Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 41

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One Sapa girl who appeared to be from the Green Forest threw down her chopsticks and stood up from her seat, causing her chair to topple backward.

As the crashing sound filled the hall, all eating sounds stopped at once and everyone’s wide eyes focused on the Green Forest girl.

‘This doesn’t look good.’

The Cheonryeon Palace prospective concubine lodging was like a small martial world.

Nominally, they were all fellow disciples who entered together, but in reality, factions were divided even within.

Orthodox sects like Mudang Sect, Cheongseng Sect, and Gonryun Sect from the 【I alone ascend to immortality】 category.

Orthodox sects like Hwasan Sect, Jongnam Sect, and Hwangsan Sect that pursued seeking balance with the secular world. (Shaolin Temple also belonged here, but couldn’t send concubines since they had no female disciples.)

Haenam Sect, Gongdong Sect, and Jeomchang Sect were orthodox sects that focused on maintaining public order with the goal of .

Ami Sect, Botamun, and Geomgak were orthodox sects that huddled together among women, saying .

Orthodox bloodline supremacist sects under the banner of , which included Namgung Clan, Jeghal Family, and Sichuan Dang Family.

Finally, emerging bloodline supremacist orthodox sects like Moyong Family, Habuk Peng Family, Jincheon Family, Sando Akga, Hwangbo Family, and Shincheong Yangga that were shouting while rapidly expanding their influence.

‘Even just considering the orthodox sects, it’s quite complicated.’

But this complex martial world power structure could become very simple with just one standard.

Orthodox or Sapa.

That was the moment when a clear line was drawn separating your side from my side.

Even orthodox martial artists who had almost nothing in common when examined closely couldn’t be more unified once a faction fight started.

This wasn’t much different for Sapa martial artists either.

Even Sapa warriors who made it routine to backstab and trip each other within the same sect would gather like a pack of dogs to lend a hand the moment the Sapa Alliance Leader called and said ‘beat up the orthodox sects and get paid!’

And now.

The prelude to that terrifying orthodox-Sapa great war was about to begin in Cheonryeon Palace’s inner courtyard.

“Ha! Sister. Did she just talk to me?”

“Seems like it. Is she crazy?”

“This is really funny!”

The Sapa girls’ mood rapidly soured at the family girls’ reaction of looking down on people while even mixing in scornful laughter.

“What. Are we not even allowed to talk to you people?”

“Damn, how petty. Ugh! Just…”

Sapa girls creating a threatening atmosphere with their swaggering.

One by one they started getting up from their seats and began approaching this way with swaying steps.

“Stop.”

Among the orthodox girls who naturally entered combat stance, one or two placed their hands on their sword hilts.

“I won’t tolerate causing a disturbance.”

“What are you supposed to be!”

‘So this is why inns always get destroyed in martial arts novels.’

Whether orthodox or Sapa, they were all the same bunch who drew their swords first whenever a fight broke out.

A hair-trigger situation.

In the midst of anxiety that a brawl might break out.

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

Namgung Yeonhwa was eating her meal unfazed by this atmosphere.

“Eat a little later.”

“Why? It’s mealtime.”

Riser whispered in Namgung Yeonhwa’s ear, reading the mood, but she didn’t care at all. You could feel her firm resolve that she couldn’t tolerate hunger regardless of whether others were fighting.

“Yeonhwa.”

But when even Moyong Hye showed signs of discomfort, she finally opened her mouth with an annoyed expression.

“Hey! If you’re going to fight, go outside and fight. You’re raising dust.”

“But Miss Namgung.”

The Mudang Sect girl with her hair neatly tied up appealed with her eyes saying ‘those bitches are too outrageous.’

Other orthodox girls also nodded as if they’d been waiting and looked only at Namgung Yeonhwa.

[Take our side! You’re the boss! Tell us to fight back!]

It seemed like you could hear the girls’ inner voices shouting that.

‘Is it because the Head of Namgung Household often becomes the martial alliance leader when they retire?’

Seeing them naturally expect Namgung Yeonhwa to take the leader’s position, carrying a family’s reputation seemed like no easy task.

“If you’re done eating, can I have your leftovers?”

At that moment, a carefree voice was heard.

It was Peng Guyeon who spoke casually as if she had popped out from another dimension, like someone completely unrelated to this entire situation.

On the plate Peng Guyeon was interested in lay the meat pancake that Riser had stopped eating.

“No. I’m still eating.”

Riser reflexively pulled the plate closer.

This was her first meal of the day, and having done physical exercise (though it was civic exercise) on an empty stomach, she didn’t want to give up her food.

“Isn’t that her? From Sichuan Dang Family.”

“Right. The kid who went to Noeok right after entering!”

But this scene unintentionally caught the Sapa girls’ attention.

Since there was no interaction between orthodox and Sapa, the girls barely knew faces from the opposing camp, but Riser’s face was famous enough to be recognized regardless of faction.

“So cool. I haven’t even seen Noeok yet.”

On top of that, the Sapa’s unique hood-like(?) way of thinking that regarded going to prison like a badge of honor seemed to create a strange respect for Riser.

“Should we ask how it was?”

“Let’s do that. Let’s do that.”

The atmosphere that seemed ready for bloodshed instantly entered a lull.

The eyes of the Sapa girls who had been picking fights were now filled with curiosity instead of hostility, and the orthodox girls who were about to respond to the provocation couldn’t enter battle without permission from their leader.

‘At least it seems like there won’t be a brawl, so that’s fortunate…’

Riser looked down at her cooling pancake with a troubled expression.

“How much does it cost to bribe a guard?”

“I haven’t tried…”

“There must be items used like currency among prisoners! In Demon Sect’s Noeok, which would be more expensive between tea and cigarettes?”

“Well. I thought it would be nice to have jerky. The food is pretty poor.”

“That’s novel! Jerky, you say.”

“Was there a bed inside?”

“There was something like a rotting mat laid out.”

…There was absolutely no chance to eat the pancake.

No, why are they so curious about Noeok?

‘It’s not like they think of it as a tourist attraction.’

Riser thought about telling them how terrible Noeok was to give them a good scare, but decided against it. It seemed like it might backfire.

“Come on. Give it to me.”

Peng Guyeon looked at the pancake regretfully and licked her lips.

As the situation continued where every time the pancake was about to enter Riser’s mouth, she had to answer another question, one girl who couldn’t stand it anymore tapped another Sapa girl’s shoulder and scolded her.

“Ease up a bit. Sichuan Dang Family is orthodox.”

‘Wise words.’

Riser was suffering from being surrounded by Sapa girls and receiving endless questioning, so she cheered for her in her heart.

But then she heard a response that absolutely couldn’t be overlooked.

“What are you talking about. How is Sichuan Dang Family orthodox?”

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