Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1266. Worry about those Myriad Man Manor bastards! (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
'These are the martial artists of Heavenly Comrade Alliance!'
Geum Yangbaek couldn't suppress his astonishment.
In truth, when the plan was first being discussed, Geum Yangbaek had been certain that he and the Hainan Sect elders would be the ones leading the charge in this operation.
This was different from who devised the plan. The question lay in whose strength would execute the plan.
In Geum Yangbaek's opinion, it was only natural that he and the elders of Hainan Sect would spearhead the plan.
Why? Wasn't it obvious?
Even though the fame of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword spans throughout the world, and even though the fame of Mount Hua Five Swords reaches all the way to Hainan, and even though their comrades were future heads of Five Great Family, they were still young people.
Strictly speaking, weren't they even younger than Gwak Hwanso, Hainan Sect's eldest disciple? (H: Eldest in his generation. Like Baek Cheon.)
While their renown and status were indisputable, Geum Yangbaek could hardly imagine that decades of training would leave him inferior in martial prowess to these youths.
But now Heavenly Comrade Alliance's martial artists, especially Mount Hua's disciples, completely shattered those assumptions.
“Haaaap!”
The sword of Baek Cheon, the acting sect leader of Mount Hua, emitted streams of red sword energy. As it burst forth, the sword energy scattered midair, transforming into a flurry of crimson petals that engulfed the enemy.
It was impossible to distinguish between real and feint swordplay.
Originally, feint moves were meant to neutralize defenses that couldn't be broken through direct attacks alone.
But the feint of his sword transcended that realm.
Among the hundreds of scattered sword energies, distinguishing real from fake was meaningless. Even if one could perfectly discern them, defending against them all was impossible.
"Keuh!"
"Aaagh!"
The struggles of the Myriad Man Manor martial artists against Baek Cheon’s swordplay were vivid proof of that.
Blocking each tiny sword energy in this chaos was no easy task.
It might seem easier to fend off such an assault one-on-one, but the reality was quite the opposite. One-on-one battles offered abundant space to maneuver, but in the current situation, stepping back was impossible.
Because it is impossible.
In other words, Mount Hua's sword technique demonstrated astonishing power in group battles.
‘Easier said than done.’
If such techniques were easy, wouldn't all the swordsmen in the world choose the same approach?
Sword energy is the flow of energy extended through a sword. To fragment that energy into countless pieces and maneuver them freely was an almost unimaginable feat.
He couldn't even imagine what training they underwent to wield it so freely even in the chaos of battle.
‘How could such young swordsmen possess such skill… '
For anyone else, such thoughts might be rude. However, Geum Yangbaek had every right to think this way. After all, he was the sect leader of Hainan Sect, one of the pillars of Ten Great Sects.
And even in his eyes, the skills of these young swordsmen are on par with those of the elders of Hainan Sect. No, looking objectively beyond his position as Haenam's Sect Leader, they might even surpass them.
"Die, you damn Myriad Man Manor bastards!"
"Gol-ah! I told you not to run off like a wild foal!”
"But they're Myriad Man Manor, Sahyung!"
“Shut up and keep your feet planted on the ground, you damned idiot!”
Moreover, their battle experience in facing enemies far surpassed Hainan Sect's elders.
Even as the battlefield’s madness swept toward them like an unrelenting tide, they didn’t falter in fear but rather raised their morale as if they would charge forth at any moment.
'Is this Mount Hua?'
Geum Yangbaek realized anew.
While Hainan Sect was stuck on this distant Hainan Island, obsessed with the illusion of honing their sword technique, these disciples of Mount Hua had grown stronger through countless battles.
Stagnant water rots.
Perhaps the efforts he had poured into protecting Hainan Sect had turned them into a mere puddle trapped on Hainan Island, rather than letting the sect become part of the vast ocean.
"Sect Leader!"
"Right!"
Geum Yangbaek snapped out of his thoughts at the loud voice coming from the side.
Kuung!
Uncharacteristically, he stepped down forcefully. Simultaneously, his sword unleashed a torrential wave of sword energy like a raging storm.
Kwaaaaa!
Hainan Sect's sword was both a gust of wind and a surging wave.
Geum Yangbaek's sword swung again and again.
One wave! Another wave! And another!
Like endless waves crashing onto the shore, Geum Yangbaek's sword energy surged endlessly toward the enemy.
The faces of Myriad Man Manor martial artists turned pale.
Unlike the flashy but somewhat weightless sword technique of Mount Hua, the sword energy Geum Yangbaek unleashed was truly rough and heavy. The sheer internal strength contained within it was enough to sap one’s spirit.
"Hold your positions! We must endure here until we completely secure the ships!"
"Understood!"
Encouraged by the sight of Geum Yangbaek’s sword technique, the elders also raised their blades with renewed resolve.
Watching the situation from behind, Im Sobyeong smiled slyly.
“Ten Great Sects are still Ten Great Sects.”
Truth be told, the young Hainan Sect brats running around trying to seize the ships weren't much help. Realistically speaking, no matter how renowned Hainan Sect was, it was unreasonable to expect those experiencing their first real battle to perform well.
It would be considered fortunate if they could display even half their usual capabilities.
However, the elders, including Geum Yangbaek, demonstrated their skills fully as if proving their years of experience in Kangho. Their presence visibly solidified the defensive line.
However…
‘They can’t hold out for long.’
The limits were still clear.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them all!"
The martial artist of Myriad Man Manor are trampling on their fallen comrades and advancing like mad dogs.
Those maintaining the battle line numbered barely thirty. No matter how skilled they were, each worth a hundred men, it was impossible to hold out against the overwhelming horde of Myriad Man Manor martial artists indefinitely.
If it were possible, Myriad Man Manor would never have become one of the dominant forces of Evil Tyrant Alliance in the first place.
The only reason they were holding now was because Hwasan had decisively seized the initiative and shattered the momentum of the advancing enemies.
But that too wouldn’t last forever.
At times, sheer numbers can mean nothing, but other times, they can mean everything. No matter how strong the ones holding the battle lines may be, the Myriad Man Manor martial artists knowing they held the advantage in overwhelming numbers would keep pressing forward relentlessly against Heavenly Comrade Alliance martial artists.
"Keuk!"
“Hold the line!”
Sogok!
Jo-Gol's left arm was cut long by the flying sword. Blood splattered.
"Gol-ah!"
"Don't make a fuss, Sahyung!"
“Get back! I’ll...!”
"Ah, I said don't make a fuss!"
Gritting his teeth and roaring furiously, Jo-Gol immediately drove his sword into the throat of a charging enemy.
Kwadeuk!
As he pulled the sword free, a spray of hot blood gushed from the gaping wound and poured down onto his face.
‘There’s no end to them.’
Kill and kill again, yet their numbers don't diminish. No, to be honest, from here they couldn't even guess where this army ended.
It felt as though this vast beach was entirely filled with Myriad Man Manor martial artists.
“Arghhh!”
Jo-Gol almost turned his head away at the scream from the side. At the last moment, he kept his focus forward with superhuman willpower. He couldn’t afford to look away now.
'No!'
That voice wasn't one he knew. Probably one of Hainan Sect's elders falling.
But that was no reason for relief. It meant more and more people were failing to hold out.
"Youuuuu!"
The enemy's responses were becoming more agile too.
Realizing that charging in small numbers only resulted in being cut down, Myriad Man Manor martial artists eased their momentum and sent even more men forward. Some hurled sword energy overhead, while others thrust their blades wildly through the gaps between fighters.
Those random, seemingly meaningless strikes were still enough of a threat to those desperately holding the line.
"Ukh!"
"Sago!"
"Hold position!"
Yoo Iseol's cold voice brought Jo-Gol to his senses.
"Damn it! Nokrim King! Are we there yet?"
“…No, it should’ve been done by now! What the hell are those kids doing?”
“Huh?”
Out of nowhere, Im Sobyeong exploded with a furious shout.
"Hey, you stupid bastards! What are you doing!"
What Im Sobyeong saw were Hainan Sect disciples jumping off the ship and pushing hard toward the sea. At the curses hurled at their backs, one of them shouted in protest.
“The- The ship! The ship is stuck on the shore! We have to push it free!”
"What?"
Im Sobyeong turned back to the ship with a shocked expression. Now that he focused, the bow was clearly lodged on the shore.
'It wasn't like that before?'
Surely he couldn't have misjudged the situation?
“The tide’s gone out! The water’s receded because of the ebb tide!”
"Ebb tide? What are you talking about?"
(H: An ebb tide is the period of time between high tide and low tide when the sea level drops and water flows away from the shore)
Lee Jayang rolled his eyes in exasperation.
But in Im Sobyeong’s defense, he had his reasons. How could someone who had lived his entire life in the mountains possibly know about island tides (조석(朝夕))?
"Push it out now!"
“The ship, the ship is too large…!”
Just as Im Sobyeong was biting his lip in frustration.
"Nokrim King! This way!"
"Huh?"
"Monk Hye Yeon!"
"Yes!"
Before Im Sobyeong could make a decision, Hye Yeon, following Baek Cheon’s command, dashed toward the ship like a lightning bolt. Seeing this, Im Sobyeong's eyes grew as big as lanterns.
"You crazy bastard! That’ll leave the battle line empty..."
“I’ll goooo!”
"Ahhh! Out of the way! Not you, you idiot!"
Im Sobyeong kicked away Seol So-baek who was trying to rush forward, then dove into Hye Yeon while frantically waving his fan.
"These ungrateful fools! Nobody appreciates a strategist until you’re all dead!"
Regardless of Im Sobyeong’s grumbling, Hye Yeon had reached the front of the ship and shouted.
“Move aside!”
"What?"
"Hurry!"
Hainan Sect disciples hurriedly made way. Hye Yeon gave a short bow, then pressed his palm against the ship.
"Huup!"
Woooooong!
Hye Yeon’s robes swelled as if about to burst at any moment.
"Uoooohhhhh!"
Simultaneously, Hye Yeon stepped forward and began pushing the massive ship.
"Wa- Wait!"
The terrified Gwak Hwanso hurriedly tried to stop him. While ships are sturdy, they’re ultimately made of wood and fragile in some ways. Wouldn't applying enough force to move such a large ship in one spot break the wood and punch a hole before the ship could move?
“Stop right now….”
But Gwak Hwanso's concerns were instantly dispelled.
Golden energy bursting from Hye Yeon's palm spread widely across the ship's front, and soon the huge ship began to slide backward with a creaking sound.
"…This doesn’t even make sense..."
How could a single person possibly push such a massive ship on their own?? This went beyond simply having strong martial arts.
"Uoooohhhhh!"
Hye Yeon let out a lion-like roar sending the ship completely free with one mighty push. It slid off the sandbank with a splash then rocked greatly and a ripple across the water’s surface.
"Done!"
"H- He did it!"
“Amazing!”
Hainan Sect's disciples cheered as if they had pushed the ship themselves.
"Next!"
"This ship! Over here!”
“Everyone else, board the ships now! Quickly!”
"Yes!"
Hye Yeon already moving to the next ship and shouted while pushing with all his might.
"Set sail! Right now!"
"Unfurl the sails!"
“Those with empty hands, grab the oars and row!”
The ships that had been stranded on the shore slowly began moving toward the vast sea.
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