The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

Ma Seongun, who had been sitting with his legs crossed, opened his eyes with a flash.

He was sweating all over, and the light in his two eyes was so bright that it could illuminate the dark space.

"Is it still not possible?"

Ma Seongun continuously replayed the fight with Jin Sohyun.

How could he have defeated Jin Sohyun?

No matter how much he used all his strength, he could not defeat Jin Sohyun.

The reason was simpler than he thought.

"Is it because I couldn't see his full power?"

Ma Seongun had not yet seen the end of Jin Sohyun.

"Jin Sohyun..."

Ma Seongun, who had stood up with a deep hatred, took a bath and then moved his steps to the center of the Heretic's Path Alliance.

The Heretic's Path Alliance was quite bustling.

It was because it was the day that a pseudo group that called themselves the Blood Demon Divine Cult came to offer tribute.

Neither the Heretic's Path Alliance Leader, Ju Cheon, nor the Grand Commander, Mu Yu, acknowledged the Blood Demon Divine Cult, and it was the same for the Ma Seongun of his previous life.

'After they came to offer tribute today, those brats never showed themselves again.'

Even in the war between the Martial Arts Alliance and the Heretic's Path Alliance, which would decide the fate of the orthodox and unorthodox factions, the Blood Demon Divine Cult had not appeared in the end.

Nevertheless, Ma Seongun had even given up on his training and had personally moved to confirm the tribute of the Blood Demon Divine Cult.

"The future of the Blood Demon Divine Cult would not have changed."

After Ma Seongun had regressed, the course of the Heretic's Path Alliance had changed greatly from his previous life.

Of course, all of this was Ma Seongun's influence.

But the Blood Demon Divine Cult was a place that Ma Seongun's influence had not reached.

'I have to confirm that the future of my previous life that I know and the future of my current life are not different.'

Ma Seongun discovered a red procession that continued along the long main road.

They were the followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult.

They always covered their entire bodies with red cloth from head to toe, and the only thing that could be confirmed was their two pupils.

Ma Seongun, who had arrived at the Evil King's Hall while staring at the tribute procession of the Blood Demon Divine Cult, found Ju Cheon sitting on a chair as always.

"You've come."

Ma Seongun bowed his head and stood by Ju Cheon's side.

The Grand Commander, Mu Yu, was already on Ju Cheon's left, preparing to greet the Blood Demon Divine Cult.

Soon, the followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult entered the Evil King's Hall and lowered their posture in front of Ju Cheon.

"We greet the great master of the unorthodox faction, the Heretic's Path Alliance Leader."

"You've come again. So, what have you prepared for me today?"

"You will surely be pleased."

The followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult, with organized movements, placed a long box they had prepared in advance in front of Ju Cheon.

"This is the treasure of our Blood Demon Divine Cult."

As the sealed long box opened, a sword with a crimson scabbard revealed itself from inside.

A follower picked up the sword with both hands and handed it to Ju Cheon.

"It is the Bloodstone Bright Sword."

"Oho."

Ju Cheon drew the sword that the follower had extended from its scabbard without hesitation.

Woooong—!

The Bloodstone Bright Sword, from which a sharp edge could be felt, had a bright red blade, and its weight was so light that it could not be called a sword.

Also, as a result of checking by flicking the blade with his finger, the flexibility and firmness of the blade were not inferior to the swords that were chosen as famous swords in the Heretic's Path Alliance.

"Excellent."

Ju Cheon got up from his seat and lightly swung the sword.

As the table made of carved stone was split in two at once, the satisfied Ju Cheon pushed the sword into its scabbard and nodded.

"The Heretic's Path Alliance is always satisfied with the tribute of the Blood Demon Divine Cult. Now tell me what you desire."

The follower of the Blood Demon Divine Cult stared at Ju Cheon without a word.

He stared at Ju Cheon as if to confirm something and then bowed his waist.

"There is nothing we desire. The infinite glory of the Heretic's Path Alliance and the eternal prosperity of the unorthodox faction are the only wishes of the Blood Demon Divine Cult."

"Your wishes will be fulfilled. Do not worry."

"Thank you."

As the followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult, who had finished their tribute, withdrew, Ju Cheon extended the Bloodstone Bright Sword they had brought to Ma Seongun.

"Take it. It is useless to me."

"..."

Ma Seongun reflexively took the Bloodstone Bright Sword, but his expression was not very bright.

"Do you have any worries?"

"No. Thank you for the gift, Alliance Leader."

"Strive even harder. You will become the sharpest sword of the Heretic's Path Alliance."

"As you command."

Having finished his short conversation with Ju Cheon, Ma Seongun hurriedly left the Evil King's Hall.

'Something is wrong.'

The future was twisted.

The item that the Blood Demon Divine Cult should have brought as tribute today was not the Bloodstone Bright Sword, but a reddish jade.

But the fact that the tribute had changed meant that the future of the Blood Demon Divine Cult had changed without Ma Seongun's influence.

That meant that the future that Ma Seongun had known could change from now on.

'I have to find out why it changed.'

Ma Seongun performed a movement technique and caught up with the withdrawing followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult at once.

And standing in front of the follower who had offered the tribute, he said.

"I have something I want to talk about for a moment."

At Ma Seongun's request, the follower who was standing at the very front nodded and raised his hand.

The followers of the Blood Demon Divine Cult withdrew, and a private meeting between the two took place.

"Please speak. I will listen attentively."

Ma Seongun contemplated for a moment and then said bluntly.

"Was the tribute of the Blood Demon Divine Cult that was offered to the Alliance Leader originally the Bloodstone Bright Sword?"

"...What do you mean?"

Ma Seongun tried to recall the memory of the past.

'A red jade as if it contained blood.'

Its name was the Blood Essence Jade.

"Blood Essence Jade."

At Ma Seongun's words, the follower fell silent and raised his head to the sky.

He stared at the sky for a while and muttered something, but Ma Seongun could not understand his words.

Ma Seongun, who was tired of the follower's continued muttering, could not bear it and opened his mouth.

"What are you talking to yourself about?"

"Blood Essence Jade. That was originally an item that should have gone to the Heretic's Path Alliance Leader, Ju Cheon. But now I see that the Blood Essence Jade seems to have gone to you, not the Alliance Leader."

At their appearance, as if they were talking about something that had already happened, Ma Seongun asked with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean?"

The follower, instead of answering, took out a small wooden box from his bosom.

In the box was a grayish jade.

"Look. This is the Blood Essence Jade of the Blood Demon Divine Cult. The form is the same, but the color you know will not be this."

"Definitely..."

"It would have been dyed with the color of blood."

"Yes. That's right."

The follower, who was watching Ma Seongun's reaction, knelt on both knees on the spot and lifted the red cloth he was wearing on his face with both hands.

The revealed follower had the face of a young man.

A pale face and large eyes, as if he had never seen the sunlight in his life.

The man held his hands up as if to support the sky or Ma Seongun and said.

"This humble one finally greets the Heaven Defier."

"Heaven Defier?"

"The one who goes against the natural order of the heavens. In other words, he is also called this."

The follower smiled brightly and said.

"Regressor."

***

"The Doheo Merchant Group was behind the Green Forest! So the Doheo Merchant Group has compensated for all the damages that the merchants have suffered so far. And they say they are quitting the merchant group too. It seems they lost a lot of money."

"A merchant group is made up of one-tenth connections, two-tenths funds, and seven-tenths trust. A merchant group without trust cannot exist."

"Wow! That's cool, Young Master! Where did you learn that?"

"I learned it over my father's shoulder. Haha."

After the fight with the Green Forest, no one in the Jin Family, including Jin Seomok, Yu Seoheung, and Mu Yonghu, had any complaints or rebukes about Jin Sohyun's laziness.

On the contrary, they were doing everything they could to let Jin Sohyun rest comfortably.

"Good, good."

Thanks to that, Jin Sohyun, who was able to laze around to his heart's content, was enjoying a happy life, lazing around day after day.

"It's the apple from Mr. Yu's family that you like, Young Master."

"Oh!"

Jin Sohyun, who had received a well-peeled apple from Siu, brought it to his mouth.

"Mr. Yu's apples are always..."

Delicious.

Yes, they had to be delicious.

"Huh?"

Jin Sohyun, who was staring at the apple he had taken a bite of, tilted his head.

"Is this really an apple from Mr. Yu's family?"

"Yes! We only receive fruit from Mr. Yu's family."

"That's true, but... this taste is not the taste of Mr. Yu's fruit."

"What?"

Siu also brought a small piece of apple to her mouth.

"Oh? You're right."

Mr. Yu's apples were always crisp, and the flavor of the juice and the appropriate sweetness pleased the tongue.

But this apple was mushy, not crisp, and the taste was strange.

"There's no way I brought the wrong one."

In the first place, since the only fruit that came into the Jin Family was Mr. Yu's fruit, there was no way Siu had made a mistake.

"What happened?"

"I wonder? Did the mister have a bad harvest this time?"

Jin Sohyun thought it was not a big deal and continued to chew and eat the apple.

Although the taste was not good, it was a waste to throw away Mr. Yu's fruit.

But the taste of the next apple he received from Mr. Yu was the same.

"What on earth happened?"

For Jin Sohyun, who had been enjoying his days lazing around and eating Mr. Yu's fruit as his pleasure, it was a disaster.

What on earth had happened to Mr. Yu's apples, which could be said to have no equal in Shanxi in terms of quality and taste?

As Jin Sohyun was sprawled out with a face as if he had lost his country, Siu beat her chest.

"This Siu will find out!"

"I'm counting on you."

Jin Sohyun patted Siu's shoulder with a serious face for the first time in a long time.

"I-I... Young Master?"

"Yes?"

"Could you please return the small, shiny, silver-colored... round object you took last time?"

Siu looked at Jin Sohyun with an expectant face, her two hands neatly gathered at chest height.

As she blinked her sparkling pupils, she looked like a young cat.

"You gave it to me, didn't you? You said you were kee. ping. it."

"Hmph! Young Master! That's..."

"Hurry up and go."

As Jin Sohyun waved his hand, Siu left with her shoulders drooping.

"Was this the Benefactor Plaque of the Namgung Family?"

Jin Sohyun, who had taken out the Silver Dragon Plaque from his bosom, had a displeased expression.

"Just by looking at it, it's a cursed object that will make me annoyed. If not, that Namgung mister wouldn't have given it to me for no reason. He's probably thinking of using me again. It's a hassle, so I'll just give it to Siu."

It was an object that others would want to obtain even by giving a thousand gold, the Benefactor Plaque of the Namgung Family.

With this, most people would not even be able to touch a hair on him, and he could receive the treatment of a noble in Anhui.

But for Jin Sohyun, who had no intention of going more than three steps outside the family estate, it was no different from a nuisance.

On the contrary, just having it would only be a hassle.

"Ugh!"

Jin Sohyun, who had placed the Silver Dragon Plaque on the table without a care and had sat on the edge of the bed, waited for Siu to return.

After waiting for about half a shichen, Siu returned.

"Young Master! It's a big problem!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Mr. Yu sent a message saying he can't send any more fruit!"

"What do you mean!"

The startled Jin Sohyun jumped up.

"He says he can't grow fruit anymore. The last fruit he sent was in a terrible state."

"Th-That can't be..."

What kind of thunderbolt from a clear sky was this?

It was something that was not in Jin Sohyun's lazy and affluent future plans, no, something that should never happen.

"Why? Is he sick? I'll have to call all the skilled physicians in Shanxi right away!"

'Would it be nice if you were this enthusiastic about other things too?'

Siu was displeased with Jin Sohyun's appearance, who was only burning with enthusiasm for Mr. Yu's fruit, but she did not show her dissatisfaction.

After all, she was a loyal and smart maidservant of the Jin Family.

"He's not sick, but it seems there's a problem with Mr. Yu's one and only son."

"A problem? What problem?"

"That... a while ago, the son of the Geumseong Manor was found in a vegetative state, and at that place..."

Siu hesitated and then said with a regretful face.

"They say Mr. Yu's son was there."

(End of Chapter)