Chapter 548: I Will Definitely Protect It This Time! (3)

Chapter 548: I Will Definitely Protect It This Time! (3)

The cart glided swiftly across the icy terrain, carrying the disciples of Mount Hua on their journey back home. Despite the hardships they faced, they found joy in pulling the cart or at least, that was how it was supposed to be.

Huk! Huk! Huk! Huk!

Oh my, at this rate, I might as well drop dead!

S-sasuk! It feels like the cart has become five times heavier since we started.

its not just a feeling. It actually is heavier.

Crack!

The ice cracked beneath their weight as they journeyed onwards. Even the slightest deceleration threatened to shatter the ice and swallow the cart.

In the midst of this perilous situation, a venomous voice emerged from within the cart.

Dont you dare stop! Who gave you permission to rest? Resting means sinking! Hurry before the ice gives way!

What was the deal with that devil? They couldnt even lay a hand on him.

As the days went by, the disciples of Mount Hua struggled to hold back their bitter tears as they heard the shouts of Chung Myung, whose humanity was fading away in their eyes.

No, what exactly What are you carrying?

It was only natural for the weight to feel this heavy when there was so much luggage piled up. But even after considering the weight, the burden they were pulling felt much heavier.

In a weak voice, Jo Gul spoke up at that moment.

That before we set off

Huh?

I heard that Lord Seol So-Baek dragged and loaded all the remaining cold steel in the Ice Palace into

What?

Baek Cheons eyes trembled at this.

No. The cold steel is the amount we chose to trade in the future! And we didnt even pay any money for it, so why did he give that already!

That is a deal, and this a gift the trade can be done later and be calculated in the future.

Baek Cheon couldnt even respond to it and raised his head, the face of Seol So-Baek smiling down on them from the clear sky of the North Sea.

Palace Lord.

Thank you thank you so much for putting your heart and mind into

It was Baek Cheon who became aware that sometimes good intentions might not necessarily bring joy to those who receive them.

This damned cart is too sturdy!

He should have anticipated this predicament, given that the cart was constructed from black iron. How could humans endure by only focusing on the immediate future?

Amitabha. Disciple Baek Cheon, please refrain from becoming excessively enraged.

Meanwhile, Hae Yeon, who was leading the cart, smiled with his radiant head.

It might be challenging for us, but wouldnt it improve Mount Huas finances if we bring these gifts back? If we consider that, its not too difficult to do.

Observing Hae Yeons carefree smile, Baek Chen also smiled radiantly.

Youre a Shaolin disciple, you foolish person.

Why was he so pleased about enhancing Mount Huas financial situation?

It was a question that was anticipated. However, when Hae Yeons bright smile came into view, he couldnt bring himself to ask it.

There was a sense of inherent wrongness, yet Hae Yeon seemed so happy

Ah, hurry up already!

Kuaaak! Then come down and help me drag it!

No. Its too cold.

Who isnt feeling cold here? Who here has hair like a bear!

Ughh! The wheels! The wheels might fall off!

Ackkk!

Baek Cheon clenched his teeth and struggled to pull the cart.

People often wondered, Why do you foolishly run on ice? But running on snow and running on ice were two completely different things.

The disciples of Mount Hua chose the quickest yet most dangerous route possible.

Come on, guys! Drag it faster! Pull harder!

Ughhh!

I swear Im dying! Why is it more difficult than when we came?

They were gasping for breath, constantly complaining, but the cart continued to move forward.

Ughh.

I swear Im dying.

The weary disciples of Mount Hua huddled together in their pitched tent and collapsed one by one. They were exhausted to the bone, their bodies aching and on the verge of breaking.

Their joints were misaligned, a consequence of the constant strain and lack of rest to prevent the cart from sliding into the icy wilderness.

I cant even stand up straight.

My knees wont extend

Soso, the spit

Soso has perished.

Having used up all of their strength for the first time in a while, they groaned as they sprawled across the floor.

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Chak!

Chung Myung pushed aside the opening of the tent and shouted loudly as he entered.

You dont want to eat?

Ugh, this fucking bastard!

Unable to handle it, Baek Cheon threw the bag he was holding at Chung Myung. Before Chung Myung could react, Baek Ah jumped up from his shoulder to grab the bag and secure it.

Kiiiiik!

She was furious as if she were on fire.

whats up with her temper?

Because it isnt rice?

In the end, both the man and beast were the same.

Do not relax so soon. Like I mentioned before, the grasslands tribes do not welcome the people of the Central Plains.

If you leave the Central Plains, no one will welcome you.

this is the reality of life.

Baek Cheon let out a bitter laugh.

Well, I want to avoid any pointless fights so we can move quietly. Once we cross these grasslands, we should be able to move without any issues. We can talk to our hearts content there.

You nag so much

This bastard!

Jo Gul received a kick from Baek Cheon and groaned as he fell down. It was admirable how he remained determined and continued to speak his mind, even after being beaten. It seemed that the nature of people couldnt be easily changed.

The winter grassland resembled a wasteland, lacking color at first sight. However, the Mount Hua disciples running across it wore bright smiles on their faces.

No slipping!

I can feel the ground beneath my feet!

Sago! Sago! The wind blows, but it doesnt send shivers down my spine!

This is a land for people to live in!

Chung Myung peeked out and smiled in response to their joyful words.

Did I push them too hard?

After a while, they would appreciate the sight of the blue sky

In that peculiar joy, the cart carried on with its journey.

In the North Sea, only the white land was visible, but here, they could witness a multitude of colors. Even the vast plain, devoid of any low mountains, could become dull.

Sasuk.

Yes.

The sun had now fully set. Baek Cheon scanned the surroundings and spoke,

Lets find a suitable place to settle down for the night. Theres no need to push ourselves unnecessarily and risk delaying our journey even further.

Travelers must be cautious when the surroundings change, as the fluctuating temperatures and unfamiliar situations could sap their energy and weaken their bodies.

Finding the right place

At that moment,

Uh? Sasuk?

Uh?

Do you see something up ahead?

Uh?

At Yoon Jongs words, Baek Cheon looked in that direction and saw the seemingly endless flat land, where they could clearly make out a few things. Tents.

Are they nomads?

Baek Cheon felt a bit uneasy.

What should we do now?

He certainly wanted to find a safe place to rest, but if possible, he wanted to avoid encountering the nomads. Who knew what kind of trouble could arise from that?

Should we steer clear?

Sasuk.

Uh?

Just then, Chung Myung spoke with his usual gruff voice.

Water?

In the North Sea, we could survive by eating snow or something, but from now on, finding water will be challenging. There seems to be a pond in front of that tent; should we refill our supply?

Now that you mention it, we definitely should.

Baek Cheon nodded in agreement.

Youre right. Lets make our way to that tent and try not to provoke them too much.

Agreed!

Off we go.

The disciples of Mount Hua slowly pulled the cart and approached the tent, which was almost like a dot, and it began to get bigger.

At that time, Baek Cheon, who was inspecting the tent, said,

Chung Myung.

Hmm.

Doesnt this seem like

Right.

Tang Soso, who overheard the conversation, tilted her head.

What do you mean?

It isnt a tent used by the nomads. How many times have you seen their tents put up this way?

Yes, right.

But that one has a different shape, and the pattern engraved on the cloth is unfamiliar to me. Something I havent seen before

Baek Cheon furrowed his brows as Yoon Jong cautiously asked.

What should we do?

well, lets continue for now. We need water.

They carefully maneuvered the cart, making sure not to attract any attention or instill a sense of threat, and stopped near the tent.

Simultaneously, the entrance of the tent swung open abruptly, revealing three individuals stepping out.

Uh?

Baek Cheon was shocked as he observed the attire of the individuals who had emerged.

This?

No.

Chung Myung revised his statement slightly.

To be precise, they are not them.

The unexpected arrival of these people left all the disciples of Mount Hua frozen in place.