Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 560
Words are meant to be conveyed in many ways.
One should always be careful in delivering words because even the same words can be conveyed differently depending on the situation.
But unfortunately.
There was a being in the world that always twisted well-spoken words.
“What?”
Chung Myung’s eyes flashed horribly.
“The kids are so weak?”
‘……does he have a manure in his ear?’
‘I’m sure I’ve spoken the same thing, but how the hell did he come to such a conclusion?’
“That’s not what I’m saying…..”
“Then what?”
“The difference between the children and those who have been to the North Sea…….”
“That’s what it means!”
“That it’s not, you punk! Just because we’re stronger doesn’t mean they’re weak.”
“Ah, so Sasuk is saying he’s strong? Wow, our Dongryong has grown up a lot. Now he knows how to brag openly.”
“Ugh, M- My stomach…….”
Baek Cheon faltered, clutching his upper stomach.
‘Ah, it’s not that his face turned white. It’s that he’s bloodless.’
‘It’s understandable.’
Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol looked at Baek Cheon with pity.
Chung Myung snorted and crossed his legs.
“Well…… it’s not unusual at all, in fact.”
“Hm?”
“It’s about time.”
He murmured incomprehensible, put his chin on his hand, and fell into agony.
Others gave him time to organize his thoughts, but unfortunately, there was a human who couldn’t use that kind of sense.
“What? Don’t think alone. Speak with words, with words!”
“…….”
Chung Myung’s cheeks twitched slightly as if he was displeased. But even in the face of his stare, Jo-Gol was just confident.
“What?”
“…Nothing.”
What could he do by talking?
It’s not like Chung Myung is going to mind it.
“It’s because I don’t understand.”
Jo-Gol frowns. No matter how different the experience was, it didn’t seem to make sense that there was such a difference.
“I checked again, and the training seems to have been done right. In fact, Un Gum Great Sasuk isn’t the kind of person who would let the disciples play around.”
“That’s right.”
“Besides, Sasuks are training by reducing their sleep at night to avoid losing to us… The fact that it’s so fruitless.”
Chung Myung spat out words with a sour look.
“What? Jo-Gol Sahyung just wanted to brag?”
“It’s not like that, dumbass!”
Jo-Gol ranted out in frustration.
“Now, this isn’t a simple matter, you know.” Chung Myung smirked in a very serious voice.
It was obvious why these people, who would normally have simply concluded that they should just roll the kids a little more, grabbed him and said these things.
‘The field of view has broadened.’
So far, training has been about them being led. To train them more, to push them even more.
However, everyone would have known as they went through Myriad Man House and North Sea Ice Clan events. That it is not enough.
The same was true in the North Sea.
Although they had suffered a lot because of the First Elder’s immatureness, if it had not been for the North Sea Ice Clan, Chung Myung’s party would not have been able to stop Magyo no matter what.
Heavenly Demon may not have been revived, but they might have had to witness Magyo invade the North Sea, which has its usefulness run out.
Either that or they ran away to Jungwon.
Chung Myung shrugged when he saw the faces of the young group with great nervousness.
Then Baek Cheon opened his mouth in a low voice.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Yes?”
“What do you mean it’s time?”
“Literally. It is time to move on to the next step.”
“Next step?”
“The real deal.”
Baek Cheon’s eyes widened slightly at Chung Myung’s words.
“Real deal?”
Chung Myung nodded lightly.
“Just as Jo-Gol Sahyung has said. It’s not like Sahyung went to the North Sea and did a lot of training.”
“That’s true.”
Yoon Jong walked with a slightly disapproving face.
“I almost broke my back pulling the cart.”
“If one just persists, dog or a cow! They will must be the world’s strongest!”
“…….”
“There is one reason why there is a clear difference. You guys have experienced a life-and-death battle, haven’t you?”
Baek Cheon asked as if he did not understand.
“But isn’t there a battle in Mount Hua, too?”
“With a wooden sword?”
“…….”
“I have nothing to do but explain this. Sasuk has been through both. If you do that battle-like spar with the wooden sword a thousand times, will you be able to gain as much experience as we did against the Bishop once?”
“That’s absolutely impossible.”
Baek Cheon said as if he had nothing to think about.
Those who have not experienced it dare not imagine. There was a difference between the Bishop, who they had vaguely thought, and the Bishop, whom they had encountered right before their eyes, enough to cross Jungwon once.
How can they explain the momentum that seemed to tear the soul apart and the pressure that crushed the body?
Back Cheon recalled that moment and said in a heavy voice.
“Those who haven’t experienced it don’t know.”
“That’s right.”
Chung Myung nodded.
“There is a mysterious aspect of martial art, and a part can’t be solved by just looking at it. No matter how hard they try to fight like a real battle with a real sword, there is a place to lean on in the corner of their heart.” (I guess it means that they at least won’t die.)
“That they not really gonna kill each other?”
“Yes…. Ah. Should I have acted as if I was really going to kill you?”
“…Stop it.”
It is scarier than the Bishop.
“Hmm. Does that mean they didn’t have enough practice?”
Baek Cheon nodded as if he could understand at first sight.
‘Come to think of it.’
In fact, except for them, Mount Hua’s disciples have rarely experienced proper battle, let alone proper practice.
During the Hwajong Meeting (Hwasan x Jongnam), except for some of the third-class disciples and Chung Myung, they were defeated without any effort. In addition, only a few representatives participated in the Murim Competition.
At least they experienced a real battle during the Myriad Man House incident, but it was unreasonable to say that they got used to the real battle with just that once.
“But does it make such a difference when one goes through the real battle or not?”
“It’s kind of like betting in a game of Go.”
“… Huh?”
Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung as if it was some kind of nonsense.
“You can see the numbers well when you practice. You can use your skills as much as you want. But what if your fortune were in the line there?
“…… Your hands will tremble.”
“But life is more precious than all possessions.”
Chung Myung said coldly.
“Those who have played such Go over and over again will be able to improve their skills by leaps and bounds. It just doesn’t end with being able to show off one’s skills properly.”
“Hmm.”
Jo-Gol, who was listening quietly, asked Yoon Jong.
“I guess it’s not enough to climb a cliff without a rope?”
“Doesn’t there also a net under them?”
Jo-Gol nodded with a small sigh.
Anyway, it was all understandable now. Having experienced the actual battle, they sensed the difference.
“Definitely different.”
“Um, a lot.”
Chung Myung continued his word in a nonchalant manner.
“That’s why any sect sends out moderately matured disciples to Kangho. If training is really omnipotent, those who have trained hard in the sect should be stronger than those who have been wandering around and gaining fame, but in reality, it is not.”.”
“So they must set out to Kangho.”
“That’s right.”
“However, it is strange…. I’ve been through tough times in Kangho before, but I didn’t think I’d made much progress at that time.”
“…Sasuk.”
“Yes?”
“You have to be mature first, mature!”
“…….”
“Alcohol tastes better when you brew it with good things and let it age! If you bury the cheap stuff roughly, it’ll just rot! Back then, Sasuk couldn’t even sell for a single penny. I have to pay to sell it!”
“Ughh…….”
Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong secretly grabbed the trembling Baek Cheon.
“Calm down, Sasuk.”
“It’s not a day or two we ignore him.”
“I’m doing this because it’s not just a day or two, bastard!”
“Why are you mad at me…….”
Jo-Gol, who was criticized for nothing, pouted out his mouth in a sulk.
“Anyway!”
At last, Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung and said, “Then, in order to improve everyone’s skills, we have to make sure that they can eventually go through the actual battle.”
“That’s right.”
“… … Being in the real battle comes with its own risks.”
“Better late.”
Chung Myung said in a rather low voice.
“If you avoid the actual game because you’re afraid of it, you’ll encounter something that’s really inevitable. It’s too late to go and regret it then.”
Those who were here knew very well what that ‘inevitable’ was.
Magyo.
Taking decisions in order not to endanger the Sahyungs. But what if the day comes when they must protect themselves and Mount Hua against Magyo?
Can those who haven’t experienced real battle cope with the killing intent of the Demonic cultists?
It was a difficult task to think about.
“I see.”
Baek Cheon nodded his head.
“I’ll tell this part to Sect Leader separately.”
“Yeah.”
Looking at Baek Cheon’s determined face, Jo-Gol clenched his fist in subtle anxiety.
“But Sahyung.”
“Yes?”
“Going through a real battle means that all Sasuks and Sajils go to Kangho, right?”
“That’s right.”
“… … Would it be okay?”
“…….”
Yoon Jong was also clearly nervous.
‘This is not something to think about easily.’ Aside from their skills, aren’t they are his proud Sahyung who is second to none in terms of personality?
If such people go to Kangho as a group, not just one or two, wouldn’t it be a big deal no matter what happens?
“But even if it’s for a real battle. Don’t they have anyone to fight for? It’s not like we’ll break into Myriad Man House base.”
“What do you have to worry about? Just grab a decent bandit stronghold and shake them off.”
“Shh! This punk! Nokrim King is here. What if he hears that….”
“I heard it.”
“Look, he heard that……. Huh?”
Back Cheon, startled, turned his head slowly.
Two now familiar pairs of eyes were looking inside through a small window on the wall.
“I heard you.”
“…….”
Baek Cheon coughed awkwardly.
‘How am I supposed to fix this…….’
“That…… There is a window, but it is unreasonable to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations….”
“What kind of bandit are you arguing with? If you’re going to do that, you must remember the past.”
‘That’s right.’
‘Yes. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.’
‘But aren’t you using the bandits and scholar identity as much as you need? Very conveniently?’
Im Sobyong, who opened the door and came inside, screamed as he looked at Chung Myung.
“No! I wondered where the person preparing the elixir had disappeared! But what? You want to wreck a bandit stronghold?”
“Oho. How can you make good rice when you are rushing it! I have to take a break!”
“Then boil it while talking! Cough! Couugh! Haaachwi! Keuk. M- My heart…….” Baek Cheon said bitterly as he looked at Im Sobyong, whose face turned blue.
“…I don’t think it’s acting. Could it be really Three Yin Severed Meridian?”
“No, I took a quick look at it and it was a lie.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes, it wasn’t three. It went a little further. About Three and Half Yin Severed Meridian?”
“…….”
‘That’s a dirty long name.’
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“What?”
“Make me the elixir before you get hit by the due time.”
“Tsk. I’m so lazy.”
Chung Myung said, glancing at Im Sobyong.
“That…… I’ll make the Chaos Origin Pill for you.”
“Yes! Yes! Please! Please make me one! Would I ever leave my Nokrim and come here if not for this?”
“That’s why.”
“…Yes?”
“Do you happen to have any extra bandit stronghold? Like, a place where they don’t listen and it’s okay to cut everything up and bury them.”
“Hey, you punk!”
“What nonsense is that to the Nokrim King!”
“There are things to say and things not to say!”
Mount Hua’s disciples panicked and dissuaded him. But Im Sobyong did not have as many fit as they feared.
Rather…….
“Uh…… I do have one.”
“Huh?”
‘There is?’
‘Why is there such a thing?’
“Are you going to take care of it?”
“Wa- Wait a minute.”
Baek Cheon asked in fright.
“I- Is that okay? But you’re still a Nokrim King, but you’re tearing a bandit stronghold?”
“It’s a bandit, at least.”
“Yes, it’s a bandit. It’s not like we’ll have any trouble in the world if a few of them die.”
“…….”
Baek Cheon’s face trembled.
‘These bastards are crazy.’
‘No. Why do bandits have such good chemistry with Taoists! Why!’
“It’s a good deal. This is good because it takes care of the troublesome things for each other!”
“Are you that happy to train the kids?”
“No. It’s good to make money.”
“Huh? Money?”
Chung Myung smiled and looked at Im Sobyong.
“How much are you going to pay?”
“…….”
“I’ll make it cheap, cheap.”
“…….”
Im Sobyong’s face turned white.
“Money?”
“Yes.”
“….. You took all my property away and asked for money again when you didn’t give me the elixir you were supposed to give in return?”
“That and this are different things. Hehe.”
Chung Myung laughed brightly and added hatefully.
“Isn’t that what a deal is?”
Im Sobyong held his hand to his mouth without saying a word..
Jureureuk.
“What?”
“Oh my gosh!”
There was no cough, but Im Sobyong’s mouth began to pour our blood.
“A- Are you all right?!”
“Are you going to die?”
Im Sobyong, who was blocking the blood flowing from his mouth with a pale face, said softly.
“I…….”
“You?”
“… I’ll curse you all. Fricking Mount Hua bastard.”
Thud.
Leaving only that remark, Im Sobyong collapsed as it was.
Like a patient……. No, Baek Cheon said helplessly as he looked at the collapsed and convulsed patient.
“… Go get So-so.”
“Yes, Sasuk.”
“And bring stomach medicine while at it.”
“……Yes, Sasuk.”
It was Baek Cheon who felt a strange feeling of sympathy for Im Sobyong.