Episode 399

Supreme Pavilion.

When he first entered, he remembered the dull-toned building that always gave off an intimidating feeling.

A bloody place where numerous prominent figures of the Demonic Sect were stationed, where the heads of subordinates were blown away by a single word from their superiors.

However, after meeting the Demonic Sect Leader and the disciples directly under the leader, and going through the chaos, he felt like seeing it all again.

“Not that attractive.”

There was nothing special or scary. Perhaps that was why his steps felt so light.

Sigh

The guards he came across on the way to the pavilion glared at him, and he chuckled.

“A friendly face for now. For me…”

When a dog was young and had a runny nose, it got scared seeing a dog tied up at the entrance of the neighborhood.

But when the same dog was all grown up, it would immediately fight. Becoming stronger changed the way you saw the world.

Because of that, everyone wanted to get stronger, even by doing evil things, and when they had to, they tried to get stronger by trampling on others.

The moment he was entering, Seol-Hwi hesitated a little.

When he met the Supreme Pavilion leader, he needed to bow down in front of him.

Should he do it, or should he just attack?

With his current strength, even if the entire pavilion were to attack him, he could crush them all with one hand.

Since my strength has changed, will the content of the optional choices also change? Are there any hidden choices that are different from before?

The phrase “bug” suddenly appeared, and the presence of the players was unknown.

According to the existing settings, a selection should appear when he stepped into the pavilion. But if a problem occurred in the system, nothing would come out.

How do I express my current state?

The sense of being both stripped out and enlightened, hot and cold, coexisted.

In a way, something that could not be harmonized with nature was lurking within his body.

Nevertheless, what made it possible was the microcosm in the dantian, and it was through the process of unification with the macrocosm.

There was no longer a need to accumulate energy at the bottom of the dantian, and it had become impossible to do so.

This was because it was the energy of the natural world, which cannot be contained within the body in the first place.

Once a person reached this level, aspects like the state of the body, weight, and senses did not really matter anymore.

They lost their meaning.

And he could now feel, differentiate, and handle it whenever he wanted.

Then, like the dream that the Great Sage had mentioned, he wondered if he had dreamed of the butterfly.

It was understandable that he was confused about whether the butterfly was in the dream.

For now… I will try to match it.

After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind. In any case, he thought it would be necessary to look at the system response.

“…Follow me.”

When he arrived at the pavilion gate, one of those guarding the gate guided him.

The clothes and the looks were the same as he always saw them. Up to this point, it was the same as in the past.

As he had done in the past, Seol-Hwi stood in front of the office of the pavilion leader and spoke in the same manner.

“Seol-Hwi, of the Flying Faction, has arrived.”

After a while, permission was granted.

The moment when he would meet the Supreme Pavilion Leader in this life.

Drrrr

As soon as the door opened, Seol-Hwi smiled for some reason. It was a familiar situation.

As expected, Sama Gwi with his snake eyes and fat man with crossed eyes were seated there.

I want to sigh.

The Four Gentlemen portrait unfolded behind them just as he remembered from the past. The problem was that all this felt so weak that it seemed pathetic to him.

“The squad leader of the Flying Faction has arrived by command of the Master of the Supreme Pavilion.”

But no matter what, he answered with devotion.

The atmosphere naturally turned quiet. And naturally, the fat man said,

“Like you said, he seems talented. See how he holds his head high?”

Seol-Hwi thought for a moment.

Should I just kill him?

He thought he could get over this, but what they were doing felt more disgusting than he had imagined.

A frog in the well.

It was a stigma in life to only oppress the weak with a small amount of strength and mediocre martial arts, this old, miserable pig…

When he remembered the past and how angry these people made him feel, he felt uncomfortable without realizing it.

I need to confirm something first…

However, he had no intention of coming here and ruining the game. Right now, the priority was to check the process rather than these people.

And he would soon be able to forget all this, because of one woman.

It was because, unlike before, his ridiculously developed senses had figured out Heuk Bi, the Supreme Pavilion Leader’s guard.

“Enough! Okay.”

Shh

At the words of the leader, the ceiling went silent. It seemed to have stopped, and judging from the fact that they didn’t show up, the two must be working together.

“Hehehe… how could I take this? Even when a nameless squad captain comes in, the way he speaks is… Does it feel like confronting me?”

This was where this cross-eyed pig intervened.

The Supreme Pavilion Leader waved his hand.

“Hahahaha. Wu-Tian Pavilion master, please don’t be too strict.”

Look at them having a good time.

After this, a familiar conversation continued.

“Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if you act like you’re interrogating my people?”

“Hahah. It’s no fault of yours, Lord. It’s because of that cheeky kid.”

“But it’s all because of my poor teaching, hehe.”

Should I just consider it planned out?

Even if the attitude changed, the conversation was similar.

It is flowing.

Seol-Hwi was intrigued by the situation, which was similar yet odd. Could it be because he had become stronger than before?

In the past, he was so nervous that he could not even speak and stayed bowing, but now it was fun to watch the condescending nature of the people.

“Hm, hm. Enough of that.”

As Sama Gwi carried on, Seol-Hwi calmly waited for them to speak.

“Are you interested in joining the library?”

“Library, you mean…”

“I paid special attention to you because you wanted to learn the demonic arts.”

“It would be an honor, Supreme Pavilion Leader,”

Seol-Hwi calmly answered.

“I know. However, since this is such a great honor, I was wondering if I should give you a mission along with it…”

Is it now?

Seol-Hwi waited. In the past, choices would have appeared right now.

It occurred to him. What kind of reaction would come now? Not as a player. He got in as a system bug, which he did not understand the meaning of; there had to be some special meaning.

…It isn’t coming.

There, the Supreme Pavilion leader tilted their head.

And they narrowed their eyes. Contrary to expectations, time did not stop, and—

A selection window appeared.

Oh.

The content was the same as before. But if there was something…

The time didn’t stop.

And unlike before, not only the gaze but also the option was not selected automatically.

What caught his attention more was,

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

The Supreme Pavilion leader looked displeased.

Seol-Hwi slightly frowned his eyes at this.

Is this roughly what it is?

Even without picking an option, the conversation proceeded naturally. In other words, since he was not a player, he was not limited by choices.

But, because he was a player from the start, he had the options come up.

Seol-Hwi could roughly see how the system considered him.

“Speak? Yes. Hmm… Because I was wondering if I really could do what you asked me to do.”

It felt like he had dropped a bomb.

“Y… you!”

How embarrassed must one feel to make such an expression?

Their face was half-frozen with a sly smile. Silence flowed as if what he had said was absurd.

Sak!

Could that be considered a signal?

The roof ceiling split open with Heuk Bi descending. It was a reaction of an immediate second, but Seol-Hwi managed to perceive it slowly.

It was not even slow, more like it had stopped.

Is this the strength of the upper dantian?

He thought this was what it meant to be able to control the flow of time on one’s own…

He had just concentrated on the sight of Heuk Bi jumping out for a moment, but even the flow of time felt slow.

Anyway, Seol-Hwi saw her as reckless and quick, reminding him of Dong Gwi.

Tuk

He responded by grabbing her shoulder and slightly lowering his center of gravity.

Thud!

“Kuak!”

Heuk Bi rolled on the floor and hit the wall simultaneously. Because of the speed at which she had jumped in, she was not so balanced, and as soon as he swung, she flew back and crashed into the wall.

“…!”

“…!”

Both old men were shocked, and Seol-Hwi calmly spoke to them,

“Do not be so shocked already. You both will be dying here too.”

Seol-Hwi revealed his plans.

Drrrrr….

The faces of both men stiffened simultaneously. The first to recover from this absurd shock was the Supreme Pavilion Leader.

“Stay back. He is not your opponent.”

This must have been meant for Heuk Bi.

After hitting the wall, she got back up to fight.

It was like that.

Seol-Hwi turned his head and looked at her.

“Your master is right. Take a rest now. I will deal with these old men…”

Wang!

At Seol-Hwi’s words, Sama Gwi smashed the table.

Crack!

Flames sprang up from his eyes as he destroyed the solid rosewood table in one move.

No, not just from the eyes.

The flow of air inside was turning hot.

Flame Full Body Demonic Arts.

“Ha, you must have picked up something and learned it somewhere… how dare you speak all this here?”

Hah!

As the heat expanded in the room, Heuk Bi covered her mouth.

The air felt too strong for a non-murim to even breathe in there.

In that case,

“Hey, cross-eyed. Do not step in for no reason and just sit down. I will handle him and then come to you.”

“…?!”

Wheik!

Before the man could speak, the Supreme Pavilion Leader moved with all his might, as if he wanted to kill Seol-Hwi with one hit.

The speed was amazing, though.

Tak! Pow!

“…?!!!”

It had to be stopped before the martial arts could come out.

The Supreme Pavilion Leader was clutching his stomach.

“Where is this, you ask? I will give the answer. It is my home. I will use it well in the future.”

“You bastard…”

The Supreme Pavilion Leader once again tried to use demonic arts. The opponent was surprised and seemed like he was caught off guard.

It seemed like he thought something had happened.

“…Uh? Euk! Ahhhh!”

But well, it was in vain as Seol-Hwi quickly made a gesture with his palm.

After grabbing his face, he slammed it to the ground.

Kwakwang!

The sound was a little different.

It did not hit hard, but it completely shattered the bones, clearly audible to anyone.

It was the sound that made one confident of his death.

“I thought about a painful death but… well, do we have to?”

Seol-Hwi shook off his hands and straightened his back.

It was annoying.

To use emotions on such a worthless man. Maybe it was because he devoted himself to Buddhism.

Be it revenge or bad ties, everything felt in vain.

Tak

Seol-Hwi, who shook his hand slowly, turned his head.

“Ah…”

The Wu-Tian Pavilion Leader, whose face turned bright yellow, was trembling.

He sensed it. The man in front of him was beyond his strength.

“Uh, cross-eyed.”

“Yes… Yes!”

Seol-Hwi’s words made him nod in shock.

“Now, it is you. Are you ready?”

“Ah… wait. Wait a minute, fu… please!”

He threw his hands up, but that was the end.

Shhh.

Heuk Bi fell, and the sword landed on the ground. Seol-Hwi picked it up and aimed for the throat.

To cut it.