Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 986

Chung Myung. The Mount Hua Sword Saint.

In the Jianghu world, everyone knew that name now. Good people, bad people – everyone. The Mount Hua Sword Saint was famous.

But even for those who knew how important the Mount Hua Sword Saint was, what was happening now was strange.

Shaolin. Mount Hua. The Sichuan Tang Family.

It was an amazing, but tense scene. The leaders of these three powerful groups, each incredibly strong, were arguing fiercely. It seemed like even the famous Mount Hua Sword Saint couldn’t solve this problem.

Besides, his words and actions were more than rude. Any other sect would have punished him for it.

Yet, Mount Hua didn’t say a word to Chung Myung.

It was strange, but maybe understandable. Not even half of the people there knew what kind of sect Mount Hua really was.

So, the real question was:

‘Why isn’t the Tang Family saying anything?’

Tang Gun-ak was already showing his anger. A third-generation disciple had stepped in during a critical moment. Wouldn’t the Tang Family be insulted by this?

No matter how close Chung Myung was to the Sichuan Tang Family, the Tang Family was known for sticking together. It wouldn’t be surprising if they attacked Chung Myung. In fact, that’s what everyone expected.

But the Tang Family was quiet. They just watched Chung Myung with serious faces, their eyes full of trust.

The people watching were confused.

‘It can’t be helped.’

Jao Kgae watched the Nine Great Sects’ confused faces and nodded slowly.

He understood how they felt. If he hadn’t seen what Chung Myung could do on Plum Blossom Island, he would have been just as confused.

In other words, if they had seen Chung Myung defeat the Black Dragon King on Plum Blossom Island, they would have reacted differently.

Chung Myung had proven that he deserved to be part of this conversation. A sect’s rules were important, but sometimes, skill mattered more.

Who would call someone arrogant if they could defeat the Black Dragon King alone?

So, Jao Kgae understood why the Heavenly Union trusted Chung Myung and why the Nine Great Sects were suspicious.

Chung Myung walked between the Heavenly Union, broke the silence, and looked straight at Abbot Beop Jeong.

“What if we’re working together?”

Beop Jeong stared back, his face serious.

“What are you going to do about it?”

It was a symbolic moment.

Beop Jeong was the abbot of Shaolin, one of the most respected positions in the Jianghu.

The sight of a third-generation Mount Hua disciple arguing with the abbot of Shaolin made everyone uncomfortable.

Beop Jeong’s reputation, which had remained strong until now, was being challenged by a rude young man.

“Venerable one…”

Beop Jeong’s face twitched, but he couldn’t show anger. Chung Myung seemed reckless, but he always had a reason for his actions. Beop Jeong couldn’t let Chung Myung control him.

“That sounds dangerous.”

So, Beop Jeong smiled, trying to seem kind even to a foolish child.

“Are you admitting that the Heavenly Union and the Unorthodox Alliance are working together?”

Chung Myung smirked.

“I told you.”

“…”

“So, what are you going to do about it then?”

Beop Jeong’s fake smile disappeared, and anger filled his face.

“You reckless fool!”

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Don’t you understand how important this is?”

He spoke like a superior, making it clear that Chung Myung’s behavior was inappropriate for addressing the abbot of Shaolin. People might not listen to a good idea if it’s said rudely.

But some people don’t care about those things.

“Important?”

Chung Myung sneered.

“Yeah, it must be very important. For you guys, anyway.”

“Listen here, venerable…”

“But.”

Chung Myung’s cold voice stopped Beop Jeong.

“At least for us, none of that matters. All that matters is saving Namgoong.”

Beop Jeong’s lips twitched at Chung Myung’s fierce tone.

“While you were all watching people die, we jumped into the river and risked our lives to save Namgoong. And now you’re talking about working together?”

Chung Myung glared at Beop Jeong, and then at the disciples of the Nine Great Sects hiding behind him. They couldn’t meet his eyes and looked down.

It wasn’t because they were afraid of his power.

It was because they couldn’t deny his words.

“I’ll ask again.”

“…”

“What are you going to do if we’re working together? Are you going to draw your swords and kill us all?”

“Venerable one, my words…”

“Do it.”

Chung Myung’s eyes were full of anger as he stared at Beop Jeong.

“Do it.”

Beop Jeong bit his lip, feeling the pressure of Chung Myung’s intensity.

Actually, when Chung Myung pushed them like this, he didn’t have a plan for what to do next. He just thought he could reduce the criticism against the Nine Great Sects.

But when Chung Myung challenged them like this, he was speechless.

Chung Myung was right.

What could they do if the Heavenly Union was working with the Unorthodox Alliance? Could they really punish them?

Beop Jeong realized that the Heavenly Union, which he had underestimated, had become a real threat.

Maybe the Nine Great Sects had become weaker because of their infighting, or maybe the Heavenly Union had grown stronger unexpectedly. Either way, the Heavenly Union wasn’t afraid to fight them anymore.

Even though Chung Myung was openly hostile, Hyun Jong and Tang Gun-ak didn’t stop him. This meant that even they were willing to challenge the Nine Great Sects.

The members of the Heavenly Union behind them were also glaring, showing no fear.

Beop Jeong had never faced such hostility before. He was used to being admired and trusted.

The Heavenly Union’s anger was too much for him.

“Venerable one.”

“I’m sick of that ‘morality’ you keep talking about.”

Chung Myung’s eyes were cold.

Beop Jeong probably thought he was right. He started by trying to stop the Heavenly Union, but he had convinced himself that he was justified.

That made Chung Myung even more frustrated.

They cared more about their own purity than about the people who were dying. They ignored those who were being killed while talking about their precious rules.

How many people had died because of that kind of thinking?

You can’t work with the Unorthodox Alliance. You can’t negotiate with outsiders. A warrior must not give up his principles, even if it means death. How much blood had been spilled because of leaders who stayed in the back and never risked their own lives?

Chung Myung couldn’t stand that they didn’t take responsibility for those sacrifices.

Working together? Maybe. Hyun Jong and Jang Il-so’s agreement might seem like that to them.

He could argue against it, but there was no point.

Even if it wasn’t now, he would work with anyone if he needed to.

If it could save even one more Mount Hua disciple, Chung Myung would do anything, even if the world criticized him.

So, there was no reason to get upset about this.

“Say whatever you want.”

“…”

“You’re going to do that anyway, right?”

Chung Myung smirked, his expression piercing Beop Jeong’s heart.

“Go ahead and say we’re working with the Unorthodox Alliance to take over the Jianghu. Say that everything on Plum Blossom Island was a plan by the Heavenly Union.”

Chung Myung looked at Beop Jeong and the disciples of the Nine Great Sects.

“That’s what you do, isn’t it?”

“Venerable one! Is that what someone who cares about justice should say?”

Beop Jeong shouted, but Chung Myung remained cold.

“Justice?”

Chung Myung twisted his lips and sneered.

“I don’t know about that.”

“…What did you say?”

“I said I don’t know about that. You can say whatever you want. I’m just doing what I have to do.”

Chung Myung scolded Beop Jeong, who was speechless.

“Do you know how to avoid sin?”

Beop Jeong was confused by the sudden question. When Chung Myung answered, he closed his eyes.

“Do nothing. Just like you.”

A quiet silence filled the air.

There was no need to argue about right and wrong.

It was clear who was right just by looking at the disciples of the Nine Great Sects, who couldn’t look up, and the members of the Heavenly Union, who stood tall.

“Someday, you might be in the same situation as Namgoong.”

“…”

“Say the same thing then. Say you have to follow the rules. If you agree with that even when you’re about to die, I’ll respect your belief.”

The disciples of the Nine Great Sects trembled.

“But if you can’t do that…”

Chung Myung’s anger felt like a knife stabbing their hearts.

“Shut your mouths and leave. I can’t stand you anymore.”

“Venerable one!”

Beop Jeong finally moved, but Chung Myung glanced at him.

“…”

Beop Jeong’s shoulders slumped under Chung Myung’s cold gaze.

“I should have killed you three years ago.”