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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 360

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Chung Myung smiled as he looked at the children who were practicing.

And Mount Hua’s disciples were filled with dread at the sight.

“What’s wrong with him?”

“What do you mean?”

“When the disciples came in, I thought he would roll them from the bottom right away, but he’s surprisingly quiet, isn’t he?”

“…Now that I hear of it.”

Baek Chun frowned as if he didn’t understand.

“There is no way that demon would go easy just because the opponent is a child.”

But, contrary to their fears, Chung Myung was now in a very good mood.

‘Cute boy.’

He was proud to see the children who were not still wet behind the ear line up and clench their fists.


‘So why didn’t I do the same to Sahyung before?’

‘I don’t have to teach them.’

Nephews are more attractive than their own children. He doesn’t have to raise his nephew. All he has to do is look at the beauty.

How adorable are the little disciples he doesn’t have to sweat over and teach?

In addition,

“Come on, let’s stretch out our hands a little bit more.”

“There you go! There you go! You’re good at it.”

“Don’t cry! If you cry, you can’t be a strong man!”

He applauded as he watched Huayin Munju and Huayin Sect’s disciples lead the children.

Unsurprisingly, the Huayin Sect’s disciples treated children with devotion.

Think about it.

How long has Huayin Munju been running a subsidiary sect in Namyung?

To earn even a single penny more by capturing one more child. The memory of desperately trying not to miss the child who had come in shone brightly here.

On the other hand…

“These worthless people.”

Mount Hua’s disciples turned their heads slightly when Chung Myung stared with his ax eyes open.

“What the hell are you doing to make the child cause a fuss and go home crying all the time before even one day has passed?”

“…I was gentle.”

“I did it really softly.”

“Shut up!”

Seeing Chung Myung screaming and nagging, the disciples of Mount Hua pouted their mouths.

‘Who taught us all that?’

‘I did it really softly! Really!’

Unfortunately, by Mount Hua’s disciple’s standards, “slightly” was too harsh for even children to withstand.

“That’s enough. What should I do with you?”

Chung Myung, who looked at Mount Hua’s disciples with his eyes as if looking at an insect, turned his eyes at the children again with a gentle face like melting snow.

‘It’s all about money.’

Chung Myung’s smile brightened even more.

Unlike main sect disciples, who must earn money after joining the sect, subsidiary sect disciples only need to draw money from the subsidiary sect. Those disciples of the subsidiary sect are the most valuable beings in the world who bring money by learning martial arts!

Then the world’s most beautiful system will be completed, in which their money will fill the belly of the subsidiary sect, and the subsidiary sect will repay the main sect.

So how could it not be beautiful?

Looking at the kids punching each other like chicks makes him feel full even without eating, and he isn’t tired even without sleeping.


Eventually, Chung Myung laughed out loud and muttered.

“This is just the beginning.”

For now, the subsidiary sect in Xian will be firmly established around Huayin Sect. And with Xian as the center, they would gradually increase the number of subsidiary sect members throughout Shaanxi.”

“From Xian to Shaanxi! From Shaanxi to the world!”

When all that has been done, Mount Hua can be proudly confident that it has finally regained its former influence.

“I’m making a ton of money! Kikikik!”

Chung Myung laughed out loud.


Things don’t always work out the way someone wants them to.

‘……why does something seem empty?’

Chung Myung looked at the children training with suspicious eyes.

‘One, two, three, four…….’


It’s only been three days since the children started training, but it already felt like more than 20 percent has decreased.

No, it’s not a feeling… … .

“Why- Why are there fewer kids?”

Huayin Munju, who was watching the training, smiled awkwardly at Chung Myung’s question.

“The original motivation doesn’t last ten days. The remaining children often go out after 10 days.”

“… It’s been three days now.”

“It’s unfortunate, but we have to accept it, Dojang. I’d be glad if half of them were left.”

Chung Myung turned his head and looked at Huayin Munju blankly.


‘Just a half?’

‘So we’ll lose half the money we could earn?’

‘My heart hurts.’

“N- No. Then my money…….”

Mount Hua’s money never became his money from the start, but the fact wasn’t in Chung Myung’s head right now.

It was then.


Two of the children training hard rushed to where Huayin Munju and Chung Myung were.

“E- Excuse me, Munju-nim.”


As he looked at them with eyes wondering what was going on, the children with their eyes opened slightly said.

“When can I learn the flower-blooming sword?”

The cute voice made Huayin Munju smile pleased.

“Hoho. You must want to draw plum blossoms. But it’s still too early for you guys. At least for the next ten years or more, you’ll have to swing your sword to draw plum blossoms.”

“Oh! Ten years?”

“Of course. You just have to work hard for 10 years!”

“Yes! I’m quitting.”


“Oh, it was hard. Let’s go home.”




The children greeted them brightly and left Huayin Sect without looking back.


Huayin Munju and Chung Myung looked at the back of such a scene with a blank faces, unable to contain the absurdness.

Another day passed.

“…why did the kids drop in half again?”


“This isn’t some kind of battlefield, but people disappear after a sleep.”

Even on a battlefield, where morale has gone down to hell and desertions are frequent at night, the population will not decline so rapidly.

“Munju-nim, what the hell is going on here?”

“…even if ask me…”

Jo-Gol smiled bitterly as he watched the two people staring at the training field with blank faces.

“It seems that they don’t know why they need to train hard.”


“If you think about it, it is natural that the children who came here to enter the sect were not interested in martial art in the first place.”


“The interested ones have already entered Southern Edge Sect and Southern Edge Sect’s subsidiary sect.”



‘I didn’t think of that.’

“What do you mean?”

Jo-Gol nods his head.

“Right, that means the new kids don’t have any interest in training their body and practicing swords. They were either forced by their parents, or they came because the flowers they saw that day were pretty…….”

After a brief pause in his speech, he gestured at the children who were training.

“They’re not interested because we keep teaching them how to punch.”

“Wha- What if we teach them sword?”

“That’ll make it similar.”

The answer comes from Baek Chun. His expression was also slightly heavy.

“They know Mount Hua is doing great, but there’s no reason to come to another Dojang (Dojo but Korean). They can learn the sword even from Southern Edge Sect’s subsidiary sect.”

“The- The swordsmanship is different.”

“That’s true….”

Yoon Jong also participated in the discussion.

“Friends are more important to children of that age than fancy swordsmanship in the first place. They don’t want to be away from their close friends to learn other swordsmanship.”



“What’s a friend?”


Looking at Chung Myung asking with his eyes wide open, Yoon Jong closed his eyes without realizing it.

‘This bastard is done for.’

In the first place, he doesn’t understand people who live ordinary lives.

“So to sum up.”

Baek Chun said firmly.

“Showing Plum Blossom swordsmanship or reducing the tuition can create a sparkling effect, but there is no effect that can take away those who have already mastered martial arts.”

“The opponent is Southern Edge Sect of the Ten Great Sect, and we haven’t returned to the Ten Great Sect yet.”

“In addition, half of the people in Xian are related to Southern Edge Sect.”

Chung Myung growled, showing his teeth.

“Don’t be so obvious. So what’s the countermeasure!”

“… there’s no particular countermeasure….”


Chung Myung couldn’t contain his anger and kicked Jo-Gol right in front of him.

“You’re making a lot of noise for someone without any countermeasure!”

“Calm down, Chung Myung.”

Baek Chun quickly dissuaded him.

“The number of disciples has decreased a bit, but it is still not a small number. If we gradually increase the number…”

“In what time! At this rate, we’ll only have a second subsidiary sect when I become a white-haired grandfather! Before that, So-haeng is going to die!”

Chung Myung gritted his teeth. And he said with a blunt face.

“So, you mean we have to show them something completely different from Southern Edge Sect’s subsidiary sect?”

“…Yes, we should.”

“Something different… something different. Something that we can do overwhelmingly better than Southern Edge Sect…… No, is there anything we do better other than swinging swords?”

“Then, can’t we just go ahead and break all the heads of subsidiary sects?”

“… It’s meaningless for us, a main sects’ disciple. If we turn things up, the Sect Leader of Southern Edge Sect……. No, we have to break their head, but Southern Edge Sect is in Bongmun.”

“Ah, why are you doing Bongmun at times like this!”


‘You were really happy that they do Bongmun at a time like this.’

‘You’re so spineless.’

Baek Chun swallowed the words he couldn’t bear to say.


Chung Myung was wrapped up in agony.

Then, all of a sudden, he screamed in anger again.

“Let’s say it’s okay for the ones who didn’t come in the first place! But for the ones who came, how can they stop after only practicing that much! They don’t even have the guts! It wasn’t like that back in my day! In my day!”

“Just calm down for now.”

Chung Myung, whose anger had been extinguished again, sighed. Anger did not necessarily give rise to the number.

Even the world-famous Chung Myung had no immediate solution to this.

I’ve done almost everything I can under the name of Mount Hua.’

After all, Southern Edge Sect and Mount Hua are sects that use a sword.

It means that it is difficult to show a clear difference in a short period of time, no matter how differentiating it is.

If Southern Edge Sect hadn’t been into Bongmun, they could have followed them and shown the difference.

Chung Myung, a disciple of the main sect, has no choice but to bully the child while the adult is away.

Wouldn’t that be a hindrance to gathering people instead?

“Ugh, it’s a pain in the head.”

“And as I said before, it’s better to teach swords quickly…….”

“That’s no good.”

But Chung Myung said firmly.

“This is the main issue. It is difficult for the disciples of the subsidiary sects to carry around swords. It means that it’s hard to use swordsmanship when there’s a problem. We must teach them Fist Art.”

“But no one wants to learn Mount Hua’s Fist Art.”

“Well, that’s the problem.”

Chung Myung sighed again.

If the newly received disciples of the Huayin Sect make some achievements, there will be people who believe and endure, but right now, they are teaching Fist Art using the sword as bait.

So it’s hard to be interested.

“We have to figure this out somehow.”

But the solution doesn’t fall from the sky…….

It was then.

“Is someone there?”

A deep voice came from the entrance.


Everyone inside turned their eyes to the entrance at once.

It sounds like there is someone, but who…….



“Wha- What?”

The eyes of the disciples of Mount Hua and Huayin Sect, who identified the person standing at the entrance, popped out.

‘No, that is?’

‘He- He’s definitely…… he is?’

A freshly shaved head.

Red robes.

It’s slightly lighter, but it’s balanced.

“Why is he here?”

Standing at the entrance, he looked around and smiled broadly as he made eye contact with Chung Myung.

“Amitabha, Siju! You’re here! This monk is Hye Yeon! Do you remember me?”


A look of absurdity was evident on Chung Myung’s face, who stared blankly at him. Then, a moment later, Chung Myung opened his mouth with a slightly lost voice.



“Why is he here?”

“…I don’t know.”

Having rubbed his eyes a couple of times, he laughed absurdly.

“Ha…. haha. Why are you coming here?”

Although the solution didn’t fall from the sky.

“I didn’t expect it to walk in on its own.”

‘This is why people should live a good life.’



“Get him for now.”


Chung Myung rose from his seat with a chuckle.

“I found it, the solution!”

Meanwhile, Hye Yeon smiled happily and felt unknown anxiety as Chung Myung approached him.

‘Was it a good time to come?’


He came to the wrong place.

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.


  1. _DJ099_ says:

    Wrong place at the wrong time😂🤣

  2. maki-san says:

    He came to tbe wrong place indeed 🤣

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