Return of the Mount Hua Sect
Chap 899

The floor, made of solid blue stone mixed with loess, shattered.

Three rays of light intersected with each other.

The three Soul Chasing Daggers, all of which varied in speed and strength, rushed towards Chung Myung in an unimaginable trajectory.

One came from the front, the other two rushed to attack from the left and right.

Their circling speed was even faster than the speed of the flying dagger coming from the front. Therefore, the three Soul Chasing Daggers almost looked like they were rushing towards Chung Myung at the same time…..

'No!'

𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘨!

Chung Myung swung the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword with lightning-fast speed, knocking away the two Soul Chasing Daggers that were flying in from the left and right.

𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨!

As soon as the sword and the flying blades collided with each other, several shockwaves spread out in all directions. The ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑚!

However, even in the midst of these terrible shockwaves, Chung Myung's sword did not move an inch. The tip of his sword pointed towards the Soul Chasing Dagger that was coming from the front.

At that exact moment.

𝐹𝑊𝐻𝑂𝑂𝑆𝐻!

Right before the flying dagger touched Chung Myung's sword… The flying dagger suddenly changed directions and flew straight into the air. It was like a poisonous snake, crawling on the ground but then suddenly raising its head towards its prey.

“Huff!”

"Tha- that……"

Mount Hua’s disciples clenched their sweaty hands, shouting incessantly, interspersed with gasps.

The dagger jumped up to a certain height and immediately came down again as if to punch a hole in Chung Myung's head.

Unfortunately, its opponent is Mount Hua‘s Sword of Chivalry, Chung Myung.

Anyone else in that situation would have been confused, but Chung Myung reacted so fast that everyone gasped in surprise. As soon as the flying dagger came down, he tilted his head back.

𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑒𝑘!

The flying dagger came down and grazed him.

‘Dodg- … he dodged that…….’

At that moment, Baek Cheon saw it.

𝘙𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.

The flying dagger that barely passed by Chung Myung’s face immediately turned around in the middle of the air.

"What…….!"

Baek Cheon could not hide his surprise. Even Chung Myung widened his eyes in shock.

𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑒𝑒𝑒𝑘!

The flying dagger once again rushed towards his face with incomprehensible speed.

𝘊𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘬!

However, Chung Myung's body moved faster than the speed of his thoughts. The Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword was immediately pulled back and quickly lifted to block the flying dagger that was rushing towards his face.

𝘒𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬! 𝘒𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬!

Even though it was stopped by the blade of the sword, the flying knife did not lose its momentum. Although it was pushed back, it turned around and came forward as if its only purpose was to pierce the sword.

And then!

𝘒𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘨𝘢𝘬!

The flying dagger passed by the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword and grazed Chung Myung's face.

𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨!

The moment the flying dagger was retracted was also the moment when the sand and dust flew so high into the sky, it felt as if an earthquake had just swept through the surroundings.

“…….”

Chung Myung slowly glanced around, looking at the completely destroyed training ground.

A cut appeared on his cheek, gradually becoming more visible.

𝘗𝘭𝘰𝘱.

Red blood slowly flowed out from the wound on his cheek.

“……This old man?”

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Gun-nak.

“……Is he really going to kill him?”

Jo Gul said with a stiff face.

In the first place, flying daggers are a type of weapon that are not easy to recover once they are launched from the palm of the hand. In other words, a throwing knife that was released from the hand cannot be stopped when it’s about to pierce the opponent's heart.

That's why, when having a martial spar, those who use flying daggers as their primary weapon would have to consider the situation at hand. They have to be able to recover the dagger before it kills their opponent.

However, Tang Gun-nak's flying dagger did not show any mercy. It was filled with murderous intent as if all it wanted was to take the opponent's life.

"If the opponent wasn't Chung Myung, he would have died a long time ago."

The flying dagger he just dodged flew into the air and charged straight at his face again?! If it was Jo Gul, he probably wouldn't have had time to think about a way to deal with it.

And even if he thought of a way to deal with it, he probably wouldn't be able to make it in time. Aren’t people calling such dangerous attacks 'lethal moves'?

In other words, Tang Gun-nak had intended to launch lethal moves right from the beginning of this match. And this is something he was never allowed to do.

"Sasuk."

"Just keep watching."

Baek Cheon calmly spoke as if it didn't matter.

".......But……!"

“Using lethal moves does not mean you’re going to kill the opponent. As long as he’s sure of that brat’s safety, it’s fine whatever techniques he uses.”

"Safety?"

"Yeah. "

Baek Cheon nodded slightly.

“Perhaps he is sure that the brat can block it without taking any damage.”

“…….”

Jo Gul bit his lip at those words.

Baek Cheon sighed and slightly averted his gaze from Tang Gun-nak to Chung Myung.

‘What a ridiculously firm trust.’

He witnessed with his own eyes how much Chung Myung helped him and Jo Gul in their training. At the same time, Chung Myung himself grew much stronger at a tremendous speed. Therefore, he had no doubts about his strength.

But as for Tang Gun-nak, how can he be so sure of that?

Just think of Chung Myung……. no, if he wasn't sure of Chung Myung's superior strength, he wouldn't have launched such lethal moves that could take his life at any time.

At that moment, a low-pitched voice resounded.

"That's a relief."

"Huh?"

Baek Cheon turned around to look at Yu Iseol.

Even his samae, who was always expressionless and where it was hard to understand what she’s thinking, had to stare at the two on the training ground and speak with a low pitched voice.

"Because he didn't let us down."

The corner of Baek Cheon's mouth twitched slightly when he heard those words.

"Right."

Then he turned around again to look back at Chung Myung who was quietly wiping off the blood on his cheek.

"I can assure you, this alone won't stop that lunatic."

It was a statement filled with unwavering conviction.

But at that moment, a panicked voice rang in his ears.

"Poison?"

“…….”

“Poison? Ahhh! Oh my god, this damn old man uses poison in a spar? Huh? Oh my gosh, I feel so dizzy! Ugh!”

“…….”

Chung Myung touched his head and staggered. The sun shining on Baek Cheon's face seemed to fade away slightly. Jo Gul and Yoon Jong looked back at him with a sullen face.

“……Are you sure?”

“…….”

"I'm sure you've seen blood more than once, and you're still so imprudent.….”

“…….”

Baek Cheon just quietly looked up at the sky.

𝘗𝘭𝘰𝘱.

A drop of blood flowed down the fingertip and fell, causing the floor made of solid blue stone to melt, white smoke rising. That means, the poison that got into his blood was a terribly extreme poison.

Chung Myung stared blankly at Tang Gun-nak.

“Poison aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh?”

"Why are you so surprised?"

Tang Gun-nak shrugged as if it was nothing new.

“Ugh!”

Chung Myung staggered and grabbed the nape of his neck.

“You use poison while fighting with a latecomer? Poison? Even an extreme type?"

"I didn't mean to say this, but….”

"What?"

“Don't you feel ashamed when calling yourself a latecomer? A human must have some conscience.”

“…….”

Chung Myung opened his mouth wide.

This geezer used deadly poison in a martial spar and still dared to blabber about conscience? Oh my God!

In this case, even if it was Chung Myung I, who has dedicated my whole life to cultivating the ‘Tao’, with a mind pure and clear like water, I cannot ignore thi-....

Hey you bastard, where did your face go!

Oh, shut up please, sahyung! Otherwise, I won't to pour glue onto your tablet, you know?

(He almost broke it in the previous chap 🤣)

 

𝘚𝘴𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘩𝘩.

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and looked at the smoking training ground.

“You want to win at all costs, huh?”

“I didn't mean that. It’s just……."

Tang Gun-ak laughed.

“How can I have enough strength to make you use all your strength? So I can only use everything that can be used.”

“……Didn't you say you won’t use poison anymore? You said it wouldn't work in fighting masters, right?"

"That's not true."

"Huh?"

Tang Gun-nak coldly stared at Chung Myung.

“Of course, using poison to take down someone like you is very difficult. However, at the very least, I can make you waste your True Innate Qi to suppress the poison from spreading, and if you are seriously injured, the poison might paralyze you."

“…….”

“Isn't it strange if I don't do it even though it benefits me? Even if that benefit is very small.”

"........Huh?"

“You should realize between the one who has to use True Innate Qi to suppress the poison, and the one who used the poison, me, who is more beneficial in this battle.”

……It makes sense, right?

Then why didn't that damn b*stard Tang Bo use poison in battle? Did he think he was a fairy or something?

At that moment, Chung Myung suddenly remembered the conversation between him and Tang Bo in the past.

- But, why don't you use poison?

Eh, this damn old man! I must have poison to use!

- Is it because you left home on your own that you’re not supplied with Family’s poisons anymore?

Seriously sahyung, does sahyung think poison is found in the ground if you dig it up? The Tang Family has run out of poisons since a long time ago! I don't have time to make poisons! If I retreat to the back to make poisons, I might die at any time.

- You useless freeloader.

Watch what you say, sahyung. As long as I have and put a little poison on the flying knife, even sahyung can't stand one, one shot………… Hahaha. Oh hey…… who talks with their arms and legs like that. Sheathe your sword, sahyung. Do you only eat grass on Mount Hua? Why does your sense of humor go…… Hieekkk!

Ah……. Now he's a real Xian, in heaven.

“Huff!”

Feeling his mind is gradually going blank, Chung Myung hastily raised his internal energy to suppress the poison.

Chung Myung's pure Innate Qi quickly neutralized the poison.

It was not until then that Chung Myung gasped, gritted his teeth, and lifted his sword.

"If you choose to act this heartlessly, I can’t leave you alone."

"No."

Tang Gun-nak shook his head.

“It won't stop at this level.”

Tang Gun-nak quickly slipped his hands into his sleeves. In his left hand was the Soul Chasing Dagger, and in his right hand were thin needles.

The sunlight shone on the blade of the flying daggers, reflecting a green light.

Chung Myung's face froze when he realized that Tang Gun-nak really wanted to try killing him again.

“Of course I can also guess how much stronger you have become. But you should know one thing.”

"……What is that?"

"Who I am."

The voice filled with the oppressive pressure of Tang Gun-nak weighed heavily on Chung Myung.

"Who is the one facing you now, who the Poison King Tang Gun-ak is!"

The green robes on Tang Gun-ak's body fluttered slightly. The murderous aura that he emitted squeezed Chung Myung's body.

Chung Myung opened his lips and exhaled a puff of white smoke. Dead white teeth were revealed, his face now was distorted like an angry demon.

"You seriously……."

𝐹𝑊𝐻𝑂𝑂𝑆𝐻!

Chung Myung tightened his grip on the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword, his body then exuding murderous aura like a hurricane.

"You really know what I like!"

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑚!

At that moment, Tang Gun-ak stomped his feet, crushing the ground; at the same time, five flying knives were released from his hands. The five flying blades rotated as if they were going to intertwine, roaring rushing towards Chung Myung.

"Hahahaaa!"

Chung Myung burst into a cheerful laugh and rushed towards the flying knives.

𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘨!

The sword Qi dyed the redness of the sunset sent five flying blades flying at the same time. Then, in an instant, it split in all directions, chasing and smashing the flying daggers from earlier with a terrifying speed.

𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨!

The sound of metal collided echoed! 

But soon after, Chung Myung was greeted by a rain of golden sand that was falling on his head.

'Soul Reaping Sha (斷魂砂).’

Golden sand containing extreme poison was scattered, and at the same time, hundreds of needles flew out at the same time. Even the darts crept into the middle of that extremely poisonous rainfall of Soul Reaping Sha.

'Demon King Order (鬼王令)!'

All the most cruel weapons that are only used for enemy of the Tang Family were now covering Chung Myung.

At that moment, Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword vibrated and began to draw what represents Mount Hua.

Red plum blossoms.