Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 921
The gate of Mount Hua Sect was filled with people.
“Ah, I told you not to push!”
“No, this guy? You’re the one who barged in and now you blame others!”
“Barged in? I’ve been waiting in line since dawn!”
“Dawn? Daaaaaawn? I’ve been waiting here since last night, getting drenched in dew! You suddenly show up in the early morning and act like you came early! Unacceptable!”
“How, how can that be! Where are you bluffing.....!”
When the two tried to pick on each other, those standing nearby intervened.
“Are these yangban insane? Do they know what place this is!”
“This is Mount Hua, Mount Hua! Do they want to get struck by lightning?”
“If we get kicked out because of you, we might as well push you off a cliff!”
Yoon Jong, who saw the scene while sweeping the training field, mumbled with a blank face.
“Gol.”
“Yes, Sahyung.”
“Why did those people gather so much? What’s all that stuff?”
“No, what should we do if the man who will become Sect Leader in the future doesn’t even know that? Aren’t they the people who came to show their faces after hearing that Mount Hua Sect had come out of Bongmun?”
“...Like that?”
“It’s not much... No, there’s a lot.”
Jo-Gol cleared his throat as he looked at the endless line of people beyond the gate.
“It’s not that strange when you think about it. Even before Bongmun, Mount Hua had many visitors.”
“That’s true.”
“But people who weren’t able to meet us for three years are coming all at once to pay their respects, so it’s a matter of course. Moreover, the influence of Mount Hua has risen compared to before.”
Even before Bongmun, they had almost occupied the position of the representative sect of Shaanxi. In addition, this position was almost solidified by preventing the invasion of Evil Sects.
As it was public opinion that it would not be easy to reverse the situation even if Southern Edge Sect came out of Bongmun, all the influential people in Shaanxi were anxious to line up to enter Mount Hua.
Even outsiders who came to stand in line for Heavenly Comrade Alliance were gathering from afar, so it was clear that the line would not only not decrease but also increase as the days passed.
“What’s going on in this world...”
Looking at Yoon Jong shaking his head, Jo-Gol chuckled and laughed.
“I don’t know anyone else, but Sahyung needs to get used to this. When Sahyung becomes a Sect Leader later, Sahyung will have to deal with those people as Sect Leader.”
“....”
Yoon Jong looked at the people crowded at the gate with a tired face.
All of them? Him?
“No, no. It’s not that bad. Even now, it’s only to this extent. If it’s this much now, by the time Sahyung becomes a sect leader, the line might reach the entrance of Mt. Hua.”
“It, it can’t be to that extent...”
“Well, you’re saying something comfortable. That’s the minimum estimate.”
“Mi- Minimum?”
“Of course. When Sahyung becomes a Sect Leader, it’ll be at least another twenty or thirty years, right? Southern Edge Sect still needs to settle down, and Sasuk is still alive with his eyes open.”
“...The expression is a bit strange. Anyway.”
“What do you think Chung Myung will be like in thirty years?”
“....”
Chung Myung, not Mount Hua?
“Ch – Chung Myung? What would happen to him in thirty years...”
Yoon Jong fell silent.
“Until recently, he was Mount Hua Divine Dragon, and now he’s Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, and after about 30 years, well... He might become something like World Best Plum Blossom Invincible Sword Emperor (??????????(寰宇第一梅花無敵劍皇)).”
“...We should laugh together at jokes, but it doesn’t sound like a joke.”
“I’m not kidding?”
“....”
“If Sahyung is going to be the sect leader with that guy around, Sahyung will have to go through a lot of trouble.”
Jo-Gol chuckled. For the first time, Yoon Jong seriously considered handing over the position of sect leader to Jo Geol.
“...Sect leader must be having it tough, too.”
It was then.
“Mount Hua Divine Dragoooooon! No, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword! We, we’re in trouublleee!”
Someone leaped over Mount Hua’s gate like a lightning bolt, and shouted at the top of their lungs.
“...We have to deal with those yangban too.”
“I know.”
The two who confirmed Hong Dae-gwang, who had jumped over the gate, shook their heads together.
“Plum Blossom Island?”
“It is up to Jang Ilso.”
“Tha- That’s true.”
That’s so right, but it’s useless.
“But actually, that doesn’t really matter.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Chung Myung chuckled and said.
“In fact, Evil Tyrant Alliance is a constant one. It’s too obvious how those bastards are going to come out now.”
“And?”
“The variables are actually those bastards. The bald and malko bastards.”
“Ma- Malko....”
Of course, bald refers to Shaolin, and malko refers to Wudang.
“First, we must see how the malko will come out.”
Chung Myung giggled.
“No matter how tight they shut their gates, they won’t cover all of their ears, when they hear that the Namgung Family is defeating the Evil Tyrant Alliance, they will definitely seething and react.”
“...Certainly, that makes sense.”
Those who now desire honor restoration more than anyone else are none other than Wudang. No matter how much the Namgung Family fell in disgrace due to the tragedy of the Yangtze River, can that disgrace and anger be compared to that of Wudang?
“If it were me, I would have come out of Bongmun and rushed to the Yangtze River right away... But, unfortunately, there’s Sect Leader Heo Dojin there.”
Chung Myung scratched his cheek.
Heo Dojin’s thoughts are so predictable that it is rather difficult to predict.
“And more importantly than that, there’s that bald head...”
“Ugh.”
Hye Yeon, who was sitting in the corner, made a groaning sound.
However, Chung Myung ignored Hye Yeon’s response and continued speaking.
“Depending on how that yangban comes out, the situation will change a lot.”
“How do you think he’ll come out?”
“...What I think?”
“Yes, your thoughts.”
“If I may say so....”
Chung Myung had a strange look on his face.
“I think I know.”
“Yeah.”
“I hope it’s not true if possible. If a person has the least sense of shame, he won’t. But since he’s shameless, I guess that’s why.”
“What, what does that mean?”
“It’s really hard to explain, so if my guess is correct, by...”
It was then.
“Sect Leader!”
Creak!
Un Am rushed through the door. His face looked slightly pale.
“What’s the matter?”
Hyun Jong, who felt something unusual had happened, asked. Un Am opened his mouth with a bewildered expression.
However,
“Now!”
“...Huh?”
Before Un Am could finish his sentence, someone else spoke first. Everyone’s eyes went to Chung Myung, who had opened his mouth.
“At the gate.”
“....”
“Shaolin’s bangjang has arrived.”
“....”
“Right?”
Un Am looked at him blankly, as if he had just encountered a ghost, and nodded in confusion.
“How, how did you know? I rushed over as soon as I saw him.”
“Ha.”
Chung Myung chuckled and looked up at the ceiling.
“Geez, he really has no shame. Even a beggar would have more sense of shame. That rotten bald-headed bastard. A rich monk bastard is no better than a beggar.”
“....”
Hye Yeon’s head, sitting in the corner, blushed as red as a plum blossom.