Chapter 81: Chapter 81
Hyeon-do walked through, piercing the gap between the confronting Zhongnan Sect and Mount Hua Sect.
“Junior Martial Brother. What is going on?”
“Senior Martial Brother!”
This time, Hyeon-jin’s chest puffed out.
Hyeon-do, who appeared in the current situation, was like a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.
“This time, our sect gained a very small amount of fame, received the Vice Strategist’s agreement, and decided to move to our old quarters. However, the Zhongnan Sect vehemently refused, so this incident occurred.”
Hyeon-jin emphasized the word ‘small’ while looking at the stiffened Cheong-u.
“You’re moving to the old quarters?”
Hyeon-do’s two eyes opened wide.
“When did our quarters change?”
At the entirely unexpected question, Hyeon-jin laughed awkwardly.
He had forgotten because his Senior Martial Brother had been roaming the murim recently, but he recalled that he had been holed up in Mount Hua and never went out during that time.
“The Zhongnan Sect has been using our old pavilion as their quarters.”
“Why would the Zhongnan Sect use our pavilion…?”
Hyeon-do’s voice lowered.
At the words that the Zhongnan Sect, out of all places, was using the Mount Hua Sect’s pavilion, his feelings were incredibly uncomfortable.
Soon, he cupped his fist toward Cheong-u.
“Nice to meet you. I am called Hyeon-do.”
“…I am called Cheong-u.”
“Haha. So you were the Wind Cloud Sword.”
Hyeon-do nodded his head.
The Wind Cloud Sword was a person who possessed considerable skill as an elder of the Zhongnan Sect.
“I didn’t think we would meet in the Alliance like this.”
“This Daoist also didn’t think I would meet a Daoist Friend like this.”
A strange current flowed between the two.
After a while, Hyeon-do opened his mouth.
“May I know why you are refusing to move pavilions?”
“Yesterday, we were suddenly told to move pavilions, so how can we agree to that?”
Cheong-u spoke calmly.
It was clearly different from his arrogant attitude just a moment ago.
It was understandable since the man in front of his eyes was an absolute master who had greatly shaken the current murim.
Because he was the Mount Hua Divine Sword who killed the White Snake God.
“Hmm. That makes sense.”
Hyeon-do nodded his head.
Even if it were him, if he suddenly heard such words, it would be something to refuse.
“Senior Martial Brother!”
When Hyeon-jin flared up at that.
“However, I heard that the pavilion the Zhongnan Sect is staying in is originally our pavilion.”
It was a dry voice.
However, the power contained within it was enough to steal Cheong-u’s soul.
“Then isn’t a concession also possible?”
“That is a matter from the distant past. If you try to argue about the past against the past, isn’t this world belonging to nature and not ours?”
“You mean the present is important.”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm.”
Hyeon-do, who was stroking his chin, turned his head.
“Junior Martial Brother. I have one thing I’m curious about.”
Hyeon-jin, who was looking at Hyeon-do who suddenly asked him with wonder, shined his eyes at the ensuing question.
“In the past, when Junior Martial Brother moved pavilions, did you receive separate permission?”
“No.”
Hyeon-jin asserted.
At that, the faces of the Daoists of the Zhongnan Sect crumpled all of a sudden.
They had forgotten, but that was what they did in the past when they moved their residence to the Mount Hua Sect’s pavilion.
No, it was even worse than now.
“What do you think?”
“…”
Cheong-u bit his lip.
“…That is also a matter of the past.”
“Is that so? Then may I ask one thing I’m curious about?”
A chilly aura swept down Cheong-u’s spine for a moment, but he asked cautiously.
“…What is it?”
“Why of all places did you move your quarters to our pavilion?”
“T-that was decided by the Alliance.”
“By the Alliance?”
“That’s right.”
“Daoist Friend.”
Hyeon-do, who called Cheong-u in a low voice, narrowed his eyes.
“My eyes are not knotholes.”
Hyeon-do’s voice sank.
It was a whisper that felt as if it had been pulled up from the deep sea.
“Until when do you think the Mount Hua Sect will pretend not to know the Zhongnan Sect’s actions?”
“Heup!”
The overwhelmed Cheong-u swallowed his breath.
Following that, the momentum that surged in an instant completely grabbed his body.
“Martial Uncle?”
“Why are you doing that?”
Looking at his martial nephew and senior martial brother who were wondering while looking at him from behind, he was shocked.
‘Th-this pressure, only to me…!’
Sending such an intense momentum to only one person was an art that could absolutely never be shown without outstanding internal energy operation skills.
“I heard you asking my Junior Martial Brother just now if he was going to become enemies with the Zhongnan Sect.”
“Senior Martial Brother?”
Hyeon-jin opened his two eyes wide.
“May I answer the question instead?”
Hyeon-do slowly pulled his chin in.
Following that, he opened his mouth with an appearance as if looking down at the Daoists of the Zhongnan Sect at a glance.
“It doesn’t matter even if we become enemies with the Zhongnan Sect.”
* * *
The Murim Alliance began to shake greatly.
The Mount Hua Sect and the Zhongnan Sect clashed!
The Mount Hua Divine Sword said he would personally settle things with the Zhongnan Sect!
Just the clash between the Mount Hua Sect and the Zhongnan Sect, who were of the Nine Great Sects and One Gang, was something to be talked about by gossipers.
But on top of that, since the absolute master Mount Hua Divine Sword who recently shook the murim intervened in between, it was a natural sequence for the rumor to spread quickly through the Murim Alliance as if it had sprouted wings.
And the center of such a rumor, the Mount Hua Divine Sword Hyeon-do, was smiling brightly.
“Cheon-hwi, it’s been a while.”
“It has been a while.”
Despite Cheon-hwi’s indifferent answer, Hyeon-do continued to stick close.
“Did anything happen?”
“If you mean an incident, it just happened.”
“Just now? Ah!”
Hyeon-do laughed lightly.
“It was something that was going to happen anyway.”
“That’s true.”
Thinking about it, it was correct.
Since they were in Shaanxi, a clash with the nemesis Zhongnan Sect was an unavoidable inevitability.
At that time, Hyeon-jin, who was watching the conversation between Hyeon-do and Cheon-hwi with a surprised face, parted his lips.
“It has been a while. Senior Martial Brother.”
“It’s been a while since I saw you too.”
“You have become much gentler.”
“You, on the other hand, have become upright.”
Hyeon-do and Hyeon-jin laughed facing each other.
Originally, the relationship between the two was just so-so, but after going through the recent events, there was trust in the gazes of the two.
“Where have you been all this time?”
Cheon-hwi asked Hyeon-do.
Because he had disappeared since the first day he arrived, saying he was going to see the Alliance Leader.
“I went back and forth here and there.”
Hyeon-do answered with a smile.
“For a month?”
“Haha. That’s right.”
Hyeon-do, who laughed ‘haha’, briefly looked at the empty air as if recalling that time.
Then, he put down his teacup with a thud.
“Other sects from the Nine Great Sects and One Gang came looking for me, saying they wanted to cooperate with our sect.”
Hyeon-jin’s eyes became round.
“If it’s other sects…”
“It’s Shaolin, Qingcheng, and the Beggars’ Sect.”
Hyeon-jin was startled.
If it were Shaolin and Qingcheng, he understood.
Because they were three of the four factions formed in the Murim Alliance right now.
They probably moved to hastily win over the Mount Hua Sect, which recently produced the Mount Hua Divine Sword and raised its reputation.
However.
“You mean the Beggars’ Sect?”
“That’s right.”
“The Beggars’ Sect has maintained neutrality for a long time. But why suddenly cooperate with our sect…”
“The Beggars’ Sect Leader personally came to me and wanted to join forces to create a faction.”
“You mean a faction?!”
Hyeon-jin’s buttocks bounced up.
It was the Beggars’ Sect that had advocated neutrality until now, no matter what happened in the Murim Alliance.
But a faction.
“He said that since the four faction war of the Alliance is getting too fierce right now and showing signs of shaking soon, he needs the power to maintain the balance.”
“But why suddenly the Beggars’ Sect, out of all places…”
“I guess he likes the current situation and wants to maintain it.”
Cheon-hwi intervened in the middle.
Only then did Hyeon-jin realize Cheon-hwi was there, and showed a difficult expression saying ‘Ah’.
“I think it might still be a complicated story for Cheon-hwi, so talking about it later is…”
“No, if it’s Cheon-hwi, it’s fine.”
“Yes?”
Hyeon-do laughed shallowly and continued his words.
“My thoughts are the same as yours. It seems the Beggars’ Sect didn’t like the current Murim Alliance, so they gave me information.”
His gaze shifted to Hyeon-jin.
“The Beggars’ Sect Leader said he heard that small fights are going back and forth in the current Murim Alliance due to the four faction war. Is that true?”
“Yes, it is true.”
Hyeon-jin answered in a small voice.
“Currently, the Murim Alliance is divided into a total of four factions. Shaolin and Emei, Wudang and the Zhongnan, Qingcheng and Kunlun, and finally an alliance of small and medium sects headed by the Murim Alliance Leader. Beyond checking each other, they are causing fights everywhere.”
“Are the Sword Pavilion and Diancang neutral?”
“I heard they are busy due to the succession issues of their own sects.”
“It’s just as I heard from the Beggars’ Sect Leader.”
Hyeon-do stroked his rough-grown beard once.
“Phew, it’s complicated as expected.”
Hyeon-do, who let out a deep sigh, drank the tea water in one gulp and then smacked his lips.
“Then I will now confess the story of why I came so late.”
Hyeon-jin began to bring out a serious expression.
“Except for the faction of Wudang and the Zhongnan, everyone wanted to hold hands with me.”
“As expected!”
Hyeon-jin’s eyes sparkled.
In the past, the Mount Hua Sect was in a position of being ignored not only by the Nine Great Sects and One Gang but also by the small and medium sects.
But to think that they had now become an existence that everyone reached out to.
For him, it was something to be overwhelmed with emotion.
“And so?”
In contrast, Cheon-hwi was indifferent.
‘Well, it’s not particularly surprising either.’
He had already grasped to some extent that it would be like that from the conversation just a moment ago.
“So I met them directly and also heard what they wanted.”
“What is it?”
Hyeon-do, who was looking at the excited Hyeon-jin, answered with a cold voice.
“The Alliance Leader position.”
In an instant, the inside of the room froze.
“If it’s the Alliance Leader position…?”
“They probably want to kick him out.”
“B-but when the Eight Great Clans left the alliance, the Nine Great Sects and One Gang made an agreement not to ascend to the Alliance Leader position if possible…”
“So everyone was thinking of setting up a proxy to ascend to the Alliance Leader position.”
Cheon-hwi let out an exclamation inwardly.
‘Wow, they’re using such a trick.’
It was a method that pierced the blind spot.
To think they were planning to put up a puppet because they couldn’t ascend to the Murim Alliance Leader position themselves.
It was a truly despicable method that the Unorthodox Faction or the Heavenly Demon Cult wouldn’t even think of.
That the Nine Great Sects and One Gang, which were called prestigious even within the Righteous Faction that boasted of being clean.
“The tide has already leaned. All of the Nine Great Sects and One Gang are trying to pull down the current Alliance Leader, and are each growing their factions. And our sect also had no choice but to intervene in that fiery war.”
Hyeon-do closed his eyes gently.
Recalling the Arhat Monk, the elder of the Qingcheng Sect, and even the Beggars’ Sect Leader who had come looking for him one by one, he shook his head.
“So I wandered around for a month, met them, and listened to their conditions.”
Hyeon-do’s pupils sank.
“About who to join hands with.”
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