The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

The common people made way for the procession of flags.

The sects and martial families that had been watching the situation, unable to belong anywhere, watched the situation and locked their gates.

Among them, the courageous ones followed the procession of flags from a distance.

“This is a moment where history might change! Even if I die, I have to see it before I die!”

“Hey, you! Don’t you know that you should pretend not to see and not to hear the affairs of the martial world!?”

“Those parakho-like bastards are always at war. Only common people like us suffer damage.”

There were no people who gave bouquets or blessings to the martial artists who were advancing for the decisive battle.

They just left, hoping that no harm would come to them.

The firm steps of the martial artists, who were advancing on their own path without receiving anyone’s welcome, stopped.

“I didn’t think I would come back like this.”

Cheon Yusin stared at the old site of the Martial Alliance, whose appearance had changed considerably.

As if to monitor, on the towers that rose high on both sides, several men in black were standing with their eyes wide open.

As the intelligence had said, the main gate was wide open.

No, the gate did not exist at all.

As if they were hoping for them to come in.

Cheon Yusin stared at the old site of the Martial Alliance, which was now occupied by the Heretic Path's Alliance, and then turned around.

He could see the tense faces of the martial artists who were facing the decisive battle.

“Are you afraid?”

Cheon Yusin’s voice was not high, but it was clearly delivered to everyone’s ears.

“I am also afraid. With the internal energy and martial arts we have, we might be able to receive quite good treatment without being ignored wherever we go. So there is no need to die fighting for the righteous path in a place like this.”

Cheon Yusin said this and drew his sword.

“We say that we are protecting justice, but no one welcomes us. There is no one who cheers for us. We are such beings. In the end, the common people and the martial artists cannot help but be different.”

The martial artists silently sympathized and placed their hands on their respective weapons.

“Nevertheless, we have come here. We don’t need a plausible reason or justification. Just… the martial artists in white. Isn’t that enough?”

“That’s right.”

The martial artists drew their weapons in unison.

Besides swords and daos, there were also those who held spears, and those who held flexible swords.

There were also those who held hidden weapons.

The martial artists in white, who held their respective weapons, began to take deep breaths.

“Follow me. I will be with you even in death.”

All the plans had already been delivered to everyone at the same time as the start of the war.

Now, what was left was the strong mental power and the unhesitating execution to carry out the plan without hesitation.

“Advance!”

***

Kugugugung—!!

The first sects and families to stand at the forefront were the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect.

The Fierce Tiger Iron Sword, Peng Ohyun, and the martial artists of the Kongtong Sect rushed forward, wearing armor over their martial arts uniforms.

“Haaap!!”

The Hebei Peng Clan opened the path, and the Kongtong Sect immediately followed.

As they entered through the first open gate, arrows and hidden weapons immediately flew in from all directions.

“Here they come!”

“Don’t stop!”

“You must never stop your steps!”

The martial artists of the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect, who had opened the path with heavy steps, swung their swords and daos and struck the arrows and hidden weapons that were pouring down like rain.

Behind them, martial artists in black appeared.

“You sons of bitches!”

“You’ve come to die on your own!”

“Kikikil! Kill them all!”

Despite the offensive of the heretic martial artists who were closing in from all directions, the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect did not stop and rushed forward to open a path.

There were also martial artists who fell after being hit by blind arrows and hidden weapons, but there was no time to take care of them.

“Go first!”

“Keuk… damn it!”

Once the steps had started, they could not be stopped.

The fallen martial artists did not hope for the help of their comrades and stood firm, fighting the rushing heretic martial artists.

‘We have to hold on.’

Even for the rear guard.

They swung their swords and daos until the moment they died.

“Go!”

Following the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect, the Namgung Clan, the Huashan Sect, and the Jongnam Sect moved at the same time.

They did not wear armor and rushed along the path that the forefront had opened with nimble movements.

“Now is the chance! Break through!”

The Namgung Clan, the Huashan Sect, and the Jongnam Sect.

The martial artists of the Five Great Families and the Nine Great Sects scattered their sword ki and fought the men in black.

“Don’t look back. We are going forward.”

Namgung Muhyeok’s sharp gaze, which seemed to pierce through, was directed at the front.

‘Are there five more gates?’

According to the estate map, besides the main gate, there were a total of five paths that had to be passed to reach the heart of the Heretic Path's Alliance.

According to Zhuge Yeop’s prediction, it seemed highly likely that the Heretic Path's Alliance would use those five paths as gates to block the Martial Alliance, and in fact, the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect, who were breaking through the path at the forefront, were blocked by the first gate and were not able to advance easily.

“We have to support the rear. Let’s go!”

“Yes!”

With Namgung Muhyeok at the forefront, the martial artists of the Namgung Clan advanced quickly like arrows that had left the bowstring.

“We will escort Namgung!”

The martial artists of Huashan and Jongnam were divided into left and right and became the shield of the Namgung Clan.

Thanks to that, the Namgung Clan was able to follow closely behind the Hebei Peng Clan and the Kongtong Sect without caring about the offensive of the men in black.

“Great Master Namgung!”

“How is the path?”

At Namgung Muhyeok’s question, Peng Sogeon shouted with a perplexed face.

“The gate is blocked here! We are trying to break through the gate.”

As soon as Peng Sogeon’s words ended, Peng Ohyun’s rough shout was heard.

“Get back!”

Peng Ohyun’s dao struck the closed iron gate strongly.

The iron gate made of black iron shook greatly and swayed, but the gate did not open easily.

Nevertheless, Peng Ohyun did not stop and swung his dao again.

Kwang— kwang—!!

With the continuous loud noises, the black iron gate collapsed.

“Hoo… hoo…!”

There was no time to spare for internal energy or physical strength.

Since the role of the forefront was to open a path for the main force of the righteous martial world to reach the heart, Peng Ohyun did not stop his steps even while panting heavily.

But at the same time as breaking through the iron gate, a bundle of sword ki flew in.

“Great Leader!”

Peng Sogeon pulled Peng Ohyun, and Namgung Muhyeok quickly swung his sword.

With a golden light, dozens of strands of sword ki were densely connected.

‘What an amazing level of sword curtain!’

Peng Sogeon was greatly impressed by Namgung Muhyeok’s sword curtain, which was blocking the bundle of sword ki that was flying in as a surprise attack.

“Let’s go.”

Peng Sogeon, who had nodded his head, shouted.

“Everyone, follow the Namgung Family Head!”

“Yes!”

As Namgung Muhyeok stood at the forefront, trampling on the crushed iron gate, the martial artists followed behind him.

Tik—!

As soon as the first gate was broken through, a signal flare soared into the sky.

Cheon Yusin, who had confirmed this, raised his sword.

“The first gate has been broken through!”

As soon as he confirmed that the first gate had been broken through, the third unit moved.

“Let’s go!”

The third unit was the small and medium-sized sects belonging to the righteous path.

The small and medium-sized sects with a certain degree of fame or the sects that were the branch families or collateral families of the Nine Great Sects took charge of the third unit and advanced.

Their role was to assist the first and second units, which were opening the path at the forefront, and at the same time, to act as a bridge connecting the rest of the forces.

“Move!”

Despite the fear of death, the martial artists from the small and medium-sized sects rushed forward without hesitation.

In front of their eyes, they could see the corpses of their comrades who had run ahead of them.

Nevertheless, they did not stop and ran.

“We are the bridge. If we hesitate, both the forefront and the rear will be in danger!”

The martial artists of the Hwayang Sect, who were in charge of the third unit, led the other sects.

The young martial artists assisted Huashan and Jongnam, who were opening the path, and built a wall.

“Make a path!”

“Come on! You demon bastards!”

“Alright! I’ll kill you!”

The men in black, who had appeared from who knows where, rushed in, throwing sand.

“These cowardly bastards… sand…!”

“Damn it…! It’s sand poison! Everyone, be careful of the sand!”

“It’s already too late! You idiots!”

The martial artists of the small and medium-sized sects, who were relatively lacking in martial arts skills, were clumsy in dealing with the sand poison.

Moreover, they could not leave their positions to avoid the poison, even to perform their assigned roles.

They were the bridge connecting the forefront and the rear, and they were the wall for them.

Of course, it was not that there was no way.

The martial artists of the third unit took out a black pill from their bosom and chewed it with their molars.

It was an antidote made through the recipe of the Tang family, which was thought to have been lost.

It could detoxify most common poisons, and it was also effective against quite tricky poisons.

“These bastards, it seems they have an antidote?”

“Damn it! The Poison Sect, those sons of bitches… they tricked us!?”

The men in black, who had rushed in without much thought, not thinking that they would have an antidote, fell, scattering blood from the unexpected counterattack.

“Block them with your lives!”

The one who tries to block and the one who tries to stop.

The righteous and heretic paths were entangled and fought a bloody battle.

In the meantime, Cheon Yusin, who was watching this, moved his gaze and stared at the fourth unit.

“I’ll leave it to you.”

At Cheon Yusin’s request, an old man took out two flying swords from his bosom and stared at the front.

The fourth unit was not made up of sects or families.

Only one person was preparing for battle alone.

“Great Master Kang.”

“Come without being late.”

The Flying Heaven Sword Master, Kang Cheon.

He was shot forward like a flying sword.

At the same time, the two flying swords that had left his hand were shot like lightning, leaving a blue afterimage.

Kwadeudeudeung—!!

With the sound of thunder, dozens of martial artists lost their lives at the same time.

“F-flying swords!?”

“Damn it! It’s the Ten Flying Blood Ghost!”

“The Ten Flying Blood Ghost has appeared!”

Just with the appearance of Kang Cheon, the battlefield fell into chaos.

The flying swords that cut through the empty air presented an irresistible death to the heretic martial artists.

Kang Cheon advanced, killing the heretic martial artists in his sight in a single breath, and instantly broke through the first gate.

In the meantime, the martial artists of the first and second units, with Namgung Muhyeok at the forefront, were struggling in front of the second gate.

‘There are many. And…’

At the second gate, poison men were hidden among the ordinary martial artists.

The poison qi that burst from the body of a poison man who had been cut down without knowing it instantly poisoned the surroundings.

Fortunately, the martial artists who had felt the poison qi were able to reduce the damage from the poison qi by putting the antidote they had prepared in advance in their mouths.

Hwiik— peok—!!

Namgung Muhyeok’s face brightened when he discovered the flying sword that was piercing the head of a poison man.

“Great Master Kang!”

“Are you okay?”

Kang Cheon collected his flying swords, killing the men in black who were rushing in from all directions.

At this, Namgung Muhyeok swung his sword, cut down the men in black, and said.

“Save your strength. Don’t you have something to do, Great Master Kang?”

“Don’t worry. I haven’t forgotten what I have to do.”

“We have to try harder!”

Peng Ohyun shouted this and gripped his dao again.

“I will lend my strength too.”

“Let’s go together. For our swords.”

Namgung Muhyeok and Peng Ohyun swung their blades, which contained ki, at the second iron gate at the same time.

Kwang—!!

Kugugugung—!

“Block it!”

“Break through!”

“Don’t retreat!”

“Don’t run away!”

“Damn… shiiit…!”

“I’m… fine… so, leave… me… and go! Hurry!”

The twelfth unit.

The last order of the righteous martial world.

Jin Sohyun closed his eyes and waited for his turn.

Although he tried to look away, Jin Sohyun’s sensitive senses did not miss even the sounds of the battlefield, which was dozens of feet away.

—No matter what happens, keep your turn, and ignore everything else. You will become a sharper flying sword than anything else and will pierce the heart of the Heretic Path's Alliance.

From the first unit to the eleventh unit.

Their purpose was clear.

To open a path at a time that was not too late.

For this, numerous martial artists were opening a path, risking their lives.

Only for one flying sword.

To be able to reach the heart of the Heretic Path's Alliance.

(End of Chapter)