Chapter 600

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 600. Then wouldn't Ten Great Sect bastard get cursed a little bit more? (3)

Editor: Hoamzz

Co-Translator: Xoxo

"But these bastards!"

“Where are you running away!”

Mount Hua’s disciples, dressed in black uniforms with plum blossom patterns clearly engraved on them pursued the bandits with their eyes wide open.

"Aaaagh! Help me”

"I'll live a good life!"

The bandits ran away and screamed, but unfortunately, their pursuers did not know mercy.

"Who's going to kill you? Won't you just stop there?"

"Stop! If you stop now, you'll get less beating. If you keep running like this, you're going to get beaten to death."

At the brutal threat, the bandits ran with foam at their mouth even more.

'These crazy bastards!'

The Taoists who all of a sudden came to Daebyeol Mountain started to capture all the poor (?) remnants who had lost their places to go and gathered at Daebyeol Mountain.

'Don't those bastards have anything called mercy?'

The bandits were brutally beaten and ran away with tears on their pathetic faces. If there's such a thing as a human heart, isn't it the basic thing to give them enough time to run away with their luggage in the Stronghold?

However, those guys who would not bleed even if stabbed with needles rushed into Daebyeol Mountain without delay, occupying the Stronghold, and even chasing and arresting all the bandits who ran away.

“Hey! Bastards worse than beggars!”

"No, this bastard?"

"Isn’t that too harsh?"

Mount Hua's disciples, who lit up their eyes, sped up even further and chased after them.

No matter how hard they run, bandits are bandits. It was impossible to outrun Mount Hua’s disciples who chased with all their hearts.

Ttaaak!

"Aaaak!”

In the end, the bandit was hit hard in the back of the head with a scabbard and collapsed on the spot. Then, the disciple of Mount Hua, who was running, climbed on his back and began to beat him on the back of the head.

"Say it again, you f*cking bastard!"

"Aargh! Argh! Taoist-nim! Please forgive me! Aakh!”

Gwak Hee, who was beating the bandit on the back of his head, clicked his tongue and tied the bandit’s hands with the prepared rope.

"If you're confident, try escaping. I'll cut your life right away."

“…….”

Other bandits who fled also returned in a row tied to the hands by Mount Hua's disciples.

“You’ll get caught anyway, so why are you running so hard? I’ll just lose my strength.”

'Won't everyone run away if you're like that, bastards?'

Even though the bandits were outraged, they did not dare to speak back. These guys were so different from the Righteous Factions they had been dealing with.

That's right. What kind of Righteous sect are these guys?

The faces of the captured bandits were all swollen. Even Heukdo (흑도) people don't beat others like this.

'Some kind of Taoist they are.'

"This punk has been staring at me for a while?"

"N- No! I never did that!"

"Then I was wrong?"

"That, that's....”

Gwak Hee rolled his eyes. Then the other disciples standing in the back dissuaded him.

"We don't have time for that. We have to go quickly. If we’re too late, Chung Myung will turn upside down again."

Gwak Hee, who measured the time while looking at the sun, groaned.

"Yes, let's go back quickly for now."

"Yes."

The disciples of Mount Hua, who succeeded in subduing the remnants, headed for Daebyeolchae with the tied bandits.

"… It’s more than I thought."

"Really?"

In the center of the Daebyeolchae, which looked twice as large as the Nokchae, the bandits were sitting on their knees. Mount Hua's disciples, who drew their swords around them, glared their eyes and did not ease the surveillance.

Gwak Hee led the bandits he had tied and went to Baek Cheon.

"Sasuk! I've got them."

"Hm."

Baek Cheon, who checked the swollen faces of the bandits involved, said with complicated faces.

"…You beat them quite a lot."

"These bastards keep talking...….”

‘Gwak Hee. You're a Taoist.’

‘Do you have to hit their face just because they talk? You're a Taoist, too.’

Baek Cheon sighed as he saw Sajil saying something so obvious as if it was natural.

"……Yes, thank you for your hard work. Led them there."

"Yes!"

Gwak Hee dragged the captive bandits to other bandits and knelt down.

"Was there any problem?”

"I thought they'd pull out a sword and resist, but they were more obedient than I thought."

"Hmm."

At the words, Baek Cheon slowly looked around the bandits.

"Maybe because they’re a bandit, they're just a bunch of crap. Giving up resistance as soon as their boss died.”

The faces of Daebyeolchae’s bandits turned red.

‘That son of a b*tc* has no conscience.’

'That bastard is worse!'

Why didn't they want to resist? It’s just that they've already seen that clearly. How Mount Hua fought in the Nokchae.

Not only did they cut down all the blood-colored men who made them tremble just by looking at, but Mount Hua’s disciples also cut off Go Hong's neck, who reigned like a king in Daebyeolchae.

There was no way they could avoid that bloody blade.

If they pull out their sword for no reason, it is obvious that they will be ashes that very day. Then how should they resist?

However, there was no way that Mount Hua’s disciples, including Baek Cheon, could have guessed how they felt.

“But why are there so few people? Are we here early? Looking at the number of bandits caught, it doesn't seem like that."

"They were all back."

"Then where...….”

“It is said that if Chung Myung caught us leaving even a single bandit on Daebyeol Mountain, he would make us stand on our hands and return as it is to Mount Hua, so everyone went out to check if there were any remnants left nearby.”

“…….”

Gwak Hee's face turned white.

There's much crap about Chung Myung as much as the stars in the sky, but one of the most terrible things was that he kept his word.

‘Yes?’

‘Why is that a bad quality?’

'Of course it's a damned quality.'

Usually, it's just an exaggerated threat mixed with jokes, but Chung Myung really means it. He was the kind of guy who would have been able to clap his hands saying that they would be able to train if they went to Shaanxi standing on his hands.

“… Do we join, too?”

"No. You guys wait a little bit. You'll have to work on destroying the Stronghold."

"Huh? Destroy the Stronghold?”

Gwak Hee turned his head and looked at the Stronghold in front of him.

Made by the hard work of the bandits, dozens of log cabins resembling palaces were tightly packed.

"All of this?"

"Yeah."

"N- No, why?"

"If the Stronghold remains intact, the bandits who have nowhere to go may gather and start a Stronghold again, so we must grind them all as if they didn't exist."

"Is it Chung Myung’s order?"

"Who else would it be?"

“…….”

They had nothing to say.

‘He’s trying to stop the seeds of bandits at Daebyeol Mountain.'

But if you think about it, it was the right thing to do. It's better to do the job completely. They’ve subjugated Daebyeolchae at best, but if a new Stronghold sits there again, this all would be a joke.

"… But where is Chung Myung?"

"He’s there."

"Yes?"

"There."

Gwak Hee's gaze shifted toward the place pointed by Baek Cheon.

Then, bandits were seen carrying something between the buildings.

"Keuu."

"Ugh!"

Someone is pointing their finger at the bandits who are carrying their luggage with a dying faces.

"That's over there."

"Yes!"

"That's over there."

"Yes, Dojang-nim!"

“…….”

Gwak Hee looked at the scene with a blank face. It was Hyun Young who was pointing fingers at the bandits, and Chung Myung was squatting next to them and eating sweets.

Gwak Hee, who had been watching for a long time, tilted his head as if it was difficult to understand.

"What are they doing?”

"Looting."

"…Yes?"

Gwak Hee opened his eyes wide at Baek Cheon's calm and peaceful voice.

"…Sasuk, I think I heard something wrong…….”

Baek Cheon hardened his face and sighed deeply.

"They’re looting items from the warehouse of Daebyeolchae. That Go Hong had a good collection."

"Oh……."

"I was wondering why he suddenly had a seizure to clean up Daebyeolchae.….”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth.

A good justification for screwing the Ten Great Sect……. No, of course, that's not a justification to be put forward as a disciple of the Righteous Faction, but anyway, he made a plausible justification.

'This is what he really meant.’

Daebyeolchae is a Stronghold that is one of the highest among the Seventy-Two Stronghold of Nokrim. Of course, there will be a lot of wealth that has been accumulated.

Even during the subjugation where the struggle of life and death takes place, Chung Myung was still thinking about the wealth of Daebyeolchae. It was an obsession that gave him goosebumps.

"…Did he have a ghost who died with no money stuck at him?"

"No, Sasuk. Ghosts won’t get closer to Chung Myung. Wouldn't they be picky about people they stuck with?"

"That’s true."

‘Still, he’s a Taoist...… Ghosts shouldn't be stuck at him.’

‘No, even if he wasn't a Taoist, he wouldn't be attached by a ghost.

"But as expected, it's Chung Myung. We didn't even think about it. If he has beaten a Stronghold, of course he would take care of their wealth.”

Baek Cheon stared silently at Gwak Hee.

"What is it?"

"… Nothing."

Looking at the disciples who thought nothing of looting Stronghold now, he just wondered if something was wrong from the very beginning.

Before he knew it, Hyun Young stood with a solemn face in front of Daebyeolchae’s wealth that piled up like a mountain.

"Open it."

"……Yes."

When the sack was opened, flashing jewels and accessories were revealed.

At the same time, Hyun Young's eyes shone just as brightly as his, radiating madness.

"Hohoho. They look really expensive. At this rate...….”

Chwak, chwak, chwak, chwak!

Hyun Young's hands began to run swiftly across the abacus. Looking at his incredible speed, it was hard to understand why this person gave up on martial arts.

"Indeed, it's Daebyeolchae! What a thrifty collection! Hahaha!”

“…….”

“…….”

The faces of the bandits who were carrying luggage turned blue.

‘Is this person really a Taoist?’

‘In a way, he’s scarier than Chaeju.’

However, some welcomed the brutal response.

“Does it seem to be worth a little more than we expected?”

"Yes, for sure! These guys really put it together properly. Daebyeolchae, I was wondering how great Daebyeolchae is! It seems like this is more than the wealth that one moderate sect has accumulated for decades!”

Hyun Young laughed as if he couldn't hold back his excitement.

“I never thought that banditry would make so much money. If I had known this, I would have changed the business to Mount Hua-chae.….”

"Hey! There are ears! Listeners!"

"Keuhum. Right. I see."

Hyun Young covered his mouth and coughed awkwardly. Then he reached out and grabbed Chung Myung's head, shaking it violently.

"You! What a ghost! In the midst of all this, you've found a corner to make money! This is why I can't hate you.”

"Ah, it hurts!"

“You bastard! You bastard!”

Hyun Young, who pressed Chung Myung's head with affection, couldn't have smiled more pleased.

Anyway, he smells money like a ghost.

“So, what are you going to do now? Do you intend to return to Mount Hua with all this luggage?”

"Humm."

Chung Myung’s eyes shone as he looked at the piled up baggage like a mountain.

"That's fine, but...… I'm sure it doesn't look good, yes? I'm sure there are people who see it."

"I suppose so."

"That's why."

"Yes?"

Somehow his shining eyes looked so evil.

"It's not like I'm short of money anyway, so I don't think it's bad to give it a try."

"……Huh?"

Hyun Young looked back at Chung Myung as if he was wondering what that meant.

"Kikikikik. For now let’s start with the disposal."

Hyun Young just smiled pleasedly at Chung Myung.

‘You pretty baby.’

‘How can you be such a devil?’

It was Hyun Young, who became the first person to sympathize with the Ten Great Sect, who had built a grudge against this guy.

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