Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 356

Buuung!

The sword slashed through the air.

Buuung!

Once more, and once more.

Even after numerous repetitions, the sword, which was struck down from the top of the head, showed no disruption.

A standard form

It was a flawless move that could be considered the standard.

Thud.

Even if the sword remains unchanged, the human body cannot help but change.

Sweat had soaked through the sword-clothes. wielder’s Swinging the sword, the sweat beads on his sleeve dispersed in all directions.

‘Six thousand seven hundred forty-nine!’

Buuung!

The sword was swung again.

‘Six thousand seven hundred and fifty!’

Kkuuk.

The toe pressed firmly against the ground, as if it was about to pierce the shoe. It is closer to asceticism than training to be able to repeat the same movement perfectly without even a single inch of shaking.

But this young swordsman was honing his asceticism-like training.

‘Six thousand seven hundred fifty-one!’

“Sahyung!”

But then a sudden voice shook the perfect sword’s edge.

Flinch.

Isong Baek kept his mouth shut and his gaze fixed on the tip of his sword.

‘Failure.’

The target was to hit 10,000 perfect strikes. But didn’t the sword’s edge tremble once?

When the voice owner saw him like that, he quickly apologized.

“Oh…. I’m- I’m sorry. Sahyung.”

Isong Baek shook his head, wiping off the sweat.

“It’s not your fault.”

“But…….”

“A sword that such a small thing can shake is useless in real life. It’s because of my lack of training. Rather, thanks to you, I should be grateful that I realized my shortcomings.”

At the calm words, Hwa Sodo (화소도) couldn’t hide his admiration.

‘He’s a very different man than back then.’

Of course, Isong Baek in the past was not ashamed of the title of Rare Talent. (기재)

However, after the Jonghwa Conference, he became an incomparable person to the past. The change was so rapid that he was once ostracized, but now many of Southern Edge Sect’s disciples were trying to imitate Isong Baek.

Change.

A small but big change has already begun.

“But what’s the matter?”

“Ah……!”

Hwasodo nodded loudly, recalling what he was about to say.

“Sahyung. It is said that Mount Hua is opening a subsidiary sect in Xian.”

“Hm? Mount Hua?”

“Yes! I heard they’re building the hall right now.”

Isong Baek made a slight frown.

“What’s the big deal? What’d you make such a fuss?”

“No, Sahyung! Because of that, Righteous Sword and Mount Hua Divine Dragon are staying in Xian now!”

“You mean Chung Myung Dojang?”

Isong Baek’s expression changed completely.

“Is that true?”

“……Y- Yes! It’s true.”

Hwasodo delivered his words at the intense reaction and was even more surprised.

Isong Baek was always serious like a rock and has never been so surprised in recent years.

“Chung Myung Dojang…….”

Isong Baek murmured quietly and glanced down the mountain.

After thinking for a while, he had a smile on his lips as if he had regained his composure.

“Really, you are a person who never rests.”

How long has it been since the end of the competition? But he’s now starting a new job again?

‘Don’t be so ahead of yourself.’

He is a man of no mercy.

Shouldn’t he also consider the circumstances of those who are pursuing him?

“Did Elders know that, too?”

“Yes, they do. But they didn’t show any particular response.”

“I suppose so.”

Isong Baek nodded silently.

Now is not the time for Southern Edge Sect to pay attention to such a place.

Southern Edge Sect realized what mistakes they had made at the Murim Competition.

‘If this continues, Southern Edge Sect will lose its soul.’

The Sect Leader also seemed to have realized the fact. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made such a bold decision.

It is not an easy decision to have a period of at least one year to ban all external activities and sort out internal matters.

Someone might say it’s only a year. But…

‘That’s not it.’

As one sect grows, of course, interests are bound to follow. Even with just one year of rest, Southern Edge Sect will have to suffer a huge financial loss, and they may lose their external influence.

But didn’t Mount Hua show them that all of that is futile without the root of ‘Martial Arts’?

Southern Edge Sect needs to regain its roots. No matter how long it takes.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“But Sahyung…….”

“Whether Xian falls into Mount Hua’s hands or Mount Hua shakes the world, it has nothing to do with us today. We must learn what they have done, not what they have produced.”

Hwasodo nodded quietly.

“Yes, Sahyung. I’ll keep that in mind.”

Isong Baek nodded and grabbed the sword again.

“But Sahyung…….”

“Yes?”

Hwasodo hesitated a little and said,

“If you have finished your personal training, can you guide the Saje? Many people want to learn from Sahyung.”

Isong Baek smiled.

“From now on, don’t worry about my personal training, and if you have any questions, just ask and come to me anytime.”

“Would that be all right?”

Isong Baek nodded with a smile on his face when asked by Hwasodo.

‘Chung Myung Dojang would have said so, of course.’

The strength of an individual is of little significance.

What matters is that Mount Hua grows, not him.

Even though it seems like a waste of time right now, he learned from Chung Myung that this is a faster way in the end.

“Come on, let’s make time to train together. If anyone wants, tell them to come out to my training place from tomorrow morning.”

“Then I’ll them just that, Sahyung! I’m sure many people will like it!”

“Yes.”

Isong Baek, who was looking at Hwasodo’s figure running out of excitement, suddenly came up with something and called him back.

“Sodo.”

“Yes?”

“…Did Daesahyung hear the story?”

Hwasodo looked back and tilted his head.

“I don’t know. He’s so busy.”

“…eum, I see.”

“Yes, then.”

As he disappeared, Isong Baek let out a sigh he had been holding back.

Jin Geum Ryong, who returned to Southern Edge Sect after the Murim Competition, barely showed up, only going back and forth between the dormitory and the underground training center.

‘It’s almost like a closed-door training.’

There were also voices of concern and worry, but Isong Baek was not as worried about Jin Geum Ryong as the other disciples.

‘Sahyung is a strong man.’

He also saw Jin Geum Ryong.

A wall that can never be crossed as it is.

Then there is one of two things to do. Either give up or try something beyond what you’ve been doing.

Perhaps Jin Geum Ryong is testing his wall again. To overcome Chung Myung Dojang.

‘Well… … It’s also because he’s a person who bullies many people.’

His gaze was towards the far bottom of the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain is Xi’an. And there will be Chung Myung in that Xian.

“I’m sure it’ll be different next time we see each other, Chung Myung Dojang.”

‘I am.’

And Southern Edge Sect.

It’s still a long way to go, but it is important to take a steady step toward that path.

And Isong Baek was confident that he would not be inferior to anyone in the world in that aspect.

Looking down the mountain with sunken eyes, he smiled and clenched his sword tightly.

‘I’m sure Chung Myung Dojang is doing his best to train.”‘

‘I won’t lose.’

Like Chung Myung, if he has a passion and heart for thinking about his task, he can reach where he is someday!

* * *

“What? Lie down?”

“…….”

Wei So-haeng’s mouth was dripping with saliva.

‘Something… … Something is wrong.’

Stupidly.

It was not until this point that Wei So-haeng realized that there was a huge gap between what he thought was “training” and what Mount Hua’s disciples called “training.”

What is the sect’s training?

Isn’t it the best way to cultivate the sect to lead the one who follows and the one who follows to do their best while looking at the back of the previous one?

But it’s like…….

‘Is it hell?’

His eyelids twitched.

His mouth tasted sweat, and his whole body was soaked, making him shiver.

‘Was training always this hard?’

Of course, training is hard. Isn’t that too obvious?

However, the intensity of this training now differed from what he thought so far.

‘I- I’m going to die at this rate.’

Wei So-haeng managed to barely turn his head. Then, he could see the sight of the Huayin Sect’s disciples, who became rag and scattered.

“Ugh …….”

“I- I’m going to die…….”

Those who are struggling are in better shape.

Those who fainted with foam in their mouths were so miserable that he couldn’t even open their eyes to see them… ….

‘Father?’

‘No, wait.’

Did he just see Wei Lishan among the fainted people?

‘Am I mistaken?’

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

Then Wei So-haeng heard Chung Myung clicking his tongue in his ear.

“This is subsidiary sect is.”

Chung Myung sat with his legs crossed and clasped his chin with a sullen face.

Despite Chung Myung looking at them as pathetic, Wei So-haeng could not refute it.

‘I thought it was easy.’

Seeing Mount Hua in action, he just loved it.

Wei So-haeng, in a way, was also a member of Mount Hua. How could it not have been pleasant to see the main sect enhancing its reputation and overwhelming the other sects?

However, while Wei So-haeng watched Chung Myung and his group with his own eyes, he did not pay much attention to how hard they had been training.

‘Right. Nothing can be obtained without a price.’
Mount Hua’s disciples were still training onn the other side of the fallen Huayin Sect’s discipleg.

“You’re out of shape, you bastards!”

“Argh!”

Baek Chun walked between them with a ghostly face.

‘Crazy.’

They were struggling to withstand even bare training, and Mount Hua’s disciples were digesting several times as much training as they did, with heavy lead hanging all over their bodies.

Even still alive.

“Euaaaa! I’ll kill you one day!”

“I’m making you strong! Sahyung or whatever, I’ll be just!”

“Chung Myung! Chung Myung you dog! Chung Myung you pig bastard!”

‘Oh, of course…….’

‘I think they’re also out of their mind.’

In any case, continuing that practice regardless of whether you are conscious or not is truly amazing.

Wei So-haeng thought that Mount Hua’s strength might come from the strength of the body, not from swordsmanship.

“Well, still.”

Chung Myung nodded as he peeked through the Huayin Sect’s disciples.

“I think you may take a breath.”

“…but teaching the disciples with this…”

Wei So-haeng sighed as he leaned down.

‘Did we think too easily?’

Huayin Sect is the subsidiary sect of Mount Hua.

However, now that he thinks about it, Huayin Sect only had the title of a subsidiary sect, but they were not enough to claim to be the subsidiary sect of Mount Hua that began to make its name in the world.

Thinking about it like that.

Huayin Sect is the representative of Mount Hua’s subsidiary sect. However, didn’t Huayin Sect ask for help from the main sect because they could not handle Jongdogwan, one of the many Wudang’s subsidiaries sects?

‘Can we really do this?’

Wei So-haeng’s facial anxiety is beginning to grow evident. Then Chung Myung smirked.

“Why? Are you afraid to do it?”

“I- It’s not like that, but…….”

Wei So-haeng forced himself to stand up.

Having barely sat down, he lifted his trembling jaw and looked at Chung Myung.

“Rather than being scared… I realized how lacking we are. Could we just open the sect like this…….”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“…Yes?”

Chung Myung stared at Wei So-haeng with his chin propped up.

“You’re more arrogant than I thought. Were you thinking of making a perfect sect from scratch?”

“……but of course not.”

“Look.”

Chung Myung pointed his chin at Mount Hua’s disciples.

“A few years ago, they weren’t even like a human.”

“What are you saying!”

“No, it’s not wrong.”

They were the disciples of Mount Hua who did not stop their training while screaming with their mouths.

“It’s not all about accepting new disciples. That’s just increasing the number of disciples. The key to this opening is to strengthen Huayin Sect itself.”

“…….”

“Can you do it?”

Wei So-haeng bit his lips tightly.

“I don’t know if I can do it or not, but…….”

And soon, his eyes lit up, and stared at Chung Myung.

“If I endure this training, can Huayin Sect be as strong as Mount Hua?”

“You’re saying the obvious.”

“Then!”

At Chung Myung’s convincing words, Wei So-haeng’s heart stretched out.

“I won’t, at least, give up.”

Chung Myung smiled and nodded.

“You should.”

He looked at the disciples of the Huayin Sect one by one. Everyone was looking at his side with dying gazes.

‘This might be better than I thought.’

‘Keuh.’

‘Not only Mount Hua Sect, but also the subsidiary sect!’

‘Sahyung!’

‘Cheon Mun Sahyung!’

‘Shouldn’t Sahyung acknowledge me at this point?’

– You still a hundred years behind, you bastard. In my day. I…

‘Aaa, done. It’s done!’

‘Anyway, that old man!’

‘Hng!’

Thus, the day came when a subsidiary sect of Mount Hua in Xian was opened.