Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 687
It’s shiny.
“….”
Generally, encountering a bright face is a pleasant experience.
Of course, there are occasionally clueless people who smile when they shouldn’t, ruining the atmosphere without understanding the situation. But at least, now was clearly not one of those moments.
However….
‘Can a person look that gentle? I thought it was Avalokitesvara….’
‘He looks even rounder.’
It was nothing short of a strange sight.
Hye Yeon, who becomes one of the scariest people in the world when using martial arts, looks so cute and round when he’s not.
His face, once gaunt, had filled out and her expression was so bright that it made everyone around him feel good.
However, there was one thing that bothered them a little….
Jo-Gol spoke with a trembling face.
“Still, isn’t it wrong for a monk to become so gentle after eating meat….”
“Hey!”
“Shh!”
“Mouth!”
Jo-Gol pouted his lips in response to the consecutive criticisms.
“Well… If he had only eaten meat, I wouldn’t even bother commenting. But yesterday at the drinking party, he was gulping down alcohol as if he was going to drink all the alcohol in Mount Hua.”
“….”
“Is it okay for a monk to do that? He’s still a monk, you know?”
“What about you, a Taoist? Should you really do that?”
“…. Well, if you say so, I don’t have anything to say.”
Jo-Gol rubbed his stomach and grimaced.
“It’s strange, it’s just strange. I still feel dizzy and nauseous because of the alcohol I drank yesterday.”
“…. Actually, me too.”
“I feel like I’m going to vomit if I get hit.”
“Ugh….”
With their faces turning dark, Mount Hua’s disciples listlessly watched the other sect disciples going back and forth in the training ground.
“How on earth did all those sects come together….”
Not only Hye Yeon but they were also strange.
Mount Hua’s disciples were quite confident in their drinking capabilities. Wasn’t Mount Hua the place that came to value drinking ten cups without refusing, influenced by that Chung Myung guy?
The problem was that the other sects that drank alcohol with Mount Hua yesterday were not easy opponents either.
First, the Tang Family.
The Tang Family fundamentally deals with poison and assassination art. Therefore, they essentially have expertise in detoxification. There is no way that, in order to develop their tolerance to poison, these yangbans who commit strange acts of mixing rice with trace amounts of poison from an early age would easily get drunk by drinking.
And then, there was Namman Yasugung Clan.
There was no need to argue about reasons and logic for those people.
If anyone saw the warriors of the Namman Yasugung Clan, they would inevitably think, ‘Ah, these people must drink a lot of alcohol and eat ten pounds of meat as a snack.’
However, not those two sects shocked the people of Mount Hau the most.
Even though these two sects had impressive drinkers who were second to none in the world, the North Sea Ice Clam warriors have easily surpassed that dimension.
– Is this even alcohol?
– Even a three-year-old kid of the North Sea doesn’t drink this weak and bland alcohol!
– Get me some booze, not water!
“….It was amazing.”
“Is their liver made of iron…?”
“I’ve heard that people in colder regions drink strong alcohol, but I never thought it would be to that extent….”
In front of the warriors of the North Sea Ice Clan, both the Tang Family and Namman Yasugung Clam raised their hands.
These people, who already looked cold and emotionless, drank cups of strong alcohol without any change in their expressions, which was enough to make the onlookers shudder.
“Come to think of it, isn’t Seol Gungju also very good at drinking alcohol?”
“….It seemed like that? I saw him competing with Yasugungju yesterday.”
“That, that guy looks so innocent, though….”
“Hey! Be careful with your words, he’s still a leader of a clan.”
“…Tsk. He was my little brother just a while ago.”
Jo-Gol smacked his lips with regret. Then again, he frowned and muttered.
“Anyway, uh… my stomach feels like it’s going to burst.”
The disciples of Mount Hua had to drink more alcohol than the people from other sects.
As the drinking party progressed, the Tang Family, Namman Yasugung Clan, and North Sea Ice Clan became closer and drank together, but in the end, they couldn’t help but find the people of Mount Hua were the most familiar in the beginning.
Baek Cheon also kept receiving drinks and was almost unconscious by the time the drinking party ended.
“So, what about the others?”
“….They’re all knocked out, well.”
“….”
“Just a while ago, Soso went to wake them up, so they should be coming soon. If they don’t want to have needles on their heads, they’ll get up.”
Baek Cheon nodded his head and looked at the people from other sects gathering in the training field.
There wasn’t even a trace of strength in the staggering figures. The way they first appeared at Mount Hua and their enthusiasm in front of the guests felt like a lie.
“U- Uuuk!”
“Hey! Don’t throw up here!”
“Keueu… water. Someone give me some cool water please…..”
“Uwooghhh!”
“Hey, damn it!”
Baek Cheon’s cheeks trembled as he watched.
Their faces flushed, and the staggering crowd emitted such a strong alcohol smell that it hurt their noses.
‘Why…’
The people dressed in green were like gods of death in Sichuan, and those wearing beast-fur vests were more frightening than ferocious beasts in Yunnan.
‘The white… pale… oh, geez. Wash your clothes, what is that?’
‘Anyway, the people originally dressed in white were from the North… ah, let’s not talk about that.’
Seeing those people suffering from hangovers and throwing up here and there made his heart feel suffocated and furious.
‘Why do they all become like this when they come to Mount Hua? Is there something wrong with this place?’
At that moment, one who had somewhat regained consciousness shouted.
“Stand up straight, you bastard! Stra…ugh! Straight…up…”
“D- Don’t shout. My head is ringing.”
“Who the hell peed here! This crazy guy should know when to stop drinking… Huh? A dog brought from Namman Yasugugn Clan? Ah…well, I guess that’s possible.”
‘No, that’s not possible, you crazy people! Dog urine in the Taoist Sect! What kind of nonsense is this!’
Baek Cheon also realized with his whole body that friendship was growing in the cups that came and went last night. But right now, there was only one thought in his mind.
‘I wish they’d all just pass out.’
Yeah, this is what friendship is all about. Y Just looking at each other makes you feel restless! Isn’t that the case with Chung Myung?
“…Where are our kids?”
“Over there, coming.”
Baek Cheon turned his head slightly.
Then he immediately closed his eyes tightly.
The disciples of Mount Hua, disregarding their clothes and appearances, were crawling towards the training ground.
‘Was it really a good idea to create Heavenly Comrade Alliance?’
Could it be that there’s no answer to gathering them all together, who are individually helpless?
“Ugh…. Sa- Sasuk… I feel like I’m going to die…”
“Wha- What kind of alcohol did they bring so much of…”
Baek Cheon smiled and spoke kindly to those disciples.
“Guys.”
“Yes?”
“If you don’t want to die, go over there and stand up straight. Keep in mind that a man who stumbles now will have his life twisted ahead.”
“…Yes.”
Everyone tried hard to maintain their posture as they walked toward the training field. Baek Cheon looked at the distant mountain peak.
‘Why does it always… end up like this.’
Why indeed.
Somehow, the passionate warriors of Heavenly Comrade Alliance and the leaders trying to hold on to their dignity faced each other.
It was clear that the feelings of the warriors of the Yasugung Clan, which saw Maeng So’s pale face, would be very complicated. Of course, it’s not like they would get used to it even after seeing Chung Myung pass out from a drinking bet twice.
However, even this could not be compared to the hearts of the Tang Family members who looked at Tang Gun-ak, whose face had lost its vitality.
Tang Gun-ak’s legs were trembling slightly, which wouldn’t flinch after eating enough poison to annihilate a herd of buffaloes.
‘What on earth did they drink?’
‘Look at their sullen faces…’
‘My gosh…. Tang Gaju-nim.’
Of course, Hyun Jong’s face was already out of this world. But at least Chung Myung maintained his health, so Mount Hua disciples could still have some pride.
However… the winner of this hellish drinking battle was evident.
“He’s standing!”
“Standing up straight!”
“As expected of Gungju-nim!”
The members of the North Sea Ice Clan seemed ready to rush over to Seol So-baek and hug him at any moment.
In fact, it was worth being proud that such a young Gungju could maintain consciousness while drinking among such terrifying people. Seol So-baek has really done his role.
Seol So-baek Seol Sobak seemed to have the same thought, as he proudly smiled with a dead, pale face. Chung Myung distorted his face as he watched his mouth twitch strangely.
“Ugh, if only we could’ve had one more bottle, we could’ve sent him away.”
Usually, there would have been several people who would have immediately retorted, but no one had the luxury to criticize him. It seemed that if they shouted the wrong thing, something other than words might come out.
Tang Gun-ak spoke weakly with a quaint face.
“Maengju… please say something.”
Then Hyun Jong, looking down at his disciples from the stage, weakly opened his mouth. However, he couldn’t say anything and soon covered his mouth with his hand, turning his body away and curling up like a shrimp.
Tang Gun-ak muttered quietly.
“…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…….”
Just then, Maeng So shook his head vigorously.
“Enough with the words… let’s go home.”
“…Our warriors don’t seem to be in good shape, so maybe it’s better to rest for another day…”
“If we keep smelling the lingering alcohol here, even a sober gentleman would get drunk.”
…everyone nodded at Maeng So’s words.
Maeng So continued with a pale complexion.
“It’s not like we won’t see each other again after leaving this time; we’ll meet again soon, so let’s not waste any more time.”
Tang Gun-ak nodded in agreement. And, not forgetting his duty, he added.
“Don’t forget the conversations we had yesterday. I will discuss the matters we mentioned with Mount Hua and proceed accordingly.”
“I trust you. Uh… ah, I trust you.”
Thud.
“Aigoo! So-baek-aaaaah!
“Seol Gungju, pull yourself together!”
“Soso! Where is Soso!”
Then Seol So-baek finally fell down, having used up all his strength. Taking advantage of the commotion, Hyun Jong hid behind the stage and retched.
Baek Cheon grinned at this ridiculous sight.
“What a mess.”
Wof! Wof!
‘No, not an actual dog! What on earth did these guys bring a dog to Mount Hua for!’
A mess, chaos, pandemonium, a hopeless situation…
Any words fit the situation perfectly.
Taking advantage of the disaster unfolding on the stage, people began to sit down one after another. In Baek Cheon’s mind, the future of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance was dyed with darkness.
It was not until such confusion that the three sects who visited Mount Hua began to leave the gate. The pride they had when they first entered had vanished, as they despaired on the steep path.
“Then take care, everyone! I’ll see you again.”
“Be careful on your way!”
“May you have a safe journey!”
“Have a safe trip!”
They didn’t forget to exchange kind words. However, their warm words and heartfelt expressions completely differed from their inner thoughts.
‘I’ll never pee in Mount Hua’s direction again.’
‘I’ll never come next time. I’ll send someone else.’
‘Won’t come back if I can help it.’
‘It’s so hard I could die.’
Everyone, with a business-like smile on their face, promised very unnaturally. Tang Gun-ak and Maeng So waved in the lead, while Seol So-baek, in the cart given by Mount Hua, barely managed to raise his hand without lifting his head.
Baek Cheon muttered as he saw those who finally started going down the mountain.
“By the way…. can they really make it down the mountain with those bodies?”
“….”
“They have to climb down the cliff.”
Jo-Gol, Yoon Jong, and Yoo Iseol watched the departing three sects with slightly ambiguous glances.
“…Will they die?”
“Right?”
Baek Cheon made a faint smile and turned his head.
“Let’s go in.”
“….”
“First, take Sect Leader to his quarters. Gol, you go get some honey water.”
“…Yes.”
Jo-Gol ran at Baek Cheon’s command, and some rushed to help Hyun Jong. Baek Cheon sighed.
‘It’s been quite an eventful time…’
Wof! Wof!
“Ah, they left the dog behind! Damn it! I’m so pissed off, I could explode! Aaargh!”
Baek Cheon’s echoed throughout Mount Hua.
Regardless of whether Heavenly Comrade Alliance was established or the world changed, Mount Hua remained simply Mount Hua.