The end of the cave led to another cave. If there was anything different about the two, it would be that, unlike the hallways they had gone through until then, this cave had night stone lamps.
“… doesn’t this seem like it’s repeated, sahyung?”
“Um. It seems like that. I am not sure yet, but I think that the space where the lamps are placed is safe as long as we don’t do anything stupid. As long as we don’t do anything useless.”
Seeing Baek Cheon, who was saying that while looking at Hong Dae-Kwang, the man sighed.
“… sometimes people end up making mistakes.”
“I didn’t point to anyone, great sir.”
Right, great sir. He was still being called that. He wanted to tear up as he heard it.
As a result of observing the disciples of Mount Hua till then, Hong Dae-Kwang noticed something strange.
The first was that unlike Chung Myung, who acted as if he had abandoned his brain, the others still kept their manners and respected others.
Of course, at first glance, their words and actions resembled Chung Myung to some extent, but it wasn’t too much that it could be visibly noticed.
‘And they are very strong.’
As they came out of the cave where the bats were located, the Beggars Union people had major and minor injuries. They were poisoned and paralyzed, which made it difficult for them to move.
It wasn’t a life-threatening situation, but their pace had slowed down. But the disciples of Mount Hua didn’t get hurt even in that hectic situation.
Was it because of luck?
‘No way.’
People got lucky once or twice, but if it kept continuing, it was skill and not luck.
“Righteous Sword of Hua.”
“Call me Baek Cheon… that title is embarrassing.”
“Ah, yes, Baek Cheon.”
“Yes.”
“Are the sahyungs and sajaes of Mount Hua similar to the ones here?”
With a slightly worried expression, Baek Cheon said.
“They aren’t. Yoon Jong and Jo Gul are the strongest ones among the third class disciples, and Yu samae and I are the skilled ones among the second class disciples of Mount Hua. But that doesn’t mean that the sahyungs back in Mount Hua are significantly inferior to us.”
Saying that, Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung.
The skills which they developed were completely because they had been bullied by that beast. There was no time for people to rest and lag behind their peers.
“… I see.”
Hong Dae-Kwang’s face turned slightly serious.
He was a branch leader in Luoyang, and Luoyang was considered to be the largest city in the middle east. As such, the Beggars Union had talented people.
Of course, due to the nature of their sect, they searched for quantity over quality. The beggars who followed him weren’t at a level where they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the other sects. However, they still weren’t a sect whose members would get indiscriminately hit.
But weren’t the disciples of Mount Hua showing much better skills than the beggars in Luoyang?
If the members of Mount Hua really were this skilled, what should Mount Hua’s power be evaluated as?
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AksiThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...