Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 333
It’s still as if he can reach out and touch him.
Hair that is pitch black.
A beard that grew in abundance.
Glittering eyes and a smile as gentle as ever.
And…….
Zaha Divine Sword (자하신검(紫霞神劍).) which was always by his waist.
Chung Myung didn’t realize his gaze was fixed on the sword, as if it were about to fall off his head.
‘This comes out here?’
He smiled, as if taken aback.
He expected this and that, but he had no idea this would happen.
Zaha Divine Sword…..
Chung Myung smiled despondently, but Hyun Jong couldn’t help but look at the sword.
‘Great Virtuous Sword (대현검(大賢劍)) Cheon Mun…….’
How can he not know the name?
The man who led Mount Hua’s heyday. The name that will not disappear from Mount Hua’s history.
“H- How! How can this thing be in Shaolin?”
Hyun Jong, who is rarely angry, did not hide his rage and displayed great aggression. However, Bop Jeong did not blame Hyun Jong for being impolite. He would have done the same thing if they had changed their minds.
That is how vital this sword is to Mount Hua.
Divine Object. (신물(神物).)
A sacred object that symbolizes the sect.
Divine Objects represent the authority of the sect. Like Shaolin’s “Emerald Buddha Statue” (녹옥불장(綠玉佛杖)) sometimes exerts power beyond the authority of Bangjang.
Mount Hua, of course, has a Divine Object that symbolizes Mount Hua’s authority.
That is the essence of the Zaha Divine Sword.
From the point of view of a sect, it was an object that should never be lost along with Sect Leader Decree (장문령부(掌門令符)).
“Does it mean that Shaolin has been keeping this item since it was lost at Hundred Thousand Mountain?”
“No way.”
Bop Jeong shook his head.
“It’s only recently that we found this thing. And Shaolin had to pay a huge price to get our hands on this Zaha Divine Sword.”
Hyun Jong’s beard shook.
This sword has been with Mount Hua throughout its history and represents its authority. It was also an item that had to be recovered because Mount Hua had very few relics from the past.
“I’ll return the sword to Mount Hua in exchange for my request.”
“…….”
Hyun Jong clenched his teeth.
Going to the North Sea to find out what’s going on is not easy. However, leaving the sword alone and backing away was not an easy task.
Bop Jeong smiled, as if he understood Hyun Jong’s feelings.
“If the price is this Zaha Divine Sword, it’s not a bad deal for Mount Hua either.”
Bop Jeong’s smile exuded confidence.
And the reason for that assurance was obvious.
The last thing a sect wants to lose is Divine Object. A sect’s authority is destroyed when it loses its Divine Object. In other words, the sect’s authority can be strengthened only by recovering the lost Divine Object.
Mount Hua is currently gaining momentum in its ascent. The symbolic significance of reclaiming the Zaha Divine Sword for such a sect cannot be underestimated.
As a result, Hyun Jong will be unable to reject this proposal. Never.
Bop Jeong closed the box and placed it on the table after resheathing the sword in its scabbard. He then pushed it all the way up to Hyun Jong.
“Sect Leader can take this sword now if you want.”
“… now?”
“Honestly, Shaolin and Mount Hua aren’t having a good relationship right now. What’s so hard about rewarding someone you trust first?”
Hyun Jong’s hips were slightly shaken.
He knows.
Bop Jeong would never have given up that sword with good intentions alone. While it could be for a plot, investigating the North Sea can be harder than Bop Jeong said.
Nevertheless, Hyun Jong could not easily make a decision.
That sword represents the glory of the past Mount Hua.
It is a symbol of the colorful Mount Hua that can only be remembered now, at the same time as being a relic of said sect. How can he give up easily?
As soon as Hyun Jong tried to answer with his lips clenched, Chung Myung, who was watching the situation, suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Zaha Divine Sword.
“Hm?”
He calmly brought the sword and slowly drew it out.
The Zaha Divine Sword, which was completely exposed, shone white in the sunlight reflected into the room.
Chung Myung, who was still looking at the sword, slowly reached out and put his finger on the sword.
Hyun Jong and Bop Jeong held their breath at the same time.
They don’t know why, but they feel like they shouldn’t disturb him now.
It’s not in the mood.
His expression, which cannot be described in words, closed the mouths of the two giants.
‘Chung Myung.’
Hyun Jong just looked at Chung Myung without saying a word.
Sometimes, the child shows such a side. And every time, Hyun Jong had to be silent in front of the unknown weight Chung Myung.
Chung Myung slowly closed his eyes.
It looked like a picture.
He closed his eyes with his hands on the sword and opened his eyes very slowly and raised his head.
It was only then that Hyun Jong solidified his mind.
‘Zaha Divine Sword word must be in Mount Hua.’
Seeing Chung Myung holding that sword convinced him. That sword should always be in the hands of Chung Myung and sweep the world.
“At Bangjang request, Mount Hua…….”
Tok!
At that moment, Chung Myung put the sword into the scabbard and placed it on the table. Then, he stared at the sword with a slightly troubled face.
“Hmm.”
Bop Jeong smiled quietly. The fact that Chung Myung kicked a fuss when it’s related to Shaolin showed such a reaction, won’t it already be like a victory?
“Sodojang, if you want, I can give the Zaha Divine Sword here. The price for the well-being of Kangho, so Shaolin is not giving orders to Mount Hua. Don’t you think so?”
Chung Myung shook his head. As if Bop Jeong was not wrong. Then, he lifted his head and opened his mouth as he looked at Bop Jeong.
“And?”
“……huh?”
‘And?’
‘What else?’
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
When asked by Bop Jeong, Chung Myung asked again.
“What else are Bangjang going to give us?”
“… more?”
Bop Jeong tilted his head this time.
“You’re saying we should give something else than Mount Hua’s Divine Object? What does Sodojang mean…….”
Bop Jeong stopped talking and shut up.
It was because Chung Myung’s face was clearly distorted.
“Bangjang.”
“…….”
Chung Myung shook his head left and right for a moment. Then soon he tilted to one side and said.
“Since Banjang live in this deep mountain, Bangjang seem to have no sense of reality.”
“…….”
‘Deep in the mountains?’
‘A sense of reality?’
Chung Myung tapped the Zaha Divine Sword on the table.
“What’s the price for bringing a piece of worn-out iron with you? Just by sitting still, the merchant comes and give Bangjang money, so everything must’ve seemed easy. Even Beggar Union’s beggars will be smashed and kicked out when they beg like that. Right?”
“P- Piece of iron?”
Bop Jeong’s eyes widened.
Did he just say the Divine Object of Mount Hua was just an iron?
“Wa- Wait. Mount Hua Divine Dragon. You don’t seem to understand what I’m saying, it’s Mount Hua’s Divine Object.”
“What about it?”
“… Don’t you know? It’s Mount Hua’s Divine Object!”
“Oh, I know. But what about it?”
Chung Myung picked his ears.
“Don’t you know what Divine Object means in a sect?”
“What a strange man.”
“…yes?”
Bop Jeong looks blankly at Chung Myung.
“No. If I’m Mount Hua’s member, why would Bangjang decide what that sword means in Mount Hua? It’s not like Bangjang setting the number of bowls in other people’s homes.”
“Uh…….”
Bop Jeong became a honeyed mute. He glanced at Hyun Jong just in case, but he was not that different either.
Hyun Jong was also staring blankly at Chung Myung with a ridiculous face.
“Chu- Chung Myung. No, but it’s our Divine Object…..”
“What divine object? Divine Object is just a thing that the people from a sect randomly decided as they gathered and wentwent.
‘This is our symbol from now on.’
On a thing that’s more or less expensive and seemed pretty. It’s not like it came down from the sky.”
Chung Myung said indifferently.
“It’s just a thing. Why do you attach so much meaning to something? It doesn’t mean that Mount Hua isn’t Mount Hua if we don’t have that, and it doesn’t make Mount Hua great even if we have that, but we should do crazy things like go to the North Sea to get a piece of a sword? The North Sea?”
Chung Myung’s eyes began to twitch. Hyun Jong flinched and thought.
‘N- No, but it’s Divine Object…..’
‘What the hell did this guy learn and grow up?’
Their bewildered eyes poured on Chung Myung.
But Chung Myung just grinned nonchalantly.
“Well, of course, we could sell it for money if we could get our hands on it, but it doesn’t make sense for the disciples to be in danger because of Divine Object. Which ancestor would value this more than the descendant?”
“…….”
At this point, Bop Jeong couldn’t find anything else to say. The desire to do so has disappeared.
Chung Myung gently rolled his thumb and forefinger in front of him, making a round shape.
“Anything else? Money, or…… Money? Oh, a bill sounds good. A slip, or a jewel…….”…….”
“Chung Myung. Aren’t they all the same thing?”
“Oh, right. But…….”
Chung Myung smirked and pushed the Zaha Divine Sword again toward Bop Jeong.
“Thinking about it, I don’t think it’ll be worth the trouble. This seems like a really good sword, so keep it well and use it.”
Chung Myung rose from his seat as if he had nothing more to say.
Then Hyun Jong also rose up awkwardly afterward.
“Then.”
Chung Myung turned around and Bop Jeong hurriedly reached out and shouted.
“Sodojang! The story isn’t over yet!”
“So?”
He spoke more and more quickly, looking rather perplexed.
“If you don’t like the price offered, I’ll change it. It’s a job for the world.”
“Ah. That’s right. The world. That’s very important.”
Chung Myung turned his body around and straightened his posture. And with such a serious face, he looked at Bop Jeong.
“Mount Hua’s past commitment to the world remains as infinite pride in the hearts of the disciples, Bangjang.”
Bop Jeong closes his mouth.
He was stabbed in the sore spot again.
“Of course, that’s…”
“I’m not trying to dig up the past. Mount Hua lost many things, but it also gained many things.”
“…….”
“So…….”
Chung Myung smiled.
“So I hope Shaolin can feel that pride.”
“…….”
The smile on the face was so bright that he was speechless.
“I’m sure Shaolin can pull it off without a hitch! I’ll do my best to support you in Shaanxi, so make sure to uncover the traces of that evil Magyo and save Kangho from Demon Cult!”
“N- No….”
“Who else would dare to do this if it wasn’t Shaolin. Right? Sect Leader?”
Hyun Jong nodded with a blank face.
“R- Right.”
“Keuh. That’s right, that’s right. This can only be done by Shaolin. Cheer up, Bangjang! If Banjang needs to use the Zaha Divine Sword when Bangjang fight with Magyo, please use it well. The blade is still alive. Then.”
Chung Myung gently shook his hand, then opened the door and walked out.
Seeing Hyun Jong follow suit with a possessed face, Bop Jeong shouted urgently again.
“Are you sure you’re going to give up the Divine Object of your ancestors? Is that Mount Hua’s choice?”
Chung Myung, who was about to go back, turned his head.
Bop Jeong flinched in his eyes as if looking at something pathetic.
Chung Myung grinned.
“To hell with Divine Object.”
Sword is a sword.
It’s just a sword.
Even if that sword was a relic of Mount Hua, even if that sword was Cheon Mun Sahyung’s, it is nothing more than just a sword.
The meaning of Mount Hua is not distinct in such a sword.
It is Mount Hua’s will that the disciples followed, and it is Mount Hua’s will that it is incorporated into Mount Hua’s swordsmanship. How can a single piece of iron contain such a deep heart?
And crucially…….
‘I’m the ancestor, you punk.’
Where do you call ancestors in front of Chung Myung?
The intent of ancestors is here, and it’s ridiculous to say that piece of metal is a Divine Object.
“Shaolin would use it well.”
Chung Myung walked without hesitation. And looking at the blue sky that spread out before him, he smiled.
Even if Cheon Mun had heard it himself, the result would not have changed. What is the importance of a mere iron?
– No, you punk! I’ll have to get it back though!
‘Huh?’
‘You think so?’
“Then come and retrieve it yourself.”
‘Aigoo, my body hurts all over so i can’t do it for you.’
‘Kikikik.’