The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 205

The next day.

We left quietly, just as we had arrived quietly.

No. I should correct that. We left quietly compared to how we had arrived with a lot of fanfare.

Although I wanted to stay and play for a day or two more, I had to go to Zhejiang Province and take care of business.

And after that, I also have to go to Chang'an.

I didn't bother asking Senior Brother Un Cheol for his opinion since he would do as I said, and I only asked the two Shaolin monks if they would follow me to Chang'an.

The two of them, of course, said they would follow me.

I told them not only about what had happened here yesterday, but also about what had happened at the Nangong family and what had happened at the Eungnam Merchant Guild.

Although I don't usually go around bragging about my achievements, as I was talking, my mouth opened, and the monks' reactions were so good that I think I also got excited while talking.

'If we follow the donor, it seems we can also have such an adventure.'

Since it was Monk Il-jik's first time in the martial world, he was more excited than Monk Il-won and vehemently agreed with my words.

To be honest, there is one thing that bothers me, but I decided to ignore it for now.

And after a few more days, we were finally able to arrive at Longyou County in Zhejiang Province.

"Since Elder Maeng Gwang-gae told us to come to Longyou, there must be a gathering place around here."

"You didn't hear about a separate gathering place?"

"No. I only heard that it was Longyou."

"No... even though Longyou is small, it's still a county. It would take more than ten days to search this place and find the gathering place..."

Monk Il-won said worriedly.

Perhaps because he has experience in the martial world, he was good at grasping the current situation.

"Isn't the ability to find that hopeless thing what ability is all about?"

"Ability?"

"There are two main reasons why Elder Maeng Gwang-gae didn't teach us in detail. First, he probably didn't say it on purpose for security reasons. Second, he's probably testing us to see if we can find the gathering place on our own."

"A test...?"

"As Monk Il-won knows well, the martial world is not a place where you can survive just by being good at fighting. Martial arts are basic, and observation skills, concentration, etc.... there are too many things needed."

This time, even Senior Brother Un Cheol didn't seem to understand my words, and the three men tilted their heads.

I, finding it funny that the three of them were doing that at the same time, let out a small laugh and said, "Now, follow me."

I began to take my steps without hesitation. In fact, it's not that difficult a task. I began to wander around the market, constantly turning my head this way and that, looking for something.

What I am looking for is none other than a beggar.

It only took a little time to find the first beggar, and from then on, it was easy.

Because they were, as if they were watching each other, always with another beggar not too far away.

'This is the most basic way the Beggars' Sect members watch the streets.'

They watch each other, separated by a distance where they can confirm each other's location.

Then, if something happens to someone, the people on either side can know immediately.

And if there is something you want to convey, you can quickly tell the Beggars' Sect member who is nearby.

You can also deliver information in an instant by having the Beggars' Sect member who is closer to where their information is gathered tell the next person.

'To be honest, it took me a little while to figure out this method.'

When I first entered the martial world in my previous life, I was completely alone.

I had no master or senior to teach me the ways of the martial world, and at first, I didn't even know the basic etiquette of the martial world, so I often got into fights with martial artists on the street for no reason.

So I developed the habit of looking around even more.

I would always habitually check if there was anyone who was conscious of my actions, or if there was anyone who was watching me closely.

And what I found out then was this information delivery system of the Beggars' Sect.

Although it may seem like a method that is close to perfect at a glance, in fact, this is a method that is only possible for the Beggars' Sect, which has the largest number of members in the martial world.

"Why is the sun so hot? I can't even take a nap."

A beggar mutters to himself and stealthily moves his position.

I watched the direction he was moving carefully.

'Good. He's moving that way.'

I also stealthily moved my steps, following him.

I deliberately showed our appearance to the beggars.

Two Taoists and two monks is a truly unique combination.

To put it simply, our appearance is something that the Beggars' Sect would judge and report to their superiors.

"From now on, we're going to run. Follow me well."

And I began to perform my lightness skill.

The speed at which the Beggars' Sect members deliver messages is very fast.

To keep up with that speed, I have no choice but to run.

Originally, you shouldn't do this to avoid being caught by the Beggars' Sect members.

But, it doesn't matter if we get caught.

Because our purpose is to find the gathering place, not to infiltrate secretly.

"This way! This time, here!"

I, while performing my lightness skill, found the Beggars' Sect member who was moving his position, and after discovering him, I followed the direction he had moved.

How many times did I repeat this, about ten times?

My pursuit ended when a Beggars' Sect member went into a shabby-looking building with no sign or plaque.

I opened the door without hesitation and went in.

"Elder, I have something to report!"

At that moment, a voice was heard from the room inside.

It seems to be the voice of the Beggars' Sect member who had just gone in.

I shouted for joy inside. There is only one elder who would be here.

"Elder! Four martial artists are heading this way... huh?!"

At that time, as if the door we had closed and come in was suddenly opened, a beggar comes in shouting.

It seems he had come to deliver the news that we were coming here, but he had come later than us.

At that time, the sliding door inside the building opened, and the beggar who had entered first and an old beggar came out.

I, seeing him, greeted him with a happy voice.

"Elder. Have you been well?"

"I was doing well until now, but a little while ago, I wasn't."

He, after clicking his tongue, continued, "Tsk tsk. To think you were caught up by a rookie who has just entered the martial world. You all need to start your training all over again. I was thinking that you, Unhwi, would find your way here on your own, but didn't you find it too easily?"

"I was trying to arrive quickly to help with the work here since I was late."

"Hmph. If you can't even say that. But why did you bring the Shaolin monks here? I clearly told your sect leader and the abbot of Shaolin not to bring the monks of Shaolin."

"Yes? I haven't heard anything about that. The great master Gak-il just told me to bring them with me."

"Ugh... it seems the abbot wanted to give these two some practical experience."

Maeng Gwang-gae frowned and looked at Monk Il-jik and Monk Il-won.

I, not understanding why he hadn't called the Shaolin monks, asked him, "These two are also quite skilled in martial arts. Whatever operation you are doing, they will surely be of help..."

"It's not important whether their martial arts are strong or weak. Your Wudang Sect Taoists, if you just let your hair down and change your clothes, no one can tell if you are from the Nine Sects and One Gang or a neighborhood loafer, but since the Shaolin monks have all shaved their heads, even if you change their clothes, wouldn't anyone think they are monks?"

"Uh... that's also true."

"That's not all. Most Shaolin monks have that unique behavior and way of speaking, so if you just talk to them for a moment, you can tell if they are monks or not. It means that the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys will find out that our Nine Sects and One Gang have intervened."

He said with a displeased face.

I, knowing that the great master Gak-il is not a person who does things sloppily, was dumbfounded by this situation.

In fact, Maeng Gwang-gae is probably in a similar situation.

Although he wants to tell the two monks to go home right away, since they are disciples sent by the abbot of Shaolin, the great master Gak-il, it is also awkward to send them back.

At that time, Monk Il-jik took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Maeng Gwang-gae, saying, "Elder Maeng Gwang-gae. I am Il-jik, the first disciple of the Il generation of Shaolin."

"Yes. Didn't I greet you when I went to Shaolin last time? I remember."

"Thank you for remembering me. The letter I just gave you is a letter sent directly by our abbot. Originally, our abbot had no intention of sending us here, but he suddenly had the thought of sending us. Please confirm the contents written in that letter."

Monk Il-jik's attitude was very polite.

Since the Shaolin monk came out like this, Maeng Gwang-gae could no longer just complain.

He, after clearing his throat, opened the letter and began to read it slowly.

As he read the letter, he glanced back and forth between the Shaolin monks and me.

Although I was curious why he was looking at me while reading the letter from the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, since it didn't seem to be the atmosphere to ask now, I kept quiet.

A little while passed.

"Well... if the abbot says so, I have no choice."

He, surprisingly, agreed as soon as he read the letter.

Maeng Gwang-gae looked at me and said, "This is all your doing."

"Yes? I haven't done anything..."

"Your very existence is creating work. Well, it's not like you're doing it because you want to... it's like the fate of a heavenly talent."

"Yes?"

"Anyway, that's enough. Wang Sam-ah."

"Yes, Elder."

At Maeng Gwang-gae's call, a beggar who had been quietly keeping his place by the side until now came forward and answered.

"Take these children to the inn. And do you have some coins?"

"What money would a beggar have?"

"Get some from those two and on the way, buy a fur hat and two sets of fur clothes. From now on, those two are not monks of Shaolin, but fur merchants from the north. If you put a hat on them, no one will know they are Shaolin monks."

He, as if he had thought of the appearance of the Shaolin monks wearing fur hats, smiled.

"Elder. Are there other people at the inn we are going to?"

"Of course. There are many martial artists who have already come here."

"What kind of work will we be doing mainly?"

"What's the rush? For now, go to the inn and unpack your things, and you will be given something to do."

Although Maeng Gwang-gae spoke bluntly, since I knew well that it was not because he was annoyed, but because he wanted to give us who had come a long way at least a day or two of rest, I decided to accept his favor.

He said he had more to do here and told us to follow the beggar named Wang Sam.

Wang Sam, as if it were not the first or second time he had guided people, very skillfully led us into the alleys.

"But I have a question."

At that time, Monk Il-won stealthily spoke to me.

"We were able to find the place where Elder Maeng Gwang-gae is thanks to donor Unhwi, but what would have happened if we couldn't find it? We can't just be looking for him all day, can we?"

"If we couldn't find it, a Beggars' Sect member would have approached us first."

"How would a Beggars' Sect member know us?"

"Perhaps because I went too fast, but if I had dragged it out for just one more hour, they might have already found out how many of us there are, and where we are from. Maybe even which path we came from and where we came from. The Beggars' Sect is not the best information organization in the Central Plains for no reason."

At my explanation, Wang Sam glanced back at me.

He seemed to be in a good mood because I had evaluated the Beggars' Sect well.

"The inn you see in front is it. I will only escort you this far and go back to the elder. For now, please rest well at the inn until a separate order is given."

We exchanged simple greetings with him and then went our separate ways.

And when I arrived right in front of the inn. I was able to find a familiar face.

'To think she has already risen to the ranks of the best rising stars in the martial world. As expected, she is not an ordinary talent.'

The person I found was the young lady of the Zhuge family, and the owner of a tremendous talent. It was Zhuge Ling.

(End of Chapter)