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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 547

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”……Yoon Jong-ah.”

“Yes, Sasuk.”

“I’m sure I told you to return most of the gifts.”

“Sasuk did.”

“But what is all this?”

“That’s…….”

Mount Hua’s disciples, who each packed up early in the morning and came to the cart, were all stunned. That would be the case since loads were piled up like a mountain on top of the cart.

“Was it as stackable as that?”

“A cart can withstand that?”

“It will hold on, it will. At any rate, isn’t it a cart made of Mukcheol?”

“……but I think this is a little too much.”

Even if the height of the stacked luggage was not high, it was still a bulk of baggage. Thanks to this, it was completely out of the shape of the commonly thought cart.

“I’ve taken off all the tents cart we’ve set up.”

Baek Cheon looked back at Yoon Jong with a blank face.

“……… What happened?”

“I definitely gave them back.”

“Then?”

“……Why did you ask something obvious? Chung Myung asked why I gave back the gift we received, and asked me if I had a rich disease after playing with Jo-Gol…….”

“Why me all of a sudden…….”

Jo-Gol, who had been unfairly beaten out of nowhere, pouted and protested, but no one listened.

“…… That crazy guy is really.”

A deep sigh burst out of Baek Cheon’s mouth. That’s why he said to return all the gifts before Chung Myung sees them.

“So where is Chung Myung?”

“I do not know. As soon as the sun rises, he takes his luggage and goes out.”

“We set up the tent because he was making a fuss saying he would die to freeze. It’ll be twice as cold if we go up on that high pile of luggage, so what can we do…….”

It was that moment.

‘Huh?’

Baek Cheon, who was lamenting, saw a small gap between the piles of luggage.

“No way…?”

He rushed into the cart and pushed his hand into the gap.

Sure enough, something round was caught inside. Baek Cheon crumpled his face and pulled what he had caught at once.

“Come out, you bastard!”

“Ah, my head! My head!”

“This bastard isn’t even a weasel! Why did you dig burrows between the luggage now?”

“I- It hurts!”

“Kieeee!”

The weasel-like human and the human-like weasel rebelled at the same time.

Baek Cheon, who forced Chung Myung out of the burrow, sighed deeply.

“Taoist full of greed!”

“What! Why! Is there a law that says a Taoist must starve? I didn’t steal it, but why would we refuse and return it to them!”

“That’s right. It’s not wrong. Except that we bring ook everything we receive!”

“…….”

“Think about it for once. How can we take this to Shaanxi, this! If we drag this cart hard and fight Magyo in the way, we’ll really gonna die!”

“Fufu, come on. Sasuk, you’re talking nonsense again. You said you’re gonna train harder in the future?”

“…… Tha- That’s the story of training.”

“What?”

Chung Myung narrowed his eyes terribly.

“You need to make your daily life a training! Taking time to train separately, when will you become stronger, when?! Hah! This is why people these days!”

‘Oh…….’

‘I really wish he could die.’

‘What are ghosts doing? Why aren’t they taking him?

Whether or not Baek Cheon crumpled his face, Chung Myung continued his words.

“And you know, you’re not supposed to refuse gifts. It’s a special gift from the Ice Clan. How sad would they be if we refused? I’m not doing this because I’m greedy…..”

“Chung Myung-ah.”

“Yes?”

“Please shut up…….”

“…….”

Their argument was stopped by a group of people approaching their side just in time.

“Are you finished with your preparations?”

“Clan Leader-nim.”

Baek Cheon nodded as he saw Seol So-baek and Han Yi-myung approaching.

“Yes……. I’ve finished it roughly, but what kind of gift is this…….”

“Mount Hua Sect are benefactors of the North Sea. People in the North Sea forget their grudges but never forget their grace. If I were to send my benefactors empty-handed, everyone in the North Sea would point their fingers at me, so how could I neglect your treatment?” When Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol heard that, they whispered softly.

“He learned well.”

“…… It’s a problem because he has learned too well.”

‘With that in mind, why don’t you think about the person who has to go a long way with this luggage! Why!’

“But I think it’s a little too much…..”

In order to relieve the burden even a little bit, Baek Cheon carefully opened his mouth, and Seol So-baek deeply bowed first.

“Please do not reject the sincerity of the North Sea Ice Clan, Baek Cheon Dojang.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon stared at such Seol So-baek and peeked back at Chung Myung. When their eyes met, Chung Myung whistled at the distant sky.

‘You planned this.’

‘This.’

‘No, how long have these people been seeing each other?’

Chung Myung is Chung Myung, but Seol So-baek, who follows Chung Myung so perfectly when ordinary people would have a sense of reluctance, was not an ordinary human.

However, if Seol So-baek, the Leader of the North Sea Ice Clan, comes out like this, there is only one thing Baek Cheon has to say.

“…Thank you for your consideration.”

“That’s enough.”

“If you look at Sasuk, he’s not very useful compared to the grandeur of words.”

“Shh. He can hear you.”

‘I have already heard of it, you bastards…..’

Baek Cheon looked up feeling defeated. At that time, Han Yi-myung, who was one step behind, stepped forward and spoke.

“The road back to Jungwon must be rather rough as winter isn’t over yet, so why don’t you stay for a few more days?”

“Thank you for your words. It’s just…….”

Baek Cheon spoke politely and smiled at Mount Hua’s disciples, who were busy fixing their luggage.

“I don’t have the confidence to stop those who are excited about going home. Of course, me included.”

“Mount Hua seems to be a really good place.”

“I don’t know if anyone else would think the same. But at least for Mount Hua’s disciples, Mount Hua is a place that cannot be compared to anything else.”

Hearing those words, Seol So-baek’s eyes lit up.

“Now that you mention it, I’d like to go there. Will I be able to go to Mount Hua someday?”

Baek Cheon smiled and nodded.

“Mount Hua will always welcome Clan Leader-nim. After the situation in the North Sea is cleared, please stop by.”

“I’ll remember that for sure.”

Seol So-baek, who ended his conversation with Baek Cheon, approached Chung Myung.

Looking at them with a simple face, Chung Myung turned his head toward Seol So-baek.

“What?”

“Dojang……. You’re going away……..”

Seeing Seol So-baek’s bright eyes like a puppy with tears in his eyes, Chung Myung took a step back.

‘Did I see it wrong?’

‘Oh my god, Chung Myung stepped back.’

‘Even for that bastard, some people are difficult to deal with.’

Chung Myung, who looked at the eyes filled with tears, eventually closed his eyes tightly and lightly tapped Seol So-baek’s head.

“Now that you’re known as Clan Leader, you shouldn’t cry easily.”

“……Yes.”

Then he looked at the young Clan Leader with serious eyes.

“Do the best you can. You must do it properly so the North Sea can stand upright.”

“Yes.”

“And if you think you’ve done enough and still don’t get an answer, shake your hands and let go.”

“…Yes?”

“Remember these words anytime.”

“…….”

Chung Myung said firmly.

“It is not your responsibility.”

Seol So-baek’s mouth, which had been slightly open, closed tightly.

“One Clan Leader doesn’t have to do everything. After all, it is not the Leader of the North Sea that have to change the North Sea and lead it.”

“…….”

“Authority comes with responsibility. If you don’t let go of your authority as the Clan Leader and hold on to it, you will only bear more responsibilities. You’re smart, so you should know what I mean.”

“Yes, Dojang. I understand.”

“Right.”

Chung Myung grinned.

“You’ll do well.”

“…….”

“So relax your face. Some people might think it’s an eternal farewell. There will be times when you will have to come to Jungwon from now on. We can see each other then.”

“Yes!”

Chung Myung nodded his head at Seol So-baek, whose expression brightened a little, then moved on to Han Yi-myung.

Then, he quickly moved away from the side and created a space to talk with Chung Myung alone.

“In the near future, Heavenly Comrade Alliance will hold a ceremony to officially announce its existence.”

“You’re saying that the North Sea Ice Clan should also officially participate in the opening ceremony.”

“Yes. We will send someone separately at the right time to adjust the timing, but it would be better to prepare in advance for now.”

Han Yi-myung nodded silently.

“We will prepare without a hitch, so please relax, Dojang.”

The negotiations on Heavenly Comrade Alliance were completed immediately. On the spot, Ice Clan joined the Heavenly Comrade Alliance with Mount Hua, Tang Family and Namman Yasugung Clan.

Excluding the minor sects under their command, these four sects would actually be the center of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance.

“Well, then….”

Chung Myung turned his head and looked at Mount Hua’s disciples.

“Let’s go!”

Clear sky.

And all the white buildings.

The warriors of the Ice Clan were lined up on the left and right of the central road that stretched straight from the fortress symbolizing the North Sea Ice Clan to the large outer wall.

The white-robed warriors lined up on the white surface were simply spectacular.

They lined up without a single inch of error and were waiting for someone to show up soon without a word being spoken out.

And…….

Kikirik. Kikirik.

Finally, a black cart with a pile of luggage appeared in front of them.

It was quite embarrassing, but no one in their position was laughing.

They just watched Mount Hua’s disciples with reverent and determined eyes.

“… … You have gathered a lot.”

“Why would you do this when it’s cold outside?”

Mount Hua’s disciples walked awkwardly while scratching their heads.

And it was then.

Step.

Song Won, the Guard Captain guarding the center, took a step forward. Dressed up in a formal uniform, he exuded the sword-like momentum of the North Sea’s warrior.

Taking a low deep breath, he shouted and bowed at Mount Hua’s disciples.

“The North Sea never forgets grace!”

At the same time, the warrior of the North Sea who had been lined up, bowed in unison and shouted.

“The North Sea never forgets grace!”

Raising his head, Song Won once again roared at Mount Hua’s disciples.

“Thanks to the benefactors!”

“Thanks to the benefactors!”

Warriors in the North Sea fell on one knee on the ground, shouted all at once. It was the highest respect that a martial artist could show. Mount Hua’s disciples couldn’t bear to say anything and closed their mouths.

“That…….”

“Sasuk.”

When Baek Cheon tried to answer something, but Chung Myung subtly stopped him.

“In times like this, you just go without saying a word.”

“…….”

“Let’s go.”

“Yeah.”

Baek Cheon pulled the cart forward.

Every step forward, the warriors of the North Sea expressed respect and gratitude in turn.

“Thank you!”

“Please stop by again!”

“North Sea will never forget Mount Hua.”

Even while pulling the cart, the disciples of Mount Hua Sect continued to stand side to side.

Even the residents of the North Sea, who flocked there, waved their hands and bowed their heads.

“Thank you!”

“Thank you so much, Mount Hua!”

“I will deliver the name of Mount Hua to the North Sea!”

Righteousness is not about asking for a price.

Baek Cheon has always lived with those words deep in his heart. But at this moment, he seemed to have discovered another meaning of the word.

It’s not that they don’t want it, but maybe they don’t need it. No wealth or honor can compare to this sincere gratitude.

After finally reaching the gates of the North Sea amid thunderous cheers and pouring praise, Mount Hua’s disciples left and right, left the cart briefly.

Baek Cheon, who was at the forefront, took the initiative as a representative.

“On behalf of Mount Hua Sect, we thank the North Sea for its consideration. If the day comes when the North Sea comes back looking for Mount Hua again, Mount Hua will come running without hesitation!”

“Thank you!”

“See you again!”

Mount Hua’s disciples, who waved their hands and showed courtesy, stood before the cart while receiving cheers.

There was no lingering regret left.

“Come on, let’s depart!”

“Yes!”

Leaving the gates cheerfully, they began to run on the dazzling white earth.

“We’re going nonstop to Mount Hua!”

“Yes!”

After a while, the cart they pulled was invisible. Seol So-baek, who stood and watched until they were completely invisible, quietly opened his mouth.

“He’s gone.”

“Yes, he’s gone.”

A deep sense of regret flooded in.

“There must be a lot of work to be done from now on, General-nim.”

“Yes, Clan Leader-nim. It’s going to be very busy.”

The North Sea will also change.

The Ten Thousand Years Ice (만년빙(萬年氷)) will never change, and the snow will fall as hard as it used to, but…… It was clear that at least the wind of the North Sea, which flows over the Ten Thousand Years Ice, would have a light plum scent.

“Good bye…….”

Seol So-baek smiled and lightly bowed.

“Good bye, Chung Myung Dojang. And Mount Hua.”

The sunlight of the North Sea was pouring softly over the spot where the cart had passed.

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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