Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1937. There’s No Need to Understand. (2) It hurts. It hurt so much it was enough to drive one mad. Had so many people not been watching, he would have clutched his face and rolled across the ground. That is how much it hurt. “Keuugh...” They said that when pain became too great, even a scream would no longer come out. At this moment, the Phantom Divine Lord was realizing that saying was true. Why did this pain feel so unfamiliar? Just then, Cheong Myeong’s voice pierced his ears. “It hurts, doesn’t it?” There was unmistakable mockery in his voice. “What was it you said again? How many years did you spend in closed-door cultivation? Since you were already someone who used to swagger around like a big shot even before that, let’s see... Then it must’ve been at least thirty years since you last had a proper fight.” “.....” “I suppose that’s long enough to forget what pain feels like.” The pain remained as intense as ever. But after hearing words like that i...

Chapter 1936. There’s No Need to Understand. (1) Everyone who had climbed Mount Hua fixed their eyes on the training ground. The greatest under heaven of the past, and the greatest under heaven of the present. Those two stood ready to clash, staking their pride against one another. No, perhaps they were staking their very lives. It was the sort of duel that would leave even the spectators holding their breath. And yet, there was a distinct difference in the eyes of those watching. Most of the sect leaders gathered here couldn’t hide the tension written across their faces. They were excited by the knowledge that they were about to witness a legendary match they might never see again in their lifetimes, and by the possibility that its outcome could send enormous ripples throughout the jianghu. There were others, however, who displayed neither tension nor excitement, watching the duel with calm, indifferent eyes. The disciples of Mount Hua standing behind Hyun Jong clearly bel...

Chapter 1935. Anyone Else Have Something to Say? (5) Just as Hyeon Jong unconsciously began to rise from his seat, Hyeon Sang firmly pressed a hand onto his shoulder. Then he shook his head resolutely. “You said you wouldn’t step in.” “....Mm.” Hyeon Jong let out a strained groan, like a man whose throat had gone dry. Yes, he had promised not to intervene. No matter what happened here, this once, he would leave Cheong Myeong to handle it. And yet the reason Hyeon Jong had nearly stood up was neither because he had forgotten that promise nor because he regarded the vow he had made with Cheong Myeong lightly. ‘Cheong Myeong-ah.’ Hyeon Jong clenched his fist tightly. ‘If things continue like this.... won’t you end up bearing all the infamy Mount Hua earns because of this.... all by yourself?’ Hyeon Jong reproached himself inwardly for failing to foresee this. But now, all he could do was watch. Before he realized it, his eyes had become fixed upon Cheong Myeong’s bac...