Chapter 644

Chapter 644

Lets head back.

Heo Sanja turned around without saying another word. He didnt even wait for the disciples response. Coldness emanated from his very walk.

It wasnt behavior befitting a representative, especially when Heo Gong hadnt even regained consciousness. Still, none of Wudangs disciples dared to point out his error.

Mu Jin sighed softly as he watched Heo Sanja walk away into the distance.

Bring the elder. We will return to Wudang at once.

Yes.

He then looked at the sajaes, still in shock, and opened his mouth to speak.

Do not forget what the elder of Mount Hua said a moment ago.

The real winner is the one who gains more from this fight. The outcome of this spar may show a clear defeat for us, but if we truly learn something from it, we have nothing to be ashamed of.

yes.

Its just

Mu Jin closed his eyes.

I just feel like weve missed out on too much. It wasnt us who built up the reputation of being the best swordsman sect in the world; we merely assumed it was our full strength.

All the disciples of Wudang nodded at those words. They understood Mu Jins message.

We start again. From scratch. The disciples of the other sects are trying much harder than us, so we cannot afford to hold back and feel embarrassed before them.

We will keep that in mind.

Well try harder.

Right. We will.

Mu Jin nodded slightly.

As if his words offered them comfort, everyone began to find a task and moved out. However, Mu Jins heart grew heavy with all this.

The disciples of Wudang learned lessons from this spar.

But would the sect leader and the other elders readily accept the results?

Its unlikely.

They were the ones striving for a future envisioned, while the elders and sect leader believed the present was all that mattered.

When he changed their positions and thought about it, he didnt think he would want to be considered as a sect leader who was humiliated in front of the people by a ruining sect and gave up the title of the worlds best sword sect and best swordsmen to another.

Maybe this spar will change a lot more than I had imagined.

There was a high chance that the change would be in the direction that Mu Jin didnt want, but he had no strength to stop this. All he could do was just hope that the elders and sect leader wouldnt decide something which was the worst option.

Wait a minute.

After speaking to the disciples, Mu Jin began to walk towards Mount Hua like he had something planned.

This bastard!

You are unbelievable!

Oh my, you won over Wudang elder!

Just how far ahead can you go, you idiot!

The hands of the sahyungs began to pat the head of Chung Myung, who stepped down.

Tak! Tak! Tak!

All the dust which set on his head during the spar began to rise up and yet not a single disciple of Mount Hua cared about it, and just continued to pat his head.

Hahahah.

Chung Myung pointed to his stomach and said.

Well, we did something great, this is

Tak tak tak! Tak! Tak!

Th-this much is.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud thud! Thud!

You bastards! The more I am patient, the more you act out!

Rabbit!

Tsk, quick-witted brat!

The Mount Hua disciples who had been hitting him on the head by using the victory as an excuse, ran back as soon as Chung Myung noticed it.

Yoon Jong and Jo Gul grabbed the arms of Chung Myung, who was quickly trying to track them down and hit, and then smiled.

Chung Myung. Wudang is watching you.

Calm down a little.

No! I will not!

We didnt do it because we wanted to, not at all.

You should understand.

Ughh.

Chung Myung gritted his teeth, looking enraged. Yoon Jong, who observed him while holding back his anger and groaning like an animal, just shook his head.

Well, he truly is an amazing guy.

He didnt come to this conclusion because he defeated an elder of Wudang.

This was the picture that Chung Myung had painted in his head since the word spar was mentioned. Hadnt he already witnessed how many times the thoughtless actions of Chung Myung brought so much benefit to Mount Hua?

The reputation of this guy and Mount Hua will soar even higher now.

The victory in the spar wasnt the greatest achievement for Chung Myung. Actually, the win of the day paled in comparison to the war in the North Sea to take down the remnants of the Demonic Sect.

But this was about the position of Mount Hua.

From the perspective of the Central Plains, there was no way they would get news about what happened in the North Sea, which was many miles away. Actually, rumors about the North Sea didnt even reach the Central Plains.

Taking down the bandits and stabilizing the Green Forests influence were also acts that amounted to nothing when compared with the spar against Wudang.

After this, Chung Myungs acts and Mount Huas reputation will begin to spread again like wildfire throughout the world.

In the end, we got everything we wanted. That damned guy is

So true, right.

Baek Cheon and Yoon Jong simultaneously shook their heads, looking at Chung Myung surrounded by their sajaes.

Haha! You did something amazing!

No, that cannot be called great anymore!

Just how did you end up like this?

The disciples of Mount Hua were still having a hard time believing what they witnessed. They knew he was strong, but was there any way for them to know how strong he was?

But seeing Chung Myung today, they were sure of it. The guy who was beyond common understanding.

Well, no one will speak about that.

Chung Myung was drilling his ear a little angrily as the praises continued to pour in.

I won one spar, and the other people won once, too, so its the same win.

What? If you are itching to fight, I can give that to you.

It is not that

Mu Jin sighed. The last spar was so intense that he forgot just what kind of person Chung Myung was.

There is something I would like to seek advice on.

Hmm.

Chung Myung nodded gently.

Well, nice. Let us head over there.

Yes.

When Mu Jin turned first and headed to a corner, Chung Myung shrugged and followed him; well, he tried to.

It would have been like that if someone hadnt called Chung Myung.

Chung Myung.

Uh?

Baek Cheon was looking at him with a grin.

Leave the sword and then go.

Chung Myungs face contorted.

Why? Are you afraid I will start cutting people?

Ugh, guess not. Well, leave it alone.

No, still!

Chung Myung.

Un Geom smiled kindly at his side and nodded.

Leave it and go.

No one was on his side from the start.

Why leave the sword

Ah, forget it. Dont bother asking.

Muy Jin smiled bitterly as he looked at Chung Myung, whose lips were pouting.

Such an amazing person.

Kangho was a place ruled by strength. The strong were bound to receive better treatment. But in Mount Hua, well, no one seemed to be that scared of Chung Myung, who had just defeated an elder of Wudang.

Mu Jin knew how difficult that task was.

Heo Gong was also someone who went against formality and manners. Still, instead of people gathering around him, they all just shunned the man.

When Chung Myung first met him, he seemed different. Maybe Chung Myung has changed, or maybe Mu Jin did since their last spar, so he was able to see things he hadnt seen before.

So what?

Ah

Mu Jin hesitated for a moment and then said,

There is something I would like to ask the Taoist to teach me.

Yes. Tell me. It isnt something that I can teach, but I will do my best to answer it. I cannot commit to it.

that much is definitely impressive.

Seeing Chung Myung come out so shamelessly without any intention of hiding his nature made Mu Jin smile.

Taoist.

Yes.

Arent you the youngest of the disciples in Mount Hua?

Looking down on me now?

it isnt like that.

Why did this brat always take things the wrong way?

Mu Jin cleared his throat a couple more times to make sure no other misunderstanding would arise.

I know that Wudang and Mount Hua are different, but I still feel like asking. What should we do when a person of low status in the sect has a different opinion from the seniors?

Uh?

His voice was genuinely serious.

When what I think is right and what the elders think ends up being different, I dont know what to do as a disciple.

Chung Myung frowned slightly.

Hmm. I dont know why you are asking that to me.

Yes. True.

Dont you already know the answer to it?

Chung Myung looked straight into the eyes of Mu Jin and said.

People already know the answers to most of their problems. They just pretend not to know because they cannot bring themselves to think about it.

You shouldnt ask others, but ask your own heart. That is all I can say.

Mu Jin raised his head and looked at the sky. After a long look at the clouds, he lowered his head and bowed.

Thank you, Taoist.

It was nothing.

I hope I have a chance to see the sword of the Taoist the next time. Now right. There is no sword.

Tsk.

I guess Ill leave then.

Mu Jin bowed once again and turned around. His steps toward the Wudang side felt a lot lighter than before.

Chung Myung, who was staring at his back, soon burst into laughter.

Mu Jin was young.

Anyone who was willing to change and had passion in their heart deserved to be called young, no matter how old they were.

There surely was a limit to what could be done alone, but as long as there were people who questioned it, Wudang would not stay where they were now.

As I look at it, there is someone I can think of.

What happened to that guy?

Lee Song-Baek.

Chung Myung, who thought of that name, scratched his head in silence and turned.

The goal of being a strong person was achieved for now.

I need to head back now.

This was to be done before Hyun Jong started shedding tears in loneliness.

Well, I am sure he will like it since I am bringing a nice present.

A pleasant smile appeared on Chung Myungs lips as he ran back to Mount Huas disciples.