Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 705

Jin Yang-geon ran as fast as his legs could carry him.

‘Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!’

Why had things turned out this way?

He was so close. He just needed to grab the money and sneak away when he had the chance.

But those strange people who suddenly showed up ruined everything.

‘Damn it! Who the hell are those guys?’

Were they really from the Hwasan Sect? It seemed possible.

They didn’t look like it, but only the Nine Great Sects could beat the Geumgeom Clan so easily with so few people.

‘How did they find out so quickly?’

He had just stolen the bag of money. How could they have known all the way from Shaanxi and sent disciples?

It didn’t matter how they found out. He thought Hwasan would not arrive in Nanchang until he was finished. He planned to take his time and leave slowly.

But how had Hwasan’s disciples suddenly appeared?

Jin Yang-geon glanced back, tired.

‘Please don’t be there! Please, just give me a little more time…’

“You little thief, get back here!”

Jin Yang-geon’s head snapped back. He saw a tiny figure in the distance and his mouth dropped open.

‘Damn it! Those useless Geumgeom Clan bastards!’

They acted so tough, but they couldn’t even stop him!

“Stop, you little punk! You’re dead if I catch you!”

‘Who would stop after hearing that, you crazy bastard!’

Even though the distance was great, the voice was clear. He knew that voice meant strong power. Jin Yang-geon ran even faster.

“But is this bastard trying to die? Don’t slow down! Huh?”

Running as fast as he could, Jin Yang-geon wondered how he could run so fast and still talk.

“Run! Run as fast as you can! Because if I catch you…” Chung Myung’s voice was like thunder.

His hair stood on end.

He could almost hear Chung Myung’s teeth grinding behind him. He glanced back. The person who was just a tiny spot in the distance was now much closer. He could almost see the anger on his face.

‘Eeeeeek!’

Jin Yang-geon almost fell, but he managed to stay on his feet.

‘What’s with this speed?’

He was getting closer. At this rate, he would soon be caught.

“Hey! Run faster, you little punk! Or I’ll smash your head!”

“Hieeek!”

Jin Yang-geon, pale with fright, ran even more desperately.

If he got caught, he would die.

He was sure of it. The madness in that strange man’s voice was clear. He knew what would happen if he was caught.

He had seen that man beating people like crazy with his bare fists.

A swordsman using his fists instead of his sword? If he got caught by such a man, he would be lucky to have any bones left.

The only good thing was that he had the money order. If he could escape, he could change his identity and live a life of luxury.

“What are you doing, you damn bastards!”

Jin Yang-geon cursed and looked ahead with angry eyes.

He had agreed to meet the Taehaeng Three Swords here, but they were nowhere to be seen.

“Those pathetic bastards…”

“Have you come!”

That’s it!

Jin Yang-geon cheered. The Taehaeng Three Swords came out from behind the trees. Jin Yang-geon shouted.

“Eldest! Eldest! Someone’s chasing me!”

“What?”

Gwa Hyeok-so, the eldest of the Taehaeng Three Swords, glared at Jin Yang-geon.

“You idiot!”

“Ah, no! It’s not the Geumgeom Clan! It’s just one guy!”

“One guy?”

“There, behind…”

Jin Yang-geon pointed behind him.

Gwa Hyeok-so frowned as he saw Chung Myung running like a mad bull.

“What’s with that beggar?”

Since there was only one person, Gwa Hyeok-so scoffed.

“Ha! Just one? That’s nothing! We’ll crush him! Kill him and shut his mouth!”

“Yes, sir!”

The two younger brothers of the Taehaeng Three Swords drew their swords.

Jin Yang-geon slowly retreated, leaving the Taehaeng Three Swords behind.

“That, that guy?”

“Eldest! That guy is running away?”

Gwa Hyeok-so chuckled.

“Leave him be. We’ll chase him later. The idiot thinks he can escape.”

Gwa Hyeok-so turned to Chung Myung. He took a few steps forward and said.

“You’re going to die…”

Crack!

Jong-yo’s mouth slowly opened.

‘Huh?’

He stopped, confused.

‘What is it?’

So… Eldest. Uh… that… uh, yeah. Eldest!

Something was on Gwa Hyeok-so’s face. Long and that…

‘A foot?’

Jong-yo understood and shuddered.

Chung Myung stomped on Gwa Hyeok-so’s face in mid-air. It was impossible to tell whether he had stepped on it or kicked it.

Jong-yo stared at Gwa Hyeok-so, who was falling backward with a footprint on his face.

Thud!

Chung Myung jumped into the air and kept running.

“Seriously, what are these useless things! Get out of the way, you bastards!”

Uh… isn’t that something you say before you step on someone?

You’re saying it after stepping on him?

His second brother’s scream snapped Jong-yo out of his daze.

“Eldest Brotheeeeer!”

Ma Wi-ryang screamed and ran towards Gwa Hyeok-so.

“Y, you damn bastard!”

Then, with angry eyes, he tried to chase Chung Myung.

“Aaargh!”

At that moment, another group of beggars appeared.

It was the Oh Geom led by Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon shouted.

“Jo Gul! Yoon Jong!”

“Yes, Martial Uncle!”

“Deal with them! The rest of us will continue to chase after him!”

“Yes!”

Jo Gul and Yoon Jong jumped forward quickly. They pointed their swords at the two men.

Ma Wiryang’s face was twisted in anger, like a vengeful ghost. He shouted,

“You little brats! Do you even know who we are? Did you think you could beat the Taehaeng Three Swords so easily?”

“The Taehaeng Three Swords?”

Baek Cheon’s face became serious.

“Are you talking about the Taehaeng Three Swords, the students from Jongnam?”

Ma Wiryang flinched. He had spoken in anger but realized he shouldn’t have revealed their identity.

But it was too late. They had already said it. If they killed them all, no one would know.

“Aye! We are the Taehaeng Three Swords, the students from Jongnam…”

“What the—?”

Ma Wiryang was surprised by the voice behind him. He didn’t even have time to turn around.

Wham!

“Ugh…”

His head hurt so much that his eyes rolled back as he fell forward.

“Jongnam? What the—? Jongnam?”

Chung Myung ran back faster than before, jumped on Ma Wiryang’s back, and started hitting him on the head.

“Right! Something felt off! These guys are from Jongnam? Of course, only Jongnam’s sons of bitches would screw us over like this! Die! Die, you bastard! Die!”

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Ma Wiryang’s face was pushed into the ground. Baek Cheon watched this scary scene and said without thinking,

“What did that guy do to Jongnam?”

He was very curious about why Chung Myung hated them so much.

“Chung Myung-ah! He’ll get away if you keep doing that!”

“Aoh!”

Chung Myung stood up quickly. Then, he turned and kicked Jongyo, who was still confused, in the back of the head.

Crack!

Plop.

Chung Myung glared at Jongyo, who had fallen, and then started running again.

“Catch him! We’ll starve for a month if we lose that bastard!”

“Talk some sense! Tang Soso! Tie these guys up!”

“Yes!”

The Five Swords left Tang Soso behind and ran as fast as they could.

“I can’t see him! Which way did he go?”

“I think he went that way!”

“Stop talking and keep up!”

Chung Myung ran very fast, taking huge steps.

‘Was he a horse in his past life!’

The Five Swords, breathing heavily, chased after him as if their lives depended on it.

As they ran, they started to see Jin Yanggeon.

“There he is!”

“Seriously! Why is that bastard so fast!”

Just as Jo Gul complained, Chung Myung’s eyes lit up.

Whoosh!

He ran forward faster than ever before.

Even Baek Cheon was surprised by his speed.

“Euraaaaah!”

Jin Yanggeon saw Chung Myung catching up and screamed, drawing his sword.

“Oh? This bastard’s drawing his sword? If you swing that around…”

Wooooooom!

Jin Yanggeon’s sword seemed to shake, and then it glowed with a red and white light.

Yoon Jong and Jo Gul opened their eyes wide.

‘What is that?’

They thought he was just a con man, but the sword aura was stronger than they expected.

The red and white sword energy looked like a rough copy of the Snow Flower Twelve Forms and Plum Blossom Sword Technique that Jongnam had shown before.

But it was just a rough copy, not as good as the real techniques. He wasn’t strong enough to hurt Chung Myung.

Baek Cheon imagined what Chung Myung would do. He would jump into the sword aura, break through it, and hit the man’s chin to defeat him quickly.

But…

Then, something strange happened.

Chung Myung, who had been running like a crazy person, stopped suddenly when Jin Yanggeon’s sword aura appeared.

‘What is he doing?’

Baek Cheon was a little surprised, but he still trusted Chung Myung. But then, Baek Cheon’s eyes went wide with shock.

Whoosh!

Jin Yanggeon’s clumsy sword hit Chung Myung’s shoulder.

“What!”

“Che, Chung Myung-ah!”

His skin was cut, and blood flew into the air.

Baek Cheon was very shocked.

Chung Myung shouldn’t have been hurt by such a weak sword. But it had happened right in front of him.

The Five Swords screamed and ran even faster.

The blood fell to the ground like rain. Baek Cheon grabbed Chung Myung’s shoulder and pressed on the wound to stop the blood. His face was twisted in worry.

“Hey, you bastard! What the hell are you…”

But he stopped talking when he saw Chung Myung’s face.

“…Chung Myung-ah?”

Chung Myung was frozen like a statue.

Baek Cheon had seen Chung Myung make many faces. He had seen him angry, happy, and laughing.

But Chung Myung’s face now was so strange that Baek Cheon couldn’t understand what he was feeling. Even Baek Cheon, who knew Chung Myung very well, couldn’t understand.

He looked confused, sad, and something else Baek Cheon couldn’t name.

Then, Chung Myung slowly opened his mouth and whispered,

“Jaha…”

“…What?”

His voice was so quiet that no one could hear him. Actually, even if he shouted, they wouldn’t have understood. The Five Swords were too busy looking at Chung Myung’s bleeding shoulder.

“Sasuk.”

“Yeah, you crazy bastard! Why did you get hit by such a weak sword, you idiot!”

“Let’s go.”

“Wait! Let’s stop the bleeding first…”

“Sasuk.”

“…”

“Let’s go.”

Chung Myung’s eyes flashed. Baek Cheon saw how serious he was and stopped talking.

‘What the hell is going on?’

He realized that something strange was happening. He turned and looked in the direction where Jin Yanggeon had run.

Chung Myung walked forward like he was in a trance.

He walked towards the direction where Jin Yanggeon had disappeared, looking into the distance as if he was chasing something else.