“Let me tell you in order. The reason my master left me with a doctrine was to talk about the fact that the Seon-gye has closed and the ascent is impossible.”

The desire for advancement is like an instinct of the wilderness. It goes without saying for a master who has reached the current level.

After I reached the Hyeon-gyeong, my master arranged for me to meet his doctrine.

He thought that if I climbed the Hyeon-gyeong, I might feel a sense of despair that I couldn’t go beyond it.

The life and death view beyond the Hyeon-gyeong. In other words, since the path to becoming a god by ascending is ‘completely’ blocked, he wanted to tell me not to suffer unnecessarily and enjoy the rest of my life.

Hong Yeon-hwa tilted her head at those words.

“Isn’t that something already known to Myeongwoljinin?”

“Yes. But my master knows the situation and purpose of the Seon-gye.”

The rulers of the Seon-gye, who are also called the Three Pure Ones. Their purpose has been one thing for a very long time.

Stability of the world.

This world, which was born by chance, was originally full of chaos.

In the ancient times when time did not flow in one direction, the dead frequently came back to life, and even the distinction between heaven and earth was vague…

At that time.

Similarly, the Ok-cheong, Sang-cheong, and Tae-cheong, which were born by chance. The three of them sorted out the basic concepts of the world and were called Samcheong.

However, it was not perfect.

With the three, they couldn’t completely organize the chaos, and the demons that originated from it began to rampage everywhere.

It is said that there were existences that were treated as fictional beings not only in their past lives but also in their present lives, which were filled with abundant energy.

Among them, there were even guys who were strong enough to give Samcheong a hard time.

“They decided to create people who could help them because they couldn’t completely block the demons with their own power. That’s where the Shinseon comes in.”

Humans, the most prosperous race in the law created by Samcheong.

Samcheong copied the environment in which such humans could prosper and connected it to the outskirts of the Seon-gye.

“That’s where we live, the Hahye.”

Samcheong, who immigrated humans to countless Hahye, directly passed on magic and trained humans to train themselves.

As humans accumulate achievements that exceed their limits, they build a structure that gives them tremendous power and calls them to the Seon-gye.

“Ascension…?”

She nodded her head to Pung Soso, who was murmuring with a blank expression.

“Yes. That’s what ascension is.”

In that sense, the Hahye can be said to be a training ground for creating Shinseon.

“Have you ever heard of it from Myeongwoljinin before? On top of the Shinseon are the Dae-rashinseon, and on top of that is Samcheong.”

“At that time, whether you believed it or not, it seemed like they were taking on too much, but it was real after all.

Anyway, the main duty of the Shinseon was to exclude the Yoma that seeped in from the Hahye.

Whether it was fighting them directly, putting up barriers to prevent them from crossing over, or assisting other Shinseon with paperwork.

My master was called the Geomseon and was revered as one of the Eight Immortals, perhaps because he was quite skilled in that realm.

In fact, there is even a story about Yeodongbin defeating an evil dragon, which is said to be a tale of him defeating a powerful Yoma that had taken on the form of a dragon.

He was so proud of himself for slicing a dragon in half with his sword…

“The important thing after that is that the Shinseon became stronger little by little while helping the Samcheong fight against the Yoma.”

Since they had no limits on their lifespan, as long as they didn’t die in battle, they continued to grow stronger.

Seeing that, Samcheong suddenly thought. If someone among them were to join their ranks, wouldn’t they be able to completely clean up the remaining chaos?

“And they actually succeeded.”

Those who had become as strong as humanly possible were called the Hyeongyeong. One step further and they reached the state of transcending life and death, the Saengsagyeong…in other words, becoming a Shinseon.

If they were to transcend even the Saengsagyeong?

“My master called that state the Shinhwagyeong.”

I don’t know who it was, but someone who had reached the same level as Samcheong through the spells passed down by Samcheong.

From human to Shinseon, from Shinseon to god. That’s what happened.

And the first thing Samcheong did after achieving their goal was to sever the connection between the Seon-gye and the Hahye.

“Because we don’t need Shinseon anymore. It’s not like we can just let anyone ascend.”

All life is born, grows old, gets sick, and dies. But Shinseon are beings that exist outside of that cycle.

As a Samcheong that clings to order, the increase in Shinseon was not pleasing.

…The problem was that the process was too sudden.

The connection was abruptly cut off, as if someone had torn it apart. As a result, in some Hahye, holes were opened and some were thrown out.

Like the Sangdanju of Pung Yusangdan, or Hong Yeon-hwa in our case.

“My master was the same. While returning to the Seon-gye, the passage suddenly disappeared and he crash-landed here. And you know what happens if you forcibly travel between worlds, don’t you, Yeon-hwa?”

“…You lose all your power. It’s like you can’t take anything with you except your body.”

“That’s right. That’s why my master…why Yeodongbin, stopped being a Geomseon.”

“After that, I felt a bit of betrayal towards Samcheong, but since it had already happened, I decided to try things I hadn’t done before. I went after women, drank until I was drunk, and even took down some Yoma-like villains when I saw them.

…That’s how my master, who enjoyed life as a human, took me as his disciple in his final years, and it continues to this day.

“Phew.”

I feel a bit parched after talking for so long. After drinking the water I had prepared beforehand, I could see the expressions on my women’s faces.

They looked confused, as if they had heard an incredible story that lacked realism, and didn’t know how to react.

I chuckled and spoke to them.

“Don’t overthink it. We only need to remember three things.”

“Three things…what are they, Sanggong?”

“The first is that someone from the Seon-gye intentionally cut off ‘all’ connections, so the current plan using the Bongseon ritual is bound to fail.”

The original purpose of the Bongseon ritual was to inform the Seon-gye of the appearance of a new king in the Hahye and gain recognition.

However, since the original destination was the Seon-gye, the Bongseon ritual is said to not even activate properly.

Honestly, I don’t quite understand it, but since it was my master’s words, who frequently traveled between the Seon-gye and Hahye, it must not be a lie.

“The second is that my master taught me a method of drinking that can replace the Bongseon ritual.”

It doesn’t require a large amount of wealth like the Bongseon ritual, and there are no side effects such as losing power or becoming weak after traveling to an adjacent world.

Of course, I didn’t learn it myself, I just memorized it all. I’ll leave the interpretation and learning to Myeongwoljinin again.

“Lastly, the Cheondung sword technique is buried in my master’s tomb.”

“….What?”

Samamang’s eyes widened in surprise.

How shocked was he? Did he think I was going to recklessly dig up my master’s tomb because I was blinded by the Cheondung sword technique?

I patted Samamang’s forehead and shook my head.

“It’s okay. My master gave me permission.”

This is true. Until just before my master passed away, he was an immortal being that I, who was only first-rate, couldn’t handle…but not anymore.

“My master said that it might be impossible for me, but you, Yeon-hwa, could make good use of it if you dig it up.”

“Your master…”

Did he acknowledge our relationship? Hong Yeon-hwa looked very moved.

I absentmindedly played with Hong Yeon-hwa’s chubby cheeks as I spoke, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. Pungsosu nodded in agreement, looking relieved that there wasn’t any major issue.

“It’s just that my master, who was originally from the Geom-seon, chose to live as a human. That’s why the story got a bit long.”

As far as we were concerned, as long as it was important to us, there were no problems. Pungsosu asked again, double-checking.

“Really? That’s it? There’s no more to the story?”

“Huh? Yeah, that’s it…why do you ask?”

Suddenly, Pungsosu’s attitude changed, and she gave me a mischievous smile.

“Oh, nothing. I just thought we could finish what we were doing earlier.”

Sticky fingers brushing against my body, hot breath on my ear.

It was clear to everyone that the atmosphere had shifted, and the other women who were previously lost in thought about my story were now responding more actively.

Whispering and rustling.

It was clear that they had been waiting for me to wake up, and they were now exploring every inch of my body with more enthusiasm than usual.

And to make matters worse, it was now 5p, when the power of the Ilwolsungsin Circulation Technique was at its weakest.

This was a problem.

…But I couldn’t hide it forever.

“Wait!”

“Jin Gaga? What is it now? You said you were done talking about everything. Or…did you get tired of us in the meantime?”

“No, that’s not it. It’s just that…I’m feeling a bit weak right now.”

“Oh, right. You just woke up today. When would be a good time? Tomorrow? The day after?”

Pungsosu, who was now panting and pressing her chest against mine, had a look of lust in her eyes as she urged me on. And now that I looked closer, Hong Yeon-hwa and Samamang were giving me similar looks.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I spoke with a trembling voice.

“To be honest…I used the Seoncheonjin Technique earlier to activate my innate abilities and then used the Taeyang of the Ilwolsungsin Circulation Technique to heal myself.”

“Why did you do that?”

“…It’s because I can’t receive much assistance from the Ilwolsungsin Circulation Technique.”

“???”

While Pungsosu tilted her head as if asking when I was going to take off my clothes, Hong Yeon-hwa was surprised and quickly placed her hand on my lower abdomen.

“It’s true! His power is almost gone!”

“Oh.”

It wasn’t until they mentioned his power that Pungsosu realized what was going on.

“So…does that mean Jin Gaga’s energy is back to normal levels now?”

“…Yes.”

I waited anxiously for a response, but the result was completely different from what I had expected.

Pungsosu didn’t seem disappointed or try to comfort me. She just smiled widely and twinkled her black eyes.

“There was something I’ve always wanted to try, and this is the perfect opportunity!”

It was the voice of someone who sincerely believed they were lucky.

What was she talking about? What was she planning to do?

I started to feel a little scared.