Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 113

“Huh, huuh. Huh? Hehehehe… ….”

Hyun Sang made sounds like air escaping his mouth.

“T-This is happening. Hehehehe!”

There was nothing to say.

All he could do was suppress the absurd laughter that kept leaking out.

Winning was great, but he couldn’t celebrate too much because Jongnam had lost so badly.

‘If only I were a First Disciple! I would have rushed down there right now!’

This was the first time being an Elder of Mount Hua felt annoying.

‘We really won against Jongnam!’

To be precise, it was not Mount Hua but Chung Myung who won, but wasn’t that the same thing? The only regret was not being able to rejoice wholeheartedly because he had to maintain decorum… ….

“Uahahahaha! We won! We won! Did you see that, Sasuk! That Chung Myung scoundrel has done it again!”

“…He did a great job.”

“Isn’t that the same thing! Uahahahaha! Where on earth did such a golden goose roll in from! Ehehehehehe!”

“Sa, Sajae. A little decorum… ….”

“Forget being proper! What decorum are you talking about in this situation! This is the first time such a day has come since I entered this damned Mount Hua!”

“C-Calm down first… ….”

“Uahaha! Look at those Jongnam bastards’ faces! Every time the Jonghwa Assembly finished, I had to watch those people win and come back so proud. It made me so angry inside, I even got a stomachache! Ugh! Look at those faces as pale as death! The whole way back will be hell for them!”

Hyun Sang tried to stop Hyun Young but gave up and just laughed.

‘What he says is right. What good is decorum?’

What good had keeping decorum done for Mount Hua so far? They had only clapped for others’ good fortune.

“Keuheuhe! Sect Leader Sahyung! Sect Leader! Did you see that! That Chung Myung scoundrel caused an accid… … Sect Leader Sahyung?”

Hyun Young ran to Hyun Jong but stopped when he saw Hyun Jong’s very calm face.

“A-Achieved… ….”

“No! This man is trying to ascend to immortality all the time! Get a grip! Sahyung!”

Hyun Jong shook his head.

He felt as if his soul had briefly left his body, but what was important now was not that.

“Is this real?”

“No dream could be this crazy!”

“That’s right. It must be.”

Hyun Jong looked at Chung Myung with an exceedingly proud smile. Chung Myung, surrounded by the other disciples, was yelling and scolding as if he didn’t like something, but the Sahyung brothers and Sasuks were still hugging Chung Myung as if they were happy.

‘This is it.’

How long had it been since he had seen the disciples of Mount Hua gathering together and enjoying themselves like that?

Hyun Jong was more moved by the fact that the disciples were so happy than by the fact that they had won against Jongnam.

“Sect Leader.”

At that moment, Un-Gum approached and said to Hyun Jong with a smile.

“We are so happy, but should we start cleaning up now? It’s not good to leave Jongnam like this.”

“That’s right.”

Hyun Jong looked back at Un-Gum with a pleased smile.

“Did you know this would happen?”

“I didn’t expect it to go this far. However.”

“However?”

Un-Gum said, looking to one side. Of course, Chung Myung was where his gaze was directed.

“I thought that guy would at least save Mount Hua’s face.”

“He saved it too much.”

“That’s right. He always does more than we expect.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

It was true that many questions remained, but what was so important about that now?

“Let’s go. We should see them off and then greet the important guests.”

Then Hyun Young quickly chimed in.

“Shouldn’t we give them a gift? That’s how they’ll spread the story even further. Sahyung! Let’s give them some money secretly! We have money left over, so if we slip it in, those people will go somewhere and praise Mount Hua… …. Ugh! Euugh!”

As Hyun Sang grabbed Hyun Young and dragged him out, Hyun Jong sighed and shook his head.

Sama Seung simply kept his mouth shut.

It was said that when a person was really driven to the limit, they didn’t even get angry, and it seemed that was true. The anger that had dominated him until just now had disappeared as if washed away. All that remained was a deep sense of futility that he had never experienced in his life.

‘Why did it turn out like this?’

Jongnam had never lost in the Jonghwa Assembly until now. But why now? In the last Jonghwa Assembly, they suffered a terrible defeat that had never happened before and would never happen again.

Jongnam, a respected sect and the leader of Shaanxi, was completely beaten by Mount Hua, which was said to be in decline and waiting for the day to take down its signboard.

It was truly an absurd thing that had happened.

‘Why?’

It wouldn’t end with a simple defeat.

This defeat would change things in Shaanxi. Anyone with a brain would still mention Jongnam as the leader of Shaanxi, but the words ‘I don’t know in the future’ would definitely follow behind that statement.

And… ….

Sama Seung looked at the disciples standing in front of him.

Some were still collapsed, not having come to their senses, and some were taking care of the fallen disciples around them. But most of the disciples were just staring blankly into the air with vacant faces.

Looking at them with the vitality gone from their eyes, something welled up in his chest.

‘They will also have fear of Mount Hua.’

Just like Jongnam in the past.

After the attack by the Demonic Sect, the disciples of Jongnam must now feel the despair that the disciples of Mount Hua felt towards Jongnam. They must feel hopeless and defeated, like they can’t win no matter what.

‘Why?’

It’s all because of that bastard.

Murderous intent flickered in Sama Seung’s eyes.

‘We didn’t lose to Mount Hua.’

They had lost to Chung Myung alone.

If it hadn’t been for Chung Myung, this terrible thing wouldn’t have happened. Losing the Third-Class Disciples’ fight could be explained away as an accident. In the first place, the Third-Class Disciples of Jongnam were much younger than the Third-Class Disciples of Mount Hua, weren’t they?

But Chung Myung beat the Second-Class Disciples so badly, there were no excuses left. Now, whenever the name of Jongnam was mentioned, the name of that Chung Myung would be added.

‘What humiliation is this?’

Humiliation.

It was a humiliation that would never happen again in Jongnam’s long history.

“Th-“

Seeing Sama Seung grinding his teeth, the disciples of Jongnam lowered their heads.

“Thiii… … Damn it!”

Sama Seung, now realizing the situation, rolled his eyes at the surging anger and humiliation. His heart was pounding as if it would burst, and his vision was momentarily blurred.

“How am I supposed to face the Sect Leader?”

The faces of the Jongnam disciples worsened at the voice that flowed out like a groan.

In Sama Seung’s eyes, searching for something to say, he saw the Sect Leader of Mount Hua approaching them.

Grind.

His tightly clenched lips burst again. A bitter taste of blood seeped into his mouth.

But he couldn’t show those Mount Hua bastards that he was in pain. That would only bring them joy.

Sama Seung tried hard to hide his feelings and spoke to Hyun Jong as he came closer.

“Congratulations, Sect Leader.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Hyun Jong said with a smile.

“We were lucky this time.”

“…Then we were unlucky.”

Sparks flew in Sama Seung’s eyes.

Even though he knew he had to restrain himself, the moment he heard Hyun Jong’s voice, anger boiled inside him.

Sama Seung, who had bitten his lip without realizing it, retorted coldly.

“You can rejoice as much as you want, Sect Leader. Isn’t this a very rare thing for Mount Hua? This might be your last joy, so you should rejoice! Ahem! You should rejoice!”

“Oh, my… ….”

Just as Hyun Young was about to burst out, Hyun Sang quickly pulled on his sleeve.

Sama Seung continued to speak desperately. His voice grew louder and louder.

“I admit that we lost in the Jonghwa Assembly. But don’t forget that Mount Hua didn’t win against Jongnam! With just the sparring of the Third-Class Disciples and Second-Class Disciples! But that doesn’t really matter!”

Hyun Jong smiled even as he listened to Sama Seung’s sharp words.

“Of course, I’m thinking that way.”

“… …”

“Thank you for the Elder’s advice. Please give my regards to the Sect Leader of Jongnam.”

Sama Seung glared at Hyun Jong with fierce eyes.

‘How dare he act like this in front of me!’

Hyun Jong was the one who couldn’t even make eye contact until the previous Jonghwa Assembly. But he’s acting so proud just because he won once… ….

“Th-“

It was that moment.

“Tch. That rudeness really doesn’t go anywhere.”

“… …”

Sama Seung’s head turned sharply.

It was a voice that was now too familiar. And it was a voice that he would never forget, even in his dreams. Chung Myung was approaching them, accompanied by his Sahyung brothers.

Sama Seung’s eyes were bloodshot.

‘It’s all because of that bastard.’

Receiving Sama Seung’s gaze as if fire would burst out, Chung Myung poked Jo Gul’s side, who was standing next to him, before he could even open his mouth.

“Sahyung! Rudeness! Huh? Rudeness!”

“I’m your Sahyung, you rascal!”

“That’s right. If you’re a superior, you should at least keep your decorum. Can you be so rude like that?”

“…Who are you talking to right now?”

“Who else? Sahyung!”

Chung Myung kicked Jo Gul once and turned his body to give a polite bow to Hyun Jong.

“Sect Leader. Since the sparring is over, I thought it would be polite to greet the opponent, so I came here.”

“Hehe. Yes, that’s right.”

He’s also polite. My baby.

As soon as the Sect Leader’s cheerful permission was given, Chung Myung glanced at Sama Seung. Sama Seung was now trembling at Chung Myung’s grinning face.

‘It’s all because of this bastard.’

And… ….

Perhaps this bastard will be Jongnam’s biggest enemy and obstacle in the future.

Then rather… ….

Sama Seung’s hand wriggled inside his sleeve.

Even if it brought shame to himself, he could do something for the sect that no one else could. He would never be able to recover, but at least Jongnam… ….

At that moment, Chung Myung said with a grin.

“Shall we end it with one blow?”

“… …”

Sama Seung’s eyes wavered.

‘This bastard… ….’

Sama Seung’s face turned white as he realized that Chung Myung had grasped his intentions.

‘What kind of young man’s scheme is this… ….’

If it was an unprepared Chung Myung, he might be able to kill him with a surprise attack. But Chung Myung was so strong in fighting, it would be impossible to kill him with one attack if he was ready.

And if he failed to kill Chung Myung, Sama Seung would be disgraced, and the sect would gain nothing. No, the sect would also be disgraced along with Sama Seung.

Chung Myung smiled as he looked at Sama Seung, who couldn’t do anything.

“I think we’ll be seeing each other often in the future. I’ll greet you first next time.”

“… …”

Sama Seung, who had been glaring at Chung Myung with bloodshot eyes without saying a word, turned his body sharply.

“Let’s go back!”

Then he left Mount Hua alone at a fast pace without waiting for his disciples.

“Tsk tsk… ….”

“Hmm.”

Chung Myung chuckled as he heard the exclamations coming from here and there.

‘I told you not to act up.’

Even though it won’t be worth it.

“Chung Myung-ah.”

Chung Myung turned his head at the voice calling him.

Hyun Jong was looking at him with a very complicated expression. Chung Myung, who saw affection, pity, pride, and apology in that expression at the same time, closed his eyes slightly without realizing it.

At times like this, he could see Chung Mun Sahyung in Hyun Jong’s face.

He sometimes looked at Chung Myung with those eyes. At that time, he didn’t know what that face meant, but now Chung Myung knew. He understood it better now, especially after leading Mount Hua.

After a long hesitation, Hyun Jong’s voice pierced Chung Myung’s ears.

“…You’ve worked hard.”

Chung Myung smiled.

“You’re welcome, Sect Leader.”