The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 275

Of course, the Ghost Shaman found out more than the Ghost Shadow Squad Leader.

But still, he couldn't easily understand what had happened here.

No, perhaps because he saw more, he couldn't understand it even more.

"Is there a problem?"

The third young master, who had been quiet until then, asked the Ghost Shaman.

The Ghost Shaman frowned again.

He didn't want to tell the third young master what he had just seen and felt.

But he had no choice but to open his mouth.

"Rather than a problem... no, should I call this a problem?"

"What is it?"

"First of all, in my opinion, there is only one culprit."

"One person?"

"First of all, I could only find the traces of one person's sword. Perhaps the fight started here..."

He pointed to the front of the stage and then, pointing his finger downwards, continued, "There was a pretty fierce fight here, and after that, he even slaughtered the rest who couldn't resist. He is a very cruel person."

"What method did he use?"

"That's the problem... first of all, judging from his stride, I was able to find out that he is a martial artist who is not that tall, but I can't figure out which sect's footwork it is."

"Why?"

"Because the level of the footwork is considerable, it didn't create deep marks. There are two or three footprints connected, but it's hard to get meaningful information from that alone."

"Then what about the martial arts he used? Can you recognize the sword art?"

"That's..."

The Ghost Shaman trailed off once more.

Then, as if he had no choice, he opened his mouth.

"The culprit only faced everyone with basic sword arts."

"Basic sword arts?"

"I mean basic movements like stabbing, cutting, and hitting. I can't feel any special forms."

"Does that mean... he faced my younger brother with just the Three Talents Sword Art?"

"Yes... that's right."

The Ghost Shaman answered without confidence.

Even he thinks it's absurd.

Although the third young master had belittled the fourth young master, saying he put his life on the line and didn't train in martial arts, that standard is only applicable among the young masters.

If you convert the elixirs he ate and the martial arts he learned into money, it would be enough to buy a city, so it's safe to say that the fourth young master has reached the level of a peak master.

"This is... absurd..."

The third young master, Muk Wol-gwang, frowned at the words he couldn't easily understand.

And yet, on the other hand, he is a person who ceaselessly organizes his thoughts.

"A mysterious master of unknown identity killed my younger brother using only basic sword arts? What do you think, Elder?"

"What do you mean? If you're asking whether it's possible or impossible, it's certainly not an impossible thing..."

"No. That's not it. I'm asking if you think this incident is a coincidence, or if you think it's someone's intention."

"Well..."

The Ghost Shaman trailed off.

In his opinion, the possibility of it being a coincidence is very high.

First of all, because there are almost no people who would know that the fourth young master of the Demonic Cult would come to this small sect called the Ghost Iron Gate without any escorts.

If he had come with someone, it could be seen that the secret had leaked through him, but he came here alone.

And the second reason he thinks it's a coincidence is because of the fact that the Ghost Iron Gate was trashy enough to be killed by a righteous hero at any time.

The Ghost Iron Gate he already knew, and the Ghost Iron Gate he had examined through the traces after coming here, had only done things that third-rate trash would do.

It's not impossible that a master who had been waiting to finish them off happened to attack on the day the fourth young master was here.

But he couldn't easily say this in front of the third young master.

Because what he was saying now implied that 'the third young master's younger brother was a person who associated with such trash!'

"Elder Oh... you think it's a coincidence."

"Yes. I think it could be."

"I understand for now. There's no other way but to find out his appearance from those who survived here."

"I have already sent some Ghost Shadow Squad members to find out."

"Ghost Shaman. You didn't use force on them, did you?"

The third young master asked with a frown.

If it were up to him, he would like to get information about the mysterious master by torturing the survivors here, but right now, the Beggars' Sect will be watching them closely.

It's a bigger problem to create trouble here and reveal their existence here.

"You don't have to worry about that. This Elder Oh. Even if I seem old, I can make that much judgment."

He, with a proud expression, continued, "I dressed the Ghost Shadow Squad members in the martial arts uniforms of the Martial Alliance and told them to investigate, saying that the Martial Alliance was conducting an investigation."

"I see."

"They should be back soon."

After a very short time, as he said, two Ghost Shadow Squad members stood in front of Muk Wol-gwang and the Ghost Shaman.

"How is it. Did you find out who the bastard is?"

The Ghost Shadow Squad member immediately nodded his head and answered, "Fortunately, he is said to have revealed who he is. And I have also heard his appearance."

"Oh, really? Who on earth is the culprit?"

"He is said to have introduced himself as a Self-Taught Swordsman."

"A Self-Taught Swordsman?"

The Ghost Shaman tilted his head at the title he had never heard before in his life.

"Yes. He is said to have clearly introduced himself as the Self-Taught Swordsman Hwi-un."

"I've never heard that name before. His appearance?"

"That's... I also didn't quite understand that part, but everyone said something similar."

"What did they say? Stop being so frustrating and hurry up and tell me!"

The Ghost Shadow Squad member, however, hesitated for a moment and then finally opened his mouth.

"They said he was a handsome young man with fair skin, a young age, and a fine and slender face."

"What...? A young age?"

"They said he had a youthful face that would have been in his mid-teens at most."

"A youthful face?!"

The Ghost Shaman was beyond dumbfounded.

A young martial artist who hasn't even reached the age of majority killed the entire Ghost Iron Gate using only basic sword arts, and even killed the third young master?

It doesn't make sense in his common sense.

Although the Ghost Iron Gate Master's character might be too good to be called trash, his skills are quite useful.

That's why the Cult Leader also allowed the third young master to associate with them.

"Ah... no way?!"

"No way?"

Muk Wol-gwang and the Ghost Shaman looked at each other at the same time and opened their mouths.

They realized with their eyes that they were thinking the same thing.

"We must return to the cult immediately."

"Yes. This is not the time to be doing this here."

They suddenly became busy.

The Ghost Shaman called the Ghost Shadow Squad Leader and said to him, "Let's leave this place quickly. And we must send a letter to the Cult Leader as soon as possible."

"I understand, Elder. What should I write in the letter?"

"Write this. A mysterious master presumed to have undergone reverse aging has appeared. His title and name are the Self-Taught Swordsman Hwi-un."

The Ghost Shaman and Muk Wol-gwang thought that the martial artist named the Self-Taught Swordsman Hwi-un must be a master who had undergone reverse aging.

Because if he is a person who has undergone reverse aging, everything fits perfectly.

"If a master who has undergone reverse aging has appeared in the martial world... it might greatly hinder our plans."

A mysterious master is a variable. He thought he had to return to the cult quickly and discuss how to respond to the variable, and then he immediately left the Ghost Iron Gate.

In an instant, the people left, and only silence filled the Ghost Iron Gate again.

But suddenly, the ground in the corner of the yard seemed to stir, and a human figure shot up from that spot.

"Hohoho! A master of reverse aging? This, I might be able to use this. Hohoho!"

Soon, he also disappeared from that place.

Leaving only a creepy laugh behind.

***

The journey to the Martial Alliance with my master was very enjoyable.

During the journey, it was, of course, a series of training, training, and training.

But now, as if my master acknowledged my skills, he did not just do the brutal movement technique training and physical training like before.

Rather, what my master taught me were more practical things.

My master taught me how to hunt.

In fact, since my previous life, I have camped and eaten animals almost as a daily routine, so it's safe to say I'm a master of hunting.

But still, my master taught me how to hunt.

"Right now, the easiest way for you to hunt is, of course, to perform a movement technique, approach the prey, and then stab it with a sword. However, that is all possible because you have internal energy. Originally, hunting is not like that."

After listening to my master's words, it was really so.

I started hunting after I learned martial arts.

That's why I first found the prey with my vision and eyesight that had become brighter with internal energy, and then I was hunting by instantly approaching and attacking the prey using internal energy again.

Of course, with my current skills, I will never starve even with that hunting method.

Because I have the skill and internal energy to beat down even bears and tigers.

"Imagine if you didn't have internal energy. Then how would you have to hunt?"

I, after listening to my master's words, thought about it.

The first thing that came to my mind was the hunting methods of other animals.

Thanks to my numerous camping experiences, I had often watched predators hunt, and that was the first thing that came to mind.

"I have to hide my body, wait for an opportunity, and hunt by capturing a small gap."

"Yes. That's it. Shall I say it more intuitively? It's about creating a situation where you can hunt the prey, and not missing that moment."

"It means creating a situation where you are bound to succeed in hunting."

"That's right. Hunting is just like that. Overwhelming the opponent with overwhelming force is a fight rather than a hunt. A fight where you can win against the opponent, or lose to the opponent. Think about it carefully. Do you use the expression 'prey' for animals, or do you use the expression 'fighting opponent'?"

"Ah...!"

I thought I knew why my master was teaching me how to hunt, and why he was explaining the concept of hunting.

"I see, master. It would be the same when fighting an enemy. If I create a situation where I can hunt and fight, it would be much more advantageous. I can win a losing fight, and I can win a winning fight perfectly without getting hurt at all."

"That's it."

And my master explained the basic contents of hunting to me.

That you have to hide in a place where the wind blows from the prey so that the smell doesn't spread, that you have to crawl on your stomach to move without making a sound without internal energy, that you have to rush from the blind spot of the prey's vision when you attack, etc...

There were things I already knew, but there were also things I was hearing for the first time.

And there were things I vaguely knew, but now I knew for sure.

After a long lecture, my master, with a faint smile, said to me, "As expected, you understand at once."

"It's thanks to you teaching me well, master."

"In that sense, go and catch tonight's dinner without using internal energy today. If you catch a decent animal within one shichen (2 hours), I will do everything from preparing it to cooking it."

"Is that really true? Did you promise to do everything, master?"

"Of course. But the remaining time is gradually decreasing, aren't you going to leave?"

"Yikes! I'll be right back. I'll catch a big one!"

I immediately began to move to find prey.

It's good to catch a big prey here, and it's also good if I can't catch it.

Because what's important to me right now is that I'm having a good time with my master, learning these things.

And I know well that these times are not meaningless, but will someday return to me as a great enlightenment.

I had a strong conviction that even this process would make me stronger.

(End of Chapter)