A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation Chapter 851 Chapter 848: Side Story - Employment Heavenly Lord (1)

Chapter 851 Chapter 848: Side Story - Employment Heavenly Lord (1)

An Immortal Art serves as a hidden technique that reshapes the world via one's personality and determination.

Thus, gods and Governing Immortals who embody Immortal Arts and hone themselves into mantra-like existences possess personalities that essentially form a singular law and Immortal Art in their own right.

For particularly mighty Governing Immortals or those with vast years of accumulation, the notion of a divided soul fades away entirely, leaving split souls perpetually linked like fingers or limbs to the core body.

Yet precisely because of this linkage, when the primary form grows occupied, these split souls—akin to the body's distant parts—begin showing minor distortions in their temperament.

To Governing Immortals, who consist of layered Immortal Arts, it signifies that the power and intent fueling those Immortal Arts shift according to varying priorities.

At this moment, as Crystal King Star Genesis Supreme Deity Seo Eun-hyun's central form in Mount Sumeru meticulously crafts fate and bonds to ensure no innocents suffer from divine actions, while also forging causality to guarantee repayment should any innocents face harm within those fates...

With Seo Eun-hyun's primary focus and will intensely directed toward his main body amid such demands, a tiny imperfection inevitably emerges in the split soul stationed on Earth.

***

'One iced Americano ready.'

'Yes, thanks.'

Seo Eun-hyun grabs the Americano with somewhat dazed eyes and makes for the café's exit.

Lately, due to his main body's upheavals elsewhere, the Earth-based split form of Seo Eun-hyun finds himself in an unavoidably hazy condition.

Moreover, Ji Hwa, inhabiting Oh Hye-seo's form, has departed the firm, and Kang Min-hee recently resigned to pursue graduate studies, turning all-night shifts into Seo Eun-hyun's grim routine.

Consequently, Seo Eun-hyun's mindset has deteriorated sharply of late.

'Ugh... coffee once more. Always coffee. When does normal life return?'

By Mount Sumeru measures, this qualifies as utterly mundane existence, rendering Seo Eun-hyun's grumbles a form of contented whining.

Aware of that truth, genuine fury eludes him, yet petty frustrations steadily build within the split form.

'I crave a release. Take a vacation day? But one day's break barely helps. I'd just compensate with extra toil later. Ah... maybe quit the job and unwind in some serene spot.'

Lost in such thoughts, Seo Eun-hyun drifts out of the café clutching his coffee.

Right then,

Clunk—

Suddenly, Seo Eun-hyun notices the door refuses to yield.

'Why won't it open?'

He shoves the door repeatedly, yet it remains steadfast.

Then, the 'PULL' sign draws his gaze, only fueling Seo Eun-hyun's rising ire.

'Pull? Absurd... a massive chain café displays such an offensive label as 'PULL'. Can any Korean stomach this!?')

In this instant, with trivial stresses already mounting in the split form and awareness skewed toward the main body, exposing a temperament glitch...

Seo Eun-hyun, channeling full might, erupts over the 'PULL' outrage and clenches fiercely.

'For a Korean, pulling isn't an option. Stand aside. I am Korea's own son!'

To any true Korean son, 'PUSH' stands as the sole path.

Seo Eun-hyun infuses subtle energy into the door.

Simultaneously, delicate sword energy surges toward the café's entry door, grinding the internal doorstop that blocks outward pushes until it yields.

This represents elite technique execution; even a disciple like Lee Seo-ah, versed in Crystal Glass to Treading Sea, would gasp in awe.

'O entrance door! Embrace 'PUSH'!'

Kwaduduk!

Accompanied by a faint crunch, the doorstop severs completely, allowing Seo Eun-hyun to thrust through the 'PULL'-marked portal.

Seo Eun-hyun casts a satisfied glance rearward before sipping his coffee.

'Now, others can exit by pushing freely, ignoring that vile 'PULL' word.'

True to his words, all patrons depart effortlessly via push.

Executed in a flash, no one suspects foul play; merely the café proprietor eyes the door oddly, murmuring, 'Uh... why does it push now?'

Seo Eun-hyun pivots toward the office, sipping anew.

'Eventually, the door reverts to PULL. A new doorstop will form. No matter.'

'I'll restore it to PUSH once more.'

Human resolve endures unbroken.

The human spirit never fades.

No force halts a proud Korean son from pushing doors ajar.

And...

Seo Eun-hyun's overtime stretches endlessly too.

'Hah... damn...'

Having squandered energy on frivolity, fatigue washes over Seo Eun-hyun; eyes weary, he plods office-ward.

***

'I can head home...'

That evening proves merciful—not an all-nighter, just standard overtime.

In the underground garage, Seo Eun-hyun slumps against his cherished used Sonata, murmuring blankly.

'But does homecoming matter? Tomorrow likely demands an all-nighter. Better crash at the office or nearby sauna...? Ah, ages since glimpsing Yeon's face...? Ah... yet with main body beside her, it hardly counts...'

Sighing deeply, Seo Eun-hyun unlocks the car door with vacant stare.

Far too long without beholding Kim Yeon.

From the main body's view, proximity remains constant, posing no issue; however, for this split form, Kim Yeon's shift to civil servant post-exam success has misaligned schedules, blocking meetings.

'I wish to vanish...'

That's the moment.

Thud!

A sharp blow lands on Seo Eun-hyun's head's rear, paired with a sly, lascivious chuckle.

'I'll fulfill that desire.'

'Ueok!'

Before blackout, Seo Eun-hyun glimpses a silver-haired figure slyly taping him with green adhesive.

October 28th.

Autumn's chill tail end.

Deep night in SJD's basement lot: silver-haired oddity seizes, bundles, and abducts Seo Eun-hyun.

***

Awake, Seo Eun-hyun beholds a known ceiling.

'Mm, this place...?'

Languor and frailty grip him oddly.

Struggling upward, his arm lifts his now-tiny hand into view.

'Ah, awake already, Eun-hyun.'

As awareness sharpens, the door swings open to reveal Ji Hwa, toweling her damp hair.

Evidently fresh from bathing.

'No, what's going on here?'

'What do you mean? You've dodged me—and even Kim Yeon—under overtime pretexts lately. Kim Yeon shrugs it off, glued to your main body, but me? Main body crammed on this speck of Earth land, barely breathing—don't I deserve makeup time!?'

'It's scarcely three weeks apart.'

Seo Eun-hyun nearly retorts, 'Can't a grand divinity endure three weeks?' but Ji Hwa's fierce glare prompts silence.

'Have you lost your mind? Abandoning me to solo sleeps for three weeks without a twinge of guilt?'

'But Ji Hwa... you appeared thrilled with Earth life... And Mount Sumeru with main bodies offers togetherness, yet you declined...'

'What!? Nonsense. Main body to Sumeru means labor!'

'...'

'As Radiance Eight Immortal, I toiled endlessly in life—now, work's obsolete.'

Proudly declaring, Ji Hwa eyes Seo Eun-hyun and presses on.

'Regardless, you require respite. Excess harms all, and what's so captivating about mortal toil that you cling so? Ditch such firms; you'd thrive lavishly still.'

'No... Earth ties persist... Social eyes watch.'

'Then mimic Kim Yeon's split: go civil servant.'

'Civil service ill-suits me...'

'Tsk, endless excuses—that's why I snatched you. Henceforth, six months: work banned!'

'What of my networks then?'

'Illusion on puppet dispatched as proxy. None but Kim Yeon detects the ruse.'

'Uh, er...'

Flustered briefly, Seo Eun-hyun opens to protest, yet reflection reveals appeal.

'Mm... fine, whatever. Why revert my form to childlike youth?'

'Pondered deeply. Sumeru main body's focus leaves your personality flawed now. Plus overtime stirs baleful energies.'

'Personality flaw? I'm fine.'

'Does a sane man demolish café doors midday?'

'Demolish? How endures a proud Korean son 'PULL'...? Wait, daytime antics known how? Earth consciousness realms restricted by pact...'

'Disguised, shadowed you covertly—no issue.'

'...'

'Trifles aside. Personality defect manifests. Main body's laboring; thus split form must revel. Dual work-madness ill-advises. Counsel from ex-Radiance Eight Immortal, world-ruler once: let split soul indulge freely.'

'Uh...'

Seo Eun-hyun nods, half-persuaded.

'So kidnapping into kid-form: purpose?'

'Obvious: adult shell invites scrutiny, blocking childlike joy. Revert to youth, frolic, recharge.'

'Yet consciousness stays mature—pointless no?'

'Ehehe, fret not. Connection parrot you: forging bonds thrills most?'

'Connection parrot...?'

'Gal! Devised ideal play for your type.'

'...What?'

Ominous vibe rising, Seo Eun-hyun attempts rise; Ji Hwa pins shoulder, unveils nearby item.

'Th-That's...'

'Precisely.'

Child-sized uniform.

Nay, kindergarten garb proper.

'English kindergarten awaits. With 'noona,' forge cute new bonds, abandon mind and logic. Revel happily.'

'Hold, Ji Hwa. Kindergarten? Absurdity. My age bars it—no, crucially, funds? English kindergartens cost fortunes now!?.'

'Ehehe, relax. Kindergarten pricey how? Loot-hoard yields ample savings—coin's no barrier.'

Ji Hwa pounces gleefully on Seo Eun-hyun, lips smacked, dressing him in kindergarten attire.

'At last, witnessing you thus... no, beholding you shed burdens for rest. Noona delights!'

'What said!? Why drool!?'

'Sluuurp... Breakfast skipped maybe. Irrelevant. Yield, don garb tamely.'

Thereafter, Ji Hwa repeatedly redresses protesting Seo Eun-hyun.

***

Bo-ooong—

Next morn onward, kindergarten shuttle—Ji Hwa-enrolled—ferries Seo Eun-hyun to classes.

Recalling all-night vigil of his adorableness, Ji Hwa joyfully farewells from home threshold.

Through bus window, blank-faced Seo Eun-hyun glares at Ji Hwa; she beams waves.

Moments post-bus departure afar, anomaly dawns on Ji Hwa.

'Heok...!'

Reality crashes: her deed's folly.

'Wait, sending Seo Eun-hyun solo to kindergarten severs our time!!'

Overlooked amid dressing fixation, this nightmare topples Ji Hwa; she wails on-site.

'Kuaaaagh! Nooo! Impossible!'

Urgent reversal demanded.