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Chapter 235: Corey Park

Location- Sky Blossom City, Guild Association Mall staff housing, Building No. 29, 4th floor, Room no.401

Informing her grandfather that she would not be having breakfast as she is about to break through, Corey headed to her room for closed-door cultivation.

Sitting in the lotus position Corey began to meditate and initiated her breakthrough to the Card Soldier realm from the Card Scholar realm. Feeling her soul Corey began to exercise her active soul control percentage and synchronise it with her breathing to enter a state of deep immersion which would help her breakthrough without much difficulty.

Being a talent it did not take Corey long to break through and ascend to the Card Soldier realm without a problem. Undergoing ascension Corey focused on the change in her active soul control and the soul energy rushing in her body.

Stabilising her realm Corey summoned her grimoire to check her updated stats. Then she turned her attention to her origin card which was glowing indicating that it has also been upgraded recently. Corey was surprised as she thought her origin card had reached its peak, but the glow on it told her that she was wrong. Then Corey checked for the new card info of her origin card Relife,

[Card Name: Relife

Card Type: Origin Card

Card Rank: Unique grade

Card Rating: nil

Card Durability: nil

Card Effect: Host gains the memories and inheritance of past lives if any.

8th reincarnation Inheritance

7th reincarnation Inheritance ]

[New memories discovered, will the host choose to watch them? Yes/No ]

Reading the updated card info and seeing the notification shown on her grimoire by her origin card Corey was shocked, ‘What 8th reincarnation? What 7th reincarnation? How many reincarnations have I been through? Wasn’t it just memories what does the card mean by inheritance? Should I watch the new memories?

Remembering her last experience with the origin card Corey hesitated but her curiosity got the best of her leading to her choice,

[Yes]

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Date- 14 Jan 1877

Time- 19:30

Location- Earth, South Korea, North Gyeongsang Province, Taegu Village

“Village chief it is up to you and the villagers to decide I am just pointing you the way to please the enraged Dokkaebi[1]. The method I have told you may be very cruel but our situation is also dire. If we let the situation prolong any longer then the end outcome will be disastrous.

The creeks and wells are dry, the forest surrounding the village was burnt down. This time thankfully it did not spread to the fields but can you guarantee the same next time.

The Forest Fire, The Drought, are just the beginning. Next comes The Plague and The Famine. The angrier Dokkaebi gets more disasters will fall on this village.

I may sound alarming but the Dokkaebi has already gotten the taste of the human blood and flesh by massacring the Pak family who provoked its wrath. If we do not quench its anger soon who knows what will happen by next full moon.” Explained a 70’s something old shaman dawned in the Korean signature traditional Shaman costume white Regalia Hanbok.

“Dokkaebi? Aren’t they supposed to be harmless and naughty spirits?” Asked as the middle age Village chief wearing white cotton Yangban.

“They are harmless spirits but they also possess extraordinary powers and abilities that they use to interact with nature. Making them the scariest and dangerous spirits when they are angry. I do not know what the Pak family did to anger the Dokkaeki but they paid their life as the price but left an Interest for the Village to pay.” The Old Shaman also believed the Dokkaeki are harmless spirits but blames the Pak family for the wrath of the Dokkaeki.

“Have you dealt with Dokkaeki before?” Seeing that the shaman seems to know a lot about the Dokkaeki the Village Cheif could not help but ask if the Shaman had dealt with Dokkaeki before today.

“Since things have reached this point it seems redundant to keep the truth from you and the villagers. To be honest the land on which this Village is built belongs to the Dokkaeki. 45 years ago your father and I along with other founding villagers choose to build this village here for its luscious vegetation. Only after settling down and building the village did we know that this land belongs to a Dokkaeki.

We had used all our money and resources to build this Village and did not have the option to resettle but also did not pose the strength to face the angry Dokkaeki whose land we occupied unknowingly.

Seeing no other way all of us the founding members of the village decide to perform the ritual I suggested to you earlier. Thanks to that we were able to live peacefully with abundant resources, food and water. If only the Pak family had heeded my words the peace would have continued for another generation or so.” The Shaman seeing the situation take a dire turn decided to reveal the dark history of the village to persuade the villagers and the village chief into performing the ritual before it is too late.

“I remember my father telling me stories of the sleeping Dokkaeki deep in the forest. All this year’s I laughed it off as a children’s story but to think it was all real.

But the ritual you are suggesting is too cruel, our village is small and all of the people in the village have grown up like brothers and sisters. How can we sacrifice one of our daughters who grew up in front of our eyes as the Virgin bride to please Dokkaeki’s anger.” The Village Chief agreed with the Shaman but was hesitant about the ritual because all the people in the village though not blood-related were closer than blood-related brothers and sisters.

“Village Chief, I know what you’re saying? I was the one who married you all and some of your parents too, remember. All the villagers are also like my children and grandchildren.

But I never suggest that the virgin sacrifice should be one of us villagers.” The Shaman knew how the village chief felt about the villagers as he too felt the same as he watched them all grow in front of his eyes and participated in all their happy and sad events.

“Senior what are you getting at? Except for the villagers, there is nobody else living in this area for about 20 miles radius surrounding the village.” The Village Chief did not understand what the Shaman was hinting at but he thought it was better than sacrificing a villager.

“Village Chief you seem to be forgetting someone, the wounded Hunter and his half breed daughter.” Yelled a villager from the crowd of villagers who were quietly hearing the discussion between the Chief and the Shaman.

Hearing the Villager the Village Chief’s expression became complicated but soon eased as he washed the guilt he was feeling by reasoning that the ritual was for the greater good.

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