Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 269

The news of a match between Mount Hua and Hainan quickly spread throughout Shaolin.

“Hainan did something?”

“Mount Hua? Where is Mount Hua?”

“You know, the old member of Ten Great Sect.”

“Ah! Plum Blossom Swordsman! That Mount Hua was against Hainan? Such a coincidence.”

Those who were familiar with Mount Hua’s relationship with Hainan couldn’t help but notice the fact.

Mount Hua, who was expelled from the Ten Great Sect, and Hainan, who took their place.

Isn’t it a fascinating relationship for anyone to observe? Even if they don’t have negative feelings for each other, they can’t help but clench their fists when they see each other.

Their hips were shaking as they faced each other. (Excited.)

“So what happened?”

“What do you think happened?”

“Well, of course, Hainan would have crushed Mount Hua, right?”

“Why am I making such a fuss about this man? It is reversed! Mount Hua smashed Hainan.”

“What? Where did you hear such a blatant lie? ”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk The fight was witnessed by over a hundred people. Why would they all lie at the same time? The true Mount Hua disciples drove and beat Hainan’s disciples! ”

“Hooo. It’s amazing.”

It’s unexpected.

Doesn’t this imply that Mount Hua, who is now in limbo, defeated Hainan, one of the Ten Great Sects, unilaterally?

“Mount Hua is that strong?”

Hainan can’t be a coward, so he’ll ask this.

“Well, it’s hard to say.”

“Huh? What does this imply? ”

“The disciples of Mount Hua won by a landslide, but neither side used the sword. Of course, this is natural. How dare they draw swords in the grounds of Shaolin, no matter how hotblooded they are? ”

“Wasn’t Sword drawn in a fight between Sword Sect? So, what were they fighting about? ”

“They strike. Mount Hua defeated Hainan in the fistfight.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk So, what else could be said? Is it really such a big deal? ”

“Whether it’s great or not, you’ll have to wait and see. Hainan is Hainan even if they didn’t pull out the sword. If they didn’t attack each other properly and but Mount Hua still completely unilaterally pushed them, wouldn’t it be okay to look forward to the Mount Hua Sect that drew their sword? ”

“That is correct. We’ll be able to see that at the Murim Competition.”

Everyone who heard the news became engrossed in this topic, exchanging ideas.

Some dared to curse the brutality of Mount Hua and Hainan who dared to fight in Shaolin, while others were interested in the fight’s outcome.

Some hoped for the propaganda of Mount Hua, who has yet to regain the power of a prestigious sect, while others frowned at Mount Hua’s action, which shook Kangho’s firmly established power balance.

There were many different points of view, but there were times when they all agreed.

“This competition is certainly unpredictable.”

“Isn’t this the first time that prestigious sects show off their power since the rise of Magyo in the past? A hundred years is a long time. It’s no wonder there’s a completely unexpected result.”

“Yes, of course.”

However, so far, most people have assessed Mount Hua’s movement as just a storm in a teacup. (A small event that has been exaggerated out of proportion.)

So far.

* * *

“It’s not fair.”

Of course, Chung Myung committed a heinous crime.

Although he masked it with sophistry, beating other sects on the first day he arrived at Shaolin was inexcusable.

Of course, even if not all of this was done simply out of rage, the reason for not being able to say it aloud is not a reason, and thus receiving a proper punishment was something that had to be endured.

Chung Myung can still admit it up to that point.

He deserves to pay for his transgressions.

However.

“It’s unfair.”

Wouldn’t it be upsetting if the punishment was worse than the crime and the accomplices were not found guilty?

Chung Myung rose from his seat and pushed open the door.

Beck Chun’s group of guards at the door flew in and struck him.

“…….”

He feels something warm inside as he looks at them, wearing their swords and meticulously guarding him.

“Traitor!”

“…….”

With a sour expression, Baek Chun said.

“It can’t be helped. Since Sect Leader ordered you not to go out even one step, we have no choice but to follow.”

“What did I do? Sasuk started the accident! ”

“Keuhum!”

Baek Chun coughed loudly as he covered his mouth with his fist.

Indeed, Heaven and Earth are aware that it was Baek Chun who initiated the incident.

Of course, Chung Myung poked him excitedly from the side, but it is too pitiful to be blamed for a minor stabbing on the side.

However, the heart should not be weakened!

“It’s pointless to tell me this. It’s Sect Leader’s order…..”

“Did the Sect Leader tell you not to let me out? Why? ”

“It’s obvious that you are going to make an accident.”

“Accident? Do you want me to show you what a true accident looks like? ”

Baek Chun’s group quickly gathered shoulder to shoulder when Chung Myung opened his eyes overturned.

“No way! You can’t leave, man! Please be patient. We come here all day just to watch you! You aren’t the only one who is being punished.”

“Right, let’s just say so.”

“Huh?”

Chung Myung beams.

“So you’re saying Sect Leader ordered you to stop me?”

“…….”

“Will Sasuk?”

“…….”

Baek Chun closed his eyes tightly after looking up at the sky.

‘You should have ordered something within my capability.’

But, in any case, he’s been ordered!

He must be imprisoned here even if his bones break in order to atone for his sins!

“Chung Myung, enter!”

“What if I dislike it?”

Baek Chun scowled.

“Then we’re stuck with seeing blood!”

“Ho? You want to look at my blood? ”

“No. My own blood.”

“…….”

“So get in there.”

Chung Myung puzzledly frowned, and Baek Sang dashed up the stairwell.

“Sahyung!”

“What exactly is going on?”

“The Sect Leader tells us to bring Chung Myung down.”

“Huh?”

Baek Chun looked around, slightly puzzled.

Didn’t he tell him not to let Chung Myung leave the room no matter what, but now he wants him to bring Chung Myung with him?

“Is that correct?”

“I won’t dare tell a lie using Sect Leader’s name.”

“I suppose so.”

With a crumpled face, Baek Chun returned Chung Myung’s gaze.

“Sigh.

Sigh.

Sigh. I don’t want to fall. Phew. What brings you to call me? ”

‘Ooh.’

‘Wow, that snout is really!’

Baek Chun sighed deeply and stepped forward.

“Go down.”

“Yay.”

Chung Myung’s footsteps were light, and Baek Chun shook his head and followed.

Hyun Jong was seated downstairs at the main table.

A familiar figure appeared on the other side of it.

“Oh!”

Chung Myung dashed up to him and grabbed his hand.

“Gaju nim!”

Tang Gunak, the Sichuan Tang Family’s head, smiles.

“Long time no see.”

“What has brought you all the way from Sichuan to here?”

“… Wouldn’t I come to compete in the Murim Competition?”

“Is that correct? I assumed you had returned to see me.”

“That’s not too wrong, either.”

Tang Gunak gives a bitter smile.

“You haven’t changed a thing.”

“How much time has passed?”

Hyun Jong coughed a lot.

“Chung Myung-ah.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t make a fuss and sit there.”

“Yes!”

Chung Myung quickly drew out a chair and sat down.

Then Hyun Jong softly smiled and spoke to Tang Gunak.

“Gaju nim, thank you for coming. This time, I should have come to see you first, but I can’t help but apologize for coming here first.”

“Don’t say anything like that, Sect Leader. It’s natural for the late one to track down the first. Mount Hua and the Tang Family aren’t supposed to be picky, are they? ”

Hyun Jong gave a warm smile.

Tang Gunak couldn’t help but smile whenever Tang Gunak said this; how could he not be grateful that the head of the Sichuan Tang Family lowered himself and claimed to be friends with him when he had only received contempt for decades?

“You must have struggled on your long journey. Even without Gaju nim, the children must have had a difficult time.”

“Those who discuss the difficulties of such a trip dare not use the Tang surname.”

Inwardly, Hyun Jong was impressed by the determined voice.

‘Indeed.’

He may appear soft and polite here, but he must be a strict man within the Tang Family; after all, he is the head of the Sichuan Tang Family.

“But…….”

“Yes?”

Tang Gunak asks, tilting his head.

“What the hell happened to make you so young?”

“Aah.”

Tang Gunak is intrigued because this is the first time he has seen Hyun Jong since consuming Jasodan.

“Something good has happened.”

“Anyway, congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

Tang Gunak offered a modest compliment without delving too deeply.

“But what has brought you here? There would have been a lot of work to do if you had arrived today.”

“There’s no particular reason for this. It’s only that……”

Tang Gunak mumbled his words and looked around.

Chung Myung grinned.

“Aah.”

And he said to the other disciples standing beside him.

“Someone go get Soso.”

“Tang Soso?”

“Yes.”

One of the disciples nodded and dashed up to the second floor.

“Hmph.”

Tang Gunak coughed awkwardly and low.

With a big smile, Hyun Jong said.

“Isn’t it natural for a father to want to see his daughter?”

“I sincerely apologize, Sect Leader. I know I shouldn’t be looking for her because I abandoned her, but…”

“Although Mount Hua is a Taoist sect, I do not recommend breaking ties with your family. It’s also unnatural to end a relationship. If your heart is connected to your family, you must also cherish them. So don’t be concerned, and feel free to look for her.”

“Thank you.”

Tang Gunak bowed his head in appreciation.

“Father!”

Then, from the upper floor, comes a loud voice.

Tang Gunak raised his head, a slightly nostalgic expression on his face.

‘Soso.’

He hasn’t seen his daughter in nearly a year.

He sent his child, the child he had raised in his arms, to Mount Hua, and it secretly boiled his stomach.

He returned his gaze to the stairs, reflecting on the emotions he couldn’t express as the head of the Sichuan Tang Family.

“Father!”

“Soso, yes…… Soso? Is it Soso? ”

Tang Gunak’s eyes trembled.

His little girl.

Isn’t she the daughter who has been raised beautifully and gracefully, despite the wind and rain?

Were there one or two people who praised her for being the most beautiful woman in Sichuan in the future, seeing her as a daffodil?

But…….

Step, step, step!

He flinched when he saw Tang Soso running down the stairs.

Wearing all black.

Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

The skin was tanned as if she had been hanging a rice paddy somewhere, and the eyes, which were always full of depth and beauty, had an indescribable venom.

‘Have you visited the battleground?’

‘How did my daughter end up as a bandit?’

“So… Is it Soso? ”

“Yes! Father! ”

Tang Soso bent her waist at the right angle in front of Tang Gunak when Hyun Jong winked.

“Soso! Father, greetings! ”

“…….”

His daughter, who resembled a pear blossom, appeared as a thistle clinging to the pond.

Tang Gunak stuttered involuntarily as a result of the abrupt change.

“H…How… No, it’s…. Soso… Huh?”

“How have you been?”

“…….”

It was a greeting full of enthusiasm.

Tang Gunak cocked his head and looked at Chung Myung.

Chung Myung then smiled.

“She’s grown up nicely, hasn’t she?”

“…….”

‘Y…Yes.’

‘She has matured so well that she is bursting with energy…..’

Tang Gunak gave Tang Soso a blank stare.

How should we deal with this shift?

He opened his mouth calmly after a long period of hesitation.

“Soso.”

“Yes, Father.”

“Are you happy?”

Tang Soso shuts his mouth.

She nodded and smiled brightly as she looked at her father.

“Yes, I’m happy, Father.”

“Right.”

Tang Gunak’s lips curved into a smile only then.

“That’s enough.”

What if it’s not what he thought it was? What’s the big deal about a physical change?

It makes no difference that Tang Soso is his daughter, and he will not be sick seeing him.

Her beloved daughter appeared much more at ease now than when she was as lovely as a flower in the past.

That is all.

“Right. Did you learn a lot at Mount Hua?”

“Father, yes! I will break the heads of the other sects and raise Mount Hua and the Tang Family’s names! ”

“…Wait. What did you break? ”

“The he…….”

Tub.

Yoo Iseol, who had already approached Tang Soso, closed her mouth and dragged her away.

“…….”

Tang Gunak gives Hyun Jong a sour look, and Hyun Jong winks at Chung Myung as if it’s not his fault; Tang Gunak, too, turns to Chung Myung.

“What are you looking for?”

“……nothing.”

‘It’s only my insides that explode, it’s only my insides!’

To settle his stomach, he drank several cups of cold tea quickly.

Only then did his gaze become cold.

Only then did the atmosphere of the Tang Family’s leader emerge from him.

“Sect Leader.”

“Yes, Tang Gaju nim.”

“I didn’t come here just to see Soso. Things appear to be going strangely.”

“What exactly do you mean?”

Tang Gunak spoke in hushed tones.

“Recently, I was told that Southern Edge Sect and Wudang secretly had a meeting.”

Hyun Jong’s expression hardens.

“If they met before the competition, there would be only one reason.”

“Do you think it’s to keep us in check?”

“That’s the only reason I can think of.”

“Humm.”

Hyun Jong sighed and frowned slightly.

Tang Gunak spoke in a hushed tone.

“Even if they didn’t meet for that reason, nothing would change. Mount Hua may now be regarded as a pain in the neck by the Ten Great Sect.”

“I guess so.”

The evicted returns and threatens the Ten Great Sect, demonstrating the Ten Great Sect’s blind spot.

Of course, the Ten Great Sect will be displeased with Mount Hua’s performance.

“If Sect Leader wants, I’ll make room for you.”

“A seat?”

“Mount Hua does not belong to the Ten Great Sect, so there is nothing strange about making friends with the Great Five Family. There’s nothing strange about it, is there? Then Mount Hua’s movements will be a little easier.”

“Um.”

Hyun Jong is deeply troubled; it’s not a bad or bad idea, but it’s not something to take lightly.

But there was one unconcerned person.

“Ei. What exactly are you doing? It’s all right.”

“Hm?”

Chung Myung sighed and shrugged.

“Just because they’re keeping us in check doesn’t mean they can come up with the martial artist in two. It’ll be decided by skill anyway. Why should we be afraid.”

“Haha. That’s true.”

“And I appreciate what you say, but it’s fine. You don’t have to pretend to be close when you’re not even close. The Tang Family is good enough for a friend. Isn’t it so? ”

Tang Gunak looked at him quietly in an unexpected response.

‘He’s still a strangeo, but……’

‘That’s definitely not a bad thing to hear.’

He asked Chung Myung with a smile.

“Of course, you’re the winner, right?”

“No.”

Chung Myung stated unequivocally.

“Then what?”

“The win is not mine, but Mount Hua’s.”

“…….”

“Everyone will know. The Return of The Mount Hua Sect.”

‘Indeed, yes.’