The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 131

The day after I got two slaves and one disciple.

I took my senior brothers and the Zhuge family siblings to that training ground from yesterday early in the morning.

'Let's meet here tomorrow right after breakfast. I have someone to introduce you to.'

Last night, I taught them etiquette until they begged me to stop, and for the first time in a long time, I swung the club... no, the wooden sword with great enthusiasm.

Since both Nangong Sang-hyeon and Nangong Cheon-jin were on my side, I did as I pleased without worrying about them.

As a result, they became good martial artists who knew what courtesy and etiquette were in just half a day.

"Hwi-ya. Where are we going?"

"It seems like we're going deeper into the Nangong family."

"That's right. We're going to the inner garden. I became friends with the direct descendants of the Nangong family yesterday. So I'm going to introduce you. And, we decided to train together this morning, right? Since we're doing it anyway, I thought it would be better to do it together."

Although I said it with a bright face, the faces of my senior brothers and Zhuge Yun seemed to have become a little pale.

I have no idea why. Really.

"Eh... Hwi-ya. Isn't this a training ground?"

"That's right."

"How did you find such a large and nice training ground?"

"It looks good at a glance, right? This is a training ground that only the direct descendants of the Nangong family can use."

"The direct descendants' training ground? How in such a short time...?"

Zhuge Yun looked at me with very surprised eyes and said.

It didn't seem like he was asking for an answer, but I still answered him sincerely.

"I'm originally a sociable person who gets along well with people. Didn't you know that already? When I broke into your room that day."

"Ah... I thought you were a strange person then..."

"Oh. You did? Shall we have a deep conversation about what a really strange person is?"

"Ah, no! It was a slip of the tongue!"

"Oho. Really? It was a slip of the tongue?"

Although I said it with a smile, Zhuge Yun shook his head with a serious expression and then secretly hid behind Senior Brother Uncheol.

Because his body is so small, he is naturally hidden by Senior Brother Uncheol's large frame.

Senior Brother Uncheol, as if trying to change the subject, hurriedly asked me, "Hwi-ya. Is the person you're introducing us to here by any chance a direct descendant of the Nangong family?"

"That's right. Ah! They're coming just in time. Miss! This way!"

Where I was waving my hand cheerfully, Nangong Mu-jin, Nangong Ryu-jin, and Nangong Yu-hwa were walking from a distance.

In particular, Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin were walking with a slight limp, and seeing that, the eyes of our senior brothers suddenly became wistful.

"Ah... no way."

"It can't be, right? This is the Nangong family."

"That's right. There's no way he would have done that even in the Nangong family. There must be some reason, right?"

"But that way of walking... it's exactly us on that day."

My senior brothers are breaking out in a cold sweat as if a bad memory has come to mind.

I chuckled inwardly and shouted at my slaves, "You two over there. Does it hurt that much? Does it hurt so much that you can't even walk? Shall I make it really hard to walk?"

"Ah, no!"

"We can walk perfectly fine!"

The two of them suddenly started walking normally, and they walked towards us at a much faster speed than before.

I know that they are just faking it.

When I taught them etiquette yesterday, I carefully controlled all my techniques and internal energy to the point where it would cause great pain without actually injuring them.

And that pain has already been mostly resolved overnight, or if there is any left, it would be very little.

But to walk with such a display is one of two things.

They are either deliberately showing that they were beaten by me to protest, or they have never been hit in their entire lives.

'Hmm... looking at their expressions, it doesn't seem to be the first reason.'

Fortunately, it seems that yesterday's etiquette education went well, so it seems there is no need to go into the second education today.

"Now. Let's introduce each other first. These are my senior brothers. They are the third-generation disciples of the Wudang Sect. And these two are the children of the head of the Zhuge family. This is Zhuge Yun, and this is Zhuge Ling."

This time, I pointed to the direct descendants of the Nangong family and said, "As I said a little while ago, these are the direct descendants of the Nangong family. In other words, they are the children of the head of the Nangong family. From this side, Nangong Mu-jin, Nangong Ryu-jin, and Miss Nangong Yu-hwa."

"Ah! Young Hero Sword Dragon!"

"Is it Young Hero Azure Sky One Sword?"

"And this is Miss Sword Phoenix?"

Surprisingly, my senior brothers, as if they knew them, were surprised and acknowledged them, and then introduced themselves.

Zhuge Yun, while introducing himself, seemed to compare his weak and shabby body with the strong and muscular body of Nangong Mu-jin, and then he let out a deep sigh.

After the introductions were over, I gathered everyone and said, "The reason I gathered you all here today and introduced you to each other is because from now on, we will all train together here. I have already received permission from the head of the family."

Then Nangong Ryu-jin said with a puzzled face, "Then by any chance, have these people already learned that Dynamic Qigong?"

"That's right. My senior brothers have been learning it for almost two years now, and the Zhuge family people have been learning it for about half a month."

"Ah... I see."

"That's right. So it means that our senior brothers are skilled instructors."

"Skilled... instructors?"

I let out a small laugh and said, "Now, there are five of us Taoists from Wudang, including me. And there are five people who have to learn anew. From now on, we will start one-on-one education here, one person to one person. Senior brothers. Do you understand?"

Senior Brother Unjeong said with his eyes wide open, "Uh...! Then we just have to teach them the training method we usually do?"

"That's right. There's something I always emphasize when I train, right? What is it?"

"Even if you do it once, do it properly. Muscle pain is just pain. The pain that doesn't kill me makes me stronger..."

As my senior brother spoke, his expression kept getting worse as if a bad memory kept coming to mind, and I patted his shoulder and said in a subtle voice, "You remember well. Lately, when I see you senior brothers, I think I don't have to force you anymore. So I'll promote you to instructors. Now! To the beginners of our training method over there, teach them how to train all the muscles in their bodies, and also how to get great pain."

"Teach... them?"

My senior brothers' eyes sparkle.

They have realized that it is time for their positions to change.

From the position of being subjected to the position of giving orders.

From victim to perpetrator!

"Now, now. Let's pair up quickly, one person to one person. First, Senior Brother Uncheol, please take charge of Young Hero Nangong Mu-jin here. The two of you are similar in size, and you are both the eldest, so that would be better. And Senior Brother Unjeong will take charge of Young Master Zhuge Yun, Senior Brother Unsik will take charge of Miss Yu-hwa, and Senior Brother Unmi will take charge of Miss Zhuge Ling."

"Then you... are you going to teach Young Hero Nangong Ryu-jin?"

"Yes. That's right. He's a special management target."

"Hee-ik."

Senior Brother Unsik, without any dignity, made a strange sound and was terrified, and at that reaction, a sense of anxiety suddenly appeared on Nangong Ryu-jin's face.

"Ah, no. What is it? What is this special management?"

"Aigoo. What did you do wrong to Hwi..."

"You said you were Young Hero Nangong Ryu-jin? Although it's our first meeting, this is really. My condolences... ah, no. I wish you good luck."

"I'm sure I just heard the word 'condolences'?"

"It was a mistake."

I thought the chatter would continue to get longer, so I opened my mouth to organize the situation.

"Now. Since we don't have time, please teach them the movements quickly but accurately from now on. If the correct movement doesn't come out, we'll do it again until it's correct. And senior brothers. Do you remember how I usually train you?"

Senior Brother Uncheol nodded his head and answered, "You always led by example at the very front."

"You senior brothers will do the same. You shouldn't forget that this is also an extension of training. Although it will be much more fun than doing it alone."

"Yes. I will also do my best."

Senior Brother Uncheol answered with all his heart, soul, and mind.

I smiled at him and then turned my head to Nangong Ryu-jin.

"Young Hero Ryu-jin!"

"Yes!"

"Follow me. We'll do it over there."

"I want to do it here..."

"Because we're going to do special training. Come on."

Seeing him reluctantly follow me, I shouted to everyone, "Then let's start for now. Let's work hard until lunch, and then take a little break after lunch."

"I understand!"

Leaving the senior brothers who answered in unison behind, I took Nangong Ryu-jin to a secluded place behind the pavilion.

There are few people, and there are many trees around, so it seems it will block the sound from spreading well.

It's a place I like very much.

"Excuse me, Grand Master. Why did you bring me here?"

"Ah. In my opinion, one day of etiquette injection yesterday is not enough for you."

"Heok!"

He had a face as if he had seen a ghost, and then he hurriedly came right in front of me, grabbed my hands, and said in a desperate voice, "No! I really learned what etiquette is yesterday. I don't need any more education."

"No? I know guys like you well. You're the kind of guy who acts like you'll give me your liver and gallbladder right now, but when your face is far away, your heart will also be far away."

"Is that the right way to use that saying in this situation?"

"See? Even in a situation like this, you're just picking on my words. This, this is very lacking in etiquette."

"No! It's my mouth, my mouth is the problem. I'm sorry. Grand Master!"

At his very desperate voice, I almost weakened a little, but I forced myself to pull myself together.

This is for the martial world.

Because if Nangong Ryu-jin is released into the martial world as he is, the martial world will surely be embroiled in another scandal because of his reckless nature.

Therefore, at least for one woman, and for that woman's father, I thought it was best to educate this guy when I could.

This is really, absolutely not just to tame Nangong Ryu-jin.

And it is even less of a retaliation for Nangong Ryu-jin actively confronting me yesterday. Really.

***

"My lord. We are now only half a day's journey away from Hefei. Are you really... really going to face Nangong Sang-hyeon? Your body has not fully recovered yet, has it?"

A small village not far from Hefei.

Yeom-jong looked at his lord, the leader of the Changjiang Water Fortress, Ho Baek-gwi, with pitiful eyes.

Ah, to be precise, the 'former' leader of the Changjiang Water Fortress.

"What was the reply from the Nangong family?"

"That is... there was no reply at all."

"What? Haha... did you really send it?"

"Yes. I definitely sent it in your name, leader."

Ho Baek-gwi gritted his teeth.

"Nangong Sang-hyeon... you ignore me until the end."

Ho Baek-gwi is a truly tremendous master.

He was once the leader of the Changjiang Water Fortress, which ruled this huge Yangtze River that stretched from Sichuan Province to Zhejiang Province, and the people of the martial world evaluated that his martial arts would not be inferior even if he faced the sect leader of the nine sects and one gang.

But about twenty years ago.

He, who had nothing to fear in the world, was literally crushed by Nangong Sang-hyeon, who had appeared to wipe out the water bandit fortress.

Not only his pride, but he also suffered considerable injuries, and he has been recuperating until now and has only recovered about seven-tenths of his original internal energy.

"Yes. Just because I wasn't invited doesn't mean I can't attend. In fact, if he had apologized even now, saying that what he did back then was for the common people, I wouldn't have gone this far... but now, it's just a fight."

"My lord!"

"If he really has a Gold Basin Hand-Washing ceremony, then the opportunity will disappear forever. This is the last chance. The last chance to imprint my existence on him."

He is engulfed in a severe inferiority complex.

A master of that level could have certainly made a comeback somewhere, but the fact that he has been thinking only of Nangong Sang-hyeon while recovering his body his whole life is proof of that.

However, there was one thing he didn't know, and that was that Nangong Sang-hyeon had not ignored the letter he had sent.

He was just unable to respond because he had entered a seclusion that was not a seclusion, cherishing every day and every hour to learn the Dynamic Qigong he had learned from Unhwi.

However, Ho Baek-gwi, who did not know such circumstances, just thought that Nangong Sang-hyeon was ignoring him.

"Yeom-jong. How long until Nangong Sang-hyeon's Gold Basin Hand-Washing ceremony?"

"Two days left. I heard that it will be held at noon the day after tomorrow."

"Yes. Then I can't ruin the banquet day, so I will visit him tomorrow."

"My lord... do you really have to do that?"

"Yeom-jong. Have you ever seen me go back on my word? It's tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will end it with him in some way."

Yeom-jong looked at his lord with sad eyes, and then he finally nodded his head.

"Yes. I will keep that in mind. My lord."

He answered and then looked at Ho Baek-gwi again.

For some reason, it felt like it would be a face he would not be able to see again after tomorrow, so he was trying to see a lot of it now.

(End of Chapter)