Martial Arts Ain’t That Big of a Deal

The Namgung Clan was notorious for its rigorous standards when accepting new martial artists.

They conducted exhaustive background checks, ensuring not even a hint of suspicion lingered over a candidate’s character or past deeds. Even after passing these vettings, only those with exceptional talent could step across the threshold of the Namgung Clan.

Yet, despite these harsh standards, the Namgung Clan was never short on people.

Hopeful warriors from across the Central Plains flocked to He Fei, hoping to earn the honor of joining the Namgung family.

This time, after the arduous selection process, 31 new martial artists were chosen.

“You are now part of Namgung. Companions who will walk this path together.”

Standing before them, Namgung Myeong surveyed the new recruits with a subtle warmth in his eyes.

Yet, inwardly, he felt a cold knot of doubt.

‘Can I truly lead them?’

He felt unworthy of his position.@@novelbin@@

He had achieved so little—his cultivation remained at the Peak Realm, far from true mastery.

But the elders standing behind him looked upon him with expressions of pride.

And that weighed heavily on him.

It was clear—they expected him to live up to his father’s name, simply because he was Namgung Jincheon’s son.

‘If only my brother…’

Suppressing his turmoil, Namgung Myeong ended his address firmly:

“Be proud to stand under Namgung’s banner. We are the sky of the Central Plains.”

“Loyalty!”

The recruits’ voices thundered, shaking the grounds of the Namgung estate.

Namgung Myeong watched them with an unreadable expression.