Chapter 118

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Return of The Mount Hua – Episode/Chapter 118. One day, plum blossoms will bloom under the sky  (3)

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"Haahh."

‘Ugh, my chin..’

Wiso Haeng, who climbed the last hill, exhaled heavily.

'Why is the mountain so rough?'

As he has felt before, this mountain does not allow human access easily. Aside from being steep, the problem was that in order to reach the top, he had to climb countless cliffs that could barely be attached to his toes.

But Wiso Haeng was able to climb the mountain easier than he thought.

Unlike in the past, stakes were embedded on each cliff, and the stakes were connected to each other with thick ropes. Climbing the rope made it several times easier to climb the mountain than climbing the bare cliff.

"Gasp! Still, it's so hard."

Wiso Haeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

In the Wudang, there is Haegomji (解劍地), so those who enter Wudang Sect must untie their swords and get off their horses. But Mount Hua doesn't need such thing. (you could probably guess it. It is like no sword law, maybe? I remember there is the term for that but I forgot it, if you know, please tell me in the comment)

Because horses can't climb up here.

That's why it's said that everyone who climbs to Mount Hua is equal. High-ranking official privilege won’t be of use, and a merchant, who rode a horse, should tie the horse at the bottom of the mountain and climb Mount Hua with their own two feet. That's how tough Mount Hua is.

"I don't know who thought of it, but it's a great idea. This way, those who climb Mount Hua can come and go more comfortably."

The history of Mount Hua wasn’t short, and it is strange that they only thought of this now, but it was an act of humility to nod his head that they had done it even now.

Wiso Haeng eyes, which had been rejuvenated with sweat, finally caught the giant Mount Hua main gate.

“…No, why is there nothing familiar about it?”

‘I don't think that prose was originally like that either…’

When he visited Mount Hua in the past, the collapsing main gate leave a strong impression that the magnificent main gate he see now felt awkward.

Wiso Haeng could see a signboard written "Great Mount Hua Sect" with beautiful handwriting. The moment he sees the signboard, he feels overwhelmed.

'It's definitely not what it used to be.'

Even rivers and mountains change in ten years, isn't that enough time for a sect to change?

With high expectations, Wiso Haeng approached the main gate of Mount Hua.

Overshadowing the great main gate, there was no particular presence of a front-guarding disciple. And maybe because it's still early, the door was also tightly closed.

Wiso Haeng takes a short deep breath and knocks on the main gate.

"Are someone there!"

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“I came to visit.”

'Is there no one?'

‘I wondered if it was right to shout, but it was difficult to find another suitable word.’

"A guest wants to visit the volcano. Is someone there?"

Shouting as politely as possible, Wiso Haeng stopped knocking on the door and waited for a while. If anyone heard it, by now...….

Creak.

Sure enough, the door opened and one person stuck out his head from inside.

Wiso Haeng happily opened his mouth. But before that, a bolt out of the blue flew in.

"Today is a non-visit day."

"……Yes?"

"Mount Hua is not accepting visitors today. Come back tomorrow."

"Ah, I- I've never heard of such a thing."

'No wonder no one climbed the mountain.'

'What the!'

"Right."

"Well, wait a minute!"

Wiso Haeng exclaimed urgently.

"I'm sorry, but is there any way? I have to see the sect leader of Mount Hua."

"Today is a day without foreigners. If it's not urgent, tomorrow...…."

"I'm not a foreigner."

"Hmm?"

Baek Sang, the man who opened the door, looked up and down at Wiso Haeng.

‘I've never seen you before. But you're not a foreigner?’

"I'm from Huayin Sect. It's a song by Mount Hua."

"Did you say Huayin Sect?"

Baek Sang's way of speaking changed.

"Yes, I have to meet Sect Leader about Huayin Sect. It's an urgent matter. I know it's my fault to climb the mountain without properly recognizing the situation of the sect. However, given the circumstances of Huayin Sect, could you at least give him a message?"

Baek Sang spoke in a polite tone.

"I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of a place called Hwayeongmun because of my lacking knowledge."

"That…"

"One thing is that I can't know everything. I'll go in right now and ask about Hwayeongmun, and I'll try to deliver the message to Sect Leader."

"Thank you!"

"Then, please wait a moment."

Baek Sang closes the door and goes inside. Wiso Haeng sighed, thinking that he had avoided the worst.

'It’s a great start.'

Apparently, he's not much older than Wiso Haeng, but he had a sharp aura. He even wondered what will happen if he saw the sword in the hand of the person he has just seen.

‘Is this Mount Hua?’

Wiso Haeng waited for Baek Sang nervously.

‘What if I get rejected?’

The anxiety grows when he realizes that Mount Hua's status has changed. Mount Hua, who is now starting to make a name in the world, may not be willing to deal with places like Huayin Sect.

‘It's been decades since we had a proper exchange...….’

It was then.

Creak!

The door opens violently unlike before, and Baek Sang comes out of the door with a stiff face.

"You said Huayin Sect, didn't you?"

"Huh? Ah... Ah, yeah! It's Huayin Sect."

"Inside, please. Sect Leader says he'll see you right away."

"Yes?"

"Come on!"

"Ah, yes!"

In a sudden change of attitude, Wiso Haeng walked inside along Baek Sang with a puzzled face.

* * *

‘I'm so nervous.'

Wiso Haeng swallowed his dry saliva.

On the other side of him, Hyun Jong, the sect leader of Mount Hua, sat with a kind face.

For Wiso Haeng, who is only a disciple of a small sect, facing Hyun Jong, a sect leader of Mount Hua, was a burden in itself.

But the burden did not end there.

On the left and right sides of Hyun Jong, Taoists who look solemn at a glance are sitting.

‘Why did they have to go this far?'

In fact, he ran all the way to Mount Hua with one last strand of hope, but he didn't expect much to actually face the sect leader.

However, it is not easy to soothe the pounding heart now that not only the sect leader but also the elders and disciples of Mount Hua are seen.

"Right."

Hyun Jong opened his mouth with a soft voice.

"Did you say you were from Huayin Sect?"

"Yes, yes, Sect Leader! I'm Wiso Haeng of Huayin Sect."

"Well, I see. I'm Hyun Jong, the sect leader of Mount Hua."

"It's an honor to meet you."

Hyun Jong smiled.

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

"……I'm a little timid."

Hyun Jong reached out and pointed to the pot in front of Wiso Haeng.

"Then let's drink some tea. It'll calm you down."

"Thank you."

Wiso Haeng reached for the teacup. He drinks it, but he doesn't know what it tastes and smells like. That means he is that nervous.

"Huayin Sect. I see, Huayin Sect. I know that there is Huayin Sect, one of Mount Hua's subsidiary sect, but maybe the last time you visited Mount Hua sect was 13 years ago?"

"Do you remember?"

"Sure, you must be the little boy from then."

"That's right."

Then past Wiso Haeng was not nervous at all, unlike now. He was at an age when he didn't know what it meant to climb the main mountain as inner family...….

'Mount Hua back then was different from now.'

The surprise in the prose was not even a surprise. Wiso Haeng, who entered the main gate, was dumbfounded by the magnificent pavilion that filled the surroundings and almost fainted.

Apparently, Mount Hua in his memory was a desolate place filled with crumbling halls, but what happened in the last ten years for it to change this way?

A seat makes the man...…. No, clothes are wings...…. (the raw is 자리가 사람을 만들……. 아니 옷이 날개…….)

‘Money is the wing!’

When he realized the financial power of Mount Hua, Wiso Haeng feels even more depressed. Is it really possible for him to make such a request?

"Well, what made you want to see me?"

"Yes, it's a long story.…."

But the opportunity for Wiso Haeng to open his mouth did not come easily.

Bam!

The door suddenly opened, and a cold-faced old man walks in.

"Huayin Sect? Did you say that someone from Huayin Sect is here, Sect Leader?"

"Greetings first when you come in...…."

"Are you from Huayin Sect?"

Hyun Young stares at Wiso Haeng with fierce eyes. Wiso Haeng, who flinched, nodded with a frightened face.

"Yes, I...."

Before he could finish speaking, Hyun Young approached him and swung his arm.

‘Will I get hit!'

Wiso Haeng closed his eyes without realizing it. But Hyun Young smiled brightly and tapped Wiso Haeng on the shoulder.

"I see, you're from Huayin Sect! Hahahaha! Seeing the dedication, he is indeed a disciple of Huayin Sect!"

"……."

"What's going on? Feel free to talk to me! Did you come here because of any difficulties? I'll figure something out for you!"

"……."

Wiso Haeng looked at Hyun Young with a puzzled face.

‘What is this sudden hospitality?’

Hyun Jong, who couldn't bear to see it anymore, dissuades Hyun Young.

"Isn't it embarrassing to act like that all of a sudden?"

"It’s Huayin Sect! Don't you understand, Sect Leader?"

"Huh?"

Hyun Young slightly distorted his face and said.

"Among the subsidiary sects, Huayin Sect is the only family that has consistently sent even a penny to the main sect for the past 30 years Now everyone's sending gifts and bringing a few money to see how they can involved with us. Where is the place other than Huayin Sect who helped us, the main sect, when we were beggars?"

‘No. You look like a beggar in front of the guest.’

‘Let's save face...…. ‘

"Huayin Sect is the place where Mount Hua received help to somehow could still live and eat when we are at the lowest! Yes! With money!"

"I knew it...…."

"There's no subsidiary sect like this. Huayin Sect is the best of Mount Hua’s subsidiary sect! It's a place where they have sent money for more than 30 years and haven't asked for anything. So how can it not be so pretty!"

The expression was radical but fully understandable.

It doesn't matter how big or small the amount of money is. When Mount Hua was about to fall into debt, how much strength would the money sent by Hwayeongmun have been to Hyun Young?

Money can be paid back, but the debt of the heart cannot be paid back. Hyun Young always had a huge debt of heart for Huayin Sect.

"Well, what's going on? Are you short on money? Just tell me! I'll lend you very cheaply."

"……Hyun Sang."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

When Hyun Sang stood without saying a word, Hyun Young slightly pinches and closes his mouth.

"Oh, I understand. I just need to shut up, right?"

Hyun Young, whose mouth sticks out, finds a seat and sits down. Seeing the scene, Hyun Jong sighed deeply.

'When will you grow up?'

To be exact, he was worried about when Hyun Young will recover the sternness that has suddenly disappeared. Hyun Young's sternness, which flew away with Chung Myung's appearance, was not known for certain will it return even at this moment.

"You seem relaxed, so let's talk. What brings you to Mount Hua?"

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Wiso Haeng took a little deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Huayin Sect is in danger. So my father sent me to ask for help from Mount Hua."

"What kind of help do you mean?"

"Chung Myung."

"……Huh?"

Wiso Haeng's eyes are strained.

"I'd like to take Young Master Chung Myung, Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon!"

As soon as the name Chung Myung came out, a deep grimace began to appear in everyone's faces in the hall.

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