Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1960. If There Is Something to Be Gained, There Must Also Be Something to Be Lost. (5) “We’ll stop them here.” The moment the words left his mouth, Im Sobyeong pressed the end of his fan firmly against his temple. His face was deeply furrowed, practically radiating the feeling of, ‘ I knew it ’ would come to this. “Here?” But there was no way everyone else could have the same reaction as Im Sobyeong. “Sasuk. There isn’t even a wall here, so it’s practically open ground. It’s the worst possible terrain for stopping them. You do know that, right?” At Tang Soso’s worried question, Baek Cheon shrugged. “I know.” “......And you still intend to stop them? With Cheong Myeong sahyung unconscious, too?” “Yes.” “And the reason?” There wasn’t any particular disbelief in Tang Soso’s tone. She simply genuinely wanted to hear why Baek Cheon had made this choice. “Because we have to stop them.” “Yes?” Baek Cheon calmly replied with an expression that didn’t look pa...

Chapter 1959. If There Is Something to Be Gained, There Must Also Be Something to Be Lost. (4) Baek Cheon’s expression turned cold. “You said there were injuries?” “….Yes.” Accompanied only by Im Sobyeong, Baek Cheon faced Pung Yeong Sin Gae and took a short breath. Then he asked calmly, “What is his condition?” “......It isn’t a situation where I can easily say anything.” “Sin Gae.” Baek Cheon asked again in a subdued voice. “Please tell me clearly. What is his condition?” To be honest, this was somewhat bewildering. From age and experience to status, there was nothing about Mount Hua’s Baek Cheon that could be compared with Pung Yeong Sin Gae. At least, that was what Pung Yeong Sin Gae had believed until this moment. But at this moment, he couldn’t deny that he was being pressed down by the look in Baek Cheon’s eyes. ‘When did he become this…..?’ Until the previous war, he had never been someone of this caliber. It wasn’t simply a matter of martial abili...

Chapter 1958. If There Is Something to Be Gained, There Must Also Be Something to Be Lost. (3) Woong. The sword cuts through empty air. Wooong. From above to below, fast and precise. Anyone with even the slightest understanding of the sword would immediately recognize, upon seeing that movement just now, just how high a level of mastery it had reached. Wooong. Yet the one sitting a mere few paces away from such a high-level swordsmanship was yawning widely as though he were bored to death. “Haaaaaah.” Cheong Myeong yawned languidly once again, then casually wiped away the tears that had seeped from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips. He smacked his lips. “Phew.” Only then did the man lower his sword. Cheong Mun wiped the sweat that had soaked his entire face with the cotton cloth he’d prepared beforehand. Then, clicking his tongue, he turned to look at Cheong Myeong. “If you’re that bored, you could go on ahead and wait.” “You said you’d be done soon.” ...