Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 205

“Is it not done yet?”

“Make it fast! Hurry up!”

“Where is Kungpao chicken? I’ve said to make it before. What happened? Where’s Boo Soksoo!”

The Sichuan Tang Family’s chef was fighting bravely.

“Didn’t you say there were five people? I think it’s more than 20 servings. Why are you asking me to make more?”

“Don’t talk about it. Almost one person is eating them all!”

“All of this?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Huh. What’s wrong with you?”

The chef’s hands became increasingly busy.

And in the midst of the chaos, a man took a natural step.

After seeing the intruder’s clothes, the cooks placed food bowls and bottles on a tray.

“Hurry, hurry, carry it before it gets cold!”

“Yes!”

The individual who lowered his head and hid his face took a food tray and moved quickly.

He crept out of the kitchen, looked around, and pushed his hand into his arms.

He took out a large and a small bottle and checked them, his eyes coldly lit up.

– He enjoys drinking.

He evenly sprinkled the powder from a small bottle over the Kungpao chicken, then poured the liquid from the other bottle into the liquor bottle.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he took the tray and began to walk casually.

When he arrived at Mount Hua’s disciples’ home, he coughed slightly and stepped inside without hesitation.

“Oh, he’s here!”

“…are you asking again?”

“I don’t know which is great, you eating all this or the Tang Family that giving all this.”

The clean, empty dishes were strewn across the table in the center of the inner room.

The food that the man had brought was placed in front of Chung Myung. Then he grabbed the empty bowls.

“Oh, well, shall we start over?”

Chung Myung blew a whistle and took up his chopsticks. Baek Chun frowns as he sees this.

“Are you really eating again? Again?”

“Then I’ll give it to you, and eat it.”

“Did you hear it properly? Hey, dude! You said you were supposed to be dueling in the afternoon! How can a man like that be so heavy?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Mount Hua’s food is good too, isn’t it? Why do you look like a starved person…?”

“Sasuk.”

“What?”

“That’s rice.”

“Then what about this?”

“This is cooking.”

“….”

Baek Chun clearly subtly understood Chung Myung. You can’t compare the food from Mount Hua’s kitchen to the food here, no matter how generous the meat is or how good the ingredients are.

Isn’t this a dish prepared by Sichuan’s best chef?

“Wow. Let me have a bite first…..”

Chung Myung’s head was tilted at the time.

“Huh?”

His gaze shifts to one side.

“Wow! What is this? A smell that kills a person?”

Chung Myung’s gaze was drawn to the new bottle of liquor. A wonderful scent was leaking out of the bottle with the lid open.

Chung Myung quickly reached out and poured alcohol into his mouth.

“Kahhh.”

“…it sounds like someone is dying.”

“I wonder if it’s good over there too.”

Chung Myung stared at the bottle, his eyes wide open.

“Wow, what’s with all of this? It’s really good.”

Baek Chun was pursuing Chung Myung.

“Then let me have a bite…….”

“Hey! Where are you trying to get your hands on Sajil’s liquor! Bad manners!”

“…is this crazy?”

The sect was turned inside out.

It flipped around.

“Oh, this Kungpao chicken is almost art, art! I’d like to take all cooks here to Mount Hua.”

“Mount Hua, do you want to hire them to our kitchen?”

“No, just for me.”

“….”

Primordial Heaven (Taoist Supreme Deity).

Why did you leave something like that on Mount Hua?

After seeing Chung Myung drink and eat food, the man quietly left the room with an empty bowl.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

Chung Myung grinned at the bottle as he wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Then he leaned back in his chair, as if he’d had enough to eat.

“Oh, I ate too much.”

“Look, I told you to eat moderately.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. This is nothing.”

Jo Gol frowns slightly as he looks at the table.

“There’s quite a bit left. It’s a waste, but I have to eat it all…”

Tak!

Chung Myung’s chopsticks were like a beam of light striking Jo Gol’s chopsticks.

“….”

“That’s mine. Sahyung eats something else.”

“…Huh?”

Chung Myung laughed.

“This is what Tang Family prepared for me.”

Jo Gol cocked his head in response to an unexpected remark.

* * *

The news of Mount Hua Divine Dragon and Tang Hak fighting spread quickly throughout the Tang Family.

“With that Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

“Did Young Master Tang Hak has to go that far?”

“What are you talking about? He may be not the son of Gaju, but isn’t Young Master Tang Hak the best young warrior in the Tang Family?”

“Even so…… it’s Mount Hua Divine Dragon. Didn’t you say the other day that Gaju nim had lost in a duel against Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

“That’s because Gaju nim was holding back. Would he bully Mount Hua’s young Taoist?”

Everyone had different thoughts and opinions but wanted to see this duel for themselves. As a result, the central Duel Hall (Sparring Hall) of the Sichuan Tang Family, where the duel takes place, was packed early in the morning.

Tang Hak’s heart began to race as he noticed the crowd.

“Huu.”

Tang Hak clenched his fist in his sleeve after taking a deep breath and calming his trembling chest.

It was back then.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about.”

Tang Hak made a sharp turn of his head.

His grandfather, Tang Wei, the Wonju of the Senate, was approaching him.

“Greetings, Wonju nim.”

“There is no need to strain yourself. Call me Grandpa.”

“Yes, grandfather.”

Tang Wei continues to smile.

“Are you confident?”

“It’s not that your grandson has been neglectful of his efforts but…… the opponent is Mount Hua Divine Dragon, called the world’s best rising star. To be honest, I’m not sure I can win.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. It’s an unseemly appearance. You’re scared of a kid ten years younger than you?”

“It’s not that I’m not confident….”

“There is nothing to worry about.”

“Yes?”

Tang Wei smiled suspiciously.

“Should I give you some advice, my only grandson? Mount Hua Divine Dragon will grovel like drugged chickens, so don’t waste time and beat him.”

“How do you…”

“However!”

Tang Wei said quietly, his eyes gleaming.

“Don’t let him live.”

Tang Hak nodded slowly, understanding what Tang Wei said. It didn’t take long for his mouth to twist and a mean smile to emerge.

“I understand what you mean. Don’t worry. I won’t let him talk forever.”

“Yes, sometimes the books have to be tough.”

With a fishy smile, the grandfather and grandson exchanged glances.

“If this goes well, you will rise to the position of Sogaju. Then the position of Gaju will naturally lead to you.”

“I don’t know how to repay my grandfather’s kindness.”

“It’s in return for you to become Gaju. Then my limit will be lifted.”

Tang Wei turned to face the people gathered in the Duel Hall.

“Can you see it?”

“Yes.”

“These many are all members of the Tang family. There are divisions between brothers, so how can these many people live as one family?”

“….”

“What a true Gaju should have is not a heart of care for their own kind. It is only right that Gaju should be cold and sober, and only think about the benefit of Tang Family. Keep my words in mind.”

“Yes, grandfather.”

Tang Wei licked his lips and stuck out his tongue.

‘Enough of that.’

He received word from a subordinate that Chung Myung had taken Cheonilchwi (千日取).

‘He can’t handle Tang Hak when he’s infected with Cheonilchwi, no matter how strong he is.’

Cheonilchwi is one of the Tang family’s unique poisons.

Its division distinguishes Cheonilchwi into positive and negative aspects. They cannot act as poison if they are not used together. It is simply a powder and a liquid.

When two things collide in the stomach, they combine to form poison.

A person suffering from Cheonilchwi becomes clouded, as if drunk, and is unable to use their energy effectively.

‘It’s the best medicine for this type of fight.’

Tang Wei smiled strangely as he turned his head.

He frowns when he sees Tang Gaju across the street.

‘I want you to be Gaju!’

Does it make sense for the Tang Family’s leader to sit on the side of Mount Hua, no matter how much he wanted to support Chung Myung?

‘I can’t trust someone like that with my family’s future.’

By the end of the day, the Tang Family will be reorganized in his and Tang Hak’s names.

Then he noticed the Mount Hua disciples walking slowly from afar.

“Here it comes!”

“Mount Hua! It’s Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

The Tang Family members who had gathered held their breath as they looked at them.

There are no boos or cheers.

They can’t boo Tang Gun ak because he’s standing there, and they can’t cheer because he’s dealing with Tang Hak.

It was just a hazy, high voice that rang incessantly.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, grandfather!”

“Okay. You shouldn’t give up the momentum. Get out right away!”

“Yes!”

Tang Hak leaps onto the temporary duel stage, spreads his shoulders proudly, and gazes at Mount Hua’s disciples.

‘This is where I’ll be, Sogaju.’

‘I need to appear more solemn!’

“Mount Hua Divine Dragon, step forward. I’ll deal with you today to prove that Tang Family’s martial arts are on top of Mount Hua’s.”

“Whoaaaa!”

“Right!”

The arm eventually bends inward.

Tang Family members applauded the dignified remark. Some people looked at Tang Gun ak, but he didn’t respond to the cheers.

And the Mount Hua disciples……

Huh?

What are they up to?

The attention of the crowd is focused on the Mount Hua disciples. Though they must have heard Tang Hak, they appeared to be preoccupied, standing in a circle and whispering something to one another.

“Really?”

“Is that okay?”

“…no, that…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“…if that’s the case.”

One person took a step forward after the long murmur.

People were astounded to see him compete without hesitation on the duel stage.

“He’s Mount Hua Divine Dragon! The world’s best rising star!”

“What a great momentum… huh?”

“Was Mount Hua Divine Dragon a woman?”

Everyone’s expression was smudged with absurdity.

The female disciple of Mount Hua is the one who takes the stage. Chung Myung’s fame has not spread much beyond Sichuan, but it is sufficient to know that Mount Hua Divine Dragon is a man.

“Didn’t it say the opponent is Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

“What kind of woman?”

“No! Are you saying a woman going to deal with Young Master Tang Hak? There’s a limit for ignoring Tang Family!”

The audience began to rumble.

They can’t be as angry as Tang Hak, no matter how angry they are.

Tang Hak, whose face was wrinkled with rage, scowled loudly.

“What the hell is this!”

He spat it out as he stared at Yoo Iseol on stage.

“I’ve definitely decided to fight with Mount Hua Divine Dragon. Who are you to dare come up on stage?”

“Yoo Iseol of Mount Hua.”

“You don’t understand what I’m saying! Where is Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

Only then did one of Mount Hua’s disciples take a step forward.

“Me?”

“….”

Chung Myung responded as if he was dying of boredom. Tang Hak couldn’t hide his disappointment when he saw this.

“You’re supposed to fight me, aren’t you?”

“Oh, something happened, so let’s just do this.”

“What do you mean this?”

“Tsk.”

Chung Myung tapped his swollen tummy.

“I ate too much and I got indigestion.”

“…over eating? Did you say that a warrior is overeating?”

“Tang Family food was very delicious.”

“….”

It’s ridiculous. No, it’s absurd to the point of being unbelievable.

What’s more absurd is that by Mount Hua Divine Dragon’s side,

‘It is, indeed.’

Tang Gun ak was muttering and nodding.

“Do Mount Hua not know shame?”

“Oh, you’re talking weird. Who is being shameless here?”

“What?”

Chung Myung laughed.

“You fighting me?”

“…yes.”

“By what qualification?”

“….”

Tang Hak’s eyes trembled.

“I’m still Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

Chung Myung protruded his tummy.

It’s completely full. How much food did you consume…… No, that’s not the point.

“Am you bragging about your reputation? How can a warrior dwell on his fame?”

“So you understand that the Tang family is treated like a family of five stuck in a corner, right?”

“….”

That is not correct.

This is the Tang Family of Sichuan.

“How did I get this reputation? It’s a reputation earned by overcoming death and running around sweating barefoot. Duel? I’ve never heard of you before. You’re doing a duel with me?”

Chung Myung has an odd expression on his face. A look full of laughter and mockery.

“Don’t make a fool of yourself. Even a challenger requires a minimum qualification. Otherwise, on the signboard of Tang Family.”

‘You, the person who passed by. We will accept a duel request. Visit the Sichuan Tang Family.’

“That is something you should write!”

Tang Hak, who couldn’t think of an excuse, was silenced by Chung Myung.

“These noblemen believe I earned this moniker by gambling in a back alley. Dogs and cows have become entangled. I had no idea what your name was. How could you be so conceited? ”

Tang Hak’s face had become horribly distorted.

With his chin, Chung Myung points to Yoo Iseol.

“Don’t be concerned. Because I’m a generous person. If you beat Sago, I’ll deal with you. No, it’s also inconvenient……”

Chung Myung laughed.

“If you win against Sago, I’ll admit I lost.”

Tang Hak’s face became pale.

“Do you want me to fight a woman?”

“…oh my.”

Chung Myung’s eyes were wide open, followed by tremors.

“If you want to die, you can just put your nose in the plate water. You’d be beaten to death ”

“What?”

It was that exact moment.