The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 367

Somewhere in the Central Plains.

About four or five people were surrounding a person lying in the middle and looking down at him.

But the person lying down was not moving at all.

One might say that since he was just lying still, he might not be moving.

However, since a person must breathe, even if he is lying down, his chest should rise and fall repeatedly.

But, the person lying down had no such small movement.

That's right. He was already a corpse that had died and grown cold. And not just a corpse that had died gracefully, but a corpse that had died horribly with half of its head blown off.

"Hmm... I never thought the Black Killing Demon Lord would return in this state..."

One of the people looking down at the corpse opened his mouth.

His voice was full of regret.

"I didn't think the Black Killing Demon Lord would be defeated either. To think that Maeng Gwang-gae's martial arts were this strong."

Another man said.

His voice contained not only regret but also doubt.

The reason they had sent the Black Killing Demon Lord alone was because they thought that with Maeng Gwang-gae's skills as they had grasped them, the Black Killing Demon Lord would be able to defeat him, or at least kill Ma Cheon-deuk, whom he was taking with him, and escape.

"First Young Master. I seem to have misjudged. I have committed a mortal sin."

The man who had spoken first prostrated himself before the second man and apologized.

The second man's name was Muk Il-gwang. The first son of the Heavenly Demon and the First Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was him.

"Get up, Third Elder. In the end, it was my decision. It is not your fault."

The one who had prostrated himself before him was the Third Elder of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, Yu Yeol-shin-ma.

For someone like the Third Elder of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult to beg for forgiveness like that in front of the First Young Master was not a natural scene, even if this was the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

However, everyone here accepted the current situation very naturally.

It is a scene that shows the position of the First Young Master Muk Il-gwang in the current Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

Many people thought that if nothing happened, Muk Il-gwang would become the next Heavenly Demon.

"Get up. This is not a place to argue about right and wrong, but a place to figure out why this happened and how the Black Killing Demon Lord was defeated."

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Yu Yeol-shin-ma got up hesitantly and stood next to the Black Killing Demon Lord's corpse again.

Muk Il-gwang looked at him once, and then said to another man standing next to him as if he were dead, "Fifth Elder. Have you found anything?"

He was the Fifth Elder, Gwi Mu-ja.

He, who had once gone to the scene where the Fourth Young Master had died at the request of the Third Young Master, was looking at the Black Killing Demon Lord's corpse intently.

Strictly speaking, Gwi Mu-ja was not entirely on the First Young Master's side.

If one had to say, he was a person close to neutral.

Nevertheless, the reason he was here was because there was no one in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult who could follow him in inferring the cause of death from a corpse or in tracking skills.

"Hmm... First Young Master. I wasn't at the scene, so I don't know the details, but would it be alright if I explained a few things I've found out?"

"Speak freely."

"First... the decisive cause of death of the Seventh Elder is the impact to the head. Of course, you can see this much with your eyes..."

When Gwi Mu-ja said this, a faint sneer appeared on the lips of the group following the First Young Master.

'I could say that much.'

'Did the First Young Master bring Gwi Mu-ja, who had been sticking with the Third Young Master, all the way here just to hear something like that?'

Although they were thinking this inwardly, they desperately did not show it on the outside.

They were just waiting for the First Young Master to be disappointed in Gwi Mu-ja and to scold him to go back.

But Gwi Mu-ja, who had been looking at the corpse more closely for a while, opened his mouth again.

"To be more specific, he was hit hard on the head once, and while he couldn't resist, the top of his head was broken again. Judging by the shape of the broken skull and its direction, it is highly likely to be a round blunt weapon about the size of a human forearm. If you think of it as Maeng Gwang-gae's Dog Beating Staff, who is currently being pointed out as the culprit, it can be said to be a perfect match."

"Does that mean it's almost certain that Maeng Gwang-gae killed the Seventh Elder?"

"That's right. It's possible that a martial artist who uses a blunt weapon of a similar size to the Dog Beating Staff killed the Seventh Elder in that mountain at that time, but the probability of that... wouldn't it be as slim as being burned to death by a falling meteor from the sky?"

Although it was a tone that could sound a little arrogant, the First Young Master still smiled.

Because no matter what the tone was, he needed a being who could perfectly solve his curiosity even more.

"Then we'll have to completely review the data we've created on the major martial artists of the orthodox faction. I thought someone like the Seventh Elder could defeat Maeng Gwang-gae, but he couldn't. Doesn't this mean it's one of two things? Either the martial arts level of the orthodox faction martial artists greatly exceeds our expectations, or Maeng Gwang-gae was hiding his strength."

"Hmm... I don't think it's either of those."

"You mean there's another possibility?"

"Yes. There's no guarantee that Maeng Gwang-gae fought this battle alone, is there?"

"Ah! That's right. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Isn't it natural to not even think that Maeng Gwang-gae would have reinforcements in that remote mountain?"

Gwi Mu-ja pointed at the Black Killing Demon Lord's corpse and continued, "First Young Master. Look at this. This mark on the arm is not visible unless you look closely, but it is a mark of being cut by a sword. To be precise, it should be seen as a mark of blocking a flying sword. And this. The mark on the chest and above it is a palm technique. So there was at least one more reinforcement, and perhaps there were two more."

"A sword user, a palm technique user. Or someone who uses both sword and palm."

"That's correct. But in my opinion... it's more likely to be the latter."

"Why do you think so?"

"There are no signs of the sword and palm being attacked at the same time. Unless two martial artists fought in turns, this kind of mark can only be left if one person used a sword and then a palm."

"I see. Is there anything else you can find out?"

"Yes. I have a little more to say, shall I say it right away?"

"Please do."

Gwi Mu-ja literally poured out words like flowing water.

The First Young Master's subordinates, who had been sneering at him inwardly until a little while ago, could no longer sneer at him and were just blinking their eyes like a mute who had eaten honey.

It must be because they had not expected Gwi Mu-ja to speak in such detail.

Gwi Mu-ja was proving for himself why he was called the best at reading traces in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

"In my opinion, it is more urgent to find out who this person is than Maeng Gwang-gae."

"Why is that?"

"It's a clash, a clash."

"A clash?"

"It means that the energy this person has is a clash with the demonic qi of our Heavenly Demon Divine Cult. It seems he uses a martial art with a name like 'Demon Extermination' or 'Demon Subjugation'. It means he uses a martial art of the Taoist or Buddhist school. Originally, those who have learned the martial arts of that side, if they have extremely pure energy, can extinguish demonic qi just by touching it. Look here."

Gwi Mu-ja pointed at the Black Killing Demon Lord's forearm and chest.

"This sunken wound on the chest is not because the Black Killing Demon Lord was careless and gave up his chest. He clearly blocked it with his arm, but it simply knocked the defending arm aside and went straight through to strike the chest. You can see that from the long bruise on the outside of the arm."

"Taoist and Buddhist... uses both sword and palm?"

The First Young Master, as if something had come to mind, looked at Gwi Mu-ja and asked, and Gwi Mu-ja, as if he knew what the First Young Master was trying to say, nodded his head greatly and said, "The culprit is a martial artist of the Kongtong Sect, or a martial artist of the Wudang Sect. And one of the martial artists of the Shaolin Temple."

"Since there are not many martial artists who use sword techniques among the current Shaolin Temple martial artists, it is highly likely to be Kongtong or Wudang."

"But I think it's more likely to be the Wudang Sect."

"Why do you think so?"

"It's just a feeling. The martial arts of the Kongtong Sect are more crude than the martial arts of the Wudang Sect. The Demon Subjugation Sword Technique they use tries to control demons with force. But the wound that the Black Killing Demon Lord suffered... it seems he was already defeated without even knowing how he was defeated. This kind of martial art is a method that is used more often in the Wudang Sect than in the Kongtong Sect."

When it was said that the culprit might be a martial artist of the Wudang Sect, everyone's gaze turned to one place.

At the end of where the gazes reached... stood the Evil Faction Alliance Leader.

The Evil Faction Alliance Leader, who had received everyone's gaze, slightly furrowed his brow.

"First Elder. I heard that you have been in conflict with a martial artist of the Wudang Sect recently. Do you know anything?"

"......"

Although the First Young Master had asked, the Evil Faction Alliance Leader did not answer.

Just now, the First Young Master had called the Evil Faction Alliance Leader 'First Elder'.

As Unhwi had expected, the Evil Faction Alliance Leader was not just deeply related to the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, but he even had the position of First Elder.

Was it because he was in the highest position among the elders?

Unlike when dealing with other elders, the First Young Master used extreme honorifics to him.

"As a matter of fact... I am currently trying to catch a martial artist of the Wudang Sect. When I catch him... I will also investigate if he knows anything about this matter."

"Didn't you say you would catch that Wudang Sect martial artist before? It seems that the Lord's long-standing plan is being disrupted because of that one loach."

Although the tone was polite, in terms of content, it was the same as reprimanding him.

The First Elder bit his lip slightly to control his emotions and answered, "Although I have lost a few of the chess pieces I had taken as disciples, the plan is not yet at the point of being disrupted. Those people were sufficiently replaceable, and above all, I have thought of a way to prevent him from running wild any further."

"May I ask what that method is?"

"Without thinking too complicatedly, I will send my disciple to catch him. If his resistance is severe, I will have him brought back even if his arms and legs have to be cut off one by one."

At the First Elder's firm words and expression, Muk Il-gwang decided to take a step back.

"I understand. When you catch him, I would also like to meet him once. What kind of loach is he to trouble the First Elder so much... I must see it with my own eyes."

"Ahem... I will definitely do so."

He coughed as if he were embarrassed.

However, it was all an act to hide the killing intent that was about to leak out of him.

'Wudang Sect's Unhwi. I will definitely tear you to pieces with my own hands.'

Although he had never actually seen Unhwi, his heart was full of hostility towards him.

(End of Chapter)