Return of the Mount Hua Sect Novel Translation

Chapter 18. No way, right? (3) “Cough… this has to be….” The assassin reflexively grabbed the sword he had dropped. “W-what the…?” He forced his head up. His wandering gaze locked onto Seok Hanbin. No, more precisely, onto the small thing at Seok Hanbin’s feet. “A weasel?” The assassin stared blankly at the white weasel, then lifted his head and met Seok Hanbin’s eyes. Faced with that look—one that seemed to demand an explanation—Seok Hanbin found himself speaking without thinking. It was hard to ignore the desperation in those eyes, even if the man was here to kill him. “…I don’t know if you’ll believe me, but I don’t really know what’s going on either.” “……” “Seriously.” Only then did the assassin’s gaze leave Seok Hanbin and return to the weasel. “…Ugh.” It still seemed impossible for him to accept that he’d been sent rolling across the ground by something so small, but an assassin was still an assassin. He soon pushed himself up and steadied his stance. ...

Chapter 17. No way, right? (2) Clink. “Kikikii.” Clink. Clink. “Khehehehe.” “.....” A thick money pouch arced up above his head and dropped back into his hand. Each time it hit his palm, it rang with a heavy jingle, and Cheong Myeong burst into laughter. The Mount Hua disciples watching him didn’t feel entirely at ease. “Is this really okay, sasuk?” “...A bit late to ask that now.” Baek Cheon smiled faintly. At this point, there was even a hint of dizziness in that smile. “We’ve come too far to make a fuss over something like this. Just… go with it.” Hye Yeon nodded in admiration. “A commendable mindset for a Buddhist practitioner, siju. I’d believe you if you said you were close to enlightenment.” “I’m a Taoist, at least in name, so if anything, please call it ascension to immortality.” “Aren’t they the same thing? You die either way.” Jo Geol’s muttering was cleanly ignored. “No, but seriously—are we just letting this slide?” Tang Soso spoke up, st...

Chapter 16. No way, right? (1) Yoon Jong tilted his head. “Does that even make sense? Beggars have no money, but the Beggar Union is rich? How can they have so much money when it's just swarming with beggars?” “Tsk tsk, sahyung, think about it. Let’s say those swarming beggars each pay just one coin a year to the sect. Then how much money do you think that adds up to?” “Well…” Yoon Jong trailed off and shut his mouth. When people refer to the Beggar Union, the phrase most often used is the hundred-thousand Beggar Union . It means the number of its members reaches a staggering hundred thousand. Of course, that’s probably exaggerated… ‘…Or is it really?’ The idea that there are a hundred thousand beggars trained in martial arts is surely an exaggeration. If there really were that many, the jianghu would have long since been unified under the Beggar Union. But if you consider that even ordinary beggars who don’t practice martial arts are still loosely connected to th...