Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 300

The disciples of the Southern Edge Sect stare at the stage, their eyes trembling.

‘Was he that powerful?’

They assumed they were already aware of Chung Myung’s power. Even Jin Geum Ryong, who had no idea what he was capable of, was helplessly defeated.

However, Chung Myung’s appearance on stage differed from what they expected.

They won’t even attempt to climb the shaved cliff. A cliff is so tall that the clouds make it impossible to see where the summit is.

That was Chung Myung as seen by the disciples of the Southern Edge Sect.

It’s only…

“Saje …….”

“Sahyung.”

There it is.

The person who attempted to climb a cliff that they would never dare to climb again.

The disciples of the Southern Edge Sect couldn’t take their gaze away from Isong Baek.

‘I’ve been completely ignoring him.’

Jong Seohan pursed his lips.

He mocked him for his refusal to accept new things and his obsession with old ones.

Once upon a time, the person who was recognized as Southern Edge Sect’s rising star only sought comfort and fell to the ground.

But he wasn’t.

Isong Baek was walking silently on his path while receiving his contemptuous gaze.

“The winner is Mount Hua’s Chung Myung!”

The declaration was finally made. But the slightly perplexed voice remained unchanged.

The Southern Edge Sect, Mount Hua, and even the audience kept their mouths shut and stared at the two people on stage.

“Eucha.”

With the unconscious Isong Baek on his shoulder, Chung Myung walked toward the Southern Edge Sect’s camp.

Step. Step. Step.

Southern Edge Sect disciples’ eyes became complicated as he approached.

Chung Myung finally came to a halt and opened his mouth.

“What are you doing?”

“…….”

“You’re not picking him up?”

Only then did the disciples of the Southern Edge Sect rush forward to receive Isong Baek.

They contorted their faces immediately after confirming the wound was more serious than expected.

‘Saje…’

Jong Seohan clutched his sleeve.

Normally, he would have exploded at Chung Myung. He would have chastised him for his cruelty.

Jong Seohan, on the other hand, was unable to do so.

Because it is an insult to Isong Baek.

“Bring Saje inside! Hurry!”

“Yes, Sahyung!”

The Sahyung hugged Isong Baek gently and walked backward. Jong Seohan raised his head quietly and looked at Chung Myung.

Jin Geum Ryong is unresponsive. However, this is not a situation in which other Elders should step forward. If that’s the case, Jong Seohan is the only one who should greet him here.

What on earth was he supposed to say?

Chung Myung opened his mouth first, while Jong Seohan hesitated because he couldn’t finish his complicated inner thoughts.

“Raise him well.”

“…….”

“Then.”

That was the conclusion of the sentence. Chung Myung turned around, as if he didn’t have anything else to say.

Jong Seohan bit his lower lip and yelled behind him.

“Why?”

“What?”

Chung Myung did not turn his body, only his head back slightly to look at Jong Seohan.

“…no matter how low my eyes are, I can see you were teaching Saje. Why?”

Chung Myung shrugged in response to his question.

“Well.”

With a light sigh, he said after a brief silence.

“Let’s just call it a whim.”

Then he walked towards Mount Hua, which was whistling.

Southern Edge Sect disciples’ eyes pierced his back, filled with a variety of emotions.

Hatred, rage, hostility, and even yearning

Furthermore…

‘Fear?

Jong Seohan, upon discovering that Sahyung’s eyes were filled with a mixture of awe and fear for Chung Myung, closed his eyes tightly.

Southern Edge Sect may never again overtake Mount Hua as long as he lives.

Mount Hua’s long, cold winter has now arrived in Southern Edge Sect.

Jong Seohan returned his gaze in silence.

The Elders and Sahyung rushed to Isong Baek to stop the bleeding.

But Jin Geum Ryong, not Isong Baek, caught Jong Seohan’s attention.

Jin Geum Ryong was motionless as he lay down.

However, Jong Seohan noticed Jin Geum Ryong’s fist slightly shaking.

‘Sahyung…’

Jong Seohan clenched his fist as well.

“Amitabha, that’s excellent.”

Bop Jeong calmly chanted.

“The image that Southern Edge Sect’s child named Isong Baek showed is most impressive.”

“I hope the children of the sects remember that clearly. It’s been a while since I saw a true warrior.”

When Heo Dojin looked at Jong Nigok, he smiled.

“With such great talent in Southern Edge Sect, I can’t help but say that the future is bright.”

So far, the atmosphere has been very welcoming.

“Future?”

But the air around him cooled when Jong Nigok opened his mouth.

A cold voice.

Hearing it made a terrifying voice come out of his mouth.

“What future does the loser have?”

“…Sect Leader?”

Jong Nigok gave everyone an ice-cold stare.

“Because he is weak, many Sect Leaders can say such nice things about him. If that child had been stronger, none of these words of blessing would have been spoken.”

Bop Jeong clasped its hands.

“Amitabha, please calm down, Sect Leader of Southern Edge Sect. I understand your feelings, but……”

“Did you understand?”

But Jong Nigok smirked after he cut him off.

“I’m not sure if Shaolin Bangjang understands how I feel. In fact, you’re all underestimating Mount Hua Chung Myung’s capabilities.”

“Sect Leader, how can this be a place where only talent is rewarded? The spirit is….”

“Spirit?” (Also, passion.)

Jong Nigok’s mouth was tense with a sneer.

“Kangho’s spirit has been lost for a hundred years. Is anyone here willing to throw themselves away, believing in their spirit and practicing Justice (Righteousness)?”

“…….”

The Sect Leaders all remained silent. A deafening silence descended.

The story they were most hesitant to share came from the Sect Leader of the Southern Edge Sect.

“The important thing is to have a skill. It isn’t about the spirit. A defeated dog should keep its mouth shut and its tail curled.”

Jong Nigok turned his head and looked at Hyun Jong while speaking coldly.

His gaze shifted from hostility to murderous intent.

“Mount Hua, congratulations. The Mount Hua Sect will soon reclaim its former glory. As a neighbor and friend with whom I have shared much history, I sincerely congratulate Mount Hua on its progress.”

“Sect Leader…….”

Jong Nigok looked around and bowed deeply.

“Because of my lack of discipline, I apologize to many Sect Leaders. However, sitting here shamelessly as the leader of a sect with no disciples left on stage would be difficult. I sincerely hope that this event is a success.”

Then, without hesitation, he began to turn around.

“Sect Leader!”

“Oh… my!”

Other sect leaders were perplexed as they looked at him.

Jong Nigok walked down the platform, past Hyun Jong, with a cold voice.

“Don’t think it’s over like this.”

“Of course not.”

“…….”

He glared at Hyun Jong with frightening eyes as he walked down the podium, emotionless.

“Shouldn’t we stop him?”

“Keep it alone. Is there anyone here who doesn’t understand what he’s going through?”

Heo Dojin’s words silenced other Sect Leaders.

It would have been difficult for them to endure if they had been in that situation.

Can they applaud the performance of Mount Hua’s disciples when all of their disciples have been eliminated?

It would be torturous for the Sect Leader of Southern Edge Sect.

Sect Leaders’ gazes were soon drawn to Hyun Jong.

Hyun Jong smiled awkwardly.

‘You’re leaving things like this until the end, Hng.’

These are the Sect Leaders who were already watching Mount Hua. But now that Jong Nigok has left, the attitude toward him must change more dramatically.

“Keuhum.”

“Umm.”

There was a subtle discomfort in everyone’s eyes.

But Hyun Jong just accepted it with a calm expression.

‘It means they’re on the alert.’

This means that even the world’s most prestigious sects cannot help but be wary of Mount Hua. It’s because of what Chung Myung showed them.

The back of Chung Myung returning to his seat came into Hyun Jong’s sight.

‘In any case, he’s a mysterious man.’

Normally, just by looking at him, the stomach overturned and the heart beats so fast as if the remaining lifespan is shortened in an instant. He’s such a troublemaker.

But that is such a guy…… He always shows that side of him once in a while.

Hyun Jong closed his eyes slightly, thinking about the road shown by Chung Myung.

‘Do what you want.’

It will be Hyun Jong’s job to assist him on the path. Hyun Jong has to clean the path of not only Chung Myung but all Mount Hua’s disciples over there, and push them from behind.

“Muryangsubul.”

Hyun Jong, who chanted Buddha’s name briefly, looked at Chung Myung with warm eyes.

Baek Chun looked at Chung Myung, who was sitting in his seat, with strange eyes.

Chung Myung asked bluntly.

“What?”

“No, well….”

Baek Chun briefly blurted the end of his words, stared at Chung Myung, and opened his mouth after pausing for a moment.

“I don’t understand you at all.”

“What?”

When Baek Chun seemed hesitant, Jo Gol took the word instead.

“I thought you didn’t like Southern Edge Sect.”

“Oh, I don’t. If I could, I’d run to Southern Edge Sect right now, pour oil on the hall and set it to fire. While I’m at it, I want to visit all the historical officers who record the history of Murim and at least stab them to erase all the names of Southern Edge Sect from the history books.”

“…are you really human?”

“What? Why?”

“……No, nothing.”

Jo Gol flinched with bewilderment as he spoke.

“Then why are you doing that to that Isong Baek?”

“Hoo?”

Chung Myung grinned and looked around. It might be due to the fruit of their training with Chung Myung, but they seem to understand that he was giving Isong Baek teaching.

Talking about that.

They’ve been beaten all the way to Yunnan similarly, so it’s hard not to know.

“If you want to ruin Southern Edge Sect, you shouldn’t teach Isong Baek.”

“Well… that’s true, too.”

Baek Chun said with a slightly serious look.

“If you had taught my Hyung, I wouldn’t have said this. But that Isong Baek…….”

Then he shut up again.

It is too feeble to be a possibility.

But it keeps getting on his nerves. To think that Southern Edge Sect, which had collapsed one day, could be rebuilt again because of that Isong Baek.

Of course, it’s funny that Southern Edge Sect collapsed at this point.

“Um.”

Chung Myung, who had been listening quietly, scratched his cheek slightly.

“It wasn’t like me.”

“Yeah, it’s not like you.”

“I thought you’d cripple all the limbs of Southern Edge Sect’s children.”

“I thought you killed him when you first broke his head.”

“…….”

Chung Myung’s eyes widened. But what is the reaction of those around him …? It seems sincere.

“Do ever I go that far?”

“That’s enough to make you a lot nicer.”

“I expected that much because there are spectators. What would have happened without anyone watching……. Phew, that’s terrible.”

“…….”

Chung Myung looked up at the sky with slightly sad eyes.

‘It’s no use raising the children well.’

‘They’re like this, Cheon Mun Sahyung!’

– You’re well aware of that.

“Hey! Rotten!”

Chung Myung jumped up from his seat and screamed. And he sat down again with a look of disapproval.

However, despite the response, Jo Gol asked again.

“So why did you do that?”

“To let him break Sahyungs and Sasuks’ heads.”

“Don’t joke around.”

“I wasn’t.”

“……Huh?”

Baek Chun glanced at Chung Myung’s face.

‘What?’

This face is the face when he is telling the truth while pretending to be a joke.

“…What do you mean?”

“Southern Edge Sect will be ruined.”

Chung Myung said in a nonchalant way.

“The feeling of defeat doesn’t go away so easily, and people’s perception of the world is cold. There’s nothing scary in the world than when you climb with no bottom for when you fall. Southern Edge Sect will be utterly ruined.”

“Um.”

Baek Chun nods slightly.

It’s hard to imagine that the strong Southern Edge Sect will fail, but so far, it’s been as Chung Myung said.

‘First of all, they were not the past Southern Edge Sect disciples.’

Those who once acted confident and relaxed were impatient like someone who was chased by something. It will never be easy to regain the lost confidence.

“And Mount Hua will be as strong as ever. It’ll be as strong as we train. Wouldn’t it be much stronger in the future?”

“…I think I just heard something strange.”

“Isn’t there will be a hell the same as here?”

Did he say that they’re going to train like that…?

These were the Mount Hua disciples who realized that there was no happiness anywhere else as long as Chung Myung was involved.

Chung Myung, who smiled briefly, soon hardened his face again.

“But how long will it last?”

“……yes?”

“I told you. If you are strong, you will decline, and if you are weak, you will become stronger again someday. The strength of Mount Hua is not eternal either.”

“We just have to work hard, right?”

“What if we’re all dead? Who’s leading Mount Hua then?”

“…….”

Chung Myung shakes his head.

“If a sword is pointed behind your back, you have no choice but to work hard. However, those who have been prosperous all along without anyone aiming for themselves are bound to become lazy. The reason why the current Shaolin was created is because of Wudang.”

“Umm.”

Baek Chun understood Chung Myung’s words.

“You mean Southern Edge Sect should be the sword that aims at Hua’s back?”

“They should.”

“…What if Mount Hua is ruined by Southern Edge Sect?”

“There’s nothing we can do about it.”

Baek Chun’s eyes trembled.

‘It can’t be helped?’

Then Chung Myung said with an uncharacteristically cold face.

“Mount Hua, who stayed idle and became lazy, would rather be burned to the ground. A warrior with no one to be conscious of ends up trapped in his own world. It means that it’s not necessarily good for Mount Hua that Southern Edge Sect is completely destroyed.”

“Umm.”

“And….”

“Yes?”

Chung Myung grinned.

“It’s a hundred times harder to hold on to a modest hope and fall slowly than it is to perish.”

“…….”

“They should go through what Mount Hua has gone through! How dare they pretend like they’re having a hard time! They’re going to roll on the ground for another hundred years! They can’t screw it up until then! I won’t let that!”

Baek Chun smiled as he saw Chung Myung smiling with wide open eyes.

‘That’s right.’

Baek Chun was finally relieved because it was like the Chung Myung he knew.