The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 4

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The Youngest Son of the Nakhyang Jin Family – Chapter 65

Sa Gong-chun, who had been pursuing the Yeongsal Corps belatedly, furrowed his brow at the sight before him.
Mountains surrounded him on all sides.
Large and small trees crowded the landscape, and the undergrowth was thick and wild.
Since no one traveled here, no path had been formed, forcing him to navigate the treacherous mountain terrain as it was.
But that wasn’t the problem.
He’d thought there was only one man, yet enemies appeared from every direction.
They concealed themselves in the darkness and dense brush, suddenly emerging to attack the Yeongsal Corps.
As the members chased after the fleeing attackers deeper into the mountains, the undergrowth grew increasingly thick, obstructing his vision.
“Damn it…!”
Sa Gong-chun, his brow furrowed, looked around left and right.
Whiiiing— clang— clang—
The sounds of clashing blades echoed from all directions.
He couldn’t determine where to go first, and worse, he’d lost track of the location of whoever carried the Jade Orb.
These were meticulously cunning and dangerous opponents.
Rustle—!
Then, he sensed a strange presence.
As Sa Gong-chun turned his head with a furrowed brow, someone suddenly burst forth and swung their blade.
Clang—!
He swiftly drew his sword and struck down the incoming blade.
Sa Gong-chun’s strength was formidable; the masked man who’d wielded the sword staggered backward, then collapsed onto one knee.
“A mask?”
Sa Gong-chun stared at the mask the man wore.
A mask that resembled a yaksha demon.
As he racked his mind trying to recall what organization wore such masks and moved toward the man, another masked figure suddenly appeared and unleashed a wave of sword energy.
Boom!
It wasn’t particularly strong, but it was sufficiently threatening.
Sa Gong-chun stepped back and glanced ahead, only to find that both the man who’d collapsed and the one who’d swung the blade had vanished without a trace.
They were making excellent use of the terrain.
Just as he narrowed his eyes at the increasingly dangerous situation.
“Deputy Leader!”
“Hu Yeom?”
“Yes, the situation is strange. These men seem to be…”
“Targeting us specifically, is that what you’re saying?”
Deputy Leader Hu Yeom nodded.
The situation was unmistakably clear to anyone observing.
Had they not been specifically targeted, such a perfectly executed ambush would have been impossible.
“Where is the Jade Orb?”
“I cannot determine the current situation. However, I am certain they possess it.”
“Did they target us along with the curved jade… or was the jade merely a pretext, and we were their true objective from the start?”
Sa Gong-chun moved forward step by step, muttering to himself.
Then he gradually began to release his suppressed momentum.
As the dormant power surged forth, the air around him transformed. Though I could not discern the sequence of events, neither could I simply endure this passively.
Moreover, I needed to discover what they sought and who orchestrated this attack.
Sa Gong-chun’s gaze grew increasingly piercing.
He then raised his blade and shifted his attention.
He had sensed a presence.
Shhhhwing!
The moment he unleashed his strike, a terrifying sword aura erupted forth.
Crash!
“Aaaahhh?!”
For the first time, someone’s scream pierced the air.
Absorbing that anguished cry, Sa Gong-chun’s lips parted.
“Leave only a few alive for questioning. Kill the rest.”
“Yes!”
No matter how skillfully they exploited the terrain or executed their ambush, such tactics only worked briefly.
Do not underestimate the Yeongsal Corps.
We were the ones most accustomed to such circumstances.
Whatever their purpose in wearing masks and stealing the curved jade, it would never come to fruition.

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Jang Chuchyeong had already found himself in the midst of the battlefield.
His clenched fists swept across the battle’s situation.
Following Jin Cheon-u’s strategy of striking and withdrawing, the tactic proved remarkably effective—numerous enemy corpses lay scattered across the ground.
But that advantage was fleeting.
As the enemy soldiers grew accustomed to the terrain and conditions, their momentum steadily rose, and they eventually overwhelmed the Sega warriors, completely reversing the tide of battle.
Observing this, Jang Chuchyeong recalled Jin Cheon-u’s words as he tapped his shoulder.

“I trust only you.”

Jin Cheon-u had never spoken such words before. Because of this, that voice ringing in my ears seemed to bolster my courage like nothing else.
“Huff!”
I steadied my breathing and clenched my fists.
And then, I charged forward.
Moving like a fierce tiger prowling through the mountains, I advanced straight ahead, undeterred by the thick darkness, my gaze fixed forward.
Clang!
There, I saw masked warriors of the Sega.
Watching myself lose ground against their overwhelming numbers and superior martial prowess, my momentum faltered.
“…!”
“The enemy on the right!”
The Yeongsal Corps members cried out, sensing my killing intent.
Too late.
My movements in the mountain range were far faster than they had anticipated.
Boom—Boom boom boom!
My fists flew in rapid succession.
Power that could shatter even jagged boulders struck their bodies.
Bones shattered and fragments flew.
Headless corpses collapsed, and blood sprayed in all directions.
“Hiyaaah!”
But I did not stop there.
I pressed forward, unleashing even fiercer attacks.
Boom boom boom!
Fists exploded forth.
Everything I had learned from Gu Gunbaek until now.
The sweat and blood I had shed.
The resentment and injustice.
This grinding rage and the flesh that had never ceased its daily torment.
I released it all in one breath.
“Haha! That madman!”
“Yes, kill them all!”
The masked warriors watching me cheered with fervor. I could feel the morale that had been suppressed suddenly surge upward.
Then.
A powerful gust of wind swept down from somewhere.
Startled, I quickly turned my head to look, and a burly man presumed to be from the Yeongsal Corps rushed at me at great speed, swinging his fist.
Boom—!
A tremendous collision of inner force.
As the fist swung, power rippled outward in all directions.
Unable to withstand the shockwave, I tumbled backward for a moment, but when I looked ahead, my eyes met those of the man who had thrown the punch.
“What the…”
“You seem confident in your fists? I’m the same way.”
“Who are you?”
“…Just call me Section Leader Yuk.”
Crack, crack—
The one who introduced himself as Section Leader Yuk cracked his knuckles and waggled his fingers at Chu Hyeongi.
Chu Hyeongi’s expression darkened.

“Be careful of the Section Leader.”

Jin Cheon-u’s words echoed in my mind.
He’d said I couldn’t win and should run if I saw him?
But I couldn’t run.
If I fled, the Sega warriors would be slaughtered.
Besides, I couldn’t lose to a brute who relied on his fists.
The moment my master learned of such a defeat, a terrible hell awaited me.
“Come on then, you bastard!”
“Ha.”
Section Leader Yuk regarded Chu Hyeongi with an expression of disbelief.
His expression gradually grew more menacing.
Soon, his face contorted like a malevolent demon, and he exhaled roughly through his nose as he clenched his fists.
“Arrogant little punk.”
He came flying.
Boom—!
By the time I registered it, it was already too late.
Chu Hyeongi felt a violent impact to his abdomen and was driven backward. Tremendous force and power hammered through his entire body, unleashing excruciating pain.
Gritting his teeth against the blood bursting from his mouth, he raised his head.
Section Leader Yuk was already before him.
Watching the man’s fist swing, Chu Hyeongi threw his own fist forward.
Boom—!
Crash—!
Section Leader Yuk’s inner force collided with Chu Hyeongi’s strength.
It was meaningless to ask who won—Chu Hyeongi’s body flew helplessly into the air and tumbled across the ground, while Section Leader Yuk merely stepped back three paces.
Yet even that seemed to shake him, for Section Leader Yuk’s pupils trembled.
Despite the clear difference in skill, he’d been pushed back three paces by someone without proper inner force at all.
His pride was wounded.
With his face flushed crimson, he charged forward menacingly, closing the distance and unleashed a barrage of punches at Chu Hyeongi, who hadn’t even recovered his footing.
Thud—thud, thud, thud, thud—!
“Ugh?!”
He took the relentless barrage of punches with his bare body.
The Sega warriors rushed to help, but they were overwhelmed simply trying to block the blades of the Yeongsal Corps closing in from all sides.
“You filthy vermin shouldn’t act so brazenly.”
After pounding away for quite some time, Section Leader Yuk seized Chu Hyeongi’s collar as he lay sprawled like a corpse, muttering under his breath.
The killing intent laced in those words was extraordinary.
A sensation as if the flesh on my entire body was being flayed.
Everyone listening felt their skin crawl.
Just as he raised his fist to deliver the final blow.
“Don’t… don’t you dare… mock me…”
“…!”
Chu Hyeongi, moving with desperate urgency, seized both of Section Leader Yuk’s wrists with all his remaining strength.
Though weakened, Chu Hyeongi possessed an innate divine power.
Section Leader Yuk struggled with all his might to break free, but it proved far from easy.
In that moment.
Chu Hyeongi swung his head with everything he had.
Crack!
“Ugh?!”
His nose caved in and blood sprayed.
A violent cry escaped as he tried to stumble backward, but Chu Hyeongi clung to him like a cicada, continuing to bash his head relentlessly.
Thud- Crack crack- Crack!
His nasal bone shattered and collapsed.
Teeth flew out in chunks, and his face progressively lost all shape.
With a head as hard as iron to match his strength, Chu Hyeongi reduced Section Leader Yuk’s body to a tattered mess, swaying like a puppet devoid of consciousness.
“Gasp, gasp, gasp…!”
When Section Leader Yuk’s breathing finally ceased, Chu Hyeongi came to his senses and released his grip.
Confirming the lifeless corpse sprawled before him, he tapped his own forehead with a ‘smack’ and grinned wickedly.
“Iron-headed Chu Hyeongi at your service!”
Chu Hyeongi roared out harshly.
His voice rang out so loudly that no one could fail to hear it. The Sega warriors, hearing this, began to chuckle one by one before swinging their blades with renewed ferocity.
Screech-!
The situation unfolded abruptly.
Blood erupted from Chu Hyeongi’s chest as he shouted with a resounding cry.
It happened so instantaneously that no one could comprehend what had occurred or how.
There was simply a man standing before them.
“So this is the dog that’s been barking so loudly. Can’t the Sixth Section even catch a single dog?”
The man standing motionless watched Chu Hyeongi collapse, bleeding, then slowly raised his hand.
At the same moment, numerous members of the Yeongsal Corps emerged from all directions.
The First Section of the Yeongsal Corps.
The moment the Section Leader and his members appeared, the situation reversed. Already struggling to contain the Sixth Section, their trump card Chu Hyeongi had fallen, and now the First Section and its leader had arrived.
Though hidden by their masks, the Sega warriors were all prepared to meet death.
“Keep a few of them alive. As long as their mouths can open, we don’t need their limbs.”
The moment the First Leader’s command rang out, his members surged forward.
Clang clang clang clang clang-!
Scrape!
Though someone managed to block the violently swung blade, Section Leader Yuk and First Leader had no way to mount any real defense.
They could only swing their swords desperately, clinging to whatever chance of survival remained.
First Leader watched the struggling men with a contemptuous smirk playing at his lips.
What was about to unfold would be nothing but one-sided slaughter.
“Hey.”
“…?”
CRACK!
That was the moment.
Everyone’s ears caught the sudden sound that erupted.
As all eyes turned toward the ear-splitting noise, First Leader’s body—which had seemed utterly unstoppable—spun wildly through the air before crashing to the ground with a heavy thud.
At the same time, something rolled across the floor.
As Section Leader Yuk and First Leader’s gazes naturally turned toward it, they saw First Leader’s head—so completely shattered it was barely recognizable as human—come into view.
Soon after, the headless body convulsed, spewing blood.
The Sega warriors’ eyes turned toward the one who had created this situation.
He kicked aside the scattered corpse with a flick of his foot, then scowled.
“What’s with this weakness? He’s not even as strong as my dog Baekgu.”
“Ah… It’s the Elder.”
“He really came.”
Gu Gunbaek.
He had revealed himself.
He wiped the blood from his hands onto his clothes without concern, then examined Jang Chuchyeong’s condition. Moving his fingers, he sealed the pressure points to stop the bleeding, then clicked his tongue.
“Tsk! I should have taken that bastard as my disciple. To think I’d see my own disciple cut down before I die… what a mess.”
Gu Gunbaek paid no mind to the cold stares from Section Leader Yuk and First Leader, his scowl deepening. He scratched his head vigorously, then let out a long sigh and turned his gaze.
His eyes took in everyone standing before him.
Those wearing masks were Sega warriors.
Those without were Jin Cheon-u’s enemies.
Gu Gunbaek seemed to grasp the situation roughly, for he pulled a mask from his pocket and put it on.
This must have been why it was given to him.
“You bastard sons of bitches. Fun? What fun! Looks like you were called here just to earn your keep!”
His grumbling voice…
rang out coldly through the night sky.

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