The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 286

A little while later, the easy fight was over.

Next to me, nearly twenty corpses are lying.

The rest of the assassins, each with a cut somewhere from a sword, can't even rush at me and are looking at me with their swords trembling.

'You should have faced me as an assassin until the end.'

If the Black Sand Moon had sincerely wanted to live, they should never have fought like this.

Because an assassin who has abandoned stealth is no different from a martial artist who has just surpassed the third-rate level.

Well, a weirdo who calls himself an assassin and goes around challenging targets to one-on-one life-and-death duels does appear later, but it's not yet time for him to appear.

"H-How can you have such martial arts at that age...!"

The Black Sand Moon Leader looked like it was hard for him to even stand.

And for good reason; in the fight a little while ago, I had cut the tendons in his thigh.

To be honest, I was aiming for his abdomen when I swung my sword, but his movement technique was faster than I thought, so it hit his thigh.

Thanks to that, he avoided a fatal wound, but now he is in a situation where he can't even perform movement techniques and footwork.

So he can't run away, and he can't rush at me, risking his life.

Instead of answering his question, I hardened my expression and, with a serious expression, said to him, "Black Sand Moon Leader. Did you think the Martial Alliance would not know about your evil deeds until now?"

"W-What?"

"The things you have done so far. We have already grasped all of them. The Nine Silences Ink Sword, the Five Elements Blade Guest, the Three Immortals of Henan, and even the Ice Flower Sword. It was all your doing, wasn't it?"

"H-How did you...!"

"There's a way to know everything."

"B-But how did you even know about the request for the Ice Flower Sword? That request is a killing that has not yet been carried out..."

I was startled for a moment. The Ice Flower Sword is a martial artist who is mainly active in the Shaanxi province.

I thought he would have died, of course, but it seems it wasn't that time yet.

If I happen to meet the Ice Flower Sword later, I should get a meal from him.

Because it's as good as him being saved thanks to me today.

"So. That's how completely we have grasped you."

"N-No way..."

"So, you are mistaken in thinking that you have survived until now because you are good, but in fact, our Martial Alliance was looking for an opportunity to completely subdue you."

"This can't be..."

The Black Sand Moon Leader's eyes sank.

To him now, this whole situation must be incomprehensible and even terrifying.

"So be grateful to me. Because I can kill you today."

"What does that mean?"

"Because you can go to hell with a little less sin to atone for in hell."

I, stepping on a movement technique again and approaching him, attacked the rest of the bastards with the Flowing Cloud Sword Art.

The Flowing Cloud Sword Art is a martial art that is ambiguous to use against an opponent stronger than me, but it is a very effective martial art against those who are similar to or weaker than me.

In the end, the Black Sand Moon Leader went to hell without even being able to close his eyes properly.

"Ha... haha..."

A laugh escaped me without me realizing it.

As I faced the bastards, I felt anew how much stronger I had become.

Even if I had fought at a similar level as that time, I would have been happy because I had advanced the time so much, but even today's fight did not feel that difficult.

The numerous experiences of my past life played a part, but more than anything, my martial arts level has become much stronger than that time.

Moreover, I am not feeling the limits of my current martial arts.

I even feel that I can develop infinitely in the future.

"Huh, huh..."

When I was enjoying a good mood, thinking about a hopeful future, I heard the sound of someone gasping for breath next to me and turned my head.

There, Ak Sang-gil, whom I had completely forgotten about until a moment ago, is looking at me with a pale face.

Although he is an enemy, he seems to have been a little scared by the sight of me suddenly laughing alone after cutting down dozens of people.

"Sigh. Yes. I have to save you. As that bastard said earlier, we are all from the same orthodox faction. Right? Young Master Ak?"

I approached him and untied his bound arms and legs.

I even released the acupoint pressure that the Black Sand Moon Leader was presumed to have done to prevent him from using his internal energy.

As he was able to use his internal energy again, his body condition seemed to have returned a little, and he said to me in a quite normal voice, "Young Master Un... hwi... thank you for saving me."

"Yes. It's a little unsettling to help someone who came to kill me, but I'll still accept your thanks."

"N-No! Do you think I came here to kill you?"

"No?"

"Yes! I never had the intention to kill. No matter how much it was my younger brother's request, how could I kill a person so carelessly? I was just going to scare you a little and make you apologize to my younger brother..."

"Haha. I have no intention of apologizing to your younger brother, so please tell him that."

He nodded his head as if his jaw would fall off and answered, "Since it is the words of my life's savior, how could there be any objection?"

"Ah, and. One more thing."

"Please speak."

"The stories about the Martial Alliance and whatnot that I heard earlier... you didn't hear them. Got it? If you go around talking about such things carelessly... you might have to bear the wrath of the Alliance Leader, not me."

"O-Of course. I haven't heard anything."

He said as if making a promise, and I, after telling him to wait for a moment, went further inside.

Not a single person was visible in the bastards' manor.

It seems that when the Black Sand Moon Leader was fighting me, all the ruffians and the servants who were working here had run away.

'What if I failed the mission because I couldn't catch a few of the Black Fist Gang bastards and they all ran away?'

The Martial Alliance Leader is not such a narrow-minded person.

In the first place, this mission is to break up the Black Fist Gang, not to annihilate them.

And so, after searching the empty manor, I finally found the prison.

Several people were trapped inside, so I released all of them.

And in the deepest room, I found the Snow-Stepping Swordsman, who was bound hand and foot and had his acupoints pressed, just like Ak Sang-gil a little while ago.

"Ugh... wh-who...?"

He also seemed to have been beaten up quite a bit, and was in a situation where he couldn't even speak properly.

I, after untying his bonds, carried him on my shoulder like a piece of luggage and took him to the open space where the fight had been a little while ago.

While carrying him, he, as if he still hadn't grasped the situation, said to me, "Did you... save me?"

"Yes. That's about right."

"If you tell me your esteemed name, I will surely repay you someday. All the people who came with you..."

A chuckle escaped.

It seems he doesn't think I cleared this place by myself.

"I am Unhwi of the Wudang Sect."

"Ah! A Taoist of the Wudang Sect... hmm...? Unhwi?!"

"Yes. Have you heard my Taoist name, Senior Snow-Stepping Swordsman?"

"Ha, haha... I have heard it a few times through passing rumors. That you have shown many aspects of a future righteous hero in the Namgung family, in Xinjiang, and so on..."

"I'm glad you heard that. Recently, there have been people who have been slandering me, and it has been very heartbreaking. What did they say? That I use sorcery? Haha!"

"H-Heh, heh. Hehehe... th-that's ridiculous..."

He became drastically less talkative.

If it were my original personality, I would have pushed him to the end and gotten an apology, but right now, I don't really feel like doing that.

The Snow-Stepping Swordsman is a martial artist whose generation is quite different from mine, and he is a martial artist with a very wide network of connections compared to his martial arts skills.

I judged that it would be best not to give him too much embarrassment, even if I had to suppress my temper a little.

"N-No, what on earth is this...!"

I brought him back to the place where the fight had been a little while ago.

Thanks to releasing the acupoint pressure, he seemed to have recovered his body to some extent while coming here, and thanks to that, he was able to stand on his own two feet.

What he saw were the corpses of the Black Sand Moon assassins who had driven him to the brink of death.

He looked around and, realizing something was strange, said to me, "Did the Martial Alliance send you? Did the other martial artists come to call the Beggars' Sect disciples?"

"No. No one else came here."

"They didn't come here? Don't tell me..."

He opened his mouth wide and looked around again.

At that time, Ak Sang-gil, who was recovering in the corner, seemed to have caught his eye.

"Ah, Ak Sang-gil. You. You're alive."

"I was on the verge of death, but Taoist Unhwi saved me."

"You too?"

The two of them seemed to know that they had been caught.

That means the two of them had coordinated and come here.

Looking at the situation, it seems they didn't come at the same time, but someone came first and tried to wait for me, and then they were defeated one by one.

"Can you two move a little now?"

"Yes. We can move enough."

"Then let's slowly tidy up the situation here, shall we? First, we have to contact the nearby Beggars' Sect branch or the Martial Alliance and ask them to send some people to clean up the scene, and we also have things to sort out among ourselves, don't we?"

"Things to sort out among ourselves..."

"Why are you pretending not to know? Young Master Ak, you talked with me earlier about why you came here."

"Hmph..."

Hearing Ak Sang-gil and me talk, the Snow-Stepping Swordsman also seemed to have realized that I knew everything.

I turned my head to him and said, "Snow-Stepping Swordsman. To be honest, I have always admired you, but I am a little disappointed with this incident."

"Hmm, hmm..."

"For now, you two rest. Looking at your condition, it seems I'll have to go to the Beggars' Sect branch."

I, leaving them as they were, left the Black Fist Gang manor.

For a very short moment, in a fit of anger, I had the thought of killing those two and saying that they had already died at the hands of the Black Sand Moon assassins, but I barely held back.

Because right now, I am not alone, but a member of the Wudang Sect with a master and senior brothers.

Because my actions could, by any chance, harm the Wudang Sect.

"It's really convenient to be alone at times like this."

Of course, I'm not going to leave those two alone, but I also felt a little frustrated that I couldn't do anything right now.

I, clicking my tongue, headed to the nearby Beggars' Sect branch.

Fortunately, since I had been there once in my past life, I remember the location well.

***

The manor of the Black Fist Gang, which Unhwi had left.

Ak Sang-gil and the Snow-Stepping Swordsman, who were sitting side by side on the ground in a corner, were talking in a small voice, even though there was no one else.

"Sang-gil. What happened?"

"To be honest, I don't know either, senior..."

"Hmph... but is it true that Taoist Unhwi single-handedly dealt with all of them?"

"Yes... I saw it with my own two eyes."

"To think his martial arts are so strong at such a young age. Then the rumors I've heard about Taoist Unhwi so far must be true..."

"I think so too. And..."

Ak Sang-gil, turning his head this way and that, after confirming once again that there was no one around and no one listening, opened his mouth.

"It seems Taoist Unhwi is actually receiving a special mission from the Martial Alliance Leader."

"A special mission?"

"To be honest, until we came here, we had no idea that the Black Sand Moon bastards were here, did we?"

"Th-That's right. If that were the case, we wouldn't have come here alone... and separately at that."

"But it seemed Taoist Unhwi came here to attack the Black Sand Moon, not the Black Fist Gang, in the first place. The source of that information seemed to be the Martial Alliance Leader."

"No... is that child receiving the special orders of the Alliance Leader that even we haven't received yet?"

Ak Sang-gil laughed self-deprecatingly and answered, "You know the Alliance Leader's personality, don't you? He is a person who thinks that skill is the most important thing for a martial artist, rather than generation..."

The Snow-Stepping Swordsman nodded his head.

Because if what Ak Sang-gil had just said was true, it seemed that several things could be understood at once.

"If we can get out of here alive... we can't let that Seol-woo bastard go..."

"I'm also thinking of giving Sang-cheol a good scolding..."

Even as they said that, they couldn't help but let out a sigh.

At that time, the main gate of the manor opened with a loud noise.

The Snow-Stepping Swordsman and Ak Sang-gil, thinking that Unhwi had already returned, were startled and straightened their posture.

But the person who appeared between the gates was a completely different person.

"Ah... I had completely forgotten that I was supposed to meet the great hero Seo Mun here."

"Senior Seo Mun... why now..."

That person was Seo Mun-jong-tak's uncle, and the master who was said to be the most skilled in martial arts in the Seo Mun family at present, except for the family head.

Seo Mun-wang-ryang.

(End of Chapter)