The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 138

Immediately after Nangong Sang-hyeon's sword dance ended, the banquet continued.

Most of the participants here were rising stars in their early twenties to mid-thirties.

As their age groups were roughly similar, there were many who already knew each other, and there were also many who were getting to know each other from now on.

Of course, many people were also interested in me.

The story of the spar with Ho Baek-gwi yesterday was spreading with more and more embellishments, and people who were interested in that story wanted to talk to me even a little.

In fact, it doesn't feel real. In my previous life, I had done all sorts of dangerous missions and crossed the brink of death countless times because I wanted to gain honor and fame so much.

But now that everyone recognizes me even though I didn't intend it, I even feel dazed.

However, the rising stars have not yet had a chance to talk to me, and the reason for that is that right after the Sovereign Sword Emperor's sword dance ended, I was called to the VIP seat and have been sitting there ever since.

"No, is it true that the child from the Wudang Sect you mentioned before was Unhwi? I really can't believe it."

"I can't believe it either. To think that this child has become the benefactor of the Nangong family after our family."

The Sword King, Nangong Jin-cheon, and the Saber King, Peng Jian-hong, are talking about me while sharing a drink in front of me.

Because the two of them are talking with me in between, other famous martial artists can't easily talk to me either.

Although it's convenient because I don't have to go around and greet everyone, I don't know why I was called here if the two of them are going to talk.

As I was thinking this and looking for a chance to slip away, at that time, the Saber King turned to me and opened his mouth.

"Actually, when I met you here, I was a little disappointed at first."

"Disappointed? Why at me..."

"It's already been a few months since I told you to stop by the Peng family. But there has been no news at all during that time, and I met you for the first time here at the Nangong family, so how could I not be disappointed?"

"Ah! That's because I haven't officially entered the martial world yet, so I can't just leave the Wudang Sect as I please. The reason I came here is also not of my own will, but because the sect leader sent me."

Still, as if his disappointment had not completely subsided, he snorted and said, "I thought it was because you weren't interested in the gift I said I would give you. But now that I'm here, I see that my gift would not have caught your eye. Since you've come here and are receiving the favor of the Sovereign Sword Emperor."

After saying that, he drank a glass of wine and this time, he said to Nangong Cheon-jin, "Is the elder a little better? He looked a little tired earlier."

"He's much better than I thought. I also saw him earlier, and he seems a little tired."

"Still, that's a real relief. Wasn't he originally going to pour everything into his final sword dance and then retire? But he has reversed his retirement, and his body condition is better than we were worried about. Did he by any chance have a fortunate encounter in the meantime? Hahaha!"

While the Saber King was laughing heartily, Nangong Cheon-jin secretly glanced at me.

Because the Saber King and the Sword King are close friends, he had already known the secret of the direct descendants of the Nangong family and had made a fairly accurate deduction.

I shook my head very slightly.

My name has already become too well-known just from the spar with Ho Baek-gwi yesterday. If the news that I have become the Grand Master of the direct descendants of the Nangong family spreads here, the restrictions on my activities in the martial world in the future will be too great.

'And, there's also the fact that I can't trust that Uncle Saber King.'

Although not many people know, in fact, Peng Jian-hong's mouth becomes very loose when he gets drunk.

There were a few times when I was in trouble because I told him a secret, thinking that his mouth would be heavy just by looking at his appearance, but he got very drunk and told other people.

So it's best not to let him know from the beginning.

"It's not a fortunate encounter, but I have found a way. A way to break the curse of our family..."

"No, is that really true?"

"Why would I lie about such a thing?"

"Then the fact that the elder has reversed his retirement is also...?"

"That's right."

A broad smile spread across Peng Jian-hong's face when he heard Nangong Cheon-jin's answer.

Although it was not his own family's matter, his face was genuinely happy.

I smiled slightly so that they couldn't see.

Because that face reminded me of the old days. Although his mouth was a little loose, that uncle was always like that.

A person who thinks of his friend's affairs as his own and can share joy and sorrow together.

I also feel that the relationship and memories I left behind with my uncle in my previous life are a little regrettable.

"Now! Let's have a drink! How can we not drink at a time like this? Come on, take it. Don't refuse."

"Ahem! You man. I have the responsibility to preside over this feast."

"Why are you going through the trouble yourself when you have grown-up sons? No, now that I think about it, I haven't seen Mu-jin or Ryu-jin since a while ago. Where did they all go?"

"They all went to rest because they were not feeling well."

"Rest? Are they so unwell that they would go back during their grandfather's retirement banquet?"

Although I was startled inwardly when I heard their conversation, I decided to pretend not to know until the end since I had already pretended not to know once.

As the two of them were bickering about whether to drink or not, someone approached our side.

It was Nangong Yu-hwa, who exuded a very different atmosphere from when she usually dressed plainly, thanks to her blue jeogori and her hair tied up.

"Elder Saber King. It's been a long time. My greetings are late."

"Oh! Isn't it Yu-hwa? You've grown up so much. If you hadn't introduced yourself, I wouldn't have recognized you."

"You, great hero... are still the same."

"Hahaha! You're complimenting me for not aging, right? Thank you."

Nangong Yu-hwa bowed her head slightly to answer, and then she looked at Nangong Cheon-jin and opened her mouth.

"Father. I'm sorry to interrupt, but may I take Taoist Master Unhwi for a moment?"

"Unhwi?"

"My grandfather has asked if you could bring him."

"I saw him fall asleep earlier, but it seems he has woken up. How is he?"

"In my opinion, he didn't look so bad. Other than being a little tired."

Nangong Cheon-jin smiled as if he was in a good mood.

"Yes. That's a relief. Jian-hong. It's okay to let him take Hwi, right? You're just going to keep talking nonsense anyway, aren't you?"

"What nonsense am I talking about? Anyway, I can't say anything about the elder calling him. In fact, I just wanted to bother him because I was sad, so I told him to sit next to me. Since I've expressed my feelings like this, he'll surely stop by the Hebei Peng family soon."

He said so and smiled playfully.

Although he had just said that he wanted to bother me, I knew well that it was his own way of expressing affection, so I also answered him with a smiling face.

"I will definitely stop by in the not-too-distant future. Thank you so much for thinking of me like this."

"What's there to think about... And when I think about how I've been able to sleep with my two legs stretched out to some extent since that day thanks to you, I just want to do something for you. But since that day, I haven't had a chance to repay my debt, so I've been forcing it like this."

"I understand your feelings well. Thank you. Uncle Saber King."

"Hahaha! Good. Why do I feel good when I'm called 'uncle'? It's really strange."

I bowed to the laughing Peng Jian-hong and Nangong Cheon-jin, and then I left that place and followed Nangong Yu-hwa.

The path she was taking was the pavilion used by the direct descendants, which I was also familiar with.

It seems that Nangong Sang-hyeon is resting here, which is relatively quiet as it is a little far from the banquet hall.

"Grand Master... you are truly amazing."

While I was following her, Nangong Yu-hwa said in a voice that was barely audible.

Fortunately, my hearing is very good, so I heard everything she said.

"Me? What's so amazing about me?"

"Everything is amazing. The help you gave to our direct descendants, and the fact that you saved my grandfather yesterday... And from what I heard a little while ago, it seems you also gave a great help to the Saber King... I, as an ordinary person, can't even imagine how such a thing is possible."

"An ordinary person?"

I stopped walking and asked her.

Then she stopped walking after me and turned around.

"Do you really think so, miss?"

"Yes. Compared to my older brothers and the Grand Master..."

"To be honest, I don't think so."

"Yes?"

"I've been watching you train for a few days. But in my opinion, your aptitude is by no means ordinary."

Nangong Yu-hwa couldn't answer my words right away and just stared at me.

I thought I knew why she was making that expression, so I said to her, "Have you ever really trained because you wanted to, miss?"

"Uh... I..."

"I don't think you have. It's more likely that you did it because your father and grandfather told you to, and you did it together because your older brothers were doing it. Am I wrong?"

Her pupils trembled noticeably, and then she nodded her head.

"That's right. In fact, that was also one of my big worries. My older brothers are so diligent, but why am I not...?"

"Isn't it because you don't have a sense of purpose? Your two older brothers have a visible goal, right? To inherit the position of the head of the Nangong family. But if you look closely, it seems you don't have such a goal, miss."

"That's right. How could I dare to be the head of the family..."

"Dare? Why do you think you can't?"

"First of all, I am a woman... and my talent is so inferior that I can't even compare to my older brothers..."

"Wait a minute. Do you really think so?"

Although her eyes widened because her words were interrupted in the middle, I continued without caring.

"First of all, there is no law that says you can't be the head of the family just because you are a woman. You know my companion, Miss Zhuge Ling, right? Her goal is also to train hard and inherit the position of the head of the family."

"I-Is that really true?"

The moment she heard Zhuge Ling's name, her expression changed again from a little while ago.

Literally, a rival? It seems she is conscious of Zhuge Ling as a kind of competitor.

"Of course. And as for your talent, if I may say so, you have never devoted yourself to training to the death, but you have performed so well that you received the title of Sword Phoenix at the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly, right? Isn't that more amazing?"

"I-I also trained hard in my own way..."

"Have you ever thought that you were going to die while training?"

"......"

She is silent. Indeed, ordinary people will stop at the point of being tired.

"What about when you were training the Dynamic Qigong with my senior brothers?"

Although there was no answer, her expression distorted a little, and a cold sweat trickled down in an instant.

"I train with that intensity every day. No, there are many times when I do it even more intensely. I don't even know how many years I've been doing this with almost no rest days. To be honest, shouldn't you at least try this much before talking about lacking talent?"

As I was talking, I wondered if I had spoken too much like an old man, but fortunately, her expression is not so bad.

It seems she felt something from what I said a little while ago.

'The fact that she can understand just by saying one word, that's also a talent, but I wonder if she knows this?'

Some people say that the ability to work hard to the death is itself a tremendous talent.

But if you think about it that way, there is no end to it. For now, I just do what I can.

If I do it half-heartedly and the result is not good later, wouldn't it be too unfair then?

"Miss. If you're not going, I'll go alone."

I left her, who was still lost in thought, in that spot and moved my steps first.

"Ah! I'm sorry."

She, who had come to her senses, began to walk ahead again with short steps.

Looking at her figure illuminated by the moonlight, I thought.

Perhaps with just a few words today, a new good martial artist who can be trusted with my back in the future may be born.

(End of Chapter)