Return of the Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 986

Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 986

Bop Jeong’s fingertips trembled slightly.

‘This….’

Seeing Chung Myung turn away after pouring out all he had to say, it felt as if he had swallowed hot charcoal.

But there is nothing he can do. He knows very well how pathetic it would be to hold on to Chung Myung, who has already turned around, to refute those words.

‘Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword!’

The atmosphere has completely changed. Now, no one dared to refute the words of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.

No matter how loud Bop Jeong raises his voice now, his logic would not prevail, at least not here.

Therefore, Bop Jeong turned his focus to someone other than Chung Myung.

“This…Is this the intention of Heavenly Comrade Alliance?”

He tried his best to keep his voice steady and glared straight at Hyun Jong and Tang Gun-ak.

No matter how much weight is attached to the words of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, he has not even officially received any position in Heavenly Comrade Alliance. This means that his words cannot immediately represent Heavenly Comrade Alliance’s will.

In the end, the will of Heavenly Comrade Alliance is decided by Hyun Jong and Tang Gun-ak.

Bop Jeong put pressure on the two with great force.

“Answer me. Is this truly the will of Heavenly Comrade Alliance?”

Hyun Jong met his gaze with a calm demeanor.

“It is a bit extreme to say it’s the will of Heavenly Comrade Alliance, but I don’t know….”

Bop Jeong’s face distorted at the ambiguous answer.

“Sect Leader!”

He urged desperately, but Hyun Jong just slowly shook his head.

“As the child said, even if we were given another chance, we would head to Plum Blossom Island without hesitation.”

“……”

“We have no shame in what we’ve done. If the world criticizes us, isn’t that inevitable? In the first place, everything we did was not meant to be shown to the world, so we have no choice but to accept it.”

Bop Jeong glared his eyes and looked at Hyun Jong.

What the hell does this mean?

Wasn’t meant to be shown to the world? Willing to face criticism?

Can these words come out of the mouth of someone who leads a sect, let alone an alliance?

“Now… Do you truly believe that choice was right?”

“Bangjang.”

Hyun Jong sighed and said.

“There’s nothing perfect in this world.”

“…..”

“So, nothing can be completely right either. Thus, we can only ask ourselves. Am I really on the right path now.”

It is perhaps not a criticism toward Bop Jeong. However, Bop Jeong felt as if Hyun Jong was asking, ‘Do you really think you are right?’. An unbearable discomfort gnawed his insides.

On the other hand, Hyun Jong’s eyes did not waver. What was hidden in those deep eyes was the belief in oneself.

“My heart tells me I did the right thing. So, what do the eyes of others matter? Please, do not impose the ways of Shaolin on us. Heavenly Comrade Alliance will do what Heavenly Comrade Alliance believes is right.”

“…..”

“I think I have answered enough. Then.”

Hyun Jong stepped back.

Of course, Bop Jeong wanted to stop him. He knows that he shouldn’t let Heavenly Comrade Alliance go like this.

But he couldn’t. Someone came from behind Hyun Jong and was approaching Bop Jeong.

This person dyed his uniform, which was originally pure white, dark red with his own blood. The person who carries deep resentment with every limping step.

No matter how hurried Bop Jeong was, it was impossible to ignore the man and grab Hyun Jong.

Because the man was none other than Namgung Dowi.

“…Namgung Siju.”

Namgung Dowi, standing in front of Bop Jeong, glared with deep resentment in his eyes.

Why wouldn’t he?

Shaolin had thoroughly betrayed Namgung’s expectations.

It would have been one thing if they had not shown up at this riverside at all, but coming here and just watching as Namgung was mercilessly trampled upon was an unforgivable act.

Of course, Bop Jeong had his own reasons, but would it work for Namgung Family who went through that hell?

Even Bop Jeong never once thought that Namgung could forgive him. However, out of all the people in Namgung Family, he was speechless when he faced Namgung Dowi, who would hold the most terrible grudge against Shaolin among the people in Namgung Family.

While Bop Jeong was unable to speak easily and hesitated, Namgung Dowi opened his mouth first.

“…Collusion.”

A hollow laugh escaped his mouth.

“If what Bangjang said is true, our Namgung Family saved our pitiful lives as a result of the collusion between Evil Tyrant Alliance and Heavenly Comrade Alliance.”

“Si- Siju.”

“What should we do?”

Namgung Dowi’s eyes, already sunken and hollow, suddenly flashed with lethal intent.

“This puny life that barely saved through dirty collusion, should I kill myself now and regain that honor?”

“Namgung Siju. That’s not what I meant…”

“Haha…. Hahahahat.”

Namgung Dowi let out a twisted laugh.

“It seems like those who should have died have inconveniently returned for no reason, disturbing Bangjang’s peace. My apologies.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.”

“Is it really not?”

Namgung Dowi, with a straight face as if he hadn’t just laughed, pressed.

His eyes questioned.

Did Shaolin really hope that Namgung would return alive from that island? From the moment they gave up on rescuing Namgung Family, did they hope there would be no survivors?

Bop Jeong could not answer.

If it were only Namgung Dowi causing trouble, he might have been able to suppress it with authority. But with all of Namgung’s survivors glaring at him as if he were their mortal enemy, what could he possibly say?

Even with ten mouths, he would have nothing to say.

“If you do not wish to see us, it would only be right for us to disappear.”

Namgung Dowi looked back at everyone here with meaningful eyes.

“As Sogaju of Namgung…. And as the acting Gaju of Namgung Family representing the currently absent Gaju!”

His voice spread loudly.

“As of this moment, Namgung Family will withdraw from the Five Great Family and transfer its allegiance to Heavenly Comrade Alliance.”

“Na- Namgung Siju!”

A voice close to a scream came out of Bop Jeong’s mouth.

Bop Jeong thought he would naturally feel deep resentment toward the Ten Great Sects, but how could Bop Jeong have known that such a declaration would be made right here and now?

“This is not a matter to be decided emotionally!”

“Yes, it should be rational. I must be as rational as Bangjang who merely observed everything that unfolded at Plum Blossom Island!”

“….”

To the speechless Bop Jeong, Namgung Dowi bared his teeth and spoke as if spitting.

“So, when Bangjang claims that Heavenly Comraed Alliance colluded with Evil Sects, please also say this. That Namgung Family also became the main force of Evil Sects bastards.”

“…..”

“Please be well, Bangjang.”

Namgung Dowi turned around as if he didn’t want to exchange words anymore.

Bop Jeong’s face turned pale.

‘I- It shouldn’t be like this.’

Namgung Family must not be sent to Heavenly Comrade Alliance. No, even if Namgung were to join Heavenly Comrade Alliance, it should not happen now!

Who would believe it?

The moment Namgung joins Heavenly Comrade Alliance, everything Bop Jeong said will become nonsense. Even the fact that he had doubted Heavenly Comrade Alliance would turn into scandal!

It was clear that all the justification would be taken by Heavenly Comrade Alliance, and the status of Shaolin and the Ten Great Sects would literally be thrown into a pile of manure.

That simply could not be allowed. At all costs!

“Namgung Siju! Think again! Namgung….”

“Just leave it!”

At that moment, someone grabbed Bop Jeong by the shoulder.

When I turned around, he saw Jongni Hyeong, who had approached unnoticed, shaking his head with a twisted expression.

“This is not the time, Bangjang.”

“…Sect Leader.”

“I’m not saying it’s wrong to raise suspicions. But isn’t there a time and place for that too? There are wounded men groaning over there. If Bangjang, who is supposed to discuss the mercy of the Buddha, prioritizes saving Shaolin’s face by uncovering the truth of the incident over treating the injured, how will the world view this?”

“You’re being too harsh!”

Bop Jeong flushed and shouted.

Jongni Hyeong bit his lips tightly. To be honest, he didn’t want to just stopping Bop Jeong like this. His honest feelings were that he wanted to pour out even more harsh words.

However, he couldn’t. No matter how disgraceful Shaolin had been, it was the North Star of the Ten Great Sects.

And Kongtong is one of Ten Great Sects, and among them, Shaolin is a sect that has no comparison. (??? ??? ??, ????? ?? ??? ?? ?? ? ?? ?? ?? ???.)

For him, who had to maintain his relationship with Shaolin whether he liked it or not, it was impossible to push further than this.

“…Let’s just let them go for now, Bangjang.”

Instead of pushing further, he lowered his voice to a whisper.

“Aren’t there a lot of eyes watching?”

At the words, Bop Jeong reflexively turned around. The beggars of Beggar Union behind Shaolin and Kongtong were watching this scene with their eyes shining.

Their job is to spread the word throughout the world. No matter how much the words are controlled by the head of Beggar Union, it is impossible to completely block all those eyes and mouths.

And no matter how he looked at them, their eyes were not favorable to him. If he goes any further here, no one knows what will come out of their mouths and spread throughout the world.

‘Damn it.’

Bop Jeong bit his lips. His fists, hidden beneath his sleeves, were shaking.

Now he had no choice but to admit it. The mistake he made on the Yangtze River was too great. But even so, wasn’t the price too harsh and severe?

Bop Jeong felt an overwhelming desire to beat his chest in frustration.

They also ran this far distance in a month to save Namgung. Why couldn’t they understand Shaolin’s goodwill towards Namgung?

“Then, take care, Bangjang.”

Hyun Jong bowed deeply to Bop Jeong.

That utmost courtesy seemed to assert that they would not be caught in any wrongdoing until the very end. (? ??? ?? ??? ???? ??? ?? ??? ???? ??? ?? ?? ?? ???.)

Eventually, he stood up and, without even waiting for Bop Jeong to bow, turned around and shouted.

“Arrange accommodations and move the wounded!”

“Yes, Sect Leader!”

After catching a glimpse of the disciples of Ten Great Sects, Heavenly Comrade Alliance’s disciples began to move busily following Hyun Jong’s instructions. Even Tang Gun-ak, who stayed until the end, also cast an extremely cold gaze at Bop Jeong and turned away.

Bop Jeong stared straight ahead with bloodshot eyes. His body was trembling from extreme humiliation.

Heavenly Comrade Alliance’s disciples, who were lined up perfectly, moved away from them in perfect order.

‘In the end….’

Blood oozed from his bitten lips.

‘Is this how it ends?’

Bop Jeong did not want to admit it. But at this point, he had no choice but to admit it.

‘I can’t hold them.’

Even when there was friction with Mount Hua, he was boiling with anger, but in a corner of his mind, he still had the thought that he would eventually have to lead Heavenly Comrade Alliance back to the right path. It is said that any quarrels that arise from brief differences of opinion will be resolved naturally over time.

But at this moment, he knew for sure.

They are not the ones who could walk together with the Ten Great Sects.

“…In the end, it’s as you said.”

“Yes?”

“No. It’s nothing.”

Bop Jeong’s gaze held an unnatural chill, unbecoming of a monk.

Today, at this very moment.

An irreparable rift had formed between the Ten Great Sects and Heavenly Comrade Alliance, the two forces representing Righteousness in Kangho.

Now, no one could predict where this rift, emerging amidst the chaos of Evil Sects’ uprising, would lead Kangho.