The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 163

"I'm going to save my senior uncle, and you're saying I should go? It would be better for other senior uncles to go..."

"Why, you don't want to go?"

"No. It's not that I don't want to, but it's a matter of Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong's contact being cut off, right? If something has happened to a senior uncle with such great skills, I'm worried that I might not be able to handle it with my skills."

At my words, my master let out a small laugh and said, "That's enough. You don't have to be so humble when it doesn't suit you. I know your martial arts best right now, don't I? You are much better than most of my junior brothers. And you are the one who knows me best. So you will be a great help to me."

My master said in a voice as if he were making a declaration.

Hearing that, my lips twitched without my realizing it.

Because at some point, being acknowledged by my master became the most pleasant thing for me, more than anyone else.

"Yes. I also told you to think about it one more time since you are still young, but he said he still wanted to go with you. Instead, your senior brothers can't go this time. It could be too dangerous for those children."

At the sect leader's words, I also nodded my head.

Although the skills of our room's senior brothers have also improved tremendously since I returned to the Wudang Sect, they are still far from it.

Right now, I am much stronger than most of the senior uncles.

And on top of that, thanks to the secret weapons I received from Gongsun Hwi, I can exert a power that is several times greater than my skills.

So although I said no, it would be better for my master to go with me than with the other senior uncles.

"Yes. Usually, when searching for and finding someone, it's better to move quickly and stealthily rather than with a large number of people, so it would be good to move in a small group."

Although I said it without much thought, my master and the sect leader looked at me with their eyes wide open.

As if I had been too boastful, I quickly added, "I've been reading a lot of books on military strategy lately. Well... that's not important, but where do we have to go to find Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong?"

"We have to go to Xinjiang."

"Xinjiang?"

The moment I heard the word Xinjiang, a certain group came to mind.

As I was looking at my master with surprised eyes, not having expected to face a matter related to that place so soon, my master immediately said to me, "Unhwi-ya. Do you know about the group called the Demonic Cult?"

"The Demonic Cult? Are you by any chance... talking about the Demonic Cult of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult?"

"That's right. You know well."

I felt my heart sink for a moment.

From ancient times, the word 'Demonic Cult' was not a word that only referred to the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

Originally, the Demonic Cult was a word used to refer to the sinister religious groups that tried to delude or harm the Central Plains, the orthodox martial world, and the good and innocent people.

But was it about one hundred and fifty years ago from now? The Heavenly Demon Divine Cult invaded the Central Plains to occupy it, and the orthodox martial world barely managed to stop it with a huge sacrifice, and after that, the word 'Demonic Cult' became a word that referred to the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

"Hyeon Cheong... no, I was actually chasing them after hearing a rumor that the Demonic Cult was starting to be active again from Qinghai Province. And then I heard the news that they had found their traces in Qinghai Province, and that was about six months ago from now."

"Six months ago... it was when you came to Wuhan to help me. Then the mission that Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong was said to have gone on in your place, master..."

"Yes. It was to find out if the Demonic Cult guys had really started to be active in the Central Plains. Hyeon Cheong really found traces of the Demonic Cult's activities in Qinghai Province. Originally, Hyeon Cheong should have returned to the Wudang Sect, and I should have gone there. But Hyeon Cheong said that if that happened, too much time would be wasted, and he would take over that mission."

"So that's what happened."

Although I answered as if I were calm on the outside, my heart was pounding inside and I couldn't stand it.

Because for some reason, I had a feeling that this incident that had just happened had become the answer to what I had been so curious about until now.

'Why have I never even heard of my master's name in the future I know?'

He has such outstanding talent, and his character is also excellent.

Although the fact that he doesn't know moderation is a big flaw, my curiosity about why such a talent, who could lead the Wudang Sect in the future, was buried just like that.

'My master might have died at this time. And at the hands of the Demonic Cult guys.'

No, the probability of that seems very high.

Judging by my master's personality, who doesn't know 'moderation', he would have chased them too deep even after finding the traces of the Demonic Cult guys.

And if the 'real masters' had appeared, it would have been difficult to handle even with my master's skills.

'Originally, it was a fate that he should have died at this time... but that fate was twisted because of my business.'

If my master hadn't come to help me six months ago, the person who would be missing now would have been my master.

But that's not something I can just be happy about.

Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong is also a martial artist with outstanding qualities, enough to grow into a martial artist representing the Wudang Sect in the future.

While I am personally raising masters because I am short of even one master, a master like Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong must be saved.

And the reason why I must save him is not just that.

'Because he was the senior uncle who was the kindest to the original owner of the body, Unhwi. And he was also kind to me.'

Come to think of it, the first senior uncle I met after opening my eyes in Unhwi's body was also Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong.

"For now, finding out if Hyeon Cheong is alive or not is the priority."

"When are we leaving? It seems we have to go in a hurry."

"Let's get ready right now and leave in about two shichen. Time is of the essence in this matter."

"Yes. The longer we drag it out, the lower the probability that our senior uncle is alive."

The sect leader, who had been watching me and my master exchange words quietly, came up to us and said with a serious face, "Hyeon Yang-ah, Unhwi-ya."

"Yes, master."

"Yes, sect leader."

"Of course, the reason you are going to Xinjiang now is to save Hyeon Cheong, but the first thing you should think about is your own lives. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I understand."

We answered at the same time, and the sect leader looked at me and said, "Hwi-ya. Your role is important."

"My role?"

"As you know, Hyeon Yang is the type of person who can't stand it if he doesn't do something once he has decided to do it. I think you might know that best."

"Th-That's right."

"So you have to control your master well from the side. Retreat from a fight when you need to, run away when you have to, and stop going in when you have to... do you know what I'm saying?"

I nodded my head frantically.

It seems I wasn't the only one who thought that my master's personality was one that didn't know moderation.

"This is just my guess, but I have a feeling that Cheong-i is still alive. If it had been Hyeon Yang, he might have been seriously injured or died while fighting with an opponent without knowing moderation, regardless of whether his martial arts were strong or weak, but Cheong-i is a child with a cautious personality, to the point of tapping a stone bridge before crossing it. So he will somehow be taking care of his own body."

To be honest, it's not a very positive situation, but it seemed the sect leader sincerely believed so, and my master and I also immediately nodded our heads.

"I understand. Master. I will go quickly and bring Hyeon Cheong back well."

"Yes. I'm counting on you."

My master and I, as if we were disappointed that we couldn't leave together, quickly left the Supreme Azure Palace, leaving the sect leader who looked full of regret.

"You go and tell your senior brothers and the disciples of the Yuyeop Hall that you have received a mission and are leaving. I will do the same."

"Yes, master."

After returning to our room, I explained the general situation to my senior brothers, and my senior brothers agreed to let me go very easily.

After asking them to convey the message well to the other senior brothers, I left and, after meeting my master again sooner than I thought, we left the Wudang Sect and began to head west.

Not even Qinghai Province, but Xinjiang is a very long way.

Therefore, to save our stamina and time, we bought a horse as soon as we went down the mountain and began to run.

"Master. Where are we going for now? It's too vague to just say we're going to Xinjiang."

"We're going to Mount Kunlun. Fortunately, Cheong-i didn't move on his own, but moved with the Taoists of Kunlun. So it would be a priority to go to Kunlun and hear what happened first."

"I understand. Master!"

After that, we began to run west without a word.

We minimized our rest time and slept as little as possible.

When the horse showed signs of fatigue on the way, we changed horses at a post station and ran.

What was more important to us than anything else right now was to arrive at Kunlun even a moment sooner.

***

The Kunlun Sect is a sect that symbolizes Taoist martial arts, along with our Wudang Sect.

Although its location is far from the Central Plains, at the western end of Qinghai Province, it belongs to the sects of the Central Plains because it has frequent exchanges with the sects of the Central Plains and has joined the Martial Alliance and is actively participating.

And thanks to its outstanding martial arts and the nobility of a Taoist, it occupies a position in the nine sects and one gang.

Although it is evaluated to be a little behind our Wudang Sect in terms of sword arts, it has martial arts that are evaluated to be similar to or better than ours in areas other than sword arts.

"Hoo... but we've somehow made it this far. Master."

"You've worked hard."

"What do you mean, worked hard? We haven't even started properly yet."

It was when about twenty days had passed since we left Mount Wudang that we arrived at Mount Kunlun.

Because it was such a long distance, it took this much time even though we came as fast as we could.

"Do we have to climb that mountain?"

"Yes. Standing in front of Kunlun, Mount Wudang is like a neighborhood back mountain, isn't it?"

"No, it's not that much, but... it's still big."

"Mount Kunlun is nearly two thousand zhang high, and its size is also enormous. It is a size that can be called a mountain range. The mountain is so high that the clouds hang on the mountainside, and above the clouds, the snow does not melt all year round."

"It doesn't melt even in summer?"

"Yes. That's why such snow is called perennial snow."

Although I had never been to Kunlun in my previous life or in my current life, I looked up at the mountaintop with curious eyes, but as my master had said, I couldn't see the top at all because of the clouds that were mysteriously hanging around the mountainside.

"But don't worry. We don't have to climb all two thousand zhang."

"That's... a relief. Have you been to the Kunlun Sect before, master?"

"Yes. I've been here a couple of times."

My master said so and then began to climb the mountain with unhesitating steps.

When I arrived at the entrance of Mount Kunlun, I said that we had finally arrived, but my master had said that it was just the beginning.

Like those words, we began to climb the mountain endlessly, endlessly.

And so, how much did we climb Mount Kunlun?

A paved road began to appear, and soon a well-paved main road, wide enough for a carriage to run on, appeared.

Of course, the slope was so steep that it seemed difficult for a horse to pull a carriage.

"Hwi-ya. Stop for a moment."

As I was concentrating on climbing up the road, my master raised his arm to stop me and made me step aside to the side of the road.

And after putting down his backpack, he drew his sword with a seu-euk—.

When I asked my master why he was doing that, my master, who had just raised his hand to stop me, went to the middle of the road.

"Where do you think you are to have come here!"

Suddenly, a voice as if it were ringing echoed, and a Taoist appeared from the opposite road where there had been nothing.

Like my master, he was already holding a sword in his hand.

He suddenly performed a lightness skill and began to rush at my master.

He approached my master, spinning five times as if kicking off the air.

They clashed their swords so strongly that the surroundings all rang.

I know what that lightness skill, which seems to fly in the sky, is.

'Cloud Dragon Great Nine Forms!!'

The one who had suddenly appeared and attacked my master was a Taoist of Kunlun.

(End of Chapter)