Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1924. What Is It That You Desire? (4) The sharp tip of the sword moved slowly. The cold air of dawn split apart before that movement. Slowly, yet distinctly. And so the sword moved, and moved again. It was light. It was smooth. At times powerful, and at times immeasurably heavy. Countless meanings gathered upon the sword tip only to scatter again and again. Like waves rolling toward the shore, the intent contained within the sword remained the same, yet also changed each time. But if someone were to watch it, they might judge it to be nothing more than an unbearably slow sword strike. A Blunt Sword. [ Dungeom . 둔검(鈍劍). Literally “Blunt Sword”. A sword principle emphasizing weight, restraint, and depth over sharpness and speed.] A principle least suited to Mount Hua's sword was unfolding through Cheong Myeong's Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword. “......Hoo.” Cheong Myeong slightly lifted his gaze toward the sky. One shichen . That is the amount of...

Chapter 1923. What Is It That You Desire? (3) The warriors of the Frozen Land were strong. Every single day, they faced the sharp claws of beasts and battled against cold that flayed the flesh itself. They had been raised in a land where one could not survive without wagering one’s life day after day. Because of that, they had lived with pride, believing themselves harder and more steadfast than anyone else in the world. But as they faced the beings now approaching them, the warriors of the Frozen Land thought… Perhaps the strength they had always believed in was nothing more than snow atop a mountain that had never once seen spring or summer. “Heuuuuuuuuaaaak!” Shriveled invaders, so small they barely reached the warriors’ shoulders, charged forward with hideous shrieks. The hands gripping their spears trembled on their own. Yet before they could even suppress the trembling, the evil ghosts descended upon them with crimson-lit eyes. “KIAAAAAAAAK!” Kagagang! Bodies ...

Chapter 1922. What Is It That You Desire? (2) “You brought back quite a lot.” “….I got lucky.” Harhan answered with an expressionless face. [ 하르한 . Haleuhan.] And in truth, he really had been lucky. One wrong step and he would have become a bear’s next meal. As winter drew near, even the bears came south as though driven on by the cold itself. If one encountered a bear made savage before entering hibernation, one had to give up on the idea of dying cleanly. “Still, it looks like risking your life paid off. This should be enough to survive the winter.” “That’s right.” Harhan glanced back at the hides he had carried on his back. They were crudely treated hides, but there was quite a lot of them. To survive the winter, fur hides were necessary. A great many of them. Bears merely slept through the winter and that was the end of it, but humans could not stop moving even during winter. And these fur hides were the only weapons they possessed against the Great God of Win...