Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 607
Chung Myung, who returned to his seat, puffed out both cheeks in displeasure and grumbled.
“We haven’t seen each other in a while, but we can talk at least.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Ei, Elder was too harsh.”
“Right.”
“Huh?”
Chung Myung tilted his head when the unexpected reactions returned.
‘Why do these people agree with what I’m saying?’
“Sasuk?”
“Haha. You understand. Since it’s a meeting with Wudang, wouldn’t the Elders be sharp?”
“No, it’s not like that. Why do you keep sneaking around?”
“…Catch him.”
“Yes!”
Baek Cheon’s group running from side to side held Chung Myung’s arms. Hye Yeon, who was in the back, ran and grabbed his waist, and even Baek-ah who was in his arms, ran out and grabbed his neck.
“Don’t ever let him run wild. Never! This meeting has the future of Mount Hua at stake.”
“Yes, Sasuk!”
“I’ll put my life on the line!”
‘No, but these things?’
Chung Myung said, looking left and right as if he was bewildered.
“No, do Sahyung think I’m gonna pick a fight with them?”
“No.”
Baek Cheon shook his head firmly.
“You are not the man to do that. I vouch for it.”
“Right?”
“There is no way it will end with just a fight.”
“….”
If one were to choose the most determined thing in the world, it would be Baek Cheon’s face now.
“Be quiet before I block your snout. I mean it.”
“….”
Everyone cheered with their hearts as they watched Baek Cheon shut up Chung Myung’s mouth.
‘It’s indeed Sasuk.’
‘He’s so trustworthy at times like this!’
He has learned a lot from going through so many things, but what he has learned the most is how to keep that damn guy from going wild.
Of course, it had little effect, and he cannot say for sure that it would always work.
Even at the moment, they overpowered Chung Myung, conversations between the Elders continued.
Heo Sanja smiled brightly.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Heo Sanja of Wudang.”
“Mount Hua’s Hyun Sang.”
“Mount Hua’s Hyun Young.”
From the moment he heard the name Heo Sanja, Hyun Young’s eyes grew slightly different.
‘Heo Sanja, the right-hand man of Heo Dojin?’
They couldn’t have come here just by their own judgment. Of course, the Sect Leader would judge that such many people move. However, since Heo Dojin sent Heo Sanja his most trusted person, it means that his vigilance against Mount Hua has become very strong.
“I don’t know how to express my gratitude for such a precious person visiting this far away.”
“What do you mean far away? Wuhan is like Wudang’s front yard. It is said that the Enlightened One of Mount Hua came to visit, but as the owner, how can I stick my butt in a comfortable room?”
“Haha. As a guest, I regret not being able to visit the owner first.”
“Ah, that’s not what I meant. Please do not misunderstand me.”
Jo-Gol, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, whispered softly to Yoon Jong.
“Sahyung.”
“What?”
“It looks like the word has a lot of knives.”
“…Be quiet.”
He told Jo-Gol to shut up, but Yoon Jong felt the same way.
‘That’s scary.’
They were laughing and talking, but every word was heavy. They were trying to weigh on each other with words without backing down.
On the contrary, however, it also meant that Hyun Young and Hyun Sang maintained their dignity against Wudang’s Elder.
Even though Wudang’s disciples are putting pressure on them by forming camps.
‘Our Elders…….’
Baek Cheon smiled quietly without even realizing it.
It was because he was overwhelmed with pride when he saw that scene.
“By the way, Sasuk.”
“Hm?”
Jo-Gol tilted his head and asked.
“That Wudang’s elder is someone you’ve seen in Yakseon Tomb before.”
“That’s right.” “I remember Chung Myung got along with him a bit at the time.”
“He did.”
It wasn’t exactly hanging out, but a fight, but no matter how tactless Jo-Gol was, it was not easy to say such a thing out loud in this situation.
“Then….”
When Jo-Gol hesitated to say something, Chung Myung turned his head.
“What?”
“….”
“Why is Wudang’s Elder so weak?”
“Hey, you bastard! When did I say that?”
Chung Myung grinned.
Of course, Chung Myung was strong enough not to be called a rising star back then, but he was so weak that he could not be compared to now. No matter how much he does, finding the old martial art again takes time.
“There’s no need to change the subject. Because it’s true.”
“Huh?”
“That Elder isn’t that strong.”
“….”
When Baek Cheon and the group heard that, they saw Heo Sanja standing far away with slightly surprised faces.
‘Not strong?’
How could such a man become an Elder representing Wudang?
“Everyone seems to be a misunderstanding.”
“Yes?”
“Mount Hua is a special case. Most of the prestigious sects are like this. Because, unlike Mount Hua, the power of the elite comes from the Elders and first-class disciples.”
“That’s right. That’s a given.” “No, you don’t seem to understand at all…..”
Chung Myung snorted.
“The power of the Elders becomes the power of the sect. But do you think such Elders will have time to wander around without practicing?”
“Uh….”
It was something they had never thought about.
“Most Elders are like that. They’ve already done everything they’ve ever experienced, and they’ve experienced a fair amount of real combat. So now they’re not just learning, they’re completing their own sword. Do you know what will happen then?”
“W- Well?”
“They carry only one sword and scatter all over the mountain to learn swordsmanship.”
“….”
“Because they’re an Elder, they can’t be manipulated as pleases, and when asked to do something outside, they show off displeasure. When something really big happens to the sect after doing whatever they want, they secretly stick their faces in and tell others to do this and that.”
“… that’s a terrible evaluation.”
“I’ve seen such an Elder everywhere.”.”
Chung Myung smiled silently and looked up at the sky.
– You bastard! Please do your job! You’re an Elder yet you’re always drinking! The other disciples work with their swelling feet running around! What are you doing, you rotten bastard!
‘Ah, I’m sorry.’
Cheon Mun used to say this as he held onto Chung Myung.
‘How could I know back then?’
If he knew then that running a sect was such a pain in the neck, he would have helped Cheon Mun with all his might.
… No, honestly, he would have stepped up a couple of times. Two or three times.
Anyway.
“That’s why there’s no one like that from the perspective of the Wudang Sect Leader. He has not the best martial art skill, but anyway, he has a moderate reputation, is diligent, and fulfills the will of the Sect Leader with certainty and sincerity. It’s an invaluable ability that can’t be compared to powerful idiots.”
Chung Myung would have ignored him in the past, but now he knows. Such a man is essential for a sect to grow.
Jo-Gol said with a slightly puzzled look.
“Uh, so he’s a great guy anyway, isn’t he?”
“No, that’s not it. Anyway, it’s true that he’s not that strong for Wudang’s Elder.”
Chung Myung said firmly.
“But don’t just look at that yangban and ignore Wudang’s Elder.”
His gaze at Heo Sanja instantly sharpened.
“I’m not ignoring that man. But the real Wudang Elders are literally swords warriors. They are all men who wield swords except for the time they eat and sleep. Don’t take it easy.”
Those who were listening quietly nodded in an awkward manner, swallowing dry saliva.
“And…. so are the first-class disciples.”
Chung Myung’s gaze turned to the disciples of Wudang lined up in the back.
“Since they didn’t do well on the Murim Competition the other day, I’m sure you don’t think Wudang would be that great.”
“That….”
“But Wudang’s disciples rarely make a name from an early age.”
Chung Myung chewed out.
“The martial arts of the Tao get stronger as time passes. Unlike the martial arts of other sects, which are ahead from an early age, Taoist martial arts are weak at first, but pile up and become a great mountain. It’s similar to Mount Hua, but if it’s the color of Tao, to be honest, that one is stronger.”
“….”
“The more time Wudang has, the stronger their disciples become. The third-class disciples are insignificant, and the second-class disciples are barely worth their salt. By the time they’re a first-class disciple, they’re a different person, and by the time they’re an Elder… they become a monster.”
Chung Myung’s face hardened little by little while he was speaking.
That subtle change in the facial expression made listeners feel more tension than any other words he had ever said. Baek Cheon slowly opened his mouth.
“So Wudang is so strong.”
“That’s right.”
He nodded at Chung Myung’s reply.
“That’s a relief.”
“Hm?”
“As expected of Wudang Sect.”
“….”
“We tried to win with all of our strength, but it’s meaningless if the opponent is easy. It’s better to be as high as Great Mountain. And….”
A smile crept across his pretty lips.
“Mountains have meaning only when they are crossed.”
“….”
Chung Myung, who was staring at such him, turned his head and checked the faces of others. They were staring at the Wudang side with a face full of seriousness.
A smile also fell on Chung Myung’s lips.
“Dongryong says something wonderful about this subject.”
“This bastard?”
“That’s it.”
Then Yoon Jong raised his hand to dissuade everyone.
“For now, listen to what the Elders say.”
Everyone nodded in agreement and looked at the Elders.
In the meantime, the conversation continued.
“First of all.” Heo Sanja bows his head lightly.
“Thank you for punishing Daebyeolchae that Wudang couldn’t. Not only the people of Wuhan, but everyone in Hubei will appreciate Mount Hua.”
“If you are a sect that reveres Righteousness, this is what you should have done. Don’t worry.”
‘Ah, Sahyung.’
Hyun Young’s eyes twitched when he heard Hyun Sang’s answer.
He may have just chosen the right answer, but this was never good. This was because, depending on how the others received it, it can be said that Wudang did not know Righteousness and left Daebyeolchae alone.
However, there was no significant change in Heo Sanja’s expression, whether he didn’t consider it or plainly didn’t show it.
“It’s not just Daebyeolchae. Apparently, Mount Hua’s disciples played a big part in the North Sea as well.”
“Ah….”
Hyun Young’s eyes twitched once again.
What happened in the North Sea is still unknown in this Jungwon. People spread words, but there are no Jungwon people in the North Sea yet, and trade centered on Mount Hua has just begun.
Still, Wudang was aware of this fact. He was able to realize how excellent their intelligence was.
“It’s not a big deal. We just did what we had to do.”
“Haha. Is that so?”
Heo Sanja smiles brightly.
“It’s not just the North Sea. Mount Hua’s spirits were too high the other day, both in Yunnan and in the Murim Competition. I respect them with all my heart.”
“Even if the momentum of Mount Hua is high, how dare we compare ourselves to Wudang? Courtesy should only be proportional and not excessive.”
“Hahaha, that’s not true. Mount Hua is definitely in good spirits these days.”
“….” “That’s why…….”
Heo Sanja glanced back at Wudang’s disciples and said.
“Unlike Mount Hua’s disciples, who wander the world claiming the world is small, shamefully, our Wudang’s disciples still lack insight into the world.”
“How could you say that…….”
“Therefore, how about this?”
Hyun Sang and Hyun Young looking at Heo Sanja were slightly tense.
“Isn’t Wudang and Mount Hua the same Taoist and Sword Sect anyway? Wouldn’t it be a good opportunity to expand our insight and advance to a higher level if we could see each other’s swords?”
Hyun Sang’s face hardened coldly.
This is a suggestion for a sparring match.
‘This directly?’
Usually, these words don’t come out directly.
The sparring match is divided between victory and defeat. If rumors spread about the result, there would be no greater disappointment for the defeated sect.
Therefore, this is often discussed behind the scenes and the match’s outcome is hidden from others.
‘This isn’t the case, is it?’
But it is a foreign land.
Wudang loses its manners a little, but not Mount Hua. If they don’t respond to this, rumors will spread throughout Hubei that Mount Hua ran away scared of Wudang.
Then all the fame that they have built will be lost. No, they may be able to keep their reputation, but it will inevitably be judged that Mount Hua is not Wudang’s opponent.
‘This raccoon-like fellow…’
Hyun Sang felt keenly why Heo Dojin trusted Heo Sanja so much. With only a few words, he tries to put them in a corner and take away all their gains so far.
“What do you think, Dojang?”
“….” Heo Sanja asked again, but Hyun Sang couldn’t bear to answer.
At a glance, Wudang’s disciples brought by the man are extraordinary. If he accepts this and loses…….
It was then.
“Huh? That?”
Hyun Sang’s head turned at the ominous voice.
‘What’s wrong with him now?’
There was a scene of Chung Myung being held by Baek Cheon’s group. He shouted with his not-yet sealed-up mouth.
“Are you going to do a sparring match now?”
“Hahaha.”
Heo Sanja burst out laughing.
It is unimaginable for Wudang to have ordinary disciples intervene in the conversation of Elders. But Heo Sanja was not too embarrassed since he had already experienced what Chung Myung was like.
“That’s right, Sodojang. Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Yes, it’s a good thing. By the way… Would that be all right?”
“What do you mean?”
Chung Myung grinned.
“If you were to challenge Mount Hua like that and then lose, Wudang’s face would be terrible.”
“Cha- Challenge?”
Heo Sanja glanced at the merchants on the Golden Ship Merchant Guild who were watching their side momentarily. Sure enough, the onlookers started whispering among themselves.
“Haha. I guess we’ve built our sect well. The world famous Wudang challenge us. Wow! Our Sect Leader should have seen this.”
“….”
Heo Sanja’s face was momentarily devastated.
Wudang’s disciples, who were listening to the conversation in the back, also hardened their faces.
“This…”
Here and there, sounds of bones rattling with clenched fists and gritted teeth leaked out.
In the quiet outburst of anger, Chung Myung grinned.
“Still, Mount Hua has a history, so how can we turn this down? We need to tell you what the real Taoist and Sword Sect is.”
Eventually, Heo Sanja’s face turned red.