Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 497

Todododo!

Short legs sprinted swiftly across the snow.

After sprinting with full force, he stopped, looked around, and sprinted several times again.

Baek-ah, who quickly looked around again this time, started running again with his short legs again…. .

“Ouch!”

Ppoong!

Chung Myung kicked Baek-ah. Baek-ah, who soared into the air, quickly turned around, landed without showing any embarrassment, and took a defensive stance.

“What the hell, we’ve been running for three days! Are we going straight to them?”

When Chung Myung tried to rush in with his eyes fluttering, Mount Hua’s disciples rushed and grabbed him.

“Hold on! Be patient, Chung Myung!”

“Why do you have such a temper towards beasts!”

“To hell with the beast!”

A cold sweat broke out on the back of Baek-ah’s head, who froze like a stone.

“We’re definitely on the right track, aren’t we? We aren’t just going somewhere?”

‘Kii…’

“Go wherever you want.”

Chung Myung’s eyes were filled with cold blood.

“If you don’t find them properly, I’ll add a marten scarf to the Mount Hua Sect property list that day.”

Baek Cheon shook his head as he saw Baek-ah sweating more and more.

“Hey, Chung Myung-ah. You know it right, how could he find a man only relying on a smell in this vast North Sea?”

“He can’t?”

“Of course, he can’t.”

“So you said it’s a Mythical Creature that can’t do that and only does eating?”

“…….”

Chung Myung shouted with his eyes wide open as if to make Baek-ah listen.

“If it weren’t for him being a Mythical Creature, I would have made him into a scarf! Still, I fed and gave him a place to sleep, but he returns to his place if he doesn’t pay for it.”

“… Where is his place?”

“Where? Of course, it’s a warehouse!”

“…….”

Baek Cheon, who eventually gave up answering, grinned.

‘It’s not a matter of Taoism or anything.’

Ordinary people don’t do this. How can personality be so dirty from beginning to end, as if it was the evergreen tree of personality.

“No, I believed that big Maeng So yangban, but is he cheating? How can this be the best Mythical Creature in the world? All he does is shiver and eat!”

“… He caught a lot of fish.”

“He did a great job, huh!”

Yosa Hon, who was watching Mount Hua’s disciples, coughed loudly and hinted.

“… Dojang, I guess it’s better to change the way now… … .”

The guards and subordinates of the former Clan Leader who had consistently thrown the Ice Sword Squad down the cliff, hid in one of the hiding places of the Ice Clan in the past to repair their bodies.

But Yosa Hon refused to go with them and stuck with Mount Hua’s group.

It was important to lead them, but finding Seol So-baek’s whereabouts was several times more important than that. Mount Hua’s disciples had no choice but to allow him to accompany them, for that is true.

In the first place, it was one thing to find Seol So-baek, but persuading them to back to the Ice Clan is another matter. It was certainly helpful to have Yosa Hon in their group.

“That’s what I think, but…….”

Baek Cheon scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassed.

“Is there any other way?”

Then Yosa Hon sighed deeply.

“Dojang, don’t get me wrong, and listen.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“Han Yi-Myung was a very capable man.”

Baek Cheon tilted his head slightly puzzled by his remark.

“If he wanted to hide properly, it wouldn’t be easy for Dojang to find him.”

“Yes, that’s what we think.”

They must have been deliberately trying to hide themselves. That was already discussed among Mount Hua’s disciples.

“Now he’s hiding from the pursuit of the Ice Clan. We can’t find him unless he tries to show himself…….”

Kiiiit!

“…….

All eyes were on Baek-ah.

Baek-ah was pointing to one side with his front foot, stomping the ground with his short hind legs.

“… Hold on. Front paws?”

Yosa Hon opened his mouth wide.

What kind of marten is pointing at with his front foot, not his snout?

Mount Hua’s disciples also muttered with a bewildered faces.

“I don’t think that’s a marten.”

“It’s a Mythical Creature.”

“No. Even if it’s a Mythical Creature.”

Even if it’s a Mythical Creature, a beast is a beast….

However, Chung Myung’s eyes were sparkling without paying any attention to such things.

“You found them?”

‘Kiiik!’

“Really?”

‘Kiiik!’

With that confident nod, Chung Myung smiled pleasedly and stroked Baek-ah’s little head.

“If you’re lying, I’m really gonna make you into a scarf.”

Despite the terrifying threat, Baek-ah nodded confidently.

“Let’s go!”

‘Kiik!’

Baek-ah began to run like a lightning.

“Chase him!”

Even before the instructions were given, Mount Hua’s disciples sprinted after Baek-ah. Left alone, Yosa Hon dazed at them with a puzzled look and ran after them more quickly than ever.

And he thought.

‘Are they in the right mind?’

He can see that the marten is extraordinary.

But this is the North Sea. It would have been faster to find a grain of sand in the endless desert rather than find a person by the smell in this vast North Sea.

To be honest, it was clear that in this way, even if they searched for a month, not three days, they would not be able to find the urine Seol So-baek had left.

‘Did I trust them too much?’

Their martial art certainly made Yosa Hon’s tighten. The sword they showed was strong and powerful enough to break their doubt for what help the few people could give instantly.

But martial art is martial art. Experience is experience.

‘I overlook that they are still inexperienced young people…..’

“There’s something ahead.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!”

At that moment, Yosa Hon shouted. Then, the disciples of Mount Hua, who were running in front of him, looked back at him in wonder.

Yosa Hon unconsciously bowed his head and turned away from the gaze.

‘I can’t believe it.’

It’s not some kind of dog, but a marten is looking for people by smell?

There’s a limit to what’s unreasonable!

‘N- No. Not yet.’

Even if he finds something, there is no evidence that it is Seol So-baek. Maybe he just found someone who was passing by.

There was no reason to be so upset already.

It seems he has lost track of his thoughts since spending much time down the valley.

Feeling at ease after thinking that way, he coughed and lifted his head.

And…….

“There’s a man over there!”

“Oh! People! Real people. I think there’s a private house, too?”

“…….”

Yosa Hon’s eyes twitched.

He could see something dark moving in the distance. It looked like a human being at a glance.

‘No, I don’t think that’s Han Yi-Myung…..’

He opened his bloodshot eyes wide, but there was no way to identify the person in sight. How can you tell who is covered in thick fur even with his face to avoid the cold wind?

‘No…’

It was when they had just gotten close.

“No, oh my god! Aren’t you guys the disciple of Mount Hua? What a coincidence!”

The one who found them belatedly got up to his feet and approached their way with his arms wide open. Then he quickly removed the fur covering his face.

It was Han Yi-Myung who greeted them with a bright smile.

“Hey! Good to see you guys again!”

“It’s really nice to meet you, too. Han Daehyup!”

“Hahahaha. How nice of you to be here…..”

It was an emotional reunion.

However, some did not enjoy the beauty of the reunion at all.

“…….”

Yosa Hon looked at Han Yi-myung with a soulless look. As he grew older and suffered, his face was slightly different from the one he knew, that person was definitely Han Yi-myung.

“…… What…….”

‘Locating someone by a marten? In this vast North Sea?’

‘This doesn’t make any sense! This!’

Whether he knew Yosa Hon’s idea or not, Baek-ah, who found Han Yi-myung, was proud with his stomach sticking out almost to the point where his waist fell back.

“Wow! He’s the King of the Mythical Creature!”

“Having one well raised marten is better than having ten huge serpents!”

“Great! Great!”

Mount Hua’s disciples clapped their hands and poured out praise.

Han Yi-myung found Yosa Hon watching them with blank eyes. He then rushed over with his eyes wide open.

“F- First Elder-nim! Aren’t you First Elder-nim!”

Then he approached and talked to him.

“N- No, how the hell are you… … . Huh? Why do you look like that? First Elder-nim?”

Yosa Hon quietly opened his mouth as he looked at Han Yi-Myung who had bewildered eyes.

“Just…….”

“Yes?”

“… I just thinking about how absurd the world is.”

“…….”

Han Yi-Myung’s eyes frowned slightly. His eyes seemed to say, ‘Has this yangban become senile while I haven’t seen him?’

Yosa Hon wipes his moistened eye without saying a word.

“… … Something like this.”

Steam rose from the glass held by Mount Hua’s disciples.

It was bland boiling water, which was hard to be called tea, but just drinking something warm made their frozen body melt.

Han Yi-myung stared at Yosa Hon with a stiff face.

“I’m sorry, First Elder-nim. I knew that many comrades, including the Elders, were going through rough times, but I…… I couldn’t do anything.”

“What are you saying?”

Yosa Hon shook his head with a firm face.

“We were just living without doing anything. If someone who has defended the North Sea alone from the enemy says that, where would people like us put our face?”

“… Elder-nim.”

“You’ve been through a lot. You did a great job.”

At the words, Han Yi-myung grabbed his thigh as if he were choked up. It seemed that all the hardships in the past were passing through his head.

“It’s been a long time…….”

“Ah, you can put the reunion for later.”

But the moment of emotion that would never happen again meant nothing to Chung Myung.

“It’s urgent right now. Let’s get to the point. Where’s the kid?”

“…….”

Han Yi-myung was perplexed. However, for a moment, he thought about what kind of person Chung Myung was, so he quickly responded with a resigned face.

“Young Master Seol is here.”

“It looks like you’re not the only one here? Everyone seems to be having a hard time.”

Following Han Yi-Myung, it was a valley between the large snow mountains. No matter how good Mount Hua’s disciple’s eyes were, they would not have been able to find this hiding place here if it were not for Baek-ah.

Inside the valley, houses that could be inhabited were huddled, and dozens of people who looked quite strong stayed.

“This is one of the hiding places for those who fled when there was a rebellion at the Ice Clan in the past.”

“This one?”

“Yes, it’s not just here. There are a dozen more places like this in the North Sea.”

Chung Myung lit up his eyes.

‘It’s a little more than I thought.’

It seemed possible to have a match with the current Ice Clan if all those who escaped from the valley and those scattered in the North Sea could be gathered.

“Old man.”

“Yes.”

“You heard it all, right?”

Han Yi-Myung nodded instead of answering.

“What do you want to do?”

“Dojang.”

When asked by Chung Myung, Han Yi-myung spoke in a soft voice.

“We’re fugitives.”

“…….”

“We once claimed to be the elite of the Ice Clan, but now we are old and weak. We were so busy surviving that we couldn’t train steadily or learn new martial arts. Seol Chonsang is a heinous one, but not a man of limited ability. Perhaps the power of the North Sea right now will be so strong that even if we all come together, it will be beyond our control.”

Chung Myung’s eyebrows narrowed.

It was a natural reaction because he hated defeatism.

But just as he was about to say something, Han Yi-myung continued without giving a break.

“But!”

Unlike a while ago, he stood up with a very determined expression.

“There is such a thing as good luck in the world. If this opportunity is missed, the North Sea will fall into their hands forever. And we will have to watch those wicked demons ravage the North Sea!”

Han Yi-myung’s eyes lit up.

“I will fight. And all those who share my will are willing to fight.”

Chung Myung raised the corners of his mouth and lightly flicked his fingers.

“That’s enough.”

And he said firmly.

“Strategy or whatever, it’s now a war of time. Gather all like-minded people right now. We’ll hit the Ice Clan in one shot and get the Clan Leader position back!”

“Will it work?”

“Would they be able to do anything if the Clan Leader’s head fell off now? If they block us, we can beat them until they get out of the way, and if they don’t listen, we can beat them until they listen! It’s nothing! So, first of all……!”

While Chung Myung glared his eyes and explained his plans for the future, Yoon Jong, slightly embarrassed, whispered to Baek Cheon.

“Sasuk.”

“Yes?”

“… … If you look at this, isn’t this a rebellious plot?”

“… Right?”

“No matter how bad we are, the fact that we are planning to take over other people’s sect’s Clan Leader position…..”

“Yoon Jong-ah.”

“Yes?”

“We’ve already come too far to argue that now.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon smiled and looked contentedly into the air.

“Do as you please, d*mn it.”

“…….”

‘Sasuk.’

‘Don’t say things like that with a smile.’