I Thought the Youngest Daughter of the Sichuan Tang Family Was Hated - Chapter 55

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It had already been a week since I arrived in the Village.
“Soran, come here!”
A Young Boy approached me and thrust a bundle of flowers into my hands.
They were peculiar blossoms with white leaves and blunt petals.
“This is it, right? Bone-mending Flower.”
“Ah, yes! Thank you!”
I accepted the Bone-mending Flower with a delighted smile.
The boy flushed at the heat, his grimy cheeks reddening as he turned away.
“But Soran, you have so many things to play with, yet you still finish all your studies. I’m going!”
The Young Boy trudged across the Field, waving his hand.
Grateful for his kindness, I waved back with equal enthusiasm.
“Hehehehe….”
The moment he vanished, a sinister smile crept across my face.
I wiped the drool from my lips and gazed lovingly at the Bone-mending Flower.
“I finally have it…!”
Now I can conduct the experiment Yak-seon mentioned!
Oh, by the way, I am Dang Hee-yeon.
Yak-seon gave me the name Soran to conceal my identity for a while.
‘Now that I think about it, it’s already been a week since I’ve been here.’
During this time, I’ve been studying herbal medicine under Yak-seon.
As Dang Mu-seon suggested, to clear my mind.
Since Dang Mu-seon hasn’t returned and Seong-ya shows no signs of waking, I reluctantly began this pursuit….
‘But honestly, it’s so much fun!’
I never expected to learn so much from herbal medicine.
Yet Yak-seon’s perspective differed from that of an ordinary person like me.
“If you feed Bone-mending Flower to someone with broken bones, their bones regenerate. Blood-mending Flower and Flesh-mending Flower work the same way according to their names.”
“Then, what would happen if you fed all three together?”
Who would have thought of such a thing?
‘What kind of medicine would it create?’
I placed the Flesh-mending Flowers, Blood-mending Flowers, and Bone-mending Flowers I’d collected so far into a wooden bowl.
Then I began carefully crushing them with a smooth stone.
“Hmm… huh?”
Strange. The flower essences separated from each other like water and oil.
“Hmm?”
Could this be the problem Yak-seon posed to me?
I rested my chin in my hand, lost in thought.
“Ah, that’s right.”
Come to think of it, all three flowers generate life.
They lack the soil for what they generate to take root.
“Then…?”
I rummaged through the pouch hanging at my waist.
A few strands of weeds with a pungent grass smell came away in my fingers.
‘There’s no plant quite like weeds—they absorb anything and everything.’
“And if I just mix a bit of this and this oil here….”
I felt like I was becoming some mad physician, but I didn’t care and mixed everything together.
“Done!”
The red, white, and yellow essences began blending into one.
Something with a metallic scent was wafting up—would that be alright?
I sprang to my feet and hurried down the Hill, panting.
Holding the bowl carefully, I opened the door to the Thatched Cottage.
“Master!”
Yak-seon, who had been rolling the medicinal pellets, calmly lifted his head.
“I made it! What you mentioned before!”
“Before?”
Yak-seon tilted his head.
He does forget things like that sometimes.
“You told me to mix Grass-Life Flower, Bone-Life Flower, and Blood-Life Flower together. I mixed them!”
I held the bowl closer and answered brightly.
Then Yak-seon released his hands from the medicinal pellets and accepted the bowl.
“You mixed them? How?”
At the surprised tone in Yak-seon’s voice, I puffed up with pride and answered.
“At first they wouldn’t mix well. I mixed them well….”
I was about to say I’d added various medicinal herbs and oils to make them blend properly, but I closed my mouth.
‘Wait. He can’t know I did that.’
So that’s why he asked.
There’s no way a little thing like me could mix them!
“They mixed well, and it worked?”
I glossed over it vaguely.
Yak-seon, lost in thought, inhaled the scent of the medicinal ingredients in the bowl.
Then he smiled faintly and spoke.
“Indeed, you are Elder Brother’s granddaughter. Your strength is quite remarkable. It’s mixed very well.”
“Ah… haha! Isn’t it?”
I never knew Dang Mu-seon’s monstrous strength could be so useful.
It seems I got away with it.
“Um, so what properties does this medicine have?”
I pointed at the bowl and asked.
“Ah yes, I haven’t told you yet.”
Yak-seon continued speaking as he poked his fingertip into the deep tan-colored medicinal mixture.
“This is a medicine that restores the thread of a person’s life.”
“What?!”
My eyes widened at such extraordinary efficacy.
“Then… could you even bring the dead back to life?”
Suddenly, my mother’s grave flashed through my mind.
But Yak-seon shook his head regretfully.
“Rare medicinal ingredients though they are, such a thing is impossible. However, they prove invaluable to the afflicted who waver at death’s threshold.”
“Ah, I see…”
My disappointment was brief, but truthfully, even that level of efficacy was remarkable.
I asked him carefully.
“Then, when we return, could I take a large quantity of this?”
“That would be difficult, I’m afraid.”
“Why is that?”
“Well…”
Yak-seon’s expression hardened momentarily.
‘Oh no. Was I too shameless?’
It was understandable he’d be displeased if I took the formula and medicinal ingredients without even paying, let alone discussing terms.
“I’m sorry, Immortal. I was merely asking…”
“No, no. I should apologize instead.”
Yak-seon stroked my head as he spoke.
“You’re tense. It’s not because of you.”
Despite the blindfold covering his eyes, Yak-seon seemed to notice my rigid expression.
He continued with a bitter smile.
“This old man has lived in hiding, so fear has accumulated.”
His answer carried the weight of untold circumstances.
‘Could this be connected to why Yak-seon went into seclusion here?’
That seemed plausible.
As I gazed at him with concern, Yak-seon clapped his hands and spoke.
“Ah yes, I shall pose one more question this time.”
“Oh!”
I was truly shallow-minded.
Moments ago I was worried, yet my expression brightened instantly.
“There exists the longest river. For those who swim against its current, there is a beneficial mushroom. Can you guess what it is?”
“Pardon?”
The longest river?
The question had suddenly become a riddle, and I was bewildered.
As I tilted my head in confusion, Yak-seon handed me an empty sack.
“Pondering here will yield no answer. Go outside and search for it yourself.”
“Ah…”
I accepted the sack quietly.
‘I see. It must be a medicinal herb somewhere in this place.’
Tying the sack to my waist, I stepped out of the Thatched Cottage.
“I’ll be back soon, Immortal!”
I climbed the Hill with vigor, just as I always did.
In the distance, at the edge of the Cliff, I could see a small thatched cottage—the place where Seong-ya was confined.
“….”
I steadied my heart before it could grow heavy.
‘Grandfather told me to rest.’
He’d said it would ease everyone’s worries if I did.
Pushing away the deepening thoughts, I turned my mind back to Yak-seon’s question.
“The longest river, he said….”
Where could it be?
The Yangtze? The Heilongjiang?
‘No. He might not have meant an actual river at all.’
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have told me to search for it here.
“Ah!”
That’s it. The meridian channels.
A single river stretching across the world of human existence!
Then those who flow against that river would be….
“Hmm?”
Was he really talking about these people?
Those who wielded demonic arts—the demonic cultivators.
I’d heard their meridian channels were reversed.
Because of that instability, they said cultivation was easier for them.
‘But why would Yak-seon know something that stabilizes their vital energy?’
I found it suspicious, but I let it pass without dwelling on it.
There was no way Yak-seon could have sympathized with the Demonic Cult.
“He lost his eyes because of those bastards, after all.”
In any case, it was certainly an intriguing question.
If it was a mushroom, it would probably be on the Mountain.
I paused for a moment and gazed into the dusky Thicket ahead.
“Grandfather told me not to go in that direction.”
But mushrooms would likely be abundant in that direction.
I couldn’t just wander in thinking ‘surely it’s fine up to here’ without a second thought.
That’s how people die.
“I don’t do what I’m told not to do!”
I turned my feet and headed the opposite way.
I didn’t know it then.
That this path, twisted and tangled, would lead me precisely to the place Grandfather had mentioned….
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“…In any case, I made it abundantly clear. Don’t you dare show your face there.”
“If you tell someone not to go, they’ll sneak in anyway. What about the children?”
Dang Mu-seon stood atop the Cliff, conversing with a Nameless Man.
The Nameless Man’s sarcasm was met with a sharp retort from Dang Mu-seon.
“My granddaughter would never do such a thing.”
“Hmm. Well. Maybe she would. Maybe she wouldn’t.”
Dang Mu-seon glared at the Nameless Man with a fierce expression and spoke harshly.
“She wouldn’t, I’m telling you! She’s such an obedient, well-behaved girl!”
“Really?”
The Nameless Man interlaced his hands behind his head and smirked.
“Then who’s that?”
He gestured with his chin toward the dense Thicket below.
Dang Mu-seon narrowed his eyes and peered down at that spot.
“How should I know? Just some foolish child….”
He couldn’t finish his words.
In the Poisoned Land, where toxins and venom overflowed—the very place he’d explicitly warned the Village not to enter—there she was, walking in of her own accord, that foolish child!
He truly never imagined it could be his own granddaughter.

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