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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Master's Three Teachings
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"Hold out as long as you can without dying? And if you die, you just respawn right there?"
"Exactly. But the time limit will definitely be short. You said you picked the trait that boosts the power of the Star-Sucking Great Technique, right?"
"Even if it's short... how the hell are we supposed to survive that? The damage is insane, and the stamina drain is overflowing."
"Figure it out, you bum. You're the tank."
The Orthodox Fortress.
They were seriously discussing countermeasures against Heavenly Demon 14.
Sky Sword, the user who chose the Namgung Clan, was half-given up, but the other teammates were searching for a way to kill Heavenly Demon 14 using the info Sky Sword had brought.
"I'm not a tank, you assholes—I'm a damage tank. I picked Dog-Beating Staff."
"Ugh, you useless bum, look what you picked."
"Stop calling me a bum."
"Why? Does it hurt your bum feelings?"
"Tch."
"Don't laugh."
The Beggars' Sect user Street Pavement glared at the two Huashan Sect users whose lips were curling up.
This was the problem with picking Beggars' Sect.
Everyone treated you like a bum.
In the public perception, they ranked second after the Demonic Cult!
From the bottom!
'Beggars' Sect really are bums, though...'
Still, it soured his mood for no reason.
"Anyway, just pick Drunken Eight Immortals and chug booze to tank it out."
"Whatever, you hold the line. You're the only one who can."
"Fine, got it. But we absolutely can't die."
They steeled their resolve.
And that resolve crumbled less than a minute into the fight.
The sword-black demonic energy unique to the Demonic Cult brushes the air softly.
It dominates the space, making evasion impossible.
"Ah, one more hit and I'm dead. Falling back!"
As Street Pavement retreated, the exposed Huashan users yelled at Seo-jun's incoming attacks.
"If you survive, we die!"
"Damn bum! The sword's swinging everywhere! Is that a skill?"
"What? Bum? That's Beggars' Sect hate."
"The situation's bum-like, you bum!"
LOLOLOL Beggars' hate confirmed lololol
Feels so good lololol
Those mouthy guys get handouts even when people ignore them. They've gotten fat off begging. Only beggars know the bum struggle.
Bum stench in chat! Mods!
Bum stench?
No such thing.
The idea that Beggars' Sect bums smelled bad was a misconception.
They only gave off pleasant scents.
The reason was simple.
'Smells provoke primal disgust, not sympathy.'
So they didn't emit bad odors.
Instead...
They refined their appearance.
A bum-like look evoked pity.
With centuries of begging know-how, why would they smell?
'Cunning bastards.'
The Beggars' Sect were fun, cheeky bums.
"Well, you do have your own bonds. I'll start by killing the bum."
Time until Devil's Entry wasn't far anyway.
How long into the fight, and the warning icon already popped.
'Definitely fast.'
What bonds, streamer? Past life memories surfacing for real?
I told you, I was Heavenly Demon in my past life.
But... if there's a bond, you spare them, right?
Must be that bad of a bond~
"Where?!"
The tip of the Huashan sword trembled, scattering red sword energy everywhere.
First Form: Plum Blossoms Falling Wildly.
Seo-jun checked his resource levels and leaped back.
His internal energy wasn't enough to dismantle their techniques like before.
No matter how much he'd boosted Star-Sucking Great Technique or finely controlled with his senses, resources weren't infinite.
"Now!"
The distant Namgung sword glowed blue.
He'd been watching from afar to avoid having his energy and stamina drained by Seo-jun.
Seo-jun twisted mid-air, slashing down to block the lightning-fast thrust.
Craaaang!
Blocks that in his state?? Scary
Qi deviation incoming soon
First death gooo!
Why cheer for streamer death...
The Huashan users whose techniques weren't dismantled tried chaining forms on Seo-jun.
Fourth Form: Plum Blossoms Guide the Way.
Plum blossoms bloom sharply, leading the way.
The red sword energy rushed sharper to shred Seo-jun's body.
The terror of Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword was the form chains.
From First to Fourth, then to Seventh requiring deeper mastery.
"Die already, please!"
Emboldened as Seo-jun didn't dismantle again, the enemies chained to the next.
Seventh Form: Plum Blossoms Scatter Frenziedly.
Plum blossoms whirl chaotically.
At his current Level 6, three chained forms was the limit, and with their strongest technique flowing unbroken, the Huashan users were confident of victory.
Despite being thoroughly toyed with so far.
"Did we get him?"
The enemy uttered words they shouldn't have.
The red sword energy filling space vanished, leaving before them...
Empty air.
"That was a bit close this time."
Seo-jun's voice came from behind. They whipped around, eyes wide.
Seo-jun smiled at them, nodding toward his left foot.
There lay a cold corpse—a bum awaiting resurrection or revival.
[Street Pavement defeated]
[Enemy Fortress HP -20]
"Tch. Shouldn't have targeted the bum first."
"I told you not to call me a bum!"
When did you even...
The corpse Street Pavement reacted to Seo-jun's words, but Seo-jun ignored it cleanly and stepped forward.
Time to clean up the rest.
Seo-jun's HP was only a third.
Even that was refilled from killing Street Pavement.
"Man, Orthodox sects really are OP."
Was risky this time
One sec late and dead scary
Even streamer nearly died, that build is trash confirmed
"Hey now, trash build? It was risky because I intentionally went for the bum first. Otherwise..."
Seo-jun trailed off while reading the chat on the left, slowly turning his head.
The enemies who met his gaze felt an inexplicable chill, despite being in-game.
Jeon Jae-hoon, the chatty Huashan Taoist, swallowed hard and asked Seo-jun.
"When exactly..."
"What do you mean?"
"Your speech is all over the place, damn it. I mean, when did you go for the bum... sir."
Overwhelmed by Seo-jun, Jeon Jae-hoon naturally switched to polite speech.
Speech flipping lololol
He looks 30s uncle, streamer early 20s, hilarious lololol
Jae-hoon...
Seo-jun chuckled lightly and told the truth.
"During the Fourth Form."
"Fourth Form? Why then... sir?"
"That's for you to figure out. It's your homework from now on."
The truth was, he just didn't have time.
He even tanked all those attacks to get there.
No time.
Master's wisdom!
Says that after winning, looks so cool
Fr lol
"Ah, something about Fourth Form..."
Before Jeon Jae-hoon could finish, Seo-jun attacked again, resuming battle.
"And the second teaching: Never let your guard down, no matter the situation."
This was truly useful advice.
In his past life, he'd survived by always staying alert.
The rest of the fight's outcome was obvious.
[FromFarewellToFarewell defeated]
[Enemy Fortress HP -20]
[Sky Sword defeated]
[Enemy Fortress HP -20]
[Jeon Jae-hoon defeated]
[Enemy Fortress HP -20]
And so.
Seo-jun looked down at the united corpses and said,
"The third teaching: Cherish opportunities to learn from a master."
This meant one thing.
Don't quit the game—die more.
"Damn, after this round, I'm switching to Demonic Cult no matter what."
"Me too?"
"For real. Wanna go together after?"
"Sure, send friend request."
Jeon Jae-hoon and Sky Sword became friends.
Having unwittingly converted two Orthodox warriors, Seo-jun returned to base, watching soldiers fight while awaiting enemies.
[Lord Heavenly Demon. Do we really do nothing?]
[Yes]
[Me too?]
[Yes]
[I just died to the enemy. Didn't kill any...]
[I got one at least lol]
[Me too lol]
[Quiet]
While replying to his bored teammates.
The game ended.
Total kill score: 19 to 3
Fortress HP: [Blue: 0] vs [Red: 934]
And Seo-jun's match report appeared.
Minor stats were tallied too, but the key ones were base captures and enemy warrior kills.
This report mattered because it tied to why Seo-jun had baited the enemies not to quit.
Fame score?
No way it's low
How much?
Fame points.
In battlefields, winners gain fame; losers lose it.
The system auto-calculates based on performance.
Fame was as vital as points.
+150 Fame Points
Seo-jun let out an admiring "Oh."
Far higher than he'd expected.
Assuming top player in a normal game gets ~50 fame, the system judged his performance triple that.
Why so high?
1v4 that nonsense lololol, low would be weird
Power of smurfing!
Even for smurf, high af lol
Higher fame meant more points per win.
Greater contribution from more plays, better performance, smarter strats.
"Think we can hit 16th?"
Nah
Hard every game
Smurf easy now, but as fame builds, you'll face high-fame players lol that build won't cut it
Too many variables for fame alone
Battlefield experts chimed in negatively.
Fair enough. He wasn't confident either.
But.
Seo-jun's usual playful eyes sharpened for the first time.
Rankings from contribution blending fame, attack/defense points, faction bonuses.
To aim for 16th...
He needed to get serious.
"Alright, next game right now. My build doesn't need base HP regen anyway, so from now on, I'll camp the enemy fortress entrance."
Psycho lololol
Declaring toxic smurfing scary
How long till he lasts lol
"Whew, tough day."
Heavenly Demon Reborn! Ten Thousand Demons Bow! Heavenly Demon Reborn! Ten Thousand Demons Bow! Heavenly Demon Reborn! Ten Thousand Demons Bow!
天魔再臨! 萬魔仰伏! 天魔再臨! 萬魔仰伏! 天魔再臨! 萬魔仰伏!
Room overflowing with fanatics lololol
Anyone translate the hanja??
Just spam in Korean same thing lolololol
[19/0/0]
[24/0/1]
[26/0/0]
[15/0/0]
Seo-jun's KDA.
Kill/Death/Assist.
Meaning average 21 kills per game.
(He got 1 assist in game 2 because teammates didn't listen.)
Build smurfs hard af?
Lv6 lets entrance camp good
Streamer camps entrance pre-Lv6 anyway
Star-Suck seemed tight, no deaths
Last game enemies wouldn't leave fortress lololol
Heavenly Eternal! Heavenly Eternal! Super Heavenly Eternal!
Heavenly Eternal is for kings not Heavenly Demon moron
Battlefields limited to 4 games daily.
Long road ahead.
Now.
"Time to stop messing around."
Trash
Sub
For the alliance
HeavenlyBa
HeavenlyBye lolol
[Streaming has ended]
Psssh.
Seo-jun exited the capsule, showered, and sat at his computer.
To check stream analytics.
"6k peak viewers, not bad."
A bit less than yesterday, but no regrets.
"Core fans stuck around fully."
Reactions were...
Seo-jun shut down the PC and lay in bed.
"Nothing special."
No big buzz.
High fame and smurfing? Rankers do that too.
Now was newbie-high混 period.
As fame accumulated, top players would shine.
"Anyway, the build..."
Today's build was unfinished.
Impromptu picks needed tweaks.
But.
Tired.
"From focusing so hard, huh."
Thinking that, he closed his eyes.
Clueless that he'd gone viral for entirely different reasons.
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