Chapter 317 – Be It Shaolin Or Something Else (2)

The cross legged abbot was being looked at by someone.

Except for the impressive white beard that has grown to the chest, the abbot was like any old monk who can be seen everywhere.

No one will pay any attention to this old monk if he doesn’t wear the robes of Shaolin. To that extent, the appearance was ordinary.

But sometimes this man thought.

‘How many things does this man have in his head?’

Shaolin;s sect leader.

Abbot

Some say that the abbot is the sect leader of Shaolin, but the presence is too weak.

The sect leader of Shalin who had left deep footprints in the mighty generations is because only the highly skilled people can become the sect leaders of Shaolin.

Compared to the people of the past, the current one looked too easy. As a result everyone thought he lacked the ability to lead Shaolin.

But this monk didn’t think so.

He, who was the closest observer of the abbot knew very well about this ordinary looking old man who wasn’t lacking in anything.

No, perhaps, in terms of the abbot of Shaolin, he might be better than any other abbot.

“Abbot.”

The abbot, who was sitting cross legged, opened his eyes slowly.

Seeing the monk sit in front of him, he spoke with a soft smile.

“What is the reaction of the public?”

“Amitabha. It is as the abbot wanted.”

“I see.”

The abbot spoke with a calm voice. It is like hearing the warm sun. it is like the most normal thing.

Seeing this calmness, the monk said.

“Abbot.”

The abbot smiled.

“Your voice is shaking.”

“… I apologize.”

“Right. If you have anything to ask, ask it.”

The abbot nodded his head and the monk asked

“Did you plan all of this from the start?”

The abbot laughed at the question.

“A question must be asked by first conveying the right meaning to the other person. What is the question you are trying to ask?”

“…abbot…”

The monk gently lowered his gaze and looked at the four contestants names.

“Is this the picture you drew from the start?”

The abbot laughed.

“You are wondering about something that doesn’t have much meaning? What about it if I did or not? The important thing is that a lot have happened.”

The monk took a deep breath.

As he thought he wanted to believe the abbot painted all the pictures.

Reason?

Very simple. Because now is the best situation Shaolin could have.

What was Shaolin aiming for through this competition?

‘Unity.’

Right. In other words, it is harmony.

“… the people often misunderstand.”

The monk continued to speak looking at the abbot in the room.

“Unity is something that can be created when we make concessions and understand each other.”

“How can that be misunderstood?”

“Because we forgot one important thing.”

The voice of the monk strengthened.

“In order to understand each other and yield to another, it is essential to understand the position of others accurately. Wasn’t the abbot trying to make the Nine Great Sects One Union understand it?”

The abbot just sighed lowly and didn’t say anything.

“Coming all the way here, this foolish man seems to know what the abbot was aiming for. Except for Shaolin, not a single disciple of the Nine sects can be shown to the public. And coincidentally, it is Mount Hua which is rivalling us in the place of Nine Sects.”

It is more meaningful than one knew that Nine Great sects except fo Shaolin didn’t occupy a position in the competition.

And what makes the meaning even deeper is the rise of Mount Hua.

If Shaolin can win this competition then the Nine sects will be stuck between Shaolin, who has sown off its strength as the head of the Nine sects, and Mount Hua which is growing at an incredible speed.

If that happens, the Nine Great sects will have to hold the hands of Shaolin. Because there can be no better way to restore the honor of Shaolin who proved their worth again.

In the end, it is everything that Shaolin planned.

‘It isnt Shaolin but the direction of abbot.’

For a moment, the monk felt a chill run down in his spine.

Hidden in that gentle smile is demon which can shake the world. But how many people knew it?

Those who do not know the true nature of the abbot will think of him as a plain man.

“Abbot. I would like to ask one more thing.”

“You seem to be too curious today. What is it?”

“Did the abbot expect Mount Hua to be this strong?”

The abbot smiled at the question

“Could that be possible?”

“Then?”

“If I can guess what I haven’t seen with the eyes, what is the difference between me and Buha? I am not yet to that level.”

The eyes of the abbot shone a bit darkly.

“I was just hoping for a good outcome for the sake of everyone. Shaolin would be good as it gets to prove the strength and the Nine sects will be able to walk away from their deep rooted arrogance and know their place, a long term benefit and Mount Hua…”

He went silent and sighed before he said,

“Mount Hua will be able to escape from the long darkness.”

And he mumbled it as he looked at the monk.

“Unity isn’t achieved by will alone. True unity is rather a law created through will. Even the Shaolin, who follows the laws, has a law that punishes the disobedience too. talking about unity with those who do not obey the law is nothing but nonsense.”

“You are right.”

“When this competition is done, all the sects in the world will find their places.”

“Amitabha.”

The monk closed his eyes.

When he sees the abbot, he cannot even guess what it is.

But… he knew one thing

“But abbot.”

“Um?”

“Isn’t all of this going to happen if Shaolin wins the competition? If… Hae Yeon fails to beat that child…”

“Are you talking about Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon?”

“Yes.”

The abbot’s expression changed.

It is difficult for the monk to hide his shcok on the face. This is because, in an instant, he felt the abbot’s expressions change a lot, and this is a person who doesn’t show his expressions out.

Sadness and anticipation too. Joy and sorrow

“Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon… he is truly an talented one.”

The abbot quietly shook his head.

“Mount Hua, the present Mount Hua doesn’t have the skill to revive his talent up. Mount Hua indeed had succeeded in reviving the Plum Blossom Sword technique through hard work. If it continues, returning back to the Nine Great sects wouldn’t be a dream. But that is all. Better beyond that. to get there, the plum blossom sword technique will not be enough.”

“…”

“It is a pity. It is a pity. If he had entered Shaolin he would have been able to make history which would last a thousand years with Hae Yeon.”

Decisiveness was in his eyes.

“But if that is fate, then the child must also accept it. even if the child is a genius who is better than Hae Yeon. The plum blossom sword technique isn’t able to suppress ours. It is like a long sword as weak as chopsticks.”

“Amitabha. Then, there will be no disruption to the abbot’s plan.”

“Right.”

The abbot narrowed his eyes.

‘And if the plans go awry…’

All the unity he was planning will be destroyed. The axis of the world will be divided into Shaolin and Mount Hua.

Now it is just a small crack, but…

‘The small crack might lead the world to a chaos like never before.’

“Amitabha.”

The abbot sighed.

He cannot let that happen.

Nenevr!

“Samae.”

“Yes.”

Yu Yiseol’s voice was light. Baek Cheon just looked at her.

‘She doesn’t seem nervous.’

Although of the same level,Yu Yiseol was a very unusual person the more he looked at her.

The person she will be dealing with today is none other than Hae Yeon.

Baek Cheon thought about what it would be if it were him. because no matter how much he thought about it, he cannot be as calm as her.

Even though he knew he was the strongest one despite Mount Hua, except for Chung Myung.

‘Well, samae has always been like this.’

It is the essential quality of any swordsman to be calm, then maybe she is the most swordsman like in Mount Hua like Chung Myung said.

“Confidence?”

“No.”

“.. is that so?”

Although Yu Yiseol said a few words, she opened her mouth thinking something.

“But.”

“Um?”

Yu Yiseol turned her head slightly and looked at the stage.

“it isnt about winning.”

“…”

Baek Cheon looked at Yu Yiseol without saying anything more and smiled.

“Right. That is true. Winning isn’t all.,”

They had forgotten about this. The competition wasn’t being visited for results.

When they first came here, they only wanted to say that Mount Hua is back. And their results now had achieved it.

What is left?

‘is to learn’

And grow more.

Even if the great sahyung forgot I for a moment, she hadn’t.

‘This is why…’

Baek Cheon smiled bitterly and said,

“Samae.”

“Yes.”

“What do you wield the sword for?”

A useless question. Maybe the most awkward one to to ask now but Yu Yiseol turned her gaze away and asked

“… plum blossom”

“Plum blossom?”

Her gaze back on Baek Cheon.

“I just want to bring it out.”

“…”

“A plum blossom which can be shown.”

Baek Cheon shut his eyes.

He didn’t understand what it meant, but he knew these words were holding a weight on them.

And he spoke with a firm voice.

“This fight will move ahead.”

“Yes.”

“Then go out and fight and come back without regret.”

“Yes, sahyung!”

Yu Yiseol bowed her head to Baek Cheon. And immediately headed for the stage.

It was then that she saw with clear vision. The man ahead in the front seat with arms crossed.

Normally she wouldn’t stop but today she did.

And Chun Myung looked at her.

“What?”

Yu Yiseol said nothing and just stared at him.

It is odd.

She already knew that Chung Myung wasn’t the encouraging kind and she knew what she had to do.

Even so, Yu Yiseol felt like she needed to hear something from him and he said.

“The sword doesn’t lie.”

“…”

“If sago has been true to the effort she put so far, the sword will answer.”

It is difficult words to be called as supportive .

However, Yu Yiseolnodded her head. Somehow, as soon as she heard it, her heart calmed down.

“Sago!”

Tang Soso was looking at her with a worried face.

Yu Yiseol looked at her with expressionless face and nodded.

“Keep watching.”

“… Yes.”

That is all.

Then, the sword on her waist was touched as she climbed onto the stage. While receiving the gaze of others in Mount Hua with trust and concern.

Yu Yiseol, who got onto the stage, looked at the person there.

Hae Yeon

The one who succeeded in bringing Shaolin to the top. It was a battle where she wouldn’t win.

The opponent is a genius who was raised with special care in most powerful sects and is now in Shaolin.

Yu Yiseol is just an idiot who was treated like an unusual person in Mount Hua who got expelled from Nine Great Sects.

And those two compete now?

Everyone will say who can win now. They could tell it is Hae Yeon’s victory.

But

Shh.

Yu Yiseol drew her sword

Plum sword.

Right, Plum Sword

The oldest memory she had left was the figure of the man holding this plum sword

Compared to that…

Yu Yiseol looked at Hae Yeon with sharp eyes

“Mount Hua’s Yu Yiseol.”

“Shaolin Hae yeon.”

Enough words.

Now all that is left is to prove it.

“Phew.”

After taking a short breath, Yu Yiseol took a long breath. The heart beat subsided and the muscles tremors too.

At the same time.

Yu Yiseol, who turned as the sword herself, rushed towards Hae Yeon like water spurting.

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