Return of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 256

Chapter 256 – What Opened? (1)

“… Kuak.”

Was it said that happiness and luck always come hand in hand?

Hyun Sang was aware of what it meant.

Once the blessing was met, it couldn’t be better than it. The martial arts of Mount Hua which was lost were now returned to the sect.

Of course, not all of the martial arts of past had returned, but what was needed was acquired this time, and it is enough to build Mount Hua.

Excluding the 24 Movement Plum Blossom Sword Saint, there were more than 20 more martial arts techniques in there.

So Hyun Sang isn’t tired even if missed sleeping or didn’t eat.

Just looking at these treasures laid out made him feel amazing. No alcohol could ever make him this drunk.

But it was also this which brought him anger.

“Huh, plum blossom… advanced level!”

“Uh?”

The people in the martial arts hall grabbed the book for Plum Blossom Full Body Combat and ran.

“Is advanced?”

“ten volumes!”

“Yes! We start now.”

“We will do that.”

At that time, a man on the call looked at Hyun Sang.

“But… head. shouldn’t we take a break? We are already at the 4th day.”

“Kuak. we aren’t even half way through this, how can we take a break? We need to do good work for sect leader, you idiots.”

“You are going to harm your health like this, I will inform sect leader.”

“No, do not take all these small troubles to the sect leader. Do you think I can get sleep?”

Looking at the blood red eyes, the man nodded.

The problem is simple.

In a short period of time, they had to check through the martial arts books and clarify that they work.

Why does one need such a procedure?

Usually, a place called a prestigious sect has at least more than hundreds of martial arts.

And it can be said that close to a thousand kinds of martial arts exist including the 72 Rituals that the Shaolin Sect keeps.

But, there is a limit to human skills. Just because there are a thousand books in one’s possession, it doesn’t mean a human can learn all of it.

Therefore, each sect has a system of analysing the martial arts which their disciples would learn, and they select a couple techniques they can learn according to the disciples’ aptitudes.

Therefore, Mount Hua too had a system of analyzing the martial arts. And, of course, the person who does it is the Martial Arts head, Hyun Sang, who is responsible for the martial arts within Mount Hua.

“Kuak. when will we finish this?”

Right, it isn’t an easy task.

It is difficult to grasp the contents of these many books and then assess the, but the bigger problem is that the level of techniques has gon beyond what Hyun Sang knew about.

Each one is a new martial arts, a martial arts which he hadn’t encountered till now.

From the current stagnant techniques he has to understand the new ones and decide which of them can be learnt by the disciples.

Hyun Sang rubbed his face with both hands. His eyes were red and looked at the members of the hall.

It was then.

“How is it?”

Hyun Young opened the door to the martial Arts Hall and entered.

“… it is tough.”

“Well, you aren’t such a person. Just take a break and do it again.”

“Do I have the time for that? even the sect leader cannot sleep right now.”

“tch tch. Weren’t you told to throw away such useless pride?”

“Pride?”

When Hyun Sang asked, Hyun Young nodded.

“Why does sahyung have to understand all of this? All you have to do is call Chung Myung and tell him to do it.”

“… Uh>”

Chung Myung?

Why is his name coming up suddenly?

“Chung Myung…?”

“isn’t Chung Myung better than sahyung?”

“…”

Hyun Sang went silent.

Uh…

That is true… that…

It cannot be denied.

He didn’t think about it, but in fact, now everyone acknowledges that Chung Myung is the strongest person in Mount Hua.

“But these are books which need to be checked. So…”

“Sahyung. Sahyung stop being so frustrated.”

“Uh?”

“Sahyung knows nothing about these martial arts either.”

“…”

“it is a matter of accepting and understand the new ones. Will the old people know it at all? Will the fast paced new ones have a better chance understanding it? don’t suffer and try finding Chung Myung.”

Seeing Hyun Young say that, Hyun Sang burst into laughter.

“Huhu. Chung Myung isn’t some kind of goblin, we keep looking for him whenever we need him for something.”

“Don’t try bringing him and the goblin as one. If even if we hit a goblin for a hundred days, would it be able to find the 24 Movement Plum Blossom Sword technique?”

“… true.”

It was an amazing thing to think about.

Each time Chung Myung touches something Mount Hua develops at an unbelievable rate. Compared to two and half years back and now, Mount Hua practically exploded in terms of growth.

“So sahyung stop suffering and go find Chung Myung.”

“Find you say. Did Chung Myung go somewhere?”

“I couldn’t see him around. I don’t know where he went. I had brought meat for him.”

… stop feeding him.

He will turn round because of you.

Shh

The hem of the clothes fluttered in the wind.

Chung Myung was laying on the eaves of the White Plum Blossom Boarding House resting comfortably.

‘Ah, now I will live.’

He had been too busy in his life. He couldn’t even remember taking a proper rest for a while. From Nanyang to Shaanxi and from Sichuan to Yunnan. Didn’t go around the central plains?

‘Now that I did everything I could, well.’

He filled the disciples with pills and gave them martal arts to learn. And by giving something to them, he created an atmosphere where he could practice on his own.

It can be said that the first goal set after returning to Mount Hua was finally achieved.

‘Should I stay idle for a while?’

Training doesn’t always need to rise higher. Sometimes adequate rests are better than intense training…

“Uh?”

At that moment Chung Myung saw someone strange enter the boarding house.

No matter how he looked, he didn’t seem like a disciple of Mount Hua.

“You?”

Chung Myung titled his head.

Why is there a beggar in Mount Hua… no, wait. Why does he look familiar?

“Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon?”

The beggar who found Chung Myung, began to run to him.

The eyes!

Papak!

The beggar jumped to the top of the eaves at once, and checked the face of Chung Myung and then shouted with a frown.

“You! how can you do this to me?”

“… who are you?”

“…”

The beggar’s face turned red from white and then black.

“it is me you bastard, Hong Dae-Kwang!”

“Uh… ah…?”

When Chung Myung looked like he didn’t know it yet. Hong Dae-Kwang pounded on his chest.

“I am Hong Dae-kwang, the branch head from Luoyang of the beggars Union! Did you lose your mind after going to Yunnan?”

“Ahh, mister beggar?”

“Right! Mister beggar… don’t call me that you idiot!”

Chung Myung looked at the man. Still, he had a pretty good time with his man in Sword Tomb.

“But why are you here?”

“Didn’t you hear?”

“About what?”

“Ugh. It seems like the second leader didn’t say anything. Didn’t you tell me to open a branch in Hua-Um?”

“I did ask for the beggars to come stay for information. But I never asked you to open the branch.”

“If there are several beggars in one place a branch has to be set up. And what is wrong with having a beggars union branch? If we set up a hut and have beggars in, it is a branch.”

Uh.

True.

“So?”

“I came to the branch as the branch head in Hua-Um.”

“… really?”

“I did, you brat! How much hard work did I had to do to get permission for this?”

Hong Dae-kwang spoke like it was unfair.

Hong Dae-Kwang, burst into anger at the sight of Chung Myung not appreciating it.

“You should be happy! Happy!”

“No… well… any beggar is the same.”

“It is different from any beggars, I am different fron other beggar! I am a person who is having a important role in the Beggars Union!”

“But Beggars Union must have a lot of people lik you.”

“Kuak!”

Hong Dae-Kwang clenched his fists.

‘He doesn’t give a gap for anyone to take an upper hand.’

If he was lucky he wouldn’t be beaten by him again.

Hong Dae-Kwang is also a skilled person but this monster in front of him is no joke. Wasn’t he the one who fought with the elder of Wudang inside the Sword Tomb?

“And, it seems real.”

“What?”

“There is a saying that you fought the elders of the Tang family and won. It is such absurd information that we are checking the authenticity of it.”

“Ah, that.”

“yes, is that true?”

Chung Myung looked at Hong Dae-kwang and then extended his hand ahead.

“… what?”

“Even if you are beggar, this is your work, and you are here to get information, so you need to pay the price right? And Mister didn’t give me free information so I won’t either. We need to make sure we have a deal.”

“This thief! Are you trying to make money from a beggar?”

“Well, it is convenient. Sometimes you are a beggar, sometimes an informant. Let’s chose what you want when it comes to living.”

“Kuaak.”

Hong Dae-Kwang made a sound of pain and then pulled out a bottle from the waist and held it to Chung Myung.

“Here.”

“What>”

“Don’t see this? It is alcohol!”

“Money works fine for me.”

“Even if I die it cannot happen you bastard! Every time I receive information in the branch I will pay you!”

“Ah. Who will believe that? hehe.”

As Chung Myung laughed, Hong Dae-Kwang bit his lip.

‘he is like a pig.’

From where did such a young man learn to drag things for this advantage? Why is he this cheeky?

“You didn’t sip it right?”

“new one! A new one!”

“Thank you then!”

Chung Myung immediately opened the bottle and took a sip. It was so refreshing and sweet smelling that anyone who saw it was drooling.

“Kuak! tastes nice.”

“Kuak. a taoist is here….”

Hong Dae-Kwang, who wanted to say something, went back to the main point.

“Now that you drank it, tell me if that is true or not. Is It true?”

“Well, I did beat up one of the old ones.”

“… so it is true. oh my!”

Hong Dae-Kwang looked at Chung Myung in surprise.

‘How can such a man exist?’

Even when fighting the elder of Wudang he thought Chung Myung is a monster, but now it felt like he could win against the elder of Wudang with this information.

And if Hong Dae-Kwang hadn’t seen Chung Myung in action, he wouldn’t have accepted this information.

‘I have seen him fight, so there is no need to not believe it.’

No, more than anything, that innocent and weak look on the face makes him look absurd. To this guy. Defeating the elder of Tang can be nothing.

‘No, I couldn’t know if it was nothing.’

Actually, Hong Dae-Kwang was a bit confused when this report came in.

And Chung Myung said,

“But why are you here?”

“Ah! Right!”

Hong Dae-Kwang clenched the hand and looked at him.

“Come on, thank me. I brought you important information.”

“Eh?”

“it is something Mount Hua will find out about soon, but…”

“There is no way the stakes will go up if you wait too long, just spit it out.”

“Kuak.”

It was like this disciple had no quiet corner within him.

Hong Dae-kwang mumbled and said.

“The Shaolin has moved.”

“… what about it?”

“I said the Shaolin moved!”

“So what?”

“…”

Chung Myung looked at him with the same expression and Hong Dae-Kwang couldn’t believe this.

“Uh… the Shaolin sect who were holding their breath, decide to move?”

This bastard did he not know the meaning of what I said?

When Hong Dae-kwang was about to add something, Chung Myung said.

“it feels like they are on their way to pick something and eat.”

“Uh?”

“Normally too they are like thuds. Usually, they do all sorts of serious things with others, but when they have to pick and eat something they run by holding their robes up.”

“…”

Hong Dae-kwang’s eyes trembled.

There will be only one person in the world who can speak like this about Shaolin.

“So what about the move?”

“… looks like they are holding a completion.”

“Uh? A competition?”

At this, Chung Myung seemed to have some interest. Hong Dae-Kwang nodded.

“Right. It looks like they are holding a huge Murim Competition! Seems like they are throwing it in Mount Song!”

“What opened up?”

Calm gaze of Chung Myung opened up.

“M-Murim…”

“a Murim Competition.”

“R-right.”

“So a conference of sort?”

“Right.”

“… a competition where all the Nine Great Sects will participate?”

“It is a competition being held by the Shaolin sect, of course….”

It was then, Chung Myung rushed in and grabbed him by the neck.

Hong Dae-Kwang retreated in fear.

“W-why is with you>”

“Letter.”

“… Huh.”

“Where is the letter?”

“…”

It had been a long time since Chung Myung’s eyes turned.

“be it Murim competition or shit. Where is the letter for me to participate!”

You did good, you bastard!

I will come and pull all yours hair out!