Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 667

Yang Gyeong couldn’t help feeling upset.

Several factors contributed to his bad mood.

First of all, he had to travel a terribly long distance to get to Mount Hua. And when he finally arrived, Mount Hua was swarming with a crowd far beyond his imagination.

Thanks to this, he had to climb a steep mountain path filled with people with his exhausted body from traveling such a long distance.

Well, up to that point, he could understand. They had to bear this much since Mount Hua had never invited them, and they had come alone.

However, what really infuriated him was something else.

“What? There’s no accommodation?”

“I’m sorry.”

Ice Clan warrior, who was writing in the guestbook, gave an awkward smile.

“Because so many people have come, those who didn’t get an invitation might have to stay at Huayin City down the mountain.”

“Down the mountain?”

Yang Gyeong’s face is distorted.

“Are you saying I have to go down this cursed mountain and come back up?”

The Ice Clan warrior apologized again with an embarrassed face. Even in his opinion, going down and returning up the mountain was no ordinary task.

“I’m sorry. We kindly ask for your understanding, as this happened because there aren’t enough accommodations.”

Yang Gyeong’s face slowly heated up. But again, he showed patience.

“Then, where do I stay when I go down to Huayin? Is there a proper pavilion at least?”

“For those who came early, we’ve given them accommodation at the newly built pavilion, but… now even those places are all occupied, so you’ll have to stay in an inn or tent. However, I’m not sure if there’s even any space left in the inn…”

“A tent?”

Yang Gyeong looked at the Ice Clan warrior with an incredulous face.

“Does Heavenly Comrade Alliance make guests who’ve traveled from afar sleep in a tent?”

“I’m sorry. Far more people have come than we expected.”

“A lot of people came?”

Yang Gyeong gritted his teeth with a fierce face.

“Doesn’t that mean the martial artists of Kangho are celebrating the founding of Heavenly Comrade Alliance that much! Yet you treat guests who have come for the celebration like this!”

When he finally shouted angrily, the people around him looked back in surprise. As it was a disturbance, the disciples of Mount Hua naturally reacted.

“What’s the matter?”

Jo-Gol, who ran quickly, asked Yang Gyeong as he looked at him.

“Look here.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“I’m Yang Gyeong, the Sect Leader of the Cheongbaek Sect (Clear/Pure White Sect (청백파(淸白派))) of Hunan (호남(湖南)). I’m called the Iron Will Hero in Kangho (철담호(鐵膽豪)).”

“Yang Munju. It’s an honor to meet you.”

Jo-Gol greeted him politely, contrary to his usual demeanor. And then he asked.

“Then…?”

He was asking why Yang Gyeong was angry.

The Iron Will Hero Yang Gyeong furrowed his brows to the fullest.

“I came all the way here to celebrate the founding of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance, but you couldn’t give me a place to rest. Would it be right to have a guest sleep in a tent?”

Having guessed enough about what was happening, Jo-Gol sighed secretly with a slightly troubled face.

‘Who knew so many people would flock like this?’

No, even if they had known, it wouldn’t have mattered. Buildings don’t magically appear just because you want them to. It’s only because the Tang Family had made an effort that they could accommodate even this much.

“I’m truly sorry. Please understand the situation of our sect.”

“Understand….”

Yang Gyeong, who spoke quietly, looked at Jo-Gol with strange eyes.

As soon as he looked at the eyes, Jo-Gol noticed that Yang Gyeong didn’t harbor a good feeling toward Mount Hua in the first place.

“Understanding is something that can only be done when each other makes an effort, right? Isn’t that the case, Dojang?”

“…What do you mean?”

“Then, who stays in those magnificent pavilion of this Mount Hua?”

Jo-Gol’s face hardened at the obvious question.

“Answer me.”

“…Members of the Ten Great Sect and the Five Great Family will be staying there.”

Yang Gyeong grinned as if he knew it would happen.

“So… those great people get to stay in the magnificent pavilion, while nameless people like us have to pitch tents and sleep like beggars?”

“That’s not the intended meaning.”

“Then what’s the meaning? I’d like to hear what kind of incredible meaning is hidden behind this.”

Jo-Gol bit his lips gently.

‘That’s absurd…’

Any sect worldwide would allocate accommodations similarly when hosting an event like this. Even when Shaolin held the world’s Murim Competition, didn’t they provide the Shaolin pavilion to the prestigious sect and have the guests stay outside Shaolin?

But he’s picking on that point?

This was a deliberate attempt to start an argument from the beginning.

The problem now was that Jo-Gol couldn’t confront this absurd claim head-on right now. They are in a position to hold this event without any issues. They had to be cautious not to let even a small quarrel break out.

Finally, Jo-Gol spoke politely again while holding back his anger.

“I ask that you understand the difficult situation our sect is facing.”

“Difficulty…”

Yang Gyeong grinned.

Mount Hua may have grown in force, but his disciples are still green. It wasn’t particularly difficult to push them around.

Yang Gyeong peeked at the people who were gathered around him. Everyone looked at the confrontation between him and Jo-Gol as if it were quite interesting.

No more, no less, just an interest. They weren’t necessarily siding with Yang Gyeong. However, they wonder how Mount Hua will deal with it and find the commotion entertaining.

“Let’s say I understand the situation with Ten Great Sect and Five Great Family! I also understand Mount Hua’s circumstances.”

“….”

“But… what about them?”

“What?”

Yang Gyeong pointed at Yasugung Clan warriors and Ice Clan warriors with a rude gesture.

“What are they doing occupying the rooms? If there’s no room for the guests, the host should offer their own room to accommodate them. But these people are occupying the rooms, leaving no space for the guests!”

Jo-Gol couldn’t overcome the absurdity and opened his mouth.

“Munju-nim, they are members of Heavenly Comrade Alliance…….”

“If there’s a shortage of rooms, they can give up their rooms, can’t they?”

“….”

Yang Gyeong grinned triumphantly at Jo-Gol, who was speechless for a moment.

“Why? It’s not that difficult, is it? The North Sea Ice Clan people come from a cold place, so it shouldn’t be hard for them to sleep outside. The Namman Yasugung Clan people are just a bunch of savages, so it’s not a problem for them to sleep on the street, is it?”

Jo-Gol’s face began to flush with anger little by little.

What made him even more astonished and angry were the sounds of laughter that erupted from various places in response to Yang Gyeong’s words.

‘You’re laughing?’

Listening to such absurd words, and instead of getting angry, they laugh?

Jo-Gol’s body began to heat up with rage.

“Your words are too harsh!”

“What’s so harsh about stating the facts? These people come from a desolate environment, so there’s no need to provide them with such lavish accommodations. It’s like putting a pearl necklace on a pig!”

“This….”

Just as Jo-Gol was about to burst into a rage, blatant laughter erupted from all around.

“Well, that’s not so wrong.”

“Such accommodations must feel like a palace to those people from the Outer region.”

“Just give them the tents. They’re used to living in makeshift dwellings anyway.”

Jo-Gol and the faces of other Mount Hua disciples around him were burning red. Jo-Gol’s lips trembled with anger.

‘It’s deep.’

Jo-Gol realized something new.

Ice Clan and Yasugung Clan rejected Jungwon. They certainly had their own reasons for doing so.

However, emotions are often far from rational.

No matter the reason, there’s no way people would be welcoming towards those who rejected them. This is especially true when those people are ones they deem inferior.

Since ancient times, Jungwon has underestimated the Outer Clan and the people there. Wasn’t the reason why Namman Yasugung Clan praised Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign so much because, unlike the other Jungwon people who ignored the crisis of Yasugung and Yunnan, Mount Hua were the only ones who fought for Yunnan?

The important thing here is not that Plum Blossom Sword Sovereign fought for the Namman Yasugung Clan, but that Jungwon did not help the Outer Clan even though Magyo invaded them.

Up until now, the ill feelings towards Outer Clan had been suppressed by the prestige of Mount Hua and the Tang Family, but thanks to Yang Gyeong, it started to burst out here and there.

“I don’t understand why they include Yasugung Clan and Ice Clan when just Mount Hua and the Tang Family would be enough.”

“Would the sect of Jungwon ever form an alliance with the sects from the Outer region? After all, they are just an Outsider.”

“They might just end up wasting their fortunes for them.”

Once the words started, they were hard to control.

Many people who didn’t want to cause trouble and were watching the situation began to whisper their opinions, and the voices gradually grew louder.

When the whispering voices turned into murmurs, Jo-Gol, who thought he could no longer watch the situation, raised his voice.

“Please refrain from making excessive remarks. Ice Clan and Yasugung Clan are close friends of Mount Hua. Insulting them is the same as insulting Mount Hua!”

“Hoho. I see Mount Hua in a good light.”

Even though Jo-Gol was angry, Yang Gyeong was not frightened at all. Instead, he showed a cunning smile.

“So what are you going to do? If I insult them more, are you going to drive me away?”

“….”

“Try it. Mount Hua is a place that persecutes and drives out the sect of Jungwon to protect Outer Clan! Ptoo! If I knew it was a place like this, I wouldn’t have come all this way and suffered!”

Jo-Gol looked around with a puzzled look. The gazes piercing him weren’t pleasant at all. Yang Gyeong’s remark that he would kick out the sect of Jungwon for the sake of the Outer Clan seemed to have become a decisive blow.

If it were usual Jo-Gol, he would never be shaken by this. Rather, he might have proudly shouted in agreement.

However, this was his first time experiencing such a large event, and it was an event led by Mount Hua, so he hesitated, thinking he couldn’t cause any problems.

“That’s….”

At that moment, the Ice Clan warrior who had been behind him couldn’t take it anymore and stepped forward.

“Instead of picking a fight with a random person, if you have a complaint, speak to me directly.”

“What did you say?”

“Are you a coward who can’t speak to the person involved but only raises your voice to a young disciple who seems like an easy target?”

“You… Where did this barbarian come from…!”

“What?”

“You better not run your mouth as you please!”

“This damn guy!”

At the word ‘barbarian,’ the warriors of Yasugung Clan and Ice Clan, who had been watching the situation, stepped forward indignantly.

The atmosphere turned tense in an instant.

“You, You can’t do this!”

Jo-Gol hurriedly dissuaded Yasugung Clan and Ice Clan.

“We must not cause any trouble. Isn’t this a place for Heavenly Comrade Alliance?”
“….”

The Yasugung Clan and Ice Clan warriors closed their mouths with stern faces. They didn’t want to back down, but they couldn’t help it since Jo-Gol said so.

But Jo-Gol may have worked for them, but it didn’t work for Yang Gyeong at all.

“Ha! Those who only know how to run their mouths are rolling their tails!”

Perhaps humiliated by the remark, Ice Clan warrior, who was stepping down, gritted his teeth and said.

“…If this weren’t for Mount Hua, your head would have already been rolling on the ground. You better thank your luck.”

“What?”

At that fierce momentum, Yang Gyeong rather rushed in with fire in his eyes.

“What are you babbling about, you barbarian!”

And he shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Where did these filthy Outsider scum get off acting so high and mighty! Ignorant fools!”

“Filthy Outsider?”

The warriors of the Ice Clan and Yasugung Clan clenched their lips tightly.

They wanted to confront him immediately, but they knew that doing so would put Mount Hua and Tang Family in a difficult position, so they were stuck in between, unable to do anything.

“Stop dirtying Jungwon with your filthy feet and go back to where you came from, you barbarians!”

“Yang Munju!”

It was the very moment when Jo-Gol could no longer hold back and shouted as he stepped forward.

“What did you say, you punk?”

Flinch.

Jo-Gol turned his head and his face quickly paled.

‘N- No!’

Chung Myung was walking out of the crowd, twisting his neck from side to side.

Chung Myung’s gaze, which looked left and right, was fixed on Yang Gyeong.

“Who did you mess with? Did your liver bloat up so much it burst?! Hey! Come over here! You bastard, here!”

‘N- No…’

Jo-Gol’s hands move like thunder and grab Chung Myung’s sleeve.

No, he tried to grab it.

But if his hands were thunder, Chung Myung’s body was like lightning. Chung Myung’s body slipped out like an illusion and darted forward like a flash of light. All Jo-Gol managed to grab was thin air.

Before long.

Kwadeudeuk!

Chung Myung’s feet slammed Yang Gyeong’s face.

The world became silent as if it were at a standstill.

Everyone gazed at the scene with their eyes wide open. Everyone’s chin falls out with their mouth wide open.

“Aaaaagh!”

What broke the silence was the scream of Yang Gyeong, who was kicked in the face and collapsed.

Only then did Mount Hua disciples around them come to their senses, simultaneously clutching their heads with both hands.

‘We’re doomed…’

It was the moment when the top priority of Mount Hua, ‘Preventing Chung Myung from causing trouble,’ completely collapsed.