The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

Chapter 138

Chapter 138 – God Of The Game (4)

In the martial world, someone’s grave was a truly terrifying existence.

It’s because of the rumors that the existence left behind secret martial arts manuals or all sorts of elixirs and treasures.

In reality, martial artists did leave such things behind.

Evidence that they existed.

Because they wanted to leave that behind.

Most martial artists did not live solely immersed in martial arts.

While training, they also fell in love, studied, and engaged in social activities.

However, there were some martial artists who were truly obsessed with martial arts.

They did not leave descendants.

To take on disciples, they headed towards prestigious families or renowned martial sects.

The Nine Great Sects.

And the Five Great Clans.

Influence was not only in the orthodox sects.

There was also the collective of unorthodox sects known as the Four Evils.

Opposing the Martial Alliance, there are also groups known as the Thirteen Wings.

And the Demonic Cult, which stood alone against the Four Factions and the Martial Alliance.

Compared to them, those who left tombs had no such power.

Their names were renowned, but only their individual strength was high.

It’s not that no one wanted to become their disciple.

It’s just that they were not satisfied.

Anyway, those who couldn’t even make such disciples often created tombs for the sake of their successors.

But most of them, not knowing their place, created absurdly difficult traps.

With their pride, they made their tombs splendid, but the quality of the items they left was mediocre.

Before I mastered the Heavenly Demon’s Godly Technique, I could have used them to some extent, but now most martial arts books are just kindling for a fire.

However.

‘If it were my tomb, it would be a bit different.’

Martial World.

The people there were solely driven to pursue the tyrannical path.

Only tyrannical martial arts survived.

That was one of the reasons for the decline of the martial world.

‘In a way.’

It was similar to the world of magic.

Magic should go in different directions, but everyone was only coveting what was called my legacy.

‘But my tomb.’

I looked into it for a moment.

Rumors had already spread here that my tomb had appeared.

Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

The appearance of that existence’s tomb seemed to draw considerable attention from all over the world.

However, that was a strange story.

Because I did not create a tomb.

In my third life… that was, the life as the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

An incident caused a great stir in the martial world, known as the Massacre of Mount Hua.

I died there.

I perished together with those who tried to kill me by destroying my circle.

My corpse was completely incinerated there.

Strength capable of lifting a mountain.

Regenerative power that allowed one to revive even if their head was severed and reattached.

Even possessing such abilities…

‘I couldn’t tolerate anyone tampering with my corpse.’

So, I burned it all.

Burned my body, my dantian, and my circles completely to ashes.

As a result, I incinerated Mount Hua.

Without a trace.

However, there was something I suspected.

The tomb of the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

‘It makes more sense if you just change the order a bit.’

The Blood Calamity of Mount Hua.

It’s an incident where three old monsters from the righteous sect tried to kill me.

Besides them, there were various miscellaneous forces.

I wasn’t supposed to die there.

Originally, I would have slaughtered all of them.

But at that time, my body was not in proper condition.

It was covered in all sorts of wounds.

My dantian was nearly about to shatter, and my circle was far from normal.

On top of that, I had ‘used’ the Purple Magic Tower Master once.

I did not regret what I did.

If I could go back in time once more.

And if I were to face that situation again.

I would do the same without hesitation.

Because if I hadn’t done that,

‘The Heavenly Demon would have died.’

She made me her husband, properly taught me martial arts, and was willing to give up her position as the Heavenly Demon for me when I mastered all the demonic arts and walked the path of the Heavenly Demon.

If it were her,

She would die with a smile, saying she would rather die than see me die.

But I didn’t want that.

If the Duke of Extermination made me a decent human being,

The one I could call a master was the Heavenly Demon.

That’s why I did it.

They buried what they were trying to do entirely.

During that process, those corrupted by the demon emerged, and other scum appeared.

It wasn’t that they were prepared to die.

Their plan was absurd and full of flaws.

There was also some arrogance.

It was worth being arrogant.

My body, having received most of the Empire’s resources, was confident it could defeat the Purple Magic Tower Lord at his peak.

Moreover, there was the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

And the Great Sky Dancing Divine Mantra.

With just those two martial arts, I could dominate the world.

I thought I wasn’t being careless.

That was arrogance, but someone like me could afford it.

‘The problem came after that.’

Their plan was absurd.

But there was someone who could make that absurdity a reality.

No, there were several of them.

Those damned bastards tried to kill the Heavenly Demon’s persona to do as they pleased.

What they wanted was chaos.

So, I killed them all.

As a result, I ended up with severe injuries.

In hindsight, I thought it was fortunate.

If it wasn’t me, but the Heavenly Demon, it might have been a trap that really killed her.

Moreover,

It may sound irresponsible, but I was a reincarnator.

From their perspective, I was dead, but I did not die.

I calmly opened my closed eyes.

‘I was alive.’

Just like the Dragon King resurrected.

He too… no, they too existed. Well, they were that kind of bastards.

A trap that no one would have noticed if it weren’t for me.

It was quiet, secretive, and dangerous.

If it hadn’t been for the Dragon King.

If I hadn’t gained enlightenment from the battle with him.

If I hadn’t seen that thing at the end of the battle with him.

I wouldn’t have noticed.

“You’re alive.”

My lips twisted on their own.

The Dragon King was dead.

Not a demon, but someone attached to another place, who received power from another, but was definitely dead.

God of Magic.

That instilled certainty.

If it had been in an evolved state, it would have been impossible even for the Purple Tower Lord.

Right now.

It was not the Purple Tower Lord.

But I saw it.

That was enough. Then I could kill the Demon King.

I closed my eyes again.

‘They set a trap.’

The grave of the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

And that location was in the Gangseo region.

The place I buried entirely.

It must have been that place.

My intuition told me.

They were calling me.

‘They know me.’

That I was the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

That I was the Purple Tower Lord.

They knew.

It was natural.

Even those on the boundary recognized my identity.

I recognized those who were bickering with them there.

The God of Magic.

I had observed it within the realm of Han Seojin.

One of the Demon Kings.

That guy, no, those guys…

This trap was meant for confusion.

And perhaps their goal was to kill me rather than that.

Because I hindered their movements.

Starting from the Golden-Faced Demon King, to the Dragon King.

Was that all?

I erased the Iron-Blood Sword Clan associated with the Dragon King and killed any demon-possessed beings on sight.

Those who crossed the line.

Those who did what should never be done as humans.

From their perspective, I was something that must be killed.

An enemy that could not live under the same sky.

That feeling was mutual for me.

Even breathing the same air as them was disgusting.

‘I want to teach a bit more, but.’

I had written down many things.

In preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

I released what I thought was my legacy.

With the condition that it be shared with all mages.

At the very least, the empire had to regain its former glory.

However, if there was one thing that bothered me…

Crackle.

Shin Yura was practicing Divine Thunderbolt on one side.

And.

“Auntie, I’m starting to see the pattern.”

“Kid, do you even know the difference between you and me…!!”

“Grandma?”

“I meant to show some respect! Call me sister.”

“……That’s a bit……”

Nam Hyerin rarely made a troubled face.

Well, calling someone whose age difference was at least 40 times yours, sister, was a bit much.

‘Even a 40-year age difference is tough.’

But if the difference was 40 times, it became even more awkward to address.

“Still, it’s better than professor, right? If it were Professor Han Seojin, he would have called you ‘hey’ or ‘you’.”

“……”

The King of Green Forest remained silent.

I frowned.

Even I wouldn’t go that far.

Shin Yura, who had read my thoughts, frowned and spoke to Nam Hyerin.

“Even the professor wouldn’t talk about that.”

“Then what do you think he would have said?”

“……That is.”

Shin Yura stopped speaking.

She looked as if she had been struck to the core.

Even you, Shin Yura…!

Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

That name still remained in the martial world.

Young people thought of him as a transcendent who dominated an era.

However, for the older generation, it was a slightly different story.

Still.

The martial world feared that man.

A century had passed.

The mountains and rivers had changed ten times over.

Yet, they had seen it.

The man who was nothing short of horrifying. His shadow, despite more than a century passing, still loomed over the martial world.

Bloodshed of Mount Hua.

It was said that the Orthodox Sect caused the incident, but that fact is slightly different.

If it were truly only the Orthodox Sect that caused it, the Orthodox Sect would have already disappeared.

Demonic Cult.

And Sa Paecheon.

Those two also added their strength.

The power possessed by the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor was astonishing.

To check his power, three major forces gathered.

The Imperial Palace also intervened.

Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

Just before that man appeared, there was a man known as the best in the world.

A hidden master of the Imperial Palace.

And the forces led by him.

Han Seojin disparaged him as just a Plum Blossom Swordmaster, but he was the force that protected the former best in the world.

Far superior to typical Plum Blossom Swordmasters.

The hidden masters of the Imperial Palace also joined to slowly wear him down to death.

The best in the world hid until the end, waiting for an opportunity.

With some technique he possessed, he hid his presence from afar.

And in the moment of attempting to sever his breath, he was caught in the explosion unleashed by the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor and perished.

It was an absurd death, but because of it, all factions became wary.

The Imperial Palace that lost the one who claimed to be the greatest master under the heavens.

The Orthodox Sect that lost its greatest power.

The Unorthodox Sect that lost the most treasures.

And the Demonic Sect that might have removed its greatest internal enemy.

While keeping each other in check, the Unorthodox Sect and the Demonic Sect joined hands and took over half of China.

The transcendent beings, who were their greatest strength, were all dragged to the boundary.

Thus, the Orthodox Sect could survive.

However, the aftermath he (did not) caused swept across the martial world.

Therefore, many cast their eyes upon it.

“Gather in Jiangxi immediately!”

“The Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor. His legacy must not fall into others’ hands!!”

Such was the state of the martial world.

“The martial arts world, it’s nothing special, but there are a few exceptional individuals.”

“Others are nothing special, but the legacy of that monstrous demon-level being is intriguing.”

“Recruit the priests immediately!!”

The nearby Indians also began to prepare.

“I heard there’s a rather interesting event happening in China?”

“Hmm, the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor. Most in the martial arts world are insignificant, but that demon is different.”

“Her husband, you say. Interesting.”

Preparations began in various parts of the divine realm.

And then.

“Haa—.”

There was a woman with long, disheveled hair.

Her hair was messy. Though her attire was light, her body, glimpsed through, seemed endlessly pitiful.

With hair and eyes that allowed no color, swallowing everything in black.

“Finally, I’ve arrived.”

The woman slowly savored the air of the secular world. The expression of the woman, which had been utterly emotionless, began to change gradually.

From her cold eyes, a bit of exhilaration started to rise.

Light.

There was a slight commotion.

Annoying riffraff tried to block her path.

However, they were quite powerful riffraff. Even she had to exert considerable effort.

But there was someone who shared her intention.

‘Han Seojin, was it?’

A blonde elf.

The one who introduced herself as the Duke of Extermination dared to call her husband her own.

‘Well, if she begs on her knees, I could grant her the position of a concubine.’

The woman.

The Heavenly Demon turned her head.

The Heavenly Demon’s Godly Technique within her body was pointing somewhere.

‘Found it.’

My other half.

The eyes of the woman, the Heavenly Demon, curved into a crescent shape.