“They aren’t dead?”
“Oh my, they came out alive from there?”
“… Wait. Then what about the Divine Weapons?”
As soon as someone mentioned the words ‘Divine Weapon’, the atmosphere changed completely.
At first, they were obviously amazed that so many people had survived that collapse.
However, when they realized that they might have come back with the Divine Weapons, greed began to rise within them.
“What do we do?”
“What do you mean?! We have to take it somehow! Didn’t everyone stay here for that in the first place?”
“But there are people from Wudang and the Beggars Union. They aren’t easy opponents.”
“Look at them! Do you think they are in any condition to fight now?”
Greed was completely taking over their minds and overcoming reason.
In particular, there was a saying that went, ‘The greater the gain, the farther away the morality’.
And these people were like that.
No one had come here with a good heart in the first place. Wasn’t there only one reason they didn’t give up the Divine Weapons despite not being able to enter the Sword Tomb?
Because they were ready to kill and steal.
In the first place, expeditions like these always ended like this.
There was no law that said that the one who acquires it the first would be its owner. The treasures released into the world were bound to go through a bloody battle.
The greed in their eyes shone as they exchanged glances as if they were all thinking the same thing and surrounded the pit. The people who came out from the hole wouldn’t be easy targets, so the first thing they had to do was to silence the strong.
One of those who surrounded the people looked at them and spoke in a loud voice.
“Congratulations for making it out alive. Heo Sanja, was it?”
Heo Sanja’s eyes twitched.
“And you are?”
“There is no need for me to say it because it isn’t important.”
Hong Dae-Kwang was watching it and smiled.
“Dan Sa-Hong, the Lightning Spear. I heard he was currently in Zhejiang, but it seems like he had come here as well.”
Heo Sanja looked at Hong Dae-Kwang and then looked at Dan Sa-Hong.
“You are martial artist Dan.”
Dan Sa-Hong frowned at it. He didn’t want to make his name known to the Wudang Sect, but he couldn’t help it now.
“Hahaha. Branch leader Hong knows my name. This is truly an honor. Can I ask you one thing?”
“Sure.”
“Where are the Divine Weapons?”
Heo Sanja said,
“Can’t you understand despite seeing us like this?”
“So you are saying that you barely made it out alive by giving up on the treasures?”
“It was not a situation where we could hold on to anything.”
Heo Sanja spoke firmly.
“And there is nothing worth being called a ‘Divine Weapon’ in there. After two hundred years, only rusted and brittle things remained. Even if they were brought up, they wouldn’t have been the weapons you expected them to be.”
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 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...