The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 297

Heavenly Transformation Pill! To be honest, I had completely forgotten about the Heavenly Transformation Pill.

Because the moment it entered my master's hands, I thought it was no longer mine.

"But the problem is whether I can dissolve this in half a shichen (1 hour)..."

Then my master said with a firm face, "You have to. You have to do it somehow. In the first place, the reason it takes a long time to absorb an elixir is because it takes time to accept this medicinal effect one by one and build up even a little more internal energy. You, for now, focus on healing your internal injury with this. And the energy you couldn't build up in time... throw it away."

"It's too much of a waste, master. No matter what, it's a Heavenly Transformation Pill..."

"I'll get you another elixir somehow."

My master is a person who keeps his word, no matter what.

So I'm even more worried. That he might overdo it trying to get me an elixir.

"Hurry up and eat it. Time is still flowing."

As my master said, for now, there is no time to worry about such things.

I opened the wooden box and, without delay, put the Heavenly Transformation Pill in my mouth.

When I ate the Great Return Pill, I liked the feeling of it melting in my mouth as soon as I put it in, but the Heavenly Transformation Pill didn't, so I had to chew it.

The moment I chewed and swallowed the Heavenly Transformation Pill down my throat.

A scent that seemed to have started from my stomach suddenly filled my body.

It's not that a scent really bloomed in this way, but it seems that the spread of the medicinal energy is felt like this.

As soon as I started qi circulation, the energy began to stir my body as if it would eat me up.

The last thing I saw was my master drawing his sword and standing in front of me, guarding me, and then I fell into a state of selflessness.

***

Meanwhile, the relationship between Seo Mun-wang-ryang and Seo Mun-jong-tak was as cold as it could be.

"......"

"......"

Seo Mun-jong-tak was still sitting where Jin Seol-woo and Ak Sang-cheol were, openly keeping his distance from Seo Mun-wang-ryang.

Ak Sang-cheol and Jin Seol-woo, who had no idea what was going on between the two, were just watching the uncomfortable atmosphere.

At that time, Seo Mun-wang-ryang, who had been silent until now, continued, "You may not believe it, but I knew it would be like this."

"......"

"I trusted Unhwi's skills rather than yours. I judged that at that point, with that attack, he would stop his sword even if he had to sacrifice himself. Whether you believe my words or not is your freedom, but everything is according to my plan."

Seo Mun-jong-tak looked at his uncle with eyes full of resentment.

He was an uncle he had respected more than his father.

When he had a difficult time, it was always his uncle who came to mind before his father.

That's why he had dragged him into this matter.

Because he trusted his uncle more than his father.

But that trust was shattered in an instant.

Looking at Seo Mun-wang-ryang, he felt as if his calf was still aching.

"What if... he hadn't stopped his sword?"

"I was preparing another finger flick. If the sword had dug in even an inch deeper, I would have shot a finger flick to block the sword."

But Seo Mun-jong-tak did not answer.

His clothes were cut by Unhwi's sword, and his skin was cut.

According to Seo Mun-wang-ryang's words, a long time had passed when he should have already shot a finger flick.

No, a thought flashed through his mind.

'Does he mean after my chest was cut when he said he would shoot a finger flick?'

He thought that was probably right.

A master of Seo Mun-wang-ryang's level would know how deep the sword would be and how fast it would be just by looking at Unhwi swinging his sword.

'If Unhwi is internally injured by forcibly stopping his sword, that's the second best, and if I am seriously injured and there is a pretext to take revenge, that's the best...'

Although Seo Mun-jong-tak had done many foolish things, he was still a person who was on the intelligent side.

It's just that his pride and his tendency to look down on others were too strong compared to that intelligence.

Just a little while ago, when he was on the verge of death, he had rather become calm, and his head was spinning.

"I will tell my father about today's incident."

"Do as you please. Also tell my older brother in detail why I am going through such hardships here."

"Yes. I intend to."

As Seo Mun-jong-tak, who would not have been able to talk back to his words in normal times, looked at him straight in the eye and talked back, Seo Mun-wang-ryang also glared at him.

The two of them, after having a staring contest for a very short time, completely turned their backs on each other.

Seo Mun-wang-ryang, without even looking at Seo Mun-jong-tak, opened his mouth.

"I am doing all this for the sake of the family. To restore the prestige of our family that you have dropped on the ground. If you resent me just for what just happened... your vessel is just that small."

He, after finishing those words, as if to prepare for the battle with Unhwi, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Seo Mun-jong-tak looked at him with resentful eyes, but Seo Mun-wang-ryang seemed to be expressing his will not to talk anymore with his whole body.

So he also, without saying anything, took his gaze off him.

A cold current flowed between the two.

***

A viewing seat a little away from the estranged uncle and nephew.

"What on earth was that duel just now? Is there anyone who knows well about someone's martial arts?"

"I don't know. It seemed like he was suddenly swinging his sword, and then he suddenly stopped, and then it seemed like they were having a staring contest, and then he suddenly forfeited... I would have at least understood the previous two duels as a one-sided victory."

The people were busy murmuring because they couldn't understand the duel a little while ago.

It was a duel that was hard to understand anyway, and on top of that, they were taking a break for half a shichen before the final duel.

If they didn't spend the time chatting with each other, it would be hard to endure the boredom.

"Old man. Do you perhaps know anything?"

That chatter was directed at an old man who was watching the duel, as if he were there and not there, sitting in a corner.

"What would an old man like me know?"

"Since you have more experience, I thought you might see something differently."

"Heh heh. As I see it... that young Taoist sacrificed himself to stop his sword because he didn't want to kill the other young man."

"What does that mean?"

"It's as I said. You know that martial artists have internal energy, right? But that internal energy is such a powerful force that it's hard for a person to just take it out and use it. You can understand it as using internal energy with the flowing force by creating a flow in the body."

While everyone was having a hard time, a boy with bright eyes, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen, said to the old man, "I don't know what you mean exactly, but I think I get the gist of it. It's not a stagnant reservoir, but a flowing stream. Is that how I should understand it?"

"That's right. You're smart! But if it's a stagnant reservoir, if I don't want to use the water, I can just stop scooping it. But what should I do if I want to block a stream?"

"You'd have to build a dam, right?"

"But what if the only material available to build a dam is my own body?"

"Ah...!"

While the other people around still had expressions of not understanding properly, only the boy, as if he had understood the old man's words, clapped his hands and shouted, "That young Taoist thought he might really kill the young martial artist, so he blocked the flowing water with his whole body, right? Without caring that his own body would be injured."

"That's right. That's it. You're smart."

"It's because you explained it so well, grandfather. I heard that person is Taoist Unhwi of the Wudang Sect, he was a very cool person. To think he would sacrifice his own body to save his duel opponent."

The boy, with sparkling eyes, looked at Unhwi, who was circulating his qi.

"Is he recovering his body by sitting there and closing his eyes now... huh?"

The boy, who had been asking excitedly, was startled and looked around.

The old man he had been talking to just a moment ago had disappeared when he turned his head.

He looked around for the old man for a long time and then said to himself, "Wh-What was that? Was he an immortal?"

He eventually gave up looking for the old man and began to focus on looking at Unhwi again.

In the boy's eyes, that Taoist who had thought of his opponent even while fighting and had gotten his own body injured looked so cool.

A little away from that boy.

The old man who had been talking to the boy a little while ago and had suddenly disappeared appeared out of nowhere and began to speak to the empty air.

"Did you see the child I was talking to just now?"

Then a booming voice was heard from the empty air.

"Yes. I saw him."

"Investigate that child's background and see if you can bring him to our academy."

"I understand."

"And one more thing."

"Please speak."

"After this duel is over, go to the military strategist and tell him to give me one useful thing from our elixir warehouse. There won't be anything like the Heavenly Transformation Pill, but there will be something comparable to it."

"I understand, Alliance Leader."

The voice from the empty air was no longer heard, and the old man... the Martial Alliance Leader, comfortably took a seat and, becoming one with nature, looked towards the duel stage.

He intended to spend his time here without any disturbance until the duel resumed.

***

My eyes, which had been closed without me realizing it, opened, and a scene that was not much different from when I had closed my eyes unfolded before me.

Many people are still gathered, and I can see the back of my master, who is firmly protecting me.

Fortunately, it seemed I had opened my eyes within half a shichen.

"Master."

"Hwi-ya. You're awake."

As I called my master, my master hurriedly sheathed his sword and turned around to look at me.

"How much time is left?"

"You woke up almost just in time. Your body? Are you fully recovered?"

I, instead of answering, smiled broadly, and my master let out a sigh of relief.

The effect of the Heavenly Transformation Pill was amazing.

Although I had suffered a not-so-small internal injury, that internal injury was cleanly healed, and moreover, I was able to absorb a certain amount of the remaining energy.

And there was another twist. I had thought that I would have to let go of all the energy I couldn't absorb and lose it.

But should I say it's a relief? The energy of the Heavenly Transformation Pill that I couldn't absorb is gathered in various parts of my body.

Just like when I couldn't absorb all the energy of the Great Return Pill.

Later, if I move my body more and do more qi circulation to make it my own, the gathered energy will become mine.

I don't know if this body is a special constitution, or if I became a special constitution while training and eating various elixirs, but in any case, it's a good thing.

"My body has become stiff in that short time. I should loosen up my body a bit."

As I got up and began to move my body, the people, who seemed to have not gone home yet, let out a small cheer.

It seems their anticipation is rising just from me getting up to start the fight.

When I glanced at where Seo Mun-wang-ryang was, it seems the cold energy is felt even from here, as if he had fought with Seo Mun-jong-tak.

When I raised my internal energy and circulated it through my body, instead of an internal injury, I felt an energy that flowed more smoothly than before I was internally injured because of Seo Mun-jong-tak.

As expected, the Heavenly Transformation Pill was not an ordinary elixir.

"Hwi-ya. It's time."

The moment I finished preparing by moving my body here and there, my master said to me.

And Seo Mun-wang-ryang also, as if he had been timing it, slowly began to walk towards the duel stage.

"Don't get hurt."

"Yes, master. I will definitely not get hurt."

I, after making a bold promise, went up to the duel stage.

Now is the time to start today's final fight.

(End of Chapter)