Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 1968. He Was Really This Strong? (3) Kagak! Kagagak! The furiously swung dao frantically knocked away the plum blossom petals flying toward him. But no matter how much he struggled, it was impossible to block all the plum blossoms blooming endlessly. Kakak! Kagak! The fluttering plum blossom petals kept scratching past 491. Of course, the utterly feeble petals couldn’t penetrate the demonic energy wrapped around 491’s body. But the very fact that that sword qi was slashing at his body, regardless of whether it actually inflicted damage, was driving 491’s mind to the brink. ‘This......’ His consciousness wasn’t fading. Demonic art was, by nature, a cursed martial art that stole away the practitioner’s consciousness the more it was drawn out. Yet 491’s consciousness was piercingly clear right now. As though ice-cold water had been poured over his head. The sense of danger brought by the red blades of sword qi thrusting toward him again and again was forcibly awa...

Chapter 1967. He Was Really This Strong? (2) Kwaaaang. Baek Cheon’s gaze grew somewhat darker as he saw the golden Buddha-light soaring into the heavens. ‘Monk……’ There was no way he couldn’t know. How could he not know how the intention ( 心意 ) within that Buddha-light had changed? [ Simui . 심의 ( 心意 ). “Mind-intent” or “intention of the heart.” In martial arts, it refers to the intent or inner will embodied in a person’s actions and techniques.] A small ache settled over his heart. Of course, it was presumptuous of him to feel sorry for Hye Yeon’s change. Hye Yeon was more than capable of deciding his own path and his own martial way. There was no doubt that everything was a choice he had made for himself. But even knowing that, Baek Cheon couldn’t shake away the thread of bitterness that came over him. If the world weren’t like this, if there were no Demonic Cult rampaging about to bring the world down...... would Hye Yeon truly have chosen to walk that path of his o...

Chapter 1966. He Was Really This Strong? (1) “Waaaaaah!” Jo Geol leaped away in horror. He had avoided the rushing river of plum blossoms. His mouth fell open at the terrifying sword qi that grazed right past him by a hair’s breadth. The plum blossoms that had poured forth like a raging torrent swept up the Demonic Cultists charging toward them in an instant. Countless petals wrapped around the Demonic Cultists and dragged them back, forcing them farther and farther away despite their fierce resistance. “W-what is this…..?” Stunned, Jo Geol stared blankly at the sight. If you look at whether it’s destructive, it isn’t. If this sword qi were truly destructive, then the Demonic Cultists caught in it would’ve been torn to pieces in an instant. But that was precisely why this sword qi felt even more incredible. Without breaking the opponent...... No, more precisely, even without possessing enough power to break them, sword qi that could still push the opponent away. It was ...