Chapter 4 – Namgung Hwa-rin (1)

Yu-jin went out with his handmaidens again today. It was a daily occurrence, so no one suspected a thing.

The place Yu-jin went with his handmaidens was a mountain near the estate. It was a mountain owned by the True Dragon Sword Clan, inaccessible to anyone not from the clan.

Yu-jin ventured deeper into the mountain, where a small training ground was located.

“Ran, you can come out too.”

At Yu-jin’s words, Ran revealed herself again. The four handmaidens, however, showed no surprise at her appearance.

In terms of who arrived first, Ran was the very first woman to come. For that reason, the four handmaidens considered Ran their superior.

Once Ran appeared, Yu-jin stepped onto the training ground, and the five women surrounded him. They all drew their swords and charged at him.

The swords of the charging handmaidens were imbued with sword ki of different colors, a sight that would have made any member of the clan gasp in astonishment.

To think that mere handmaidens could wield sword ki, a feat beyond most martial artists.

“I’ve raised you all well, indeed.”

Yu-jin smiled as he dodged the attacks of the five women. The investment he had made to teach these five, whose average age was now twenty, was truly immense.

He had generously provided them with elixirs and superior martial arts, and as a result, they had become first-rate masters capable of wielding sword ki at a young age.

They might not be on the level of the Seven Dragons or the Five Phoenixes, but they were still exceptionally talented individuals.

“Rin, there’s still hesitation in your hand! Swing your sword with the intent to kill your opponent!”

Yu-jin said as he grabbed Rin’s sword, which was coated in sword ki. Despite grasping the ki-infused blade, Yu-jin’s hand was completely unscathed.

Just then, Ye and Ran rushed at Yu-jin simultaneously. Yu-jin swiftly extended both hands, and a pure white beam of energy shot towards the two.

“Aah!”

The two were sent flying. Then, Yeon and Hwa swung their swords at Yu-jin. But Yu-jin deflected their attacks with a chop of his hand before lightly knocking them back.

“Hmm, you all lack killing intent. Your bodies have already mastered the martial arts, though.”

“How could we possibly show killing intent towards you, Young Master?”

At Yeon’s words, the other women nodded in agreement. Yu-jin was the master of their souls. There was no greater act of disloyalty than to harbor killing intent towards such a master. Hearing their words, Yu-jin gave an awkward smile and nodded.

“You have a point. Well, you have practical experience, so maybe you just need a bit more.”

As he pondered this, Yu-jin’s face suddenly scrunched up. He could feel someone with a familiar, yet truly detestable, energy approaching.

A young man with a sturdy build and a handsome face. He had dark black hair and black eyes. His gaze, strong and filled with determination, seemed capable of enchanting any woman.

The young man smiled and opened his mouth.

“Brother, so you were here.”

Yu-jin nodded at the young man who greeted him with a soft voice.

The second son of Kang Yu-hyeon and Yu-jin’s younger brother. Kang Yong-hoon, one of the Seven Dragons of the martial world, known by the title Flying Sword Dragon, appeared before Yu-jin with a smile.

Yu-jin looked at his younger brother, Kang Yong-hoon, and his face briefly tightened before relaxing.

‘He’s gotten stronger again. What a frightening fellow.’

He wasn’t strong enough to beat him, but Kang Yong-hoon’s growth rate was incredibly fast. However, knowing why he had grown stronger so quickly, Yu-jin opened his mouth with a slight provocation.

“Your progress in martial arts is truly fast, isn’t it?”

“I’m still far behind compared to you, brother. Still, shall I show you?”

*Kwoooosh!*

A formidable aura began to rise from Yong-hoon’s entire body.

“It’s a pain to play with you, though.”

Yu-jin also let out a smirk and released his own aura, instantly pushing back Yong-hoon’s. Being pushed back so easily, Yong-hoon’s face contorted into a frown.

“As expected, I am still no match for you, brother.”

Yong-hoon said as he drew forth an even more intense aura, which pushed back Yu-jin’s energy.

He knew Yu-jin’s true nature better than anyone. His overwhelming strength that surpassed all their siblings. That was why he strived to defeat Yu-jin by any means necessary.

‘I will definitely surpass you.’

Completely uninterested in what Yong-hoon was thinking, Yu-jin replied nonchalantly.

“If you go any further, you’ll definitely regret it.”

“When challenging you, brother, I must have at least that much resolve.”

At Yong-hoon’s words, Yu-jin smiled and drew upon even more power. Yu-jin knew well that as long as Yong-hoon didn’t surpass him, he would never have a chance at being number one.

Even if Yu-jin himself engaged in debauched acts publicly, the clan head’s eyes were already on him.

For Kang Yong-hoon or any of the other siblings to claim the position of clan head, they had to defeat him. There was no other way. So, he could understand the desire to win that his brother harbored.

“I told you before. It’s fine to challenge me if you think you can surpass me. But if you disappoint me again this time, it’s going to hurt a little.”

As the tension between them stretched taut without an inch of give, Kang Yong-hoon heard Yu-jin’s words and replied with an even more serious expression.

“I’ll say it again, I am prepared for that much. I will show you now.”

“I hope you don’t disappoint me. That is, if you don’t want to be laughed at by me like before.”

Yu-jin laughed, and Yong-hoon laughed as well. Then, the auras erupting from the two brothers began to clash violently.

In that instant, a silver flash erupted from Yu-jin’s hand, and a white flash from Yong-hoon’s.

The two displayed an incredible quickdraw technique in a split second.

*Clang!*

The swords clashed in mid-air. Yong-hoon’s face contorted at the result of the quickdraw. His sword was not fully drawn, whereas Yu-jin’s was, completely sealing off his attack.

‘When did he…?’

If Yong-hoon had reacted incorrectly, his head would have surely been sent flying.

“The result is no different from before. Or should I praise you for almost drawing your sword this time, whereas you couldn’t draw it properly back then?”

“Thank you. But it’s not over yet.”

Yong-hoon replied with a stoic expression and moved his feet. In an instant, he disappeared from before Yu-jin.

He reappeared in the air behind Yu-jin, leaping as he brought his sword down.

“To even counterattack, you’re quite something.”

Yu-jin said as he twisted his body.

*Kwaaaang!*

And so, the two brothers collided.

“Hah… hah.”

‘The last time I challenged him, I was defeated without landing a single blow. I was sure I would win this time, but I lost again.’

The only silver lining was that unlike before, he had managed to last ten exchanges.

[You are still far from ready.]

Hearing Yu-jin’s voice as if it were ringing in his ear, Kang Yong-hoon clenched his fist.

That day was one he could never forget. How could he forget the day his confidence was shattered for the first time?

And just like a moment ago, he had said the same thing back then before disappearing.

‘I was arrogant.’

He had never been conceited enough to believe himself a genius, but failing to land even a single blow had been a shock to him.

After that, to erase that hellish experience and to defeat Kang Yu-jin, Kang Yong-hoon devoted everything to his martial arts training.

But even so, the gap did not close. He had only just now become confident that he could block the single move Yu-jin had shown back then…

For him, who was praised as being more exceptional than anyone, to be thinking he was confident in blocking a single move from his hedonistic older brother was a laughable matter.

“But next time, I will definitely surpass you.”

Yong-hoon knew well that the one who wins in the end is the true victor.

***

Leaving his brother Kang Yong-hoon behind, Yu-jin descended the mountain with the five women.

As soon as they came down the mountain, Ran concealed herself again, and Yu-jin slowly headed towards the clan estate.

“Ah, what a troublesome brat.”

Yu-jin’s face scrunched up as he thought of his brother, Kang Yong-hoon.

‘Try your best, little brother. I’ll stomp you down lightly.’

Yu-jin believed that trampling on all who dared to climb up was the best course of action. And in this younger generation, there were many who would try to climb up to him.

The Seven Dragons and Five Phoenixes, including Kang Yong-hoon and Namgung Hwa-rin, were all young but possessed martial prowess far greater than most martial artists.

They were strong enough to easily handle the masters of small and medium-sized sects, so no further explanation was needed.

And his other siblings within the True Dragon Sword Clan were also too strong to be overlooked.

‘Well, I have the power to surpass them all.’

Even if all the Seven Dragons and Five Phoenixes came at him at once, Yu-jin had the strength to defeat them. Realistically, the only ones in the martial world who could fight him properly were a handful of the absolute top masters.

“Let’s take on the challenge with a leisurely attitude.”

When Yu-jin suddenly muttered to himself, the four handmaidens looked at him with curiosity, but only for a moment. They were already well aware that Yu-jin sometimes muttered to himself like that.

They soon arrived at the separate annex that Yu-jin used alone. Yu-jin gave a sly smile, embraced the four handmaidens, and opened his mouth.

“Now then, let’s all bathe together, my dears.”

At Yu-jin’s words, the handmaidens’ faces turned red.

“Ran, you too.”

Ran, revealing herself again, gave a slight nod. While the other handmaidens prepared the bath, Yu-jin pulled Ran into an embrace.

Ran was startled when she felt Yu-jin’s hand suddenly grasp her firm breast, but it was only for a moment.

“Ran, you just can’t seem to get used to it.”

Yu-jin laughed, looking at Ran’s cute expression. At Yu-jin’s touch, Ran felt a strange heat spreading from her chest throughout her entire body.

Yu-jin untied Ran’s clothes and slipped his hand into her lower garments. Ran couldn’t resist his touch and her body trembled.

And as Yu-jin’s fingers gently traced the area around her already moist flower, she let out a small moan.

“Ah…”

As Ran accepted Yu-jin’s finger inside her petals, Ye approached, took hold of Yu-jin’s manhood, and guided it into her own body. Ye rotated her hips vigorously, her juices flowing freely.

“Ahhhk! Y-Young Master!”

Yu-jin grinned, slipped his arms under Ye’s legs, lifted her up, and began to move his hips.

Ye, feeling the fullness that filled her from within, her eyes welling with tears from the sheer pleasure, moved her hips to accept Yu-jin.

Soon reaching her climax, Ye’s body trembled, and she clung to Yu-jin.

“Young Master, me too!”

The four women, excluding the climaxing Ye, rushed towards Yu-jin, and soon the bathroom was filled with the clamor of their lustful cries.

***

A few days later, Namgung Hwa-rin arrived in Jiangxi Province, where the True Dragon Sword Clan was located, along with the masters of the Namgung Clan.

“Haa.”

Namgung Hwa-rin let out a deep sigh, looking like a weary old woman. A handsome young man watching her opened his mouth.

“Why are you sighing like that?”

Namgung Hwi, the Azure Sky Dragon and a member of the Seven Dragons like the Flying Sword Dragon Kang Yong-hoon, asked with a smile. Namgung Hwa-rin’s face contorted as she replied.

“Brother, are you happy that I’m marrying such a rake?”