Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 329

“Gave up?”

“…is he giving up?” Now?”

Before they knew it, all of the Sect Leaders of the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family stood up. They were staring at the stage with blank expressions.

‘What the hell is this…?’

‘Oh my gosh, this is a degree that there’s no such a thing happened before.’

They can’t believe he quit.

This has never happened before.

Looking back, they had never heard of anyone quitting after reaching the finals of such a prestigious competition.

‘Isn’t it basic to try to make the finals even if your arm is severed and your leg is broken?’

But he’s giving up?

And when he won all of that?

Even the Sect Leaders of each sect, who had been through a great deal, couldn’t understand what was happening in front of their eyes.

“Wha- What happened now?”

When someone asked, everyone’s gaze was drawn to Heo Dojin. Because Bop Jeong is not present, Heo Dojin, the Wudang Sect Leader, is acting as their representative.

Heo Dojin looked at the Sect Leaders and Chung Myung slightly puzzled before breaking into a blank smile.

“What happened has happened. Hye Yeon won the competition.”

“…no, whoever sees it…”

“Then what would you do? He gave up even before he was declared the winner,

‘It’s not, the truth is that you won.’

Would you convince him of that?”

“Huh…….”

Everyone exchanged their eyes slightly.

“But would anyone who watch the match accept that?”

“That can’t be.”

“Then…….”

However, no further rebuttals or questions were raised.

It’s not like they’re not intelligent enough to have this conversation.

It was just so absurd that they couldn’t stand it without soliciting feedback from those around them.

In the end, this is the only clearly visible result.

‘…What a shame.’

‘Shaolin’s authority will fall to the ground.’

It’s also a disgrace that they came in second place in the competition they hosted. Of course, they could have saved face if it had been any other sect, but it is a problem because the host is Shaolin. A runner-up can undermine their authority.

But who kicks off the authority of the competition that Shaolin provides and turns away the one who was almost certain to win?

This was no different from pouring rotten manure on Shaolin’s face.

Heo Dojin couldn’t hide his absurd face and looked at Chung Myung.

‘Has there ever been anyone who has given Shaolin such great disgrace?’

He can’t think of anything even if he tries to recall it.

It was so embarrassing that it was not Wudang, not even Magyo, but a young disciple of Mount Hua, who had ruined Shaolin’s face.

“Hahahahahaha!”

At that moment, a huge laugh was heard from the other side.

Looking back, Heo Dojin frowned.

‘Tang Gunak?’

Tang Gunak, the head of the Sichuan Tang Family, was holding his stomach and laughing.

Heo Dojin’s face was slightly distorted.

Tang Gunak is known for his heavy and serious personality. Such a man was laughing like a child. With the momentum to shed tears.

“Ah… ah… I’m sorry. Hahaha.”

Then he glanced and slowly got up from his seat.

“Shaolin is Shaolin, but I keep laughing looking at the Sect Leaders who don’t know what to do.”

“……Eum.”

“Keuhum!”

The Sect Leaders coughed in unison and turned away their eyes.

There is a bone in Tang Gunak’s words.

It is Shaolin who was humiliated. But what meaning did Shaolin’s disgrace have?

As long as the Ten Great Sect has accepted Shaolin as their head and has lived up to its reputation, it is no exaggeration to say that Ten Great Sect and, furthermore, the Great Five Family are a disgrace as a whole.

As proof of that, didn’t they watch the Murim Competition on this podium?

In the end, the authority of the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family, who have been in the world’s order for a long time, was denied here.

To that young disciple of Mount Hua.

Those who understood the reality of Tang Gunak’s words stared at Mount Hua with a mixture of anger and shame. Then Tang Gunak turned around. There was nothing more to see from the reactions of other Sect Leaders.

‘It will begin.’

To them, Chung Myung’s words must have sounded just like a slap from a young genius. But Tang Gunak knows. That the child is not one to move without a plan.

Hasn’t he already been genuinely surprised by Chung Myung’s insight? Behind the urgent spirit to see the sword first, a deep insight that he could not bear to follow was hidden.

“Tsk.”

Mount Hua will now not simply stay in Shaanxi. If Mount Hua decides to walk a different path from Ten Great Sect, the world will inevitably fluctuate. Will they be able to withstand the chaotic turmoil?

That fact was already interesting for Tang Gunak.

‘Of course, the Tang Family must also prepare now.’

He glanced at Chung Myung standing in front of his Sahyung.

‘In the new order that that was created by Mount Hua Divine Dragon.’

His eyes sank low.

“…….”

Baek Chun looked blankly at Chung Myung.

“You…….”

“What?”

“Ha…….”

However, after opening his mouth a few times as if to say something, he eventually closed his mouth and shook his head.

“No…….”

“Get out of my way. This is not the time for Sasuk to step up.”

“Yes?”

Chung Myung pushed Baek Chun away lightly. Then he walked to the front of Hyun Jong, the only Elder among Mount Hua’s disciples.

Step. Step.

Standing in front of Hyun Jong with a firm step, he scratched the back of his head once. Then he bowed his head deeply and vigorously.

“I’m sorry for being selfish!”

“…….”

He raised his head slightly again, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

“I’ll accept punishment. Instead, please don’t lock me up in Myeonbyeok-dong (면벽동/ A cave). I’m sick of Byeokgokdan (벽곡단).” (The pill they ate when goes to closed training.)

Hyun Jong looked at Chung Myung with a quiet gaze and opened his mouth.

“Chung Myung.”

“Yes, Sect Leader.”

“Did you do as your heart desires?”

Chung Myung straightened his back without answering straight away. Then he peeked up at the sky.

‘My heart…’

“Yes, Sect Leader.”

A soft voice leaked out of Chung Myung’s mouth. Hyun Jong nodded with a gracious smile.

“Yes, that’s enough.”

Then he slowly stood up and patted Chung Myung on the shoulder.

Chung Myung’s half playful eyes became serious with the friendly touch. Hyun Jong said,

“I don’t think you’re the kind of guy who’ll do things without thinking.”

“…….”

“So there is no need to explain. Didn’t you tell me? Your will is the will of Mount Hua.”

“Sect Leader…….”

“It was great.”

Hyun Jong turned his gaze.

Still, the Sect Leaders and spectators of each sect stared blankly at their side with wide-open mouths as if they could not escape from the shock.

Shaolin was even more serious. The other disciples did not know what to do and wandered around, and Hye Yeon was sitting on the stage, completely lost in his mind.

Hyun Jong turned to Chung Myung and said,

“Chung Myung. You have clearly shown them Mount Hua’s sword. That’s enough.”

Chung Myung scratched his head with a smile.

“Yes, hehe.”

Seeing that smile, Hyun Jong feels at ease.

‘He’s a great kid in many ways.’

In any case, everyone here is focusing only on Chung Myung. Even if he won the competition and was cheered by everyone, it would have been harder to get more attention than this.

At that time, Baek Chun, listening to him, couldn’t hold it in and screamed.

“No, but isn’t there a limit? Sect Leader!”

It was a really amazing, angry face.

Yoon Jong, who usually didn’t even cry to Hyun Jong, also rarely raised his voice and added his words.

“It’s not something to praise right now! This is something Sect Leader should scold!”

“That’s right! No, of course, I knew he would make an accident. Right, I expected that! But there should be a limit to how big an accident he make, should it?”

Jo Gol was also pointing at Baek Chun’s back.

Yoo Iseol looked silently at Chung Myung and shook her head.

However, even before Hyun Jong could say anything, Hyun Young, who was behind him, firmly rebuked them.

“It’s noisy, you punk!”

“Elders!”

“If Sect Leader says so, then so be it. How can you tell Sect Leader what to and not to do? Ungum! Where is Ungum?”

“Gasp!”

“I- I’m sorry!”

“We didn’t think much!”

When the name of Ungum, the head of White Plum dormitory came out, the disciple who had been complaining continuously, crouched in horror.

Then Chung Myung giggled as he hid behind Hyun Young.

‘I want to kill him.’

‘If I can just hit him once, I won’t have any other wish! Really!’

That damn thing.

That ignorant bastard.

And…….

Baek Chun, who was staring at Chung Myung, laughed in despair.

‘Right. But that’s how he is.’

Winning the competition in first place would have meant nothing to Chung Myung. He was satisfied with just showing the changed Mount Hua to the world and breaking the head of that Ten Great Sect.

“…..he did over-broke their head a little bit, but.”

He glanced at Hye Yeon, who was lost in his own thought.

A genius.

The talent that Shaolin has nurtured with all their heart and soul.

The man who looked so great is now so shabby.

But it’s only natural.

Could there be a greater humiliation for martial artists than that?

Baek Chun shook his head and looked at Chung Myung.

“That demon guy.”

“What?”

“……No.”

What’s the point of saying it?

Then Hyun Jong slowly walked forward.

“Let’s go back.”

“Like this?”

Hyun Sang was perplexed and asked. Then Hyun Jong shrugs his shoulders.

“If it’s the original, there should have been an award, but there must have been a lot of work here and there…”

He pointed his chin around them, blurring the end of his speech.

“They’re not in a position to do anything.”

“… indeed they are.”

“Then we should go. What else is there to do? Let’s go back.”

“Yes, Sect Leader.”

Hyun Jong reached out his hand. And grab Chung Myung’s back slightly.

“Huh?”

“Come here, Chung Myung.”

“…Yes?”

He smiled and said.

“Walk in front.”

“Ei.”

Chung Myung shook his head quickly.

“Sect Leader have to be at the forefront of the sect. I’ll follow from the back.”

“Then let’s stand together.”

“…yes?”

Hyun Jong tapped him on the shoulder a couple of times.

“You deserve it. No, you should.”

Chung Myung was a bit perplexed. He had never imagined standing next to Sect Leader. He flinched and tried to step back, but something touched his back when he stepped back slightly.

“Huh?”

When he looked back, Baek Chun’s group reached out to prevent him from backing down. (Baek Chun’s group is Mount Hua Five Sword)

“Go on.”

“Stand in front.”

“You can’t back off.”

“…….”

‘No, these bastards?’

He tried to overpower them with his eyes, but they pushed him with even more determined eyes. It was clear that they would not easily back down.

In the end, Chung Myung went forward with a deep sigh and stood next to Hyun Jong. Then the Elders stood behind the two and the rest of Mount Hua’s disciples also lined up.

“Let’s go.”

Hyun Jong took a step.

Then along with him, Mount Hua’s disciples began to walk in unison.

The crowd is crammed to the left and right of the way out of the stage.

When entering, Mount Hua was cheered by them.

However, now they all looked lost as if they had seen something bizarre.

All of Mount Hua’s disciples raised the corners of their mouths unknowingly.

They don’t feel so bad looking at the reaction. No, it was rather exciting.

It was when they continued to take such powerful steps.

“Stop!”

The heads of the Mount Hua disciples turned in unison.

“Cough!”

“Bangjang!”

“Don’t overdo it!”

“Let me go!”

Bop Jeong, the leader of Shaolin, who sat down as if the sky had collapsed, was looking at him angrily. It’s not the usual peaceful look.

The pale complexion, the red-soaked beard and the forearm told how furious he was.

“Do you really want to end it like this?”

“…….”

Hyun Jong replied with a shrug.

“Then what else can we do, Bangjang?”

“How… How!”

Bop Jeong’s lips quivered and roared.

“Do you know what you’re doing right now? This is disregarding the world as well as Shaolin!”

“…….”

“Mount Hua’s arrogance has pierced Heaven! How dare you think such an act would be forgiven?”

Hyun Jong turned his eyes slightly and looked at Chung Myung. Then Chung Myung shrugged as if he had waited.

“Why do we have to be forgiven?”

“…what?”

His eyes as he looked at Bop Jeong were unnerving.

“You seem to be mistaken, but that’s not something to be forgiven. It’s not us who are arrogant, it’s Shaolin. This comes from your thought that even one of these things requires permission from Shaolin.”

“This…….”

Chung Myung smiled and gently waved his hand to the speechless old monk.

“Take care of yourself. Seeing you vomit blood all of a sudden, you seem to be in poor health, but I think you should take care of your health first before criticizing others. I’ll gift you some extra wild ginseng if you go to Mount Hua.”

“Thi- This can’t be done! Keuhuk!”

Bop Jeong crouched down again, vomiting blood.

“Bangjang!”

“What are you doing? Get Bangjang to the pharmacy!”

How severe the anger is that makes him suffer internal injuries?

Chung Myung shook his head.

“I’m not sure about as a martial artist, but as a monk, he really don’t have the qualification..”

At that word, Baek Chun spoke very quietly.

“…did you ever think that your snout was too much?”

“Not at all?”

“…I see.”

Baek Chun was convinced and nodded. Hyun Jong smiled bitterly.

‘With this, we will have no choice but to be truly at odds with Shaolin.’

It would be a lie to say he has no worries.

But…….

Hyun Jong rather straightened his chest.

He does not want to tell those who want to walk the right path to see reality.

‘I’m the Sect Leader of Mount Hua.’

What adults should do is help children to walk on the right path. If the sword of reality stabs Mount Hua, he and the Elders are the ones who should be hit first.

Until these children grow upright and become giant Mount Hua trees one day.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Sect Leader!”

Everyone’s shoulders and back were straightened. Every step they take is full of strength and pride.

Everyone knows.

At times like this, they have to look confident.

The spectators couldn’t take their eyes off the sight of them leaving the stage without any regrets.

And at some point.

Clap. Clap, Clap, Clap. Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap!

When someone started clapping, they raised their hands one by one and started clapping.

And the applause quickly became loud enough to cover the entire Shaolin.

It was different from the cheers up until now.