The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 7

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The Youngest Son of the Nakhyang Jin Family – Chapter 68

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I had undoubtedly obtained the Curved Jade of the Eastern Sega.
The problem was that nothing had changed until now.
I would only know if I returned upon death, so I had merely been vaguely thinking that I was simply securing an extra life.
Yes, until now.
Fleeting moments that had been brushing through my mind just moments ago.
As if I were reading the future that would unfold immediately after.
It was not mere delusion, but a situation that would absolutely occur in reality.
Not just once, but already three or four times.
Thanks to seeing the future in an instant, I had been able to avoid fatal situations.
And because of it, I had come to understand.
What power that Curved Jade possessed.
Future Sight—the ability to see the future in an instant.
It was an ability that seemed impossible without being divine.
Was the headache occurring because I was seeing the future?
Or was it because I hadn’t yet adapted to the ability?
I couldn’t know which.
I couldn’t verify it right now.
But one thing was certain—this moment favored me.
Finishing my thoughts, I looked ahead.
In that time, Hu Yeom had steadied his breathing and resumed his stance, while Sa Gong-chun still displayed fierce momentum, watching for an opening in my defense.
Snap—snap—
I moved my fingers toward those two.
Was that the reason?
The eyes of the one displaying composure sank deeply.
“You’re insane.”
“I hear that sometimes.”
Whoosh…
Sa Gong-chun narrowed his eyes and steadied his breathing as he gripped his sword.
Crack—
The moment he took a step forward, the ground was gouged deeply.
And he vanished. His lightness technique was unbelievably fast, a speed my eyes couldn’t even follow.
It was truly instantaneous.
But I had experienced this many times before.
Now, attacks of this kind no longer worked on me.
Boom!
“Ugh?!”
I struck the creature’s abdomen with the hilt of my blade as it wheeled around behind me.
With the momentum of its charge, it would surely suffer considerable pain.
As I glanced away, Hu Yeom seized the opening and rushed forward, unleashing a furious barrage of attacks to create another opening for Sa Gong-chun. His intent was transparent.
But such tactics no longer worked.
I wasn’t fool enough to fall for the same trick repeatedly.
Before Hu Yeom’s blade could even move, I stepped forward first, closing the distance.
Confusion flashed across Hu Yeom’s face at this unexpected shift in strategy.
I had stolen the swordsman’s distance.
It was difficult to extend a fist at such close quarters.
The same applied to both of us, yet I hadn’t closed the distance without purpose.
Thud!
“Gasp?!”
I drove my forehead into his face, then slashed my blade at him as he stumbled backward.
Whoosh—!
Hu Yeom sensed the danger and evaded by dropping low.
It was then that I felt Sa Gong-chun’s presence.
Somehow, he had assumed a stance and channeled his inner force into his blade once more. The sword trembled visibly with such condensed power that it was unmistakable.
And just as before, his form vanished.
I tried to track his presence, but Hu Yeom’s interference continued.
“Die, you bastard!”
He too had prepared a formidable strike in that brief moment, slashing his blade with intent.
Sword energy extended in a straight line from the sharp tip.
But it was merely a distraction.
The real threat was not Hu Yeom.
Whoosh—
Feeling the air shift, I turned my head.
Sa Gong-chun emerged from the darkness and thrust his blade toward me.
This time, I did not block directly.
I lightly received it on my blade’s flat and pulled him forward using the principle of seizing the white blade with empty hands.
“Ugh?!”
Sa Gong-chun struggled desperately to resist being drawn in, but the whirlpool created in water cannot be escaped by ordinary strength.
I pulled him forward, then gently pushed him away.
“Master!”
Boom—!
Hu Yeom’s sword energy, aimed at me, struck Sa Gong-chun instead.
With a deafening sound, he was pushed back, but only briefly.
Sa Gong-chun showed no signs of injury from blocking Hu Yeom’s energy. Yet he had clearly lost considerable inner force, his momentum noticeably weaker than before.
Observing both of them, I did not hesitate.
I advanced with steady steps.
Sa Gong-chun steadied his breathing and took his stance, then extended his leg and swept at the ground.
Whoooosh!
Tremendous earth erupted like a wave from his kick, infused with powerful inner force, crashing toward Sa Gong-chun.
Alarm flashed across his eyes.
I saw him hurling his body away in desperation.
I extended my hand toward Sa Gong-chun while watching Hu Yeom.
Swish!
Clang!
Hearing Sa Gong-chun deflect the poisoned blade, I watched Hu Yeom grit his teeth as his sword flashed brilliantly as he approached.
It was Hu Yeom’s unorthodox martial art—not the Yeongsal Corps’ technique—that created dazzling sword light to confound the opponent’s vision.
In response, I extended my blade toward him.
Crash!
Rather than deflecting his sword, I locked it in place and pushed forward with raw strength.
If he creates dazzling sword light by swinging his blade to confound vision, then simply pinning the blade prevents him from swinging it at all.
The moment shock became evident on Hu Yeom’s face, Sa Gong-chun’s sword energy cut through the air once more, forming a sharp arc as it descended.
Watching it, I twisted Hu Yeom’s body into position.
Rip!
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Sa Gong-chun’s sword energy severed Hu Yeom’s arm.
As the severed limb fell to the ground amid spurting blood, his agonized screams pierced my ears.
I lightly kicked his abdomen and retreated.
Whoosh!
A blade that had drawn near suddenly grazed before my eyes.
Sa Gong-chun had closed the distance.
Eyes blazing with fury and face flushed crimson—his rage directed at me, who had created this situation.
His sword strikes began growing wild.
“Who the hell are you! Why do you interfere with us!”
Clang clang clang clang crash!
Even as he vented his fury, he hurled questions trying to discern my identity.
His rage was one thing, but his loyalty to the Sect burned far more fiercely within him.
His sword strikes grew increasingly savage.
The cunning precision that had characterized his movements vanished entirely, replaced only by a singular obsession—to kill his opponent.
His attacks became progressively more violent.
Naturally, that meant countless openings.
There was no reason to let such opportunities slip away.
Slash slash slash slash slash!
I began cutting his body in shallow wounds across multiple points.
Blood flowed from various wounds, and his movements grew increasingly sluggish.
Whether he failed to recognize that he was being overwhelmed, Sa Gong-chun continued swinging his sword without pause, despite bleeding profusely and breathing heavily.
Soon he pressed forward relentlessly.
As if I would never let him escape my grasp.
He clung to me, refusing to be shaken off.
Then he cried out.
“Hu Yeom! Run!”
“…Young Master!”
“Go! You must inform the Sect of this matter!”
He shouted fiercely, his piercing gaze fixed upon Hu Yeom with unmistakable intent—do not look back, just run. Perhaps sensing the meaning in those eyes, Hu Yeom squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth.
“Tell them that enemies threatening the Dao and the Sect have appeared! Now!”
At Sa Gong-chun’s cry echoing once more, Hu Yeom finally steeled his resolve and began to run.
Without even glancing back, he bolted away from this place.
Knowing that Sa Gong-chun held me to buy him time to escape, he seemed to be fleeing with every ounce of his strength.
Once I confirmed his figure dwindling into a distant point and vanishing, Sa Gong-chun finally shoved me away and retreated several steps back.
“Phew—I ask once more. Who are you? Why did you target us? What was your reason for taking the curved jade?”
At his questions, I let out a soft chuckle.
The scorn flowing through the gaps in my mask caused his expression to harden.
As I confirmed this and withdrew something from my robes to display, I saw Sa Gong-chun’s face stiffen.
None other than the curved jade.
Upon seeing the curved jade emanating a subtle green glow, Sa Gong-chun’s eyes became fixed upon it, unable to look away.
“This is the object you desired, is it not?”
“You… you bastard…!”
“Take it.”
With narrowed eyes, as Sa Gong-chun attempted to muster his momentum once more, I hurled the curved jade toward him.
The jade traced an arc through the air and landed precisely in his palm.
Apparently not expecting me to actually give it up, he alternated his gaze between me and the curved jade in astonishment.
Yet Sa Gong-chun’s expression froze.
Powder was crumbling from the jade in his hand, staining his palm.
“It is the sort of trinket one can purchase in the marketplace for loose change. To sacrifice your life for something so worthless—how pathetic.”
At my mockery, Sa Gong-chun’s eyes trembled.
This curved jade was indeed the kind sold in the marketplace.
I had selected one expensive enough to deceive my Father’s eye, but I had invested far greater effort in deceiving them—purchasing costly night-luminous pearls, grinding them to powder, and coating the jade with it.
The subtle light it emitted was impossible to distinguish from the genuine article without direct examination.
Just as now.
“…What in the hell…!”
As the powder scattered away, what was revealed was an ordinary curved jade.
He was no fool to fail to recognize this, and thus had no choice but to realize he had been deceived.
Sa Gong-chun stared at me with a trembling expression.
I could see his mind racing furiously.
The one who originally possessed the curved jade was undoubtedly Jin Cheon-u.
If that jade had been counterfeit all along….
It seemed he was beginning to wonder if this entire situation had been designed to lure them in from the very beginning.
I smirked as I studied his expression.
Then I slowly removed my mask.
“…!”
Shock washed over Sa Gong-chun’s face as my true visage was revealed. He had clearly witnessed me being robbed of the Curved Jade and losing consciousness, yet here I stood—his bewilderment was unmistakable.
“Your expression tells me you didn’t anticipate this. I must say, orchestrating this entire scheme has been quite satisfying.”
“Jin Cheon-u, you bastard… how….”
“Didn’t you hear what I just said? I orchestrated this entire scheme. To capture all of you.”
Sa Gong-chun’s expression shifted with each passing moment.
First came shock and impact, then what emerged was fury.
But Sa Gong-chun did not surrender himself entirely to that rage.
He released several sharp breaths, composing himself as though extinguishing his anger, before slowly turning his gaze toward me with a bitter smile.
“Impressive. Yes, I concede. I was completely deceived. Hahaha, so the Yeongsal Corps was destroyed just as you planned. But you truly believe this is the end?”
“Yes.”
“Hahaha, Hu Yeom has escaped. It won’t be long before the Sect learns of this. Do you really think they won’t find you if they set their minds to it?”
Sa Gong-chun’s confidence stemmed from this single certainty.
The absolute conviction that the Sect would exact vengeance.
I gazed at him and let another scoff escape my lips.
“Your subordinate didn’t escape. I let him go.”
“…!”
“If I had intended to kill him, my first strike would have pierced his heart, not his shoulder.”
Tremble—
For the first time, Sa Gong-chun’s pupils trembled violently.
Only now did he realize that the sharpness of that first strike, the one drenched in blood, was distinctly different from what he had sensed moments before.
“Unlike that first time, stained with blood, today it is the Yeongsal Corps that shall be stained with it.”
“…What?!”
“Do not worry yourself, Sa Gong-chun. One by one, they will follow in your footsteps. In the end, I shall send even that god you revere to join you.”
“How, dare you… dare you! To insult the true god!”
Clang—
With bloodshot eyes fixed upon me, he unleashed a terrible cry.
The inner force woven into that shout was so tremendous that my ears rang from the sheer impact.
“How amusing. You’re more enraged and shocked by my mockery of your god than by how I came to know of your organization?”
“…!”
At my words, Sa Gong-chun’s complexion turned a sickly pallor.
He sensed that something had gone catastrophically wrong.
But it was already too late.
I took a single step forward, and his face suddenly filled my vision.
Before Sa Gong-chun could even mount a defense, my blade flashed through the air in a brilliant arc.
Slice—!
Splash—!
His severed head fell to the ground as his headless body staggered, spraying blood in a grotesque fountain.
Whoosh—
Scalding blood drenched my entire body.

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