Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 349

Baaang!

“Aaaaargh!”

“S-Stop him!”

“S-Someone, do something!”

A lone, ravenous wolf was rampaging madly among the sheep.

“You bastards! If you want to die, jump off a cliff! Are you determined to die by my hand? Fine! Let’s see how tough your skulls are! Die! Dieeee!”

Baek Cheon’s eye twitched.

Baek Cheon and the other disciples stood frozen at the entrance, side by side, watching the chaotic scene unfold in the Green Plum Hall. They shuddered.

Yoon Jong turned to Baek Cheon cautiously.

“That… Senior Brother.”

“Hmm?”

“…Shouldn’t we stop him?”

Baek Cheon glanced inside, his eyes quickly taking in the chaos, then he looked away.

“Yoon Jong.”

“Yes.”

“Do you think that can be stopped?”

Yoon Jong had no answer. He just closed his mouth. Watching Chung Myung, who looked like he was foaming at the mouth as he rampaged, Yoon Jong didn’t dare to do anything.

That was a kind of natural disaster.

Typhoons were meant to be avoided, not confronted. In times like these, it was best to hold one’s breath and wait for the typhoon to pass.

“And we knew this would happen, didn’t we?”

“W-Well, yes, but…”

Of course. Sending Chung Myung here was their way of saying they didn’t want to be nice.

Honestly, had anything ever ended well after unleashing that monster? Even the Shaolin were really embarrassed after Chung Myung caused trouble for them!

Yoon Jong muttered in a slightly dazed voice.

“But I didn’t expect him to just start beating them up right away…”

Jo Gul nodded in agreement.

“It’s Chung Myung, after all. He always shows us more than we imagine.”

Yoo Iseol shook her head, looking like she had given up.

Baek Cheon was also a bit surprised.

‘Does he have no control?’

These people were related to their sect leader, Hyun Jong. They were his martial uncles. Baek Cheon didn’t think of them as important elders of the sect, but still, they weren’t strangers.

That’s why he had hesitated all this time.

But Chung Myung was Chung Myung.

‘In some ways, he’s truly admirable.’

It was truly strange how he could just go wild and not care about what happened after.

“But it’s so refreshing, like a weight has been lifted…”

“…I can’t deny it.”

It was refreshing. It was truly refreshing, as if he had swallowed a waterfall…

Was this really okay? Really?

He thought he was so used to Chung Myung that nothing could surprise him, but he still had more to learn about Chung Myung. Watching that guy thrashing around wildly made his fingertips tingle.

Chung Myung didn’t care what they thought. He was already going crazy.

“Bones that even dogs wouldn’t eat crawling all the way up to Mount Hua!”

Chung Myung kicked aside the person blocking his path, his eyes rolling wildly.

“What? Hand over the position of sect leader?”

He grabbed the collar of the person trying to run away and pulled them towards him.

“Hieeek…”

Chung Myung headbutted the face of the person who was pleading with their eyes, now pale with fright.

Baaang!

“Ugh…”

The groan from before didn’t come from the person who was hit. It came from Baek Cheon, who was watching the situation.

Baek Cheon finally turned his head away, as if he couldn’t bear to watch. But even if he could turn his eyes away, he couldn’t block his ears.

Baaang! Baaaang!

“Grrr…”

Just hearing the sounds, you could picture exactly what was happening.

Baek Cheon shuddered and shook his head after hearing the sound of someone collapsing to the floor.

“They should have just left quietly.”

Why did they stay and get hurt like this?

Chung Myung now climbed on top of the person who had fallen to the floor and began to rain down punches, arching his back.

“Sect leader? Sect leeeader? You bastards are completely insane! Do you think the position of Mount Hua’s sect leader is won by gambling? Who’s the sect leader?”

The way his waist twisted with each punch was something to see.

If the Shaolin sect leader, Beop Jeong, had seen this scene,
‘That is the perfect example of fist fighting,’
he would have exclaimed, clapping his hands in admiration.

‘Ah, no. A monk shouldn’t be clapping while watching that.’

Baek Cheon shook his head. Now, Chung Myung was not only being crazy but also making him think bad thoughts.

Thud! Thud!

“Oh? You fainted? Who told you to faint! You insolent bastard!”

Wow… Now he’s getting angry at someone for fainting…

“…His personality is unbelievable.”

“The devil of hell would be scared and run away.”

“Primal Celestial Lord, that guy is dangerous. He is.”

Even those who had known Chung Myung for a long time were newly surprised by his personality, so how much more shocking must it have been for Hyun Dang and Hyun Beop?

Right now, the two of them were so shocked that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

‘What’s going on?’

‘How can such a young boy?’

Hyun Dang, in particular, was completely confused by what was happening.

‘They shouldn’t be so easy to beat, right?’

Even though they had left Mount Hua, they had once learned martial arts there. Even if they lived in the normal world, they still needed to be strong, even outside Mount Hua.

Actually, they needed power even more in the normal world.

Therefore, even if they had stopped using Mount Hua’s martial arts, they had invited famous teachers from different places to teach martial arts to their children and grandchildren.

Even his grandson, who was being badly beaten by Chung Myung, was a much better fighter than Hyun Dang ever was at that age.

Yet, that person was now being totally defeated by a young disciple.

“This bastard? Won’t get up?”

Whack! Chung Myung, who finally woke up the fainted person by beating them relentlessly, grabbed their collar and threw them into the air.

Thud! The person who was thrown flew and smashed straight into the wall of the Green Plum Hall. Their upper body was outside the wall, with only their lower body dangling. It was a horrible sight.

Hyun Dang, who had been watching the scene with a blank stare, trembled.

“W-What are you all doing!”

It was obvious. None of his descendants could face that Chung Myung alone.

More accurately, how could his descendants possibly face the Mount Hua Divine Dragon, who was known as the best young fighter, and people said he would be the best in the world?

Realizing they were all going to lose if this kept going, Hyun Beop shouted out.

“Y-You villain!”

“Why?” Chung Myung asked, his voice calm.

The older man blinked, surprised by the simple question. He didn’t know what to say.

“You… you are… I mean…” he stammered, searching for words.

Chung Myung smirked slightly. “Elder,” he said, his eyes sharp. “Looks like you’ve been very lucky in your life, hasn’t you?”

“……What?”

Chung Myung smirked and raised his sword.

“I don’t know if you’ve been able to talk your way out of bad situations until now, but this is the fighting world. In the fighting world, those who only have smooth talk get all their teeth knocked out.”

“…….”

“So. You missed Mount Hua?”

Chung Myung smirked.

“If you missed Mount Hua, you must have missed the plum blossoms too. Don’t worry. I’ll show you the plum blossoms of Mount Hua properly.”

Chung Myung stretched his sword out straight forward.

“But I don’t know if you lot know this.”

His eyes, filled with a strange light, began to gleam. With each swing of his sword, his gaze became more ferocious.

“Being hit with plum blossoms is three times more painful than just being hit!”

At those words, Baek Cheon and the disciples who were watching nodded.

Baek Cheon and the disciples nodded, even though Chung Myung was stating the obvious. But somehow, coming from him, it felt like more than just a simple fact.

“Welcome to Mount Hua, you bastards!”

The tip of Chung Myung’s sword instantly began to create red plum blossoms.

Hyeon Dang and Hyeon Beop widened their eyes.

They too were once disciples of Mount Hua.

How could they not know what the plum blossoms drawn by the tip of that sword meant?

“T, Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique?”

But the surprise didn’t last long.

The plum blossoms, more threatening than ever, began to fiercely strike those who hadn’t yet come to their senses.

“Aaaaargh!”

“Ack! My back! Aaaaargh!”

In life, one experiences various things.

But most people would find it difficult to experience having their back broken by being hit with plum blossom petals. And those here were, luckily, having an experience that others would never have in their entire lives.

The storm of plum blossoms instantly swept through the Blue Plum Hall. Whether it was furniture or people, everything that got in the way was smashed to pieces and scattered.

This was the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, whose power had already been proven to the world at the Mount Hua Tournament.

Even the best of the younger generation in the world couldn’t break through the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, so how could Hyeon Dang’s descendants dare to face this sword technique?

Those who were helplessly and mindlessly hit became tattered rags and were sprawled on the floor.

“Ughhhh……”

“Kuhhhhh……”

Just because they were hit with the scabbard didn’t mean they were unharmed. Those who had been beaten all over their bodies were clutching their broken limbs and groaning.

In that mess, there were only three people standing on two feet.

Hyeon Dang, Hyeon Beop, and Chung Myung.

“Tsk.”

Chung Myung, who had retrieved his sword and stuck it in his belt, looked at those sprawled out with a disapproving gaze. And he clicked his tongue.

“How dare you come to Mount Hua with skills that would get you beaten by the youngest of the Cheong generation?”

Of course, the youngest of the Mount Hua Cheong generation was very strong, even for the youngest… but anyway, Chung Myung’s words weren’t exactly wrong.

“And.”

Chung Myung’s gaze was fixed on Hyeon Dang and Hyeon Beop.

The reason they could stand on two feet now wasn’t because their skills were superior and they had avoided Chung Myung’s sword. It was because Chung Myung hadn’t included them in the range of his attack.

Chung Myung slowly tilted his neck from side to side and approached them.

“So, I’m going to check one more time.”

“…….”

“What about the granduncle and what about the sect leader?”

The two men’s faces turned blue.

The situation had already gone too far.

It was clear that there was no common sense or politeness for this madman who was approaching now. If they stayed like this, they too would end up sprawled on the floor like those who were now lying there.

Hyeon Beop quickly opened his mouth.

“I, I will leave Mount Hua!”

“Huh?”

“I will take the children and leave Mount Hua. And I will never return to Mount Hua again! I will never reveal that we once belonged to Mount Hua, even for a moment.”

“Hoh?”

Chung Myung smiled as if he found it interesting.

“So?”

“Th, then please just let us go.”

“Ah?”

Chung Myung slightly opened his mouth and then nodded.

“That’s right. That’s right. That’s what you should do.”

As positive words came out of Chung Myung’s mouth, Hyeon Beop’s face looked relieved. He added in a soft tone while he was at it.

“W, well, weren’t we once elders of your sect? So let’s stop here.”

“Ah, good.”

Chung Myung nodded repeatedly.

Then he smiled at Hyeon Dang and Hyeon Beop.

“It’s not like I want to make things bigger either. As you know, I’m a Taoist.”

“Th, that’s right?”

Hyeon Beop’s face became happier.

But the Mount Hua disciples who were listening to the conversation from behind lost all color in their faces the moment they heard those words.

‘We’re doomed.’

‘He’s not going to kill them, is he?’

But unfortunately, Hyeon Dang and Hyeon Beop didn’t see their reaction.

Chung Myung smiled and approached Hyeon Beop.

“Ending it here is good for everyone, right?”

“……Y, yes. That’s right.”

“But you know.”

“Huh?”

“The way you are trying to end this isn’t how things are normally done. If you could just cause trouble and end it with a smile, why would wars break out? You should know better.”

“…….”

“Ending things means…”

Chung Myung slowly drew his sword again.

“It can only be done after paying the price for what you have done. Do you understand? You old fools who have only wasted your age?”

As Chung Myung’s eyes showed he wanted to kill them, Hyeon Beop was horrified and began to back away.

“I, I am an elder! And I am of your granduncle’s generation.”

“Oh. That’s right. Elders and granduncles should be respected.”

“…….”

“That’s why you’re getting beaten.”

“What?”

Chung Myung’s sword flew like a ray of light and struck Hyeon Beop’s head.

Wham!

With a sound like a huge bomb exploding, Hyeon Beop’s body collapsed.

“Ah… Ah… Aaaaargh!”

As he grabbed his head and began to roll from side to side, Chung Myung glared and shouted.

“How dare those who are still young talk about granduncles! Die, you bastard!”

The Hyeon generation was too young to deal with an old man who had returned from death.

Unfortunately.