Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Dad!
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That cannot happen.
No one can be allowed to die.
Every member of the Namgung Family must survive to become the rulers of Anhui Province and reclaim their position as the greatest clan in the world.
That is how it must be.
Besides, it wasn't just the Baekri Family Head and his Young Lord here.
In the Baekri Family's camp were their elders. In addition, there were the brigade commanders and the ninety members of the White Flower Sword Brigade, the Baekri Family's finest swordsmen.
The Namgung Family currently consisted of Namgung Yul himself, the Young Lord Namgung Urin, and at most, the five members of the Azure Sky Sword Brigade. That was all.
Mutual destruction is not revenge.
It's a suicidal act.
If he thought Jang Gae, one of the ten greatest masters in the world and the Leader of the Beggars' Sect, would help, he was gravely mistaken. Why else would Jang Gae be sitting in the guest section, not with the Namgung Family?
If an information organization forsook its neutrality to take a side, it would lose all credibility. An information organization that has lost its credibility becomes a useless entity in the martial world.
Namgung Yul was perplexed. His nephew caused trouble, but he was no fool. If anything, he was too smart for his own good.
For such a nephew to want mutual destruction here?
“Yes, that’s right! I am in my right mind!”
Namgung Urin said so, but that was not how it appeared to Namgung Yul.
He could clearly see his nephew’s eyes blazing with fury.
“Calm down! You are being consumed by your anger.”
This was the first time he had seen his nephew like this.
While it was a good thing for Namgung Urin to be learning new emotions, the rage he felt now would bring him no benefit.
On the contrary, one wrong move could lead to qi deviation. He would become a madman and ultimately be unable to escape death.
“So what! Are you saying we shouldn’t avenge my father, my grandfather, and the Namgung clan right now? Are you saying we should just turn our backs on my father, my grandfather, and all the Namgung people who died in the War of Orthodox and Demonic Factions? Is that truly what you mean?”
The Primordial Chaos churned with Namgung Urin’s fury.
“That’s not it! Please, just think!”
“Uncle!”
“You brat!”
“If you really don’t want to, then move! I’ll do it myself!”
He meant that he, Namgung Urin, would kill both the Baekri Family Head and the Young Lord.
Did the Primordial Chaos understand Namgung Urin’s heart?
The Primordial Chaos forcefully pushed Namgung Yul away. But Namgung Yul’s legs held firm, planted solidly on the arena floor.
Was he not one of the top five martial artists in all of Anhui Province?
And.
If Namgung Urin possessed the martial prowess to do as he pleased, Namgung Yul would have had no reason not to step aside. After all, he felt the very same urge.
“Urin!”
Just then, the arena began to shake unexpectedly.
*Rumble, rumble, rumble.*
…Could it be this brat, Urin?
No, it wasn't.
The Primordial Chaos was weeping.
It, too, understood the reason for the rage originating from Namgung Urin.
The sound of gritted teeth escaped Namgung Urin’s lips.
“If you do not move… I will cut you down too, Uncle.”
His voice was quiet, yet intense.
And shocking.
His nephew, Namgung Urin, would cut him down?
Namgung Yul’s brow furrowed deeply.
He wondered why on earth his nephew was going to such lengths.
Namgung Yul looked into Namgung Urin’s eyes.
‘This is…!’
Namgung Urin’s pupils were turning black.
‘…Qi deviation?’
No.
The color of one’s pupils did not change during qi deviation. One simply descended into madness.
This was the first time Namgung Yul had ever encountered a person’s pupils turning black. He had never even heard of such a thing.
Then what in the world was it?
In any case, it was not a good sign. This was a dangerous situation. For a person’s pupils to turn black and for them to lose control of their emotions…
Just then!
His nephew, Namgung Urin, actually swung his sword at Namgung Yul.
*KABOOM!*
A deafening roar struck the area around the arena.
Namgung Urin’s sword struck the two arms Namgung Yul had raised and cloaked in a protective aura to block him.
‘Dammit!’
A sharp, tingling pain shot through both of his arms from the immense impact. For his arms to ache when it didn't even seem like his nephew had used his full strength…
Had he grown stronger yet again?
In this situation, should he be pleased or dismayed…
Behind them, the Baekri Family Head and Baekri Jang-won, who had witnessed the scene, watched with wide eyes. But soon, a smile crept onto the Baekri Family Head’s lips.
‘It’s over.’
The Young Lord swung his sword at the Family Head simply because he wouldn't listen to him?
No matter how dysfunctional a family was, things never went that far.
The thought that the Namgung clan would collapse on its own if he just endured this brief humiliation made the Baekri Family Head feel that today’s tournament hadn't left only bad things for his family.
The spectators in the stands also began to murmur at Namgung Urin’s actions.
“They said he was a complete hooligan…”
“It really seems to be true.”
Watching from afar, Lady Yeonhwa was so shocked that her entire body trembled.
‘Urin…’
No matter how willful her son was, he was not so depraved as to swing a sword at his own uncle.
It was unbelievable that this was happening…
‘My Urin!’
Lady Yeonhwa screamed at the top of her lungs toward her son, Namgung Urin.
“Urin! You can’t do that! Urin!”
Lady Yeonhwa shrieked at the sight of her son.
“Aaaargh! No! I said no!”
No matter how much she yelled, her son, Namgung Urin, did not stir.
Tears streamed endlessly from Lady Yeonhwa’s eyes.
Her breathing grew ragged.
“Hah. Heo. Heo. Hah.”
Hoping it was all a dream, Lady Yeonhwa shook her head frantically.
She turned to the five members of the Azure Sky Sword Brigade who were forcibly holding her back.
“You, you all must know, right? Why our Urin, your Young Lord, is acting like this. Tell me. Please, tell me.”
Lady Yeonhwa’s eyes were filled with desperation.
But.
“We are sorry… my lady.”
The members of the Azure Sky Sword Brigade had no way of knowing.
However.
There was one thing they thought they understood.
Revenge.
Revenge for that day five years ago.
Did they think the five members of the Azure Sky Sword Brigade had enjoyed today’s tournament?
Their faces were smiling with the joy of victory, but they weren’t truly smiling. They smiled to forget.
To forget.
To not think about anything at all.
They had wanted to kill them.
They had wanted to plunge their swords deep into the chests of those White Flower Sword Brigade members.
To stab them.
And stab them again.
And when that wasn't enough, they wanted to mince their flesh until it became paste.
But they couldn't.
They couldn't because they weren't supposed to.
Still, after their victory, they were overcome with emotion.
Because they had won.
Because they had brought the Baekri Family to their knees.
But the thought that they still couldn’t kill them left a resentment they couldn't swallow…
How much worse must it be for the Young Lord?
He could have killed them.
He should have killed them.
He was on the verge of killing them.
“Haa, heu-haa. Uhehehe. Uwaaaaaah!”
A torrent of cries burst from Lady Yeonhwa.
‘It’s all my fault!’
After the incident five years ago, Lady Yeonhwa could only see one thing.
Revenge.
They killed her husband, destroyed her happy family, and killed those with whom she had laughed and shared joy!
How could she just stand by and watch the ones who had killed everyone in the Namgung clan?
So, Lady Yeonhwa herself had lost her senses and pushed her beloved son into secluded training, pushing his back into the hellfire of vengeance!
“Aaargh! No! Please, Urin!”
This mother was wrong.
This mother was a failure.
I had hoped you would do what this mother could not.
That’s why it was so hard for you.
‘My son… my dear son…’
Even as Lady Yeonhwa’s cries continued unabated, the look in Namgung Urin’s eyes did not change.
“Uncle. Are you still not going to move!?”
Namgung Yul was devastated.
He truly lamented how things had come to this.
Namgung Yul thought he needed to calm himself first, rather than get angry.
“Urin. Think again. Do you truly believe your father and grandfather would want you to be doing this right now?”
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I must kill those bastards who took what was precious to me. So move aside.”
“Hah.”
It felt as if the sky was falling.
He had thought things were getting better…
It seemed his nephew’s childhood personality was resurfacing.
There was no way to appease his nephew when he was like this. He hadn't even flinched at the sound of his mother's voice just now. In his childhood, he would at least react to his father's and mother’s words.
“Urin, please…”
Don’t do this.
If you become like this, how can I, your uncle, face your father and my father in the afterlife?
But it seemed Namgung Yul’s wish did not reach the heavens.
For Namgung Urin swung his sword again.
Namgung Yul had to block his nephew’s sword once more. The impact was even greater than before.
‘Damn.’
Was this going to turn into a fight between kin?
Namgung Yul was more worried about his nephew’s well-being than public opinion. The nephew who would lead the future of the Namgung was in a very dangerous state, and a sense of urgency began to grow in his heart.
‘If he really suffers from qi deviation…’
In truth, Namgung Urin’s condition was already comparable to qi deviation.
It looked as though his entire pupils would soon be stained black.
Just then, thankfully, Jang Gae of the Beggars’ Sect stepped onto the arena.
Jang Gae asked Namgung Urin.
“Are you in your right mind?”
A voice seething with rage flowed from Namgung Urin.
“Are you in league with them too, old man?”
“Ho ho. It seems the brat is still sane.”
For him to call him ‘old man.’
“Move aside at once!”
The area around Namgung Urin was in turmoil. The surrounding Primordial Chaos was gathering around him at an accelerating rate.
Jang Gae also sensed the danger. He knew, at least to some extent, the formidability of the Primordial Chaos Art.
At that moment, as if sensing Namgung Urin was in danger, the Shadows in his mind awoke.
‘Lord! This is dangerous!’
‘If you lose control, everyone here, and you, Lord, will not emerge unscathed!’
“Silence! No one is to interfere in what I do!”
Namgung Yul and Jang Gae’s eyes widened at Namgung Urin’s sudden words to himself.
“Urin…”
“This boy…”
‘Lord! It is truly dangerous! The Primordial Chaos is running wild! Lord!’
“I told you to be silent!”
By now, Namgung Urin’s eyes had turned completely black.
“Move!”
Namgung Urin swung his sword again.
An immense barrage of sword energy poured out like a rain shower. The volley of sword energy he unleashed flew in all directions.
Fortunately, the spectators had already evacuated.
*KWAKWAKWAKWAAAAANG!*
“Keuk.”
Namgung Yul was pushed back a full ten feet, suffering internal injuries. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Jang Gae could only let out a hollow laugh in disbelief.
“Ho ho.”
The Baekri Family Head, Baekri U, was also greatly surprised. He knew that if he had blocked that barrage of sword energy, his state would have been little different from Namgung Yul’s now.
‘How can he, at that age…’
It was an unbelievable level of power. It was a power that made him feel the illusion that the Namgung’s Young Lord could actually kill him.
Namgung Urin was pushing past his limits. His fury was now transforming into the fury of the Primordial Chaos itself.
The turmoil around Namgung Urin, caused by the fury of the Primordial Chaos, had now escalated into a whirlwind of chaos. As it did, all the energy in the vicinity was being sucked into it.
Jang Gae spoke to Namgung Yul.
“I will intervene. If…”
“I know it can’t be helped. I’m counting on you, Sect Leader.”
He had to be stopped from becoming a madman.
It was different from qi deviation, but it was no different in appearance.
It had now reached a stage where even Namgung Yul’s strength was not enough.
Jang Gae took a step toward Namgung Urin to intervene personally.
It was then.
‘Dad!’