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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 449

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“… ugh.”

The sound of a groan escaped. Baek Chun looked at Im Sobyong with pity in his eyes.

His face, which had been pale and morbid before, was now almost bluish, as if half-dead.

Of course, his condition has not worsened……

“Keueue!”

Chung Myung laughed and rubbed his hands together.

Chung Myung, unlike Im Sobyong, was simply energetic.

“Hehe. As expected, you’re King Nokrim. The vessel is just different. I was amazed.”

When a human forcibly stretched another person’s vessel and said such a thing, the people who witnessed it had no choice but to suffer.

Im Sobyong drooped over the chair, having been robbed of all his hidden emergency funds. The tiger leather, symbolizing King Nokrim’s authority, appeared to be devouring Im Sobyong.

Finally, Baek Chun shook his head.

‘Right, why are you getting involved with him?’

They might be similar.

They might be a good match.

But can there be two people like Chung Myung in the world?

He hasn’t scoured the globe and checked everyone, but there can never be two of him. This was something Baek Chun could be certain of with his entire being.

And Im Sobyong’s mistake is that he didn’t know it.

“… Dojang.”

Im Sobyong glared at Chung Myung with his eyes full of poison.

“I hope you keep your promise! Definitely!”

“Ei. That’s a given. It’s not like I’m doing business just once or twice.”

Chung Myung giggled and laughed.

Other Mount Hua’s disciples were simultaneously feeling a strange sense of sadness and relief.

‘It’s not just us.’

‘Seeing even King Nokrim suffer like that, we weren’t particularly immature.’

They realized once again that people in the world are equal in front of Chung Myung.

“Then, when can I receive the item ?”

“I’ll send it separately when I arrive at Mount Hua.”

“Ugh. Can I really trust you?”

“Ei, why would I lie when I’m a Taoist?”

“Right. A Taoist…….”

Im Sobyong’s teeth were gnashed. Mount Hua’s disciples knew what the word he had swallowed even without hearing it.

‘I’m sorry.’

‘Honestly, this is something that Mount Hua should apologize for.’

Im Sobyong raised his hand and rubbed his face.

“Keuhh.”

Then, he stared at Chung Myung through the gap in his fingers.

‘Oh my god, a man who is Taoist…….’

Not only the money he earned using his status as King Nokrim, but also the money handed down from his predecessors was robbed. Moreover, it was an amount that had to sell even the things in the warehouse of the Sanchae.

“The payment……. Please wait for the payment. Once I have to dispose of the things… … .”

“Oh, I’ll send someone else for that.”

“…Yes?”

Chung Myung grinned and said.

“I know a lot of merchants. I’m going to make you pay accordingly. Shall I call them right away?”

“Co- Conscience…… Conscience? Cough! Cough! Keugh! My- My chest! Cough! Cough!

Im Sobyong twisted his body and coughed. At last, Chung Myung clicked his tongue as Im Sobyong vomited blood.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Take your medicine and get well soon. It breaks my heart.”

“This! Cough! Whom do you think this because?”

Im Sobyong flipped his eyes and pointed his finger at Chung Myung. At this rate, he will die of cough before he gets better.

‘What kind of Taoist is so addicted to money!’

Even merchants who are willing to go in and out of hell for money wouldn’t be this awful.

But Chung Myung only shrugged his shoulders despite his resentment.

“Now, now, let’s think positively. Money can be earned again. The body comes first, the body.”

His words are correct.

One of the reasons that darn guy was so annoying was that there was almost nothing wrong with what he said. And the second reason is how he uses the right words like that.

“Gasp……. Wa- Water!”

“Here it is!”

Bonchung ran quickly and held out a gourd bottle.

Im Sobyong quickly snatched the bottle and gulped down the content inside. And he twisted his body immediately and spewed out all the water he had drunk.

“This is alcohol, you damn bastard!”

“Huh? Pe- perhaps you were mistaken? I- I’ve been preparing for both of them….!”

“Cough! My- My cough!”

Baek Chun shook his head quietly.

‘He’s going to die at this rate.’

Im Sobyong, who wiped the corner of his mouth, sighed after looking at Chung Myung for a long time.

“… … Anyway, that… … I hope you keep your promise.”

“Of course.”

Chung Myung nodded pleasedly.

“Instead, please keep your promise, King Nokrim. I gave you a special discount after all.”

“… … If it hadn’t been cut, Nokrim would have gone bankrupt.”

Im Sobyong smiled bitterly.

“If you’re in a hurry, would you like to come with me to Mount Hua? I can give it to you as soon as we get there.”

“I refuse.”

Im Sobyong shook his head firmly and violently at Chung Myung’s words.

“Why? Because it’s of Righteous Faction?”

“It’s not that it’s uncomfortable in Mount Hua, it’s just that it’s uncomfortable to go all the way to Mount Hua. I’m afraid I’ll vomit and die even before I get there!”

It certainly made sense. Jo-Gol nodded quietly.

“He is a smart man.”

“Wise.”

“He’s a Scholar. Scholar.”

He wasn’t wearing that Scholar uniform for anything.

“Anyway.”

Im Sobyong swung the fan without unfolding it.

“It’s the first time in my life that I’ve seen someone come to Nokrim and rob me of my money. There’s definitely a reason why the name “Mount Hua” sounds so familiar these days.”

“Well, it’s normal.”

“Hnngggh, I shouldn’t have gotten involved with you.”

As Im Sobyong sighed with regret, Chung Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.

“Don’t be so nervous. We have a profitable business.”

“…….”

Im Sobyong’s slightly hardened face flinched for a moment.

“I’ll stop here considering the future relationship. Instead, don’t forget that we took care of you.”

“Hoho.”

At Chung Myung’s words, Im Sobyong simply laughed lightly, without saying much.

“Sure.”

After finishing what he had to say, Chung Myung turned around.

“I’ll trust you to keep your promise. I’ll send you the goods as soon as I get back to Mount Hua.”

“Dojang.”

Im Sobyong then called him up in a lower voice than ever before.

“What are Dojang trying to do?”

It was a random question. Those who had been listening to the conversation so far tilted their heads without understanding the meaning.

“I don’t know.”

But Chung Myung shrugged lightly as if he understood the question’s intention.

“I’m just saying let’s get along.”

“…is that really all?”

Chung Myung glanced back at Im Sobyong.

His eyes don’t seem to have changed much. But Im Sobyong’s grip was unknowingly tense.

Kkuk.

The fan is bent and about to break.

Chung Myung soon grinned.

“The barn has to be fixed in advance.” (xoxo: ref to KR idiom ‘fixing the barn only after the cattles escaped’)

“…….”

“Then.”

As Chung Myung walked along, Mount Hua’s disciples bowed their heads toward King Nokrim and followed him out.

“…….”

Im Sobyong stared silently at Chung Myung for a while.

“…Is there a problem?”

He shook his head quietly when Bonchung asked in wonder.

“No, nothing.”

But his face contained a completely different light than before.

‘What the hell is in there?’

Chung Myung’s cool eyes, which he had seen for a while, seemed to never can be forgotten.

Dereureuruk.

“Hyung-nim! Are you really going like this?”

Bonchung shouted in a loud voice. Chung Myung, who was on the wagon, covered his ears with a look of disgust.

“Speak softly!”

“I- I’m sorry. I have such a loud voice.”

“Tsk.”

The more he sees it, the more similar Bonchung is to Yasugungju.

“If a Taoist stays in Sanchae for a long time, no good word will come out of it. I’m done with my business, so I must leave quickly.”

“That’s true, but…….”

Bonchung looked at Chung Myung with a face full of loyalty and regret, then shrugged his huge shoulders.

“If I could, I’d like to tag along to Mount Hua as well, but…….”

“Stop it.”

The startled Chung Myung waved his hand.

“There are even beggars in the mountain, it’s no use for anyone to put a bandit in there.”

That was true. Nevertheless, he still smacked his lips as if he was disappointed.

“I’ll see you again soon.”

“Yes, Hyung-nim! I’ll be waiting!”

It was truly a sight full of friendship. Baek Chun and the group laughed merrily as they prepared to pull the cart.

‘It’s only been two days since they met each other.’

‘You look like ten-year-old kids.’

Bonchung, who is twice the size of Chung Myung, calls him Hyung, and Chung Myung, who takes it for granted, is all unusual.

All those who had come to see them off were also talking in amazement at the sight. The sight of the man who is known as Cholsinjang, one of Nokrim Ten Shadows, talking in a low position to Mount Hua’s Taoist, seemed unfamiliar and strange.

Hong Dae-gwang narrowed his eyes and fell into thought.

‘Soon, the name of Mount Hua Divine Dragon will spread throughout Nokrim.’

He doesn’t doubt the sincerity of Cholsinjang. However, it did not seem that all of this consisted solely of the pure loyalty of Cholsinjang.

“Be careful on your way.”

King Nokrim. No, Im Sobyong, who is posing as Yuk Sobyong, walked in and greeted Chung Myung.

“Take good care of yourself.”

“I’ll never die before you.”

Chung Myung and Im Sobyong exchanged glances lightly. As if no more words were needed.

“Then let’s go! Sasuk, Sago, Sahyung!”

“Ugh.”

With a short groan, the cart moved slowly and soon began to leave Daehochae.

“Take care!”

“Long live Mount Hua!”

“Long live Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

A loud cheer and a farewell came from behind them. Sitting on a cart, Chung Myung waved leisurely to Daehochae’s bandits.

“…It looks like the Chaeju (Bandit leader.) is leaving the mountain.”

“That’s right.”

Mount Hua’s disciples just sighed and hurried to their feet.

Seeing the cart moving far away, Im Sobyong unfolded his fan. His gaze remained fixed until the cart was out of sight.

“The wind is cold.”

The Dark Night Tiger approached Im Sobyong and spoke to him anxiously.

“The wind…….”

Im Sobyong only said things that he didn’t mean to look deeper in.

“Yes, it’s the wind.”

“…….”

“The wind will blow. It’s the right wind.”

“Do you mean Mount Hua?”

He nodded quietly at Dark Night Tiger’s question. And he opened his mouth with a thoughtful expression on his face.

“Dark Night Tiger.”

“Yes.”

“When was the last time the Evil Factions and Righteous Factions joined forces?”

“It’s… isn’t it happened in the past when Magyo waged war? At that time, it was unavoidable to live.”

Im Sobyong nodded.

“It is said that Mount Hua has been busily moving around the world recently.”

“Isn’t it about doing business and expanding?”

“With us, the Evil Sect?”

“…… that…….”

Dark Night Tiger clouded the end of his word. Im Sobyong shook his head and said.

“There are plenty of other options. But the young man insisted on bringing us in. And then….”

He swallowed the next word.

‘Give me the Chaos Origin Pills.’

In fact, there are countless ways to hold hands even if Chung Myung does not give him Chaos Origin Pill. If Chung Myung hadn’t brought it out of his mouth, he wouldn’t have known until the moment he died that there was such a pill in Mount Hua.

Although he took a large sum of money, the value of Chaos Origin Pill was not something that could be measured by money for Im Sobyong.

“He attracts people, not by justice and history. He gives favor and keeps the relationship going on.”

Im Sobyong’s eyes shone blue.

“As if he were preparing for something huge to come.”

“If it’s something huge…….”

The Dark Night Tiger asked cautiously, but Im Sobyong gently lowered his eyes and shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

“…….”

“But I know one thing. That kind of person shouldn’t be judged just by their appearance. Even if it seems pointless now, in the future, there will always be reasons for all of those actions.”

“Will that young Taoist be able to escape Byongsosaeng’s schemes?”

“A young Taoist…….”

Im Sobyong smirked.

“No matter how fierce a beast is, you can eventually tame it. But a dragon is a dragon because people can’t tame it. It’s no different even if it’s young.”

“…….”

“I’m going to be busy.”

Im Sobyong, who murmured meaningless words to the end, slowly turned around.

The remaining Dark Night Tiger called him back, but he couldn’t seem to hear him.

Im Sobyong’s face had hardened visibly.

‘Are you sure?’

That something big enough to devour the world will happen again?

He let out a soft sigh.

“If it rains, you should hide under the eaves.”

Even if there are blood-red plum blossoms on the eaves.

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.

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