FVN Chapter 1137
Chapter 1137
Chapter 1137
The expressions of those who filled the training ground suddenly turned blank.
‘N- No....’
How should one describe this? Out of the blue? Absurd? Or just plain strange?
Anyone who has ever experienced Mount Hua Sect knows that the one who represents Mount Hua is Chung Myung, no matter what anyone says. Whether viewed from the outside or from within, Chung Myung has an incredible amount of influence on the sect called Mount Hua.
However, the perspective of those who have experienced Mount Hua up close for a long time is a little different.
The center of the sect called Mount Hua may be Chung Myung, but the center of the disciples belonging to Mount Hua is Baek Cheon. Chung Myung merely leads them, and no matter what anyone says, the one who unifies their thoughts and actually controls them is this devoted young man.
Even Hyun Jong, the sect leader of Mount Hua, didn’t he use Baek Cheon instead of Chung Myung when he had something to convey to the disciples?
It is not simply a second choice chosen because Chung Myung is busy. It is the result of a tacit agreement that while Chung Myung is leading the broad direction of Mount Hua, Baek Cheon should be the one leading Mount Hua’s disciples.
Baek Cheon, who was the definite future sect leader to Mount Hua and the representative of the current Mount Hua disciples, bowed his head in front of them out of the blue.
Tang Pae looked around with a blank expression. Everyone else seemed just as stunned and couldn’t even muster the courage to speak.
Whether it was because he was the only one who moved, or because they thought he was the right person for the job, everyone’s eyes were focused on him.
Tang Pae, under tacit pressure, finally opened his mouth with a reluctant expression.
“Dojang.... Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
Only then did Baek Cheon raise his head. He looked evenly at everyone, including Tang Pae.
At that moment, many words came to Baek Cheon’s mind. Polite words, words to soothe and calm, words to make the others feel apologetic, etc.
But those things eventually disappeared in an instant. Now was not the time to just save face and suture things together.
“This won’t do.”
In the end, what came out of his mouth were his honest feelings.
“Right now, we are training against absolute martial masters who we can’t encounter just anywhere. Every moment is precious beyond comparison.”
Everyone nodded at those words.
Whether enduring this training was difficult or not, everyone agreed on one thing: this was a rare opportunity that might never come again.
Even if you are a member of Sichuan Tang Family, how many times in your life would you have the opportunity to face off against the gaju? Even if you are a member of Beast Palace, would you have the opportunity to fight seriously against Beast Palace gungju?
Where else can you experience a situation where not one, but three of such people rampaging?
“But right now, we are wasting this time. This opportunity that may never come again.”
“....”
“I’m thinking about Heavenly Comrade Alliance, and furthermore, I’m thinking about Kangho, but to be honest, I don’t understand those grand ideas well. But I don’t want to waste this precious time like this. When we should be focusing all our strength on facing those masters, I don’t want to let old grudges get in the way.”
Several people, especially Namgung Dowi, nodded vigorously.
“So please, I ask you. Let’s combine our strengths.”
Tang Pae opened his mouth with a slightly displeased expression.
“Is it because it’s for a greater cause?”
“No.”
Baek Cheon said bluntly.
“Because that’s the way to help Mount Hua.”
Baek Cheon’s gaze was fixed on Tang Pae.
“Isn’t that the case for you too, Sogaju?”
The corners of Tang Pae’s mouth hardened slightly.
Right now, Baek Cheon is asking him. Do you want your subordinates to waste this great opportunity just because of some trivial grudge? Or do you want to use this time to improve yourselves?
‘He speaks well.’
Certainly, that is a departure from the original intention of creating Heavenly Comrade Alliance.
Even if it wasn’t Baek Cheon’s fault, the fact that the Tang and Namgung naturally took the lead in a place where everyone was present was more than enough to touch on the discontent they had been building up.
“I apologize for that. However, we did not mean to...”
“No, Baek Cheon Dojang. I don’t understand why you’re saying that if there’s no dissatisfaction. We just need to follow your lead, right?”
A sigh escaped Baek Cheon’s mouth. He could handle straightforward attacks, but dealing with sarcastic remarks like this was much harder. From his perspective as the great disciple of Mount Hua, no matter what he said, he couldn’t do anything more than pretend to be nice.
While Baek Cheon was pondering what to say, an irritated voice rang out sharply.
“How filthy sarcastic, you damned barbarian bastards.”
In an instant, the disciples of Ice Palace and Beast Palace were furious and turned their gazes at once. However, the moment they saw the one who spoke, their half-opened mouths closed again.
Im Sobyeong, wearing a miserably crumpled scholar uniform, was looking at everyone with annoyance in his eyes, barely able to keep his upper body upright. Everyone suddenly acts reserved by that sight.
“Have any of you faced as much discrimination as us Evil Sects son of a beast? We were treated like slaves by Mount Hua even before Namgung joined, and we’ve been treated like this here until now!”
When Im Sobyeong grew angry, Ice Palace and Beast Palace warriors averted their gaze.
“I’m Nokrim King, you punk! Nokrim King! If your gungju had stayed here like this, would you punk put up with it! Look at my face!”
When Im Sobyeong, with one eye dyed blue, got angry openly, no one could open their mouths. If the leader of another sect had been treated like that, alliance or whatever, they would have started a war that day.
However, Im Sobyeong tolerated such treatment without a single complaint. Compared to what Im Sobyeong and Nokrim had been through, wouldn’t it be no exaggeration to say that Outer Palace had been treated like an honored guest?
“That’s why Jungwon and Outer Palace are so shameless. You’re asking for help for all the things you’ve done for Heavenly Comrade Alliance! Even we, who have been slaves for years, can’t say such things!”
“...No, what....”
“Kuhuhum.”
Those who were about to reflexively answer, “Because you are of Evil Sects,” quickly covered their mouths. That was no different from saying people from outer regions should be discriminated against.
“If you’re going to complain, come back after slaving around for three years.”
“....”
“Fuck.”
Im Sobyeong, exhausted, looks up at the sky and lets out a deep sigh.
“Baek Cheon Dojang.”
“Yes, Nokrim King.”
“We’ve taken enough of a beating, haven’t we?”
“...Yes, we have.”
Im Sobyeong spoke with fire in his eyes.
“I’m sick and tired of getting beaten, so let’s figure out a way. I’m not even entertained by watching you get beaten anymore.”
At those words, Baek Cheon’s lips slightly curled up.
“I agree with you.”
“Then.”
Im Sobyeong looked at the place where Chung Myung and the others had disappeared with burning eyes.
“Let’s show those high and mighty guys how scary rebellion can be! Emperor, gaju, it doesn’t matter—a single stab with a bamboo spear...”
“Alright, that’s enough!”
That’s crossing the line, you Evil Sects!
“Everyone, gather around!”
At the order of Im Sobyeong, who quickly sorted out the situation, the people who had been lying around began to gather little by little.
Baek Cheon snickered watching them.
‘I’ve done enough, you damned son of a beast.’
Baek Cheon spoke to Chung Myung who was probably watching this scene from somewhere, and approached Im Sobyeong with an innocent expression.