Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 85

“You terrible person! What do you think you are doing?!” Baek Cheon shouted, his voice full of anger.

Chung Myung saw Baek Cheon running towards him very fast. He looked up at the sky, his eyes wide. *Oh no,* he thought. *This is bad.*

Baek Cheon didn’t stop. He ran straight at Chung Myung, holding his sword high in the air, ready to strike.

Seriously, this guy has a real sword? Are the Hundred Flowers Training Hall people obsessed with real swords? Why do they draw them at every little thing?

Even as he wondered, Baek Cheon’s sword flew dangerously towards Chung Myung. The sword, filled with qi, glowed with a sharp blue light, aiming for Chung Myung’s shoulder.

Even though Baek Cheon seemed completely out of control, Chung Myung noticed he was still aiming for his shoulder, not a deadly spot. ‘Not bad,’ Chung Myung thought.

However.

“If you fill it with sword qi, he’ll die anyway! You madman!”

Chung Myung kicked the incoming sword away with his foot.

Clang!

The sword, filled with qi, hit his foot, and unbelievably, a metallic sound rang out. Baek Cheon couldn’t handle the force and stumbled backward.

“Huh?”

Baek Cheon quickly stood up and looked back and forth between Chung Myung and his own sword with a surprised look. It had all happened so fast that he couldn’t understand how his attack had been pushed away.

“Tsk.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue and quickly checked on Yiseol’s condition. With an explosion happening right next to her while she was so focused, surely…

“Are you alright?”

Usually, she would have woken up with an explosion this big, but Yiseol stayed in her dreamlike state.

She’s so focused. Too focused.

But this intense focus was actually helping her now. It’s not often that someone becomes so focused while using a sword.

In Buddhism, it’s even called ‘shedding the shell,’ meaning forgetting yourself, getting rid of the outer layer, and entering a new level. For a fighter, it’s an incredibly important moment.

If she had been woken up from her dreamlike state by this crash, she would have regretted it for the rest of her life.

“You terrible person! Don’t you know how important a moment of selflessness is to a martial artist?”

And you know that, do you?

Chung Myung stared at Baek Cheon with wide eyes.

So that’s why he’s so angry.

“To disturb someone in a dreamlike state! Even if you don’t know much, there are things you can do and things you cannot! You shocking person!”

Baek Cheon glared at Chung Myung, wanting to kill him.

“It’s true that I didn’t think much of you, but I never thought you would be so awful as to disturb someone in a dreamlike state! I should have fixed your bad habits a long time ago!”

Chung Myung sighed deeply.

No, you dimwit. I didn’t disturb her, I helped her. But how would you know that? It’s all my fault. My fault for being so brilliant. I understand, but I can’t say it nicely.

“Someone who knows that draws a sword and attacks?”

“What did you say?”

“What if that precious junior sister gets hurt?”

“If you hadn’t fought back…!”

“To die?”

“⋯⋯.”

Chung Myung answered directly, and Baek Cheon stuttered, looking confused.

‘Are all the Hundred Flowers Training Hall people crazy?’

The world is usually made up of mostly normal people, with a few crazy people mixed in. But these Hundred Flowers Training Hall people seem to have more crazy people than normal people.

So far, there hasn’t been a single normal person among the Hundred Flowers Training Hall people Chung Myung has talked to.

If Yoon Jong heard this, he would have said that a pot calling the kettle black, but what does it matter? He’s not here.

“Would I ever kill you?”

“You were full of wanting to kill me.”

“⋯⋯That was because it was so urgent.”

“You even used your sword qi.”

“⋯⋯Th-that was.”

Baek Cheon’s face, which had been twitching as he listened to Chung Myung’s words, went blank for a moment.

Wait a minute.

Chung Myung is right. He was full of wanting to kill, and he used his sword qi. But how is that guy so unharmed?

Did he just brush off an attack that Baek Cheon put his strength into?

“Step away from my junior sister!”

Baek Cheon’s face became serious. And he said in a firm voice.

“I won’t ask what you were doing anymore. But put down your sword and step back right now. If you don’t, you will face me today not as your senior, but as a martial artist.”

Nice?

Chung Myung’s face lit up.

“Oh, really?”

“⋯⋯.”

Wow, that’s what I really wanted.

“This guy, to the very end⋯⋯.”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth.

People need to understand each other. If you try to see things from his point of view, you can understand why Baek Cheon is angry. From his point of view, something that shouldn’t be happening is happening.

So, normally, he should have stepped back here.

There’s just one problem…

Chung Myung smacked his lips and turned his head slightly.

‘If I change this a little more, something amazing might come out of it.’

Yiseol is now having an experience that she will never have again in her life. It’s sudden, but these experiences often happen unexpectedly.

Some people spend their whole lives facing a wall and practicing, but never gain a single insight, while others gain insight while simply eating a meal. It’s not something you can do on purpose, and it’s not something you can do just because you want to.

It just depends on luck.

And the greatest miracle Yiseol has gotten is not entering a state of selflessness. It’s that Chung Myung was next to her when she entered that state.

Basically, people who enter a state of selflessness forget themselves and become completely focused on the sword. In the process, they break away from the sword they knew and create a new sword, or they understand a higher level.

Therefore, no one should carelessly disturb someone in a state of selflessness. If they don’t handle a sword that has changed from the norm properly, a big problem could happen.

But who is Chung Myung?

He is the Great Grandmaster who understood all the swords of Mount Hua and reached a level that no one else could reach. He may not be able to show it in this body yet, but his understanding of Mount Hua swordsmanship is better than anyone else in the history of Mount Hua.

So, he can help Yiseol’s selflessness and guide her sword to a higher place, but…

‘Why did that jerk have to show up!’

It’s hard to guide her sword in front of someone else. If he messes up, things could get out of hand.

Chung Myung glanced at Yiseol and smacked his lips.

‘What can I do? It’s your luck.’

To lead Mount Hua, he needs every master he can get, but Chung Myung doesn’t worry about things that are already done. But…

‘Beating up the guy who made me miss the chance is another story.’

Chung Myung moved a few steps away from Yiseol and glared at Baek Cheon.

“Is this enough?”

“More.”

“Tsk.”

Chung Myung took two more steps away from Yiseol.

“Is this enough?”

“⋯⋯Are you making fun of me right now? Step away properly. I don’t want you to hurt my junior sister.”

“Who’s hurting who? You’re the one causing harm.”

“Me?”

At Baek Cheon’s questioning reply, full of anger, Chung Myung looked up at the sky, speechless.

‘Are these guys obsessed with being polite?’

Yiseol was like that too, and Baek Cheon gets angry as soon as you shorten your words even a little. If Confucius came back to life, he would immediately take them in as students. Just great.

“Yes, Senior. I think the problem is you right now.”

Baek Cheon glared at Chung Myung with cold eyes.

“I have been trying to understand your rudeness.”

Oh, really?

You were making a fuss trying to find fault with everything and make the problem bigger, and now you’re acting like a nice person… Ah, is that you too? Anyway, why did someone like that come into the dojo?

“But I can only be patient so long. And there are some people in this world who you can’t reason with.”

“Wow⋯⋯.”

Chung Myung exclaimed, and Baek Cheon frowned.

“What do you want to say?”

“No, no. I’m just surprised.”

“At what?”

“You wouldn’t understand even if I told you.”

How can the same words that my martial brothers used to say come out after a hundred years?

– There’s no use talking to that guy.

– You’d be better off reading the Tao Te Ching to a cow or a chicken than talking about the Tao with that guy.

– He wouldn’t say anything if he couldn’t even fight.

People are all the same.

Or maybe Chung Myung hasn’t changed in a hundred years.

Baek Cheon said sharply to Chung Myung, who was grinning in surprise.

“Draw your sword. I will teach you what manners are today.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“You terrible person!”

“No, no. That’s not what I meant⋯⋯. You’re just so quick-tempered.”

Chung Myung joked, and Baek Cheon narrowed his eyes.

“What do you want to say?”

“No. I’m just worried. You’re still a senior, so wouldn’t it hurt your image if you fought with your junior disciple?”

Baek Cheon chuckled.

“Do you think I care about my image after coming all the way here? You’re wrong if you think your seniors and elders will protect you. They can’t protect you right now, even if they do later. You can just take the punishment later.”

“That’s the most manly thing I’ve heard in a while.”

Chung Myung hummed and nodded.

“But I have a better idea. Would you like to hear it?”

“⋯⋯What are you trying to do?”

“No. I’m saying we should make a promise. That we won’t tell anyone in the world about the fight that happened here.”

“What?”

Chung Myung grinned.

“I’m saying I won’t run to the seniors even if I get beaten up. A man can’t be childish and run to tell on someone just because he lost a fight. Don’t you think so?”

Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung with strange eyes.

‘What is this guy thinking?’

Baek Cheon carefully watched his face and said with a serious expression.

“It seems you’re trying to get out of this situation, but do you think I’ll let you off the hook now that you’ve come this far? You⋯⋯.”

“No, that’s not it.”

Chung Myung sighed, unable to hide his frustration.

“Let’s just forget all that senior and junior stuff, and the sect stuff, and just go clean. No hard feelings. Isn’t that better for each other?”

“⋯⋯.”

“If we promise each other, I won’t say anything to the leaders no matter what happens to me. If I do, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. Of course, the same goes for you, Senior. How about it?”

Baek Cheon gave a slight smile.

“You do have a manly side. Good. If you want, I’ll make a promise. I will not tell anyone what happened here.”

From Baek Cheon’s point of view, there is no reason not to accept this offer.

The most annoying part of beating up Chung Myung is the Yun and Hyeon disciples. If Chung Myung, who is under their protection, runs to them and tells them that Baek Cheon beat him up, it’s obvious that dealing with the aftermath will be a pain.

But he’s going to get rid of that annoying part himself. There’s no reason for Baek Cheon to refuse.

But… he can’t shake the bad feeling.

“Then we’ve made a promise.”

“That’s right. You too, right.”

“Yes. I also make a promise.”

“Then there are no hard feelings.”

Baek Cheon slightly raised his sword and pointed it at Chung Myung.

“But I’ll admit you have a manly side. In this fight, I am not your senior, and you are not my junior disciple. And I will use this fight to settle all the bad feelings I had for you. You too⋯⋯.”

“Fight?”

At that moment, Chung Myung’s strange voice interrupted Baek Cheon’s words.

Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung with confused eyes.

‘Huh?’

And Baek Cheon saw it.

Chung Myung was smiling with a completely different, mean face than before.

“Who said fight? You’re dead now, you jerk.”

Chung Myung snorted and walked towards Baek Cheon.