Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

ok suddenly disappeared.”

“What? Disappeared?” Now Seol-Hwi seriously considered Noh Sam’s words.
“Disappear” meant he didn’t hide—the man had either left the sect or gone into the central plains.

“How can he run away from the people in our sect?”

“I don’t know.”

“There’s a chance he died… or the vice-leader took care of it.”

“No body has been found, and no one came to me.
It was Elder Baekhon who came to the office.”

That made sense.
The problem could easily be solved by chasing the target.

“Elder Baekhon wants to find him, but he can’t move,” Noh Sam said.
“In any case, if the vice-leader had a reason to burn the book then he must be involved in the disappearance.”

That made sense as well.
What if it was a trap by the vice sect leader? Seol-Hwi didn’t know much about the power struggle within the sect, or about Elder Baekhon’s position, but he thought hard about it.

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“So why tell me this?”

“Elder Baekhon is concerned it was one of his people.
If so, they have to die, but the Elder doesn’t have any people he can send.
Instead, he wants someone with no presence—a person who won’t make noise, who can move freely and isn’t a known face.
I went looking, and…”

“And you came here.”

Pretty words for a dark deed.

The Elder was free from danger if he sent in a stranger.
Someone who could move freely was also someone the sect didn’t care about.
And he wanted this man dead, even without knowing who he was?

The way the mission had been delivered suggested Seol-Hwi didn’t have a choice.

“What do I get if I bring him in?” The most important question.
They had to be offering something, in addition to what the system would give him.

“Of course,” Noh Sam said, as if he’d been expecting it.
“Elder Baekwon always pays his debts.”

“Well…” Seol-Hwi thought about it for a moment.
“Not bad.” He nodded; considering this was a task from an Elder, the conditions didn’t seem bad.

[Received a mission from servant Noh Sam.]

○Mission: Um Mugi, head disciple of Elder Baekhon, fled to Chonghae with a secret book.
Capture him within a month.

– Upon success: Baekhon’s trust.

– Reward: Transfiguration book, Sect leader’s secret map (1/4)

So he’s the head disciple. Noh Sam implied he was just some henchman, but it turned out he was actually a cherished disciple.
In that case, it would be better to bring him in alive rather than dead.

Seol-Hwi examined the rewards and paused.

Transfiguration, meaning… disguise? He’d heard that the sect had ways to change your face, but he didn’t believe it.
You’d have to change not just the face, but the skin, hair, and eyes.
How would it be possible to create something like that from flesh and bone?

Rumor had it, however, that there was a way.
It was said to be limited and difficult to learn, but Seol-Hwi remembered people talking about it all the time.

And the vice sect leader had it?

I feel like there’s something more to it than a book. A vice sect leader had to have plenty of secrets; if this book belonged to him, it had to be amazing.

So… wait… “Um Mugi?” Wasn’t that name… a bit weird?

“The Elder’s henchman—he’s an offender, right?”

“Huh? Uh… yeah.
Yes.”

“Ugh, crazy.” Seol-Hwi wanted to cuss.
An offender was handed a book about disguise—of course he ran away with it! He ran off and no one would be able to find him.

“How did you know?”

Seol-Hwi didn’t bother to answer; Noh Sam didn’t need to know.

“Then can I leave right now?”

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“Ah, one more thing.”

“What?!”

“Um… The Elder asked me to bring someone to accompany you.
He knows the paths, so he can help you get out of the sect easily…”

He’s trying to spy on me. Seol-Hwi was annoyed.

“Who?”

“I’ll bring them.”

Seol-Hwi’s first impression of the person Noh Sam brought was “too rough.” It wasn’t a bad thing, it was just the way people in the sect were.

Even so, Seol-Hwi could tell he was serious.
The forearms poking out of his sleeves were as thick as trees, and his face was pocked with burns and scars.
The man was so tall Seol-Hwi’s head only came up to his shoulders.
For whatever reason, he was bald.

Seol-Hwi was so intimidated he couldn’t even reach for his sword.

Seokdu [Carpenter]

Health: 300,000

Internal Energy: 0

First rate

Combat Power: 9000

*Special Note: Unknown developmental disability

So, an idiot. Seol-Hwi’s confidence returned.

Despite looking like an experienced martial artist, he was a total beginner—no skill to speak of.
Surprisingly, though, he was a first rate warrior, the stage right before Peak Grand Master.
This man must have been through a lot and his strong body must have served him well to be evaluated as a first rate warrior.

“Seokdu.” Seol-Hwi nodded.
“I hope we get along.”

There was no way this guy could spy on him.
Presumably, Elder Baekhon had only sent him to help.

“Right, Seokdu.
How do we proceed?”

Seokdu grinned.

“I’ve been working in the first line barrier construction at the entrance of the sect, so we can say we’re going to find some good wood and walk out.”

“Okay.
Sounds good.”

Seokdu bowed his head to Seol-Hwi—he couldn’t even look Seol-Hwi in the eyes.

[Moving to Cheonghae.]

They were already on the road leading to Cheonghae—one of the system’s conveniences.