The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 127

"What do you mean? Grand Master?! Did I hear you correctly?"

At the dinner table where the direct descendants of the Nangong family had gathered.

The place was thrown into a crucible of shock by the words that the head of the Nangong family, Nangong Cheon-jin, had just uttered.

"Yes. You heard correctly. The direct descendants of our Nangong family have decided to serve him... ahem. That child as our Grand Master."

Nangong Cheon-jin's two sons, the Sword Dragon Nangong Mu-jin and the Azure Sky One Sword Nangong Ryu-jin, couldn't believe those words even after hearing that they had heard them correctly from their father.

"I... cannot understand. Didn't you say that the Taoist named Unhwi is a young Taoist who has not even reached the age of majority?"

"I heard that he is a newcomer who has not even properly entered the martial world. How can such a child become the Grand Master of our Nangong family?"

"Not the Grand Master of the Nangong family, but the Grand Master of the direct descendants of our Nangong family. You must distinguish that."

"No, isn't that the same thing!"

The second son, Nangong Ryu-jin, unknowingly snapped at his father and then, as if he was surprised himself, he glanced at Nangong Cheon-jin's face.

The Sword King, Nangong Cheon-jin, glared at his second son for a moment... and then he let out a deep sigh and said nothing.

In fact, he thought that it was not something that could be easily accepted.

"Your grandfather has already agreed to this. He said he is also willing to follow that child as the Grand Master."

"G-Grandfather?!"

"No way...!"

Their faces were even more astonished than before.

Who on earth was their grandfather, Nangong Sang-hyeon? He was a person who was always mentioned within the top five when picking the number one under heaven, and he was a hero who had crushed all the Unorthodox Faction, Green Forest bandits, and water bandits in Anhui Province.

To think that even such a Nangong Sang-hyeon had agreed to this absurd statement.

It was to the point where they couldn't even tell if this situation was reality or a dream.

"Yu-hwa. You have a mouth too, so say something. Are you okay with this?"

"I... will follow my father's words."

"Yu-hwa!"

"My eye for people is humble... but I can't doubt my grandfather's eyes, can I? My grandfather already regarded him as special. The words of serving him as the Grand Master are surprising and unfamiliar, but... I don't think the two of you have made a foolish choice."

She said so in a calm but firm voice.

Her two older brothers looked at her with a frustrated expression, but they couldn't say anything to their younger sister who said she would follow their father's words well in front of Nangong Cheon-jin, so they just swallowed the words they wanted to say.

"Mu-jin, Ryu-jin, listen."

At that time, Nangong Cheon-jin's wife and the brothers' mother, Baek Mi-ryeo, who had not said a word until now, opened her mouth.

When she opened her mouth, the brothers who were full of complaints shut their mouths and focused on her.

Although she was from a family called the Baek family, which was not a very large family, she was so virtuous and wise that she had become the mistress of the Nangong family, so her words had power.

"In fact, I couldn't believe that choice at first either. But, after hearing the inside story, I was rather impressed by your father's choice to make such a decision. I also thought that I had married well."

"M-Mother..."

"Stop talking and listen to me first. You are now opposing your father's choice just by hearing the result, without even asking the reason why he made such a choice. Isn't it not too late to complain after hearing the reason first?"

"Th... that's right. Mother."

At her firm words, both Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin ended up nodding their heads.

Because there was no part of her words that was wrong.

Nangong Cheon-jin looked at Baek Mi-ryeo with affectionate eyes and said, "Thank you. My wife."

"What's there to thank me for? My husband."

As the gaze between the two was about to get hotter, this time Nangong Ryu-jin opened his mouth.

"Father, please tell us the reason."

"Yes, please tell us."

Nangong Cheon-jin looked at Nangong Ryu-jin with a resentful gaze, and then he began to tell the story he had with Unhwi.

The story that Unhwi had created a Dynamic Qigong, and that that Dynamic Qigong could solve the curse of a short life that had been passed down to the direct descendants of the Nangong family.

And, the story that that Dynamic Qigong had already been verified by Nangong Sang-hyeon and that he was already training his body with it.

"Heo... how could such a thing."

"Are you saying that grandfather is already learning it?"

Nangong Mu-jin and Ryu-jin couldn't easily believe even the words they had just heard.

To think that such a young Taoist had already created a martial art, and that it was the clue to breaking the curse of the Nangong family.

In fact, they were about to argue that it hadn't been properly investigated, but that didn't make sense either.

Because to doubt that would be the same as doubting their grandfather's ability.

"Tsk. To think that you still haven't dispelled your doubts even after I've said this much."

He let out a deep sigh.

In fact, it wasn't that he hadn't foreseen this.

'Taoist Master Unhwi... how does he know more accurately than me how my sons will react?'

To be more precise, Unhwi had already predicted that his sons would react like this.

He had met Unhwi for a moment before dinner.

Because Unhwi had come to see him to thank him for moving his lodgings.

He had told Unhwi that he would talk to his family at dinner tonight, and Unhwi had said this.

'In my opinion, your two sons will try not to acknowledge me as the Grand Master until the end. But don't get too angry. In fact, it's normal not to be able to accept it at once.'

And his one added word.

'If you can't persuade them until the end... please let me meet them first. We were supposed to meet at the training ground after dinner tonight anyway, right?'

At Unhwi's words, he had said he understood and had returned for dinner... and the reaction was surprisingly exactly as Unhwi had said.

So he said this, as if to dismiss their complaints, "Stop talking now. I have no intention of arguing anymore. Just meet him first. We've decided to meet Unhwi at the training ground after dinner. I'll listen to the next story after you meet him."

"......"

"......"

At Nangong Cheon-jin's order to be silent, Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin shut their mouths and started eating.

Although they didn't say it out loud, they couldn't hide their expressions full of dissatisfaction.

Looking at that expression, Nangong Cheon-jin thought to himself.

'Did I raise them too leniently? Hoo... it wasn't like this in my time.'

Looking at his sons, he felt anew that he had aged a lot.

***

After finishing dinner, I made a suitable excuse to my senior brothers and the Zhuge family siblings and left the lodgings, and moved my steps towards the pavilion where the direct descendants lived.

Now, when I say I'm going out to do something, my senior brothers don't even ask why I'm going out or what I'm going to do.

They just pass it off, thinking that I'm up to something, that I'm doing something again.

Although this situation is funny, it is also very comfortable. Because it also means that they trust me that much.

"Taoist Master Unhwi, I heard you were coming. You may enter."

The path leading to the direct descendants' residence.

A martial artist of the Nangong family, who looked incredibly strong at a glance, saw me and smiled, clearing the way.

I was about to just pass by, but I became curious and asked him, "How did you know I was Unhwi?"

"The head of the family said that a young Taoist master would be coming around this time. And he also said that he is a guest of honor of our Nangong family, so we should be polite."

"Ah... I see."

I felt awkward receiving this kind of treatment, so I bowed my head to him in thanks and then scurried inside.

And when I arrived at the inner garden of the Nangong family, I couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

"Wow... how many ponds are there here?"

In the inner garden, there were not only beautiful flowers and trees, but also a pond of a modest size.

The sight of it in harmony with the moonlight is so beautiful that I don't know if this is the human world or the world of the immortals.

Of course, it didn't just come to me as a purely beautiful feeling.

"How much money do you have to have to be able to decorate it like this? As expected of the Nangong family. It's amazing."

It looks like it's been plastered with money.

And I am the Grand Master of the direct descendants of the Nangong family, who can create and maintain such a beautiful manor.

For some reason, a corner of my heart feels like it's swelling up.

"It must be over there."

As I hummed and looked around, I saw a place that looked like 'I'm a training ground' at a glance, so I approached it.

Then I saw a few people in the distance.

When I focused my eyesight, there were three familiar faces.

'Nangong Mu-jin, Nangong Ryu-jin, Nangong Yu-hwa.'

The three children of the Sword King, Nangong Cheon-jin, were at the training ground.

It seems they are waiting for me. I quickened my steps towards them.

And when I was almost at the training ground, I heard them talking.

"Older brother. No matter how much I think about it, this is ridiculous. Father and grandfather must have been possessed by something!"

"Ryu-jin! Be careful with your words. If father had heard, you would have been severely punished. I'm not saying I acknowledge father's decision, but it's not too late to judge after meeting that Taoist named Unhwi."

The two brothers were talking about me.

Looking at the situation, it seems that Nangong Cheon-jin hasn't come out yet, and only his children have come out and are waiting for me and Nangong Cheon-jin, and they are talking like that because they think no one is listening.

'Look at these guys?'

I wanted to hear how far they would talk, so I completely suppressed my presence and hid in the shade of a tree.

"What are you going to do when you meet him? Just because you meet him doesn't mean that child will suddenly become older, his fame will become higher, or his martial arts will become stronger, does it? I think this is a waste of time."

"No, it's not a waste of time."

"Older brother?"

"I'm not saying I'll accept father's words as they are. But, can't we confirm whether he is really qualified to be our Grand Master or not?"

"Confirm? By what method?"

Nangong Mu-jin, instead of answering, lifted the sword in his hand and showed it to Nangong Ryu-jin.

It is a tremendous treasured sword that is covetable at a glance.

'Hoo. You want to have a match with me with that sword?'

If they come out like that, it's more convenient for me.

Nangong Mu-jin is a person called the Sword Dragon of his generation.

The word Sword Dragon is a title given to the person who uses the sword the best among the rising stars who participated in the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly.

So, if I face him, I will be able to know for sure what my current skill level is among the rising stars.

"Ahem."

I cleared my throat and approached them.

They, who were happily talking behind my back, were startled and shut their mouths.

I greeted them with a very polite and courteous fist-and-palm salute.

"Hello. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Unhwi of the Wudang Sect. It's nice to see you again, Miss Yu-hwa."

"Yes. It's nice to meet you. Taoist Master Unhwi."

However, the only person who returned my greeting was Nangong Yu-hwa.

I was about to get very angry, but I forced a smile and continued to hold my fist-and-palm salute until Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin returned my greeting.

Then, as if they had finally grasped the atmosphere, they faced me and returned the fist-and-palm salute.

"I am Nangong Mu-jin of the Nangong family."

"I am Nangong Ryu-jin."

A strangely aggressive tone.

I can roughly see what's going on.

They don't want to acknowledge me as the Grand Master.

Their age is now in their mid-twenties. It is an age when their blood is boiling.

'But, Nangong Cheon-jin... it seems he didn't educate his children well.'

Nangong Cheon-jin was a man who was a model of an orthodox martial artist, but the state of these two is not to my liking.

Although it is said that there are no cowardly sons under a tiger father, if they are not educated like this.

"You said you were Taoist Master Unhwi? What on earth did you do to my father and grandfather?"

"What do you mean, what did I do?"

"Grand Master. I just can't understand what that means."

"It seems the head of the family didn't explain it properly. The Dynamic Qigong I have..."

"I know that. But what on earth... does that even make sense? What on earth is Taoist Master Unhwi's identity?"

Nangong Ryu-jin cut me off and asked that.

As I barely suppressed the anger that was welling up in me, I mulled over his question again.

"Identity? My identity..."

I said as if to myself, and then a word suddenly came to mind.

It's been a long time since I've taken it out, but the word that makes me smile just thinking about it.

"Perhaps my real identity is... an etiquette teacher?"

(End of Chapter)