Chapter 450

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 450. I didn't know we'd meet this kind of person. (5)
Translator: Xoxo

Editor: Hoamzz

A thin stream of water from the teapot poured into the glass. The sweet scent of tea spread slowly.

Hyun Jong's eyes were fixed on the teapot overflowing into the glass.

The wave that shook the surface soon calmed down and slowly returned to peace.

‘It's like Mount Hua.’

He's been enlightened recently.

Perhaps everything in the world is not so different from the way tea filled the glass. To fill the tea, you have to pour the tea, and if you pour the tea, it will overflow and cause a wave at the surface for a while.

'You can't fill it without being shaken...'

He has lived without giving up tea ceremony for a long time, but only now can he see the world inside the tea.

"Everything in the world is the Tao.….”

A smile hung around Hyun Jong's mouth quietly.

It would be nice to convey this enlightenment to Mount Hua's disciples, but as Hyun Jong finally realized the world in the tea after many years, they will have no choice but to seek their own Tao.

Hyun Jong's role was enough just to keep them from going the wrong way.

“The tea smells good.”

Hyun Jong smiled brightly at Hyun Sang's words.

“Is that so?”

Hyun Sang, who was savoring the tea, nodded slowly.

“I didn’t care about such a thing before, but I think I understand a little bit now why so many people discuss the tea ceremony.”

"It’s relaxing.”

Hyun Jong looked at Hyun Sang with a smile on his face.

Hyun Sang was inflicted with poison in the war with Myriad Man House and only recently recovered from his damaged body. Perhaps because his body got better, his expression looked softer.

“The children who left are later than expected.”

"Aren't they the ones who always do the work anyway? It will take some time, but they will come back without any major accidents.”

"Yes, they should.”

Hyun Jong stared out the window with soft eyes. The blue and clear sky filled his eyes.

"The weather is so…….”

"Aaaakkkh!"

"…… Chung Myung." (xoxo: its a pun. Chungmyung could also mean ‘blue and clear’. So he’s continuing his comment on weather while also saying that the screaming was caused by Chungmyung)

"That's right."

Obvious. It’s so obvious.

Despite the desperate scream from outside, the two savored the tea as if nothing was wrong.

"What is Hyun Young doing?"

"Today is the discussion day with Eunha Merchant Guild. He’s meeting with Sodanju."

"Hoho. Hyun Young is working...….”

"Argh, Instructor-nim! Help me! Argh!"

"……I'm feeling a little guilty to drink tea just the two of us."

"We have our own job."

Hyun Sang clicked his tongue.

“And he wouldn't consider it a job. Money is coming in, but what’s he doing? He doesn't have to go in person, but he’s going with his eyes wide open. Tsk tsk."

Hyun Jong laughed at his words.

"Yes, everyone...….”

"Aaaakkh!”

"Has worked hard……."

"I- Instructor-nim! I'm dying!"

"Mount Hua Sect …….”

"No, I can't do this anymore! Argh!"

Hyun Jong, who couldn't finish his sentence, flinched his eyebrows once and closed his mouth.

"Keuhum."

After coughing loudly, he jumped out of his seat and headed for the door.

Creak.

When he opened the door, he saw Mount Hua's disciples crawling on the ground. Their groaning and crawling faces were almost mesmerized.

Looking at the pieces of iron hanging on their limbs, he could fully understand why they were screaming so much.

"Instructor-nim!"

"Save me! Save me!”

While everyone was crawling on the ground, only one person was walking leisurely. 

"They're exaggerating."

Un Gum. (운검(雲劍))

He was looking down at the children with a smile. One sleeve of his robe was empty and fluttered in the wind.

"It hasn't been long."

Mount Hua’s disciples looked up at Un Gum with a dying faces.

"W- Wouldn’t we going to die, Instructor-nim?"

"Haha, you know what?"

"Yes?"

“I know because I’ve tried it, but people don’t die that easily.”

“…….”

Mount Hua people’s faces twitched.

They couldn't hear it as a joke because it was not anyone else but Un Gum. Wasn't he the one who came back from literally wandering between death and life during the Myriad Man House crisis?

If the person in question says so, how can they argue against it?

Whether he knew how those disciples felt or not, Un Gum continued to talk with a smile.

"I've learned martial arts all my life, but I've never heard of anyone who died while training. Please rest assured."

“…….”

Who else would have done this kind of training...…? No, most of all, would a sane person be relieved to hear that?

Huh?

The disciples all swallowed words that they couldn't bear to say and looked at Un Gum vaguely.

"And."

But Un Gum looked at the disciples with a very calm face and said,

“Everything I am doing now is for you.”

"…Yes?"

“Chung Myung will soon be back.”

When the word ‘Chung Myung’ came out, the faces of Mount Hua’s disciples turned blue.

"There must have been a lot of trouble, considering that the time was delayed more than I thought……  What would happen if he came back and looked at you and thought that your training didn't go as well as you thought?"

If it's him...

'He's gonna go crazy. With foam in his mouth.'

‘I can’t even imagine.’

‘Damn!’

They could already see Chung Myung running wild with his eyes open.

“… … A person usually changes a bit when they gain fame.”

"But how can he be so consistent? Just how?"

Un Gum, who was looking at such disciples, smiled.

"That’s why, I'm not bothering you right now. Instead, it's right to say that I'm helping you. Wouldn't it be better to receive training from me rather than Chung Myung?"

It was certainly not wrong.

At least they know that Un Gum is not that bad. Even though it seems to have started going a little over the top lately.

"But… … You look a little happy worrying about that, don't you?"

“That’s not wrong either.”

Un Gum laughed as if he was having fun.

“It is said that there is the Tao in everything, and indeed, there is Tao in teaching. As I teach you from the beginning, I learn a lot. How can I not be happy when every day feels new?"

“…….”

It's a grandiose word, but to interpret it, it meant that as he rolled around the disciples, he got to know the tricks of this and that and became stronger quickly.

‘Instructor-nim wasn't like that.’

'He’s dyed. Dyed. What's wrong with everyone?'

Mount Hua's disciples swallowed the tears they could not bear to shed.

If the person who can most clearly and accurately see Mount Hua's change was Hyun Jong, it was none other than the disciples of Mount Hua who experienced Mount Hua's change with their very own skin.

However, even though the sect became rich and famous, their lives were getting harder and harder day by day.

It was just then.

"This……."

At the sound of a voice from somewhere, everyone's heads turned towards it at once.

"Greetings. Sect Leader."

Un Gum opened the door and belatedly found Hyun Jong, who just stood.

"Ri- Right. You're going through a lot."

Hyun Jong glanced down at the disciples of Mount Hua who still crawling on the ground. Then, the desperate eyes of the disciples poured out toward Hyun Jong.

‘Sect Leader!’

‘Please say something! Instructor-nim has become strange!’

‘We're going to get sick at this rate!’

Hyun Jong could see exactly what their eyes meant. He thought for a moment and then coughed.

"Are you training?"

"Yes. As we were immersed in training, we came to the front of the Sect Leader’s house. I'm sorry, it was thoughtless of me. we'll move it somewhere else."

"No, it's not. Where else is there for training? There's no such thing as a place where you can't train in Mount Hua."

Gently shaking his head, he took a quick look at Un Gum and hinted at him.

"But the training is a little...… I think it's a little too much."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Hope filled the eyes of Mount Hua’s disciples.

Un Gum answered Hyun Jong with a big smile.

“But training is meaningless unless it is hard. Besides, wouldn't the usual practice of training will save children from a crisis situation? Just as I felt in the battle against Myriad Man House.”

“…….”

"We should never neglect training for the children."

"Keuhum, right. That's true."

Hyun Jong's eyes briefly turned to the disciples. It was a look full of pity.

‘Sect Leader!’

‘Why aren't you saying anything? Sect Leader!’

He soon turned his head slightly and escaped from all that gaze.

‘I'm sorry.’

He’d like to help if he can, but he’s pushed by the cause. In addition, Un Gum, who returned from wandering through life and death, strangely felt more secluded than before, so it was difficult to say this and that.

"Keuhum. Then, work hard."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Tok.

The door closed without hesitation. Mount Hua's disciples looked at the closed door with empty eyes.

"Se- Sect Leader…….”

Un Gum, who confirmed that the door was closed, grinned.

"Now, let's keep going."

“…….”

"Looking at the way you look at Sect Leader, it seems that you guys still have some energy left, shall we add some training?”

"Instructor-nim!"

"I'm sorry, Instructor-nim!"

A sound close to wailing broke out.

There was no more hope or dreams in Mount Hua anymore.

'I'm really going to die. Now we are dying even without Chung Myung.’

'I miss the old days. I really miss him so much...….’

The past.

When Chung Myung hasn’t entered Mount Hua. Their eyes filled with tears at the thought of the peaceful and simple Mount Hua.

Unfortunately, however, their suffering did not end there.

"Now, let's do it again...….”

Keureureung.

"Hm?"

Un Gum turned his head to one side.

Keureureueueung.

There was a strange sound coming from the far side of the gate.

“Hmm. It looks like they came.”

"Yes?"

"Let's all go to the gate. Those children seem to be coming back."

"Huh?"

Only then did the disciples of Mount Hua jump out of their seats, apparently hearing sounds from the bottom of the mountain.

"Sahyung is coming back!"

"Open the gate!"

Everyone rushed toward the gate.

The joy of being able to escape the training for a while seemed greater than the Chung Myung group’s arrival, but Un Gum did not necessarily blame the disciples.

"Sasuk!"

"Sahyung!"

The disciples of Mount Hua opened the gates with supreme vigor. And he stood up in front of the gate and waited for them to come up.

It was supremely beautiful to see them smiling brightly while waiting for their Sahyung to return from a long journey.

The only thing that bothers him is.

Kureureurung.

"……but what the hell is this sound?"

"I know right?"

Everyone tilted their heads at the mysterious sound.

But at that moment.

Banjjak. (Sfx for shine/sparkle)

"Keuk! My eyes!"

"What's so shiny...…. Ah, it's just a head."

As if a brilliant sun was rising from the horizon, a round head appeared from the bottom of the hill.

"Monk Hye Yeon-nim!"

"Welcome back…….”

Those who were about to welcome him with a bright smile shut their mouths awkwardly, blurring the end of their words.

"Haaa..."

Kung! Kung!

Each time Hye Yeon stepped and climbed the hill, the disciples flinched back.

That’s Monk Hye Yeon...… right?'

‘I think it does look like him?’

‘……Did he fall into hell somewhere?"’

Obviously, Hye Yeon is Hye Yeon, but something was quite different from the Hye Yeon they knew. The shy man the first time they saw was nowhere to be seen, and there was nothing but the wildness that gushed out of his eyes.

“… … But what about the sound of a cart? The sound is...….”

“Doesn’t it look like it was made of iron?”

Kureureung. Kureureung.

A large cart appeared behind Hye Yeon as he came completely up the hill. And at the same time, there was a scene of Baek Chun and his groups pulling the carts.

“…….”

Wearing half-ragged clothes and climbing up the hill covered with dirt, they felt an indescribable sense of intimidation.

"Sa- Sassuk."

"…Did you have a good trip?"

Everyone greeted cautiously. Then Baek Chun, who was lowering his head behind Hye Yeon, lifted his head.

A glare.

His eyes instantly swept through Mount Hua's disciples.

"……good……."

The corners of his mouth twisted, and the grinding sound resounded.

"You seem to have been well."

“…….”

‘No, it's not? It's definitely not?’

‘We worked really hard.’

But they couldn't bear to say that in front of them. Just by looking at the dirt on their faces and the condition of their clothes, Mount Hua’s disciples could see how exhausting they have been.

"……Look at the clean clothes."

Yoon Jong added a word.

"……very good, very good."

Jo-Gol followed.

"Need training."

Yoo Iseol emitted blue venom with her eyes.

"…… Sahyung should suffer too!"

Tang So-so gritted her teeth.

And as if he had no power to speak, Baek Sang fell down and breathed heavily.

“…….”

Baek Chun, who slowly approached the welcoming Mount Hua's disciples, opened his mouth.

"You must have trained hard while we were away, right?”

"…… O- Of course, Sahyung!"

"Really?"

His eyes radiated a blue light.

"Then let's check first. If I don't like it, let's go to hell then."

‘That...’

‘Sahyung?’

‘Why is Sahyung being like this, not Chung Myung...….?’

“Are we arrived?”

Then Chung Myung woke up rubbing his eyes on the cart.

"Oh, I'm hungry. I'm going to eat first."

Jumping off the cart, he swung leisurely into the gate. With a white marten around his neck.

“…….”

Contrary to everyone's expectations, there was no such thing as nagging.

But…….

‘Why is that look more annoying?’

‘I know right.’

"Turning your head around, huh?”

Those who inadvertently turned their heads along Chung Myung turned their heads back to place as if their necks were broken by Baek Chun's words.

"Well……."

Baek Chun's face with a smile was bright and evil.

Mount Hua's disciples thought the smile somehow resembled Chung Myung.

“Let’s see your skills. How hard you’ve worked.”

“…….”

Deep despair sank into the eyes of Mount Hua’s disciples.

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