Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 605
”Here it is.”
“Aigo, how can I express my gratitude….”
Yoon Jong smiled as he saw the old woman holding his hand tightly.
“Don’t mention it. This is all the property stolen by the bandits.”
“Still…”
Jo-Gol stuck out his head and said as the old woman wiped her wrinkled eye.
“Hehe. Grandma! Please remember that this is from Mount Hua Sect!”
“Be quiet.”
“…Yes.”
Yoon Jong, who glanced at Jo-Gol with sharp eyes, held the old woman’s hand again.
“Then we’ll be on our way.”
“Aigo, at least eat something…….”
“No, I’m really fine.”
Then he stepped back and left the house, dissuading the old woman who was trying to give him something.
The old woman waved her hand for a long time without entering the house until they went far away.
“Where’s next?”
“He said to the front. We have to go a few more days.”
“Hum.”
Yoon Jong abruptly turned his gaze and looked at Jo-Gol’s face.
According to Chung Myung’s instructions that it should be distributed from the bottom, they were to distribute the grain to the houses outside the wall that were not in Wuhan.
The two of them and the other Mount Hua’s disciples, in pairs, were circling the small villages around Wuhan, pulling a grain cart one by one.
“By the way.”
“Yes?”
Yoon Jong said with a smirk.
“I can’t believe you’re working without complaints. If it was like usual, you would have had several mouths and asking if you had to do something like this.”
“Ei. I’m not like Chung Myung.”
Jo-Gol scratched his head awkwardly and glanced back at the old woman’s house, which had already become distant.
“Actually….”
“What?”
“I still don’t know. What’s a Righteous act, and why should we do this?”
“….”
“It’s said Righteous act, but isn’t this just what Chung Myung does to screw up Wudang and gain fame? It’s just a good act for Mount Hua.”
Yoon Jong nodded quietly instead of answering.
“So I don’t think I’m doing anything great….”
Jo-Gol, who looked forward again, said with a shy face.
“It’s just… when I’m giving out the grain and looking at people’s faces full of favor, something tickles me.”
Seeing that he cleared his throat, it seemed these things were not well adapted for him.
“… it’s a bit too much.”
A faint smile appeared on Yoon Jong’s lips as he hurried his steps again.
“That’s enough.”
“…Yes?” “I don’t think there is necessarily one form of Righteous act.”
“….”
“As you said, it’s also a Righteous act to make sacrifices. But just because you don’t sacrifice yourself for others doesn’t mean it’s not a Righteous act.”
“It is difficult.”
Jo-Gol tilted his head as if it was hard to understand Yoon Jong’s words. Yoon Jong decided to loosen up a little more and give him more words.
“Did you just say this was a good act for Mount Hua?”
“Yes, I think…….”
“Then isn’t it better?”
“Yes?”
Yoon Jong smiled.
“If we like it, and others like it, there’s nothing better than that. Did Mount Hua benefit from this incident and did the civilians suffer?”
“It is not.”
Of course not. Rather, since the grain was distributed, it was good for the people of Hubei, and nothing was bad.
“A Righteous achieved at the expense of yourself must be infinitely more brilliant and valuable. But sacrifice can’t last forever. If that sacrifice continues to be made, in the end, what we can do will inevitably be reduced.”
Yoon Jong’s soft face was like the warm breeze of a spring day.
“The most correct Righteous act, in my opinion, is one in which one’s own gain leads to the benefit of others. Then if it were like that, can’t we hold more Righteous act for a little longer?”
“Oh….”
Jo-Gol looked at Yoon Jong with new eyes.
It turned out that this was in line with what Yoon Jong had said in front of Namman Yasugungju in the past.
– If Mount Hua’s glory makes those who live in the world more comfortable, all of its disciples will be able to proudly boast of it. But if its glory stays within Mount Hua, Mount Hua becomes a sect that doesn’t matter if another sect replaces it at any time! That cry was still vivid in Jo-Gol.
‘I guess Sahyung didn’t say empty words.’
He doesn’t make it obvious that he’s doing something, nor does he take the lead in raising his voice to do something himself. However, Yoon Jong has been silently doing the task he has been given for a long time, and at the same time, he has kept his inner intentions as well.
‘Mount Hua’s glory is the glory of the world.’
It’s a big word.
However, when it came out of Yoon Jong’s mouth, it didn’t sound so grandiose. He really does everything he can, one by one, and will fulfill the Tao in his heart.
As honest lika an ox. (Ox of Twelve Zodiac represent honesty.)
“… Can I do this?”
“Huh?”
“No, nothing.”
Jo-Gol smirked.
He couldn’t understand it then, but now he thinks he knows a little. Of course, it’s still a little vague, but still.
It’s just…
“It bothers me that it is none other than Chung Myung who is building the Mount Hua Sect that Sahyung said….”
“….”
Then Yoon Jong’s soft face became bitter.
“Does Chung Myung do this with such thoughts?”
“…I don’t think so.”
“Then isn’t there something wrong with this?”
“It, it’s the result that counts!”
It was something that Taoists should not have said, but Jo-Gol didn’t want to blame Yoon Jong.
‘It’s a weird thing.’ Chung Myung always does what he does.
There is no way that he has a warm heart to think of others, so everything he does is only for the benefit of Mount Hua or to screw up other sects.
However, as a result, there were many cases in which his narrow-mindedness of the work was helpful or beneficial to others.
‘Of course, the yangban who’s lost their soul to him will foam in their mouth when they hear it.’
But isn’t that the case anyway when it comes to the outcome?
Chung Myung solved the poverty in Yunnan and also solved the crisis in the North Sea. And now they’re helping Hubei.
Just looking at his track record, it’s like…….
‘Huh?’
Feeling something strange, Jo-Gol’s face was slightly distorted.
“…I mean, by any chance, Sahyung.”
“Yes?”
“When time passes, someone in the distant future will look back on Mount Hua’s activity now.”
“What if they see it?”
“Doesn’t Chung Myung seem like a hero who will never be born again in the world?”
“….”
Yoon Jong’s body stiffened like a stone.
“Don’t, don’t tell me….”
“N- No, think about it. What do future descendants know about Chung Myung’s crazy personality and how tough a human being he is? In the end, what remains is achievements and actions.”
“….”
“But if they just look at that…….”
“Stop. That’s enough.” It seems that even Yoon Jong cannot accept this.
“That’s terrible…. No, let’s stop thinking about useless things and finish what we’re doing quickly.”
“….”
Jo-Gol sighed quietly as he looked forward, shaking his head as if he didn’t even want to think about it.
‘That guy is a hero.’
What’s the world gonna be like…….
* * * Empty carts passed through the main gate of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild one after another.
Mount Hua’s disciples lined up a cart that had been emptied cleanly on one side of the Merchant Guild and rushed toward Hyun Sang.
“Elder-nim! I’m back after handing them out.”
“Yes, you’ve done a great job.”
“We also toured all the villages we’re in charge of.”
“Yes, yes. Good job.”
When Hyun Sang smiled, Hyun Young said with a puzzled expression.
“You didn’t rip it off or sell it somewhere, did you?”
“You should be quiet.”
“Just kidding….”
“Be quiet.”
“…Yes.”
Meanwhile, behind the two Elders, who looked at the disciples with their hands behind, Song Tae-ak, the master of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild, was lost in thought.
‘It’s weird.’
The more he looked at it, the more strange this sect was.
Usually, Elders are bound to get involved in every aspect of the sect. All the sects he had watched so far were like that.
However, the Elders of this sect, Mount Hua, are just watching and encouraging their disciples’ work.
‘This isn’t an easy thing to do.’
As Song Tae-ak is also in the position of running a Merchant Guild, he had to know how difficult it is to trust and watch his subordinates’ work silently.
No, it’s not just the Elders.
All the first-class disciples behind the Elders are not interfering with the disciples. Even at the age when they can be most energetically active. Rather, as a result, the younger disciples felt more responsible and acted with enthusiasm.
‘Perhaps this is the driving force behind Mount Hua Sect that made its name known all over the world.’
While Song Tae-ak thought so, empty carts continued to enter his place.
“Eutcha!”
Jo-Gol, who returned last, pushed the cart and shouted bravely.
“Everyone’s back!”
“Well done.”
Hyun Sang smiled brightly.
‘Everyone’s face is full of pride.’
It was the same when they performed their first battle and defeated the bandits of Nokrim, but the emotions on their faces now and those at that time were a little different.
‘I’m glad.’
Even though they overcame the hard training and went through real bloody battles, Mount Hua’s disciples still have great joy in helping others.
Hyun Sang was so happy and proud of the fact.
“So, is it almost over now?”
Hyun Young nodded at Hyun Sang’s question.
“All the prepared grain was distributed. All that has to be done in Wuhan is done.”
“Hum.” Hyun Sang nodded lightly and turned his gaze to the side.
“Chung Myung.”
“Yes.”
“Can we go back to Mount Hua now?”
“Humm.”
Chung Myung scratched his cheek and grinned.
“Yeah, well, there’s nothing more to do now.”
“Then when would be a good time to leave?”
“Let’s leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
Hyun Sang tilted his head at the unexpected answer.
Of course, there was nothing strange about resting today and leaving tomorrow, as everyone must have been tired of doing this and that. However, Chung Myung, whom he knew, was not a person who would take care of the disciples with such a warm heart.
The guy who shouts that time is money and that indolence is a sin and that they should run to Mount Hua with all their might is said to leave tomorrow…
“What’s on your mind?”
“It’s not something like that…..”
Chung Myung smiled with a slightly unexpected face.
The faces of Baek Cheon and his group were distorted with anxiety at the expression as if something was still hidden.
‘That’s… It’s definitely his face when plotting.’
‘Now, just looking at that face makes my heart shrink.’
‘What else are you trying to do here?’
‘That’s a bad idea. Bad idea.’
Chung Myung, who cannot understand their anxiety, replied with a smile.
“Since I’ve dragged on enough time, I wonder if a guest might come.” “Guest?”
“Yes.”
Hyun Sang tilted his head.
‘Guest? Who’s going to visit Mount Hua outside of Shaanxi?’
“Who are you calling?”
“Well, I’m not sure if they should agree or not.”
“Huh?”
Hyun Sang’s eyes slowly became thin as he kept talking nonsense the whole time.
It was then.
“Master-nim!”
Someone hastily broke through the front door. Song Tae-ak asked the man.
“What happened?”
“I- It’s a big deal, sir!”
“Yes?”
“Guest… A guest is coming!”
“A guest. Who are you talking about?”
And Song Tae-ak, who was trying to ask why he was in such a hurry when a guest was coming, opened his mouth with his jaw dropped at the next word.
“Wudang! Wudang Sect are coming!”
It sounded almost like a scream. Everyone’s eyes went back to Chung Myung at the same time as if they had promised.
Chung Myung received everyone’s gaze and smirked.
“They’re here sooner than I thought. Kikikik. I guess Wudang’s Sect Leader’s butt is on fire!”
“….”
‘No…’
‘What else is this bastard trying to do…?’ The faces of all Mount Hua’s disciples turned white in an instant.