Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1511. There are some people who can be solved with words (6)
Editor: Hoamz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
“Divine beggar!”
"Sahyung!"
The shocked elders flew toward Lone Tiger Divine Beggar without regard for their own bodies. They bared their teeth as they stood between Chung Myung and Lone Tiger Divine Beggar.
“You wicked bastard!”
“How dare you use such a ruthless killing technique!”
But what they encountered instead of a triumphant expression was Chung Myung's face biting his lips as if something had gone wrong.
“Cough...”
"E- Elder!"
"Are you alright?"
The fallen Lone Tiger Divine Beggar struggled to get up. Blood streamed from the neck he clutched.
At a glance, it looked like a fatal wound, but the elders could tell instantly.
The sword had certainly reached Lone Tiger Divine Beggar’s neck, but it was not a vital spot. Even with his throat pierced about an inch deep, Lone Tiger Divine Beggar had managed to preserve his life.
“Ah… how unfortunate, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.”
Lone Tiger Divine Beggar, with his face turned pale, got up with the support of the elders. Quite a lot of blood was flowing from his throat, but his expression was triumphant.
He stroked his neck lightly and made a strange face.
“Half an inch.”
“...”
“If you had stabbed just half an inch deeper, my life would have been over. Quite unfortunate for you. But the misfortune that visits everyone in this world couldn't possibly pass you by alone, yes?"
Chung Myung's face distorted. He was about to say something when an urgent voice came from behind him.
“Sasuk!”
“Damn it! Sasuk!”
Chung Myung bit his lips. Lone Tiger Divine Beggar laughed as if excited.
'I've got him.'
Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, which no one in the world could make submit. The greatest sword warrior of Mount Hua and the general of Heavenly Comrade Alliance, but it was none other than Lone Tiger Divine Beggar who brought him down.
Something that even Paegun of Evil Tyrant Alliance and Bop Jeong of Shaolin couldn't accomplish!
Chung Myung growled as he watched Lone Tiger Divine Beggar’s triumphant face.
“You think you’ve won…”
“Ah, it seems Chivalrous Sword doesn’t understand the situation yet. Then I must make you realize. What result comes from rash recklessness?”
Lone Tiger Divine Beggar sneered blatantly. Then he opened his mouth. Chung Myung instinctively twitched his sword, but he couldn't just charge in recklessly. With the elders once again swarming around, it was impossible even for Chung Myung to break through and kill Lone Tiger Divine Beggar in one go.
“Forget suppression!”
Lone Tiger Divine Beggar shouted. Everyone's eyes turned to him.
“Kill them all! Leave not a single one behind! Do not let what happened in here leak out!”
“Yes!”
The elders, with resolve etched in their eyes, gritted their teeth and rushed at the disciples of Mount Hua.
“Let’s just kill them all!”
"That won't do!"
"Damn it! Are you telling us to just die or what!”
Jo-Gol shouted in frustration.
The eyes of everyone standing guard around the wounded Baek Cheon wavered.
But then.
Kwaaaaaaang!
Suddenly, one wall of the great hall burst open with a tremendous roar. Without any warning or sign whatsoever.
“Wha- What?”
“Is it an attack!”
The flustered elders hesitated and turned their heads. Even the disciples of Mount Hua who had gathered together looked in surprise.
The only one not surprised by this situation was Lone Tiger Divine Beggar.
"It seems they've arrived."
His venomous voice slithered into Chung Myung's ears.
“Did you call me a dog? Then before you die, be sure to tell me. How it feels to be bitten to death by a dog.”
The thick dust that had risen from the collapsing wall was finally swept away by the wind. The blue sky revealed itself. A clear and beautiful sky. But no one here could keep their gaze on that sky.
Because there was something else that captured their attention.
Taat!
A group strode in without hesitation.
"This..."
The bewildered Beggar Union elders began to murmur.
Though they couldn't recognize individuals, the robes they wore revealed their identity at a glance.
Dark yellow robes. There was only one place in the world that could wear those robes.
“Sha- Shaolin?”
“Why is Shaolin here…?”
Tak!
As the warrior monks of Shaolin with their cleanly shaven heads and precepts branded on their foreheads entered the great hall, the elders swallowed dryly. Silence flowed.
The monks calmly lined up.
“Amitabha.”
The nameless monk standing at the front uttered a quiet Buddhist chant. His posture was upright and serene, yet from his eyes flowed a piercing, cold intensity.
The monk who had given a glance to Chung Myung confronting Lone Tiger Divine Beggar, soon looked at Mount Hua disciples surrounded by Beggar Union elders.
Jo-Gol, who received that gaze, flinched and then let out a hollow laugh.
“Dammit… This place really was a tiger’s den.”
They came in thinking it was just a cave with some stray dogs, only to find a real tiger inside. Who could have expected that?
“...Just Beggar Union is overwhelming enough.”
Even Yoon Jong, who rarely complained, let out a groan.
Even if they resort to a killing technique now, they won't be able to win, let alone escape. Their opponent was none other than Shaolin.
“What do we do, Sasuk?”
Baek Cheon, clutching his wounded shoulder, bit his lip tightly.
“Sha- Shaolin?”
The elders guarding Lone Tiger Divine Beggar clenched their fists.
Lone Tiger Divine Beggar had mentioned preparing a move, but who could have imagined it would be Shaolin! If Shaolin were to help, it was no different from having a heavenly army of thousands on their side.
No, it couldn't be compared to merely a million heavenly army. With Shaolin's support, they wouldn't need to worry about cleaning up this mess. They could shake off even the last burden of eliminating Heavenly Comrade Alliance's core members.
It was truly a move that could be called a divine and marvelous stratagem.
"Indeed..."
Indeed, Lone Tiger Among Pack of Dogs. Though he had shown weakness by being overpowered by Mount Hua Chivalrous Swordin martial prowess, Lone Tiger Divine Beggarhad erased even that flaw with his terrifying schemes.
Shouldn't the sect leader of Beggar Union naturally be someone like this?
"Magnificent. Elder..."
The elders looked at Lone Tiger Divine Beggar with awe and respect.
But that gaze soon became colored with doubt.
Because Lone Tiger Divine Beggar’s face now wore a strange expression. As if… he were facing a sight he could never have imagined.
"Great... Elder?"
The elders looked at Lone Tiger Divine Beggar with a puzzled expression. Lone Tiger Divine Beggar simply stared, absentmindedly muttering like someone who couldn’t hear anything.
“Shao...lin?”
"Huh?"
“Shaolin...”
Something was strange. Something was wrong. It was the moment the elders had that intuition.
Kwang!
A door on the inner side of the great hall burst open as if exploding, and a group of strangers rushed in.
Their momentum was overwhelming, and unlike the uniformed Shaolin monks who had appeared just before, their clothing was all different. The men, whose energy was rough and uneven without unity, began spewing killing intent the moment they entered the great hall.
“Lone Tiger Divine Beggar! Per our agreement...”
The leader who had been about to roar suddenly froze mid-sentence. He must have noticed the Shaolin monks standing on the opposite side.
Confusion was evident on the faces of these strange intruders.
“Thi- This… Shaolin! This is not what you said! I’ve never heard of this, Lone Tiger Divine Beggar!”
The elders stared blankly at the enraged strangers. Just who on earth were they?
“What is this situation…?”
Everyone was confused as sudden events occurred one after another.
“Amitabha.”
Then, a deep and resonant Buddhist chant echoed powerfully through the hall. The leading Shaolin monk who had uttered the Buddhist chant filled with internal strength raised his head.
"Where is Sect Leader?"
No answer came back. He asked again.
“I ask again. Where is Sect Leader?”
The flustered elders unconsciously looked toward Wind Shadow Divine Beggar.
If they had truly intended to present Lone Tiger Divine Beggar as the representative to greet Shaolin, they should never have done that. But when people panic, they act on instinct. And this action was, in essence, undeniable proof that Wind Shadow Divine Beggar was still the true head of Beggar Union.
“I am here.”
Wind Shadow Divine Beggar, with injuries here and there and a disheveled appearance, took a step forward while wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
“I am the sect leader of Beggar Union, Wind Shadow Divine Beggar.”
The Shaolin monk nodded slightly. The way everyone else looked at him left no room for doubt about his identity.
“Amitabha. We, the monks of Shaolin, including myself, Hye Bang, a first-class disciple of Shaolin…”
A clear, refined light flowed from the eyes of those standing behind Hye Bang.
"Having received a request from the Dragon Head Sect Leader of Beggar Union... we have come to assist Sect Leader."
The elders' mouths fell wide open. Through that gap flowed groans mixed with bewilderment and doubt.
"Wh- What does that..."
“That’s Shaolin, right? But who is Shaolin helping now?”
As if to answer that question, Hye Bang’s deep and resonant voice, filled with internal strength, spread to every corner of the great hall.
“To spread a false rumor of Sect Leader’s death and attempt to usurp his position when the sect leader of Beggar Union is clearly alive is an act that blatantly goes against moral principles!"
Now, all the elders' eyes were focused on Lone Tiger Divine Beggar.
Their eyes demanded an explanation of what on earth was happening, but Lone Tiger Divine Beggar could not utter a single word. That was because he wasn't the one who called Shaolin.
“We ask the elders to recognize their shame and withdraw. If not, Shaolin, myself included, will have no choice but to intervene in this situation at the request of Beggar Union Sect Leader.”
“Wh- What does that mean…”
“Amitabha.”
A firm Buddhist chant resounded, filled with the will to hear no further excuses.
Having finished all his words, Hye Bang's gaze turned toward one place.
“Sa- Sahyung.”
There stood Hye Yeon, eyes brimming with tears as if he would burst into sobs at any moment.
A small smile bloomed at the corner of Hyebang's lips. They understood each other's situation without saying a word.
But even in this moment, Beggar Union elders could only blankly glance around, utterly dumbfounded. No, perhaps they fully grasped the situation but simply refused to accept it.
What shattered the silence was a small groan. The arrival of someone who could neatly tie everything together.
“Ugh… I told you we should’ve gone together.”
Behind the lined-up Shaolin monks was the outer wall of the great hall, which had collapsed miserably. A hand suddenly rose from the rubble.
Propping himself up with his chin, the man let out a pained groan as he crawled out.
The figure that emerged was someone Beggar Union elders knew all too well.
“Hong- Hong Dae-gwang?”
"You, how the hell did you get here?"
Hong Dae-gwang, now the center of attention, first wore an awkward expression before frantically scanning the crowd for someone. When he finally found the person he was looking for, he shouted in a voice mixed half with annoyance and half with cheer.
“I wasn’t late, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword! Don’t you ever give me a hard time again! I thought my legs were going to break from going all the way to Mount Song!”
Not only the elders, but even Lone Tiger Divine Beggar looked at Chung Myung as if he had been smacked. And on Chung Myung's lips... a smile had bloomed. A particularly vicious-looking one.
"What... what did you say again?"
“...”
“Did you say my head wasn’t as good as the rumors?”
What Lone Tiger Divine Beggar had said was that his cleverness was exaggerated, but… it seemed that’s how Chung Myung heard it.
"Yeah, sure. That's fine. Oh, that can happen. But... what should we call someone more stupid than a stupid bastard?"
"You, you bastard...!"
“Now that the situation has changed, I suppose we could proceed with a reasonable negotiation.”
Chung Myung lightly flicked his sword and took a step toward Lone Tiger Divine Beggar. Lone Tiger Divine Beggar and the elders guarding him unconsciously took several steps back.
“There are bastards you can deal with through words.”
“...”
“But I’m too dumb for that, so let’s just talk with swords, you beggar bastard.”
The corners of Chung Myung's mouth twisted into a wicked grin.
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