Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 1758



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Episode 1758. Because I made it that way. (3)

“Go away.”

“yes.”

At the thousand-year-old order, the Blood Cult Leader bowed his head to the ground and crawled backwards away.

A look of disgust flashed across the thousand-year-old man’s eyes as he watched the sight.

‘It’s trivial.’

But his current situation, where he has to use even such a person as his hand and foot, may be insignificant. He is tied up in the chains of the religious laws, and although he has the power to shake the world, he can only talk from afar.

The teachers cannot interfere with the central government.

So what Cheon-sal thought was simple.

If you can’t get involved directly, you can get involved indirectly. If someone other than him causes chaos in the Central Plains, it is not against the law.

I know that this is nothing more than a shallow play on words. If the doctrine is strictly applied, the Thousand Years will not be able to avoid the standard of ‘disbelief’, the greatest sin of the doctrine.

The parishioners may think so, but the Archbishop alone will not tolerate his actions. Perhaps the person sent by the Archbishop to judge him is already nearby.

But Cheonsal didn’t care.

He proved his firm faith by beheading a young bishop who had broken the doctrine with his own hands, but the incident left a clear scar on his thousand-year-old heart.

– until when…….

Because Cheon-sal couldn’t answer that question.

‘Oh, my lord.’

Believe it or not, the devil will return and lead everyone again. This faith that doesn’t know where to go will definitely be rewarded.

But I couldn’t be sure of just one thing.

Will that descent occur before the lives of the survivors end?

The thousand-year-old’s eyes darkened.

The church forgets its past. Those who have not seen its greatness with their own eyes but have only heard of it are already suspicious.

Given the circumstances, if the descent takes place only after the lives of the survivors have ended, the religion will never be the same as before.

A method had to be devised.

‘The devil who descended to the earth will dye everything in blood.’

It was a prophecy that had been passed down for a long time, and an absolute fact that had never been doubted. One day, Cheon-sal was chewing on it, and an idea came to his mind.

The devil is dyeing the world in blood… …. Then, if the world is dyed in blood, wouldn’t the devil inevitably descend?

It may be a fallacy. But I believed that it was worth a thousand years of trying. No, it didn’t matter if it didn’t work. It was better than being stuck in an eternal waiting state without doing anything.

So he will do whatever it takes to dye the land before his eyes red.

It could be said to be a sacrifice prepared for the coming of the devil. He would even offer his devotion and life there. In order to prepare a world for the coming of the devil.

Cheon-sal bit his lips and stared at the vast land.

‘Oh, Heavenly Horse. Can you hear me?’

Can’t you hear the desperate voice of this poor man who desperately wants you, even to the point of threatening lowly people?

Cheon-sal, who was looking at the land of Jung-won with boiling eyes, soon turned around.

‘now…….’

And just as I was about to step out and walk away from here.

“Coolook!”

Suddenly, Cheon-sal crouched as if he had been struck by a sudden death blow. It was as if a giant hand had forcibly crushed him.

His hunched back shook violently.

“Ugh, wooweeeeeeek!”

Soon, a bucket of black blood poured out from his mouth.

‘what……?’

The thousand-year-old’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

‘What is this?’

Encroachment of the devil?

That can’t be true.

It is an undeniable fact that magic harms those who practice it. Just as it is impossible to deny that a sword can harm people no matter how it is used.

But Cheon-sal has already long since surpassed the realm. He has reached the ultimate level of demon. It is not that the demon controls him, but rather that he can control the demon.

It is as absurd for such a person to suffer from the side effects of magic as it is for a tiger to die from being bitten by an ant.

But then… …what on earth is this?

“Ugh!”

The thousand years old vomited blood once again.

It’s as if his flesh is betraying him and going crazy.

‘Mind demon?’

Another possibility crossed my mind, but I quickly shook my head.

It is different from the mind. Even the devil’s gate, which is said to be more severe than those who have mastered the true art before reaching the ultimate devil, did not shake the body without warning symptoms like this.

Then what on earth is this for?

Cheon-sal slowly looked back. His hands, not knowing where to go, trembled in the air, unable to grasp the ground.

‘……no way?’

Both eyes shook as if there was an earthquake.

‘Me now?’

Is this feeling that is digging into his chest what he thinks it is? Is it true that he is reviving the feeling that he must have forgotten decades ago, when everything in this world felt meaningless?

then…….

‘I need to check it. Right now.’

Cheon-sal kicked the ground in one breath. His body shot out like a black meteor.

To the north, to the desolate land he had left behind.

* * *

“Hmm.”

There was a deep look of concern on Hwang Jong-ui’s face. No, perhaps it was the fatigue that had built up over time.

‘It’s not easy.’

Harmony has grown beyond comparison to the past. Even with the influx of refugees, the number of people living in Harmony has grown to an uncountable number.

It wasn’t as easy as it seemed to allow them to settle down and live in harmony without any problems. Even with Meng’s help, it was not something that Hwang Jong-ui and the Galaxy Shangdan could handle.

“How long can we endure this, Your Majesty? We are too short on manpower. If we continue like this, everyone… … .”

“… … I know.”

A sigh escaped Hwang Jong-yi’s mouth.

“But that doesn’t mean we can’t ask for additional manpower right now.”

“That’s true, but… … .”

The upper echelons bowed their heads. Hwang Jong-ui said.

“The followers who have become shamans are literally fighting with their lives on the line, so should we be complaining?”

“That’s true. But… … .”

“Okay. But let’s try a little harder. The war won’t last that long.”

“……yes.”

The one who had started the conversation licked his lips and started rolling the abacus again. It was not that he completely agreed with Hwang Jong-ui’s words. It was simply because he knew that Hwang Jong-ui had much more work to do than he could complain about.

It’s hard enough to manage the harmony right now, and I have to support the shamans who have gone out and distribute the supplies they need. Even if I had a hundred bodies, let alone ten, it wouldn’t be enough.

‘If only the war ended in victory, then it would be evaluated that highly… … .’

It is a great opportunity that is overwhelming to imagine that you will become a contributor to the Cheonwoo Alliance that will take over the Central Plains. Perhaps you will actually achieve the dream of unifying the Sanggye.

Because at the end of the war, it was always the merchants who won.

‘But that’s something that happens after a person has lived.’

Even if he gains honor, what’s the point if people can’t live? If things continued this way, Hwang Jong-yi would die a violent death before the war even ended.

“… … Are you sure the war won’t be prolonged?”

“That must be it.”

No, to be exact, the war cannot be prolonged.

The easiest way to understand the situation is to check the flow of money and supplies. Neither the Cheonwoo Alliance nor the Sapaelyeon have the capacity to continue this standoff.

Since both sides are pushing themselves to their limits and continuing the standoff, if one side shows its bottom, there is no choice but to enter into an all-out war without any backlash. The two forces that are standing off from their bases will not have the option of retreating to their home base.

“then…….”

The person who was about to say something again swallowed the question. Hwang Jong-ui could tell what the question was without even hearing it.

Can you win?

Hwang Jong-yi felt a small sense of gratitude towards the person who had tolerated his question. In the past, he would have naturally answered yes, but now, even Hwang Jong-yi was secretly harboring doubts about the Cheonwoomaeng.

Why is it so sluggish and stuffy? The Cheon Woo-maeng he knew had much lighter steps.

Hwang Jong-yi, who was unable to do anything about his frustration, let out a deep sigh once again. Although he could guess the reason to some extent, there was nothing he could do in Hwaeum right now.

“We can only trust them and wait.”

“……yes.”

Hwang Jong-yi again fixed his gaze on the documents scattered before his eyes.

It’s hard, but we have to focus. I don’t want to pass on even a small burden to those who have to fight for the fate of the Central Plains. That can’t be done.

“Your Majesty.”

“What’s going on?”

“… … A guest has arrived.”

Hwang Jong-yi frowned at the unexpected news.

“Guest? Tell them that it is not the right time to receive guests, so please go back.”

“That’s not right. To be exact, he is not the Lord’s guest, but Maeng’s guest… … .”

A guest of Maeng?

There was doubt in Hwang Jong-yi’s eyes. That statement itself felt absurd.

First of all, there are no people in the current Central Plains who can be called ‘guests’ of the Cheonwoo Alliance. Even if there were, if they had accessed even the slightest information about how the Central Plains were functioning, they would have headed to Gyunhyeon rather than Hwaeum.

In other words, those who are ignorant of the situation in the Central Plains but have a certain status that can be called guests of the Maeng Dynasty came to Hwaeum. This is nonsense.

“Who did you say you were?”

“that is…….”

Before the answer could come back, Hwang Jong-yi stood up from his seat.

This was because the person reporting kept looking back. It was clear that the ‘guest’ had already arrived at the door.

“First, bring them inside.”

“Come in.”

As soon as he finished speaking, two people walked in.

One was of average build, while the other was somewhat small in stature.

‘Boy or woman?’

He was covered with a very large windbreaker, so it was difficult to recognize him. He should not have let someone who never showed his face approach Hwang Jong-ui. This was the fault of those guarding the outside of the door, and Hwang Jong-ui vowed to himself that he would hold them accountable for this matter in the future.

Anyway, I asked calmly without letting my guard down towards the two guests.

“Wouldn’t it be rude to ask why you came here?”

A man of average build noticed Hwang Jong-yi’s displeased expression and hurriedly answered.

“I have been rude.”

Hwang Jong-yi flinched for a moment. His pronunciation was awkward. He was not used to the language of the Central Plains.

At that moment, the man who had answered lightly shook my head.

“Uh… … Huh?”

Hwang Jong-yi opened his eyes wide, unable to hide his embarrassment.

Red lyrics, shaved heads, fluent yet strangely awkward pronunciation. When you put all of this together, it’s not hard to guess who these two people are.

“I am a monk of the Potala Palace. In the palace, they call me Bansun Lama.”

“Bar, half-line… …!”

Hwang Jong-yi opened his eyes even wider.

Soon, his gaze left Banseon Lama, the second-in-command of the Podalap Palace and the undisputed leader of the West, and turned to someone else.

Hwang Jong-ui clearly saw it. He came in through that door and saw Banseon-rama treating that small person as if he was serving him.

Who else in the world would be worthy of being served by the second-in-command of the Podalap Palace?

“Then, that person… … .”

The small man slowly removed the windbreaker that was covering his face.

Then, in the still young face that was revealed, there was an inaccessible divinity.

Hwang Jong-ui unconsciously flinched for a moment. Somehow, it felt so right.

‘That… person… … .’

At that moment, the young man’s mouth opened. A heavy voice that did not match his face flowed out calmly.

“Where is the Cheongmyeong Dojo?”

A vast, endless presence loomed over him. Hwang Jong-ui’s consciousness naturally became dizzy.