Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 606
Song Tae-ak’s face is completely drained of blood.
‘Wudang?’
‘Why would Wudang suddenly come here?’
“Wu- Wudang? Who’s coming from Wudang?”
“I don’t know, sir. I, I haven’t quite figured it out yet. But it’s not one or two. At least close to a hundred…….”
“Hun- Hundred? One hundred?”
Song Tae-ak’s eyes, bulging with astonishment, looked like they would fall to the ground at any moment.
‘This is no ordinary thing.’
Of course, Wudang is located in Hubei, so they are not difficult to see in Wuhan. However, it was uncommon for many to move at once.
If there is a problem with another sect or if there is any case they had to solve in Wuhan, it will be fine.
However, the Daebyeolchae has already been subjugated. If not for that Daebyeolchae, wouldn’t Wuhan be a peaceful place?
“Are you sure they’re coming here?”
“I, I think so.”
‘Of course. Damn it, of course they are.
There’s only one reason why Wudang would come to this peaceful Wuhan.
Song Tae-ak’s gaze flew to Mount Hua’s disciples. Mount Hua’s disciples also could not hide their bewilderment.
“Why is Wudang coming?” “I don’t know. It looks like they’re coming to say hello.”
“No, why… Why do they have to?”
However, if they were embarrassed by the sudden coming of Wudang, it would be normal to look toward the front gate where Wudang would soon come in, but their eyes were directed at one person squatting behind them. Their face was full of signs of disappointment.
‘I’m screwed.’
‘No, why when this bastard is around!’
‘Sect Leader isn’t even here right now…..’
‘Now, won’t the Elders do something?’
Everyone couldn’t hide their anxiety at the fact that Chung Myung faced Wudang in the absence of Hyun Jong.
After seeing the strange atmosphere, Song Tae-ak became even more distraught.
“Ma- Master-nim.”
“Uh….”
After hearing the voice next to him, he nodded his head violently as if he had come to his senses belatedly.
Regardless of whether there is Mount Hua here or not, once they reach this place, the justification will be ‘Visiting the Golden Ship Merchant Guild’.
So, of course, he had to greet them as the Master of the Merchant Guild.
‘Why at a time like this…….’
Song Tae-ak ran out to the front gate without even thinking about wiping off the sweat. No, he was about to.
However, he hurriedly took his step off and stopped again. And he looked at Mount Hua’s Elders and Chung Myung at a glance with a trembling face.
“I….”
Song Tae-ak, who swallowed dry saliva, opened his mouth with difficulty.
He couldn’t understand why he had to explain such an obvious thing in words. But an unknown anxiety stopped his feet.
“I’m telling you this out of old man’s worry, but when the Wudang Sect is present…….” “There’s nothing to worry about.”
Hyun Young said as if it was insignificant.
“We don’t want to make trouble with the Wudang Sect as the same Taoist Sect.”
“Thank you. Ah, and…….”
This time, Song Tae-ak’s gaze turned to Chung Myung.
He didn’t build the Merchant Guild with just luck. Just by looking at it, he could see who he should get a definite answer from. And that person is not Hyun Young.
“What?”
“…No, that… Dojang….”
“Are you afraid I’m going to have a fight with Wudang’s kids?”
Song Tae-ak was not the first person to react to the remark.
Mount Hua’s disciples, who were guarding the surrounding area, flinched as if they had been stabbed in the nail.
Chung Myung turned his head slightly and looked at everyone. As soon as their eyes met, Mount Hua’s disciples all secretly averted their gaze.
“Tsk.”
“….”
Chung Myung grinned while looking at Song Tae-ak.
“Ei, Master-nim is so mean. I still have a reputation as a Taoist, who am I going to start a fight with?”
That’s right.
That’s not usually the case with a Taoist.
‘But you don’t look like a Taoist. That’s why I’m doing this.’
“Excuse me… Elder-nim?”
He desperately sends a gaze at the Elders next to Chung Myung, asking them to do something, but they also turn a blind eye to Song Tae-ak’s gaze.
“Hoho.”
“No, don’t just laugh…..” “Hohoho. What a lovely day it is.”
“….”
Song Tae-ak, who was speechless, stared into the air bewilderedly, wondering what to do with the situation. Then, a voice mixed with laughter came into his ear.
“Do you have time for this? A precious guest is coming, shouldn’t you go out and meet them?”
At the sight of the smirking Chung Myung, Song Tae-ak’s camouflage stomach twisted at once.
“Keueueh!”
But he was quite right.
‘O God of Heaven and Earth!’ (천지신명(天地神明))
Song Tae-ak ran forward leaving Mount Hua’s disciples behind.
Standing in front of the wide open main gate, he could see many people approaching from far away.
It was definitely Wudang.
They were familiar Wudang Sect he knew well. But for some reason, it felt extremely familiar yet profoundly unfamiliar.
‘Yes, it feels so different.’
Song Tae-ak swallowed dry saliva and gently rubbed his cold fingertips.
And he watched the people wearing black cloth, symbolising the Taoist, walking proudly.
If one lives in Hubei, one’ll be familiar with such a sight. Song Tae-ak also saw such scenes many times as he stopped by Wudang for business or when an important person of Wudang visited the Golden Merchant Guild.
But the current Wudang was different from what he felt then.
It was like Mount Hua but also not quite the same. The atmosphere itself was completely different.
If Mount Hua is too free, they clearly feel stern and solemn.
Perhaps this is the true image that Wudang has not shown to Song Tae-ak in the past. ‘A- An intimidating feeling…….’
The world’s best sword sect.
At the same time, the best sect in the world.
No other grandiose modifiers were needed. These two words are enough to explain Wudang’s position in Kangho.
And that world’s best sword sect was now approaching Song Tae-ak with a stiff face.
After a while, Wudang’s disciples lined up at the main gate of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild.
Song Tae-ak, who had been waiting without even opening his mouth, hurriedly opened his mouth as soon as the Wudang’s movements were over.
“We- Welcome!”
His legs were trembling slightly.
He obtained a position that no one could ignore in the world of merchants but had no meaning in front of the name of Wudang Sect.
“I’m Song Tae-ak, the Master of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild. I’ve visited Wudang a few times before…….”
“Ah.”
Then, one of the seniors standing in front slowly stepped forward and smiled at Song Tae-ak.
“You’re the Master of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild. I apologize, but I didn’t recognize you because I’m just busy practicing sword in a mountain. I didn’t expect such an important person to come to greet me.”
“Ah….”
“I’m Heo Sanja, the Elder of Wudang.”
Heo Sanja smiled kindly. Song Tae-ak trembled slightly.
The people he faced so far were those in charge of Wudang’s finances. It is said that no one in the world hates money, but anyway, the position of Main Hall was so great for Wudang, a Taoist Sect.
In other words, it meant that it was the first time Song Tae-ak had ever seen a proper Wudang’s Elder right before him. “You- You were Faithful Gentleman (진인(眞人)) Heo Sanja!”
“I am not worthy of being called 진인(眞人). Please just call me Heo Sanja.”
“Yes, Elder-nim.”
Song Tae-ak swallowed dry saliva one after another.
Wudang’s Elder is by no means easy to meet. The power of Wudang’s Elder in Jungwon is never inferior to that of the top ten Masters of the Merchant Guild in the Jungwon.
The sect’s power on their back must be more than that.
Nevertheless, Elder Heo Sanja did not look overbearing in the slightest, rather humbled himself and was polite.
‘This is the prestigious Wudang.’
It was a moment when he could understand why the name Wudang crossed the world and everyone respected them as a Taoist Sect.
“But, but what brings you here……?”
Song Tae-ak, who spoke hastily, immediately closed his mouth.
Standing at the gate and asking for business when a guest comes is not polite. Usually, he would never have made such a mistake, but he secretly thought he didn’t want to let them in where Mount Hua Sect was, so he made a mistake.
“Aah.”
But Heo Sanja smiled softly as if he wouldn’t blame the mistake.
“I’ve heard that there’s a Taoist of Mount Hua Sect on the Golden Ship Merchant Guild right now. Is that true?”
“….”
Song Tae-ak could not answer immediately.
It was partly because what he had done went wrong and because Heo Sanja’s eyes seemed to say, ‘I know that you are trying to move your business to Mount Hua, not Wudang.’
It was a mild gaze, but he felt an unknown coolness. Then Ho Sanja asked once again.
“What do you think?”
“Ah…. Yes! Yes! There is. Inside now… Mount Hua…….” Ho Sanja chanted low.
“I also heard that Mount Hua Sect had beaten Daebyeolchae and rescued the civilians. As a person who also pursues the Tao, I rushed to see them and paid gratitude. If it doesn’t bother you, could you let me meet Mount Hua’s Taoist?”
There was no retreat for Song Tae-ak as he came out like this.
“Of, of course, Elder-nim. Please come inside.”
“Muryangsubul. Thank you.”
Song Tae-ak glanced back at Heo Sanja.
‘Your words and actions are so different.’
Contrary to Heo Sanja’s words of gratitude to Mount Hua Sect, there was strange anger and venom in the faces of Wudang’s disciples behind him.
But what can he do?
Being caught between Wudang and the huge sect of Mount Hua, there was nothing he could do. He has no choice but to pray to the Gods of Heaven and Earth that nothing will happen and let them meet.
No, this time he should pray to Yuanzhi Tianzun.
The Wudang’s disciples, led by Song Tae-ak and Heo Sanja, entered the main gate of the Golden Ship Merchant Guild. And before they could take a few steps, they met eyes with the disciples of Mount Hua who were roughly seated inside.
At sight, Song Tae-ak felt extremely at odds.
‘Now that I look at it, it’s even worse.’
Was it because he felt the momentum of Wudang’s disciples with his whole body a little while ago?
Compared to Wudang who came in perfectly aligned, Mount Hua’s disciples, half-sitting around, almost looked like local thugs.
How is the same Taoist Sect so different?
But if just one thing was the same, it was the eyes.
The eyes of Mount Hua’s disciples were no less than those of Wudang’s disciples.
No, rather…….
“Huh?” It was that moment.
Chung Myung, who had been squatting in the middle like a boss of local thugs, sprang up from his seat. Then he came running with a bright smile.
“Iya, Elder-nim! How long has it been!”
He burst into laughter, grabbed Heo Sanja’s hands, and waved them up and down.
“Whoa….”
“That crazy guy…….”
Mount Hua’s disciples said what Song Tae-ak wanted to say instead.
“Ha, hahaha. Hahaha.”
Heo Sanja laughed as if he were dumbfounded.
“It’s been a long time indeed, Sodojang.”
“Yes, yes! It’s the first time I’ve seen you since Yakseon Tomb, uh…… How many years has it been? I don’t know because time flies as people get older.”
‘That crazy guy.’
Song Tae-ak’s face, shocked inside, was white. No matter how much he looked at it, it was not something Chung Myung should dare say in front of Heo Sanja.
However, Ho Sanja burst into laughter instead of anger as if he was already familiar with Chung Myung.
“Right, it’s been a long time. You’ve become honorable in a while.”
“Yes, it’s really nice to see you again. Hiya, what kind of relationship are we? Still, we’ve exchanged sword (?)…….”
Bam! At that moment, Hyun Young’s fist fell on Chung Myung’s head.
“Don’t go wild and get back there.”
“Ah, Elder-nim! You don’t have to hit me…..”
“Would you want more?”
“I’m leaving now!” Chung Myung covered his head and ran back, pouting his mouth. Heo Sanja smiled as if he couldn’t help it.
‘It’s really not easy.’
He doesn’t know if it was all thought out or because the opponent was really glad. However, the atmosphere Wudang was trying to create was completely broken thanks to this.
‘Whatever.’
Heo Sanja opened his mouth as he watched Hyun Sang and Hyun Young move forward.
“Muryangsubul.”
“Muryangsubul.”
Those who chanted to each other and exchanged salute raised their heads and looked at each other.
The moment they met eyes with gentle smiles, the air around them changed and tension began to flow.