Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 747

Hyun Jong closed his eyes, a sigh escaping his lips.

The Surochae.

They were dangerous. Hyun Sang was right; they were even worse than the Green Forest bandits. Groups all over knew the Surochae were evil, but they couldn’t easily stop them. Fighting on land was different from fighting on water. Everyone knew this, so they were careful about causing trouble with the Surochae.

I need to stop this from getting bigger, Hyun Jong thought.

If there was a fight with the Surochae, his innocent disciples would be hurt. The sect’s honor was important, but was it worth his students getting wounded?

Not even a scratch, he decided.

It was best to solve this peacefully, if possible.

To do that…

Sect Leaaaaaader!

The piercing sound made Hyun Jong wince and squeeze his eyes shut.

Doesn’t that rascal ever sleep?

The ghostly voice echoed not just beyond the firmly closed door, but from the very roof of his residence.

“No, I’m telling you, I can really handle this well!”

Hyun Jong turned away, his face tight with annoyance.

“Sect Leaaaaaader!”

“You rascal, please let me get some sleep! Some sleep!”

It was already very late, one in the morning, but that annoying disciple showed no sign of stopping. He wasn’t even tired!

“Think about it! How can I sleep comfortably when something so absurd has happened! Only when my stomach is settled can I sleep, and only then…”

Hyun Jong covered his ears.

That annoying disciple had been ranting like that for a full day since the meeting ended. Even someone who talks a lot would be tired after so much talking. But Chung Myung wasn’t tired at all.

“Sect Leader! Sect Leaaaaaader!”

“Aish!”

Hyun Jong pulled the blanket over his head.

Absolutely not!

Under different circumstances, he would never have excluded Chung Myung. Frankly, sending disciples anywhere without Chung Myung still felt risky to him.

But not this time.

Of course, Chung Myung was someone who solved problems. Things did become cleaner when he stepped in.

But one had to be prepared for the enormous escalation of events in the process.

Chung Myung’s way to solve problems was to make them bigger, even if they were small to begin with. Then, he would explode everything to get rid of it all at once.

This situation should never be resolved in that way. This was something that needed to be handled in the most amicable way possible after considering all the circumstances.

“No, Sect Leader! I’m telling you, I need to go! If I go and stir things up, the guilty bastards will confess on their own!”

“That’s why you can’t go, that’s why! Ugh, you little brat!”

Eventually, Hyun Jong, his chest bursting with frustration, kicked the blanket away.

“Sect Leaaaaaader!”

“Enough! Before dirt goes into my eyes… No, no! Even if dirt goes in, I will never send you!”

He quickly changed his words, afraid that Chung Myung might actually pour dirt into his eyes if he mentioned it.

“Ah, I need to go, Sect Leader! I’ll go and bury all those pirates in the water! No, I need to see how well they can hold their breath to be doing piracy!”

It was Chung Myung’s special skill, if you could call it that, to make things worse when he tried to help.

“Anyway, no! Absolutely not!”

“Sect Leaaaaaader!”

Hyun Jong squeezed his eyes shut and silently covered his ears.

“Noooooooo!”

Chung Myung, perched on the roof of Hyun Jong’s residence, howled like a wolf gazing at the moon.

The moon was a sliver in the dark sky, casting long shadows across the rooftops of Mount Hua. A cool breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, but Chung Myung’s shouts were louder than anything else.

Not far away, the Five Swords were watching the scene with complex expressions.

“He never gets tired.”

“In a way, isn’t it really amazing? He’s been doing that from morning until dawn.”

I’m sometimes scared of that obsession.

Baek Cheon let out a long, heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly.

“The Sect Leader is amazing too. That leech-like guy is making such a fuss, but he hasn’t opened the door once.”

What kind of trouble would he get into if he opened it?

“That’s what I mean.”

Everyone shook their heads, agreeing. But Yoon Jong looked worried about something else.

“But, Martial Uncle.”

“Hmm?”

“Are we really leaving Chung Myung behind?”

Baek Cheon couldn’t answer easily. Then, Jo Gul looked at Yoon Jong and chuckled.

“Why, Senior Brother? Are you—”

Yoon Jong glared at him.

“Are you scared?”

Jo Gul quickly changed his tone.

“No, no, just asking!”

Yoon Jong, who had been staring at Jo Gul with a crooked look, silently lowered his fist again. Then, he turned to Baek Cheon again and said.

“Of course, if you think about the situation that would happen if we took Chung Myung… Think… Uh…”

Yoon Jong stopped talking, picturing the scene in his mind and wincing.

– Uahahahaha! You pirate bastards!

– Die! Die!

– What? You’re good at splashing water! Then get in, you bastard! Just stick your head out once! See what happens!

The things that would happen before their eyes were as clear as if they had already seen them. No matter how positively they tried to think, they could only imagine the Yangtze River stained with blood.

“That… Yes. Of course, it would be… a bit horrific.”

“A bit?”

“Very horrific.”

Everyone shook their heads.

Chung Myung was fair to everyone, which was both his best and worst quality. Wasn’t the most amazing thing about him that he didn’t discriminate whether the opponent was Wudang, Jongnam, the Myriad Man House, or the Eighteen River Pirates of the Yangtze?

If such a guy was taken to the Yangtze River under the pretext of investigation, the things that would happen were obvious. It would be assault in the name of investigation, and perhaps an unprecedented situation where the Yangtze River flowed in reverse might occur.

“Anyway, I understand that you’re reluctant to let Chung Myung cause trouble. But isn’t this an investigation into the Surochae, one of the Five Great Evils?”

“That’s right.”

“Can we really leave Chung Myung out of such a thing?”

Yoon Jong trailed off. Worry crossed his face.

Of course, it was true that Chung Myung caused trouble. But in case of an unexpected crisis, Chung Myung was also the most reliable person.

The Five Swords, who had overcome numerous crises with Chung Myung, knew this fact better than anyone else. So, it was understandable that Yoon Jong would say such a thing.

“I understand what you mean, but isn’t this something that the Sect Leader has already decided?”

“Martial Uncle……”

Baek Cheon sighed lowly.

“I’m also uneasy, to be honest. But Yoon Jong, think about it.”

“Yes?”

“If we think like that, we won’t be able to do anything without Chung Myung.”

Yoon Jong’s face hardened slightly. Because Baek Cheon’s words were true.

Baek Cheon frowned and sighed.

“It’s a fact I don’t want to admit, but… it’s really a fact I don’t want to admit… Ugh. I really don’t want to admit it.”

“It’s true that I feel relieved when Chung Myung is around. But we can’t always rely on him, can we?”

He looked at his own hands, clenching them into fists. I need to be stronger. We all do.

“But, Martial Uncle.”

“I know what you mean. You want to say that dealing with the Eighteen River Pirates of the Yangtze, one of the Five Great Evils, can’t be considered the same as other cases.”

“That’s right.”

“Yoon Jong. The enemies that Mount Hua will have to face in the future will become even stronger. Will we just keep looking at Chung Myung every time?”

Baek Cheon, having asked the question, took a long breath with a heavy face.

He spoke as if he knew everything, but he was just as anxious.

I realize once again how much we’ve been relying on that rascal.

But this couldn’t be helped.

Chung Myung’s skills and judgment were at a level that couldn’t be compared to ordinary late-stage disciples. Chung Myung was even playing with the seasoned veterans of the Jianghu in his hands.

Even if he wasn’t the strongest, everyone just trusted Chung Myung.

But we can’t keep doing that forever. Even to reduce the burden on that rascal.

Baek Cheon looked at Yu Yiseol, trying not to make it obvious.

“What do you think, Junior Sister?”

Then, she glanced at Chung Myung with an expressionless face and said nonchalantly.

“The Sect Leader’s decision.”

“A matter to be followed.”

Simple and good.

As Yu Yiseol said, regardless of their thoughts, this was a decision made by Hyun Jong as the Sect Leader. If they were disciples of Mount Hua, they should all follow that order.

“Martial Uncle. Aren’t you going to ask for my opinion?”

“Hmm. As Junior Sister said, this is the Sect Leader’s decision.”

“Martial Uncle? I also have an opinion.”

“So, it’s not something to argue about. As a disciple, you just need to follow it.”

“Martial Uncccccle?”

Because he kept hovering around, Baek Cheon’s forehead eventually creased. Unable to bear the annoyance, Baek Cheon’s gaze turned to Jo Gul.

Do you really have to say it?

“Are you discriminating against me now?”

“Yes.”

Jo Gul drooped his shoulders like a rain-soaked puppy. Baek Cheon expressed his ‘I really don’t want to’ feeling and said.

“Say it, say it! I’ll listen!”

“It’s okay. I don’t want to be forced to… Haha!”

At that moment, Jo Gul quickly rolled to the side. Thanks to that, Yoon Jong’s hand, which was trying to grab Jo Gul’s collar, could only cut through the empty air.

“Oh ho?”

“Did you think I would just keep getting beaten up! I am Jo Gul! The beast of Mount Hua!”

“The beast of Mount Hua is Baek Ah-go.”

“Huh?”

Come to think of it?

Jo Gul awkwardly smiled, got up, and roughly brushed the dust off his clothes.

“Anyway, I think everyone is worrying about unnecessary things right now.”

“Huh? What?”

“Is that bastard the type to not go just because the Sect Leader told him not to?”

At those words, everyone’s gaze turned to the roof of the main building at once. More precisely, to Chung Myung, who was still howling.

“Sect Leaaaaaader! Aaaaargh!”

Jo Gul chuckled.

“The Chung Myung I know is the type to break through a mountain if it’s in front of him, and dig a waterway if there’s a river to divert the water. Do you think such a guy would obediently listen just because the Sect Leader told him not to go? Are you all underestimating him too much?”

“Indeed……”

“That makes sense.”

Everyone was about to nod and agree.

“Well, I think differently.”

“Huh?”

Tang Soso, who had been quiet until now, spoke with a pout.

“Everyone’s attention is too focused on Senior Brother, but the Sect Leader is not an easy person either. Wouldn’t the Sect Leader know that? The Sect Leader will take all sorts of measures to prevent Senior Brother from following this time.”

Come to think of it, that was also right. There was no way Hyun Jong wouldn’t know what they knew.

“It’s a fight between Mount Hua’s strongest attacker and defender. We’ll see who wins.”

Tang Soso’s voice was quite meaningful.

But an unknown sorrow flowed through Baek Cheon’s heart.

It sounds like a really cool thing to say.

The battle between Mount Hua’s strongest attacker and defender, it was like a figure of speech from a story. It was as if Mount Hua’s best masters were having a martial arts competition, betting everything on each other. Just listening to it!

“But why is that being used in this situation, damn it!”

“Sect Leaaaaaader! Are you listening?!”

“Shut up!”

“Ah, shut up, you punk!”

Hyun Jong and Baek Cheon’s shouts echoed loudly at the same time.

As the investigation team’s dispatch to the Yangtze River approached, Mount Hua’s night, which couldn’t pass peacefully for even a day, was somehow deepening.