Multiverse , Leveling Up in the World I Created

Chapter 418: 418 Return to the Volcano 4

Ending the Warhammer world.

Calculating rewards.

[Demetrian Titus Bond Level 3]

[Valorem Gardriel Bond Level 2]

[Meduras Chiron Bond Level 2]

[Nordic Beta-12 Bond Level 2]

[Sebastus Akeran Bond Level 1]

[Chaplain Bond Level 1]

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You have acquired 12,517 points as a reward for progressing through Warhammer.

You can no longer progress the story. Would you like to view the ending?

"No."

I had entered the Warhammer world with the intention of resetting it, but contrary to my expectations, I could draw infinite energy from the Warp, and I might want to enjoy it again later, so I decided to leave it as is.

I briefly checked the [Sentry Serum] ability and saw it was still at 1,270, so 730 more remained.

Since each absorption raised it by 10, I needed to absorb it 73 more times.

So I looked at the status window to see if there was anything else to raise.

’Hmm... [(S) Archery], [(S) Spearmanship], [(S) Blunt Weapon Mastery]...’

Looking around, the weapon skills seemed the easiest.

Because there was no staff technique at all, and [Hand-to-Hand Combat] was still at SSS rank.

’I should go to a martial arts world.’

With that thought settled, I entered the Return of the Mount Hua Sect world, which I had left unfinished.

The first thing I felt upon entering was that martial arts worlds definitely had the best air.

"Mmm~ Ah... phytoncides."

"Manor Lord, you’re saying strange things again. Is that a Western language?"

"Y, yeah."

The place I was in was a manor I had built in Sichuan to use as a residence, and the middle-aged man speaking next to me was the general manager in charge of managing it.

"Are there any problems at the manor?"

"No, the refugees who were going to leave have all left, and for those who wanted to stay, we found suitable work."

"That’s a relief. For the time being, there are new members at the manor, and the Demonic Cult remnants are making things noisy, so pay extra attention. And continue to gather information."

"Understood."

The general manager answered and then hesitated, as if he had something to say.

So I asked first.

"What? Do you have something to say?"

"Well... among the people working at the manor, there are some who lost their homes in this incident. So their families say it will be difficult for them to return for a while..."

"Really? Then just have them stay at the manor and give them proper work. And how many children are at the manor now?"

"About 30."

Indeed, in this era of large families, there were quite a few children at the manor.

"Hmm... That’s a lot... Since it’s a distance to the city, it’ll be hard to send them to a school. Then send someone to the city to find a scholar who can stay at the manor and teach the children."

The general manager was delighted at that.

"Understood, Manor Lord!"

"Oh, and is there anyone at the manor who knows martial arts?"

I asked this to teach martial arts to the personnel who would guard the manor.

"Yes, there is. His name is Jang Howi, and he is currently the head of the manor’s guard. He originally worked as a mercenary, but after fleeing to Sichuan with his family during the Demonic Cult turmoil, he stayed here and started working. He’s a fairly decent person. He took care of not only his own family but also other refugees."

"Really? How proficient is he in martial arts?"

"I don’t have any knowledge of martial arts myself, so I’m not sure, but according to others, he’s about mid-level..."

"What weapon does he use?"

"A sword."

"I see. Are the garrison soldiers learning martial arts from him as well?"

"Yes, they are."

"Then, tell him I’ll raise his pay, and suggest that he also teach those who want to learn martial arts, including the children."

"Understood. I’ll suggest it."

After giving those instructions, the next day, I went out to the training ground, having heard that Jang Howi had agreed.

Having been a mercenary, he seemed to have learned a mishmash of things, but his skill level was decent, and he seemed like a good person, so I just left him to it.

We also quickly found a scholar to teach the children.

He was also one of the refugees who had come to Sichuan, and he asked to bring his family along as well, so I allowed it.

Reading his memories, he wasn’t a bad person, but he seemed to want to enter government service when his family’s situation improved, which made it a bit ambiguous.

But he wasn’t leaving right away, so I decided to hire him.

With the manor’s affairs roughly settled, I began to move.

Since the martial arts world had lost many masters due to the Demonic Cult incident, and it was awkward to mess with them, I went to the imperial palace at night using [Stealth] and began absorbing skills, primarily from the archers and spearmen among the sleeping Imperial Guards.

[[(C) Archery] skill absorbed.]

[[(D) Archery] skill absorbed.]

[[(F) Archery] skill absorbed.]

[[(D) Archery] skill absorbed.]

[[(C) Archery] skill absorbed.]

[[(D) Archery] skill absorbed.]

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[[(SSS) Archery] skill has been upgraded to [(EX) Archery].]

[[(C) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

[[(B) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

[[(F) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

[[(C) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

[[(D) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

[[(D) Spearmanship] skill absorbed.]

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[[(SSS) Spearmanship] skill has been upgraded to [(EX) Spearmanship].]

After absorbing everything, I felt a bit concerned.

’I wonder if the imperial palace will collapse at this rate?’

But I hadn’t absorbed the swordsmen, so I figured they’d manage.

And all the miscellaneous martial arts that came in were absorbed by [(EX) Divine Martial Origin Absolute Martial Art].

’Phew... finally 2000. Thank you for the meal.’

When the [Sentry Serum] ability was completed, explosive power surged through my entire body.

I definitely felt physically stronger.

’I need to pay attention to control.’

Now all that remained were staff technique, blunt weapon mastery, and hand-to-hand combat.

I thought I’d steal or train these slowly.

The martial arts world was still recovering from its wounds.

Three months later, a servant who had been gathering information in the city brought news.

The Demonic Cult remnants had attacked Mount Hua, and disciples had been killed.

It had become a major topic of discussion.

Other sects had stayed on the sidelines, watching, and only after seeing Mount Hua fall did they hurriedly gather their masters and set out to subdue the remnants.

’Now I just have to wait.’

For the time being, I planned to avoid causing trouble and focus on training or building dungeons.

Under the name ’Shintu’s Treasure Vault.’

’Hehehe, later on, when I get bored, I’ll release some treasure maps.’

Training also progressed smoothly.

I could send my clones to a deserted island in the Pacific to train, and since I already had all the knowledge of martial arts, there were no major problems.

The only disappointing part was that there weren’t many martial arts related to blunt weapons.

Fortunately, I realized that axes were included in blunt weapon mastery, so I could select and train in martial arts that used axes as their main weapon.

The dungeon project was also proceeding without issue.

I had already analyzed the composition of the luminous pearls and cold iron, so there was no major difficulty in creating the basic structure.

Moreover, I could utilize the zombie-making methods recorded in the imperial library, the formations and mechanisms of the Zhuge Family, and even the knowledge of the Medicine King.

So there was no problem in designing various traps suitable for a martial arts world setting.

I was having so much fun building the dungeons that I lost track of time, and before I knew it, ten years had passed.

Seeing this, I could tell that I was quite the villain.

I was too passionate about making others suffer.

Of course, I hadn’t only built dungeons.

I had also managed the manor, and although it wasn’t quite a sect, the Jin Manor had gained some recognition in Sichuan.

It was rewarding to have organized the somewhat crude martial arts of Jang Howi and raised the children diligently.

Because of that, Jang Howi came to be called the Martial Arts Master, and although it wasn’t exceptional, a martial arts manual unique to the Jin Manor was created.

’I just told them my name was Jin, and now my surname is Jin and my name is Jin, creating a strange situation. So am I Jin Jin?’

I hadn’t just been spending money, either.

The manor’s disciples took on escort missions for merchant caravans, gaining real combat experience and earning some money.

Because of that, there was a slight friction with the Sichuan Tang Clan, but to avoid causing problems, I acknowledged them as the premier family of Sichuan and played up their status, and it ended amicably.

’Tsk, those Sichuan Tang Clan bastards, trying to contain us as soon as we get a little active.’

This probably wasn’t just an issue with the Sichuan Tang Clan.

I imagined it would be the same anywhere.

After all, that’s just how this era was.

And since a lot of time had passed, I occasionally absorbed the skills I lacked from the Shaolin Temple.

I didn’t absorb them all at once; when a skill was stuck at SSS rank and wouldn’t upgrade to EX through training, I’d occasionally go and absorb it from one person at a time.

I made sure to be moderate so the Shaolin Temple wouldn’t collapse.

As a result, before I knew it, I had raised staff technique, blunt weapon mastery, and hand-to-hand combat to EX rank.

All the skills—swordsmanship, spearmanship, staff technique, blunt weapon mastery, and archery—were merged into [(EX) Weapon Mastery].

[(EX) Weapon Mastery]

Proficiency with all weapons is maximized, and the power of any weapon used is doubled.

’Power is doubled... Nice.’

What was interesting was that, perhaps because I had absorbed so many skills, rumors spread of a strange disease plaguing the area around the Shaolin Temple in Henan Province.

They said it was a disease that made people forget their martial arts.

I just laughed it off and paid it no attention.

But one problem arose.

As time passed, everyone else at the manor aged, but I remained unchanged.

So I had no choice but to create a clone as a son and use [Transformation] to slightly age my appearance each year.

Naturally, the son was young, and I had to pretend he had come from the Western Regions where I had lived.

Then one day, I heard that the Mount Hua Sect was selling off its accumulated assets.

It seemed Mount Hua was in great difficulty, just as in the original.

Moreover, there were rumors that the Haenan Sect would replace the weakened Mount Hua in the Nine Great Sects, and Mount Hua couldn’t even offer a rebuttal.

It was certainly following the original, but I had no intention of helping yet.

’I shouldn’t help until Yui-seol is born.’

I felt like I could hear Cheongmyeong cursing, but I just ignored it.

And the scholar who had been teaching the children eventually failed the state exams and returned, continuing to teach.

Because of that, there was no need to find a new scholar.

I heard it was because he lacked "connections."

’He’s a talented friend, but unfortunately... it’s a country of connections, after all.’

Now, twenty years had passed since I came here, and I had completed all the dungeons and made the treasure maps.

Having worked so hard, I was tempted to release the treasure maps into the martial arts world right away, but I had to hold back.

If I released them now, a bloodbath would ensue, and I didn’t know what negative effects it might have on the original story.

With all my work done, I decided to return to the Western Regions, and my son would take over the manor.

I was getting tired of pretending to age.

The manor was in an uproar at this news, and the general manager, who had been with me for so long, wept bitterly.

"Take good care of my son."

"Understood, Manor Lord. I don’t know how long I have left, but I will do my best to serve him."

After pretending to leave, I withdrew my clone and began managing the manor again in a youthful form.

It was troublesome, but I couldn’t risk arousing suspicion, so it was an unavoidable choice.

In the meantime, the manor had gained quite a few disciples.

The children who had originally trained under the Martial Arts Master had married and had children who became disciples themselves.

As a result, the hierarchy had also been divided.

So I had to build a new training ground.

We also participated in martial arts tournaments hosted by the righteous sects, but we didn’t achieve particularly good results.

However, through those tournaments, the disciples gained experience and improved somewhat.

I had no intention of teaching them powerful martial arts or personally guiding their training to make them strong.

I wanted to maintain the manor’s current state so it wouldn’t attract the martial arts world’s attention.

That didn’t mean I wanted to stifle their growth, either.

So I provided some support, such as funding for tournament participation and affordable elixirs.

After all, it wouldn’t feel good if they went somewhere and got beaten by nobodies.

Relations with neighboring families and sects weren’t bad either.

It seemed we were on speaking terms when we ran into each other.

This was probably due to the influence of the tournaments and the fact that some disciples had fallen in love and married.