Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1793

That's the Answer (4)

Jo Gul’s gaze turned to one side. The Namgung swordsman’s attack was like bright light, flashing and powerful.

Then, his gaze snapped to another direction. The Jongnam swordsman’s heavy sword blocked the enemy like a strong mountain.

Dominance and Heaviness.

The two swords, similar yet distinctly different, struck towards the enemy as if competing with each other.

“Oooooooooh!”

As the two swords cleared a path, the Cheonwoo Alliance members nearby, who had been cowering, felt braver and began to fight the enemy.

“No! No, no!” Jo Gul pointed wildly, his voice rising.

“Look! Look over there! Isn’t that what *we* were supposed to be doing? They’re getting ahead of us because you’re so slow, Sasuk!”

Yoon Jong just stared at him, silent.

Jo Gul didn’t stop. “Waiting for orders? Come on! Since when do *we* wait for orders? We’re Hwasan! We should be quick and eager, like hunters going after prey! Sasuk, I’ll even forget you were being slow this time, so hurry up and— Ack!”

“That mouth of yours, that mouth! You little rascal! Is ‘dogs chasing after prey’ an expression to use about our sect? I ought to just!”

Yoon Jong grabbed the back of Jo Gul’s head and smacked his lips. Realizing that his own words had been harsh, Jo Gul, without much resistance, just turned his head back and forth and shouted again.

“T-This isn’t the time for that! We need to do something too!”

“We are doing something, so stay still.”

“Huh? No, how can staying still be doing something?”

“That’s what doing is right now.”

Jo Gul’s face twisted. He looked as if he were asking, ‘Has this bloke finally lost his mind?’ His expression was so obvious, it was like he was shouting his thoughts. Yoon Jong, his temper flaring, was about to say something when Im So-byeong nodded and interjected.

“Hmm. Certainly, Yoon Jong Dojang doesn’t seem like a Hwasan person.”

He tapped his head with the end of his fan.

“No, no, that’s not it……. Is it because the blokes who have led Hwasan until now have all been out of their minds that it seems that way…….”

Im So-byeong muttered for a moment, then shook his head, saying, ‘I don’t know either.’ Then, he gave a short assessment.

“Not a bad judgment.”

“No. Has this bloke gone completely crazy too! What’s not bad about it!”

Jo Gul, frustrated, pointed almost stabbing at the front.

“Can’t you see? That’s just a part of it! We should step up and completely turn the tide of the battle! Now is the chance!”

Im So-byeong looked at Jo Gul with a curious gaze.

“Oh.”

“Oh, come on, you’re joking!”

“Hold on! Hold on!”

“Calm down, Sasuk! We’re in the middle of a war!”

The people around him tried to restrain the rampaging Jo Gul. Im So-byeong chuckled as he watched.

“You’ve seen it accurately. Now is exactly the time to step up.”

“Exactly! But why are you telling us to stay here?”

“Because Jo Gul Dojang said so.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

Jo Gul blinked. Im So-byeong smiled gently.

“Do you think Jo Gul Dojang is the only one who knows what’s going on?”

“Well…….”

Jo Gul flinched. Then, he turned his gaze elsewhere and began to examine the surroundings.

Soon, Im So-byeong’s voice, almost a sigh, reached his ear.

“It’s not just you lot who want to run wild, regardless of orders. Who’s responsible for all this?”

“That idiot…….”

The sound of grinding teeth was clearly audible.

Jin Geum-ryong’s gaze was fixed on Lee Song-baek’s back. He must have heard the Sect Leader’s order not to act rashly, but that thoughtless bloke was at the very front, confronting the enemy.

“Sasuk!”

“Give the order, and we’ll drag him back!”

Several Jongnam disciples nearby noticed Jin Geum-ryong’s gaze and spoke quickly.

However, Jin Geum-ryong simply glared at Lee Song-baek without giving any particular instructions. In this situation, the other Jongnam disciples had no choice but to remain silent for the time being.

Lee Song-baek’s figure, confronting the enemy, was visible.

Far from being flashy, it was sturdier than any sword in the world. It was blocking the pouring attacks like an iron wall. Its strength was so great, it felt like it was hard to breathe even for those watching from behind.

“……Amazing.”

Someone muttered as if possessed. Jin Geum-ryong frowned slightly and looked in that direction. The person, realizing what he had said by mistake, was startled and lowered their head.

Jin Geum-ryong was silent again. He simply sent his gaze. But even without any particular anger or telling him off, it was a very uncomfortable gaze.

After a while, Jin Geum-ryong turned his gaze back to Lee Song-baek.

The Thirty-Six Swords of the World. The Sword of Jongnam.

‘When did he get so…….’

Even Jin Geum-ryong couldn’t deny it. It was difficult to find fault with the sword that Lee Song-baek was displaying. The thought of what it would be like if he were the one to break through that iron wall naturally came to mind.

But that was why he couldn’t acknowledge that sword even more.

‘Even if he becomes that great, what will change?’

If they only repeat the past, they will remain at the feet of their ancestors forever. Even if they perfectly master the Thirty-Six Swords of the World, their limitations are clear.

That shouldn’t be the case.

The sect must always move forward. If so, the sect’s sword must also continue to evolve. Even if their sword starts by copying Hwasan, if they can add their own distinct color and erase the color of Hwasan, wouldn’t that also be called progress?

“Jong Seo-han.”

“Yes, Sasuk!”

“Follow behind me.”

“I understand……. Yes?”

Jong Seo-han, who had quickly lowered his head, flinched and raised his head. His eyes were full of doubt.

“I will clearly show you the sword of Jongnam……. the sword that the current Jongnam has chosen.”

“J-Just a moment, Sasuk! The Sect Leader……!”

“Is he telling us to just stand back and watch while that Hwasan bloke runs wild? I’ll take responsibility! Stop talking and follow me!”

After saying this firmly, Jin Geum-ryong charged forward at a terrifying speed without waiting for an answer.

“Huh…….”

Jong Seo-han was surprised and couldn’t speak for a second, staring blankly at Jin Geum-ryong’s back.

Faaaah!

Around Jin Geum-ryong, who was descending like a bird of prey, pure white Sword Qi fluttered like swirling snowflakes.

“That pride of his, really.”

It was incredibly dangerous. One couldn’t possibly emit such frosty Sword Qi with just the desire not to lose.

Perhaps the anger towards the enemies and pity for his injured brother, Jin Dong-ryong, were fully contained in that sword. Of course, he was the type of person who would never speak those feelings out loud, even if he died.

Jong Seo-han shouted.

“What are you doing! Didn’t you hear Sasuk? Follow him!”

“Yes!”

The few Jongnam disciples quickly shot forward, following Jin Geum-ryong.

“Honestly…….”

Jong Seo-han stared at Lee Song-baek, who was firmly blocking the enemy even at this moment, and at Jin Geum-ryong, who was pushing back the enemy not far from there. The two men’s completely different swords were contrasted like black and white.

Which one is the real Sword of Jongnam?

Well. That’s not something Jong Seo-han needs to worry about. Someday, those two will give the answer. To do that…….

Jong Seo-han gritted his teeth and kicked off the ground. A shout, larger than he himself had expected, burst from his mouth.

“Jongnam is here too!”

First, they must win here and now. Even if they have to bet everything.

Boom!

“Hoo!”

Mu-jin’s sword vibrated finely.

‘Is it right?’

Mujin felt unsure. He looked around at the chaos of the battlefield and wondered, *Why am I even here?* His body ached, and his old wounds throbbed. He hadn’t fully healed from the last fight. Just standing at the front lines felt difficult.

*BOOM!* The ground shook from a nearby explosion.

He couldn’t even think about encouraging the fighters around him. He was too busy trying to stay alive himself.

*CRACK!*

Pain shot across his face. An enemy blade had cut him. A burning feeling spread from his cheek. He tasted blood.

‘Dangerous.’

He knew it too. This act might be right, but it wasn’t wise. Wudang had lost their leader, and it felt like they had lost their heart. If Mujin were to lose his life in this situation, Wudang might be destroyed.

So, it was right to be in the rear. It was better to stay in the safest place possible.

‘But if I do that, then I am…….’

*Wham!*

His sword clashed violently with the enemy’s blade.

‘Why am I here?’

Mujin couldn’t answer that question. The place where he had lost an eye throbbed. Every time his vital energy flowed, the scars of the past battle cried out in pain.

Was it because of pride? Or was it inferiority?

A cry not to fall? Or the scream of someone who realized the fall?

‘What’s the point of worrying about that now!’

*Clang!*

His sword hit the enemy’s blade with force, not skill. A true Wudang sword strike is usually smooth and precise, not rough.

A rough breath escaped his lips.

Maybe it was because he was still getting used to having only one eye. He kept misjudging where the enemy’s blade would go. On a battlefield, even a small mistake could mean death. This was a dangerous weakness.

But he had no intention of whining or complaining.

There are things you only realize after you lose them.

‘I am Wudang.’

He sometimes thought that people didn’t know that they were doing very difficult training to protect and carry on the name of Wudang. Protecting the name of Wudang was very important, because they could lose everything the name meant.

But after losing it, he couldn’t help but know. How much of a luxury that grumble was.

There are those who stand here to fight without even properly learning a proper mental technique or a sword technique to protect their bodies. Compared to those people, the injuries he sustained were not even flaws.

“Haaap!”

The sword softly deflected the enemy’s blade.

Originally, the Wudang sword does not meet force with force. When perfection that does not allow even an inch of error dwells within it, the Wudang sword can subdue even the most tyrannical path.

However.

The delicacy that would be the basis of that softness is not present in Mujin now.

The blade that had not been completely deflected cut through the air and flew towards Mujin’s neck. It was at that very moment that he widened his eyes.

*Clang!*

A sword that stretched out from behind deflected the blade that was flying towards Mujin.

“I will fight with you.”

Mujin chuckled as he looked at the person who had come to stand next to him.

“There’s a rogue Taoist here too.”

“We’re not *that* bad, are we? Compared to some groups?”

Jin Hyun joked and laughed quietly.

“However, Martial Uncle.”

“Hmm?”

“If we can’t step up and fight here, I feel like we’ll never be able to find what we’ve lost.”

“…….”

“Now we are people who are reclaiming, not protecting.”

Jin Hyun’s gaze turned to a distant place. He could guess who was at the end without even turning his head.

The image of him in the past came to Mujin’s mind.

His first appearance was just as a fool who didn’t know the world. At that time, he stood before Mujin as the representative of Mount Hua, who was not even third-rate. At that time, he was angry, sometimes belittled, and sometimes jealous.

But now Mujin knows.

‘I have to do that.’

That reckless appearance is now becoming an example. That he cannot reproduce the glory of Wudang forever unless he lives like that.

“Hoo.”

Mujin took a short breath and then opened his mouth.

“If I…….”

“Don’t worry. I’m behind you.”

“…….”

“And well… even if I fail, won’t there be someone else? Because we are Wudang.”

Mujin nodded with a determined expression.

“Yes. We are Wudang.”

Even if they lose everything and disappear, they will not shrink back to protect a handful. That was what they taught, and it was the lesson that the headmaster and Heogong left for everyone.

“Keep your mind straight! We have to do this!”

“Yes, Martial Uncle!”

The two men’s swords simultaneously drew black and white sword energy.

Jegeul Jain could not hide his embarrassment.

He had clearly given the order. Never move carelessly.

And now, that order should have held him back, but it didn’t.

“Wh-Why are they?”

Young martial artists from the Nine Great Sects were recklessly stepping forward and fighting the enemy in various places.

This was a clear act of disobedience.

However, it was also an undeniable fact that they had instantly supported the Cheonwoo Alliance, which was losing badly.

In this situation, should he be angry or happy?

Jegeul Jain’s eyes trembled. He quickly re-examined the situation. The Cheonwoo Alliance members, encouraged by the young martial artists’ response, were fighting against the enemy with strength. At the same time, more and more people were jumping to the front.

“Th-That is…….”

When some fighters moved forward, others quickly took their place.

As if he had heard the thoughts in his head. No, as if he was moving a few steps ahead.

“……Green Forest King.”

Jegeul Jain groaned as if he was suffering. It was because his fan came into view clearly even though he was so far away.

It’s moving. This huge army is fluctuating as if it were a single organism.

How could the instructions he gave and their voices create such different results?

“In the end…… it’s people.”

“Yes?”

Jegeul Jain turned his head at the sudden voice. Tang Gunak was smiling with an expression that didn’t suit him. It was a smile that seemed inappropriately comfortable for the situation.

“I should stop doing things that are beyond my capabilities. I’ve become stupid too.”

“Lord?”

Tang Gunak took out a dagger.

“If you can’t fill it even if you try, you don’t have to force it. I’ll leave the rest to you, strategist.”

“Yes? Lord, wait! Lord! What on earth……!”

Tang Gunak quickly kicked off the ground, leaving him behind. The Dang family members laughed coolly at this sight and followed him.

“No…….”

Jegeul Jain, left alone, stared blankly at his back with a bewildered face.

“Is everyone…… out of their minds?”

He lost control of the battlefield.

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
Bookmark
Followed 8 people
[English Translation] Chung Myung, the legendary Plum Blossom Swordmaster of Mount Hua, awakens after a hundred years of slumber only to find his once-mighty sect reduced to ruins. With unwavering determination, he disguises himself as a young disciple and embarks on a mission to restore Mount Hua to its former glory. From training new disciples to facing lifelong enemies, Chung Myung must revive the sect while uncovering dark conspiracies that threaten the martial world. "Return of Mount Hua Sect" is an epic tale of resurgence, sacrifice, and fierce battles that will shake the world!

Read Settings

not work with dark mode
Reset