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As soon as the next day came, I made my way to the central area of the Murim Alliance.
I probably wasn’t the only one heading in this direction, as other young prodigies would be there as well.
Since they came to Hanam for this very reason.
For the day of the Friendly Martial Arts Competition.
This was the Flower of the Dragons and Phoenixes tournament and the main purpose for the young prodigies who came to the Murim Alliance at this point of the year.
The name might sound cheerful and all...
But as it was hosted by none other than the Murim Alliance, the tournament was a huge opportunity for everyone.
Achieving excellence in the tournament meant securing lasting fame for oneself.
I had witnessed this firsthand in my past life.
It was easy to understand, considering how formidable the current Five Dragons and Three Phoenixes had become in the future.
‘Though they didn’t become powerful solely due to their fame. Rather, they gained fame because they became powerful.’
That was the essence of it.
However, this perspective wasn’t completely wrong either.
If someone gained fame by showing their worth in this tournament...
Then it meant that they were a young prodigy destined for greatness in the future.
“...Phew.”
I let out a sigh, quickly vanishing in the air, as I was feeling uncomfortable.
I couldn’t help but feel out of place here.
‘In the end, I came here.’
It was a little past noon.
The sun should’ve been high in the sky,
But the only thing I saw was white snow falling down.
Around me, young prodigies were starting to gather here one by one, just like yesterday.
Participating in the tournament was a matter of personal choice.
Those who didn’t wish to take part were free not to.
Despite the tournament being the highlight of this whole gathering, the main goal of this event was so that young prodigies could gather in the banquet.
Nevertheless, everyone opted to participate.
‘It was only natural, considering they had come here precisely for this purpose.’
Martial artists were known for their tendency to show off and brag about their strength.
While there were a few masters who endlessly trained in the mountains and secluded themselves from others to reach the next martial realm...
Most martial artists fell into the category of the former.
This was especially true for those in their youth.
‘They definitely wouldn’t be able to hold back.’
They wouldn’t even think about hiding their power.
Even Yung Pung had a bit of arrogance due to his sheer talent.
It puzzled me that three of the Five Dragons and Three Phoenixes had chosen not to participate in the Dragons and Phoenixes tournament.
Since it implied that they had more pressing matters to attend to.
As I mentioned earlier, Gu Huibi was busy with her clan work and the Water Dragon likely skipped it due to his personality,
But Yung Pung was a different story.
I thought he would enjoy this kind of event.
Did something major really happen in Mount Hua?
‘There isn’t anything I could remember that happened in Mount Hua at this particular time.’
I delved into my memories, but nothing came up.
“Gu Clan’s Gu Yangcheon of Shanxi... Are you rea- “
In the middle of checking me in, the guide gasped.
The reason was obvious.
It was most likely because of the Dishonored Venerable’s recommendation letter that accompanied my invitation letter.
At first, I brought it with me as I thought it would help me.
But rather than be of assistance, it only brought me more burdens.
The recommendation letter from the Second Elder, which I had expected to work in my favor, had done nothing of the sort.
Instead, a strange rumor was being spread about my name.
A nonsensical rumor at that.
“Young Master Gu is the Dishonored Venerable’s disciple? I think I heard that earlier too.”
I let out a sigh after hearing Tang Soyeol.
I heard that bullshit as soon as I woke up in the morning.
Who was whose disciple, they said ...?
“Are you?”
“Do you think I am...?”
When I spoke with an incredulous tone, Tang Soyeol smiled brightly.
“If Young Master Gu says no, then it’s a no.”
It was bright.
So bright that left me momentarily speechless.
“How... How did such a rumor spread?”
“Well, usually when someone gets a recommendation letter from a well-known figure, the information gets spread fast.”
“Isn’t it supposed to remain confidential ...?”
The information regarding recommendation letters was supposed to be kept secret from others unless the letter’s owner chose to disclose it.
And this rotting piece of shit really called themselves the Orthodox Faction.
“I’m more astounded by how people believe such a thing.”
“Well, it’s not entirely unbelievable, is it?”
“Hmm?”
To my response, Tang Soyeol responded back as if my words were strange.
“Recommendation letters aren’t given to just anyone, you know?”
“...Well... That’s true.”
It was problematic as I couldn’t tell her about the contents of the letter.
It would be even more perplexing to admit that I had brought a letter with my name on it when the contents weren’t about me at all.
Especially when it was the letter written by none other than a Heavenly Venerable.
“The most significant issue would be the martial art you displayed yesterday.”
I had to shut my mouth for a moment after hearing Tang Soyeol.
Was the fact that I knocked out Hwangbo Cheolwi last night really the problem?
‘Maybe I should’ve held back a bit.’
I did act rather recklessly, to be honest.
The first issue was that I barely controlled my power as I had been too fixated on Jang Seonyeon.
And the second issue was my obsession with the idea of impressing the other young prodigies to capture their attention.
‘But the rumor had spread just because of that?’
However, if it really did, then about what?
The only connection I had with the Dishonored Venerable was our shared status as martial artists who used fists.
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