Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1555

“Eura-chaaa!”

Jo Gul’s sword swiftly pierced the enemy’s shoulder.

“Aaaagh!”

“Shut up!”

A series of kicks flew into the mouth of the Black Faction member who was screaming.

Wham!

The Black Faction member couldn’t even scream properly before being knocked away. Jo Gul roared.

“What did you do so well that you’re yelling and making a fuss! You miserable bastards!”

Having rebuked them, Jo Gul quickly rushed towards his next prey.

Watching him, Gwak Hwi shook his head. A fellow disciple, who was watching the scene with him, muttered.

“…He’s really strong, Senior Brother.”

“That could be a problem.”

He sighed sadly.

‘Why did the heavens give that man such power and talent? How will they handle the aftermath?’

‘Ah. Does he not think at all originally?’

If fate was fair, Chung Myung wouldn’t be causing trouble in the world. Well, what can you do…

“It’s true that Senior Brother is strong, but honestly, these guys seem a bit weak? Or is it just me?”

“You’re right, Senior Brother.”

The Five Swords were the strongest, but the other disciples of Mount Hua also had a fair amount of practical experience. This meant they had quite a bit of experience dealing with unorthodox factions.

But the unorthodox fellows they were fighting now were clearly different from what they had known.

‘They don’t even seem to be at the level of bandits, let alone the Ten Thousand People Clan?’

Even bandits they fought before were more dangerous than these enemies. Perhaps they felt that way because they had grown in the meantime…

“Still, don’t let your guard down. Things rarely go as smoothly as you think.”

“…It’d be good if *Jo Gul* would listen to that, though.”

Gwak Hwi turned his head to look at Jo Gul.

He was chasing after the unorthodox factions like a hunting dog, putting Jo Won and everything else aside.

Gwak Hwi shook his head.

“Don’t expect that from him.”

“…”

“This side is finished, Senior Brother.”

Yoon Jong nodded.

“Good work. It will be hard work, but we can’t rest. Let’s move right away.”

“Of course.”

“And… um, what should I call you? Beggar Clan member?”

“Yes? Ah, yes! I am Chuilchuwol Yang Hwa, chasing the sun and moon. Please, call me Chuilgae!”

“Ah, Chuilgae.”

Yoon Jong nodded and looked at him.

Even though there was no hostility in his eyes, Chuilgae’s body stiffened.

‘This person is Yoon Jong.’

In fact, this person in front of him was probably the least known of the famous Mount Hua Five Swords.

Chung Myung had grown too big to be placed under the name of the Five Swords, and Baek Cheon, the acting sect leader of Mount Hua, Yoo Iseol, famous as the Sword Demon, Jo Gul, the One Sword Dividing Light who had recently gained the most fame, and even Tang Soso, the daughter of the Dang Clan leader who had entered Mount Hua, all caught the attention of others.

Because of that, the name Yoon Jong was not often heard. He was called the talent of the sect in Mount Hua, but with Baek Cheon, the acting sect leader, there was no reason for this person to stand out.

But when he actually faced him like this, Yoon Jong was definitely not someone who could be buried under the names of others.

As a beggar of the Beggar Clan, Chuilgae had met countless people and watched even more from afar, so many that he couldn’t even count them.

That experience was telling Chuilgae now. Yoon Jong was definitely not an ordinary person.

“Is there no order from the Heavenly Union?”

“Yes? Ah… Not yet, not really.”

“Please check if there has been no contact yet, or if the order has not been properly delivered to our side. Communication problems are common when a branch is still being set up.”

“T-To that extent?”

Chuilgae couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

In fact, this was, in some ways, a disregard for the Beggar Clan. Of course, Yoon Jong didn’t really have such intentions.

But even after receiving that questioning look, Yoon Jong was calm.

“The key to this operation is not to annihilate the enemy. It is to firmly establish a connection with the Union while carrying out the operation. So that we can react immediately when the situation changes.”

“…I understand what you mean. I’ll check again!”

“Thank you.”

When Yoon Jong expressed his gratitude with a bow, Chuilgae quickly lowered his head as if he were overwhelmed.

Some people might think he was too polite, but Chuilgae didn’t think he was being overly respectful.

“But…”

Chuilgae trailed off and cautiously opened his mouth.

“Yoon Jong, do you… No, does the Heavenly Union expect the Four Faction Alliance to be up to something behind the scenes?”

Yoon Jong said calmly.

“That Four Faction Alliance wouldn’t have done this for no reason. There must be a trick.”

“No, knowing that, how can you…”

Yoon Jong narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Chuilgae.

“But that doesn’t change the fact that people are suffering, does it?”

“…”

“It’s hard, but someone must do it. And right now, that job is ours.”

Chuilgae blankly nodded. It was a righteous argument, so it was hard to refute.

And in fact, what’s really great about the Heavenly Union is that they don’t just end with rattling off obvious righteous arguments, but they actually put them into practice as they are. Many people *say* righteous things, but they often use these arguments to avoid blame when things go wrong.

“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best to prevent any confusion.”

“I’m counting on you.”

Yoon Jong bowed deeply once again. Chuilgae took out a small carrier pigeon from his arms.

In the meantime, Yoon Jong looked back at his disciples.

‘It’s not easy.’

There were so many things to worry about. He was moving with only a little over ten people, and even though Yoon Jong’s role was not that big.

‘Still…’

The good thing was that the level of the enemies they had to face was not that high. At this level, there would be no situation where they would be in a desperate crisis, even if they were troubled by the number of them.

Right.

Even for someone like me, who feels his skills are fading.

“…Let’s move. We can’t fall behind.”

“Senior Brother.”

At that time, Jin Tae cautiously approached and whispered softly.

“It doesn’t seem like the speed is slow now, but if we do this, we’ll get too far away from Shanxi too quickly. Are you going to be okay?”

“…”

“You said that we should be aware of this when we start? I couldn’t say it earlier, but…”

Jin Tae couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence. A conflict briefly appeared on Yoon Jong’s face.

But the conclusion he came to did not change.

“…We haven’t gotten that far away yet, so let’s go for now.”

“But Senior Brother.”

“If the movement seems too rushed, I’ll adjust it appropriately.”

Only then did Jin Tae step back. But his face didn’t look very happy.

Yoon Jong fully understood his disciple’s concerns. The reason he was urging Chuilgae two or three times was all because he was worried about the same thing.

“Th-Thank you.”

A woman with a face full of dirt approached with a child in her arms and bowed deeply.

“If the Taoists hadn’t helped us, we would be…”

Yoon Jong shook his head.

“No. We just did what we had to do. And even if it wasn’t us, anyone would have come to help.”

“But…”

The woman opened her mouth with tearful eyes, but soon trailed off. She wanted to say that even though she said that, no one came to help.

Yoon Jong also knew. He knew that if they had arrived a little later, their fate would have been much more difficult.

“If you can walk, go to the nearest merchant guild on this road and ask for help. If you mention the name of the Heavenly Union, they will give you something to eat.”

“The nearest merchant guild… We don’t even know where to go. We’ve never left the place where we’ve lived our whole lives…”

“This person will explain it well.”

Chuilgae, who was watching the situation, quickly approached the woman.

“The closest merchant guild from here is…”

Yoon Jong unknowingly turned his head and stared at the far distance ahead.

‘Uncle…’

He must have gone far ahead already. There’s no danger, but…

Soon, Yoon Jong, who had let out a short breath, said firmly again.

“Let’s really get going. Before it’s too late.”

Before something irreversible happens.

At the same time, by the Yangtze River.

Footsteps echoed on the black lacquered floor.

The calm steps continued as if he didn’t care about the constant swaying.

Thus, at the end where the floor narrowed, his feet stopped.

Black hair fluttering like a lion’s mane, a roughly grown beard.

The one who seemed to be carved with the words ‘Overlord’ stood on the swaying bow and stared indifferently ahead.

His empty right sleeve fluttered roughly in the blowing river wind.

His black eyes, filled with resentment and anger, and even a blue chill, looked at the land across the river.

“…They’re really like ghosts.”

They were not visible.

The beggars who had been hiding to guard them until recently, and the Nine Sects bastards who had been patrolling to threaten them.

They had only pushed a few foolish bastards into Gangbuk, but the world was acting as if the Surochae didn’t exist on this Yangtze River. It was absurd.

It might seem like a matter of pride at first glance, and it might be something to feel wronged about.

But at least for this man, Iltojeokha, Jeok Segwang, it was rather a welcome thing.

There was no one blocking his way, and even his enemies existed in the place he was going.

Grind.

The sound of grinding teeth faintly leaked out. Black flames seemed to soar in his eyes as he glared across the river.

“…They’re over there.”

Those people he couldn’t chew up and spit out enough. The Mount Hua bastards.

“How much longer do I have to wait?”

The Black Dragon King spat out the words.

The strategist, and Jang Ilso, had clearly told him. If he waited a little longer, they would drag those hateful Mount Hua bastards out of their house. And they would scatter them in this Gangbuk where there was no place to hide.

Jeok Segwang only had to lead the elite of the Surochae and hunt down those who were scattered in all directions one by one.

But after a long wait, the order had not yet been given.

“How much longer do I have to wait to chew up the flesh of those hateful bastards!”

It was just when the Black Dragon King was about to explode with anger.

“A message from the Alliance!”

A man who approached the Black Dragon Ship on a small boat discovered the Black Dragon King and shouted loudly.

“Do as you wish! It’s the Alliance Leader’s order!”

The Black Dragon King’s face, which had been glaring for a moment, slowly spread into a grotesque smile.

“Heh heh heh.”

And then.

“Raise the sails!”

“Yes!”