The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 36

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The Youngest Son of the Nakhyang Jin Family – Chapter 97

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No one knew the names of these people.
They themselves referred to their organization simply as the Divine Sect.
A place that upheld the teachings of the Divine.
A fanatical collective bound together for the sake of a single person known as the Divine.
They crouched in the deepest shadows, yet only warriors capable of doing anything for their Divine gathered in this place.
Did they harbor ambitions to seize dominion over the martial world while lurking in darkness?
They harbored no such thoughts.
The martial world was nothing more than a plaything to them.
What meaning could there be in possessing something so trivial?
Their purpose had always been simple.
For the Divine.
Whatever the Divine desired, they would do.
Just as they had torn the Nakhyang Jin Family to shreds to obtain the Curved Jade, they killed people, recruited others to expand their influence, and every such act existed solely for the Divine.
They believed that only by serving the Divine could one become an immortal and ascend to heaven.
And the foundation supporting the Divine Sect was none other than the Twelve Angles.
The Twelve Angles, where each member’s strength and abilities harmonized perfectly.
This was one of the Divine Sect’s absolute sources of power.
And now, standing before me was the master of the Snake Angle.
Yeom Ji-hak.
How could I ever forget that face?
The one who had hurled Jang Chuchyeong’s head before me in that final moment.
That was Yeom Ji-hak.
I bit my lip as I stared at him.
I swallowed my breath, suppressing the killing intent that threatened to explode from within.
Not yet.
The power I possessed now was woefully inadequate compared to the past.
I had made no preparations whatsoever, and with the Blood Demon Sect Leader protecting him beside him, rushing forward now would be nothing short of courting death.
Moreover, he could read the emotions of his opponent.
I had come to realize this after several clashes.
Whether this was the power of the Curved Jade or a martial technique he had mastered, I could not say, but if he could read emotions, there was a high probability he would discover my true identity.
I had made some preparations, but it was far from foolproof.
I steadied my breathing and slowly released the tension from my body.
Just as I was about to turn away after watching Yeom Ji-hak enter the Chohyeon Sega, our eyes met.
“…!”
Our gazes had locked.
For just a moment.
Yeom Ji-hak, who had undoubtedly been watching me, slowly vanished from sight.
Then the wind stirred.
I felt a gust of wind sweep past me.
It happened in an extraordinarily brief instant, and simultaneously, the chilling sensation from behind made me freeze mid-motion.
I could feel it.
The sensation of the staff’s end touching the nape of my neck.
“Ho? And who might this be? Heh—I don’t know you, yet somehow I sense that you know of me. How peculiar, indeed.”
Taking in that voice, I slowly rose to my feet. I felt the staff against my neck move with me.
If he so desired, the staff would surely pierce straight through my throat.
As expected.
Ching—!
The scene flashed past in an instant, and I moved even faster, rolling across the ground.
Boom—!
Simultaneously, a piercing sound erupted from the staff.
The sound of air being torn asunder assaulted my ears.
Just as I tried to regain my stance.
Ching—!
Something else whistled past my head.
I launched my body upward and retreated hastily.
Crash—!
The roof where I had been standing exploded away, debris scattering into the air.
“Ho? What is this… Heheheh, how entertaining. It’s as though you’re moving with foresight of what’s to come. And that mask… Hmm—could you be one of those who slew the Yeongsal Corps?”
To his question, I watched Yeom Ji-hak in silence.
I could sense the auras of the Blood Demon Sect approaching.
But I had no attention to spare for them.
The moment I let my guard slip, I would die.
“Tell this old man—do you know? If it proves useful to me, I might just let you live.”
Yeom Ji-hak lifted his staff slightly, then brought it down against the ground once more.
Boom!
As though an earthquake had struck, a tremendous tremor erupted, and the roof shattered and collapsed in an instant.
It did not end there.
“Aaaahhh!”
“…What!?”
The entire building crumbled and caved in.
The people inside screamed in agony as they were buried beneath the rubble, yet Yeom Ji-hak merely chuckled with amusement, his eyes fixed on me as I soared high into the air.
Soon after, I hurled myself through the air and landed lightly on the ground.
“Perhaps you were here to target the Blood Demon Sect? Or the Chohyeon Clan? Then where are the others? If you answer before you die, you might just survive.”
Yeom Ji-hak spoke with urgency and swung his staff.
A weighty force came hurtling toward me with sharp precision.
It was sword energy—manifesting in a perfectly defined blade shape.
Feeling a force that my sword energy could not possibly withstand, all I could do was evade.
Crash—crash—boom!
The torrential sword energy shattered something else, creating another disturbance.
Yeom Ji-hak was not merely displaying raw power.
He was pressing forward with remarkable skill and experience.
A smile formed at the corners of his wrinkled mouth.
“Hmm? Is it the mask? Your emotions don’t show through very well. Or perhaps… do I already know you?”
“…”
I watched Yeom Ji-hak in silence, remaining vigilant.
The power of the Curved Jewel had saved my life countless times.
But I could not rely on it alone.
I had to find a way to escape this situation by any means necessary.
Then, I saw Yeom Ji-hak furrow his brow slightly.
“Indeed, your emotions are difficult to discern. As if you were prepared for this old man. Did… Gwanbaek teach you that?”
Gwanbaek?
At the unfamiliar name, the emotions I had been controlling suddenly wavered.
This was not someone who would fail to notice.
“Hmm? That’s not it?”
Yeom Ji-hak tilted his head, reading my emotions.
Reading emotions did not happen instantaneously.
There was a slight delay.
I used that gap to quickly regain control, causing him to begin doubting whether what he sensed was real or not.
But soon he shook his head and sighed as if giving up.
“Remarkable—you hide your emotions quite well. Am I being deceived, or is there something I don’t know?”
As Yeom Ji-hak felt his wavering emotions, his expression continued to crease and relax repeatedly.
Reading the opponent’s emotions and judging truth from falsehood.
Moreover, in close combat, it was an ability more fearsome than any other.
However, if one could reach the state of no-mind or freely control one’s emotions, deceiving him would not be so difficult.
That I could deceive someone who read emotions like this was because I had undergone countless training sessions to control my emotions in order to capture him in the past.
However, it could not be called perfect.
If a small gap appeared, it would be read.
The moment it was read, everything could be exposed.
Being as careful as possible, I let out a soft chuckle.
He reacted to the elated emotion and looked at me.
He seemed unable to comprehend how I could laugh in such a situation.
Seeing that, I quietly drew my sword.
“Shall we try, old man?”
“Who the hell are you—!”
Then.
Yeom Ji-hak let out a hollow laugh at the absurdity of it all, and in that same instant, Ma Hyeong-chu came rushing forward at tremendous speed.
Simultaneously, he caught sight of me and swung his blade.
Whoosh—!
Reading the trajectory of his sword, I stepped into the footwork without hesitation.
Confirming the blade that barely grazed past me, I steadied my stance and thrust my own sword forward.
Clang—!
Screech—!
Both Ma Hyeong-chu and I were pushed back one step in perfect synchronization.
But that was fine.
In fact, it was exactly what I wanted.
I threw myself backward with greater force, widening the distance between myself and Yeom Ji-hak.
Ma Hyeong-chu wasn’t the immediate problem.
I had to escape Yeom Ji-hak’s grasp by any means necessary.
“So you’re thinking of running. Do you truly believe it’s possible?”
Haha—
At those words reaching my ears, I laughed loudly.
Of course I was thinking of running.
The current situation was far too disadvantageous for me.
At the very least, I needed to separate one of them from the other to have any peace of mind.
I retreated backward once more with a powerful leap.
At the same moment, something came flying at me with the speed of light itself.
The force behind it was unmistakably one of Yeom Ji-hak’s techniques.
Boom—!
I didn’t even have time to evade.
My body was sent flying by the force that materialized in an instant.
Immediately after, I saw Ma Hyeong-chu pursuing me at a frenzied pace.

Yeom Ji-hak, who had unleashed a move he believed his opponent could never block, found his brow twitching involuntarily as his expression darkened.
Following the frenzied pursuit of Ma Hyeong-chu, I traced the path of the figure who had leisurely walked away and vanished.
Yet, nothing was visible.
If the strike had landed properly, the corpse should undoubtedly be sprawled somewhere with a gaping hole through its body, but the figure’s remains were nowhere to be found.
This was why the frown refused to leave his face.
“My lord! He has vanished.”
“Hehehehe, so my eyes did not deceive me.”
“Did you… see something?”
“I did. Something quite absurd, at that.”
From this result, Yeom Ji-hak became certain that his eyes had not betrayed him.
His move had undoubtedly struck the target.
The problem lay in how the opponent had taken the blow.
The figure had appeared as though deliberately accepting the strike, and the image of him treading upon it with both feet before launching backward remained vivid in my mind.
By leaping and gaining momentum, then propelled further by the explosive force that erupted from Yeom Ji-hak, he had managed to vanish from sight in an instant.
“This is no ordinary opponent.”
Yeom Ji-hak recalled the masked figure.
Though his face remained unknown, he felt the opponent was quite young.
The aura displayed on the surface seemed contemptibly weak, but that was merely because his true strength was concealed—a perfect deception.
Perfect enough to fool even Yeom Ji-hak himself.
And look at this now.
One of the Twelve Angles and the Blood Demon Sect Leader.
Even a master of a hundred generations would have found themselves inescapably trapped in this situation, yet the figure had found a path through and disappeared.
The shock was greater than that of a predator losing its prey before its very eyes.
“Hmm…”
Yeom Ji-hak stroked his chin and contemplated one more thing.
Something he had felt from the moment he first saw the opponent.
Movements as though reading the future itself.
Had he obtained a curved jade, just as I have?
To confirm this, I cannot afford to let him slip away.
“Find him. This is an opponent we absolutely cannot lose.”
“Yes!”
It was not merely because he was a threat.
If the opponent had obtained the curved jade, he would become a threat to the Divine Sect.
He must either be killed or brought to the Sect.
“It seems we shall have an unexpected night’s entertainment, hehehehe.”
Yeom Ji-hak laughed at whatever amused him so.
The cold moonlight illuminated the place where the opponent had vanished.

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