Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1945. Just Like Back Then In The Past. (5) Hong Daegwang bit down hard on his lower lip. “….The bishop who appeared in Hangzhou was most likely with them?” “That’s right.” Cheong Myeong elaborated. “Even if it wasn’t that bastard, it doesn’t change anything. Wherever the Demonic Cult moves, there’s always a bishop. And I don’t think I need to explain what kind of monsters the Demonic Cult’s bishops are.” Everyone nodded. Whether they had experienced Hangzhou firsthand or had only heard of it through others, there wasn’t a single person present who didn’t know how horrifying the Demonic Calamity of Hangzhou had been. “Then we have to assume the Great Wall will be breached. Or perhaps it already has.” Im Sobyeong’s calm voice pierced everyone’s hearts like an awl. “Then, realistically speaking, the place where we’ll be able to intercept them is...” Letting the end of his sentence trail off for a moment, Im Sobyeong frowned slightly and turned toward Cheong M...

Chapter 1944. Just Like Back Then In The Past. (4) Everyone gathered inside the room stared at Cheong Myeong with grave expressions. “A preemptive strike...” After remaining deep in thought for a long while, Hyeon Jong finally nodded. Then he asked. “Sect Leader. What do you think?” In response, Un Am opened his mouth with a solemn expression. “Sabu-nim. To be frank, I am not someone capable enough to contribute to devising a strategy for this matter.” [Sabu-nim. 사부님 . Honorific form of sabu (“master” or “teacher”), used when respectfully addressing one’s martial master.] “Why would you say such a thing? You are the Sect Leader of Mount Hua.” Un Am smiled faintly at what was more admonishment than rebuke. “There’s no need for the Sect Leader to be the most outstanding person in the sect. Isn’t it enough if he knows how to listen to the one who is?” “You mean....” “Yes.” Un Am nodded. “Cheong Myeong has always been a child who knew an uncanny amount about the...

Chapter 1943. Just Like Back Then In The Past. (3) “What?” Hong Daegwang’s complexion turned pale. “What kind of bullshit is that! The North has been completely smashed? There weren’t even any martial sects there to begin with!” Then, as the report continued, Hong Daegwang was left utterly stunned. “Th-they’re trampling both the army and the civilians...?” Right, up to that point, he could still understand it somehow. But once he heard that the unidentified force had even crushed the cavalry of the nomadic tribes, it became impossible to maintain his composure any longer. “No... but why?” It defied common sense. If their objective was the Central Plains, then the nomadic cavalry shouldn’t be their enemies. They might have had no dealings with one another, but the saying “the enemy of my enemy is my ally” didn’t exist for no reason. Simply by breaking through the northern defensive line in their stead, the nomadic cavalry could’ve exploited their unparalleled mobilit...