The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 264

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 264

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A deafening blast erupted wildly, assaulting my ears.
Not water, yet the sound crashed like a tidal wave, gnawing at my eardrums, and despite the distance, a gale-force wind tore through the trees and undergrowth with brutal force.
Simultaneously, the scent of earth, pine resin, and the dampness of ancient stone.
All of it flooded through my nostrils at once, scraping raw the back of my throat.
The heightened senses that Gok Ok had granted me formed a net.
A tightly woven mesh that caught every whisper of presence without fail.
But now, that very net had turned inward, suffocating me.
My hearing, which had once captured even the faintest insect chirps, now screamed in agony as blood poured forth, while my qi-sense convulsed violently, bringing a pain as if my skull would shatter.
Heo Baek instinctively reversed his inner energy to seal the gates of sensation.
Yet against the overwhelming torrent of pain, he finally collapsed to his knees.
“-!”
Eeeeeeee-!
A sharp, persistent ringing lodged deep within his ears.
No other sound reached him.
In that moment, feeling his consciousness slip away, he bit his tongue to anchor himself, then pressed acupuncture points to partially suppress his hearing as his mind threatened to scatter again.
As the cacophony of sound reduced to half its intensity, clarity gradually returned, and the trembling world slowly regained its proper shape.
“…… 대— 대주-!”
Flash-!
The moment his subordinate’s voice pierced through to him.
Heo Baek’s head snapped up as he fixed his gaze upon him.
“Are you alright, sir?”
His wavering vision finally steadied once more.
As he released the suppression on his hearing and regulated his breathing, the ringing faded, and he could feel his five senses gradually returning to their proper places, one by one.
Only then did Heo Baek rise to his feet.
He turned his head toward the location from which the blast had originated.
“This bastard….”
His narrowed eyes remained fixed upon that spot, unwavering.
As the face of the man who had surely fled by now flickered in his mind, he unconsciously ground his teeth, a terrible fury burning in his gaze.
“Quick to perceive, isn’t he.”
It was a technique impossible to execute without understanding his ability. The very fact that he had targeted not merely hearing alone, but had shaken all the senses, left no doubt.
The man had discovered it.
“I knew he was someone who couldn’t be taken lightly… but I never expected it to be this severe.”
Heo Baek let out an incredulous laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. Since he had never fully demonstrated his ability before that man, there should have been no way to learn of it, even if he wished to….
Yet he had done exactly this, which meant he had deduced the situation and reached his conclusion through inference. Jin Cheon-u’s gamble—uncertain whether it was mere suspicion or absolute certainty—had succeeded perfectly.
Heo Baek drew his senses up once more.
However, it is not as it was before.
Everything feels somewhat dulled.
To simply recover would require considerable time.
Yet I cannot simply sit idle and do nothing.
“I must find it before him! Without fail!”
Heo Baek narrowed his eyes and shouted through ragged breaths. Now was not the time to divide my strength thinking of Jin Cheon-u.
If I could not use my senses, I had to accomplish the objective before him through far greater numbers of people.
To abandon Binghua Yujing and obtain what I sought.
For this reason alone, I could not allow it to fall into his hands.
Absolutely not!
Heo Baek surged forward, kicking off the ground with fierce determination.

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“What on earth were you thinking doing such a thing?”
“It was a warning. I wonder if it landed properly…”
“A, a warning? Does that even make sense?”
Paeng Dohan stared at me with an expression of complete bewilderment. His confusion was plainly evident, yet I continued moving my body without bothering to offer an explanation.
Based on his actions thus far, the pursuit had ended. Rather, unlike before, he would now pour far greater numbers of people into finding the location.
If I attempted to use my senses again, I would clearly face another backlash. So finding the objective would take priority over chasing me.
Thanks to this, I could gain perfect breathing room.
Moving as swiftly as possible, I had obtained an excellent opportunity to confirm what the Heavenly Mechanism Dao was concealing.
And that time was now.
“I see it.”
“…?!”
I launched myself up the mountain with even greater speed.
As a result, Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo’s breathing grew ragged, yet gritting their teeth at the thought that the objective was within reach, they closed the distance.
The moment we reached the summit.
Shhhhh—
The mountain wind licking at our garments cleansed our breath.
The highest peak of Mount Taeак.
Upon beholding it, I felt the illusion of returning to that day once more. The landscape burned into my eyes was the same as then, yet unlike the memories of that time, neither corpses nor bloodstains existed, nor did the thick scent of death linger.
The place where Death itself had descended now shone with perfect serenity, as though it retained every ounce of pristine purity untouched by blemish.
I walked forward slowly, gazing upon it.
One step after another.
What was revealed was a massive gorge.
That place, created by nature itself, gave the impression that no entrance or exit existed, as though Mount Taeак itself were gaping wide open.
I regulated my breathing as I gazed upon it.
Shedding memories of the past one by one, I traced the black lines of the Heavenly Mechanism Dao etched within my mind.
Black lines rode the wind and layered themselves atop the cliff face.
The flow of mountain ranges, the pulse of water veins, the grain of the earth—every line converged toward a single point.
That place was a circle.
Before the Taiji rotates, a void circle with neither beginning nor end.
Yes.

The Limitless.

The howling wind shattered against the boundary and returned. The sound that echoed like distant waves was strangely suppressed here at the center.
And this place was precisely.

The Limitless Acupoint.

“Here it is.”
I gazed down calmly, a bitter smile crossing my lips.
The sensation was so absurd and peculiar that goosebumps rose across my skin.
This was the very place where my past self had unleashed their final mad laughter.
This acupoint at its center was where my last breath had been exhaled.
“Wor… if you fall, won’t you just die?”
“Don’t get too close. The wind is strong, so you could be blown off the edge.”
Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo cautiously approached and peered down, then shuddered and retreated once more.
The depth was so profound that survival after jumping seemed unimaginable—merely gazing into it induced vertigo and dread, with no visible bottom in sight.
“I will descend.”
“What are you saying now? You’re going to descend into this place?!”
“Yes.”
“Have you lost your mind? No matter what, this is… suicide.”
“That’s right! You won’t survive—you’ll die.”
I nodded at their words.
Certainly, the depth was so unfathomable that their terror was entirely justified.
But this place was unmistakably correct.
So I gazed down calmly and smiled, and Paeng Dohan furrowed his brow, then asked again as if confirming something.
“Are you truly going to descend?”
“Yes, I will.”
“There is something the Young Master desires down there?”
I nodded without answering.
I could not know precisely what the Heavenly Records concealed, but merely witnessing the Baek Myeon-in desperately searching for it made its importance undeniable.
I could not turn back with it before my eyes.
Was it because of the resolve burning in my gaze?
Paeng Dohan exhaled a sigh and ruffled his hair.
“Ugh! I don’t want to! But if the Young Master says to go, how can I refuse? We’ve received help, and you’ve taken us in, so I must protect you from your side! Fine! Let’s go!”
“Sigh— I knew this would happen. Alright, let’s go.”
Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo nodded with resolve. Despite their lives hanging in the balance, there was an unmistakable sense of inevitability about them—perhaps they also wished to repay the debt they owed me.
I smiled at their expressions.
“There’s no need to worry. Unlike before… this time we’re jumping to truly live, so I’m confident we’ll all survive.”
“Huh? When did we ever jump before?”
“Yes, in a dream.”
I etched their bewildered expressions into my memory before swiftly reaching out and pulling them toward me.
I gave them no time to steel themselves or show fear—I simply hurled us backward over the cliff’s edge.
“Aaaaaaaah-!”
“Kyaaaah-!”
The three of us plummeted at a terrifying speed, our combined weight dragging us downward. The screams of those I held pierced my ears endlessly, for the moment we struck the ground, our bodies would be crushed beyond recognition.
Yet I focused my mind as sharply as I could, surveying my surroundings.
Yes, I was no longer the helpless version of myself from before.
Then, I had thrown myself down seeking death. Now, I jumped seeking life.
“Hold on tight.”
In an instant, I drove my sword into the cliff face.
Crash, crash, crash, crash-!
As the blade bit deep, I felt a force that threatened to tear my wrist from its socket, but I gritted my teeth and endured, pouring every ounce of my inner strength into the blade.
The sword, infused with my power, carved deeper into the cliff as we descended, and I felt our uncontrollable speed gradually diminish.
But at this rate, it would take an eternity.
Whoosh-!
“Aaaaaaaah-!”
“Hiiiiik?!”
The moment I pulled the sword free, we plummeted at a mad velocity once more. We had descended so far that even the moonlight vanished, and complete darkness enveloped us.
Unable to see the landscape around us, unable to judge how far the ground lay below, the terror grew ever more suffocating.
Yet my mind remained clear—they did not thrash or struggle.
They understood the simple truth: if even one of them slipped from my grasp, death was certain.
I smiled faintly and drove my sword into the wall once more.
Crash, crash, crash, crash-!
The familiar sound reached my ears, and I felt our descent slow sharply before pulling the blade free again.
After descending for what felt like an eternity.
“Aaaaah-!”
Eon Garyeo’s cry had distinctly changed from before. The echoing sound grew louder, and I could sense that the ground was near.
I threw my body downward with all my strength, landing hard.
Crash, boom-!
A tremendous impact, and a massive crater formed beneath us.
The shock reverberated through my feet with tremendous force, yet for having jumped from such a terrible height, I remained remarkably intact.
“Are you all right?”
“Huff, huff… I thought we were dead.”
Paeng Dohan, seemingly overjoyed to feel solid ground beneath his feet, released a sigh of relief and began surveying his surroundings.
He appeared to be searching for some explanation for why we had done this, trying to understand what could possibly be worth risking our lives.
Shhhhhhh—
In that moment.
A peculiar energy emanated from somewhere, brushing against my senses.
As I turned my gaze, a wind flowing from the opposite direction became unmistakable.
It whispered as it blew, enveloping me, and the gentle breeze carried an undeniable sensation of drawing me forward.
The moment I took a step, Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo, sensing the movement, turned their eyes toward me.
“Hm? Where are you going?”
“Come with me.”
The instant the two startled figures rushed after me with hurried steps.
Shhhhhhk—!
A sudden gust of wind abruptly engulfed the two of them.
It bore no resemblance to the gentleness that had enveloped me.
As if warning them not to approach, the violent wind sent even the burly Paeng Dohan tumbling, let alone Eon Garyeo.
“Cough! What… what in the world is happening…?”
Paeng Dohan, sprawled ungracefully on the ground, coughed and struggled to his feet.
Without fully comprehending what had occurred, he attempted to approach me once more, but the wind that blew again forced him to halt his steps.
Because of this, Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo felt it.
That something was rejecting them.
Paeng Dohan, gritting his teeth, tried once more to step forward forcefully, but the wind that blew was fiercer and sharper than before, wrapping around him violently.
Shhhhhhk—!
And as his cheek was sliced as a warning.
Paeng Dohan could only stop, cold sweat streaming down his face.
“Young Master—! Where are you going?! What is this wind?!”
“…Please wait here for a moment. I will return shortly.”
The two voiced their complaints at the incomprehensible situation, but there was nothing to be done. My eyes now gazed only forward, and my ears captured only the voice of the wind.
And as I walked following the wind for quite some time before coming to a stop.
An unbelievable landscape assaulted my vision.
“What in the world is this…?”
The traces revealed by a massive gorge.
Lines appeared.
Countless lines that could not be attributed to human creation.
They were unmistakably lines carved by the sword.

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