Chapter 114

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Return of The Mount Hua – Episode/Chapter 114. If you're a disciple of Mount Hua, that's enough (4)

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Chung Myung looked at Hyun Jong's back as he climbed the mountain.

After roughly completing his praise for Chung Myung, Hyun Jong called Chung Myung separately. Then, he was climbing Nakanbong Peak without saying a word.

Hyun Jong's back comes into Chung Myung's eyes who quietly follows him.

‘It's my second time staring at his back like this. Since the other day, when I saw his back quietly weeping in front of the secret vault, where only the long volcanic gates could enter.’

Hyun Jong's back, who led the collapsing Mount Hua alone. The sad back, which cannot be seen in front of others, remains clearly in Chung Myung's memory.

But today Hyun Jong's back looked a little more comfortable than in the past.

Soon after, Hyun Jong, who reached the top, quietly looked down at Mount Hua.

Chung Myung followed Hyun Jong to the top and looked around. There is a panoramic view of the rugged mountains of Mount Hua.

"Chung Myung."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"This is the highest peak in Mount Hua."

"Yes."

"Do you feel anything when you climb up?"

It was a slightly out of the blue question. Chung Myung said honestly what came to mind.

"It's high."

"……."

Hyun Jong turns his head and looks at Chung Myung. But Chung Myung proudly stuck out his belly.

You asked and I answered. Is there a problem?

Hyun Jong smiles when he sees his face like that.

"Yes, yes. You are right."

Hyun Jong's face softened slightly.

"I called you here because I wanted to ask you something."

‘Is it starting?’

Chung Myung's face was grim.

‘I don't know what he’s going to ask first, but I'll try my best not to get tangled up...’

"Chung Myung."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"A plum blossoms on your sword."

Chung Myung quickly smacked his lips. First of all...

"Thanks."

Hyun Jong slightly lowers his head towards Chung Myung.

Chung Myung flinched at Hyun Jong's unexpected behavior and takes a step back.

"What's wrong with you, Sect Leader?"

"This is not as sect leader of Mount Hua. I'm thankful as a human, as Hyun Jong. I've always wanted to see that sight."

"……."

"But I have to ask you, because the position as Mount Hua’s sect leader is more important than me as a human being. How did you manage to made plum blossoms with a sword?"

Chung Myung opened his mouth while looking at Hyun Jong.

"It just happened naturally."

"……Naturally?"

"Yes, plum blossoms bloomed naturally at some point while learning the sword. I don't know how that happened."

"I see."

"Just……."

"Hm?"

Chung Myung opened his mouth while still looking at Hyun Jong.

"Isn't that what all of Mount Hua's swords are, after all?"

Hyun Jong looked down at the view under his feet without saying a word. The high figure of Mount Hua catches his eye.

"Oh, I see."

He thought there was a secret to the fact that Chung Myung made plum blossoms with his sword. But Chung Myung's answer denies Hyun Jong's idea.

‘Yes, that's the sword of Mount Hua.'

Chung Myung is just saying he was ahead others. In other words, if others continue to train their sword, they can someday make plum blossoms at the tip of the sword.

Plum Blossoms.

If the day comes when all of Mount Hua's disciples can make plum blossoms, the era of Mount Hua will start again.

"Is it Plum Swordsman...…."

The words that no one dares to say now. If the symbol of Mount Hua is plum blossoms, the name of Mount Hua's force is Plum Swordsman.

Now no one in Mount Hua dares to be called Plum Swordsman, but as Chung Myung said, if all of Mount Hua’s disciples could make plum blossoms someday, some will succeed the name.

"It's still a long way off."

"……."

The situation is nice, definitely!

Looking back at Chung Myung with dismal eyes, he saw Chung Myung smiles mischievously. Seeing that smile somehow makes him feel at ease.

Hyun Jong said with a big smile.

"Chung Myung."

"Yes,  Sect Leader."

"What is Mount Hua to you?"

Chung Myung raised his head without answering.

His Jang Moon Sahyung seems to be visible in the blue sky.

Mount Hua. Mount Hua…

"For me, Mount Hua is...…."

As Sahyung has said.

"It's just Mount Hua."

‘Now I think I know a little bit of the meaning.’

Hyun Jong nods lightly at Chung Myung's answer.

"If you're a disciple of Mount Hua, that's fine."

A warm smile forms around his mouth.

"People just want to be there, but the world doesn't just let them be. That's the way of the world. Can you handle all that?"

Chung Myung grinned.

"If I couldn't handle it, I wouldn't have started it."

"I see."

Hyun Jong looked at Chung Myung with a smile and said softly.

"If you think so, Mount Hua will protect you. I and this Mount Hua will protect you from everything you have to bear."

Chung Myung smiled.

He doesn't ask.

Hyun Jong didn't ask for anything. He just saying that he'll protect Chung Myung even though there are countless questions he wants to ask Chung Myung.

'Because he is Mount Hua's sect leader.'

Hyun Jong was born later than Chung Myung, and compared to Chung Myung, he did not have a reputation as a strong man. He is not comparable to Chung Myung by experience or strength.

And yet he has to admit it.

There is something that Chung Myung, who has never lived as sect leader, does not have. Chung Myung, who can't call himself a Taoist, has no choice but to respect those who walk their own path.

"Sect Leader. It's not about protecting."

Hyun Jong has doubts in his eyes.

"It's about walking together. Under the name of Mount Hua."

A small smile appeared on Hyun Jong’s face, which had hardened slightly.

"You're right."

Hyun Jong smiled softly.

"Chung Myung."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"Promise me one thing."

Chung Myung raises his head and looks at Hyun Jong. Hyun Jong's eyes and face were gentle.

"I hope to hear more from you someday."

Chung Myung opened his mouth slightly and closed it again tightly.

Strangely, it feels like something is rising from his heart.

Chung Myung, who pressed down the emotions that he couldn't figure out for himself, looked up at the distant sky.

"It will be."

Someday

Yeah, one day.

* * *

Excitement doesn't leave so easily.

Especially if you've experienced something tremendous that you've never experienced before, the excitement can dominate people for months as well as days.

That's exactly what the third-class disciples of Mount Hua were now.

Although the Conference is over, the third-class disciples have yet to escape the aftermath of the Conference.

"We really won, didn't we?"

"……Can't you believe it?"

"It's like a dream. I can't believe we beat Southern Edge Sect."

It would have been easy to accept if they were confident about their own skills and considered Southern Edge Sect as a worthy opponent.

However, most of the third-class disciples did not have confidence in their skills until the moment they dueled.

That's because their skills were not self-developed, but more like what Chung Myung injected to them.

In addition, Chung Myung is the second most unfriendly human being in the world, so he did not explain at all how effective this training is and what level it would be after completing the training.

So they can't help but be dumbfounded.

"I don't know what he's really doing."

"Who?"

"Who is it? Is there anything else other than Chung Myung?"

All the people gathered nodded dazedly.

As the aftermath of the incident began to sweep them away and calm down, they realized how tremendous Chung Myung has done.

There may be third-class disciples who do not know that Chung Myung is a great man, but what Chung Myung has done this time has been enormous enough to overturn all their evaluations of him so far.

At that time, Jo-Gol, who was strangely mesmerized, spoke to Yoon Jong.

"Sahyung."

"Huh?"

"I can't sleep well."

"……Are you going to consult me about insomnia?"

"Not that...…."

Jo-Gol said, scratching his head.

"Whenever I close my eyes, I can't help but remember the sword that Chung Myung showed me. Should I say that it feels like being possessed…. I can't explain it well. Anyway, that's that."

Yoon Jong drooled.

‘Is it like that for him, too?'

The same was true for Yoon Jong.

Whenever he closed his eyes, the plum blossoms created by Chung Myung popped in his mind. No, even if he opens his eyes, he keeps thinking about it.

At first, it was just fine.

Most of them were done by Chung Myung, but the other third-class disciples also helped defeat Southern Edge Sect. The more he thought about it, the harder it was to calm his overwhelming chest.

But as time went by, the excitement subsided and he came to think about what they saw.

'The sword...'

An illusion.

Can it be explained with other than that?

At this point, he thinks it's good to have a match with Southern Edge Sect.

‘If only I could unleash that fantastic sword with this hand...’

"Sahyung."

Yoon Jong looks back at Jo-Gol.

"Will we ever be able to unfold that sword?"

Yoon Jong was deep in thought.

'Someday...'

"Gol."

"Yes, Sahyung."

"Maybe this isn't something third-class disciples of Mount Hua should say.…."

Everyone's eyes were on Yoon Jong at the words.

"Honestly, I was just wanted to be strong."

"……."

Yoon Jong continued to speak in a straightforward manner.

"I've never thought about going up to a certain level or showing a certain sword I just vaguely wanted to get stronger."

"That's the same for me."

Jo-Gol speaks as if confessing.

Well, most of them probably did. Yoon-jong is a little more relaxed.

"But this time, seeing the sword he unfolded..."

What should he say?

Yoon Jong bit his mouth for a moment to choose his words.

He never thought he was bad at speaking, but it was so hard to express how he feel now.

After a few moments of contemplation, Yoon Jong spoke frankly.

"……I had that thought. I want to be like that, too. I want to unfold that sword with my own hands."

Everyone nodded.

Perhaps this word represents the minds of the third-class disciples now.

Perhaps that is the sword of Mount Hua.

It is the direction that they should engrave in their souls and try to achieve for the rest of their lives.

A few years after joining, they finally saw Mount Hua's sword.

"Can we unfold the sword someday?"

Yoon Jong, who received everyone's attention, silently endured the pouring gaze and nodded slowly.

"I believe we will."

There was a determined will in his eyes.

"We are disciples of Mount Hua. There's no way that disciples of Mount Hua can't use their own swords. If we keep trying, one day, of course, we will be able to unfold the sword."

"Sahyung!"

"Then we'll have to train hard."

"I'll definitely get to that point someday. That’s my goal."

"Yes, I will try too. With you guys."

The third-class disciples of Mount Hua believed in each other and began to unite after a long time..

"Even if we have any shortcomings, won't Chung Myung solve it for us? "

"Because he's a goblin."

"Instead, don't he make us stronger?"

"That's true."

At the same time, trust in Chung Myung began to grow.

But...

It was then.

Bang!

The door opens violently.

'I think I've told you about 50 times that you're not supposed to kick the door but open it.'

‘Can't you hear that I'm talking to that ear? I’d rather talk to the wall.’

A very familiar face that came inside slowly begins to scan the disciples in the white plum. The calm face was instantly distorted.

'Well, there we go again.'

‘What else are you going to say?'

Chung Myung's lips, which were twitching as if he didn't like it at all, open violently.

"How dare you say such a thing and exchange warm words of encouragement!? Huh!?"

…What do we do?

No one could understand Chung Myung.

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