Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 728

A noise echoed throughout White Plum Dormitory. Soon after, a thumb’s nail was slightly torn off.

However, the person who bit his nails didn’t even seem to be aware of what he was doing.

“Excuse me… Sasuk.”

“What?”

“… You’re going to bleed if you keep doing that.”

Kkadeuk.

Despite hearing the warning, Baek Cheon, who had bitten his thumbnail again, lifted his head that had been deeply bowed to look at Yoon Jong.

“Wah, damn!”

Only now seeing Baek Cheon’s face properly, Yoon Jong was momentarily startled and took a step back.

It was not the usual neat and pretty face. The skin was incredibly rough, and the black shadow starting from under the eyes stretched almost to the tip of the chin. There was no need for a disguise; he looked like a complete vagrant.

“No, what did you eat wrong? Why is your face…?”

“Yoon Jong-ah….”

“What?”

“…Will it be okay?”

“….”

Baek Cheon, who seemed even more anxious just by uttering those words, paled as if he had seen a ghost. Seeing even his lips start to tremble, even Yoon Jong is beginning to feel uneasy.

Then Baek Cheon asked again.

“Will it really be okay?”

Despite the repetitive question, Yoon Jong understood his point immediately.

“You worry about everything. No way… Would he do that to them? Chung Myung is someone with a head.”

“He does have a head.”

Baek Cheon bit his nails again.

“… the problem is that there’s nothing inside it.”

‘Well… that’s a bit hard to refute.’

Baek Cheon mumbled weakly as if he was half out of his mind.

“…In our case…well… Yeah, we are pretty much forsaken bodies by now.”

“Wait a minute, Sasuk. You can’t just forsake other people’s bodies at will.”

“But Sect Leader is…… Elders is going to experience Chung Myung for the first time.”

Baek Cheon wrapped his trembling hands around his head. His always smooth and neat hair had already become disheveled.

“No matter how much I think about it, I can’t see a good picture. Shouldn’t we stop him now? We should stop him, right?”

“No… but surely….”

Yoon Jong couldn’t finish his words while trying to comfort Baek Cheon. He, too, was starting to feel anxious.

“… Surely he has a sense of top and bottom standings… No, does he? No, he does…. right?”

Yoon Jong’s face gradually clouded with confusion.

‘It’s like… He has a sense of top and bottom, but also doesn’t.’

“You’re worried, aren’t you?”

“…Yes.”

The more they think about it, the more their stomach gets twisted.

Jo-Gol, who was resting next to them, chuckled as their faces were gradually stained with anxiety.

“Anyway, both of you worry too much. So much worry.”

“Huh?”

“Training isn’t about doing everything you want to do. If it were swordsmanship or lightness art, you could make them roll till they die, but how can you force someone while teaching them internal energy? After all, the energy has to move by itself.”

“….”

Jo-Gol’s nonchalant remarks left both of their faces blank. Jo-Gol paused and tilted his head.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“No….”

When Baek Cheon hesitated, Yoon Jong spoke up for him.

“I’m just surprised that something sensible could come out of your mouth.”

“No, these people…….”

Whether Jo-Gol was angry or not, Baek Cheon and Yoon Jong nodded at each other.

“He has a point.”

“Exactly… Chung Myung, no matter how much of a rascal he is, can’t grind someone training in internal energy.”

Now they felt a little relieved.

However, there seemed to be someone who disagreed with them.

“Really?”

Everyone’s gaze focused on one spot.

Yoo Iseol, who had been sitting silently, muttered with a sullen face.

“Really?”

“….”

With just one word, she had made everyone incredibly anxious.

“Are you thinking differently, Samae?”

“He’s the kind who will find a way to torment them.”

“… You have a point.”

It was a moment when one could clearly see what Mount Hua’s disciples thought of Chung Myung.

“… Should we sneak in and check?”

“We were told that ordinary disciples not to approach them at all. Un Am Great Sasuk will be furious if we get caught.”

“……Yes, that shouldn’t happen.”

Baek Cheon shivered slightly.

For Un Gum, who he sees every day, even if Un Gum raises his voice, he can slip away with a bit of a grumble. But Un Am was still a difficult person for Baek Cheon. In fact, he felt more comfortable with the Hyun generation (Elders generation) than with Un Am.

‘There must always be such a person in a sect.’

It’s not necessarily a good thing for everyone to live like a family. At some point, there must be someone who can discipline the disciple and speak harsh words. Un Am plays such a role in the Un generation, and Baek Sang is such a person in the second-class disciples.

“Sigh. I can’t even confirm it even though I’m burning inside.”

“Can’t we feel a little relieved since we can’t hear a scream for now?”

“……That’s true……”

It was just as Baek Cheon was about to sigh.

The door of the White Plum Dormitory suddenly opened, and Baek Sang shoved his head inside.

“Emergency! Sect Leader and the Elders are coming down!”

“What?”

Baek Cheon jumped out of his seat and rushed to the door.

“Get out of the way!”

“Argh!”

He even kicked away Baek Sang, who was half blocking the door and ran out without looking back. The other Five Swords followed in haste.

“Where? Where is it?”

“That way!”

Baek Cheon’s eyes went to where Yoon Jong pointed. Indeed, he saw clearly a few people slowly walking down the path leading to the back of Mount Hua.

“They seem alive and kicking?”

“It should be ‘they seem fine’, you rude brat!”

Yoon Jong reflexively grabbed Jo-Gol by the neck.

“Cough! Cough! I- I’m sorry!”

Baek Cheon broke into a cold sweat as he watched Yoon Jong shake Jo-Gol’s neck.

‘When I look at it, this guy always seems to be ready to beat Jo-Gol.’

However, this was not Yoon Jong’s fault. It was the fault of Jo-Gol, who made Yoon Jong like that, and Chung Myung, who made Jo-Gol like that.

“Le- Let’s go for now.”

“Yes!”

Five Swords, led by Baek Cheon, ran toward Sect Leader. As they were not limping or staggering, it seemed that what they were worried about did not happen.

‘ Chung Myung is a human after all.’

‘If he has a conscience, he wouldn’t do that to Sect Leader.’

‘He’s a devil, but not a real devil!’

Everyone released a sigh of relief. But then,

“…Huh?”

“Huh?”

“That, that is….”

Their steps toward Sect Leader and the Elders slowed down.

“…Se- Sect Leader?”

Baek Cheon called Hyun Jong as if he was dumbfounded. Then Hyun Jong lifted his head and faced him.

Flinch.

Baek Cheon, startled, stammered like a speechless man.

“N- No…Why… Why have you become so worn out… This….”

It’s not appropriate for him to say this, but Hyun Jong’s face was beyond description.

Baek Cheon’s face is not in good condition either, but compared to Hyun Jong’s face now, it was fair to say that he had slept a lot and washed his face with rice water.

‘Did they have a bloody battle?’

‘No, what the hell did that crazy guy do?’

‘I’m scared.’

Not only Hyun Jong, but also Hyun Young and Hyun Sang’s faces were the same. It seemed as if people had turned into mummies ((木乃伊: 미라)) in a day, didn’t it?

“Se- Sect Leader. What on earth happened……”

Hyun Jong spoke in a voice that was fading away very weakly.

“It’s nothing…… big.”

‘No, I think it’s a big deal.’

“Ah, I feel refreshed.”

At that time, Baek Cheon’s eyes were turned to a sudden voice.

Chung Myung was leisurely walking towards them from behind, with a satisfied look on his face as if he’d had a good rest.

“Hey, you son of a beast!”

At that moment, Baek Cheon, whose eyes were turned upside down, rushed in and grabbed him by the collar. Or at least, he tried to.

But dreams are just dreams, and Baek Cheon bounced back faster than he had run towards Chung Myung, rolling clumsily on the floor.

“What, damn. What the hell.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue as he alternated between his fist and Baek Cheon.

“Ah, how many times have I told you not to do that? I can’t help but reflexively throw a punch, you know?”

“Keueu… This bastard….”

Baek Cheon, who raised his head up, glared with venomous eyes.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! What did you do to Sect Leader! You punk who doesn’t know up and down!”

“Ah, this? This is……”

“You know no law, you have no manners!”

Ah, so this is what happened……”

“You should be beaten! You should be corrected by receiving punishment! You’ve gone too far……”

“Ah, enough!”

Puuk!

The shoes Chung Myung took off stuck in Baek Cheon’s face. Finally silenced, Baek Cheon slumped to the side.

Tolssok.

“……You’re too worked up, too worked up. Tsk, tsk.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue as Baek Cheon fell. He used to be somewhat sane. He didn’t know why his state was getting worse as time went on.

Then Yoo Iseol quickly approached Hyun Jong. Yoon Jong, who suddenly snapped back to his senses, shouted.

“Sect Leader, are you all right? You guys go and help Sect Leader!”

“Yes!”

Yoo Iseol, Tang Soso, and Jo-Gol quickly assisted Sect Leader and the Elders. Yoon Jong asked Chung Myung with a serious face.

“I thought you were going to teach them Violet Mist Divine Art today.”

“Right.”

“The- Then why is this happening? Don’t tell me it’s an Energy Deviation (입마(入魔))……?”

“What Energy Deviation. It only happens when you’ve mastered something. It would be a historical event if you can have that in just a day.”

“Then, then why?”

“Ah.”

Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s nothing. We’re just trying the first operation, but I don’t think they’re getting the hang of it.”

“And so?”

“I thought about investing some time…… but it seemed like a waste. So I just put some energy into their body and forced it to circulate correctly?”

“……You put energy into someone else’s body and forced it to circulate?”

“Yes.”

“Ah… Is that a problem then? It’s just internal energy manipulation. It happened before too……”

“No, it’s not.”

“Huh?”

Chung Myung grinned.

“Internal energy manipulation is about sending energy where it’s supposed to flow. This is about forcing it to go where it’s not supposed to.”

‘Forcing it?’

“Puncture the energy meridians?”

‘Puncture?’

“Scrape them, break them, crush them, and tear them apart!”

A cold sweat began to run down Jo-Gol’s back, who was listening while supporting the Elder.

“Wha- What happens then?”

“Humm. Uh… There’s no big problem. Anyway, we succeeded in catching the first circulation. All that’s left is to improve.”
Yoon Jong tilted his head.

“But then why is Sect Leader’s condition…”

“It’s not a big deal. Although it’s ultimately a good thing, changing the flow of energy that has been circulating for a lifetime to another place… Hmm, it hurts a bit.”

“…How much?”

“Hmm. How should I compare this?”

After a moment of thought, Chung Myung grinned as if he had found the answer.

“Will you understand if I say it feels like drilling a hole from head to toe inside the body, about the thickness of a finger, winding along the energy meridians?”

“Hiiiik.”

Yoon Jong backed away. Sweat poured out like rain on his face.

“Hey… Hey, you crazy bastard, how can a sane person endure that!”

“They can, they can. Everyone can do it. Look over there. They endured it splendidly.”

That? They’re…. No, they seem to have lost their soul, this bastard?

“Are you all right, Elder-nim?”

Yoon Jong approached to check Sect Leader’s condition. Then, a faint light returned to the eyes of Hyun Jong, which had lost their focus.

“Yoon Jong-ah….”

“Yes, Sect Leader! It’s me! I’m Yoon Jong! Have you come to your senses?”

“…The Sect’s Disciple Registry (문적(門籍)).”

“Yes?”

“…Kick this bastard out and scratch him off of the Sect’s Registry.”