Mount Hua, with its spirit, had brought as many as three disciples to the finals.
Chung Myung, Yu Yiseol, and Jo Gul won without any major wounds.
“… Why did you win?”
“What do you mean, sahyung?”
“No. It just feels weird.”
“Don’t say such words. Don’t you think it’s natural for me to win?”
Seeing Jo Gul stick his stomach out, Yoon Jong felt like he was free.
He had walked away from the spar with Chung Myung to live, but didn’t his friend also win due to the luck he had?
Who would have thought that a one-time victory would have such an outcome?
Well.
It could be said that having four from the same sect make it to the quarter-finals was great, but having three was also quite a number.
In retrospect, there had never been such a huge achievement, even in the old days when Mount Hua was strong.
Therefore, the disciples of Mount Hua were more careful around their appearance.
-Existing sects cannot look at us with good eyes. Obviously, their eyes will be blazing up in anger. So everyone, never let your guard down, and always be careful of your words and actions.
It made sense.
None of Mount Hua’s disciples wanted to become the rebel that blocked this huge wind of change that was siding with Mount Hua. Everyone was careful, even when doing something simple as taking a sip of water.
However, the situation unfolding before them was a little different than expected.
“… what is all of this?”
Baek Cheon looked at the things piled up in the hall with blank eyes. Some boxes and chests were stacked taller than a person’s height.
“Gifts.”
“Gifts? Did someone have a party?”
“It wasn’t that.”
Hyun Young replied with a smile,
“The Nine Great Sects One Union and the Five Great Families sent us presents to congratulate us.”
“Uh?”
Baek Cheon looked back at the tower of gifts in surprise.
‘All this?’
It was surprising that they had received such a large number of gifts, but doubly so, considering they had come from those two factions.
“No… why them…?”
“They want to befriend Mount Hua.”
“Uh?” asked Baek Cheon with a blank face.
He was also an intelligent person who could read the atmosphere.
The Nine Great Sects had secretly cast them out, and now they openly changed their attitude?
“This is a gift from the Qingcheng sect. Ah? This one is from the Beggars Union. Heheh. Even beggars are sending us gifts.”
Hyun Young was happy and excited, sorting the gifts.
“And this… Uh. Wudang too!”
Hyun Young, who was mumbling, smiled,
“This is the first time I have ever received so many gifts from others. I am sure I can experience such a thing in Shaolin, but not on Mount Hua. It is nice that I have lived long enough to see such a day.”
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AkcjaThe 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...