Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 190
The next day.
“Wake up, Chung Myung-ah! Sahaesanghweda Master is looking for… Huh? What is this?”
Yoon Jong, who rushed in, opened his eyes wide.
“What are all these bottles for?”
There were a lot of wine bottles on the floor, and Chung Myung fell asleep in a straight line in the middle of them.
Yoon Jong looked around the room, taken aback.
‘Did you drink it all by yourself?’
What kind of man is he? He shouldn’t do it even if he can’t.
Yoon Jong jolted Chung Myung awake.
“Chung Myung-ah! Chung Myung, wake up!”
“Ughh….”
Chung Myung, half-awake, frowns and shakes his hand.
“Don’t do it… my head is ringing.”
“No, you madman; you’ve been drinking so much that it can’t be okay; you just need to get the poison out of your mouth!”
“Well, why would I drink if I’m going to do that?”
‘Uh… That is correct.’
‘You don’t need to drink if you want to get rid of the hangover. I’d rather drink tea….. .’
‘No, that’s not the point!’
“Wake up! Sahaesanghweda Master wants you to have breakfast!”
“Oh my goodness.”
Chung Myung reluctantly raised his attractive body. However, he could not fully awaken and sat down, gripping his head and groaning.
“Ugh, I’m going to die!”
Yoon Jong made a shaky motion with his head. Yoo Iseol, who had followed Yoon Jong into the room, frowned as he looked around.
“Nuisance.”
“…….”
“This Sajil’s room is a pain, it’s awful.”
“…….”
“Jong Yoon.”
“Sago, yes.”
“Let’s get it cleaned up.”
“…….”
Yoon Jong sighed deeply and began gathering the scattered bottles.
‘How come he drank so much?’
Chung Myung enjoys alcohol but knows when and where to consume it. Yoon Jong has never seen him drink excessively in an inappropriate location.
However, this… … Had he really been drinking like a lunatic?
“What occurred?”
“What’s the matter?”
Chung Myung rises from his seat and walks to the door.
“I can’t do it; it’s a waste of time, but.”
Chung Myung licks his lips and extends his hand.
‘Huh?’
Yoon Jong’s eyes widened as he observed Chung Myung’s performance.
Hwareuk!
Chung Myung’s fingertips erupted in flames. At the same time, acrid alcohol began to permeate the air.
“What is that fire, all of a sudden?”
‘No, he’s destroying someone else’s home!’
Whether Yoon Jong was surprised or not, Chung Myung increased the size of the fire on his fingertips.
That insane…
“Huh?”
‘Wait a minute, a person’s finger has a fire on it?’
‘Can it be done?’
‘Fire Samadhi Dvesha?’ [A method of burning objects with Qi]
Yoon Jong’s eyes widened.
‘No, that insane guy is using Samadhi Dvesha Fire in that manner.’
It is also surprising that Chung Myung can already use Samadhi Dvesha Fire, which can only be used when the internal strength operation reaches a high level. Still, it is even more surprising that it is used for poison, such as alcohol.
Isn’t it like cutting and cooking a radish with the world’s most famous sword?
“Right.”
Chung Myung, who had finished all the liquor, extinguished the flames and spat on his lips as if it were a pity.
“Back in the day, I was dead, not drunk.”
“When did you start drinking?”
“Are you sure that’s how it works?”
Chung Myung smiled modestly.
“Come on, let’s stop worrying about trivial matters and get going.”
Chung Myung was about to take a step back.
Shruk.
Chung Myung’s shoulder is touched by Yoo Iseol’s hand.
“What, Sago?”
Yoo Iseol, who was expressionless, was staring at Chung Myung when I turned his head.
“What?”
Yoo Iseol’s chin is pointing backwards. Chung Myung’s gaze is drawn to the room, which an alcoholic bottle has ruined.
“Take it away.”
His mouth formed a bitter smile.
“…yes.”
On the other hand, Chung Myung was well aware of his actions.
Chung Myung, who had even changed his clothes, went to the dining room with his Sahyung after cleaning and washing the room neatly.
Jo-Pyeong was seated in the front row.
‘What are you up to?’
Chung Myung smiled as he looked at him.
He’s trying to be serious, but the corners of his mouth are dancing. He tried to relax, but his face didn’t seem to listen.
‘I can understand that.’
When the child who had fled returned home, he defeated the son of the Sichuan Tang Family, a direct descendant of Tang. It’s even stranger if he’s in a bad mood.
Furthermore, in Chung Myung’s opinion, this man adores his children. As a result, he’d be twice as happy as a typical father.
“Oh, you’ve arrived….Welcome!”
“Ah, yes.”
His voice is jagged as he tries to suppress his laughter. Chung Myung sat down and complained. Yoo Iseol and Yoon Jong sat down beside him.
Jo-Gol was the next person to catch Chung Myung’s attention.
‘You’re going to have a fly in your mouth.’
Jo-Gol has been unable to close his mouth due to a bandage around his neck.
‘The wealthy tend to die in pairs.’
Based on the overwhelming response, he could guess what it meant to beat the Tang Family in Sichuan.
“Keuhum! Keuhuhum!”
He’ll irritate his throat.
Jo-Pyeong, who had coughed loudly again, opened his mouth with a strange facial distortion.
“Ah, apparently something really big happened last night… Because something big happened, I invited you to breakfast to discuss countermeasures.”
He didn’t forget to smile at Jo-Gol while he was saying that.
‘Honey will drip from your eyes,’ she says.
Baek Chun settled the situation with a small smile.
“You must be pleased with your son.”
“Ha… Wasn’t it just chance?”
Baek Chun immediately corrected jo-humble Pyeong’s words.
“It’s not by chance.”
“…….”
“It’s Jo-Gol’s talent.”
Jo-eyes Pyeong’s flitted a little.
“You can’t beat a Tang Family direct descendant by chance. This is the result of Jo-Gol’s nonstop training on Mount Hua. I understand Sahaesanghweda Master’s concern that his child will be praised and mistreated, but good performance necessitates proper treatment.”
“I accept what you say with humility.”
Jo-Pyeong continued to nod.
It was a touching scene, but only one human present had a seizure just by hearing the words “Luck.”
“Excellent performance????”
“…….”
“…….”
Baek Chun and Yoon Jong both turned around at the same time.
‘What are you going to do now?’
‘Chung Myung, shut up. Please stop talking! ‘
Their desperation, however, did not reach Chung Myung.
“If you praise him too much, he’ll end up in the coffin!”
Jo-Gol recoils.
“I explained it to you that way! Do it correctly!”
“Yes.”
Jo-Gol let out a sigh and bowed his head.
‘How come he always says the correct thing?’
Jo-Gol seemed to understand why the loyalists who remained in history were so short-lived at this point. If he continues to listen to it, he will realize that the right words are more hurtful than the wrong ones.
“…but I managed to avoid it.”
“If you had thought it right, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt!”
“That is correct, but……”
Jo-Gol smacks his lips together.
Chung Myung didn’t just teach them a simple training method. He’s told them numerous stories about how to deal with the various crises they’ll face in Murim.
Of course, it was difficult to accept it because he mentioned it when he beat them like a dog during training or when he was next to someone who collapsed from exhaustion.
Anyway!
There was definitely an explanation for the same situation as yesterday’s duel among them.
– What is the point of a one-shot kill? Because it kills with a single blow? Because it is so strong? No. They will perish if they are unable to kill their opponent with it. It means that after using it, either the opponent or the user is dead.
– …….
– But what if that blow doesn’t kill the enemy? You’ll perish! You must block your centre body when you see an enemy attempting a one-shot kill. Unconditionally!
No one dies from losing just one arm, so the strike must target the area that can kill people with a single strike.
And it will almost certainly be mostly the center of the body, from the head to the groin.
As a result, if the opponent employs the finishing blow, it is best to avoid it horizontally.
‘I’ve heard it about 36 times. No, it could be something more.’
Jo-Gol might not have been able to defeat Tang Zhan if it hadn’t occurred to him at the last moment.
On the other hand, Chung Myung complained that it was too late to come up with the idea.
‘That is correct as well. ‘Come on, let’s go.’
Jo-Gol bit his lower lip bitterly.
Jo-Pyeong regarded the scene with perplexed eyes.
Chung Myung, who appears to be Saje, is right to berate Jo-Gol. He’s a businessman who prioritizes merit over all else. He believed who can make more money is more important than status or hierarchy, and such people should be given more weight.
If they have the ability, they should learn as a disciple, even if it is only to one Saje.
Then there are two reasons for his surprise right now.
The first is that he does not consider Jo-Gol’s victory over Tang Zhan to be particularly noteworthy.
The second is…..
‘Is he really that gifted?’
Chung Myung’s treatment of Jo-Gol, and Jo-Gol’s acceptance of it, is as natural as water. That is, Chung Myung is typically someone who advises and teaches Jo-Gol.
‘Who in the world is that kid?’
Jo-Pyeong was the one who couldn’t hide his children’s surprise and Mount Hua’s surprise at the same time.
Aside from Chung Myung, it is obvious that Baek Chun is more powerful than Jo-Gol. Can’t he tell by Jo-Gol’s attitude toward Baek Chun?
Furthermore, Yoo Iseol is Jo-Gol’s Sago, and Yoon Jong is also Jo-Gol’s Sahyung, so they will not be weaker than Jo-Gol.
‘Mount Hua isn’t even the dragon’s blood,’
How are so many talented people pouring in?
Jo-Pyeong nodded broadly as he examined the faces of the Mount Hua disciples.
He quickly drew his attention to himself after making up his mind in his mind, before he could say anything else.
“So.”
Everyone’s attention is focused on Jo-Pyeong.
Jo-Pyeong smiled as he approached Baek Chun.
“Did you say you’d go to Yunnan?”
“That’s correct.”
Jo-Pyeong gives the nod.
“I tried to talk him out of going to Yunnan because I was worried about it, but after seeing his duel yesterday, I changed my mind; would Yunnan be such a big problem with the people who raised that child so well?”
“Oh.”
Baek Chun’s face lit up.
“Then…….”
“Yes.”
Jo-Pyeong continues to explain as if he is willing to give everything.
“In fact, our Sahaesanghweda is continuing its relationship with Yunnan, so we can send a small amount of extras in the exchanges, and today happens to be the departure day for that, so please accompany us there.”
Baek Chun stood up and expressed his gratitude to Jo-Pyeong.
“Thank you very much, Sahaesanghweda Master.”
“Haha, what’s there to be thankful for? I should thank you for raising him so well. Thank you, Baek Sohyup.”
“The thanks do not belong to me…”
Baek Chun speaks with a smile as he looks at Chung Myung.
“Mount Hua’s elders and sect leader must accept it.”
“Of course, I’d like to visit the adults of Mount Hua at least once.”
Everything went swimmingly.
Baek Chun, who smiles at the prospect of completing a difficult task, inquires about a hint.
“When will the journey begin?”
“We’re leaving in the afternoon, so you can prepare after you finish your meal.” “I’m not at ease because I couldn’t properly serve the precious guest who came from afar and made them hurry up again.”
“Don’t say that, because that’s exactly what we wanted; what better hospitality can there be than this?”
“Haha, I appreciate your understanding.”
Baek Chun averted his gaze.
“Didn’t you hear what Sahaesanghweda Master said? Prepare to leave as soon as the meal is finished.”
“Yes!”
“Sasuk, yes!”
“You got it, Sasuk!”
“No, I’m not going to.”
“So, then, le……”
‘What?’
‘I believe something strange has just come in.’
Baek Chun’s head slowly turned.
Chung Myung stood there with his arms crossed and a frown on his face.
“……What?”
“No, I’m not going to.”
“…what do you dislike?”
“I won’t be there.”
“Would you rather not go where?”
“Yunnan.”
Baek Chun beamingly smiled.
‘Oh, you’re not going to Yunnan, are you?’ To Yunnan, perhaps?’
Krrtt.
The sound of Baek Chun grinding his teeth was audible.
Finally, the presence of Jo-Pyeong next to him exploded in his mind. Baek Chun’s mouth made a loud noise.
“No, you punk! We had a difficult time getting to Yunnan, but why now? What else is there to complain about, you son of a b*tc*?”
Baek Chun’s yells echoed throughout Sahaesanghweda.