Chapter 165

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Sodojang = Young Master

Dojang = Master, maybe?

Divine Sword = Divine Weapon

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 165. No! Even if you do, you do it too much! (5)

"They’re not dead."

"Oh my God, to come back alive from there!"

"……Wait. So what happened to the Divine Weapon?"

That's the way things are in the first place.

There is no law that the person who first gets the treasure is the owner of the treasure until the end. Treasures that come into the world are bound to go through bloodbaths.

Greed was fierce in everyone's eyes. As if they had planned it, those who exchanged eyes began to surround the large pit without saying a word. The people who came out of the inside were formidable, so first of all, a silent agreement was made that they should work together until they subdue the survivors first.

One of the men who surrounded and looked down on the survivors opened his mouth in a loud voice.

"Congratulations on your return. Did you say you are Heo Sanja?"

Heo Sanja's eyes twitched.

"Who are you?"

"I don't really need to say it out loud, because it's not important."

Hong Dae-gwang, who was watching the situation, smiles and says.

"He is Lightning Spear (閃電槍) Dan Sa-hong (閃電槍).  I heard that you are active in Zhejiang, but it seems that you are also here."

Heo Sanja, who gave Hong Dae-gwang a glance looked at Dan Sa-hong again.

"You're Daehyup, I see."

Dan Sa-hong narrowed his forehead.

He didn't want to make his name known by Wudang. But now that it's over, he has no choice but to put an iron face.

"Hahaha, I can't believe Head Branch Hong knows my name. It's an honor. May I ask you one more thing?"

"Go ahead."

"What happened to the Divine Weapon?"

Heo Sanja pointed down quietly.

"Can't you see?"

"So you're saying you barely made it out of there without getting a single Divine Weapon?"

"That was not the case."

Heo Sanja said firmly.

"There wasn't anything that could be called Divine Weapon in there. After two hundred years, only the rusted and brittle things remained. Even if they were brought up, they wouldn't have been the Divine Weapon you thought they were."

"Well."

Dan Sa-hong frowned as if he was sorry.

"Then it's a shame. But Dojang. Murim  is so ferocious, it's impossible to trust Dojang's words, isn’t it?" 

"Then what are you going to do?"

"It’s simple."

Dan Sa-hong said with a smile.

"You can let us search Dojang’s bodies. If you're honest, don't you think you can accept it?"

"You little…!"

"Do you want to do it?"

The answer came not from Heo Sanja, but from the people around him.

Searching the body is not that difficult. However, in the relationship between martial artists, it is by no means an easy task. Giving yourself up completely to someone else is like giving your life to someone else.

Breaking the boundaries and allowing body search is not different from saying that the opponent is allowed to attack them at any time.

Now, Dan Sa-hong is breaking the silent rules of martial artists and forcing himself.

"What if you can't?"

"Hahaha. Dojang. You will have to accept either way. Can you, with that exhausted condition, handle all of us?"

Dan Sa-hong's eyes sank coldly.

"If you don't want to die, give me everything you got inside. Then I'll spare your life. If you didn't give it up, you'd all rather die in there...…."

"No, that bastard is going to kill you!"

"……think…….Huh?"

Dan Sa-hong opened his eyes wide.

A young man, who was sitting on the ground, jumped up and started to rush toward him.

'What?'

Dan Sa-hong, who could not understand the situation for a moment, tilted his head.

What does that little fellow believe that he can run all the way to this place full of martial artists?

And there was something even stranger.

That child is doing ridiculous things, but none of the people who came up from below is thinking of stopping him.

Even Heo Sanja was looking at his way with a sad face.

‘What is he trying to do?'

It was that moment when Dan Sa-hong became a little worried.

The man who was climbing the cliff caused by the ground being turned off soared up like a ray of light and immediately landed in front of Dan Sa-hong in an instant like a lie.

'Huh?'

Surprised, Dan Sa-hong unknowingly stepped back.

A face that hasn't been brushed yet. The whole body was covered with dust and dirty, but nevertheless, it was a face full of dedication. However, the warmth that was exuding soon became perfectly neutralized by the expression filled with all kinds of irritation and grumpiness.

"Who……."

"What? If you don't want to die, then what?"

"Ha... haha. Sohyup. It's not a situation for Sohyup to intervene.…."

Poookk!

For a moment, Dan Sa-hong's consciousness disappeared. The world turns dark.

When his consciousness which had been briefly interrupted returned, he saw the blue sky.

'Sky?'

‘Why am I looking up at the sky?’

And at that moment.

"Keuukk!"

He began to feel tremendous pain in an area that should never have been hurt. The pain that cannot be expressed in words makes his eyes tear up and his nose runs out.

"Argh! Aaarrggh! Woohhh!"

Dan Sa-hong fell to the ground and constantly twitched. And then he realized.

That little... no, that crazy guy kicked his groin and blew into the air.

Thud!

The body, which had risen in a straight line, fell to the same spot where he was standing. The only difference is that Dan Sa-hong, who stood upright before blown up, is now down on the ground and twitching.

"Oh, really? Do you want Divine Weapon?"

‘No! I don't care about that anymore! Doctor! Take me to doctor! I don't know if it's going to work...….’

Grab.

Chung Myung grabbed Dan Sa-hong by the collar and pulled him up.

"If you want Divine Weapon, then get it! It's down there, so go and look for it."

"Huh?"

And, without saying a word, he threw Dan Sa-hong.

"Euaakkk!"

Dan Sa-hong's body flew through the air and headed exactly toward the hole where Chung Myung and the group had escaped.

And he slipped into the hole.

There was a desperate scream, but the sound quickly faded away and became inaudible.

Gulp.

Everyone who saw the scene swallows their saliva unconsciously.

Chung Myung asked with a stern look.

"Anyone else who wants to know where the Divine Weapon are?"

And at the same time.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Survivors draw their swords in unison.

Those who were completely overwhelmed by the momentum did not dare to confront them and began to falter.

Then Heo Sanja opened his mouth.

"I swear in the name of Wudang."

"……."

"We didn't bring anything out. And down there, the Divine Weapon you were thinking of didn't exist. There were some things that looked like Divine Weapon, but I don't think they could've survived that collapse. Probably badly damaged or broken. If there are people who still want to get that, dig there. I don't know how many years it will take, but you'll find the wreckage."

Everyone held their breath at the cold voice.

It is not something to take lightly that the elder of Wudang vows in the name of Wudang.

"Hey, can you believe that?"

"You don't believe in Wudang's name?"

Everybody shut up.

It was different from before, but those who had already lost their momentum could not resist that remark.

"As you can see from us now, there is no place to hide iron. Or? Would you believe it if we took off our coats now?"

Those who regained their reason eventually agreed to that statement

Divine Weapon.

Long sword or spear. In any case, it refers to something in the form of a weapon. But no matter how hard they rub their eyes, Divine Weapon can’t be seen.

Wudang, who would have been the first to obtain Divine Weapon, is simply holding their Songmungo sword.

Besides...

"Who else will check? I'm a busy person! Get out of here!"

That guy is so ferocious.

They have seen with their own eyes how that little boy handles Lightning Spear Dan Sa-hong, but what kind of nerve does he have?

"……Let's go back."

"Ugh, I'm exhausted!"

Everyone slowly started to retreat.

Now that they knew the situation was twisted, they thought it would be advantageous to get out of here as soon as possible and make Heo Sanja not remember them.

It's not as if they can kill all the survivors here. If they can't do that, they'll have to avoid losing to Wudang.

The crowd fled through Jing Shan Mountain at low tide. Chung Myung, who was watching the scene, grinds his teeth slightly.

'Anyway, those martial artists.'

It's been a long time since he has realized that he shouldn't expect anything from them. Mount Hua wouldn't have been like that if martial artists had the least conscience.

Chung Myung, who spat on the ground, jumped down again.

Tak.

Chung Myung, who stands between Mount Hua’s Sahyung, raises his head and looks at Heo Sanja.

Although they went through many things inside, there was no resentment in the way they looked at each other.

Chung Myung doesn't have to hold a grudge against Wudang, and Heo Sanja’s life was saved thanks to Chung Myung. Therefore, even if there is a grudge, it cannot be questioned.

"Sodojang."

"Yes."

"Thank you."

Heo Sanja captures deeply.

"Thanks to you I'm alive."

"That's enough, you've done a great job."

Chung Myung glances down and sighs deeply.

‘I’ve had a hard time, and I've got nothing.’

Heo Sanja said with a bitter face as if he had similar thoughts.

"We will go back to Wudang.  After all, it was all just greed. Perhaps all of this is a natural result, for we have been greedy for treasure without being able to digest everything we have."

It was a noble word.

"Have you considered my offer?"

"That's not going to happen. I'm a disciple of Mount Hua."

That alone can never change.

Heo Sanja, who was looking at Chung Myung, nods his head with a serious face.

"Right, I guess so. Maybe Sodojang is a bigger person than I thought."

"It's just arrogant."

"Huh. Arrogant. Arrogant, That's right."

Heo Sanja shakes his head as if defeated and changes his voice to a slightly colder tone.

"Wudang will remember Mount Hua."

"……."

"I hope that we will never be enemies."

The word itself was moderate, but it was a clear warning. But Chung Myung didn't bother to reply. Now he’s tired of arguing.

"Then."

Wudang went away.

Then those who were alone in Sword Tomb and the other sect left the Sword Tomb, leaving their regrets behind. 

Rather, it would have been easy for them to sort out the lingering feelings. Because they saw clearly that there was nothing in Sword Tomb.

And finally...….

"Mount Hua Divine Dragon. We can't go to Nakyang today because we're tired. Let us stay at Huayin for a night."

"... no matter how beggar you are, isn't it too shameless?"

"Do me a favor. I'm afraid I'm really going to die."

Chung Myung sighed.

Even in that urgent situation, those who took care of others are Beggar Union. It will be difficult to dig all the way up from the underground to this place without them. They contributed second only to Wudang and Chung Myung.

"The Sect Leader is over there, ask him."

At Chung Myung's chin, the nearby Wei Lishan approaches and smiles brightly.

"Who will refuse the heroes of Beggar Union. Let's go, I'll serve you my good food and drinks. In celebration of your return."

"Ohh, thank you, Sect Leader!"

Hong Dae-gwang and the Beggar Union’s people all smiled with joy.

Chung Myung sighed low and looked back at his Sahyung.

Baek Chun approached Chung Myung with a dejected face.

"In the end, there was nothing."

"We have all been beaten up by that d*mn old man."

Mount Hua, Wudang, Beggar Union, and other sects.

All of them were played by trap from 200 years ago called Immortal Medicine.

"Ugh."

Chung Myung scratched his head.

‘I'm going crazy!'

If the old man is in front of him, he feels like beating him up for three days and three nights.

But Immortal Medicine is already dead and there's no place for him to vent his anger.

Chung Myung, who had calmed down after struggling for a while, spoke in dismay.

"……let's go."

"Right."

"There's no point in having regrets. I'm pissed off, I'll have to drink and get away with it."

"Taoist doesn’t drink alcohol!"

"Aren't you drinking?"

"……I will."

"Let's go."

The disciples of Mount Hua followed the stuttering Chung Myung, sighing deeply.

They should be satisfied that they had a great experience.

Like this.

Mount Hua, who was in Sword Tomb, had no choice but to finish the work of Sword Tomb without getting any results.

Everyone.

Even Chung Myung.

That's what they thought until that moment.

They didn't get anything.

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