Heavenly Martial God - H.M.G Chapter 2 (Part 1):

“Hahaha, puhahaha.”

Ha Hoo Young sat on the edge of the bed, resting his arms on his knees, staring blankly ahead.

A hollow laugh kept escaping his lips.

“Hahahahaha!”

After laughing for a while, he suddenly straightened his expression and furrowed his brow.

“I’m Namgoong Hyuk? The second son of the Namgoong Family?”

Geum Cheom Sang nodded his head.

“It’s understandable to be shocked. I get it. Suddenly losing your memory and all that. That’s why you should be more careful.”

“……What year is it in the Martial Calendar?”

“It’s the 70th year. It’s already been 70 years since the Orthodox Heavenly Alliance was established.”

“70 years…….”

Namgoong Hyuk muttered with a dazed expression.

“So, I’m over 150 years old?”

When the Orthodox Heavenly Alliance was established, he was already in his 80s.

When he climbed the Heavenly Mountain to ascend to the heavens, he was over 90.

But after falling during his attempt at ascending, 60 years had passed in the blink of an eye.

So, if he had been alive all this time, he would be over 150 years old—a living fossil.

What kind of absurdity is this!

“Young Master?”

“……Where did my 60 years go?”

“Young Master, I’ll go fetch the physician right away. Please sit and rest for now. You need to calm down.”

Geum Cheom Sang stood up, scanning Ha Hoo Young from head to toe.

“I’ll be back soon.”

With a worried expression, Geum Cheom Sang hurried out.

Ha Hoo Young, with eyes full of emptiness, lifted his head and looked up.

All he could see was the disgustingly high ceiling.

‘Damn it, they dumped me into this guy’s body?’

Was this some kind of sick joke?

The Namgoong Family’s second son?

‘Wow, this is driving me insane.’

Is this even possible with a functioning brain?

He was once hailed as the greatest under heaven, unparalleled throughout history.

And now, they’ve stuffed him into the body of some nameless brat from the Namgoong Family?

No, scratch that—this wasn’t just stuffing him into a body; it was outright reincarnation.

‘And why 60 years later?’

Why wait 60 years? Why not reincarnate him immediately? What kind of twisted whim was this?

It was enough to make his blood boil.

Had he ever felt this betrayed in his life?

At least, not in his memory.

Reincarnation!

The once peerless master, now reincarnated into this pathetic body!

‘Go to hell, you damn immortals!’

His anger surged to the top of his head, only to be replaced by a sense of emptiness.

The thought that all his years of training had vanished made his blood run cold.

‘Damn it. Did those immortal bastards think I’d be grateful for a young body and start training again? What a load of nonsense.’

I am Ha Hoo Young.

The Supreme One, Ha Hoo Young.

The man who rose from the mud to the pinnacle of the world.

‘Do they really think I’ll play their little game by their rules?’

Never. He had no intention of following the whims of those damn immortals.

Ha Hoo Young stood up abruptly.

Perhaps his body hadn’t fully adjusted yet, as his head ached and his legs trembled.

‘What the hell did this guy do to not even be able to walk properly? Is this even a human body?’

Aside from being young again, nothing about this pleased him.

The only small comfort was that he had been given another chance.

Ha Hoo Young glanced around.

He checked his surroundings, wary of someone like Geum Cheom Sang popping up, but no one was there.

‘I’m out of here.’

He had no intention of staying in the game set up by those damn immortals.

He wanted to escape the Namgoong Family as soon as possible.

‘I’ll return to the Heavenly Mountain. I’ll go back to the Heavenly Mountain and prepare everything from scratch. More thoroughly than before.’

It was just a brief pause in his race.

Fortunately, he had been given another chance, so he could start over.

He was a man who didn’t know the meaning of giving up. With tenacity and persistence, he had reached the pinnacle of the martial world.

He wouldn’t let something like this break him.

Ha Hoo Young groaned as he stepped outside.

“Huff, huff. Why is this so hard? Is it because I haven’t adjusted to this body yet?”

His feet felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. He had never felt his body this heavy before.

His head was spinning, and his stomach churned.

But he gritted his teeth and finally stood before the grand gates of the Namgoong Family estate.

Before the gates, guards milled about lazily.

In his past life, he wouldn’t have even noticed them, but now, in his current state, even their casual presence seemed sharp to him.

‘But anyway, I’m not here to fight. Who would dare stop the family’s second son from passing through?’

Being the second son of the Namgoong Family meant he was the family head’s son.

Who would dare block his path?

Fully aware of his status, he walked forward confidently.

Thud. Thud.

As Ha Hoo Young finally stood before the gates, the guards swarmed toward him.

The number seemed excessive, but he paid no mind.

“Young Master! What brings you here?”

Ha Hoo Young, with his hands behind his back, spoke nonchalantly.

“I’m just stepping out for a bit.”

So hurry up and clear the way, you fools.

With an impatient wave of his hand, he waited for the guards to step aside.

“What?! No, you can’t! Please go back inside!”

Huh? That wasn’t the reaction he expected.

“I said I’m just stepping out for a bit.”

“No, you can’t! The Family Head will reprimand us. You absolutely cannot go outside.”

“What nonsense is this? I said I’m going out!”

Who do these guys think they’re blocking?

Ha Hoo Young tried to push past the guards, intending to force his way out.

Thud!

“Huh?”

With a dull sound, Ha Hoo Young was pushed back, his face contorted.

He had clearly pushed forward, so why was he the one being pushed back?

But his confusion was short-lived.

“I’m sorry, but it’s the family head’s strict order!”

One of the guards grabbed him by the waist and forcibly dragged him back inside.

“What? You dare lay hands on me?”

How dare they!

Even in his current weakened state, he still had his old instincts.

If he lowered his center of gravity using the principles of the Thousand-Catty Pillar, even an ox wouldn’t be able to move him…
//[TL/N: “천근추의 요결” (cheon-geun-chu-ui yo-gyeol) – Literally “the key principle of the Thousand-Catty Pillar.”
This refers to a martial arts technique focused on grounding one’s center of gravity to achieve unshakable stability, likening the body’s alignment to a pillar capable of bearing immense weight (1 catty ≈ 600g). The term emphasizes defensive rooting rather than offensive force.]//

Scrape, scrape.

“Huh, huh?”

What’s going on? Why isn’t my internal energy responding?

‘Ah, right. This isn’t my body.’

Ha Hoo Young’s eyes widened as he was dragged helplessly across the ground, leaving a faint trail.

“Cough, cough!”

The pressure that followed caused his head to snap back.

‘Damn it, what’s going on now?’

Huh, but…… why is my vision blurring?

Pushing aside the flood of questions swirling in his mind, darkness quickly enveloped him.

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