Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 417

The morning has arrived.

Hyun Jong appeared pleased with the disciples in front of him.

They’re a bit of a nuisance these days, but aren’t they the proud Mount Hua disciples who defeated the evil from Myriad Man House?

On a special day like today, seeing these children’s dignified appearance is……

Dignified….

“Huh?”

What is it?

They are certainly dignified.

With these shoulders straightened.

But there was something reddish and bluish about their shoulders’ faces……

“… are you all right?”

“….”

The disciples, whose skin had turned chestnut, avoided Hyun Jong’s gaze without responding.

Hyun Jong’s face began to flush.

He rolled his eyes and yelled angrily at someone.

“Chung Myung you bastard!”

“Yes?”

Chung Myung, who had been standing by himself, opened his eyes wide. The sight enraged Hyun Jong even more.

“Now, start beating your Sahyung and Sasuk and make their face swell up like this!”

“Me?”

Chung Myung pointed at himself with his fingers, blinking his eyes.

“Yes! Who else would have done this nonsense if it wasn’t you!”

“Me?”

“Yes! You!”

Chung Myung tilted his head to one side.

Flinch.

Back Chun, who had caught his gaze, whistled softly and gazed at the distant mountain.

“…ha.”

Isn’t it Chung Myung who has always made others feel injustice but has never felt it himself?

Chung Myung, however, felt more injustice than anyone else at this time.

“I….”

He is the one who defeated him!

It was the point at which Chung Myung attempted to complain about injustice.

“He could be right if they did something wrong.”

“You shut up! You!”

When Hyun Young sneaked out to help Chung Myung, Hyun Jong screamed.

The sad thing was that even Hyun Young didn’t even have the slightest doubt that it was Chung Myung who beat the children cheerfully.

“I didn’t really beat them!”

“Then who would have beaten them, who!”

The disciples’ heads turned to one place at Hyun Jong’s question.

“….”

Hyun Jong, who moved his head following the eyes of the disciples, was momentarily speechless.

“You…?”

There was a look of dismay on his muttering face.

Baek Chun, the great disciple of second-class disciple and a swordsman representing Mount Hua, turned his head and desperately turned away his gaze from Hyun Jong.

“….”

‘It’s you?’

‘Not Chung Myung?’

‘Baek Chun-ah?’

“Keuheuhum.”

Baek Chun covered his mouth with his fist and coughed a little.

Then, he looked straight at Hyun Jong and said confidently with his eyes full of passion.

“Since the sect’s discipline seemed to be shaken, this disciple admonished the children as a Daesahyung of Mount Hua.”

“Admonition?”

“Yes!”

“…Since when did Mount Hua beat people up and give them a lecture?”

“Huh?”

Baek Chun, who had answered confidently, tilted his head.

“Come to think of it…….”

“….”

Hyun Jong’s shoulders drooped at a loss for words.

Then Hyun Sang tapped Hyun Jong’s shoulders as if he knew how Hyun Jong felt.

“It is a place for children to leave. Calm down, Sect Leader.”

“… I’m done. I’m done here.”

“Don’t say that in front of the kids. Come on, calm down. Hyun Young-ah. Take Sect Leader to the back for a moment.”

“Yes, Sahyung.”

Hyun Young comforted Hyun Jong and led him back.

“…Mount Hua’s foundation…. Mount Hua….”

There was a faint murmur from Hyun Jong, but unfortunately, no one listened much to it.

“Hmm.”

Hyun Sang stood in front and opened his mouth instead.

“I will pick who will be going to follow Chung Myung on this trip to Sichuan….”

“Elder.”

Baek Chun slurred out in a slightly smaller voice than usual.

“We decided who would follow him to Sichuan through a conversation between the disciples.”

“…why would you decide that?”

“….”

Baek Chun flinched as if he hadn’t thought of that word at Hyun Sang’s speech, which seemed ridiculous.

“Tsk tsk tsk.
These guys are going crazy now. So, did you beat Sahyung for that?”

“I’m not beating them….”

‘Those bastards came at us first.’

But Baek Chun couldn’t bring himself to say what was inside him. Because it sounded more Chung Myung-like than himself.

“Baek Chun, Yoon Jong, Jo-Gol, Yoo Iseol, Tang So-so. And Baek Sang.”

“Yes!”

Those who were called came forward.

“Baek Chun-ah.”

“Yes, Elder.”

“It’s right for Hyun Young or me to go together this time. But the situation is not good right now. I’d also like to send Un Gum, but it’s hard to do that, so you have to be the leader. Can you do it?”

“Yes, Elder. Don’t worry.”

Baek Chun answered proudly with a reliable smile.

“I’ve already been there once, so there won’t be any difficulties.”

“Yes, Yuryong Sect’s Somunju will accompany you so that you will not feel any discomfort in your heart.”

“Yes!”

Behind Baek Chun, who smiled softly, a shouting sound could be heard.

“If this is the case, why are we beaten?”

Being hit by Baek Chun was a bit tolerable. The real pain was the shin kicked by Yoo Iseol who joined the fight halfway.

“These Yangban has no blood nor tears!” (You can use this to describe someone who is without mercy.)

“Still, we are Saje, why are we so mercilessly beaten?”

“I hope you fall on your way there.”

Baek Chun whispered quietly without turning his head.

“I can hear everything.”

“….”

“Shall we do it one more time before we leave?”

“…No.”

Baek Chun, who showed his dignity as Daesahyung, shrugged.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes, Chung Myung and Un Gum were talking.

“I’ll take care of the disciple, so don’t worry and go.”

“Am I worried? I always believe in Instructor-nim.”

Chung Myung said with a bright smile.

“The only thing that worries me is….”

“Hm?”

“Hehe. Well, there’s something like this. When I see the disciples training hard, my heart becomes weak, and I wonder if it is necessary to do this. But that… … .”

“When something like this Myriad Man House crisis happens, it will save the lives of the children, right?”

“That’s it. As expected of Instructor-nim!”

“You mean the more evil I become, the safer the children become.”

“Exactly.”

Un Gum nodded quietly.

“Don’t worry. I will do anything for the safety of the disciples.”

There was a gleam of light from Un Gum’s eyes.

“I’ll train them to the point of surprise even for you when you’re back.”

“Yes, Instructor-nim.”

“And….”

Un Gum looked at Chung Myung quietly and patted him on the shoulder a couple of times.

“Thank you.”

“Ei. That’s not a big deal.”

“….”

The eyes of Un Gum looking at Chung Myung were profound.

Last night, Chung Myung visited him and offered two books of martial art manual. One is Six-Fold Combo, and the other is Seven Plum. Everyone knows that as Mount Hua’s basic swords martial art.

But Chung Myung’s books were special. This was because it was a reinterpreted martial art customized for Un Gum to be mastered by losing one arm.

It even was a newly written martial art, considering the changed weight balance after losing his arm.

‘It’s amazing to be able to write such a manual book.’

What’s more surprising, however, was the effort and sincerity of writing a new martial art just for Un Gum alone.

“Don’t worry about it and go. The disciples will be strong, but I will be stronger together with them.”

Looking at his eyes burning with will, Chung Myung tilted his head slightly.

‘Was I too much?’

‘You’re not gonna beat anyone, are you?’

‘Ei.’

* * *

Huayin City.

The cut-out safe was placed on a large wagon.

Mount Hua’s disciples busily weaved Everlasting Metal with a rope and fixed it to the cart.

“… … But doesn’t this cart is made of cast iron?”

“The carriage will be heavy, can the horse drag this? Do you think any famous horse will be able to drag this quickly?”

Baek Chun, who was looking at the cart, opened his mouth.

“Chung Myung-ah.”

“What?”

“How many horses did you prepare?”

“Seven.”

“Well, seven doesn’t sound like a lot. Can we take this with just seven?”

“It’s okay. It’s strong.”

“Then that’s a relief. But where is the horse? I think we need to tie it to the cart now. Does it happen to be in the Eunha Merchant Guild…….”

“It is here.”

“Huh? Where?”

“Here.”

Chung Myung pointed his chin at Baek Chun. Then, he looked all the way down to the rest of the disciples of Mount Hua who stood by Baek Chun. Baek Sang, Yoon Jong, Jo-Gol, Yoo Iseol, and Tang So-so.

“….”

“Able to use internal strength and perform Lightness Art. Wow, there’s no such a capable horse.”

“….”

“Don’t worry. I ordered the cart especially so that it wouldn’t break no matter how hard you run. You can run as fast as you want.”

“Dog-like bastard….”

“Huh?”

“…No.”

Baek Chun nodded with tears in his eyes.

‘It’s no wonder. I didn’t think that damn guy would let us rest.’

This is still good enough… ….

“Chung Myung Dojang-nim! Can I move it here?”

“Oh, you’re here. I was waiting for you. Put it here, please.”

“Yes!”

The approaching merchant groaned and put something down in front of Chung Myung.

Kuung!

Several boxes fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

“What is it?”

Everyone except Chung Myung looked inside the box with anxious faces.

“Ball?”

Large balls of iron were in the box. The strange thing was that the ball had a slightly smaller hole than a human fist.

“It’s an amazing thing.”

“Oh, there’s a lock on it. Looks like something is gonna happen. Haha….”

‘That’s weird.’

‘Strange….’

“There.”

“…Huh?”

“Wear it on your limbs.”

“….”

Baek Chun alternately looked into the box and Chung Myung.

“This one?”

“Yes.”

Chung Myung smiles pleasedly.

“It’s done on time. It cost me some money.”

“….”

“What are you doing?”

Everyone’s eyes began to tremble.

Put this on their arms and legs, push that iron cart, and go to Sichuan?

‘You… You demon…..’

It’s a mistake.

They looked down on Chung Myung too much. No matter how hard it is to train in Mount Hua, it can’t be worse than that demon!

“We don’t have time, so tie it. Or would you like me to tie it up for you?”

“…No.”

Baek Chun, who had all given up, picked up the iron balls in the box without strength.

“What is this, why is this so heavy?”

“It’s called Charcoal Iron (묵철(墨鐵)). It’s ten times heavier than most iron.”

Hwang Jong responded with a happy face.

“Hahaha. It was hard to get!”

‘Don’t laugh, you bastard!’

‘No, isn’t that guy getting a little crazy now? Does this make him laugh?’

“Oh, tie it fast. We don’t have time.”

“Ugh… … .”

Everyone wore Charcoal Iron on both wrists and ankles.

“Ugh.”

“Wa…. Wa……..this.”

“I- I think my shoulder is going to fall out?”

It felt like their arms were stretching.

“Now, when you’re done, you should go and take your position.”

Chung Myung pointed to the front of the iron cart.

Mount Hua’s hor…. No, the disciples trudged with resignation and settled in front of the cart. Originally, it was a strange scene where a person was placed where a horse should be placed.

But Chung Myung wasn’t satisfied with this.

“What are you doing?”

“…Yes?”

“What? Why are you going to ride it?”

“….”

Hye Yeon, who was sneaking away from Chung Myung’s gaze from behind the cart, trudged forward.

“Hurry up.”

“…Yes.”

Cholkok, cholkok.

With his arms and legs tied with iron balls, Hye Yeon headed to the front of the cart like a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

“By the way.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue and looked back at Hwang Jong with a smile.

“I’m troubling you much.”

“There’s no such thing as trouble. Anyway, have a safe trip.”

“Please take care of the problem.”

“Yes, the letter sent by Sangdanju-nim has just arrived. The Eunha Merchant Guild will share its fate with Dojang-nim.”

“…you certainly smell money well like a ghost.”

“Hahaha. Isn’t that a merchant?”

The two men, who exchanged harsh words, held hands lightly.

“Well, then….”

“Hey! Hey! Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

When he was just about to leave, a man came running wildly from afar.

“Where are you going again? Take me with you!”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“No, you beggar has nothing to do with the damn thing, so why do you keep coming back?”

Hong Dae-gwang, who arrived right before Chung Myung, gasped with his back bent. Then he raised his head and shouted.

“You punk should have reported to me if you’re going somewhere!”

“You’re coming with me?”

“Of course! If I’m not present, who gives you the information? I created a reporting system as I expanded the Huayin branch this time. If you take me with you, you’ll know immediately if there’s an accident on Mount Hua.”

“Humm.”

However, Chung Myung looked uncomfortable as if he was not satisfied with it either. Hong Dae-gwang hit his chest.

“Ha….Mount Hua Divine Dragon! Hong Dae-gwang! Hong Dae-gwang!”

“So what?”

“You still don’t know how useful I am? I’ve brought you some information that will surprise you this time.”

“Surprising information?”

When Chung Myung finally showed interest, Hong Dae-gwang peeked left and right and stuck close to him.

“According to the information that came in this time, it seems that the head of the Sichuan Tang Family invaded Myriad Man House alone.”

“Huh?”

Chung Myung’s eyes widen.

“So what happened?”

“Well, I don’t know what happened inside. I heard that he safely escaped Myriad Man House and returned to Sichuan.”

“….”

Chung Myung was silent for a moment as if he was thinking about something, then turned his head and looked in the direction of Sichuan was in.

‘You went too far.’

He seemed to know roughly what had happened.

‘I’ll have to get you a good drink.’

“Look! I’m a human being of this much use! So you must take me.”

Hong Dae-gwang straightened his shoulders with a triumphant face. Chung Myung looked over him as if he still didn’t like it, and eventually nodded quietly.

“Yes, then. Let’s go together.”

“Huhuhu. Sure!”

Chung Myung turned his head and told Hwang Jong.

“Sodanju-nim.”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any iron balls left?”

Hwang Jong looked at Chung Myung and Hong Dae-gwang alternately and nodded.

“… there is.”

“That’s great.”

“Huh? Iron ball?”

Hong Dae-gwang, who came late and didn’t know what was happening, tilted his head.

A little later.