Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1209

“Hey-yaa!” someone shouted.

*Clang!*

Dang Pae’s eyes narrowed. His wrist hurt where he had blocked a throwing knife from Dang Zan. Dang Pae looked at his own shaking knife and said,

“You have a lot of energy today, don’t you?”

“Heh heh heh, isn’t it clear, brother?” Dang Zan replied.

“Clear?” Dang Pae asked, confused.

“Look,” Dang Zan said. “Baek Cheon is now the temporary leader of the Mount Hua school, right?”

“I don’t think there’s anyone in the martial arts world who doesn’t know that. But what does that have to do with you being so energetic?”

“You’re so slow to understand…”

“Huh?”

Dang Zan looked like he knew something as he spoke.

“Up until now, there have been young leaders in the martial arts world, like Young Master Namgung or Palace Lord Seol. But Baek Cheon’s situation is very different.”

“How is it different?”

“This is the first time a leader has handed over his position while he’s still healthy.”

Dang Pae tilted his head, confused.

“Why does that make you so energetic?”

“Oh, brother, how can you become the head of the family if you’re so slow to understand? This isn’t just about Mount Hua changing its leader. It’s the start of a new generation taking over in the whole martial arts world.”

“Uhh?”

Dang Pae narrowed his eyes, as if to say, ‘What nonsense are you talking about?’ Dang Zan chuckled.

“If something like this happened in another school, it would just be their business. But what happened in Mount Hua won’t stop there. Maybe the other leaders will start thinking about who will take over after them.”

“…”

“So, it’s important to stand out now! If you do well, you might get the head’s attention and get a good position quickly!”

Dang Pae, who had been listening without expression, looked unsure.

“Zan.”

“Yes?”

“Stop talking nonsense and just do what you’re told.”

“Brother.”

“What?”

“Look around you. See who isn’t understanding the situation.”

“Huh?”

Dang Pae looked around as Dang Zan pointed.

“Iyaaaa!”

“Take this!”

Hidden weapons, filled with too much power, were flying everywhere very fast.

Of course, it was good to try hard in training, but…

‘They’ve gone crazy.’

Dang Pae stared at their eyes. They were wide and bright, almost feverish. *What are they thinking?* he wondered. It was like they were all hunting for something, desperate to grab it. He could almost feel the hungry ambition in the air. Dang Pae shook his head, speechless. Then, he heard Dang Zan’s voice, laced with amusement.

“Well… maybe the head of the family doesn’t have any plans, like you think. But… can you really ignore them when they’re all acting like that?”

Cold sweat appeared on Dang Pae’s forehead.

‘These lunatics…’

It seemed they had all gone crazy together.

“Aaaargh! Is this guy really trying to stab me with a throwing knife?”

“It’s the fault of whoever can’t dodge it!”

“Alright! Let’s see what you’ve got!”

Dang Pae was shocked by what he saw. He turned around and quickly left the training area.

“Hey, where are you running off to?” Dang Zan called after him.

“I think I’ll go crazy if I stay here,” Dang Pae replied.

“Just give in and accept it, brother,” Dang Zan said.

“Don’t be silly!” Dang Pae snapped.

Dang Pae looked completely tired of it all. He hurried out of the training area and bumped into someone he knew as he turned the corner. When he saw the other person’s face, he felt sorry for him, but also a little embarrassed.

“You too?”

“The Dang Family seems to be in quite a state as well.”

Namgung Dowi and Dang Pae looked at each other and sighed deeply. Being young masters in similar positions, the two were quite close, like brothers in private.

“This damn Union… can’t we have one peaceful day?”

“You can say that again.”

“Is your family like this too, Namgung?”

“As you know, I’ve been focusing on managing the family since the Plum Blossom Island incident, right?”

“Indeed.”

“So… I haven’t been able to properly fill the positions that the elders who died used to hold…”

Dang Pae closed his eyes tightly. He could guess what had happened.

“Suddenly, these guys are waving swords in front of me, fighting while eating, and shouting and training in the middle of the night…”

“It seems even worse there than here.”

“The Dang Family is a bit better off.”

“We don’t have any open positions… I don’t know. What the head of the family is going through might be different.”

The two sighed deeply again.

“It’s not a bad thing.”

“Indeed. It’s a good thing.”

In fact, it was a good thing for the disciples to be passionate, train hard, and try to get promoted.

“It would be nice if they weren’t so extreme.”

“You can say that again.”

The problem was that these guys didn’t know how to control themselves.

In truth, neither the Dang Family nor the Namgung Family were usually like this.

Because they handled hidden weapons and poison, the Dang Family was usually careful and calm. And the Namgung Family, known for their manners, was a symbol of seriousness.

“This is all…”

“Because of Mount Hua.”

The two sighed for the third time. No one understood each other’s feelings as well as these two did right now.

“So, are you running away too?”

“Yes? Running away? I’m going to the training ground.”

“Did you… run away?”

“Ahem. It’s not like that. If you’re training, can I watch?”

“Sure.”

Dang Pae looked away from Namgung Dowi’s slightly suspicious stare and walked quickly.

“This way.”

“Yes! I know!”

On the way to the empty area on the other side of the estate, they saw a lot. Ice Palace disciples were using swords and giving off cold air, and Beast Palace disciples were taking off their shirts in the middle of the day and showing off their muscles…

‘Same.’

‘They’re all the same.’

‘Shouldn’t they just become one school?’

They only learned different martial arts, but they were all equally crazy.

The two, shaking their heads, suddenly noticed something strange.

“Huh?”

The two tilted their heads at the same time.

The swordsmen of the Namgung Family, who should have been training, were huddled together, peeking at the training ground.

“What are you all doing?”

“Ah? Young Master!”

The swordsmen were surprised and turned to look at Namgung Dowi.

“You said you were going to train?”

Namgung Dowi asked, confused. He wasn’t angry that they were wasting time because they had seemed so eager to train. They had seemed ready to catch a dragon and cook it into soup.

“We, we can’t go in there.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

“It’s hard to explain. You have to see it for yourself…”

Namgung Dowi tilted his head and pushed through the crowd. The moment he looked into the training ground.

“Kuweeeeeeeek!”

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Something flew from the front and crashed into the ground, one after another. Namgung Dowi recognized what it was and shouted in horror.

“Dojang Jo Gul!”

Jo Gul, who had fainted with his eyes rolled back, was foaming at the mouth.

“I, is he dead?”

“Looks like it?”

“N, no, what is this…”

Namgung Dowi, confused, looked up. And he saw it.

The swordsmen of Mount Hua, the strongest in the martial arts world, lying on the ground. And standing among the few survivors, a being of immense evil.

‘A, a demon…?’

No, that couldn’t be.

The swordsmen of Mount Hua would rather face a demon than that madman.

“What?”

His crazy mouth opened. It was as if white steam was coming from his lips.

“Mu-gak-ju?”

“…”

“Who’s going to be the Martial Arts Chief?”

The disciples of Mount Hua glared at each other, almost having a fit.

‘Which idiot said that?’

‘Who said Martial Arts Chief in front of that crazy guy?’

‘I’ll kill him! I’ll definitely kill him!’

It’s useless to blame a storm or be angry about rain, and it’s pointless to blame that man’s anger.

It’s better to find out what made him angry.

But unfortunately, the person who caused that disaster to happen had already been knocked out.

“Martial Arts Chief? Elder?”

“…”

“If the temporary leader is like that, you guys should be careful! You’re so greedy!”

Of course, he wasn’t wrong. But the fact that Chung Myung was saying that made everyone feel bad.

“You’re all trying to ruin Mount Hua. What? Who’s going to be the Martial Arts Chief? Who? You guys?”

There were many things they wanted to say. But who would dare to say anything to Chung Myung, who was furious?

It was at that moment that everyone was about to give up.

“Th, that… Chung Myung…?”

Yoon Jong raised both hands to show he wasn’t a threat and smiled awkwardly. Approaching Chung Myung was like reaching out to an angry cat.

“Th, the martial uncles didn’t mean anything bad. They were just thinking about the future of the school, so it came out… Th… Er, yeah. That’s it! It’s a good thing, if you think about it? Huh?”

“So, le… let’s put down the sword and talk, huh?”

‘Well done! Excellent, Yoon Jong! You’re amazing!’

‘He’s the next leader!’

Everyone was cheering for Yoon Jong with hopeful eyes.

“A good thing?”

“Yeah, that’s right. A good…”

Boom!

Plop.

“Aigo, Yoon Jonga!”

“How did he get knocked down in one hit?”

It seemed that even a great Taoist couldn’t change a devil from hell.

Yoon Jong twitched as he fell. White steam came from his head.

“Now that Dongryong is the temporary leader, it’s a good thiiiiing?”

Chung Myung rolled his eyes back so far that only the whites were visible and shouted.

“Alright! I’ll show you what a good thing is today!”

“Hiiiik!”

“Run! Quick!”

“Where do you think you’re going, you bastards!”

Chung Myung rushed in like lightning. But then.

“You son of a bitch!”

A loud shout was heard, and Hyun Jong, who had suddenly appeared, came running with his beard flying!

“Sect Leaaaader!”

“Aigoo, Sect Leader! Why are you only coming now!”

“That bastard did it! That bastard!”

Hyun Jong, ignoring the complaining disciples, ran to Chung Myung and grabbed his ear.

“Ouch! Ouch ouch! Sect Leader! My ear! My ear!”

“You son of a bitch! Come with me!”

“Aaaaya! Sect Leader! My ear is falling off! Ear! Ayayayayaya!”

“That’s why I’m telling you to come!”

Hyun Jong, holding his ear, dragged Chung Myung away.

Dang Pae, who had been watching like it was a play, spoke in a stunned voice.

“Young Master.”

“Yes?”

“When… when do we leave?”

“Today… tonight.”

“I see. That’s right.”

The two stared silently at the sky and quietly said.

“Let’s cheer up.”

“Yes.”

On the way to Hainan, the biggest enemy might not be the Four Evil Sects. They were realizing that now.