The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 208

It seems old man Maeng Gwang-gae has prepared various strategies for this task.

To be honest, old man Maeng Gwang-gae smells a lot, and he also looks dirty.

If it weren't for his shrill voice and sharp eyes, he has an appearance that could easily be ignored anywhere.

But there are various abilities hidden in that appearance, and among them, the most outstanding are his ability to process collected information and his ability as a staff officer who plans operations.

Although his martial arts were also strong, thanks to this ability, he was also in charge of operations when we went around smashing bad guys together in the future.

"For now, this is the first mission. We need to divert the attention of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys from Shandong Province and make them focus on Zhejiang Province here, and for that, there's nothing better than causing a scene and acting like a nuisance."

I nodded my head greatly.

'As expected of old man Maeng Gwang-gae. He really likes feint operations.'

In fact, I have planned a similar operation once before.

It was the time I sent Senior Brother Un Jeong to the Shi-yue Pavilion and made him cause a scene.

That operation was a direct application of what I had learned from old man Maeng Gwang-gae in my previous life, and it worked without a hitch.

"The most important thing in this operation is security. Because we have to make it so that the guys don't realize that the Martial Arts Alliance has intervened."

"So you've organized this task mainly with rising stars, right?"

He, with a look of 'look at this guy?', looked at me and then continued, "Yes. That was the biggest reason. So I agonized a lot over gathering the current personnel. Do you know what the reason is?"

"Because you had to bring only those who were outstanding in skill but whose faces were not known among the rising stars. Originally, if you are outstanding in skill, you also gain fame, but there are not many martial artists who have skill but lack fame, right?"

"Exactly. Do you have anything more to say?"

"It could mean that the skills of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys are more outstanding than I thought. Since their skills were probably judged by the elder and the Beggars' Sect members after collecting information, it's obvious that it will be very accurate."

Maeng Gwang-gae said with a frown.

"Tsk. You be the leader. There's nothing to explain."

"I just found out that the elder had set the stage well. If you had told me to plan this from the beginning, it would have been impossible."

He, after glaring at me for a moment, smiled.

It seems he likes my eloquence.

"Where did a guy like this come from? And from the boring and rigid Wudang Sect at that."

"I learned everything from my master."

"Tsk, I thought that guy Hyeon Yang had potential when he was young, but he suddenly became quiet, and it seems he has passed on all his temperament to his disciple."

Maeng Gwang-gae, after recalling my master, chuckled to himself and then continued, "Yes. I've decided. It seems your role will be insufficient with just causing a scene."

"Then?"

"You'll have to do something else besides that."

"Hmm... I'd like to decline additional work without compensation..."

"Will there really be no compensation? There will be something after it's over, and if you do more work, it's natural to give you more."

I quickly rolled my head.

Maeng Gwang-gae is an elder of the Beggars' Sect. Of course, since he is a beggar, there is nothing he can compensate me with.

Because what beggars have is at most a well-made striking staff or the martial arts of the Beggars' Sect, and he wouldn't give that to me, and I don't want to receive it.

'But this task is not led by the Beggars' Sect. To be precise, the Martial Arts Alliance is behind the Beggars' Sect... and more than anything, the Hwangbo family is with them.'

In the first place, this task is to save the Hwangbo family.

And the Hwangbo family is a rich family that is recognized even in the martial world.

It is clear that the Hwangbo family will compensate me with something.

As I was diligently rolling my head, Maeng Gwang-gae, showing his yellowed teeth, smiled and opened his mouth.

"And the rising stars of the Nangong family are here, so if you do the same work as the Grand Master of the family, what will become of the Grand Master's dignity?"

"You knew."

"Of course I knew. Who do you think I am?"

I, thinking that the Beggars' Sect would naturally know this information, passed it over as if it were nothing.

In fact, the fact that I am the Grand Master of the direct descendants of the Nangong family could hurt the dignity of the Nangong family a little, and it could be a little troublesome for me, but other than that, there is nothing to lose, but rather to gain.

Because it means that my position and right to speak in the martial world have grown that much.

"Except for me, there are few people who know that fact, so you can rest assured. How about it. Do you now feel like doing something different from others?"

"I've had my mind set on it since a while ago. And the sooner I successfully carry out the tasks I'm in charge of, the sooner this task will end, right? To be honest, although Zhejiang Province is a good neighborhood, I can't stay here for that long. I also have a place to stop by on the way back to the Wudang Sect."

"A place to stop by?"

"It's a personal matter, so I can't tell you in detail. However, please just know that everything I'm trying to do is for the sake of the Central Plains."

Although Maeng Gwang-gae had a very curious expression, since he was a person who knew etiquette, he could not ask in more detail when I drew the line by saying it was a personal matter.

"So, what do I have to do?"

"Ugh... this bold thing. Yes, I'll tell you."

He, after taking out a crumpled piece of paper from his bosom, unfolded it and showed it to me.

On it, seven names were written, and I, after glancing at the names, was able to recognize what that paper was right away.

'The leaders of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants.'

They were the names of the leaders of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants. It's not that I had memorized all their names.

But since I had heard them once, I was able to recognize them at a glance.

'No. Are you telling me to go around and face the leaders now? Are you telling me to assassinate them?'

Although I had a question for a moment, I waited to listen to his explanation quietly.

As I had expected, he looked at me right away and opened his mouth.

"Remember the names written here well. These are the sect leaders of the seven sects called the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants."

"I thought so."

"Then do you think you know what I'm going to ask you to do now?"

"I don't know that well. Surely you're not telling me to assassinate them, right?"

Although I asked, wondering if it was possible, he looked at me and smiled with a sinister smile.

"N-No way. Really? Wait. If you're going to assassinate them anyway, why are you asking me to do it? Since you're going to kill them without anyone knowing, you should have chosen someone with much stronger martial arts. Ah! By any chance, is it to make it so that there are no problems even if you are discovered?"

"Stop making up stories and listen to me. Don't worry. I'm not trying to make you do something like an assassination."

"Phew... then that's a relief."

"But, it can be said to be the opposite of an assassination."

"The opposite?"

He, as if he were looking for something, looked around, and then, after walking to a drawer on the wall, he took something out.

It was a sword and a set of martial arts clothes.

"From now on, you are not Unhwi of the Wudang Sect, but the martial artist An Hwi of the Hwanho Sect."

"Hwanho Sect? An Hwi?"

"Yes. Your job is to wear these clothes, hold this sword... go to the sect leaders of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants and challenge them to a spar. And smash them without any mercy."

"Yes...?"

I looked at him with a dumbfounded expression.

But he said to me with an excited face, "Actually, this was a method that our Beggars' Sect did not recommend much. Because the martial arts of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants sect leaders are stronger than I thought. Although they are not among the Nine Sects and One Gang or the Five Great Families, they are people who have established themselves in this area and have trained for a long time. It means that a mere rising star cannot win against them in a fair and square spar."

"Then why are you asking me to do such a thing?"

"Because you are not a mere rising star."

“……”

"Well. I've heard roughly. That you were the one who actually took care of the Black Society Master, right?"

"That was with my master and everyone..."

He, with a snort, cut me off.

"I heard everything from Gwak Seok-san. Where are you trying to back out. And I also heard everything about what happened in Xinjiang. Surely you don't think I don't know about those things, right?"

"You knew everything."

"Yes. So I judged that you could easily win against the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants sect leaders. If you can do that, others will cause chaos from below, and you will stir up the leaders. It's a very good opportunity to pressure them from both sides."

I nodded my head without my realizing it.

Because if it is realized as he said, it will surely be a more efficient method than anything else.

"But will they accept a fair and square spar?"

"You have to create a situation where they have no choice but to accept. I'll take care of that, so don't worry."

"And also..."

"And what?"

"The sect and the name are a little..."

"Why is that?"

"The Hwanho Sect's An Hwi. Doesn't it sound a little too weak? Can't we use another name or sect?"

But he suddenly had an angry expression, and then, after changing to a sad expression, he changed to a calm expression again and said to me in a calm voice, "It was actually weak."

"Yes?"

"They were too weak. The Hwanho Sect was also too weak, and An Hwi was also too weak. So the Hwanho Sect was destroyed, and An Hwi died."

He, as if he were recalling something, opened his mouth.

"The Hwanho Sect was actually a small sect here in Zhejiang Province. They were people who made a living by escorting the goods of merchant guilds like an escort agency, or by protecting people. Their martial arts were weak, and their power was small, but they were good people. They were people who did not covet others' things and were satisfied with the rewards that matched their abilities."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

I can feel anger slowly welling up in Maeng Gwang-gae.

"But they were annihilated by those who coveted others' things. Those who wanted to take away that small business right attacked the Hwanho Sect, and everyone died. No, one person was alive. He barely escaped from the Hwanho Sect with serious injuries. But, because of his too great injuries, he soon died. And I, who heard that news... told them never to reveal his death to the outside."

"The ones who attacked that Hwanho Sect, by any chance... are they the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants?"

"Yes. There are not just one or two small sects that have been destroyed like this. Do you think I am going this far just to save the Hwangbo family? They are tyrants and demons. They are guys who must disappear from this land of the Central Plains."

He, as if he were swallowing his anger, said, grinding his teeth.

I think I know the meaning of this sword and these martial arts clothes.

I have to become the last survivor of the Hwanho Sect and become a vengeful ghost who gets revenge on them.

"An Hwi was a young martial artist who was only about your age. He, while dying, is said to have asked our Beggars' Sect members for revenge."

"I see. Then the reason they can't refuse is..."

"Yes. What you will do from now on is a just revenge as a Hwanho Sect member. I will personally stand as the witness of that spar.”

(End of Chapter)