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

Chapter 89 : Let's Go! To the Sword Pavilion (1)

A tiny island located in the South Sea of the Central Plains.

However, the meaning of 'small' here is relative to the Central Plains, not that the island itself is by any means small.

This place, called Botaam, could be considered a huge city.

However, this tiny island, isolated in the sea, became famous because of the martial arts sect located here.

The Sword Pavilion.

The place where the Sword Empress, called the strongest woman in the entire martial world, resides.

The power of the Sword Pavilion was known to surpass that of the Nine Great Sects.

Murong Seryeong had now arrived at such a Botaam.

'The Sword Empress is here.'

Her heart naturally became tense. As a woman living in the martial world, the Sword Empress was undoubtedly an idol.

To put it simply, a woman, no! A being in the highest position a martial artist living in the martial world, regardless of gender, could reach.

The process for Murong Seryeong to come here, to Botaam, was not easy.

First, since there were no ships sailing at this time, she had to smuggle herself across the sea, and in that process, she had to fight with numerous smugglers, and in the middle of it, the ship was wrecked, and she had to swim here. If her martial prowess had been even a little lower, she would have become a wandering ghost in the sea by now.

At the end of such an arduous journey, Murong Seryeong had finally arrived at Botaam.

The process of coming here was not easy and was quite tough, but the problem could be said to be from now on.

To become a disciple of the Sword Empress!

To win the heart of the Sword Empress before that!

Honestly, she was not confident that she could do it well.

But it was something she had to do for her goal of becoming stronger.

-From today, the person named Murong Seryeong will disappear from the Heavenly Demon Cult. By the way, don't worry about your younger siblings. I will take responsibility and take care of them. Sword Demoness, you just think about becoming a disciple of the Sword Empress.

Murong Seryeong recalled the words of the Demonic Brain.

I've come here, but...

She had no idea what to do next. Above all, she had almost no information about the Sword Pavilion.

Before coming here, she had looked into various things about the Sword Pavilion, but she had only obtained formal information about the Sword Pavilion and could not find out any other detailed circumstances.

The only thing she had found out was that the record of the Sword Pavilion's activities outside the South Sea was already over 100 years old.

It was understandable that there was no information.

At this point, it could be said to be almost a mysterious sect itself.

Murong Seryeong decided to first stop by an inn, get a room, wash up, and then gather more information. Because if she carried the salty smell of the sea a little longer, she felt like her body would be pickled.

Thud.

The scenery inside the inn she entered after opening the door was no different from that of other inns in the Central Plains. Tables spaced moderately apart, and people sitting sparsely in between, eating.

When evaluated objectively, it was a very ordinary inn, neither particularly good nor bad.

A boy who looked like a waiter approached and spoke to Murong Seryeong.

"Hello. Thank you for visiting our Hainan Inn. What would you like to order?"

At the quite friendly attitude, a smile naturally formed on Murong Seryeong's lips.

"Get me a room to stay for a few days and water to wash. I'll eat a little later."

"Ah! You're a guest. I understand. There's a clean single room available. This way, please."

Murong Seryeong entered the room the waiter had guided her to.

"I'll heat the bathwater, so please wait for about a moment and then go in."

"Alright. Thank you."

Murong Seryeong gave the waiter a silver coin. Then the waiter bowed deeply to Murong Seryeong and answered in a loud voice.

"If you have anything else to order, please call me anytime!"

"Alright. I'll call you again if something comes up."

"Yes! Then, I'll be going!"

Feeling once again that the power of money could be wielded even by a child who had not yet fully grown, Murong Seryeong simply unpacked her luggage, went into the warmly heated bath to wash off the seawater, and then went downstairs. Then, that same waiter came running and spoke to her.

"Our inn is good at dumplings and noodles."

"Give me that."

"Yes!"

A short while later, the noodles and dumplings came out, and as the waiter had said, the taste was not bad at all.

After finishing her food, Murong Seryeong ordered some tea and sat quietly, listening. It was to gather information about this place. After waiting for a while, she could hear conversations from here and there.

"Did you hear?"

"Ah! You mean that rumor!"

"Yes! It seems to be getting bigger and bigger. I think it's time for us to be careful too."

"Then, are you going to go home early at night from today?"

"Are you crazy? I mean, let's just have one bottle."

"Hehe. You madman!"

"And you're not going to drink?"

"Am I crazy? If I don't have a drink at night, is that life! It's a living death!"

"Heehee. Yes! Let's drink!"

"Good!"

It seemed there was some kind of incident, but it was not very nutritious information.

Murong Seryeong sat there for a long time after that. A slight smile was on her face.

Because she had finally obtained the information she wanted.

Just then, a new customer came in.

Murong Seryeong's eyes sparkled without others noticing.

It was a group of men in martial arts uniforms. They naturally went upstairs and took their seats.

If the Sword Pavilion was the undisputed best sect in the South Sea, the sect that had held that top name in the past was the Hainan Sect.

Although its power had once been enough to threaten the Nine Sects, it was now known that its power had declined and it was in the position of a small and medium-sized sect.

In fact, the level of the Hainan Sect's disciples that Murong Seryeong was looking at now was not as outstanding as she had thought, befitting the name of a small and medium-sized sect. So Murong Seryeong was even more confused.

'The Hainan Sect sent a duel challenge to the Sword Pavilion?'

What is a duel challenge?

It is a term that refers to a duel fought with the fate of each sect on the line.

To put it simply, a duel fought with the fate of the sect on the line. If a real war were to break out between the sects, there would be unimaginable damage. To exaggerate a little, even if one were to win, it would be no good at all.

For both the winner and the loser.

It's like making porridge for a dog for a third party who is just watching the fight.

So the method that came out was the duel challenge.

It was to decide the number of people from each sect and to fight in the form of a duel. This would make the result of the fight clear, and the damage could be minimized.

Of course, the loser would have to give up almost everything the sect possessed.

So she was even more confused. The Sword Pavilion was the undisputed best sect in the South Sea, and moreover, the Sword Pavilion had the Sword Empress.

A super master that everyone acknowledged.

No matter how well the Hainan Sect had done in the past, that was all in the past.

Thud.

The door of the inn opened again, and a man came in. At this, the Hainan Sect's martial artists who had taken their seats upstairs all stood up and bowed to the man.

"We greet the great senior brother!"

Murong Seryeong, facing the man, held her breath for a moment.

'That person... is strong.'

At least on the same level as her or higher.

Murong Seryeong's martial prowess was at the beginning of the Transformation Realm. It was enough not to be looked down upon anywhere. But compared to that man, she somehow looked shabby.

It would not be strange to be called a dragon.

Was there such a person in the Hainan Sect? It was the first time she had heard of it.

What was even more surprising was that he looked to be only about twenty years old.

The man took a seat upstairs.

Thud.

A short while later, the door opened again, and another middle-aged man came in.

Murong Seryeong had to hold her breath again this time.

'A different dimension. Don't tell me that person is the sect master of the Hainan Sect?'

The realm she felt was the middle to upper level of the Transformation Realm.

The people who were upstairs all stood up and bowed. Among them was the man who had come in earlier.

"We greet the hall master!"

'That person is just a hall master?'

She couldn't understand.

Is this a small and medium-sized sect?

What a load of bullshit!

Thud!

The door opened again, and this time an old man came in. Then all the Hainan Sect people who had come in before bowed politely to the old man.

Murong Seryeong was convinced. That person was the sect master of the Hainan Sect.

The prayer she felt was the highest level of the Transformation Realm.

"We greet the elder!"

An... elder...?

She couldn't tell if what she was seeing now was a dream or reality.

Thud!

With the opening of the door, Murong Seryeong looked at the entrance, and she couldn't breathe, see, or even think.

'That's him!'

The cells of her whole body were sending a warning that the old man who was now entering was dangerous.

No prayer was felt from the old man. This meant only one thing.

'Profound Realm...'

The people of the Hainan Sect stood up again and greeted him in unison.

"We greet the vice sect master!"

She thought it was the sect master this time...

It wasn't surprising anymore.

Since when did the Hainan Sect become the number one sect in the world?

If not, the current situation did not make sense. No! If the Hainan Sect had hidden such a force, it was strange that it had not been known until now.

Soon, the Hainan Sect people continued their conversation among themselves. The sound of the conversation was not heard, as if they had set up a sound-blocking barrier.

The inn, which had been noisy until just now, became quiet after the appearance of the Hainan Sect. Most of the people, noticing the Hainan Sect, quickly finished what they were eating and left.

Murong Seryeong also finished her tea, paid the bill, and left. If she stayed there any longer, she might be suspected of something, and she felt she had to go somewhere else to catch her breath.

As she was leaving in a hurry, thud! She bumped into someone.

It was an old man with a small build, leaning on a cane.

"I'm sorry."

Murong Seryeong immediately bowed her head and apologized.

"Hehe. It's alright. It seems the young lady is in a hurry to go somewhere."

"Yes. I just remembered I have something to do."

"I see. An old man like me can't block the path of a young person. Go on."

"I'm sorry again. Then."

Murong Seryeong turned the corner and leaned against the wall.

And she gasped for breath.

Murong Seryeong, to calm her pounding heart, took a long breath in and out as much as possible.

Nevertheless, her heart did not calm down. Her eyes were still trembling.

"That person just now..."

When she peeked out from around the corner, she saw the old man with the cane entering the inn.

At that moment, she saw the people of the Hainan Sect all standing up. The old man raised his bony arm to stop them.

Then the people who had stood up sat down.

However, he could not stop the loud sound that filled the inn.

"We greet the sect master!"

"Haha. I told you not to do that outside. It makes us look like third-rate ruffians."

Swoosh.

Then the old man looks back. Murong Seryeong felt her eyes meet the old man's for a moment. She quickly lowered her eyes and hid behind the wall.

The old man's gaze was extremely sharp.

"Now! Let's all sit down. Today is a good day."

"Chung!"

No more sound was heard from inside the inn.

* * *

Until a while ago, the number one sect in Hainan was the Sword Pavilion.

But that began to change when the sect master of the Hainan Sect was newly appointed.

The Hainan Sect and the Sword Pavilion could be said to be in a symbiotic relationship of mutual assistance.

The new sect master of the Hainan Sect had cut off all relations with the Sword Pavilion from a certain moment. And he interfered in everything the Sword Pavilion did.

The Sword Pavilion, unable to stand it, went to the Hainan Sect to protest, and the Hainan Sect, as if waiting for it, sent a duel challenge to the Sword Pavilion.

Along with the heads of the Sword Pavilion's disciples who had gone to the Hainan Sect.

And the Sword Pavilion, which would have been bustling with disciples until a while ago, was now almost empty.

Because most of the disciples had abandoned the Sword Pavilion and left.

This happened a short while after receiving the duel challenge from the Hainan Sect.

When the Sword Empress came out of the hall, she saw the young disciples who had not yet left, training. They bowed to the Sword Empress. There was no particular strength felt in the greetings of such young disciples.

Because the ones who had died early were their senior sisters and senior brothers.

The Sword Empress knew that this whole situation was because of her, but there was no way she could do anything. The Sword Empress, who had received the greetings of the disciples, walked around the Sword Pavilion. And she recalled the events of that day. When the Sword Empress, seeing the dead disciples, became angry and went to the Hainan Sect, the Sword Empress had intended to erase the name of the Hainan Sect from this world. But she could not.

-You could do that. Because you have enough martial power. But, Sword Empress, what do you think will happen to your disciples? Do you think you alone can kill this entire Hainan Sect? The moment you miss even one, I guarantee you. In the Sword Pavilion, everyone except you will die.

The Hainan Sect possessed a terrifying power beyond imagination. To the extent that it was incomprehensible that they had lived so quietly until now with such power.

Especially the being called the sect master was someone whom even the Sword Empress herself could not guarantee victory against.

-If you want to save the disciples you have left, accept the duel challenge. This is the greatest mercy we can bestow upon you.

That day, the Sword Empress could do nothing but return. The disciples who saw her appearance protested to the Sword Empress to attack the Hainan Sect immediately, and the Sword Empress ignored all their words.

After that, some of the dissatisfied disciples began to leave the Sword Pavilion, and now, most of the disciples except for the young ones had left the Sword Pavilion.

'Haa... this is a big problem.'

The date written on the duel challenge was not far away. Fortunately, the disciples who had left did not seem to be causing any particular trouble. The Hainan Sect was also keeping its word. The problem was that in this state, let alone the duel, she could not even maintain the Sword Pavilion.

The best thing to do now was to just wait quietly for the duel to be held.

That way... she could protect her disciples.

And she would die on the duel stage.

Creak.

The door opened, and someone visited the Sword Pavilion. Recently, because of the Hainan Sect's watchful eyes, no one had been visiting the Sword Pavilion.

"Excuse me, is this the Sword Pavilion?"

"It is. What is it?"

"Do you need any help?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hello! My name is Murong Seryeong! It has been my dream to enter the Sword Pavilion since I was young! So I betrayed the Demonic Cult and came all the way down here!"

Murong Seryeong had never known any tricks since she was young. So she didn't know much about how to persuade others. But it was a situation where she had to do it. Murong Seryeong imitated the most persuasive person she knew.

-A way to win someone's heart? It's very simple! Don't beat around the bush, just say it directly! I'm on your side! I'm ready to give you my liver and gallbladder if it's for you!

"I heard you're having a duel with the Hainan Sect! I'll fight for the Sword Pavilion then! I'll bet my life on it!"

"Why? Why you?"

"Because the Sword Pavilion is my dream!"

"I'm sorry. I can't let you, who is not related to the Sword Pavilion, bear such a heavy burden."

-What if it doesn't work?

-Then there's only one way. Just lie down on the floor. You can't beat a madman.

Murong Seryeong hesitated for a moment, but she couldn't bring herself to do that. She felt like the humanity she had protected so far would crumble.

But she felt like she could do something similar.

"I don't want to."

"Go back. Don't make me say it twice. I'm in a very bad mood right now."

"I don't want to."

Roar.

A huge energy that stopped her breath.

'As expected of the Sword Empress.'

Murong Seryeong resisted it and said.

"I... don't... want... to."

"Haa... you're a strange child. Come in for now."

"Really?"

"Yes. Or you can go back out."

"No! I'd love to!"

Honestly, she didn't think it would actually work.

As expected of the captain

(End of Chapter)