The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

"He's late."

At the man's playful gesture, one martial artist died.

The number of martial artists who had died like that had already exceeded ten.

Jang Seoktae, the sect leader of the Songdo Sect, who had to just watch this, was half-mad.

"Why are you doing this? What on earth did we do wrong!"

At Jang Seoktae's question, the man shrugged.

"Just because."

"You... you said just because?"

"Yes. Did you think there was a reason for your deaths? There isn't. I'm just killing you."

"You demon-like!! How can you do that, being born a human!!"

"Haha! That's a foolish question."

The man grabbed Jang Seoktae's face.

His hand was so big that Jang Seoktae's face could fit entirely in his grasp.

"Why do I need a reason? If I want to kill, I just kill."

"You will surely be punished by heaven!"

"Just die. I'll kill you, and I'll kill all the brats here too. I've gotten bored."

The man put strength into his grasp to kill Jang Seoktae.

Squeeze—!

As Jang Seoktae's head was being crushed, his skull was about to break, unable to withstand the man's strength.

"Stop it."

"Huh?"

The man turned around, still holding Jang Seoktae's face.

A man was standing there.

"Oho? Judging by your face, you must be Jin Sohyun."

"As expected, you were looking for me."

"Hahaha! The Songdo Sect handles one thing brilliantly. I told them to find your location, but to think they'd bring you directly. I've seen you in a new light."

The man let go of Jang Seoktae's face and lightly patted his cheek.

He now stood facing Jin Sohyun, as if he had no interest in the Songdo Sect.

In the meantime, Jin Sohyun looked at the dead martial artists of the Songdo Sect with a regretful face.

"Did you do that?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"It's strange. Very strange. Why are you all curious about the reason I kill people? Does it change anything if you know?"

"I guess so. Nothing changes. Since they're already... dead."

Jin Sohyun was angry. And his hands trembled with a rising sense of guilt.

The man who was watching this revealed his teeth and laughed.

"Are you angry at me now? Because of the deaths of people who have nothing to do with you?"

"Because they died because of me."

"Yes. That's right. They were lives that would not have died if not for you. Haa! Let's cut the crap with this boring chatter... and fight."

The man let his two hands hang down.

"My name is..."

"I'm not interested."

Jin Sohyun took out two flying swords from his bosom.

At that sight, Go'ung laughed as if he were enjoying it.

"It's Go'ung."

Go'ung stomped his foot and rushed towards Jin Sohyun.

His appearance was like that of an angry bear rushing in.

Jin Sohyun imbued two flying swords with the power of lightning flash and sent them flying.

He did not control his strength.

The two flying swords became a single line of splitting lightning and pierced the air.

"Heup!"

Go'ung raised his internal energy in both hands and deflected the two flying swords.

"The power of a young brat..."

His palms tingled.

"This will be a more enjoyable hunt than I thought!!"

Go'ung, who had drawn up his true strength even more, revealed his teeth and laughed again.

But his laughter did not last long.

It was because the three flying swords that flew in succession pressed Go'ung.

"Heup!"

Go'ung extended his two hands to the left and right and struck the flying swords that were flying in succession.

A powerful force that would blow off the head of even a first-rate martial artist if he were to be hit properly.

Go'ung, who had deflected the flying swords with that mighty power, looked at Jin Sohyun with sharp eyes.

'I had expectations because the Nameless Pavilion had classified him as a special grade, but this is beyond my expectations!'

Go'ung could not hold back his bursting laughter.

"Hehehehe!"

How long had it been?

To fight with such a strong person!

His spine tingled at the strength he could feel just from his skin.

'It was a good thing I went to the Nameless Pavilion!'

Go'ung planted the tips of his toes into the ground like a nail and lowered his posture.

"I wonder how you'll deal with the enemy in front of you!"

Kwang—!

The ground exploded as if it had burst, and Go'ung's figure rushed in at a tremendous speed.

His target was Jin Sohyun's neck.

Go'ung's right hand, imbued with strong qi, extended, tearing through the air.

Thump!

The condensed air that had followed late burst, and a loud sound was heard.

But Jin Sohyun was not there.

"Heup!"

Go'ung twisted his waist and deflected the flying sword that had come right in front of his nose with a rough hand.

But with the strong qi that he had hurriedly drawn up, he could not completely block the power of the flying sword.

Blood flowed from his palm, which had been cut by the blade, and wet the ground.

"Don't worry."

Jin Sohyun said with an emotionless voice, holding two flying swords in both hands.

"Because you won't reach me."

***

The Man-Rending Demonic Hand, Go'ung.

He was a demon head famous for tearing people to death with his bare hands.

Originally, he was also known as a master of swordsmanship, but he had become addicted to the feeling of death at his fingertips and had at some point abandoned his sword and had begun to kill people with his bare hands.

Go'ung, who had both a body suitable for learning martial arts and a ferocious nature, could not feel any other pleasure besides killing.

Only someone's death.

And that, he had only felt pleasure in the death he had created with his own fingertips.

He did not fear death.

That's why he enjoyed fighting with the strong.

Because he was strong and an immortal who would not die.

"Heok... heok..."

Blood foam flowed from between his parted lips.

A whopping three flying swords were stuck in the bent body of Go'ung, who was gasping for breath.

Two were stuck in his shoulder and side, respectively, and one had pierced his thigh.

"You brat..."

Go'ung's gaze turned to Jin Sohyun.

As he had boasted, Go'ung had not been able to reach Jin Sohyun.

With a speed that did not even leave a shadow, Jin Sohyun had thoroughly toyed with Go'ung.

Go'ung had a strong grip and internal energy that could tear the body of a trained martial artist to death.

Also, he had the leg strength to approach his opponent at high speed.

But with none of that, he could not reach Jin Sohyun.

"It wasn't for nothing that he was a special grade. Speed and strength... not a single thing is lacking."

Go'ung pulled out the three flying swords stuck in his body.

Although blood and flesh came off together, he no longer felt any pain.

Instead, an excitement that felt as if his head were melting made him move.

"I will surely kill you."

Jin Sohyun held the flying swords in his hand and slowly caught his breath.

'He's like a beast.'

Go'ung was like a ferocious beast.

Although he had tried to restrict his movements by embedding the flying swords like nails, he had ignored even this.

"So try to kill me!"

Go'ung ran with all his might.

Although his speed might have decreased, the power he felt was still the same.

Go'ung's two hands crossed quickly.

'He's coming.'

Jin Sohyun felt the intense qi that had left Go'ung's hands approaching him and sent two flying swords flying.

The two flying swords, imbued with the power of wind and flow, clashed with the momentum that Go'ung had scattered.

Kwang— Kwang—!

Behind the two explosions, a third flying sword cut through the space.

"Hehahahat!"

Go'ung bent his head and avoided the third flying sword.

Although a part of his cheek was split and blood spurted out, and his cheekbone was revealed, Go'ung did not care.

His brain had long since forgotten the pain.

Thump thump—!

Go'ung's smile, who had come in front of Jin Sohyun in just five steps, was stained with blood and became even thicker.

"Did you say I wouldn't be able to reach you!"

Go'ung's hand went towards Jin Sohyun's face.

'Just one time is enough!'

If his hand could just reach, he could crush Jin Sohyun's beautiful face.

It was the moment his right hand, imbued with all his strength, was about to reach Jin Sohyun's face.

Jin Sohyun gathered his two hands and formed a triangle.

In the next moment, his two hands brushed past Go'ung's right hand and his entire upper body in an instant.

"Ugh!"

Go'ung's two eyes widened as if they would tear.

'This is... the Golden Grasp of the bald monks?'

The Golden Grasp technique of the Shaolin Temple, the Maitreya Three Heavens Solution, had manifested in the two hands of none other than Jin Sohyun.

"How did you..."

'There's no time.'

Jin Sohyun had no time.

It was because the Three Thousand Guiding Hands of the Maitreya Three Heavens Solution, which had only taken on the form, could only bind Go'ung's body for a very short time.

But that was enough.

Because all the preparations were in place.

Jin Sohyun's two hands spread wide to the left and right.

"Thousand Hands, Piercing Cone."

As the two hands, which had been rolled up as if they were grabbing an invisible thread, quickly crossed, the ten flying swords that had fallen around Go'ung flew in all at once.

The target was one.

It was Go'ung, who had escaped from the Three Thousand Guiding Hands, which had only taken on the form.

Thwack thwack thwack—!!

The ten flying swords literally pierced Go'ung's entire body like an awl.

"Keulleok...!"

Go'ung, who had vomited blood, looked at Jin Sohyun with a hazy gaze.

"A funny... face... you have."

Jin Sohyun, who had confirmed with his fading vision, did not rejoice even though he had won.

He just looked at Go'ung with pupils that contained numerous emotions.

"Nameless... Pavilion..."

"Nameless Pavilion?"

Go'ung let out his last breath.

"A gift... for... the winner..."

The breath of the Man-Rending Demonic Hand, Go'ung, who had brutally killed numerous martial artists with his blood-stained two hands, was cut off.

"Wa... waaaaa!!"

The martial artists of the Songdo Sect, who had been watching the fight between Jin Sohyun and Go'ung without even being able to breathe, rushed in, sending out fierce cheers.

They spat on the dead Go'ung's corpse and insulted it.

Jin Sohyun watched silently so that the Songdo Sect could vent their anger to their heart's content.

Jang Seoktae walked out from the meaningless revenge drama that was boiling with grief.

He stood in front of Jin Sohyun and expressed his gratitude with a fist and palm salute.

"Thank you, Elder. Thank you so much for avenging the disciples."

"No. If it weren't for me..."

Jin Sohyun's face looked sad.

Jang Seoktae noticed that he was looking at the dead martial artists of the Songdo Sect.

Jang Seoktae, who had shaken his head with a tear-stained face, said.

"That person is a demon! A demon in human skin! Even if it weren't for the Elder, that person would have continued to kill innocent people. Now that the Elder has ended his evil deeds..."

Jang Seoktae could not hold back any longer and began to shed tears.

"Kkeueueuk... kkeu..."

A deep sadness and guilt were felt from the sobbing Jang Seoktae.

Jin Sohyun did not know how to comfort him.

Because no matter what comfort was given, the dead would not return.

***

"We will quietly dispose of Go'ung's corpse."

"Please do. And... I'm sorry."

Jin Sohyun, who had finished his apology and had turned away, left the Songdo Sect with a lonely appearance.

Jang Seoktae, who was watching his back, quietly bowed his head and saw him off without a sound.

"Who on earth could that person be? He's wearing a plain white martial arts robe with no special features, so I have no idea who he is..."

"He is a person who defeated the Man-Rending Demonic Hand without a single scratch. He must be an existence that we cannot possibly understand."

"Shall we ask for his name now?"

"No. The reason the Elder did not reveal his own name is because he did not want us to get involved with him. So we must follow the Elder's will."

Jin Sohyun had not even revealed his name.

It was because he did not want the tragedy of the Songdo Sect, which had occurred because of him, to continue any further.

"For now, let's dispose of Go'ung's corpse secretly and prepare a funeral for the deceased disciples. But."

Jang Seoktae's eyes sank calmly.

"The tragedy that occurred at the Songdo Sect today must never be revealed to the outside."

Jin Sohyun, who had left the Songdo Sect, wiped his ten flying swords in a valley located deep in the forest.

'They'll find out soon that Go'ung is dead. But they won't touch the Songdo Sect.'

Jin Sohyun, who had put the wiped flying swords in his flying scabbard, slowly stood up.

"Did he say the Nameless Pavilion?"

Go'ung had said the words 'Nameless Pavilion' as a gift.

He didn't know what that place was, or where it was.

But one thing was certain: besides the Heretic's Path Alliance, there was someone else who was after his life.

Jin Sohyun, who knew that he could not deal with all of them alone, looked far away with a sigh.

"I have to meet my masters."

(End of Chapter)