Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1035
The boat on which Jang Ilso was riding moved further and further away from the riverbank.
Jang Ilso, who was sitting and watching the flowing river, heard Ho Gamyeong’s voice.
“Ryeonju-nim.”
“Hm?”
When Jang Ilso turned his gaze, Ho Gamyeong, who was rowing, calmly opened his mouth.
“May I ask one thing?”
Jang Ilso nodded graciously.
“As I say repeatedly, you can just ask. What’s new?”
After a slight hesitation, Ho Gamyeong spoke.
“I understand that Ryeonju-nim needs someone who has mastered Taoist martial arts to deal with Magyo.”
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“That’s right. However?”
“However, I don’t understand why it has to be this Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.”
“Hmm.”
Instead of answering, Jang Ilso smiled as if amused.
But for Ho Gamyeong, that smile alone was not a sufficient answer.
“If Ryeonju-nim were determined, Ryeonju-nim could involve not only Wudang but even Shaolin.”
“Indeed... that might be possible.”
This is not a matter of relationship. Magyo is a more serious problem than anything else for those living in Kangho.
But that also means that Jang Ilso has acquired a powerful trump card incomparable to anything else. If he had put his mind to it, he might have been able to move even Shaolin.
“If you need a sharp sword, wouldn’t it have been better to join hands with them? It is true that Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword cut off the arm of Black Dragon King, but it is not the sharpest sword in Righteous Sects....”
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“Tsk.”
Jang Ilso clicked his tongue as if he did not like it. Ho Gamyeong quickly bowed his head, apologizing.
“Gamyeong-ah.”
“Yes, Ryeonju-nim.”
“You sometimes miss the point in strange ways.”
Ho Gamyeong looked at Jang Ilso with questioning eyes and shared his thoughts.
“In my view, there are sharper swords within Righteous Sects. And there are swords that are easier to control. No matter how sharp Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword Association is, a sword that can even harm the person holding the hilt can never be called a renowned sword.”
Jang Ilso smiled and quietly nodded.
“You’re right. Your words make sense.”
“But why then...”
“Surely, as you said, Righteous Sects have swords that are easier to handle. Even more, there might be stronger and safer swords.”
“Yes.”
“But Gamyeong-ah. Why don’t you understand? If it’s not dangerous to me, it’s also not dangerous to others.”
“....”
“If it was an enemy that could be dealt with so easily, would there even be a need for me to cross this river? What I want isn’t a safe and sturdy sword. I want a bewitching sword (??(妖劍) /demonic/monster/phantom) that can perfectly cut off an enemy’s head, even if it means cutting off my arm.”
Jang Ilso’s eyes gleamed as he gently curved them into a smile.
“That’s why it has to be Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword. Do you understand now?”
Ho Gamyeong nodded slowly without saying a word.
However, contrary to his nod of approval, his expression was still not convinced at all. His thoughts remained unchanged.
‘...Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword is a very dangerous person.’
By Jang Ilso’s side, Ho Gamyeong fought many fierce battles and overcame numerous crises. Probably no one else in Evil Sects has been as steeped in the mire of warfare as Jang Ilso, excluding him.
His senses speak for themselves.
They say that Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword is more dangerous than any of the enemies they have faced so far. Perhaps several times more dangerous.
‘No, there is no need to discuss senses.’
It is said that there is no other sect that has expanded its influence in as short a period of time as Myriad Man Manor. That may be true. Except for Mount Hua.
“Because it’s dangerous.”
“So....”
“It’s not Mount Hua that’s dangerous; it’s us.”
“Hm?”
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders.
“That bastard, Jang Ilso, is like a venomous snake and will sting us whenever he gets the chance.”
“...Right.”
“So it is dangerous for the entire Mount Hua to enter that damn territory. If a problem arises, help should be available at any time.”
Hyun Jong kept his mouth shut.
Rather than entering Gangnam together, it would be better to distract Jang Ilso’s schemes by having Mount Hua watching closely from across the river. It certainly makes sense.
But... There is one thing that Chung Myung did not reveal.
“Please answer just one question.”
“Yes, Sect Leader.”
“The reason you don’t want to take the other disciples of Mount Hua... Is it because you’re worried about them? Or because it would be easier for you to move if something happens?”
“It’s the latter.”
A peculiar heat passed through Chung Myung’s eyes.
“This time....”
The corners of his mouth twitched.
“I really wanted to run wild.”
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders while looking at Hyun Jong, who seemed to be thinking about what to say for a moment.
“You don’t have to worry, Sect Leader.”
Chung Myung glanced back at those standing behind him.
“Honestly, they’re not that reliable, but at least I’m not going alone.”
Hyun Jong nodded slowly and reluctantly.
“I am...”
He then quietly looked at Chung Myung and the people standing behind him and spoke as if sighing.
“I still don’t know. What’s right and what’s wrong.”
“....”
“But I know one thing.”
For the first time, a smile appeared on Hyun Jong’s lips.
“What to do when I don’t have a choice... It’s just a matter of trust.”
“Sect Leader.”
“Remember one thing, Chung Myung.”
Chung Myung stared at Hyun Jong in silence. The hesitation was now gone from Hyun Jong’s face. Hyun Jong gazed at Chung Myung with deep, thoughtful eyes.
“If something happens to you in Gangnam.”
“....”
“Mount Hua will definitely hold Evil Tyrant Alliance, Myriad Man Manor, and Jang Ilso responsible for their sins. Even if it’s something you don’t want, even if that decision is a foolish one that pushes Mount Hua into further downfall than before.”
Hyun Jong’s voice no longer wavered or trembled.
“I will not hesitate.”
He looked each of them in the eye, one by one. The sharpness in his gaze proved that he was not just mouthing empty words.
“So....”
Faith and concern, worry and trust.
Hyun Jong’s voice contained it all with great weight.
“Be sure to come back alive.”
Chung Myung straightened up. Simultaneously, the other Mount Hua disciples also straightened their postures.
“Yes! Sect Leader!”
The disciples of Mount Hua present there all shouted at Hyun Jong, the Sect Leader.
Unfinished ties, lingering regrets, and new resolutions. Chung Myung’s gaze, containing all of that, turned to the land beyond the Yangtze River.