The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 226

On the way to Chang'an after leaving the inn with my senior brother and the Shaolin monks.

We were able to cross the border of Shaanxi Province in less than ten days.

During that time, the Shaolin monks persistently asked me what I had been doing on my own, and thanks to that, I had no choice but to tell them what had happened there in great detail.

"Hoho... as expected, you are in a different league from me. Since it was my first time in the martial world, I was very much looking forward to what kind of work I would be assigned, but I was disappointed that I could only do things like wearing a ridiculous hat and disrupting their business establishments..."

Monk Il-jik was noticeably disappointed.

"You've just taken your first step into the martial world, haven't you, monk? Originally, you start small like this, figure out what the martial world is like, and then you gradually take on more difficult and challenging missions."

"Hearing you say that, I think you're right. I'm just starting out, and there are many more chivalrous acts to do in the future...!"

"That's right. You just have to take it one step at a time."

After talking a little, I found that Monk Il-jik, although similar to Hwangbo Jung-hyeon, had a slightly different obsession.

Both of them want to do more difficult and challenging missions, and they want to build up achievements from them.

But if Hwangbo Jung-hyeon wants to take on more difficult missions because he is obsessed with fame and reputation, Monk Il-jik's tendency is a little different.

He doesn't care much about fame, but rather, he wants to do the adventure and chivalrous acts themselves.

It means that he wants to become a chivalrous hero who can be talked about as a legend in the future, like the legendary martial artists in old stories.

To be honest, if I had to choose the one with the real madness, it would definitely be this one.

"After hearing your story, I also had the thought that we didn't really need to go to Zhejiang Province. To be honest, it feels like you did everything by yourself..."

"What are you talking about? It's absolutely not like that. It's all thanks to the people who did that work from below that I was able to smoothly fight only with the leaders."

"Is that so?"

"Of course. Think about it. Before I went, the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants were already in a chaotic situation. Because the martial artists who had come first were carrying out their missions. At that time, since I suddenly appeared, they probably didn't think much of me. 'A disciple of the Hwanho Sect? It's annoying, so I'll just get rid of him quickly and see to other things.' Like this."

Monk Il-won, who was next to me, tilted his head and asked me, "Then if it wasn't for this situation, but a peaceful situation, you mean they wouldn't have accepted your spar so easily?"

"That might be the case. In the first place, a spar is a matter that you can accept or not, right? If they had peace of mind, they would have thought about it enough and then decided. Whether this spar would be more beneficial to me, or more of a loss. But because of the psychological pressure that their business establishments were being destroyed, they couldn't make a calm judgment, and in the end, they died at my hands."

"No... you mean you thought that far?"

"It wasn't me, but to be precise, it was Elder Maeng Gwang-gae who arranged it. I just became his sword and moved."

When I shrugged my shoulders and said that, a deeper envy appeared in Monk Il-jik's eyes.

Since when did he start to admire everything I say, it seems to be getting a little burdensome.

"Anyway, since we've arrived in Shaanxi Province, follow me well. You've all come to Shaanxi Province for the first time, haven't you? If you cross this complicated place, a pretty good inn will come out, so let's rest there today."

"But Hwi-ya. As far as I know, you're also coming here for the first time, but you're talking as if you've been here before."

"Me? Well... it's my first time coming here in person, but since I've memorized all the various geography books and maps, it's as clear as if I've already been here. Hahaha!"

I, after giving an awkward laugh, took the lead and walked with a brisk pace.

My senior brother has a sharp side at times, so he often makes me flustered.

***

And so, we finally entered Shaanxi Province.

There are three most famous things in Shaanxi Province.

The first is the Huashan Sect, the second is the Zhongnan Sect, and the third is the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor who is said to have unified the Central Plains in the old days, the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Since there is no need to visit the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor now, I'll set it aside for now, but the Huashan Sect and the Zhongnan Sect cannot be ignored.

In particular, the Huashan Sect is a sect that has many similarities with our Wudang Sect in some ways.

In the first place, both are Taoist sects, and they mainly use swords.

However, the biggest difference between Wudang and Huashan is...

'There are more annoying Taoists in Huashan.'

The Taoists of the Wudang Sect had a slightly naive side.

Perhaps because of their tendency to want to live away from the secular world, they did not openly ignore the martial artists of the small and medium-sized sects, not the Nine Sects and One Gang, and they were naive and simple, so when we often did missions together, they often listened to me, who had more experience.

But the Taoists of Huashan are a little different.

They have a sense of privilege that they are the strongest and most important in the world, and they openly ignored martial artists like me who had an unclear origin, no matter how outstanding their achievements were.

Of course, not all the Taoists of the Huashan Sect were like that, but at least almost all the Huashan Sect martial artists I met were like that.

'Is the Zhongnan Sect... a little better?'

The Zhongnan Sect is also one of the Nine Sects and One Gang, and although it started as a Taoist sect a long time ago, it is now a place that has established itself as a secular sect.

This place is also a place with a very high pride, as befits one of the Nine Sects and One Gang, but it is at least better than the Huashan Sect.

In the first place, since it has the character of a secular sect, not a Taoist sect, it does not have a tendency to be so hostile to people from other sects, and at least there was no such thing as them sticking together and excluding people from other sects.

'Although I said I would come to Chang'an with my own mouth, I hope I don't get involved with Huashan as much as possible.'

However, that probably won't be an easy thing either.

Because it is no exaggeration to say that Shaanxi Province is firmly held by the Huashan Sect and the Zhongnan Sect.

"Unhwi-ya. Didn't you say that the provincial capital of Shaanxi Province is Chang'an?"

"That's right."

"Then how long does it take to get to Chang'an from here?"

"Probably a day or two if we're fast. Three or four days if we're late."

"But are there so many people even in this outlying area? The inn is crowded."

"It can't be helped. Shaanxi Province has a deep history of being a cultural and political center, right? As much as that, the culture has developed, and agriculture has also developed around the basin, so the population itself is large."

"It's a province that is also adjacent to Hubei Province where our Wudang Sect is located... it seems there is a big difference."

"Well, among Hubei, the west where Mount Wudang is located has a small population. Because many people live in the Wuhan area."

The monks also, as if it were strange that there were so many people even in the inn in a small village, kept looking around, and I, in a small voice, stopped them.

"Since you've got a general idea of the atmosphere, let's not do anything that stands out and just eat quietly and go up to our rooms. Let's rest well today and aim to enter Chang'an tomorrow."

"Okay. Let's do that."

The reason I stopped them was because I had found quite a few martial artists around.

Among them were martial artists of the Huashan Sect, and there were also martial artists of the Zhongnan Sect.

The martial artists of the two sects, due to the conflict over a long period of time, are in a relationship that is no less than that of sworn enemies.

Because there is nothing good to be gained by doing something that stands out in a situation like this.

'The reason I came here is not to get involved with the other Nine Sects and One Gang, but because of Minister Jeong's matter.'

Because if I get involved with the martial artists of the two sects who have a strong pride, they might find fault with why we, the Wudang Sect, are trying to interfere in the affairs of Shaanxi Province, or if there is another reason for coming here.

'Come to think of it, because of their relationship, they couldn't even defend properly against the attack of the Demonic Cult.'

Of course, when the war broke out, the martial artists of Huashan and Zhongnan also fought hard, but they could not live up to the reputation of the Huashan Sect and the Zhongnan Sect and soon collapsed.

Although there are various reasons, the biggest reason is that the two sects, which are relatively close to each other, could not join forces and were defeated individually.

When the survivors talked about it later, there were also people who said that if Huashan and Zhongnan had joined forces and held out a little longer at that time, the aspect of the war would have changed greatly.

Because the remaining martial artists could have gathered in one place and bought time to fight to the death against the Demonic Cult.

Of course, I did not agree with that statement.

It is close to impossible for the remaining survivors to gather in one place with one mind and one will, and even if they did, they would not have been able to withstand the power of the Demonic Cult leader and would have all been wiped out.

The reason I am so obsessed with strengthening my own power after waking up in this life is not for anything else.

No matter how good a strategy you make, how you use the art of war, and how you gather people...

In the end, it is because you must have the martial power to face the Demonic Cult leader and win.

"The meal is here, customer."

As I was thinking about the old days while waiting for the food, the waiter brought the food.

Since we were eating with the monks, we only ordered simple vegetables and noodles, so the food came out quickly.

"Hwi-ya. The atmosphere around here is not good, so let's eat quickly and leave."

When we were about halfway through our meal, Senior Brother Un Cheol whispered to me.

I had been focusing on my thoughts and hadn't been paying attention to my surroundings, but as my senior brother said, the atmosphere was getting a little strange.

I don't know if the martial artist of Huashan started the fight first, or if the martial artist of the Zhongnan Sect started the fight first, but across a table, the martial artists of the two sects are glaring at each other.

'It looks like it's going to explode soon...'

From experience, a fight breaks out quickly in an atmosphere like this.

At the moment when I was about to tell my senior brother and the Shaolin monks to leave the food they were eating and go back to their rooms quickly.

"Did you just say that? What? A coward? I'm just trying not to solve everything with a sword like you guys."

"Ignorant? Haha! Since the Taoist of Huashan only lives on the mountain, it seems he has forgotten what real ignorance is. Why don't you just practice Taoism on the mountain, why did you come all the way down here and loiter around?"

"Come to think of it, this place is closer to our Huashan than Mount Zhongnan, so aren't you the one who is really loitering around?"

As expected.

A loud voice erupted from a corner of the inn.

The two of them, after exchanging a fight in a loud voice, suddenly

They finally drew their swords.

Our party, including me, had surprised expressions at the situation where blood could be shed because of a small argument.

"No...! To think that martial artists of the orthodox faction!"

Monk Il-jik looked around the inn with a lamenting face.

An inn is not a place that only martial artists use. It is a place that anyone can use as long as they have money.

When the martial artists of Huashan and Zhongnan drew their swords, those who did not know martial arts were terrified and, leaving the food they were eating, took refuge against the wall.

The waiter, as well as the innkeeper and the cook, came out and looked at them with worried expressions.

Although the martial artists are fighting, it is a situation where those who do not know martial arts have no choice but to see the damage.

'Should I step in?'

At the moment when I was looking around and thinking about how to mediate this situation that was about to explode.

"Stop it! What kind of disgrace is this for disciples of the Nine Sects and One Gang to do in front of the common people!"

An angry voice suddenly erupted from my side.

When I, surprised, turned my head, I saw the angry face of Monk Il-jik, and the attention of everyone in this inn was focused on him.

(End of Chapter)