Rebirth of the Thunder God

Although Namgung Hui glared at the waiter, he did not avoid the seat.

The reason was that there was a person he knew among the women in front of him.

‘What was her name again? Was it Jang Yuhui?’

The granddaughter of the Hyeongmun Sect leader.

Although Namgung Hui had not directly exchanged names with her, it was a name he had come to know thanks to the Hyeongmun Escort Agency that had accompanied Namgung Hui before.

Moreover, since Namgung Hui had also rescued her directly from the Red Cliff Valley, he had no choice but to remember her face.

Such a Jang Yuhui looked at Namgung Hui and said.

"Miss. Don't mind the dung flies behind you and please sit down."

Namgung Hui was currently disguised as Namgung Jayeon.

The reason was that since he had returned the Two Principles Heart Art to the Wudang Sect as Namgung Jayeon, he had to go and read the Ten Section Brocade in the form of Namgung Jayeon.

Perhaps because she had recognized Namgung Hui's appearance, Jang Yuhui was smiling brightly.

This time, Namgung Hui smiled awkwardly and asked.

"We've met before, right?"

"Yes. If you're the benefactor I remember. Don't just stand there and sit down. Waiter. Bring what we ordered to these people too. I'll pay for it."

Getting a meal was not a big burden.

Since he had actually saved her, even if he got a few meals, he would digest them well.

However, what was a little uncomfortable was, as expected, the men who were staring at him from behind.

At first, he had felt pity when he saw the man's face, but as he even disturbed his meal, it was quite awkward.

Namgung Hui, unable to bear it, stood up from his seat and walked towards the men.

"Hey. Are you going to keep staring like that while we're eating?"

"What are you going to do if we stare? We didn't even bother you like a dog."

"Ahyu..."

Namgung Hui let out a deep sigh and then immediately extended his fist.

Peok, peok, peok!

One person per fist.

Since there were only three men, after Namgung Hui swung his fist three times, they all lost consciousness.

"Oh my. Benefactor. You're as fiery as ever."

"If those guys keep staring like that, I'll get indigestion while eating. Let's wake them up again after we finish our meal."

Since Namgung Hui had also controlled his power well, their teeth did not fall out, and they did not suffer any major external injuries.

A precise strike that made them lose consciousness.

Although it was a skill he had accumulated since his Thunder God days, no one recognized it.

They would just think that he had hit them hard and knocked them out.

A moment later. The waiter brought out dishes that looked splendid at a glance.

A noodle dish with abundant seafood, including a huge steamed carp.

Although Namgung Hui didn't know the name, the smell was so good that he unknowingly swallowed his saliva.

"Then, benefactor. Let's eat first and then talk. I'm curious as to how you've been."

"Yes. I also have something to ask. Let's eat first."

As they say, what looks good also tastes good.

As much as the food was splendid, the taste was also excellent.

Although Jang Hwang usually didn't eat much, this time he was eating quite a lot.

"The taste is excellent. The scenery is also good. It wasn't for nothing that the inn was crowded with people."

"I know, right? It was a satisfying meal for me too. I ate well. Miss Jang Yuhui."

"Huh? Did I tell you my name?"

"No. I went on an escort mission with your escort agency before."

"Oh my. What a deep connection. You saved my life, and you also went on an escort mission with the Hyeongmun Escort Agency."

The girls next to Jang Yuhui, perhaps curious about Namgung Hui's identity, poked Jang Yuhui's side and asked.

"Hey, girl. Are you going to keep talking by yourself? You have to introduce us too. He doesn't look like an ordinary person at a glance."

At her friends' urging, Jang Yuhui smiled brightly and introduced her friends to Namgung Hui.

"Benefactor. My friends here are also kids who have some power in this area."

"Yuhui. We have power? We're delicate girls. I'm afraid you'll misunderstand. Hey."

At Jang Yuhui's introduction, their shoulders shrugged.

As she said, she herself did not seem to have outstanding martial prowess.

However, the power she mentioned must be referring to the background they possessed.

"I'm Jo Do-ae, a friend of Yuhui. I run a small merchant guild."

"I'm Jeong Dan-a. My family runs a martial arts school."

"Benefactor. This friend's father is a lay disciple of the Wudang Sect. Originally, he was even offered to be a direct disciple, but he refused. Perhaps because of that, he still exchanges letters with the disciples of the main mountain."

Namgung Hui's eyes sparkled at the words 'Wudang Sect'.

Wasn't the news of the Wudang Sect also something he was curious about?

Lately, the Wudang Sect had been rather quiet, so he had wondered if something was wrong.

"Benefactor's name was Yi Jayeon, right? Girls. This person's martial arts were really amazing. The skill with which he beat the Red Cliff Valley leader was no ordinary thing."

"I think I've heard that story dozens of times. You can stop explaining."

Since she had gotten his name wrong, Namgung Hui introduced himself again with an awkward smile.

"Miss Jang. The name Yi Jayeon is actually an alias. My real name is Namgung Jayeon."

Although Namgung Jayeon was also a disguised identity, the root of Namgung was not a lie.

Since he wasn't going to build a friendship with Jang Yuhui, it would be appropriate to reveal only this much.

"Namgung Jayeon!? You were the benefactor that Escort Bang mentioned!"

The second escort leader, Bang Yusu.

He was one of the few people Namgung Hui remembered from the Hyeongmun Escort Agency, including Escort Oh.

Hadn't he provided the precious pepper fruits as a reward to Namgung Hui?

Namgung Hui had been saving this to eat with Beak Seolhwa.

So much so that even Jang Hwang didn't know this fruit existed.

"The connection is really scary, isn't it? How did I meet a person from the Hyeongmun Escort Agency in this wide Central Plains and help them?"

"You're not aiming for our escort agency, are you?"

"Didn't you hear my name? The Namgung family wouldn't covet the Hyeongmun Escort Agency."

"No, since the Azure Sky Escort Agency has been flourishing lately, I thought you might be trying to absorb it."

"Then shall I kidnap Miss Jang today?"

"Even as a joke, it's scary. I can't even joke with you, benefactor. But didn't you say you had something to ask me earlier?"

Namgung Hui nodded his head, glanced at Jeong Dan-a, and then said.

"I wanted to hear news about the Wudang Sect. It seems they haven't been active outside lately."

To say that it was because they were learning the Two Principles Heart Art that Namgung Hui had returned, the Two Principles Heart Art, along with the Ten Section Brocade, was a martial art that was difficult to enter and had few learners.

In the first place, since the Two Principles Heart Art was a martial art that required the most aptitude, it was a divine art that was taught after strictly judging the aptitude.

Even so, these days, there were practically no people who wanted to learn it because of the Taiji Wisdom Sword.

"It would be faster to ask Sansan here than me. Didn't you hear anything from the master?"

Jeong Dan-a made a troubled expression for a moment and then scratched her head.

"How much would I know? Still, if I were to say what I've picked up, it seems there's a problem within the Wudang Sect. They say a martial arts manual has disappeared or something."

"What, a manual?"

"Quiet! Someone will hear. It's not a story that's good to leak outside."

As far as Namgung Hui knew, both the Two Principles Heart Art and the Ten Section Brocade had been recovered.

Don't tell me there were more than three leaked martial arts?

‘At that time, Cheonghak did have an attitude of hiding something. If it's a martial art worth caring about besides those two, it would be the Taiji Wisdom Sword or the Supreme Purity Divine Art. Or it could be the Cloud-Treading Steps.’

The Supreme Purity Divine Art that brought forth the Supreme Purity Ki.

The Taiji Wisdom Sword that ran to the extreme of the Art of Shifting Flowers and Grafting Trees.

The Cloud-Treading Steps that seemed to walk on clouds.

Each and every one of their names was not light.

If even one of them were to be leaked, a storm of blood could blow in the martial world.

Although the Ten Section Brocade and the Two Principles Heart Art were also great martial arts, it was true that they were somewhat lacking compared to the previous martial arts.

Because the threshold for entry was too high compared to their power.

"But Miss Namgung. Why are you curious about that?"

"I returned a manual to the Wudang Sect before. So I'm going to the Wudang Sect now to receive a reward, and I asked because I was curious about the news of the Wudang Sect."

"Ah. If so, that's a good thing. A first-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect is currently at our martial arts school."

"Can I go to the martial arts school?"

"If you're Yuhui's benefactor, of course you can. Besides, if you're a person from the Namgung family, my father will also welcome you."

In the first place, if the people of the Wudang Sect saw Namgung Hui, they would try to invite him.

However, what was worrying was the fact that the martial arts had been leaked, and it seemed to be the work of either the Blood Cult or the Hoicheon Association.

If it were the ultimate art of the Wudang Sect, not some other sect, there would be absolutely no good in it falling into their hands.

Namgung Hui, who had finished his meal, woke up the unconscious men, paid for their meal, and then left the inn.

"No. Those guys started the fight first. Why did you even pay for their meal, benefactor?"

"It's not the price of the meal, but a ransom. Even guys like that might turn scary if they hold a grudge."

"Still. Honestly, the fact that they don't recognize us in this area means they're strange guys."

Perhaps after the recent rise of the Iron Blood Fortress, such riffraff had been rampant.

Even if they weren't members of the Iron Blood Fortress, it felt as if the alienated class itself was putting on airs.

Since the Iron Blood Fortress was an organization created to represent them, their attitude was not particularly wrong.

But that didn't mean the Iron Blood Fortress was created for them to act arrogantly.

"I just wanted to give him some charity when I saw his face."

""Ah...!""

The women, who made an expression as if they had gained some enlightenment.

The women would also clearly remember the man's jumbled face.

"This is the Yichang Martial Arts School that my father runs."

Jeong Dan-a, who proudly boasted of the martial arts school.

Although the martial arts school did not look that big, the shouts of spirit coming from inside were not only loud, but there was something that made one's enthusiasm boil over.

‘The master has taught them well. Everyone is full of motivation.’

And so, Namgung Hui followed Jeong Dan-a and entered the martial arts school.

The disciples, who looked rather young, were all swinging wooden swords.

The master watching them and the Wudang Sect Daoist next to him.

Originally, those who had entered as lay disciples came out to the secular world like this and set up a martial arts school or ran an escort agency.

Or they could volunteer as a guest of some place, and there were also times when they were active as a member of a martial arts family.

That meant that they were reluctant to leak their power and did not teach the ultimate arts of the main mountain.

Nevertheless, the fact that they were on such good terms must mean that the master's qualities were extraordinary.

So Namgung Hui also carefully observed the master, but his Ki was so ordinary.

Of course, since his solar plexus was raised, he had the appearance of a master, but wasn't that appearance rather proof that he had not reached the state of returning to simplicity?

A situation where Namgung Hui's expectations were so high that he was disappointed.

In fact, even just being a peak master, there was no lack in setting up a martial arts school.

‘By the way, his face is really handsome.’

Rather, what was surprising was the master's face.

He had a dignified charm different from Namgung Hui, and it matched well with his tall physique, so honestly, even Namgung Hui, who was a man, was envious.

A moment where he understood why there were so many female students at the martial arts school.

‘Hmm? But something is a little strange. Why can't I detect the energy that should be felt at all?’

The Wudang Sect Daoist next to the master was also unusual.

Ordinarily, if Namgung Hui were to read his Ki, there would be something to be felt.

But from that Wudang Sect Daoist, no energy was read at all, as if he were a phantom.

And at that moment.

The Wudang Sect Daoist, whose eyes met Namgung Hui's, grinned and sent a telepathic message to Namgung Hui.

-Child of the Namgung family. Your hobby is quite peculiar. A grown man dressing as a woman. Keol, keol, keol.

(End of Chapter)