Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Not dead, but alive?

The son of the Murim Alliance leader?

“Uhhhh…”

Chwi Gon sat down on the ground, more like slumped.

The kill order, it was issued by the Murim Alliance, so he had to go through a lot to live. He could not even sleep nor could he even get a single meal in peace.

And the sadness of constantly running and never getting the chance to settle down.

But all that was over now. Thanks to this saint in front of him, everything was…

“Uh…?”

“What is it?”

“No. Wait. Just wait.”

He thought about it again and recalled how all this started. The Doll Snow Ginseng. And the reason this old man got caught in this incident.

“No, then why did I have to go through all this?”

It was all because of that sword with blood on it. The sword on the bedside table which the lord’s son had?

There was no way a warrior would simply leave his sword, and that was why this man had a kill order put on him. But the son of that alliance leader was…

Actually, he was not even dead, but alive?

The kid was being rude, so he locked him up? Then what about the bloody sword?

“…By any chance, elder… What you said was…”

“Yes.”

“No, WHY!!!! What did I even do for this…!”

“Did you not do anything wrong? You truly feel that way?”

“…”

Seol-Hwi’s face had turned stern. At that, Chwi Gon felt something creep down his spine.

“No, not like… but it is my job, so…”

“A memento which should have been returned to a dead person, a valuable item stolen from someone who had kept it in good condition. Those things are all stolen.”

“…Yes.”

“Isn’t it your job to make a profit by selling the items to a place which fetched a good price, despite knowing who owns it? While you were behind large sums of money, how many people do you think were falsely accused after you stole an item and had to be on the run or maybe even died?”

“…”

Chwi Gon really wanted to say, “How can I even work if I think about all those things?”

They came to his throat, but the words did not come out. Unless he was a moron, he knew that saying that would get his head crushed.

“Then… the third prince?”

To divert the conversation and clear up any doubts, Chwi Gon changed the topic.

“What about him?”

“Will his disease really be cured? Even without the pill? No, shouldn’t the Elder get a huge reward for this? You healed a prince.”

“…You are such an easy one to figure out.”

Tsk tsk.

Seol-Hwi clicked his tongue.

It looked like scolding was going to come, so he tried to divert his attention. It seemed so obvious. But since this was also related to him, he had to say it.

“Even if he is a prince, he will not bow his head. Even if he is a thief.”

“T-thief…?!”

“I understand that he stole something for himself which should have been presented to the Emperor. That guy is the prince, and he wants to live too. But, in order to smuggle such a precious thing, they ended up accidentally destroying the escort service’s party.”

“Ah…”

Those caught up in the incident died unjustly. Even the other forces had to be killed. Even if there was a saying that a monarch’s virtue was incompetent, it meant that he had no intention of being polite.

“Surely… the escort service is a victim in this.”

“Right. So if they have a reward to give, I told them to give it to the families of the bereaved.”

“Will that happen though?”

Chwi Gon tilted his head.

Just refusing the reward now would be an act of disrespect. If he were not careful, he would end up taking the heat for this. But the prince could not lie to someone like Seol-Hwi, who was half insane, right?

But, it was difficult to see any prince return the wealth stolen to those killed.

This was because the princes and kings of the central plains were too prideful to lose their dignity.

“It won’t happen. So keep looking.”

“E-elder! Fuck… no, are you telling me to take the fall??!!”

Even before Seol-Hwi ended his words, Chwi Gon was shouting.

It was a shame that this all ended, but it was most fortunate that the third prince did not kill either him or Seol-Hwi.

No matter what the situation was, they robbed the warehouse of a prince and got caught. And he was right next to Seol-Hwi.

And what?

Did this man want him to keep an eye on the prince to turn into a thorn in his eyes? He knew the prince’s weakness, so would he be allowed to live? Was this not like telling him to die?

“What problem can be there? It is a situation where a small thief will be loyal to a big thief.”

“It is the prince! They will kill me before I speak anything!”

“The third prince, the king of thieves. He was quite scared of me, so as long as you say the right things you will have no problem.”

“No… but even so…”

Seol-Hwi did not say anything wrong.

Even though there were hundreds of soldiers, this man made them all fear for their lives.

So, even though the prince might be uncomfortable, he would be careful now. Because one could never know when the sword decides to move and kill him.

“And the money? I don’t know how much will be left, but it cannot be a coin or two if it comes into the reasonable compensation pay which involves escort services…”

“That is why your talent is needed the most. Isn’t it true that the prince and the officials are deliberately ignoring the warriors?”

“…Uh?”

What did this mean now? Why did it seem here like the officials and the Murim are not involved? And what did it have to do with him?

Shh. Tuk.

To Chwi Gon, who was confused, Seol-Hwi took something out of his pocket. After accepting it, he realized that even if he pretended, he would not escape. And the name on it was…

<Blood Demon Hand>, <Taiji Fist>, <Plum Blossom Sword Technique>.

Three martial arts technique in total.

Seeing that the eyes of Chwi Gon opened like they would pop out.

“…Um, elder? This… it says Demon in… them….”

“Yes, a martial arts of the Demonic Sect.”

“…!!!”

Chwi Gon covered his mouth in shock.

Demonic Sect, this armed Murim group which had tried to devour the world with Mount Hua decades back.

If they had not been taken down, it would have made Kangho theirs.

And the Taiji arts and Plum Blossom. What are these two? Are they not from Wudang and Mount Hua? Two of the Nine Great Sects?

“W-what do I do with these? For a man like me…”

“What? Shouldn’t you sell them according to your job?”

“N-no. Even so…”

“And even if the warriors decide yell at you, you have the prince behind you to cover your back.”

“…?!”

“You will be alright and make a lot of money too. Since this is a problem for the Murim people who usually dislike this, I will not turn away and help you sell them. Aren’t we going to be good then?”

This was not normal. Did this old man plan all this ahead of time?

Wait. Stop now. Chwi Gon thought about whether this was an offer he could refuse. But no matter how much he thought, he was already on the back of the tiger, which could be the prince or the Murim Alliance.

If he got off the back now, he would be eaten. To live, he would have to be cautious and do something. Only then would he find a new path for him.

“I spent my whole life sleeping with my feet stretched wide. Damn it.”

“So you were planning to have a comfortable life even after committing crimes?”

“…Don’t say anything. Fine. I will do what the elder is saying. So where will you go?”

Tak

Chwi Gon sighed, feeling everything go wrong. And he did not want any more shocking things to come up.

“The direction I am running is completely different from the prince…”

“Ah, that.”

Seol-Hwi smiled and said.

“Even if I tell you, you will not know. In the first place, very precious pills like the Doll Snow Ginseng, must be kept hidden so that they can be found in the next life.”

“…Next life?”

An answer which went beyond common sense came up. Chwi Gon felt empty, as if he knew what this was, and Seol-Hwi explained even though he was not curious, like he needed someone to talk to.

“Right. When you leave the system, the toolbox disappears. That is why I have to plan this out in advance.”

“Ah… I see.”

Honestly, it did not matter if Chwi Gon understood this or not. What could he even do? He knew the old man in front of him was someone different from humans.

“Anyway, I guess this is the way to end this life. Seems like the road to the netherworld is slowly coming into a clear view.”

“…Elder, netherworld? Why would you be dying?”

“No. Well. It is nothing special, it is just life, and every life has to come to an end.”

“But can that be all?”

“Right. You can force it and hold on, but that would just look pathetic. Let us hope to see each other in a good light for the next life.”

“Haha… what do you plan to do in the next life?”

The words which were complex to take as a compliment.

Chwi Gon, just said whatever he could and the answer came back.

“I think I will practice Taoism first.”

“Taoism?”

“Right. I am far from understanding the truth of the world. Regarding demonic arts, there are many ancestors who gained enlightenment and a level of excellence, but it isn’t the true martial arts. So, I try to grow by accepting the words of those left before me. It is a great thing because we are out of the system.”

“…Good luck then! If it is you elder, then you can do anything!”

Although Chwi Gon did not know what the old man meant, he still said kind words and for some reason.

It felt like what he said would happen.

“Then, bye. See you in the next life.”

“Yes, elder.”

Hearing the old man’s words, Chwi Gon bowed to him.

What he had been presented were thick, those thick sheets of paper. If they were not fake, then he would be making an amazing profit. But—

“E-elder?”

The elder was stepping on air and rose to the center. His body was glowing.

It was faint at first but soon began to dazzle, and the lights, so bright and brilliant they could make one go blind, flashed before the eyes and then slowly disappeared.

“… Uh?”

The old man disappeared.

Seeing that, Chwi Gon blinked to check his eyes. This was because he needed some time to understand the situation.

<Toolbox> Precious Elixirs Yin and Yang Life Fruit Long Life Divine Fruit Heavenly’s Yang Fish Eggs Heavenly Snow Leaf Grass Spiritual Water Grass Millennial Ice Flower Infernal Flame Pill <Absolute Pills> [Millennial Purple Spirit Grass] [Void Spiritual Oil] [Doll Snow Ginseng (Improved) New!]

“Hmm.”

Seol-Hwi nodded in satisfaction as he added a new one.

He finally got almost all the pills he wanted. A total of three lives.

The number of lives lost to seeking the best pills in the world.