Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 479
‘What else are you going to do?’
The disciples of Mount Hua couldn’t hide their concern when they saw Chung Myung’s smile.
Their stomachs had grown large enough to allow them to eat and drink calmly at the North Sea Ice Clan, which was enemy territory, but the situation in which Chung Myung smiled made even their hearts shrink.
They were so tense that a cold sweat ran down their backs, and they were staring at Chung Myung with concern.
On the other hand, Chung Myung just smiled, as if he knew how they felt.
No, I don’t think so.
‘He must have an idea.’
They tried to calm down their slightly trembling hearts. No matter how much Chung Myung is, he wouldn’t cause trouble here…….
“Did you know Shaolin sends us?”
“Keuk.”
“Keehuk!”
……He was a man who will go to an extra extent.
Everyone panicked at once.
‘How can you say that out loud, you crazy punk!’
‘Dear Yuanshi Tianzun. Please! Please! Pleaaaasee!’ (One of the highest deities of Taoism.)
‘Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha.’
With trembling hands, Hye Yeon rolled the string of beads.
Chung Myung remained calm even though the rest of the group opened their ax eyes and glared at him. It wouldn’t be Chung Myung if he was concerned.
But the most perplexed man here is…… It was Seol Chonsang.
He looked blankly at Chung Myung.
‘What’s with this guy?’
Of course, if he doesn’t expect Shaolin to send them, he’s not qualified as Clan Leader.
But he never thought they’ll say it so casually. This would not have been expected even if his grandfather came.
“… From Shaolin?”
“Yes.”
Seol Chonsang desperately managed to keep a straight face.
“Shao… lin. Why did they send you guys to the North Sea?”
Chung Myung smiled and looked at him.
“Oh, I don’t know the details.”
“Hm?”
“I heard that Shaolin sent a man to spy here, but that yangban died.”
“Brrrttt!”
Baek Cheon spat out all the water he was drinking.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on him, but Baek Cheon stared blankly at Chung Myung, not even thinking about wiping his mouth.
‘Is he really crazy?’
‘No.’
Even if everyone here knows that Chung Myung is always out of his mind, shouldn’t there be a degree of madness?
Everyone was nervous and looked closely at Seol Chonsang’s complexion.
Seol Chonsang replied slowly in a slightly subdued voice.
“…what does that mean?”
“Ei, we don’t know. Shaolin Bangjang said so.”
“…….”
“In fact, it’s not like we can ask a person who is the head of Shaolin this and that, right? You know that well.”
“R- Right.”
Hye Yeon’s face, which had been listening quietly, began to twitch.
‘You asked the very person!’
No, the expression ‘Asking’ is not enough.
Chung Myung would be the only one who would hit Shaolin’s Bangjang Bop Jeong like that even if he searched throughout Jungwon. After even the skillful Bop Jeong freaked out and lost his words, he what?
He can’t ask?
“That snout……!”
“Hahaha. Monk! Have some of this!”
Jo Gol quickly stuffed Hye Yeon’s mouth full of stir-fried vegetables.
Seol Chonsang looked like he didn’t know what to say.
‘Is he really a thoughtless man?’
That can’t be true.
Aside from the fact that he is a rising star who is known as Mount Hua Divine Dragon in Jungwon, Shaolin Bangjang could not have sent a thoughtless man to the North Sea.
Then how the hell should he understand this situation?
“So you’re here to check that out?”
“No.”
“…….”
Seol Chonsang tilted his head as he looked at Chung Myung, who answered naturally.
“Then what?”
“We came just because we were told to go. What power do we have to refuse to do what the Shaolin Bangjang asks us to do? If they say black, then it’s black”.
The disciple who heard the word bowed their heads in guilt.
‘I didn’t expect that I would feel sorry for Shaolin.’
‘Did he leave his conscience in Jungwon?’
‘Does he have one in the first place?’
In return for coming to the North Sea, he was the man who pulled half the pillar of Shaolin. If a person has the least conscience, he shouldn’t say that.
Baek Cheon glanced into Hye Yeon’s eyes.
He looked calm with his eyes closed, but…….
“Monk.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t cry.”
“…….”
Hye Yeon wiped his eyes.
Chung Myung just shrugged, completely ignoring the complaint.
“That’s why we’re here. I wanted to see what kind of place it is and expand my knowledge.”
“Hmm, I see.”
Seol Chonsang nodded as if he had understood.
“That’s why I’m asking, do you know something about the man from Shaolin?”
Seol Chonsang smirked at Chung Myung’s nonchalant question.
“I don’t know why you’re asking me that. How long did it take you to get here?”
“It took more than a month.”
“Yes, the North Sea is that far from Jungwon, and it’s a very large place. No matter how much I am as the Leader of the North Sea Ice Clan, I don’t know everything that goes on in the North Sea.”
“Certainly.”
Chung Myung nodded as if he understood.
“And to put it bluntly, isn’t Shaolin, the one who sent a spy to another sect, rude?”
“Ah, I totally agree with that. Shaolin has that side. When they do something to others, these yangbans do it like it was fine to make others angry. Tsk tsk tsk tsk…….”
Twitch.
Jo Gol and Yoon Jong smiled and pressed Hye Yeon’s robes.
‘Calm down, Monk. Calm down.’
‘It’s not like he’s doing it because he has a bad feeling….. No, I don’t think it’s just a bad feeling.’
Chung Myung grinned and checked again.
“Then you’re saying that it’s something you don’t know about?”
“That’s right.”
“That’s enough.”
Chung Myung nodded at Seol Chonsang’s words.
“Since the Ice Clan is innocent and Shaolin is suspicious, we will stay for a few days and look around the Ice Clan. If the Leader of the Ice Clan is confident, can’t we prove his innocence to Shaolin?”
Then Seol Chonsang said without changing his expression.
“You’re going to look around the Ice Clan?”
“Can’t we?”
“There’s no reason not to.”
Contrary to everyone’s concerns, Seol Chonsang nodded coolly.
“Stay at ease. I happen to have a question for you, so it could be a good time for both of us.”
“Keuh, you’re so generous! Here’s a cup!”
“Haha. You’re a very interesting person.”
Chung Myung filled Seol Chonsang’s cup with alcohol.
The two clashed their cup and drank it at once.
Seol Chonsang, who put down the cup, said with a friendly smile.
“Then it means that you have come all the way to this far place with your backs pushed for a result.”
“Oh, not necessarily.”
“Huh? Then?”
“We also have things we want to get from the Ice Clan.”
“Things?”
Seol Chonsang frowned slightly at the unexpected remark.
“Yes, it’s Ice Crystals. I really need this. Ice Crystal stock in Jungwon is thin right now. Can’t we get it out of here?”
“… Ice Crystals.”
A subtle look appeared on Seol Chonsang’s face. He sighed after brief thought.
“I don’t know if it’s right to tell this to foreigners…… Since you’ve been honest with me, I should do the same. There is a shortage of Ice Crystals in the North Sea right now.”
“… in the North Sea too?”
Chung Myung nodded as he tilted his head.
“Originally, the Ice Crystals itself cannot be easily obtained. As if digging into a gold mine and seeking gold, you can only find one if you dig into a mountain of ice. That’s how precious it is.”
“Aah.”
“But lately, even that hasn’t been going well.”
“So you can’t get it?”
“How can that be the case?”
Seol Chonsang smiles.
“The North Sea never treats its guests badly. I can’t send a guest from far away empty-handed, so I’ll hand over the Ice Crystals as soon as we get it.”
“Keuh! As expected!”
Chung Myung grabbed Seol Chonsang’s hand and shook it.
“You’re generous! As expected, the North Sea Ice Clan leader must be such a good person.”
“Hoho.”
Seol Chonsang took out his hand with an awkward face. And quietly stood up from his seat.
“Anyway, that’s enough for today. Let’s take a rest and get rid of the fatigue you guys had from the travel. You must be tired because you’ve come a long way.”
Baek Cheon jumped up and captured Chung Myung before saying anything else.
“Thank you, Clan Leader-nim, for your consideration.”
“I want to talk to you longer, but it’s a pity that I can’t spend a lot of time because I’m so busy. I’ll pick a man for you, so feel free to talk to him if you need anything. They’ll figure it out right away.”
“Yes! Thank you.”
“Sure.”
Seol Chonsang smiled and turned away from the Banquet Hall.
Chung Myung smiled after confirming that all of his signs had disappeared.
“Is he a good person?”
Yoon Jong whispered in a small voice while making a face as if it was nonsense.
“Hey, you punk. How can the man who killed his brother and usurped the throne be good!”
“He’s a good man if he feeds us well!”
“…….”
Yoon Jong lost his words and closed his eyes tightly.
What else is there to say? The listener is Chung Myung.
Baek Cheon, who had been sitting there quietly, opened his mouth.
“I don’t know if he’s a good person, but…… He’s calmer than I thought.”
“Yes, it felt different from the leaders of a sect I’ve seen so far. Should I say he’s a little soft?”
“…… Is that man really…….”
Baek Cheon blurred the end of his speech as he looked at the door where Seol Chonsang went out.
Of course, there was no guarantee that what they saw would be Seol Chonsang’s true self. But in any case, from what they’ve seen so far, he didn’t seem like someone who would join hands with that cruel Magyo.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Yes?”
“What do you think?”
“What do I think?”
A meaningful look flashed in Chung Myung’s eyes.
“I don’t know. For now.”
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
‘First of all, there was no demon energy in his body.’
Chung Myung checked his energy a while ago when he held Seol Chonsang’s hand, but he couldn’t feel the humid and dark energy characteristic of demonic arts.
It means that he did not enter Magyo.
“There’s only one thing we need to do for now.”
“Yes. And that is!”
Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung with determined eyes.
Then Chung Myung then chinned at his front with meaningful eyes.
“If you don’t eat that meat, give it to me.”
“…….”
“They say even ghosts will have a beautiful color if they die after eating their fill, so we should eat first.”
“…….”
‘Uh…’
‘Right, that’s true.’
After finishing the meal, Mount Hua’s disciples headed to their room under the guidance of an attendant.
Seeing the room they were staying, they looked around the room in surprise.
“…… It’s really nice here.”
“I know right. I’ve been used to White Plum Dormitory a lot so it was good, but I feel shabby looking at this room.”
The Ice Clan is splendid. It was so great that their eyes were about to spin.
In any case, Mount Hua tends to pursue a frugal appearance as much as possible to avoid deviating from a Taoist’s duties, but the Ice Clan did not hesitate to show off their wealth and strength.
If they were to compare it, this could compete with the splendor of the Tang Family, but the Tang Family was also a place with a long history and not this luxurious.
“Then…….”
But Baek Cheon was not blinded by the splendor of the room. He looked directly at Chung Myung and asked straightforwardly.
“What are we going to do now?”
“Yes?”
“You’re not going to do anything for a few days for real, are you?”
“Well, that wouldn’t be bad, but…….”
Chung Myung tapped his belly and laughed.
“I should do what I have to do first.”
“What’s your goal?”
“It’s obvious. Information.”
It looked as if he had already thought about it as he answered firmly.
“Nothing these yangbans say is believable, and we don’t know anything about it. So let’s gather the information first.”
“Yes, that’s right. But what will we do when we don’t have a way?”
“What are you asking me?”
Chung Myung shrugged and strode toward the luggage that had been moved in the room in advance.
“Neither is this. Well… … Not this guy.”
Then he started looking for something, scrambling around the luggage. Baek Cheon looked at such him with a curious look.
“What are you doing…….”
“Oh! I found it!”
Chung Myung took a small bundle from the pile of luggage he had been rummaging throughout. It looked like it was something he had brought with him when they left Mount Hua.
“Is that something special here…….”
Before he could finish his sentence, Chung Myung pulled something black out of the bundle. Baek Cheon’s eyes became as big as a candle.
‘That- That crazy bastard!’
‘He brought that thing all the way to the North Sea?!’
“That… Why would you do that again!”
“Chu- Chung Myung! Calm down! This is the North Sea Ice Clan!”
“Please live with common sense, please!”
Mount Hua’s disciples freaked out and tried to stop him, but Chung Myung was adamant. There seemed to be no room for compromise.
“Since ancient times…….”
Chung Myung picked up the black mask he took out of the luggage, put it on his face, and proudly waved it while holding the black robes.
“This is the only way to get information!”
‘No, you crazy…….’