The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

The sword of Jongnam is strong.

Their beginning was not brilliant, but like a porcelain made by a famous potter with his soul for countless years.

Their own sword technique, which they had honed for a long time, inheriting the will of their ancestors, had become so exquisite, hard, and sharp that it could command the world.

And now.

As the numerous swordsmen who had inherited the sword of Jongnam swung their swords, risking their lives.

The corpses of the group of men in black formed a hill and filled Mount Jongnam.

Nevertheless, the expressions of the martial artists of the Jongnam Sect were not bright.

‘When on earth will this end?’

As night came, the attack of the group of men in black only grew stronger.

In particular, the gazes of the demons, which were full of desire and shone in the darkness, made the martial artists of the Jongnam Sect feel a primal fear in their minds.

“Get a grip!”

A martial artist of the Jongnam Sect, who was nodding off without even knowing that a sword was flying in front of him, fell on the spot.

Fortunately, if his senior brother had not blocked the sword, he would have died without even being able to swing his sword properly.

“I-I’m sorry!”

“This is a war situation! Endure it even if you have to bite your tongue!”

“Yes, yes!!”

The first-generation disciples of the Jongnam Sect, who were on the front line, pushing their juniors back, caught their breath and gripped their swords.

It was not only the second and third-generation disciples who were having a hard time.

‘I think I’m going to die.’

Although they tried not to show it, the first-generation disciples were also at their limit.

The blade that was approaching, flashing a bloody light from between the endlessly pouring black waves, made their hearts sink.

A foul taste filled their mouths, and their muscles were screaming, telling them to rest now.

Nevertheless, they could not put down their swords or retreat.

The sign of the Jongnam Sect was now just a few steps away.

As if knowing this, the group of men in black pushed even harder.

“The Jongnam Sect is over there!!”

“Push harder! Kill them all!”

The martial artists of the Jongnam Sect had never felt the numerical inferiority as keenly as they did today.

Although the disciples of Jongnam were many.

The men in black who were rushing to kill them were more.

‘How did it come to this? Where on earth did the righteous martial world go?’

No matter how many they killed, they rushed in endlessly.

“Aaargh!”

“Ahahaha! Die!”

“Get away… keok… keok…!”

They were dying.

The young disciples of Jongnam were dying one by one.

“Is this the end.”

The first-generation disciples, in order to protect the second and third-generation disciples, pushed them into the sect and blocked the group of men in black with their own bodies.

“You can’t go any further!”

The first-generation disciples blocked the rushing black wave, using their own bodies as a barrier.

And the masked person who was watching this from a distance stretched and stood up.

“Jongnam is also nearing its end.”

Although the Mount Hua Sect had failed to be annihilated by the suddenly appeared Flying Heaven Sword Ghost, the end of Jongnam was in sight.

“The Jongnam of the world is also up to here.”

It was an unfair fight from the beginning.

A whopping fifteen martial factions belonging to the heretic path had gathered to attack the Jongnam Sect.

Although their level was not comparable to Jongnam, there were still many masters who were over first-rate, and among them, there were also a considerable number of peak-level masters.

And in the first place, there was a severe difference in numbers.

“Desire… freedom…”

Desire gives humans the power to do anything.

It was just a small desire that made them fight, risking their lives, against the Jongnam Sect, whose shadow they would not have been able to step on otherwise.

On the other hand, the righteous martial world factions, which did not have desire, could not easily move and were just waiting for the black wave to pass, with their doors locked, watching the situation.

It couldn’t be helped.

In the end, righteousness cannot win against desire.

“Because we are human after all.”

***

“Heok… heok…!”

Hwang Jichun held his pounding heart, which felt like it would burst, and breathed heavily.

He had covered a distance that would have taken a little over two days in half a day.

‘Is he even human?’

Hwang Jichun looked at Jin Sohyun with a fed-up face.

It was not enough that he had run without a break with him, but he was also carrying a girl named Cha Seol on his back.

Nevertheless, no disturbance could be found in Jin Sohyun’s breathing.

‘How much internal energy does he have?’

And while they were running, when Hwang Jichun’s internal energy was about to run out, Jin Sohyun would push his back.

The touch of his hand pushing his back contained ki.

Thanks to that, Hwang Jichun was able to run to Mount Jongnam without a break.

‘Were the rest really too much?’

The figures of the thirty or so martial artists of the Jongnam Sect, including him, were not visible even beyond the horizon.

“More than that… this is…”

The chilly winter wind contained the smell of blood.

A thick smell of blood stimulated the tip of his nose.

“Phew… phew… it seems we’re late. Let’s go and help them quickly.”

“No.”

Jin Sohyun said, carefully putting down Cha Seol, who he had been carrying on his back.

“Great Master Hwang, please wait here with Seol and the comrades who are following behind. And replenish your stamina and internal energy as well.”

“There’s no time! With this much smell of blood… it must not be an ordinary fight!”

“That’s right. So please come up when you are sufficiently prepared.”

Jin Sohyun, who had raised his head, stared at Mount Jongnam.

In his two eyes that were staring at Mount Jongnam, a blue light was emitting.

“Because that place is already hell.”

With these words, Jin Sohyun walked, holding four flying swords in each hand.

As he got closer to Mount Jongnam, Jin Sohyun’s senses, which were as sensitive as the blade of a supreme master, sent a warning.

The smell of blood mixed in the wind.

The sound of metal clashing that grew louder as he approached the peak.

The evil ki that the corpses of the dead were emitting.

The black waves that filled Mount Jongnam were rushing in as if being sucked into the peak of the mountain where the Jongnam Sect was.

“There’s no time.”

Jin Sohyun cracked his neck from side to side and took a short, deep breath.

“Ugh! I don’t want to.”

He still didn’t want to fight.

He had no interest in becoming stronger either.

He hated seeing corpses and having to kill someone.

Nevertheless, Jin Sohyun walked forward.

The group of men in black who had discovered him glared at Jin Sohyun with displeased expressions and shouted.

“Who are you? A newbie?”

Because Jin Sohyun had taken off the clothes of a dead man in black and was wearing them, they thought that one of their own kind had come.

Among them, the one who seemed to be the leader of the group aimed the axe he was holding forward and asked.

“What’s your affiliation. I clearly told the sects with less than a hundred people to stand at the front.”

“I have no affiliation.”

“What? You arrogant bastard…”

The leader’s expression, who was brandishing his axe and glaring, became subtle.

He looked Jin Sohyun up and down and then discovered the four flying swords in his hand.

Soon, Jin Sohyun’s handsome face was revealed in the leader’s eyes.

The surroundings were dark, and the only thing he could rely on was the moonlight that seeped through the bare branches.

Nevertheless, Jin Sohyun’s appearance shone brilliantly even in the faint moonlight.

“A face as handsome as a woman’s… and a flying sword…”

As if he had thought of something, the leader’s face turned pale.

“Ah… ah… you, you are!!”

The leader, who had learned the truth, screamed and shouted as he went up the slope.

“It’s Jin Sohyun! The Flying Heaven Sword Ghost… the Flying Heaven Sword Ghost has come!!”

As his shout echoed through the mountain, a blue lightning flashed at the same time.

***

Five, seven.

Jin Sohyun, who was counting the numbers and throwing his flying swords, pierced through the group of men in black that filled his vision and ran toward the peak.

The flying sword that had flown with each of his steps spewed a blue lightning and pierced through at least three to a maximum of ten men in black, killing them, and then returned.

Since it was a mix of sword control and flash lightning, his internal energy was being drained in chunks, but he didn’t care.

‘I have to gather their gazes to my side as much as possible.’

During the time that had been delayed to recover his stamina and internal energy, the Jongnam Sect would have had to face a group of men in black that was more than ten times their number.

For the sake of the Jongnam Sect, which must have reached its limit long ago, Jin Sohyun put strength into his toes.

“Hooop!!”

Kung— kung—!!

Jin Sohyun, who had jumped up, stomping his feet, aimed ten flying swords at the men in black who had gathered on the middle of Mount Jongnam.

He had put the essence of the flash lightning and the essence of the exploding flying sword into the Ten Thousand Heaven Sword Rain.

The Ten Thousand Heaven Exploding Thunder Sword Rain.

The ten flying swords, which had been created by pouring out about half of the internal energy that Jin Sohyun had, fell from the sky.

The group of men in black who had discovered this screamed and warned.

“It’s above! It’s above!!”

“Dodge!”

“You damn bastard! What is that!”

It was a sight they had never seen before in their lives.

The lightning that had fallen from the sky had annihilated at least twenty martial artists in one go.

Kwang— kwang—!!

Kwareureung!!

A loud thunder that seemed to burst their eardrums.

The group of men in black, who had thrown themselves here and there to avoid the lightning, held their bleeding ears and looked back.

A sight that they could not believe unfolded in front of them.

“Uh…”

As if a huge lightning bomb had exploded, on the sunken ground, there were ten flying swords that were still emitting lightning ki and were embedded.

And in the center of them, a man was standing.

A man with a dazzling appearance, with his long black hair flying.

“Flying Heaven… Sword Ghost…”

At Jin Sohyun’s gesture, the ten swords flocked to him, and the men in black who were watching could not move.

Their thoughts had stopped, and their bodies would not move.

Like a small field mouse in front of a predator.

The men in black knelt down on their own and prostrated themselves.

Hoping that the ghost-like person would just pass them by.

And it was not only the men in black who saw this sight.

“Heok… heok…”

Hwang Jichun, who had safely entrusted Cha Seol to an inn that was one of the business establishments of the Jongnam Sect and had belatedly run to Mount Jongnam, passed the dead men in black and arrived here.

And he had seen it.

The group of the heretic path, who had been engulfed in desire and madness and were trying to swallow the Jongnam Sect, were prostrating themselves in front of a single person.

Jin Sohyun.

“Even though I’m seeing it with my own two eyes… I can’t believe it.”

Hwang Jichun shook his head vigorously, came to his senses, and then came close to Jin Sohyun.

“I’m sorry. I’ve entrusted the child named Cha Seol to a safe place, so you don’t have to worry. I… just couldn’t wait and ignored your advice…”

“Let’s go.”

“Huh? Ah, okay! I understand!”

Only after coming close to Jin Sohyun did Hwang Jichun realize.

‘His breathing has become rough.’

Jin Sohyun was standing there as if nothing was wrong, even after displaying a martial art that was close to divine power.

But perhaps because it was too much for him to use such a large-scale power, his breathing, which had not been disturbed even after running at full speed for half a day, had become rough.

“I’ll go first.”

Hwang Jichun shouted, imbuing his sword with the little internal energy he had left.

“Get out of the way! If you get out of the way now, I won’t kill you!”

The group of men in black, who had already seen Jin Sohyun’s unbelievable martial prowess in front of their eyes, willingly opened a path.

Thanks to that, Hwang Jichun and Jin Sohyun ran to the peak of Mount Jongnam, where the Jongnam Sect was, without any particular clash.

***

“What was that sound just now?”

Gwangjo, the sect master of the Gwangdupa, who was quite notorious even within the heretic path, looked down.

Although a thunder that seemed like lightning had struck was heard, not a single dark cloud could be found in the sky.

“Something is coming.”

Gwangjo, who had felt a premonition in the desolate wind, shouted at the group of men in black who were pounding on the main gate of the Jongnam Sect.

“Push them! Their reinforcements are coming!”

“Aaaargh—!!”

“We can’t retreat after coming this far.”

The martial arts and wealth of the Jongnam Sect were in front of them.

Who would be able to give up?

Gwangjo raised his sword himself and shouted at the leaders of the famous factions of the heretic path who were still watching.

“There’s no time. Don’t just stand by and watch, help.”

“Tsk!”

“Cheh.”

Starting with the Gwangdupa, the famous factions of the heretic path, who had been using the wandering heretic path members as cannon fodder and draining the strength of the martial artists of the Jongnam Sect, began to move.

“Are you going too, Elder?”

“I have to. But my target is not those bastards.”

The old man, whose back was bent, took out the two chain scythes that were stuck in his waist and looked back.

His faded eyes stared at the two men who were coming up, receiving the awe of the group of men in black.

Among them, the young man with a handsome appearance, with his long black hair flying, who was walking.

“That bastard is my prey.”