Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 136

Mujin stepped back, looking confused.

“You want to do more?” he asked.

“No,” Chung Myung replied. “I’m not going to ‘do’ more. I’m going to beat you. More.”

Beat me?

Me?

Resentment filled Mujin’s face. He couldn’t understand. “I don’t think I’ve given you any reason to hate me like this?” he asked urgently.

“Huh?” Chung Myung stopped and tilted his head, looking disbelieving.

“No reason?”

“No reeeeason?” Chung Myung seemed completely dumbfounded.

“Is this guy crazy?” A hollow laugh escaped him. “You just waltz in and trash a perfectly good smaller group… no, a smaller group connected to Mount Hua that has nothing to do with me, beat them up, and leave their leader stuck in bed!”

Oh…

“You did do that.”

“And if that wasn’t enough, you threaten to kick out the poor people who were living there peacefully! What? No reason?” A vein throbbed in Chung Myung’s eye. “Honestly, these big sects! They never think about what they’ve done, always blaming others! They start the fight and then complain about it?”

Chung Myung went to spit on his hand but stopped himself.

‘Ah, I’m wearing a mask.’ That was a close call.

Chung Myung pointed at the Second-Class disciples. “Those guys are just doing what they’re told. Fine. What sins could they have committed?” The Second-Class disciples looked like children who were told they did something wrong. But Chung Myung ignored them. “But not you. As a First-Class disciple, you should take responsibility for what your sect has done.”

Chung Myung looked at the Second-Class disciples strangely. “Don’t think I’m letting you go because I’m nice, okay?”

Hang on. Aren’t you a bandit, not a disciple of Mount Hua?

“These guys are insane! They beat up the last good person in this era, who’s been sending tribute for thirty years, causing injuries and hurting them. What? No reason? No reaaaason?” Chung Myung’s eyes rolled back.

Chung Myung didn’t have a personal grudge against them.

But that’s how sects are!

A disciple’s grudge is the sect’s grudge! And a smaller group’s grudge is the main sect’s grudge!

Chung Myung now held the grudge of Hwayoung Sect, not just Mount Hua.

“Come here, you little brat. You need to be beaten all day and then beaten one more time. The fact that they sent you means you were somewhat involved in this, right? I’ll show you what the price is for messing with Mount Hua’s smaller group.”

From Mujin’s point of view, this was maddening.

How much could he have been involved? His superiors made this decision. Mujin had influenced the decision, but not enough to take all the blame.

“Why? Feeling wronged?”

“Wronged? You enter Wudang, take all the good things, learn all the good martial arts, live comfortably, and now you want to pass the responsibility to others?” Mujin flinched.

“Get your head out of your butt. A sect isn’t like that. Even if a kid makes a mistake, the superiors get yelled at, and the subordinates clean up the superiors’ mess.”

Just like Chung Myung was doing now.

Ah, but did I make this mess?

“If you commit a crime, you get punished. From now on, I’ll give you your punishment, so take it.”

“N-No…” Mujin gripped his sword as Chung Myung looked ready to attack. Chung Myung tilted his head, and his neck cracked loudly.

“I said it before, didn’t I? If you don’t talk, I won’t let you walk back. I keep my promises.”

Mujin bit his lip.

He remembered those words. But he had thought they were the ramblings of an arrogant fool.

Seeing that there was no way to compromise, Mujin’s face hardened.

Jin Hyun and Mujin exchanged glances.

They had to attack together. Pride didn’t matter; this man wasn’t going to let them go peacefully.

That was the moment.

Chung Myung charged at Mujin, who was unsure of what to do.

“How about this!” Chung Myung swung his sword down with great force.

Mujin’s sword energy scattered before Chung Myung’s blade.

“After all this time!” Chung Myung stepped forward with his right foot!

“Haven’t you guys improved at all!”

Wham!

“Kuh…!” Blood spurted from Mujin’s nose as he blocked Chung Myung’s sword, which was incredibly powerful.

His back arched backward.

‘M-My back…’ He felt like his back was about to break.

But he somehow endured…

“You’re blocking that?”

Bang!

No, he hadn’t endured it at all.

Chung Myung struck down with his sword again and again.

“A Wudang guy! And you’re not even trying to deflect it!”

Bang!

“You’re blocking it with brute force? That?”

Bang!

Mujin’s feet sank into the ground. It was like watching someone hammer a nail.

His body was being hammered into the ground by Chung Myung’s sword.

“Yielding overcomes strength, my butt! All you’re good for is talking!”

Wham!

“Ugh…” He heard a cracking sound from his back.

He was confused by the pain in his back and the feeling that his arms were about to break from blocking the sword.

Then, he heard an angry voice.

“Head! Head! Head! Head! You little brat! I told you to watch out for your head!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Mujin blocked the continuous strikes, but his sword couldn’t handle Chung Myung’s power and kept hitting his head.

“Ugh! Kugh!”

Each time the flat of the blade hit his head, he felt like a giant hammer was hitting him.

It was lucky he was blocking with the flat of the blade; otherwise, he would have had cuts all over his head.

But his head wasn’t the real problem.

‘M-My back…’ The sound from his back was not good.

Mujin thought he might actually break in half.

‘I have to counterattack!’

The enemy was too strong.

The Divine Dragon of Mount Hua didn’t matter now. Status didn’t matter; he had to live!

Chung Myung had been aiming for his head. He didn’t seem to care that Mujin was blocking with his sword.

‘Just once!’

If he could just deflect that sword once, there would be an opening, and Mujin could use it. He had to do it, or his back would break.

“Head!” The sword was raised high.

‘Now!’

Mujin gathered his strength and relaxed his upper body.

‘Deflect it!’

He looked at the raised sword. When it came down, he would angle the flat of his blade…

Huh?

Why wasn’t it coming down?

Was he concentrating so hard that time was slowing down?

Then, something black entered Mujin’s vision. He looked up and saw Chung Myung’s fist coming at his face.

‘You son of a bitch.’

He had been lying.

Wham!

“Jaw! You little brat!”

Mujin flew into the air and spun around before crashing to the ground.

His body rolled around on the ground before stopping.

“Krrrrrr…”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue, looking at Mujin, who had foam in his mouth and was unconscious.

“These big sect guys… Tsk tsk tsk.”

You couldn’t believe your enemy. Mount Hua and Wudang needed to leave the mountains. Were they becoming naive from reading scriptures all day?

“Consider it a good experience.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue and kicked Mujin to see if he was unconscious.

“Hey, wake up. You need to explain that. The sword… what was that sword called?”

But Mujin didn’t wake up.

Chung Myung thought about the force of his punch and Mujin’s jaw and nodded.

He’s not waking up. He’ll probably sleep for three days.

‘Did I get a little too excited?’

Well, it should be fine. Others can tell me.

“Then…” Chung Myung turned his head.

The Second-Class disciples of Wudang flinched and stepped back.

“That sword… does anyone know what it’s called?”

Just keep your mouth shut.

Everyone knew.

But people react to questions, and Chung Myung could read people well.

“You! And you!” Chung Myung pointed at Jin Hyun and Jin Mu and grinned. “Come here.”

Jin Hyun and Jin Mu looked at each other and walked towards Chung Myung.

‘This won’t work.’

‘We can’t win.’

He could break Mujin’s jaw with one punch. They couldn’t win even if they all attacked together. Besides, they had already lost; how could they attack together?

Chung Myung smiled gently as they approached. “That sword… what sword?”

“Sword Tomb.”

“Right! Sword Tomb. Who’s going to tell me what that is?”

Jin Hyun and Jin Mu didn’t answer.

“Oh? You don’t want to tell me?”

They didn’t want to resist, but they couldn’t tell him everything. That was all they had left.

“Oh, well. Fine. I’ll accept that. This guy was supposed to talk. You didn’t promise me anything. And you can’t keep someone else’s promises, right?”

Doubt flickered in Jin Hyun’s eyes.

Was this guy making sense?

“Then just watch from there.”

“Yes?”

“Watch.”

“What…?”

“What else could it be?” Chung Myung’s grin could be felt through his mask. The two men felt uneasy.

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to wake up the person who will.”

The person who will?

Was he talking about Mujin?

“H-How?” How could he wake up someone who was so unconscious?

“I’ve learned something from living my life.” Chung Myung grabbed Mujin by the neck.

“You can’t solve everything with violence alone.”

That’s right.

He was making sense.

“However!” Chung Myung’s eyes gleamed.

“You can solve most things!”

“If I beat him until he wakes up, he’ll wake up eventually. Or he’ll die! Don’t you dare open your mouths! Ever!”

Jin Hyun smiled.

It would be better to just talk.