man he referred to as the Heavenly Sword’s Mentor.
He was perhaps the most terrifying existence in this Divine Cult.

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