Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 46 Black Gold Soft Armor
After a while, Huang Sixi moved the rubble and released Taoist Mu Sang from the inner cave.

Taoist Mu Sang has been trapped for several days. He looks haggard and his spirits are low.

He is younger than Mu Renqing, but also over sixty years old, with sparse hair, mostly white rather than black.

Huang Sixi saw that he was unsteady on his feet and asked him if he was injured.

He replied awkwardly: "I'm not injured, I just haven't had any energy since I was hungry for a few days."

Huang Sixi took out a bottle of honey and handed it to him: "Make do with this for now."

"Thank you very much!"

Taoist Mu Sang hurriedly opened the cork of the bottle and drank it all in one gulp, but he couldn't taste anything.

He just felt that he was not satisfied yet, and he kept smacking his lips: "Sweet! So sweet! It's the most delicious thing in the world!"

No matter what he eats or drinks now, it is guaranteed to be the most delicious thing in the world.

He suddenly became thick-skinned, stretched out his dry old hand to Huang Sixi, and said with a smile: "Master Huang, do you have any more honey? Give me another bottle!"

Huang Sixi did not agree: "I have something very important to discuss with you. After that, I will take you back to the village for dinner!"

Taoist Mu Sang tore off his outer shirt with a "swish!" sound and took off a black soft armor vest.

He stuffed the soft armor into Huang Sixi's arms and said, "I have no way to repay you for saving my life, so I will take this treasure as a thank you gift!"

Huang Sixi spread out the soft armor to check it out. It felt heavy, neither silk nor leather.

He first used his internal force to pull, and found that the soft armor was extremely tough. It kept him warm in winter and cool in summer, and the defense was much better than the hard armor he wore.

He subconsciously thought of the black gold armor in "The Sword Stained with Royal Blood", which was originally a self-defense treasure of Taoist Mu Sang. However, when Taoist Mu Sang came to Huashan as a guest and met Yuan Chengzhi for the first time, he directly gave the armor to Yuan Chengzhi.

Why is the armor still on Taoist Mu Sang?

Huang Sixi asked casually: "Is this yours?"

Taoist Mu Sang nodded quickly: "Of course! This is a self-defense treasure that I spent countless efforts and risked my life to obtain. It is absolutely worthy of you!"

He recalled the past again: "Originally, this armor was given by me to a Huashan Sect disciple. A few years ago, this disciple followed me to Tibet to help track down Yu Zhen's whereabouts!"

He must be talking about Yuan Chengzhi.

Huang Sixi knew that Yuan Chengzhi and Taoist Mu Sang went to Tibet together, but he had no idea why they separated: "Why didn't the disciple follow you?"

Taoist Mu Sang sighed, "We heard from some passing wuxia people that Huashan Sect suffered a great disaster, and his senior brother Gui Xinshu and senior sister Gui Erniang were killed. He hurried back to Huashan. Before leaving, he was worried that I couldn't deal with Yu Zhen alone, so he returned the armor to me and asked me to use it for self-defense."

This is in line with Yuan Chengzhi's character.

Since it was Yuan Chengzhi who took the initiative to return it, Huang Sixi naturally would not refuse the black gold armor. This armor and the Golden Snake Sword, one for defense and the other for offense, were both very useful to Huang Sixi.

He immediately opened the sheepskin bag around his waist, took out several bottles of honey from his body, and gave them to Taoist Mu Sang.

"Ha, Mr. Huang is really a man of justice! Now I am grateful for your kindness!"

Taoist Mu Sang drank the honey happily, as if it were fine wine.

Huang Sixi saw that Taoist Mu Sang was laughing and was quite cynical. He was not the serious and old-fashioned celebrity in the martial arts world. He also felt more relaxed.

He smiled slightly and asked: "What material is this armor made of?"

"It's mainly black gold silk, mixed with human hair and golden monkey hair. Even the most powerful weapons can't cut it."

"Really? Can't be chopped off?"

Huang Sixi decided to give it a try and took out the Iron Sword of the Sect Leader, intending to chop the soft armor. However, when Taoist Mu Sang saw the Iron Sword, his eyes widened immediately, and he grabbed Huang Sixi's wrist and asked in surprise, "How did you get the Iron Sword Sect's Sect Leader's token?"

Ever since he joined the Iron Sword Sect, he has often been with the iron sword, so he can naturally recognize it at a glance.

Huang Sixi pushed his old hand away before saying, "I just said that I have something important to discuss with you."

He raised the iron sword and shook it: "This matter is related to this token. I actually inherited the legacy from your master, Taoist Master Tiejian. We are half-fellow disciples, but I didn't hold an initiation ceremony."

"Are you serious?" Taoist Mu Sang seemed to be greatly stimulated and his face was twitching.

"It is indeed true!" Huang Sixi asked him:

"But you don't need to be so excited, do you?"

"Of course I am excited." Taoist Mu Sang began to reveal his true feelings:
"Over the years, that beast Yu Zhen has been doing evil everywhere, ruining the reputation of the Iron Sword Sect in the martial arts world. As a result, I dare not go out, let alone meet fellow martial artists, always worried about being cursed and laughed at!"

Taoist Mu Sang was nearly 70 years old, but he had not accepted any disciples. As a result, the huge Iron Sword Sect was left with only him and Yu Zhenzi.

According to the Iron Sword Sect's martial arts heritage, which is one of the best in the world, Taoist Mu Sang could have recruited many disciples and carried forward the Iron Sword Sect.

However, due to Yu Zhenzi's drag, Taoist Mu Sang insisted on not accepting disciples. Even though he taught Yuan Chengzhi his unique skills of iron sword, he never acknowledged the relationship between master and disciple.

In the original novel, after Yu Zhenzi died, Taoist Mu Sang recruited a young disciple, Ajiu, who shared the same suffering as him, and finally the Iron Sword Sect's incense would not be cut off.

"It's different now!" Taoist Mu Sang couldn't help but laugh:

"The famous Dragon Subduing Hero turned out to be my master's descendant. The Iron Sword Sect can also take credit for the heroic act of assassinating the Tartar emperor. I don't have to bow my head anymore. Shouldn't I be excited and happy?"

Taoist Mu Sang was determined to hunt down Yu Zhenzi and even gave up playing chess because five years ago he heard about the reward offered by the Tartars for the Dragon Subduing Hero. He was worried that Yu Zhenzi would surrender to the Tartars in order to get the reward, which would affect the reputation of his sect, so he had to clean up the sect.

Huang Sixi let him laugh and enjoyed himself.

After he stopped laughing, he asked, "So, do you acknowledge my identity as a member of the Iron Sword Sect?"

"Junior brother, what do you mean? From the moment you received our master's inheritance, you have already been a member of the Iron Sword Sect. Why do you need your brother's recognition?"

Taoist Mu Sang pointed at the master's iron sword and said, "You probably don't know the rules of our Iron Sword Sect. Whoever holds the iron sword is the master! I was so excited just now that I forgot to greet you. Junior brother, please sit down. I will kowtow to you now!"

After saying this, he knelt on the ground and performed the standard ceremony of a sect leader.

Yu Zhenzi always thought that Taoist Mu Sang was a conservative and pedantic old man.

Actually not necessarily.

It depends on how each person views the morality of respecting teachers. Taoist Mu Sang was willing to kowtow to the iron sword. Perhaps it was because he had the bottom line of the teacher's rules in his heart. In the original book, even when Yu Zhenzi was holding the iron sword, he still knelt.

Huang Sixi allowed Taoist Mu Sang to perform the salute.

He had been looking down at the iron sword, but was puzzled to find that the sword pattern had not changed at all.

This puzzled him. Taoist Mu Sang had already knelt down and kowtowed, acknowledging his status as the head of the sect. Why didn't Jian Wen reveal his martial arts skills?

He guessed which link was not done right.

He helped Taoist Mu Sang up and asked, "Can you accept a disciple on my behalf? We'd better hold an initiation ceremony!"

"Brother, I wish I could do this."

Taoist Mu Sang looked around and said, "But there is nothing here. We are missing some ritual items."

Huang Sixi immediately stood up and said: "Let's go back to the village, we can prepare everything there!"

(End of this chapter)