Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1969. He Was Really This Strong? (4) A string of curses burst from Jo Geol’s mouth as he suffered a long gash beneath his eye. “Those damned bastards……!” “Calm down, you bastard!” Jo Geol, who had bitten down on his lips hard enough to tear them, twisted his sword as he watched the Demonic Cultists approaching. ‘They’re different.’ These men were incomparably stronger than the members of the Evil Tyrant Alliance. It was only natural. Demonic Cultists were fundamentally different from the Evil Tyrant Alliance, who had indiscriminately scraped together all sorts of people, without distinction. Moreover, even their very state of mind was different. Demonic Cultists had thrown everything away for the sake of their faith in the Heavenly Demon. Those who had filled their lives with fanaticism had endured prolonged hardships, becoming even more vicious and harboring an even more poisonous malice. So there was no choice but to say they were incomparable to those bas...

Chapter 1968. He Was Really This Strong? (3) Kagak! Kagagak! The furiously swung dao frantically knocked away the plum blossom petals flying toward him. But no matter how much he struggled, it was impossible to block all the plum blossoms blooming endlessly. Kakak! Kagak! The fluttering plum blossom petals kept scratching past 491. Of course, the utterly feeble petals couldn’t penetrate the demonic energy wrapped around 491’s body. But the very fact that that sword qi was slashing at his body, regardless of whether it actually inflicted damage, was driving 491’s mind to the brink. ‘This......’ His consciousness wasn’t fading. Demonic art was, by nature, a cursed martial art that stole away the practitioner’s consciousness the more it was drawn out. Yet 491’s consciousness was piercingly clear right now. As though ice-cold water had been poured over his head. The sense of danger brought by the red blades of sword qi thrusting toward him again and again was forcibly awa...

Chapter 1967. He Was Really This Strong? (2) Kwaaaang. Baek Cheon’s gaze grew somewhat darker as he saw the golden Buddha-light soaring into the heavens. ‘Monk……’ There was no way he couldn’t know. How could he not know how the intention ( 心意 ) within that Buddha-light had changed? [ Simui . 심의 ( 心意 ). “Mind-intent” or “intention of the heart.” In martial arts, it refers to the intent or inner will embodied in a person’s actions and techniques.] A small ache settled over his heart. Of course, it was presumptuous of him to feel sorry for Hye Yeon’s change. Hye Yeon was more than capable of deciding his own path and his own martial way. There was no doubt that everything was a choice he had made for himself. But even knowing that, Baek Cheon couldn’t shake away the thread of bitterness that came over him. If the world weren’t like this, if there were no Demonic Cult rampaging about to bring the world down...... would Hye Yeon truly have chosen to walk that path of his o...