Chapter 552: It Is Damn Nice To Meet You! (2)

Chapter 552: It Is Damn Nice To Meet You! (2)

Thank you so much!

The lamas diligently prepared and returned the smiles of the Mount Hua disciples, who had finished their preparations first.

It appears you are ready to depart.

there was no preparation at all.

With a slightly flustered expression, Baek Cheon confessed. They hadnt even had the chance to unpack their luggage, given they used the lamas tent and merely repacked what theyd previously removed. The only thing they had taken was water.

Thank you so much for your warm welcome to our weary guests.

Its nothing.

Jain, the Lama, clasped his hands together on behalf of everyone present.

Please, be caref-

At that moment.

Uhg!

Uh?

Upon hearing the sudden noise, Baek Cheon turned to see Chung Myung hauling a cart.

Why was he behaving so abruptly?

Everyone turned their curious gaze in that direction. Chung Myung then hoisted a large sack of grain and, walking over, set it down in front of the Lama.

Take this.

What is this?

Just some grain. Enjoy while you travel.

Baek Cheon was taken aback. Who was he? The other disciples of Mount Hua gaped, jaws dropping as though they were unhinged.

Oh dear.

To think Chung Myung, of all people, was giving something to someone else.

Did the sun rise from the west today?

Of course, it wasnt that Chung Myung was never generous to others. Just occasionally, very oddly, there were moments when he chose to give rather than to take.

However, that only happened when he stood to gain from his generosity or when his opponent was an underdog in a particularly challenging situation.

What possible advantage could it be for Chung Myung to offer this to the Potala Palace, an entity he might never encounter again?

Its alright. There is

Take this.

Chung Myung cast a glance at the child.

Judging by the size of your luggage, it doesnt look like you brought enough food. Nonetheless, you should have something to eat for the return journey. Traversing through the meadow will not be easy on an empty stomach. And

Adults can endure hunger, but the children should eat as much as they can.

Upon hearing that, Jain laughed, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Then, accept my thanks.

Certainly.

Chung Myung raised an eyebrow at the sight of the disciples staring at him in shock and disbelief.

What?

are you feeling sick?

We should head to Mount Hua promptly. This could spell trouble otherwise.

Sahyung! I shall take his pulse immediately!

Wait, what were they doing!

Chung Myungs eyes widened, yet Baek Cheon simply stared back, bemused.

His eyes appear normal

Whats the issue with my eyes now?

When someone goes mad, their eyes are the first to change.

I see

With a resigned expression, Chung Myung let out a sigh.

Alright then please return this now.

These damned things.

At that moment, the Panchen Lama, who had been tidying up the premises, ventured out to welcome them, accompanying the Great Living Buddha and his fellow lamas.

Om Mani Padme Hum.

The Panchen Lama chanted with a warm smile gracing his features.

Your journey back to the central plains will be a lengthy one. Take care.

Likewise for you. We wish you nothing but the best on your path.

Baek Cheon, acting as spokesperson, responded with a respectful bow.

And now.

Disciples from Mount Hua gathered around the cart one by one. Hae Yeon, who was left behind, bowed to the Panchen Lama.

I regret that I couldnt learn much due to the constraints of time.

The Panchen Lama responded with a smile.

He was tormented, maybe by something else; he could not find discipline because of these disturbances. It was rumored that even when Buddha was training under the Bodhi tree, the cows would try to disrupt his meditation.

Amitabha! Amitabha! Retreat, you demons!

Stop shouting aimlessly and steer the cart in the right direction.

Ughhh.

Meanwhile, Chung Myung, who was perched atop the luggage, lay flat on his back, tuning into the conversation below.

Usually, he would have interrupted with a joke, but the words he heard the previous night continued to echo in his mind.

Sitting down, Chung Myung smiled as he gazed at the sky.

No matter how much I ponder, his words remain cryptic.

What could he possibly know? Damn it.

Though unaware of a sages virtues to decode the Panchen Lamas words, Chung Myung, from the beginning, didnt give excessive importance to what was said.

This was, after all, not crucial for him.

To thwart the Heavenly Demon, about whom no one knows anything, he would have to amplify the strength of Mount Hua and the alliance.

We can address the other issues later.

Obviously, Chung Myung had made his decision, and he stood up, exclaiming loudly.

Even a slug would crawl faster than this! Can you not pull any quicker! Theres no snow, so why are you so slow!

the true devil.

Do not speak in such a manner, Sasuk. Even the devil would flee at the sight of that scoundrel. Why would you equate him to the devil?

I agree.

Upon hearing the disciples of Mount Hua conversing, Chung Myung couldnt suppress his grin.

Would you like a clear demonstration of what it means to be a devil?

Huh?

Ehhh!

Chung Myung hopped off the luggage he was perched on and found a spot at the front of the cart.

Judging by the tasks, it appears things have become somewhat simpler for you.

Uhh?

This is all training, so it cannot be easy. If it is easy, then how is it training? The harder it is, the more training-like it seems!

W-what are you going to Ahhh! You fiend!

Suddenly, the cart became unbearably heavy.

Even as the cart halted, Baek Cheon, unable to curb his momentum, hurled himself into the handle and cried out. Not only that, but the sound of anguish and grunts of pain echoed.

W-wait!

Ohhhh! My ankle! Its broken!

That maniac!

A glint of madness shimmered in Chung Myungs eyes.

Training! Get back to training! How in the world will you survive an encounter with the Demonic Sect in your current weak state? I will forge your body to be twice as resilient and powerful before we reach Mount Hua! Start running!

You bumbling fool!

What is this ghost even doing! How are we supposed to catch him!

The agonized cries of the tortured disciples filled the air, but they only spurred Chung Myung to exert more force on the cart.

The disciples of Mount Hua strained under the weight, pulling the cart with every ounce of strength.

The priority is for Mount Hua to grow stronger.

Impending chaos loomed in the near future.

Only ones personal strength could shield the world from the ensuing chaos. Regardless of the method employed, Mount Hua must strengthen itself immediately.

And!

Me as well.

In days gone by, he was capable of tackling challenges alone, without endangering lives to eliminate a high priest. But presently, he needed help from his sahyungs.

In his current state, incapable of even battling a real high priest alone, the Heavenly Demon was an overwhelming prospect.

I need to become stronger, beyond my present ability.

Chung Myung muttered to himself. The sahyungs glanced back at him, but he was already deep in thought.

Exchanging silent glances, they firmly gripped the cart handle with their hands clenched tightly, turning almost white in determination.

Lets go!

To Mount Hua, immediately!

Damned training! Training!

Run!

Each of them used all their strength to pull the cart, which was now heavier yet moved faster than before.

The pristine white land spanned the North Sea, creating an illusionary spread, while the golden terrain crossed the grassland, stretching to the horizon.

The place they had left behind

The cliffs which had previously seemed friendly.

They headed towards Mount Hua.