Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 729

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Episode 729 It could be even better! (4)

This is the first day.

“… … Sasuk. Honestly, I know it’s very rude to say this, but… … .”

“what?”

“… … “Isn’t that really the way to go?”

At those words, Baekcheon looked at King Hyeonjong and the elders coming down the mountain with deathly faces. The eyes were full of pity.

It had to be that way. The contrast between the black, dead faces of the three people and the shiny face of Cheongmyeong coming down behind them was so stark.

“… … Do you use absorbing energy at least?”

Anyone can see that Cheongmyeong is absorbing all the energy of the three people.

“It looks like your complexion is worse than yesterday… … “Shouldn’t we stop it?”

“… … Stop me? By what means?”

Yoonjong closed his eyes tightly at Baekcheon’s muffled voice.

Of course, it’s terrible for Cheongmyeong to run around alone and cause accidents, but it’s all over as long as we stop him. Although the process is more difficult than digging a path through a mountain with a spoon, it is something you can try anyway.

But those three people are different. Even if it is extremely difficult, Cheongmyeong is someone who can somehow stop him, but those three people are someone who cannot use their hands or feet in their position.

Stopping Jang Mun-in and Elder?

who? Ogum?

‘I have to say something that makes sense.’

It would be better to stop those damn Jongnam sect bastards. How can the second and third great disciples stop the leader and elder of the sect?

“… … For now, let’s just wait a little longer.”

“But if I do that, I’ll be in really big trouble.”

“I know… … “I know.”

Baekcheon sighed heavily.

“Jang Mun-in and the elders say they will do it, but we can’t stand in the way and move forward, can we?”

“… … “Wouldn’t you have changed your mind by now?”

Baekcheon looked at the black faces of the three dead people and slowly shook his head.

“Let’s give it a few more days and see.”

“… … yes.”

Of course, the worry still remained in his eyes.

‘It shouldn’t be a big deal.’

As Cheongmyeong came down from behind and looked at his proud face, his anxiety grew more and more.

Day four.

“Come on, Jang Moon-in! Are you okay?”

Hyeonjong looked down with a blank face. The chopsticks he had been holding a moment ago were lying scattered on the table. And the hand holding the chopsticks was shaking terribly.

“… … It’s okay… “It’s okay.”

‘Are you not okay?’

‘Isn’t it so bad?’

‘Oh my god, you don’t even have the strength to use chopsticks?’

Hwasan’s disciples all stopped eating and looked at Hyeonjong blankly.

“… … “It’s because you don’t have that much energy.”

At that time, Hyeonsang sitting next to me chuckled. However, the chopsticks he was using to scoop the rice were also shaking violently like an aspen tree hit by a typhoon.

‘I’m running out of rice.’

‘What are you eating? ‘It seems like what you were saying earlier was an old discount.’

‘Is it really okay? ‘Is this okay?’

Still, the good news was that he had not yet lost face as an elder. Hyeonyoung, who was sitting on the other side of the phenomenon, had given up on using chopsticks in the first place and was scooping up rice with her bare hands.

‘It’s realistic.’

okay. It’s very realistic. It was a very practical method compared to King Hyeonjong, who could not even hold chopsticks properly, or who was just scooping up air with dignity.

However, I couldn’t help but wonder fundamentally whether this was an action that could be done as an elder of a sect.

“I… … Would you like us to feed you?”

“… … Okay.”

“… … can do.”

“Is it worth eating if you eat it with your hands? Take it with your hands, with your hands.”

Everyone’s gaze, who had been looking at the truly miserable scene in bewilderment, suddenly turned to one side.

Chop chop chop!

gulp! gulp! gulp!

“Kaaaa! Who paid the soup today! “It’s sour!”

“… … .”

Since Jang Mun-in and the elders could not eat properly, there was no way Hwasan’s disciples could cook rice. Before we talk about what we think, everyone is full of concern for the three people.

however… … .

“what? Why don’t you eat it? Are you full already?”

That devilish bastard.

The only person in the restaurant who didn’t have a human heart ripped a leg off a chicken placed in front of him and started eating it in an indulgent manner.

“Wow. After all, the rice you eat after training is delicious! “If I keep doing this, I’ll gain weight.”

Everyone who was watching his noisy meal again cast pitiful glances at the three dying people. As I looked at the skin and bones close together, my eyes kept getting moist for some reason.

Day seven.

dump.

The volcano disciples’ eyes popped out.

“uh?”

Hyeonjong suddenly fell to the side helplessly. Everyone was so shocked that they screamed.

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“Aaaah! “Long story!”

“Medicine party! Bring someone from the medical center! Jang Mun-in has collapsed!”

“Jang Moon-in! Come to your senses, Jang Moon-in!”

If a person is not even a mayfly, why would he fall sideways instead of just walking down the street?

Baekcheon laid the head of Jang Mun-in, who had collapsed in a cold sweat, on his lap, wiping the sweat with his sleeve and providing shade with his hand.

Then, after a while, Hyeonjong slowly opened his eyes.

“Jang Moon-in! Come to your senses! A long writer!”

“… … .”

A bloodless complexion, cracked lips, and unfocused eyes. Anyone could see that it looked like a returned invoice.

The unfocused eyes slowly wandered here and there and landed on Baekcheon’s face. The white lips opened softly.

“iced coffee… … .”

“Yes, Jang Mun-in! Baekcheon… … .”

“… … “Master.”

Eh? Who?

“… … You came to get me, Master. I worked really hard… … .”

“Aaaah! What are you looking at! A long writer! A long writer! “I’m Baekcheon!”

Then Jo Geol, embarrassed, punched the air and shouted.

“Huh, back off! Go away, you evil spirit! The long version didn’t work out… … .”

“Hey, you crazy bastard!”

Yoonjong’s roundhouse kick hit Jogeol’s face.

Jo-geol, who had fallen out screaming “Ah-ah-ah,” this time raised his upper body up as if he was truly aggrieved. At the same time, blood flowed from his nose, and Jo Geol couldn’t stand it and shouted.

“No, why are you hitting me! I didn’t do anything wrong this time! “Isn’t the evil spirit trying to drag Jang Mun-in away?”

“devil? devil? Hey, you bastard! “If you are Jang Mun-in’s master, you are a shaman, but you are a demon to a shaman!”

“uh?”

Is that how it works?

Even while Jo Geol and Yoonjong were fighting, Baekcheon was busy waking up Hyeonjong.

“Jang Moon-in! A long writer! “You need to come to your senses!”

“iced coffee… … Master… … . volcano… … . If you look at the volcano today… … .”

“Get out of the way, Sasuk!”

Tang Soso appeared at that time, pushed Baek Cheon’s hand away, and pulled out a large needle from his sleeve.

No, it’s so bad that it can’t even be explained in words… … It was big.

“Uracha!”

Fuuuuuck!

The huge needle plunged into the top of King Hyeonjong’s head without hesitation. Baekcheon was shocked with a pale face.

“Heeeeeeeeeek!”

Fuuuut!

A little blood spurted out from Hyeonjong’s head. After a while, the pupils, which had been blurry the whole time, finally began to become clearer.

“… … hmm? Have I ever fallen?”

“… … .”

“this… … . “You showed a disgrace.”

Hyeonjong stood up without notice. Hwasan’s disciples became thoughtful and tried to dissuade him.

“Come on, Jang Moon-in! “You can’t wake up now!”

“You need to rest!”

“And then you die!”

“Hehehehe.”

However, King Hyeonjong burst into laughter as if his disciples were being overly aggressive for no reason.

“I have afternoon training, but I can’t rest. If you take a day off, you have to work hard for two more days. “Never forget this fact.”

No, you’re going to die!

And then you really die!

“Hehehehe.”

Finally, Hyeonjong got up and started walking again, waving his arms. A small red fountain was gushing from the top of his head as he walked calmly.

“… … Soso.”

“yes?”

“Quickly take out that needle.”

“… … yes.”

Baekcheon cupped his face with both hands.

‘The volcano is ruined.’

There is no turning back now.

Day 15.

“… … “I guess.”

The faces of the five swords gathered together in Baekmae Hall showed an extremely firm determination.

“Special measures are needed.”

“I agree.”

“I agree!”

“Revolution!”

As soon as Baekcheon said anything, the rest responded.

“If this continues, Hwasan will lose Jang Mun-in.”

“… … Cheongmyeong is that crazy guy… … .”

The appearances of Hyeonjong, Hyeonjae, and Hyeonyeong became more bizarre day by day. King Hyeonjong, who had grown handsomely and looked both benevolent and solemn, was nowhere to be seen, and now only a man as thin as chopsticks wandered around the volcano like a ghost.

“Just by standing there, your clothes were falling down… … .”

“I was going to see Sophie in the early morning when I ran into her and screamed. “I thought it was a ghost.”

“… … “I thought you were really going to climb the mountain.”

“But there is no way, is there? “Cheongmyeong is so stubborn that no matter how much I try to stop him, he won’t listen.”

Yu Yi-seol, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly and slowly stood up.

“huh? “Samai?”

Then, without saying a word, he grabbed the sword hanging from his waist and pulled it out.

Slurp.

“Jang Mun-in’s enemy. kill.”

“Hey! catch! Catch him quickly!”

Dang So-so and Yoon Jong held on to Yu I-seol, who was trying to jump out.

“Calm down, accident!”

“I can’t do it alone! “The opponent is Cheongmyeong!”

“Jang Mun-in’s enemy!”

Bloody blood appeared on Yu Iseol’s forehead.

To her, Hyeonjong is not just a scholar from a sect. She is her father’s teacher, her grandfather, and her benefactor who saved her when she was young. So it’s bound to get hot.

“Huanmuchi! Unmanned! Arrogant! “Atrocious!”

“… … There’s nothing wrong with that, but just calm down first. “Samai.”

Baekcheon forces Yu Iseol to sit down. Then Yu Iseol protested with a sullen expression.

“I’m calm.”

“Then put the sword in!”

You almost stabbed me too, man!

Baekcheon returned to his seat and sighed heavily.

“first… … There is no use doing this among ourselves. “To catch a tiger, you have to go to the tiger’s den.”

“yes?”

Baekcheon’s eyes gave off a bright blue glow.

“Let’s go to Cheongmyeong and argue with him! “If we all rush in, no matter how much he is, he’ll pretend to listen!”

“… … “Is it him?”

Everyone wasn’t just talking, they were asking with their eyes. ‘Why do you think that makes sense, Sasuk?’

But Baekcheon did not give in and shouted firmly.

“Jo girl!”

“yes! Sasuk! Just say the word! Hey, Joe! I just waited for today. That damn neck… … .”

“Go and bring Monk Hyeyeon too!”

“… … yes?”

With a serious face, Baekcheon proudly straightened his shoulders and spoke.

“We need to increase the number of pages by at least one more.”

“… … .”

“what? why?”

“… … no.”

Everyone shook their heads. Baekcheon has changed a lot, but it was very difficult to adapt every time this happened.

* * *

Cheongmyeong, who was lying down on the table and sipping a drink, was met by the stampede of five swords and asked, ‘Where am I? I glanced at Hyeyeon, who was saying ‘Who am I?’ with an expression on her face.

“why?”

“… … no.”

“What are you all doing here? Do you have time left?”

The people surrounding Cheongmyeong in a semicircle winked at Baekcheon. Since it was a private residence, I meant that you should speak up. Baekcheon cursed inwardly.

‘You bastards.’

Normally I don’t treat them well, but only in special cases do I treat them politely.

“Hmm. “Cheongmyeong.”

“why.”

“We uh…” … So, the reason we are particularly dissatisfied with your teaching style is… … . No, there are always complaints, but I don’t doubt its effectiveness.”

“however?”

Baekcheon, who had been carefully observing the topic after throwing out the introduction, hinted and brought up the main topic.

“It seems like Jang Moon-in and the elders are having a hard time… … “How about adjusting the intensity of your training a little?”

“okay. “It’s too harsh.”

“We’re holding on because we’re young, but Jang Mun-in and the elders are older!”

Thanks to Yoonjong and Jogeol’s chirping, Baekcheon added again in a powerful voice.

“Then, if something gets seriously damaged, there is no going back.”

“Leave it a little lower, death sentence. yes? a little bit!”

“Jang Mun-in’s enemy! town! Ugh!”

Yu Yi-seol, who was about to draw her sword, was caught by Jo Geol, Yoon Jong, and Dang So-so and dragged backwards.

Cheongmyeong, who was watching the scene, burst into laughter.

“So, they can’t survive the training?”

“… … No, I don’t necessarily mean that… … .”

“The mouse is worried about the cat.”

“… … huh?”

Cheongmyeong laughed and gulped down his drink.

“Kaa.”

Then he got up and sat down on the bench.

“It would be no use saying it a hundred times. “You will know when you see it.”

“… … “What do you mean?”

“It’s already about now that the effects are starting to show.”

“… … huh?”

“Don’t panic when you see it. “Giggle, giggle, giggle.”

Baekcheon’s face was cruelly distorted as he saw Cheongmyeong laughing excitedly.

‘What else is that bastard trying to do… … .’

How is it that this sect never has a comfortable day?

If this continues, I will climb the ship first, I!

As he looked at Cheongmyeong, who was smiling happily, his heart began to flutter with indescribable anxiety.

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