Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 938
Paaaaaat!
Bop Jeong’s feet, which leaped over a dozen zhang at once, hit the ground again without a break. He effortlessly jumped over mountains blocking his path and crossed flowing rivers, moving forward continuously.
Behind him, a group dressed in Shaolin’s iconic yellow robes followed.
Three hundred Shaolin martial artist monks.
Is there anyone in the world who would not be intimidated by such a sight? It was a sight that seemed to symbolize the power of Shaolin itself.
However...
The faces of the monks following Bop Jeong were all pale, not befitting their lofty reputation. Their legs, kicking off the ground, seemed like they might give out at any moment.
“Ba- Bangjang!”
Bop Kye, who followed Bop Jeong right behind, called in an urgent voice. But Bop Jeong didn’t even turn his head.
“Bangjang! The disciples can’t keep up anymore. We must slow down!”
Only then did Bop Jeong’s head turn back. The emotion on his face was not concern, but deep blue anger.
“We can’t slow down.”
“There will be stragglers!”
“It doesn’t matter!”
Bop Kye flinched involuntarily at the harsh tone of Bop Jeong’s voice.
Bop Jeong’s tightly bitten lips seemed to speak of his determination.
“Those who fall behind will be left behind. They can rejoin us later at the Yangtze River! Right now, the priority is to reach the Yangtze River as quickly as possible!”
“But....”
“It’s a matter of competing against time!”
“But Bangjang! Even if we could reach the Yangtze River at best, it would be useless if the disciples were exhausted and unable to fight!”
“I said it’s fine!”
Bop Jeong declared firmly.
“If the Namgung Family were not there, it might be different, but as long as Namgung is there, we don’t need full strength. It’s enough to overpower Eighteen Water Fortress of the Yangtze River!”
“...B- But, still...”
“Stop talking and speed up!”
“...Understood!”
A fierce blue light blazed in Bop Jeong’s eyes.
‘We can’t delay any longer.’
He had already made several mistakes. If the situation worsens, it might become irreparable. He couldn’t stand by and watch Shaolin’s reputation fall to the ground during his time.
Crisis always presents an opportunity.
The current situation was worse than the worst, but if Shaolin could reach the Yangtze in time to defeat Eighteen Water Fortress of the Yangtze River and rescue the Namgung Family, they could turn the situation around in an instant at once.
Even more so, Bop Jeong could not afford to miss this opportunity. He simply couldn’t.
‘Faster!’
All they have to do is arrive before Jang Ilso.
Strength is always relative. It’s impossible for Shaolin’s force alone to oppose the entire Evil Tyrant Alliance. But if the opponent is just Eighteen Water Fortress of the Yangtze River?
Joining forces with Namgung, without waiting for Kongtong or Peng Family, should be enough to subdue the Yangtze River.
No, even if it is difficult to do that much, it is possible to get the Namgung Family to escape from the island without harm.
Then, all they have to do is wait for other sects to join and take care of the rest.
The most crucial thing now was to reach the Yangtze River before Myriad Man Manor.
“Hurry up, immediately!”
“Yes!”
The yellow line of Shaolin monks raced towards the Yangtze River.
* * *
“So, what I’m saying is...”
“.......”
As the words continued quietly, the swollen cheeks slightly twisted and puffed up again.
‘...He’s about to explode, isn’t he?’
‘Still, we’re in the presence of Sect Leader, it can’t be.’
‘No, he seems about to explode?’
But soon, the cheeks that seemed ready to burst slowly deflated along with the reddening of his face.
Hyun Jong coughed loudly, his face reddening.
‘As always, this man’s eyes change the moment he hears about the common people.’
It is pathetic, but....
‘That’s his good part.’
Chung Myung appreciated Hyun Jong’s such foolishness. No, he looked up to it. Being foolish out of ignorance is stupidity, but being foolish despite knowing better is admirable.
“So, first of all, responding to requests for support is....”
“.......”
Hyun Jong added, seeing Chung Myung’s still frustrated expression.
“We are not going to get involved in the war in the Yangtze River. Why don’t we just get the people there to evacuate quickly? Do you think Shaolin or the other sects currently rushing to the Yangtze have the capacity to worry about that?”
“...That bald head can’t pay attention to such things even on a normal occasion. Since he has no side hair.” (It is a word play. ‘side hair’ is monophone with ‘adapting head/brain’, means having no flexibility/is stubborn.)
“...R- Right. There is no peripheral hair.”
Yoon Jong quietly asked Baek Cheon.
“Does Sasuk think the Sect Leader understands what he’s saying?”
“Does he?”
“.......”
Hyun Jong, who blurted out words that should never be said to a bald man, hinted at Chung Myung again.
“So, before the damage gets worse... shouldn’t we do something?”
Chung Myung heaved a deep sigh.
‘I didn’t expect this.’
This war is more likely to spread than expected. Then, who would suffer the most?
Shaolin? Water fortress? Namgung Family or Myriad Man Manor?
Not at all.
The greatest victims would be the common people living near the Yangtze River. The warring martial artists have their own objectives and willingly participate in the conflict, so their deaths are their own business. But what about the common people who get caught in the crossfire while just trying to live peacefully?
That’s why Hyun Jong comes out like this. To reduce even one more unfortunate death that might happen.
“Chung Myung.”
“.......”
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“.......”
“Chung Myung-aaaaaaaah!”
“Ah! I got it, I got it!”
Chung Myung shouted irritably as if he had had enough. He then glared at everyone with a fierce look.
“Instead! No matter what happens, we are not getting involved in the Yangtze River’s war! Absolutely not! Even if those bastards attack first, I am running away, not fighting! I’m not doing anything good for that big bald head!”
“Of course, of course! That’s understandable! This is purely about humanitarian aid for the common people! I have no intention of fighting either. Not even a bit!”
“Tsk!”
With a look of dissatisfaction, Chung Myung turned his head away sharply.
‘Fools.’
The moment they heard that the common people were in danger, their eyes changed immediately. No matter how much he told them to think of themselves first, it seemed his words didn’t even reach their ears.
However....
‘Yes, that’s how Mount Hua should be.’
This must be what Hyun Jong meant when he spoke to Bop Jeong. In order for Mount Hua to be Mount Hua, this request cannot be refused.
“Alright.”
“Oh!”
“We’ll go. Let’s go! We just need to get people out of here!”
“Yes, yes!”
“Ei. Come on! What a situation...”
Before more groans could escape from Chung Myung’s mouth, Hyun Jong urgently shouted.
“Hyun Young! Hyun Sang!”
“Yes, Sect Leader!”
“Get all the disciples ready! We are leaving for the Yangtze River immediately. Remember, the sooner we arrive, the more people we can save!”
“Yes, Sect Leader!”
The atmosphere in the room heated up.
And so... the decision was made for Mount Hua to head to the Yangtze River.