Chapter 244

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 244. I can't believe you're giving it so generously! (4)

Medicine Hall.

This place originally exists to heal disciples who were injured while fighting, or who got sick while practicing.

The injury of a martial artist is different from the injury of common people. Therefore, the sects bearing the name of the great sect studied medicine on their own and create the Medicine Hall.



In other words, Medicines Hall is a place that is essential even if it is not very noticeable in a prestigious sect.

Ah.

Except for Mount Hua, of course.

Mount Hua's Medicines Hall was no different than a glutton for food, to say the least, nothing more than an insectivorous carnivore that only eats rice for the worse.

Think about it.

Where should they go to fight to get hurt? But Mount Hua has not stepped outside the gate since they were like half-closed. So there was no harm done to the disciples anywhere.

Moreover, it is necessary to practice excessively in order to be able to get injured, but in Mount Hua, each disciple was in a state of disappointment, so they did not do any training that would hurt their body at all. (Dmn, even the author roasting them like this. If it translated correctly tho.)

So, all that the Medicines Hall was doing was to provide medicines for the needlessly healthy and strong disciples when they sometimes had an upset stomach.

Where on earth would they use a Medicines Hall that has no one to treat and can't even make pills?

Due to the situation, Medicines Hall has been one of the main causes of stomach disease for Hyun Young, the Elder in charge of finance and economy of Mount Hua Sect.

But!

There are days when the sun will shine even in the rat hole, the day has finally come when Mount Hua pours all their hopes into the Medicines Hall.

A strange groan flows from within the bustling Medicines Hall.

"Ugh."

"Arghh."

"Do-Don't rest. Never... I must never rest! Never!"

Yakdang-ju Un Gak’s eyes were bloodshot.

There were a lot of tendons protruding from his forearm as he stirred the pot with an iron spatula.

But as opposed to the intense forearm, the face was hardly human. The dark shadows under his eyes almost reached the tip of his chin, and his thick beard was the face of the bandit, shouting out his brother to greet him.

The darkly faded face was hard to see, and the sweat dries up to the point where it even dries up to empty salt.

The only living parts of Un Gak's face, which would seem faster to find a funeral director than a doctor, were his eyes.

"I’ll make it! Definitely!"

His eyes shot out an eerie glow.

He couldn't have looked more haggard, but at this moment, he was burning as he was at the beginning.

"The internal strength must not be weakened! You must keep the heat! Sect Leader! Elder!

"Ugh……."

"I- I feel like I'm going to die."

Hyun Jong and Hyun Sang's wretchedness were no joke either.

Holding the pot, they were almost skin and bone.

Hyun Jong, who has dried up, grabs the pot with his bare arms and groans.

"How much longer do we have to do it?"

"There's only one day left."

"O- One more day……."

Hyun Jong's face was unexpectedly distorted.

At this point, it is more like a bonfire than a human being.

After injecting internal force all day long, taking advantage of the time when other elders took turns, he recovered his internal strength for a while, and then immediately re-entered the work. He has been doing the same thing for nine days.

The reason for not taking full shifts is simple. This is because no one in Mount Hua can keep a hold of it as themselves.

Other elders can't stand a single moment. So they have no choice but to spit out their blood.

"Ugh……."

A soft voice penetrated into Hyun Jong's ears, which was uttering an unbearable groan.

"Tsk tsk tsk. What's so hard about this?"

"……."

Hyun Jong and Hyun Sang turned their heads with venom in their eyes.

"Come on. ‘Ah’ your mouth!"

"……Ah."

When Hyun Jong opened his creaking mouth, Hyun Young poured porridge into it. It was Hyun Young who came and said, "You can't leave your seat, so you have to eat it like this," and brought porridge every day.

"Sahyung, ah, do it."

"I- It's okay……"

"Be quiet and open your mouth!"

"Ugh."

Hyun Sang also eats porridge that Hyun Young pours like a baby bird.

Now, at an age when he had to feed his great grandchildren's talents, not grandchildren, he was eating porridge like a child, and was filled with sorrow. (The raw is
이제는 손자도 아니라 증손자의 재롱을 보며 미음을 떠먹여 줘야 나이에, 애처럼 죽을 받아먹고 있으니 서글픔이 물밀듯 밀려왔다.)

But Hyun Young didn't seem to feel even the slightest pity when he saw such Sahyung.

"Don't say it's hard! If you're having a hard time, think of three years ago! It's a hundred times better than being on the street!"

"……Yes!"

"That's right!"

Their eyes, which were almost extinguished, were filled with vigor again.

Yes, no matter how hard it may be, this is a struggle for the future. Could it be compared to the hardships of traveling around to collect money because there is no grain to feed the disciples?

‘We must succeed!'

'Even if I die standing here, I will complete the pill and die!'

Blood dripped down Hyun Sang's nose. However, Hyun Young rubbed Hyun Sang's nose with a cloth next to him as if he was used to it.

"Focus! Sect Leader! You have to focus!"

Un Gak glares and stirs the pot. There was a glimpse of madness in his eyes as he moved the spatula at a constant speed so that there was no difference.

"One more day! Just one more day!"

"Yes! One day!"

"Only one day! Only one day!"

How can they not last one more day when they have endured nine day already?

Medicine Hall heated up. The Elder of Mount Hua, who was ready to sacrifice as much as they could for the future of the sect, began to raise their energy for Chaos Origin Pill without taking care of their bodies.

'It's definitely going to be something.'

Fortunately, the completion of the Chaos Origin Pill was visible.

A white liquid is boiling in a luxurious pot made of Everlasting Metal.

The material that has already been put in for the first time cannot even be found.

"Ummm. The scent is definitely getting stronger."

As the days went by, the liquid in the pot was emitting a deep and pure scent. This obviously means something.

The three men's sharp eyes stared intently at the pot.

Seueueut.

Seueueut.

The sound of the iron spatula rubbing against the pot can be heard constantly. After hearing the sound for nine days, they felt like they could hear it in their dreams now.

"Elder! You’re losing your grip!"

"Keuh, I'm doing it!"

Hyun Sang infuses internal strength into the pot with a dark, dead face. Sweat dripped down from his forehead like rain.

Now that he's doing this at a considerable age, there's no thing left to be buried even his bones.

As soon as they tried to bite their lips and harden their minds, a calm voice came to their ears.

"Are you having a hard time?"

The three people's heads turn to one side at the same time.

The person who sat on the chair and watched them without saying a word begins to chew the beef jerky next to them..

"……."

"……."

‘Chung Myung-ah.’

‘Of course...’

‘Right, you've done a lot of things for this. Too many if one might say. So you would like to watch the Chaos Origin Pill refinement process complete, we understand that, but...….’

'Why are you eating here? Why!'

When the eyes of the Sect Leader and the Elders were focused on the jerky in his hand, Chung Myung smiled brightly.

"Would you like some?"

"……No."

He was such a kind-hearted child, but he had a fatal drawback of not being sensible.

Hyun Jong, who coughed awkwardly, opens his mouth.

"You don't seem to have much to do, do you have to be there?"

"Oh, I'd like to go, too."

"Huh?"

The answer came from beside them.

"No way!"

Hyun Young rolls his eyes.

"We can’t do it ourselves, knowing what kind of work this is!"

"Why again...?"

"The Sahyung and me. And that Un Gak, was there anything that went well with us? We rolled it all up and wasted money!"

"……."

Thinking about the painful history of the past, it was Hyun Jong and Hyun Young who couldn't open their mouths.

"……there's nothing he can do here!"

"Is amulet used for nothing? There's a reason why houses like to buy things such as gold toads! It's safe to have him by our side, so don't even dream of kicking him out."

‘Hey, dude.’

‘You're Taoist.’

Does it make sense that a person who is not good enough to use a talisman himself brings a person as a talisman? (The raw is
부적을 직접 써도 모자랄 사람이 부적 삼아 사람을 가져다 놓는다는 말이나 되는 소리더냐?)

He can't get rid of the idea that Mount Hua is going backward at some point. However, Hyun Jong did not try to force Chung Myung out.

'Actually, I'm a little nervous, too.'

It's such a big deal that it is hard for them to deal with this matter on their own. Besides, what would happen if Chung Myung had an accident while their hands were tied up like this?

Being next to Chung Myung makes him feel more secure.

Munch, munch, munch.

"……."

Except it's hellishly annoying.

Chung Myung, who chewed beef jerky perfectly, frowns slightly.

"Yakdangju-nim, I think your hands have slowed down a bit."

"I- Is that so?"

"Elders, your energy has weakened a little bit."

"…a- am I?"

"If it's unstable like that, the effect of the medicine will go down, the effect! I've collected all the good ingredients, but what if the medicine runs out?"

"Ugh.”

It's all true.

So it's even more annoying. They seemed to understand why the heads of those who spoke the right from the old days were cut off first.

"One day! It's just one day! Don't leave anything behind! With the heart of squeezing out the last drop!"

"Euuuh!"

It was the moment when everyone was motivated again.

"Uh... huh?"

Un Gak's arm, which was holding the long iron spatula, begins to tremble.

"Wha- What's wrong with this...…. Hook!"

His hands are shaking as if having a seizure. He couldn't even hold onto the spatula.

"N- No!"

Un Gak shouted in panic.

To make Chaos Origin Pill, it is necessary to constantly stir the materials at a constant speed.  Not only that, but one has to put the proper energy into the ingredients in the pot.

If this process fails, these ingredients will only become expensive trash!

But no matter how hard he tried to force his hand, his hand no longer listened to him.

Un Gak, who immediately understood the situation, shouted with a blue face.

"So- Someone! Please!"

"What?"

"Sti- Stir this! I can't do it anymore!"

"Do you want me to call Medicine Hall’s member?"

When Hyun Young spoke urgently, Un Gak shook his head violently.

"Not them! You have to be as good as the elders! I need someone with large internal strength!"

"Then what about me?"

"I- Is there any other elders?"

Isn't everyone aware that Hyun Young's martial art is not at the level of an elder?

"Hurry up! Oh, no! At this rate, the ingredients!”

In the end, Chung Myung sprang up from his seat at Un Gak's desperate cry.

"Whatever!"

Then, he rushed to take the spatula from Un Gak.

"You are already exhausted after only a few days of stirring!"

"N- No, that's not it...…."

Un Gak, who was trying to make an excuse, slumped down on the spot. As soon as the tension is relieved, the power is drained from the whole body and the consciousness is going further.

"Huh……."

As one person began to fall apart, a series of problems arose.

"Keuh."

Thud.

"Aigoo! Sahyung!"

Hyun Sang spews blood from its nose and falls backward.

Hyun Young freaked out and jumped at Hyun Sang. He has endured until now by instilling his internal strength with Hyun Jong, but it seems to be impossible any longer.

"Hyu- Hyun Sang……. hmm?"

Thud.

Hyun Jong sits down on the spot.

Sweat drips down from his body like a waterfall.  He was able to replenish his energy, but because of his age, his stamina no longer supports him.

Hyun Jong looked at the collapsed Hyun Sang and Hyun Jong in confusion.

'Thi- This isn't supposed to happen.…?'

There's only one day left, and if everyone goes out, what about the Chaos Origin Pill?  Is this really the end?

It was just when Hyun Young was about to sink into despair.

"Oh! Really!"

A strange sight came into his sight.

"I'd rather die than suffer! I really am!"

Chung Myung shouted and grabbed the edge of the pot with one hand. Then he grabbed the spatula with his other hand and began to stir fiercely.

"How did I get this? There is no failure in death!"

Hyun Young opened his eyes and seemed to see several hands stretched out from behind Chung Myung's back who glared his eyes blowing energy into the pot with one hand and stirring the spatula with the other.

He threw away the Sahyung and ran to Chung Myung.

"Chu- Chung Myung, are you okay?"

"I'll make it okay even if it's not okay!"

Yes, that's right! There you go! That's our Chung Myung!"

"Stay away for a second."

"Ok!"

Hyun Young stepped back immediately. Now he was the one who didn't even ask the reason for what Chung Myung said.

"Haap!"

With a shout of strength, Chung Myung raised his spirits as much as he could.

The ingredients in the pot are caught by his feeling.

On the surface, they appear to be completely melted materials, but Chung Myung did not miss the subtle disturbances. Some places are too much, and some places are not enough. These energies must be completely equalized.

Perhaps that is the secret of Chaos Origin Pill.

"Come on. Since it's like this! Let's do it properly!"

What if Immortal Medicine's Chaos Origin Pull is the crystal of perfect harmony?

'Add my energy to that.'

What would be the result of adding the clearest energy in the world to the most perfect harmony?

Chung Myung slowly fell into a trance and began to stir the pot.

And at that moment, Hyun Jong saw clearly.

Chung Myung's energy from his back shines in a brilliant five-color.

"……."

‘Chung Myung-ah. Take it easy.’

‘You're going to ascend first at this rate.(The raw is
그러다가 등선하겠.)

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*note 

I keep thinking about this but this the Return of Mount Hua’s writing is kind of strange. I must’ve read some novel with same writing style (But I forgot things very easily) but I think what bother me is that it’s confusing. Sometime I find the novel could talk on its own. That’s why I was sometime confused whether to make particular line a monologue or not. I will try what I can.

 




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  1. Thanks translator-nim❤️♥️
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  3. poor elder
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