The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 5

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The Youngest Son of the Nakhyang Jin Family – Chapter 66

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Even in the dead of night, the Nakhyang Jin Family remained boisterous.
Women played instruments while others sang. Some clapped in rhythm, and many more drank while savoring the pleasant melodies.
Jin Ga-muk raised his wine cup, observing the lively scene.
Tonight, the alcohol seemed to flow through me with unusual ease.
Despite those around me collapsing one by one, snoring loudly from their drinking, I felt no intoxication whatsoever—strange as it was.
“Hahahaha, Brother! Have another drink!”
“Are you alright? I heard you retching loudly in the outhouse earlier?”
“I threw it up, so I must drink again! When else would I have the chance?”
Baek Ja-hyeon, having regained some composure, refilled his empty cup.
The two men, entranced by the tinkling music, drained their full cups in one gulp.
Crash—!
At that moment, a loud sound erupted from somewhere.
The ground trembled, but it was swallowed by the music and singing.
“Ouch, have I drunk too much? The ground seemed to shake?”
“Eh? We haven’t even started properly, and you’re already drunk? Come now, have another drink.”
But as Baek Ja-hyeon staggered about with an unbothered expression and refilled the cup, I dismissed it as mere drunkenness and accepted it without concern.
Bang crash crash bang—!
Strange sounds and vibrations came again, seizing my ears and senses, but I paid them no mind, continuing to raise and lower my cup with Baek Ja-hyeon.
“By the way, Brother, did you see Jin Baek-ryong earlier?”
“Ah—yes, I saw him. He brought the Grand Steward with him.”
I chuckled softly at the thought of my younger brother. The intention behind bringing the Grand Steward all the way from Beijing to Nakhyang was becoming clear enough.
Crash—!
I let out a bitter laugh, ignoring the sound.
“That fool… still hasn’t given up?”
The power wielded by the Nakhyang Jin Family could not be described merely as formidable.
Because Jin Cheon-u was overwhelmingly superior to the other children, he obtained the position of Deputy Leader with ease, but the power struggles over the position of family patriarch throughout Jin Family history were no exaggeration to call a defining part of our legacy.
I won that struggle, and Jin Baek-ryong lost.
Yet from the looks of it, he hasn’t accepted defeat.
I opened my eyes slightly.
“If he becomes an obstacle to Cheon-u’s path, he must be removed.”
I spoke with my usual demeanor, words as cold as ice.
Though I had drunk, these words did not come from intoxication. For Cheon-u’s future, I would cut away and trample even those who shared my blood.
It was precisely because I was such a man that I had been the patriarch of the Nakhyang Jin Family.
“Ah! I brought up the subject, but let’s drop it! On a good day, we should only think good thoughts. Don’t you agree?”
Chuckle—
“Yes, let’s do that.”
CRASH—!
At the tremendous sound that followed, Jin Ga-muk and the others reacted. Unlike before, it was unmistakably a noise that assaulted the ears.
“What’s making such a racket?”
“Nothing unusual, surely. It’s your brother’s birthday celebration, so the village must be setting off fireworks, wouldn’t you say? Haha, an event of the Nakhyang Jin Family is a festival after all.”
“Is that so?”
“Haha, congratulations once again, brother!”
“Haha, thank you. Shall we have another drink?”
“Splendid!”

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Sa Gong-chun could not believe what was unfolding before him. Every time a deafening explosion rang out, members of the Yeongsal Corps were sent flying in bloody heaps.
When the situation developed differently than he had anticipated—that they would subdue their opponent shortly—his lips trembled violently.
“Deputy Leader! This is an extraordinarily powerful expert!”
“Ugh!”
Witnessing the situation with his own eyes, Sa Gong-chun understood.
A martial artist of an incomprehensible caliber.
Despite the distance, that overwhelming martial prowess sent shivers down his spine.
Alarm bells rang in his mind.
Do not approach.
Flee.
ZZZT—!
Feeling the opponent’s aura spreading in all directions, his breath nearly stopped.
In that moment.
My eyes met with the Masked Martial Artist who radiated an overwhelming presence while slaughtering the Yeongsal Corps.
Despite the distance, I could see it clearly.
Our eyes had met.
He was looking at me.
Though the mask obscured his expression, those narrow eyes seemed to be smiling.
And in that instant.
Something came flying at me.
SPLAT—!
“Kugh?!”
“Deputy Leader!”
Unable to withstand the overwhelming force striking his abdomen, Sa Gong-chun’s body flew backward.
After sliding back for some distance, he finally came to a stop by crashing into a tree, but he had to forcibly maintain his consciousness, which threatened to slip away.
Only then did he regain his senses and identify what had struck his abdomen.
A head.
A human head.
The body was crushed beyond recognition, making it impossible to tell whether this was a member of the Yeongsal Corps or one of the squad leaders.
“…Are you alright?”
“Ugh… What on earth…!”
While Sa Gong-chun struggled to regain his senses, the assault from the Masked Figures intensified.
With the overwhelming arrival of a Powerful Expert, the numbers of the Yeongsal Corps were rapidly dwindling—the situation had completely reversed.
“Deputy Leader!”
“Retreat.”
Sa Gong-chun bit his lip, his frustration evident.
But he had to admit it.
It was a failure.
Right now, there was no hand strong enough to turn this situation around, so retreating before the Yeongsal Corps was completely annihilated was the right call.
Shrieeek-!
As Sa Gong-chun nodded, the Deputy Leader blew his whistle.
However, even hearing that signal, retreat would not be easy.
The situation was that dire.
Sa Gong-chun, his brow furrowed, launched himself forward.
First, he had to escape this place and inform the sect.
Someone who knew of the Curved Jade’s existence and coveted it had appeared.
The fact that an overwhelmingly skilled Powerful Expert was mixed among them was an obvious threat to the sect.
So he had to hurry.
Sa Gong-chun deployed his lightness technique at full power.
Following behind, the Deputy Leader and his subordinates appeared, but suddenly a sword aura flew in, cutting a line between Sa Gong-chun and his men.
Boom-!
“…!?”
Then another group of Masked Figures revealed themselves.
Gathered around one person, they launched themselves forward as if they had been waiting, unleashing a barrage of attacks on the subordinates.
Slash-!
They were strong.
A chaotic melee erupted in an instant, blood spraying from the subordinates’ bodies. It happened in the blink of an eye, with nothing that could be done about it.
“We must leave!”
“Ugh… I know.”
The Deputy Leader’s words halted Sa Gong-chun just as he was about to rush forward with his sword drawn.
The situation was already at its worst.
If they dragged out time fighting these people, there was a strong chance that Powerful Expert from before would appear right before their eyes.
If that happened, escape would be out of the question.
Having made his decision, Sa Gong-chun launched himself forward once more.
His teeth ground together.
“Are you abandoning your subordinates and running away?”
Then.
A leisurely voice struck his ears.
Sa Gong-chun, startled by the sudden appearance, looked ahead to see a masked man leisurely emerging from between the trees.
He wore a sword at his side and regarded Sa Gong-chun with an icy gaze.
Though he radiated no obvious killing intent, the vertigo one felt upon meeting his eyes was no illusion.
At the same moment, Deputy Leader Hu Yeom drew his blade and launched himself forward.
The determination to prevent anyone from blocking Sa Gong-chun’s path was palpable.
Slash—!
Yet the Deputy Leader’s sword found its mark in vain.
As if he had read Hu Yeom’s move beforehand, the masked man sidestepped the blade with a single step, then closed the distance and thrust his sword forward.
Thud!
“Ugh!”
Hu Yeom’s shoulder was pierced clean through.
Gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain and stumbling backward, Sa Gong-chun finally regained his senses and stepped forward, unleashing a tempestuous force.
Boom—!
In an instant, power erupted in all directions.
It was such tremendous force that even the masked man was forced to retreat. Through the rising dust, Sa Gong-chun’s blade extended menacingly toward his opponent.
Clang clang clang—!
The two swords locked together, producing a violent sound.
The flashing blades and sparks that erupted created a mesmerizing spectacle.
Clang—!
Following a sharp exchange, both men retreated in succession.
Sa Gong-chun furrowed his brow.
Tremor—
He felt his grip quivering.
It meant his opponent’s level far exceeded the ordinary.
Sa Gong-chun’s gaze turned toward Hu Yeom.
He could see him barely standing, clutching his pierced shoulder.
“Step aside. I’ll handle this.”
“I can manage.”
“You are not his match.”
Sa Gong-chun was no fool.
His opponent’s capabilities far surpassed Hu Yeom’s.
He was certain that if they fought, Hu Yeom would not last even twenty exchanges, so it was better for him to step in directly.
He could not afford to lose his Deputy Leader in a situation like this.
Sa Gong-chun quietly pushed Hu Yeom aside and stepped forward.
The moment he confirmed the masked man was about to move, he blocked his path and began releasing his full aura.
Whoooosh—
The blade in his hand sang out.
This was the moment when the full power of Yeongsal Corps Commander Sa Gong-chun was revealed.

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Zzzt, zzzt—
As Sa Gong-chun’s aura spread, my body tensed in response.
He was truly formidable.
The sensation was entirely different from anyone I had faced before.
I could feel the danger coursing through my entire being.
Whoosh—
I steadied my breathing, raised my blade, and fixed my gaze upon him.
I watched as Sa Gong-chun’s eyes gradually narrowed.
“What kind of fool are you?”
“….”
He seemed unable to believe I belonged to the Nakhyang Jin Family, his mind visibly churning as he tried to comprehend the situation.
Observing this, I let a sneer cross my lips and simply pointed my blade at him without answering.
“You’re the type who needs to be chopped into pieces before you’ll talk.”
Sa Gong-chun’s aura grew even sharper, his eyes blazing with killing intent that overflowed like a torrent, making every sense in my body stand on edge.
I too assumed a light martial stance.
The distance between us was three paces.
We were both well within striking range of each other.
Then, the blade swung forth.
Clang—!
A vicious strike met mine with a sharp, piercing sound.
Whoosh!
We both stumbled back half a step, our forces evenly matched.
This meant we possessed comparable strength and skill.
But it was Sa Gong-chun who moved first.
Disregarding balance entirely, he threw his body forward, perfectly closing the distance and seeking an opening.
His blade swung upward toward my lower body.
The moment I confirmed his blade tip wavering, I hastily tilted my head back, and his blade suddenly twisted, now aiming for my lower jaw.
“…!”
I evaded and extended a leg strike.
Crack—!
Sa Gong-chun urgently blocked with his left hand, then spun his body and swung his blade again.
His blade thrust forward with ferocious momentum.
I confirmed the deflection and withdrew, sliding my blade away.
I could see Sa Gong-chun’s eyes growing increasingly profound.
When his blade swung again, its tip wavered once more, and eventually it created countless afterimages.
I could not predict where the blade would strike from.
This was the same swordsmanship that had cornered me several times in the past.
Unfolding at a level entirely different from any technique I had witnessed before, it was fast and precise enough to deceive even my eyes.
Clang—!
A blade I hadn’t noticed slashed across my shoulder.
Had I not evaded at the last moment, my arm would have been severed completely.
Fortunately, it only grazed my collar.
But as if to show this was far from over, Sa Gong-chun’s sword came flying relentlessly. His blade seemed to carve out an impossibly narrow space with nowhere left to escape.
If I cannot evade, I will swallow the attack.
I moved my sword to create a current of flowing force.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang—!
I engulfed the incoming blade and redirected its momentum.
In that instant.
A chill—!
Suddenly, a vision flashed through my mind.
A blade piercing through my chest, coming from the blind spot in my vision.
There was no time to consider what it was or whether it was real.
The chilling sensation rang an alarm, and without thinking, I rolled across the ground and escaped my position.
Thud—!
In that moment, exactly as the vision had shown, a blade from the blind spot struck the tree where I had been standing, embedding itself deep within the wood.
I was not the only one shocked.
Sa Gong-chun’s eyes widened at this unexpected move, and when he glanced to the side, he saw Deputy Leader Hu Yeom standing there.
“Surely… two would be faster than one, would they not?”
Hu Yeom regarded me with cold, piercing eyes.

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