The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 284

To be honest, the mission to subdue the Black Fist Gang itself is not that difficult.

Because the Black Fist Gang was a small group of ruffians consisting of about twenty people.

Moreover, their martial arts level is not that high, so if it were as it should be, they are bastards who can be completely subdued in less than a shichen (2 hours).

Some people might wonder how such bastards survived on the Kaifeng floor where the Martial Alliance is.

But, it would be more correct to say that the Martial Alliance let them live rather than that they survived.

Countless people come to the Martial Alliance every day.

Most of them are people who originally have a connection with the Martial Alliance, but there are also many people who come to establish a connection with the Martial Alliance for the first time, like me.

That's why, in order to give a test to those who come to establish a connection with the Martial Alliance Leader for the first time, they let the not-so-threatening groups of ruffians live until the right time comes, and they are only managing the list.

The Black Fist Gang was also one of the groups that survived because of that.

In fact, the Black Fist Gang are not very prominent bastards.

Of course, they extort money from the surrounding merchants under the pretext of protection fees, and they beat some merchants who don't listen, and they have even killed people while fighting with other ruffians over interests.

But, that degree is not very severe compared to other groups of ruffians.

They did not extort money excessively, they beat people without injuring their bodies, and they did not fight over interests in the first place.

But there was a reason for all that, and that was because the Black Fist Gang was actually the main headquarters of an assassin sect called the Black Sand Moon.

As an assassin sect, the Black Sand Moon cannot have a main headquarters openly, nor can it receive commissions.

That's why they used the Black Fist Gang as a front to create a hideout inside and to receive commissions from the surrounding people.

Since it is the main headquarters of an assassin sect, the Black Fist Gang naturally had to avoid the eyes of the Martial Alliance, so they had no choice but to be passive in extorting money from the merchants, which was their side job, and thanks to that, it strangely coincided well with the intentions of the Martial Alliance, and they had survived without any trouble until now.

'But why did I receive the same mission as that time?'

It is at least a few years later that the self-reliant swordsman Unhwi receives this mission from the Martial Alliance Leader.

That's why it's not even certain if the true identity of the Black Fist Gang is the Black Sand Moon at present.

In the end, it means I have to go to the Black Fist Gang to find out.

"Hwi-ya, are you all ready?"

"Yes, master. Where are you going, master?"

"I'm not going that far either. And the mission I received from the Martial Alliance Leader this time is a mission for reconnaissance rather than for fighting, so it's not that difficult."

The mission my master received was to scout a unorthodox sect that had settled in a city called Fengqiu, a little further north than Kaifeng.

Originally, these things are usually done by the Beggars' Sect, but the city of Fengqiu is a wealthy city with unusually few beggars.

Even if it is an unorthodox sect, if they are not fools, they will naturally be on guard if the number of beggars suddenly increases.

"Hwi-ya. No matter how weak the opponent is, don't be careless and always be careful and careful."

"Yes. You be careful too, master."

We exchanged a short greeting, and my master, who had a long way to go, left first.

I took out the Red Dragon Sword and slowly began to maintain the sword.

Because I thought that if the Black Sand Moon appeared like in my past life, it might be a rather difficult fight.

'The number was only about ten, but it was more difficult because they were bastards who fought thoroughly as assassins, not as martial artists.'

The Black Sand Moon bastards were quite skilled in martial arts for assassins, but they couldn't overcome the limitations of being assassins. At best, they were a little over the first-rate level.

However, as if they chose practicality over the pride of a martial artist, they fought thoroughly as assassins.

They constantly hid and ambushed without revealing their appearance if possible...

If it were one or two, it wouldn't be that scary, but if a dozen skilled assassins keep doing that, it becomes quite tricky.

Moreover, if it were a forest or an open space with no people, I could have just wiped out the space itself, so that wouldn't have worked either, but the bastards were cunning and hid in the crowded marketplace, so I couldn't do that either.

After finishing the sword maintenance while thinking about the old days, I flicked the sword with my finger.

A clear sound echoed, and the vibration of the sword ringing felt in my hand.

'Let's go.'

I sheathed the sword and stood up from my seat, tidying up my clothes.

It was time to face the past again.

***

The market in the north of Kaifeng is quite large.

It is said to be the largest market in this area, so countless unorthodox sects that tried to extort money from the market people have appeared and disappeared.

In fact, from my point of view, I wonder how they lost their fear to set up an unorthodox sect right in front of the Martial Alliance, but the bastards seem to set it up thinking that the darkest place is under the candlestick.

'This place... is the same as that time.'

Although there is a slight time difference between this place I remember and now, it is not different from my memory at all.

There are many people, the atmosphere is lively, and the shops that were there then are still here now.

I moved my steps without hesitation.

Originally, when you receive a mission from the Martial Alliance, you receive a mission paper.

The mission paper contains the approximate personal details and location of the mission target, and various information to solve this mission.

But when I received it, I glanced at it once and didn't need to look at it anymore.

Because I already know the location well since I've been there once, and the skills of the bastards written here are skills that did not take the Black Sand Moon into account anyway.

I don't know if the bastards will be there or not, but I still raised my tension and walked to the place where the Black Fist Gang bastards were.

After moving a little, a familiar street soon began to appear. I thought there was no need to waste time, so I headed straight for the entrance of the Black Fist Gang.

But when I arrived there, there was something a little different from before.

"Who are you! Where did you come from!"

Originally, since it was a road where it wouldn't be strange for people to pass by, it seemed they didn't particularly bother you unless you tried to enter the Black Fist Gang, but just as I got close, a few big guys reacted very sensitively and blocked my way.

There's no way the news that I'm coming to attack them has already spread here... it was certain that something was happening to the bastards.

"Why are you suddenly picking a fight?"

"What?"

"How do you know if I'm just passing by or if I have business with you, that you're picking a fight first?"

The two big guys looked at each other for a moment, and as if they realized they had made a mistake, they cleared their throats and continued, "Hmm, hmm. You seem to be a martial artist, I'm sorry. Please continue on your way."

"Hmm...?"

I frowned slightly and stared at the bastard's face.

Because he had an expression as if he was hiding something.

Since they are ruffians who suck the blood of merchants anyway, and they are also the underlings of an assassin sect, they would naturally have many things to be nervous about, but that reaction seemed to be more sensitive these days.

"I can't just let this go."

"What did you say?"

"I don't know if you can recognize this pattern, but I am a martial artist of the Wudang Sect."

"W-Wudang Sect!"

"If it were you, would you just let it go if some dregs who bully merchants on the market floor like you suddenly pick a fight?"

The bastard seemed to be furious at the word 'dregs', but he did not get angry right away.

But that attitude seemed a little different from being scared of the name Wudang Sect and acting servile.

Rather, what should I say... it felt like he didn't want to make a big deal out of his business with me because he had something he wanted to hide.

"I apologize once again. Yesterday, some uninvited guests came to our gang and there was a big commotion. I thought you might be a part of those uninvited guests, so I spoke loudly first."

He said quite politely.

I was able to realize a few things from his words.

It seemed someone had attacked the Black Fist Gang yesterday.

It was probably a martial artist of the orthodox faction. Because a righteous hero would not be able to just watch and pass by bastards like the Black Fist Gang.

But that person would have had no idea that this place was the Black Sand Moon, so he would have been either subdued by the Black Sand Moon or killed.

"Who came yesterday?"

"Th-That... I can't say."

"You can't say?"

"That is a matter within our gang! And I have endured a lot until now. No matter how much you are a martial artist of the Wudang Sect, please stop interfering and go back now."

I let out a hollow laugh at the bastard's arrogant words.

Since when could such a ruffian speak so arrogantly to a martial artist?

It seemed clear that he was showing such an attitude because he had the Black Sand Moon behind him.

And I thought that the person who had attacked here yesterday might be a martial artist whose name was quite well-known.

"Yes. Thank you for telling me this and that. But what should I do? To be honest, I did have business with you."

"......!"

"I came by the order of the Martial Alliance Leader. He said to subdue you Black Fist Gang bastards. If you surrender quietly, you might not die. What will you do?"

"This bastard is messing with me?!"

As soon as my words ended, the bastard I was talking to took out a thick blade from his waist.

Then, reflexively, another big guy ran inside.

He must be going inside to inform the Black Sand Moon of my appearance.

"You chose death. Just like last time."

"What?"

But those words became his last words.

Because I, without hesitation, swung my sword and cut a long gash on the bastard's chest, and the bastard died on the spot.

Passing by the bastard and going inside, a dozen or so men are already waiting for me.

They are all weak-looking guys.

I let out a deep sigh and said, "You guys think carefully too. Isn't it a waste to throw away your lives here for no reason?"

"Shut up! No matter how much you look down on us, are you all going to keep attacking us alone like this?"

"You all?"

"Didn't you come yesterday too? It would be different if you attacked together. Were we that ridiculous to you!"

The bastard who was standing outside earlier said that, and this bastard is also saying something strange.

I'm the only one who received this mission, but they seem to be thinking of me as a part of the group that came yesterday.

"Think logically. It's true that I'm looking down on you, but still, would we come separately if our lives could be in danger? I have no idea who the bastards who attacked yesterday are."

The ruffians are looking at each other.

They seemed to be contemplating whether my words were true.

"As proof of that, I didn't come to attack you, but to attack the Black Sand Moon, which is as good as your main body. You guys wouldn't even know that the Black Sand Moon has set up a base here, would you?"

The moment I said the words 'Black Sand Moon', all the ruffians' eyes widened, and they were so surprised that their bodies even flinched.

"H-How did you...!"

"You don't need to know that, and I have no business with dregs like you, so hurry up and tell the Black Sand Moon bastards to come out."

"Everyone, take up your weapons! Since this person knows about the elders, we must not let him leave alive!"

But my words seemed to have the opposite effect, and the bastards began to raise their momentum even more.

I had no choice but to deal with the ruffians as quickly as possible and go inside.

Suddenly, something flew from behind the ruffians and collapsed in front of me.

It was a person with his arms and legs tied.

At the same time, a person came forward, pushing through the ruffians. It was a person I already knew well.

"You must be the Black Sand Moon Leader."

"You came knowing everything."

"That's about right."

"Did you come to save this person?"

"Who is this?"

I looked closely at the face of the fallen person.

I've seen him somewhere before, but I don't know who he is.

Then the Black Sand Moon Leader said, "There's no need to pretend you don't know."

"No. I really don't know."

"It's Ak Sang-gil of the Shandong Ak family."

"Ak Sang-gil?"

I quickly racked my brain. I remembered hearing the name Ak Sang-gil.

If my memory is correct, this person is the older brother of Ak Sang-cheol of the Shandong Ak family, whom I met yesterday.

"I will hand this person over to you, so don't touch us until we get out of here."

"You're moving?"

"Yes. And after we leave, we will release the other person as well."

"The other person? Who is that?"

"The Snow-Stepping Swordsman, Gu Sang. You came knowing everything, so stop pretending you don't know!"

Although the Black Sand Moon Leader shouted, my expression did not change.

I really don't know.

Why on earth did they attack here yesterday and get caught by the Black Sand Moon?

(End of Chapter)