Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 403

Morale will plummet if any military power loses its leader.

With Do Kyulso and Yado collapsing due to the Quick Spear Life Reaper, Myriad Man House lost its ability to resist.

“Aaaak!”

“Aak!”

Fighting with only one eye forward and fighting with one eye on where to run cannot be the same thing.

Those who lost concentration in battle, like Yado, fell like autumn leaves under the swords of Mount Hua’s disciples.

“Kill them all!”

“Don’t let any of them come back alive!”

Mount Hua’s disciples gained more momentum and drove the enemies. And formed a circle around Myriad Man House.

The faces of Myriad Man House residents turned white every time the sword flew threateningly in.

“Stop!”

A loud shout erupted at that moment.

The disciples of Mount Hua all turned to look in the same direction.

Hyun Jong, Sect Leader of Mount Hua, stood stiffly and looked at them.

“There’s no need to shed blood any more than this. The enemy now gives up their weapons and surrenders.”

At that word, Hyun Young screamed, distorting his face.

“Sect Leader! They’ve been attacking Mount Hua and hurting the disciples! But how can you be so merciful……!”

“Then, do we have to kill all of them to appease their resentment?”

“It’s….”

Hyun Young tried to say something for a moment but kept his mouth shut.

Hyun Jong shook his head quietly.

“I also have no intention of discussing mercy in dealing with the enemy.I can’t tell you to put mercy on the edge of your sword whether my Tao is still lacking. But.”

His eyes were filled with a profound glow.

“Cutting those who have lost their will is also not something that those who discuss Tao should do. If we cut and kill all of our opponents out of anger, what is the difference between them and us?”

As he looked at the disciples, a look of pity and affection crossed his face.

On the other hand, Hyun Jong desired to tear them apart and murder them. But he didn’t want the disciples’ minds to be clouded by it.

Anything is difficult for the first time.

If murder is taken lightly for whatever reason, one day, even in situations where there is no need to kill, he will swing his sword without hesitation.

It shouldn’t have happened for Mount Hua, and for those kids.

But this time, the disciples did not obey him meekly.

Are there only one or two colleagues who fell down with wounds?

Even Hyun Jong’s words could not conceal their hostility toward Myriad Man House among those who fought while watching the scene unfold in front of their eyes. No, they did not conceal it.

The sword blew out ferocious sword energy, as if a fight was about to erupt at any moment.

At sight, Hyun Jong sighed calmly.

“I’m….”

His voice slowly spread out.

“I’m afraid you’ll get hurt more.”

It was a word full of sincerity.

Then, one by one, they began to relax their hands.

He didn’t even use his power. He doesn’t even yell to get people to listen to what he’s saying. Hyun Jong’s voice, which simply talks calmly about his true feelings, had to reach Mount Hua’s disciples, who knew him best.

“This time, do as I say.”

Who dares to disobey Sect Leader who has been hurt to protect them when he speaks like that?

Hyun Jong was given a complicated look. A subtly dissatisfied and passionate expression. However, those complicated eyes were quickly sorted into one emotion.

Trust.

Trust in Hyun Jong, the Sect Leader of Mount Hua. And trust in his decision.

“Throw away your weapons.”

Baek Chun shouted in a determined voice at Myriad Man House.

“I will not cut anyone who surrenders. You’ve forgotten the Tao, but Mount Hua hasn’t.”

“I will spare those who surrender.”

And Yoon Jong helped him.

But unlike the two, Jo-Gol still glared at Myriad Man House with vicious eyes. It’s like he wanted them to resist.

Even the faint will that had remained in the eyes of Myriad Man House’s people who confirmed the three’s reaction disappeared.

Chaeng! Chaeng!

Weapons fell one by one to the ground.

Finally, the Myriad Man House people who abandoned their weapons knelt in their place.

After confirming that they all had surrendered, Hyun Jong shouted loudly.

“Destroy their Dantian. And lock them all up in prison!”

Giving orders, he looked at Baek Chun.

“Baek Chun!”

“Yes, Sect Leader!”

“After locking them up, select the less tired children and let them guard the prison!”

“Yes!”

Baek Chun bowed his head deeply and then glanced at the other disciples.

Mount Hua’s disciples approached Myriad Man House and held the sword to their necks.

Some people tried to resist the idea of destroying their Dantian, but the situation had already turned. Understanding that more defiance here would only lead to death, they eventually resigned and closed their eyes tight.

As if to announce that everything was over, the dark clouds cleared and the rain slowly began to stop.

Then a sigh came out of Hyun Jong’s mouth.

“Everyone….”

It was then.

“What, you caught them all already?”

Baek Chun’s head turned reflexively to the familiar voice.

And his flinching body hardened. There was a scream from the mouth.

“Chung Myung-ah!”

His eyes were distorted as he saw Chung Myung walking slowly over one wall of Mount Hua.

Other people’s reactions were not much different.

“Chu- Chung Myung!”

“That guy…!”

It’s been washed away a lot in the rain, but blood-stained clothing can’t retain its original color.

The red stain and the cut-off hem of the garment gave him more than a hundred words about how he had fought a tough battle.

“You crazy!”

Baek Chun ran to Chung Myung without realizing it.

“This….”

Running right in front of him, he clenched his fist.

His face was horribly distorted, and he did not know what to do with the large wound that could be seen through the torn clothes.

“What the hell did you do!”

Baek Chun’s voice rang loudly. But Chung Myung smiled as if he was pathetic.

“Can’t you see? I fought to the death.”

The nonchalant response made Baek Chun even angrier.

“You’re still alive after you’ve made your body into a rag! You damn thing!”

“Then will you feel better if my mouth is torn?”

“This….”

Baek Chun bit his lips.

He could tell just by looking at the wound. What a terrible battle he has been through, how fierce he has fought.

But why is this guy so calm at this moment……

“You….”

Many words came to mind, but he couldn’t say anything. Chung Myung laughed as Baek Chun stammered helplessly.

“I thought you would get a hell of a beating….. but you handled it well. I’ll compliment you this time.”

“How can you say such a thing now!”

Disciples began to flock around the two.

“Chung Myung-ah!”

“For God’s sake! The wound!”

They were also speechless when they saw the wounds on Chung Myung’s body.

Was there anyone who didn’t know that Chung Myung led the Black Talon unit out of the gate? But everyone secretly thought that they couldn’t hurt Chung Myung.

But at this moment they clearly understood.

The fact that Chung Myung is also a person who can be hurt like them.

The scar, cut to the point of revealing the bones, penetrated the eyes of the disciples painfully.

“So-so! Where is So-so?”

Chung Myung sighed as he looked at the panicking Baek Chun and the surrounding disciples.

“Why are you making such a fuss. Oh, get out of the way!”

“You punk! The treatment…….”

“I won’t die!”

Screaming, Chung Myung pushed the swarm of Mount Hua’s disciples away. Normally, there would have been several people sticking together and forcibly dragging him, but now they had no choice but to step down because they could not dare touch Chung Myung’s body.

“What about Great Sasuk?”

“… I’ve taken him to the Medicine Hall. Because it rained a lot.”

“Good job.”

Chung Myung nodded lightly at Baek Chun’s reply.

Now, Chung Myung’s eyes are on Myriad Man House, kneeling in the center.

The disciples of Mount Hua were tightening them up making them lose their will and power to rebel.

“Why did you put them like that? Just kill them all.”

“The Sect Leader…….”

“Ugh.”

Chung Myung’s face is slightly distorted.

He licked his lips as if to say something, and then sighed.

“Right, you don’t have to kill people who don’t resist.”

Because it’s different from the time he has lived. No, Cheon Mun would have said the same thing in this situation, even if it’s not Hyun Jong.

They are Taoist.

Don’t forget their duty.

Because in the first place, everyone who should be held responsible for this has paid the price.

“Are you sure you’re okay? The wound….”

“What, you think I’m gonna blink with just this much?”

Chung Myung shrugged at someone’s question. The lively and refreshing response loosened the faces of the disciples around him.

But Yoo Iseol, who was watching from behind, looked rather dark.

‘He’s overdoing it.’

Chung Myung’s injuries aren’t that light. But Chung Myung jumped up a steep cliff with such an injured body.

He even exudes a cold spirit that is enough to frighten Yoo Iseol.

It was only after checking the safety of Mount Hua that Chung Myung was loosened.

She wanted to say something. But knowing that’s not what Chung Myung wanted, Yoo Iseol just kept her lips shut.

“This guy.”

Hyun Jong, who approached the disciples before they knew it, said with a sigh.

“You punk, the wound…….”

“Why did you get hurt so much?”

It’s blunt.

However, there was an indisputable concern.

“Is it time for you to worry about my wounds?”

Hyun Jong eventually lost his composure and screamed.

“Why are you pushing yourself so hard! What the hell are you going to do if things go wrong!”

“Ei. Everything’s all right whichever.”

“Y- You…”

Hyun Jong was unable to speak and trembled.

“Sect Leader.”

At that moment, Hyun Young, who came to his side, caught him.

“Let’s go to Medicine Hall. Sect Leader’s injury is not light either.”

“I’m fine. More than that, this guy…….”

“If Sect Leader doesn’t move, no one will move. Let’s go, at least for the sake of the children.”

“….”

In the meantime, Hyun Jong, who couldn’t take his eyes off Chung Myung’s injury, sighed and nodded slowly.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Yoon Jong-ah. Bring Sect Leader.”

“Yes, Elder!”

Yoon Jong helped Hyun Jong and headed straight to the Medicine Hall.

As Sect Leader moved, the crowd of disciples began to move little by little to clean up. Hyun Young, who briefly looked around, opened his mouth.

“Chung Myung-ah.”

“Yes.”

“Is there anything you’d like to ask?”

Chung Myung who was looking around in the same way, said.

“We shouldn’t be relieved that they’re locked up in prison. Even if they lose their martial arts, they can still make a fuss, so we have to keep a close eye on them.”

“Right.”

“And we need to look around Mount Hua just in case there are remnants we missed. Others may come again.”

“I see, I’ll certainly look into it. Any other parts?”

“Hong Dae-gwang ahjussi has gone to pick up the beggar and will be here soon. Please welcome them when they come. We need to ensure enough medicine is needed to treat the injured.”

“Then is that enough?”

“Well….”

Chung Myung looked around and nodded.

“That’s about it for now.”

Hyun Young nodded and turned to Baek Chun, who stood by Chung Myung.

“Baek Chun-ah.”

“Yes.”

“Take him to the Medicine Hall right now!”

“Yes!”

Baek Chun and Jo-Gol strode to Chung Myung’s left and right and grabbed his arms tightly.

Chung Myung flinched and looked to his left and right.

“What’s wrong?”