Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1476. The Plan Was Sound (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
Paaaat!
Cutting through the dim light of dawn, several figures raced fiercely toward the direction where the red sun was rising.
“Ah! Get off me, you bastard!"
Kiiiiiiii!
“Get down! It’s heavy! I’m tired too!”
Kiiiiii!
Jo-Gol's face contorted. Baek-ah was desperately clinging to his arm.
Where did this damn marten learn to express 'I can't run on my own feet anymore even if I die' just with its face? No matter how much of a mystical creature it is.
“Death penalty! Don't just watch like that, get this bastard off me."
“...Just endure it, Gol-ah.”
"No..."
"Honestly, if you were in its shoes, wouldn't you also hate to run again? It's practically run back and forth to Hainan twice. Even a horse would keel over, let alone a marten.”
"That's certainly true."
“It’s pitiful.”
Jo-Gol glanced at Baek-ah at those words. Seeing its big black eyes welling up with tears, he suddenly felt like a heartless villain for trying to shake him off.
“No, I know that… It’s not like I told him to! Why’s he clinging to me? He usually sticks to that guy Chung Myung!”
"It’s too hot."
“....”
“Baek-ah knows where to stretch his paws. He must have thought that if he clung more to the guy who says it's hot, he would really turned to a scarf."
Jo-Gol shook his head.
“Ugh. I’d rather die than suffer like this."
Jo-Gol sighed deeply and gazed in the direction the sun was rising.
"So, how far are we going? We passed Henan a while ago."
“Who knows? That bastard decides it."
Chung Myung was still running in the lead. Baek Cheon next to him was the same.
"Huff."
Baek Cheon jumped over a small stream and caught a short breath.
“Why? Out of breath?”
Chung Myung's indifferent voice came from beside. Baek Cheon frowned slightly as he glanced at him.
"What nasty shit are you about to spout now?"
"No, just wondering. We haven't even run that hard, but you seem out of breath. You sick or something?”
"A cat worrying about a mouse. Worry about yourself."
"Yes, yes. Well, if you're going to say it like that, I'll only worry about myself."
Baek Cheon gritted his teeth at the slick answer.
"How far do you intend to go?"
"Hm?"
"We've already entered Henan. I'm asking where the destination is."
"Well."
Chung Myung shrugged without giving a clear answer.
"I'll have to look for it from now on."
"What?"
"I know roughly, but nothing exact yet, you see."
It was a completely incomprehensible answer. However, Baekcheon understood what Chung Myung was saying. Not because he was wise, but because he had heard that vague way of speaking from Chung Myung to the point of being sick of it.
“So you’re saying that if we just keep running like this, the place you’re headed for will eventually show itself?”
"It seems your head hasn't gotten worse. You probably don't need to get your pulse checked."
“....”
He didn’t completely understand. But he at least understood that this wild run wasn’t entirely meaningless, and that was enough.
“Will Huayin be okay? We left without properly saying anything."
Of course, it wasn’t like they didn’t say anything at all. They did say something.
They stormed over to notify the sect leader that they would go to Henan and come back, then fled here leaving Un Am, who was so stunned he couldn't even open his mouth.
Chung Myung read the worry on Baek Cheon's face and chuckled.
“You nagged me so much to let things go, and now that I actually take my hands off work, the first thing you do is worry? Which beat am I supposed to dance to, huh?”
"That's not what I meant, you bastard!"
“Don’t worry about it. Everyone is trained to that extent.”
Baek Cheon's eyes narrowed slightly.
That much was true. Unless Evil Tyrant Alliance launched a full-scale attack, Huayin wouldn't face any real problems.
There would be countless minor problems, but Huayin has Tang Gun-ak, Im Sobyeong, Hyun Jong, and Hwang Jongwi.
Making Huayin into a city wasn’t an easy task. But he had no concerns that those people gathered together couldn't handle such a matter.
"Trained..."
It was a little different from trusting in their abilities. This was trust in the experience they had gone through. Haven't they truly overcome many twists and turns?
“Looking back, we endured really hard.”
"How sudden."
Baek Cheon nodded his head. He could certainly be convinced more by the word 'trained' than by a long-winded explanation.
There was just one thing that bothered him.
"...They became strong through training. So you can entrust work to them with peace of mind?"
"Something like that."
"Then those who couldn't?"
Baek Cheon asked. Chung Myung didn’t answer right away but glanced back at him. Baek Cheon picked up speed as if he hadn't asked with such serious meaning.
Chung Myung shrugged.
"Well. What should be done. I haven't particularly thought about such things?"
“...That’s very typical of you.”
"Sasuk, was that an insult?"
Baek Cheon smiled wryly.
“So what happens if we keep running?”
“Wow, insulting me and then changing the subject? Dongryong’s gotten slick. We can send him to get married now."
"Stop the bullshit and just answer. What are you aiming for?"
“It’s simple. Let’s think about it the other way around.”
"The other way around?"
"Right, the other way around. As Sasuk knows, we've become quite famous now, haven't we?"
“....”
"Even that stupid Jo-Gol Sahyung earned a nickname, it's only a matter of time before everyone gets one too? Sasuk's that... what was it? Mount Hua Sick Sword?"
"Righteous Sword, you little bastard!"
"Right, that one. Anyway, that weird nickname will probably change soon. That’s how it usually is.”
Baek Cheon asked with a face contorted from gasping for breath.
“...What does that have to do with this?”
“I told you, think about it the other way around.”
Chung Myung grinned.
"Becoming famous means drawing gazes, and it means that people who recognize you increases. And it means more people pay attention to each and every movement."
“What on earth are you trying to say?”
“I said think about it the other way around, didn’t I?”
Chung Myung jerked his chin forward. Ahead of them stood a massive city wall.
“Luoyang?”
The enormous city of Luoyang in Henan. Its walls greeted Baek Cheon under the morning sun.
“We’re not the ones making a move.”
Chung Myung smiled faintly.
"It's making those bastards start it."
And with shining eyes, he spurred forward in one breath towards Luoyang's open castle gate.
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“Hmm.”
Won Pyeong (원평(元平)), who had recently been appointed as branch leader of the Beggar Union’s Luoyang branch, let out a displeased groan. The sunlight piercing through the shack stung his eyes.
“Tsk.”
A languid daily life with nothing particular to do. A dream-like situation that any beggar would wish for. However, Won Pyeong was dissatisfied with all of this.
“Fuck, why am I here....”
His mission was simple. In this Luoyang, not far from Huayin, he was to observe the movements of Huayin. More precisely, he was to monitor the activities of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance residing in Huayin.
It was a mission that didn't satisfy him. Beggars of similar rank to him were all preparing to fight against that Heavenly Comrade Alliance. But the work he was assigned was monitoring Heavenly Comrade Alliance, which wasn't even Evil Sects?
Though it was said to be necessary work, it wasn't enjoyable mission. And it definitely couldn’t be called Righteous. Even if he achieved something, it wasn’t something to boast about. Who would enjoy a task like that?
“Fuck. The main headquarters beggars have all gone senile."
He sighed heavily.
Lately, the Beggar Union no longer felt like the Beggar Union he knew. If it was the Beggar Union he knew, he wouldn't have been half-sitting in this situation where Evil Tyrant Alliance ran rampant.
"...What exactly is Sect Leader thinking?" (Prev. Bangju taken from Bang (Gaebang) and Ju (Leader/Head))
He who had been grumbling constantly raised his heavy body. Since he couldn't just drink alcohol from the morning, he was thinking of dropping by a nearby tavern kitchen to get some leftover rice. But just then.
"Bu- Buntaju-nim! Buntaju-nim!"
The door to the shack where he lived burst open. The barely attached hinges snapped, and the worn-out door crashed to the ground with a thud.
"Hey, you...! How am I supposed to fix that!"
"This isn't the time for that, Buntaju-nim! This is serious!"
Won Pyeong, who was about to burst with irritation, flinched upon seeing the face of the beggar who kicked the door open and came in. His complexion was indeed deathly pale.
“What? Did Heavenly Comrade Alliance make a move or something?"
“Tha- That’s right, Heavenly Comrade Alliance! No, not Heavenly Comrade Alliance! That Heavenly Comrade Alliance...!”
"What are you babbling about? Can't you speak properly?"
"Five Swords of that Heavenly Comrade Alliance!"
“Huh? What do you mean? Five swords are coming?”
“Five Swords of Heavenly Comrade Alliance have just arrived in Luoyang!”
Won Pyeong’s eyes widened as if they might tear apart.
"Fi- Five Swords? You mean Mount Hua Five Swords?"
“Yes! Shaolin’s Hye Yeon is with them too!"
"Why on earth did those bastards come here? They were definitely in Shaanxi until yesterday.”
"How would I know that! They say those bastards entered inside Luoyang's city gates just a moment ago!"
Won Pyeong's face turned white as a sheet like the one who reported.
"Is it an attack?"
“Stop talking nonsense! Why are Five Swords attacking us?”
"R- Right?”
Though the relationship between Ten Great Sects and the Heavenly Comrade Alliance had turned icy, there was still no reason for Heavenly Comrade Alliance to outright attack Ten Great Sects.
Then why had they suddenly appeared in Luoyang?
"Wa- Wait! Among those Five Swords, is by any chance Mo...unt Hua Chivalrous Sword also there?"
"He is! Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword arrived too!"
"Hiiiiiiiiik!"
Won Pyeong's two eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
Reports regarding the movements of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword Chung Myung are treated as ultra-priority among ultra-priorities throughout the entire Beggar Union, along with the movements of Evil Tyrant Alliance Ryeonju Jang Ilso. How great its importance was, it was to the point that even the matter of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword sneezing twice in a row today had to be classified as top-class.
“Report to the headquarters now! Now!”
"Wh- What should I report!"
“For fuck’s sake, write down everything you know! Send a message bird right now!”
“Y- Yes!”
“Not just the main headquarters, send word to all nearby branches too! Those bastards might move past this place, so deploy all the beggar bastards to monitor them!"
"Yes!"
The beggar who received the orders rushed out in a hurry. Won Pyeong, who had been watching his back for a moment, sharply turned his body.
'To think I'd end up using it this quickly.'
He hastily scribbled a message on a scrap of paper lying on his filthy desk, then yanked aside a nearby curtain, revealing a birdcage.
Chirp.
A bird as small as a sparrow chirped and tilted its head. Its size and shape were no different from a sparrow, but its feathers shimmered golden. Just that alone showed it was no ordinary bird.
The beggar took out the bird and rolled the paper into the tube tied to its leg. This was a gold-grade message bird issued in preparation for when Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword Chung Myung would cause incomprehensible trouble. Even he didn't know where this message bird was going.
“Done.”
Won Pyeong, who had sealed the tube well, flung open the window. The golden sparrow glanced at the open sky once before launching from his hand into flight.
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"...Wow."
“What’s flying around like that? Did hawks take flight?"
"...Those are message birds, you bastard. Not just any pigeons."
“I know that, Sahyung. What I'm saying is, what the hell message birds are suddenly flying around crazily like that?"
"I know right."
Seeing the pigeons flying up in all directions as soon as they entered Luoyang, Five Swords let out hollow laughs.
They had expected some level of surveillance, but this was excessive. It was both amusing and vaguely disgusting.
“But why did we stop?”
"How would I know? We stopped because that bastard suddenly stopped."
Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol's gaze turned to Chung Myung. He had stopped in the middle of the main street and, with one hand propping his chin, was carefully observing the birds flying up.
"Hmm. Not that one, and not that one either..."
“...What are you looking for?”
“Not that one either."
"Hey! What are you looking for!"
“No, I’m not exactly looking for anything specific.”
"Huh?"
Chung Myung smiled broadly while looking at the message birds that had flown up to fill Luoyang's sky.
“Don’t you think there’s at least one? A message bird that's a message bird, but looks obviously impressive at first glance, similar but distinctive? One that gives off that ‘something else’ kind of vibe?”
“...Chung Myung-ah. Let’s get you checked when we go back.”
"Kkeung. There must be one."
"Messenger birds are all the same, man! Don't waste energy on pointless... Th- There! Chung Myung! That one!"
Stopping mid-sentence and opening his eyes wide, Baek Cheon urgently pointed to one side of the sky.
"Is that the kind you’re talking about? That yellow one!"
"Oh?"
Chung Myung let out a gasp when he saw where Baek Cheon was pointing.
"Wow! Even Dongryong has his uses, like dog shit!"
“Even dog shit is nowhere to be found when you need it as a medicine! No, that’s not the point! Should we follow that one?"
"What's there to say. When you get it, you get it!"
Chung Myung, who grinned, watched the golden bird moving away.
“It doesn’t seem like a Thousand-Li Blue Pigeon. Maybe one rank higher? If I had to give it a name, maybe a Ten Thousand-Li Golden Pigeon?”
"It looks like a sparrow, not a pigeon?"
"...Let's just go with it roughly, roughly."
Chung Myung, who scrunched his face annoyingly at Baek Cheon, pointed at the sparrow that had flown up.
"Now, let's go. Time to see who owns that fancy bird!"
Chung Myung strongly kicked off the ground.
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