I Became the Namgung Clan’s Omnipotent Item-Powered Martial God - Chapter 66

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Chapter 66
Chapter 66 – False Credentials
#1
Wol Young stood motionless, waiting for Namgung Yeon.
The deadline for his outing was two days.
Two days had nearly passed since Namgung Yeon vanished with the promise of bringing back something he’d made.
“Captain, shouldn’t we be leaving soon?”
……
“We have our own schedule to keep. How much longer are we meant to wait here?”
“Be silent.”
Wol Young’s eyes widened sharply as she fixed her gaze on the tactless subordinate.
Did he even realize what he was saying?
Wol Young opened her mouth, thinking of Namgung Yeon’s eyes.
Those eyes of his.
Empty, emotionless — as though he saw her as nothing but a tool.
She’d faced that gaze countless times before, yet still she hadn’t grown accustomed to it.
This fool needed to stand before that gaze at least once……
“The clothes you’re wearing, the weapons at your side, even the place you live — all of it exists because of his grace.”
……
“If even I were gone, and you went about speaking like that…… your head wouldn’t stay on your shoulders for long.”
“Ah, no, Captain, why must you speak so grimly……”
“It is not mere talk.”
Wol Young spoke the words with a pallid, exhausted expression.
The members of the Heukpung Faction still looked unable to comprehend her response.
The previous leader, they said, had been cut down in a single stroke……
‘Still, isn’t she just a child?’
A wealthy one at that.
Her Martial Arts are strong, supposedly……
Those who thought such things had yet to truly understand the terror of the Namgung Family.
He cared nothing for worldly affairs, living only day by day, earning his keep.
“Still, Captain, you seem far more impressive to me. You manage such large estates so smoothly……”
……
“Really, I’m genuinely curious where all that money comes from. Our salaries never fall behind…… why do you have that look on your face?”
The woman stood absorbed in thought, gazing toward some distant point.
The man working for the Heukpung Faction watched his pale, drawn captain.
What had suddenly……
“Wol Young.”
“Yes, yes! Young Master!”
A glacial voice cut through the air.
Low and growling, almost menacing in its depth.
Though he was not yet past the age of voice change, his tone was far deeper than any youth his years, striking in its intensity.
Because of that, it struck all the harder at the chest.
The reason for Wol Young’s preoccupation was simple.
Behind the rambling subordinate, Namgung Yeon had materialized — the source of that voice.
He regarded the chattering man with hollow, feeling-drained eyes.
A suffocating silence hung for a moment, and as Wol Young’s lips trembled to speak.
Namgung Yeon’s voice came first.
“Information networks are always undermined by loose tongues.”
“I, I apologize, Young Master.”
Wol Young bowed until her head nearly scraped the ground.
Perhaps her confusion would be plain to see.
The members of the Heukpung Faction, unaware of the truth beneath, began to speak.
Of course, before that foul mouth could open, Namgung Yeon’s words came faster still.
“And you.”
“M, me?”
“The clothes you wear, the food you eat, and the vigor that lets you prattle on like that.”
……
Namgung Yeon despised this type.
A man who claws his way up from the gutter, tastes a windfall, and suddenly believes himself a genius.
The moment that conceit spills from his lips, disaster begins.
They needed to understand the truth clearly.
Who they had to thank for standing so rigidly upright.
And…… what their place truly was.
“One word from me and it could all be undone. Don’t go around letting that mouth of yours run loose.”
“…….”
“Answer me.”
“Y-yes…….”
Namgung Yeon turned away without hesitation and handed something to Wol Young, who was still trembling visibly.
Pieces to lay down in Hubei—groundwork for the larger game.
“Take it.”
“This is…….”
“New Identity Credentials. From now on, you’re the proprietor of the Emerging Commerce House and a nouveau riche come up from the south.”
“…….”
Wol Young received the credentials respectfully with both hands.
How had he managed to procure a new identity?
<This seems like…… far too much money, doesn’t it?>
<You’re not going to refuse it then?>
There exist sums in this world too vast to refuse.
#2
Wol Young had to think about her new identity.
She already had enough headaches deciding how to spend fifty thousand gold taels, and now…….
Her troubles only seemed to multiply, aging her with each passing moment.
And there was one more thing.
“He told me to learn Martial Arts…….”
The Martial Arts manual Namgung Yeon had given her.
At a glance, she could tell it was a superior discipline.
She continued to sigh, thinking of Namgung Yeon.
Was it really alright to just accept all this?
The weight of obligation grew heavier by the moment.
Yet to refuse it felt wrong, when she yearned to learn what Martial Arts could offer her.
The moment she saw that manual, bitter memories of her past surfaced.
‘Abandoned by my parents, I was only recognized for my aptitude in management—that’s the only reason I became a proprietor. If not for that…….’
She would have spent her entire life crawling through the alleys.
That’s what the Martial Realm was.
The shadows that legitimate Martial Realm turned away from were deep and dark…….
But if a woman could master Martial Arts, she could at least defend herself against most threats.
That was true.
At least she could live like a human being.
To do that, learning Martial Arts was worth the effort.
The Hanbeak Divine Art
(寒百神功)
A discipline characterized by pure white Qi rising alongside formidable yin energy, or so she was told.
Beautiful yet lethal.
Much like her own life.
Learning Martial Arts would present no difficulty, he had said.
‘He said I should begin Qi Circulation while taking this…….’
A Spirit Elixir, he called it—something that allows one to build Inner Energy even without natural talent for Martial Arts.
She honestly couldn’t fathom its true worth.
Though he’d already spent lavishly, his wealth seemed bottomless.
Frightening even to imagine.
But then…….
“Have you reflected on your actions?”
“……Yes.”
“The way you answer so readily tells me you haven’t truly come to your senses.”
“…….”
“Keep it up then.”
A figure stood trembling violently, barely catching their breath.
The subordinate who had disrespected Namgung Yeon.
He’d considered having them thrown out, but the man proved too useful to dismiss so easily.
Instead, he had resolved to give them a proper lesson in discipline.
“Why do you think we’ve managed to escape that hellish place and live so comfortably now?”
“…….”
“Well, if you can’t figure it out, at least commit this to memory: it’s because Namgung Yeon has been generous with his funding.”
Only then did the subordinate grasp the situation.
Now she understood why the faction leader fawned over him so readily.
Everything visible before their eyes had been born from his fingertips.
Though it was Wol Young, their faction leader, who placed the orders and made the selections, even that would have been impossible without Namgung Yeon’s favor.
“Mark my words well. From this moment forward, we must operate under new identities. So…….”
“I understand your meaning perfectly, faction leader.”
“This is your last chance. If it happens even one more time, I cannot guarantee your life.”
A reminder that there was only so much she could do.
She understood this.
On the first day she arrived at the Heukpung Faction, she had beheaded the former faction leader with a single stroke and become their ruler.
That same night when he had saved them while simultaneously binding them in new chains.
If his wrath descended upon them, she lacked the strength to preserve even a life as insignificant as hers.
To survive…… yes.
There was nothing for it but to elevate herself.
“Remember this, without fail.”
Her steady voice was like a vow she made to herself.
#3
The laws of the Namgung Family were supreme.
How many had perished under the name of the Namgung Family to uphold those laws?
In ordinary times, it was acceptable.
During an era of peace, it was entirely possible to cultivate the Namgung Family’s precious talents into supreme masters of the Martial Realm.
Back then, the mere mention of the Namgung name made all the masters in the Martial Realm tremble.
A few sacrifices?
It was common doctrine that those who could not endure even that could never grow into worthy members of the Namgung line.
“However, the circumstances have changed now. I believe we must shift toward protecting our talents to the greatest extent possible.”
“But Family Head, if we show such favoritism, the prestige of the Namgung Family may decline.”
“Our prestige will decline…… On what grounds do you speak so, Third Elder?”
The Family Head’s eyes blazed with intensity.
He was angry.
Angry at the Demons for laying waste to Hefei’s streets.
And at the way matters had spiraled because of someone’s negligence so long ago.
Perhaps sensing the displeasure that weighed on his mind.
The Grand Elder clasped his fist and rose to speak in his stead.
“The Third Elder’s words lack certain nuance, and we humbly ask that the Family Head show understanding.”
“…….”
Family Head Namgung Mu narrowed his eyes, regarding the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder’s words continued.
His appearance seemed somehow younger, more at ease.
“If we reinforce our safety measures and ensure no recurrence of past errors…… missions to the outside world would be nothing less than excellent training.”
“Hmm…….”
“Indeed. What enabled the Namgung martial artists to grow so swiftly until now?”
If they halted training in the field simply because Demons existed, their forces would prove useless when truly needed.
Rather, actively hunting Demons was the way to build true strength.
At least, that was the Grand Elder’s conviction.
“We have cultivated our warriors precisely for this moment. Those dispatched on missions…… the Elders will support them wholeheartedly.”
“…… If that is the Grand Elder’s resolve.”
This was a tremendous gamble.
Releasing personnel could result in loss of strength.
The more followers one had, the easier it naturally became to consolidate power.
Offering up personnel from the Elder ranks was tantamount to acknowledging their fault.
“Then we shall begin assembling personnel suited to each mission.”
“Yes, Family Head.”
“And one more thing.”
Namgung Mu spoke quietly, glancing about the chamber.
What he truly considered the crisis to be.
What the Third Elder’s words about declining Namgung prestige truly meant.
“These disciples are destined to lead the next generation. Therefore…… you must remember that the loss of outstanding disciples is what truly diminishes the Namgung Family’s standing.”
A family without a future is destined only for decline.
And so the disciples began to be assigned missions in earnest, their formal entry into the world.

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