Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 1756



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Episode 1756. Because I made it that way. (1)

Ominous, cerulean eyes glowed faintly in the darkness.

I feel it from up there.

Although it was very faint, the scent he was looking for was wafting in the air.

A look of triumph flashed across his red eyes, but it soon calmed down as if nothing had happened. He opened his lips slightly and his tongue came out to check the tightly wrapped bandage.

Swish.

The flesh of the Blood Cult leader melted into darkness.

This mountain is full of enemies. From their perspective, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a place of death, or the gates of hell.

However, the Blood Lord, who was seeping into the thick darkness that covered the entire mountain, showed no hesitation or reservation.

Okay.

His gaze, which had been slowly scanning the dark mountain, soon became fixed on one spot.

It was a mountain peak.

It’s not that special. It’s not the highest, the sharpest, or the most secretive. It’s just as ordinary as the countless other peaks that rise up here and there.

However, the blood cult’s gaze was fixed only on that place.

“… …There you go.”

The corner of the blood cult leader’s mouth, covered with bandages, slowly twisted.

His body, completely immersed in darkness, began to move secretly like the wind rising up a mountain, toward a clear goal.

Suddenly.

Likewise, a creepy bone cracking sound came from his bandaged hands. No matter how calm he tried to be, he was still a demon. His body, steeped in demonic spirits, would boil with blood just thinking about the two words, murder.

But at some point, the Blood Cult Leader’s feet stopped.

His body, which had been locked up at night, was slowly revealed. The concealment technique that had been covering his body was slowly coming off, but he didn’t even realize it.

A shock greater than the pain of death enveloped his whole body.

His bloodshot eyes twitched slightly.

‘This is… … .’

His instincts were warning him.

If you go any further you will die.

It was difficult to understand with reason and logic. It was just the instinct that had saved him countless times until now screaming as if it was going crazy.

At the same time, an eerie murderous aura pierced his skin. The Blood Master, who instinctively raised his hands and was about to take an attack stance, soon shook his head.

‘No. No.’

It hasn’t been discovered yet. Even if its existence had been discovered, its exact location would not have been known.

But the moment you take that one step, things will be different. The person who is giving off such terrible vibes will notice right away.

The Blood Lord cast his dark, sunken gaze at my feet.

An inch… … no, just half an inch.

That alone would alert the enemy to his presence. Perhaps that would be a quicker way to achieve the bloody sea he had been hoping for.

But the Blood Lord quickly shook that thought away.

‘No way.’

The defeated army is not so easy. Just what he did this time alone makes his future uncertain.

The Blood Lord slowly withdrew the foot he had extended.

If you are greedy, you will lose your head. In the first place, the enemy is spreading this great energy in all directions to detect enemy intrusion. And the Blood Master does not even know how this is possible.

If you try to follow along clumsily, you will collapse from exhaustion in no time. Even if you only detect half of the area where the opponent has spread his energy,

But you keep doing this all night?

‘Not a person.’

It’s not something that can be achieved simply by being strong.

Even if you have the same amount of internal energy, depending on how you use it, the ability can be as different as heaven and earth. In that sense, the ability of the person who performed this deception must be considered to be far beyond common sense.

Among the enemies, there is no one who can do such a thing… … .

Splash.

The Blood Lord, who had been gritted his teeth for a moment, turned around without any hesitation.

There will definitely be another opportunity. You can’t keep doing this all the time during the war. In other words, there’s no need to feel humiliated by stepping back for a while.

‘however…….’

The Blood Cult’s gaze turned slightly backwards once again.

This energy tickled his senses and grated his nerves, but at the same time, he felt a great sense of discomfort.

‘Is this really the spirit of a political party?’

If this is the energy of the Jeongpa guy, then what is this stickiness and dampness? It’s like… … .

The blood cult leader’s eyes darkened even more.

He stared straight ahead, then disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

* * *

Cheongmyeong, who had been burying his face in his knees, slowly raised his head and stared blankly somewhere at the bottom of the mountain.

The eyes seemed empty, but they were clearly looking somewhere accurately, even without focus.

Should I go?

I hesitated for a moment, but then gave up. In past wars, I had experienced countless instances of people deliberately drawing attention to themselves and drawing out Qingming, while another group would use this as a distraction to take the necks of their own troops.

It’s better to keep this spot for now.

He lowered his head again and rested his cheek on his knees.

There was a time when I took nights like this for granted. Even after everyone else was asleep, I couldn’t rest for a moment. It was a long, sleepless night.

At that time, I was sick and tired of everything. I was disillusioned with protecting people I didn’t even know why I had to protect, people I didn’t even know what gratitude was.

Nevertheless, Cheongmyeong protected everyone by sacrificing himself.

The next morning, I didn’t want to see Cheongmun’s face, swallowing her anger with a gloomy expression. For that reason alone.

But what about now?

Everyone has a reason to protect. Everyone knows how to be grateful.

But does that mean that the burden that Cheongmyeong feels has been relieved?

A kicking laugh escaped Cheongmyeong’s mouth.

I’m getting goosebumps.

The fact that something he started out trying to do differently ends up with the same ending. The fact that the result of struggling for a different result ends up dragging him into an even deeper swamp.

No, it’s not.

These evil thoughts that are now eating away at his mind are nothing more than the devil that has taken over his mind tempting him. There is absolutely no reason to be nervous about protecting the dead.

The moon was shining so palely that it was almost blinding. Cheongmyeong stared blankly at the sight and thought.

I feel like I’m going crazy. No, maybe I’m already crazy.

‘Fuck.’

It’s a terrible mental demon.

I have overcome the likes of the mind and spirit many times. The mind and spirit are like gatekeepers who stand in a place that is beyond the realm of the mind. They are like solid iron gates that must be opened in order to advance, or like steep cliffs that must be climbed.

But this time… … . something is different.

Even Cheongmyeong, who had overcome countless mental demons and reached a level that was difficult for a human to reach, had never experienced a more vicious demon.

The devil originally eats away at the human mind. The higher the realm, the deeper the exploration, the more viciously the devil tempts the person.

Knowing this, the reason why Cheongmyeong is now in chaos is…

‘What is the reason?’

This was because the devil had not yet come to him.

His realm has not yet reached the level of the Plum Blossom Sword Master of the past. Although he has experienced many things recently and has almost regained his senses of the past, looking at it objectively, he has by no means surpassed those years.

But why did this kind of evil come to him, something he had never experienced before?

No, was this even a simma in the first place?

‘Since when?’

Was it after I met Jang Il-so? Or before that, when I was heading to the shaman? Or when I witnessed the tragedy in Hubei?

No, this is not important. The important thing is why he is suffering from a mental disorder. There must be a reason for everything in the world. If it is not because of the heightened level of Qingming’s Wuwei, there must be another reason.

Cheongmyeong looked down at his hands. They were still shaking slightly.

As if he was afraid of something he didn’t know, his body betrayed his will. Cheongmyeong, who had been laughing in vain, leaned his forehead weakly on his knees.

‘You just have to win.’

It will be so. It has to be so.

But what happens if that doesn’t happen?

I suddenly became curious.

When one overcomes the mind, achieves perfect goodness, and cuts off attachment to the world, a Buddhist becomes a Buddha and a Taoist becomes an immortal. And those who have not sought that path separately are called spirits and remain in the world.

But what about those who couldn’t overcome it?

What happens to a person who has achieved everything possible as a human and yet still failed to overcome the final demon? What happens to a human who has reached such a high level that he cannot even die and has accepted the demon… … No, what happens to a human who has become one with the demon itself?

The moment his thoughts reached this point, his body began to visibly tremble like an aspen tree.

‘I am…….’

I think I know. No, I don’t know. No. I know. No, I never know. I don’t know.

It is a path that you know but must not know, and even if you can guess, you must never look into. This is the closest thing to fear for Cheongmyeong.

But… …if that happens. If that happens in the end?

Rustle.

Cheongmyeong flinched and crouched at the sudden noise from behind him.

I didn’t know we would get this close.

Of course. He had been concentrating all his attention on finding the traces of the unfamiliar. That was why he could not detect the movements of the familiar even within close range.

“… … Is it the death penalty?”

Cheongmyeong slowly lifted his head, which had been bowed, and turned around.

“What are you doing in a place like this?”

Dang So-so was looking at him with slightly surprised eyes.

Cheongmyeong opened his mouth to answer, but then closed it again. He didn’t want to let his hoarse, cracked voice be heard.

“… … Are you okay, Death Penalty?”

But I couldn’t continue to ignore it, so I eventually opened my mouth.

“You are the one.”

Fortunately, a plausible voice came out.

“What are you doing?”

“I am…….”

Tang So-so hesitated to answer for a moment. Qingming let out a short sigh without even knowing it. I could tell without even hearing it. He must be searching for Baek Cheon’s whereabouts. He couldn’t do it openly in front of others, so he took advantage of the moment when everyone else was asleep.

“… … Stop doing useless things and rest.”

“The death penalty… … What are you doing? Do you think that the death penalty is still nearby?”

“… … .”

“Then why?”

Tang Soso’s last words were close to resentment.

If you want to find it, you can find it. Cheongmyeong can find Baekcheon at any time. His ability is not necessarily needed. Just by releasing Baek-ah, you will find out where Baekcheon is in less than half a day.

But that means why don’t you look for it?

There was no answer for Cheongmyeong to these resentful words.

No, the question was wrong from the beginning. Cheongmyeong doesn’t need to look for Baekcheon. She already knows where he is.

Just… … Cheongmyeong wanted to ask again.

What can you do after you find it?

Should we keep him tied up and force him to live a life he doesn’t want for eternity? Or should we allow him to die a horrible death on the battlefield as he so desires?

Which one is the answer and which one is justice?

Cheongmyeong rose from his seat.

Right now, I shouldn’t waste my energy on talking to Dang So-so. She would soon notice something wrong with Cheong-myeong’s body. I wanted to get out of this uncomfortable situation as soon as possible.

Cheongmyeong passed by Dangsoso absentmindedly and walked into the thick forest.

“Take a rest.”

“capital punishment.”

Cheongmyeong paused for a moment at the voice calling from behind.

“How did it turn out like this?”

“… … .”

“I don’t think this is what we were hoping for.”

A bitter question flew in. Qingming glanced at Tang Xiaosu without expression. A dark shadow fell over his face, half-exposed by the moonlight.

After a while, Cheongmyeong muttered something. Then, after looking at Dang Soso for a while, he quietly disappeared.

Dang So-so stared at Cheong-myeong’s back as he walked away with worried eyes.

The voice he had just hummed lingered in her ears.

– Because I made it that way.

“capital punishment…….”

Tang Soso’s large eyes shook like a wrecked ship.