Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 502

The sky above the North Sea was clearer than usual today. Usually, it’s dark and gloomy. Sunlight shone brightly on the land.

Tap tap tap!

Beneath the clear sky, the disciples of Mount Hua ran quickly across the snowy field.

As they got closer, the fortress walls looked taller and taller. Baek Cheon’s face became serious.

“Chung Myung!”

“Yeah.”

“Up? Or through the gate?”

“Are you kidding me? We climb, of course!”

“Right then!”

Baek Cheon ran towards the fortress wall as fast as he could.

Then… Wham!

He jumped off the ground and started running up the wall as if it were flat. The disciples of Mount Hua followed, climbing the Ice Palace walls like flying squirrels.

“Is that…?”

“Good heavens!”

The martial artists of the North Sea, who were behind them, stared in disbelief at the amazing sight.

The North Sea winter is harsh, with snowstorms almost all the time.

Because of this, the fortress wall turns into an ice wall as the snow freezes. But the Mount Hua disciples were climbing the slippery ice wall without any trouble.

Yeo Saheon had seen them climb like this before. She had been watching in a daze, but now she woke up. She shouted,

“We must climb the fortress wall! Don’t fall behind!”

But just wanting to climb wasn’t enough. Some people, trying to keep up, jumped towards the wall like the Mount Hua disciples, but they slipped and fell in a messy way.

“Aargh!”

“Ugh! Be careful! It’s so slippery!”

Even those who jumped a few times could only hold onto the ice wall without going higher.

Looking up, they saw the Mount Hua disciples already halfway up the wall.

‘How is that even possible?’

It was unbelievable.

The former leaders of the Ice Palace could climb the wall easily, but even they couldn’t climb as fast as these young martial artists from the Central Plains.

No matter how strong the Mount Hua disciples were, they couldn’t be stronger than the former Ice Palace leaders at that age. It was an amazing thing.

“Don’t try too hard, just focus on climbing the wall for now!”

“Th-there! The ice is broken where they stepped! Go that way!”

The North Sea martial artists pushed aside all other thoughts and started to climb the ice wall slowly and carefully. They were martial artists, after all, so they could climb anything if they took their time.

However…

“This bald monk is slacking off! Why aren’t you climbing faster?”

“Sir, the ice is too slippery!”

“Honestly, those Shaolin guys are so slow!”

“Amitabha! Amitabha!”

“Amitabha and Aminabala, you bastard!”

Seeing Chung Myung kicking a monk in yellow robes while climbing, people were confused.

‘What kind of people are they?’

Tap tap tap tap!

The Mount Hua disciples climbed the wall in a straight line. From far away, it looked like someone was pulling them up.

“So So! Be careful!”

“Don’t worry about me, just climb quickly, Martial Uncle!”

“Right!”

Baek Cheon smiled slightly.

Ice walls and everything else, the Mount Hua disciples were tired of cliffs. It was a bit slippery, but compared to the rough cliffs of Mount Hua, it was nothing.

Tap tap tap!

Just then, Jo Gul suddenly shot upwards.

“I’ll go ahead and clear the way, Martial Uncle!”

“Geol! Don’t try too hard!”

“This is nothing!”

Jo Gul, full of confidence, climbed the wall like a light. Finally, he could see the top of the wall.

First, I’ll climb onto the wall and…

That’s when it happened.

‘Huh?’

At the top of the wall, a group of martial artists peeked their heads out, watching those climbing.

“At best…”

Huh?

Jo Gul blinked. They were holding long, thin things, pointing them down. Long, curved wooden poles, with sharp points…

“A bow?”

“Fire!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The arrows flew down. Jo Gul’s mouth dropped open.

“What in the world! Why are there bows in a martial artists’ fight?! Aargh!”

Jo Gul quickly blocked the arrows with his sword.

The arrows shot by martial artists with internal energy were much stronger than normal arrows.

Even though he was used to climbing cliffs, it was hard to block all the arrows on the slippery wall.

“Th-this…!”

Just as Jo Gul was about to jump off the wall and swing his sword…

Slip.

“Huh?”

His foot slipped, and he fell. He couldn’t block the arrows properly.

He barely blocked the arrows to his face and shoulders, but he was knocked off the wall and started to fall.

“Aaaargh! Damn it!”

“Geol!”

“Jo Gul!”

Jo Gul, who was screaming, suddenly stopped in the air.

“…Huh?”

Jo Gul looked up and saw that the ground wasn’t getting closer.

“……”

Chung Myung was holding his ankle, his face dark with anger.

Jo Gul understood what had happened, and his face turned pale.

“Ch-Chung Myung, it’s not like that…”

“We’ll settle this after the fight, Senior Brother.”

“……”

Chung Myung swung Jo Gul around and put him back on the wall, then looked up.

“Martial Uncle!”

“Alright, I’m going!”

Baek Cheon shot up the wall like lightning.

“Fire!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows rained down, but Baek Cheon calmly blocked them with his sword. He and Yoo Iseol easily pushed aside the arrows.

However…

“Aaaargh!”

“A-arrows!”

Those behind them couldn’t block the arrows while climbing.

Yoon Jong’s face became serious as he watched people get hit and fall.

“I should block them…”

“Just leave them and go up! It’s faster to deal with those guys!”

“Understood!”

Yoon Jong followed Chung Myung’s orders and went faster.

The person in charge shouted as he watched the Mount Hua disciples keep climbing despite the arrows.

“Fire! Fire! Focus on the front! Knock them down first!”

“Yes!”

“Oil! Where’s the oil! Bring the hot oil!”

“We’re on our way!”

Baek Cheon’s face twisted when he heard the shouts.

‘This is like war.’

He thought fighting the Ice Palace would be like the fight against the Myriad Man House, but they were fighting a siege war from the start.

If they had climbed the wall without those used to cliffs, it would have been a disaster.

Crack! Crunch!

The arrows were aimed at Baek Cheon. He slowed down because of the force of the arrows and the energy in his wrist. It was hard to block all the arrows and climb the wall, even for Baek Cheon.

“Fire!”

“That bastard!”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth.

“Martial Uncle. Shoulder.”

“Huh?”

Yoo Iseol kicked Baek Cheon’s shoulder and lifted herself up.

“Go!”

She flipped in the air and threw her sword at the top of the wall.

Wham!

The sword flew towards those firing arrows.

“Dodge!”

“Duck!”

Whirr!

The sword went past their heads. It didn’t cut anyone, but it gave Baek Cheon a moment to breathe.

“Uraaaah!”

Baek Cheon ran up the wall.

Yoo Iseol caught her sword and started to fall.

“Catch.”

“You! You son of a…!”

Chung Myung caught her and threw her towards the wall. Then, he kicked the air and stuck back onto the wall.

“You used that right away!”

“Because I can catch.”

That calm tone made people angry.

“I’d rather die!”

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and looked up.

“Ugh!”

Baek Cheon was shaking.

The closer he got, the stronger the arrows were. Baek Cheon’s feet slipped.

Thud!

Yoon Jong held his foot.

“Step on it and go up, Martial Uncle!”

“Alright!”

Baek Cheon glared up. But it wasn’t easy to block the arrows while climbing a slippery wall.

‘I need a plan…’

Just then, he heard Chung Myung.

“Hey, Monk.”

“Yes, Sir!”

“Earn your keep.”

“Yes?”

Baek Cheon looked down.

Chung Myung jumped up and fell towards Hae Yeon.

Hae Yeon understood and nodded. He put his feet in a gap in the ice and leaned back.

He put his hand on his waist, and a golden light came from his body.

“Could it be?”

That crazy guy?

Chung Myung crouched and stretched his foot towards Hae Yeon.

Hae Yeon punched out and kicked Chung Myung’s foot.

Wham!

The energy from Hae Yeon’s fist went up like a golden dragon. Chung Myung rode the energy and flew over the wall.

“What!”

“Wh-what is that?”

The Ice Palace warriors looked up.

“That crazy guy!”

“Wow… He’s insane.”

Even the Mount Hua disciples were amazed.

The sun was shining.

Chung Myung fell onto the wall like a hawk.

“Bl-block…”

They flinched.

Chung Myung’s eyes met theirs.

His cold eyes made them freeze.

Wham!

Chung Myung landed on the wall. He touched the ground and stood up slowly.

Then…

Blood spurted from the necks of those in his way.

They fell.

“……”

It was quiet.

Swish!

Chung Myung wiped the blood from his sword and said,

“Let’s begin.”

Chung Myung ran towards the warriors.