Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1954. It’s Damn Fucking Good to See You Again. (4) Pain surged into his chest and his neck. Both the wounds carved into him in the past and the wounds carved into him now cried out in pain. The first emotion that rose in Heavenly Executioner’s mind as he pressed down on the wound from which blood was thickly seeping out was ‘unfamiliarity’. Yes. Strangely enough, it felt unfamiliar. This pain, too. This situation, too. Wasn’t it laughable? That one who had thrown himself into the Demon would find pain unfamiliar. Of course, if he thought about it for even a moment, it was understandable. For the past hundred years, Heavenly Executioner hadn’t been wounded by anyone. And yet, even so, he couldn’t tell. Whether the source of this unfamiliarity came from the long absence of pain, or because he hadn’t expected to be wounded by anyone on this journey to the Central Plains. ‘Perhaps it’s both.’ Heavenly Executioner stared blankly at the person before his eyes. It ...

Chapter 1953. It’s Damn Fucking Good to See You Again. (3) Throb . At the sudden pulse of pain, Heavenly Executioner lowered his gaze to his own hand. His palm had reddened. It looked insignificant, but in truth, it carried tremendous meaning. The gaze that had been lowered slowly lifted forward. Looking at his opponent, Heavenly Executioner murmured softly, “So... your name was Cheong Myeong, wasn’t it?” Cheong Myeong rested his sword across his shoulder and smirked. “It’s not like I think my name’s anything all that grand, you know.” “Hmm?” “But even so, it’s not a name the likes of a Bishop should be saying so casually. Just hearing it come out of your mouth is enough to turn my stomach, so I’d appreciate it if you’d refrain.” Heavenly Executioner gave a slight shrug. “How arrogant. Yes... just like ‘him’ .” Soon, blood vessels slowly spread across his eyes. A throbbing pain returned. Not from the hand that had blocked Cheong Myeong’s attack, but from wounds ...

Chapter 1952. It’s Damn Fucking Good to See You Again. (2) “W-Wait!” Hong Daegwang reached out, looking as though his breath might give out at any moment. “You’re... too, too fast...!” The beggars of the Beggar Union were, as a rule, highly skilled in lightness arts. Part of it was because the Beggar Union’s movement arts possessed certain advantages over those of other sects, but that wasn’t the only reason. To be precise, it was because the Beggar Union disciples themselves believed that while they might lose to others in martial arts, they would never fall behind anyone in lightness arts. As a disciple of the Beggar Union himself, Hong Daegwang was naturally confident in his lightness arts. Yet the speed of those surging ahead now had reached a level even he couldn’t possibly keep up with. Even so, he couldn’t bring himself to ask them to slow down. The expressions of those running at the front were far too grave. Even the consumptive Im Sobyeong was running with a...