The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 66

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The Youngest Son of the Nakhyang Jin Family — Chapter 66

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Despite the late hour, the Nakhyang Jin Family remained alive with commotion.
Women played instruments while others sang. Some clapped in rhythm, and many drank while savoring the pleasant melodies.
Jin Ga-muk raised his wine cup, observing the festive scene.
Today, the alcohol seemed to flow through him with unusual ease.
Though those around him had collapsed one by one, snoring loudly from their indulgence, he felt no intoxication whatsoever—a peculiar sensation.
“Haha! Elder Brother, please accept another cup!”
“Are you certain you’re well? I heard you retching loudly in the outhouse earlier.”
“I purged myself, so now I must drink again! When else would such an opportunity arise?”
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 swift motion.
Crash—!
At that moment, a thunderous sound erupted from somewhere.
The ground trembled, but the noise was swallowed by the music and singing.
“Goodness, have I drunk too much? The ground seemed to shake.”
“What? We haven’t even begun properly, and you’re already intoxicated? Come now, have another cup.”
Yet as Baek Ja-hyeon refilled the cups with an unbothered expression, swaying slightly, Jin Ga-muk dismissed it as mere drunken fancy and accepted without concern.
Boom-crash-crash—!
Strange sounds and tremors assailed his senses once more, but Jin Ga-muk paid them no mind, continuing to raise and lower his cup in endless exchange.
“By the way, Elder Brother, did you see Jin Baek-ryong earlier?”
“Ah—yes, I did. He brought the Grand Chamberlain with him.”
Jin Ga-muk recalled his younger brother and let out a bitter chuckle. The intent behind bringing the Grand Chamberlain all the way from Beijing to Nakhyang was transparent enough.
Crash—!
Jin Ga-muk smiled bitterly, ignoring the sound.
“That fool… he still hasn’t given up?”
The power wielded by the Nakhyang Jin Family defied simple description.
Jin Cheon-u had secured the position of Young Master So with ease, his superiority over other children overwhelming. The hidden struggles for the Family Head’s seat were woven into the very fabric of Jin Family history.
In that struggle, I had emerged victorious, and Jin Baek-ryong had tasted defeat.
Yet from all appearances, he had not accepted it.
Jin Ga-muk’s eyes opened slightly.
“If he becomes an obstacle to Cheon-u’s path, he must be removed.”
With his usual composure, I uttered words of chilling coldness.
Though intoxicated, these were not the ramblings of drunkenness. For Cheon-u’s future, I would excise and crush even those who shared my blood.
It was precisely because I possessed such resolve that I had become the Family Head of Nakhyang Jin.
“Ah! I brought up the subject, but let us speak of it no more! On such a fine day, we should harbor only pleasant thoughts. Would you not agree?”
A soft chuckle escaped.
“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 special, surely? It’s Elder Brother’s birthday celebration, so the village must be setting off fireworks, no? Ha ha, events at the Nakhyang Jin Family are festivals, after all.”
“Is that so?”
“Ha ha, congratulations once more, Elder Brother!”
“Ha ha, thank you. Shall we have another drink?”
“Excellent!”

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Sa Gong-chun could not believe what was unfolding before him. Every time a tremendous explosion rang out, the Shadow Assassins 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.
“Leader! This is an extraordinary Powerful Expert!”
“Gah!”
Witnessing the situation with his own eyes, Sa Gong-chun understood.
A Powerful Expert beyond all measure.
Despite the distance, that overwhelming martial prowess sent shivers down his spine.
Alarm bells rang in his mind.
Do not approach.
Flee.
Zzzt—zzzt—!
As I felt the opponent’s aura spreading in all directions, my breath nearly stopped.
In that instant.
My eyes met those of the Masked Martial Artist, who was methodically slaughtering the Shadow Assassins with an overwhelming presence.
Even across the distance, it was unmistakable.
Our eyes had met.
The opponent was looking directly at me.
Though the mask concealed their expression, those narrow eyes seemed as if they were smiling.
And in that moment.
Something came flying at me.
WHOOSH—!
“Ugh?!”
“Leader!”
Unable to withstand the overwhelming force that struck my abdomen, my body was sent flying.
After being driven back for some distance, I finally came to a stop as I collided with a tree, but I had to forcibly cling to consciousness lest I lose it entirely.
Only then did I regain my senses and identify what had struck my abdomen.
A head.
A human head.
The body was crushed beyond recognition, making it impossible to tell whether this was a Shadow Assassin or one of the squad leaders.
“…Are you alright?”
“Ugh… What on earth…!”
As Sa Gong-chun struggled to regain his senses, the assault from the Masked Figures intensified further.
With the arrival of an overwhelmingly powerful expert, the Shadow Assassins’ numbers were dwindling rapidly—the tide had turned against them.
“Leader!”
“Retreat.”
Sa Gong-chun bit his lip, his frustration evident.
But he had to admit it.
It was a failure.
With no trump card capable of reversing this situation, the Shadow Assassins had to withdraw before they were completely annihilated.
Wheeeee-!
As Sa Gong-chun nodded, the Deputy Leader blew the Tiger Horn.
However, hearing that signal would not make retreat easy.
The situation was that dire.
Sa Gong-chun’s brow furrowed as he launched himself forward.
First, he had to escape this place and alert the Sect.
Someone who knew of the Jade Orb’s existence and sought it had appeared.
The fact that an overwhelmingly powerful expert was mixed among them posed an obvious and grave threat to the Sect.
So he had to hurry.
Sa Gong-chun unleashed his full speed, employing his lightness technique.
The Deputy Leader and his subordinates followed behind, but suddenly a sword aura flew in, severing the space between Sa Gong-chun and his men.
Crash-!
“…!?”
Then another group of Masked Figures revealed themselves.
Gathered around one central figure, they launched themselves forward as if they had been waiting, unleashing a barrage of attacks upon the subordinates.
Screech-!
They were strong.
A chaotic melee erupted in an instant, and blood sprayed from the subordinates’ bodies. There was nothing to be done—it all happened in the blink of an eye.
“We must go!”
“Ugh… I know.”
The Deputy Leader’s words halted Sa Gong-chun just as he was about to charge forward with his sword drawn.
The situation was already at its worst.
If they lingered to buy time against these enemies, there was a strong chance that powerful expert from before would appear before them.
Should that happen, escape would become impossible.
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, looked ahead and saw a Masked Man leisurely emerging from between the thickets.
He wore a sword and regarded Sa Gong-chun with a cold gaze.
Though he displayed no aura whatsoever, the dizzying sensation that struck upon meeting his eyes was no illusion.
At the same moment, Deputy Leader Hu Yeom drew his sword and launched himself forward.
The determination to prevent Sa Gong-chun from advancing was palpable in every movement.
Shing—!
Yet the Deputy Leader’s blade found only empty air.
As if reading Hu Yeom’s technique at a glance, the Masked Man sidestepped with a single fluid step, then closed the distance and thrust his sword forward.
Thwack!
“Ugh—!”
Hu Yeom’s shoulder was pierced clean through.
Gritting his teeth against the searing pain and retreating, Sa Gong-chun finally regained his composure, stepping forward to unleash 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 ring.
The gleaming blades and erupting sparks created a mesmerizing spectacle.
Clang—!
Following another fierce exchange, both men retreated with measured steps.
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.
The Deputy Leader stood barely upright, clutching his pierced shoulder.
“Stand 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 clashed, Hu Yeom would not withstand even twenty exchanges, so it was better to step in himself.
He could not afford to lose the Deputy Leader in such circumstances.
Sa Gong-chun gently pushed Hu Yeom aside and stepped forward.
The moment the Masked Man moved to advance, Sa Gong-chun blocked his path and began releasing his full aura.
Whoooosh—
The sword in his grip sang out.
This was the moment when Shadow Assassins Leader Sa Gong-chun revealed his true power.

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A crackling surge of energy—
As Sa Gong-chun’s aura expanded, my body tensed in response.
He was formidable indeed.
The sensation was entirely different from those I had faced before.
I could feel the danger coursing through every fiber of my being.
A steady breath—
I steadied my breathing, raised my sword, and fixed my gaze upon him.
I watched as Sa Gong-chun’s eyes gradually narrowed.
“Who in blazes are you?”
“….”
He seemed unable to fathom that I belonged to the Nakhyang Jin Family, his mind visibly churning as he calculated.
Observing this, I curved my lips into a cold smile and simply leveled my sword at him without answering.
“You’ll need to be ground to pieces before you’ll loosen that tongue.”
Sa Gong-chun’s eyes gleamed with an even sharper killing intent. The murderous aura overflowed from him, 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.
Then his sword swept forward.
A sharp metallic ring—!
Our blades met with a vicious clash.
A scraping sound—
We both staggered back half a step, our forces equally matched.
This much was clear—we possessed comparable strength and skill.
But it was Sa Gong-chun who moved first.
Abandoning all concern for balance, he hurled himself forward, closing the distance flawlessly to exploit an opening.
His blade swept toward my lower body.
In that instant, I noticed the tip of his sword trembling, so I jerked my head back sharply—only for the blade to twist and come at my jaw from below.
“…!”
Evading it, I extended my leg in a kick.
A sharp impact—!
Sa Gong-chun hastily blocked with his left hand, then spun his body and swept his sword around again.
His blade thrust forward with ferocious momentum.
I confirmed it was deflecting, so I slid my sword along his and retreated.
I could see Sa Gong-chun’s eyes growing increasingly profound.
When his sword swept again, its tip trembled once more, and eventually it created countless afterimages.
I could not predict where the blade would strike.
This was the same swordsmanship that had cornered me several times in the past.
Unfolding at a level entirely different from any I had witnessed before, it was swift and precise enough to bewitch even my eyes.
Shing—!
A blade I hadn’t noticed sliced across my shoulder.
Had I not dodged at the last moment, my arm would no longer be attached to my body.
Fortunately, it only grazed my collar.
But as if to say this was far from over, Sa Gong-chun’s sword came flying relentlessly. His blade seemed to carve out an impossibly narrow space where escape was futile.
If escape was impossible, then I would swallow the attack and redirect it.
I moved my sword to create a current of force.
Clang-clang-clang-clang—!
I engulfed the incoming blade and let it flow past me.
In that instant.
A chill—!
Suddenly, a vision flashed through my mind.
A sword descending from my blind spot, piercing through my chest.
There was no time to consider what it was or whether it was real.
The eerie sensation rang like a warning bell, and without thinking, I rolled across the ground and escaped my position.
Thud—!
In that very instant, exactly as the vision had shown, a blade from the blind spot struck the spot where I had been standing, embedding itself deep into the tree.
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 you not agree?”
Hu Yeom regarded me with cold, piercing eyes.

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