The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 247

Returning to the Wudang Sect, I thought.

'The Demonic Cult I remember and the Demonic Cult now might have a slightly different atmosphere.'

Thinking about it, it's a plausible story.

No matter how much the Demonic Cult bastards are fanatics crazy about a world under the Demonic Cult, they are a group large enough to swallow the entire Central Plains.

Perhaps their numbers are even greater than the Beggars' Sect as a single group.

But for so many people to prepare for the invasion of the Central Plains with one heart and one mind? It's a difficult thing to happen.

'There are still about sixteen to seventeen years left until those bastards invade.'

Why can't the Demonic Cult bastards invade right now, and only invade then?

Are they not ready yet?

Is the Demonic Cult leader's martial arts not yet complete?

Is it because the Orthodox Faction martial world is not yet divided?

All of them could be right, but there is one more possibility with a high probability.

'Because opinions are not united internally.'

Perhaps there are various opinions within the Demonic Cult, and they may not want to invade the Central Plains depending on their own interests.

The reason the Demonic Cult invades later will be because they have absorbed or eliminated all the opposition.

This thought came to me after talking with Monk Il-won... I don't know what to call him now, but anyway, it was after talking with him.

I had noticed that Monk Il-won was suspicious from the beginning.

It was strange that a master of that level would suddenly enter the Shaolin Temple as the youngest disciple, and it was also strange that the energy he possessed was a colorless and odorless martial art.

As if he had learned a special martial art to erase the color of his martial arts to hide his identity.

But I didn't know where he was sent from or what his purpose was, but to think he was a person sent from the Demonic Cult to watch me.

'If I had killed him, I wouldn't have been able to avoid the wrath of the Demonic Flower Hall Master.'

In fact, when I found out his identity, I had thought about killing him.

But the reason I just let it go was because of the Demonic Flower Hall Master.

If he was a person the Demonic Flower Hall Master cherished enough to order such a thing, if I killed him, he might come at me recklessly to do something to me.

Although I have developed a lot since I first met the Demonic Flower Hall Master, it's still a long way to go.

Of course, Monk Il-won must have revealed his identity to me knowing that I couldn't do anything to him.

"Hwi-ya. If we just cross that hill, we'll enter Hubei Province. The day is getting dark, shall we rest for one last day?"

At that time, Senior Brother Un Cheol's voice broke my thoughts.

When I came to my senses, the surrounding terrain was familiar.

As my senior brother said, we were almost in Hubei Province.

From here, we can go to the Wudang Sect in half a day if we set our minds to it, but...

"Let's do that. Since today is right before we enter the mountain, let's eat whatever we want and rest comfortably, shall we?"

"Let's do that."

At my words, my senior brother smiled with satisfaction and took a vigorous step forward.

Senior Brother Un Cheol wasn't originally like that, but these days, he seems to like playing more than I do.

Of course, when he trains, he shows the same honest and best effort as before, so I'm letting him rest properly when he rests.

"If we go over there, there's an inn that's particularly good at wontons. Let's go there."

"Wontons? Hmm. I'm looking forward to it."

My senior brother, with an unfitting smiling face, went forward.

Thinking about it, from Zhejiang Province to Shaanxi Province. My senior brother also moved as much as I did, and he suffered as much as I did.

Although he has gained that much experience and become stronger, I should let him rest for a few more days, not just today.

Because those who have suffered deserve a corresponding reward.

It's absolutely not that I'm making an excuse of Senior Brother Un Cheol because I want to stay outside the Wudang Sect for a few more days.

Absolutely not.

***

In the end, we returned to the Wudang Sect three days later.

Because we spent a day at an inn on the border of Hubei Province, slowly walked for a day, and then rested for another day at an inn at the entrance of Mount Wudang before coming up.

We ate so much during those three days that Senior Brother Un Cheol's and my faces were glistening with oil.

We, after vowing to train as hard as we ate, went to see the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader welcomed us greatly.

"Un Cheol, Un-hwi-ya. You've returned safely!"

"Yes, Sect Leader. I and my junior brother Un-hwi. We have successfully completed our given mission and returned to the Wudang Sect."

"Yes. I've been waiting. I heard something happened in Shaanxi Province too?"

"Yes. A person I got to know personally was in a difficult situation, so Un-hwi and I helped him and are on our way back."

"Well done. Well done. A Taoist, a martial artist, should feel the hardships of the common people and solve them. I am proud of you."

But the Sect Leader's reaction is a bit excessive.

In fact, I thought I might get a scolding for coming back so late.

Strictly speaking, spending time at Minister Jeong's manor was a very personal matter.

And we didn't even go there alone, we even took the Shaolin monks with us.

It's a situation sufficient to be scolded.

But instead of being scolded, to be welcomed like this. Could it be...

"Sect Leader! Another chest of gold has come in. The Geumseong Escort Agency brought a chest, saying that what came yesterday was only half of the gold!"

The person who entered the Sect Leader's room with a very bright and excited voice was none other than the Yeongeun Palace Master, Elder Ok-gyu.

He, after shouting like this, finally noticed us in the Sect Leader's room.

"Oh, oh! Un Cheol, Un-hwi. When did you two get back?"

"We just got back, Elder. But it seems there's a happy occasion in the sect. A chest of gold."

"Ha! Haha! Yes. It's a happy occasion. A happy occasion. What kind of relationship do you two have with Minister Jeong of Chang'an that he would donate two chests of gold? I don't know the officials well either, but I only vaguely knew that he was a former chancellor."

"Minister Jeong sent gold?"

"That's right. Didn't the Sect Leader tell you?"

When Senior Brother Un Cheol and I looked at the Sect Leader at the same time, the Sect Leader suddenly coughed and then said to us, "I was just about to tell you. What kind of help did you two give in Chang'an?"

"We were also about to tell you what happened there. But Sect Leader..."

When I looked at the Sect Leader with narrowed eyes, he slightly avoided my gaze.

"Yeongeun Palace Master. Give these two an appropriate reward according to the regulations. Understand?"

"Yes. I will do so, Sect Leader."

"Then shall we hear the story now? What on earth did you do to receive such a donation?"

I, with half-closed eyes, stared at the Sect Leader's rapidly changing attitude for a long time.

It seems he was thinking of secretly pocketing it if we hadn't found out, but I decided to just let it go for now and told him what had happened there.

Of course, I left out the story related to Monk Il-won.

Because I judged that it was not yet the stage to tell the whole story related to the Demonic Cult.

"So that's what happened. Originally, it's right to avoid matters related to the government as much as possible... but since the result was good this time, I won't say anything about it. But, you must be careful in the future."

"Yes. I will keep that in mind."

When I answered immediately, the Sect Leader, as if he didn't expect me to be so obedient, looked at me with wide eyes and then finally opened his mouth.

"Then go back and rest. You must be tired from being out for a long time."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

In fact, we had rested well until yesterday, but we pretended to be tired and retreated from there.

But just as we were about to leave the door, the Sect Leader called me.

"Ah! Un-hwi-ya."

"Yes?"

"Do you have any plans to go outside again soon?"

"I have many things to do. Why? Is there something you want me to do?"

I have now obtained the qualification to come and go from the Wudang Sect as I please.

Since I had returned to the sect after a long time, I was planning to take a break for a while and then go outside again when I started to get bored.

'Because I was thinking of finally raiding the tomb of the Meteor King this time.'

What I felt through this incident was that Senior Brother Un Cheol's skills were already at a considerable level.

So, of course, the other senior brothers in our room must also have decent skills.

Because I thought that if I added myself to that, we would finally have enough power to raid the tomb of the Meteor King.

'I can't hide the treasure map I received from the White-Faced Gentleman, Yi Mun-hak, forever, can I?'

Just what is known is a whopping one thousand taels of gold.

One thousand taels is a huge amount of money, enough for about five people to live in luxury for the rest of their lives.

And the sooner you get money, the better.

Because I can multiply it several times through the knowledge of the future that I know.

And the time to collect the money I had buried in the paper market of Jiangxi Province is also approaching.

"Oh... is there someone else you need to help?"

"It's not that, I have something I want to look into personally."

"Really? I see."

The Sect Leader smacked his lips as if he were disappointed.

Since I always bring a lot of money to the sect whenever I go outside the Wudang Sect, it seems he is secretly looking forward to it.

"Then stay in the Wudang Sect for a little while."

"Is there something going on?"

"It's not a big deal. Isn't it time for the martial arts tournament to be held again?"

"Ah! Has it already been that time?"

The martial arts tournament is held once every six months, and it seems time flies that the time has already come.

But in fact, our room did not participate in the last tournament, nor the one before that.

Because I was away all the time.

And my senior brothers have also long surpassed the level where they would be desperate for the rewards they can get from the martial arts tournament.

Although an elixir like the Micheongdan is always good to receive, it's at a level where it's not very efficient.

"Yes. But this time, I'm thinking of applying a slightly different rule."

"A different rule?"

"This time, it's not a team competition, but an individual competition. And I'm thinking of picking the five strongest from your generation and giving them the title of the Five Swords of Wudang. I thought you shouldn't be missing from such a tournament."

I, realizing the Sect Leader's intention, smiled.

Among the disciples of our generation, the strongest is me, no matter what anyone says.

So if I were to be missing when giving the grand title of the Five Swords of Wudang, the situation would become a little strange.

But he can't give the title to me who didn't even participate in the martial arts tournament, so it means that I should stay in the Wudang Sect for a while and participate in the martial arts tournament.

"I understand. I should also slowly prepare for the martial arts tournament. I will prepare well without being careless at all."

"Yes. That's a good mindset. I hope you will do your best and show a great performance in this tournament."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

I, bowing to the Sect Leader and the Yeongeun Palace Master, came out of the Sangcheong Palace with Senior Brother Un Cheol.

'It's a good opportunity to see how much the other senior brothers have developed.'

The Wudang Sect, which I have returned to after a long time.

It seems an interesting thing has happened as soon as I came here.

I'll have to postpone raiding the tomb of the Meteor King for a little while.

A thought flashed through my mind that I might be able to mobilize not only the senior brothers in our room, but also other more outstanding senior brothers.

(End of Chapter)