A tranquil gate.
Despite having the world’s attention, the road to Mount Hua was still quiet.
A group of people appeared in front of one of Mount Hua’s gates, standing in the morning dew.
“Huk! Huk!”
“I don’t know if it’s because it has been a while since I have been up here, but it is really tough.”
“…. Yes. That is Mount Hua for you.”
They all wiped the sweat from their foreheads and looked down.
Clouds hung over the middle of the cliff. It was a sight that was difficult to see unless one was a disciple of Mount Hua.
“Weren’t we climbing the mountain several times a day in the past?”
“Huhu. Did that happen?”
“Yes. After training, we would go up and down many times.”
“Yes, yes.”
Within their voices, there was a vague hint of nostalgia.
They looked at each other with delighted eyes and then turned their gaze to the inscription.
“It took so many years to find Mount Hua, which I left behind when I was young.”
“…Sahyung.”
“Let’s go in. Before anything happens, we should stop by and ask for forgiveness. It would have been better if Master, who issued the decree on us, were still alive.”
The old man at the forefront walked towards the gate with a bitter face. Others followed the old man over.
“Um, looks like they put up a new gate.”
“Looks like it. It seems like the rumor that Mount Hua has made some money is right.”
“Hahah. That is what it looks like, Mount Hua with a flowery path.”
The old man burst into laughter and entered the gate. As he entered, his feet became rooted to the ground, and he was shocked.
“O-Oh, my god…”
“Huh… this?”
“…”
Those who followed were also unable to speak and looked around.
Different.
A Mount Hua that was very different from the one in their memories.
“Where did the ruins…”
“Isn’t it like more than half the structure is new?”
“It must have been blue stone laid floors, but if they had spread it out to this extent, how much money do they have…”
“W-when did Mount Hua become like this?”
No one could hide their shock.
The last time they saw Mount Hua, they saw a place that needed heavy repairs, and if not, it would collapse.
Among the pillars and halls, most of them were worn out and couldn’t be used, and even the intact ones had rainwater leaking and insects eating them. Nevertheless, no one put in the money as they knew that this structure couldn’t hold on.
But now…
‘How could this happen?’
The new memories and the old ones were in harmony1.
If Mount Hua of the past showed an extreme form of collapse, the current one felt dynamic.
“Oh, heavenly god.”
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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...
