The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 206

Her eyes widened when she saw me.

It seemed she recognized me at a glance.

Perhaps she didn't know I was coming and only just found out.

By the way, Zhuge Ling, whom I met after about a year, had become even more beautiful than before.

When I saw her last time, she felt like a child, but now that I have also gotten used to the age of this body, it seems I am finally realizing that she is older than me.

"Taoist Master! What brings you here...?"

"If this were the Zhuge family, it would be okay to ask that, but isn't it a little awkward for you to ask that when you are also in Zhejiang Province, Miss Zhuge?"

"Ah!"

At my answer, she blushed slightly, as if she had realized her mistake.

I don't know how long she has been here, but she spoke as if this were her home.

"Then did you also come here at the call of Elder Maeng Gwang-gae, Taoist Master?"

"That's right. I just arrived."

"I see. You will be a great help."

She smiled brightly and welcomed us.

"It seems Brother Yun didn't come with you this time."

"Yes. My brother, after returning from the Nangong family with you, Taoist Master, has been working hard, training and making maps every day, but since his results are not that good yet, he was not called."

"I see. I wanted to see him after a long time, so I'll have to stop by the Zhuge family soon."

"Really? You must come."

When she smiled brightly, I felt the surroundings brighten.

Zhuge Ling, following me, also exchanged greetings with my senior brother.

Although it was short with Senior Brother Un Cheol, since they had gone through that hellish training together, they were not awkward in the first place, and they also quickly got to know the Shaolin monks.

The Shaolin monks, especially Monk Il-won, perhaps because he had originally been in the martial world? He soon began to talk with Zhuge Ling without any hesitation.

"I have heard that the young lady of the Zhuge family has an outstanding talent. I am Il-won of Shaolin."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I think I briefly talked with Monk Il-jik at the Nangong family last time."

"Th-That's right."

But Il-jik, since he had almost never talked with a woman in his life, could not even answer properly and stuttered.

Seeing Monk Il-jik, who has a sharp personality in other aspects, so flustered, I am reminded of our senior brothers for no reason.

"Miss. Are there many other people inside? I think Elder Maeng Gwang-gae said he had gathered quite a few rising stars this time."

"Yes. I think there are about thirty people in this inn. I did hear Elder Maeng Gwang-gae say that there were more people to come, but I didn't think it would be you, Taoist Master."

"That many? Are there people I know?"

"Yes. The rising stars of the Nangong family are also here."

"I see. I'll see their faces after a long time."

"For now, this way... since we have rented out this entire inn, it's okay to come and go as you please.

She led us inside.

The condition of the inn was cleaner than I thought.

Although it would cost a considerable amount of money to rent such an inn for just one day, I wondered how old man Maeng Gwang-gae, who is a Beggars' Sect member and a beggar, had rented it for a long stay, not just for a day or two, but that question was resolved as soon as I entered the inn.

Because a man greeted me and my party as if he were the owner.

"Welcome. Taoist Master Unhwi. I have already heard from Elder Maeng Gwang-gae. I hear your martial arts are outstanding, so you will be a great force for us. I am Hwangbo Jung-hyeon. I look forward to working with you."

A large man with a hearty laugh.

I almost pretended to know him because I knew who he was, who now looked to be in his mid-twenties.

'The grandson of old man Wave Palm King, Hwangbo Jung-hyeon. It seems the Hwangbo family is actively supporting this matter, as it is their family's business.'

Even at a glance, he seems to have quite strong martial arts.

Although it is difficult to gauge his exact strength because he is concealing his internal energy, he seems to be at least of the level of Senior Brother Un Cheol.

In his previous life, Hwangbo Jung-hyeon is injured not so insignificantly in this fight.

The most anticipated martial artist of the Hwangbo family meets the fate of living as an ordinary person without being able to bloom his flower for free.

The reason why old man Wave Palm King gets furious and jumps into this fight is also largely because Hwangbo Jung-hyeon was injured.

'This time, there will be no such thing.'

As long as I have stepped in, I will somehow make it so that Hwangbo Jung-hyeon is not injured, and I will make it so that old man Wave Palm King does not step in even more.

Although old man Wave Palm King directly steps into this matter and solves it rather simply by smashing the heads of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants leaders and their direct subordinates, the repercussions from it were quite large.

Due to his cruel hand, the reputation of the Hwangbo family and old man Wave Palm King fell, and since he could not annihilate all of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants, the remaining Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys extorted a huge amount of compensation from the Hwangbo family in return for killing their leaders, and they also took away some of the businesses that the family had been running.

Although Wave Palm King must have had a strong desire to kill them all, the attention of the entire martial world was already focused on Zhejiang Province.

He, realizing that if he annihilated them here, it would be no different from a demon head, silently handed over the businesses to them.

Because of that, the Hwangbo family, despite having strong martial arts, could not grow its power and is not even mentioned in the Five Great Families later on.

"I have always admired your grandfather, Elder Wave Palm King. Although I have never seen him in person, seeing you, young master, I feel his spirit is being passed down."

"Haha! You flatter me. I am still far from following my grandfather. By the way, I have also heard about you, young master, separately before."

"Ah, really? From whom?"

"I saw my aunt last time, and she said it then. That there is an outstanding rising star in the Wudang Sect."

"Your aunt... ah!"

I remembered who the wife of the Zhuge family head was.

Hwangbo Jeong-hwa. Since she is also the daughter of old man Wave Palm King, she is Hwangbo Jung-hyeon's aunt.

I, with a newly surprised look, looked back and forth between Hwangbo Jung-hyeon and Zhuge Ling.

Then he said with a hearty laugh, "Haha! That's right. Ling-er and I are cousins."

"So that's how it was. It's natural, but I didn't think of it."

I came to think again about the relationship between Zhuge Ling and Wave Palm King.

In the end, she is the maternal granddaughter of the Hwangbo family head.

Although there are families that discriminate between paternal and maternal grandchildren, since old man Wave Palm King is not a person to do so with his personality, I could guess that he would have a pretty good relationship with Zhuge Ling.

"Anyway, please come in. Elder Maeng Gwang-gae has sent a message to give you a comfortable room and let you rest well for a few days when you arrive."

"Already?"

"Yes. And he also asked me to be sure to convey this message."

"What message?"

"This time, I was faster. You bastard. In fact, I couldn't understand what it meant at all, but for now, I have delivered it for sure?"

I let out a small laugh at his words.

It seems old man Maeng Gwang-gae was bothered by the fact that I had found him much faster than the Beggars' Sect members.

Although most people would usually let it go even if they knew, unfortunately, I am not such an easy person.

I will use everything I know to embarrass and surprise old man Maeng Gwang-gae.

It's not just for fun.

The biggest reason is to make old man Maeng Gwang-gae more conscious of me.

There is almost nothing bad about receiving the attention of a martial artist with the generation and reputation of Maeng Gwang-gae in the martial world.

"Yes. I have heard you well. Where should we go?"

"You can follow that child."

Where Hwangbo Jung-hyeon pointed, a child was standing with sparkling eyes.

Is he about ten years old now? He was a boy with large, clear eyes like a cow's and a slender face.

If he grows up just like that, he is handsome enough to set the hearts of many women on fire in the future.

"Hello, Taoist Master, Monk. I am Yeon-rang, a waiter who works here. Please follow me. I will give you a room. You will have to use one room for two people, but should I divide it by sect?"

The child spoke fluently, unlike his age.

"Yes. Please divide it like this, two and two."

"Ah. Taoist Master. It's okay to speak informally to me. I'm much younger in age, and more than anything, you are my seniors who have entered the martial world first."

"Seniors?"

I wondered if the child named Yeon-rang was already affiliated somewhere and had learned martial arts, but I couldn't feel any energy at all.

If it's to the point where it's not even caught by my qi sense, it means he either hasn't trained in internal energy at all, or he's a master of a level that I can't handle.

Since the latter is definitely not the case, the conclusion that this child has not a single bit of internal energy is more likely.

"Yes! Seniors. Although I am busy making a living now and don't have the courage to learn martial arts... it is my wish to learn martial arts someday and become a martial artist."

He said, looking at us with bright eyes.

Everyone is smiling with satisfaction, as if they find Yeon-rang, who is speaking like that, cute.

"I hope you can become one. But do you know that?"

"What? I know everything!"

"The most important thing for a martial artist is not martial arts."

"Yes? I didn't know that. Then what is more important? Is it the sect or family that is the most important?"

The child, after gathering his eyebrows and thinking deeply, asked.

"No. Whether you have learned martial arts or not is not that important. What is important is your mindset of how much you are prepared to sacrifice for others, and how much more you can strive for martial arts. If you have one of the two for sure, you are already a martial artist."

"I... see. Endless spirit of sacrifice and martial arts training... I feel like my eyes have been opened for a moment thanks to your words, Taoist Master. Thank you for the good teaching!"

He, while guiding us, suddenly bowed his head and showed his respect.

"Hmm... I know that, but for now, won't you take us to our room? Are you going to keep doing this?"

"I'm sorry! I will take you to your room right away!"

Yeon-rang answered cheerfully and took us to our respective rooms.

From what he was saying, it seemed that Yeon-rang was not a child brought by the Hwangbo family, but a child who originally lived at this inn.

But since he saw not just one or two, but several martial artists whom he had always admired, he seemed to be very excited.

'By any chance, won't that child go somewhere and brag that there are a lot of martial artists here?'

But, I soon realized that it was a needless worry.

Because I thought that Yeon-rang, who is a smart child just by looking at his eyes, would never make such a foolish mistake.

"Donor Unhwi. Then we will rest here for a bit."

"Yes. Since you have worked hard to come this far, please rest well for about a day."

"Yes. You have also worked hard, donors. If there is anything, I will go to your room."

A little while after the monks had gone into their respective rooms and I had unpacked my not-so-large luggage.

Knock knock—

A sound of someone knocking on the door was heard.

I, thinking it was one of the Shaolin monks, opened the door and said, "What is it so soon? Is there something...?"

"Grand Master! Have you been well?"

"How have you been?"

"It's been a long time, Grand Master."

But they were not Shaolin monks. There were as many as three of them, and one of them was even a woman.

They were familiar faces.

Because they were the three siblings of the Nangong family, Nangong Mu-jin, Nangong Ryu-jin, and Nangong Yu-hwa.

It seemed they had heard that I had arrived here and had come to our room.

(End of Chapter)