Chapter 284

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 284. Life is supposed to be unfair (4)

"It’s not the sect’s fault, it's just that the Sahyung is a jerk."

"You punk..."

"Huh?"

"……No."

It felt like Chung Myung was trembling, but Baek Sang tilted his head as if he didn't understand.

"Anyway."

Chung Myung coughed again and continued.

"That's what talent is all about. Even if one trains with the same amount of time, others are ahead and only they would lag behind. He must have felt that way."

Baek Sang nodded quietly.

That's exactly what he was feeling now.

Not to the point of deprivation. However, he can't help feeling regret and empty.

“He was born with a weak body, and he had to understand with his head what other people embodied in their bodies. If one were a normal person, they would have given up again and again. So what do you think he did?"

"…… he tried? He worked so hard to overcome it?"

"No."

Chung Myung shook his head.

"He just held on."

"……."

“One hundred days. One thousand days. Ten thousand days. During those countless hours, doing what he had to do, he just persevered. And decades later, no one could ignore him. He was one of the most important people in the sect by then."

Baek Sang frowned.

"Even though he was not strong?"

"Why do he have to be strong?"

Chung Myung tilts his head.

"Of course, I'm not saying you should give up on being strong. But strength doesn't prove his usefulness. Is Elder Hyun Young unnecessary for Mount Hua?"

"No way."

"Yes, that's right. But why does Sasuk think that way?"

"……I……."

Baek Sang bit his lower lip slightly.

Seeing him like that, Chung Myung gave a subtle look.

"Do you want me to say something nice to hear? People's talents are all different, so if you keep trying, you may one day overtake others who seem full of talent. Sasuk is a late bloomer." (대기만성. Great talent mature late)

"Really?"

"No."

"This punk?"

Baek Sang began to tremble, but Chung Myung only shrugged at his reaction.

"I told you, it's just a nice thing to hear. This may or may not be true. But does it matter?"

"……."

"Everyone in Kangho wants to be the strongest in the world. Then did the lives of those who didn't become the world's strongest worthless?"

Chung Myung shook his head.

"It's not like that."

Chung Myung looked up at the night sky.

'Right?'

It reminds me of what his Saje, Chung Jin once said.

-  Sahyung. I can't be as strong as Sahyung. Not only Sahyung (Chung Myung), but I'm also weak compared to other Sahyung. But just because I'm not strong doesn't mean I’m unimportant in Mount Hua. I'm going to be the person that Mount Hua needs more than anyone else.

- What? I can't hear you because you’re weak.

- You punk....

‘Oh, I recalled it wrong.’

Chung Myung smirked.

In fact, Chung Jin proved his words.

He has gone beyond Chung Myung when it comes to his understanding of Mount Hua's martial art.

Of course, he failed to embody that understanding with the body, but there would have been no more Martial Hall Elder like Chung Jin throughout Mount Hua's history.

If Chung Myung could go back in time and save only one of Mount Hua's Sahyung, he would choose Chung Jin without hesitation.

‘Huh?’

‘Cheon Mun Sahyung?’

‘Uh...’

‘That, uh... that...….’

‘Ei, he's not worth it.….’

- Hey…! You… !

‘Oh, don't come out!’

Chung Myung shook his head.

Before the final battle at Hundred Thousand Mountain, Chung Jin went missing in battle and never returned to Mount Hua.

Had Chung Jin been alive, Mount Hua would have looked completely different from what it is today.

"A person's goals are bound to change over the course of life."

"……."

"What's Sasuk’s goal? Are going to be the strongest in the world? Or are you going to be Mount Hua’s best?"

As if he understood what Chung Myung meant, Baek Sang sighed low.

"But Chung Myung."

"Yes."

"That's not something you can say, is it? You're completely achieving your goal now. Can you understand how I feel when you've never failed?"

"No, Sasuk."

"……Huh?"

"I'm……."

Chung Myung raised his head and looks up at the sky.

"I've never achieved my goal before."

Chung Myung, who was quietly looking at the moon, closed his eyes.

He sometimes dreams about it even now.

The dream of hitting Heavenly Demon on the neck in Hundred Thousand Mountains and returning to Mount Hua with his Sahyung.

Sometimes gets beaten up while being playful by Cheon Mun Sahyung. Sometimes the Saje get up in groups doing a rebellion and he beat up the rebellion.

And then they had a drinking party.

Laughing.

Talking.

Just that. Just thing like that.

That's all he needs.

Just that one thing.

The strongest under Heaven?

The strongest of all eras?

That's ridiculous.

What he desperately wanted was to return to Mount Hua and live and die as a bastard who didn't even know what Tao was. Along with Sahyung he has been with all his life.

It was only because of them that he threw himself into the hellish war.

But that goal was not achieved.

What remains here is nothing but a ghost that has not accomplished what it should be.

"So what about it?"

"……Huh?"

"I couldn't do what I wanted to do, I couldn't do what I should have done. And then? Should I just give up and lie down?"

Baek Sang shut up.

This is not what Chung Myung says to him. He speaks to himself.

It was difficult to understand, but he knew it.

"People still live."

"……."

If something is broken, rebuild it.

If you failed, try again.

Still unable to achieve it, one has no choice but to live with a stab in the chest.

That's life.

Chung Myung stared at the sky with sunken eyes. Baek Sang was so overwhelmed by the atmosphere that he was unable to open his mouth.

'Why is it heavy?'

There is no part of Chung Myung's life that can be felt heavy. But now Baek Sang feeling a strange tingling sensation.

He honestly don't know what Chung Myung was talking about. Baek Sang knows best that the feelings he has now will not be solved by a few words of Sajil.

'But strangely, I feel a little more at ease.'

Is it because of the drunkenness that started coming up a little while ago?

Or…….

"Chung Myung-ah."

"What?"

Baek Sang looked at Chung Myung and said.

"Let me ask you one thing."

"What?"

"Am I necessary for Mount Hua you're trying to make?"

Chung Myung looked at Baek Sang with his eyes wide open and tilted his head.

"You don't have to, that much?"

"...this punk?"

‘No, does this guy have to flip a person's mind upside down even in this situation?’

‘I wish you'd just say yes!’

"Sasuk."

"Huh?"

"It's not family, it's not senior disciples, it's not a thing to do together because it's necessary." (동문도)

"……."

"I don't care if Sasuk is useless for anything. As long as Sasuk bears Mount Hua's name, Sasuk is forever my Sasuk."

"……."

"Isn't that enough?"

Baek Sang smiled despondently.

‘I didn't expect this answer.'

He wanted to be told that he was necessary.

However… … What he could get from that shallow answer would be only a brief moment of solace.

"Yes, that's enough."

Baek Sang takes his drink.

His stomach feels burned.

But he feels comfortable inside.

In the midst of these strange and contradictory emotions, Baek Sang glanced sideways at Chung Myung.

'Strange guy.'

Sometimes he seems like a fool who will never appear in the world again, and sometimes he shows such a depth that he dares not to measure.

It is unpredictable, and he cannot tell.

So Baek Sang didn't like Chung Myung.

People can't like someone who is too different from themselves.

Strangely, however, he doesn't hate Chung Myung who is right in front of him.

"Chung Myung-ah."

"Yes?"

"Will Mount Hua be strong?"

"Of course."

"Then is there a seat for me in Mount Hua that you build?"

"You're saying stupid things again."

Chung Myung grinned and said.

"What makes Mount Hua strong is Sasuk. Sasuk just needs to make room for yourself."

"…I see."

His own place.

Baek Sang nodded quietly.

"Yes, I get it."

Chung Myung glanced at Baek Sang.

As if he had made up his mind,  there is determination shown on his face. The hesitation that was seen until now was nowhere to be found.

A smile permeated Chung Myung's mouth.

"One more bottle?"

"No."

Baek Sang shook his head.

"I don’t know about you, but I'm not sure I won't be caught drinking two bottles of alcohol. The sun is about to rise, so I should get going."

"That's too bad."

"I'm not asking you to come with me. Finish drinking and get back before you get caught."

"Aren’t you going to snitch me?"

"I'm not that unfaithful, man."

Baek Sang got up from his seat. Then, trudging towards Shaolin.

It was the moment Chung Myung took out a new bottle from the luggage and opened the cap.

"Chung Myung-ah."

"Yes?"

Baek Sang, who has walked far away, is looking back.

"Thank you."

"……."

"You damn Sajil."

He smiled and waved his hand, then turned around and started running.

Chung Myung, who was looking at the back, lay down looking at the sky.

"......Aigoo. Cheon Mun Sahyung."

There's too much work to do.

“How did Sahyung do all these things in the past?”

- It wouldn't have been difficult without you, you punk!

"Even if you say that."

‘I'm still a little bit regretful. I would’ve listened to you better.’

Chung Myung smiled quietly.

"It was good though."

It was fun.

Back then.

Chung Myung closes his eyes still.

The current Mount Hua makes him feel so proud.

The most kind Sect Leader. And Elders who always care for the disciples.

Strict but good-hearted first-class disciples and a little lacking but kind second and third-class disciples.

It's nice.

He is very fond of the present Mount Hua.

It's just...

"Sahyung. I’m."

‘I miss you so much time to time.’

That time.

The time which he can't go back now.

"Don't make fun of me because I'm weak. Don't be mean to me when I get older. Still, Sahyung is with the Saje."

There.

He should've been there.

"I know. Cheon Mun Sahyung. I have to do it. I'll have to get Mount Hua back up. That way, Sahyung, and Saje won't be sad. It’s always my responsibility. Sahyung, doing what Saje can't do. Because it's my job."

Chung Myung reached out and grabbed the bottle.

"But once in a while, I just...…."

He took a sip of alcohol and closed his eyes.  A strong scent spread through the mouth.

"There are times when I just want to be childish. So, please understand. I am a person, am I?"

Even now, he thinks of it when he closes his eyes.

Cheon Mun Sahyung ends up screaming in front of him.

Chung Jin, couldn't hold back his laughter even when he stopped such Sahyung.

Chung Gong muttered something in the corner.

And…….

The appearance of the Saje who were talking about something that was unbecoming of a Taoist.

Even if he drinks alone under the moon, the drunkenness does not rise and only the longing grows stronger.

Until the moon disappeared and the sun came up in the distance, Chung Myung drank there looking up at the sky without saying a word.

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Note*

Remember that cheon mun sahyung is an arbitrary name. The character was Jangmun Sahyung, which literally means Sect Leader Sahyung. 

“People still live.” The weight is so much different when it comes to him. He understands the main idea. Others could say they understand, they could try to and pretend had. But in the truest sense, only Chung Myung could know how it feels. It was a mainstream line, but why I wonder. When the lines come out, it just hit different. Wuv you, author-nim.

And here it is, the corrupted file ahahhah. I’m almost dying inside when I do 3 chapters a day. 

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