The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 205

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 205

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Unexpected situations were always welcome.
Breaking through the formation array that lay beneath this place proved surprisingly simple. Mo Yong-cheon’s traces of carelessness still lingered, after all.
By simply following those traces, I was able to slip out of the area with ease and discover what appeared to be their inner residence.
“What on earth is this?”
“Cover your face. If we’re discovered, it will be catastrophic.”
At my words, Cheon Yul furrowed his brow.
Unable to find anything suitable to cover his face with, he tore his upper garment without hesitation to fashion a mask.
I observed this while surveying the surroundings.
Several towering trees caught my attention.
Suppressing my presence as much as possible, I leaped upward toward the highest point in one fluid motion.
The moment I reached the treetop, the interior of the pavilion became perfectly visible.
The first figure to capture my gaze was none other than Mo Yong-cheon.
Fortunately, it seemed my hurried pursuit had paid off—Mo Yong-cheon appeared to have only recently entered the chamber.
Though the distance was considerable, the reason he hadn’t noticed us was clear: he was absorbed in something else entirely.
What could it be?
As I furrowed my brow and continued observing the situation intently.
A familiar figure came into view.
“Auk?”
Auk was the Hobeop of the Divine Sect—a being who moved only when the will of the god they revered demanded it.
Yet his presence here… did this mean he had become their new sect leader?
That couldn’t be.
I watched the incomprehensible situation unfold.
The moment everyone suddenly prostrated themselves and Auk opened the wooden box he held.
A pure white Gok Ok entered my field of vision.
The instant I beheld that softly luminous object, I understood the entire situation at once.
“…!”
I quickly descended from the tree and turned to Cheon Yul with urgency.
“Do you happen to have any smoke bombs?”
“Smoke bombs? I have them, sure. These things prove quite useful when circumstances demand it. Want some?”
Cheon Yul produced something round from his robes and handed it to me.
I wouldn’t know the exact details until I used it, but seeing Cheon Yul’s confident expression, it seemed like something specially crafted by Sa Do-cheon.
“But what are you planning to use that for?”
“There’s no time for lengthy explanations. All you need to do is create a disturbance at a distance and draw their attention. I’ll handle the rest.”
“So what exactly are you——”
“Just do as I say.”
Trembling at the sharp gaze and weighty tone, Cheon Yul found himself nodding without thinking. Soon after, I watched him grasp his sword and launch himself forward.
I confirmed this while pressing myself against the wall, my mind racing.
If what I had seen with my own eyes was not a mistake, it was undoubtedly the Gok Ok.
The fact that Auk possessed it, and that Mo Yong-cheon appeared to have come specifically to obtain it, made it clear who the new Snake Horn Sect Leader would be.
I found myself smiling despite myself.
“The Sword Emperor is satisfied with his name, yet his greed knows no bounds.”
With a soft chuckle, I retrieved the mask from my robes and put it on.
In that instant.
Kwaaang—!
An enormous sound erupted, and murky dust billowed into the air.
The moment the sound reached my ears, I launched myself over the wall.
From a distance away, I caught sight of Mo Yong-cheon and Auk staring in shock at where Cheon Yul had been.
I channeled every ounce of my strength into my legs.
Then I pushed off the ground and surged forward.
The moment the two men sensed my presence and looked at me in alarm, I drew my sword without hesitation and unleashed a wave of blade energy.
My opponents were Mo Yong-cheon and Auk.
I could not afford to be careless.
So I swung with all my might, creating a gap between the two of them.
Saaak—!
The sword tore through the air, and those who felt the threat retreated half a step. Simultaneously, I saw their eyes widen, and I realized they had not yet fully comprehended this shocking situation.
I did not miss that opening.
I swung my sword.
My blade shot toward Auk’s throat in a threatening arc, and just as he panicked and twisted his head to evade, I altered my trajectory.
The sword’s path shifted toward the chest.
The blade descended smoothly and placed the Gok Ok perfectly on its flat surface, then I flicked it upward and caught it in my hand.
“No—!”
What followed was Mo Yong-cheon’s fierce cry.
At the ear-splitting sound, I pushed off the ground again and retreated, watching Mo Yong-cheon’s grip barely miss me through empty air.
I gazed at this and allowed myself a subtle smile.
At the same time.
Pwoooosh—!
The smoke bomb that fell to the ground erupted in thick black smoke, spreading in all directions.
Visibility was gone.
And what made it even worse for them was that it was now deep night.
“Ugh?!”
A small gasp sounded, followed by the scrape of a sword being drawn, but I swiftly vaulted over the wall and began deploying my lightness technique at terrifying speed.
“Chase—!”
Auk’s shout followed, and Mo Yong-cheon’s sword swung, unleashing a tremendous explosion.
Kwaaang—!
In an instant, a single technique dispersed all the black smoke.
He even demolished the walls surrounding the compound.
With the path now wide open, the Sageuk Warriors began pouring out like a flood.
“Wh-what?! What is that?! Who are they?!”
“Don’t ask questions. Just run. Unless you want to die.”
At those firm words, Cheon Yul fell silent.
This was no time for conversation.
The Sageuk Warriors streaming in from all directions were terrifying enough, but what truly sent shivers down my spine was Mo Yong-cheon himself—his expression and eyes carried something like the aura of a vengeful spirit.
“You bastards—!”
Screeeech—Crash!
He pursued us with terrifying force, unleashing power that seemed capable of sweeping away everything in its path. An overwhelming obsession radiated from him—the unwavering determination that he could never abandon Gok Ok.
His speed was so formidable that I was certain we would be caught if we stopped even for a moment.
“That madman is the Sword Emperor, isn’t he?!”
“Yes. If he catches us, we’re dead.”
“What in the world made him like this?!”
Cheon Yul seemed unable to comprehend the situation at all, his eyes pleading for an explanation. But even if I explained, he wouldn’t understand, and besides, this wasn’t the time.
Screeeech—Whoosh!
In that instant, Mo Yong-cheon’s sword energy grazed my shoulder.
The sharpness was overwhelmingly terrifying.
Despite being merely a glancing blow, it cut deeply.
“This is troublesome.”
I grimaced with a bitter smile.
It wasn’t simply that Mo Yong-cheon was frightening.
If we fought him directly, I was confident I could drag out at least a hundred exchanges. However, with the menacing Sageuk Warriors at our heels, this was no situation where I could attempt anything.
As I paused to think.
Zing—!
An alarm bell rang in my mind, and I lifted my head.
“You worm—!”
Moryeong Hyeok descended from the sky, closing the distance in a single bound with his body launched forward.
His sword swung down with terrifying force.
Crash—!
I barely evaded the blade, but the shockwave was fierce.
Rolling across the ground and rising quickly.
A sword flew down toward my head.
Thwack—!
Several strands of hair were severed, and blood erupted from my forehead. It was a divine technique created merely by the wind from a casual sword swing.
But.
Clang—!
“…!?”
I deflected the incoming Cloud-Piercing Sword Technique and retreated in one swift motion.
Slash—!
Behind him, I watched the Sageuk Warriors collapse to the ground—if they had retreated even a paper’s breadth slower, they would have been slaughtered where they stood.
“You wretch—! That belongs to me!”
Mo Yong-cheon, screaming with eyes bloodshot as if possessed by a demon, bore little resemblance to the Sword Emperor he was known to be.
I gazed upon Mo Yong-cheon and smiled.
In the next moment, as I examined the Gok Ok in my grasp and prepared to crush it—
Whiiiing—!
Something flew toward me faster than expected.
“…!”
A hidden blade.
Clang—!
I hastily swung my sword and deflected it.
Before the sharp sound could even register in my ears, a shadow fell across my vision, and simultaneously Auk appeared with his short sword, striking at me.
Clang, clang, clang, clang—!
In an instant, our blades collided repeatedly, sparks erupting between them.
As if driven by an unwavering resolve not to let me escape, his attacks poured forth relentlessly, continuously pushing me backward.
I parried his strikes while casting a glance at Cheon Yul.
He seemed to have caught some signal, and swung his saber with terrifying force.
Boom, boom, boom, boom—!
The moment his saber, infused with fierce saber energy, descended, the earth shattered and the surrounding trees were cleaved, toppling in all directions.
Fragments of stone shot upward like hidden blades, while the falling trees blocked the path of those approaching.
Yet this could hardly be called a true defense.
For in this place stood not only Auk, but the Sword Emperor himself.
“Move aside!”
The moment his cold voice, laden with ghostly intent, reached my ears—
Auk, startled, hastily threw himself out of the way.
Then Mo Yong-cheon’s sword came crashing down.
As if he would have cut down Auk along with me had he not dodged.
Whether driven by the resolve to reclaim what was his with his own hands, Mo Yong-cheon pressed forward without hesitation, his sword strikes closing the distance between us.
Clang—!
In the moment I blocked one strike, a brief gap opened between us.
I seized that opportunity to glance at Cheon Yul.
“Argh?! Uaaaagh!”
Those swarming toward him were the Sageuk Warriors.
With so many attacking fiercely, he was clearly being pushed back.
This situation was troublesome.
Not only was I facing both Auk and Mo Yong-cheon, but I was certain Cheon Yul, standing alone against the Sageuk Warriors, would not hold out much longer.
“감히- 감히—! 나의 것을 빼앗으려 하는 것이냐!”
At that moment, with a fierce cry, Mo Yong-cheon’s sword descended once more.
Clang—clang—clang, clang, clang—!
The weight of his power combined with the keen, piercing force of his blade.
It was clear that the title of Sword Emperor was not earned lightly.
However, compared to the three Emperors I had met thus far, there was a gap, and he was incomparable to Yeom Ji-hak, the former Snake Horn Sect Leader.
Moreover, with only Gok Ok entering my vision, I lacked composure. What he deployed was the Ascending Heaven Sword Technique, which had the Cloud-Piercing Sword Technique as its foundation.
Clang—screech—
“…!?”
I blocked it head-on and pressed my blade against his.
It did not separate.
Blade met blade with a sharp, piercing sound, and simultaneously I closed the distance and began pressing forward decisively.
I saw his pupils shake violently.
As if he had never imagined himself being pushed back.
That brief opening gave me composure.
I pressed forward, swinging my sword, and simultaneously twisted my body to extend my hand.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!
He retreated in alarm at the barrage of poison darts pouring down upon him.
It was only two steps back, but that was enough.
I launched myself forward.
“Where do you think you’re—cough!?”
Mo Yong-cheon cried out harshly and tried to swing his sword again, but a final poison dart shot faster blocked his action.
In that instant, I closed the distance to Cheon Yul and swung my blade toward the Sageuk Warriors surrounding him like a net.
Screech—!
“Argh!”
I cut them down in one breath.
My sword swung without restraint, unleashing light, and a dozen arcs flashed as I severed them.
There was no time to register the blood spraying.
I smirked and launched myself forward.
“Damn it!”
At the same time, Cheon Yul, recognizing the situation, threw another smoke screen toward the ground, and before the explosion even registered in my ears, he launched himself and followed behind me.
Then, something flew at us.
As if refusing to let us escape.
I twisted my body and swung my sword.
Boom boom—!
Fierce force collided in midair, spreading a powerful shockwave that made those pursuing us hesitate momentarily, buying us a brief window.
In that time, we grew steadily farther away.
Simultaneously, Cheon Yul’s voice reached me, quite frantic.
“You crazy bastard! We can actually survive this, right!?”
“We can survive.”
“How in the world!?”
How indeed?
I thought for a moment.
In truth, this situation was not something I had anticipated.
I never expected Gok Ok to make an appearance.
Since this was hastily arranged, it’s also true that I have no immediate solution if asked to provide one that could resolve this right now.
But.
I smiled and gazed forward.
Not far away, I sensed the presence of countless figures.
Those moving toward the exact location where the commotion was unfolding.
Yes, I had thought that if Gok Ok was involved, they would surely come.
I watched the silhouettes of the Shadow Figures becoming increasingly distinct before my eyes.
Those wearing pale white masks devoid of any expression.
Vassals of the Regent.
It was the moment another chess piece was added to the board.

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