The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 246

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 246

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A rumor began spreading covertly through the martial world of the Central Plains.
It spread quietly from mouth to mouth, yet its pace was impossible to contain.
Those who heard the tale bore expressions of shock, and simultaneously began whispering what they’d learned to others, causing the rumor that started in Luoyang to expand across all of Henan in mere moments.
No one could stop it.
Attempts to suppress it would prove futile.
It seemed only a matter of time before it spread throughout the entire Central Plains.
The matter was that shocking.
“Is that actually true?”
“Shh— keep your voice down.”
“I heard it too. The Moyong Family’s elite warriors tried to assassinate the Hwangbo Family Head?”
“Insane… even hearing it repeatedly, I can’t believe it. How could such a heinous act occur… and the Sword Emperor was present at the scene?”
“I heard the Sword Emperor resolved the situation. He said he was punishing a traitor to the family. But… given the circumstances, who would believe that?”
“Indeed….”
The people’s whispers showed no signs of ceasing.
It was none other than the Moyong Family’s warriors who had attacked the Hwangbo Family Head.
Of course, there could be other hidden motives, but considering the recent situation between the Moyong and Hwangbo families, it didn’t seem particularly strange.
From the Moyong Family’s perspective, the Hwangbo Family’s loud barking and pressure tactics gathering forces must have been deeply displeasing.
They may have even viewed it as a challenge directed at themselves.
It was certainly an irritating matter, so eliminating Hwangbo Janghu would reduce the noise and serve as punishment for the challenge to the Moyong Family.
Furthermore, it could prevent the Hwangbo Family’s influence from expanding.
Three birds with one stone.
There was no reason not to do it.
And there was yet another rumor added to this.
“But wait, I heard they were targeting the Young Master of the Jin Family?”
“Ah— yes, that’s right. He’s also had quite the conflict with the Moyong Family.”
The incident between Jin Cheon-u, the Young Master of the Jin Family, and Moryeong Hyeok was so famous that few didn’t know of it, making the possibility not entirely implausible.
Having utterly defeated Moryeong Hyeok, the Young Master of the Number One Sword Sect, and tarnished the family name—wasn’t this a situation worthy of gnashing one’s teeth?
No matter how much the Moyong Family denied all of this, there was no one willing to believe them.
All eyes would remain fixed on the Moyong Family, and those who harbored resentment would not miss the opportunity to launch their attacks.
And Hye-myeong wouldn’t sit idle either.
The Sword Emperor was completely cornered.
Not only would the Moyong Family’s accumulated prestige crumble in an instant, but even those who had praised him as the Sword Emperor would turn their backs one by one.
From now on, it would shake uncontrollably.
Shaking like an earthquake, trembling until the walls slowly crumbled down.
As I harbored such thoughts and a faint smile played at the corners of my lips, the door opened with Namgung Yeon’s voice, and she entered.
“What is it?”
“A letter has arrived from the Martial Arts Alliance.”
“From the Alliance?”
Namgung Yeon nodded and handed me a letter. Just as she said, it bore the seal of Commander Jegal Daewun, stamped with the emblem symbolizing the Alliance.
I opened it and examined the contents, but there was nothing particularly striking—it was exactly as I had anticipated.
First, it was a summons to come to the Martial Arts Alliance.
Second, it was a request to hear an account of recent events.
Considering that the incident with the Moyong Family had occurred four days ago, this felt like a rather belated invitation.
It seemed they had wanted to ascertain the exact facts first, likely due to the gravity of the situation.
They would have needed to verify the bodies as well.
Of course, either way made no difference to me.
“Young Master, what do you intend to do?”
“Of course I’ll go. Though the Commander’s seal is on it, this is ultimately a summons from the Alliance Lord.”
“You mean Gonghuang…?”
I nodded.
This was Hye-myeong’s way of seeking clarity about the incident. Regardless of who had been targeted, it was a serious matter, and he seemed intent on examining the situation more thoroughly.
There was no way I could pass up using this to my advantage.
“We shall accompany you.”
“No, that won’t be necessary. I intend to go alone this time. A large group would only waste time.”
“But what if they attempt something again?”
“If they haven’t lost their minds, they won’t.”
Given the current situation, even the Sword Emperor, no matter how extreme his intentions, would not move recklessly without good reason.
The Nine Sects and the Eight Great Families all had their eyes on this.
If anyone at that gathering had been attacked, the matter would inevitably spiral beyond control.
Did she sense my thoughts?
Namgung Yeon nodded in understanding.
“I see. But do you truly believe the Moyong Family will be shaken by this?”
“Without a doubt they will be shaken. But not to the point of collapse. Destroying a fortress built so solidly takes considerable time.”
At my words, Namgung Yeon clenched her fist.
Her resolve to bring them down was evident.
But it seemed things would unfold faster than I had anticipated. Considering Hwangbo Janghu’s sharp gaze, he would certainly go to Anhui and personally verify the traces left by the Namgung Family.
Once such information began to spread through the world, those who had questioned the Namgung Family’s past downfall would emerge, and from that point forward, it would be far more than mere trembling.
“Foolish.”
“What do you mean…?”
“The swordsmanship carved into the Namgung Family. It is undoubtedly rooted in the Cloud-Piercing Sword Technique, the foundation of the Ascending Heaven Sword Technique. That’s why the Moyong ancestors refused to reveal that martial art. To hide the traces.”
“…So even though traces existed, they couldn’t find them.”
“Exactly. But Mo Yong-cheon presented it to the world under the name Ascending Heaven Sword Technique. Though it changed somewhat, the roots don’t disappear. If examined carefully, anyone with discernment would notice the similarities in its essence.”
From Mo Yong-cheon’s perspective, it was nothing short of carelessness.
After so many years had passed and people’s attention no longer fell upon the Namgung, he likely believed he had sufficiently altered it and created an entirely new martial art.
Of course, that was merely his own delusion.
During the incident with Auk, the Ascending Heaven Sword Technique I actually witnessed did not deviate significantly from the Cloud-Piercing Sword Technique.
Just a slightly different feeling.
It’s far too absurd to consider it a new martial technique, so if I start investigating, it will inevitably come to light.
And if I knew that….
“Can I do it?”
I swallowed a groan and pondered.
I gained quite a lot from my fight with Gang Cheonho.
It wasn’t enough to elevate my level, but I obtained things that would prove helpful, so I wondered if it might be possible to eliminate Mo Yong-cheon.
No, I was certain I could do it.
Unlike Yeom Ji-hak, with whom I barely managed to reach a stalemate, and Gang Cheonho, who overwhelmingly pushed me back, the Sword Emperor’s level falls short of even Gu Gunbaek’s, let alone theirs.
If a position where I don’t need to worry about other matters is created, and I can gain even a slight advantage, I’m confident it’s entirely possible.
“Good, I’ll observe for now.”
“Yes, understood. However… should we continue surveillance on the Moyong Family?”
“Yes, keep watch on them as well. I don’t think it’s a situation where they’ll move recklessly, but the Sword Emperor is someone whose thoughts are impossible to discern.”
At my words, Namgung Yeon bowed and left the room.
Since this is a plan to eliminate enemies as bitter as mortal foes, Namgung Baek and Namgung Yeon will mobilize all their power and construct an information network that can uncover details even more thoroughly than before.
I entrust this to them with confidence.
Now then, I’m thinking of heading to the Martial Arts Alliance soon.
But before that, there was someone I needed to meet.
I quickened my pace, left the annex, and walked down the path.
I saw the Jin Family servants passing back and forth countless times, but soon after taking a different route, I felt the presence of people diminish somewhat.
Though not entirely absent.
After receiving their greetings and venturing a bit further in, a small warehouse-like building came into view.
Though it hadn’t been used for some time, I could see people now moving about busily, unlike before.
All of them were family servants.
Along with them, there were quite a few unfamiliar faces, and I suspected they must be the families or relatives of the servants.
As I opened the door and stepped inside, I saw Chaeseoha diligently inserting needles into someone’s body.
“Oh my, what’s going on here?”
“You’re working hard.”
“Hehe- we have quite a few patients. If you have business, please tell me quickly.”
“I need to obtain several medicines.”
“…Several? Not just one?”
“Yes, wound medicine and hemostatic agents, and something that can relieve pain would be even better.”
At those words, she stopped inserting needles and fixed me with a narrow-eyed gaze, her brows furrowing.
Soon, a sharp voice accompanied by a long sigh pierced my ears.
“Where are you going?”
“The Martial Arts Alliance.”
“Because of what happened last time?”
“Yes, the Alliance Leader has summoned me, so of course I have to go.”
I spoke with a light shrug of my shoulders, but Chaeseoha clicked her tongue with an even more exasperated expression.
As if questioning why someone going to the Martial Arts Alliance would need such medicines, I opened my mouth with a bitter smile.
“One can never be too careful. I might be ambushed on the way.”
“Are you planning to show mercy to the injured attackers?”
I shook my head at the question.
There was no way I would use Chaeseoha’s medicine to show compassion to those who attacked intending to kill me.
If I kill them, then I kill them.
Did she perceive that look in my eyes?
She let out a small sigh, rose from her seat, and handed me several medicines from various places.
Each one was a precious item.
Things that could never be obtained from outside.
“Should I come along just in case?”
“It will be safer here. Besides, I’m only going to have a conversation—there’s no need for you to follow.”
“Just a conversation, you say?”
“Yes, just a simple conversation.”
Chaeseoha frowned and shook her head.
Her eyes held absolute certainty that nothing of the sort would occur. The way she looked at me—as if I were someone who went around causing trouble—bothered me deeply.
Yet knowing that nothing would change her mind, she let out another sigh and seemed to settle her troubled thoughts.
“Don’t overexert yourself. While you’re building up your strength by drinking medicinal broths daily, I don’t know what might happen if you continue to push yourself.”
“That’s… quite a frightening thing to say.”
“Especially since your innate true energy has suffered considerable damage. You understand what that means, don’t you?”
“I do. And I’m being as careful as I can.”
“You should also know that recovery of innate true energy is not as simple as it seems.”
Chaeseoha, having already seen through my condition, warned me firmly.
Recovery of innate true energy cannot be achieved through cultivation or medicinal broths.
Since it could only be left to time, even someone like Chaeseoha would be powerless if the damage were severe enough.
I understood this well myself.
The ability granted by Gok Ok required only a small amount of innate true energy, but when facing Gang Cheonho, what I had drawn upon was clearly at a level that burdened my body.
“Don’t worry. Nothing like that will happen.”
Turning my back to Chaeseoha’s worried gaze, I curved a small smile at the corner of my lips.
Yes, there’s no need to worry.
A picture is whatever one paints it to be.

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