Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 397

‘Damn it. Is it Righteous Sword?’

The one who defeated Red Serpent Sword.

Perhaps he had only recently arrived at Mount Hua.

Yado’s face had hardened visibly.

Of course, the presence of a few children like that does not mean that the battle flow has been reversed…

‘This will not be the end.’

With the arrival of the Righteous Sword, all of Mount Hua’s sect members who went to Xian are now returning. He was told that the figure was not insignificant.

It goes without saying that if they all arrive, the flow of the battle will be skewed in their favor compared to now.

“Haat!”

Yado became impatient and began to wield the dao towards Hyun Jong.

‘We need to reduce the number!’

Winning doesn’t simply mean standing more in the end.

If you take down enemies and take a lot of damage, then that’s just surviving and can’t really be called ‘victory.’

Their solidarity easily transcends the unity of the Righteous sect that Yado thinks. That in itself would be a great force but in other words?

‘If someone who is the Sect Leader dies, the impact will be great!’

Dao with formidable energy was struck at Hyun Jong.

Kwaaang!

Hyun Jong managed to stop the attack by raising his sword reflexively. However, he could not bear the full force of the dao, causing him to lose his balance and fell backward.

“Die, old man!”

The dao flew mercilessly toward Hyun Jong’s neck, who was momentarily defenseless.

But.

Kwaang!

The dao was intervened by a sword before he knew it.

“… You’d better watch your mouth.”

Baek Chun ran without even looking elsewhere and stood in Hyun Jong’s front, giving a cold look.

“Before I rip that mouth off.”

“……this brat?”

Baek Chun didn’t answer and infused his internal strength into the sword that collided with the dao.

Tuung!

“Keuk!”

After bouncing back from the sword energy, Yado immediately lowered his posture and braced himself.

‘This guy.’

‘He’s not easy.’

At the very least, his internal strength is not that of a rising star. His wrists were tingling from the energy that had dug into them.

‘It was said that he knocked down Red Serpent Sword.’

It doesn’t appear to have been a coincidence.

Unlike Yado, who raises his guard, Baek Chun assists Hyun Jong first.

“I’m sorry, Sect Leader. I’m too late.”

“Baek Chun-ah….”

Baek Chun bit his lips again as he examined the scars covering Hyun Jong’s entire body.

‘If I was a little late.’

The wound would not be unusual if he was bleeding to death. He shuddered at the prospect of being late.

Something started to boil up in his stomach.

“I’ll deal with him from now on.”

“It’s too dangerous. I’ll….”

“Sect Leader, please take care. If something were to happen to Sect Leader, the rest of us wouldn’t be able to live even if we survived this war.”

“….”

Hyun Jong quietly nodded his head.

“I see.”

“Take care of your wounds and lead the disciples.”

At the end of the sentence, Baek Chun immediately stepped in front of Hyun Jong.

Hyun Jong looked at his back in silence.

‘When did this kid grow up like this?’

He knew Baek Chun was getting stronger. But Hyun Jong’s amazement wasn’t just because of Baek Chun’s physical strength.

It was because he realized that Baek Chun, who was considered only a child to be led, was already a confident swordsman and supported him.

Strangely enough, unknown emotions filled his heart, even though he knew it was not a situation for it.

But Yado who is watching the scene wasn’t in a pleasant mood.

“You dare to face me?”

In plain sarcasm, Baek Chun pointed with the sword he drew and spoke coldly.

“Is there any reason I can’t?”

“You puppy doesn’t know how scary it is.”

“No, it’s not.”

“…what?”

Baek Chun smirked.

“I’m a tiger cub, and you’re just a dog. You may be a little bigger and stronger, but you’re a dog.”

Yado was a little dizzy and stared at Baek Chun.

He pours out nonsensical slurs like flowing water with a face that seems to be just natural when he writes a verse or phrase.

“Is there any sane person in Mount Hua?”

“I’m usually sane. You’re the one who made me crazy.”

Baek Chun gritted his teeth.

“Since you dare to put a sword on Sect Leader’s body, you’d better not think about dying peacefully, you damn bastard!”

“That….”

As soon as Yado tried to talk about something, Baek Chun rushed in as if saying there’s no use for any word (문답무용/問答無用).

An angry face and explosive momentum. In contrast, however, the sword’s trajectory was as sharp and accurate as ever.

‘Damn it!’

Yado’s body began to cool off after blocking Baek Chun’s sword, which was rapidly rushing toward his neck.

‘It seems there would be more losses than gains for us today.’

Yado clenched his teeth and repeatedly confronted Baek Chun’s sword.

“Amitabha.”

“….”

Do Kyulso looked at Hye Yeon, who blocked Hyun Sang’s front, and hardened his face.

“Shaolin?”

“My name is Hye Yeon.”

“Why is Shaolin helping Mount Hua?”

“That’s a strange thing to say.”

Hye Yeon shook his head quietly.

“Why do you need a reason to help someone? To follow what the heart does. What’s more….”

Hye Yeon’s eyes, which seemed calm and gentle, gradually subsided.

“You don’t need a reason to stop the whole body from spilling so much blood.”

“That’s a silly thing.”

Do Kyulso sticks out his tongue and licks his lips.

‘Hye Yeon.’

The name of the person Shaolin put their heart and soul into raising was Hye Yeon. The winner of the Murim Competition, and the future Bangjang of Shaolin.

“If you die right now, Shaolin will shed tears of blood.”

“Amitabha, that’s not going to happen.”

Hye Yeon’s voice was calm. But his fingertips were still shaking slightly.

‘Calm down.’

No matter how much Hye Yeon is, this was the first time he experienced a real battle. The smell of flesh and blood pouring in from a while ago was disturbing his composure.

His eyes instinctively looked for someone.

“…Amitabha.”

With someone’s back in his eyes for a moment, he soon looked at Do Kyulso with a face that was clearly softer than before.

“It’s too far.”

“…What are you talking about?”

Hye Yeon sighed softly.

‘I’ve been training my whole life to gain an imperturbable mind. But I can’t keep my composure in this little thing.’

On the other hand, the person he is trying to pursue maintains his composure like freezing ice even in this situation.

Hye Yeon, who recalled Chung Myung’s back, which was clearly engraved in his mind, quietly took a stance.

‘I’m glad I came to Mount Hua.’

What he was looking for is certainly here.

Now what’s left is…

“To just check me how far I can keep up!”

“What are you talking about!”

“Come here.”

Kung!

Golden energy rose from Hye Yeon’s fists, who stepped his steps strongly.

“Pu- Put it down, you punk!”

“Stay still.”

“I’m not yet…!”

“Stay still. Please.”

Hyun Sang distorted his face. But he has no power to resist. The poison that had penetrated his body had already darkened his body to the depths of his heart.

“Iseol-ah!”

“Don’t get excited. The poison spreads.”

As if to suppress Hyun Sang’s poison, Yoo Iseol ran across the battlefield. The visible wound was much worse for Hyun Jong, but the really dangerous one was for Hyun Sang.

Others didn’t notice, but Yoo Iseol was the only one who saw it.

Yoo Iseol, who kicked the ground, finally landed in front of Tang So-so.

“Sago!”

Tang So-so shouted as she looked at Yoo Iseol with wet eyes. But Yoo Iseol spoke briefly with a still expressionless face.

“So-so.”

“Yes, Sago!”

“Detoxing.”

Tang So-so nodded loudly.

“Can you do it?”

“Who do you think I am?”

Tang So-so clenched her fist.

She’s a daughter of the Tang Family. When it comes to dealing with poison, she is a descendant of a family that is second to none in the world.

If you are from a family that is well versed in poison, you will so well verse in detoxification.

Although she was not taught Poison Art because she was a woman, she was confident that she would not be inferior to anyone in detoxification.

“Lay his down this way, please!”

Yoo Iseol, listening to Tang So-so, laid Hyun Sang on the ground.

Yoo Iseol grabbed Hyun Sang’s shoulder, who opened his mouth to say something.

“Elder-nim.”

“… Iseol-ah.”

“Trust me.”

“….”

In the end, Hyun Sang nodded quietly. Only then did Yoo Iseol let go of his shoulder and get up.

Hyun Sang quietly turned his head to the side. The figure of Un Gum lying unconscious was clearly visible.

“…Un Gum.”

There was a cramp around Hyun Sang’s eyes, which bit his lips.

“So-so, Un Gum is…….”

“He’s not dying.”

“….”

“He won’t die. That’s what Sahyung said. He’ll never die!”

The words made Hyun Sang’s eyes turn red.

The fact that there is no way to die means that there is a high probability of dying in the end.

He wanted to reach out and squeeze his body, but he couldn’t. It is impossible to touch him with a poisoned body.

‘Un Gum… You fool.’

He could tell.

He stood in front of the disciples and was injured to the point where his life was at risk.

As a teacher, should he praise such a disciple’s behavior? Or should he be angry?

Eventually, Hyun Sang’s eyes were filled with tears that he had held back.

“Good job. Good job… Well done, you idiot.”

He wishes Un Gum had been a little selfish…..

Hyun Sang, who was looking at Un Gum lying bloodless, turned his head again and looked at the battlefield. He then muttered.

“Look, Un Gum.”

‘The disciples you raised and protected are now protecting Mount Hua.’

‘Right now, here.’

Kwaaang!

The sword, which had been blown away by a strong blow, softened in an instant and then began to spew out splendid plum blossom sword.

“Da- D*mn it!”

“What the hell happened to them!”

The warriors of Myriad Man House, whose whole body was covered in blood by the flying plum leaves, retreated back in panic.

However, the one who spewed the sword shone fiercely as if he had no intention of letting them escape.

“Where are you going, you bastards!”

Jo-Gol screamed and ran after them.

But at that moment.

“Stay where you are!”

The shout stopped Jo-Gol’s foot from the back.

Jo-Gol turned around and saw Yoon Jong staring at him with an unusually cold face.

“Is it important to bring down the enemy?”

“N- No, Sahyung!”

“Is it okay for the Sahyung to die while you’re away?”

“No!”

“Then hold your position! We have to hold out in front of them!”

“Yes!”

Jo-Gol pulled himself together again and gave strength to his lower body.

Meanwhile, Yoon Jong’s sword pierced the air like a light beam.

“Aaaak!”

And he penetrated the shoulders of Myriad Man House’s warriors who were pushing the other Mount Hua disciple.

A method of securely blocking the front with Jo-Gol, and Yoon Jong supports him from the back. Even though they didn’t say anything about it, they naturally know thier places.

“Don’t get carried away. Don’t let your guard down. Cool your head! Cool!”

“Yes!”

Jo-Gol grabbed his sword and looked ahead.

Usually, Yoon Jong is the softest among Baek Chun’s group, but seeing Sahyung bleed, he exuded an aura they had never seen before.

To the point where Jo-Gol can’t even speak.

Jo-Gol was definitely better than Yoon Jong when it came to skills. From the beginning, he was stronger than Yoon Jong, but it is no exaggeration to say that the difference has now widened to some extent.

But.

“Sasuk! Step back!”

“Go- Got it!”

Even the second-class disciples moved without a murmur at Yoon Jong’s roar. Jo-Gol won’t be able to create this situation even if he dies and comes to life again.

‘As expected, Sahyung is Sahyung.’

Therefore, Yoon Jong is a person who can be the Sect Leader in the future, and Jo-Gol is just someone who will assist him.

But what’s wrong with that?

“Gol-ah!”

“Yes, Sahyung!”

Jo-Gol’s eyes gazed at Myriad Man House.

Soon his sword embroidered the air like a beam of light.

‘I’m more suited to this!’

Jo-Gol will be the sword if Yoon Jong and Baek Chun lead Mount Hua.

The sharpest sword in Mount Hua.

That was the path Jo-Gol wanted to walk.

Right, just like…

Jo-Gol glanced at Chung Myung’s back as he walked toward the wall.

“Alone?”

“It’s enough.”

Heukssi’s short question was also answered briefly by Chung Myung.

“…the situation in the back doesn’t seem so easy, doesn’t it?”

Chung Myung’s eyes glanced back.

Everyone is dealing with an enemy stronger than themselves. Until Hyun Young’s men arrive from Xian, they will probably have to continue their hard fight.

But….

“It’s enough.”

A firm voice.

“I’ve never raised them weakly. And….”

Chung Myung’s eyes were on Baek Chun’s group.

“…I can’t handle everything these days.”

The tiger cubs were now all grown up and slowly showed their teeth. It wouldn’t be bad to take this opportunity to let them go in moderation.

“And.”

Chung Myung looked at Heukssi.

“I’m not stupid enough to let go of a bunch of jackals in a place like this.”

He could tell instinctively.

The ones in front of him are dangerous. There will be huge victims if these guys are released on this battlefield.

It’s not just because they are rough guys. The smell of blood emanating from them reminded him of a time in the past.

“I agree with you. I don’t really have a taste for them. I can’t understand how to kill someone so easily.”

Heukssi’s mouth, wrapped in black bandages, was strangely twisted.

“Death should be enjoyed more slowly.”

At the remark, Chung Myung smiled, showing his teeth.

“That’s a good thing.”

“… what’s good about it?”

Heukssi’s face, which had a smile, was subtly hardened.

On the other hand, Chung Myung’s smile grew thicker.

“I like guys like you.”

Because he can kill them without any hesitation.

The man who was called a demon among the demon.

Plum Blossom Sword Saint Chung Myung stared at the Black Swan, exuding a gloomy energy.

The dense and eerie energy made Heukssi unknowingly open his mouth.

“…Are you really a Taoist?”

“Sure.”

Chung Myung smiled with his teeth revealed.

“It’s the job of Taoists to beat and kill people like you. I was just tired of pretending to be nice. So let’s get started. Whether you or I will die.”

Chung Myung, who released everything he had been pressing, was shot at the Black Swan with a creepy smile.