Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 608

A whisper was heard.

“Challenge?”

“That…. Well, yeah. Does this mean that Wudang is going to challenge Mount Hua?”

“Ei, this man. No matter how you stretch it. Does that make sense?”

“Huh. Did I say something wrong? That’s the way things are, it is! If Wudang doesn’t care about Mount Hua at all, why ask for a sparring match?”

“That’s true, but…… but it’s Wudang Sect!”

The merchants would be whispering in silence in their own way, but they couldn’t avoid Heo Sanja’s ears.

‘Oh my gosh.’

Heo Sanja gritted his teeth without even realizing it.

To create an unavoidable situation, he dared to confront directly at the Golden Ship Merchant Guild and spoke out in the presence of merchants.

He thought that Mount Hua’s Elders, who had little experience with Kangho, would never be able to get out of this trap.

But….

‘That wretch!’

That young Taoist has completely distorted his plan.

Of course, with a little thought, it may be an improvisation that anyone can come up with.

However, Wudang leads its disciples to visit and ask for a sparring match in their faces. Looking at the situation calmly, he instantly finds the words to retaliate?

‘Nonsense.’

Not to mention the rising stars, even the Elders of most sects get nervous when they hear the name of Wudang.

Even those who usually bluffed that Wudangwere nothing would lose their sight in front of Heo Sanja and Wudang’s disciples.

But what did that guy eat and grew up to that he calmly puts Wudang into a trap?

‘I thought he wasn’t an ordinary man since the Yakseon Tomb.’

Heo Sanja let out a low voice.

Words are like water; once it has flowed away, it cannot be picked up again.

No matter how he tries to escape now, the phrase “challenge” will never be erased in the minds of those merchants.

“Challenge….”

As soon as Heo Sanja opened his mouth to somehow make up for it, Chung Myung took the initiative again.

“Yes, it’s natural. In fact, Wudang is famous, but its history is rather short. Mount Hua is the senior of Tao, so we can help you with that much… Eup! Eueup! Eup! Wha- What……. Eueup!”

Eventually, Baek Cheon’s group, who were holding Chung Myung, freaked out and quickly blocked Chung Myung’s mouth.

Baek Cheon even stuffed the cloth he had prepared from somewhere into Chung Myung’s mouth and wrapped the rest around his mouth.

“Ha… haha. I’m sorry. This punk seems to be suffering from the heat……. Oh, it’s hot, it’s hot.”

As if waiting, there was a quiet cool breeze.

But Baek Cheon still fanned himself as if it were hot.

Heo Sanja’s face finally twisted as he watched the scene.

It wasn’t too obvious, but the smile he had somehow maintained under the guise of gentleness had gradually disappeared.

‘That guy…’

The last thing Wudang wants to hear from Mount Hua is to talk about history.

Mount Hua is one of the enemies of the Taoist Sect in Jungwon, Jeonjin Sect. Among them, it is a place that inherited the name of Hao Datong (학대통 (광녕자,廣寧子)), one of the most famous Seven Perfected Beings of Quan in the world.

Now that all the sects established by the other Seven Perfected Beings of Quan have declined, the Taoist Sect, which continues the line of Perfected Beings, can be said to be only Mount Hua.

On the other hand, Wudang was founded by Jang Sambong (삼봉진인(三丰眞人)) in his later years, and its history was not very long.

It is negligible to ignore, but it had an inevitably bitter aftertaste, so he didn’t want to mention it. But that damn thing poked out that part.

In a place where everyone else hears it.

“Haha… I’m sorry, Elder-nim. I didn’t teach him properly even though he was my disciple…..”

“….”

Did it say that one hates a sister-in-law who stops them more than a mother-in-law who beats them? (The person who pretends to be nice to you on the outside but who slanders you on the inside is more hateful.)

Watching Hyun Sang saying it with a face that he was really sorry as if he would die, Heo Sanja was so angry inside.

He would not have been this upset if that damned punk had openly ignored Wudang or if these Elders had bluffed.

However, those guys are slowly going out of their way to say the things others hate to hear the most and making fun of people. Heo Sanja’s long-standing discipline was gradually crumbling by this subtle act.

“Fine… It’s fine. I am not so foolish as to be offended by the young disciple’s ignorant remark.”

“Thank you very much for your understanding….”

“Puaaat!”

At that moment, the fabric that was covering Chung Myung’s mouth was torn apart and scattered into the air.

“Huh? What? Did I say something wrong?”

“Aaargh! Shut up your f*cking mouth, you son of a b*tc*!”

Baek Cheon tried to cover Chung Myung’s mouth with both hands again, but Chung Myung opened his mouth wide and bit his hand.

“Argh!”

As Baek Cheon grabbed his hand and stepped back, Chung Myung quickly opened his mouth without missing the gap.

“No, Sasuk doesn’t seem to know much about it, but nothing is wrong with what I said. We need to know the history of the culture! I wasn’t going to say this, but Jang Sambon is actually Mount Hua’s disciple. Jang Sambong climbed up to Mount Hua of Shaanxi and studied with Hwaryongjin (화룡진), and based on that, he founded Wudang Sect…….”

“Mouth! Mouth! Mouth!”

Now, even the disciples who grabbed the limbs of Chung Myung were so frightened that they blocked his mouth instead.

Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol shut Chung Myung’s mouth, and Yoo Iseol slapped him on the head. Even Baek-ah slapped Chung Myung on the cheek with his two small front paws.

“Eup! Eueueup! Eup!”

Chung Myung fought back with his eyes wide open, but the other disciples were desperate like never before this time.

When Chung Myung was suppressed to some extent, Hyun Sang looked up at the sky, sighed deeply, and apologized again with sincere feeling of sorry.

“… Sorry, I’m sorry. He doesn’t know anything…..I’ll make sure to teach him.”

Heo Sanja did not answer at all.

They said you couldn’t speak when you were too angry, and that’s exactly how he felt now.

The reason why his heat has risen to the end now is not that Chung Myung was talking nonsense. Because that statement was true to some degree.

They also do not know the exact track record of their However, among the rumors floating around in the world, there was definitely a story that Wudang’s founder, Jang Sambong, was taught by Hwaryong Jinin at Mount Hua in Shaanxi.

‘Damn it.’

That is why he did not want to comment further. After all, it would be tantamount to acknowledging that Taoism’s roots lie in Mount Hua.

Heo Sanja’s eyes scoured the merchants again. Looking at the subtle expressions on their faces, he let out a sigh of despair.

‘I thought only his sword was scary.’

Considering the novelty in Yakseon Tomb and the performance in the Murim Competition, there was no way not to recognize Mount Hua Divine Dragon as the best rising star in Jungwon.

But as he saw it today, the scariest thing about Mount Hua Divine Dragon was that three-inch tongue.

Heo Sanja gnashed his teeth inwardly while looking at Mount Hua’s elders.

‘This…’

Unlike Hyun Sang, who is at a loss because he felt sorry, Hyun Young, who took a step back, showed a clear expression of coolness on his face.

It is unknown whether he can’t hide his expression or if he’s doing it on purpose, but either way, it was one thing that made him angry.

Ppudeudeuk.

At that moment, hearing the sound behind his back, Heo Sanja flinched and came to his senses.

‘Such a fool…. What are you doing after being subjected to such an obvious provoke!’

Normally, he would never have been angry at something like this. Surely there was something wrong with that young Taoist Chung Myung that made people’s stomach twist.

It means that the same words will not be the same words the moment that face and that tone are added.

“Huuu.”

With a short breath, Heo Sanja calmed himself down again and calmly looked at Mount Hua’s Elders.

If he fights with a heart filled with anger, he will have a long way to get the desired result. He had to calm down for now. That way, the disciples will also calm down their anger.

“Hahaha. That’s right. That’s why I came here with the heart of learning a lesson. What do you think? I don’t think Mount Hua has much experience with the same Taoist Sect, but wouldn’t it be a great help if you could get along with our Wudang’s disciples on this occasion?”

“Hmm.”

Hyun Sang said as he seemed to be thinking for a moment.

“Thank you very much for the offer.”

Heo Sanja’s eyebrows twitched at the unexpected remark. ‘You’re stepping down here?’

‘Couldn’t it be?’

“However, this is not something that can be easily decided in the absence of Sect Leader.”

“I’m sure Mount Hua’s Sect Leader wouldn’t have objected even if he was here. Above all, isn’t this job for the disciples?”

Hyun Sang shook his head at Heo Sanja’s words, which narrowed down the place to retreat.

“It’s not like that. Mount Hua is a sect that doesn’t decide anything alone. I understand your suggestion, so I’d like you to give me some time to discuss it with the disciples.”

“… Are you saying that you are discussing these things with your disciples? As far as I know, you two are the only Elders of Mount Hua…..”

“That’s right.”

“But is there any need for that?”

“I don’t know what Wudang is like, but Mount Hua is. Having lived longer doesn’t mean we know more, and having a higher rank does not make us wiser.”

Heo Sanja is speechless.

‘Which school in the world decides the big and the small things of the sect after the Elders consult with the disciples?’

This is something he has never heard of in his life.

“So please give me a moment.”

“Yes, if necessary.”

Hyun Sang stepped back. When Hyun Sang approached the back, Mount Hua’s disciples flocked around as if they had promised. Indeed, it seemed that the remark was not a lie.

“Haha.”

Heo Sanja looked at the scene and burst out laughing in a sense of extreme incompatibility. And he also turned and approached his disciples.

“Elder-nim.”

Mu Jin stepped forward and opened his mouth. He wanted to say a lot, but Heo Sanja had only one thing to say to him.

“Mu Jin.” “Yes.”

“They will eventually have no choice but to accept this proposal.”

“Yes.”

“Therefore….”

He bit his lips and continued.

“Don’t finish as much as you originally planned. You have to smash them completely!”

Mu Jin flinched with a determined voice.

“…that much?”

“That’s right.”

“But they are still second-class disciples. Of course, we have a second-class disciples, too, but even so…….”

“You don’t understand.”

“…Yes?”

“Don’t argue with reason and doctrine, you must crush them.”

Mu Jin couldn’t find anything to reply to and closed his mouth.

‘This is the first time I’ve seen the Elder’s face like this.’

Heo Sanja’s face, which had always been full of composure and gentleness, was as stiff as a general on the battlefield. Looking at that face, he couldn’t think of anything more to say.

“Understood.”

Heo Sanja glanced towards Mount Hua after hearing the answer. The huddled disciples of Mount Hua were chattering loudly.

– Could you stop the flowing water?

‘Sect Leader.’

He didn’t know exactly what the word meant until he saw it for himself. But Heo Do-jin was sitting there looking out for what he hadn’t seen.

‘I don’t know if that’s flowing correctly.’

However, the momentum of the flow is certainly formidable. Water eventually somehow flows. Whether in the right or wrong direction, it will eventually become a river.

‘I’ll stop it here, even with blood.’

In Heo Sanja’s eyes, the cold life was young.