Chapter 68: Dispatch to the Ascension Pavilion (3)
The progression of the Life-and-Death Path was largely unchanged from when I had experienced it before.
The fifteen geniuses advanced, crossing the treacherous mountains of the Nine Dragons Range, traversing valleys, and scaling cliffs.
After two days, the disciples split into front, middle, and rear groups.
As prearranged, the instructors took the front and rear groups, while we handled the middle group.
The front group, composed of Oedang warriors, was too formidable to catch up with. If we lost track of the middle group’s disciples, we could switch with the rear instructors.
It was a formation that anticipated some degree of loss.
Of course, the Oedang warriors were martial artists too.
Their pride wouldn’t allow them to fall behind the children, so they struggled to keep up.
But soon, their pride-fueled mental strength seemed to run dry, and everyone’s exhaustion became noticeable.
Still.
“Everyone’s feet are heavy! Don’t you know the basics of lightness technique?!”
“Treat this as training!”
“Step forward while channeling your qi! Is your internal power lacking? What have you been doing all this time without practicing your mental techniques?!”
It was fortunate that Woo Je-jun kept everyone centered.
The members of the Sun Group moved in perfect unison at his command.
Seeing that made me feel proud.
‘There are no great generals under a poor commander.’
After all, Woo Je-jun’s leadership was practically my own.
