The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

With the appearance of the wanderers, Honggang was in a state of disarray.

It wasn't strange for wanderers to be in a red-light district, but the problem was the number.

Because a large number of wanderers, enough to fill the city, had come to Honggang and surrounded it.

And in their center was a man wearing a bamboo hat.

“Is this the Cheonhwagak?”

Jeokmyeon appeared, limping, in front of the Second Guest, who had appeared, dragging a long sword on the ground.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Jeokmyeon, the branch lord of the Honggang branch.”

“So you are Jeokmyeon. Do you know who I am?”

“I believe you are one of the Four Guests…”

“Hoo.”

The Second Guest approached Jeokmyeon and grabbed his mask with his fingertips.

“Ok Myeon’s branch office has collapsed, and he is missing. Shall I hear what you know?”

“I also tried to find out the situation… but at that moment, raids were happening everywhere…”

The Second Guest’s gaze landed on Jeokmyeon’s severed right arm.

“Your arm?”

“I paid for it with my life.”

“You paid cheaply.”

“That’s right. I was lucky.”

“Jeokmyeon.”

“Yes.”

“Look me straight in the eyes.”

Jeokmyeon and the Second Guest met each other’s eyes.

“What are you hiding from me?”

“…”

It was a strange feeling.

From the moment he met the Second Guest’s eyes, Jeokmyeon couldn't think of anything.

Of course, he couldn't even think of an excuse.

“I, I…”

His head went blank, and his lips moved on their own, spitting out words.

“I know… nothing.”

At the answer that his lips and tongue had given on their own, the Second Guest’s expression became peculiar.

‘It’s not a lie.’

The suggestion embedded in the minds of the branch lords.

This made it so that they could never lie.

That meant that Jeokmyeon really knew nothing.

“It’s strange, very strange. I thought you had surely betrayed the Hao Sect.”

“Heok… heok…!”

Jeokmyeon, who had been freed from the suggestion, gasped for breath.

At the same time, his vision went dizzy.

‘I was almost in big trouble!’

He didn't even know that he was under a suggestion.

There was a high possibility that his memory had been erased in the process.

‘I’m glad I asked.’

Before Jin Sohyun left, Jeokmyeon had felt the need to forget what he knew to protect his own safety.

Only then could he preserve his life and at the same time not betray Jin Sohyun.

And for this, he had erased a part of his memory through Cha Seol, and had covered the suggestion with another suggestion.

—From now on, you will say that you know nothing, no matter what question you are asked.

As befitting the Soul Seduction Art that even the great Ming Cult had feared, Cha Seol’s Soul Seduction Art had worked perfectly.

Thanks to that, Jeokmyeon, who had saved his life, looked at the Second Guest’s face while sweating.

‘This person is one of the Four Guests.’

On the outside, he seemed to have nothing special other than carrying a long sword and wearing a bamboo hat.

“Tsk. It’s a bust! At this rate, I have no choice but to leave it to the Third Guest.”

The Second Guest said, scratching his side.

At the same time, Jeokmyeon couldn't help but be greatly surprised, but he had to try not to show his inner thoughts.

‘Two of the Four Guests have come!?’

Before he could calm his surprised heart, the wanderers rushed in.

“There’s news.”

“Speak.”

“There was a clash in the west.”

“So?”

“The Ilranghoe, one of the Wanderer Associations in charge of the west, encountered and clashed with two unidentified individuals.”

The voice of the wanderer delivering the news trembled slightly.

“…They were annihilated.”

“To just two people… one of the Wanderer Associations was annihilated?”

“That’s right.”

“Keuhat! Interesting.”

The Second Guest pulled a chair, sat down, and tapped the table.

“Hey. Jeokmyeon.”

“As you command.”

“Bring me a drink. It seems it’s going to be fun after a long time.”

“As you command. What are you doing! Hurry and bring the best alcohol!”

While Jeokmyeon was bringing the alcohol, the Second Guest tapped the table with his finger and said.

“Gumanghoe Master.”

“Yes.”

The master of the Gumanghoe, Jang Hang, secretly approached.

“Shake the tree. I need to see what falls.”

“As you command.”

Jang Hang left the Cheonhwagak with the wanderers of his association.

The Second Guest, who was watching them with interest, filled the cup with the alcohol that Jeokmyeon had brought and laughed.

“This is why outings are fun.”

***

The densely packed wanderers stared at the bushes with a menacing momentum.

“How did we end up in a place like this?”

The Sword-Slaying Association.

The reason they, who were active in Sichuan, had come all the way up to Shanxi was because of the supreme command that had been given to the Wanderer Association.

In the first place, the reason the Wanderer Association could set foot and live in the Central Plains, which was centered on martial artists, was all thanks to the Hao Sect that existed above them.

That’s why the supreme command that had been given from the Hao Sect had to be carried out even if it meant sacrificing the lives of the entire Wanderer Association.

The wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association stared at the quiet forest with one hand on their waist so that they could draw their swords and sabers at any time.

“By the way, did you hear that news?”

“What? That the Ilranghoe guys were wiped out?”

“That’s right. They say just two guys wiped out the Ilranghoe.”

“Tsk. You don’t believe that, do you? It’s obviously just an exaggeration. Besides, the Ilranghoe guys are mostly a bunch of weaklings made up of third-rate or second-rate martial artists. They and our Sword-Slaying Association are on a different level.”

Surprisingly, the wanderer’s words were half true.

Unlike the Ilranghoe, which was made up of only pure wanderers, the majority of the wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association were from well-known minor sects.

Those who had become wanderers after committing crimes or making mistakes while enjoying the life of a martial artist.

The place that was created by them was the Sword-Slaying Association.

Their inherent strength was different from that of an ordinary Wanderer Association.

“We only need one guy. Even if we just bring one head, the money will fall.”

The wanderer licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Anyway, the number of enemies is at most not over fifty.

Compared to that, the total force of their over a hundred Wanderer Associations was a whopping ten thousand.

“It doesn’t matter unless the White Moon Divine Lord appears.”

“There! He appeared there!”

At that moment, the shouts of the wanderers who had discovered the target were heard from inside the bushes.

“Alright! Let’s go!”

“We can’t let those guys get the first move!”

Since it was said that a huge reward would be given to the one who cut the head directly, the two wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association hurriedly crossed the bushes.

And in the place where the two had arrived, a man was standing blankly and shouting like this.

“Here! It’s here!”

“What’s that again?”

The two wanderers stealthily approached the man who was standing still with his mouth open.

“Who are you affiliated with.”

At the wanderer’s question, the man lowered his head.

The face that was revealed was so handsome that a halo could be seen.

‘Was there a guy who looked like this among the wanderers?’

The appearance of a handsome man out of nowhere.

While the wanderers couldn't hide their puzzlement, the wanderers who had heard the sound from all directions appeared one by one.

The man, who had moved his gaze and confirmed the wanderers gathered in one place, smiled faintly.

“Here. It’s here.”

“What nonsense. Is it you? Did you gather us?”

“That’s right.”

“Wait… I’ve seen your face somewhere…”

The wanderer could no longer speak.

The flying sword that had been shot from the man’s bosom had pierced his brow.

“Here.”

The man said, pointing to himself.

“The person you are chasing is here.”

***

Kwa-ga-ga-gang—!!

With a roar like thunder, the wanderers were thrown in all directions.

“Keuak!”

The wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association had gathered from all directions to kill the target, but they soon had to throw their bodies in the direction they had run from.

“It’s a monster!”

“Run away… run away!”

“Don’t run away! We have the advantage in numbers!”

While the ones trying to run away and the ones trying to fight were tangled in a mess, Jin Sohyun jumped out from between the ruined bushes.

He dodged the thrusting sword by tilting his head and then twisted his wrist and took the sword.

“Keuak!”

“Excuse me.”

Jin Sohyun’s sword moved as if dancing.

The sword dance that unfolded from his fingertips struck the necks of the wanderers who were closing in from all directions.

One sword, one head.

Every time the sword moved once, the necks of the wanderers fell one by one.

“Damn it… how are we supposed to win against that!?”

The numbers seemed meaningless.

Just as an ant is just an ant, no matter how many there are.

Jin Sohyun’s martial prowess, which was trampling them mercilessly, pierced the military formation created by the wanderers like an awl and swept through like a typhoon.

While the wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association were hesitating and being pushed back, a group of ten martial artists holding swords appeared.

“He’s here!”

“You’ve come!”

The wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association greeted the ten swordsmen with bright faces.

Sword-Slaying Group.

The most outstanding swordsmen in the Sword-Slaying Association.

They, who were known to be from famous sects according to rumors, surrounded Jin Sohyun from ten directions and exuded a menacing killing intent.

“What is your identity.”

“Sorry. It’s a secret. I’m a rather expensive person.”

“A dead man anyway… the name doesn’t matter. Die!”

The blades of the ten members of Sword-Slaying Group rushed in at the same time.

As befitting outstanding swordsmen, their blades were imbued with sword ki.

Jin Sohyun, who was standing still and watching the blades that cut through the air and flew in like the wind, opened his two eyes wide.

A blue light flared up like a flame, and the ten blades approached at a very slow speed.

Jin Sohyun ranked their order and gripped his sword in a reverse grip.

‘The best under heaven.’

—Fight and survive, and fight and survive again… if you survive in the endless struggle…

You will have become the best under heaven.

With Gu Jucheol’s advice as a foundation.

Jin Sohyun pushed himself into the struggle.

The first struggle he chose was the fight with the wanderers.

Their rough sword path approached, full of killing intent.

Jin Sohyun did not slaughter them with the Flying Heaven Ten Sword Art.

He needed to save his internal energy for the future struggles.

Also.

That was too easy a method.

‘A world I don’t know… to find this out.’

There was no other way but to go into it.

Clang—!

After deflecting the first sword, he then deflected the second, third, and fourth.

Fifth, sixth, seventh.

Eighth.

Ninth.

The tenth sword.

Jin Sohyun, who had deflected the swords of the ten members of the Sword-Slaying Group in order, cut them in reverse order.

Although it was just an imitation, his sword path was rough.

Like the sword path of the wanderers, forged in struggle.

Swish—!

After cutting down the first wanderer, he then cut down four more wanderers.

Now, fear was instilled in their faces.

“This bastard!!”

The wanderers, who had washed away their fear with anger, rushed in quickly.

Jin Sohyun read the sword paths of the five in advance and took the first move.

The five blades were blocked before they could even be swung, and between that gap, Jin Sohyun’s blade flashed.

Swish!!

After sending two necks flying, three more swordsmen were cut almost at the same time.

As the five wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Group fell to the floor in order, only Jin Sohyun, covered in blood, was left on top.

“N-n-no way.”

The explanation was long, but the time it took for the ten members of the Sword-Slaying Group to lose their lives was a short time, enough to take two breaths.

The one-sided defeat of the Sword-Slaying Group, whom they had believed in, was imprinted in the minds of the wanderers of the Sword-Slaying Association as fear.

“Phew…!”

Jin Sohyun exhaled and looked up at the sky.

The high sun was still shining brightly, as if the sky was its own.

He could feel the wolves, who had smelled the blood through his sharply honed senses, flocking from all directions.

Their numbers were greater than the wanderers that Jin Sohyun had killed so far.

Jin Sohyun smiled slyly, lifting his bangs, which were wet with blood.

“It’s just the beginning, isn’t it?”

(End of Chapter)