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The alliance which climbed the Hundred-Thousand Mountain was utterly annihilated. However,
the Hundred-Thousand mountain is the home of the Demon Sect. It wouldn’t be surprising if some
of them survived the war.
Those Demon Sect survivors must have witnessed Chung Myung kill the Heavenly Demon.
“Ugh! Damn!”
All the people who should be recognized were dead, and not a single person he knew survived.
Meanwhile, his enemies survived and came for revenge.
“Kuaak.”
“I don’t think the damage was that great. They also spent a lot of energy getting here since they
came through a difficult path. Quite a few of the buildings burned down, and many of our martial
arts were lost in the process.”
It was understandable.
No matter how poorly this place was maintained, it wouldn’t have fallen to this degree without
something like that happening. Martial arts can still be learned without a teacher to guide you;
even if you must walk through hell to succeed, it’s a hundred times better than nothing.
On the other hand, if even the martial arts were lost, it explains how Mount Hua could collapse so
quickly.
“I can explain….”
It was already explained, but why is it so heartbreaking?
Jo Gul, looking at Chung Myung as he left, shook his head, unable to understand.
“This is crazy.”
Contrasting wildly against his facial expression, which exuded a chill that seemed to freeze your
soul.
He risked his life, sacrificed himself to kill that demon, and those below him destroyed Mount
Hua?
What the hell are these results? Is there no retribution in this world!?
“Sigh…”
Now, he couldn’t even get angry at the pathetic state of the elders in the sect. After all, it was clear
why this happened.
“I don’t get it; what kind of loyalty did those people have!”
If their Heavenly Demon was killed, they should have just lived cowering in seclusion. Instead,
they rushed straight for revenge.
If the journey to Mount Hua hadn’t been so arduous, it might have been destroyed all the way to
the roots.
“Sigh.”
Still, sitting alone on the rooftop and watching the sun fall as the night approached helped to
soothe his mind.
‘That’s just how the world is.’
The real reason Chung Myung was distraught wasn’t because of what occurred to Mount Hua. He
was angry because his successors had to pay the price for his actions.
If Chung Myung had lived after killing the Heavenly Demon, he could have stopped it. But he died,
and the young disciples, who knew nothing, had to face the hellish aftermath. As a result, Mount
Hua ended up like this.
It could be said that a disaster befell the sect because he killed the Heavenly Demon, but if he
didn’t kill him, then the entire sect would have ceased to exist.
Chung Myung didn’t have a choice. Even if asked to relive that moment, Chung Myung would still
not hesitate to sever the Heavenly Demon’s head.
But…
“Well, the past is the past. If it’s broken, then we can just rebuild it!”
Whether or not he’s responsible, doesn’t his goal remain the same? He must revive Mount Hua and
regain the sect’s former glory.
It will be enough if he can make Mount Hua stronger than before. It might be impossible for
others, but not for Chung Myung.
It may be even more challenging than cutting off the head of the Heavenly Demon.
Impatience is poison to a task. There’s a difference between moving quickly and trying to rush.
Contemplate the job thoroughly and advance without rushing.
First, let’s figure out everything that’s been lost. The best way would be to simply ask someone.
Chung Myung’s eyes went wide as he turned to see where the voice had come from.
The sun was setting. Why would visitors come at this time?
“Sect Leader?”
Such insolence! How dare they assail the gates of Mount Hua and demand the Sect leader! In the
past, such actions would be inconceivable without enormous repercussions.
Before he’d even finished speaking, a teeth-shattering fist would have met the man’s face.
These people outside didn’t seem to be wary of Mount Hua’s power at all!
Thud! Thud
A violent banging on the gate. At the same time, the gate, which was barely in shape, began to
rattle and fracture.
Whoosh!
The front gate finally gave in and made a strange sound as it moved. The gate collapsed to the
ground and shattered as dust and debris scattered the area.
“Let’s go in!”
Dozens of people smashed the gate and sprinted inside. All of whom ran towards the residence of
the Sect Leader. It didn’t seem like it was their first time doing it.
The other sect elders stormed out from their residences at the noise.
“W–wait!”
But the elders seemed to be struggling to block them; whenever one stepped forward, the elders
would step back as if they’d been assaulted.
No! Chung Myung could feel that the elders were stronger.
“Th—”
Before Chung Myung could understand the situation, the people pushed in and arrived in front of
the residence.
“I know you are in there! I am not going to let you have your way today! Come out!”
‘What am I seeing?’
No matter how horrible the downfall was, Mount Hua wasn’t a place where such things could
happen.
“Kuak!”
Chung Myung felt something hit his forehead as his anger began to boil over.
One of the elders holding back the violent men asked Chung Myung and rebuked him.
“Go inside right now! Why is a third-class disciple wandering around at this time!”
“… Uh.”
Come to think of it, no one but him was here. Despite such a considerable commotion, not a single
disciple was here.
It was human nature to stick your head out and spy when there was a commotion. Nevertheless,
the fact that no one came meant that a code of conduct had already been established in this
situation.
Chung Myung, who only joined recently, had no knowledge about this.
No, even so, it wasn’t him they should be concerned about but those violent people.
“I am not going back like this today! Hiding is of no use! Come out!”
The people didn’t stop shouting in front of the sect leader’s residence.
It happened then
Kiiiik!
The door creaked open with a shrill sound. And Hyun Jong, the sect leader of Mount Hua, walked
out.
‘Indeed.’
While Chung Myung was getting angry at their words, the sect leader responded in a noble manner
befitting his status.
He felt proud seeing the man act this dignified despite not having anyone to guide him properly.
Every movement was refined, and his words carried strong yet stable energy, which felt good to the
listener, making Chung Myung feel even more relaxed.
Truly…
No!
“I didn’t run, nor did I hide. Where would I go if I left Mount Hua? So, calm dow—”
Even though he spoke to them respectfully, these crazy people didn’t even bother listening.
The strange thing was how despite that, the sect leader didn’t yell and seemed flustered instead.
‘Uh?’
“Sect leader.”
A person, who seemed to represent this group, pointed his finger and shouted.
“…”
‘T-that…’
Was he serious!?
“When will you pay our money back! The payment date passed long ago! We can’t wait any
longer!”
Hyun Jong’s virtuous appearance vanished as he opened his mouth with an awkward expression.
Chung Myung grabbed the back of his neck and stared toward the sky.
‘Shit.’
A collapsing sect is all that’s left, and even that is owed to debt collectors?
‘Really.’
Tears formed in Chung Myung’s eyes. His mind was feeling as overcast as the cloudy night sky
above.