Chapter 564

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 564. Right, people should be consistent (4)

Editor: Hoamzz

Co-Translator: Xoxo

"M- My back…….”

"Uuh…… My legs….”

Mount Hua's disciples groaned and crawled. They somehow came back to the White Plum Dormitory, but they couldn't even remember how.

"…I almost drowned while washing."

"I sat down and saw my late grandfather….”

Gathering in the living room in the center of the White Plum Dormitory, they held chairs one by one and sighed deeply.

"…We've done this much.”

"I know."

"We even took the Elixir!"

“…….”

"Why can't we win! Why!"

Indignation and blue light flowed out of the third-class disciples' eyes.

"One hit! If I could just get one punch, just one!"

"Did you see Jo-Gol Sahyung beating people and laughing? That yangban had a shitty personality to begin with, but after hanging out with Chung Myung, he's now to the point where he threw away his personality!”

"And what about Great Sahyung? I'd rather stand up and get angry if he giggles like Jo-Gol Sahyung! Didn't he say everything he had to say in a solemn manner and beat us up without mercy!"

"… Right."

Everyone gritted their teeth, recalling being beaten to dust by Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong.

Everyone here took one more pill of Jasodan.

Thanks to that, they were about to pierce the ceiling because they were so energetic. Nevertheless, this majority was unilaterally beaten up by the two. No matter how hard they thought about it, they couldn't accept it.

"What the hell did Chung Myung do to those two?"

"It's not just the two of them. Didn't Sasuk get beaten up like a dog by Baek Cheon Daesasuk and Yoo Sago?”

"… And even monk Hye Yeon beat them up."

"Poor thing……."

The third-class disciples, which recalled their Sasuk, pressed down on the moistened eyes and clenched their fists.

"I'm not saying that we should overcome Yoon Jong Sahyung or Jo-gol Sahyung now!"

Jong Hwe said with his eyes lit up.

"But we can't just end it with us being beaten up like this!"

"That's right!"

"Just one hit to the face! Just once!”

"Setting aside Chung Myung, I can't live while Yoon Jong Sahyung or Jo-Gol Sahyung beat me for the rest of my life! This is not simply a matter of winning and losing!”

"That's right!"

The third-class disciples strongly sympathized.

Meanwhile, Jong Hwe sighed, slightly changing his complexion.

"Everyone, listen."

"Yes, Sahyung."

“I said it like a joke, but this is not normal. You guys do know what we ate, do you?"

"……I know."

"What kind of Elixir is that, don't you know?"

The third-class disciples also have an idea of how great the thing they receive is. No, they couldn't have not known.

Two pills of Jasodan.

In all their life, they have never heard of giving two Elixir to ordinary disciples. But Jasodan is no less than Shaolin's Great Rejunevation Pill, or even greater than that.

"… And Gongchong Oil.”

“I thought I wouldn’t even be able to smell Gongchong Oil during my lifetime.”

Their legs tremble all over again.

Which sect would give a drop of Gongchong Oil on the third-class disciples?

They do this because it is Mount Hua, but if other sects did the same thing, they would have come forward and cursed at them for being crazy first.

"To be honest…….”

Jong Hwe said with his eyes wide open.

"We might have to bite our tongue and die if we can't pay for our meal after receiving two Jasodan and Gongchong Oil."

“… That, it is.”

The third-class disciples all nodded their heads.

It's a bit extreme, but it's not wrong.

“There are still excuses. To be honest, we did eat the Elixir, but we haven't completely absorbed it yet, have we?”

"Yes, Sahyung."

“But if nothing much has changed after absorbing all of this, then Mount Hua will end up throwing its precious Elixir on the floor."

“…….”

"I can't watch that even if I die. How did they obtain this? That Chung Myung, who pours out complaints whenever he opens his mouth went all the way to the North Sea and got it.”

"……That's right."

Jin Wubo (진우보(陳牛步)), who was standing next to him, slowly helped him as he gritted his teeth with a face full of resentment.

"Sahyung is right."

He looked all over the third-class disciples and bit his lips slightly.

"Have you guys seen the wounds on Sahyung’s body?"

"……Yes."

In the midst of the fight, everyone clearly saw the wounds in the clothes that were revealed.

"To suffer such a wound means they traverse between the line of life and death back and forth. It's because Sahyung is foolish and doesn't know how to show off their merits, but this all is the Elixir they literally risked their lives to save.”

“…….”

“They are those who give such Elixir without showing off their pride. If we are human beings, we must not forget grace. Even a beast knows grace."

The third-class disciples all nodded in agreement.

Their Sahyung has become harsher than before and has become less and less revealing. But there's no way the third-class disciples didn't know how consistently their Sahyung is helping them.

"Let's all risk our lives on training."

Jong Hwe glared his eyes.

"Whenever something happens in Mount Hua, those who get summoned are only as far as Chung Myung, Sahyung, Sasuk, and Sago. If we were trustworthy, would Sect Leader send only them to such far away land?"

“…….”

"We have to push their back. We can't stay as a burden forever."

"That's right, Sahyung!"

As the atmosphere gradually burned up, Jong Hwe nodded.

“If there is someone who neglects training in the future, I will not stand still without Sahyung need to step out. Everyone risk your life and train. Do you understand?”

"Yes!"

The flames from the hearts of the third-class disciples spread clearly to their eyes.

They are also Mount Hua's martial artists.

It is true that their Sasuk and Sahyung are ahead with the name of Mount Hua Five Sword, but that is the very reason why they had no intention of leaving everything to them and being lazy.

"Let's all get some rest and hit them tomorrow!"

"Yes! Sahyung!"

"I won’t lose tomorrow!"

The third-class disciples scattered into their own rooms with their own will and determination.

* * *

"…It's coming up faster than I thought."

“Certainly, Jasodan is not an ordinary elixir. The power of the sword has become enormous.”

Baek Cheon and the group, who gathered to discuss today's training, expressed their respective feelings with a slight look of admiration.

“I think I know what Chung Myung meant by commenting that they were lacking in actual combat. As they attacked without worrying about hurting their bodies, the swords that came against us became sharper and sharper.”

"I definitely felt it, too."

Then Yoo Iseol, who listened silently to their conversation, spoke quietly.

"It's not enough.

"…Yes, Sago."

"More like the real battle."

“Do you think that will be too difficult?”

"They can."

“…….”

Yoo Iseol looked Jo-Gol in the eye and said,

"They're all Mount Hua's disciples. They can hold on."

"… What if they can't stand it?"

"Make them endure."

Hearing the determined voice, Jo-Gol nodded with a look of dismay.

"I see."

Baek Cheon grinned at the sight.

"Listen, everyone."

"Yes."

“How much do you think the disciples have grown right now?”

"……Hmm."

Yoon Jong scratched his chin and said.

"To be honest, the third-class disciples still seem to be far from the warriors of the North Sea Ice Clan. Of course, everyone's gotten a lot stronger, but...….”

It's a matter of course.

The third-class disciples are just over the age of twenty. There is a minimum age difference of 10 to 20 years or more from ordinary warriors in the Ice Clan who have repeated training until they grow old.

Being a comparison itself was something to be considered great.

“The second-class disciples are good enough to compete with them.”

"That's right."

Baek Cheon nodded his head.

"That's what I think. But nothing can be done with this."

His face hardened slightly.

"The warriors in the North Sea were cut as a group against the Demonic cultist. Of course, it could be because of the lack of momentum, but wasn’t it true that their skills themselves were lacking?”

"That's right."

"So what if Magyo came into Mount Hua now?"

Everyone distorted their faces in unison at the question. Even Yoo Iseol, who was always expressionless, frowned.

They didn't even want to imagine it.

If that happens...… the rest of the disciples except for those who are here now won’t be able to put up a proper fight.

Magyo was that scary and frightening.

"We'll have to make sure that doesn't happen. But I can't guarantee it won't happen."

"Yes."

"So……."

Baek Cheon said emphatically.

"We need to train them as soon as possible. So that they can fight back whenever Magyo comes in."

Then Jo-Gol, who was thinking hard about something, sighed.

"I'm feeling it again."

"Huh?"

"…I feel a lot of pressure because I think I should reach a certain level and not just blindly train. Honestly, no matter what happens right now, the stronger the Sajils get, the harder it will be to grow them.”

"Right, but why are you saying that all of a sudden?"

When asked by Baek Cheon, Jo-Gol spits out his concern with a slightly puffy face.

"…...Isn't Chung Myung been doing this for a long time?"

Everyone was speechless at the words and closed their mouth.

“Since he first came, he only thought of making Mount Hua stronger. He somehow rolled the third-class disciples up to the Hwajong Competition and make them stronger than Southern Edge Sect, but then he repeated the same thing again until the Murim Competition....”

"… He did."

Baek Cheon shook his head slightly with a complicated face as if he had difficulty saying anything.

Putting on others' shoes.

People say that one can only know how others feel when their position reversed, and that was not wrong. As they led the disciples, it felt like they could understand what kind of worries Chung Myung had been carrying all alone.”

"Anyway, that monster."

Baik Cheon, who muttered bitterly like a sigh, looked back at everyone.

"But we're no longer the same youngsters we used to be."

There was a strong conviction in his eyes.

The fight against Myriad Man House, and the battle against the Ice Clan. And the war against Magyo, where they risked their lives to fight.

All those experiences left them with a solid track record. And that track record supported their backs with confidence, not arrogance.

"If we can do it, they can, too. We now just need to push them in the back. We have to reduce his burden even if it’s just a bit."

"Yes, Sasuk. We should."

"Yes, Sahyung."

Everyone nodded while looking at each other's faces.

The world gets wider as they go through it.

There was bound to be a difference between what they saw while living in the small world called Mount Hua and what they saw after going through the wider world.

"Sajils and Sajaes will be stronger. What we need to do is help them absorb the energy of the Elixir faster and become even a little stronger.”

"Yes."

"As you know of what that Chung Myung, who able to do anything, had once said. I'm sure it won't be long before everyone goes through the actual battle."

Yoon Jong nodded loudly.

"So…… Do your best so that you won't regret it then. If someone gets seriously injured or dies, we won't be able to help the pain.”

A small spark flared in Yoo Iseol, Jo-Gol, and Yoon Jong's eyes at Baek Cheon's words.

"……I'd rather die by my own hands than by that."

“I really have to roll them to death.”

"I'll work harder from tomorrow."

Baek Cheon smiled quietly and nodded.

"And since we also had Jasodan and Gongchong Oil, we've got to pay for the meal! Let's all rest well and try harder tomorrow."

"Yes!"

The moonlight was bright as if to encourage them. It was the moment when everything was about to end amicably.

"This……."

"Yes?"

Everyone turned their heads to the voice coming from somewhere.

Hye Yeon, who was stuck in a corner, looked at them with miserable eyes.

"…I couldn't eat them.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon's eyes shook greatly.

"What…? No…… No, why didn't you...…?”

"How, how can I eat it if you don't give it to me?"

"I'm sure we've divided it by the number of people…….”

"Chu- Chung Myung Siju took it away, asking why Shaolin people touching Mount Hua's thing.….”

Baek Cheon's eyes, which were trembling in confusion, closed tightly.

'That demon.’

Hye Yeon went to the North Sea with him and went through a lot of trouble. Who knew he'd take the elixir from him?

"Not a human being...….”

"Really."

Seeing the tears welling up in Hye Yeon's eyes, Jo-Gol put his hand on his shoulder.

"…Don't cry, monk, I'll get it for you somehow."

"A, Ami... tabha……."

With Hye Yeon's tears, Mount Hua's night deepened.

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