"Ugh."
With a grunt, Wei Sohaeng exhaled heavily after climbing the last hill. 'What kind of mountain is this so treacherous?' He had felt this way before, but this mountain did not easily allow people to approach.
It was not just steep; the real problem was that to reach the peak, one had to climb countless cliffs barely wide enough to place a toe.
However, Wei Sohaeng found that climbing the mountain was easier than he had expected.
Unlike in the past, there were now stakes driven into every cliff he climbed, and these stakes were connected by thick ropes.
Holding onto these ropes made the ascent several times easier than climbing the sheer cliffs.
"Ugh! And yet, it's still this hard."
Wei Sohaeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
At Huashan, there was a place called Haegyeongji where those entering had to dismount and unsheathe their swords.
But at Huashan, there was no need for such a place.
The horses could not ascend here.
Thus, it was said that everyone climbing Huashan was equal.
High officials had to get down from their palanquins, and those who rode horses had to tie them at the foot of the mountain and ascend on foot.
That was how treacherous Huashan was.