Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 940
Standing at the bow and gazing at Plum Blossom Island, a slight twist formed on the lips of Black Dragon King.
âHowâs the situation?â
âItâs proceeding as planned. Soon, even their remaining energy will be entirely depleted.â
âHmm.â
Black Dragon King snorted as if he were in a good mood.
âEmperor Sword.â
Occasionally, the fierce voice of Namgung Hwang could be heard even here. Every time he heard that voice, Black Dragon King had no way to suppress the smile that blossomed on his face.
âYouâre such a fool.â
How naive must one be to dare confront the water fortress on this water?
Once they entered the water, they ceased to be enemies of the water fortress. It was just prey that had to be cooked skillfully.
âSir Black Dragon King. I think your enemies are sufficiently exhausted, whall we tighten the noose nowâŠ?â
âStupid nonsense.â
Black Dragon King grandly waved off the suggestion.
âThis is fishing.â
There was a sneer on his lips.
âWhen catching a big fish, one must not boast of strength. If you fight with force, there is a high chance that the fishing line will break and lose the hard-earned catch. What matters in fishing is not strength, but patience.â
Black Dragon Kingâs eyes glared gently at Plum Blossom Island. It was the eyes of a predator waiting for the right moment.
âWe just need to be a little bit more patient. No matter how big the fish is, it will have no choice but to be dragged up on the ship after losing its strength.â
He pointed to Plum Blossom Island with his chin.
âContinue the attack! Just like loosening and tightening a fishing line, attack again when they start to relax.â
âYes!â
âHeuheuheu.â
A triumphant aura flowed from the Black Dragon Kingâs eyes.
âAfter all, they are just sheltered youngsters.â
He acknowledges Namgung Hwangâs ability. His martial prowess and innate ferocity were enough for even Black Dragon King to feel threatened.
But this is Kangho. Itâs not a world where brute force alone determines the outcome.
Right now, the Namgung Family must be acutely feeling the plight of a fish caught on a hook.
âThe more they resist, the deeper the hook digs in, and the more their strength fades.â
The hook, that is the Yangtze River, is already stuck deep in the throat of the Namgung Family. There was no way they could remove it on their own.
Hunger, fatigue, fear, and feeble hope.
All of that would now be driving the Namgung Family into the depths of hell right now.
âItâll take two days at the longest.â
Dragging the matter out too long isnât good either. There is a time for everything. According to Black Dragon Kingâs calculation, if they lose strength for the next two days, he can exterminate Namgung Family without any damage and without having to wait for reinforcement.
âContinue the attack!â
âYes!â
Black Dragon King chuckled softly.
âNamgung HwangâŠ. I will personally sever your head.â
His burning eyes looked at Plum Blossom Island as if they were about to devour them.
Meanwhile, Namgung Hwangâs eyes were dark and sunken.
The heavy shadows under his weary eyes seemed to speak of the deep turmoil he was in.
ââŠ..They have no intention of attacking.â
âGaju-nimâŠ.â
Looking at the ships still surrounding the island, Namgung Hwang muttered. He could see it when he looked away. These are the members of the Namgung Family who collapsed from exhaustion.
ââŠâŠ.â
A sigh escaped Namgung Hwangâs mouth, who looked at them in silence for a long time.
The attack barely stopped.
But he knows. The reason they stopped attacking wasnât due to a lack of strength. This is because we know that shaking things up through repeated attacks and pauses is much more effective than constantly attacking.
âNamgung Myung.â
âYesâŠ. Hyung-nim.â
Namgung Myung thought for a moment about calling him Gaju, but the word âHyung-nimâ ended up coming out of his mouth. This is because he guessed that the person Namgung Hwang was looking for was not Azuren Sky Daeju, but his younger brother Namgung Myung.
âWas I wrong?â
Namgung Hwang said in a self-mocking voice.
âDowi said that. That he must cut down the Black Dragon King while we still have strength left. Otherwise, we will eventually dry up and die.â
âHyung-nimâŠ.â
âThatâs exactly whatâs happening.â
The swordsmen of Namgung Family looked too exhausted even to hold their swords. They were barely maintaining their dignity by not collapsing on the ground.
But how long would that last?
Everyone is already at the end of their rope. If Namgung Hwang himself was feeling dizzy from the relentless fatigue and attacks, how much worse must it be for them?
âTell me, Namgung Myung.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWas I wrong?â
âHyu- Hyung-nim!â
Namgung Myung spoke in a desperate voice.
âThatâs not true. Your decision was the best. No Gaju would risk its sect memberâs life!â
ââŠâŠ.â
âItâs not over yet. Just a little longer⊠Just a little longer and reinforcement will surely arrive!â
âReinforcementâŠ.â
Namgung Hwang let out a soft laugh.
âWhat if it doesnât?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWhat happens if that reinforcement doesnât arrive in time?â
âTh- ThatâsâŠâ
Namgung Myung could not bear to answer. Both he and Namgung Hwang knew the answer.
âKekekek.â
Namgung Hwangâs shoulders shook.
âI canât stand it. I canât bear itâŠâ
Eudeueduk.
He clenched his fist so hard that his knuckles protruded.
âWhat I really canât stand is not death. Itâs not even the perish of Namgung Family.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âThose guys, the guys who trusted only me for the past three years and endured that painful training⊠I canât let them die as a swordsman, and make them die like theyâre being hunted⊠I feel so bitter and guilty.â
Namgung Hwangâs voice trembled.
He couldnât hold back his resentment and anger, and he couldnât hold back the disgust he felt towards himself.
âHyung-nim âŠ.â
âDid I really make that choice for the future of our family?â
ââŠYes?â
It was a voice toward Namgung Myung, but it wasnât really a question meant for him. It was a question he was asking himself.
âWas I just afraid?â
Namgung Myung held his breath. His voice was so heavy that he couldnât even think of consolation.
âWas I actually afraid to stake the fate of the family and their lives on my sword?â
Namgung Myung bit his lips instead.
He had never seen such a weak figure of Namgung Hwang. Despite the fact that there is not much age difference, Namgung Hwang has always been bigger than a great mountain to him.
But now, that Namgung Hwang is collapsing.
âHyung-nim! You mustnât do this. You are Gaju of Namgung Family! Everything in the world may waver, but you must not!â
ââŠYes. Yes, thatâs what being Gaju is.â
Namgung Hwang closed his eyes gently.
Gaju. The heaviness of that one word was now weighing him down endlessly.
âIâmâŠ.â
Namgung Hwang said with a hint of self-mockery.
âThere have been countless times when I lamented being born in this peaceful era.â
ââŠâŠ.â
It was rather out of the blue, but Namgung Myung didnât interrupt him. Right now, Namgung Hwang just needed someone to listen.
âIn this peaceful era, thereâs no opportunity for my sword to shine.â
Namgung Hwangâs gaze drifted to the distant sky.
âIf I had been born a hundred years earlier, during those turbulent times⊠I was confident that I would be a savior of the world and raise a reputation that is incomparable to now. Cutting that Heavenly Demon with my own sword.â
âHyung-nimâŠ.â
âButâŠ.â
Namgung Hwang burst into laughter.
âTheyâve been fighting this kind of war for yearsâŠ. Going through a hell that canât be compared to this, seeing family and disciples vomiting blood and having their heads cut off, yet they kept fightingâŠâ
ââŠâŠ.â
âHow could it have been? How⊠How could their heart not be broken?â
There was no vigor in Namgung Hwangâs voice. It was the first time in his life that he felt so small.
âI canât even muster the courage to cut off Black Dragon Kingâs head and save my family⊠Warring times? Heavenly Demon? Kekekekek.â
He scoffed and shook his head.
âI was just an ignorant puppy, not knowing my place. I was only one human being. OnlyâŠ.â
His clenched fist trembled violently as if it were going to explode.
âHyung-nimâŠ.â
âI know.â
However, even before Namgung Myung offered any words of comfort, Namgung Hwang dismissed his own despair.
âI know this isnât the time for such things.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âAzure Sky Daeju.â
âYes, Gaju-nim!â
âThe enemy will initiate a full-scale assault within days. They will try to drain all of our strength before finishing us off.â
âYes.â
âUntil then, somehow, let the disciples take turns resting.â
Namgung Hwang clenched his teeth.
âAt least there shouldnât be a situation where they die without even swinging their sword once.â
âI will follow your orders!â
Namgung Myung dashed toward the disciples. Namgung Hwang, who was staring at the scene, a deep sigh escaped his lips once again.
Thus, the assault continued unrelentingly.
Namgung Family, who lost their place to hide, changed their strategy and positioned themselves in a circle at the center of the island. Those on the outside protected those inside, taking turns to get even a momentâs rest.
In the midst of bombardment and relentless attacks by the enemy, a true rest was impossible. However, not having to wield their swords constantly allowed them to conserve some strength.
But that wasnât a very good move.
As they gathered inward, they could objectively observe their surroundings, and they had no choice but to realize how desperate they were.
A faint hope.
The earnest yet boundless belief that someone would definitely come to save them was all that supported them.
But⊠one day goes by, two days go by, and the third day goes by.
Reinforcement has not arrived.
ââŠâŠ.â
Namgung Dowi opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the setting sun.
Even the ordinarily comforting warmth of the sun felt unbearably suffocating.
ââŠHas no one come?â
He turned his head instinctively and looked at the riverside, but he still couldnât see anyone. He canât help but resent the empty riverside so much.
âCough.â
A dry cough came out involuntarily. Despite having drunk enough water, his entire body felt parched and withered.
âCan we hold on longer?â
No, whether itâs possible isnât the point. They must endure, no matter what.
Because others, enduring even greater hardships, are still holding on.
Namgung Dowi instinctively grabbed his sword and plunged it into the ground. And he barely managed to get his body up.
His eyes, burning with anger, locked onto the enemy ships surrounding Plum Blossom Island. Those ships surrounding Plum Blossom Island have never been so hatefulâŠ..
ââŠâŠ!â
At that time, Namgung Dowiâs eyes widened in shock.
âThisâŠ.â
His mouth suddenly opened, and the corners of his eyes fluttered.
âWa- Wake up. Get up!â
His voice came out strained as if wrung from within.
The ships that had been circling Plum Blossom Island, slowly draining the life out of the Namgung Family were now turning their bows towards the island at once!
Blood spurted from Namgung Dowiâs mouth, but he seemed not to notice, screaming as if possessed.
âHere they come! Itâs an attack!â
It is an all-out offensive, that is, water fortressâ final attack to put an end to the Namgung Familyâs life.
The last chapter of the long, hellish ordeal on the Yangtze River was unfolding.