The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 62 : If I Save You, What Will You Do? (1)

For Eun Ga-yeong, the world was never kind. No, to be more precise, it could be said to be like hell.

The lives of those who lost in the war become impoverished.

That is more pronounced as one goes down from the upper class to the lower class.

Eun Ga-yeong's parents sold their child to survive. From a moral point of view, it was an act that should never be done, but at that time, it was a means of survival.

Eun Ga-yeong was thus sold to a human trafficking group and wandered the country as a slave. In that process, there was nothing she hadn't done.

She had even done things that she couldn't bear to speak of.

The young Eun Ga-yeong's body and mind were dying like that.

Then one day, Eun Ga-yeong was sold to an old man.

Eun Ga-yeong accepted the coming future, resigned to what kind of hell would be waiting for her this time.

The old man taught Eun Ga-yeong martial arts.

The old man fed Eun Ga-yeong.

The old man gave Eun Ga-yeong a warm bed and a cozy room.

The old man took care of Eun Ga-yeong when she was sick, and sometimes went to the market to buy her clothes or accessories.

Eun Ga-yeong did all those things silently as a slave.

Then one day, the old man asked Eun Ga-yeong for a favor.

-Go to the Sword Emperor and follow his orders.

Right after, the old man died.

Eun Ga-yeong, as she had always done in the old days, set out to find the Sword Emperor to carry out her master's orders.

In that process, she found out who the old man, her master, was, and she also found out that what she had learned was martial arts.

But there was no change in Eun Ga-yeong's life.

Eun Ga-yeong silently did her best to carry out her master's orders.

She found out that the Sword Emperor was a person of the Orthodox Faction.

So she entered the Orthodox Faction.

She found out that the Sword Emperor was once called the Empty Lord of the Suicide Squad.

So she entered a place called the Suicide Squad.

And so, several years passed again.

Finally, she was able to reach the Sword Emperor.

But the Sword Emperor had already died.

Instead, a man was there.

He called himself the Empty Lord.

He called himself the disciple of the Sword Emperor.

The Sword Emperor was not there, but there was a being who had inherited the Sword Emperor's true teachings.

The master's order was to follow the Sword Emperor's orders.

Her new master had to be the Sword Emperor. But the Sword Emperor did not exist in this world.

Now, what should she do?

Until now, someone had always presented her with a guide for her life.

That was gone.

She felt trapped in a cave with no escape.

Eun Ga-yeong wanted someone to order her to do something again. Eun Ga-yeong was confused.

She missed the old man who was her former master.

This was not because he had treated her well compared to the various masters she had gone through.

She just wanted someone to show her the way forward.

An extreme confusion came over her.

She didn't know what to do from now on.

Should she die like this?

For Eun Ga-yeong, who had not attached any meaning to living, even death was just one of the means of life.

-Go to the Sword Emperor and follow his orders.

Eun Ga-yeong recalled her master's words once again.

Then Eun Ga-yeong saw a man freezing a strong qi.

She saw with her own eyes the use of the martial arts of the Sword Emperor, which she had been investigating until now.

Eun Ga-yeong asked the man.

"Are you the Sword Emperor?"

* * *

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden spoke to me with an expressionless face. Through telepathy.

-Follow me back for a moment.

I couldn't read any emotion from her face. Of course, that was natural. Because she was expressionless. Besides that, people each have their own unique momentum.

I couldn't feel any momentum from the Rakshasa Divine Maiden. It felt like watching a well-trained assassin whose emotions were dead.

Without understanding her intention, I followed her as she said.

Above all, my stomach was churning more than I had thought.

If I stayed here, I might show an action that I shouldn't show.

Fortunately, the place the Rakshasa Divine Maiden led me to was an empty space with no one.

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden naturally spread a qi barrier.

It seemed she was about to ask something important.

Then she installed a formation one more time. The space rippled, and the outside was not visible. I could instinctively tell that the inside of this place was cut off from the outside.

What on earth is she going to ask that she's preparing so thoroughly?

Could it be that she has realized that I am a person of the Demonic Cult? Just as I was thinking that, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden asked a question.

"Are you the Sword Emperor?"

I was momentarily dumbfounded by the completely unexpected question, but I decided to think simply.

Although I'm not the Sword Emperor, since I have inherited the martial arts of the 'I'm not the Sword Emperor' elder... no, my master, in theory, I am the current Sword Emperor.

If I were to say 'I'm not the Sword Emperor' here, how much would the 'I'm not the Sword Emperor' elder lament in the afterlife?

Still, he had burned his remaining life... even though it was not much, to show me the last technique, and if I were to betray that noble appearance, I would become not a human bastard, but a human-scum-bug-bastard.

Of course, before my regression, I was a human-scum-bug. Before my regression, that is.

"It's embarrassing, but I am the current Sword Emperor."

"Are you sure?"

I don't know why she keeps asking. I answered again.

"That's..."

Just as I was about to say the last syllable, I couldn't hold it in anymore.

Cough.

The blood I was about to swallow came back up.

Drip, drip.

Blood flowed from the corner of my mouth.

I quickly tried to suppress the rampant great meridians by raising the cold qi sleeping in the eleventh great meridian, but due to the aftereffects of the shock during the duel, it was not suppressed well.

Cough!

I vomited blood again.

The world was spinning.

The feeling that the balance I had barely achieved was breaking.

The sensation of the crack gradually spreading was transmitted in detail from within my body.

I couldn't suppress it anymore.

'Is this the end?'

3 years... it was originally a life of just over a year, but I thought I had been holding on well for an additional 2 years, but it seems this is it.

'Was the duel still too much?'

Just then, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden approached me and asked.

"Order me."

I couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Order me!"

I still couldn't understand what this meant. To ask me to order her out of the blue.

If I were to, the only order I could give her now was this.

"Save me. No matter what."

Hearing my words, she smiled brightly for the first time.

"I have received the order."

After that, it seemed I had lost consciousness for a very short while.

When I woke up again, my body was stable, as if before the duel.

I was lying on the Rakshasa Divine Maiden's lap.

"Did you fix me?"

"That's right."

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden had the same expressionless face as before. However, although it was the same expressionless face, she now looked comfortable somewhere.

I could tell the difference.

The pupils.

What had changed was the look in her eyes.

If before, it was a blank pupil as if she had lost her life's guide, now her gaze was clear, as if she had found it again.

Of course, it had nothing to do with me.

"How much time has passed?"

"Half a moment."

"I see. Then, let's get going."

"Alright."

I got up from the Rakshasa Divine Maiden's lap and went out.

By the way, how did she calm down those rampant true qis?

Something that even the Ice Soul Divine Art couldn't do?

There are largely two ways to stabilize my body's condition.

Either calm my qi with cold qi.

Or suppress the rampant true qi with a stronger true qi.

The former was the method I had been using until now, and the latter was a method I knew but couldn't do.

Because to use the latter method, it meant that one had to have at least the same internal force as the sum of the internal force that the sheep mask had put into my body and my existing internal force.

I asked the Rakshasa Divine Maiden.

"By any chance, what is your realm...?"

I had spoken formally without realizing it.

Of course, I knew she wouldn't tell me. I just couldn't pass by without asking because I was so curious right now, so it was a question I had no choice but to ask.

I was about to just pass by, predicting that no answer would come.

Just then, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden's answer was heard.

"The end of the Transformation Realm. Is that all you want?"

The gaze that was looking at me intently gave off a feeling as if she would grant whatever I said.

"Y-yes."

I had answered twice because I was momentarily flustered, as I hadn't expected an answer.

She was much stronger than I had imagined.

Hearing my answer, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden went forward again.

'Should I speak formally from now on?'

While thinking that, I looked inside my body.

'What is this?'

I could discover that something that had not been there before was in my body.

* * *

The explanation continues.

"We will use a feint to the east and attack the west as a basic strategy. We will make the enemy perceive that a place other than Gansu Province is the main target of attack..."

Everyone is listening with their eyes lit up.

Someone, as if the attack had already begun, was raising their energy and burning with fighting spirit.

It's hot.

Their heat was transmitted to me, and I felt as if I were also getting heated up in succession.

If it were usual, I might have also empathized with them and gotten heated up together.

But I couldn't hear what they were saying at all, and the atmosphere didn't resonate with me at all.

Because I had something more important.

All my nerves were directed towards it.

An alien energy was pressing down on the rampant energy in my body.

That energy was heavier than any other energy I had felt in my life.

That's right. This energy had simply suppressed the rampant energy with its overwhelming weight.

"Even if it's a feint to the east and attack the west, it should be done as if it were real."

Someone presents an opinion.

"But if the main force is weak, it would be absurd!"

Someone else refutes that opinion.

"Then coordination will be important here!"

A heated discussion is taking place in the cave.

I turned off my attention to the conversation that was taking place now and focused only on this energy.

Because I might have found a clue that could solve my time-limited life.

Why is this energy heavier than other energies?

And I was able to find out a few facts.

First, this energy had a tremendous binding force.

Second, therefore, its mass per volume was far less than other energies. So its weight, that is, the density of the energy, was overwhelmingly large.

To put it simply, more mass of energy was packed into the same volume.

Then how is this possible?

I dug into the energy. I tried to disassemble it, but it didn't work well. The binding force was much stronger than that of a general energy.

After one failure, a second attempt followed.

After two failures, a third attempt followed.

Four times, five times, six times, on the seventh attempt, I was able to succeed in disassembling the energy.

And I was able to find out the secret of the ridiculous density of the alien energy that was in my body now.

Perhaps I had found a clue to release the sheep mask's internal force.

The secret was in the combination between the grain and the grain.

As a result, the volume was reduced, the mass was increased, and the density was increased.

This was also in line with the principle of the Ice Sever that the Sword Emperor master had taught me. However, the difference was in applying it to my own energy, not to someone else's energy.

Why did I only realize this simple thing now?

Now that I've found it out, it's so absurd.

Just then.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"To the Shaolin Temple."

"Why me?"

"Because the meeting concluded that way, so we have to go."

When I looked around, everyone except for the Little Divine Monk and the Rakshasa Divine Maiden was gone.

"Where are the others?"

"The donor was lost in thought, so they all left. The donor has been lost in thought in this place for two hours, and I had no choice but to wake you up. And I barely woke you up. The Heavenly Lord growls so much whenever I try to do something. I thought she was your personal dog."

If the Rakshasa Divine Maiden were a dog, she would probably be a dog that could even tear a tiger apart.

By the way, why is the Rakshasa Divine Maiden so quiet? I'm scared for no reason.

"That's right. Let's go quickly. If the sun sets, we might take a wrong turn even if we know the way of life."

And so, I followed the Little Divine Monk to the Shaolin Temple, and being fixated on the fact that I had found a clue to end my time-limited life, I had forgotten one important fact.

When we arrived at the Shaolin Temple, the Divine Monk, who saw me, froze as he was.

"Amitabha?"

The Divine Monk is a master of the Profound Realm, just like the Sword Emperor master.

There was no way the Divine Monk would not recognize what the Sword Emperor master had recognized.

"Amitabha?"

At the repeated questioning chant of Buddha's name, I answered.

"Amitabha!"

The Divine Monk asked.

"What is your relationship with the Heavenly Emperor?"

We have no relationship at all.

At that moment, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden blocked my way. It was an attitude of protecting me from the Divine Monk.

"Order me."

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden said to me urgently.

I couldn't understand why this girl kept telling me to order her.

"Oh-ho!"

The Divine Monk was looking at this with interest.

"Order me!"

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden said that again, and I, in order to get out of this situation, just spoke instead of ordering.

"Move."

"You're not going to kill him?"

"Yeah. I'm not going to kill him."

"Oh-ho!"

"Amitabha."

The Rakshasa Divine Maiden, who was trying to kill the Divine Monk out of the blue.

The Divine Monk, who was looking at the Rakshasa Divine Maiden with an interested gaze.

The Little Divine Monk, who was just chanting the name of Buddha as if he had nothing to do with this matter.

Am I the only one who doesn't understand this situation?

As expected, the Orthodox Faction and I did not match.

(End of Chapter)