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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 249

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The disciples of Mount Hua couldn’t keep their hearts from trembling all day.

“How can your body change like this?”

“Oh, my God… I hit my head on the ceiling when I woke up this morning!”


“I was just trying to get up lightly, but my body went up to the ceiling!”

“I don’t think this body is mine.”

Jasodan’s power was truly incredible.

No, it was even better for them. Who would have thought that a single Yeongdan could drastically alter the body?

They expected it to simply increase their internal strength, but it felt more like it had transformed their bodies into better ones.

Those who had previously consumed the Plum Blossoms Pill given by Chung Myung were acutely aware of how great Jasodan was.

“Is the restroom still crowded?”

“Don’t even bring it up. I peed all day today.”

“Then you’ll perish, man! What kind of nonsense are you on about?”

“I’m telling you, it’s real.”

Most of the disciples could not expel Zhuo Qi from the body as quickly as Baek Chun’s group. But it wasn’t that it didn’t work because it was discharged over a few days.

The cleansing of the body.

It was obtained by consuming a small amount of Yeongdan, which many martial artists desire.

Of course, reaching that level through enlightenment would be different, but the fact that it was a tremendous achievement remained unchanged.

Even while eating, no one could hide their excitement. The Dining Hall was noisy, but no one thought to stop it.

Right now, everyone wants to get drunk on this sensation.

A simple word from someone quieted the loud noise.

“Isn’t this going to make us stronger than we used to be?”


Everyone immediately shut their mouths as if they had made a promise.

They then turned to face the source of the noise.

The second-class disciple who brought it up looked around, perplexed. As if he didn’t expect one word to elicit such a reaction.


Not because what he said was absurd, but because everyone shut up. It was more because it no longer sounded like a joke.

Of course, everyone knows that Hyun Jong’s goal as Sect Leader is to recreate Mount Hua’s glory days.

However, most of the people here were only practicing moderately when they were caught in the hair of Chung Myung, who appeared unexpectedly, and dragged away.

Not only Chung Myung, but other Sahyung, have recently begun to act similarly, but……


What appeared to be a dream in the air is now taking shape.

“…… there’s nothing we can’t do, is there?”

“Hey, I’m telling you…….”

“No, I don’t know how strong Mount Hua used to be, but we are also getting incredibly strong now.”


“Southern Edge Sect was defeated! Wudang was defeated by Sahyung. Perhaps we, too, are extremely powerful.”

“If you get hit by Chung Myung, you’ll think differently.”

“To put it the other way around, we’re the ones who endure that Chung Myung.”

Everyone’s expressions darkened.

In fact, they have no idea how powerful they are. Most of them did not have the opportunity to put their strength to the test.

They are only guessing based on the performances of Baek Chun and Chung Myung.

Before eating Jasodan, Baek Chun was already stronger than Geum Ryong. So, how much stronger has he become? And how powerful are the people here?

“One thing for sure is…….”

When Baek Sang opened his mouth, everyone turned to look at him.

“That dream doesn’t necessarily seem impossible anymore.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Remember, everyone. Why did the Baek Chun Sahyung, Yoo Samae, and the third-class disciples come all the way to Yunnan? These are the people who did not hesitate to go all the way to create Yeongdan for us. We have to work harder to return the favor!”

“Of course! Sahyung!”

“I’ll do my best, Sasuk!”

Baek Sang quietly nodded.

“Eat a lot! Eat as much as you can and train to die! Then, one day, what you just said will not be a dream!”


Mount Hua’s disciples began to eat aggressively with a loud response.

Tang Soso, who was eating in one corner, looked at everyone with a solemn expression.

‘This isn’t a joke.’

Jasodan’s power, which she had felt with her body, was ridiculous.

Even Tang Soso had never imagined such a Yeongdan existed.


The disciples of Mount Hua had a ferocious stare.

‘Is there another place in Murim with this many people with such internal strength?’

Even Shaolin would be challenging.

Of course, she has never actually seen Shaolin, so it’s just a guess, but if she only considers internal strength, Mount Hua is now among the best in the world.

What if Mount Hua’s ancient martial arts could be added on top of that?

‘It’s not a dream,’ says the narrator.

Tang Soso bit her lower lip.

Everyone else was bursting with determination, but she didn’t want to stand alone and watch. She is now a Mount Hua disciple as well.

‘I’ll do my best as well!’

She may be a woman who makes a name for herself in the world if her internal strength is supported by training.

She wishes to be known throughout the world as Tang Soso, the swordswomen of Mount Hua, rather than Tang Soso, the daughter of Tang Gaju.

‘I’m going to die training tomorrow!’

Tang Soso, on the other hand, was unaware.

What does Chung Myung’s return mean?

* * *


Tang Soso peered beneath her feet at an endless cliff.



“Sa-Save me…….”


The spot where she stepped crumbles, and the stone tumbles down the cliff of a thousand roads.


“Samae, Ta-Tang! Bring yourself together!”

Tang Soso, who had barely recovered from the shock of the shouting, clutched the rock tightly with a pale face.

“Keuh. For a while, I didn’t have to do this because that crazy guy didn’t exist!”

“I thought I’d be more comfortable now that I’m feeling better… Damn it!”

Not at all!

Tang Soso raised her trembling arm and tightened her grip on the cliff.

“Keuh. Keuuuh!”

And she struggles to raise her body.

She is, after all, a martial artist.

Despite the fact that she did not receive secret art from the Tang family, she has continued to hone her skills, even adding the energy of Jasodan that she ate yesterday to it.

She wasn’t the type of person who couldn’t climb a cliff, no matter how steep it was.

So long as this string is not tied around your waist.

Tang Soso looks down, his eyes trembling.

A rope wrapped around her waist and a large boulder.

Tang Soso couldn’t help but scream when he saw the rock hanging in the air!

“No! How can I climb a cliff with this on? Are you crazy?”

“Samae Tang! Don’t shout. You’ll fall off!”


She raised her head and looked up to the top.

Her eyes were bloodshot.

“That crazy bastard!”

In any case, he was a man who she has thought of marriage at one time. However, after she found out what kind of person he was, forgot about marriage, all she wanted to do was to break his head now.

‘What kind of place is this?’

Mount Hua was a place that was completely incomprehensible to her common sense.

Let’s just say this training is ridiculous.

Each sect has its own training method. Even if it is absurdly radical and dangerous, it should be respected.

That’s not the problem.

In which sect do the third-class disciples train the second-class disciples?

As far as she knows, Chung Myung was definitely a third-class disciple, and among those who climb the cliff now, there are also second-class disciples.

So now, a wonderful thing is going on where third-class disciples train second-class disciples.

No! Right, she understands that much if Baek Chun makes a concession.

She can understand.

Tang Soso’s gaze slowly turned to the bottom of the distant cliff.

‘Why aren’t you stopping him!’

If this nonsense is happening, mediation should come from the upper generation.

However, rather than stopping Chung Myung, the Un (First-class disciple) that should play the role of the instructor is not stopping him.

‘Hahaha. Even so, I hope you don’t get hurt.” Don’t worry, we’ll be watching from below. So that you don’t get hurt in off chance you fall.’

Uttered him nonchalantly and then he took a seat at the bottom of the cliff.

So it’s crazy, isn’t it?


Tang Soso shakes her body and stretches out her hand.

“Samae, put up more strength!”


Without the encouraging Sahyung, she would have already fallen.

She sees a summit located in a short distance.

Once again, she clenched her teeth and climbed to the top.


She finally reached the top and was exhausted and knocked down without even thinking about raising her body.

“Huuk! Huuk!

It felt like dirt was being pushed into her mouth, but she couldn’t even spit it out now.

Not long ago, this was unimaginable.

She, who has always been taught to behave properly as the daughter of Tang Gaju, has cramped on the dirt floor.

“Keuhhh! Damn it!”

Tang Soso raised herself with both hands on the ground. Soon after, the disaster at the top of the mountain came into view.



“I-I feel like I’m going to die…….hoekk.”

Jasodan made Mount Hua disciples strong.

But strength is always relative. If you are strong, you will be trained accordingly.

Seeing the Sahyung repeatedly folding and stretching their legs while carrying a lump of rock tied around their waist, Tang Soso gave a shocked expression.

‘Are you crazy?’

Where in the world is there a sect that practices this kind of training?

‘I walked into a place like this on my own?’

Her eyes, shaken by confusion, fear, and shock, soon reached Chung Myung.

Unlike the groaning Sahyung, he lay down nonchalantly.


It’s not a strange sight.

Chung Myung often rested like that.

The only problem was that he was lying on a rock the size of a house that Baek Chun was carrying.

“Ughhh…Ughhh…….Ooh, d*mn it!”

Chung Myung chewed beef jerky on the rock that was going up and down without a break.

“It slows down, Sasuk.”


Baek Chun, who shouted like a beast, violently folded and straightened his legs… (I think they were doing squat jump but I’m not sure. At first I think they are doing push up.)

“That’s right, that’s right. Way to go!”

Chung Myung giggles and laughs.

Tang Soso’s mouth is wide open. What a miserable situation this is.

‘Crazy. Where the hell do you train like this?’

She was about to complain with a stiff face.

“What are you doing?”


Chung Myung turns her head slightly and looks at her.

“Aren’t you going to do it?”

“This kind of training…….”

Tang Soso, who was about to say something, suddenly closed his mouth.

Next to Baek Chun.

Yoo Iseol was training at the same speed as Baek Chun, carrying a rock about the same size as Baek Chun’s.

The beautiful face that even Tang Soso admired was messed up with sweat and dirt. But Yoo Iseol just focused on silently carrying out the training with an expressionless face.

Tang Soso clenched her fist slightly at sight.

Tang Soso, seeing the scene, clenched his fists slightly.


When Chung Myung ignored her, Tang Soso yelled at him again.


“It’s not hey, it’s Sahyung.”

“Yes, Sahyung!”


“Can I carry another rock?”

“Do as you please.”


Tang Soso, who found another rock of a suitable size, put the two on top of each other and began training.

Chung Myung smirked secretly at sight.

‘You’re adjusting well.’

It’s good to have a goal. It would be nice too to have someone to follow.




Chung Myung clicked his tongue at the groans coming from here and there.

“I’ve fed you good food, but why are you whining about it so hard.”

‘That crazy bastard!’

‘You try it too then, you punk!’

‘I want to kill him. I really want to kill him. Even if I can’t kill him, I just want to stab him on the back at least!’

Vicious eyes poured on Chung Myung, but Chung Myung chewed on the beef jerky as if nothing had happened.

“If your body gets better, you should train hard enough. Don’t you think so, Sasuk?

Baek Chun trembled.

‘Yes, of course it would have been like this!’

What did he expect?

Even if they became strong, it would be like an acorn that became twice bigger in Chung Myung’s eyes. What’s the difference in being a bigger acorn?

Besides, he’s good at cracking acorns.

He’ll be most happy to have strong men to crack.

Baek Chun, who has now become an expert on Chung Myung, sighed as he thought of the hardships to come.

And Chung Myung looked at everyone with strange eyes from above such as Baek Chun.

‘They’re following it.’

He thought he was slightly overdoing it, but the efficacy of Jasodan seemed to be better than he thought.

It was clear that soon enough, the body would be perfectly trained.


‘Is it the time for the next step?’

He closed his eyes slightly on the rock that was going up and down and fell into his thoughts.

If the body is complete, there is only one next.

Sword Technique.

Just as new wine must be placed in a new bottle, a new body requires a new sword that matches it.

Since they have been steadily training the basics and improving their understanding, it is time to hand over the true essence of Mount Hua to them.

If it’s the essence of Mount Hua, of course it’s Mount Hua’s swordsmanship!

It’s the Twenty-Four Plum Blossoms Sword Technique!


‘How am I supposed to give you this?’

‘Should I say I picked it up on the street?’


It’s a dilemma.

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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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