Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 660

“…….”

Chung Myung’s eyes trembled.

“N- No….”

His gaze was fixed on the procession of people pushing madly into the mountain gate like a flood.

From here, it just looked like ‘a lot of people coming in,’ but if one went out to the gate and looked down at Mt. Hua, the procession of people climbing the mountain path looked like a giant dragon climbing the mountain.

“Why are so many people coming?”

Chung Myung muttered with a puzzled face and turned his head.

He could see the long line of people who had already entered Mount Hua. The line circled around the training field twice and still extended to the residence of Sect Leader, where Hyun Jong was.

“…The event hasn’t even started yet.”

“Of course.”

“Huh?”

Tang Pae, who was next to him, smiled and opened his mouth.

“Once the event actually starts, they can’t meet Sect Leader. Those who have to hold the event can’t individually greet and talk to the guests coming from each sect, can they?”

“That’s true.”

“So most sects want to have a private meeting with Sect Leader before the event starts.”

“…but still, this much?”

“It’s not usually this much, but…….”

Dang Pae grinned as if amused.

“It must mean that the interest in Heavenly Comrade Alliance is so intense.”

“…….”

Chung Myung looked at the crowd with disbelief. No matter how he looked, the number of people was unbelievable.

‘No. I did exaggerated a little to gather a lot of people.’

But did that mean the effect was this good?

“You seem to be quite flustered. Well, you wouldn’t have seen this large crowd in Mount Hua. But now you must get used to it, Dojang. It’s a sight you’ll see often from now on.”

‘There used to be many people at Mount Hua! In the old Mount Hua, this was a daily occurrence, you brat!’

‘It’s just that somehow this scene is a bit unfamiliar to me…. Uh…’

‘Why?’

‘Back then, there would have been many events like this at Mount Hua, so why can’t I remember…’

“Ah……”

For a moment, the voices of the past Sahyung passed through Chung Myung’s head.

– Sahyung! Sahyung! Please don’t leave your room!

– No, Sahyung! Don’t be like this, how about you go practice a little. Didn’t I even prepare alcohol for you! Just tell me the place, and I’ll fly the serving table to you.

– Sahyung! Sect Leader told me never ever to let you come into Mount Hua!

– Don’t start a fight or beat people up even if you run into them by chance! No, even if you beat them, you must not make them disabled!

– Just go to Southern Edge Sect instead. What? Reason? If I tell you to go then just go, you punk!

Chung Myung’s gaze turned to the distant sky.

Back then, he didn’t know this was such an important event.

They say you must change your position to understand the other person’s position…

What if one of Mount Hua’s disciples now starts a fight with a guest and ends up beating them badly?

Chung Myung would probably beat that guy to dust with his eyes going mad and then throw him off a cliff. But his Sahyung in the past didn’t have the power to beat Chung Myung. So it must have been frustrating.

‘Ah, uhm… I’m sorry.’

Feeling a sudden wave of guilt, Chung Myung coughed.

“Hum hum.”

And then he stared ahead again.

In front of the neatly renovated Mount Hua buildings, a crowd had gathered, and a few Mount Hua disciples and the Tang Family members were frantically running around, managing the people who had signed the guestbook and entered.

‘It feels weird.’

His gaze couldn’t help but recall when he came to the sect after being reborn.

The Mount Hua he saw through the collapsing gate was very different from what he knew.

There was no vitality, and he didn’t feel the divinity unique to Taoist Sects. The hall was on the verge of collapse, and the faces of those guarding Mount Hua were nowhere to be seen.

How could words describe his emotions when he saw the half ruined Mount Hua with dilapidated buildings?

But now people are gathering again in Mount Hua.

“Tsk.”

It feels weird…..

As he discreetly rubbed his nose’s tip, Chung Myung stretched his shoulders vigorously.

“Everyone seems busy, so maybe I should help out too!”

It was just as he was about to stride towards the guests with a confident step.

Squeeze.

“Huh?”

As someone grabbed him, Chung Myung turned his head and saw Tang Pae clutching his sleeve while smiling awkwardly.

“That… My, my father said… from now on, your sect will have to go through many such events, and as the head of Heavenly Comrade Alliance, you’ll have to hold many independent events.”

“And so?”

“So… it might be better for you, as Mount Hua Divine Dragon, to observe the overall situation rather than doing small tasks directly…”

“…….”

“Ju- Just step in when there’s a big problem! When there’s a big problem!”

Chung Myung narrowed his eyes and glanced at Tang Pae.

Then Tang Pae awkwardly looked away and turned his head to look at the distant sky.

“Did Tang Gaju order this?”

“…Not necessarily…….”

“…….”

Time passed, and Mount Hua changed a lot.

However, Chung Myung’s treatment has not changed much.

‘Now even the Tang Family is keeping an eye on me! Oh, my fate!’

Still, Chung Myung was proving his growth. In the past, he would have shouted, ‘Who do you think you’re watching?’ and broke their heads right there. But now, he was just letting it slide.

‘I’ve become much nicer, too.’

At this rate, I’ll soon become a saint, a saint.

– You’re talking bullshit wholeheartedly.

“No, but this yangban!”

“Yes?”

“……No.”

Chung Myung, who sighed deeply, looked forward. Then, he suddenly tilted his head.

“But it’s strange.”

“What are you talking about?”

“There are so many martial artists who will fight whenever they make eye contact, but they don’t make much noise.”

“Hahaha. You’re kidding, aren’t you?”

“Huh?”

Tang Pae laughed out loud and said.

“Most of those who came here want to leave a good impression on Mount Hua and Heavenly Comrade Alliance. It’s only natural that they can’t cause trouble at a place where a feast is being held.”

“Ah, is that usually the case?”

“…Is there anything strange about it?”

“No… not that something’s strange, but…”

Chung Myung looked at the distant sky.

– No, these bastards invite others and treat the guests like this? Alright, let me take down their signboard today! Come here, you punks! I already don’t like seeing you guys wear Taoist hat that doesn’t even fit your head, but today I will untie the hatstring! Aren’t you coming?!

“…….”

‘I’m sorry, Sahyung. Without knowing that common sense I…..’

Chung Myung quickly lowered his head before another swearing came from the sky.

“But, then…”

Then his face was suddenly distorted.

“Even though there are so many guests here, why hasn’t Namman Yasugung Clan arrived yet! Is that guy’s walk slow because he’s so big?”

“Haha……. isn’t Yasugung Clan far away. I’m sure they will arrive on time for the main event since we informed them in advance.”

“Tsk. I thought they’d arrive right away.”

Chung Myung was about to click his tongue and complain.

Suddenly, a loud murmur began to be heard from the gate.

“Huh? Did they arrive?”

He stretched his neck to see, but someone shouted out loud.

“Peng Family! Hebei Peng Family is here!”

“Oh?”

At the unexpected name, Chung Myung smiled broadly.

“I sent an invitation, but I didn’t think they would actually come.”

However, that wasn’t the end of the problem.

“Qingcheng! Qingcheng is here!”

“Isn’t that Beggar Union? Right, right! Beggar Union is coming!”

“Oh! Kongtong! Kontong Sect!”

Chung Myung exclaimed at the familiar names heard here and there.

“It’s the parade of bigwigs.”

Tang Pae grabbed Chung Myung’s sleeve with a determined face and dragged him.

“It’s not the time to stay like this! Let’s go to the gate!”

“Huh? Why?”

“Those with reputation need to be treated accordingly. Sect Leader don’t have to greet the guest directly, but it’s better for someone with a proper name to come forward. The reputation of Mount Hua Divine Dragon would be proportional to this. Hurry!”

“Ugh. Annoying.”

Chung Myung headed toward the prose with a face full of annoyance.

Those waiting to sign the guestbook and enter Mount Hua were making way for the big shot without exception. Following the open path, the Ten Great Sect and Five Great Family members entered with an imposing atmosphere.

Chok.

Standing in front of the gate, Chung Myung straightened his back.

‘Hiik!’

‘Tang Pae, are you crazy?’

‘What’s he thinking?’

Mount Hua’s disciples, who were busy guiding the guests, were startled and petrified when they saw him.

No, why is he putting Chung Myung in a place where everyone’s eyes are focused instead of pushing him into the corner.

‘We’re screwed!’

‘We, we need to fix this!’

‘Elder-nim! Where are Elder-nim?’

And it was that moment.

Chung Myung quietly brought his hands together, assumed a respectful position, and slowly reached out.

“Welcome to Mount Hua. You must have gone through a lot of trouble coming all the way here.”

“…….”

“…….”

Baek Cheon, who had turned pale blue, slowly opened his mouth wide.

The other Five Swords, who was next to him, also saw the scene with a soulless face.

“…Did you see that? Chung Myung spoke like a human being.”

“He didn’t even use informal speech?”

“…Is that what they call ‘courtesy’?”

It would be a natural sight for those who didn’t know Chung Myung, but those who knew him were all shocked to the point of their jaws dropping.

Even his posture in giving respect was impeccable. To the unknowing eyes, he would look like a disciple from a prestigious sect who had received strict teachings.

Ah, no. That’s not exactly wrong, though.

Those who received the greeting showed interest in their eyes and looked at Chung Myung.

“I am an Elder of Peng Family, Peng Ak (팽악(彭岳)). May I ask who you are?”

“It’s an honor to meet Elder-nim. I am Chung Myung, Mount Hua’s third-class disciple.”

“Oh? So you’re the Mount Hua Divine Dragon? The one called the world’s best rising star?”

Chung Myung smiled softly and shook his head lightly.

“It’s just a false reputation. Hearing such words from Peng Family’s Elder, I’m too embarrassed to even lift my head.”

“Haha. As I’ve heard, you’re indeed a talented person!”

A dark blue vein popped out on Baek Cheon’s fist.

“…I’d rather he cause a scene, that bastard…”

“I- I can’t bear to watch, Sasuk!”

“Did he eat something wrong?”

Seeing Chung Myung, who suddenly transformed into a perfect disciple of a prestigious sect, upset them and they were on the verge of being infuriated.

‘That heinous punk…’

Although it was fortunate that he didn’t cause any trouble, why did it make them feel so nauseous?

However, despite their quiet groans, Chung Myung still did not erase his soft, gentle smile as if he had painted it.

“Please come inside. Sect Leader was looking forward to your visit.”

“That’s delightful to hear. Then, will you usher us to greet Sect Leader?”

“It’s an honor.”

He once again bowed and turned away.

As the guests watched Chung Myung’s confident walk, they whispered to each other.

“I heard he has a very cranky personality…. but it doesn’t seem like it?”

“In the first place, rumors of Kangho are always exaggerated, aren’t they?”

“I understand why Mount Hua is making a name for himself. Their humble spirit is truly dazzling.”

“Kya… Kyareu…”

“Huh?”

At that moment, those who followed the strange sound from the front tilted their heads and stopped talking.

But Chung Myung walked on as if nothing had happened. His ears and the nape of his neck were turning red.

“First, let’s pay our respects.”

“Yes.”

Those who visited Mount Hua, led by Peng Ak, entered the gate.

‘But….’

Peng Ak, who was looking around, frowned slightly.

‘Why do all Mount Hua disciples have such expressions?’

Somehow their expressions were horrendous and grimly distorted. Unable to understand, Peng Ak just tilted his head.