The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 100

I really didn't think that Zhuge Yun would be this kind of person.

And now, the words and actions of the Zhuge family people are starting to come back to me.

'No, you said they had a banquet on his birthday, right? Ah, wait. It wasn't Zhuge Yun who took the lead in opening the banquet...'

That too was probably a banquet hosted by the head of the Zhuge family to somehow bring him, who doesn't come out of his room, out among people.

The reason the servants were reluctant to talk about him was not because he had an arrogant personality.

It seems that if they started talking about him, they would eventually have to say something bad, and they didn't want to badmouth the young master of the family to us, who were outsiders.

And finally, what the head of the Zhuge family said.

'Since he's the only son for three generations, I spoiled him, so he has no manners and doesn't know etiquette...'

Although you could just think of him as an arrogant guy, if you think about it now, those actions are also actions that can be said to be lacking in etiquette.

"Yun-ah, say hello. These are the people who have come from Wudang. Since you are eighteen this year, they are all your peers."

"Ah, hello."

He couldn't even look this way properly and just quickly greeted me with his eyes downcast.

The head of the Zhuge family looked at him with a displeased look, and then immediately declared the start of the banquet.

"Well, since everyone is here, let's start with the meal. I've prepared it with special care today, so I hope everyone enjoys eating and drinking."

"Yes, Family Head!"

The martial artists of the Zhuge family answered loudly, and the banquet began immediately.

My senior brothers and I forgot about Zhuge Yun and Zhuge Ling for a moment and began to inhale the food frantically.

As I was eating frantically, I suddenly looked to the side...

Even tears were welling up in the eyes of our senior brothers, who would be embarrassing no matter where you put them.

As if this was the first time they had eaten such delicious food, they forgot all about etiquette and everything else and were diligently devouring the food, and there was no dignity to be found in their appearance.

If they just changed their clothes, they would be believable enough to be called disciples of the Beggars' Sect, not disciples of the Wudang Sect.

"Ahem."

When I cleared my throat at my senior brothers, they finally came to their senses and glanced at me and the martial artists of the Zhuge family.

At that sight, the head of the Zhuge family burst out laughing and said, "There's no need to be self-conscious. I'm happy that you're eating the food we prepared so well. Wife, isn't that right?"

"I feel the same way. In fact, I was very worried that it wouldn't suit the tastes of the Taoist masters, but it was a groundless fear."

"A man should eat that much, shouldn't he? Looking at your bodies, I can feel how hard you have trained. Surely, eating is also an important part of training. Isn't that right?"

I immediately nodded my head and agreed with his words.

"That's right. Although I am a disciple of the Wudang Sect, I think that the strength of the body is as important as internal energy or technique. I think that proper eating is as important as training."

"I see. So that's why you have such strong and good bodies. What do you think, Yun?"

The question of the head of the Zhuge family was directed at Zhuge Yun.

He had placed a few pieces of grass smaller than his palm on his plate and was pecking at them with his chopsticks, and then he was startled and answered, "Y-Yes, Father."

"What do you mean, yes?"

"I think so too."

"You think so, and you eat like that? You don't even come out to eat often..."

His voice was full of worry.

Well, now that I see it, it seems that the head of the Zhuge family has only one son and one daughter, and since his son is like that, he can't help but worry.

At least Zhuge Ling, who would have caused him worry because she couldn't learn martial arts, has started to learn martial arts, so he must have been relieved a little.

"Hey. Taoist Master Unhwi."

"Yes, Family Head."

"I'm very worried about this child. He doesn't eat well, and he doesn't train. And he doesn't study formations or mechanisms diligently, nor does he study military strategy."

The Zhuge family has not only lived as martial artists since ancient times, but has also advanced a lot as strategists based on their outstanding military strategy.

But Zhuge Yun seemed to have no interest in any of that.

"As a fellow late-stage martial artist of the same age, what do you think?"

I rolled my eyes for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Because if I agree with the words of the head of the Zhuge family here, it's the same as badmouthing his son, and if I answer no, it's the same as ignoring his words.

"Um... so, apart from what the family head said earlier, isn't there a separate field that Young Master Zhuge Yun is interested in? It doesn't have to be training the body or something like that, but finding out what he likes and is good at first..."

For now, I just moved my mouth as the words came out.

But at the words I had thrown lightly, Zhuge Yun, who had been bowing his head deeply and looking down until now, raised his head for the first time and looked at me.

"Of course, I can say it easily because I'm a martial arts beginner who doesn't know anything. Haha."

"No... your words might be right..."

Although I was trying to just brush it off, the expression of the head of the Zhuge family became quite serious.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Zhuge Yun.

Since Zhuge Yun was looking at me, he had his head up.

The father and son made eye contact for the first time since the banquet began.

"Yun-ah. It's been a long time since we've faced each other like this, so how about we have a heart-to-heart conversation? I knew that you were always cooped up in your room doing something. What on earth are you doing?"

"Father..."

Zhuge Yun couldn't answer easily.

His trembling pupils seem to represent his anxious heart.

An awkward silence flowed between the two for a very short time, and not long after, someone broke the silence and said, "My lord. That's enough for today. It's a good banquet."

"Wife..."

"Didn't you know for a long time that Yun was doing something? And when we talked last time, you clearly said that you would wait for Yun to talk first."

"Well... that's right. I did."

"So rather than saying that in this place, how about we enjoy this pleasant atmosphere for now and talk again later?"

Hwangbo Jeong-hwa said in a very calm, but powerful voice.

The head of the Zhuge family nodded his head as if he agreed with her words.

Looking at that, I had a thought that she was a woman who was well-suited to be the mistress of a great family like the Zhuge family.

Even setting aside his fame as a martial artist, the Flying Eagle Fan, Zhuge Myeong-hyeon, is the head of the Zhuge family, one of the five great families.

He is not a person who can be easily swayed by someone, but since he listens to his wife's words so well, it was a scene that showed well how much Zhuge Myeong-hyeon trusts his wife.

"Yes. I have unnecessarily made the atmosphere of the banquet heavy. I'm sorry. I hope you will forget what I said just now and enjoy yourselves."

As he had said, he drank and ate and talked incessantly.

It's the same for me and my senior brothers. Of course, we can't drink, but we laughed and talked together and enjoyed the banquet.

There are only two people in this banquet hall who can't laugh and talk.

One is Zhuge Yun, who is looking at the ground just like when he first came to the banquet hall.

And the other one is Zhuge Ling, who has been glancing at me from time to time and then quickly turning her head away when I look at her.

I felt like she was asking me to talk to her, so I asked her in a low voice, "Is your martial arts training going well?"

"Ah... yes. Thanks to you, I'm learning well."

"Really? Are there any difficulties?"

"There's nothing particularly difficult yet. However, when I gain enlightenment, it's often difficult to move my body to follow it."

"Training that moves the body is originally the most difficult."

I barely held back a laugh at Zhuge Ling's nonchalant answer.

Most martial artists who learn martial arts usually say the opposite.

That training the body is a matter of working hard, so you can just do it if you put your mind to it, but you have no idea when enlightenment will come.

But Zhuge Ling, on the contrary, says that she has already accumulated enlightenment about martial arts first, and then she trains her body later to match that enlightenment.

The training method that Zhuge Ling is doing is actually the way I am training now.

But the big difference is that I have already done all the big and small enlightenments in my past life, so I am making my body and internal energy to match the level of that enlightenment, and Zhuge Ling is gaining enlightenment in real time.

'This... if this goes on, I might get caught up.'

For some reason, when I look at Zhuge Ling, I feel a chill down my spine.

After being reborn as Unhwi of the Wudang Sect, I have never once thought that I might fall behind someone in terms of growth speed, but just the existence of Zhuge Ling makes me a little nervous.

But that feeling is not bad.

No, rather, I feel really good. It's even fun.

If I also have a martial artist who is fiercely chasing after me, and a colleague to grow with, I can become strong faster and more fun.

Her talent is that special to me.

Grin—

I looked at her and gave her a bright smile with a face as if I were the nicest person in the world.

Then she suddenly turns her head away and avoids my eyes.

'What? Even if it looks like I've seen something I shouldn't have, there's no need to be so obvious about it.'

Even I think my expression just now was probably annoying, but such a violent reaction.

Feeling a little sad, I also naturally started talking to my senior brothers instead of her.

And so, the banquet gradually became more lively, and only after the moon had risen to the top of my head could my senior brothers and I return to our quarters and rest.

***

Zhuge Ling, who had returned to her bedroom after the banquet.

She held her pounding chest and let out a deep sigh.

Even if she closes her eyes, or opens them, that smile from before seems to keep coming to mind.

"Phew... this is all because of Liu Shan."

She for no reason blamed her handmaiden, Liu Shan, who wasn't even next to her.

Liu Shan had said several times that Unhwi seemed to be interested in Zhuge Ling, and thanks to that, Zhuge Ling was constantly conscious of Unhwi.

And the smile that Unhwi showed at the end made her convinced that it contained a special emotion, not just ordinary goodwill.

"Ah... I shouldn't have asked him to go with me to the Nangong family."

She collapsed on the bed and put her hand on her forehead and said to herself.

It seems that if she continues to be conscious of Unhwi like this, it won't be a proper journey.

"Wait. Come to think of it, how was my older brother today? Can he go to the Nangong family with me..."

She got up and left her room.

The place she was heading to was Zhuge Yun's room.

Since the direct line of the Zhuge family stayed in the same building, she was able to arrive in front of Zhuge Yun's room quickly.

"Older brother, can I come in?"

"......"

Although Zhuge Ling spoke, there was no answer from inside.

But she didn't care and knocked on the door again.

"If you don't come out quickly, I'll break down the door and come in."

"......"

"Three, two, one..."

As she counted down, the door opened with a creak, and Zhuge Yun's face popped out from the crack in the door.

"Wh-What, what's wrong?"

"I want to talk to you."

"At this hour...? It seems to be the beginning of the hour of the ox."

"Isn't this time more comfortable for you than the daytime, older brother?"

"W-Well, that's true, but..."

"Then let me in. Let's talk about going to the Nangong family."

She was the only person in the Zhuge family who could enter Zhuge Yun's room.

So she was also the only person who knew what he was so engrossed in in his room and why he didn't come out of his room well.

The door of Zhuge Yun's room, which seemed like it would never open, opened, and the inside was finally visible.

There, paper was densely attached to the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling.

And, a picture was drawn on that paper. To be precise, a map was drawn.

"Were you drawing a map again? Where have you been drawing lately?"

"I-I'm drawing this area lately. It's the Xiaogan area of Hubei Province, and there's a big river that flows to Wuhan, so it's a very interesting place. I'll have to go there myself to make a more accurate map, but since I drew it while comparing various documents, it will be very similar to the real thing..."

And so, Zhuge Yun's explanation of the map continued.

From some point on, he was speaking without even stuttering.

Zhuge Ling listened to his explanation for a long time and waited.

'Sigh...'

Although she let out a deep sigh inwardly, she didn't show it on the outside.

There is only one thing that Zhuge Yun has been interested in since he was young.

The geography and roads of the Central Plains, and making a perfect map of them.