The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 59

"So who is your guild master?"

"Our guild master is the Black Ore Master, Tae-mun."

"Black Ore Master Tae-mun?"

I tilted my head at the name that sounded familiar.

"Black Ore Master, Black Ore Master..."

Then something flashed in my mind.

It wasn't the name Black Ore Master that was familiar, but the name Tae-mun.

"The apostate monk, Tae-mun!"

"......!"

At my words, Yeo Jong-su's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

Well, that's understandable.

That scoundrel named Tae-mun was an apostate monk who had run away from the Shaolin Temple because he couldn't stand the ascetic life.

He had hidden the fact that he was from Shaolin and became an Unorthodox Faction member, sucking the blood of the common people, until a Shaolin monk happened to recognize him and he was caught and killed that day.

It wasn't a big deal, but the reason I remembered him was for another reason.

Because the monk who had caught and killed Tae-mun was Grandmaster Tae-gwang, who was quite close to Un Gwang.

"I don't get it. Why is he still using the Buddhist name he received from Shaolin? He could have used a pseudonym."

I grumbled and then said to Yeo Jong-su, "You said you were in Banghyeon, so it's not that far from here, right?"

"Yes, yes. It's not that far."

"You'll have to guide me there later."

"Pardon? Guide you...?"

"You'd know the way home best, wouldn't you? If I didn't know, I would have just let it go, but since I've heard that there's such a piece of trash, I can't just let it go without cleaning it up."

"W-Wait a minute, great hero...!"

"Just try to say you can't guide me. What did I say earlier?"

"Heup...!"

As my tone became a little colder, Yeo Jong-su immediately shut his mouth.

"I'm going to go over there for a moment, so think carefully."

"What should I think about? I don't have any room to worry..."

"Of course not! Naturally. Think about how to get there faster."

"Yes!"

As if he had finally understood my words, Yeo Jong-su nodded his head vigorously.

Now I should go and check on my senior brothers' condition.

To survive in the martial world, you have to go through countless fights in the future.

If their hearts break from just the first fight, it will cause many problems for my future plans.

'It's not that I don't trust my senior brothers.'

With a slightly heavy heart, I began to walk towards my senior brothers.

Thinking that if they can't come to their senses easily, I have no choice but to send them back to Wudang.

***

Turning back time a little, to around the time Unhwi had just started talking with Yeo Jong-su.

Silence flowed in the place where only the four disciples of the Wudang Sect were left.

Uncheol frowned slightly as he looked at the three gloomy junior brothers.

He felt that he should take care of his junior brothers as a senior brother, but he didn't know what to say or what to do.

As he stood still, he remembered the fight a little while ago, and as he thought about the fight, he naturally remembered that he had killed someone.

The feel of the sword piercing through flesh, the strange feeling when it hit a bone, the last words uttered as they died, and the look in their eyes as their life faded.

Shiver—

He shivered without realizing it.

Although Uncheol had prided himself on having a well-trained mind, even he couldn't calm his heart easily.

As he stood there unable to say anything, someone opened their mouth.

When Uncheol turned his head, it was his junior brother right below him, Unjeong.

"Senior Brother. Are you okay?"

"Jeong-ah, I'm fine. What about you?"

"I'm fine now too. Phew, it's something I heard about when the Martial Uncles were teaching us at the Yuyeop Hall, but it's not easy to compose myself when I experience it directly."

"Me too. In fact, if it weren't for what Hwi said right after the fight, my heart would have completely collapsed."

"The words that we just survived."

"Yes. When I heard that, I knew right away. That if we hadn't killed them, I would have died in the end."

After Uncheol's words, another moment of silence flowed.

In fact, they all knew it in their heads.

And, they also know well that to live as martial artists in the future, they will have to go through countless fights and punish countless evil people.

"Senior Brother. Actually, I didn't think I could do it."

At that time, Unmi, who had been scrubbing his already clean sword with a cloth until now, stood up from the tree and approached them and said, "In fact, although I've been learning martial arts for a few years, I wondered when I would be able to use this martial art. I even wondered if I could swing a sword at a person."

Unmi is the senior brother right above Unhwi.

So his age is also the youngest, excluding Unhwi.

"But, when I actually got into a real battle, those thoughts completely disappeared. I avoided the opponent's coming sword, blocked it, and when I saw an opening, I was stabbing my sword there without realizing it..."

At Unmi's words, Unsik, who had approached him, said with a little surprise, "Me too. It wasn't that I was thinking about what to do, but it felt like my body was moving on its own. I've never had a real battle, but it felt like my body already knew how to move."

Although they didn't explicitly agree, the feeling that Unmi and Unsik had just mentioned was something that Uncheol and Unjeong had also felt.

Uncheol immediately spat out the words that came to his mind.

"This was the reason why Unhwi trained us so much usually."

"That's right. If our bodies hadn't moved first, we would have been seriously injured or died before Unhwi even came."

"And also why Unhwi said that the Yuyeop Hall training was not realistic."

What Unsik said was something that all four of them could sympathize with.

When they encountered the mysterious men and they attacked them without warning, the four of them handled it better than they had thought.

Even as they moved back with their footwork, they stuck their backs together to eliminate blind spots, and they deflected the incoming attacks without giving up space so that several people couldn't attack at once.

Everything was done by their bodies moving first rather than their thoughts.

Footwork, swordsmanship, and judgment all fell into place organically.

The things they had repeatedly trained with Unhwi until they were sick of it were naturally unfolded.

"And the fact that he showed us the taste of meat and told us to hunt for it ourselves was also all a part of the training. It must have been to make us get used to taking the opponent's life, starting with catching small animals."

Everyone nodded at Uncheol's words.

It seemed they had learned a lot after a life-and-death battle.

And there was one more thing they felt.

"Haha... this is a big problem, Senior Brother. A little while ago, my body was trembling so much, but now that we're talking about Hwi, I've calmed down."

"I know. Me too."

For some reason, as they recalled the training Unhwi had usually put them through and the words he had said to them.

And the image of him giving them concise and accurate instructions in the battle just now, their hearts are strangely calming down quickly.

In the midst of that, Unmi tilted his head and said, "But Senior Brother. No matter how much I think about it, it's strange. How does Unhwi know all that? And he seemed fine after killing several people. It must have been the first time for Unhwi too."

It's a natural question.

No matter how amazing Unhwi is, they have watched him since he entered Wudang.

It must have been the first time for something like this, but he looked so skilled, like someone who had experienced it many times.

"That part is strange to me too... but I did hear a rather strange story from the Martial Uncles."

"What story?"

"That Unhwi, a while ago... I mean, when he fell into the water."

"Ah... at that time?"

At Uncheol's words, the other junior brothers, especially Unmi, made an awkward expression.

Although it had been quite some time, they still carried that guilt in their hearts.

"He said he received a revelation from the Primordial Heaven Supreme at that time. I don't know in what way or what content he heard, but it doesn't seem like we need to dig into that reason."

"A revelation from the Primordial Heaven Supreme..."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

At that point, Unhwi had changed as if he had become a different person.

"But, that's not what's important, is it?"

At that time, Unsik said.

"I'm just going to listen to Unhwi's words and train hard from now on. Everything else is too complicated. I'm sure of it after this incident. If I do as Unhwi says, I don't think I'll die from a sword strike somewhere in the martial world. Someday we'll also officially enter the martial world, and entering the martial world means we'll have to go through countless fights... I'd rather swing my sword one more time in the time I'd spend worrying about that."

His expression was determined.

Although Unsik's opinion was not usually that strong, what he had just said was deeply embedded in everyone's hearts and minds.

"Yes. Let's survive. To survive, we have to train even more than now."

"Actually, we all would have died if Unhwi hadn't come."

"That's right. The swordsmen of the great Wudang Sect almost died at the hands of a mere Unorthodox Faction. And in the territory of our Wudang Sect."

"But why did those guys try to kill us?"

"Is there a way to find that out?"

"Perhaps Unhwi went to investigate that. Who they are, and why they attacked us."

They were not originally lacking in insight or qualities.

And as they were with Unhwi, their judgment and thinking skills also grew.

"Then let's wait for Unhwi for now."

"Yes. We can't just be a burden to Unhwi. We should also loosen up our bodies so we can move right away. My muscles and joints are aching because I moved so suddenly earlier."

"Ah! Senior Brother Unjeong. Didn't you get hit by a sword earlier? Let me see your wound. It looks like you bled a lot."

"It just grazed me. The bleeding stopped earlier."

"Still, show me your wound. I'll apply some medicine."

Without Unhwi's great help, they began to escape from the aftereffects of their first fight and first kill by talking and thinking on their own.

Although they were newcomers who had just taken their first step into the martial world, they were also those who had grown up as martial artists from a young age.

Due to the Taoist nature of the Wudang Sect, cultivation occupies a large proportion, but they have also heard a lot about the mindset of a martial artist and what martial artists should do in the future.

Especially, the sword and blood are things that cannot be avoided as a martial artist of the Wudang Sect.

If you don't like that, you have to break your sword and live entirely as a Taoist.

They overcame their inner demons on their own and had advanced one step further.

They had broken out of their shells not as weak Taoist aspirants, but as a single martial artist.

'What. They're quite something.'

And a little away from that place.

Unhwi, hiding his body behind a large tree, had overheard all the conversation the senior brothers were having.

He was about to reveal himself, but since their conversation seemed to be going in the right direction, he had deliberately hidden his body.

And the result was very satisfactory.

Unhwi sat there for a little longer, leaning his back against the tree.

To give his senior brothers time to sort out their minds.

They had overcome a big hurdle.

There are not a few martial artists who put down their swords because their hearts break from their first fight and first kill, but they were all more strong-minded than he had thought.

'Then should I change my plan a little?'

Unhwi had originally planned to go into the Geoungbang alone.

But since it had come to this, he thought it was a good opportunity to give his senior brothers a proper real battle experience.

(End of Chapter)