Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 650
“Ugh…”
There was a groan of pain.
From a parched, cracked throat came a sound filled with deep pain that would involuntarily give anyone goosebumps just by hearing it. It would have been impossible for anyone with even a shred of human compassion to turn a blind eye after hearing this sound.
However, in the eyes of those who were listening to this sound right in front of them, only an icy coldness was visible.
“Uh… Ugh…”
Finally, one of the people who had not shown any interest turned their head and looked at the dying person with an annoyed expression. Then, they furrowed their brow and vented their frustration
“Just do it, you! Use your inner strength to get rid of the hangover!”
“Uurghh… but that is violation of alcohol’s etiquette…”
“This crazy guy is worrying about alcohol’s etiquette now after eating away all manners that could be called a manner.”
Despite Jo-Gol’s harsh remarks, Chung Myung did not waver.
“It- it’s because of that that i had to at least abide by this one, right….”
“….”
‘Darn it. Listening to it, it seems to make sense…’
Jo-Gol, who was shaken for a moment, shook his head quickly.
‘That guy is the best rising star in Jungwon who beat Wudang’s Elder.’
The future of Jungwon seemed to be dark and plunging into the abyss.
But….
“Well, let’s say that’s the case for Chung Myung.”
Jo-Gol’s head turned to the left as he looked at Chung Myung lying on the bed on the right. There was another sprawled corpse(?).
“…Why are you like this too, Baek Cheon Sasuk?”
“Ugh… I feel like I’m going to die…”
Jo-Gol eventually sighed and covered his face.
‘Mount Hua is screwed.’
Chung Myung is the one who can do that.
But isn’t it a real problem when someone who demanded common sense and manners from Chung Myung becomes weirder than him?
‘It’s understandable since it’s Chung Myung, but why is that yangban like that too? Why!’
Jo-Gol’s only anxiety deepened as he watched Baek Cheon, half-dead and sprawled.
It was then.
Bolkok!
The door opened and Yoon Jong entered.
“Sasuk. Chung Myung. Elder is looking for… No, I’ll just take care of it myself.”
“….”
Yoon Jong smiled brightly as if he had not expected it in the first place. Whenever this happened, it was Jo-Gol who envied that indifference.
Baek Cheon, who was lying down, wriggled.
“N-no… it’s okay. I’ll go.”
“…Just sleep a little more.”
“Ugh, no… I must go.”
Baek Cheon, who rose from his seat, began straightening his uniform. It’s good to have a sense of responsibility, but if it were like this, he should have drunk less alcohol in the first pla-
“Let’s go!”
“Hiik!”
While grumbling and looking elsewhere, Jo-Gol was startled as if he had seen a ghost when he looked at Baek Cheon.
Just a moment ago, the person who seemed half-dead was now standing perfectly in his usual appearance.
“No, what kind of human…….’
‘You have to be human. Human!’
“…Are you alright?”
“Jo-Gol.”
“Yes, Sasuk.”
“People can’t always be alright.”
“….”
“But those who should set an example must always maintain their outward appearance, no matter how they feel inside. Now that you are in a position for many Saje to look up to and follow, always remember this.”
It was truly good advice.
At this point, however, Jo-Gol had to come up with a question.
“Then what about that?”
“….”
Baek Cheon’s gaze followed the direction Jo-Gol pointed.
A strange figure wrapped tightly in a blanket, collapsed like a shrimp, and lay there. Baek Cheon casually turned his head. He seemed like a man who saw nothing in the first place.
“Anyway, always keep that in mind.”
“…Yes, I will.”
Looking at the neatly arranged hair and the spotless white robes, he couldn’t help but feel chills.
‘I can’t live like that.’
Baek Cheon is as strange as Chung Myung. Just in a different field.
“Well, I’m going now… Try to do something about him while I’m gone.”
“I’d rather fight Wudang Elder.”
“… I’ll be back.”
As Baek Cheon stepped out, Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong, who had been exchanging glances, cautiously approached Chung Myung.
“Chung Myung-ah…. It’s time to get up.”
“… Ugh.”
“We agreed to head back to Mount Hua today, didn’t we?”
“Ugh….”
“Get up, you damned kid!”
“Augh! Just leave me alone!”
“Just lie there like that and have a blotch pop on your back! You damned kid!”
Then the door that had been closed opened roughly again.
Bang!
“Huh?”
“Wha- What?”
Two people walked in through the suddenly opened door. Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol quickly opened the path side to side, swallowing dry saliva.
It was Yoo Iseol and Tang Soso.
“Soso.”
“Yes, Sago!”
“Wake him up.”
“Yes!”
Chaeng!
Tang Soso’s hands quickly went into her sleeves and came out holding a large acupuncture needle. Seeing this, Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong hastily retreated almost to the wall.
Soon after…
“Aaaaaaaaaaah!”
Chung Myung’s desperate scream, which was unbearable to hear with eyes wide open, echoed throughout the hall.
“…Ugh.”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Do you think it wouldn’t hurt when a needle is stuck in my head? Huh?”
To avoid Chung Myung’s glare which seemed ready to pounce at any moment, Yoon Jong turned his head slightly.
‘Why is he making a fuss at me when I’m not the one who stuck it in?’
When he couldn’t even say a word against Soso.
Even while grumbling, Yoon Jong could fully understand Chung Myung.
In front of that large needle, everyone is equal.
“What’s so urgent that you’re tormenting people early in the morning!”
“Why? Are you still not sober yet?”
At that time, Soso, who approached, smiled brightly and said.
“If so, let me know. The effects of the Tang Family’s hangover acupuncture are guaranteed.”
Yoon Jong asked with a trembling face.
“…Soso.”
“Yes?”
“Does your Tang Family really have such an acupuncture technique?”
“If you don’t believe me, you can go to the Tang Family and ask them.”
“….”
Of course, there’s no way to ask the Tang Family that’s a few thousand Li away from here. If the daughter of the Tang Gaju says so, he can only believe it.
“So, why are you dawdling in the morning when we have to leave!”
“Would getting up a bit earlier make us reach Mount Hua any faster? Huh? Would it?”
“What did you say? You need more help to sober up?”
As the large needle emerged from Soso’s sleeve again, Chung Myung quickly shut his mouth.
‘Oh my gosh. She tamed that brat.’
‘Should I change my weapon to needles too?’
Strangely, those who weren’t afraid of swords were afraid of needles.
“Ugh.”
Chung Myung stirred the porridge in the bowl a few times, then slumped in his chair and grumbled.
“If we had left earlier, we would have arrived at Mount Hua and been resting comfortably by now! What with all the trouble that’s been caused…”
‘You’re the one who caused most of that trouble, you brat!’
He was a typical person who was excited when they were doing things but found cleaning up afterward bothersome.
“So, are we leaving today?”
“We agreed to, didn’t we?”
“I’d rather stay here for another week if I could.”
“Why? You said you couldn’t wait to get back to Mount Hua. You just said that.”
“That’s true, but…….”
“Huh?”
Chung Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.
“If we roll around here, won’t there be a couple more holes in Wudang’s stomach?”
This brat is a demon. A demon, indeed.
“That won’t do.”
“Huh?”
Chung Myung turned his head at the sound of the voice. After the conversation with the Elder, Baek Cheon was entering the dining hall.
“What about Elders?”
“They said we should leave as soon as we finish breakfast, without wasting any time.”
“What’s the rush?”
“… It’s only polite to leave quickly after causing a commotion in someone else’s house.”
“Polite, what a joke.”
Chung Myung scoffed as if he found it ridiculous.
The mess had already occurred, but how can a wound get better if they disappear quickly? Perhaps Wudang will have to suffer for a while because of the wounds they suffered this time.
‘Well, it serves them right.’
Of course, he had offered one of his arms as bait to provoke them, but he never expected them to attack so aggressively. Thanks to that, they gained more benefits, but…
‘Heo Dojin.’
He’s definitely not a pushover.
“Well, anyway, I won this time.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing.”
Chung Myung waved his hand nonchalantly.
Now that the stage is set, Bop Jeong will move…….
Chung Myung’s face, which was contemplating, suddenly distorted in anger.
“Ah, the more I think about it, the more infuriating it is, those Shaolin bastards.”
When the word Shaolin came out of Chung Myung’s mouth, Hye Yeon, who was scooping porridge on one side of the table, flinched, slipped his nose into the bowl, and lowered his head.
“The little one is doing nothing but cheering from behind.”
“….”
“The old one just eats the food that others have prepared!”
“… Who’s the old one?”
“You know, the one that looks like an old raccoon.”
In fact, everyone could roughly guess who he was talking about, but no one dared to say the name out loud.
There may be many skilled people in the world. However, only Chung Myung in the world will call Shaolin’s Bangjang that way.
“Anyway, my stomach hurts to death. I know that as long as there’s something for me to eat, it’s a gain regardless of what others eat, but it’s only human to feel like my stomach is turning when I see someone else eating a single bean even when I’m tearing apart a whole chunk of meat, right?”
“…Chung Myung-ah.”
“Huh?”
“Normally, people don’t feel that way.”
“Oh, really? Isn’t that what people do?”
“….”
There was silence.
‘Oh Yuanshi Tianzun. What should we do with this bastard?’
As everyone looked at him with despair, even the world famous Chung Myung laughed awkwardly, realizing something was wrong.
“Hahaha. I’m joking, joking!”
‘He means it.’
‘This punk really meant it with all his heart.’
‘How can he become more refreshing as the days go by?’
It is normal for people to become more familiar with each other as they spend more time together, but this obvious truth didn’t apply to Chung Myung.
“Ahem. Anyway!”
Chung Myung looked around at the people gathered at the table.
“Don’t be too conceited.”
At his slightly subdued voice, Mount Hua’s disciples’ faces quickly changed.
“To put it bluntly, Wudang hit our weaknesses precisely this time.”
“Hmm…”
Baek Cheon let out a thoughtful sigh and unconsciously glanced around.
Although he knew that Chung Myung had been considerate enough to take care of this, he couldn’t help but worry if his words would reach the ears of the first-class disciples.
“Ordinary people will focus on the fact that we won, but those with a mind will understand the weaknesses of Mount Hua that Wudang thought of.”
“I suppose so.”
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders.
“Wudang is not wrong. Mount Hua is seriously lacking senior disciples.”
“That’s true.”
Baek Cheon also chimed in with a grave face.
“Although we achieved a formal victory in the Sparring Matches, objectively speaking, it is hard for the first-class disciples who were there with the power of Mount Hua. We could only win because it was a one-on-one match. If we had to fight all the first-class disciples, the odds would have been slim.”
Five Swords nods as if they agree with that.
“Considering the Elders within Wudang Sect, the gap between us and Wudang is still vast.”
“Exactly.”
Chung Myung threw his eyes at Baek Cheon as if to prompt him to continue.
“It’s good that we gained a lot. But more importantly, we clearly know what we need to do now.”
“Whoa?”
“If we lack senior disciples, we can fill that gap ourselves.”
There was no wavering in Baek Cheon’s gaze. His firm voice rang out powerfully.
“When we get stronger here, we become senior disciples and we become the main power of Mount Hua. It is imperative that no one dares to say that Mount Hua’s lack of senior disciples. Do you all understand?”
“Yes, Sahyung!”
“Of course, Sasuk!”
Between the Five Swords with newly determined eyes, someone grinned with a very unpleasant face.
Baek Cheon sighed and rolled his eyes.
“…What, you bastard.”
“Hehe. Our Dongryong is doing well on his own now.”
“….”
Clap!
Chung Myung lightly applauded.
“We’ve gained a lot, have a lot to think about, and have a lot to do in the future.”
“….”
“But let’s put all that aside!”
“Huh?”
Looking at the bewildered everyone, he smiled slyly.
“Anyway, we should enjoy ourselves when it’s time to enjoy! It’s time to return to Mount Hua in triumph! Let’s go back to Mount Hua!”
Everyone nodded with excited faces.
It was time to wrap up the long journey.