Chapter 403

"Stop!"

At that moment, a loud shout broke out.

The faces of Mount Hua's disciples turned to one place in unison.

Mount Hua's Sect Leader, Hyun Jong, stood in a stiff posture and looked at them.

"There's no need to shed blood any more than this. The enemy now gives up their weapons and surrenders."

At that word, Hyun Young screamed, distorting his face.

"Sect Leader! They've been attacking Mount Hua and hurt the disciples! But how can you be so merciful...…!"

“Then, do we have to kill all of them in order to appease their resentment?”

"It's……."

Hyun Young tried to say something for a moment but kept his mouth shut.

Hyun Jong shook his head quietly.

"I also have no intention of discussing mercy in dealing with the enemy.I can't tell you to put mercy on the edge of your sword whether my Tao is still lacking. But."

His eyes were filled with a profound glow.

“Cutting those who have lost their will is also not something that those who discuss Tao should do. If we cut and kill all of our opponents out of anger, what is the difference between us and them?”

At first glance, a look of pity and affection crossed his face as he looked at the disciples.

In fact, Hyun Jong wanted to tear them apart and kill them. But he didn't want it to leave darkness in the minds of the disciples.

Anything is difficult for the first time.

If, for some reason or another, murder is taken lightly, one day, even in situations where there is no need to kill, he will swing his sword without hesitation.

It shouldn't have happened for Mount Hua, and for those kids.

But this time, the disciples did not obey him meekly.

Are there only one or two colleagues who fell down with wounds?

Those who fought while watching the scene clearly right in front of their eyes could not hide their hostility toward Myriad Man House even at Hyun Jong's words. No, they didn't hide it.

As if a fight would break out again at any moment, the sword blew out ferocious sword energy.

At the sight, Hyun Jong sighed calmly.

"I'm……."

His voice slowly spread out.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt more."

It was a word full of sincerity.

Only then did they begin to relax their hands one by one.

He didn’t even use his authority. He doesn't even shout to follow his words. Hyun Jong's voice, which simply calmly talks about his true feelings, had to reach Mount Hua's disciples who knew him better than anyone else.

"This time, do as I say."

Who dares to disobey Sect Leader who has been hurt to protect them when he speaks like that?

A complicated gaze was directed at Hyun Jong. A subtle look of dissatisfaction and passion. But those complicated eyes were soon sorted into one emotion.

Trust.

Trust in Hyun Jong, the Sect Leader of Mount Hua. And trust in his decision.

"Throw away your weapons."

Baek Chun shouted in a determined voice at Myriad Man House.

"I will not cut anyone who surrenders. You've forgotten the Tao, but Mount Hua hasn't."

"I will spare those who surrender."

And Yoon Jong helped him.

But unlike the two, Jo-Gol still glared at Myriad Man House with vicious eyes. It’s like he wanted them to resist.

Even the faint will that had remained in the eyes of Myriad Man House’s people who confirmed the three's reaction disappeared.

Chaeng! Chaeng!

Weapons fell one by one to the ground.

Finally, the Myriad Man House people who abandoned their weapons knelt in their place.

After confirming that they all had surrendered, Hyun Jong shouted loudly.

"Destroy their Dantian. And lock them all up in prison!"

Giving orders, he looked at Baek Chun.

"Baek Chun!"

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

"After locking them up, select the less tired children and let them guard the prison!"

"Yes!"

Baek Chun bowed his head deeply and then glanced at the other disciples.

Mount Hua's disciples approached Myriad Man House and held the sword to their neck.

Some people tried to resist the idea of destroying their Dantian, but the situation had already turned. Understanding that more defiance here would only lead to death, they eventually resigned and closed their eyes tight.

As if to announce that everything was over, the dark clouds cleared and the rain slowly began to stop.

Then a sigh came out of Hyun Jong's mouth.

"Everyone……."

It was then.

"What, you caught them all already?"

Baek Chun's head turned reflexively to the familiar voice.

And his flinching body hardened. There was a scream from the mouth.

"Chung Myung-ah!"

His eyes were distorted as he saw Chung Myung walking slowly over one wall of Mount Hua.

Other people's reactions were not much different.

"Chu- Chung Myung!"

"That guy...!"

It's been washed away a lot in the rain, but blood-stained clothing can't retain its original color.

The red stain and the cut-off hem of the garment gave him more than a hundred words about how he had fought a tough battle.

"You crazy!"

Baek Chun ran to Chung Myung without realizing it.

"This……."

Running right in front of him, he clenched his fist.

His face was horribly distorted, not knowing what to do with the large wound that could be seen through the torn clothes.

"What the hell did you do!"

Baek Chun's voice rang loudly. But Chung Myung smiled as if he was pathetic.

"Can't you see? I fought to the death."

The nonchalant response made Baek Chun even angrier.

"You're still alive after you've made your body into a rag! You damn thing!"

"Then will you feel better if my mouth is torn?"

"This……."

Baek Chun bit his lips.

He could tell just by looking at the wound. What a terrible battle he has been through, how fierce he has fought.

But why is this guy so calm at this moment...…

"You……."

Many words came to mind, but he couldn't say anything. Chung Myung laughed as Baek Chun stammered helplessly.

"I thought you would get a hell of beating.…. but you handled it well. I'll compliment you this time."

"How can you say such a thing now!"

Disciples began to flock around the two.

"Chung Myung-ah!"

"For God's sake! The wound!"

They were also speechless when they saw the wounds on Chung Myung's body.

Was there anyone who didn't know that Chung Myung led the Black Talon unit out of the gate? But everyone was secretly thinking that they couldn’t hurt Chung Myung.

But at this moment they clearly understood.

The fact that Chung Myung is also a person who can be hurt like them.

The scar, cut to the point of revealing the bones, penetrated the eyes of the disciples painfully.

"So-so! Where is So-so?"

Chung Myung sighed as he looked at the panicking Baek Chun and the surrounding disciples.

"Why are you making such a fuss. Oh, get out of the way!"

"You punk! The treatment...…."

"I won't die!"

Screaming, Chung Myung pushed the swarm of Mount Hua's disciples away. Normally, there would have been several people sticking together and forcibly dragging him, but now they had no choice but to step down because they could not dare touch Chung Myung's body.

"What about Great Sasuk?"

"……I've taken him to the Medicine Hall. Because it rained a lot."

"Good job."

Chung Myung nodded lightly at Baek Chun's reply.

Now, Chung Myung's eyes are on Myriad Man House who is kneeling in the center.

The disciples of Mount Hua were tightening them up making them lose their will and power to rebel.

"Why did you put them like that? Just kill them all."

"The Sect Leader………."

"Ugh."

Chung Myung's face is slightly distorted.

He licked his lips as if to say something, and then sighed.

"Right, you don't have to kill people who don't resist."

Because it's different from the time he has lived. No, in this situation, Cheon Mun would have said the same thing, even if it’s not Hyun Jong.

They are Taoist.

Don't forget their duty.

Because in the first place, everyone who should be held responsible for this has paid the price.

"Are you sure you're okay? The wound……."

"What, you think I'm gonna blink with just this much?"

Chung Myung shrugged at someone's question. The lively and refreshing response loosened the faces of the disciples around him.

But Yoo Iseol, who was watching from behind, looked rather dark.

‘He’s overdoing it.’

Chung Myung's injuries aren't that light. But Chung Myung jumped up a steep cliff with such an injured body.

He even exudes a cold spirit that is enough to frighten Yoo Iseol.

It was only after checking the safety of Mount Hua that Chung Myung was loosened.

She wanted to say something. But knowing that's not what Chung Myung wanted, Yoo Iseol just kept her lips shut.

"This guy."

Hyun Jong, who approached the disciples before they knew it, said with a sigh.

"You punk, the wound...…."

"Why did you get hurt so much?"

It's blunt.

However, there was an indisputable concern.

"Is it time for you to worry about my wounds?"

Hyun Jong eventually lost his composure and screamed.

"Why are you pushing yourself so hard! What the hell are you going to do if things go wrong!"

"Ei. Everything's all right whichever."

"Y- You..."

Hyun Jong was unable to speak and trembled.

"Sect Leader."

At that moment, Hyun Young, who came to his side, caught him.

"Let's go to Medicine Hall. Sect Leader’s injury is not light either."

"I'm fine. More than that, this guy...…."

"If Sect Leader doesn't move, no one will move. Let's go, at least for the sake of the children."

"……."

In the meantime, Hyun Jong, who couldn't take his eyes off Chung Myung's injury, sighed and nodded slowly.

"Yes, I understand."

"Yoon Jong-ah. Bring Sect Leader."

"Yes, Elder!"

Yoon Jong helped Hyun Jong and headed straight to the Medicine Hall.

As Sect Leader moved, the crowd of disciples began to move little by little to clean up. Hyun Young, who briefly looked around, opened his mouth.

"Chung Myung-ah."

"Yes."

"Is there anything you'd like to ask?"

Chung Myung who was looking around in the same way, said.

"We shouldn't be relieved that they're locked up in the prison. Even if they lose their martial arts, they can still make a fuss, so we have to keep a close eye on them."

"Right."

"And we need to look around Mount Hua just in case there are any remnants that we missed. Others may come again."

"I see, I'll certainly look into it. Any other parts?"

"For now, Hong Dae-gwang ahjussi has gone to pick up the beggar and will be here soon. Please welcome them when they come. We need to make sure there is enough medicine needed to treat the injured."

"Then is that enough?"

"Well……."

Chung Myung looked around and nodded.

"That's about it for now."

Hyun Young nodded and turned to Baek Chun, who stood by Chung Myung.

"Baek Chun-ah."

"Yes."

"Take him to the Medicine Hall right now!"

"Yes!"

Baek Chun and Jo-Gol strode to Chung Myung's left and right and grabbed his arms tightly.

Chung Myung flinched and looked to his left and right.

"What's wrong?"

Chung Myung, who tried to resist but had his arms grabbed, clung tightly to each other like rocks and did not move.

Hyun Young said in a stern voice.

"Didn't you say it was done with your own mouth? Now that you have nothing to do, go to the Medicine Hall right now!"

"But……."

"Hurry!"

When Hyun Young shouted, Chung Myung shuddered.

"No, why are you yelling at me...…."

As soon as Chung Myung pouted and mumbled, Hyun-young's eyes lit up. With a terrifying momentum, Chung Myung shrugged his neck and shouted coldly.

"I- I won’t! I won’t go!"

"Take him right now and throw him into the Medicine Hall!"

"Yes!"

Baek Chun and Jo-Gol dragged Chung Myung to the Medicine Hall like a sinner. Hyun Young, who was watching at their back, sighed deeply.

'Damn bastard.'

Why did he throw himself away like that?

Of course he understands. Why won't he?

If he didn't overdo it, they must have been the victim. He can't blame him while knowing that, and he was angry as he knew that.

Back Sang, who finished organizing roughly, approached and bowed his head.

"Elder, I will follow your instructions."

"Yes."

Hyun Young, who briefly looked at the leading Baek Sang, threw his gaze into the distance.

The sun was rising in the distance.

'It was a long night indeed.'

It was the end of the battle that will remain in the history of Mount Hua Sect that returned from the ruination.

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