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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 197

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Nothing is certain.

‘What exactly am I doing right now?’

The nose is filled with blood.

A living skin that stings.

All of this is new to me.


Three daggers fly behind Chung Myung’s back and strike Magyo in the foreheads as he rushes at him.


Magyo collapsed on the spot, making a gruesome sound.


Chung Myung’s eyes were slightly dazed as he looked at those who had fallen to the ground.

The wiggling Magyo turn their heads to the side. The light soon fades from the eyes.


Yes, it’s the end.

“What exactly are you doing? I’m in the midst of a fight. That’s not typical of you, Taoist-hyung!”

Chung Myung slowly turned his head and returned his gaze.

Tang Bo.

He approaches Chung Myung with a tilt of his head.


Chung Myung raised his hand and pressed it firmly against his brow.

He was oddly distracted.

“I don’t know, maybe I’m a little tired.”

Chung Myung shook off the plum sword, shook off the blood, and slid it back into the sheath. Tang Bo smiles and extends his hand to take the dagger.

“It’s no surprise you’re exhausted. We’ve been fighting for three days straight.”


“…you look exhausted, hyung?” You speak less.”


“Can I give you a pill?”

“There you go.”

“No way, Hyung is acting like this again. Others try to eat Tang Family Yeongdan (some kind of medicine pill) with their eyes turned upside down. Do you have any doubts about the Tangs?”

“I believe in the Tang Family.”

“Then why?”

“I don’t trust you.”

“You’re still upset about it, aren’t you? Because I was mistaken, I gave you the incorrect one.”

“You’re all just talking. Just!”

Chung Myung shifted his weight.

“I’m going back.”

“No, let us travel together. Hi, Hyung nim.”

Tang Bo quickly trailed Chung Myung.

“Now that we have killed another unit, the situation will be a little tilted in our favor, right?”

“It should be.”

Otherwise, there would be no reason to go to such lengths.

Chung Myung was startled by the cold sensation in his arms.

Tang Bo was rubbing Gold Leaf Medicine (금창약을) into his arm.

A thick layer of Gold Leaf Medicine covers the long cut.

“How many times do I have to tell you that if you don’t treat your wounds on time, you’ll suffer?”

Chung Myung’s brow furrowed slightly.

“Leave it alone and it will heal itself.”

“It will, indeed. However, if you use medicine, you will recover faster. Maintain your composure.”

Tang Bo tore Chung Myung’s hem off and applied gold paste all over it.

“You can’t have Gold Medication from the Tang Family even if you have the money. Be grateful.”

“Whenever you open your mouth, you say that you don’t like Tang Family, but you use Tang Family goods well.”

“That’s that and this is this. Besides…”

Tang Bo’s face turned slightly bitter.

“I didn’t understand it before, but now I understand why the family was so stubborn. In the end, without power, it was nothing. If the Tang Family had been a little more powerful, we wouldn’t have run away from Sichuan like this, and so many of our family members wouldn’t have lost their lives.”


Seeing Tang Bo suddenly speaking loudly, Chung Myung narrowed his forehead slightly.

“I think that these days. Taoist Hyung nim.”

“What do you think?”

“If I had just believed and pushed my family instead of picking on everything they said, wouldn’t the family be a little stronger……Then… then… then we can save one more person…….”

“Don’t say nonsense. You may have been annihilated by believing in your strength and fighting against it.”

“……I guess so.”

Tang Bo bows his head slightly with a bitter expression. After a while, he raised his head again, and the bitterness disappeared from his face as if washed away. Instead, a mischievous smile bloomed.

“So, after the war is over, I’m going to try to help Gaju guys a little this time. I’m an elder by name, and I’m an adult, but I’ve never taken good care of them.”

“You have only been a bully.”

“That’s what I’ll do only to Hyung nim…”


“No, no. The weather is so… uh. It’s gloomy. What’s wrong with the weather? Uh-huh.”

Chung Myung gave a bitter smile.

Chung Myung, in fact, is no better than Tang Bo because he has done nothing for his senior.

All he gave to his sect (Also Samun) was the reputation of Plum Blossom Sword Saint. He did not properly raise his disciples and did not assist his descendants.

He simply lived and moved as he pleased.

‘If the war is over……’

Then things should be different. At the time.

“So, Hyung nim.”


“Let’s make a promise with me. If I die during this war, please watch the Tang Family kids.”

“……what kind of nonsense is that?”

“I’m Dark Lord (Dark Saint. Or could be Assasin Saint.), you’re more likely to survive than I am. So, just listen to this little brother’s will and take care of the children. It’s because I’m giving you the medicine. Even if you pay for this…”

“If you’re going to talk nonsense, go away, go away. I’ll stab you.”

“No, it’s not that difficult!”

“If you want to raise your own family, do it yourself. You have to survive somehow.”

“……Ay, you cold-hearted man.”

Chung Myung, who pushed the muttering Tang Bo away like a fly, swirled ahead.

“You promised, didn’t you?”

“Who know.”

“I’m giving you these medicines!”

“No, is this bastard real?”


“Let’s get you hit.”

“Ha… haha. Oh, you must have had a serious injury earlier. What’s wrong with your body….?”

Chung Myung grinned as he watched Tang Bo step down with tremble.

“Why do dead people think behind their backs? It’s over when they die.”

“Well, that’s not the case, though. Even if I die, the rest will live.”


“We are talking about Taoist Hyung nim. I don’t know how you feel because you’re a Taoist who’s detached from the world…”

Tang Bo scratched his head.

“There is such a thing, such a thing. It’s an unpleasant feeling that never goes away.”

Chung Myung sighed and turned around.

“Don’t pass things on to others and do it yourself.”




“I’ll finish the war. By cutting the throat of that Heavenly Demon.”

“Haha. If it’s Taoist Hyung nim, I think you can do it.”

“So until then…….”

Chung Myung chewed it out.

“Live like a scoundrel.”


Tang Bo crept up next to Chung Myung. Seeing him walking next to him, Chung Myung unwittingly followed his steps.


Tang Bo was killed in action less than a month later.

* * *


Chung Myung jumped to his feet.


He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw a white bandage wrapped around his stomach.

‘I don’t think I’m dead.’

‘I’m not going to die like that. In the past, when I fought a war, I survived with a dagger stuck in my stomach! This body is more persistent than a cockroach……. Oh, that is an insult.’

‘But where am I?’

Chung Myung, who turned his head, distorts his eyes in an instan


The disciples of Mount Hua literally spread out in his eyes.

Baek Chun, Yoo Iseol, Yoon Jong, Jo Gol are lying dead on the floor…….

‘Ah. They are just sleeping like corpses.’

He was surprised.

Chung Myung glanced at the conditions of his Sahyung and grinned.

“Maybe it’s because I grew up without bed, but I sleep well on the floor.”

‘Ugh. those poor things.’

Chung Myung was about to wake up Yoon Jong.

“Leave them alone. They have been awake for three days.”

Chung Myung turned his head.

Before he knew it, a man stood at the open door.

“Did you wake up?”


The man who came in slowly and spoke to him was Tang Gun ak, the head of Tang Family , who had a duel with Chung Myung.

There was no expression on his face.

Chung Myung tilts his head and looks around once again.

“Is this Tang Family?”

“That’s right.”

“Why would I……. No, wait, before that! It’s been three days?”

“Yes, you’ve been unconscious for three days.”

Chung Myung’s face was distorted.

‘Three days?’

No, he got stabbed in the stomach and has been out for three days?

‘I’m weak.’

Chung Myung gritted his teeth.

In the past, it was a wound that would have been scratched off the spot and applied with medicine, but this body barely maintains its consciousness with such a wound.

When he thought about it, it was Chung Myung who was angry.

“Then why is my Sasuk like this?”

“They said they won’t leave your side until you open your eyes. I tried to offer them a rest, but they drew their sword and resisted. I was so nervous that I thought something would happen, so I put them to sleep with a blood transfusion.”


‘They have been around for three days?’


‘Shouldn’t you take turns watching. But four of you together?’

‘Oh, those stupid things.’

Chung Myung glared at Tang Gun ak.

“Then you should have moved me somewhere more comfortable!”

“If I try to move you, you wake up with a grunt. What should I do?”


“You disciples must be very close. If the children of the Tang family were like that, my worries would have been relieved a little. I’m jealous.”

“You envy this…”

Chung Myung glanced at his Sahyung.

‘It’s stupid.’

It’s so stupid.



Chung Myung coughed low.

An indescribable emotion ran through his chest.

Then, Tang Gun ak strode in and bowed his head towards Chung Myung.

“I apologize.”


“This is all my fault. I didn’t think Tang Pae would commit such a crime.”


“I know that no matter what I say, I will not be excused. I’ll do my best, so please let go of your anger.”


Tang Gun ak raised his head and opened his mouth with a serious face.

“First of all, I accept that this is my defeat.”


“As promised, the Sichuan Tang Family recognizes Chung Myung of Mount Hua as an eternal guest and friend of us.”


“And if you’d like, I’ll give you this neck.”

Chung Myung opened his eyes wide.

“I raised my child wrong. I’ll do as much as I can if it could excuse me. If it can restore the reputation of the Tang Family that fell to the ground!”

Tang Gun ak said like a spit.

But his inner heart was a little different from what he showed on the outside.

‘If I talk to this extent, he has no choice but to accept it.’

Tang Gun ak sneaks up and looks at Chung Myung.


Unfortunately for Tang Gun ak, Chung Myung’s expression is a little……. No, it was very different.


Chung Myung’s head is tilted to the side.

“That’s all?”


“Is that all?”

“W- Well?”


Chung Myung looks at Tang Gun ak with incredible eyes. The look in his eyes as if he was seeing something that shouldn’t have been there stunned Tang Gun ak.

“You put a dagger in a man’s stomach and what? Friends? Frieeeeends?”


“And if the kid did something wrong, the parents should be held accountable! Such a secret way to pass the blame on to the kid!”


“Oh my God, people in the neighborhood. This is the Tang family, the Tang family! Oh, my God! A prestigious family! A prestigious family my ass!”

Chung Myung jumped out of his seat.

“No! It’s not like this, I’ll have to run around Sichuan and spread rumors about how well the Tang Family is doing. I can tell the beggars. It’ll be all over the world in three days.”

“Ca- Calm down!”

A cold sweat dripped down Tang Gun ak’s spine.

When rumors spread that the leader of the Tang family lost in the duel with Mount Hua Divine Dragon, and that the Sogaju of the Tang family conducted a secret attack during the legitimate duel….The Tang Family… is over.

The Tang Family has also been called Sapa because they use assassination and poison.

“No, no, no. I’m going to lose my minf. You throw a dagger as a sneak attack in the middle of a duel, can’t you just brush a person’s neck?” (The raw is 사람 목 하나 슥삭 못 할까?”)

“……then I’d have killed him already.”


“Oh, nothing. I said something wrong.”

Tang Gun ak looked at Chung Myung and wiped cold sweat with his sleeve.

“What do you want?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? There needs to be a reward! A reward! If it seems to end in one word, why is there a government official! Why does war happen!”

“Yes. Yes. Of course, we should compensate. But as a reward…… what should I do…….”

“That’s something I’ll think about carefully. How can I make most… No, I can make a good deal with each other.”



Chung Myung blinked his eyes.

“First of all, I’m not feeling well.”


“Give me one Cheondokdan (천독단).” (-dan mean a pill.)





“…I see.”

Uncontrollable wretchedness appeared on the face of Tang Gun ak.

‘You got it wrong.’

And Chung Myung smiled brightly at Tang Gun ak’s face.

Tang Bo ah. Tang Bo ah.

‘Be easy. I’ll take good care of the Tang Family.’


Isn’t this what you mean by taking care?’

‘If it’s not fair, you should come back to life.’


Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of the Blossoming Blade, Return of the Huashan Sect, Return of the Mount Hua Sect, RMHS
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
The 13th generation disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Three Great Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect.


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