Enshrinement as a God

Swoosh!

A blunt-tipped sword cut through the air, making a whooshing sound.

As the hand holding the sword skillfully turned the wrist, the sword drew a circle and danced in the air.

As the Tai Chi Sword, which was bestowed upon the disciples of Wudang, moved in the spacious room, Shen Naye, who was watching, stopped her senior with a sullen voice.

"You might as well go outside and swing your sword."

"Do you think I'd be doing this if I wasn't so bored?"

Dao Weibu, her senior, put away his sword awkwardly at Shen Naye's words.

It was good that they had arrived at the Tang Clan with their master, Wu Guang, but Wu Guang had gone out with a servant to meet the Tang Clan leader, and only the two disciples were spending their time in this room.

"What's the difference between this and being locked up?"

Dao Weibu, as if he were getting antsy, could not sit still in his seat.

Although the Sichuan Tang Clan was not a member of the Martial Arts Alliance, it was a prestigious family that had been with the righteous path for hundreds of years.

The people of the Great Wudang Sect, which was the Martial Arts Alliance that protected the world, had come, but this treatment was far from what he had expected.

"If you're so frustrated, you should go outside and get some air."

Shen Naye was calmly waiting for her master, Wu Guang's, call.

As Wu Guang had noticed, the atmosphere flowing in the Tang Clan was anything but ordinary.

Otherwise, there was no reason for the Tang Clan to be wary of them and to restrict their movements so much.

"I can't stand it anymore."

Dao Weibu, holding the Tai Chi Sword, left the mansion.

Outside, the sun was beginning to set, and it was getting quite dark.

Around the mansion, except for the servants who were moving to attend to them from time to time, no presence was felt.

Dao Weibu, with a lonely and frustrated heart, lightly held his sword and began to display his swordsmanship.

Although he did not inject his internal energy, Dao Weibu's swordsmanship moved like flowing water and was beautifully displayed.

Dao Weibu was also a rising star who would be responsible for the martial world of his time.

Although his Tai Chi Sword Art was not an achievement that met Wu Guang's eyes, it was clearly at a considerable level.

Unlike the strong and fierce martial arts of Shaolin, as befitting the martial arts of the Wudang Sect, which pursued softness, the Tai Chi Sword Art that Dao Weibu displayed moved naturally like the wind and was as calm as a gentle river.

Since he had left the martial world for the first time following his master, his expectations had been high, but the Two Strange Men of the Unshaven had been disposed of by others, and he had been treated like a cold meal in the Tang Clan.

Dao Weibu, after sweating for a while, felt his frustrated chest feel a little relieved.

Dao Weibu, who had put away his sword and was slowly breathing and circulating the Tai Chi Divine Art, was startled by the gaze that was watching him and grabbed the sword that he had put away again.

"Who is it!"

To think that someone would secretly watch a disciple of the Wudang Sect, and in the Sichuan Tang Clan at that.

Dao Weibu, who was holding his sword with a wary gaze, saw something of unknown identity, which only came up to his chest, carefully reveal itself.

"Brother... can't you show me that... more?"

The doll of unknown identity, which was covered all over with a strange, shiny cloth, was speaking in a boy's voice.

"Reveal your identity."

Although he realized that the opponent was a boy, since he had been hiding and watching him, Dao Weibu's voice did not come out very nicely.

The boy, who had come forward hesitantly, fidgeted with his dark blue and rough hands. As he had seen at a glance, since his whole body was wrapped in a cloth that gave off a red and blue light, it was difficult to grasp his detailed appearance.

Moreover, strangely, he was not even wearing shoes.

The clothes he was wearing over his cloth-wrapped body looked old, and except for his two eyes, hands, and the top of his feet, no other parts were visible.

Dao Weibu, who saw the rough green skin, hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

Although he didn't know where such a child had rolled into the Tang Clan, it was unsettling. If he were a child with a disease, there was no law that he would not become like that if he got close.

"St-stay back!"

The boy, who was carefully approaching Dao Weibu, was startled by Dao Weibu's words and stopped his steps.

Dao Weibu took a few steps away from the boy and looked around.

Still, no presence was felt in the surroundings, and the boy was staring at him blankly.

"Who are you?"

"Nezha."

"Nezha? How did you get here? By any chance, are you a person of the Tang Clan?"

The boy hesitated at Dao Weibu's question and could not easily answer.

Dao Weibu, who found his appearance even more suspicious, aimed his Tai Chi Sword at Nezha.

"Why are you hiding your appearance? By any chance, are you sick?"

"My mother said I shouldn't take off the Universe Ring..."

"The Universe Ring?"

It seemed to be the name of the bewitching cloth that was wrapped around the boy named Nezha.

In any case, judging by the atmosphere, it seemed that the boy was surely from the Tang Clan.

Otherwise, there was no way he would suddenly appear in the deep mansion of the Tang Clan.

Nezha, who had not revealed his identity other than his name, carefully pointed at Dao Weibu's sword with his finger.

"That just now... was it a martial art?"

"You brat! How dare you watch me practice martial arts! Didn't the Tang Clan teach you that it's a taboo?"

"...Sorry, I was curious..."

As Nezha obediently apologized, Dao Weibu swallowed his raised voice with a little apology.

But he could not easily let down his guard against the boy of unknown identity.

Hadn't his master, Wu Guang, also shown a wary attitude towards the Tang Clan?

Perhaps there was a hidden plot by the Tang Clan to divide him and his master and to defeat them individually.

"Can't you show me one more time?"

"What do you mean?"

"That... martial art..."

A feeling of curiosity that could not be hidden was contained in Nezha's voice.

"Did you think that the martial arts of the Wudang Sect were something that could be easily seen just because you wanted to see them?"

Even while being wary, Dao Weibu, who had become proud for a moment, refused with a haughty attitude, and Nezha hesitated again and carefully pointed at the sword that Dao Weibu was holding.

"Then can't I... just touch that... sword? Since I can't touch anything here..."

From Nezha's words, Dao Weibu could once again be sure that he was a person of the Tang Clan.

How cunning could a mere child be?

Although Nezha was still avoiding his question about his identity, since he was revealing it one by one as if he could see it at a glance, Dao Weibu was once again inspired by his own intelligence.

"You brat! The Tai Chi Sword is a treasured sword that is only bestowed upon the disciples of Wudang. It's not something that can be lent to someone."

"...Alright. I'm sorry for watching."

Nezha unexpectedly accepted Dao Weibu's refusal calmly.

Even though he had asked repeatedly, Dao Weibu, who had been wary, was so flustered by his easy giving up.

It seemed that he was used to being refused often.

Dao Weibu frowned at the sight of Nezha, who had turned his back defenselessly and was about to disappear into the darkness again.

How dare he try to go back proudly after committing the crime of watching a disciple of the Wudang Sect practice? It was clear that he was looking down on him, and looking down on him a lot.

"You brat! You can't go back until you reveal your identity!"

Dao Weibu lightly thrust the Tai Chi Sword and tried to lift Nezha's cloth.

Nezha, at the movement of Dao Weibu, who was rushing at him in one step, quickly crouched down and rolled on the ground to avoid Dao Weibu's sword.

At that sight, Dao Weibu could be sure that Nezha was not practicing martial arts.

"I apologized. Why are you bothering me?"

Nezha, who had crouched down to avoid the sword, clutched the Universe Ring and hurriedly covered his face.

Dao Weibu, who had realized that the boy was not practicing martial arts, realized that lifting that cloth would be easier than taking candy from a child's hand.

"Did your apology forgive your rudeness?"

Dao Weibu lightly swung the Tai Chi Sword again.

Since it was a move that contained the mystery of the Tai Chi Sword Art this time, Nezha could not easily avoid it as he had just now.

Dao Weibu, who had lightly thrust his sword between Nezha and the Universe Ring, used his strength and tried to lift the Universe Ring.

Screech!

"Ugh!"

But at the sudden heavy impact, Dao Weibu swallowed a groan and hurriedly withdrew the Tai Chi Sword.

"How can this be?"

Dao Weibu, who had stepped back in shock and was looking at his sword, could not hide his surprise.

The blade of the Tai Chi Sword, which had just been thrust at the Universe Ring, was damaged.

As Dao Weibu looked at Nezha again, Nezha was showing his white teeth and was clutching the Universe Ring so tightly that the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

The Universe Ring was wriggling and shining as if it were a living snake, and looking closely, it was giving off a green light and an edge was flowing from it, as if it were a weapon.

"You brat... how dare you!"

The Tai Chi Sword was a sword that his master, Wu Guang, had personally bestowed upon him.

For a disciple of the Wudang Sect to have damaged the Tai Chi Sword was no different from a great disgrace.

"What is this?"

Moreover, this time, Nezha also abandoned his timid voice and was getting very angry.

As Nezha got angry, the Universe Ring spread even wider and moved as if it were swaying, and its appearance was like a snake raising its head and threatening a person.

"The demon that is said to appear around the Tang Clan..."

As the Universe Ring spread, half of Nezha's face, which had been naturally hidden, was revealed.

Skin that had a green light like his hands, and was cracked like a dry land, as if it were the scales of a snake.

And even his two sharp eyes that were giving off a glow.

It was surely the mysterious demon that he had heard of before arriving at the Tang Clan.

"So the evil people of the Tang Clan were hiding a demon!"

"I'm a person!"

As if he were very angry at the word 'demon', Nezha threw the Universe Ring that he was holding in his hand at Dao Weibu with all his might.

Swoosh!

The Universe Ring fell on the spot where Dao Weibu had been with a terrifying momentum, like a huge iron mace.

Dao Weibu, who was startled by the sight of the rock shattering and the earth of the land flying up, immediately displayed his divine footwork and avoided Nezha's attack.

Although he didn't know what that cloth called the Universe Ring was, it was clear that it was dangerous enough to lose his life if he were to be hit directly.

Moreover, in the spot where the Universe Ring had swept by, a poisonous and foul smell was rising, and the plants were losing their energy in an instant and were withering, which was extremely dangerous.

"How dare you hide a demon in the Tang Clan! For the sake of the safety of the martial world, I, Dao Weibu, will punish you and set justice right."

Dao Weibu excitedly began to circulate his energy.

Hadn't he missed the opportunity to build his fame because the Two Strange Men of the Unshaven, whom he had been aiming for, had died?

If he were to defeat the demon that the Sichuan Tang Clan was secretly hiding, and if it were to be him, it would surely be a good opportunity to raise his fame in the martial world.

Moreover, the opponent was a child who could not display martial arts, no matter how great his strength was.

"Hyaah!"

Looking at Dao Weibu, who was flying his body while displaying the Tai Chi Sword Art, Nezha clutched the Universe Ring and swung it greatly once again.

* * *

The Wise Sword of Wudang, Wu Guang, had a high seniority in the Tang Sect and was a renowned master of the Martial Arts Alliance.

But for the head of the Tang Clan, Tang Yizheng, it was not a very welcome thing for a person from the Great Wudang Sect, which was the main pillar of the Martial Arts Alliance, to be staying in the Tang Clan.

The Sichuan Alliance and the Black Contemplation Fortress were pressing the Sichuan Tang Clan from both sides, and moreover, because of the incident that had happened fourteen years ago, he was extremely careful about having an outsider stay in the Tang Clan.

But since the opponent was the opponent, Tang Yizheng moved his feet to meet Wu Guang, who had visited the Tang Clan, with a heavy heart.

"Master of the Tang Clan."

"I did not know that the Wise Sword had come, and I have committed a rudeness."

If one were to consider the seniority of the martial world, Wu Guang was higher, but Tang Yizheng was the head of the family who led the Sichuan Tang Clan.

The two looked at each other and were hiding their inner thoughts.

"For what reason has the Wise Sword come to the Sichuan Tang Clan?"

Tang Yizheng was anxious that the secret he was hiding might have entered the Martial Arts Alliance.

"I heard that the Two Strange Men of the Unshaven, who are disturbing the martial world, are in Sichuan, and I have come out with my disciples to catch them. But I have discovered a more surprising fact, and since I was on my way, I have come to visit the Tang Clan like this."

"What is it?"

"The Twin Swords of Guankou have appeared in Sichuan."

Tang Yizheng's eyebrows twitched at the completely unexpected story that Wu Guang had brought up.

(End of Chapter)