The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 167

I was enveloped in a strange feeling as I watched them blame each other.

To be honest, it was all because of my existence.

Because I, who was not originally there, intervened, my master came to Wuhan to help me, and Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong came this way.

So in Kunlun, another Taoist who was close to Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong, not Yu Cheongja, would have stepped forward.

As a result, the fate that the two should have died here was twisted, and the two survived, and only their respective junior brothers were now in danger.

The moment my mood was about to become strange, a thought suddenly flashed through my head.

'Wait. Come to think of it, I don't need to feel sorry. I ended up saving them both, didn't I?'

It's not rationalization; it's a fact.

Since the two who were originally fated to die came to live because of me, shouldn't they be grateful to me instead?

Of course, the two of them would never know that they lived thanks to me.

And I can see why our master and Yu Cheongja are close friends. For one, their personalities of acting rashly seem similar.

And if my prediction is correct, the reason they died in the previous life was because they got along so well that they endlessly chased the Demonic Cult guys, missed the timing to get out, and died just like that.

'Yes. Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong might be alive.'

I decided to believe in Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong.

Even in the previous life, Hyeon Cheong was a martial artist who played a big role.

His achievements included not only defeating enemies with martial arts, but also a record of persistently infiltrating and tracking to wipe out an entire evil cult.

Since Hyeon Cheong is not only strong but also wise and skilled in stratagems, he surely would not have been easily defeated this time either.

"Senior Yu Cheongja. By any chance, what is the personality of the junior brother who went with Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong?"

"Hmm? You mean Man Cheong?"

It seems that junior brother's Taoist name was Man Cheong. He thought of him for a moment, then said to me again, "He is prudent and wise. He was a disciple I cherished and liked more because he was the complete opposite of me."

"I see. That's a relief."

"What is?"

"As I said when I first came, I'm the type who can see a little bit of the future, should I say? It's not like I can predict the future..."

"You received a revelation from the Primordial Heavenly Lord? I've heard that story not only today, but before as well."

"Really?"

"Hyeon Cheong said something like that too. He said that originally, the sect leader of Wudang had ordered him not to speak of it outside the sect, but he was telling only us in Kunlun."

Thinking that Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong was surprisingly talkative, I asked him, "Then the story will be quick. But I'm sure our Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong is alive. If that person named Man Cheong has a wise and prudent personality, he will surely move with Senior Uncle Hyeon Cheong. And if he's with our senior uncle, the probability of him being alive is even higher."

"......"

I lied without a single change in my facial expression, and Yu Cheongja stared at me blankly.

Although a corner of my conscience pricked at his deep and upright eyes, I didn't care and looked him straight in the eye.

Then he let out a deep sigh and said, "Yes. I believe you... I apologize for being so stubborn with you. And to you too, Hyeon Yang."

Yu Cheongja bowed his head to Geuman Jonja and said, "I also offer my apologies to the sect leader. Of course, the sect leader must feel the same way as I do, but I seem to have added to your burden by causing trouble. I am also truly sorry for my disciple's matter."

"No. It was I who did not restrain you until now because I knew how you felt. And it was about time for Yu Seon to be broken once. Although Yu Seon was not the type to show it on the outside, that child must have thought in his heart that he had the most outstanding talent in the Central Plains. Since he was defeated so helplessly by a peer, he must have felt something."

At that moment, the sound of someone running towards us was heard.

Looking to see who it was, it was the Taoist who had brought my master to the sect leader.

"Sect Leader!"

"I-cheong-ah. What is it now?"

"Yu Seon has woken up."

"It's about time he woke up. Why are you making such a fuss over just that?"

"Ah... I'm sorry. I just wanted to tell you right away."

"Did he say he was seriously injured anywhere?"

"No. According to the head of the infirmary, he only lost consciousness due to a mild concussion, and he is fine now."

In fact, it was I who let out a sigh of relief after hearing that.

Because if I had seriously injured the best rising star of Kunlun, the one who would be in the most trouble would have been me.

No matter how much the Kunlun martial artist had created the opportunity, because of this incident, the relationship between Wudang and Kunlun, which was currently close, could have become awkward.

"But in fact, that is not the problem."

"Then what is the problem now?"

"As soon as that guy Yu Seon woke up, he tried to run here."

"Hmm? Why Yu Seon again?"

"He said he was caught off guard a little while ago and wants to have another match with Taoist Master Unhwi..."

"What did you say?"

Geuman Jonja looked at me once, and then at Yu Cheongja once, and then.

He flicked Yu Cheongja's head once more.

"Ugh, ugh! Sect Leader, why me again..."

"Yu Seon was such a quiet and calm child, but don't you think his actions now are just like what you do?"

"Yes...?"

"Tsk, tsk. I shouldn't have entrusted Yu Seon to you. I thought that if a quiet and good disciple like Yu Seon came along, you would be influenced by that child and become a little quieter... but it turned out to be the opposite!"

At the sect leader's words, Yu Cheongja touched his head and said as if he were wronged, "Logically, a disciple resembles his master, where is the law that a master resembles his disciple?"

"You bastard?!"

Geuman Jonja raised his hand once more, and Yu Cheongja, this time, performed a lightness skill and got away from his side.

"Hoho... that guy is even running away now..."

He clicked his tongue and then turned his head to my master and said, "Hyeon Yang. For now, it seems the situation is sorted out, so let's go in."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"We're thinking of forming a search party starting tomorrow and finding our Taoists and Hyeon Cheong. Hyeon Yang. You would naturally want to join that search party, right?"

"That's right. That's why I came here."

"Unhwi?"

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"You too?"

"I want to be with you. I will absolutely not hold anyone back."

Geuman Jonja nodded his head, looking at me with a satisfied smile, and then said, "But, before that, may I ask you one favor?"

"Yes. Please speak."

"I think Yu Seon hasn't come to his senses yet. Could you give Yu Seon one more lesson? That child is also very stubborn, so if it ends like this, he will surely say he will follow the search party. Show Yu Seon the gap between you."

I suppressed the smile that was blooming on its own and answered his words, "That lesson might get a little rough, but are you okay with that?"

"Of course. Please make it as rough and boorish as possible. So that he comes to his senses with a jolt."

"Yes. I will do so."

It seems that the elders of the family or the elders of the sect ask me for such favors quite often.

Well, it's probably because I have skills that far surpass them, despite my young and youthful appearance.

Anyway, I wanted to become close with the future Tae-heo-seon-in, Yu Seon, on this occasion, so it turned out well.

Because there is probably no faster way to become close than to physically clash with each other.

***

That evening.

We had a simple dinner with the food provided by Kunlun (Kunlun also disappointed me by giving only vegetables) and then gathered at the training ground.

Since it was evening, the surroundings were already dark, but the training ground was not that dark because torches were lit closely around it.

The people gathered there were Geuman Jonja, Yu Cheongja, Yu Seon, my master, and me.

It seems the sect leader had gathered only the minimum number of people, thinking of Yu Seon's face, and furthermore, Kunlun's face.

"Master. If I win here or show a good performance, you will definitely take me with you, right?"

"Yes. I understand. Instead, you promise too. If you get knocked out helplessly this time as well, you will focus on training without even mentioning going down Mount Kunlun for at least three years."

"I... understand. I will do so."

As I loosened my body and prepared for the spar, I listened to Yu Cheongja and Yu Seon talking, and then I turned to my master, who was standing next to me with his arms crossed nonchalantly, and said, "Master. Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"No."

"Don't be like that, say something nice, and give me some encouragement, wouldn't that be nice?"

"Even if I say that, a fight you're going to lose won't become a win, and even if I don't, a fight you're going to win won't become a loss, will it?"

"Sigh. It's my fault for asking you for something like that, master."

At my words, my master let out a small laugh and said, "It means I'm not worried at all that you will lose. Now. Stop with the unnecessary words and go have a go. I need to rest before it gets too late."

"I understand, master."

My master pushed my back with an awkward expression, and when I went to the middle of the training ground, Yu Seon also naturally came and stood in front of me, and then he said to me with a very polite fist-and-palm salute, "I couldn't greet you properly earlier. I am Yu Seon of Kunlun. I look forward to our match."

"I am Unhwi of Wudang. Well, I look forward to it too."

Now, I slowly examine Yu Seon's face.

With his upright and straight features and his pale face, he had an appearance that would make you believe he was a Confucian scholar, not a martial artist, if he wasn't wearing martial arts clothes.

"I was too careless earlier. I will face you properly this time."

"Yes. I also look forward to it."

After we exchanged very polite and formal greetings, we took the wooden swords that Yu Cheongja had distributed, looked at each other, and took our stances.

I didn't know it earlier, but now that I see his stance, I think I have a rough idea of what the martial arts of Kunlun are like.

'The naturalness and softness that are the foundation are not much different from the martial arts of our Wudang Sect. But, like a beast hiding its claws, sharpness is preparing to rear its head in the middle.'

The martial art that I want to create with Un Gwang after learning the Heaven and Earth One Sword from the head of the Peng family.

The martial arts of Kunlun felt somewhat consistent with the direction I was contemplating.

And there, Yu Seon, who was slowly raising an unprecedented true energy.

The energy I feel from him is a little familiar.

"Yang energy...?"

"Do you recognize yang energy? I have learned the Red Yang Art, one of the internal energy heart methods of the sect."

"Interesting. I have also learned a heart method that deals with yang energy. It's called the Six Yang Divine Art."

"Six Yang Divine Art?!"

"Yes. Have you heard of it?"

Yu Seon couldn't even answer and just nodded his head repeatedly with a surprised expression.

It seems the Six Yang Divine Art is a great martial art.

Because not only Yu Seon, but also Yu Cheongja and Geuman Jonja, who were standing far behind us and watching us, did not seem to have any intention of hiding their surprised expressions.

'I have to show the best I can, as much as they expect.'

As I raised my mind, my internal energy naturally began to flow through my qi channels and throughout my body.

This is the point I have been training the most diligently for the past six months.

The unity of will and energy.

It means that the energy follows my will as I intend.

Although my sword art has also developed, I have focused more on my internal energy, and as a result, there have been meaningful results.

"Here I come."

Yu Seon said.

As if he knew well that he was the weaker one, he prepared to attack first without even asking me.

I nodded my head with a relaxed face.

"Haap!"

The moment Yu Seon let out a kiai, a wooden sword was thrust at me. A rather domineering sword art and energy.

It was a sword art that poured everything into one blow, as if to defeat me with energy, to the point of being boorish and ignorant.

If I had to say, should I say it's similar to our Wudang Sect's Nine Palaces Sword Art?

'He must have been so upset about being hit in one blow earlier.'

Yu Seon's sword approached me like a ray of light, and then its power seemed to scatter a little, and then its trajectory suddenly changed and swept towards my legs.

If I had been a little late in reading the sword art, or if his sword had been faster, I might have been hit by that one move, but...

My sword art, which I had swung down exquisitely, blocked his sword.

At the rather large vibration I felt in my hand, a smile naturally formed on my face.

As if he had never expected it to be blocked so easily, Yu Seon's face was full of bewilderment.

(End of Chapter)