Chapter 260

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 260. What's going to open? (5)

Chirp chirp chirp.

The soft sunlight came through the window.

And the pleasant ringing of birds.

Srarak.

Dressed several times more reverently than usual, he tied up his belt.

And he quietly closed his eyes.

‘What preparations do we have more to do?'

None.

All preparations have already been made perfectly.

"Huu."

He let out a small sigh.

Over the past half year, Hyun Jong and the Elders have literally had a hectic time.

Therefore, he was confident that they were fully prepared to participate in the event.

But why...

"Um."

Hyun Jong looked at the door with not so bright eyes. Then he sighed low and trudged away.

Squeak.

The door opened with a slow touch, and he sighed again as he stared at the clear sky.

"Sect Leader, are you ready?"

"Um, yes."

Unam, who was standing in front of the door, greet him.

"The disciples are ready and waiting for Sect Leader."

"Already?"

"It seems that they couldn't sleep as well waiting for the day."

"Hoho. They still have a long way to go."

It's best to start with a good rest, but he didn't want to blame the disciple.

It's the same for Hyun Jong. He couldn't sleep well because he was excited and nervous.

This is the case for Hyun Jong, whose emotions are now worn out to some extent. How can the hearts of the young disciple be indifferent about it?

"Let's go."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Unam took the lead and began to walk.

Following him quietly, Hyun Jong looked up at the sky again.

'The weather is great too.'

‘Chung Myung……. No, I'd like to avoid this expression……. A very clear sky seems to bless our way.’ (Chung Myung could mean clear sky or blue cleaerness.)

So, originally, the steps should be very light... … .

"Ugh."

"What?"

"No. Nothing."

Hyun Jong, who unknowingly made a groaning sound, waved his hands.

‘My ancestors.'

Finally arriving at Daeyeonmujang, he took a deep breath and climbed onto the stage.

The Elders were already waiting on it.

It's good up to there.

It's so good up to there...….

There are second and third-class disciples in front of the podium.

Without complaining about the hard training...…. No, there were a lot of complaints, but anyway, when he see the disciples who didn't give up and followed him, he have no choice but to be proud.….

He walked helplessly to the podium and looked at the second and third-class disciples. And he closed his eyes tightly.

‘How do could that be the look of  Taoist's disciples?'

As he sneak open his eyes, he sees Mount Hua's disciple with rugged looks.

Wide shoulders.

Strong arms can be seen above the clothes.

It's good up to there.

Those bursting chest muscles, tanned skin, and even a face that looked horrifying at first glance… … .

‘Besides, why is Taoist disciple's eyes glistening?’

‘Who would think these guys were Taoist disciples?'

When someone who doesn't know anything enters Mount Hua now, they will throw all their belongings on the ground and beg for their life.

‘Otherwise, he'll hear that Mount Hua turned into something beside Mount Hua. D*mn... No, Muryangsubul!’

Hyun Jong stared at the person who caused all this.

Looking at Chung Myung who was sitting on a chair behind the row, it felt like the discipline he had accumulated for decades was collapsing at once.

"Ughh.”

"Sect Leader, straighten your face, face. What's with your expression on this fine day?"

"……."

‘You're the problem, you punk!’

Watching Hyun Young smiling makes him upset.

"Right, are you all ready?"

"Yes, Sect Leader. Please say a word."

‘A word?’

‘What word?’

‘Let's have a drink and meat tonight because we're sure to succeed in the job? Catching every passerby?’

‘Ugh.’

Hyun Jong, who saw the proud disciple of Mount Hua that was rather not equal to the appearance of a human being, held back tears. The sky is cloudy.

‘Is this fine?’

‘Is this really okay?’

"Sect Leader."

‘Ahh, my Mount Hua...….’

" Sect Leader."

"Hmm, yes."

Hyun Jong coughed loudly and said in a hoarse voice.

Whatever the circumstances, today is a meaningful day to depart for Seongsan Mountain. He has to cheer up the children who've worked hard.

"Everyone worked so hard."

They are sure worked hard.

They suffered a lot. Even the lively one was like a veteran standing on the battlefield who had been on the battlefield for ten years.

"No, it's not. Sect Leader!"

"There was nothing to struggle."

"I will destroy the heads of those Ten Great Sect bastard!"

The sad thing is that the person who said those last words was not Chung Myung.

‘It's not the color of Mount Hua.'

‘Isn't this a hand-made result by Chung Myung?’

If they send roughly to Nakyang or anywhere and stayed, it will take less than a month to take over all the back alleys.

"……This Murim Competition is a place to strengthen friendship. First of all, with the idea of having a meeting...…."

Then Hyun Young smiled and cut his word off.

"Sect Leader."

"Yes?"

"Don't say anything that doesn't work. The kids are laughing."

"……."

‘Hey, you punk!’

‘How can a Taoist say that? How can huh?’

"Let's get it over with. People might think that Sect Leader isn't going. We're going to go together. What are you talking about?"

"…… you finish it then."

"Oh, should I?"

Hyun Young quickly stepped forward and looked at everyone.

"Today we are going to Seongsan Mountain. I'm sure you're all confident, right?"

"Of course!"

"Don't worry, Elder!"

Hyun Young nodded his head.

"Make sure you have everything you need,  and the instructor of each distribution check your junior luggage once more."

"Yes!"

At the same time as the answer, the Un standing on one side began to move.

Hyun Young, who caught a glimpse of the scene, raised his eyes wide and said in a strong tone.

"The place we're going now is where all sects gathered. Every action and gesture of yours will be a factor in evaluating Mount Hua. So everyone, take care of yourself.…. Where are you looking, guys?"

Everyone's eyes turn back at once.

At the end of that gaze, of course, there was Chung Myung Myung.

"Huh? Why me?"

“…No, it’s just.”

"I thought I'd have to take a look."

Chung Myung smirks.

"Ei, come on. There is no other person as gentle as me."

‘That damn snout!'

'I really want to bury it.'

Perhaps because they were thoroughly tormented by Chung Myung over the past six months, the eyes of the disciples who were glaring at him were even more venomous.

Even Tang So-so, who was just recently entering Mount Hua, was glaring at Chung Myung.

Hyun Young looked at the disastrous sight of life between the disciples with warm eyes.

"If you're ready, let's go."

"Yes!"

"Have a safe trip!"

As the disciple standing at the front walked forward, the disciples standing at the back cheered for them in a loud voice.

"Don't think about coming back if you lose."

"Crawl from Seongsan to here. Got it?"

"Lose. Just lose once. I'll treat you as a branch and hang you on the plum tree!"

Those who represented the warm support smiled brightly.

"Come on, you weaklings."

"Sweep the yard well." (Wow, I see many Chung Myung.)

It was simply a heartwarming sight. Hyun Jong smiled warmly.

'Mount Hua is ruined.'

It's no longer here.

How did they become like this in just six months?

"How am I supposed to see my ancestors when I'm dead?"

"What are you talking about? Everyone is going to compliment you."

"Huh?"

"Look at the kids."

Hyun Jong lifted his head slightly and looked at the disciples.

“Isn’t that the momentum like a disciple of a prestigious sect?”

"……."

‘Hyun Young-ah…….’

‘I think the prestigious sect you know and the prestigious sect I know are slightly different...’

Hyun Jong sighs deeply.

However, there was one reason why he could stretch his shoulders.

'Certainly, the momentum is great.'

He feels great confidence in my those broad shoulders. And it wasn't just groundless confidence.

Blade-like momentum.

They can be proudly introducing as "Swordsman/woman/Warrior" anywhere. (There is a character for sword hence swordsman/swordwoman. Wanted to use martial artist tho.)

Something that was unimaginable in past Mount Hua.

"Even the Ten Great Sect have no choice but to admit when sees them. Mount Hua is no longer a declining sect."

Hyun Jong nods heavily.

“Everyone, go ahead.”

The gold plaque they received from Shaolin.

The number of people who can accompany them with the gold plaque is 40. Since everyone could not go together, they had no choice but to elect a representative among them.

There were many concerns, but in the end, Hyun Jong's choice was to bring one more second and third-class disciple.  (The raw is 결국 현종이 선택한 것은 백자 배와 청자 배의 아이들을 하나라도 더 데려가는 것이었다.)

For Mount Hua, this Murim Competition is not just an opportunity to show off.

It's an opportunity for Mount Hua's children to experience a wider world.

Therefore, Hyun Jong filled all the remaining seats with a second and third-class disciples, except for the minimum number of people to manage the children that stay in the sect.

"Unam."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry."

"No, Sect Leader."

Unam smiled brightly.

"Going to Soengsan and making a name for Mount Hua is of utmost importance, but protecting Mount Hua is no less important. Don't worry about it and please go. This disciple will do his best."

"Yes, I'll trust you."

Hyun Jong, who was smiling as if he was relieved, suddenly opened his ax eyes slightly and glanced to the side.

"…meanwhile, even though you already old enough." (The raw is "……거, 나이도 먹을 만큼 먹은 놈이.")

"Where are you going to leave me out!"

"Hng."

Then he shook his head as if he had given up.

Originally, Hyun Young, who had to take care of Mount Hua in place of Sect Leader, insisted to follow thus leaving Unam to see Sect Leader off.

In the end, there was four adults going to Shaolin, including three Elders and Un Gum to manage the children. The rest were second and third-class disciples.

"Isn't there too few people in charge of the children?"

"Wouldn’t that be enough?" (The raw is "관리한다고 그게 되겠습니까?")

"……right."

Hyun Jong smiled sadly and looked at the children carrying the load.

'But....'

Baek Chun is standing at the front.

It warms his heart when he sees Baek Chun wearing the newly made plum blossom robe and wearing a hero gun on his head. Wasn't that the form of the swordsman of Mount Hua that he had dreamed of? (The raw is 영웅건)

The images of Yoon jong and Jo-Gol standing next to him is truly historical.

'Right, it's not just a bad thing.'

If one is a Sect Leader, they should look at the disciples with good eyes.

‘First of all, I believe in those kids...….’

"Aren't you going?"

‘… I can't.’

Seeing Chung Myung sticking his head out at the back, the pride that had soared fell down Mount Hua cliff.

"……Chung Myung-ah."

"What?"

"Why didn't you change your clothes?"

"It's a new outfit."

"What's wrong with that?"

Chung Myung smiles.

"It'll get dirt on the way. I would prefer to wear the new clothes there."

"……."

‘Smart.’

‘Our Chung Myung is so smart. Right.’

‘Since you're so smart, it'd be nice to know what communal living is.’

However, knowing that it was futile to expect such things from Chung Myung in the first place, Hyun Jong closed his eyes and turned his head.

"Hmm, let's go!"

"Yes!"

He turned and stepped toward the gate of Mount Hua.

The Elder, the Un, and the disciples including Baek Chun, followed too.

Step, step.

Hyun Jong, who was going with a firm step, stopped in front of the gate. And he looks quietly over the gate.

Hyun Young and Hyun Sang shut their mouths.

This is because they can guess why the Sect Leader stopped.

It's already been several decades since he became Mount Hua's Sect Leader.

But he has never been out of Mount Hua to attend an event as the Sect Leader.

So far, all he's done is leave Mount Hua to beg for money or to meet with debtors and plead.

So the feeling is bound to be new.

This is no less than Hyun Jong's first step out of the gate as the Sect Leader for Mount Hua.

Knowing that, no one urged Hyun Jong.

A little time passes.

Hyun Jong, who had been looking beyond the gate for a while, heard a low voice in his ears.

"Sect Leader."

Hyun Jong didn't look back.

Because he knows who the owner of the voice all too well.

"It would be a historic step for Mount Hua."

A smile forms on Hyun Jong’s mouth.

‘That jerk.’

"Let's go."

He finally takes a step without hesitation.

Cheers poured out toward the disciples who crossed the gate and left Mount Hua.

"Win and come back!"

"Sect Leader! Elder! Please come back safely!"

"You must come with the name of Mount Hua all over the world!"

"Chung Myung!  Sweet snacks on your way home!"

"Who the hell was that?"

The disciples start walking down Mount Hua proudly.

But for Kangho, it will be the starting point of a big change.

The place where the steps were headed was Seongsan Mountain, where Shaolin is located.

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