Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 738

Will a Ghost or a Monster Appear? (3)

Baek Cheon groaned, “Ugh…” Every step towards the dining hall was a struggle. His legs felt like they were dragging through thick mud.

*I’m going to die,* he thought miserably.

It wasn’t just tiredness. It was like wearing heavy, wet clothes and carrying a giant rock on his back. He could barely lift his feet.

Hyun Young’s angry voice still rang in Baek Cheon’s ears. “Don’t even think about learning this! Not while I’m alive!”

Baek Cheon shuddered. *There’s a devil. There’s a devil.*

He thought the only devil in Mount Hua was Chung Myung, but who would have imagined there was an even older devil than him?

If Chung Myung pushed your body to its breaking point, Hyun Young attacked your mind. He made you wonder, *Can I really not give up until the end?*

“I think I’m going to die, Martial Uncle…”

“…Me too,” Yoon Jong replied, staggering beside him.

Swinging a sword underwater wasn’t too hard by itself. Holding your breath while moving energy inside you was tough, but it didn’t push you as hard as climbing a cliff with rocks tied to your body.

The real challenge was using your own willpower to keep going.

Climbing a cliff has an end. No matter how hard, it eventually stops.

But swinging a sword underwater felt endless. Even Baek Cheon wanted to cut the rope and swim to the top many times.

After training, his head felt heavy and foggy, on top of being exhausted.

*But it’s actually a smart training idea,* he thought.

They weren’t showing their strength, but proving they deserved to learn the Purple Cloud Divine Art.

Divine Art combines moving energy and controlling your mind.

Being good with a sword or having a strong body doesn’t help with Divine Art. You need a strong mind and a firm heart.

So, this training was perfect for testing the disciples’ mental strength and patience.

Yes… perfect…

*The problem is, I feel like I’m about to die right now.*

Baek Cheon slowly opened the dining hall door.

“…I don’t think I can eat anything.”

“You still have to eat. To get through tomorrow’s training.”

Baek Cheon sighed and looked for an empty seat.

“Huh?”

He noticed something strange.

*What are they all looking at?*

Everyone in the dining hall was staring at one spot with strange looks on their faces.

Baek Cheon looked that way too and his eyes widened. It was Chung Myung, but something was very, very wrong.

“It’s Chung Myung.”

“Yes, it’s Chung Myung.”

“Of course, it’s Chung Myung.”

The others nodded, used to Chung Myung causing trouble. He must have done something again.

Normally, the Five Swords would check on him, but Baek Cheon was too tired to care.

Baek Cheon was about to ignore it for his own peace when he noticed something odd.

“Huh?”

He looked back at Chung Myung, speechless.

*Heh. That rascal.*

He should at least say hello to his Martial Uncle. He’s turning his head away like he saw something scary.

Turning his head completely backward…

*Chung Myung… Why are you eating like that? Can you even eat with your neck turned like that?*

“…Why is that guy doing that?”

“Just ignore him. Hasn’t he always been crazy?”

“Yeah, but how does he find new ways to be crazy every time?”

Baek Cheon frowned.

Chung Myung sat at the table with his shoulders straight, but his neck was twisted almost backwards. It looked very strange.

“…He’s spilling everything.”

“Looks like food is falling out of his mouth too?”

Baek Cheon couldn’t watch anymore and closed his eyes.

*Chung Myung, please.*

Everyone in Mount Hua knows you’re not normal, you don’t have to prove it this much!

Finally, Baek Cheon walked over to Chung Myung. He could only see the back of Chung Myung’s head.

“Chung Myung.”

“Huh? It’s Martial Uncle?”

*At least turn your head when someone calls you.*

Baek Cheon spoke with a reluctant face.

“Well… I probably shouldn’t even ask, but… Are you okay? What’s going on?”

“Huh? What?”

“If you’re okay, why are you eating like you’re ignoring the world?”

“Ah, this?” Chung Myung grinned, or at least it seemed like he did from the back of his head. “It’s nothing much. I just had a little… Qi Deviation while training.”

“Ah, I see. Never mind I asked… What, Deviation?” Baek Cheon turned back to Chung Myung like lightning. “What? What did you say?”

“Oh, I think I got a light Qi Deviation… Ha, seriously. Everything else is fine, but my neck won’t turn.”

Baek Cheon was speechless, and Chung Myung grumbled, annoyed.

“This is really, uh…”

He grabbed his head and started twisting it.

Crack! Crack!

“D-Don’t… Don’t do it! You crazy bastard!”

*I can hear your neck breaking, you crazy bastard! What did you even do to get a Qi Deviation that makes your neck turn!*

“Huh, that’s strange… It felt right, but how do I fix it?”

“……”

“Ugh. I’ll eat later and try to fix this first.”

Chung Myung felt around the table and stood up.

“A-Are you okay?”

“Can’t you tell? I’m fine!”

“……”

*How far does this guy’s ‘fine’ go? At this point, he’d probably say someone without an arm or a leg is ‘fine’…*

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. This will get better if I sleep well.”

“……”

“Haha. I’m experiencing all sorts of things in my life. Haha.”

Chung Myung stumbled towards the entrance.

Thud!

“Oh. The entrance isn’t here…”

Thud!

“Agh, damn it!”

Thud! Thud!

Chung Myung bumped into the wall again and again. Finally, he found the door, laughed a little, and went outside. The dining hall became very quiet.

Baek Cheon had been watching Chung Myung with wide eyes. He looked confused. Jo Gul and Yoon Jong came to him, their faces white and shocked.

“Is he going to be okay?” Jo Gul asked quietly.

“…He’s really doing this now,” Yoon Jong mumbled, sounding lost.

Baek Cheon looked at the door that was open just a little bit. He asked, “He will be alright… won’t he?”

No one answered.

Silence.

More silence.

Even more silence.

The three men just stared at Chung Myung. They looked like they were losing all their energy.

“Sasuk, Sasuk,” Jo Gul called out weakly.

“…” Chung Myung didn’t answer.

“Come here and hold this for me! Ha! This arm…” Chung Myung said, his voice strained.

Baek Cheon blinked, trying to focus again. He had been in shock.

Luckily, Chung Myung’s neck, which had been bent all the way back, seemed to be back in the right place. That was a relief.

But there was still a problem. A big one.

“…Why is your arm like *that* again?” Baek Cheon asked, pointing.

“Oh, this?” Chung Myung said casually. “It’s nothing. Just a little problem with my inner energy…”

“Little?” Baek Cheon repeated, surprised.

“Yeah, little.” Chung Myung nodded.

“Do you know that your arm is bent backwards behind your shoulder right now?” Yoon Jong asked, his voice trembling.

Chung Myung’s right arm was reaching around his head, touching his back. His leg was also twisted backwards, with his heel pointing forward. His body was bent sideways so much it looked like his head could touch the ground any second. He was twisted and bent like a broken doll.

*‘I couldn’t even do that if I tried,’* Baek Cheon thought, horrified.

And Chung Myung called this “little”?

“No, you crazy idiot!” Baek Cheon shouted. “What are you doing? Why is your body doing that?!”

“Huh? That’s weird…” Chung Myung said, tilting his head. He didn’t seem worried at all. “This shouldn’t be happening. I did it exactly right.”

“Did I mess up the energy flow?” Chung Myung wondered aloud. “But no, that’s not it…”

“Chung Myung, we need to go to the medical hall! Now! You’re going to die!” Yoon Jong cried, panicked.

“Eh, it’s nothing serious,” Chung Myung said. “It will get better soon.”

“…” Baek Cheon just stared, speechless.

“But it’s really hard to get dressed like this,” Chung Myung complained. “Tsk. Okay, Sasuk, I’ll fix myself quickly and then come back.”

“…” Baek Cheon still couldn’t speak.

“See you later!” Chung Myung said brightly.

Chung Myung tried to walk forward, but suddenly stumbled.

“Aaaargh!” he yelled.

Baek Cheon and Yoon Jong rushed to him, their faces white with fear, and caught him as he fell.

“What is it?” Chung Myung asked, confused. “Why am I trying to walk forward but going backwards?”

“Hey, you crazy idiot! How can you walk forward when your foot is twisted backwards?!” Baek Cheon yelled, his voice cracking.

“Oh! Right!” Chung Myung said, smiling sheepishly. He straightened himself up a bit.

“Haha. Don’t worry. I just made a mistake because I’m not used to it yet.”

“If you make another mistake, you’ll kill yourself! I’m telling you, we are going to the medical hall right now!” Baek Cheon insisted.

“It’s fine, really. I know my body. It will be better if I just put some spit on it,” Chung Myung said seriously.

“…” Baek Cheon was beyond words.

Chung Myung tried to move his feet a few times, but it didn’t work. He sighed and then started hopping on one leg.

“Okay! See you later!”

Hop! Hop! Hop!

Chung Myung hopped away like a zombie in a funny movie, disappearing into the distance.

Baek Cheon watched him go, his face empty. He felt Jo Gul’s quiet voice next to him.

“Will he really… be okay?” Jo Gul asked, worried.

“…” Baek Cheon didn’t answer.

Baek Cheon put his hands over his face and started to cry.

“Please…” he whispered.

“Yes?” Yoon Jong asked, confused.

“Please… can’t we just have a normal life? Just once?” Baek Cheon begged, his voice breaking.

“…It’s probably easier to just give up on that, Sasuk,” Jo Gul said sadly.

Big tears ran down Baek Cheon’s face, mixing with the dirt on his cheeks. He was completely defeated.

Baek Cheon and Yoon Jong looked at Chung Myung. They were both quiet and worried.

*‘He looks okay?’* Baek Cheon thought.

*‘He seems fine on the outside, right?’* Yoon Jong thought, looking at Baek Cheon.

They looked at each other, checking again. Chung Myung did seem fine today. At least, on the surface.

*‘But I shouldn’t relax yet,’* Baek Cheon thought, still nervous.

Baek Cheon slowly walked towards Chung Myung. His heart was beating fast. He carefully called out, “Chung Myung-ah.”

Chung Myung turned to him and smiled widely. Baek Cheon felt a little hopeful. He asked, smiling back, “Are you feeling better now?”

Chung Myung smiled even wider. It was a very, very bright smile.

“The treatment is all… done…” Chung Myung started to say, but no sound came out. “Chung Myung-ah?” Baek Cheon asked again, confused.

Chung Myung just kept smiling that super bright smile.

That was strange. Baek Cheon looked down. He saw a hand moving under Chung Myung’s sleeve. It looked like it was holding something and pretending to write.

“Geol-ah,” Baek Cheon said, his voice flat.

“Yes, Sasuk,” Geol answered quickly.

“…Get paper and a brush,” Baek Cheon said, sighing.

*Scratch. Scratch.* The sound of writing.

They put a brush in Chung Myung’s hand and paper in front of him. But Chung Myung’s arm wouldn’t reach forward. They had to hold the paper right in front of his hand. Then, Chung Myung started to write.

**[Cannot speak.]**

“…” Baek Cheon was silent.

**[Cannot walk forward.]**

Baek Cheon’s eye started to twitch. He was losing his patience.

“Hey, you…” Baek Cheon started to say, but he couldn’t even find the words. He just grabbed his own hair in frustration.

“Then how did you even get here, you idiot?!” Baek Cheon yelled.

Chung Myung smiled brightly and wrote on the paper again.

**[Don’t worry. Will be fine soon.]**

Chung Myung put down the brush and jumped up. Then, still smiling, he suddenly fell backwards, flat on his back.

“Eeeek!” Chung Myung yelped, surprised.

Baek Cheon jumped and reached out to help. But Chung Myung, as if he had planned it, put his hand behind his head to hold himself up. With his stomach in the air, he started moving his arms and legs like a spider, crawling away backwards very quickly.

Yoon Jong watched him go, his mouth open in shock. He whispered, “…Is he… is he almost like a monster now?”

Baek Cheon just put his hands over his face again. He couldn’t take it anymore.

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Chung Myung, the legendary Plum Blossom Swordmaster of Mount Hua, awakens after a hundred years of slumber only to find his once-mighty sect reduced to ruins. With unwavering determination, he disguises himself as a young disciple and embarks on a mission to restore Mount Hua to its former glory. From training new disciples to facing lifelong enemies, Chung Myung must revive the sect while uncovering dark conspiracies that threaten the martial world. "Return of Mount Hua Sect" is an epic tale of resurgence, sacrifice, and fierce battles that will shake the world!

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