Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation-Chapter 434: Reclaiming The Position (4)

“About 40? I’m thinking of increasing it, but it’s not as easy as I thought.”

“You seem friendlier than you look. Letting me know how many lives you have left.”

“It means I feel sorry for you. How hard it must have been. That humble life you’ve barely clung to.”

“Ah, a humble life. That’s a nice phrase.”

Seol-Hwi felt no emotion at the opponent’s provocation.

Instead, he wanted to understand more of the opponent’s thoughts by entertaining his interest.

Seol-Hwi asked.

“How do you extend your life? I barely manage to extend mine by living as you described.”

“Nothing special. Sleeping with women or creating martial arts is common, but they don’t increase life much. Raising the realm of the warrior tends to grant more life, but it’s not easy for me, so I’m taking a break from it.”

“It seems the mission given to us is indeed different.”

“Of course. I’m the chosen one, after all.”

At Cheon Wol-seong’s sly smile, Seol-Hwi nodded.

He planned to accept any demeanor since there were still many things he was curious about.

Seol-Hwi asked again.

“But you know, it’s really hard to see your face unless I come looking for you myself. Is there some restriction on our relationship too?”

“Oh. You’ve played quite a bit, haven’t you? Yes, there’s a condition that I shouldn’t interfere in the fights of the Heavenly Demon Disciples. And I can’t move of my own accord unless it’s a specific situation which requires it.”

“Then you are not entirely free?”

“It can’t be helped. Still, it’s a better life than a humble one, isn’t it?”

Even though they hadn’t exchanged many words, he could somewhat reflect on his life.

It had to be that way.

He must move strictly according to the Creator’s instructions.

Because he must faithfully take on the role of eliminating any impure players that appear from their perspective.

“This time, let me ask you something. Ah, maybe it’s more of advice than a question.”

Player Cheon Wol-seong seemed interested in Seol-Hwi’s presence and wanted to continue the conversation.

“Go ahead.”

“I’ve dealt with players like you a few times. Do you know what your problem is?”

“…What is it?”

“Being born at the bottom of life, you refuse to accept fate and try to change something. If you’ve gained the fortune of life within that, you should think about how valuable it is to live long and thinly.”

“…”

“Unable to accept such gratitude and striving for a better life… And if you end up dying without even touching a fingertip, how miserable would that life be?”

“By the way you speak, have there been a few?”

“Yeah. I think there were two or three… In the end, you can tell at a glance that it’s the last stage of the Supreme Demonic Arts. Just like you.”

Seol-Hwi nodded at those words.

It seemed mocking, but he actually preferred it that way.

It’s rare to find someone so enamored with themselves that they spill everything.

“Can I ask one more question then?”

“Speak, anything. I’m generous.”

“Generous… I like that.”

Seol-Hwi said, raising the corners of his mouth.

“Who is your AI?”

“It’s a friend called Jin-ga. An incredible guy beyond imagination.”

“Oh.”

It was a name he had never heard before. Probably the AI left aside from Sa Yu-kang and Shin Yaja.

“What did that friend say?”

“What?”

“Aren’t you scared of me or anything?”

“Ha, crazy bastard.”

Cheon Wol-seong chuckled and turned his head to the side. After exchanging a few words, he nodded and soon opened his mouth.

“In short, my friend here says… they’re laughing because an idiot showed up?”

“Really?”

Seol-Hwi nodded in agreement with the words. It seemed the AI had matched with a fitting guy.

Then he asked again.

“How about the Simulation?”

“…What?”

“You should ask the Simulation too. See what it says.”

“Ha, geez.”

Cheon Wol-seong wiped his face with his hand and leaned forward.

“Getting bored, should I just kill you?”

“Say something before you kill me. It doesn’t matter if you ask first and then kill.”

“Tsk tsk. Fine, fine. A last wish before you die, huh.”

Showing his teeth, he started speaking to the air.

“Let’s assess the abilities of that guy in front of us.”

Then, a strangely shaped sword appeared in his hand.

At first glance, it was an exceptional, treasured sword.

Judging by its sudden appearance, it seemed to have been taken out from a toolbox.

“Oh, look at this?”

Cheon Wol-seong, who was waiting while handling the sword, reacted with an expression of interest.

“What does it say?”

“It’s analyzing? I was going to tell you the results and then kill you… but it’s taking a bit longer?”

Swoosh.

Cheon Wol-seong licked the blade.

He certainly seemed to have a more sadistic inclination than the past players.

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“Hey. Before you die, want me to tell you a bit about this treasured sword?”

“Go ahead.”

“Kid. Look at you pretending to be calm while your heart races. Heh. Yeah, yeah. This sword, you see, is one of the ultimate treasured swords, wielding the most powerful force of nature…”

For some reason, in the middle of the conversation, Cheon Wol-seong suddenly closed his mouth.

His hand, which had been proudly extending the sword, also stopped around that time.

His eyes too.

Even his expression froze.

“Why are you like that? You suddenly have a stiff face while talking. Don’t tell me the Simulation didn’t produce satisfactory results for you?”

“You, you, you are…”

“Take your time. I’ll wait until your thoughts are fully organized.”

Unlike the opponent whose face was turning increasingly red in anger, Seol-Hwi leisurely crossed his arms.

After a moment, Cheon Wol-seong suddenly stood up and shouted into the air.

“What nonsense is this! How could this kind of guy surpass the Supreme Demonic Arts!”

Seol-Hwi watched his reaction with interest. He got angry a few times and then turned his gaze aside.

He seemed to be speaking to the AI.

“Do you think so too?! Look closely. That kind of guy… It’s obvious, isn’t it? Ah… That’s it! It can’t be reversed. It’s only once every half day!”

Seol-Hwi interjected at those words.

“You, if it’s once every half day… your Simulation isn’t Lv3 yet, is it?”

“What?!”

In an instant, Cheon Wol-seong turned his gaze back.

Seol-Hwi slowly stood up from his seat.

“It’s actually good. If the grade were higher, the result would have been truly terrible. Even the slightest remaining hope would disappear.”

“Damn! What nonsense…”

“Oh, right. Speaking of swords… I also have a nice sword. Want to see it?”

Seol-Hwi raised his hand and took out a weapon from his toolbox.

“Ah!”

Seeing the sword in the opponent’s hand, Cheon Wol-seong glared.

He didn’t know what kind of treasured sword it was, but it was splendid and refined.

Something felt unusual about it.

“This is the Fire Dragon Blade. I got it after killing the Big Dipper Star, but since I had no use for it and it wasn’t particularly helpful, I just kept it in the toolbox.”

Cheon Wol-seong looked at the Fire Dragon Blade.

This time, he started trembling all over, as if he was overwhelmed by something.

Not only that, his hardened face became so dark that his complexion was turning pale.

Seol-Hwi nodded.

“Oh, your AI should know. That you have to kill an existence you can’t even dare to fight to obtain this. By now, you should be getting a sense of it, right?”

Whatever the AI said, Cheon Wol-seong looked extremely confused.

The more Seol-Hwi tried to make him understand that he killed the Big Dipper Star, the less sound Cheon Wol-seong’s mind seemed to become.

Seol-Hwi still had more to say.

In fact, what he said now was more important than ever.

“For the record, I didn’t come here with the intention of defeating you.”

Then, while swinging the Fire Dragon Blade around, he continued speaking.

“I came here intending to kidnap you.”

Crack. Boom!

An explosion erupted from the massive strike.

The ground sank significantly, causing a spray of water.

“Tsk.”

Tap.

Cheon Wol-seong, quickly standing on the roof of a building, gritted his teeth.

Despite attempting a surprise attack, he realized he had missed his mark.

Tap.

A bit later, Seol-Hwi landed on the roof of the Fertile Crescent building.

“Attacking me out of nowhere. Well, I understand you’re angry because your plan was exposed…”

Seol-Hwi continued with a smile on his lips.

“I won’t fall for such an old trick.”

“Shut up!”

Cheon Wol-seong immediately drew his sword.

At that moment.

Crash. Boom!

The building Seol-Hwi was standing on exploded all too easily.

A level higher than the Absolute Supreme Demonic Arts he had just unleashed, the lightning mixed in his sword effortlessly shattered the building.

“Oh. Lightning. Is it the Third Ability?”

Ordinary natural lightning wouldn’t have been able to slice a building like that.

Or it should have been released together with internal energy.

That stretched out like pure lightning, yet it seemed to carry the energy of wind, suggesting it was indeed the Third Ability.

The sword he boasted about was an absolute weapon, just like the one Seol-Hwi had obtained in the past.

“There was a reason for his confidence.”

Crack.

Standing on the ground, Seol-Hwi nodded.

“Fool. No matter how strong you are, can you win against this?”

Perhaps because of the absolute weapon, Cheon Wol-seong suddenly regained his confidence and raised his voice.

Of course, to Seol-Hwi, that appearance did not look favorable.

“What on earth did you learn from the system?”

“……”

“Tsk tsk. Still relying on a mere sword at the level of Profound Demon? Ah, is it because it’s not a realm you’ve achieved on your own?”

“Nonsense. Try saying that after blocking this.”

Tsssss.

This time, he raised his sword high.

It was clear he was about to unleash a special ability, seeing the swirling qi at the sword’s tip.

The intention was to release the power of lightning strike broadly, controlling all of the opponent’s movements, and delivering a powerful strike.

‘If it’s the Third Ability, it’s quite high even among Profound Demon…’

Seol-Hwi nodded.

If he had gained such strength without any effort, his contemplation of martial arts wouldn’t have been deep.

He would have judged that most enemies could be subdued with just that absolute weapon.

‘In the end, he’s trapped within it.’

The moment one relies on a certain power, there is no progress to be made.

It’s a lesson felt in countless lives that Seol-Hwi lived.

In the end, when he escaped it, a wider world appeared.

‘For a guy like that, this method suits best.’

Seol-Hwi looked at his Fire Dragon Blade.

A divine artifact spewed out by the Big Dipper Star.

He hadn’t even properly tested how strong this weapon was.

There was a time he tried once, but the Vice Cult Leader flew away in a single blow, making it meaningless.

‘This is also the Third Ability.’

Fire that does not exist in the present world.

When it encounters the power of thunder, the utility of fire is lost.

Because the thunder passes through the fire.

However, since this is also the Third Ability, it might be possible to counter it.

“You punk, you made a big mistake.”

Just then, Cheon Wol-seong somehow transformed triumphantly.

His face was now full of smiles.

Seol-Hwi asked.

“What mistake?”

“It takes a long time to activate this ability. And the moment it’s used, no one can withstand it. In other words, you missed your only chance to defeat me.”

“Is that so? Then it’s good for you.”

“Yes, it’s good for me. However.”

Chak, chak, chak.

The sword blade he held visibly crackled with electricity.

Dozens, hundreds of strands generated like a swirling storm, making it more fitting to say it was boiling over.

“It’s unfortunate for you.”

With a confident expression, Cheon Wol-seong gathered all the electricity contained in the sword blade and swung it towards Seol-Hwi.