The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 159

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 220

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The moment I sliced through the arrows in mid-air, I felt Cheon Yul’s tempestuous force bearing down upon me. That overwhelming surge, which had consumed all the remaining projectiles, now rushed toward where Geuk Tae-cheon stood.
Boom—!
With a deafening explosion, they recoiled in shock, stumbling backward.
Their formation crumbled in an instant.
Those who had been about to loose another volley tumbled over one another, and in that chaos, Namgung Baek moved, leading the procession to swiftly escape the area.
But we hadn’t bought enough time yet.
Everyone needed to get clear.
I drew my sword and swung it.
Slash—!
With a brilliant flash, the cascading sword energy mercilessly cut down those blocking my path, and without even time to see the blood spray, I launched myself forward, sweeping across all directions.
Whoosh whoosh—! Slash!
I moved like lightning and flint.
Though their numbers were overwhelming, that very advantage worked against them here.
Especially in these mountains, not some open field.
With limited ground to stand on, destroying those few positions would make this far easier.
Boom—!
“Ahhhhh—?!”
The moment I shattered the ground where they had been standing on the slope, countless bodies tumbled helplessly, sliding downward.
Simultaneously, as I thrust my blade across all directions, it became nothing short of a one-sided massacre.
Then, in that instant.
A strange sensation struck me, and I hurled myself backward.
Crash—!
At the same moment, Geuk Tae-cheon’s axe shattered the ground before me.
As that overwhelming force carved through the earth and surged toward me like a wave, I was about to adjust my grip and meet it head-on when—
“You bastard—!”
I heard Chu Hyeongi’s voice.
Then a fist came swinging.
Boom—!
Compressed air collided with Geuk Tae-cheon’s force and exploded.
A wind fierce enough to send my robes billowing swept across us.
But an even sharper sensation pricked my nerves.
Narrowing my eyes and glancing to the side, a blade thrust toward me.
A technique so perfect that even the sound of its swing was silent.
It felt like the sword of an assassin.
I tilted my head slightly.
Slash—!
I watched my blade cut through the fabric of his robes, meeting his gaze directly. His pupils trembled violently—he clearly hadn’t anticipated such a move.
Clang—!
As I confirmed the strike, I deflected his blade, and he stumbled backward, struggling to regain his balance.
I can feel it.
The gaze fixed upon me has turned distinctly sharp.
I can feel it.
The hostility directed at me.
“Hyang Do-un?”
“Haha, so you do know my name.”
“I suspected as much, but it’s really true.”
I shook my head and released a weary sigh.
Then I lightly evaded the incoming blade of the Green Forest bandits.
Boom—!
Chu Hyeongi’s fist drove forward toward him.
It wasn’t just one or two.
Those who had regained their senses surged forward, swallowing their rage.
The killing intent gleaming in their fierce eyes was clearly directed not solely at me, but at both Chu Hyeongi and myself.
“You bastard! How dare you disrespect the Green Forest!”
“Why are you taking this out on me! Go complain to my master!”
Boom! Thud! Thud!
Chu Hyeongi unleashed merciless fists upon those rushing toward him. Since Gu Gunbaek had ordered this, Chu Hyeongi couldn’t refuse—his position was utterly unjust.
Still, the fact remained that he had touched the Green Forest.
Chu Hyeongi seemed to be accepting the consequences of his own actions.
But what about my situation?
Rustle—!
As I glanced toward Hyang Do-un, I saw roughly a dozen figures encircling him.
Were they mercenaries bought with coin?
Or survivors from the Hyang-un Sega faction?
Regardless, their determination to protect Hyang Do-un was evident, and the hostility directed at me was palpable and thick.
It matters little.
If there was a way to resolve this entire situation at once, nothing could be better than that.
“Huff, huff… Damn it! Why do these bastards keep pouring in endlessly!”
Then.
Chu Hyeongi, who had somehow pressed himself against my back, exhaled roughly. He was clearly exhausted, sweat pouring down like water.
As I felt this, a bitter smile crossed my face.
Then something strange occurred.
The Green Forest bandits who had surrounded us suddenly vanished from sight.
Meanwhile, Hyang Do-un and his subordinates, who had been targeting me, remained at a distance, merely watching without advancing.
Was it simply fear of us that held them back?
But no matter how I looked at it, that wasn’t the expression I saw.
The moment I thought there might be something more to this.
Whiiiing—
A strange image flashed through my mind.
Without thinking, I grabbed Chu Hyeongi by the back of the neck and hurled us both away.
At the same instant, something came flying.
A massive, spherical object.
Something that should never exist in the martial world.

A Heaven-Shaking Thunder Orb.

The ignited sphere came hurtling through the air, already ablaze.
KABOOOOOM—!

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Hyang Do-un retreated far back to escape the fierce inferno and howling winds, a smile playing at his lips.
Jin Cheon-u of the Jin Family of Luoyang.
He had heard the rumors about him well enough.
Huashan and Songshan, and even Cheon Yul and Moryeong Hyeok—by skill alone, he was certainly equal to or perhaps even superior to himself.
Had they fought properly, his breath might have been snuffed out so brutally that revenge would have been nothing but a dream.
But this was not an honorable duel between martial artists.
This was revenge.
Blood-soaked vengeance against the one who had destroyed the clan.
Honor meant nothing in the pursuit of revenge.
All that mattered was succeeding in killing the target.
Whoooosh—!
Hyang Do-un watched the dust settling slowly and laughed.
It was worth spending all that money to obtain this.
No one could survive that explosion.
By now, that bastard would be scattered in pieces somewhere in the rubble.
Once I recover the corpse and send it to the Jin Family, my revenge will be complete.
By the time that rotting corpse reaches the Jin Family, I will have already fled the Central Plains, making it impossible for them to find me even if they tried.
With such a smile, he turned his head.
Geuk Tae-cheon’s expression caught his eye—the man looked shocked and pale, overwhelmed by the Heaven-Shaking Thunder Orb’s power far exceeding his imagination.
“Go and confirm it.”
“Ah… yes, of course.”
Geuk Tae-cheon nodded, cold sweat dripping down his face.
Despite holding the advantage, the way his head naturally lowered was no illusion.
If caught in that Heaven-Shaking Thunder Orb’s blast, not only would he perish, but even the Green Forest bandits would not escape unscathed.
No matter how skilled a Powerful Expert might be, before this Jin Cheon-lei, they are nothing but a handful of blood.
Hyang Do-un began surveying his surroundings with such thoughts in mind. He wondered if the creature’s torn torso, limbs, or even head might be scattered somewhere nearby.
Yet no matter how thoroughly he searched, nothing appeared.
Considering the destructive power of Jin Cheon-lei, it should have been reduced to fragments, but all that met his eyes were splintered wood and stones bursting outward, smoldering vegetation, and traces of blood.
“This… what in the world…?”
Hyang Do-un trembled, unable to comprehend what he was witnessing.
The presence of blood meant it hadn’t escaped the sphere of influence, yet no matter where or how he searched, there was not even a trace of the creature itself.
“Cough! Search for it! It must be gravely wounded, so it couldn’t have gone far!”
“What are you all doing! Scatter and search!”

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“Cough! Young Master!”
Chu Hyeongi shouted as he carried Jin Cheon-u on his back, racing through the darkness.
The strange sphere had burst, and an overwhelming force came crashing down. It felt as though his entire body would be shattered to pieces—a sensation of death so profound he could feel nothing else.
It was Jin Cheon-u who had shielded him from it.
He had wrapped his own body around me, enduring the force with his own strength.
Yet he had lost consciousness from the impact, and I was certain that had I not immediately picked him up and fled, we would have become their prey.
Chu Hyeongi considered his options.
Should I pursue Sang-haeng?
Since Chaeseoha was there, that would be the most certain course of action.
But he immediately shook his head.
If I joined them, I would become a target for both the bandits and the Hyang-un Sega. Moreover, I would need to stop to treat Jin Cheon-u’s wounds, which could make the others sacrificial lambs in this situation.
I couldn’t be certain that the creature that had reduced Jin Cheon-u to this state was only one.
What if it turned toward Sang-haeng?
Something terrible would unfold.
“…Just hold on a little longer! I’ll find us a place to rest!”
Chu Hyeongi ran forward like a madman.
With movements as bestial as any wild animal, he leaped over boulders and wove between trees—a sight that could only be described as that of a fierce predator.
Even the bandits, skilled as they were at traversing mountains, seemed to struggle to keep pace with Chu Hyeongi’s movements.
“What do I do, what do I do…!”
Chu Hyeongi muttered continuously while glancing about. He had never faced such a situation before, and though he knew he needed to act, nothing came to mind.
Then suddenly, he recalled an object in his possession.
He had learned to use the secret technique, but he had never once employed it in actual combat.
But now was not the time to be cautious.
He thought for a moment.
Night had deepened, and he didn’t know the surrounding geography.
Without a bird’s-eye view from above, it would be difficult to assess the situation, so what would be most helpful now was undoubtedly a bird—one with exceptional night vision.
Specifically, one with keen sight in darkness.
Chu Hyeongi brought the flute to his lips and blew with all his might.
Hoo- ooo, hoo- ooo!
The sound of an owl’s cry echoed across the landscape.
Was it because the sound had spread so widely?
Hoo-oop-
From somewhere, the cry of a Great Owl rang out.
As if answering, I looked up at the sky and saw a Great Owl circling silently through the air, its gaze fixed upon me—as though asking, “Did you call for me?”
That was the impression it gave.
Hoo-ooo-! Ooo-oop-
Chu Hyeongi played the flute once more.
The Great Owl descended, drawing closer with deliberate slowness, and after observing Chu Hyeongi for a long moment, it suddenly soared high into the sky.
“Damn it!”
Chu Hyeongi, his brow furrowed, cursed himself.
Accustomed to life without a master, he had grown negligent at some point.
Since he had never succeeded in communing with animals in the first place, he could not employ this technique in such an urgent situation.
While such thoughts consumed him—
Fortunately, something caught his eye.
There was a gap between two enormous boulders.
Dense undergrowth surrounded the area, and there seemed to be no better place to hide his body in this moment.
Chu Hyeongi moved with haste.
He squeezed between the rocks and pulled the surrounding vegetation to conceal the entrance.
Then, carefully, he laid Jin Cheon-u on the ground and examined his condition.
“Ugh, ugh, so what should I do first? So… aaaaah—damn it!”
Scratching his head violently, his hair disheveled, Chu Hyeongi suddenly widened his eyes and tore a strip from his own garment.
Then he carefully ventured outside to search for water.
But arriving in these mountains for the first time, he had no knowledge of where water might flow, and could only waste time searching aimlessly.
Hoo- ooo- hoo- ooo!
Then.
Suddenly, the cry of a Great Owl sounded from the empty air.
Startled by the abrupt sound, I moved toward where it came from and spotted the creature perched on a nearby tree—and with it came the revelation of a mountain stream.
What was revealed was none other than a valley stream.
Chu Hyeongi hastily soaked his garment in the stream water and filled the empty water vessel to the brim.
“Thank you!”
He called out his gratitude to the Great Owl, then swiftly rushed back toward where Jin Cheon-u lay. The Great Owl, perched on a branch, turned its head ceaselessly, watching Chu Hyeongi’s departure.
Unaware of that gaze, he quickly squeezed into the rocky crevice and carefully wiped the back of the prone Jin Cheon-u with his wet garment.
Despite the severe burns and the fabric clinging to the wound, Jin Cheon-u remained utterly motionless.
At this sight, tears streamed down Chu Hyeongi’s face.
“Heng… Young Master…”
This was his fault.
With Jin Cheon-u’s skill, he should have been able to evade it entirely.
But the reason he could not was clear—because I could not escape, he had shielded me instead.
If I hadn’t wrapped you, you would have been shattered to pieces.
Drip, drip—
Chu Hyeongi continued pouring water without stopping, even as tears streamed down his face.
He kept dumping water from the bucket to let the cold seep in, desperately trying to cool the intense heat.
And then.
A faint voice reached his ears.
“Stop… crying. My ears are aching from it.”
“…Young Master?! Are you alright?”
“I’m alive. Though I can’t move my body properly at the moment.”
“You mustn’t move! It’s incredibly serious.”
At those words, Jin Cheon-u’s hazy eyes turned toward Chu Hyeongi, as if trying to confirm whether he was unharmed or if there were any injuries.
“I’m… relieved you’re alive.”
“That should be my line, Young Master! What would I do if you died? Why would I wrap someone like me? Ugh, ugh, ugh. What am I even saying….”
As Chu Hyeongi spoke, tears and snot poured from his face.
Unable to easily suppress the overwhelming emotions, the endless tears had already soaked his body thoroughly.
Perhaps because of that sight?
A faint smile formed at the corners of Jin Cheon-u’s lips as he watched him quietly.
“Once… is enough.”
Suddenly uttering those inexplicable words, he slowly closed his eyes, disregarding the terrible pain he felt, and drifted into slumber.
“Young Master?!”
Still, this time I saved him, he thought.

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