Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 251

“Faster!”

Un-geom nodded, his face beaming with satisfaction.

‘Excellent!’

The Violet Pill worked amazingly well.

‘So, this is why they call them spirit pills,’ he thought.

The energy put into the disciples’ swords was beyond comparison to what it had been before.

Even Un-geom, the training instructor, was sometimes surprised by their sharp energy. The results were obvious.

Of course, Un-geom had also taken the Violet Pill and reached a new level, but the younger disciples seemed to be experiencing even greater effects. How else could they be so full of energy?

A whirring sound filled the air.

‘Sword energy?’

Un-geom’s eyes nearly popped out when he saw sword energy gathering at the tips of some disciples’ swords.

‘Good heavens…’

Of course, sword energy wasn’t all that impressive.

Baek Cheon could probably draw out not only sword energy but also sword罡 by now.

As for that Chung Myung rascal, it was pointless even to mention him!

However, it was remarkable for the ordinary disciples here to unconsciously draw out sword energy during training. Didn’t that mean the disciples’ skills had improved greatly?

‘Heh heh heh. This is truly a blessing for Mount Hua.’

Un-geom found it difficult to calm his excited heart.

He felt like having a drink tonight, something he had given up long ago.

‘This is all thanks to that Chung Myung brat.’

How surprised he had been when Chung Myung first appeared and slyly asked him for a deal?

He would never forget, until the moment of his death, how he felt when he saw the youngest disciple, who had only been initiated a few days prior, beating up all his senior brothers and forcing them to train.

‘It was the right choice.’

Entrusting the third-generation disciples to Chung Myung, as if taking a gamble, had been the right answer. That one small choice had ultimately led to this.

Seeing the disciples growing stronger day by day and Mount Hua developing, he felt full even without eating.

However…

Un-geom’s face darkened slightly.

One problem weighed on his mind.

Lost in thought as he watched the disciples, Un-geom opened his mouth with a sigh.

“Everyone, continue your training.”

“Yes, Chief!”

With a resounding answer, he nodded quietly and moved his feet. The place he was heading was, of course, the Head Disciple’s residence.

Un-geom shifted his weight, feeling a little uncomfortable as he looked at Hyun Jong. A small, awkward smile touched his lips.

*I still can’t get used to this,* he thought. Hyun Jong looked twenty years younger, maybe more. It was strange, seeing his old friend looking so… rejuvenated.

It wasn’t just about being younger, though. It was something deeper. *He seems… clearer,* Un-geom mused. Like a mountain stream after a storm, the muddiness washed away, revealing the clean, sharp rocks beneath. He couldn’t quite put the feeling into words.

“Yes, Un-geom? What brings you here?” Hyun Jong asked, his eyes showing a hint of surprise. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze steady and attentive.

Unlike Un-am, who discussed many things with him, Un-geom did not come to him with ordinary matters. This was unusual because Un-geom was always busy teaching the disciples and practicing his own swordsmanship.

Un-geom had requested to see not only the Head Disciple but also the other elders together.

Therefore, Hyun Jong couldn’t help but feel a little nervous as he waited for Un-geom’s words.

“Head Disciple.”

“Yes, Un-geom.”

“There are no more sword techniques to teach the children.”

Hyun Jong narrowed his brows.

“What do you mean?”

“The children are improving day by day, but there is nothing left to teach them. The second and third-generation disciples have already been taught not only the Tae-eul Hidden Sword and the Subduing Tiger Azure Dragon Sword but also the Seven Plum Sword, which we recently recovered.”

“…Indeed.”

“Originally, we should move on to the next one, but…”

Hyun Jong sighed softly.

“I see. There is no next one.”

Basically, the disciples of prestigious sects are taught the highest-level sword techniques of the sect before they turn thirty.

However, there is no next level in Mount Hua.

Among the sword techniques currently taught in Mount Hua, the Seven Plum Sword is the most outstanding. The Seven Plum Sword, which was once just a stepping stone before learning the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

Un-geom coughed softly.

“Until I took the Violet Pill, I could somehow manage. Even though the transmission was over, it wasn’t as if the children had perfectly mastered the Seven Plum Sword. But now…”

He seemed to know without hearing more.

The children, with their much stronger bodies, could not be satisfied with the same sword techniques as in the past. Now, they were slowly becoming thirsty for stronger sword techniques.

Hyun Jong, understanding all the circumstances, sighed.

‘What should I do?’

If it were the Mount Hua of the past, there would be no need to worry. They would have taught the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

The Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique was the essence and foundation of Mount Hua.

Of course, it wasn’t the end of Mount Hua’s sword arts, but any disciple of Mount Hua aimed to complete the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

But the current Mount Hua had lost even the sword arts that could be said to be at a similar level to that.

“Ugh. Such a problem…”

“What can we do if we don’t have it?” Hyun Young grumbled, sounding slightly annoyed.

It was a part he had tried not to think about. But now, the situation had come to a point where he could no longer ignore it.

Hyun Jong fell into deep thought with a serious face.

“Hmm.”

Sword techniques.

Un-geom simply said that the children would become dissatisfied if they didn’t get better swords, but this was also important for the future of the sect.

After all, if Mount Hua wanted to regain its past glory, ascending sword arts were essential. What means would a sword sect without sword techniques have to enter the ranks of prestigious sects?

“We can no longer turn a blind eye. Although we have been postponing it due to various reasons, we must find a way somehow now.”

Everyone nodded with serious faces at Hyun Jong’s words.

“If you have any opinions, don’t hesitate to speak. Even if it’s absurd, it’s okay.”

“Yes, Head Disciple.”

Everyone began to ponder seriously.

But since it was such an unsolvable problem, no one easily opened their mouth.

“Um.”

The first person to offer an opinion was Hyun Sang.

“Head Disciple.”

“Yes. Speak.”

“This is just my thought, but instead of trying to find something that doesn’t exist, how about creating new martial arts?”

“Create?” Hyun Jong frowned.

“Would that be possible?”

“I know it’s difficult, but it would be much easier than finding lost martial arts.”

“Heheng! Say something that makes sense, Senior Brother!” Hyun Young scoffed.

“Why wouldn’t it be possible? We even restored the Violet Pill, didn’t we?”

The air in the room was thick with tension. Hyun Young leaned forward, his voice sharp. “Did Sasuk finally manage it?”

Hyun Young glared, his eyes became very thin.

“Don’t think Chung Myung’s actions are because of us. Mount Hua hasn’t improved by itself. It’s just Chung Myung doing everything on his own! What has Sasuk done to be so proud?”

Hyun Sang cleared his throat, his face turning red, as if he had no answer. Hyun Young continued, louder now. “And! Do you think new martial arts just appear easily when we want them? Who will create them? Sasuk?”

Hyun Sang stayed silent.

“Or Un-Geom?”

Un-Geom looked away slightly.

“Is martial arts a joke? Do you think we can all just try hard and think very hard and create even the Seven Plum Swords? The Six Harmony Swords won’t just appear! If it was that easy, Shaolin would be making many Plum Blossom Sword Techniques all the time!”

Hyun Sang, looking embarrassed, raised his head and cleared his throat again.

“I’m not saying we need to bring back the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique. Just something a little better than the Seven Plum Swords…”

But his voice became quieter and quieter until he stopped talking. The reaction from Hyun Young was very bad.

‘Yes, I went too far,’ Hyun Sang thought.

At that moment, Hyun Young turned his head sharply to look at Hyun Jong.

“Instead of this, let’s call Chung Myung.”

“Huh? Why Chung Myung?”

“He’s the kind of guy who finds the Seven Plum Swords by chance while just running around. If we give him a pickaxe and tell him to dig, do you think only the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique will appear? Maybe something even more amazing will come out!”

What was most scary was that he was serious.

Hyun Jong shivered, seeing that Hyun Young was not joking at all. He worried that Chung Myung might even start his own group and stay there.

“Chung Myung isn’t some magical creature who can just make things easily from nothing!”

“Magical creatures would have to call Chung Myung ‘boss’! And he might really be like a magical creature. Look at this time! When we needed a Hancheol cauldron, he just made one! Even magical creatures can’t do that.”

“No, that’s…”

Hyun Jong, about to say something, stopped suddenly.

“Wait…”

His face went pale, then red, then pale again in a few seconds.

“Hancheol cauldron. Yes… Yes! Hancheol cauldron!”

“Huh?”

Hyun Young looked at Hyun Jong, his face a picture of confusion.

“Go and bring Chung Myung! Right now!”

“Yes!”

Un-Geom, startled, burst out of the room.

“A new martial art?”

“That’s right.”

Chung Myung had an unclear expression.

‘They weren’t completely thoughtless, were they?’ he thought.

Chung Myung himself was thinking about the next sword technique. This meant they were also seriously thinking about the future, right?

He was already thinking hard about how to teach the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

“But why are you telling me this?” he asked.

Of course, he didn’t want to show his true feelings.

“Chung Myung-ah. Grab a pickaxe and dig around. Maybe something else will come out…'”

Hyun Sang quickly put his hand over Hyun Young’s mouth and pulled him away.

“Mmph!”

Hyun Sang quickly stopped Hyun Young from struggling.

Watching this, Chung Myung clicked his tongue, looking disappointed.

‘Aah. That could have been easy.’

‘That guy is no help.’

“So, Chung Myung.”

“Yes.”

Hyun Jong looked closely at Chung Myung and asked.

“You know, that Hancheol cauldron…”

Chung Myung jumped slightly.

Why were they talking about that now? Could it be…?

“How did you make that Hancheol cauldron?”

“Yes?”

Chung Myung acted like he didn’t understand what they meant and asked again. He started to think very fast.

‘How do I…?’

“Didn’t you cut and bend it?”

“Ah… Yes, that’s right!”

Chung Myung nodded quickly. If they had asked where he got the Hancheol, he would have made up a long story, but he was happy they were asking this question.

“So, you’re saying you can cut Hancheol?”

“Haha. Why are you asking that now! I’m Chung Myung! Chung Myung!”

Chung Myung didn’t want to hide his fighting skills anymore. They already knew he had fought the Dang Clan leader, beaten up the Dang Family, and even made the Mukrin Blood Demon struggle. So there was no reason to be shy now.

Instead, he should enjoy it…

“That’s right! Yes, Hancheol! You’re saying you can cut Myriad Year Hancheol!”

Chung Myung tilted his head, seeing Hyun Jong’s happy face.

‘What is he trying to say?’ he thought.

Hyun Jong started to speak, smiling widely.

“I’ve been keeping a secret from all of you, but Mount Hua has a vault that past leaders have used for many years.”

“Yes?”

“There was a place like that?”

“Sadly, we don’t know how to open the door anymore. Also, the door, and the whole vault, is made of Myriad Year Hancheol, so we haven’t been able to touch it until now.”

“Such a thing…!”

Everyone’s faces showed excitement.

They understood what Hyun Jong meant. If it was a vault used by past leaders, it would have important items of the sect inside. There was a good chance there would be copies of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, and also Mount Hua’s special advanced martial arts!

“Then we can just open it!”

“That’s right! Chung Myung said he can cut Hancheol!”

Everyone looked at Chung Myung.

But they saw Chung Myung’s face, which had become completely white.

“The, the sect leader’s… sect leader’s vault?”

“That’s right!”

“We’re, we’re going to open it and go inside?”

“Cut it open and go in. Because you can cut Hancheol!”

“Haha… ha. That’s a really good idea. That’s, that’s…”

Chung Myung’s face was pale, and he looked around wildly.

‘Oh…’

‘This is bad?’