Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 310
The Haewolru (해월루(海月樓)) village in Deungbong Peak (등봉(登封)) of Seongsan Mountain, where Shaolin is located, was filled with people.
Many visitors came to see Shaolin at Deungbong Peak.
Although Shaolin welcomes visitors, those who want to see Shaolin but do not want to follow the temple’s strict rules tend to flock to the villages beneath Seongsan Mountain.
Meanwhile, the Murim Competition was taking place, and the Haewolru of the Deungbong Peak was overrun with visitors who had no place to stand.
“Here! Here! Dongpa Meat, Luoyang Yeonchae! And a steaming bottle of Hwaju! Bring it right away!”
“Here’s a thin noodle, thin noodle!”
“Yes! Please be patient a little longer!”
The Waiter took orders and delivered food while sprinting until their soles were sweaty.
Everyone at the round table was preoccupied with the competition.
The main issue, of course, was Mount Hua’s advance.
“Who would have imagined it at first?”
“I know right. When this competition first started, I thought it would be a fierce battle between Shaolin and Wudang. If I add one more thing to that, shouldn’t it Namgung Family?”
“That’s right. That’s right.”
Those who were conversing continued to nod their heads.
“But Shaolin only left one in the quarterfinal, and Wudang also only has one left. Even Namgung Family left none disciple in the bracket.”
“Kekeke. Everyone must be agitated.”
Jungwon’s people were filled with subtle emotions.
Kangho people experienced twice the intensity of emotions while watching the massive mountain known as Ten Great Sect shake.
Subtle pleasure and subtly anxious feelings
In the Haewolru, the two emotions coexisted.
“But if it really goes like this, wouldn’t Mount Hua win?”
“Ei. Can’t believe it.”
“It’s something to be excited about. Mount Hua Divine Dragon is not yet at the rising star level. It’s a beast.”
“Come to think og it, even an Elder of any sects would not be able to unilaterally beat Namgung Dohui, the Mountain Breaking Sword. The reputation of being the best in the world was not a lie!”
“Of course! So isn’t it up to Mount Hua Divine Dragon to win the competition?”
When everyone was speaking excitedly, a man interrupted the mood with his words.
“But he can’t win.”
Those present looked at the fat man who had just cut and declared.
“Why do you think so?”
“Simple. Because this is Shaolin.”
“…what does that mean?”
The man shrugged in response.
“You don’t think Shaolin really held this competition for the sake of Kangho’s harmony, do you? If Shaolin wasn’t confident of winning this competition, they would never have done anything. Think about it. To lose in your own yard. What kind of shame is that?”
“Eum.”
“Now that I heard it.”
The corpulent man nodded.
“Mount Hua’s advance indeed is surprising, but winning is a different matter. Maybe Shaolin’s Hye Yeon will win.”
“Isn’t that still too arrogant? I think you’re ignoring Mount Hua too much. Of course, it would be too much to evaluate Mount Hua in this competition alone, but isn’t it clear that Mount Hua’s rising stars (Young Warrior/Disciples) are strong?”
“Tsk tsk tsk.”
With a click of his tongue, the fat man said.
“You still don’t get it. I’ve never overlooked Mount Hua. I’m just saying that Shaolin will not be beaten like this.”
“Eum.”
“Of course, Mount Hua will become a great sect. There are so many talented people, and they’re doing well. But Shaolin is Shaolin. There are enough talented people to kick their feet. Isn’t Shaolin the Millenium Beidou (천년북두(千年北斗)) of Kangho? No matter how great Mount Hua Divine Dragon is, he can’t beat Shaolin…….”
It was that exact moment.
Kwang!
A person walked in after the door burst open.
“Wha- What?”
“Who is that violent……? Who is he?”
Haewolru fell silent. Everyone blinked open their eyes.
‘Mount Hua Divine Dragon?’
‘He is Mount Hua Divine Dragon, right?’
‘What brings him here…?’
Everyone gathered here had traveled all the way to Shaolin to watch the Murim Competition. Such people will undoubtedly recognize the most talked-about competitor in the current competition.
But if there is an issue……
‘What makes him so angry?’
‘He appears to be enraged.’
‘Did he hear what was said?’
Mount Hua Divine Dragon Chung Myung’s face was distorted as he stormed through the door.
Chung Myung’s eyes darted from side to side silently. Those who made eye contact with him quickly lowered their gaze and averted their gaze.
‘You’re doomed if you make eye contact.’
‘Pretend you’re sleeping. Pretend you’re sleeping!’
Even if they didn’t pay much attention to Mount Hua, they couldn’t have missed one Shaolin rumor.
– Mount Hua Sinryong, the world’s most famous rising star, has the personality of a dog.
– Buddha will rise from his seat.
– Being involved brings nothing good.
Such rumors aren’t very effective, but…… the rumors about Mount Hua Divine Dragon Chung Myung were readily accepted.
Reason?
Do the people who are watching not have eyes?
There were so many witnesses because everyone was interested in the on-stage and off-stage competitors.
In the end, rumors about the character of Mount Hua Divine Dragon are now almost a public secret.
In such a hurry, everyone has no choice but to avoid their eyes.
Chung Myung flinched as he looked around with bloodshot eyes. Everyone in Haewolru flinched at the same time.
“Seat!”
Chung Myung entered Haewolry and sat in an empty seat in the corner.
“Waiter!”
“Yeeees! I’m on my way!”
“Here, here! First of all, meat! Give me any meat dishes, and drink! What’s your drink here?”
“We have all the drinks you can think of!”
“Then Baekju, five bottles for now!”
“Yes! Wait a minute! I’ll get you right away!”
“The drink first!”
“Yes!”
Chung Myung sighed and stretched on his chair as the Waiter rushed in.
“No, there are so many people in this small village!”
The door then reopened, allowing a few more people to enter.
“…how many times do I have to tell you that the door is opened by hand, not by kicking it? You rotten bastard!”
“Sasuk, just give up. It’s not him if he behaved.”
“Noodles. Noodles. Noodles.”
“…Samae. So relax, I’ll give you somen.”
“Noodles!”
Baek Chun encircled his face with his hand.
‘There is no such thing as a proper human being.’
With a bitter smile, Jo Gol said.
“Anyway, I’m glad we were able to find a seat. Why is there such a large population in the village……”
“That’s good to hear. I’m not sure what he would have done if we had gone around a few more times.”
Baek Chun went from store to store with Chung Myung, ordering alcohol without caring if they could even get a seat. As a result, he was forced to be embarrassed by the crowd that had gathered in the interim.
Seeing blood in Chung Myung’s eyes every time he returned after confirming that the tank was full was heartbreaking.
Baek Chun, who took Chung Myung’s seat and sat beside him, sighed with relief and a twinge of shame.
Other Mount Hua disciples soon followed him and sat down.
The Waiter appeared, carrying a bottle of liquor. Chung Myung snatched the bottle, pulled out the lid, and popped it into his mouth as soon as he set it down on the table.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Everyone smiled happily at his Adam’s apple, which was cheerfully moving.
“How can it be so unsightly?”
“It is like a bandit, a bandit. Aren’t you choosing the wrong mountain? You should have to go to a Nokrim (Thieves Mountain), I think it’s right to say that you came to Mount Hua by mistake.”
“As a matter of fact, Mount Hua is no different from Nokrim now…….”
“Jo Gol.”
“Yes?”
“Some things should not be said worldwide, even if they are true.”
“…I didn’t think thorough enough.”
Baek Chun, who had issued a stern warning, sighed once more.
“Kaaahhh!”
Chung Myung slammed the empty bottle to the ground.
It’s a happy scene that deserves to be celebrated. As long as the individual is not a Taoist.
It was a miracle, but people weren’t concerned with appearances. There were numerous places where Chung Myung’s actions could be observed.
They looked at the table where Mount Hua’s disciples sat and began to mutter lowly.
“Aren’t they Mount Hua’s disciples?”
“Yes, the young man in the middle is Mount Hua Divine Dragon, and the one sitting across him is Baek Chun, the Righteous Sword.”
“And aren’t everyone else doing well in this competition? That Young Mistress is Yoo Iseol, the second-class disciples who advanced to the quarterfinals, and next to him is Jo Gol, the third-class disciples who advanced to the quarterfinals too.”
“Oh, isn’t everyone so noble?”
Wiggle. (꿈틀.)
Jonggeut. (쫑긋.)
The ears of the Mount Hua disciples flinched and their mouths began to wriggle.
“I can’t believe the rising star who is leading Mount Hua are gathered in one place. It feels like opening my eyes anew.”
“They will not only lead Mount Hua. Aren’t they the ones who will also lead Kangho’s future?”
“That momentum is really unusual.”
Baek Chun coughed low in the air.
His face was uncharacteristically flushed.
‘I’m embarrassed.’
Of course, he is.
Has he ever been praised by someone this close as Mount Hua’s martial artist?
The disciples of the Ten Great Sect are subject to admiration and jealousy wherever they go, but Mount Hua’s disciples have never had such an experience.
Of course, they were greeted and cheered at Shaolin, but this and that feel very different.
“Righteous Sword is truly a handsome man.”
“Isn’t Yoo Iseol’s swordsmanship really beautiful? I’ve never seen such beauty in my life!”
“Mount Hua Divine Dragon is just as good as that.”
Baek Chun lowered his head in embarrassment.
‘I can hear it, you yangban.’
They are speaking quietly among themselves. However, there is no way that Mount Hua’s disciples will not hear it. Jo Gol and Yoon Jong were blushing, and Yoo Iseol was the only one who remained calm.
Huh? Chung Myung?
Chung Myung is now on his second bottle……. Chung Myung?
“I don’t know who the one next to him is, but the five have already begun to be called the Five Swords.”
“The Five Swords?” (오검(五劍))
“Mount Hua Five Sword? Or is it Plum Blossom Five Swords? Anyway, shouldn’t that refer to Mount Hua Divine Dragons, Baek Chun, Yoo Iseol, Jo Gol, and Yoon Jong, which is called the best rising star of Mount Hua?”
“It feels like Wudang Three Sword.”
“That’s right, that’s right.”
The Five Sword?
Baek Chun, who had been listening, blinked his eyes.
‘What is it? I’ve never heard of it.’
In many cases, the person himself does not realize their fame. Thanks to their great performance in the competition, the reputation of Mount Hua’s disciples was growing at an incredible rate at this moment.
“But isn’t it a little strange that it’s Five Sword?”
“Hm? What?”
“There are three people in the quarterfinal, but it is called Five Sword.”
“…… That’s not true. Baek Chun, the Righteous Sword, is said to be one of the most powerful rising stars in Mount Hua, although he withdrew due to injury. And Yoon Jong is…… Well, wasn’t his opponent that man?”
“Now that you mention it, it is.”
“Anyway, don’t argue with me. There’s no logic to a nickname that has already started spreading. Soon all of them will get a plausible nickname.”
Yoon Jong and Jo Gol’s lips began to twitch.
‘Nickname?’
They feel a bit restless.
To get a nickname means that the person will be talked about in Kangho. In other words, Jo Gol and Yoon Jong can now proudly present themselves in Kangho.
“You like it?”
When Chung Myung asked, the two coughed in vain.
“It’s good.”
“I guess that’s just how it is.”
“….. you seem to like it so much, though?”
“Keuhum.”
Chung Myung smirked at the sight.
‘There’s still a long way to go, you guys.’
In fact, considering what they have done, it is rather late for their reputation to spread. After the competition, their reputation will probably spread throughout Kangho.
Just then, the waiter came with the dishes. Chung Myung nodded when he saw it.
“Let’s fill our stomachs first. Waiter! Five more bottles of Baekju!”
“Stop drinking, you punk!”
“Why did you order five bottles when you have already emptied three bottles by yourself?!”
“Did a ghost who wasn’t able to drink alcohol before he died stuck itself to you?”
“A cup. A cup. A cup, please. A cup.”
It was when Mount Hua’s disciples began to chatter, rip off the chicken leg, and gobble up.
Squeak.
Haewolru’s door opened and a group of people entered.
A glance.
Baek Chun gave them a quick glance and gleamed his eyes.
‘Is it Beggar Union?’
Beggar Union is the sect of the beggars.
Usually, they beg to earn meals, but when there was an event like this, they often paid and used an establishment.
Of course, it may not be so pleasant from the establishment owner’s perspective, but they can’t kick out customers who pay.
“The seat…….”
Beggar Union’s beggars who came inside looked around for seats.
Baek Chun stopped paying attention and tried to concentrate on the food again.
“Huh?”
Then one of the beggars who was looking around opened his eyes wide and stepped forward.
“Are you Chosam?” (Chung Myung’s name when he was a beggar.)