Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 340

What happened in Shaolin gave the disciples of Mount Hua a lot of experience and confidence.

Above all, the world’s most prestigious sect could no longer intimidate Mount Hua’s disciples.

“Anyway, what matters is the outcome.”

Chung Myung, who was lying on the eaves, smiled.

The disciples’ screams sounded like beautiful songs.

“Aaaakkkk! Sasuuuuuk!”

“Kill! You yangban, I’ll kill you!”

“No! “How can he be more Chung Myung than the man?”

Chung Myung smiled at Baek Chun, who was training the disciples around him.

‘That’s right. Good job, Dongryong.’

There is a limit to being led by Chung Myung alone.

The image of Mount Hua that he had hoped for from the start is nearly complete. Even if he does not come forward and push them, they will brainstorm and develop Mount Hua.

Of course, some suffer as a result of this.

‘It’s a hundred times better than suffering because of weakness.’

There would be no need for this if the world were a beautiful place for the weak, but unfortunately, the world Chung Myung knows is a world where only the strong survive.

Consider this.

Would Shaolin’s Bop Jeong let them out after feeding them a fist potato and making a mess if Mount Hua didn’t have this much power?

It’s simply not possible.

The most valuable thing that Power creates is freedom. Only those with Power can direct their own lives.

“It took a long time.”

The scent of the old Mount Hua started to come out little by little from the revived Mount Hua. At that time, all of Mount Hua’s disciples struggled, competed, and tried to become stronger with each other.

Everyone does their best…

– Oh, it’s not going to work, Sahyung!

– Don’t bother me with your nonsense! You’re going to tell Cheon Mun Sahyung!

– I’m not doing it! I won’t do it! Argh! Why are you hitting me? Aaakk!

– Hey youuu! I told you not to bother the Saje! Listen to me and don’t just eat! Say something!

‘Oh…….’

‘I don’t think it was as good as I thought……?’

Chung Myung quickly erased the memories that came to mind. It’s better to be beautiful in the past. A beautiful past.

“Hmm.”

Chung Myung grinned as he looked at the disciples of Mount Hua, who were training with Sahyung below.

‘Yes, everyone’s working hard now…..’

It was time to think about the next step.

There are two challenges for Mount Hua now.

‘Lack of influence.’

The reason why those damn Ten Great Sect bastards can carry strength on their shoulders is not only because the power of the sect is great but also because their disciples are spread all over the world.

In other words, it means that even if Mount Hua becomes the world’s best sect, there is nothing different from now if they are stuck in the mountains.

‘What’s the difference if you’re stuck in the mountains and just training?’

Once in a while when they go down the mountain to buy groceries, they’ll have some strength on their shoulders, but that’s all.

To utilize their increased skills, they must increase their external activities and increase their influence on the world.

And the other one is…….

“Ha. This is driving me crazy.”

Chung Myung scratched his head. His long hair is all messed up.

In fact, it was a problem that he had forgotten as he was trying to improve everyone’s skills until now. Thanks to seeing Zaha Divine Sword, he remembered something they were seriously missing.

“What should I do?”

Violet Mist Divine Art. (자하신공(紫霞神功).)

The most difficult and powerful mental method even in Mount Hua.

If Muscle Tendon is Changing (易筋經) and Bone Marrow Cleansing (洗髓经) in Shaolin, and Yanguimugeukssingong (양의무극신공(兩儀無極神功)), then it is said that there is Violet Mist Divine Art in Mount Hua.

“Ughh.”

If only this could be passed down, Mount Hua could become stronger.

But there was only one problem…….

“How can I tell them something I don’t know?”

Chung Myung looked up at the sky with irritation.

“No, d*mn it! Shaolin unravels their secret art (역근세수경(易筋洗髓經) / the above shaolin art but both of it in one word.) to their disciples, and Wudang also secretly do the same to their martial arts! Why is there must be Sect Leader only restriction?”

Unfortunately, Mount Hua’s Violet Mist Divine Art is a martial art set to be passed on only to Sect Leader. Therefore, even Chung Myung could not master Violet Mist Divine Art.

Instead, he has only learned about Violet Mist Qi (자하강기(紫霞剛氣)), which is just a deteriorated version based on Violet Mist Divine Art.

‘There’s no point in self-deprecation.’

It’s just an imitation.

And most importantly, if he doesn’t deliver martial art properly, the best inner cultivation method of Mount Hua will not be put into practice.

Mount Hua’s best inner cultivation method, Violet Mist Divine Art, and Mount Hua’s best swordsmanship, Plum Blossoms Sword Technique.

If only they could have those two, Mount Hua would be second to none in the world in terms of martial art.

The current Mount Hua has one of its wings bent.

“Ughh. It’s Plum Blossom Swordsmanship (매화검결(梅花劍結)), so I just have to convey it somehow…”

Chung Myung scratched his head.

“You should’ve taught me before die!”

– Then why didn’t you be the Sect Leader instead?

“Whatever!”

Chun Mun was a person who was not very bound by tradition, but he could not change the rules that had been handed down to Mount Hua for generations at will.

‘Cause I didn’t have to.’

Chung Myung beat all the sword warriors in the neighborhood without Violet Mist Divine Art, so there was no reason to break the tradition and pass on Violet Mist Divine Art to him.

The situation changed a little after the bloody Magyo invaded, but there was no time to relax and learn new martial arts.

Anyway, for this reason, there were only two people in Mount Hua who had Violet Mist Divine Art.

One is Cheon Mun.

And the other one is Chung Jin.

‘He’s the one who managed all the martial arts.’

Maybe he should’ve beaten him and taken all the martial art back then.

“Hmm.”

Chung Myung sighed deeply.

In any case, how does he solve these two things…….

“Hey!”

“Huh?”

Chung Myung stuck his head out at the sudden sound that stuck in his ear.

Back Chun was screaming at him from below.

“What are you doing? You’re not answering no matter how many times I call you.”

“Ah. I was thinking about something.”

“Come on down. Sect Leader is looking for you.”

“Okay.”

Chung Myung jumped off the eaves without hesitation.

“Where am I supposed to go?”

When Chung Myung asked, Hyun Jong, smiled and said.

“Stop by the Eunha Merchant Guild.”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Chung Myung hummed and nodded.

It’s annoying, but it’s fine. The Eunha Merchant Guild is an alliance that actively cooperates with Mount Hua. Therefore, it is necessary to properly convey what happened in Shaolin to them.

However, it is not good for first-class disciples, or an Elder going see them directly. So it was best for Baek Chun or Chung Myung to go.

Baek Chun is teaching the disciples now, so it was the perfect task for Chung Myung, who is only playing now.

‘While at it, I could get some drinks.’

Chung Myung grinned and nodded.

“Should I go now?”

“Yes, while you’re at it, check out Yunnan’s business.”

“The tea trade?”

“Yes, it’s actually a matter for Finance Hall to do, but they don’t have time because they’re so busy right now. It would be helpful since you have gone to Yunnan yourself.”

“Yes, I will.”

Hyun Jong nods his head.

“Oh, and on the way home, stop by Huayin Branch’s Beggar Union to find out something.”

“Yes.”

Again, Chung Myung nodded without hesitation.

“You had to pay some attention to that.”

“That’s right.”

In the first place, Chung Myung invited beggars in Huayin to prepare for such a situation.

Mount Hua is now famous. The name “Mount Hua” must have been imprinted on the minds of the giant moving the Kangho.

So Mount Hua now should also keep an eye on external movements.

“If we can connect well with the Huayin Branch, Mount Hua will be able to spread its wings. Your role is more important than anything else.”

“Ah. Don’t worry. I’m holding the beggar tight.”

Hong Dae-gwang as well as the members of the Huayin Branch are all in the hands of Chung Myung.

“Yes, I have a lot to talk about with you about Mount Hua in the future, but let’s deal with what comes first.”

“That’s a good idea. Then can I go now?”

“Yes, give my regard to Master Hwang.”

“Yes!”

“There’s no need to rush back. Talk comfortably and come back slowly.”

“Understood.”

As Chung Myung stepped outside with a refreshing smile, Hyun Jong smiled.

‘That child should also rest a little.’

Now that he’s back in Mount Hua, he’s probably more comfortable than before, but for Chung Myung, Mount Hua is not a shelter to relax.

With his personality, won’t he will keep an eye on the disciples’ training?

Of course, all the orders are to be done, but it is not so urgent that he must move immediately. Nevertheless, Chung Myung was sent out because he wanted the child to forget his worries and take rest under precious treatment even for a few days.

“I’m a little sorry for Eunha Merchant Guild and Huayin Branch…….”

‘That can’t be helped.’

‘Hoho.’

“Eucha!”

Chung Myung, who went outside, headed for the gate without delay.

“Where are you going?”

Baek Chun, who was training in the Training Field, turned his head toward Chung Myung and asked.

“To Eunha Merchant Guild.”

“To their headquarter?”

“Yes.”

“Well, then it’ll take a day or two.”

Chung Myung shrugs his shoulders.

“They want me to take my time, not come back quickly.”

“Really?”

Baek Chun nods his head.

“Don’t bother them too much and go.”

“I’m not a child.”

“… It’s a problem because you’re not a child.”

‘It’s only natural for a child to cause trouble! You’re not a kid, so it became a problem, you punk!’

‘… … Thinking that makes me a little anxious.’

Baek Chun narrowed his eyes.

“Should I follow you?”

“What’s wrong, Sasuk?”

“You probably going to need one more…”

“That’s enough. You’re trying to fool me. Make sure you train the kids.”

“Ugh.”

Chung Myung pointed his fingers at the disciples.

“Those who stayed and only played are important, but the children who have been to Shaolin are more important. What they see and feel will eventually disappear if they don’t immediately memorize it. The same goes for Sasuk.”

“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”

When Baek Chun nodded his head seriously, Chung Myung grinned and turned away.

“Anyway, I’ll be back, so don’t make trouble and stay calm.”

“…… you’re not the one who deserves saying that!”

“Kikiki.”

Chung Myung jumped down the cliff as soon as he stepped outside the gate. Baek Chun shook his head.

‘Go on the road. Use the road!’

‘Open the door with your hands, too!’

Yoon Jong and a few other disciples approached and asked at that time.

“Where is he going?”

“It looks like Sect Leader sent him to Eunha Merchant Guild.”

“…Will it be okay?”

“Isn’t that a frequent occurrence?”

“No, I think he’s a little bit worse off than he was back then.”

“…….”

It was Baek Chun who became more anxious when he heard that.

“……is everything all right?”

At this time, Mount Hua’s disciples had no idea.

The fact that it was them, not Chung Myung, who had a real problem.

* * *

“……Mount Hua.”

“Yes, it’s Mount Hua.”

The entrance to the mountain path to Mount Hua.

The gray-haired Elder gathered and looked up at the peak with a strange gaze.

“…How many years has it been?”

“It’s been a little over thirty years.”

“Yes, thirty years……. It’s been a long time.”

There was a faint feeling in the eyes of the old man who was in the lead.

His neatly combed hair and silk clothes covering his body showed that this man’s identity was unusual.

“I never thought I’d be on Mount Hua again in my life.”

“The same goes for us. If Sahyung hadn’t called us back, we wouldn’t have been able to dare.”

“That’s right.”

The old man nods loudly as if he has made up his mind.

“Let’s go. We going to meet Hyun Jong. We’ll have to meet and talk.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been on Mount Hua, and I’m excited and scared.”

“What’s the point of being scared?”

A light smile hung on the old man’s lips.

“Even after several decades, a house is still a house. There may be some quarrels, but there is no need to be afraid.”

“Yes, Sahyung!”

“Right.”

The old man looks back. Those who made eye contact with him nodded heavily.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

That’s how a group of people started climbing Mount Hua.

The thick clouds on the top of the mountain began to flow in unexpected directions. Just like the situation in Mount Hua.